(time skip)

I was getting my hair and make up done. I had my head to my phone, I've been getting messages from Christian, asking if I'm okay, am I alright, he wants to see me before the match. I didn't reply at all.

(Artist)- " You're done sweetie" then pats my back.

(y/n)- " Thanks"

The match is gonna start soon. I should start to head to the entrance. I can see Christian sitting on top of a crate, hoodie up- head down. My hands were shaking, my chest beating fast. Lets just do this, maybe he wont say anything. I continued to walk till he started to hear footsteps, he lifts his head- his eyes looked like he hasn't slept at all either.

(Christian)- " Hey"

(y/n)- " Hey"

(Christian)- " How're you feeling?"

(y/n)- " I'm good" I lied, I'm not actually.

(Christian)- " The thing that happened last night--"

(y/n)- " Its okay, it happened. I'm fine, lets just go down to the ring and finish this storyline"

(Christian)- " I just want you to know that--"

Christian's music starts to play, he couldn't finish his sentence. I grabbed his hand, he got off the crate and we went through the thin black curtian. The fans cheer very loudly, I couldn't help but smile. Christian lets go of my hand and does a little point and stare at the arena. Seeing him smiling, flashing his blue eyes to the crowd- makes me like him even more. He turns back looking at me, he offers his hand out again. I took it, just for show. We reach the ring, he rolls right in, I take the stairs up, crouching down to the middle rope to get in. Christian takes of his leather jacket, throwing it outside the ring. His music stops, now we wait for Seth Rollins. My chest was hurting, my heart beat is beating fast. I feel nervous. Nothing is happening, Christian looked confused, is he coming out or what? I want to see him.

Christian walked to the corner closest to the announcer, asking for a microphone.

(Christian)- " Rollins, I'm here waiting. You said you wanted to go one on one. I'm ready fo you"

(Jericho)- " Quiet. Quiet. Quiet" Chris jericho comes out with a microphone. He walks down the ramp, with his ring gear on- and stupid scarf, honestly his light up jacket was better. He gets in the ring, he was about to speak when everyone started booing at Jericho.

(Jericho)- " All of you, quiet." The crowd raises their voices louder to boo him.

(Christian)- " What're you doing here Jericho?"

(Jericho)- " I was in the back, minding my own business- and then you start calling for Seth Rollins. You annoyed me, so I had to come out here and tell you to be quiet! No ones cares about your little girlfriend"

(Christian)- " Watch what you say Jericho"

(Jericho)- "What're you gonna do, huh- beat me up?" Christian looks at me, he smirks and shrugs. He smacked Jericho with the microphone, I got out of the ring before I get in the middle of it like last time. 

(time skip)

Christian has this match, he doesn't let Jericho have any rest time. I pace back and forth, Seth came into mind, why didn't he show up? Was it because I'm here? Ah god- its my fault. I just hope nothing bad has happened to him physically. Jericho pushes Christian, the ref got caught in it, causing him to fall. The ref was stunned, Christian focused his attention to the ref for a quick second. He turns around and Jericho gets Christian with a code- breaker. Jericho goes for the pin, the ref saw and started to count, one....two....Three! Jericho gets the win, Christian rolls underneath the ropes, falling on the floor next to me. I tend to him. I pull him up, putting his arm over my shoulder to help him go backstage. The crowed still cheered for him, I'm glad about that.

I got him backstage, I set him leaning against a nearby crate. He was tired, sweaty- he held his nose.

(y/n)-" Is your nose broken?"

(Christian)- " No- just hurts really bad" he grunts moving it little side to side.

(y/n)- " I'll get something for that" I was about to leave him, but he reached for my arm before I can go.

(Christian)- " Don't leave" he said softly. He pulls me closer to him, he places his forehead against mine. I didn't know how to react to this. He leans-trying to go for a kiss. I pull back, I don't know why I did it.

(y/n)- " I can't" I said in a hush tone.

(Christian)- " Why not?"

(y/n)- " I just can't--"

(Christian)- " You like him don't you?"

I didn't say anything. Its true, I like them both- Christian and Rollins, but just I can't think straight. Seth not showing up in the match, I felt some how disappointed, hurt- upset.

(Christian)- "Through all the years I've stuck to your side, and you haven't thought of me this way?"

(y/n)- " Christian-- I don't know, this is all too much for me"

(Christian)- " But all you can think about is Rollins? I thought that if I can have you- maybe that'll put me ahead of him, and you just might forget about him and think about me"

(y/n)-" So last night...thats you trying to beat Rollins, by sleeping with me?" I felt like this isn't the Christian I knew anymore, ever since we got to wwe--Christian has just been changing.

(Christian)- " (y/n), that's not what I mean- let me explain--"

I slapped Christian, the same way I slapped Seth when he was talking his feelings out.

(y/n)- " I'm leaving" my voiced cracked, I felt chest pain. The tears are starting to build up. I walked away from his grasp, he didn't fight back.

(Christian)- " (y/n)--"

(y/n)- " Leave me alone" I walked away, tears coming out. This is not how I wanted this day to be, I want to go home. Not to the hotel, back home home.