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Seth: HEY, HEY! YOU, YOU! I DON'T LIKE YOUR BOYFRIEND!

Lillie (giggles and joins in): NO WAY, NO WAY! I THINK YOU NEED A NEW ONE!

Seth (points directly at Ellie): HEY, HEY! YOU, YOU! I COULD BE YOUR BOYFRIEND 😉

Ellie: NO WAY! NO WAY! NEVER! I HATE YOU!

* Both Seth and Lillie fall silent *

Seth: Oh, well, that's not the lyrics to the song...

Ellie: Well, I hate you, so stay in your lane, boy!

Seth: Boy?

Lillie: Um, El, he's a man... Technically 😬

Ellie: Anyways... Bamagalforever doesn't own the WWE, just me 😝

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Backstage, after I learned that my shoulder wasn't completely out of place, I flew to find Seth Rollins – for wherever he was back there. As soon as I found him talking to Roman Reigns outside of their locker room, I ran up to him and shoved him up against the hard wall.

"What the fuck? Ellie? What's going on?" He started off with all the questions, obviously confused. "What did I do this time?"

"You and your dïck sure know how to get yourself in trouble, huh?" I spat, the fire within me more than ever before.

Roman had fallen silent and stood close by, not dare attempting to get involved. Not yet, anyway.

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Seth hissed, mean and confused all in one motion.

"You" —I made sure to point my finger right in his face— "nearly got me killed out there!"

"What?! I wasn't even there!"

"You didn't have to be to get me in trouble out there!" I scoffed, rolling my eyes and placing my arms over my chest.

"Ellie? What the hell is going on over here?" I heard Lillie call from a distance as she came into view with Cass and Enzo right behind her.

"Sasha told me about your little affair with her," I said a little bit more quieter to him for us and Roman could probably hear. "She did all of that on purpose! Even what she did to Lillie was, too!"

"What?" Seth breathed out, clearly in disbelief. "She would never do that. Especially on purpose."

"Yes, she did," I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air. "She fucking admitted it to me right before our match just now!"

He rolled his eyes and growled under his breath. He clearly didn't believe a word that I was saying and I didn't want to hang around any longer than I wanted to at the moment.

Then, all of the sudden, a creepy little smirk spread across his tan cheeks and his sweet pale lips. I have had enough with him and his attitude and his cockiness. So, I stretched my right hand backwards and it connected with his face, leaving a red imprint and lightening sound that echoed in the empty hallway.

Roman practically had to catch him from falling from the hard impact as I stomped away in a fit of rage. I knew that if nobody else was here, Seth probably would've had a hissy fit like any spoiled child would. But he somehow remain calm, but the radiating heat was steaming off of him.

"Ellie! Wait!" I heard Lillie call after me with her usual footsteps. Of course, I ignored her and stormed into our locker room.

She was hot on my trail as I angrily packed my things into my duffle bag, still having my ring attire on. She realized what I was doing and tried to stop me.

"What's going on, Ellie? What is it?!" Lillie has always been the nervous type of person, especially in rushed situations like these.

"I can't be here," I cried, realizing that I had tears going down my red cheeks. "I'm leaving."

I threw my duffle bag's strap over my arm and began for the door again, which she quickly grabbed my arm to before I could make it. "Hold on just a minute, Ellie. My leg hurts, so please stop this." I felt bad, so I stopped for just a second. "Where are you going?"

"My hotel room," I huffed with a small grunt afterwards. "Now, let me go before I do something I regret to Mr. Seth Rollins tonight, Lillie."

This time, she let me go and I ran out of the arena in good time. I didn't hear from anybody as I made my way into my car. I got in and drove out of the parking lot. My hotel was only away five minutes, so I decided to turn on the radio to calm my nerves just a bit.

The song that was currently playing seemed to be very relatable at the moment, so I began to blast it...

Feeling used
But I'm still missing you
And I can't see the end of this
Just wanna feel your kiss
Against my lips
And now all this time is passing by
But I still can't seem to tell you why
It hurts me every time I see you
Realize how much I need you

I hate you, I love you,
I hate that I love you
Don't want to but I can't put nobody else above you
I hate you, I love you,
I hate that I want you
You want her, you need her
And I'll never be her

By the time I arrived at the hotel, the song was over and my tears had nearly drowned me out completely. I grabbed my stuff and got out, making sure I had locked up the car good.

I stormed inside, ignored the all the greeters of the hotel, and went right into the elevator. To the third floor, I went up to and went right to my room. Nothing specific happened, just my straight-shot mission to my room and away from everybody else.

I got inside and immediately crashed onto my bed. Feeling used, but I'm still missing you. I hate this song now. "Get out of my head," I whispered to myself, hitting each side of my temples with the palm of my hands. And I can't see the end of this. Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips. "Get out of my head! Now!"

Suddenly, I heard a loud bang on my door and it just kept coming. Whoever it was wasn't about to lead up, so I decided to just get up and see who it was.

"Who is it—?!"

I opened my door and Seth appeared, immediately inviting himself inside. He shoved me out of the way and made his way in. "What's your fucking problem?!"

"No, I should be asking you the same thing," I screamed back, pushing him off of me. "Get off of me!"

I tried to run away, going towards my bed, when he suddenly took me by the hair and pulled me right back to him. I screamed as I felt his arm wrap around my neck. But I, then, opened my mouth up and bit him as hard as I possible could.

He yelped and let go of me, and I fell to my knees. I hurried away from him and jumped onto my bed, only to have him on top of me a split second later. I tried fighting him off through some angry grunts, but he eventually got both of his hands around my wrists and had me pressed down on the bed underneath him.

"Shut up and listen to me, Ellie," he demanded and faced me, only for me to spit in his face. He growled and wiped it off with his shirt's collar. I took that second to try to slap him, but he took my hand back down before it could connect with his face. "Dammit, Ellie."

"I hate you!"

"I know that you do, but just take this moment to hear me out," he tried negotiating with me and increased the pain on my wrists. "Sasha didn't mean anything to me, okay?! Nothing!"

"I don't care!" And I truly didn't and I didn't honestly know why he was trying to convince me of this, either.

"She doesn't mean anything to me like you do to me now," he suddenly said and I held my breath. What the fuck?!

"What?!"

Face to face, while still on top of me, he admitted: "She was my fuck-buddy, Ellie. I only liked her on her looks, not other than that, she's a straight-up bitch. I never loved her. I don't love you. Not yet, anyway. You're a bitch, too, but at least you have your perks. I like a girl who can fight back, anyway."

"I..." In all honesty, I didn't know how to respond to that. At all. Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips. Shut. Up. Dammit.

Then, all of the sudden, he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. It was more like a head-on car crash and, exactly like one, I didn't want to be apart of it. Although his lips to mine was just a little magical, I tried to fight him off.

My hands were released from him and they had slipped underneath his hard chest to mine, feeling like my wrists were gonna break in between us. He was being very forceful and I didn't like it whatsoever.

Alas, I felt the strength in my lower body and kneeled him right in the privates that was sticking out of his pants like a sore thumb. He gasped in my mouth and fell over, off my bed and onto the floor.

When I glanced over, he was holding his private area and winced in agony. I wanted to be mad at him and I really was about to jump on him again – just so he knows how it feels – but, then, I just started to laugh at him.

He pulled his eyebrows together in confusion and groaned, "Why are you laughing at?"

"I hate you," I simply and lightly chuckled at him. I held myself left arm under my ear and gazed down at him. "Don't ever kiss me again."

He, too, was holding himself up by his right arm under his ear and gazed up at me. "And if I do?"

"I'll hurt you where it hurts," I barked and rolled my eyes. "Again."

"Whatever, you bitch," he laughed out loud and turned over on his back, looking up at the ceiling. He laid his hands on his belly and heaved. "We should really get used to it, though."

"Why?" I sighed, also lying on my back and looking up at the ceiling.

"You know exactly what Steph wants from us," he pointed out as a deadly reminder. "And she always gets what she wants, baby. You know that."

Although the called me baby, I sure did believe him. She always did and, if she really wants a dangerous heel couple with us, she'll eventually stop it, too.

• I hope that this wasn't too soon for them to kiss, but it will have to happen eventually with them on-screen. Anyways... Here this is 👋🏻😘✌🏻️ •