Minutes later, I'm ranting to Baron about Lillie's little fit in the lobby while we're now back in our hotel room.

   "Can you believe her?" I asked him, practically screaming. "She has some nerve, tell you what!"

   "I know, El, and I'm sorry," he tried cutting in, quietly adding.

   "And she thinks that what I did to protect her was a way of taking the title from her?" I continued, on the verge of ripping my hair right out of my head. "She's got to be kidding me!"

   "She's angry right now, baby, so give her some time to cool off for the time being," he tried telling me, sitting on the end of the hotel bed. He was rubbing his knees, trying to calm himself, too, as well. "Just come sit down, so you can calm down, too."

   "I can't when I'm angry, Baron," I pointed out to him, still fuming. "I... Can't..."

   He cleared the spot beside himself on the bed and patted it down. "C'mon," he said, signaling for me to sit down. "Take a moment and cool off, yourself."

   So, alas, I take a seat next to him and take a huge deep breath as well. I felt better knowing he's always around and keeping me company in these hard times, especially now that my best friend and I are probably never going to make up again. It's depressing.

   Hanging my shoulders, I sighed and murmured: "I feel like the whole world has turned on me. My best friend... Everyone."

   "That's not true," he whispered to me before he placed his hand on my knee, which jolted electricity up on my leg and throughout my whole body.

   I bit down on my bottom lip and reconsidered telling him what was weighing heavily on my heart right now. Well, what's been on my heart for some time now.

   Sighing, I placed my hand over his that was currently on my knee and slowly leaned in. I whispered to him: "Lillie might be right. I am falling in love with you."

   I didn't know how he would react to this or where it would lead to, as I've never really properly thought this out before until now. It didn't officially hit me until Lillie said it, at least.

   Before I knew it, he was leaning in, too, as he softly said to me: "I think that I might just be falling for you, too, El."

   Then, before what he had just told me sank in, we both equally began to lean into each other. His eyes slowly started to close, so mine did the same, too. He placed his right hand on my left hip while his left traveled up to my right shoulder.

   We crashed right into each other, our wandering lips smacking against the other. I was busy running my hands through his long hair to notice that he was practically ripping off my top, running down my arm as my black bra strap revealed itself.

   My shirt was still on, but was making its dramatic curtain fall down my shoulder. He kept rubbing that spot, in particular, like my shirt was going to magically disappear out of nowhere.

This is it, I had thought. He's really going to leave his wife for me. And: Lillie's wrong, for once.

His hands suddenly leaped down from my shoulders to underneath my shirt. Each one of his hands were cupping my breast, that was still currently being protected by my black lace bra. He was smothering me with all his kisses and hands over my breast.

Alas, I just decided to take my own shirt off to his advantage and he smiled through our kiss. He was happy, I had thought before stripping off his t-shirt next. This is supposed to happen like this. And: We're in love... Right?

As my shorts somehow get slid off, I'm lying there in my matching black lace bra and panties. He's now down to nothing but his dark boxers.

We were lying side by side on the bed together with his hands all wrapped up around me while mine were around his neck.

This is good, I was thinking. This is going to be okay. We're in love.

With my body being completely exposed and his as well, we had never been so connected before in our whole time of knowing one another. This is good, I choked down, closing my eyes out of pleasure. This is great.

Baron towered over my nude body, taking the time to examine it, with his eyes leaping from going up and down – repeating the process time and time again. I tried to cover myself, feeling completely exposed and almost disgusted at how I looked underneath all the layers of clothing. I've always felt this way, anyways.

"Stop," he whispered, leaning into my ear. "You're beautiful."

I didn't want to ask the stubborn question of I am? Yet, sometimes, I didn't know it. Seth never told me. At least, not enough. Whoa... Seth?!

No, not Seth. Don't even think about him! Especially when I'm with Baron...

We're now completely naked, ready to get it on, all while being tangled up under the sheets. His hands are all over my bottom, rubbing it all up and down, and I'm practically moaning over just that action alone.

But... It doesn't happen. That's all that it gets to before I strike up heaving, just like I'm about to have a panic attack.

Baron sat up beside me and quizzed, "What's wrong? Are you okay? I thought that was okay?"

I just frantically shook my head and stammered out, "I... I don't know. I just... I can't do this right now."

What if it was Seth? Would you be willing to do it, then? Shut up, thoughts!

Nevertheless, I stumbled out of bed and began to put my clothes back on. As I'm putting them back on, he's asking every question under the sun. What's wrong? What did I do? Is it something that I did? Ellie, talk to me here!

Alas, once my clothes were on, I waved off all of his questions and exclaimed: "I'm sorry, but I need to get out of here."

He jumped up and out of bed, letting everything hang out. No shame, I mentally noted. "Where to? What did I even do, baby?!"

"I don't know. I just gotta go, Seth!" I hissed, trying to leave. Then, I stopped in my new place and breathed out an unsteady sigh. Oh, my God. Tell me that I didn't just do what I did...

"What?" Baron calmly and softly, totally taken back by what I had just said. He came closer after I've noticed that he's put his boxers back on. I had already turned back around, seeing how confused and angry he both was altogether. "Seth?"

I shook my head slowly and breathed out, "Not Seth. Not Seth. I didn't mean to call you that. I'm so sorry, Baron, but I've got to go."

"Where? To see Seth?" he called after me as I've already opened the door. I turned a little and seen him looking completely lost in confusion. He looked really sad, most of all, to be honest. "You might of lost your only best friend, but you've got me now, Ellie. You don't need Seth anymore."

"Baron, I..."

He was now standing directly in front of me as he placed his hands on my each shoulder of mine. I was looking away, but he had his eyes directly on me. "Stay. Please, El? For me?"

Then again, I would always choose him. So, I just sank right back into his arms and let him take me away. Because, if he hadn't stopped me just now, I would've ran back to one person who could make me feel so alive, yet so dead inside at the same time... Seth Freaking Rollins.

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