As soon as the lighter hit the floor, the liquid ignited and the flames shot up to the roof. The flames danced about inside the door frame and filled the room with bright light and smoke. Fire alarms began ringing and I could hear screams from inside the building. I prayed the others had got everyone out in time. Eli's grip on me hadn't faltered, he was still holding me in place and there was no way of me moving out of his grasp. He let out a small chuckle into my ear as I froze in fear and astonishment. He'd actually gone and done it. The front of the WWE's training centre was now in flames and he did not have a care in the world. He didn't care that people could have been inside, he certainly didn't care about the cost or the emotional state this will have on everyone employed there. He really just wanted to cause as much trouble as he could before he got take away and he couldn't care who got hurt in the process – which only terrified me even more.

"You don't need to do this." I tried to look at him behind me whilst he still held me in place. I could just about make out his smile and his eyes lit up by the fire.

"What do you care?" He spat back, pulling my arm closer to him so he could whisper in my ear. "Or is it that you just care about this place?" I tried desperately to show no emotion so he didn't know if I was affected or not. It was the poker face I'd had to perfect for a long time, so I was hoping it would fool him.

"I'm just saying, this isn't the Eli I knew. He wouldn't sit and wait to be caught!" I tried my best to play it cool, reminisce and distract him for as long as I could. The police and fire departments really needed to hurry the hell up. I wanted to make sure he got caught and went to prison, I wanted him to feel what I felt when I had to stand up in front of all those people in court and plead my case. He'd done so much wrong and gotten away with it, I finally wanted him to see what consequences his actions would bring.

"Well the Eli you knew is long gone. Just like the Chloe I knew." He spat, finally letting go of my arm and shoving me away from him. I stumbled forwards, closer to the sheet of heat layering the front of the building and turned back round to him, an expression of shock on my face.

"What? What are you talking about?" I cocked my head at him. I held my arms out in front of me as if to say he needed to explain what he was saying.

"You've gone back to your old ways, Chlo." Eli sighed as if I was stupid for not knowing what he was saying. "When I first met you I was surprised. You talked the talk and walked the walk but you felt too guilty and upset when you actually hit someone. I built you into the fearless woman you were. Then you met these idiots and went straight back to the beginning, back to your old self. Pathetic really." He carried on as if he was giving me a lecture about how to live my life. To be honest, I was barely listening to a word he'd said but I had to keep him distracted. I folded my arms across my chest and pretended to look offended.

"Well you're hardly the same person you were when I met you." I said, making a good point. "Everyone grows up and changes." He rolled his eyes.

"They change but they don't revert back to their old ways as soon as a guy is on the scene!" He emphasised the last few words. Was I sensing jealousy?

"Maybe I was just realising that hanging around with you and fighting people wasn't going to do much for me in the future?!" I said, beginning to get frustrated at him cutting me down just because he was having a bad day. I turned back and pointed towards the inferno that was greeting us instead of the front of the building. "What the hell has doing that achieved? What have you gained?"

"Satisfaction." He smirked. "Now they won't turn people down just because they are a little strongminded."

"Strongminded?" I retorted, hoping he was joking. "You got into a fight, that's being reckless not strongminded." I shook my head. The sirens were close now, thank God. Any minute now they'd be with us and he wouldn't be able to go anywhere but the back of a police car.

"They ruined me so I ruined them... So what?" Eli smiled like he was pleased with his actions. I could tell he wanted to wind me up too but I wasn't falling for it. I was staying as calm as I could while the building behind me blew up in flames.

"You're unbelievable." I shook my head, disappointed in him. The guy I'd looked up to so much in the past had now crumbled and changed right in front of my eyes. He was different, crazy, unbothered.

The police cars and fire trucks pulled up at the side of the road and Eli looked behind him then back to me with his mouth agape. He couldn't believe I'd done it to him, he couldn't understand how I'd managed to distract him for so long or just how quickly the emergency services had arrived. I could read his face like a book.

"This is the police. Put your hands in the air!" They shouted as they got out of the car, the firemen running past us with the long hose to try and extinguish the fire before it became uncontrollable. I could already tell the damage was going to be enough that they wouldn't be able to use that entrance for a while. Eli had done what he wanted to do, put them out of action for a while so they'd remember him. Eli stood opposite me, his hands remaining firmly by his side, just looking into my eyes. The firemen turned the hose on and the noise of the hose expanding shot past me until the water sprayed out of the hose, finally dampening the flames. "Put your hands in the air!" I urged Eli to do what they said, to make it easier on himself but I knew he wasn't going to listen.

"Put your hands in the air, I'm asking you one more time." Another police officer asked but Eli just smirked at me and shook his head.

"Eli just do as they ask, for fucks sake!" I cried out to him, dropping the act and the poker face. I rubbed my hands over my face in frustration before running them through my hair. "Please?" A policeman walked over to him and stood behind him, a taser in one hand and a baton in the other. Obviously Nikki had spoken about him in a bad enough light that the police thought they'd need weapons.

"Get on the ground." The policeman ordered. Eli let out a smile and stretched his neck from side to side, scrunching his hands into fists. Please don't do this, Eli. Eli spun around and punched the policeman in the face, aiming straight for his nose. The crack sent a shiver down my spine as I put my hands over my mouth and let out a whimper. 'Sorry about your face too. It's not a proper break.' The words he'd said to me only minutes ago went around in my head. He knew what he was doing, even if it was impulsive. When he kicked me, there was no crack like the policeman had just experienced. He definitely wanted to break his nose. A small smile creeped onto my face as I realised I had a lucky escape from having my nose broken and I'd like to think it was because Eli still thought about me in a decent way and didn't want to hurt me as much as he thought he did.

"Get on the ground! Put your hands up now!" The policemen ran around the car and towards Eli, their faces full of anger and hatred. He'd hurt one of their colleagues, possibly a good friend. They weren't going to let him get away with it easily. Two more officers stood either side of him, their batons drawn. Eli smirked once more at me, before looking at the two police officers. As he spoke he kept his gaze on me, just to make sure I was listening.

"I'm not going to get on the floor, raise my arms or get into your fucking car. You're going to have to make me, pigs. I'm not giving up that easily." And with that, he threw his first punch at the first officer.

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