“Looks like that gut buster from off of the top rope may have hurt Rollins more than we think.”

Sami and I looked on at the monitor provided for superstars to watch the PPV from backstage.

“Do you really think he's hurt badly?” Sami asked from beside me as we saw Seth walking slowly back up the ramp holding onto his ribs.

The crowd giving him a standing ovation once the match was over. Claps and cheers heard from backstage as all of us superstars started to clap as well. Much respect towards the ex-Shield member.

“That top rope gutbuster looked pretty brutal to be honest.” From the corner of my eyes I could see Vee and a doctor run towards Seth once he made it backstage.

I wish she could run up to me like that some day..

Some superstars would go up to Seth and congratulate him and pat his back while others went back to packing their stuff to leave.

“Shall we congratulate the hound?” Sami asked, looking over at me. I looked over at where Seth and Vee were with a doctor. Shrugging my shoulders we headed their way.

“I'm okay, Mendoza. Just calm down, okay?” Seth smiled over at Vee as she looked unsure of his answer.

“Well, I'll still schedule you an x-ray appointment to see if everything is okay, just to be sure.” The doctor said before leaving as we stood in front of Seth and Vee.

Seth looked over at us, his posture tensing, but wincing a bit as he held his ribs again. Vee noticed, but didn't say anything for Seth's sake.

“What do you two dorks want?” Seth looked at us with a scowl.

Here we go again.

Sami straightened himself as he glanced at me then at Seth, clearing his throat before answering. “We just wanted to say what a great match that was out there.”

Seth looked at us skeptical before nodding his head. “Thank you. Can you believe I was this close to snatching that title away from Owens if it weren't for that jackass of Jericho that came out and interrupted my match?” He said making his pointer finger and thumb centimeters away from each other as he spoke, shaking his head.

“Maybe if you didn't stab your Shield brothers in the back, you would've had some back up.” I mumbled under my breath hoping Seth wouldn't hear me, but for my bad luck he did.

“What did you just say wuss breath?”

Shit fuck...wait what? Wuss breath? Didn't McGill say that to Karp in the first movie of The Mighty Ducks?

“Are you going to let him call you wuss breath?” Sami whispered to me, nudging my arm with his elbow.

I growled lowly, sizing up Seth as my testosterone started to flow through me like straight fire. “I said, maybe if you didn't stab your Shield brothers in the back, you would've had some back up. Then at least you would've been WWE Universal Champion by now and not all alone like the hound you are.”

I stood there glaring daggers through his eyes as he looked back at me with a death glare. Sami and Vee looked shocked as they looked back and forth from Seth to me.

It wasn't until I realized that my head flew to the side and I was on the ground, punches being throwing my way as I heard Sami and other superstars yelling and trying to get Seth off of me. I was able to get one punch to his jaw, catching him off guard as I flipped us over. I started to punch him back.

“TJ stop! TJ!” A voice yelled. I stopped to look over at the source of the voice. Vee.

Another punch was thrown my way before I was pulled away and held back along with Seth who was being held back by referees and superstars.

“Hey, let me go! Ima beat you up Terkins! Ima beat you up to a bloody pulp! You hear me, Terkins! You'll be laying on the ground unconscious with a pool of blood surrounding you once I'm done with you, you little bastard! Let go of me!” Seth yelled, struggling to get free from the grips of the referee's and superstar's holding him back.

I growled struggling also with the superstar's that were holding me back also. “Little? Who you calling little? At least I don't have to hide my size behind my ego and arrogance! And by the way, it's Perkins, you dumb fuck!” I yelled back at him, only making him more angrier than he already was.

“Why you son of bitch!” Seth launched himself at me, escaping the hold he was in by superstar's and referee's.

We were at it again. Punching each other as hands were trying to separate us from each other from hurting ourselves more than we already were.

“What the hell is going on here?! Break it up now!” A voice boomed over everyone yelling at us to separate.

Not until I break his other ribs and his jaw.

We were once again pulled back away from each other as Mick Foley stood in between us. By now the entire male locker room and other staff members had created two giant circles, prohibiting us from beating the living crap out of each other.

I breathed heavily trying to regain my breath, looking over everyone and in search of Vee.

Where are you angel?

“What the hell has gotten into you both?” Mick asked, glancing in between Seth and I from in the middle huddled by superstar's and staff members.

Oh, you know, just high five-ing each other in the face with our fists. No big deal.

“It's Terkins, who started all of this!” Seth shouted, pointing over at me the best he could as he winced in pain.

Childish much?

“You mean Perkins?” Mick corrected. At least someone knows my last name.

“Whatever. That dumbass over there!”

“Hey, this dumbass has a name, you fucktard!” I yelled back over at Seth. Some superstar's and staff that were holding me back let a small chuckle out before composing themselves.

Mick rolled his eyes before turning to some medical staff. “Please take Mr. Rollins to the medical room and have his ribs checked out. Ms. Mendoza.” He turned to look over at where Vee stood off to the side, a frightened and panicked look on her face.

Poor baby girl.

“Please take Mr. Rollins back to the hotel and make sure he doesn't come near Mr. Perkins.” Vee nodded at Mick before looking over at me. A look of concern flashing through her chocolate brown eyes.

“Mr. Perkins, I will talk to you tomorrow at Monday Night Raw before the show in my office.” Mick said before walking off down the hallway and disappearing out of sight.

Medical staff helped Seth walk towards the trainers room before stopping and turning around.

“Mendoza! Move that ass of yours and come help me will you?” Seth yelled at Vee, as she took one last glance at me before walking off in a hurry towards Seth to help him walk to the trainers room.

Fucking asshole.

“Man, I thought he would be more considerate with Vee after what he told me last night.” I turned towards the voice and saw Roman Reigns standing there, rubbing his beard with one hand and the other on his waist.

“What?” I asked confused.

Roman turned towards me and smiled, holding his hand out for me to shake. “Roman Reigns, pleasure to meet our Cruiserweight Champ.” He said smiling as I shook his hand.

“TJ Perkins, pleasure's all mine. So, you were saying something about Seth?”

He nodded his head in approval, shifting from one leg to another. “We were out getting drinks and he just started talking about Vee and how he really has a thing for her. The guys got it bad for her. Talked about his ideal future with her and what not. It was too much lovey dovey crap for me so I asked him what he was going to do about his so called love for her. He responded with saying he wanted to ask her out, but didn't know when the right time would be. Thinks that she would reject him and friend zone him like Dean.” He chuckled loudly before composing himself.

“Man, you should've seen Dean's reaction. Ambrose fucking lost it. He punched the first guy he saw in the nightclub after he got friend zoned by Vee that day. The poor guy drinked his anger and broken heart away that night. Worst hangover he's probably gotten in his life.” Roman shook his head at the thought.

I frowned looking down at my shoes. He can't have her. What if she actually says yes to him? What am I going to do then? Kidnap her? That's not a bad idea, but I don't want to go to jail right now.

“Don't tell me you like Vee also.” Roman asked in disbelief. It was written all over his face also. I clenched my jaw, looking anywhere, but at him.

Roman sighed deeply, shaking his head and brushing his hand through his still wet hair. “You know, Seth's going to do anything and everything in his power to get you far away from Vee once he knows you like her also.”

I won't let him.

“Did you not see what he did to Finn Bálor? That wasn't planned by the writers or by Triple H. He did that because he found out Finn was getting close to Vee and was scared she was going to leave him. He even threatened Ambrose who's the lunatic fringe with ripping his limbs from his body by using ropes attached to saddles on horses. Not that it fazed Dean, I mean he's been threatened more times than one can count, but my point is don't try to get caught by Seth unless you want to be in a hospital bed with a body cast on and having to drink water from a straw while an old nurse helps you pee into a bucket or use a catheter.”

Disturbing and gross information. Thanks Roman.

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Wrote this at 4:31am, sorry if it's crap..

3rd semester of college is taking a toll on me with exams, sorry for not updating until today you guys.

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