I frantically searched every locker room in the entire arena. I even checked the gents toilet, almost bumping into that short little tech guy coming out of one of them, but I still couldn't find Roman. He was absolutely nowhere in sight! Could he be? Was Roman avoiding me...maybe he too saw what happened out there tonight, and was either so mortified or embarrassed at what I had done, that he now wanted nothing to do with me. I already knew that doing what I did tonight would cause real ramifications in my life, but I made my choice. A choice that I still believe was the right one to make. I knew I could risk losing my career over it, which I did. And I knew I could maybe risk losing Roman, which I didn't want. I just need to find him first, and talk with him. Everything after that would be clear. But right now, I just needed to find him.

I was making my way back down the hall to the girls locker room area, when I had to quickly side step and hide in one corner, as Triple H was bounding down the hallway and he looked pissed!

''D'you find her yet?!'' he barked at one of the security guys.

''No man, I'll keep looking'' he replied.

''Yeah, you do that!'' Triple H gruffed, before continuing on down the hall.

Fuck! I thought holding my heart in fear. I looked down both ends of the hallway now, then when I felt the coast was clear, I quickly ran to the girls locker room and grabbed my bag, then just as quickly ran out again, taking the back stairs down the far end of arena, and out into the car park. The Chicago night air hit my face hard, and I had to run round a corner to stop from being knocked over by the strong winds. I used the opportunity to try and call Romans cell. I dialled over, and over, and over again, but no answer.

Dammit Roman! Where are you? I need you right now baby, more than ever! I thought sadly, and checked his last message to me again...

{Hey baby, we're gonna be staying at the 'Langham' hotel tonight. I sent you the link with the hotels address and details. I ordered us the deluxe suite beautiful😏...and I can't wait to make love to you later, I missed you so much! I love you babygirl xxx❤️❤️}

I could hear security and personnel filing outside the arena now. I knew they were all looking for me, so I ducked under a small breakaway in the arena gating, and ran about a half a mile down the road before I stopped to look back.

When I was sure I was in the clear. I quickly grabbed my phone again, and ubered a taxi to come pick me up.

''Where to Miss''

''The Langham Hotel please'' I told him.

Minutes later I was cruising down the road, window open, with the cool Chicago wind blowing through my hair.

DEAN POV:

''...you thought you got away with it?''

''Away with what?''

''With raping me...''

Her words just kept repeating over and over and over again I'm my head. How could Faith even think that I could ever do something so horrible to her?! I admit, I'm absolutely shocked that something like that even happen to her, and I'm sorry, I really was, but why would she ever think it was me? And what ''evidence'' was she talking about? I just couldn't wrap my head around it all!

I leaned back in the chair I was cuffed to down at the Chicago precinct, trying to stretch my legs a little from the uncomfortable position I was forced to sit in, while the lieutenant in charge decided what to do with me. Just get on with it already! I would die if a fan recognised me right now and started taking pics while I was freakin' hand cuffed to a god damn chair! I thought angrily. I also kept imagining my girls face as she watched Raw tonight. I guarantee Paige is probably gonna be more hurt and shocked about all this than I am, but no time to think about that now, as an officer about the size of Strowman came trudging over. He roughly un-cuffed from the chair, and dragged me up by my right arm ''Come with me'' he grunted.

''Hey buddy, do me a favour huh? Can you somehow let me go with a warning or something? This was just one big misunderstanding, the girl Faith, she's actually my friend, I just think she was confused about something tonight'' I insisted ''...and if I could just talk to her, I guarantee I can make her see sense'' I protested trying to reason with him.

We had reached a small jail cell now, with two other guys already inside. The officer took his keys and opened the door, then looked at me waiting for me to go in.

''Come on buddy, isn't there anything you can do?'' I asked again ''Hey uh, you look like a WWE fan, I could get you some tick...-''

''In half an hour you get your one phone call'' he said and with that he shoved me inside and locked the door.

Great! I thought as I sat down on the bench. I looked over at my two cell mates now...

''Dean Ambrose, Intercontinental Champion'' I grinned, extending my hand out towards them Ok...not the friendliest of people I thought, watching them both just glaring at me. With a heavy sigh, I flopped down on the opposite bench, just tapping my foot waiting in anticipation for the half hour to quickly go by so I could make my phone call. I decided it had to be Stephanie, 'cause I knew with her power and connections, she would find some way to get me out of this whole mess! All of a sudden, I heard a familiar voice....

''No, are you even listening to me!'' Seth argued at the front desk ''...he's a WWE wrestler just like me...no...his name is Dean Ambrose, actually type in Jonathan Good, yeah that's it and...-''

''Seth! Buddy! Over here!'' I yelled out to him. I swear I have never been so happy to see Seth in all my life!!

''Oh my god! You're in a freakin' cage man'' he said, turning to look at me with shock.

''No shit'' I moaned ''aww come here buddy, I'm so happy to see you!'' I cried, and he ran over and fist bumped me through the bars.

''Can't do that!'' the jail guard barked at Seth.

''Sorry man'' Seth said quickly stepping back ''So are you being detained?''

I nodded.

''OVERNIGHT?!'' Seth asked in shock.

''It might be longer than that bro...'' I told him honestly, leaning on the jail bars ''...you saw what happened right?''

Seth nodded, his eyes filled with great concern ''What was she talking about Dean? I mean you didn't....rape her....did you?'' he asked very sceptically.

''Noooooooooooooo!!! Of course not! How could you even ask me something like that man! Jeez!!'' I cried, and threw my hands up in the air with frustration.

''I'm sorry man, I know you wouldn't, I know...but I had to ask''

I sat back down again and buried my head in my hands ''Oh Paige, I just hope she knows me well enough to know I would never do something like this, and I hope she knows just how much I love her. My god I miss her so much right now'' I sobbed.

''Hey...hey...it's gonna be ok man, if you say you didn't do it, then you got nothing to worry about. So, they haven't told when you may be getting outta here?'' Seth asked again.

''No alright! They haven't told me a god damn thing! How could she do that?! Seriously man, you tell me, how could Faith accuse me of such a heinous act! I'm sorry that happened to her, I really and truly am. It's just I don't understand what on earth made her think it was me! I mean, she was absolutely fine when I picked her up at the airport earlier today, so what could have happened between then and now to make her think I freakin' raped her! Oh my god this whole thing is just one big crazy ass nightmare!!'' I yelled again, this time kicking the jail bars in frustration.

''Hey!'' the guard barked ''Keep your noise to a minimum Mr Good'' he warned.

''Yeah yeah...'' I mumbled under my breath ''Hey, have you seen Roman?'' I asked all of a sudden ''Maybe he can make some sense out of all of this, and tell me what's up with his girl''

Seth shook his head no ''So what are you gonna do buddy?'' he asked.

''To be honest with you man, what I'm being accused of right now, I really don't know. Rape is a very delicate subject, and even though I know I'm innocent, I still need to tread very carefully with anything I say and do. One wrong move...and I could land myself in even deeper shit than I'm in right now'' I moaned.

''Might be a good time to lawyer up'' Seth suggested.

''Right'' I agreed.

''But hey, congrats on becoming the Intercontinental Champion brother, at least you have that to be proud of'' Seth said trying to make me smile.

''Not according to these two'' I said nodding over to my two cellmates.

Seth looked at them, then looked back at me confused ''I don't get it'' he said.

''Never mind. So anyways, what you doing here man?'' I asked.

''You're my brother Dean, I came to see if there was something if could do to help. I watched the whole thing on the monitors out back, and I was just as shocked as you were! After you got carted away, Stephanie came out to the ring, and fired Faith in front of everyone!''

''REALLY?!'' I gasped,

''Really man''

''Oh my god, poor Faith...'' I said quietly.

''Poor Faith?'' Poor you! You're the one sitting in a jail cell right now, because 'poor Faith' accused you of raping her!'' Seth scoffed.

''Yeah, I know where I am man'' I said in frustration again ''But it doesn't take away from the fact that Faith is still my friend, and she's obviously going through something right now which I want to help her with, but first I need to talk to her, and I can't do that if I'm stuck in here...'' I racked my brains for a second, and had a quick solution idea of what to do ''hey man can you help me? I need you to do me a favour'' I asked Seth.

''Anything'' he said eagerly.

''Can you get a hold of Stephanie or Hunter for me? I need to have them bail me out ASAP! Then I'll be free to explain my side of things, and hopefully have Faith drop these ridiculous charges against me''

''Sure man, anything you nee...-''

''Jonathan Good?''

Seth and I both jumped when a deep voice called out my name.

''Here'' I said waving my hand at the officer.

''Mr. Good, the allegation filed against you by your colleague Ms Melrose is a very serious one, and coupled with the evidence she provided us with we wi..-''

''What evidence?! What did she give you that makes her think it was me?!'' I asked in desperation.

The officer juist looked at me amused ''I ask the questions round here buddy, not you'' he gruffed ''As I was saying, along with the evidence that was provided, we will need to keep you in overnight for questioning. I've also just got off the phone with your manager, a Mr Hunter Helmsley, and I understand that because of your profession, your actually meant to be flying out to Denver Collarado tomorrow? Well yeah that's not gonna happen buddy'' he smirked ''and don't think that just because you're a minor celebrity, that you can buy your way out of this. We do things strictly by the book down here in Chicago PD, so that means no bail for you, not until we're done with our investigation. A lieutenant will be by shortly to conduct the quest-''

''Wait! You don't understand!'' I protested ''She's lying! Well...I don't think she's lying about being raped, but she's definitely confused as to who did it, because it wasn't me!!! I didn't rape her dammit! You have to believe me!'' I begged.

The officer took a step closer, and glared at me through the bars ''The only thing if have to believe Mr Good, is my ability to keep scum like you off the streets!'' he hissed.

SCUM? I'm not scum! I thought angrily.

''Look I already told you people, I didn't do this!'' I cried ''I've been accused and vilified over something I know nothing about dammit!!'' I yelled, smacking my fists in frustration on the prison bars again.

''Back it up Mr Good! I'm an officer of the law, and I will react if I feel threatened, then that'll be two charges against you tonight'' smirked again.

I held my hands up in defeat, then flopped back down on the bench. The officer then turned and looked Seth up and down in a rude manner, before smirking one last time and walking away.

''I still get my phone call!'' I shouted after him.

''Yeah yeah yeah'' he said casually, still walking.

''Well, he seemed nice'' Seth said sarcastically.

''Doesn't he'' I said, rolling my eyes ''Hey man, you got a pen and paper?'' I asked all of a sudden.

''Not on me man''

''Try and get one would ya''

I watched Seth go back over to the front desk, then return with a pencil and paper in hand, trying to hand it to me through the bars.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

''What's wrong with y'all? You can't do that shit man!'' The jail guard growled, tapping the bars with his bludgeon as a warning.

''Sorry'' Seth said again.

''Ok, then write this down for me...'' I told Seth.