Roman
I was infuriated after hearing the news about Charlotte and Seth being the ones to cause Ashley's coma after watching the entire security footage. I'm thankful enough that Sasha found Ashley when she did and called for the ambulance.

I was heartbroken because I watched the woman I loved get hit in the back with the steel chair. But what angered me the most was hearing how Charlotte and Seth laughed about it and never shown any remorse.

Unfortunately, I had Raw in a few days and I didn't want to leave her side. All of us needed to be in the arena due to WrestleMania and we all had to begin our feuds. It hurts me knowing how much Ashley wanted to participate in WrestleMania this year. But because of Seth and Charlotte, it's impossible for her to compete in the ring, even if she did wake up anytime soon.

"Just wait until Raw, I am not letting them get away with what they've done to Ashley!"

I looked across the room at everyone and then looked at Ashley.

"I promise you that I will get them for this." I kissed her forehead.

My phone started to ring and it was none other than Hunter.

"What is it, Hunter?" I asked, followed with a huff.

"Alright, I understand that you guys are in the hospital with Ashley, but we need all of you to attend Monday Night Raw to start your feuds. Roman, you already know that you're feuding with Brock Lesnar. Daniel, Dean, Dolph, we need the three of you to participate in the ladder match for the Intercontinental Championship. As for John Cena, we need him to be in the United States championship match against Rusev. Nikki and Brie, we need you to face Paige and AJ Lee in a tag-team match. It's urgent that all of you come in on Monday. Especially you, Roman."

He hung up. I was sitting down in a chair with my head hung down with my hair covering my face, I didn't want to leave Ashley to herself.

"Roman, I promise that the doctors will take care of Ashley and let us know what happens."

"You're right. I'm just worried because what if she wakes up and I'm not here to be with her?"

"I'm unsure about that, but cheer up. I know that she'll be in good hands."

"Thank you, Ambrose."

Monday Morning

I hated having to leave my girlfriend in the hospital while she was in a coma. I listened to Ambrose and went with him and our friends to Raw.

"Are you sure she'll be alright?"

"You have my word, Mr. Anoa'i."

I let out a sigh and walked with Ambrose to the car and drove off to the arena to prepare for Raw.

"Look man, she'll be alright."

"What if someone or something causes her to die?"

"Roman, I promise that she will be in good hands with the doctors and trust me on this, they'll call you if anything happens."

"You're right. I just love her so much."

"I know you do. How about we get something to eat?"

"I don't know."

"You need to eat, you haven't been eating as much as you used to, Rome."

"You know this about me, I get stressed out and it fucks with my appetite."

"I know so I'm going to get you a burger and I want you to eat it. Ashley would want you to eat."

"Fine...I'll eat."

Ambrose drove us to the McDonald's across the corner, and I ordered myself a burger to eat. I didn't really have an appetite, but he told me that Ashley would want me to eat for her if she were awake from her coma.

"Alright, we'll take two cheeseburgers and some water. That'll be all!" Dean said, ordering our food.

I remained silent until I seen Ambrose looking at me with concern in his face.

"How are you feeling, buddy?" He asked.

I scoffed, "How am I feeling you ask? Like shit."

"Dude, come on."

"I appreciate you trying to help me, Ambrose. I'm just worried sick about her."

"Roman, this isn't like you."

"Things change when you really love someone."

When we pulled up to the window, the employee handed us our bag of food. I watched Ambrose pull out a McDouble for me and some water.

"Here's your burger, Roman. Eat."

"Alright."

I unwrapped the cheeseburger and started to eat. I haven't fully eaten a meal in several days after worrying about Ashley. I was hoping that soon she would've awaken from her coma. She hasn't been out this long before and I was beginning to grow worried.

After we had something to eat, we headed to the arena and I felt uneasy seeing everyone surrounding me after I walked inside.

"How's Ashley?" Dolph asked.

"Look, I don't want to talk about it."

"Roman, we're just concerned." Rusev said.

I stormed into my locker-room and ignored everyone. I just wanted to get Raw and SmackDown over with for the week. I refused to work house shows for the time being until Ashley was awake.

RAW - March 2nd, 2015

"It's finally time to get this show over with." I sighed.

Hunter walked in with a smile and patted me on the back.

"Roman, I came in here to inform you that you're going to be interrupting Seth Rollins' segment towards Jon Stewart and you're going to have an outstanding main event against him tonight."

"Hunter, I don't want to see Seth tonight."

"Well, Vince wrote the script...so you're going to have to deal with it, or else face the consequences of getting fired. We wouldn't like that, would we?" He smirked.

I sighed, "Whatever."

I had to hold myself together. Seth caused Ashley's coma along with Charlotte. I knew they were doing this to me to get underneath my skin. I wanted to tear him apart tonight, but I didn't want to get fired for causing harm towards him. I had to act like everything was fine in front of the TV cameras. In the meantime, I put on my shirt, black military pants and combat boots and lastly, waited for my cue.

I rolled my eyes in disgust when I watched Seth come out with that stupid smile on his face.

"I have just received word that New Jersey's own, Jon Stewart, has wrapped-up filming his little comedy show for the evening and he is on fact on his way right now to Monday Night Raw to confront me." He cackled.

"Hey Jon, look, I know you've got a TV in that limo of yours so let me give you a warning. So unless you're on your way here to get down on your knees and beg me for forgiveness, you should just probably turn right back around and don't show up here; because I'm not some comic-foil for your amusement, Stewart. This isn't some Jerry Lawler-Andy Kaufman situation, alright?"

The crowd kept chanting, "You suck" throughout the arena and he kept smirking.

"Tonight, I'm going to show the entire world, Stewart. That I can do your job far better than you can. Because I am the future of the WWE. I am Mr. Money In The Bank, I am the hand-picked shining jewel of the authority and unlike the Daily Show where they give away their tickets for free, every single person in a seat tonight paid to see Seth Rollins!"

My cue came on and I needed to make my way down the crowd as my theme hit. My blood was boiling on the inside as I picked up the microphone to snub him with a smile on my face.

"Alright, so you..." I said and then he cut me off.

"Hey, no, no look I know what you're gonna say, alright? You're gonna tell me that you're gonna be the next WWE World Heavyweight Champion, is that right?"

The crowd booed and he laughed.

"Well, Jersey agrees with me because guess what? You can't beat Brock Lesnar. I can beat Brock Lesnar and I can beat you."

"You can beat Brock Lesnar? Because last time I checked, you had a chance at Royal Rumble, but you couldn't get the job done."

He looked down in disappointment.

"But don't worry, I'm gonna give you an opportunity but the only question is are you man enough to cash-in that contract and beat me and Brock Lesnar in the main event of WrestleMania? Can you do that?"

He glared at me while holding the briefcase in his grasp.

"I could do that, or I could wait until you and Brock Lesnar tear each other to pieces; and then maybe I could cash-in on whoever is left standing. Or maybe I could wait until the night after WrestleMania where the entire world will be watching Monday Night Raw to watch the fallout. Or maybe I could do what I've done this whole time and bide my time and cash-in when the champ least expects it. Or maybe..."

I put my hand onto his microphone and looked him dead in the eyes with anger.

"Or maybe I could just punch you in the mouth right now." I said.

He shoved me and I punched him in the mouth. J&J Security tried to attack me. I threw them off of me then and I landed a spear into Jamie Noble's ribcage. Seth looked at me with his hand over his mouth.

"Bastard! You'll get what's coming to you!" I shouted.