"How did this happen?" The doctor asks as he disinfects the cuts on my knuckles. I wince in pain, "I- I punched a mirror." I whisper feeling my face redden. "What? Why?" He asks as he wraps something around it. "We were playing and I moved out the way and she punched the mirror." Seth speaks up. I look at him and he looks at me sadly.

"Oh really now?" The doctor asks and I nod. "Hmm, well I wouldn't recommend wrestling for a week or two. Depending when you stop feeling pain. They're not major cuts so it's good, just be careful because it can get infected. " I jump of the stool and nod my head. "You may go now." I walk out the office with Seth. We see Jane and Mark and I panic, "Nicole. What happened to your hand?" Jane asks. "She hurt it, we were playing around and stuff." Seth once again saves me.

"Oh no. Will you be able to fight tonight?" Mark asks, I shake my head no, "Sorry. It kinda hurts really bad." Jane and Mark look at each other, "Hmm. It's fine, when do you think you'll be able to wrestle?" She asks, "Two weeks? Maybe?" They just nod. "Alright, we'll get ready Rollins you're on air in fifteen minutes." They walks away leaving Seth and I alone.

"Are you better now?" He asks and I nod. "I don't believe you." He says. He makes me look at him, "Promise me you won't let those comments affect you anymore." His eyes turn teary. "I don't know how to stop these thoughts. If thoughts could kill, I would be dead." I look down and he hugs me, "Don't say that. I promise, I'll make it better." He pulls away and holds my face, he leans in and gives me a kiss. A sweet gentle kiss.

He pulls away and I'm having mixed emotions. "I'm sorry for everything." He says. "Don't be sorry, it's not your fault." He puts my hair behind my ear, "If you would've told me I would've been there for you. Maybe you should see a psychologist."

"I'm not crazy." I say steeping back. "No, no, I'm not saying you're crazy. It might help with your emotions." I shake my head no. "No. I'm not doing that." He steps closer to me, "Okay. You don't have to. I was just suggesting it, don't get mad."

I sigh, "I'm not mad. I'm just kind of moody." He nods, "I understand. But we should get going, we should be on in about ten minutes."

"Oh gosh, I probably look hideous." He gives me a look. "No. You look flawless." I smile a little, "I still need to get dressed though." I walk to the locker room and get into my attire as quickly as I can. It hurts my hand but I have to hurry. Luckily the girls aren't here so they won't ask me what happened. I walk out the locker room and see a lady cleaning the mirror pieces from the bathroom floor.

I quickly walk by the lady and walk to Sandra, the lady who does our attires and makeup. "Sandra could you quickly put some makeup on, I'm on TV in like five minutes." She looks at my hand, "Oh geez, what happened to your hand? And I'll try my best to do it as quickly as I can." She starts applying some makeup, "I like punched something too hard." She hums as she keeps applying it.

"Nicole, four minutes!" I hear Seth say. "Sandra hurry!" She stops, "Don't pressure me now." I roll my eyes. She then fixes my hair in a pony tail. By the time Sandra is done we have a minute to get there. "Ready?" He says, I nod and seconds later Seth's music plays. He walks out grinning holding his briefcase in the air. I walk behind him as he gets on the ring.

"Hello, Manchester New Hampshire. Aren't you excited to see me?" He laughs, "Here hold my briefcase, Bella." He hands me his briefcase. "So apparently, on Raw that lunatic Dean Ambrose decided to attack me. He's so crazy, and delusional that he thinks he can beat me at Summerslam. Ha! He's out of his mind if he thinks he's going to beat me. He's nothing but a useless, crazy, attention seeking-" Seth is interrupted by Dean who runs out to him.

Seth quickly gets out the ring. I try to get out quickly and Seth grabs me by the waist and pulls me down to the floor with him. Deans in the ring, screaming in the microphone, "Why don't you come in here and tell it to my face? Why wait until Summerslam when we can finish this right here, right now!" The crowd cheers hysterically and Seth and I start to walk away. "No! You won't get that pleasure!" Seth screams.

Dean gets out the ring and Seth runs pulling me behind. "But I'll get you eventually!" Dean screams as we reach backstage.

"Well, now that that's over. I wanted to ask you something my beautiful, Bella." I hand him his briefcase back, "And what's that, Mr. Rollins?"

"How would you like to go eat dinner with me?" I feel my heart beating faster, is this considered a date? "I would love to." I say with a smile.

"Great! After smackdown, I'll take you to the hotel and wait for you to get ready." He grins and before he walks away he kisses my forehead.

I feel the butterflies in my stomach. Oh who am I kidding it's not even butterflies, I feel elephants!

I take out my phone and dial Bries number, "Hello? Brie! Guess what? Seth asked me out to dinner."