nah u got the wrong blog ma’am i’ll never be as pure as you but thanks, love. <3

wonderbvlla.

Nikki would never know how it feels like to be as beaten up as Sami was right now, but she knew one thing - her desire to help was growing, which may lead to something more then just a simple disagreement. But hopefully, it will all fall into place. “Okay, I won’t rush you. Just…”, squatting down in front of his chair, the brunette let one of her palms cup the side of his face, running her thumb over the stubble there. “This is so freaking weird, but I worry about you. Seeing you like this makes me want to cry… Man, I am so stupid…” In her life Nicole did some stupid things, but it never came to things like this. Taking one of the cleaner napkins from the Canadian, she used it to wipe some blood from his upper lip. Each movement was light and precise, as she cleaned him up, throwing those dirty napkins away.

      ^{“Nikki, you don’t have to-”      Sami cut himself off, deciding to sit still as he cleaned his wounds, realizing it really wasn’t necessary to be stubborn when she desperately wanted to help. There was no mistaking the guilt in her tone, in her expression with the words that followed. He liked Nikki’s kindness and easy-going personality, and he didn’t want to risk ending a budding friendship over something that wasn’t worth it. “You’re not stupid,”He started with a light shake of his head, a warm smile that he hoped conveyed his understanding lifting his cheeks.      “You just have a big heart, s’all. That’s nothing to be ashamed of. I appreciate the concern. Thank you for everything.”}

wonderbvlla.

It was almost cute actually, to see him play this “tough guy” act in front of her, which was amusing. Sure, the trainers would always have something to say about either of them not heading straight to them when something happened, but now was not the time to argue. “Clearly, you’re not fine. Yea, time heals but not in this case. Let’s be honest here, it would be better if you go in there now and let them check on you, so tomorrow you will be cleared. Who knows what will happen with you on RAW? Maybe you will get that big match that you’ve been waiting for. Plus, if doc will be annoying you too much I will kick him in the face… Please! It would make me feel better to know that you’re fine.”

        ^{With an exasperated growl of annoyance coursing from chapped lips, Sami then slumped his frame back against the seat behind him in expressed irritation, an action that he instantly regretted as agonizing discomfort radiated against his bruised lower back, causing a pained yelp to flow into the confines of the room. Calloused digits gripped tightly upon the chair’s arms either side of the ginger’s frame as he tried to manage and push past the pain, allowing azure hues to clench tightly shut as no more words were spoken for a few moments; even if they were on the tip of his tongue. As the misery radiated against his bruised and broken spots began to simmer down slowly, Sami allowed the lids of brown orbs to flicker open gently, not even gazing towards the Bella as she spoke, stare directed against the tiled flooring.      ”L-listen, I promise I’ll go to the trainers, just not right now. I need to relax first. I took a lot of bumps in that match. Gimme a second to calm down then I’ll go, okay?”}

wonderbvlla.

Her eyes stayed on him the entire time, watching and waiting. Something wasn’t right, and when the ice pack came off, Nikki knew that things weren’t looking good. “From the looks of it, you need to go and see the trainer, because all that blood you keep losing will bite you in the ass later, when they won’t clear you for RAW”. The worry was back again, making the brunette think quickly about how she can help Sami right now. “This may be weird but who the hell cares, right? Can you stand? Because I plan on helping you get to the doc’s office, like right now, no arguments.” Placing one of her hands onto the males shoulder, the Bella Twin placed some more tissues into Sami’s palm with her free hand so he could at least temporary stop the blood.

       ^{Agony radiated against Sami’s lower body as he sat against the discomforting seat, unable to cease from fidgeting in his sitting. It was a few moments of paralyzed silence before Sami shook his head once she was done speaking, unwilling to go see the trainers because they only pestered him with questions rather than actually help. Yet - that was the only motion the ginger could offer out in his frazzled state that made any sense in responding, the rest of the words that spilled from chapped twin-flesh continued in their labored, confused expression, unable to regain a normal trail of thought process.      “No, Nikki. I’m fine. T-they say t-time heals all wounds, right? It’s best if I just sit here and let everything dull out.”}

wonderbvlla.

Something was telling her that it was not only a bloody nose that was bothering him, because his attention was elsewhere right now. Maybe there was a mild concussion, but for that to be true, Sami needed to see their doctor. But for the time being, they would continue their conversation so to speak. “Truth be told, I like your company, probably more then I should of. Plus, I hate Kevin and his buddy Chris with their little “male Laycool” vibes, so… It’s way more interesting to hang out with you”. Sure, after the show everybody was planning on celebrating, but not in her case. “As much as my girls wanted to drag me into some club or whatever to get celebratory drinks I will pass. That big and comfy bed in my room is calling my name. What about you mister?”

       ^{“I’m plannin’ on going to bed too, but I might have a little trouble with that…”      he drawled out, taking off the ice pack and putting it down next to him. Calloused fingers lifted to prod his nose gently, checking for damage. They came away damp, stained red. Lowering his head, he pinched his nose shut to stem the blood flow, taking breaths through parted lips. The initial sharp pain had dulled into an uncomfortable throbbing along the bridge of his nose, but for a wrestler who’s suffered much worse, this was nothing. Besides, he had something – someone – far more important to address.      “With all this pain, I doubt I’ll be able to get comfortable enough to go to sleep so I dunno what I’ll do. ”}

wonderbvlla.

“News go around here pretty quickly thankfully, or maybe not. But I heard Miz run his mouth near the doc’s office and when doc asked about where are you, he said that you went back here”. She wasn’t about to say that as soon as Mike and his wife left, she asked for an ice pack to take with her and simply went on the lookout for him. “Why you ask? Honestly, I don’t know. There’s something about you Sami, that makes me want to stick around and make sure that you’re fine. Does that bother you?”, leaning against one of the production boxes, the brunette watched him with one eyebrow raised.

       ^{It took longer than it usually would have for Sami to process the other’s words, the gears in his brain grinding against each other at a tortuously slow pace. He blinked wordlessly at the older woman as the seconds ticked by, what felt like an enormous effort needed just to pry his eyelids apart after each blink. Finally, fragments of a reply pieced themselves together in his head, and he said,      “No, it’s–”      A pause, another yawn.      “–fine. I was just wondering, that’s all.”  Sami may not be the brightest bulb in the box, but many would agree that he had an above average emotional intelligence, allowing him to read people and see through their facades better than most others could. As such, he decided to leave the matter alone.      “So, what’re you planning to do once you get out of here?”      He asked with as much enthusiasm as he could muster–which unfortunately, due to his exhaustion, wasn’t a lot.}

wonderbvlla.

The need to check on Sami came out of nowhere. It’s not like they were the best of friends or whatever but lately, she found herself being interested in him. They both had this die hard never give up attitude, which was a rarity nowadays, so it was nice to see someone, who wanted to show everyone, that he is worth it. Seeing a bloody nose was nothing new, hell, she had her tooth knocked out one time, and it hurt like a bitch, so she knew the feeling. “Thanks”, with a small smile, she placed a tissue in his hand, waiting for him to clean up some blood and placed a small ice bag onto the bridge of his nose. “Here you go. Now just relax and take a breather. You did really good out there.”

       ^{“Heh, thanks. Though, I’m a little disappointed at the outcome.”      It wasn’t necessarily untrue but Sami felt himself crack a small smile as he looked up at her from his perch on the chair.   Blood was trickling from his nose, but that wasn’t the only area that was damaged. He knew he was worrying her by getting hurt so   often   but he had a job ; to rise out of the ashes, and Sami was not going to shy away from it to avoid getting hurt. Once the blood was wiped away, he felt the ice back on the bridge of his nose which caused a great relief.      “Why’re you doin’ this, by the way? How did ‘cha know I was in here?”}

      ^{He was sure he looked   awfully tough   sitting in a vinyl fold up chair nursing a bloody nose.  Bruises were already blooming across his face as he stared up at her.  Sami was used to this  —-  he was used to the pain ; he was used to the humiliation of losing a fight or getting the shit beat out of him.  Sighing, Sami closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair.   He wasn’t ready for a lecture and he sure as hell wasn’t ready for Nikki to ask him a million questions about what happened, though the concern was always appreciated.} 

       ^{“Hey there, Nikki. Congratulations on the win. You did great.”      Despite the pain he felt, he managed to bring out a smile and a cheery tone, trying to keep the focus of the conversation on her and not him.} 

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wonderbvlla.

Even without saying anything, Sami’s face said it all. Yeah, the lighting wasn’t the best, but Nikki knew all too well how he felt. Her situation might not be like his at all, but they both knew how it feels when you fight against the system, that already established a role for you, and you don’t like that role much. “Let me tell you that with how they treat you, you manage just fine. I wish Bryan would of traded you to SmackDown.” The one thing that the Bella Twin would of never believed is that Foley would of traded Sami for Eva Marie. “And you’re welcome. Just…don’t give up. That’s all they’re waiting for to make you feel even more down.”

        ^{His smile falters a little a her question, tightens around the edges of his mouth and the corners of his eyes. He shakes his head, eyes flicking briefly to the ground before he meets her gaze.      “Something’s gotta give. I’m gonna rise from the ashes, I promise.”      That last word was soft, but uttered with conviction; Sami never made promises lightly, never made one he didn’t do everything in his power to keep.      “I dunno if I’m gonna go on Smackdown or just wait for a big opportunity to come to me on RAW, but-”      he broke off, shooting her a hopeful smile.      “I have a feeling this year is gonna be good. I know it’s crazy ‘cause I’ve gotten off to a rocky start with Braun on my case, but nothing lasts forever, right? Having faith in my self is the least thing I can do. Can’t bring myself down, y’know? Nothing gets me nowhere.”}

wonderbvlla.

“Exactly - you fought back, you won’t back down no matter how big the obstacle in your way is. That is what makes you fearless, for me at least it does”. They both were stubborn, not backing away from a challenge, especially when others keep saying that it is impossible to achieve. “What if that opportunity arrives at the royal rumble match? Imagine how would it feel to eliminate that giant from the match!” Sometimes, opportunities come at weird situations, but Nikki was sure that Sami will capitalize on it no matter what. “I always believed in you, even when others around me were saying that you won’t get far. You can and you will pull through, after all, they call you the Underdog from the Underground for a reason”.

       ^{At the mention of him not backing down, Sami’s smile faltered, and for a brief moment his eyes flashed with the emotions he’d been bottling up inside. He was weary, exhausted both physically and emotionally by all the beatings, and he was glad the darkening evening sky provided some cover in terms of hiding the bruising under his eyes. Nothing ever got him down, Sami made sure of that, but these were some trying times, and they were taking their toll on him. How long he was going to be able to keep it up?  Quickly, he pulled his lips back up into a smile.      “I’m-”      He paused, searching for the right words.     “I’m managing, Nikki.”      he finished, lamely, warm smile still in place.      “Thank you. That really means a lot.”}