if the wwe universe was introverted with romance

mistake

i slowly close the door and dom places his foot in front of it. i glare at him and he asks

"are you alright? why is your makeup like that and why are you in your wrestling outfit?"

i try to shut the door but dom pushes it open.

i head to my bed and dom shuts the front door. he sits on my bed in silence as i turn over and cover myself again. he was silent at first, but then he spoke

"I want to thank you for filling in. i was anxious and exhausted. but i got my sleep and wanted to see you beat a.j. you did great by the way-"

"dom please leave-"

"did i do something wrong?"

"no-"

"so then why are you yelling at me?!"

I threw the blanket off and stared at Dominic. he just stared back at me. with the face he had. the same face he had when i first met him. the mysterious caring eyes. the eyes that were once his fathers puppet. the guy that was there when i needed him for my first match. dom looked at my arms and froze. i could tell what he was thinking. he looked at me and stated

"what did you do?"

he grabbed my arms and i pulled away. he sat next to me, and i began to cry as he unwrapped my arm. he just stared at my arms in horror. i gulped and began to cry harder.

the only thing i could say was

"im sorry..."