Chapter 59 : Broken-Everything
"No. Seth."I groan into the phone getting annoyed. I didn't wanna see him. Be near him. Nothing."Can you please stop and not call me."
"Is that how you really feel?"He asks quietly, Clearly feeling sorry for what he did, I could hear it in his voice.
"Yes Seth. You should be thankful I haven't told Dean."I sigh, Leaning my head against the wall. I hate this. Everything, Why should I feel guilty. Why should I let him make me feel guilty. He kissed me. "Now, Please. Stop calling me."
"If that's how you feel."He sighs. I can't let him make me feel like I did something wrong. Why do I feel bad for this?
"Yes. And you-"I start but stop as I hear the line go dead and a beep on my phone. A text from Seth. I'm packing my bags, Gonna go back home. If you change your mind call me.
"Well. Looks like it ain't just me havin' a bad day."A deep, Southern voice says. Who?
"Hmm. Oh. Hi."I say getting a little startled as my suspicion was right. Mr AJ Styles.
"Didn't mean to scare ya."He chuckles, A warm, Kind laugh.
"No. It's fine."I smile, Trying to seem confident. Yep... To say I was a AJ fan was an understatement.
"I'm AJ, By the way. Or you can call me whatever. I don't really mind."He smiles, Sticking out a gloved hand. I take it and smile back.
"Big fan."I say quietly as I remove my hand,"Sorry... I swear I'm not usually this awkward."
"Oh, that's fine."He laughs, Looking down at me,"So, What are you not telling Dean about Seth?"
"Oh... It's nothing."I smile, Trying to brush his question off,"So... What seems to be ruining the great AJ's day?"
"I was meant to meet Vince...Um A little while ago."He sighs,"An I have no clue where his office is."
"Oh. I'll take you."I smile, Walking slowly forward and turning back to AJ,"Don't worry. I did the exact same thing."
"Good. I didn't wanna feel like a complete idiot."He chuckles, Following behind as we walk along the hall and passing through catering before I feel a tap on my shoulder.
"Oh, Hey there Champ."Vicky smirks, Looking down at my title around her waist,"Oh wait... Oh. I forgot. You lost."
"Shut your mouth, Before I shut it for you. You move stealing...Bitch."I practically spit at her. Great first impression Em.
"Oh. Insults. How hurtful?"She laughs in my face,"The fact is, You lost. To me."
"Are you trying to get your teeth knocked down your throat?"I growl at her, Taking a step closer,"Try me...I dare you."
"Your tempting me..."She laughs, Raising her eyebrows.
"Hey. Stop it okay?"AJ sighs, Stepping in between us.
"Wow."She smiles in fake admiration,"You move on quick. First, Dean. Then Seth and Now AJ?"
"What the hell... Are you talking about?"I growl, Grabbing her by the shirt and watching her wince.
"Yeah... I know about your little rendezvous during Dean's match."She says quietly with a smile.
I let go and grab her by the neck, hard enough for her to get the message,"Nothing. Fucking. Happened." I growl in her ear, Before AJ pulls me off of her and out of catering.
"Was that really necessary?"He asks, Still holding on tightly to my wrist.
"You don't know her. You don't know what she does." I sigh, Shaking my head,"Sorry you had to see that. That's Vince's office, That one."I sigh, Pointing to the door saying McMahon.
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"Don't freaking lecture me, Dean."I groan, Shaking my head,"You're no better than me."
"At least I don't get the new guy involved."He says loudly, Taking a deep breath,"You can't go around making an example of yourself."
"Why does it matter who I get involved in my shit?"I ask, Getting annoyed with him.
"That new guy is trouble."He sighs, Furrowing his brows,"AJ Styles... What a stupid name."
"Jealous Dean?"Roman asks, Running his fingers through his long hair.
"Jealous? Jeal- Have you seen the guys' hair?"He laughs,"I don't think he has anything for me to jealous of."
"Stop... This whole entire situation is stressing me the hell out."I sigh, Looking up at him and shaking my head. It wasn't the situation at all. It was Vicky... Again.
"I... Sorry."Dean nods, sending me a little smile. Again with the guilt. Geez. He has no reason to apologise...
"No. I'm sorry. I'm just really tired."I groan, Rubbing my head and pouting at him,"Sorry." Great excuse...
"It's fine."He smiles, Pulling me into him and kissing my head.
"I can't believe I lost it."I sigh, Getting teary eyed and feeling Dean's arms tighten around me.
"Hey. Don't let it get you down."He sighs, Stroking my hair,"Ro lost his too."
"Wow... Thanks man."Roman sighs loudly,"I was tryna forget about that."
"I'm trying to make her feel better."He groans at him, Making me crack a little smile."Listen. You'll get it back."
"He's right. You still have your rematch."Ro says, as I look up from Dean's chest,"So don't waste it."
"It feel so damn wrong, Not having it..."I sigh, Shaking my head and burying my head back in his chest.
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"Listen... I'm sorry. I just wasn't feeling it."I apologise to Brie. I really shouldn't have blown them off.
"It's not me who's annoyed. I understand why you wouldn't have wanted to come out." She sighs, Folding her arms,"Just talk to Nicole."
"Sure... I will."I groan, I really did not want to deal with Nikki telling me off about not going for drinks,"I'll call her lat-" I pause and snap my eyes up at the monitor, Playing Vicky's intro and watching as she walks out and down to the ring wearing my title.
"Fucking hell..."I sigh quietly, I shouldn't have to deal with any of this, "I'm guessing this is probably gonna be about me."
"Yeah... I think you're definitely right."She sighs and rubs my arm, As Vicky holds up the title and brings the mic to her face.
"Last night... Was one hell of a night. Last night, Was what many may call the best match of my career. I might even agree."
"Kill me now."I groan, Turning and watching intently.
"And as you all know. I destroyed your precious Diva's Champ, And guess what? She lost... And this. This is mine."
I can't take this. I walked straight over to the gorilla, not stopping for anyone and ignoring Brie telling me to stop. I grabbed a mic off a producer and practically ran out through the curtains.
"You shut the hell up!"I shout, Breathing loudly.
"Finally... I was waiting for you to join me."She smiles and waves at me,"Why don't you come and join me in here?"
"Unless you want to have your arm ripped off and be force fed it for breakfast, I'd say you shut up."I say, Trying to calm myself down a little.
"Actually, I'd love to see you try. Because I'd love to see you fail again."She laughs into the mic and looks straight at me.
I take a step forwards and pause before, Sending her a smile,"I want my rematch. And I want it now."
She lets out a scoff and laughs,"Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean have you seen yourself?"
"Laugh all you want. I am going to Ruin you. I'm gonna beat you until you beg me to stop."I say, Keeping my face serious and straight.
"Is that what Seth said before you sucked on each others faces?"She asks, Watching me as I go stiff and my jaw opens slightly. The crowd is clearly enjoying this situation more than me. "Yeah... You didn't think I'd bring that up did you?"
I walk slowly over to the ring and climb up on it, I go through the ropes and look her in the face,"I'm having my rematch."
Suddenly, The arena fills with noise and I turn around to see Triple H's titantron appear and watch as He walks out, Mic in hand...
He sighs and shakes his head,"As much as we all would like to see that match... You aren't medically cleared to compete."
"I don't care whether I am cleared or not. I want my rematch, Tonight."I say looking straight at Hunter and trying to control my breathing cause honestly... I'm panicking.
"There's nothing I can do."He shakes his head and sends me a little smile,"Plus it sounds you need to have a little conversation... With a certain someone."
"I-"I start but get cut off as I get thrown through the ropes and hit the floor face first. I pull myself up and back to my feet before Vicky throws me into the stairs and then into the barricade.
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"Where is he?"I ask looking up into Roman's big grey eyes.
"Is it true?"He asks me his face hard and serious,"Is it?"
"Roman. Just please, Tell me where he is."I practically begged him. I swear this situation was going from bad to worse.
"He said he doesn't wanna talk to you."Ro sighs, Blocking the door.
"Is he in there?" I ask, Raising an eyebrow at him.
"No."He shakes his head at me and looks straight forward, Over my head.
I shake my head and sigh loudly,"Fine... Can I go in My locker room then?"
"Uh... Not right now."Roman says quickly, Blocking me from going in.
"Ro, I know he's in here. So, Just let me in."I groan, Folding my arms and putting on a frown.
"It's okay, Ro."Dean sighs from behind the door,"Just let her in."
Ro steps out of the way and I go inside, Closing the door behind me.
"Hey..."I say, Not moving from the door.
"Why?"He sighs, Not turning around,"Wasn't I enough for you? Was I not good enough?"
"What?!"I burst out, Raising my eyebrows and literally feeling my heart break in two,"Are you serious? You are perfect. Why would you even say that?"
"Maybe... Because you went behind my back and kissed Seth."He sighs, Finally turning to face me.
"I didn't actually-"I start, Shaking my head and stepping towards him, Before he cuts me off.
"You didn't actually kiss him?"He shakes his head with a sad smile,"You think that makes a difference?"
"Well... No but-"I start and he cuts me off yet again.
"But nothing."He sighs, Shaking his head and looking straight at me,"You still did it. Give me your phone."
"What?"I say, Looking at him and taking in his messy hair and sad eyes.
"Now."He says, Raising his eyebrows and holding his hand out."Give me the phone."
I sigh and place it in his hand,"What are you gonna do?"I ask him quietly.
"I'm gonna call that asshole."He breathes loudly, Clearly pissed off as he looks through his contact. Yes, I had it set as 'Lil Sethy boi'.
"I've already sorted it out, Okay."I say, Grabbing his arm."He's going home."
"I don't give a shit if you think you've sorted it out, Cause you clearly haven't."He says loudly, Turning and furrowing his brows.
"Dean, Can you calm the hell down?"I ask him. Why the hell was he acting like that? It's not like I slept with him?
"Me? Calm down?"He practically laughs, Looking like a mix of anger and surprise.
"Yes, You Dean. I told you I dealt with it."I sigh, Looking up at him.
"I would have been less mad if you would have told me, Instead of me finding out from live TV."He shakes his head again, This time moving my hand off his arm.
"I'm sorry..."I sigh,"I wanted to tell you..."
"Yet you didn't?"He laughs.
"Yes. I didn't, Because I freaking knew you were gonna react like this."I say loudly, Feeling my eyes burn a little.
"How do you want me to react?"He says, Clenching his fists,"Did you want me to say,'Oh that's fine baby.' No. You are mine. Not that assholes'."
"Stop."I sigh, Feeling the tears forming in my eyes,"I just wanted to make him feel better and he just kissed me out of nowhere. How was I meant to know he was gonna do that?"
"Did you kiss him back?"He asks, Looking straight in my eyes and watching as the tears fell.
"No Jon. I did not fucking kiss him back, Because I don't love him." I choke up, Turning around and wiping my eyes as I feel Dean's hand on my shoulder,"I'm going home."
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Why did things never go my way? Was I just that unlucky? Why does my heart hurt like this?
I sit up and look over at my buzzing phone on the table.
Just ignore it...
I shake my head and lie back down. Why did Dean have to be such an asshole sometimes? I sit up again and look over at my phone again. Who the hell was texting me?
I stand up and sigh as I walk through the hotel room and pick up my phone, Looking at the messages on the lock screen. All from Dean.
I place my phone back down not reading them and sitting myself down on the chair, Pulling my knees into my chest.
Again? I groan, Snapping my head around and picking up my phone. Another freaking text?
Dean: Jon? Really?
Dean: Sorry about earlier. I got mad and I should have just listened to you. Call me?
Missed call at 20:37
Missed call at 20:39
Dean: Baby?
I sigh and call him back. Geez, Why was everything so stressful.
"Em? You okay?"He asks, Sounding worried.
"If I wasn't fine, I wouldn't be calling you."I sigh, Frowning at the sound of his voice.
"Where are you?"He asks, Clearly ignoring my snarky comment.
"Where do you think I am?"I shake my head,"I'm at the hotel, Dumbass."
"Hey, Don't insult me."He chuckles.
"I'll do whatever I want, Or can I not do that either?"I frown and walk over to the mirror,"Cause it seems like I can't do most things."
"I didn't mean that okay?"He says, His voice sounding soft.
"Did you call Seth?"I ask with a little sigh as I poke my puffy eyes.
"Not yet. I need to calm down before I... ruin that asshole."He yawns, Making me yawn into the mirror.
"What time are you coming back?"I ask, Standing up, Walking into the bathroom and running the bath,"I wanna have a cuddle with my lil puppy."
"God..."He groans,"I'll be back after my match with Ro."
"Alrighty Baby."I sigh, Smiling a little. Does that mean we're good or?
"Love you, Okay?"He says quietly, Making me smile a little bigger. I guess so?
"I love you too. A lot."I smile back, Quickly hanging up and flopping down onto the bed and taking a breath.
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Wow... How interesting. No, I am completely joking. I simply cannot put my extensive vocabulary to work as you all can clearly see form this chapter.
Seriously what happened in this chapter...? Nobody knows... Not even me. I'm just that damn good.
Alrighty Then, Thanks for reading this chapter, Even if it looks like something a 3 Year old could conjure from the depths of hell...
Anyway... Next chapter, We are gonna find out when and where I/Me/Emily will get the Rematch. And if you are a reasonably intelligent person, Judging that the Royal Rumble has just gone and passed, Then you could guess where it's gonna be.
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