Crazy : A Dean Ambrose Fanficton✔️

"19th..."Dean sighs, Glancing back at Roman.

"Aren't you gonna be exhausted?"I ask, Remembering the Last Man Standing match he'd made for himself.

"I might be... But I've gotta prove that I deserve to keep that title."He smiles turning around and coming to a halt.

I sigh and grab his arm,"You don't have to prove anything to anyone."

"You wouldn't know. You've only lost 2 matches. Anyone would be lucky to have you as the champ."He sighs, Rubbing his arms as he folded them.

"That's true."Roman sighs, Placing his large hands on my shoulders.

"Dean...I do know."I sigh, Shaking my head."I have title matches every single week. Do you know how much that takes out of me?"

"I get that but when have you ever had to really prove yourself?"He says, Raising an eyebrow.

"Every damn time I get in the ring, I have to prove myself."I say, Clearly getting annoyed as I stare at him, Glaring at his face.

"Okay... Um. I think we all know that both of you have to prove yourselves."Roman says quickly, Stepping in front of me. Again one of the many times I was so glad Ro was there.

"I just don't get why you decided it would be a good idea to have a Last Man Standing match, Right before you go into a Royal Rumble match."I ask, Looking at Dean and raising my eyebrows.

"Sometimes that's the only way to end a rivalry."He frowns, Then pulls a sadistic smile,"And I'm sure gonna enjoy beating him until he doesn't move anymore."

"Does sound great."I smirk at him, I hate to admit it but it really was hot, When he talked about beating people up.

"Just don't kill him, Dean."Ro sighs, Patting Dean's head.

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"Ugh."I groan, Sticking my tongue out,"I hate this..."

"Doesn't everyone?"Dean sighs, Walking me over to the Social media lounge.

"I'm being honest. I'm really feeling the nerves now."I nod, Sucking my lip as I look up at him.

He smiles and grabs my arm,"You have nothing to be nervous about."

I nodded my head. Of course he would say that. I really didn't need this interview tonight...

"Please welcome, Diva's Champion Emily."Renee smiles as I slowly walk on next to her.

"Hi Renee."I smile, Trying to give off a seemingly confident aura.

"So, You have a No Disqualifications against your old friend Vicky."She says, Looking straight at me and pointing the mic."How are you feeling, Leading up to the match?"

"Honestly... I'm ready. I know that I can take everything she could even try to throw at me."I say looking from Renee, Straight into the camera hoping to send a message to Vicky, Hunter and whoever else wanted some."No Disqualifications just makes it 10 times sweeter."

She sends me another quick smile before looking back into the camera.

"Finally."Brie moans loudly, Rushing towards me,"I was looking for you."

"Um. Why? What's up?"I ask, Rubbing my shoulder.

She laughs with a warm smile,"You always look so nervous. I was talking to Nikki and she suggested... that we have a girls night out?"

"I don't know Brie... Everything's just really chaotic right now."I sigh looking at her pout and batting eyelashes, "I really hate you sometimes but fine, I'll do it but only as a celebration."

"Good because if you said no, Nikki would actually kill me."She smirks before Dean buts in.

"Do you really think that's a good idea, especially after No Disqualifications match?"Dean asks, Raising both eyebrows.

"Seriously, You... You of all people are going to tell me not to go out with my friends."I sigh, Shaking my head and turning back to Brie,"Don't worry, I'm going."

"Alright. I'm gonna head off, Good luck in your match Dean."She smiles before walking off towards catering.

"Oh...Shit, I forgot your match was first..."I moan, Sending him a glare."I wanted us to chat."

"Um...What about?"He asks with a small smirk.

"Nothing like that... Doesn't matter anymore."I say, Leaning against the wall and slowly sliding downwards. "How long do we have?"

"We have... About 12 minutes."He sighs, Looking up at the clock then sliding down the wall next to me.

"I'm ready for that match."I nod, Turning towards him. "I keep realising that I keep thinking about what could happen. And not about going to happen, When I smash her face in with a chair. Or when I break her ribs with a ladder."

"Calm down..."He chuckles nervously,"I know you hate her but you don't actually want to kill her."

"No...I just want to seriously injure her."I say seriously, Looking straight at him." I don't care how far I have to go... I'm keeping My Title."

"Hey, You two Lovebirds."Seth says walking, Or should I say hobbling himself down the hall with his crutches.

"Hah. Very funny, These two Lovebirds are talking about breaking peoples ribs."Dean laughs, Looking up at Seth.

"Kevin's Or Vicky's?"He asks, With a small chuckle.

"Both." We say simultaneously, Before looking at each other awkwardly.

"Oh Sethy. I was meaning to have a chat with you."I point out, Raising my eyebrows at him,"About the thing we were talking about the other day."

"Oh. Okay."He nods, Joining us on the floor and placing his crutches next to him.

"What is 'The thing you were talking about the other day'?"Dean asks, Rubbing his messy hair and looking between Seth and me.

"Seth?"I say awkwardly, Not knowing whether it was my place to to him.

"It's nothing... It's just about me not being able to wrestle."He sighs, Giving Dean a little smile to let him know he was okay.

"Oh. Sorry..."Dean says, Sending him a small smile."Anyways I should head to the gorilla."

"We'll walk you."I say, Slowly getting to my feet and pull Seth up.

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They lock up and both exchange rights. Dean pushes Kevin to the corner. Kevin suddenly takes over the match, Tossing Dean Into the corner, The going in with a big right hand and chops.

Dean asks for more and gets in some chops of his own, Then hitting him with a running bulldog, Before Kevin rolls out of the ring.
Dean flys through the ropes with a suicide dive that sends Kevin over the announce table.
Dean pulls him up and hits him with a sledgehammer shot and then tosses Him back over the table.

Owens scrambles back to his feet and stands back up, Before hitting Dean with a low blow using an iPad. Dean grabs his crotch, Clearly in pain But sucking it up as sends Kevin back first into the steel steps.

The referee starts the count as Kevin struggles to reach his feet, He finally gets up at 4. Dean grabs a kendo stick and starts cracking away at Him.

"Geez!"I gasp loudly, Turning around as two hands clamp down on my shoulders.

"Sorry."Seth smirks, Sitting down next to me and looking up at the TV,"How's it going?"

"Okay... I guess."I shrug, Keeping my eyes on the screen as Kevin superkicks Dean, Sending him down to the floor, Then picking him up and cannonballing him through the Timekeeper's Barricade,"Yeah... I take it back, Maybe not so well."

He chuckles, Looking over at me."He'll be fine."

"I know but I'm more worried about that low blow with the iPad."I laugh, Looking back up to see Kevin driving a snapped kendo stick into Dean's chest.

"Shit..."Seth winces, Rubbing his chest. Whilst Kevin hits a massive splash on Dean, Then pulling him up and into the ring barricade before the ref can start the count.

"Poor baby."I pout with my eyebrows furrowed as Dean gets chairs to the back until he is left in a heap.

Kevin climbs back into the ring and sets up a chair, Where he takes a break.

"Is your match after this one?"He asks, His eyes moving quickly from the screen back to me, Watching as Dean hits a big clothesline from the ropes.

"Nah... Mines before the actual rumble match."I explain With a little sigh each time he got hit with another chair.

"Good. I have time."He smiles, Standing up and pulling up his crutches.

"Time for what?"I ask sending him a nervous smile.

"I wanted us to finish what we were talking about earlier."He sighs, Looking up at the TV once again.

"Sure, In here or...?"I ask, Standing up and looking over at him then at the TV once more, As Dean hits a back body drop on the chairs.

"Stairs."He says, Opening the door and moving very quickly for someone who was practically crippled.

"Fine."I sigh, Following him out and slowly closing the door taking one more look at the TV.

"You still feel ready?"He asks, Slowing down a little.

"For my match?"I ask, Watching him nod,"Yeah, I guess. I have no reason not to."

"That's good, Gotta keep that confidence up."He smiles, As we finally arrive.

"I know I'm gonna win."I sigh, Sitting down on the 3rd step.

"You know I believe in you."He says, Sitting next to me and taking my hand in his.

"Seth. If you didn't believe in me I'd hit you and your bad knee."I chuckle, Pointing at his leg.

"You know... When I first met you, I never knew that you'd be like this."He explains, Rubbing my thumb and looking at me directly in the eyes.

"Um... What do you mean? What did you think I was like?"I ask, Not knowing whether to be offended or not.

"I thought you would have been like every other girl on the roster, And honestly I only talked to you to get to Dean."He continues, Looking almost guilty.

"Are you trying to annoy me or is this going somewhere?"I ask, Feeling hurt. He only talked to me so he could get to Dean.

"My point is."He sighs, Shaking his head."You're special."

"I thought that was obvious."I laugh nervously. Knowing exactly what he was trying to say.

"I'm not joking."He says his face serious."I don't deserve to have you in my life, Because I lied."

"Seth..."I sigh loudly, Shaking my head,"Stop..."

"I lied... I told you that I slept with Vicky because I was lonely."He nods, Looking down and not making any eye contact.

"Why? Why would you do that...?"I ask, Feeling betrayed... Disappointed, I don't know...

"I did it because of you. You are the only one I want. I wanted to make you jealous and for you to feel... What I feel."He explains, Choking up as he looks up and stares into my eyes.

"All I feel right now-"He cuts me off with his lips crashing into mine.

What the hell was wrong with him...

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"Em?"Roman calls, Knocking on my locked door. "Your match is starting soon. Are you alright?"

"Yes. Roman I am fine."I sigh loudly, Standing up and taking a deep breath before opening  the door and failing to make my escape, As I collided straight into Roman's arm.

"Why's the door locked?"He asks, Looking down with a suspicious glare.

"I hate to sound rude... But I have a very important match to get to."I say, Putting on a small smile and completely averting the question.

"Great. We can talk about it on the way there."Roman smiles, Knowing he'd caught me out.

"Please. Listen, I just don't wanna talk about it."I practically beg him.

He sighs and nods his head,"Fine... Just promise me you're okay?"

"Ro. I will be fine."I nod at him." Did Dean retain?"

"You haven't seen him?"He asks, Clearly surprised.

"No... I was a little busy."I say, Raising my eyebrows,"Why?"

"He's in medical."Roman sighs, Watching me as I realise what happened.

"Please tell me He's okay."I breath, Looking directly in his eyes. Then turning around and practically running to medical

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I wait outside the door with Roman watching me intently.

"If it makes you feel any better, Kev got off 10 times worse than him." Roman broke in, Not making me feel better, Just making me more nervous.

"No. Roman, It really doesn't."I frown at him, Then look from the door back to Roman,"I seriously can't take this."

"This stress isn't good for you-" He starts but gets cut off by an angry looking, Bandaged up Dean bursting out of the door.

"I'm gonna fucking kill him."He growls angrily, Before I wrap my arms around him and kiss his chest,"What's going on?"

"She was worried about you."Roman chuckles, Clearly thinking my fear was stupid.

"Yeah... Sorry babe."He laughs, Kissing my head,"They made me go to medical."

"It's okay. Next time send someone to tell me."I sigh, Still not letting go.

"You didn't watch?"He frowns,"That was some of my best work."

"I watched the beginning, But..."I start, But stop myself. I still couldn't get over what Seth did. I just didn't understand.

"It's fine. We can rewatch it later."He smiles, Tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear, As Vicky's intro rings throughout the arena.

"I'm really not in the mood for this match."I groan, Wrapping my arms around his neck.

"At least you can relax after and wait with me."Dean smiles, Kissing my lips gently. I swear, He could actually make me forget everything.

"Walk me?"I ask, Looking between both him and Roman.

"Of course."Dean says, Taking my hand and squeezing it gently as we walk over and up the stairs of the gorilla. "You ready?"

"Eh. It's now or never I guess."I sigh, Taking a deep strained breath.

"We'll both be watching."Roman says, Trying to encourage me,"I'll make sure he doesn't fall asleep."

"Thanks, Ro."I smile, Taking another breath before throwing open the curtains and walking out onto the ramp, Looking around at the crowd as I hold my Title up high.

I nodded to myself and slowly skipped my way down to the ring, Climbing through the ropes and climbing the turnbuckle to once again show off the title.

I jump down and turn to face her, Maybe my biggest competition in this company. Even seeing her stood in front of me made me feel all jittery inside, Maybe it was nerves.

Jojo Introduced her and then me, Before the bell rang loudly and I practically leaped on her, Smashing her face into the floor, Then up into the turnbuckle, Then again back into the floor. I roll out of the ring and pull up the apron. Tables? Kendo sticks? Chairs?

I threw chair after chair into the ring, Hoping to hit her with a few. I quickly roll back into the ring with a chair tightly gripped in my hand, Then raining down on her with chair shots.

"You like that?"I shout loudly,Getting a huge pop from the crowd, Before she sweeps my legs from under me, Sending me face first into a pile of chairs. Yeah, That hurt...

Next thing I know its her raining down the chair shots. I reach around for a weapon until I finally grab a chair and jab it into her mid-section, Before rolling out and pulling out a kendo stick from under the ring. After stalking her around  the outside I finally hit her with it, Getting immense satisfaction as the welts begin to show on her skin.

She ends up turning around faster than I'd anticipated and she pulls the stick out of my house and smacking it across my back and then slamming my head into the ring post, She then pulls me back into the ring and makes a cover.

1.2

I slowly sit myself back up but my jaw gets met with a hard kick, Sending me down again with another cover.

1.

She watches me as I get back to my feet, Before she goes for a neck breaker, I counter and give her one of my own. I pull her back to her feet and climb the ropes, Hitting her with a Tornado DDT, Then climbing the ropes again  and hitting a splash. I go for a cover.

1.2

I keep my eyes on her as I set up some chairs in the centre of the ring, Then grabbing her and hitting a Powerbomb on the chairs. I go for the cover but then stop, Picking her up again and hitting another Powerbomb on the ruined chairs, Then going for the cover.

1.2.

I look up at the ref, Who points at her foot on the rope. I pull her up, Jerking at her long hair and throwing her into the turnbuckle, Hitting a forearm and following that up with a running bulldog. What was it gonna take for me to put her away?

I pick up the kendo stick from earlier and began hitting her again, Taking pleasure from each cry of pain she made. She tries to struggle away but I pick her up again and put her up on the top turnbuckle and position her for a superplex, I go for it but she counters and turns it into a sunset flip, Making me land directly on my neck, She then goes for a cover.

1.2

I reach out and take the rope in my hand, Then bringing both hands back to my throbbing neck.

She sees this and pulls me up and hitting me with two swinging neckbreakers in a row, Then watching me get to my feet and hitting me with a backbreaker and a cover.

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"Stay the hell down."She shouts, Slapping my face, Then pulling me up and putting me on the top rope, Preparing for a superplex of her own. I reverse hers into a sunset flip, But landing on top of her and pinning her.

1.2.

She kicks out strongly, Pushing me off her and ramming me shoulder first into the ring post. She pulls me up and hits me with a Northern Lights suplex into another cover.

1.2

I get up quickly and hit an enzuigiri off the top rope, Then pulling her up and hitting a headscissor takedown, Which I'll admit looked really cool. She rolls out of the ring and recuperates a little, Before I fly out of the ropes and hit her with a suicide dive.

I clearly didn't hit her very hard and she grabs me and throws me into the barricade, Then the steel stairs, Then back into the ring as she jumps up onto the apron. I get to my feet and run at her full speed and spear her off the apron. I climb up, First onto the apron, Then up onto the top rope and hitting her with a diving moonsault.
The ref begins to count and we both try to get to our feet. I get there first and slowly roll back into the ring as the ref continues to count.

She finally gets back in the ring and barely beats the count at 9. I climb out the ropes and climb the rope again, But this time she drop kicks me right in the face sending me down, Off the ropes, Hitting my head on the steel steps and crashing down on the floor.

I open my eyes as the medical staff gather around me, Asking me if I could continue and checking on me. I push them away and roll back into the ring, As Vicky pulls me up and hits me with a sharp DDT. I roll over and look at the small red puddle under my head, Watching as each drop fell. I wiped my head as she pulls me up again, This time locking in the Octopus Hold - My hold.

"Tap! Just Tap!"She screams as she tries to increase the pressure.

"No..."I groan back, Really feeling the effects of the match."I will... Never... Ever tap!"

I struggle and try to move towards the ropes to get her off me, But instead fall to my knees, Not weakening the hold at all.

"Come on, Tap!"She shouts again as I shake my head, Feeling very lightheaded.

I begin to elbow her ribs with my free arm and jab her as hard as I can, Trying to release it. After a long failed attempt I try to roll her over onto her shoulders.

1.2

Finally, She releases the hold and I grab her and hit her with a big boot, Then picking up a chair and missing a shot. She rolls me up and I roll through and roll her up.

1.2

She grabs a chair and repeatedly jabs me in the ribs with it, Then crashing it over my back until I fall to the floor and she climbs the ropes, Then comes down with a double knees.

I roll out and take a quick breather as the medical staff try to stop my head bleeding.
She follows me and I roll into the ring, Before climbing the ropes and missing a Hurricanrana from the top rope.

She pulls me up, Kicks me in the stomach, Hooks my arms and hits it.

1.2.

The crowd pretty much explodes. That may have been the closest kick out I had ever done.

She picks me up again and hits me with another Dirty Deeds.

1.2

"What?!"She screams at the ref.
I roll over to the side of the ring and struggle to my feet as I'm met with a wicked spear, Lighting a fire in my ribs and making my mind go black.

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My eyes crack open and the light and muffled sound bursts in. I touch my burning head and feel the stitches holding my skin together. My eyes begin to well up and a single tear falls down my cheek.
"You're awake." The trainer smiles, Passing me a cup of water.

"Yeah... Where's Dean?"I ask, Looking around the room and noticing Dean's jacket on the chair.

"I asked him to wait outside."He sighs,"Are you in any pain... Apart from your head?"

"My ribs."I groan as I prop myself up,"They hurt pretty freaking bad."

"Em?"Dean calls, Knocking from outside the door,"Babe?"

"Can you let him in?"I ask, With a little sad smile.

"Sure..."He chuckles,"I'll come back in a bit with some bandages but until then keep this ice on them."

The trainer slowly cracks the door open and Dean bursts in.

"Hey."He says, Sitting on the side of the bed and looking me up and down.

"Is it bad?"I ask, Pointing to my head.

"It's much better now."He nods,"You really were bleeding everywhere."

"I was?"I laugh,"I saw the blood, But I thought it was only a little."

"You've never been more attractive."He chuckles, Placing his hand under my chin and kissing my lips.

"Where's Ro?"I ask, Breaking our kiss and taking a large gulp of water.

"Royal Rumble match?"He sighs, Shaking his head.

"Oh. I forgot about that."I groan, Leaning over and kissing his cheek, "Put the TV on?"

"Sure."He sighs, Getting up and putting it on and seeing Kofi coming out at number 10.

"Your 19th right?"I ask, Looking up at his wet hair and bandaged shoulder.

"Yep."He nods, Looking up at the screen as Ryback gives a big body drop to AJ. Wait what?

"What the hell is AJ Styles doing here?"

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Ugh. Was that not the most awkward thing ever? I don't know why I did it but I did. Now I've screwed everything up between Me/I/Emily and Sethy.

And because I am just the most evil person, Yes. I/Me/Emily am no longer the WWE Diva's Champion... I know, It's sad, Feel free to shed a tear.

And now because I like making things harder for myself, Imma bring the Phenomenal AJ Styles into this, So I'm not really sure what I'm gonna do with that but it'll be something. Something Phenomenal... 😉😉... ihatemyself...

Just kidding... But anyway as I don't have school until Early January, I'm gonna try and keep updated as frequent as I can. So hopefully, I won't fail at that too...
🎄🎄Merry Christmas Everyone!🎄🎄

Emzo1864 xxxx