Believe in Me

Chapter 23: Where to Go

Thursday:

"So Dean didn't come at all yesterday?" my cousin Audrey asked me.

"No," I muttered.

"Was someone a little disappointed?" Audrey said jokingly.

"Shut up," I said, giving her a playful shove.

"I wonder why he didn't come," Audrey commented, "It could be plane delays and stuff though."

"Yeah," I said in agreement.

"Trust me, he's kind of obsessed with you. I'm just putting that out there," Audrey added.

I laughed lightly, "I don't think he's obsessed."

"Whatever you say," Audrey mumbled before adding, "Oh, speak of the devil."

I turned around and saw Dean standing in the door. Audrey immediately walked over to him, "Where were you yesterday?"

"The doctor wouldn't let me in," Dean told her, "So I snuck in today."

"Weird," Audrey shrugged, "Well, I'll leave you two alone."

Audrey walked off. Dean waited for Audrey to get out the door before he walked over to my bedside.

"Hey, love," Dean said as he sat next to me, "How are you?"

I sighed, "I just want to get out of here."

"Do you know when you're getting out?" Dean questioned.

"Saturday," I muttered.

"Oh right..." Dean started.

I intervened, "So, when I'm out of here, can I still work for WWE?"

Dean smirked at me, "Well you're under contract, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I guess," I said.

"The moment you get out of here," Dean said, "We're going to find a ring and I'm going to get you ring ready. How does that sound?"

I felt myself smile, "I'd love that."

"So, I was going to say," Dean said, "When you leave Saturday.... where will you be staying?"

"Oh..." I paused, "I guess I haven't really thought about that."

"You have plenty of time to," Dean said, "But I just want you to know, I would love for you to come see our home."

We stared at each other before I said, "Yeah, I'll think about it."

Friday:

"You should really go home with Dean," Charlotte was telling me as she sat in my room.

"Maybe," I muttered.

"Gabby," Charlotte sighed, "I want you to listen to me. Dean is honestly one of the best guys that I've ever met," Charlotte said, "And you don't know about his past. He might like to tell you this himself, but I'm going too. Dean had an extremely rough childhood. In fact, it was so bad that he doesn't even talk to his parents anymore. Wrestling saved him, but that doesn't mean he didn't make bad decision along the way. He made a ton of bad decisions."

"Is this supposed to convince me?" I questioned.

"I wasn't done," Charlotte said, "Even with everything bad that has happened to Dean, just look at how he is now. He's one of the best gentlemen I know. And more importantly, he truthfully loves you. I can just tell by the way he looks at you."

I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.

"I know how hard this is for you," Charlotte continued, "And I know that it must be hard for you to wake up and suddenly have a new life, but trust me, Dean cares for you more than you could ever imagine and this is hard for him to. You just need to give him a chance."

"I'm trying," I said.

"I'm not telling you to do anything, but I don't think staying with Dean would be the worst thing in the world," Charlotte commented.

I nodded, "Charlotte?"

"Yeah, beautiful," Charlotte said with a grin.

"What happened with Andy and I?"

Charlotte's face turned to complete disgust, "I was really hoping that you wouldn't ask that."

"Please, Charlotte," I said, "And don't lie."

Charlotte sighed, "Ok.... well.... you went to Raw and the whole thing happened with the Shield and when you were gone," Charlotte hesitated.

"What happened?"

Charlotte shook her head, "Gabby, Andy cheated on you."

I flinched, "No."

"He did, I'm sorry," Charlotte apologized, "But I already knew you loved Dean before that. Within a month after that the two of you were together and you never looked back."

I looked away from her.

"You OK?" Charlotte asked.

"Yeah," I told her, "I'm OK."

Saturday:

"Have you decided who you want to go home with yet?" Doctor Johnson asked me.

I already had on a new pair of clothes and my few belongs were packed. Most were gifts from Dean.

"No," I muttered, "I don't know what to do."

"Just remember what I said," Doc said, "In the end it's your choice. Make it a good one."
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Sorry it was so short. Next one will be longer.