P A I G E
Right now, the only thing I could think about is Dean. I left him alone. What if he's hurting himself?
The mere thought of ever leaving him alone again made me a nervous wreck. I was dead set on protecting him from this cruel world.
My phone dinged.
'From: Angel Boy 👼🏼
Thank you Paige. I appreciate everything. But you don't need to worry about me. I'm bound to explode one day.'
Hearing those words made my heart shatter.
I was about to respond when Renee walked into the room to drive us to the arena for the Smackdown taping.
We sung along to our favorite oldies in the car, laughing at one another. I loved my best friend but no matter what, Dean was always in the back of my mind.
Renee could tell something was wrong but I dodged her questions. The real stripped version of Dean Ambrose was my little secret.
I walked into the arena and saw him. He was wrapping the white tape around his wrists and fingers. I saw him look up at me and my entire world stopped.
He was my world. His eyes were glossy from crying and he looked at me with such sad eyes. My heart yearned and I hurriedly walked over to him but was stopped by Nicole.
"Hey beautiful. What's up?"
I held back my growl of irritation. I loved Nikki but now was the worst timing.
"Nothing Nic. Just about to get ready for my match."
I desperately tried to say goodbye but she just kept on talking and talking.
My eyes were locked on him. I wasn't letting him leave my sight from now on. It sounds overprotective but I'm not giving him a second to breathe until I know he's just fine without me.
"Listen Nicole, I've got to go. But I'll see you later?"
She smiled and walked away and my legs were screaming at me to go to him.
"Dean, have you been crying again?"
He was focused on wrapping his tape but I knew he heard me. He was avoiding the question.
"No.."
His voice sounded so small and frail, I wanted to reach out to him.
"I know you have. You don't deserve to cry. You deserve to smile love.."
For a second I thought I saw a smile. It'd been so long since I saw that gorgeous smirk across his face.
"I'll see you later Paige. Try not to miss me too much."
My heart stopped as he winked at me. Chills ran up my spine. This was the Dean Ambrose I was used to.
The cocky, arrogant Dean. But even I knew he only put that mask on when he wanted to break down.
He towered above me, snaking his arm around my waist. I felt his cool lips make contact with my forehead before he walked away.
Dean Ambrose was going to be the death of me.
I sighed and kept carrying my bag to the area the Divas were assigned.
"Paige, you aren't wrestling tonight. Charlotte is fighting Sasha Banks and Becky Lynch is fighting Brie Bella."
Stephanie informed me of this as I walked in. I hated nights like these. Nights when I didn't wrestle.
I was always aware they could happen at any time but I dreaded the idea of them. All I wanted to do was be in that ring.
They announced that Dean was wrestling in a tag match with Roman against Luke Harper and Erick Rowan.
Their match was the main event so I simply walked around, conversing with my coworkers.
Renee, Seth, and the Bellas agreed to watch Dean's match with me. Seth was obviously going to since his boyfriend (Roman) was in the match.
"Come on guys, it's on."
We all grabbed chairs and sat in front of the flat screen television.
Luke and Erick came out first and then Roman. My heart melted when I saw Seth smiling and basically giving Roman heart eyes. They were my number one ship.
Then Dean.
I tried to ignore my heart speeding up at the sight of him. He smirked at the camera and walked confidently down the ramp.
Seth nudged my arm and winked at me.
"I know you and him have been talking."
I sighed and rolled my eyes playfully.
"I've just been comforting him when he has those panic attacks."
"Please. He talks about you like you're god. He's always had feelings for you, you know. He just doesn't know how to express them the right way."
I blushed as a smile graced my face.
"Well maybe I have feelings for him too."
We turned back to looking at the screen as we all shared laughs over inside jokes we've created over the years.
Soon enough, the match was over and Dean had won. Solidifying the win with a Dirty Deeds to Luke Harper.
Seth and I smiled as we watched our crushes through the screen. Technically I was the one with the crush since Roman was already Seths.
The door opened and in walked a very sweaty Samoan and lunatic fringe.
I had to literally hold back the drool when I saw Dean. His shirt had been ripped open and was hanging from his jeans.
Roman walked over to Seth, enveloping him in his arms and sharing a loving kiss.
I couldn't help but thoroughly eye his toned body and I mentally cursed at myself.
"Like what you see?"
This Dean use to make me grit my teeth together. But now, this Dean held such a strong attraction that I had to contain myself.
I knew the real Dean now. Not all of him but it was him opening up to me that let me know he wasn't as fine as he claimed to be.
"I do actually."
The girls whistled around me and Seth nudged my arm, making wiggly eyebrows at me.
"You gonna do something about it?"
His challenge made my heart speed up and my blood go warm.
I playfully stood up on my tip toes to his ear and slid my hands around his bare waist. He shivered and bit his lip and I begged myself to not put action to my words.
"Maybe I will."