My crazy lunatic savior( dean Ambrose love story)

Best of both worlds

Seth's pov

"What do you mean you lost them?" I exclaimed to the idiot in the sheep mask.

He backed up behind bray a little bit as I started pacing the room clutching onto my briefcase tightly. It shouldn't be this hard to just get some girl!

"He got attacked there wasn't much he could do" bray yelled.

I stopped pacing," she's just a girl! I refuse to be out smarted here! That damn dean Ambrose just had to get in the way!"

Bray just started chuckling and I grew more agitated,"what's so funny!?"

"You fail to see the big picture here Seth. Everything has fallen into place right infront of you and you don't see it!" He laughed.

"What?" I growled.

"Think about it. Every time you mention anything about Cecily, every time you almost had her, who interrupted you?" He asked.

"Dean" I growled.

"And who was it that she was with at the fair the other night holding hands and protecting her?" He asked.

"Dean" I growled louder.

"Now why would a man who claims to be crazy and care about nothing risk it all to keep her protected? A nobody who he barely knew"

I was getting extremely annoyed until I began to realize what he was saying,"he cares about her"

"Exactly and by the way she was at the fair with him, I can say she cares for him." Bray smirked.

A wide smile grew across my face as a plan formed in my head.

"If you get to dean, you get to Cecily" bray smirked.

He was right. I was going to get the best of both worlds. My pride restored and dean Ambrose crushed.

A few weeks later Cecily's pov

Alright getting trained by your favorite wrestler of all time would be a dream come true for anyone and it was. Turning around and seeing cm punk standing in the doorway made me almost pass out. Now getting trained by him was just wow. Phil trained me every other day in a private gym here in Chicago. Aj was always there cheering me on and encouraging me, unlike a certain lunatic. I still did kinda feel bad, like I was going behind deans back. Hell I've barely heard from him or seen him since that night at the fair. He texts me now and then to check in and I can't really see him cause he's traveling. Today, Phil was showing me different grappling moves. Catching on pretty quickly, he smiled,

"Great job. Go ahead and get some water."

Breathing heavily, I nodded and slid out of the ring to my water bottle. Taking a drink, I dabbed some on a cloth and placed it around my neck enjoying the coolness. Taking a seat on the bench, I noticed I had a text from dean. Sighing, I read,

"Everything ok?what are you doing?"

That was basically what he always said. Our conversations never lasted long which hurt cause I really thought at the fair he liked me, but I guess I was wrong.

"You alright?" Phil asked sitting next to me on the bench.

I said nothing and just starred at my cellphone screen.

"Is it dean?" He asked.

Nodding, I chose not to reply to dean at the moment and sat it on the bench,"wants to know what I'm doin"

"What did you say?" He asked.

"Didn't reply." I shrugged.

"He still not know I'm training you?"he asked taking a drink of his water.

"No..." I sighed running a hand across my neck wiping the sweat,"and I can't help but feel I'm going behind his back"

"Why? He said aj couldn't train you and she's not, I am" he said twisting the Cap back on his bottle.

"I know, but he didn't want me to fight" I said.

"You're your own person, he doesn't make decisions for you. You dO. and it's a good thing to learn how to fight, you can protect yourself. Plus your damn good at it." He smirked nudging my shoulder.

Chuckling I took another sip as he said,"plus you'll be protecting him soon enough with how his past few weeks have been"

I flinched remembering every raw or smackdown recently has ended with dean getting attacked by the authority or the Wyatt's. All because of me. I knew Seth was trying to send me a message and it was clearly received. He was taking my problem out on dean and I honestly didn't know how much more I could take.

"You know raws in Chicago this week" Phil said.

"Yea I know" I whispered.

"I think you should talk to him" he said.

My head snapped towards him,"what?"

"Look I can obviously see how he makes you feel" he started which caused me to blush,

"And he obviously feels the same way about you"

"No he doesn't" I answered immediately.

"Trust me, I'm a man, I know this stuff. went through it with aj." He said.

Arching an eyebrow, he chuckled at my expression, but continued,"even though it may seem like he doesn't care, he does. He's texting you everyday to make sure your alright and he obviously doesn't want you wrestling..."

"I know.....cause I coup get hurt" I cut him off.

"No...well yea that may be part of it, but that's not all." He smirked.

Ok now I was really confused.

"He doesn't want you fighting cause it would mean you wouldn't need him anymore" he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Look we are guys, we're protective of things we care about. Especially when that thing is threatened. It becomes our duty to keep whatever that is safe. It's like an obsession...and if that thing can take care of itself, we are pushed away to watch. That is why dean is the way he is" he said.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I may not be apart of wwe anymore, but I still watch it sometimes and I saw that first day." He said.

Nodding my head, I took another sip and said," thanks phil....for everything"

He pulled me in for a side hug,"anytime...now take a drink and get your ass back in that ring"

"Way to ruin the moment" I grunted putting my water down as he laughed,

"What are friends for if they don't force their friends into a wrestling ring to get their asses beat?" He smirked.

"Umm a good one?" I said, walking back to the ring and sliding in.

As soon as I turned back to face him, I was close lined to the mat surprisingly. Gripping my head, I looked up and saw Phil shaking his finger at me,

"Lesson number 5 when you are in the ring, no body is your friend."