Looks Can Be Deceiving (Seth Rollins)

Chapter 14: Heart Shaped Box

After Dean and I composed ourselves, we went out for breakfast at Ihop, despite it being noon. Dean ordered pancakes and I ordered an omelette before the waitress left us in awkward silence.

"I wish we had something to hold over him. Maybe we could blackmail him into not being such a dick." Dean said out of nowhere.

"What would we even use? It's not like I'm pregnant or anything. Seth doesn't care about me anymore." I quietly said, glancing down at the table.

Dean's fingers lightly gripped my chin and forced me to look into his icy blue eyes.

"I care about you. That's all that matters." He said sweetly. "I just can't stand seeing you like this. I know that I can stop him."

"Dean, we'll get him. I'm going to be stronger now. Now that I know we feel the same way about each other, I have confidence. I feel loved for the first time in along time." I said as the waitress brought our food.

We both began eating, sneaking glances at each other and small talking between bites. Everything was going fine until Seth called me.

"What?" I annoyingly questioned.

"Where the hell are you?"

"Out. Why do you care?"

"I swear to god if you're with Dean." Seth angrily said.

I stayed silent as I glanced at Dean, who was watching me intently. He knew that I was talking to Seth. He had to make sure that Seth didn't find out about this.

"You fucking whore. As soon as I see you again-"

"What? What are you going to do, Seth? Besides nothing?"

It was his turn to give me the cold shoulder.

I grew frustrated and hung up, probably starting another argument that I would have to deal with later. Dean sighed, taking the final bite of his pancakes and taking a sip of his orange juice. Glancing at my food, my appetite suddenly went away. I pushed the plate away and ran a hand through my hair.

"We should head out." I say before standing from the table and walking out.

I lit a cigarette and deeply inhaled as Dean joined me outside. He stood next to me and briefly looked at me.

"Don't you dare judge me for this." I said, exhaling through my nose.

Dean snatched it from my mouth and took a drag, much to my surprise.

"We're in this together. If I judge you, then I'm basically judging myself."

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After Smackdown, The Shield and I went clubbing along with other superstars. Seth has had an attitude with me all day, and my revealing dress was only adding to the anger. Hell if I cared.

"You wanna dance?" Dean asked as we sat at the bar.

I nodded and he led me to the crowded dance floor.

Dean was definitely not a dancer. He just stood by and watched as I danced with Paige. I giggled as he seductively drank his Vodka, his beautiful eyes never leaving mine.

My back was turned towards Dean when the song changed. It was a lot slower and it definitely qualified as grinding music. Suddenly, all the couples around me began sensually dancing, leaving me standing by myself.

Well, this is awkward.

"Need a partner?" Dean asked from behind me while pulling my body closer to his.

I smiled as the warmth of his body joined mine. We started swaying to the music, our bodies moving together as one. My eyes closed and I imagined Dean and I doing this more often, without worrying about Seth.

My eyes flew open at the thought of Seth, and I decided to look around again for him.

I soon spotted him standing at the bar, talking and flirting with Eva Marie of all people. God, I feel so sick, I could puke. At least I know that I upgraded.

"You wanna show off, don't you?" Dean asked.

I nodded, and Dean took my hand, pulling me behind him. He walked up to the bar and got two shots, Seth'e eyes glaring at Dean with anger. Dean ignored him, grabbing the shots and walking back to me. Seth was now staring at the two of us while we downed the alcohol. I smirked at him as Dean and I began grinding on each once again.

My eyes closed and I thought of when Dean and I went to the Pearl Jam concert. That only happened because Seth is a fucking douche bag when it comes to music. Once again, Dean and I were together because of Seth. It seems like we were always gravitating towards each other, even when Dean used to treat me like shit instead of Seth. Those were the days.

"We should get out of here before he kills us." Dean whispers in my ear.

I nod, taking Dean's hand and leading him out of the club. I of course had to wink at Seth when we left, which sent him into a fit of shouting and heavy drinking.

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