A rebel without a cause (wwe/ Dean Ambrose)

Part 1

We were in my Dads office and I was having an argument with him

"you cant stop me for doing what I want im 18" I screamed in his face running my hands through my black and blue hair.

To say I was a rebel was an understatement. I had snuck out of the arena to a tattoo shop and got a tattoo on my right wrist I was cleaning it when my parents came in I tried to cover it up but my dad noticed and yanked my hoodie up and grabbed my wrist

" what the hell did you do?" My mum looked at hunter and then back to me.

My dad just shoved my wrist out in front of her

"Zoe" my mum said and gave me a disappointed look

I snatched my wrist back and covered it. I then walked out of the door and slammed it behind me before marching through the corridors I screamed and shouted at anyone who got in my way even those these men where taller than me being only 5 foot 2.

I was almost at the doors when someone rounded the corner

"out of my way Orton" I said pushing him out my way. Ok so he didn't exactly move as I pushed him but he took the hin and slightly moved to allow me to pass.

I ran straight out of the doors and went over to one of the tour busses and knocked on the door.

"hey Zoe" john said

"hey" I said Ina low tone

"why don't you come in and tell me all about it" he said as he moved to allow me to enter his tour bus

I took a seat on his couch, his tour bus being the biggest one out here and lavish in decor. Boy he didn't scrimp on anything.

"so?" He said taking a seat next to me

"I really hate them john" I told him trying to keep my temper at bay as I was mad as hell

"so what else is new Zoe,?" He said. I looked at him as he raised his eyebrow. He was right I was always running to him when I had an argument with my parents.

I took a breath "I did something they didn't approve of" I said in a low voice

"what did you do this time?" He asked keeping his tone light. I lifted up my hoddie from my right wrist and showed him the tattoo.

"well that's one way to piss them off..." He started and I sighed

"but on the other hand it looks good" he giggled. Trust Cena to make me feel better

"I got a match to go to..." He said

"I got the hint, thanks John" I said giving him a hug and leaving his tour bus.

I made my way to the doors nut took a short detour by the side of the building I then bent down and took my pack of cigarettes out of my sock, hey don't judge its an easy way to hide it from my parents. I grabbed my lighter and was about to spark up my cigarette but the lighter wouldn't light it "shit" I muttered as I tried again.

"here" a voice came

I looked to my right and stood there holding out a lighter was no other than Dean Ambrose. When I didn't take the lighter straight away he raised his eyebrows. I took the lighter and sparked up my cigarette. I handed him back his lighter as I slid down the wall and sat down.

I took a toke of my cigarette and blew out the smoke, the tension could be cut with a knife so I decided to break it "if your that shocked Ambrose then why don't you run along and go and tell my parents you caught their daughter smoking hell ots not like im enough trouble" I said as I took another toke