Why am I here?? ~Dean Ambrose

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Janessa's POV
After Peter called me those things I convinced Dean to let us stay home because of the bruises. We just watched movies (frozen *insert evil face here* )
and cuddled, whilst we cuddled. Then we took it too the bedroom, and went too sleep. This morning was amazing, I woke up to birds chirping and with Deans arms on my bare torso. The perfect wake up! I don't really show it to anyone, not even Dean, that I am actually really upset about my baby! I always have wanted to be a mother. Though I am on the pill. And Peter called me those things and the worst part is Peter and I used to be best friends, I believed everything he say! He was my world, before Taylor! Then he started tell me a mixture of good and bad things about me, like his whole plan was too slowly ease me into it, so I would believe it all! He slowly said all bad things and started hitting me. What I hate most of all is how he "appologized" and I forgave him, he kissed me and took me out on a date, he became a good boyfriend, until he started saying all that bad stuff again, and he started beating me again! I refused to leave him because he was sweet when he wanted to be, which was obviously just to get me to stay with him.

"Nessa, what's wrong?" Dean broke my train of thoughts by saying this, as I realized I had started crying, Dean took his thumb and wiped away the tears.

"Nothing." My voice cracked, I'm done!

"Nessa, you need to be able to talk to me! It's important! Are you not as comfortable with talking to me, as I am to you?" He asked.

"No, I am comfortable. It's just, something from my past I don't like talking about... Nevermind." I said, my voice cracked like three times, how is he supposed to believe that?! Ugh!

Dean surprised me by grabbing me and pulling me closer into his chest (which was not very possible!).

"Honey, I love you! And I want to know about it all! But if you are not comfortable talking about it, then that's okay! For now!" He said.

"I love you too!..." I drifted off. "I was thinking about Peter! Peter was my besftfriend, but became my worst bully!" I was trying to choke down the very painful lump in my throat. "He started beating me verbally and physically. He eventually stopped and apologized, I was young, and extremely dumb and forgave him, he started to take me on dates and eventually became my boyfriend." I cried even more.

"Babe, it's okay, you can tell me later!" He said.

"No you deserve to know!" I replied. "He could be nice when he wanted too, sweet kisses, nice dates. But all of the rest of the time he was abusing me! I refused to leave him because I loved him. One night he tried to rape me, that's when I left!" When I said he tried to rape me, that really messed with him. I could see the anger in his eyes, once he noticed I could tell his face softened and he calmed down a bit.

"Considering I don't really want too rip that douchebags head off, I'm going to go and workout, let out the anger!" He said, whilst he clenched his fist and got up to change. "Keep that damn door locked!" He said as he took off his shirt, I did that creepy stalker whistles that guys do to girls. He chuckled and took off his boxers, to put on clean ones. I bit my lip. He put his gym shorts on. "we will do that when I get back little Ms.Imgonnabitemylipwhilstmyboyfriendchanges." I giggled at his remark and got up, I was in a crop top and a pair of Deans boxers. He did the creeper whistle too.

"Dean, why don't you like when I call you Jon?" I asked, his face softened and his eyes teared up. "Sorry.." I broke off.

"That's okay! I just don't like my real name! I guess I'm sorta okay with Jon. But definitely not Jonathon! If you want you can call me Jon, since it's cute when you say it, I respond to both!" He said, I smiled, he did too!

"Are you sure? Which do you prefer?" I asked.

"Coming from your mouth, either. Anyone else it's Dean!" He said.
While he gave me slight stern finger.

"Well which one do you prefer coming from my mouth?" I asked.

" I guess Dean." He Replied.

"Okay Jon!" I said with a smirk on my face, he chuckled. "I love you! Never forget that! No matter what you want me to call you! You are the love of my life!" He started to smile from ear too ear. I giggle at his large smile.

"I love you too Nessa! You are my world. I love you more then any other person that has ever walked into my life! You're amazing!" I said as he walked up to me and forcefully, yet passionately pushed his lips on mine. Minutes later I pulled away slowly from our snogging session. "I love-" he was cut of by me saying:

"You!" He chuckled and I giggled. He slowly liked at the door, as if he's trying to ask too go! "Go! But don't forget, you owe me the rest of that later!" I said, he chuckled.

"Don't worry, I won't!" He said with a obviously-I'm-not-giving-that-up face and he pecked my lips before leaving.

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I was now out in the kitchen making bacon, no eggs, just bacon! Healthy breakfast! When it was done I went into the living room and put on the wwe network. To watch wwe! Duh!

I had too pee and went into the bathroom, I was felling a bit better but on my way in I got my phone, I saw two new texts from an unknown number. I checked them, they said:

Fat whore!

And

Why are you so freaking ugly! Stupid b@$&h!

I noticed that they were from Peter and broke into tears. I was having a meltdown, hitting random things when I hit a drawer it flung open, revealing a shiny metal rectangle, I easily recognized it as a razor. I don't want to die today. But I want to release the pain, I quickly looked up "what place bleeds the least when it's cut" it said shoulder or upper arm, but if I cut their it will show on television, I finally decided on my pad of my foot. Hidden well! I took my razor and slid it once for everything he said I was in the texts. Three cuts bleeding! I decided to just watch it bleed a little before I put pressure onto it and take care of it. there was a knocking at the door. I put my socks on and walked to the door. when I opened it was Taylor with an extremely worried look on her face, she automatically pulled me into a short hug and before I could say anything flung herself away and grabbed my wrists to see if I had cut. She pulled all my bracelets up and was happy when she saw no gashes, how did she know, she is my best friend but wow!