Irish Love ( Sheamus / Dean Ambrose story)

Chapter 80

Sorry for the late update today but I had some bad news regarding my work so I had to deal with that before I could update. Enjoy the chapter

Dean / Jon's POV

I had two friends over from CZW that I hadn't seen in a while and we were supposed to go out tonight, but I wanted to make sure I kept my promise to Myrna off calling her so I did.

" Hello Sir" She said while picking up the phone, I like the sound of her voice when she does that

" Hey, you sound winded are you okay?"

" Yeah just from running up and down the stairs, just put Aimee down to bed"

" Is she staying both days?"

" Yeah she will be picked up before I leave tomorrow"

" Leave to where?"

" The Discovery Event I told you about"

" Ohw shit that's true you told me about it"

" Did you forget?" I heard her giggle, damn that giggle is killing me

" A little bit, so are you going alone?"

" No I have someone joining me"

" Who?" I already feared her answer

" Dave"

" Ooh" There was the name I didn't want to hear, Her Ex Dave

" Don't worry about that, we are just friends"

" If you say so"

" Jon please" I could hear I hurted her with that answer

" Listen I gotta go, I have some friends over and were going out tonight"

" Ooh okay, well have fun" I heard how she was disappointed

" Talk to you tomorrow"

" Okay, bye Jon"

" Bye"

The moment I hang up a wave of guilt washes over me. Why did I had to give that answer. My friends called me over and we left for the bar.

The next morning

Myrna's pov

I hadn't slept at all, the phonecall kept playing through my head and kept bothering me. Jon was jealous first of Stephen and now of Dave. Aimee had woken up and curled up in bed with me. Having this little girl keeping my mind of things I fell back asleep.

4 hours later

" Na-na I don't want to go home"

" I know but you can't stay with me either"

" Can I come again after the Europe tour?"

" Of course you can, you don't have to ask that Aimee"

" yeah"

She dug into her cornflakes and started talking about cartoons. Sometimes I was jealous of her, in her mind everything was simple. When you fight you fix it. When you are sad or hurt hugs and kisses make everything feel better. There was a knock on the door. Opening it I saw a relaxed and glowing Rachel.

" How are you ?" She asked

" Im good, how about you, you're glowing"

" Doing great. I had a couple of days to relax. Also the attorney called about all the court cases we have going on right now. He told me that we have a good chance of winning them all"