Irish Love ( Sheamus / Dean Ambrose story)

Chapter 81

Myrna's POV

I woke up in the middle of the night because of my cellphone, looking at the number I picked up.

" Hello"

" Is this Myrna Crowley"

" Yes who is this?"

" This is officer Donalds, we have your client Dean Ambrose here"

" What happened is he okay?"

" Yes Ma'am, he is drunk and then tried to start a fight in a bar "

" How drunk is he?"

" He had a few beers"

" Do me a favor for every bottle of beer give him a water bottle to drink"

" Yes ma'am, are you on your way?"

" Yes I should be there in 15 minutes"

" Perfect I will see you then"

I hung up the phone and quickly got dressed, ran out of the house and jumped into my car. Goddamnit Jon what the hell have you done. In 15 minutes I was at the station, walking in I was greeted by Officer Donalds who called me. I followed the men when I spotted Jon, he was sitting in a cell, the ones you see in a movie where it is just bars and every one can walk around it. He was sitting on the little bench inside, his hair and clothes a mess and at least 6 empty water bottles around him. He looked so defeated and he knew that he had done a stupid thing. I grabbed a chair and set it right down next to the bars, If he wanted he could grab me.

" Why Jon?"

" What are you doing here? Get out! "

" Fine want to solve this all on your own"

" I will"

" You do know that you will be looking for another job then right?"

" What do you mean"

" I mean you can lose your job over this"

He became quiet and I knew that he needed my help. And after all he did and say I would still give it to him. Because I have to admit Ton was right, I fell in love with Jon.

Dean/Jon's POVAgain like always she was right. And I didn't want to lose my job. There she was, after all the shit I told her this afternoon she's here to help me. I didn't deserve a woman like this, I grabbed another water bottle and started drinking, I felt like throwing up, I looked around seeing if there was anything I could throw up in. She must have noticed because within a second the trashcan that was on the other side of the cell was pushed in my direction. Just in time within seconds I threw up. I felt so sick. I was waiting for another hurl when I felt my hair being pushed out of my face, a water bottle was pressed into my hand and a wet cloth in the back of my neck. I looked up to see Myrna trying her hardest to reach me through the bars.

" Why?"

" Why not"

" I don't deserve this kindness"

" No you did a really stupid thing"

" I swear I didn't do anything"

" Jon they arrested you for.."

" Myrna I know but I didn't do it I swear, you have to believe me"

" Okay I believe you" her voice was sincere she believed me

" I want to go"

" Give me a bottle of water"

" Why"