The Shield One-Shots Book 3

The Bully And The Nerd Pt26/ Ambrollins

 Dean sighed happily, as he lay on his bed, arms under his head, staring at the ceiling, today had been a good damn day. He had finally exposed that bastard, Kincaid, and his little bitch, Cena, to everyone and he had not only proven to them that he was completely fucking innocent about the damn weed, but he was also allowed to return to school and take the exams! He was going to fucking graduate with Seth, Roman, and Randy, it was all he's ever wanted and it felt fucking awesome!

 It was nice to clear his name and have everyone know that he wasn't the screw-up people thought he was. He never would have gotten this far though without his father, Randy, Roman, or Seth. It was because of their love and support that he was able to be who he was today. It bothered him though that because of him both Roman and Seth weren't talking to their parents. He hated that, yeah, he was still hurt that their parents; especially Roman's, had been so quick to judge him and without proof turned him into a bad guy, but he still didn't want to come between his brothers and their families.

 Tomorrow was his first day back at school and by the end of this month he'd be graduating, damn, that still seemed so fucking strange to him. He never would have imagined that any of this would be happening, if you had told him a year ago that he'd be where he is now...who he is now, he would have laughed in your face. Honestly, without Seth and Roman, none of this would have been possible, neither of them gave up on him, even when he had and he'd never be able to thank them for everything they've done and continue to do for him. He sighed, thinking of returning to school gave him a little anxiety, but with Kincaid and Cena gone, it wasn't as strong as it used to be. Now, he just needed to pass his exams and he'd be able to graduate and move on with his life finally.

 "Hey, son." His father said smiling, as he stood in the doorway of Dean's open door.

 "Hey, dad." Dean replied smiling, as he sat up. "You need something?"

 "Nope, I just wanted to check on you."

 "Why? I'm fine." Dean replied confused, as his dad came into the room and sat on the bed beside him.

 "Well, a lot of shit has happened and as your father, I'm worried that it might be too much too soon for you." Robert said sighing.

 "Thanks, but I'm good, dad, I promise." Dean reassured him smiling.

 "Okay, if you say you're good then I'll believe you." Robert said smiling. "Have I told you how damn proud I' am of you?"

 "Yeah, you might have mentioned it once or twice." Dean replied teasing.

 "Hey, I'll have you know that it's my right as your father to brag about you, whenever and however many times I want to, it's actually in the parent's handbook we get." Robert said smiling, as they both laughed. "Seriously though, Dean, I' am so damn proud of you, my boy. You went through hell all your life, but you never once let it keep you down, you let it push you to do and be better. You're nothing like me and I couldn't be any happier about that."

 "Thanks." Dean replied, as he hugged him. "I love you, dad."

 "I love you more, son." Robert said, as the hug ended. "So, son, tell me more about you and Sethie." He added smiling, as he nudged Dean lightly with his shoulder.

**The Next Day**:

 Seth quickly rushed through the empty hallways to his locker, of all the days to have to come to school early to finish his science project, it had to be the day Dean returned to school. He had wanted to be there for him like a good boyfriend, thankfully, Ro and Randy were picking him up. He wanted to meet them outside, but had to drop his stuff off at his locker first. He was so proud of Dean, he's fought like hell to get to this point and he had finally made it. Of course, he was still not talking to his parents and he knew that Roman wasn't either because of what happened. Reaching his locker, he quickly unlocked and opened it, he began putting his things away, he was almost finished when he dropped his textbook. Cursing out loud, he bent down to pick it up off of the bottom of his locker, as he did, he heard someone speak.