Roman's POV
"What do you want Matthew?" I snap.
"Oh just to hurt the people you love." He snapped back.
"Who." I didn't exactly ask.
"Dean.....Seth......Bertha......Galina." He smiled.
"Do what you want to me, but leave them alone."(see what I did there.*wink wink*) I say, he thought for a second.
"Fine." He smiled and dragged me out and pulled out Dean and Seth.
"Go, leave." Matthew said.
"Not without him." They say pointed to me. Matthew put the gun to my head.
"Tell them." He hissed.
"Dean, Seth, go, Dean take care of my sister, Seth take care of my girlfriend." I say.
"But Ro-" They start.
"I said go!!! Please." I yelled/begged looking down. They hurried out.
Dean's POV
We left. But do you really think we went home? Well we did. But we got Bertha and Galina. Then we went to the police station.
"Sir. Um, our friend/bother got kidnapped." Seth said. The man looked up."Officer Richard" that is what his name badge says.
"Name?" He asked.
"Roman Reigns." Bertha says.(oh yeah I forgot to tell you that I won't be using their real names.) He typed in the name.
"He toke us too, but Roman told us to leave." Seth started.
"So we know where to go." Dean finished.
"Ok, I will get people to follow you." Richard said.
(skip,skip,skip)
We were speeding there with cops and ambulance behind us. We busted through the door.
"Roman?!" I yelled.
"Roman?!" Seth yelled we heard moaning coming from a room. We all ran and busted in. We ran in just to see Roman tied to a chair and getting beaten beatenhis body all brused, Face messed up. Me ans Seth went over to Matthew, and beat the living shiz out if him until we got pulled off by the police. Then we went over to Roman. He was passed out. Seth and I cut him free. The ambulance people came in and put him on a stretcher. He took all this pain for us when we could have split it.
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Forbidden Love~A Dean Ambrose Love Story~
Fanfiction~~~~~~~~~ Once again I slammed him into the wall. "If you ever hurt her, I will kill you, do you understand me?" I asked. He gulped and nodded his head yes. I dropped him again. I know harsh. "Is that your harsh way of saying yes?" He asked holding...
