Heart-struck* WWE Fanfic

Part 20

My eyes pop wide open because of the extremely bright sunlight hitting the window, and suddenly my brain starts to hurt. Smelling myself makes me feel nauseous.. Never again will I do that. Ever.

To my right, Nikki is still deeply asleep. It surprises me since she's usually the first one up and it's about seven thirty right now so she should be downstairs. But I'm guessing since she went out last night she doesn't feel too good, like me.

As I'm sitting up a sharp pain shoots through my whole body. Especially my back. Suddenly it comes back to me.. The tall guy.. The pushing.. Me punching him ... Then he punching me. I touch my cheek quickly because I had totally forgot about it. It hurts and it's still warm. Then Dean! Dean .. He defended me.. He hugged me! He brought me to the hotel.. And walked me to my room.. And- he was so different. So sweet and caring. It makes me feel warm inside and it makes sad somehow. I know he's not going to be the same- it was just a one time thing. Maybe because he was sorta drunk, maybe because he felt bad for me because I got punched and started crying. Maybe that's why.

When I look at the bruise on my cheek I feel myself get angry. How could that guy do this to me? He had no right. I'm a girl. It doesn't look too bad but you can definitely see its there. I turn on the shower water on. It's warm and it feels good against my skin. My head is still hurting pretty bad and all that keeps coming back to me is Dean. Gosh, why do I keep thinking of him? Why can't I get him out of my mind?

When I open the bathroom door with a towel wrapped in my hair, I see Nikki already up. She's holding her towel and I'm pretty sure she was waiting on me. Her eyes widen when she looks at my face and I try to ignore her look and walk to my bed. After she's in there I remove the towel from my hair and take out a tiny mirror I carry on my bag. The bruise doesn't look too bad .. Well at least that's what I tell myself. Nothing makeup can't fix- right?

As I'm rubbing on foundation on my skin it makes my cheek sting. It covers it up- well kinda. You can still tell but it's not as noticeable, I'm pretty sure people from far away can't see it. After I'm done covering that up I grab two Tylenol pills from my bag. Hopefully the headache and my body ache will stop.

I'm walking my downstairs to the breakfast room, I should be waiting until everybody else is done but right now I'm too hungry. The room is full of course, they're all talking and laughing and I wonder how? They were all drunk last night and now it's like nothing happened. Why don't they feel like crap? Like me?

I grab a to go plate and start getting my breakfast. I'm afraid to look around because I'm scared Dean will be in here. Suddenly I get a phone call.. It's him. The last time I talked to him was Thursday, but I can't keep ignoring him. "Hello." I say quietly.

"Aj?! Oh my gosh! About time you answered! Where have you been? It's been five days!" He sounds worried. "I didn't want to talk to you." I tell him, "Why not? Am I not important to you or what?" Is he trying to turn things around and make me feel guilty?

"You are important to me. But you hurt my feelings." I whisper, I look up and see Dean looking straight at me. I notice that I'm still standing here with the to go plate so I walk and close it then sit down on a table while I talk. "I'm sorry darling. I called and texted nonstop to apologize but you never replied."

"I know." I'm playing with my fingernails so I don't get the rush to look up and stare at Dean. "Will you forgive me? Please?" Inside I feel a disappointing feeling. He always does something wrong and I always end up forgiving him. I should be strong enough to say "no that's enough" but I'm weak. And I can't afford to lose him. He's the only person I've got. The only one. "I forgive you."

"Oh! Thank you!" He says happily, I should be feeling happy too but I'm not. "What have you done these past few days?" He asks, I want to tell him about last night but I'm not. He might blame it on me again, so instead I say "Nothing really."

"Oh that's nice, I guess? And I was wondering-" he stops for a few seconds. I already know what he's going to ask, he's going to ask how am I doing with Dean and if I've got him to like me. "Never mind sweetheart but I have to go train so I'll call you later on tonight. Okay? I love you." He says, I'm pretty sure he wanted to ask but he knew if he did ask I would be mad. I try to say "I love you too" but it's like I can't. So instead I say, "Alright that's fine and me too."

I walk to the elevator with my food when Dean comes behind me. "How are you feeling?" Is he talking to me? "I'm feeling fine." I whisper looking down. "Did it look pretty bad?" He asks staring at me, I look up to him. "Kinda, I covered it up with makeup." He nods as he stares at my cheek, "He was an asshole. I would've kept beating him but people pulled me away, and then the stupid securities came."

"Dean, why did you do it? Why did you defend me?" He clears his throat and then answers, "You're a girl, and he hit you. That's not right. A man should never touch a woman." A part of me wanted him to say that he did it cause he cares about me but he only did it cause I'm a girl. "Oh. Well thank you." I say. He's about to say something when Summer shows up.

"Dean, what are you doing here? Oh my gosh is she bothering you again? Listen you-" she steps in front of me like she's going to push me but Dean holds her back. "Calm down Summer." He says in a warning voice. "No I can't. Stop being a little whore." She says viciously. I clench my fists, "Stop it Summer. I will like to remind you that you and I are nothing. You are not my girlfriend so you can't tell me who to talk to or not." Summers face completely changes and I have to stop myself from smiling.

She makes a face and walks by me pushing me with her shoulder. Dean rolls his eyes, "Gosh." I rub my shoulder, "I don't know how you can stand her." Then I walk by him, as I'm in the elevator the door starts to close and I can only see half of his body.

Aj."

"Dean." Then the elevator closes.