The Shield One-Shots Book 3

The Bully And The Nerd Pt32/Ambrollins

 Pain, excruciating, full-body pain, was the first thing he felt as he slowly began to come back to reality. It flowed over him in waves and the closer he got to waking up, the stronger the pain got, which made him black out again, only to repeat the whole thing over and over. Finally, after a while when he started to come around the pain had been reduced to a dull ache and he was able to deal with it and stay awake. He slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times to get them to focus, everything was so blurry. A few seconds later, his vision returned, he lifted his head and looking around he saw that he was still in the damn house, which meant that the pain dying down couldn't be a good thing.

 The house was quiet...too quiet, and he was terrified that that bastard, Cena, had left him there alone to die. His fear for himself changed though, and turned into fear for Dean when he suddenly remembered that he was lying at the bottom of the stairs seriously injured. So, he tried to get up but quickly realized that he couldn't and at first, he panicked thinking that he had broken his back or legs in the fall down the stairs and was now unable to walk. Forcing himself to calm down, he noticed that he hadn't done that, he was actually tied to a chair, he sighed defeated and hung his head. He knew he didn't have the strength to free himself, he couldn't give up though, Dean needed help, dammit!

 Looking around the living room, he tried to find something...any-damn-thing, he could use to get himself free with; not knowing that Cena had used handcuffs instead of rope to tie him up. After looking around, his only option was to try and slide the chair backward towards the rusty nail that was sticking out of the wall behind him and use it to cut the ropes. Well, that had been his plan, unfortunately though, as Seth slowly and painfully began to move the chair backward, the back legs got stuck on a broken floorboard. Unable to counter-balance the chair in time, it tipped backward, landing on the floor hard, causing Seth to lose his breath and the pain to start again.

 Gasping for breath as he fought through the pain, he heard a car pull up outside and hoped that it was the Police, his hopes were shattered though, when the door opened and shut, and seconds later, he heard footsteps coming towards the living room. The person walked into the room and over to where he lay helpless and after a few seconds of silence, they crouched down, coming into his sight and he saw a smirking Cena.

 "Hey, Sethie, whatcha doing?" Cena asked.

 "The chair fell over." Seth answered quietly.

 "I can see that." Cena said as he looked around still smirking. "And it also moved from where I had put it too." He added. "Now, you weren't trying to cut your ropes with this nail, were you, Sethie?" He asked as he pointed to the nail.

 "Nope." Seth answered.

 "Well, even if you had made it, it was pointless because I didn't use ropes to tie you up, I used handcuffs, it's kind of hard to cut through them with a nail." Cena explained as he sat Seth back up easily like he weighed nothing.

 "W-where's Dean?" Seth demanded nervously, afraid of what he'd hear.

 "He's the least of your worries, Sethie, don't you think?" Cena said sighing as he sat down on the couch.

 "Tell me where he is, dammit!" Seth demanded again angrily.

 Instead of answering, Cena stood up and kicked the chair so that it fell over again, Seth hit the floor hard causing him to lose his breath a second time and the pain rushed through him. Cena crouched down beside him and grabbed Seth's hair using it to pull Seth's head closer to him before he punched him twice in the face.

 "Fuck you, Rollins, you don't demand anything from me, you son-of-a-bitch!" He said angrily, as he punched him again. "You know, Rollins, all of this, every damn thing that's happened is your fault." He said as he let go of Seth's hair, stood up and began pacing, leaving him on the ground.