Rainy Season || R.R {#1}

24. |Bumpy Road|

After eating and getting back to the hotel, we decided to just relax together for the day.

My mood today is kind of off. Being away from the ring is really getting to me.

We sat in silence for a good half hour before he broke the silence.

"So, what do you wanna talk about?" Ro asks.

"I don't know. I'm just really sick of being out of action." I growl.

"I know. Patience." He smiles.

"Patience is something I've never had. You know that. It's killing me." I sigh.

"I know what it's like being out with an injury." He says.

"But what I finally fucking earned after years of working my ass off was ripped out of my hands by that bitch. I'll make damn sure I do the same thing to her." I hiss.

"Calm down babe." He frowns.

"NO. I'm sick of being calm. Whether Aj holds my title for me or not, Victoria? She's dead. And she just might die tonight." I snap.

"You don't mean that! Stop! This isn't you, Rose." He sighs.

"You obviously don't know me as well as you think you do." I roll my eyes, standing up from the couch.

"ROSE REILLY." He growls.

"You know I'm in a bad place right now. Don't even try to lecture me." I snarl.

"You need to calm the fuck down. Your well-being is more important than anything in this situation." He says.

"I'm calm. Just ready to fucking get back. And you're not gonna hold me back from that." I hiss.

"What do you mean by that?" He rolls his eyes?

"What I mean, is maybe my intuition was right all along." I sigh.

"No. Don't." He snaps his head in my direction, standing to face me.

"I'll do what I want." I snap.

"So you want to leave me. Again. After everything." He chuckles.

"Until I can get my mind in order and back in that ring, you know I'm gonna be like this Roman." I say.

"I'm willing to support you! I didn't even do anything!" He sighs.

"But you know how this is getting to me. DON'T FUCKING MAKE ME THE BAD PERSON HERE!" I growl.

"You just need to relax." He says.

"Relax? RELAX? I'm on crutches while that bitch parades around, owning everything." I hiss.

"You know what, I tried my hardest to calm you down. Maybe you need to think to yourself for the rest of the day. Call me when you wanna talk." He sighs, slamming the door behind him.

"Dick." I growl, throwing a bottle at the door.

I crutch myself to the bathroom and stare at myself in the mirror.

My reflection showed me a broken, hurt, empty shell of what I used to be.

"Look at me. I'm on crutches. I'm pissed off. I'm hurt. I'm angry. I'm in pain. And I have a close friend, yet a distant enemy in Roman. WHO THE FUCK EVEN ARE YOU? LOOK AT YOURSELF. YOU'RE FUCKING WORTHLESS." I scream, punching the mirror, shattering it to pieces.

I hold my hair in my hands as I hold back the river of tears forming in my eyes.

I look down to see my hand dripping blood.

"Motherfuck!" I yell, wrapping my fist in a warm washclotlike

As I make my way out of the bathroom, i carefully avoid the shattered glass all over the floor.

A loud knock echoed throughout the room.

I snap my head towards the door and open it carefully, revealing Dean.

"What happened?!" He asks, looking back and forth throughout the room, my fist, the floor and me.

"Nothing, its fine." I sigh.

"I see blood on the sink, glass on the floor, Roman was punching the walls in the hallway, and you were crying. That isn't fine." He says.

"I punched the mirror, alright?" I hiss.

"How bad is it?" He asks, unwrapping my hand.

"Come with me." He sighs, pulling me behind him slowly.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"The emergency room. Your hand is 50 Shades of Fucked Up." He shakes his head.

"Great." I roll my eyes as we step into the elevator.

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Rose be feisty af..

AmbROSE ending like *molester moon emoji*

oKAY CAN WE TAKE A MOMENT FOR THE 5 NEW DEAN AMBROSE SHIRTS ASDFGHJKL I CANT BREATHE

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