Love Is A Bitch (A Dean Ambrose Love Story)

Chapter 21: Warning

Seth's POV

I can't believe this happen! That fucker just couldn't stay away from my girl, I'm gonna kill him.

I walked out the gym and basically ran all the way to Dean's room. When I saw him walking out his room, I walked up to him and punched him right in the face.

"Stay away from Mone', Dean! Or I swear to god not only will I end your worthless career but I'll end your fucking life as well!!" I yelled.

He looked up at me.

"I'm sorry for everything that happened, I'm sorry that I broke our team and brotherhood  and I'm so sorry for hurting Mone'. But I'm not sorry for sleeping with her. I want her and she wants me."

I kicked him in the stomach.

"Shut the hell up!! She loves me, and she doesn't want you. She was drunk, alright. Whatever she told you was a lie, so leave her alone!" I said before kicking him on his shoulder.

As I was walking away, Dean got up and called for me.

I turned around and looked at him.

"You should have heard the way she was calling me daddy last night, the way she sucked my cock without me even telling her to do so. And the way she beg me to fucking cum in her. Yeah, I fucked her so fucking good that I bet she'll come back for more."

All I saw was red, I walked back to him and beat the living shit out of him. From punching to kicking to ever bitting. I've thrown him into the wall about three times maybe.

He was bleeding from his nose and lip, I bend down over his broken body and spit on him.

"This is your one and only warning, Ambrose. Come anywhere near my girlfriend again and I will end you."

With that I walked away. It felt so damn good to beat the hell out of Dean like that. I've been holding so much anger and stress lately. I'm glade I got it out.

I walked back to my room and took a shower, my hands had blood on them. I sighed.

After my long relaxing shower I got out and put some clothes on, I sprayed some Axe on and put my hair in a bun. I looked at my hands and seen they were bruised. Damn, I hit him pretty hard.

I grab my phone and text Roman.

"Hey man, can you bring Mone' back to my room. I wanna make sure she's already." - Seth.

I order room service and waited for Roman to text back. My phone went off after a few minutes.

"We're on our way." - Roman.

I sat my phone down and sighed again, today was not my day.

Soon their was a knock on my door, I got up and open the door. It was Roman and Mone'. She was had on a whit T that came down to her knees.

I took her from Roman and held her in my arms.

"Thank you so much for looking out for her Roman, I really do appreciate it." I said.

"No problem, man. I'm just glade she's okay." He said.

We talked a bit more then a left, I laid Mone' on my bed and kissed her on her head.

The food had came and I paid, I had gotta her favorite. A cheese burger with red onions, tomatoes, and lettuce with a key lime pie. I brought the food to our room.

"Baby, I got you some food." I said sitting next to her.

She opened her eyes and looked at me.

"I'm not hungry, but thank you anyway, love." She whispered.

I sighed and put tray  on the night stand.

"Mone', it's been almost two weeks now and you haven't eaten anything." I said.

She only shook her head and look down.

"I know, but I haven't been hunery in awhile, you know." She said.

I just looked at her, it did look like she been losing weight. When you think about it she dose look a bit sick.

"Mone', why did you go to bar? You know you don't drink." I said 

Laughed a bit then sighed.

"I do now." she said.

Before I could anything I looked at Mone's arms and saw something I didn't wish to see. I grabe her arm and looked.

She had newly fresh cuts on her arms. going up and down, and left to right. I looked up at her and saw tears running down here cheeks.

"Why?" I asked

She held my hand and squeezed it tight.

"When you had left to go to Raw last night I started to get that feeling to cut again. I didn't want to but all the things that happen I couldn't help myself. I missed the the ice cold blade being drag acrossed my warm skin." She cried.

I held her in my arms and hugged her tight. I held onto my shirt and cried harder. I can't believe she started to cut again, and the sad thing is I let it happened. Im not sure if I can help her, but I know damn well Im gonna try.

"Sweetheart, its ok. Don't cry. Im gonna help you the best way that I can but you have to promies not to cut anymore. Please, for me." I said.

She nodded her head and hugged me tighter.

I smiled and kissed her ontop of her head.

"Alright, you should eat now. You needed." I said letting her go.

I handed her the tray of food and smiled a little. She smiled back and took the tray. She ate her food and sighed.

"That was so good, thank you Sethie." She giggled.

I blushed.

"Your welcome, love." 

I looked at my watch and saw that it was 3:15pm, I had to do a intervew at 3:30pm. I got up and started to pick up my key and texted Roman, telling him to come over.

"Sweetheart, I gotta go do an intervew. Roman will be here to watch you, I should be back at maybe 4  or 5pm." I said.

"Ok, I'll miss you." She said.

I walked over and kissed her on the head.

"I'll be back before you  know it." I said and walked out the room.

"I love you!" Mone' called out. 

"I love you too." I called back.

Mone's POV

Once Seth had walked out the room and waited for about 2 mins then I ran to the bathroom and threw up everything I ate. It's becuase Im sick or anything but my mind was screaming for me to throw up. I had to, I didn't want to eat.

About a good few mins I threw up everything I ate, I brushed my teeth and washed my face. As soon as I walked out the bathroom I heard a knock at the front door. I went to open it, once I open it I saw Roman with Jimmy, Jey and Noami.

"Hey Mo Mo, I hope you don't mind me bringing the kids and Naomi along." Roman said.

Jimmy and Jey both hit Roman while he laughed.

I looked at Naomi and waved at her. She replyed with a smile. I let them in and I told how've I been lately. I haven't told them about the cuts and about me throwing up. 

No one can find out, I don't want to be sent to a mental hospitel again. They'll keep me lucked up again, can't go back. I rather die.