The Third Bella

Chapter 3: Wrestlemaina

Gabi's POV~
I haven't talked to Dean since last Monday. It's weird, usually whenever I'm mad I run to him, but now I go to Nikki and Brie. I would go to them usually but I hate to disturb them and Dean does nothing. "Hey ready for Maina," Brie asked snapping me out of thought.

"I don't know, it's crazy I feel like I'll fail. I feel like everyone hates me, since it's only my first year here and I get Maina."

"Don't say that, you trained for years before you got here," Brie said trying to calm me down.

"Hey you guys kickoff ended, Bryan's match is starting," Nikki said walking in.

"Alright let's go," Brie said grabbing my hand. Throughout the match every time Dean got hurt I cringed, I tried to hide it, but it seemed impossible. When Dean got thrown into a ladder I felt like crying and screaming.

"Gabi you okay? Bryan just won," Brie said not even trying to contain her excitement.

"Ya I'm fine. Let's go find Bryan and congratulate him."

"Gabrielle please go see Dean," Nikki said making me really confused.

"She's right when he got thrown into that ladder, you looked like you were going to cry," Brie said looking dead serious.

"Guys I don't need to see Dean."

"Go now!" I left, they were right I wanted to see Dean so badly. I ran down to the Docs and saw him,"Dean!"

"Ya," he said turning around, looking surprised to see me.

I ran to him and hugged him, then said,"I'm glad you're okay."

"You know me, I can take a hit."

"I have to go, I'll see you later," I said allowing him to go to Docs. I went back to out locker and Bryan and John were there. "Congrats Bryan."

"Thanks, you okay?"

"Ya," I said looking down.

"She just saw Dean," Brie said looking at me.

"Let's not talk about Dean for once." I truly wasn't in the mood to discuss "us" again. There was a knock on the door, Brie opened it, and Dean was standing there. "Hey."

"Hi Dean, what do you want?"

"I came to talk to Gabi, so can I?"

"I don't know, are you going to hurt her this time?"

"Brie," I said giving her a look.

"Go, our match is after Triple H versus Sting," she said pointing to the door and I happily left.

Dean started to talk but I stopped him,"Let's go to your locker."

"Why?"

"Kick the door." He did then we heard two 'ows' on the other side. "That's why."

"Alright then." Once we got into the locker room I felt safe. "Ambrose you wanted to talk, so talk."

"Please call me Dean, the only people who call me Ambrose are commentators."

"Dean talk please, I know that you're tiptoeing around the subject."

"I really, really, really, really, really, really like you."

"Isn't six really's love?"

"I think, but let me continue. You make me want to forget the world and runway together. Honestly Gabi I think you're amazing and gorgeous inside and-" I cut him off with a kiss.