Demoniac • Dean Ambrose

➵ four.

Okay so I basically chose this story to mainly focus on and to finish so expect a lot of updates from now on. Enjoy! 💋

Shifting of the bunk above me awakened me from my slumber, I groaned and held my head once again. I wonder when I would be able to leave this place, because I don't think I could handle it for much longer.

I got up and looked out the secluded cell window and up at the dusk like sky. It looked like it just finished raining and the stars shined dimly over the backwoods that enclosed them. We were up pretty high so that had to be a long fall.

I sighed and took a cigarette from my jean jacket pocket and lit it, I didn't smoke often but when I did it was excessive. I took a slow drag from the cigarette and exhaled the smoke hoping that my thoughts would go away with it. My mind roamed and roamed into the darkness until it finally landed on that unknown girl, who was she? As many of times that I've been in and out of this place and have met everyone she didn't seem to come to mind. Why does she even matter to me as much as she does, is it because of Jon? Hell no Adrienne, shut up.

I felt a burning sensation on my fingers and I hadn't realized that I let my cigarette completely burn out, damn I completely lose it when I'm thinking.

I stood up quickly and put the cigarette out then ran water over my face to remove any kind of makeup that had been there. I quickly finish and lock my gaze with the mirror and almost cringe at the sight, I look like a raccoon.

Deep chuckling broke my gaze and made me look in the direction of where it was coming from.

There stood Jon with an amused look on his face and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

" The fuck is so funny? " I snapped, thus getting an unchanged expression from him.

" You're funny, doll. " He said with a smirk threatening to creep on his rough lips.

I scoffed then went to lay back down in my cot, it was dusk outside so that meant the morning wasn't too far behind. I'm already sick of his shit and I barely know him, lord please change my ways and being before I end his life with my own bare hands.

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" So, you guys are gathered here today to get help. To be able to decipher your feelings into words instead of quick actions. To become a part of society again, to not be looked down upon. "

Here I was. Where I said I wouldn't be ever again, a group intervention. Lord knows I hated these things and it irritates the hell out of me that I have to be shackled to the chair like some damn animal.

" We have to realize that everything happens for a reason and that reason is why you're here today. Do we understand? "

Everyone in the room nodded except April, she giggled.

" Is there something funny about what I said, Ms. Mendez? "

She giggled loudly again and started shaking the handcuffs on her wrists.

" You say we're not looked down upon yet we're all here in shackles, scared much? "

The middle aged woman pursed her lips to say something but then refrained herself from engaging in the much wanted argument, from April's side at least.

" As I was saying; we need to pact with one another that we'll try as hard as we can to get as healthy as we need. "

Colby grew impatient and groaned loudly in reply, " That's bullshit, can we go now? "

" Keep it up Lopez, we'll take that little present we found in your cell and take to the federal court. Would you like that? " The officer asked and got a death glare from Colby in reply.

Colby never started out like any of us, he was actually a great kid. He just got stuck into the wrong crowd and drug addiction followed in behind that. But he had a long time love for April, his need for her was stronger than any other fix, April although was unaware of this.

" Look at these mark ass cops thinking that they have some control over the unstable, in your goddamn dreams. " Joe stated carelessly.

Then there was Joe, Joe Anoa'i to be exact. Joe and I went to high-school together and he was the star of the football team, caught his father beating his mother and drove a ice pick right through his back. He hasn't been allowed in the 805 ever since.

" Enough! Everyone. " the middle aged woman called Jen shouted. " This meeting is dismissed. "

We were all then shackled to each-other and brought to our cells individually.

We were all menaces to society because of our pasts, but was it really worth it? Was it really worth all of this? None of us know the answer to that question, probably never will.

A rough shove into my shoulder broke me out of my thoughts and caused me to make eye-contact with who did it.

" Watch where you're going, bitch. " uttered the unknown chick that looked oh so familiar.

" fuck yourself. " I mumbled then made my way back to the cell.

Shit has to change around here Adrienne, it just has to.

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Well that's it for now! Lol. I want to mainly target this book and get it finished so I can focus on another book of mine, hehe. I really hope you guys like this chapter and give me tons of feedback! (The unknown girl is on the side or top) 💙

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