Changes and Cages

Answers

(A/N EXCITING NEWS! I've actually been writing this for about a year, but I am writing a book! I have pages of writing I keep in a folder, and it's like the Hunger Games but not really the Hunger Games lol)
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*Deans POV*
The pain was excrusiating, the more I moved, the more my body protested. Paige was leaning in towards my face, her eyes shimmering. I gave a small weak smile, and then darkeness enveloped around me. (A/N hello darkness my old friend..)
*Paiges POV*
I rushed down backstage as Dean and Roman were hurried to the clinic. Roman was in a lot of pain with giant bruises erupting from his back, so the doctors said that he would have to sit out for about month. Dean on the other hand.. oh Dean.. when Seth went back to hit him with the chair. Again and again.. the doctors said that his spine has a hairline crack in it, meaning he would be out for about two months. He would heal, but he would be in pain. He would heal, but it wouldn't heal what bond Seth has now broken. (A/N I came up with that myself R U PROUD MA. k srry.) I sat down by Dean, squeezing his hand, and releasing it. Dean tilted his hesd toward me, and smiled. Not the smug tough Dean Ambrose. The sweet gentle Jonathan Good. I felt a buzzing in my pocket, and pulled out my phone. The screen illuminated with a text message from Seth: let me explain. I felt my face twist in confusion, hatred, and anger. Dean frowned slightly. "what is it?" He asked. I turned to him. "Seth." I replied quietly. His eyebrows furrowed. My screen flashed with another text: Meet at Cremé Cafe. 9:30. Please. The anger and hatred started to drain from my face. What was there to explain? I glance back at Dean. "He wants me to meet with him." I add. He nods slightly. I lightly brush his arm, and he chuckles and places his hand on mine. "I'll be fine. Go." I smile and lightly kiss him on the forehead, making him flush vibrant pink. As I leave the arena and get into my car, I reply: Ok. there are answers. With that, gone.
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*Seths POV*
She deserves to know. As much as I despise Ambrose for taking her from me, I don't hate her. I could never. I push open the door, greeted with the scent of soft coffee. After a bit of wandering, I find her, in the corner table, staring down at her drink. I sigh, and continue. She looks up and spots me, but stares back down at her cup. When I sit down, she finally pushes the coffee away and stares at me, arms crossed. "Answers?" I sigh. "I did it for you." She looks taken aback. "How was that for me?" "Paige, I noticed you and Dean we're getting together so much more often. I felt like he was trying to pry you away from me. I couldn't let that happen.." "so you sabotaged them." She finishes. I nod. "So you're saying-" "Yes. I'm in love with you. Ever since WWE." She's speechless. "You hurt them, Seth. I put my trust in you." She stands. "I was wrong." She starts to storm out the door, and I don't bother chasing her. What's the point? She wanted answers.
But it won't stop there. Paige hates me now, it's because of Ambrose.

Ambrose doesn't know pain yet.
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A/N YAYAYYAAYYAAY