Depths Of Hell

Chapter 1

Author's Note: This first chapter will be written through the point of view of Jon/ Dean.

My eyes were glued to the redheaded tattooed goddess who had just left my arms in nothing but my t shirt, a t shirt that worked magic for me but, did wonders for her. Everytime she "borrowed" my t shirt and paraded around the room in it after we finished our business, my heart would skip a beat and my dick would throb making me want her all over again.

The bottom of my t shirt sat just inches over her ass while the rest of it showed off every sexy curve she had. Hips, thighs, legs, breasts, ass. She had it all, it was such a shame Phil missed out on a woman like her, of course, I knew the truth and the man behind Phil, he was no saint, he was the worst fucking scumbag of them all, he was cheating on Amy, with a little twelve year old stick figured ring rat, named April.

I didn't have the balls to tell Amy what was going on but, I had a feeling she knew. She was a smart woman and didn't need anyone to tell her anything. She turned back around with two beers in her hand, she knew me so well. I flashed her a soft smile and sat up on the couch running my fingers through my brown hair as she made her way back to the couch sitting next to me handing me one of the beers.

I took the cap off of the beer and took a sip letting a soft sigh escape my lips. This had become a weekly thing. Amy and I would meet up in whatever city I was in for the night and we'd end up having sex. Tonight I just so happened to be in San Francisco for Smackdown. I knew it was wrong for the two of us to be together but, at the same time I really didn't give a shit. I watched as Ames opened her beer and took a sip before she finally broke the awkward silence between us. I usually never hung around after sex but, tonight for some unknown reason I did.

"So Jonathan, tell me the truth is Phil fucking around behind my back?" She questioned as she opened her beer and took a huge sip.

She always called me Jonathan, I usually hated being called by my full name but, for some reason when she did it I became this totally different person, it was as if I couldn't lie to her like I could with other chicks. That was something I always liked about her though, she was always blunt and straight to the point. Letting out a soft sigh I set my beer on the coffee table and let my blue hues lock onto her hazel ones.

"Yeah, Ames he is. The only reason I know he's fuckin' around behind your back is because I hear him talk about it in the locker room with some of the other guys."

I watched as her entire body tensed up. The glow from her hazel eyes had left and I could see the tears of anger forming in her hues, she was pissed and she had every right to be.

"How the hell can he do this to me? I gave him three years of my life and he does this to me!? Who is he cheating with?" She questioned as she took another sip of her beer.

"He's cheating on you with April." I replied as I watched as a few tears streamed down her face. Clearly, she was pissed. I can't stand it when women cry mostly because I don't know how to handle it. I gazed at her as she finished off the beer in her hand and then threw the bottle against the wall.

"I can't believe them! Where are they staying Jonathan?" She questioned as she threw on her sweats and tennis shoes.

I got up from the couch and walked over to where she was standing. As much as I wanted to watch her kick Phil's ass and April's as well, it was late and I didn't want to bail her ass out of jail, not tonight. I have no idea what's wrong with me or why I'm acting so lovey dovey around her; honestly it's making me sick to my stomach but, in a weird and strange why I know I'd be lost without her by my side.

I wrapped my arms around her from behind and pulled her against my chest.

"Let's go lay in bed and get your mind off things, I promise tomorrow we will go to their hotel and deal with them. Right now, I just want to snuggle up with my Hall of Famer.

*The Next Morning*

I woke up the next morning to the sound of running water. I rolled over in bed and saw her side was empty. I sighed and threw the covers off my body. Getting out of bed, I quickly threw on my t shirt and jeans. I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. I know I promised Amy I'd help her get through this but, honestly it wasn't my problem.

I heard the water in the bathroom shut off and I jumped out of my skin as I rushed to put my shoes on. Once I had them on I raced around the room looking for my jacket. I threw clothes everywhere and tried to find my jacket it was nowhere to be seen. I quickly made my way into the living room and searched for my jacket. There it was on the coffee table, man we got wild last night. I put it on and then began searching for my keys.

That was when she walked out in just her towel dripping wet, fuck this was not the time to get hot and bothered by her but, yet here I was getting turned on again.

"Where do you think you're going?" She asked with her hands on her hips.

"I- Uh-I was gonna' go get us some coffee." I replied to her as I shoved my hands into my coat pockets.

"Yeah right, you were skipping out on me, God you're just like everyone else! A lying asshole." She stated as she walked back into the bedroom and slammed the door behind her.

Normally when I was called an asshole I really didn't care but, coming from Amy it stung like a bitch. Hearing her slam the door I let a low groan escape my lips. Fuck, I was falling for this woman and I was falling hard. I went over to the door and stood in front of it.

"Ames, C'mon open the door." I turned the door knob and found out that she locked it.

"No, fuck you Jon! You promised me you'd help me through this yet, you're just like everyone else, you get what you want and then you leave me. So, fuck you."

I heard her open the door to the bathroom she must have gotten dressed and then went into the bathroom to brush those red locks and then place them in a ponytail or something.

Once she finished she unlocked the bedroom door and stepped out of the room.

"Look Ames, I'm sorry okay, you were right I was trying to skip out on you but only because this isn't my problem." I ran my fingers through my brown locks and let my blue hues scan her up and down.

Her body tensed again and I saw the anger in her hazel orbs.

"This isn't your problem!? How the fuck can you say something like that!? This is just as much your problem as it is mine. You've been seeing me behind Phil's back for three months but, you know what it's fine. Just take your shit and get out!" She walked over to me and slapped me across the face.

Feeling her slap me just put a smirk on my face. I put my hands on her hips and pushed her against the wall as I kissed her lips.

"You're such a bitch." I mumbled out as I kissed down her neck letting a low groan escape my lips as the scent of her Warm Vanilla perfume filled my nose. I could feel the bulge in my pants getting bigger, it was as if she purposely started this fight with me.

I pulled away from her and stared into her eyes. "Let's go bust this motherfucker and his little ring rat too." I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and opened the front door and the two of us left her home and headed down to the Red Lion Inn.

Phil and April were in for the surprise of their lives and I was going to enjoy every minute of putting that cocky son of a bitch in his place.