Depths Of Hell

Chapter 2

AN: I've decided that I will be writing this story through the eyes of Dean/Jon. I've never really written any of my fanfics in first person so, that's something I want to try.

Amy and I arrived at the hotel Phil and April were staying at the two of us walked inside and I waited behind her as she made her way over to the front desk and asked for the room number. It took a little convincing but, once she turned on the charm the guy at the front desk finally gave her the information she needed.

The tattooed beauty made her way back over to me with a look of disgust on her face. She grabbed my hand and lead us to the elevator.

"Let's get this over with." She mumbled as we stepped onto the elevator. I watched as she pressed the button that read '15'. Leaning back against the wall of the elevator I let my blue hues scan her up and down as she ran her fingers through her red locks. She was nervous, she had no reason to be but, I can't say I blame her.

The metal doors of the elevator opened and she stepped off. I followed behind her as she stormed to room '324' she reached the room and took a deep breath before knocking on the door. I leaned back against the wall and told her I'd wait outside and that if she needed me I'd be there for her.

A look of fury filled her hazel orbs as the ever so skanky April opened the door in nothing but Phil's disgusting t shirt.

"So it is, true!" I heard her yell as she pushed past the twig bitch that stood in the door way. It really was a shame that Phil was missing out on such a great woman. But, hey more for me right?

Amy walked into the room and closed the door behind her. "Where is he!? I know he's here April, where the hell is he?" I heard the phone slam to the floor and then a few other items, I figured I should go inside just to make sure my crazy red head didn't cause too much damage. Not that I cared but, since I was working for WWE now I did sort of have a reputation to uphold.

I turned the handle to the door and I walked inside that was when the skank eyed me up and down and then licked her lips. I glanced over at Amy the fire in her eyes grew more. It was kind of dare I say it, cute that she actually cared for a scumbag like me. The Hall of Famer took one of April's glass figurines and slammed it to the floor causing the ring rat to jump and turn her attention back to Amy.

"You stupid bitch! That was a gift from Phillip!" She screeched out in her annoying child like voice that she seemed to use whenever she didn't get what she wanted. April went to slap Amy across the face and the taller redhead grabbed her arm and smirked as she brought her right hand up and smacked her causing the younger woman to cry out in pain.

"Phillip, get out here right now before I kill this tramp!" April yelled turning her attention towards the bathroom door.

The white door to the bathroom slowly opened and Phil came out in just his sweat pants his hair was wet and I rolled my eyes at him.

"What the fuck is going on out here?" He yelled as his little skank walked over to him and started crying. I rolled my eyes and looked over at Amy her jaw was tense and her fists were balled up like she was ready to punch Phil in his smug face.

"Why don't you tell me what's going on Phil. I haven't seen you for three fucking months and then I have to find out through a close friend that you're cheating on me, and with her for that matter!" Amy yelled as she looked at Phil.

"Maybe if you actually paid attention to Phillip he wouldn't have to sneak around with me." April stated as she wiped her eyes and looked at Amy.

Amy's eyes had gone from a soft hazel color to an angry fiery reddish green I could tell she was pissed and she had every right to be. The fist she had been clenching ever so tightly only tightened up more and without any warning she punched April right in her face knocking the twig bitch on her ass.