Why am I here?? ~Dean Ambrose

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Janessas POV
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I shoot up, feeling a short pain in my side, I look down at my side and see it completely covered in a large bruise, I scream in fear, then it all comes rushing back.

Dean doesn't see me hiding behind the door.

"Tomorrows our wedding.

I have everything planned for that night.

We are going to get in a nice rental car and go to a hotel overnight.
The next morning we will be going to Fiji In a hotel there.
I booked a room at the very top with a jacuzzi tub and a balcony with a pool.

Janessa will love it!

Tonight I don't get to see her, I don't Get to see her at all until tomorrow, I guess she's staying with Roman and Taylor.

I'm going to miss her tonight!

But I'll get over it. I have some things to take care of anyways." He says, he's on the phone with somebody. It's on speaker.

"You know, you're not married yet! If you wanna have a good time come to my room around 8:00."

"I may have done it once, but we were drunk and she was at NXT okay?" Dean said

"Have you told her yet?" The mysterious girl asked.

"I should have but I haven't. I'm telling her tonight." Dean said.

"But I love you, Dean."

"I love you too, Summer, but my wedding is tomorrow and I love Janessa more!"

I tumble out from behind the door. He looks at me with huge eyes, tears fall down my face.

"... Dean?" I asked.

He walked toward me and I ran out of the hotel as fast as I could.

I run into the street without looking and I see a pair of headlights approach me, as well as a loud honk, that's all I remember.

"I got hit..." I whisper, lightly brushing my finger against the bruise, I reach to my left and feel a remote attached to the bed, I grab it and press the button, it's one of the ones that calls the nurse.

A few seconds later the nurse enters the room.

"Hello, Janessa." She says, looking at me.

"How long until I can leave, and how long will I be out of wrestling." I ask, not looking at her and not breathing until she answered.

"You can leave now, And about 3-4 months." She said, giving me a sad/ weak smile.

"Is physical activity allowed?" I asked, still looking at the dim blue blanket, on my bed.

"Yes, just don't push yourself too much, you broke 4 of your ribs and we had to do surgery to remove your appendix."

I nodded. "Can I sign those papers to leave?" I asked quickly. She nodded and as soon as she left the room I burst into tears.