the heartbreaker || dean ambrose love story

•sierra's return and two can play that game•

"There you are sweetheart, all sorted and looking beautiful!" Sheila spun the chair round to face the mirror and as I looked up I was taken aback.

No longer did I look like I'd just crawled from the dead, with no makeup and ugly hair. I had makeup on, I looked alive and my hair had been re-dyed into an atomic blue. I looked damn good and I don't even feel vein.

"Thanks Sheila, I really appreciate you spending the time to make me look good enough again," I smiled turning to her and she shrugged flicking her hair. Sheila was the hair and makeup head, Toni usually helped too but she was busy with the Bella's for tonight's Raw.

"You're always good enough my little firecracker, you just weren't well. You'll do amazing tonight, go out there and show them who's boss." I smiled, standing to my feet to hug her as I took the sheet from around my clothing.

I had new gear for my debut tonight and I felt like a million dollars despite the nerves. I gave a twirl to the women in the room and they looked impressed as I picked my phone up from the counter.

"Who's the lucky man then Sierra?" Toni called from the other side of the room and I shook my head. Sheila smiled too and I picked up my bag from the floor.

"Nobody, I was just hoping dad would've text me by now," I sighed unlocking it to find a message from Dean.

'Good luck tonight, if I don't catch you before you go out. x'

I shoved my phone into the pocket of my new jacket without a word, Dean had a match tonight with Roman and Seth against; Sheamus, Cena and Ziggler. They were the main event and I was the segment before. Meaning he would be getting ready whilst I was out making my debut.

"He'll call up soon enough, try not to worry too much about it angel, maybe he just wants you to focus?" Sheila was always one for petnames, she was a nice lady and I didn't mind but I needed to go get myself in the zone.

"Thanks again," I hugged her with a grin before leaving the room, my bright hair over my shoulders hanging with pride. I was glad to be back, but as a heel debut not so much. .

My ankle still wasn't the strongest, but tonight was my certified night to be back thanks to the medical assessment. I have been told to take it easy but how easy things really are with me are always a little shaky.

I have a huge scar on my eyebrow now though, despite the stitches and I'll never be able to have eyebrow hair there ever again. But it makes me look like a badass so I really don't care. The crutches I used for two weeks became like a friend but I was glad to rid them a few days ago, however - they're sat in the divas locker room just in case I need them.

I was practically skipping down the corridors, I wanted to head to catering before my segment, maybe get some advice from anyone if they're willing to accept me now? I mean I don't have Paige anymore. I haven't spoken to her since we argued like three weeks ago, I've walked straight past her. I'm not sure why I should make the first move? She was the bitch, making a deal over me and Dean when all I needed was some comfort.

I wasn't all too bothered like I should be considering she was my best friend, today was two weeks before Payback 2014 and I was determined to face Paige. I can't see why the Authority would say no, now that I'm heel it will only get me across more as she is a face.

"Sierra?" Someone questioned as I aimlessly strolled into catering, all eyes turning to me and I spotted Natalya. "Oh my god you're back?"

I nodded, pulling up a seat beside her as I let my backpack down. "Back and ready to make my first heel turn,"