Finally, We Meet Again

Ch.20

Deans Pov

"Hey Dean? Where did you put your pictures of us at the beach last summer? My wife wants to see them", Roman shouted from down the hall. We were back at my apartment for 2 days before that stupid party the company is throwing for the road to wrestlemania. Roman would be spending one day with me and tomorrow he's flying out back to his family.

So I wouldn't be alone.

Again

"Let me get them. Go and see if the pizza is done cooking", I said walking past him. I honestly felt like a child when he came over. I know he pittied me about my past and stuff but I don't want him babying me when I don't need it."Alright, will do", he frowned. What was he up too.

Walking back down the hallway and into my room with barley anything in it, I lifted a floor board and looked at the 3 boxes laid out in front of me.

The first was a friends box the second was a family box and the third was all about...Gwen.

My Gwen

I felt the need to hide this stuff since I don't like to dwell on the past as much, but every week I still look through the Gwen box. Looking back on past memories trying to grasp onto the feelings I once had. Love and an unbreakable friendship.

One thing I knew still hadn't broken.Our bond.

I still have plenty nightmares feeling that she was dead or she was married already. Maybe she even forgot about me.

But other days I had a great dreams. Dreams filled with laughter and our old wrestling days. Parts of me still wondered if she wrestled still. Or if she gave it up.

Did she have a child?

I ask these questions everyday to myself. Some days Roman finds me in our locker room in a mess laying on the ground in tears. Wishing she was here. It got to the point that Seth and Roman couldn't deal with my depression so
they went to the next best thing, Vince.

My boss

He sent me away for a whole month doing therapy classes and gaining my mental health back. Trying to cope with the fact that my only love could be somewhere in the world in love with a different being. I still cry, I still grieve and I never stop. I just keep it in secret and hold up my facade around Seth and Roman. Even though Seth doesn't come around that much anymore.

"Dean?! You alright dude", Roman yelled from the door way. He walked toward me and knelt down next to me.

"Come bro, stop looking at this stuff and push it away. Lets just get up and go have a drink at the-".

"No Rome, go to your family. I'm tired of being treated like a broken piece of glass. Just go to your family and spend your time off with them. I'm fine on my own", I grumble cutting him off. I was starting to get sick and tired of this.

"Look Dean, I understand that your upset-".

"You and I both know you don't want to be here. A part of you does but there's a part of you that is telling you to go to your family.Go and spend this time with JoJo", I said walking to the couch and sitting down.I heard Roman sigh and come up behind the couch.

"Dean, listen, I'm doing this for your own good. To give you some company. I don't like seeing my best friend wallow away in his past, but if really think you don't need me here. I'll go", Roman says."Roman I don't need you here. Go comfort your wife and have a good two days with your daughter. Just go be a family", I push shooing him toward the door.

"Are you sure?", He asks and I look up at him and break into a fake smile."Positive", I confirm.

A few moment later Roman comes out from the hallway with all of his stuff."If you need anything, just call me or Seth. We'll be here without a seconds notice okay?", Roman asks standing at the door. "Jeez I'll be fine, go be a family man. See you on Friday!",!I shout as he closes the door behind him.finally alone time.