Beneath The Skin

"Are you happy?"

Stephanie ordered me to stay on Dean's bus so followed him. I walked on behind him and he plopped on  couch. "Where can I sl-"

"On the floor." He said while opening a bag of chips.

I tried to keep calm. I was too professional to get on his level. I walked to the back and saw a big room so I put my stuff in there.  I walked back out and sat on the couch across from Dean as the bus began to move. I studied, and watched him. I could tell he had something on mind by his body language. The way he gets mad easily, he obvious had something's he wasn't telling anyone. He turned his head and saw me watching him.

"You like something you see?" I just chuckled sarcastically, looking in my lap and moving a piece of hair behind my ear.

"I really hope you can find some solitude within these next 29 sessions Dean." He just smiled and shook his hand.

*Next Morning*

When we arrived in Oregon it was 6 in morning. While I was in the hotel lobby checking in, I met quite a few people and learned a lot about what happened last night. The blonde haired girl qqwas Renee Young who apparently cheated on Dean with multiple employees here. That's why Dean was so angry. I also met a couple of his close friends, one being the guy that helped me find Stephanie, Seth Rollins. Roman Reigns was Dean's other close friend. He went on about telling me Dean has always been this way since they met. He told me he really wasn't a bad guy and just needed help channeling his anger. I started to mentally preparing myself for our sessions to come gathering a lot of information about him. Once I got into my room, I put my stuff away and went to take a shower.

Dean's POV

As much as I didn't want to have these stupid sessions with this woman, I also didn't want to lose my job. Steph texted me and told me to go tell Paris I needed an early session. My schedule was pretty much booked with different events. I walked down the hall and found her room. As I knocked the door it slowly opened. I guess she forgot to lock it.

Dumb ass.

I walked in and didn't see her. I could hear water running in the bathroom. It shut off and the door opened. My eyes widened as I saw Paris walking out with only a towel on. She was dripping wet with her jet black hair in a bun. She was looking down at her phone and didn't notice me. She was about to open her towel when she looked up. She jumped, grabbing the blanket that was on the bed and wrapped it around her whole body.

"What the hell are you doing in here?!"

I didn't say anything. I just stared into her greenish hazel eyes. She was actually beautiful. I didn't really take a good look at her last night but damn.

"Dean!" I quickly snapped out of my thoughts.

"Um...Stephanie wanted to know if we could do a early schedule, I have lots of events to go to today." I explained

"Yeah sure. Now get the hell out!" She shouted pushing me out her room.

I smiled and walked back to my room.

*20 minutes later*

I walked into a small room in the hotel. Stephanie had arranged for the room to look like a small therapy room Something like what it looked like on the TV. I laid across the small lounge couch. The door opened and Paris walked in dimming the lights. She sat down in the chair across from me and opened her little book.

"So what bullshit are you going to ask me today?"

She shook her head and wrote something down. The room was silent. She didn't speak or make eye contact with me which was really irritating me. I reached over and poked her but she didn't do anything except write. I could feel myself starting to get angry. I began shaking my legs and taking heavy breaths. Then she looked up at me and smiled.

"You want attention don't you? I didn't respond to you and that made you mad. Why?" She asked me.

I smiled and sat back. "I see what your doing. Your testing me. Trying to get in my mind. See what makes me tick right?"

She just raised her brow. "Your smart I must admit." She turned the page in her book and continued. "What do you think your going to get out of these sessions or what do you want to get?"

I shook my head. "What if I told you everything about me? What do you get out of it? A couple hundreds of dollars but really does that solve anything?" I said. She looked nervous now as if she was thinking about something. I could tell my words were getting to her.

While she tried to figure me out, I was doing the same to her. I could tell there was more to this woman then this barricade shes hiding behind.

"Are you happy?" I repeated the question from yesterday.

She looked down, moved a piece of hair behind her ear. I noticed it was something she would does after I ask her serious questions.

"Why do you do that?" I asked her as she looked up.

"Do what?" she asked looking confused

I reached over and slide her hair behind her ear. I could feel her shaking as I softly ran my fingers down her neck. She began breathing heavily as she quickly pushed my hand away and stood up. "Um...I think that's enough for today." She quickly rushed out the room shutting the door behind her.

I smiled. I wanted to crack her code so bad and I felt like I was one step closer to doing so.