Bad Boys Need Love Too( A Dean Ambrose Fan Fiction)

Chapter 53 Another Argument

I felt myself falling then being caught. I looked up and saw Jon holding me, giving me a confused look.

"Carry me!" I slurred, raising my hands in the air.

Third person POV

Jon confusingly looked between his drunk girlfriend and a completely sober Renee.

He steadied Sarah to her feet and walked her in, not knowing that Renee invited herself into the room.

She closed the door behind her, catching Jon's attention.

"What are you doing here? Matter a fact, why is Sarah like this?" Jon asked, knowing that Sarah is not much of a drinker.

"I- I don't know she just felt sad that you hit her and she was saying how abusive you can be and how she's one hundred percent sure that you would do it again" Renee lied "I saw her drunk in the halls so I brought her here"

Jon didn't know how to react. He looked at Sarah in disbelief.

Did she really think this way of Jon?

He sighed and walked to the room to lay the sleeping Sarah down.

"So..what exactly happened?" Jon asked, eager to know more.

Renee smirked, happy that her plan worked.

"Well, when I found her roaming the halls, I asked her a few questions" Renee paused, walked to the couch to sit and pat the spot next to her. Jon sat down and waited for her to continue

"I asked her my main question; Why are you out here like this? She said things like, Jon hit me and I'm scared he's gonna do it again but worse. She said I don't trust him anymore and other things like that"

Jon felt upset that Sarah said these things about him and got drunk because of him. He also felt mad. Mad because she didn't have the nerves to tell him face to face.

Renee on the other hand felt proud. Proud because she actually might get away for what she's about to do.

"Hey, don't sweat it..some girls are just..selfish and only care for themselves" Renee said, scooting closer to Jon.

Jon rubbed his temples, stressed as Renee sat herself on Jon's lap.

"What are you doing?" Jon asked, sounding defeated as he laid his head back.

"you're stressed babe, don't worry about me" Renee said as she let her hands roam Jon's chest.

"Renee I-"

Renee placed a hungry kiss on Jon's lips as she slid her hands under his shirt....

Sarah's POV

I rolled on my side, feeling a bit more sober than before. My head was killing me and this wasn't even the hangover.

I groaned thinking about the amount of pain I was going to go through in the morning.

I stood up, stumbling to the side a bit..yep..still a bit drunk.

I took my shoes off and threw them to the side wondering how I got here.

Right, Renee brought me.

I was so sure that I saw Jon though..so, where is he? I was gonna call his name out but any sounds would cause my headache to rage more.

I stumbled out of the room to find Renee sat on top if Jon, having a make out session.

You've got to be kidding me.

"You fucking asshole!!" I yelled at the top if my lungs, not caring about my headache.

Renee turned around and smirked at me.

"You little bitch" I said storming towards her.

Jon pushed Renee off of him and held me back.

"Sarah, it's not what it looks" he told me.

"Bullshit" I said trying to get out of his grip.

Renee walked up towards me and smiled, taping me nose.

"Get. Your. DIRTY. hands. Off. Of. Me!" I yelled as she continued to smile.

I was pissed..beyond pissed- I don't even think a person can get this mad. I don't know if it's the Alcohol or me but both sides of me really wants to kick her ass.

"Renee. Get out" Jon demanded, raping his arm around my waist and pulling me further back

"See you later babe" she said walking out.

As soon as the door closed, I turned to face Jon.

"You are- I can't fucking believe you you asshole!" I yelled shoving him..though he didn't really budge

"Hey, calm down-"

"How can I fucking calm down if you just! Ugh!" I yelled shoving him more.

"Sarah, please-"

"No! Don't tell me what to fucking do after you just kissed that bitch!" I shouted, storming into the room.

"Let me explain Sarah!" He said raising his voice at me.

"Explain what?! I swear to God Jon I can't fucking stand you!" I said

I couldn't believe him right now. Who's he to tell me to calm down after he had a full on make out session with that asshole I almost called a friend.

I fell down to the floor and started to cry, god I hate being drunk..so many stupid emotions. Jon bent down and tried to grab my hand but I yanked it away from him.

"Don't touch me!" I said, scooting away from him. I can't even look at him right now..I'm disgusted by him.

"Baby-"

"Don't call me that. Get away from me..I can't believe you" I said once again as tears escaped my eyes and fell down my cheeks.

He suddenly sat down against the wall and pulled me on his lap, pulling me into a hug.

"Let go of me!" I cried, slapping his chest, shoving his arms to get him off of me.

I was not in the mood for this. I was tired and almost felt like my head was going to explode from this massive headache.

"Let go!" I cried more.

I tried one last time to remove myself off his lap and get his arms from around me but I couldn't. I felt weak and did not want to pass out then and there.

I gave in and rested my head on his chest, tired with a throbbing head.

He wrapped his arms around me tighter and rocked back and forth, stroking my hair.

I calmed down and stopped crying, though my head hurt worse. I wanted to yell at him again, question him to why he did what he did..but sleep was starting to take over.

Though I didn't want to, I fell asleep in hopes of getting rid of this headache and have him as far away from me as possible when I wake up.

I placed my hand on Jon's shoulder, trying to sit up, trying to fight the sleep, but I ended up giving up once again and fell back asleep.

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