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

Chapter 54 Maybe we just need space

"Just go away!"

I woke up to someone yelling. I squeezed my eyes shut due to the vicious headache that was starting to get worse.

Please be quiet for one second..

My eyebrows scrunched in confusion when it became silent. I smiled until a door slammed shut, worsening my headache.

I grunted and rubbed my temples, closing my eyes. I can't believe that bitch got me like this, she fucking tricked me.

I sat up and looked around, yawning.

"You're finally awake" Jon said leaning on the door frame.

I rolled my eyes and laid back down, turning my back towards him.

After a couple of seconds, he walked to my side and bent down to my level.

"Here" he said, handing me a water bottle and two pills. I held the bottle and watched as the pills were sat on the bed. They read, Advil.

"Ah come on..it's nothing a little Advil and water can't do"

Asshole.

"Can we talk?" He asked, staring into my eyes.

I stayed silent, tapping on the bottle cap. I didn't feel like talking, not to him especially.

"Alright" he said, standing up and walking out of the room. I sighed and sat up, squeezing my eyes at my raging headache.

I took the cap off and lifted the bottle up to my lips and took a sip. Its not that I don't want to talk to him, I do..it's just, if I do, yelling would be the way it would come out.

I grabbed the two pills and took them. Anything that could cease this hangover would be great.

After doing so, I laid back down and waited for the pills to take action.

***

I was feeling a bit better and decided to give Jon a chance to talk.

Standing up, I stretched and walked out of the room, seeing Jon sitting on the couch watching TV.

He noticed me and smiled.

"Feeling better?" He asked

"Yeah, um, do you still wanna talk?" I asked. He nodded in response as I sat down on the couch also.

"What about?" I asked

"So..let's start with last night. Nothing really happened, I promise" he paused taking a deep breath "Now, there's something I need to tell you."

I mentally prepared myself for what I was about to hear, hoping it was good.

"Well...two months ago, I can't really remember what happened but one thing led to another and I-"

He stopped talking, taking another deep breath.

"What is it- You can tell me" I supported, though I mostly just wanted to hear what he had to say..if it's this hard for him to say it then, it must be bad.

He cracked a small smile and continued...

"Like I said, I can't really remember what had happened but It was a couple of months ago and Uh, it was after show and I left something in my locker room."

This shouldn't be bad at all...I was worried for nothing.

"I guess I didn't know that Renee followed me into my room but yeah anyway..I don't know what she did but one thing led to another and we were..." he trailed off the spoke again