Psychological Scars (Dean Ambrose Fanfic) Sequel to Ten Tonne Skeleton.

The past is no longer the present - Part 9

Seth awoke to a loud, pain filled scream. The room was dark. It definitely wasn't morning. Just as he was about to go back to sleep, the noise came again. This time louder and more terrifying than before. Seth knew that scream.

He jumped up out of bed and made his way to the room that Jon was sleeping in, tripping over numerous items on the floor on his way there. AJ and Roman joined him in the corridor, confusion and fear clear on their faces.

Seth rushed to open the door and go inside the spare room. Jon was laying in the middle of the bed. His body held together in a tight ball. He was shaking. Crying. Seth made his way over to Jon slowly, he didn't want to startle him.

He climbed onto the bed and placed his hand gentely upon Jon's side. The sudden touch made the weak man jump, but he soon melted into the kind gesture when he realized who it was. The room was silent apart from a few sniffles that escaped Jon's nose.

"Hey." Seth whispered, not wanting to make the situation uncomfortable.

"H-hey" Jon replied. AJ and Roman could see that Jon felt awkward, so they left the room to allow their friend some peace with Seth. He always knew how to deal with these situations.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Seth asked, rubbing smooth circles on Jon's back.

"Y-yes"

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

"No-not really. It's st-stupid." Jon started to cry again.

"Don't be silly. It's not stupid, whatever it is." Seth smiled lying down on the bed, facing the back of his friends head. "You know I won't judge you."

"It was about Sa-" Jon's voice cut off as another sob wracked through his body.

"Shh, It's okay." Seth soothed as he stroked Jon's hair.

"It was about him." Jon whispered.

"Don't worry about it, okay? He's gone now. He's not gonna hurt you."

"H-he's hurting me right now."

"What do you mean?" Seth was worried for his friend's mental state.

"I can still hear him, feel him. He's never gonna leave me." It broke Seth's heart to see Jon in so much pain. Why couldn't the poor boy get a break?

Seth didn't know what to say. There was nothing he could say to make Jon feel better and he knew it. This was only the first of many breakdowns and Seth was yet to perfect what he was going to say. He didn't want to hurt or upset his friend, but he wanted to get his point across.

"Physically, he's not here and he can't touch you. Mentally, he's here. He's on your mind all the time, but we can work on that. Over time you'll learn to forget. You just need to try and focus on the now. The past is no longer the present." Seth watched as his friend turned his body around so that they were facing each other.

"Thank you." Jon said. "You're too nice to me."

"Well, you're my friend and you're a nice person too." Seth smiled.

"Why did you help me?"

"Because, I saw that you were in trouble. I saw the fear in your eyes. I knew that you were lying when you said you were happy and I couldn't stand to see you unhappy." 

"Sometimes I was happy." Jon sighed. Both men stayed quiet. They were comfortable in each others company. It felt right.

"I don't like my name." Jon sighed once again.

"Which one?"

"Jon."

"Then why'd you change it?" Seth asked.

"He didn't want you to find me so he made me change my name."

"Did you do it legally? Through the law?"

"Yeah."

"Well, we'll have to change it back to 'Dean' at some point." Seth smiled.

"I would love that. Could you call me 'Dean' from now on?" Dean asked.

"Of course. It would be my pleasure." Seth laughed. "We should probably get some sleep, you look exhausted."

"I don't wanna go back to sleep." Seth could see the fear in Dean's eyes.

"Don't worry. I'm gonna be here, right by your side from the moment you fall asleep to the moment you wake up. I'm not leaving."

"Okay, thank you." Dean smiled. "Goodnight."

"Sweet dreams, Dean."

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The morning arrived quickly. Dean and Roman were left on their own in Seth's house, as Seth and AJ had gone out food shopping.

The two men were sat on the sofa, in the warm, cosy living room, watching old wrestling matches. Dean had his knees held tightly up to his chest. He was still very protective over his body after everything that had happened.

Roman took in everything about Dean. His posture, the way he shielded himself, they way he'd flinch at the slightest of touch to his body. Sami broke him.

"What was it like?" Roman asked. Dean looked up at Roman in shock, knowing what his friend meant.

"Uh, um." Dean didn't know what to say. He wanted to tell people what had happened, and get it all off of his chest, but he didn't want Roman thinking he was weak.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I just wanted to ask, y'know?" Roman felt bad for asking.

"I-It was scary." Dean murmered. "I didn't like it."

"I don't think anyone would like something like that happening to them." Roman sighed. "Did you ever try to leave him before we found you?"

"No. He made it pretty clear what he would do to me if I ever tried to leave him. That's why I never want him to get out of prison."

"What did he say he was gonna do?" Roman was scared to know the answer.

"Kill me." Dean started to cry. "I mean, I wanted to die anyway but not like that. I don't want him to kill me."

"Hey, I promise that he will never lay a hand on you ever again. As long as I'm around, he ain't getting anywhere near you and I know that Seth and AJ think the same. You're safe, okay?"

"Yeah, thanks."

Dean was grateful for his friends. He wished that he had never left them in the first place. Everything would have been so much better if he had just stayed by their side. He hoped that they could all be happy in the future, but he knew that wouldn't happen.

Eventually, it would all go wrong. They would get tired of Dean and get rid of him. He would be forced to be on his own once again. And he'd just have to live with that.