Torn (Broken Sequel)

This Is Why

I glance back and forth as I glide down the long, noisy hallway looking for Dean.

It's a live show here in Cincinnati, Dean's hometown, and he and Celeste are preforming. I came with Cel, but my true intentions were to find Dean.

He won't pick up when I call, he won't text me back, and I haven't exactly seen him otherwise. He wasn't at Smackdown when I had the promo to write myself off TV. He knew how hard it was for me, being out for awhile, and I'd be lying if I said it didn't hurt that he didn't at least shoot me a message.

Why do I even care? He's just Dean.

It didn't take long to find Dean. All done up in his black bulletproof vest and dripping wet hair. He was stretching alone, getting ready for a singles match. Seth and Roman are in Indianapolis at a live event for tonight, so it's luckily just him for this conversation. Who knows what is to come.

He must have heard me approaching, raising his head to look at me with his baby blues. His face had a hint of sorrow, maybe even guilt, but it was quickly erased and replaced with annoyance. He viciously rolled his eyes and he rose up to his feet and crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow.

I huffed as I got closer and came to a halt when I was roughly 3 and a half feet away.

He shifted on his feet impatiently, waiting for me to spit out what I came for. I found it hard to speak once I was in his presence. I had came here with a plan. I knew exactly what I was going to say, now here I am at a loss of words.

Realizing I probably looked like a complete idiot, I took a deep breath and let the words spill, "Dean.. I've tried to get ahold of you. You don't seem to be picking up... I just can't help but feel like I did something wrong...I just.. I just know whatever it is.. just tell me so I can fix it.. I-" I cut me off, staggering his words.

"AJ.. I... I uh...Look, I just didn't have anything to say. Now if you excuse me, I have a match." He muttered, walking past me with a grimace.

I can't even believe this is happening.

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Celeste put an arm around me, trying her best to comfort me. It's hard to comfort someone when they don't even truly know what's going on.

"Maybe he's just... dealing with something. Maybe it has nothing to do with you. You know how Dean is he's... stubborn." She whispered, rubbing my back.

I rolled my eyes, "Common, Cel. You could just see the annoyance in his eyes when I approached him. Thanks for trying to comfort me, but there's no need to sugar coat it." I let out a small chuckle before drawing out a sigh of frustration.

Here we go, just like a year ago Dean's back to silent, at least with me. The only difference is this time is this is like a big punch to the gut. I'm not sure whether to double over in pain and cry, throw a punch back, or puke. Maybe all three.

"Okay, maybe he's talking to someone, is that what you want to hear?" She rose her eyebrows and grinned, waiting for my reaction.

I gave a more dramatic eye roll this time around and looked away, trying to hide my pissed off face.

"At least that's more believable" I muttered under my breath.

Celeste kept talking, but to be honest I didn't hear a word she said. All I heard was this loud swoosh in my ears that went along with the churning in the pit of my stomach.

I think back to all the times he's helped me. The times he calmed me down before the anger got the best of me again. The time he spoke to me for the first time in NXT. The first time he spoke to me after years of ignoring me, back when I was dating Seth.

Seth. I'm with Seth now. Why am I worried about Dean.

He's my friend, that's why.

Oh just a friend, huh? What about when he kissed you? How did that make you feel?

How did it? I was stunned maybe. Relieved? I don't know.

When Dean kissed me back then I had felt the same as I do sitting right here. Swooshing in my ear going with the rhythm of my stomach tornado.

But why is Dean ignoring me now? I couldn't have done something wrong, could I? What if he is seeing someone?

Why does the thought of that make you angry?

Then it all clicked.

My eyebrows rose with realization.

"AJ, have you been listening to a word I've said?" Cel asked, suddenly realizing my change in attitude, "What, what's up?"

"Sorry, no time to explain right now. Is Dean still here?" I asked standing up and grabbing my bag.

"No, he's at his hotel. The Best Western down the street."

I nodded and headed to the door.

"Oh, and AJ?" Cel called after me, causing me to turn around, "Go get him, Tiger."

I ran out as fast as I could, not caring if I drew attention to myself.

I just don't get how I didn't get this before. Why after so long did it finally hit me. I don't know, but I'm desperate to find him.

I'm in love with Dean Ambrose.

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Guys!!!! ONE MORE CHAPTER OF TORN!

Don't worry though, I'm not leaving you hanging. The Wednesday following the final chapter I will put the first chapter to the final book, Relapse, and put an update here to remind you that it's up!

It will work on the same schedule. Updated on Wednesdays.

Who's excited?!

Yes this chapter is even EARLIER than I had planned, but I couldn't wait to update this week. Again the chapter is early due to me being gone camping this Wednesday.

As always, thanks for reading and see you next Wednesday.