Finding Chloe •{Dean Ambrose FanFic}•

Chapter 17 - Letters

Braun Strowman's POV

I pick up my little sister up off the ground. She's lighter than I thought she'd be. I know she hasn't been eating because of Roman's orders, but I didn't expect her to weigh less than 100 pounds.

I'm her brother, I should at least feel the tiniest bit of sympathy, but I don't. I believe she deserves all that's coming to her. She hurt Roman and Renee. They are the only friends I have, well, except the Wyatts, but other than that, yeah, I have no one.

I don't have a family, no father nor mother. My father, Brenton, was very abusive. I still have scars from him, but I don't ever show them, too embarrassed. Though I have some scars, I don't have as much as Chloe. Dad was really horrible to her. She was the one who took the beating more often, but as soon as Dad started getting worse, Jon would show up every night. He would try and protect my little sister, but he wasn't that strong at the time. As soon as Jon noticed this, he began hitting the gym more often. Weeks began to pass, Jon was getting stronger. Jon was able to protect Chloe for longer periods of time now. Dad thought this was tiring, so he moved onto me. Unlike Chloe, I was smart enough to run away one night. I found my way around until Bray Wyatt took me in and helped me.

I set Chloe back down on the ground near a dead end. I make sure she is upright so when she wakes up--should be in a couple minutes--she'll see the note I wrote her right away. I move her wavy, brown hair away from my eyes.

"Find him. Let him save you," I whisper. "Happy birthday."

I walk away, not giving a single glance back towards Chloe.

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Dean's POV

I stand up, which was a bad idea. I immediately collapsed back on the floor. My legs are too weak to hold my weight. I weigh more minutes to let my legs rest a little more.

Standing me upright, a scream erupts around the corridors. It pierces my ears, making my hands fly to them to block the scream from blowing up my eardrums.

The scream begins to fade, and I let my hands drop to my sides.

"Was that Chloe?" I ask myself, getting anxious. Did she get thrown in one of these corridors also? If so, I need to find her.

Taking careful steps, I make my way down the hallway in front of me. I let my hands rake the walls, making sure I have my balance.

I stop walking, though, as I touch a piece of folded paper. I scrunch my eyebrows in confusement and take the white sheet. I open the sheet to get greeted with sloppy handwriting.

Dear Dean,

I hope you are enjoying your find so far. What are you finding exactly? Let me tell you. You are going to find your precious, little Chloe and your best friend, Seth. I know you want to find the both of them. Can you, though?

I know a lot of things, Ambrose. I know you want to keep Chloe safe from now on. I know you want to tell her the truth. But guess what! There's a catch anyways. Whoever said this was going to be easy?

I need to explain the rules first. Your task is to find Chloe and Seth. You must take them into the room you were in before, which is on your left.

I look over to my left and see the small room where I was tortured. I see my blood on the floor, dried. The straight jacket is also still there. My most favorite jacket I have ever worn!

You must rake the hallways for your friends. There is also a time limit. You must find each of them in under two hours, by the way, they are separate and are also trying to find their way out of this maze. If you do not find your friends in the two hours you were given, I will send in someone to come and get you. You will be seated in a room, strapped in some more chains, watching Chloe suffer. Seth will be at your side, also watching Chloe suffer.