Beneath The Skin

50 Shades of Anger

"Mocha Frap please." I ordered with a smile as I pulled out my money, handing it to the cashier. I took my receipt and stepped to the side to wait for my drink.

I couldn't help but think of what Julie and I talked about last night. I quietly chuckled. After telling her about Seth, she was even more in love with him than she was before. But ya know... she was right. I guess for now on I'm going to start letting my heart decide for me. I smiled as Dean crossed my mind. I guess I really am falling for hi-

"1105. Your drink is ready."

I walked back up and grabbed my drink. Walking to the dining area, I sat down and pulled a book out my bag. "50 Shades of Grey" Not something you would normally see someone of my profession reading, but I do love this series.

A couple of minutes into chapter 27, I heard the chair in front of me slide back. I looked up and smiled. Dean.

"Mind if I join you." He asked. I nodded and moved my stuff off the table. He sat down in the seat and glaced over at my book. Chuckling, he pointed to the book.

"You into that kind of stuff?" I looked down and back up, shaking my head. I could feel myself beginning to blush. "No I uh..." He laughed. "Calm down Ms Doctor. Im only playing. So I was thinking, could have a day off from the sessions?"

I thought about it. I guess a day off wouldn't hurt. I don't want to stress him out with the sessions so why not. I nodded. A smiled formed on his face.

"Great." He said standing up. "Come with me."

I hesitated at first. Where could we be going? I put my stuff away and followed him out the cafe. I walked behind him as he lead the way. We got into a rental car and drove off. I peered out the window as the buildings passed by.

A few moments later, he pulled into a secluded area near a beach. We got out the car and began to walk along the water. We were silent... It wasn't really an awkward silence but rather peaceful. He suddenly stopped and stared out at the ocean.

"We're always on the move, so we never get moments like this where we can just stop and enjoy whats around us." He spoke softly as the wind blew through his hair.

"But that's what I've done all my life. I've always been on the run. Physically and mentally." He continued sighing. I walked closer to him and put my hand on his arm.

"I can kind of relate. My parents were always on me to do my best and be better than anyone else around me. They pushed me so hard, I never got the time to enjoy myself growing up."

I looked down at my feet and really started to think then something sparked a flame in my heart.

"I never asked for this. I never asked to be a doctor. My parents stole my whole life from me. I...I.." I began to choke up. I felt a tear roll down my face. I turned around from Dean.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't be telling you this."

He turned me around and pulled me close. As he wiped the tears from my face, he smiled.

"I know your suppose to be the 'therapist' and all but I have pretty good listening skills too."

I chuckled alittle pushing him away playfully.

"You know... I know just what you need. Come on."

I followed him back into the car and we headed on the rode once again. Not even 15 minutes later we pulled into an almost empty parking lot. As we got out the car I looked at the building. 'Performance Center'

We headed in the building and Dean was immediately greeted by a couple of people. I felt kind of left out as they looked at me like I was some sort of hobo on the street. We walked passed them and headed into a gym looking area.

"What are we doing here?" I asked. Dean didn't reply.

"Hey Nattie." He called out to a lady with blonde hair and pink highlights across the room. She turned around and smiled big as he walked over to us.

"Hey Dean." She greeted him with a hug and turned to me. "And who's this beautiful girl you have with you." She nudged Dean with a smirk. "Hi I'm Paris. Deans-" "My student." He replied for me. "Wow I didn't know there was a new girl around. Nice to meet you."

I was in shock. Student? As in he's training me to wrestle? Oh no no. I couldn't hurt a fly let alone wrestle someone.

"Yeah Vince wanted me to train her. Hey, Nattie do you have an extra pair of work out clothes for her? She forgot her stuff at the hotel."

She nodded and quickly got some things.

"Here ya go. You can go ahead and keep that I have alot of workout clothes. I should get back, catch ya later Dean ans maybe I'll see you in the ring one day Paris." She chuckled as she went back to one of the rings.

I turned my head to Dean and hit his chest. "Why would you tell her that!? What do I need these for anyways?"

He just smiled. "Just go put them on and meet me back here."

I huffed and walked off. I looked around and spotted the girls locker room. I changed into the outfit and stared in the mirror. It was very... tight. The shorts were almost to my cheeks. I felt embarassed. I walked out, holding my arms around me to hide my chest. Waking over to Dean, his eyes widen.

"Keep staring and I just might have to take you in the ring."

He laughed and grabbed my hand. He lead me to a small vacant gym in the back. It was quiet. Just the two of us. He guides me to a table and wrapped some white cloth around my knucles then we walked over to the punching bags. He postioned me in front of one and be stood behind it. He held it in place and stared at me.

"Punch it."

I looked at the bag and sarcasticly chuckled.

"Dean this is stupid. Look at me." He shook his head. "I know you have some bottled up anger. This is a good way to get it out. Just do it."

I stared at the bag and sighed. I took a swing, hitting it. It barely moves.

"Come on you can do better than that. Don't you want to make your mommy and daddy proud."

I look at Dean. For him to say that ticked me off alittle. I punched the bag again but this time alittle harder.

"Come on now. You can do better. Ms Doctor."

I started to get angry. I could see what he was doing and it was working. I punched the bag repeatedly. Each hit harder than the last. I started thinking about everything my parents put me through. How I never had a life because I had to be their perfect little daughter. Tears streamed down my face as a yelled at the punching bag. With one last punch, I fell back to the floor. Dean quickly got down beside me. He put his arms around me, hugging me tight.

Once he let go, he moved my hair out my face and sniled.

"Do you feel better?"

I nodded. I felt alot better. I guess I had more anger inside of me than I thought.

"Good." He said checking the time. "We should get going, I still have a show tonight."

He helped me up and began to walk to towards the locker room.

"Wait... Dean." He turned around and I got close to him. I kissed him softly on his cheek and smiled.

"Thanks."