Beneath The Skin

Who Is She?

We arrived at the arena and walked through the long hallway. I really didn't have to come today since we weren't doing a session but I decided to anyways. Plus I was starting like this whole wrestling scene. I followed Dean to the back until we stopped at his dressing room. I started to walk the opposite way to the lounge but he stopped me.

"You can come in." He informed me. I shook my head. "As much as I would 'love' to see you guys with shirts off. Im fine." I teased. He laughed and pulled me into the room, shutting the door behind us. The first person I say was Dean's friend Roman. "Hey." I quietly greeted him. "What's up Paris. Dean, Jojo was looking for you. She said something about doing a promo." He nodded and turned to me. "Wait here." He told me as he walked out the door. I walked over to a chair and sat down. I looked up and caught Roman smiling at me. "Um...may I help you?" He laughed. "You're into my brother." I raised my brow. "Dean.. um..I.." He walked over to a locker and got stuff out. "You don't have to explain to me. Explain that to him."

As Roman smiled, I sighed.

It was almost time for Dean to go up. Once again I was about to walk to the lounge but Dean stopped me. "Where you going?" He asked. I pointed to the room. He shook his head. "How about you get a front row seat this time?" He took my hand and walked be down the hall to a big curtain. I remembered being here before when I first came here. "Just walk behind me. Smile, try not to look nervous. Walk past the ring, to the spot where you see three guys. I need you to sit beside the girl okay?" I tried to understand what he was saying but all I could hear was cheering. Suddenly loud music hit and Dean got a signal. He tugged me to let me know to follow him. He let go and walked in front of me. I did as he asked and walked behind. Once I got through the curtains, I was hit with roaring cheers. I looked around at all the people. I could almost feel myself freezing up but I kept walking. I walked past the ring and over to the spot where Dean told me to go. I sat beside a lady who stared at me confused. She got close to my ear. "Who are you? What are you doing down here?"

"I'm Deans Therapist. He wanted me to be put here." She nodded. "Okay doll just becareful. If you see any of the wrestlers coming towards you just follow my lead okay?" I nodded and turned my attention back to the ring.

It was the end of the match. Dean had just pinned Aj Styles. The crowd cheered. I smiled as he walked around the ring. He stared over at me with a smile. He blew a kiss over to me and continued to celebrate. My heart melted. I jumped, getting scared by a couples of squealing girls who were sitting behind the barricade.

"Did you see that! Dean totally blow a kiss at me."

I laughed to myself. I'll let her have this one.

Dean rolled out the ring and came by me.

"Did you enjoy watching me out here?" He asked as he signed autographs. I smiled. "Much better than watching it through the tv but what do I do now. Where do I have to walk to get back?" He turned to me with a smirk. "Who said you had to walk?" I raised my eyebrow. He walked to me and picked me up, bridal style. I heard the girls that were behind me gasp. I was just as shocked as they were. As he carried me, everyone in the arena cheered. Once we got to the back he put me down. I hit him on the chest.

"What was you thinking!?" Now everyone is going to hate me." I stopped for a second and ran to the lounge room. I looked at the tv where they was playing replys of what happened.

"Whoever this girl may be, it seems like shes keeping the lunatic in this straight jacket."

I sat on the couch and starred at us on the tv.

*Buzz Buzz*

I rumbled looking for my phone.

"Hello?"

"AHHH! Oh my gosh Paris! I just seen you and Dean on TV. I can't believe he did that."

My friend rambled on as my phone beeped again. I looked at the caller id. 'Stephanie'

"Oh shit." I blurted out.

"Whoa Paris whats wrong?"

"I have to go. I'll talk to you in a bit."

I hung up on her and answered Stephanie.

"Hey...Stephanie.."

"Hello. I just seen the show. I hired you to help Dean with his problems not get carried to the back on national TV."

"I know... I am so so sorry."

"On the other hand....ratings just shot through the roof. Their calling you the mystery girl. I like it. The girl thats keeping Dean Ambrose in a straight jacket."  I heard her chuckle.

"Although it's great. Lets not make a habit of it. If the viewers like it...we may just bring you out again. Oh and I won't tell your boss about your relationship with Dean as long as you just keep it on the down low."

"But we aren-"

"Okay hun. I have to get going. See you soon bye."

But we aren't...together..