Lurk//Dean Ambrose

/11/

Tori's pov

I was getting ready for my match against Dana Brooke. I felt good about the fact that I was able to make up my mind. It was driving me crazy not being able to.

But now I did and now I could finally focus on my career , and trying to get in the run for a future title shot.

I feel like I deserved it. I've only been here a few months, but I'm undefeated.

Even though I made up my mind, Dean was still in my mind. He gave up his relationship for me. Was that the right thing to do?

I felt terrible, but at the same time I wanted to be with him.

I sighed and walked out of my locker room.

I started walking towards the curtain.  As I turned
The corner Renee was standing there against the wall looking straight at me.

"Tori, isn't it?" She asked

"Yeah." I said "Renee ,right?"

"Yes" she said

"I'm sorry to hear about your breakup with Ambrose" I said honestly

"Thank you. He was acting weird for a few weeks so I guess I should've suspected that he was going to breakup with me, but oh well" Renee said

"There's other fish in the sea. You'll find someone better" I told her

"More than likely will" she said  "listen, I know you have a match next, but maybe we could meet up later or something?"

"I would love to do that. But I have plans tonight. Maybe tomorrow ?" I told her

"Sure. That works!" Renee said

I gave her my number to put in her phone.

Was I really becoming friends with my boyfriends ex girlfriend? Oh well. She seemed nice.

--

Finally , I was walking through the curtain as they announced me and my theme played.

As I entered the ring , my adrenaline started pumping already.

                                     -After match-

I can't believe I won against Dana Brooke. It was hard, but I still came out on top.

I walked in my locker room and saw Dean sitting in a bench smiling at me. He got up and hugged me as I walked through the door.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"You did an amazing job out there" Dean smiled

"Thanks" I smiled back

I changed out of my ring gear into some actual clothes. Nothing flashy. Just a tank top with The Weeknd's logo on it , a pair of ripped jeans , and some high top black and white Chuck Taylor's.

"Ready to go?" Dean asked with a really cute smile

"Yes" I said

--

Finally Dean and I arrived to the hotel after a long 4 hour drive. We were both exhausted.

As soon as we got into the hotel room, we both crashed on the bed and immediately fell asleep.