Stop Fucking Around With My Emotions

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Aj's POV*

After Dean's shananagins at RAW, Seth and I planned against him. Of course, when we tried to do something, Dean ruined it with a plan of his own. It went on and on and on. It was now RAW. Dean stole Seth's briefcase a few weeks ago. It was really pissing me off.

Dean's music hit amns he walked out there and held the briefcase in the air. The crowd went mad, as usual.

"Fuck him." Seth said angrily.

"Why don't you just go take it from him?" I asked.

"Because he's crazy. Crazy people can't be trusted. Except for you. You the only exception." He laughed at my mad reaction.

"I'm not crazy." I punched his arm.

"OWW!" He shouted and I burst out in laughter.

Dean had a mic in his hand and he placed the briefcase on a table set up in the ring.

"Hey, for those of you who were looking for me, I was in the concessions stand the whole time. You walked right past me an I waved, but I think you were eating a hotdog or something. Anyway, while I was up there I realized, I don't like the way the Authority runs their merchandise stands. So tonight, here in Chicago, we're gonna have a Dean Ambrose clearance sale." He picked up a black duffle bag and put it up on the table.

"Everything must go. Everything except for this of course. This, this is priceless." He put his hand on the briefcase.

"Our short time together, me and this briefcase, we've gotten... Well we've gotten really close. I went through this briefcase earlier and I found some of Seth Rollins' personal items. When we were in the Shield we were close but I never knew that you had that side to you Seth. Now I know why you want the briefcase back, but your not gonna get it. Everything else though, its gotta go. Somebody make me and offer!" He started talking about the shirts and how much he wanted for them.

Seth's "personal body guards" came down the ramp.

"Uh oh, they sent the cruiser weight division to come and get me." Dean smirked.

"You want me to throw it? I'm not gonna throw it. Its a very valuable briefcase."

"Give it to us." The two said to Dean, trying so hard to get the briefcase.

"You guys need to stop being so intimidating. Take it down a little bit. If you guys want the briefcase, that's fine. Come in here and get it." Dean said, grabbing the handle of the briefcase

Damn you Dean!

Seth's body guards walked away like cowards and Dean went back to what he was doing.

"Okay, I don't remember what I'm charging for these things and I stole them all anyway so I'll just sell them for free." He started throwing shirts into the crowd.

Seth's music hit as Dean finished up. Seth and I came out with Mercury and Noble and a bunch of security guards.

"I'm busted... I'm busted. Are you guys real security though? Cause I could've sworn you were rosebuds last week." Dean joked.

"Alright alright alright. I've had my little games. I'm done. Take the case Seth, your Mr Money In The Bank. Just take the case. I'm sorry." He rolled out of the ring.

"I want no problems.. Except for with you Aj, I'm not done with you princess." He smirked again and I rolled my eyes.

As he went up into the crowd, me and Seth got into the ring. Seth slowly opened his briefcase and a green slimy mist shot out at us.

"Are you serious?!" I glared at Dean and got out of the ring.

Seth was still mad about the slime and Dean was laughing. I wiped some of it off of me and ran after Dean. He started running up the stairs. We ran up to the concessions stand and basically wrecked everything we ran into.

I caught up to him and tackled him to the ground.

"Dean you asshole!" I said, pounding on his chest.

Tears rushed down my eyes when I realized what we've became. We became enemy's, like how we started out as, but this time there was no coming back.

He grabbed my wrists and we stood up. He had me pushed against the wall.

"As much as I hate you right now, I need to do this. For a goodbye. So please just don't do anything, just let me have this." He pushed his lips against mine and it became difficult to stop.

He pulled away from me and I looked into his sad eyes.

"Stop fucking around with my emotions."

Sorry it took so long to update, I hope you liked it. That moment at the end though!

My question for you today is..

So far, which chapter in this book is your favorite??



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