Sweetheart

11

"What? What do you want?" Paige screams at Dean who left commentary and is now standing on the apron. I take the chance to roll Paige up for the three-count while she's distracted.

1. 2. 3.

The ref raises my arm in victory and hands me my belt. Paige screams at the ref in frustration with her unfair loss, and I can see Dean smirking out of the corner of my eye.

When the ref tells Paige there's nothing he can do she turns to me and gets in my face.

"This isn't over." She screams and then rolls out of the ring. Dean then climbs inside the ring and now I can see he has a microphone. He smirks at me before putting the microphone up to his lips.

"That was a close one May, she almost had you beat. Good thing I was there to help you out." He begins and I shake my head.

"I didn't need your help!" I yell at him but I don't have a microphone, so the crowd probably didn't hear me. What I said was a lie, Paige was surprisingly tough. I actually do think that if Dean didn't step in that she could have beat me. I didn't want to admit that though.

"Just understand that this is what teammates do for each other. Become part of The Shield and we'll make sure you never lose that belt." He points at my Divas title.

"Have you made your decision yet?" He asks and I shake my head while holding my title close to my chest. Dean rolls his eyes.

"Listen, like I said this offer isn't going to be around forever sweetheart." He begins and steps closer to me as I clench my title even tighter. "Just think about what you'd be passing up." He says and you could tell his words had a double meaning. He was saying I'd pass up a good opportunity with the Shield, but he was also saying I'd be missing an opportunity to be with him. I slowly inhaled and then slowly exhaled as Dean started to walk away from me.

My music started to blare and I knew then I had to get out of the ring so that the main event could start.

As I walk backstage I think hard about what Dean had said. By pushing all of these feelings I have for Dean away, is it a possibility that I'm missing out on something good? I never really thought of Dean being something good before. Whenever I thought of him I always thought of how it shouldn't happen, but I've never really asked myself why.

I mean yeah I would tell myself "he's an asshole and a terrible person", but I'm honestly not believing that to be true anymore. He's actually been quite nice to me, but I've been too stubborn to acknowledge it. It's just a lot to think about, and I don't feel like thinking.

I quickly pace back to the Divas locker room to change out of my ring gear and get going to the nearest bar. This week has been too much for me, I need some relief.

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"Another." I say to the bartender and he nods. I seem to be in a very similar situation to the one I was in on Sunday. Only this time Dean wasn't here.

"Here you go." Says the bartender as he places the beer bottle down on the napkin in front of me. Ever since Sunday night I've been craving beer, which is unusual. This is my tenth bottle tonight.

"This feels familiar." I hear a deep, raspy voice say behind me and I immediately recognize it as Deans. Was he following me? Seriously he always seems to be around. I just want to be alone right now.

"Hello Dean." I slur unenthusiastically as he sits down on the stool next to me. I look over at him and see him pouting.

"Don't sound too excited to see me." He says and I roll my eyes. This definitely feels familiar.