"You were like coming up for fresh air. It's like I was drowning and you saved me."
Violet Ashton, or the most popular women in the WWE. She's friends with everyone from John Cena to Randy Orton and then some. She's dominated the women's division i...
Alright, Violet...Calm down. This isn't your first rodeo...Just...Your most recent. Yes, Today was Survivor Series, a.k.a. my first paper view back since I was injured last year. Not only did that put a lot of pressure on me, but the fact that if AJ and my team didn't win today...Then all of this would've been for nothing...My friendships with John, Nikki, Daniel and Brie ending, the rest of the cast of Total Divas hating me, all that inspirational talk about how we're here for more than the glitz and the glammer...It would all be for nothing, and I couldn't let that happen. I had to be on my A-Game...More than I usually was.
Five minutes till showtime, and they were showing a promo we prerecorded a few hours back. I knew I had to get my mind straight, however that was going to be extremely difficult, especially after knowing that if we win the match tonight, I would have to at least make sure I was still in the match at the end, otherwise the whole Shield thing wouldn't work out. Just another thing I was worried about...
Speaking of The Shield...they had won the match...Well, actually Roman had won their match for their team...I couldn't be more proud of my boys, and couldn't wait to see them...I knew they'd be watching closely during my match. This wasn't just another thing to prove to the Total Divas, that the True Divas live up to their name...But, it was also to prove to the boys that they made the right choice when they asked me to join the Shield, that I was the best of the best.
To prove to Dean that I belong with him and the boys...Dean. Another thing on my mind right now...I couldn't even comprehend everything that was going on up there, it was quite a lot. Our encounter the last time he had even really looked at me, which had made me more confused than ever before...
I woke up to the bright sun in my face, and nearly had a panic attack when I felt a strong grip on my waist. What in the fu-Oh, that's right...Dean slept in my bed with me because he was 'cold' and he 'didn't feel good' and let's not forget he 'didn't want to sleep alone.' I rolled my eyes, while my eyes were still closed, so not too sure how that worked out...
I peeked one of my eyes open, and found his face literally inches from mine...His eyes were closed, but I couldn't feel his hot breath on my face whenever he'd breathe in and out. His hair was all over the place, and the stubble on his face made him look irresistible...But, I knew I had to resist. I refused to be another one of his fuck buddies.
Still, I couldn't help but feel the strong urge to reach out and touch his cheek gently, or brush a strand of his hair away from his forehead. He was too adorable for his own good, when he wasn't being a complete prick. Last night's conversation took over my brain...I could hear him begging me to let him sleep with me, I could hear him making me promise to be here when he woke up in the morning...This just made me even more confused about him than literally ever before...I wanted to find out what made Dean Ambrose...Dean Ambrose.
