The Third Bella

Chapter 25: Drafted

"Raw! I got drafted to Raw! This cannot be happening!"

"What cannot be happening," Sasha asked from behind me.

"This! First Paige gets suspended for who knows how long and now I got drafted to Raw and Dean's on Smackdown."

I felt so defeated. I didn't know if Steph and Hunter did it all on purpose or if it was just a coincidence, either way I was still pissed. My first instinct was to bang on Hunter's door and say some things I would definitely regret later, but, of course, Dean stopped me.

"Instead of losing it about not getting drafted to the same brand as me, be grateful that you got drafted early on," Dean suggested, which I passed on.

"Being drafted to a different brand than you takes away from the joy of being drafted early."

"We will figure this out, so in the meantime calm down and enjoy the ride. I have to go talk to Bryan so I will talk to you later," Dean said then ran off.

I was still very upset going into my match but I put all of that aside to put on a show for the fans. After my match I tried to talk to Dean, but he was no where to be found. Worried that he was smoking again, I ran to the one person who I knew would help.

"Seth! Where's Dean? I think he might be smoking again," I said super quickly as soon as he stopped to listen to me.

"Actually I was just about to go looking for you. Dean is giving Hunter a piece of his mind, and it doesn't look so good."

"Oh god," I said then walked in to Hunter's office, praying that he what said wouldn't have too much damage on his career.

"Jonathan calm down before you get yourself fired," Hunter practically screamed at him.

"Thank God, Gabi! Please get him out of here," Stephanie ordered.

I grabbed Dean's arm and forced him outside,"Dean you really need to learn when to shut up."

He smiled at me, then said,"If I learned when to shut up then why would I need to keep you around?"

"Alright asshole, we both have planes to catch and jobs to keep, so let's go."

~2 weeks later~

Being away from Dean was hell but thankfully we were finally going to reunite at Survivor Series. "Gabi! Long time, no see."

"Brock! Hi, what are you doing here?"

"Cutting a promo for my match this Sunday. Well Paul's cutting the promo, I'm just there to be there."

"I'm not stupid, you don't need to spell it out for me."

"Never said you were," Brock said shrugging his shoulders.

"Whatever."

"Anyway, how's the boyfriend?"

"Good, just miss him. How's the wifey?"

"She's doing great, and what do you mean miss him?"

"We didn't get drafted to the same brand Brocky."

"First of all, you now I hate when you call me that, second of all I'm no Einstein, third of all there is no third of all!"