Shivers * WWE Fanfic

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I walk backstage still tasting the blood in my mouth. The disappointment I feel is killing me. The thought of not having the Championship makes me depressed.

Sasha not only has the Championship but she has Dean. Two of the things I want the most. As I'm walking backstage I see Sasha.

Dean is walking down the hall and he looks at me. He must've seen the look in my face because his expression softens.

My chin begins to quiver and I want him to so very badly hug me. I want him to hug me and tell me it's okay.

Instead he walks to Sasha and hugs her. He looks at me while he's doing this. He's got an apologetic look on his face and I feel my insides twist and turn.

Just what I needed.

"Hey Aj. Sorry about that." Paige says giving me a hug. I hug her back and close my eyes. "I'm sorry about it too."

"I literally thought you'd win." She says as she let's go. "I would've if she hadn't poked my eye." I say angrily.

"What? She poked your eye?" She asks. "Yeah. She did. Then she kicked me in the face and that made her win."

"That's cheating. You have to tell Jane and Mark." Paige says. "I will but I have to get a video of the match first so I can show it to them. Otherwise they probably won't believe me."

"You're right but you have to show them as soon as you get that video." She says. "I will. I just want to forget everything right now."

"Forget huh?" She asks with a smirk spreading across her face. "I know exactly what will make you forget."

•••

"Aj you have got to slow down." Sami says as I snatch a drink from his hand. "Wooo! I've never felt this relaxed! Well except that time Dean and I got drunk." I say laughing hysterically.

Everything is so much funnier right now. Everything seems to be spinning and there's a lot of neon lights everywhere. Everybody is dressed slutty and is either high, drunk, or both.

"Chill Sami. She's having fun." Paige says giving him a look. "But she doesn't drink often." He says looking at me.

"There's always a first time." Paige says with a smile. Sami shrugs and grabs a cup with water I think. He says he's not drinking anymore because he's driving. Which I guess is the responsible thing to do considering Paige and I are super wasted.

"Let's dance!" Paige says. I shake my head taking a seat. "I need to sit for a bit." I scream over the music.

She grabs Sami and they walk to the dancing floor to start dancing. I turn around and look across the room to see Sasha and Dean.

They got here about an hour ago. Of course they had to come to this place. Out of the tons of clubs there is in the city they come to this one.

Sasha catches me looking and she turns to say something to Dean. I quickly turn around because she probably said something about me creepily staring.

I grab another shot and slowly turn around. Sasha and Dean are now dancing. They're dancing dangerously close to each other.

Dean looks at me and I gulp down the nasty alcohol. It takes like hell but makes me relax more.

There's still a bottle on the table that Paige bought. So I pour me some more as I look at them dance.

I bet it feels nice to dance with him. It must be nice to have all of his attention, all of his time, all of his everything.

He's looking at her with so much love and admiration for makes my chest ache. Why can't he look at me like that? Am I that hard to love?

A deep sadness starts to spread over me so I turn back around before I start crying. I gulp the horrid burning liquor and put my cup down.

Paige and Sami are still dancing and they look like they're having fun. I wish I could but it's impossible.

When Paige found out Dean and Sasha were here she wanted to leave. But why should we leave? Isn't this a place where anyone can come in?

She probably didn't want to make me feel bad but how does she know I don't want to look at them? Am I not free to torture myself over and over by looking at them?

I'm hoping that if I look at them long enough the thought of Dean not being mine will finally stick in my mind.

No matter how many times I look it just doesn't stick. There's still this stupid hope living inside of me that won't let me let go.

My phone lights up on the table. I grab it and read the text message that's on my screen.
"Hey. Didn't see you after your match. Are you ok?" 

It's from Randy. My phone turns off automatically and I put my phone down. He's asked me so much if I'm okay and it's always the same answer.

It's embarrassing being so sad all the time. I don't want to make Randy sad too. He's obviously dealing with things too and I make it worse.

My stomach starts hurting and I grab my phone and get up. Paige is too busy dancing with Sami and I don't want to bother her. She deserves to have fun. She doesn't need me to ruin that.

I start walking through the drunk crowd bumping into everyone. I keep saying sorry every time I bump into them.

It feels like I'm walking on clouds. I'm seeing double of everything. As I'm looking down at my feet I see two pairs.

This alcohol really messed me up. I finally make it to the bathroom hall without falling. I'm holding on the wall for support so I don't fall because my knees feel weak.

"Hey. Need help?" A voice says. My ears are ringing from the loud music. I turn around and see two guys.  Much taller. Much stronger. And much more wasted.

I shake my head no. "Come on. We can help. Where are you trying to go?" The other one asks. "I just... I just need to go use the bathroom."

"Why don't we go somewhere else? We could have fun." His voice makes me scared. I start to panic because I'm not fully conscious right now.

I'm in a hallway with two guys standing in front of me. If I scream no one will hear. "No. I'm good". I turn around and try to walk faster towards the bathroom. 

"Come on cupcake. Let's have fun."