Kaitlyns POV
"What the hell was that" I was barely awake and I looked over at dean who looked like he was enjoying something on his phone.
I laid back down and heard him fart. I shot up and he burst out laughing.
"That's not fucking funny that's disgusting" he looked at me with tears in his eyes.
"it's hilarious listen" he pressed a button and I heard another.
"it's a fart app" he laughed pressing the button I ignored and laid my head back down. I wasn't feeling good and thought I was gonna faint.
I hope I'm not bleeding to death. The cut in my arm was pretty deep. I breathed in an out and heavily
"Dean...your supposed to be taking care of me" he looked at me and sat next to me. "how about next time we don't pull a dumb ass move like that again" he held his cigarette firmly in his mouth and ripped a bandage wrapping it around my arm twice"Not so tight dean" I groaned.
"shut up" I gave him a glare
"Better sweet cheeks?"I laid down and turned the other way. "thanks dean" I mumbled and I could hear the fire from his poke sizzling the paper. I looked at the clock and it read 12:40 "Well since it's midnight I can't go back to sleep" I sat up and dean stared at me.
"What will people think" he said to himself laughing.
"about what?" I asked and he took another puff.
"what will people think like...how did we do it...how did we get away with all these illegal things and not get caught..we ran away for fuck sake...don't you understand kait!...nobody can't touch us we are unstoppable nobody knows what we had to do to get here....I think I'd die if I has to go back....never going back" he stared into space. What he said was true nobody know what we've been threw we made it this far and I'd be damn if we stop here. "you must think I'm holding us back" he shook his head and smirked.
"Naww I mean I did this to you.... Why else would want to kill yourself" I felt guilt this time.
"No Seth I don't know what I was thinking I can't go on without you." I sighed and I felt him staring at me again " I'm not Seth" did I really just say that. "I mean dean I'm sorry"
"you have my name tatted on your chest how could you?"
"Lets not argue right now I'm weak"
Deans POV
I was trying not to get hot even though inside I was infuriated time to bring up a new subject.
"You know my mom tried putting me in a crazy home" Kaitlyn looked at me with a weak smirk. "seriously..I'm not crazy I'm just hot headed I take medicine ..but it doesn't work"
"You ok" I laughed and pushed her "What you Tryna say?"
"what about your mom" her smile faded I know I hit something personal
"...I..I" she started. "you don't have to answer kait"
"No it's ..it's fine...I don't have one..unless a foster mom counts...BUT I HATE HER AND MY STEP DAD"
"Never mind it's stupid...I just wanna sleep" I slid down and held my arms out wide.
She laid down on my chest and fell asleep instantly.
"Chicks dig Ambrose" I mumbled.
"Shut up"
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Thoughts From A Balcony
Fiksi PenggemarDean Ambrose aka neighborhood troublemaker tries to get away from his miserable like when he meets another troublemaker called Kaitlyn. Will the escape their horrible lives and find what their looking for? Kaitlyn/ Dean Ambrose
