The angels from my nightmare (roman reigns imagine)

Chapter 2.

I sat in my room with the boys cheering me up. The one thing that got me to laugh the most was Seth took a sip from his Hot Chocolate only to find it cold and disgusting because we were talking for so long that he gaged and spit it all over Roman. Dean, Seth and I practicly fell off the bed laughing so freakin hard. Roman, being the actual loving person that he is, laughed at his little idea in his head, and charged at me on the bed. I got up to try and run away, but he grabbed me by the waist and slung me over his shoulder. He walked out of my room and back into the living room and tossed me on the couch. I was glad he has good aim from his spears because there is a VERY sharp corner on the couch so.. yeah. Seth and Dean came running in laughing and they all pretty much just dog pilled on me. I groaned in pain but I was laughing. Dean was pilled on top, so when he got off, he pulled Seth and Roman off with him. We were all laughing by time I was sitting up which was like 5 minutes later.

"So..do you have anybody to live with?" Seth asked, finnally bringing up the question.

"No-one that I like." I kept my head down, remembering the call from the hospital.

Dean sighed and glanced over at me then looked at the floor. "Do you have any friends that-"

"No." I interupted him. "No. I don't have any friends period. I thought I did, but they all bailed on me. Gave up on trying to help me, stopped watching my back. Things like that-the usual."

"That's...I'm sorry. What do you mean by 'gave up on trying to help'? What was going on?" Seth asked.

"When I was 12, I was suicidal. I told 2 of my friends, and they helped me for about two years...then let me go. They don't even talk to me now. I bet they think I already killed myself. I even told my mom that I wanted to go to a mental hospital to try and get better. She said no, so I told her I would try medication." I replied.

"Did they work? Because you seem really happy!" Dean chimed.

"No. I've gotten better at acting. But I wasn't acting with you guys. I really DO have fun with you guys." I said, looking up at Dean.

"Guys...we need to talk. Seth, Dean." Roman said as he got up from the couch and walked into my room. Dean and Seth looked at me, and I smiled and nodded for them to go.

"What can we do??" Dean whispered.

"I don't know!" Seth whispered back.

"Guys. We know what we have to do." Roman looked at both of them square in the eyes. They looked at eachother and nodded. "Okay." Dean replied.

They walked back into the living room and I was still sitting on the couch. "What's up? Something wrong?" I asked, walking up to them.

 "No, we have an idea." Seth smiled.

"Should I be worried..or relieved?" I asked.

Roman smiled. "We have a feeling you'd be relieved."

I smirked. "So."

"We want you to come to Wrestle Mania with us." Dean blurted.