Don't Get In My Way (DEAN AMBROSE)

Chapter Four: This is a Joey's: Grill & Bar (Part 2)

I give the approaching bartender a tiring look. I think he took it the wrong way, because he gave me a smirk.

Sorry? I mentally apologize.

"Hiya, I'm Renee." Renee says and takes out her hand.

I shook it despite Tom sighing lowly at Renee acknowledging me.

I decide to shrug the anger off toward Tom for now. "Amanda." I say and smile.

"Oh! Like that store named 'Bonnie&Amanda'!?" Renee shouts.

Yeah okay she's drunk.

"Yeah?" I say, quite unsure with how to respond.

"Hey Tom," Renee calls out and she stumbles toward him, "wanna get out-?" Renee is cut off by yelling from across the bar.

"Hey! Asshole!" A man yells, the whole bar turns silent and turns. An overweight man and Dean Ambrose are standing toe to toe. Dean is a few inches shorter than the man in height. "Get out of my way! You dumbshit!" The guy yells. He may have some weight on him, but he looks like he knows how to fight.

The man, wasting no second, pushes Dean into the pool table. However, Dean was quick enough to grab a cue stick and hit the man on the face with it.

The man stumbled back just a little bit, but you could see the blood start to come out of his nose and drip to his shirt.

The man tries to punch Dean, but Dean beat him first by punching him in the ribs. I flinched at the painful sound the man made. A punch to the ribs is extremely painful. Dean then tried to pin the man onto the pool table to get more punches in.

"Stop it!" One of the waitresses shrieks.

The wrestlers that were drinking with Dean earlier push Dean off of the man and try to hold the other man back. They took the man to the bathroom to clean up his bloody nose and the security guard of the restaurant grabbed Dean by the collar and dragged him out. The guard didn't say anything, but Dean was shouting and cussing at the man who he just got in a fight with. "Fûcking pûssy! Come meet me outside!" Dean yelled as he was being dragged out.

"Fûcking Dumbass-Dean." Renee mumbles and gestures the bartender to set another round of her raspberry blue Margarita. Everyone in the bar resumes what they were doing earlier, but they were obviously talking about the fight.

I get worried for Dean, so I turn to Tom. "Hey Tom, I'm gonna make sure he's all right, I'll be quick." I tell him and before he could answer I rush out of the bar. "Excuse me." I say as I bumped into someone. I find him sitting on the ground, his jeans all stained in dirt since they literally threw him out of the Grill and Bar. I sense Tom coming up from behind and I turn to him.

"I need to take Renee back to the hotel." Tom says with worry in his eyes, but the worry was not for me or Dean, it was for her. "Come on, let's go." He says, but I don't move.

I look back at Dean. I can't just leave him there and truth to be told, I want to keep Dean company at least until he gets sober. The guy is wasted and I wouldn't be surprised if he passes out in the next thirty minutes.

"How about you go take Renee and I take Dean?" I ask, but then I remember what happened a few minutes ago. "Either way, I'm just a girlfriend, right?" I add and shrug casually.