MOXLEY (A Dean Ambrose serial killer fic/Mature smut content)

Ending my time with you

"DNA found at the scene does not match anyone on the date base. As the killings escalate Vegas is trapped in a setting of panic and paranoia of who both killers could be. The murder of Valerie Pennington is not confirmed to be the work of the Moxley killer or his copy cat yet. More updates will follow as we get them". "What kind of DNA did they find?" I shrugged unsure at Kelly's question. It was a good find but when they had no leads to start testing people to find a suspect it didn't help much. Another death, this time while I was with Dean. They never named a time only a day. After spending the weekend with Dean, most of it in his bed, I was too tired to think about a killer or what happened with my emails. I had just finished having a security company set up cctv and a whole alarm system. I had permission from Roman to do so. Dean knew a contractor who he insisted I had do the whole system for me. He had stayed while it was all fitted, making sure the job was done properly. When I got back they had just left and Dean was leaving also. "I can't even see the camera. Where is it?" I looked around unsure also. "I asked Dean the same thing when I got back. He said it is hidden but has a clear view of the door. If anyone breaks in it will trip to the security company and they will record it. My alarm system is throughout. I just have to set it through the laptop for what rooms I want to be alarmed" Kelly nodded looking around. I was doing the same. The camera was hidden well. It was the only way I was staying here alone. Once triggered, if I don't reset the alarm in a minute they would send the police immediately. I had hoped it would be enough. Nobody knew why I wanted the system fitting. Dean swore me to secrecy and so my lie about just being scared with what was going on around Vegas was formulated. I was scared, I just exaggerated it. "Where did Dean go?" Kelly asked me, a thoughtful smile on her face when she turned back to me. "Home" I simply told her. Her eyes scrunched up with upset "He isn't coming back?". I shook my head no. I didn't really want to see him after out argument earlier today. He insisted I stay at his again. I said no which he didn't like. After Dean gave me my 'punishment' all we did was fuck. He wouldn't just spend time with me. I was starting to feel that all he wanted me for was sex. The punishments being his way of getting more out of me for any reasons possible.

"Would it be bad if I said I want a break from Dean?" I suddenly asked Kelly. She looked at me shocked and concerned. Her face almost looking hurt at the concept. "Why? You both are really good together". If only she knew. There was no way I could tell her my reasons why fully. Kelly was not ready to hear the shit I had to deal with when it came to Dean. "I don't mean break up, I mean just...have a short time a part" Her expression didn't change. Was it really so wrong to ask for that? "The thing is he is a little intense. He wants to spend every waking minute with me and I feel its a bit much too soon" I continued. Still...nothing. I sighed out stressed. Running a hand through my hair I then saw Kelly was not the best person to ask. "Forget it. Forget I mentioned anything" I stood up in a sulk. Heading for the kitchen I decided to grab some wine for us both. When I turned around she was staring at her phone deep in thought not paying attention to me anymore. I headed back over to her when she jumped as I placed the glass in front of her face. Her eyes came up to me, her face pale like she had seen a ghost. "Whats wrong?" I asked her, she looked down like she was going to be sick. "Valerie Pennington. I went to school with her. She works on the fourth floor" I blinked at her in shock. I had no idea the last victim worked in the same building as us. "I'm so sorry" I told her. What else could I really say? "I need to go. I need to call my mum. She and my sister will want to know" I nodded to say for her to go. Turning to the tv I saw the reflection of her leaving but the door didn't close. A figure stood in the door. I snapped my head round in a panic, sighing in relief when I saw Dean enter. "Fuck! You scared me!" I laughed out. Dean gave me a cheeky grin, closing the door behind him then heading to sit next to me on the sofa. "I thought you was going home?" I asked him. My eyes back to the tv as I turned it on the started to sip my wine. "I was. I decided to come back and spend more time with you" I frowned, his lips moving to my neck in an attempt to get some yet again. Each time we was together it was just for sex. There was never any of us just hanging out anymore. I missed that short lived time at the start of our relationship. Now I was starting to get more than annoyed with things.