Bekka's POV
"By the end of the night, You and Paige will be allies" Vince McMahon told me over the phone as I fiddled with my engagement ring.
"Message received" I responded, hanging up. I get up from my office chair to head out to the segment that turns Paige and I into allies.
"Woah, the lipstick is new" Dean greeted me as I walk to the gorilla.
I smile, "Thought I'd try something else"
He smirks, "Well, I think the red is a great touch. How about a mark on my cheek?" He put his right cheek out. I kissed the skin and it left a bright red imprint of my lips.
I stand in the ring with a microphone in my hand, "You know, lately I've noticed something. Social media just wont shut up about Paige and I..." before I could finish, Paige's music began. She got into the ring and stood a foot away from me.
"I've noticed something, too. I've noticed that you really are as unstable as people take you to be. I don't mean Aj Lee's awkward little girl kind of unstable. I mean full-fledged mental" She began to say.
I laugh, "And I'm okay with that, actually"
"That's what drives me mad about you. You know who you are and I like that. If you're willing to give this alliance a try, so am I" She spoke as she stuck her hand out. I look down at it and then at the crowd. I switch the microphone to the other hand and shook Paige's. Without letting go of her hand, I put my mic to my mouth.
"Welcome to the dark side"
I sat with the Uso's in my office, thinking of names for the non-existing team of Paige and I.
"How about: 'The Good Kind of Strange'?" Jimmy offers.
I nod, "Has a ring to it" I look at the time and realized how late it is. I tell the twins goodnight and head to the parking lot to find Dean and I's rental, only to realize that I forgot what kind of car it is. I become so distracted that I fall over with pain shooting through my ankle. I let out a grunt of frustration, realizing that standing wasn't an option.
"You okay?" A familiar voice asks from behind me.
"Oh, you know. I blew out my ankle because of these damned heels" I begin to feel the person lift me and carry me to a car, where they sit me in the hood to evaluate my injury. Jey pulls my boot off and shines the light from his phone onto it.
"It looks sort of swollen. Nothing that can't be fixed with ice" He laughs. He sits his phone down behind me and opens the car door to look for a flashlight.
"I guess my phone will have to do" He chuckles. Jey comes back in front of me and leans over to grab his phone.
Right then, a figure emerges from the dark and pulls Jey back. The figure punches him right in the jaw and knees him in the gut. Frazzled, I reach for my phone and shine the light at the figure.
"Dean, what the hell are you doing?" I snap. I completely forget about my ankle and slide off the hood of the car.
"I heard Jimmy and Naomi talking about how this guy has feelings for you. Messed up, right?" Dean asks.
I narrow my eyebrows, "No. What's messed up is you beating him up over something so stupid!" I yell. He then grabs my arm,
"We can talk about this at the hotel, let's just go" I yank my arm away from his grip.
"I'm not going anywhere with you. You are clearly insecure in our relationship if you had to get a temper and beat up my friend" I spoke, calmly. Dean didn't say anything, so I continued. "That just proves that you aren't ready for this large step. There's no putting a bandage on it this time. A wise man once told me that time heals all wounds. He also told me that space gives people time to think and if that's the case then fine" I remove the engagement ring and set it in his palm. "I'll get a ride back with Jey, Jimmy, and Naomi"
Dean walks out without uttering a word and I kneel down at Jey, "Sorry about that" I say, wiping blood from his lip. I help him up and see Jimmy and Naomi walk out.
"What happened here?" Jimmy wondered. I explained what happened and they were both in shock.
"So you and Dean split?" Naomi questioned.
I frowned, "I don't know. I just told him that I'm giving him space" We pile into the car and go to the hotel, where we part ways. The sleeping situation is going to be the hard part. I pull my phone out and send a text to a few contacts:
To: Cameron, Tamina, Paige, Noodles (Ziggler), Daniel
'Hey, need a bunk mate. Any volunteers?'
Seconds later, I got multiple replies:
From: Cameron
I just woke up. i love you but girl, bye.
From: Tamina
Zzzzzzz...
From: Noodles
Not unless you want to listen to satisfaction all night
From: Daniel
I can't hear you over my sleeping. The beard wants what the beard wants. Night.
From: Paige
Fine by me. Room #465
I head up to Paige's hotel room and knock. The door swings open to reveal a girl wearing a onesie.
"Don't mind my ridiculous but super cozy attire." She laughs, letting me in.
"It's very cute, I must say." I admit. I change into my sleepwear and sit on the bed near the window, checking my phone.
"So why is it that you needed somewhere to sleep tonight?" Paige questions, sitting on the other bed. I explained to her what happened and she gasped.
"That's horrible!" Her accent rang. We spent about an hour talking about it and went to sleep.
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Losing Your Marbles (Sequel to Dating Destruction)
Hayran KurguAfter a year-long relationship with Dean Ambrose, Bekka Bryan and him seem inseparable. But with the return of an old enemy, will Dean be there to help her... or will a team of two swoop in and be her saviors?
