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

Taylor

Have you ever had that sinking feeling that you get in the pit of your stomach when something goes horribly wrong? The one that comes with anxiety and a feeling of dread, dragging you into a pit of darkness with no way out. That's exactly how I felt the moment I watched him fall forward onto his knee's. A split second was all it took. I couldn't even make sense of my thoughts or stop the piercing scream that left my chest in that moment. Seth was already running back into the hall, taking cover for safety to prevent himself getting shot also. My eyes never left John the whole time as he looked up to Bray. He had calm in his face yet I could feel the panic coming off his whole being. Blood poured out of his shoulder, his hand coming above the wound as he kept a calm expression towards me. I was shouting something, what I couldn't really tell you. Everything was moving in slow motion as Bray pulled me back and away from John  with him. The gun held up and aimed into the hall as Seth ran back with a gun of his own. I kicked, lashed out, screamed for John as his head dropped down and his body fell forward onto the floor. I couldn't lose him. I couldn't let him die. Not now, not ever! Not like this. Seth's eyes caught mine as I looked directly at him. Anger and confidence in his expression as he raised the gun towards myself and Bray. Shots fired just past my head, missing Bray also as I was pulled back into another room. Everything suddenly sped up as the door was kicked closed by Bray. Seth left John's body on the floor as he rushed towards the door as it closed. Within that instant Bray pulled me through another door that led to a small garage. The garage door for the vehicles to pass through were already open. A car with Ginger and Jump suit boy parked up ready to go. I was forced into the car, kicking and screaming with all my might but I wasn't strong enough. As the car door shut with getting Bray in next to me, I shot up into sitting position to see Seth aiming the gun at the car and shooting at Ginger as he ran towards us. The car sped off top speed, Seth running down the small drive then the road shooting till he was out of bullets and he couldn't keep up no more. 

John's POV

"FUCK!" I screamed out. The pain taking over as I gripped onto the sofa to try and pant through the pain. Ro and Seth did their best to pin me down as Kelly followed Seth's instruction to remove the bullet. I was lucky. The bullet didn't hit anything major in my body but it hurt enough to stop me in my tracks. The pain when I had been hit was enough to make me lose consciousness. "I almost have it..." Kelly told us. "Fucking hurry up! It hurts!". I wasn't the type to normally complain about pain. Then again, I had never felt a pain like this before. It kind of brought my life as Dean into perspective. I had killed, many times. Not once did I consider how much pain my victims felt in their final moments. I never had a worry about whether I was really taking things too far or if I was losing my mind. Now Rach had shown me what love really could do for you, I never wanted to hurt a single soul again. Well, I say that but I know Bray and his men will suffer greatly when I get my chance. "And it's out!" Kelly beamed happily, raising the tweezers with the bullet in the pincer ends for me to see. I panted out relieved but it wasn't done with yet. In that instant a hot metal rod was forced into the bullet wound to stop the bleeding. I felt my flesh sizzle, the smell almost sickening as I thrashed against the pain. As the rod was pulled away everyone let me go. I shot up, anger filling my eyes towards Ro and Kelly as they sheepishly stepped back to give me some space. "I need to go get her!" I drawled off, waiting a moment to catch my breath as the sweat dripped down my forehead. "They could have taken her anywhere Dean..." "My names John!" I snapped, cutting Ro off when he forgot my real name. I hated Dean, I hated Moxley. John would have never let Rachel get taken away and put in harms way like this. I had to get her back and I had to put this right. 

"I'm sorry man. I did my best to stop them taking her..." Seth started, I stood to my feet and placed my hand on his shoulder to give a brotherly look. "I know man. I'm thankful that you tried. There was nothing you could do" I reassured him. Seth nodded, giving a saddened smile towards me then I turned to Ro and Kelly. Both of them looked anxious to be near me. "I'm sorry for before. I guess if we didn't call the cops you guys would have been safe" I didn't say a word in reply. Staring at them both blankly for a moment I took in their sickening hurt expressions. They couldn't just keep their gobs shut. We probably got spotted then followed after we left the house. Rachel was gone, I blamed both of them fully. I turned back to the sofa, sinking down as the pain got a bit too much to stand. Sinking back where Rachel had been sat earlier, I took the same position as she had. My head sank back and I closed my eyes but it was mainly to hold in my tears. I couldn't let these fuckers see me break down now. I had to stay strong. I had to be a man and bring her back without winging like a baby. Winging and crying wasn't going to bring her back to me. "I will look and see if there is any properties Bray owns. If he does surely he has taken her back to one of those places" I didn't say a word as my whizz kid brother Seth, rushed off to his computer. "Are you both just gonna stand and stare at me all morning?" I snarled towards Ro and Kelly after a good five minutes silence. I opened my eyes, glancing to them both as they awkwardly moved on the spot. Nothing was said as I glared till they moved out of the room. I hoped they felt guilty. Ro was my brother, after tonight...not anymore.