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E I G H T E E N

It's been a couple of days since Becky got out of the hospital. Dean did lose the title to Baron Corbin on Saturday. The past few days have been normal for everyone. No one has heard from Corey or the unknown person that sent Becky that text message on Thursday.

As for Becky and Dean, their relationship was not yet confirmed. Yeah, sure they kiss and yeah sure they act like a couple, but it wasn't really official. They just wanted to be known as the parents of their son working together. Just with a little more affection towards each other.

Becky, Dean, and Mason were all sitting in the kitchen getting ready to eat some breakfast. "You ready for rehab, Becks?" Dean asks Becky as he puts a bowl of cereal in front of Mason. She rolls her eyes. "Why did you have to remind me?" "I just wanted to know how you were feeling about it. Is that wrong?" Dean asks.

"Well, you didn't need to," she says walking away. Dean sighs. "Daddy. Is mommy mad at you?" Mason asks. "I think so, buddy. Don't worry about it. Finish eating while I go talk to her," Dean says.

Dean looked around the floor for Becky. He then walked up the stairs to their bedroom. She was lying down on the bed with a pillow holding her leg up for support and was on her phone. He walked up to her and crossed his arms over his chest. She saw him in the corner of her eye, but didn't react or do anything to acknowledge him.

"Are you seriously mad at me?" Dean asks. She didn't respond. "I ask you one question and then you get mad?" He adds on. She still didn't answer; just kept doing whatever she was doing on her phone.

Dean took her phone out of her hands and then that's when she reacted. "Give me my phone back," she sits up. "No. Listen to me," he responds. "I was listening to you. Give me my damn phone back," she fights back. "Then, why are you mad at me?" Dean asks. "I'm not mad at you. Give me my phone now, Jonathan," she says trying to reach for it. "Yes, you are mad at me. Tell me why and tell me now," he tells her. "Then, I guess I'm not getting my phone back," she says lying back down.

Dean shrugs. "Fine by me," he says. He walks out the room with Becky phone in his pocket. He walks downstairs to see Mason putting on his backpack. "Ready Mas?" "Yeah. I'm just going to say bye to mommy," he says. "I don't think that's a good idea," Dean says as he puts on his jacket. "Why not?" Mason gives Dean a confused look. "Mommy's upset. You know what to do when mommy's upset," he says. Mason sighs. "Yeah. Let her be by herself so she can calm down." Dean nods. "Let's get you to school before you're late."

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As Dean was walking up the stairs to his house, he felt both phones buzz. He takes the first phone that he feels in his hand, and it happens to be Becky's. He saw a text notification pop up on the screen.

Unknown:
Looks like there's trouble in paradise. Told you Dean could never love a bitch like you... You better pray Corey doesn't find you. He's pretty mad so you better go back home with his son before it's too late...

Dean put her phone away and took out his own phone. He saw the same person text him, but a different message.

Unknown:
Why don't you come home, baby? There's still more stuff that we haven't done yet. Just ditch the bitch and come home, baby

Dean just ignored the texts and walks into his house. It looked like Becky was still upstairs because everything looked the same. He walked up the stairs to his room to see Becky watching TV. She looked at him and then looked back at the TV.

"Are you gonna take the TV away from me too?" She mumbles. Dean walks up to her and takes her phone out of his pocket and hands it to her. "I don't want it," she mumbles again. "Why are you being so stubborn?" He raises his voice.

"I'm being stubborn? You're the one that's acting petty because you think I'm mad at you," she raises her voice back at him. "Because you walked out when I asked you a fucking question! It was a yes or no question. All you had to do was say yes or no," he yells.

"What if I didn't want to answer the question?" She yells at him. "Then you could've just said that you didn't want to answer the question. Why are you making it seem like this is all my fault when it's one hundred percent yours?"

"Because you were going to force me all day to answer the damn question!" Her voice started to crack. "You know how I'm taking this broken leg and surgery shit. You know that I'm pissed off that I can't wrestle for six fucking months. Why would you ask me that question if you know all of that?"

"Because I was caring for you. If I didn't care, I would've left you with Corey. If I didn't care, I would've left you at the house to die. If you don't want me to care anymore, just tell me so. I don't have to. I can do better things with my time, than waste it on someone who's being so ungrateful," He glares at her before walking out of the room.

Who do you guys think is at fault? Dean or Becky? Comment below why!!!

My opinion: I really don't know...

Edited: 7/24/18