There's a knock on the door, making me groan and turn over in the bed. I squint my eyes as I turn on my phone: 4:03 am. The person knocks again and I go to pull off the covers. "Stay here. You're warm." Seth mutters, bringing me closer to him by the arm that was around me. I nod my head, yawning. I cuddle into his side and then I hear someone knock again. I ignore it and wait a few minutes. I'm almost asleep again when the knocking continues. "That's it." Seth sighs, getting up and walking out of the room. "Why the hell do you not have any clothes on?" My brother asks. I groan and get up, walking into the main room. "Why do you have his clothes on?" John asks, exasperated. "What is it, john? We were sleeping." I ask, leaning into Seth for support. By now, my stomach has started to hurt again. "I came to make sure you were ok. Dean... He told me you weren't feeling good." John informs us. I scrunch my eyebrows together. "How does he know?" Seth asks me, his face frowning. I shrug. "When you were telling Stephanie and hunter that I needed to leave, he came in." Seth nods. "Ok. Well, if you need anything just call me." John says, kissing my a top of my head and hugging me quickly. "Ok. Bye." I say. I show him out and then walk back into the bedroom. Seth is facing away from me and I frown in confusion. I climb into bed and that's when my stomach starts to hurt worse. "Seth?" I ask quietly, holding my stomach. He grunts in recognition. "Are you mad?" I say faintly. He turns to look at me. "What were you doing with dean earlier?" I asks accusingly. "He just came in to annoy me." I lie, shrugging. Seth looks down at my stomach, then back to me. "Is it hurting again?" He asks softly. I nod, my eyes watering. "Hey, don't cry. It's ok. I'm here." He whispers. He wraps his arms around me and rubs my back. I let the tears flow as he tries to soothe me. "S-s-something's w-wrong with m-me s-Seth." I cry out, clutching my stomach. "We're going to the hospital. You're in way too much pain." Seth says. I shake my head. "I haven't been back to a hospital since that one time." I moan in pain. "Emi, you're crying because it hurts so much!" Seth says, holding my face tenderly in his hands. I whimper, my bottom lip out. "Please don't make me go." I plead. Seth sighs, looking down. "Fine." He agrees. I peck him on the lips before my face contorts in pain. Seth winces, before laying me on my back and lifting up my-his- shirt. He kisses all along my stomach then massages it a little. It helps while he does it, but as soon as his hands are gone, I groan in pain. "C-can I have my phone?" I ask, having an idea. He hands me my phone and I go to my messages.
To: dean Time: 4:32 am
Can you please bring me some of those meds you had earlier? 🙏
From: Emi
To: Emi Time: 4:33 am
Aw. Does someone want some dean?
From: dean
To: dean Time: 4:33 am
No! I'm in pain you jerk
From: Emi
To: Emi Time: 4:34 am
Fine. But it'll cost you a kiss
From: dean
To: Emi Time: 4:36 am
I'm taking that as an ok. I'll see you soon sweetheart 😘
From: dean
"Seth?" I say quietly. "Mhm?" He asks, walking into the room. "Can you go to the store and buy me some soup?" I ask, a hopeful smile on my lips. He nods, and gets ready to leave. "I'll be right back. I love you." He pecks my lips and leaves. A few seconds later, the door opens. The bottle of pills is tossed onto the bed and I sigh happily. "Thank you- OW. FUCK!" I groan and clutch my stomach. Dean sits on the edge of the bed and brushes the hair out of my face. "Are you ok?" He questions, his hand lingering. "Hands o-ff." I mumble, in pain. He gets up and comes back with a glass of water. He sets it on the table and opens the bottle of pills. He hands me two. "Sit up a little." He says, helping me up to a sitting position. I swallow the pills and he hands me the water. I go to take it and he pulls it back before he smacks my hand away and puts the cup to my mouth. He places his hand under my chin as I drink the water. Then he sets it down and places the bottle of pills next to it. "Why are you being so nice?" I ask, my voice hoarse. He motions for me to sit in his lap and I look at him uncertainty. He nods as if to tell me it's ok and I hesitantly climb into his lap. "Are you feeling better now?" He asks, his fingers trailing along my jaw. I look at him through my eyelashes. "Yeah." I whisper. Dean sighs, looking at the door. "I should go... Before Seth comes back." He says. I nod, climbing off of him. He stands up and I follow. He grabs the pills and starts to head to the main room. "I'll be back in 6 hours to give you 2 more. Ok?" He says, giving me a reassuring smile. I nod. He goes to open the door and I wrap my arms around him. "Thank you dean." I mumble against his chest. He rubs my back comfortingly. "Yeah." He says, before pulling away. I watch him walk down the hall before I go back into my bedroom. I lay down in the middle of the bed and curl up to my pillow. I become drowsy soon after and slowly fall asleep, waiting for Seth.
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I wake up in the morning to Seth still being gone. I check my phone and see I have 1 missed call and 3 messages. I check the messages first.
To: Emi Time: 5:20 am
I might be a little late
From: Seth
To: Emi Time: 5:20 am
I got pulled over
From: Seth
To: Emi Time: 6:02 am
Your boyfriend is an idiot.
From: John
From: Seth Time: 5:46 am
"Hey baby. I... Um.... Need you to bail me out. I'm at the police station and roman and Lexi are in another state. Love you."
I sigh, knowing who I'm going to have to call if I need help. I try to get up and my stomach feels queasy instantly. I dial dean's number, feeling defeated already. "Hey there princess. You need something?" He asks. "Yeah. I-I need you to drive me somewhere." I ask, my voice ragged. "Ok. Sure, I'll be right there." He says, hanging up. A few minutes later, he's sitting next to me. "Where do you need to go? Hospital?" He asks, his eyes flickering between mine and my showing legs. I'd cover up, but I'm too sick to care. "No. The police station because Seth's an idiot." I shake my head. Dean chuckles. "Or, we could stay here and you could get even with him..." He says suggestively, moving closer to me. "Dean, this isn't a good idea. I'm with Seth and I'm sick." I mumble, staring at his lips which are almost touching mine. "Nobody's gonna know, sweetheart. And I'm sure you'll be ok." He whispers, grabbing me by my waist and connecting our lips. He pins me against the bed as his hands knead my stomach, actually making it feel better. I sigh contently and place my hands on his chest. "Dean... Stop." I mutter, biting my lip. He shuts me up with his mouth and one of his hands travels to my underwear, making my breathing falter. "D-don't." I say, trying to keep my morals in check. He starts to grind against me, one hand kneading my stomach, the other now hooking my thigh around his waist. I push him away before it gets to far, my stomach instantly throbbing in pain. "Just take me to the police station please?" I ask, avoiding his lustful stare.
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My sexy little wrestler
Fanfic"Have you seen ANY wrestling in the past year?" She asks. "No, I've only been able to watch your matches on YouTube." I say, as we turn down the next hallway. "Oh my god, you have no idea what's going on, huh?" she says quizzically. I shake my head...
