My sexy little wrestler

Chapter 14

DEAN AMBROSE POV

I pull up to the police station and look at Emi. She looks back at me and goes to open her door. I lock it quickly with the button and she glares at me. "Open it." She demands. I shake my head. "You're too weak to go and get him. I'll be right back." I say, opening my door and walking towards the police station after closing it. I open the station door and am greeted by its stench. I walk over to the counter and see Seth sitting there with his head in his hands. "I'm here to pick him up." I tell the cop. She nods and we go over everything. Seth stands up and we leave. "You got caught drunk driving?" I ask, an amused smirk on my face. "Please don't tell Emi, just say I was speeding please?" He pleads. I scoff, feigning hurt. "I would never do such a thing as to lie." I laugh. "Shut the hell up Ambrose." He says irritably. "Hey, I'm still your friend you know." I say seriously, turning him to look at me. "Yeah sure." He says, rolling his eyes. "You can tell me why you were drunk you know. I won't tell Emi." I smile at him. He looks away. "Because she told me what happened with her ex and this whole stomach thing's got me worried. I'm scared that there's something seriously wrong." He whispers, his eyes filling up with tears. My heart clenches and I try to fight away the feelings. "She's gonna be fine, and so are you. Just be there for her, ok?" I assure him. He nods and we start walking to the car again. We get in and shut our doors. "Hey baby, how are you feeling?" Seth asks Emi, pecking her on the lips- the same ones I was kissing a little while ago. Emi ignores him, crossing her arms over her chest. Seth sits behind her, playing with his fingers. "I'm sorry baby." He mutters. "My stomach is fucking killing me Seth. I have my period and I can barely walk. You should've just had someone else come get you." Emi says bitterly. "I know. I'm so sorry baby. Can you forgive me?" Seth asks hopefully. "Dean, can I stay with you until RAW?" Emi asks me. I nod. Ouch, that must've hurt Seth's ego. Seth sighs over exaggeratedly. "Can we at least talk about this?" Seth pleads. I bite my lip, listening to their conversation as I drive. "Not now. I'm not in the mood." Emi says, looking out the window. Seth nods a little, looking down. "Ok. I love you." He says. Emi mumbles something and we pull into the hotel parking lot. Emi opens her door and I quickly get out and go over to her side. "Need help?" I ask, sticking out my hand. She nods, her eyes flicking to Seth then back to me. I help her up and she leans into me. Seth clears his throat, giving me a warning look. "Seth, I'll see you at RAW. Ok?" Emi says, smiling lightly at Seth. He nods, kissing her forehead. "You shouldn't be coming to work tonight." He says as we start to head inside. Emi shrugs. "I'll be fine." She tells him. "I love you." Seth says, pecking her lips. She nods, smiling. We head to my room and Seth heads to his and Emi's. "I need more meds." She mutters, pushing the elevator button. I nod and we go up to my room. When we get there, I usher her to my bed and lay her on her back. I grab the bottle of pills and a glass of water. I hand her the pills and after she takes them, the water. She takes a sip and then hands back the cup. I go to leave and she grabs my pants. "Stay. I don't want to sleep alone." She whispers. I nod and set down the water. I climb into the bed with her after I kick off my shoes. She cuddles into me, her head on my chest. Her eyes close. "I'm sorry I've been such a dick." I mumble, running my fingers through her hair. "I'm used to it." She replies. I tilt her chin up to look at me. "You deserve so much better. You deserve someone like Seth. I'm just.... Jealous because someone like me would never get a chance with someone like you." I sigh. She shakes her head. "You just need to find someone for you. Someone different than me." She smiles. "What if I don't want someone different?" I ask in a whisper. Emi looks me in the eyes before laying her head back on my chest. "Then you should try to get someone like me." She mutters. A few minutes later, her breathing slows, telling me she's asleep. I shift so that most of her weight is in me and her grip on me tightens. I close my eyes and decide to take a nap with her.

EMI CARTER POV

I wake up an hour or two later feeling a lot better. I place my hand down to steady myself and sit up, resting my weight on my arm. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. Shit." Dean says, jumping up quickly and pushing my hand away. My eyes bulge out of my head when I realize my hand was resting on his crotch. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." I apologize. He rubs his now soar crotch. "It's not that big of a deal." He says, making me bite my lip and raise an eyebrow. "I mean, it's big... But um... It'll be fine." He corrects himself, his cheeks pink. I smile and nod. "What time is it?" He asks, changing the subject. I check my phone. "It's 10:35." I tell him. He nods and gets up, stretching. "Do you think you'd be good enough to go and get something to eat?" Dean asks, running a hand through his hair. I shrug. "Can I have some more of those pills?" I counter. Dean sighs, picking up the bottle. "You took some an hour and a half ago. It says not to take more than 2 every 6 hours." He tells me, putting down the bottle. "What are those pills?" I question. Dean tosses me the bottle. I catch it and read the label. "Morphine. No wonder I feel better when I take this." I say, tossing him back the bottle. He nods. "How about I get us a pizza and you move out on the couch?" Dean suggests, pointing to the couch. I nod, getting up. "Need help?" Dean asks. "No. I'm good." I tell him, walking into the main room and laying on the couch so I'm resting on the armrest. Dean grabs his keys and wallet. "I'm gonna go order it and grab it. Ok?" He tells me. I nod, saying bye. He leaves and I close my eyes, trying to go back to sleep. That doesn't happen though. Someone knocks on the door before walking in. Seth. "Hey. Where's dean?" He asks, sitting next to me. "He went to get lunch." I reply, playing on my phone. Seth sighs, grabbing my phone from me. "Hey!" I whine. He puts it in his pocket. "Please talk to me." He pleads. I roll my eyes. "Fine. You wanna talk, let's talk." I say, sitting up. Seth nods. "Why are you so mad at me?" He questions. "Because you got arrested for god knows what while you were supposed to be getting your sick girlfriend soup." I sigh. Seth hangs his head in shame. "I know... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, you know." He says, placing his hand on my leg. I brush his hand away. "You're really this mad?" He sighs. I nod. "I needed you and you weren't there. I had dean come bring me painkillers because it hurt so badly. Do you think I like running to him for medicine?" I frown. Seth raises his eyebrows. "Is that why you've spent so much time with him today?" He questions. I nod, looking away. "I don't want you to have to go to him like this. I'm taking you to the doctors." Seth says, standing up. I shake my head. "I'm not going to the hospital Seth." I argue. "You're not. You're going to a doctor's office." He says. Dean walks in with a pizza in his hands. "Oh, hey Seth." He smiles, setting down the pizza. Seth scrunches his eyebrows together in confusion. "Hey." He says wearily. "You joining us for lunch?" Dean asks. Seth looks at me and I shrug. "Sure." He sits down and we eat, awkward silence all around us.

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I walk into RAW with Seth, one of his hands on the small of my back for support, the other holding his briefcase and wrestling bag. We walk down the hall to my office and go inside. "Are you sure you wanna wait to go to the doctors tomorrow?" He asks worriedly as I sit down. I nod. "Yes. I'll be fine, dean can just give me some more morphine in a bit." I smile at him. "That makes you really tired though." He says, sighing. He sits on the edge of my desk. "I'll be ok." I try to assure him, rubbing his thigh. Seth takes my hand in his. "I love you." He says, kissing my hand. "I love you too." I grin, standing up and embracing him. He wraps me in his arms, inhaling deeply. Someone knocks on the door and I sit down, Seth standing up and standing next to me. "Come in." I say, clearing my throat and adjusting my suit jacket. Stephanie walks in, smiling. "Hi Emi, are you feeling better tonight?" Steph asks. I nod as Seth shakes his head. I slap his thigh as Stephanie walks in more, closing the door behind her. "Is that a no or yes?" She chuckles, sitting down. "A no." Seth says before I can answer. "I'm fine steph, I think it's just bad menstrual cramps." I say, pinching Seth, who jumps, squealing. Stephanie looks at Seth oddly. "Are you sure?" She asks me. I nod. "I'm fine." I smile. She nods, getting up. "Alright. I'll see you later tonight." She says, leaving. "Why'd you do that?" I ask Seth, standing up. He places his hands on my shoulders, rubbing them. "Because if it wasn't for those meds, you'd be in just as much pain." He says calmly. I roll my eyes. "Let's go put on a show." I smile, taking his hand and leading him out of my office.