Endlessly ( A Dean Ambrose Story)

Chapter 11: A Phone Call Away

 I ran into the girls locker room. I felt sick. I needed to check on my boys, but I felt horrible! I didn't help them! I should have helped them!
Why didn't I? What if I did? What would Dean do? He'd hate me. He probably hates me already, but why do I care? I'm not with him! What if my boys hate me?! All these emotions were getting the best of me. Tears were forming and people were staring. I couldn't take it anymore! I grabbed my things and bolted out the door. The weather was perfect and it felt good. I needed to leave. I needed to clear my head.
***Dean's P.O.V***
"Dude did you know??" Seth asked when we reached our hide out.
"Did I know what?" I asked. I knew what he was asking.
"That Annaleigh belonged to that group." He answered.
"No. I assumed she was on her own." I replied. Truth is I really didn't. I never saw her with anyone. Every time we've bumped into each other she was always by herself. The look on her face was burned in my mind though... I wonder what she was thinking. I wonder if she's mad at me.
"Man did you see her face though? She looked like she just saw a ghost. But we were just as shocked as she was." Seth continued.
"You need to talk to her." Roman said looking in my direction.
"What? Me? Why me?"
"Because she's more comfortable with you. You need to let her know who we are in WWE and that it wasn't personal with her." Roman said almost fatherly. He had a point. She deserved an explanation but I had no idea how to go about it.
"I will. Next time I get a chance to talk to her." Roman wasn't pleased with my answer but he didn't push the subject.
"Another time another place. I say let's kick back and have a few beers!" Seth said cheerfully.
We left the arena and found a descent bar to relax in. All the while, Annaleighs face kept popping up. The look on her face... I hope she's alright.
***Annaleigh's P.O.V***
I had no idea where I was going, but I stumbled upon a bar and decided to check it out. Couldn't hurt right? I had lost count at how many beers I had. I didn't care, I was having fun. I felt my phone vibrate and noticed I had 6 text messages. All from Tyler.

Tyler: Annaleigh! Where the hell are you?! I went to check on you and the girls said you just up and left. Are you ok? Sent 8:45p.m

Tyler: Annaleigh! This is not funny! Where they hell are you?! Sent 9:00

Tyler: ANNALEIGH ELISE HALLIWELL!!! ANSWER ME!!! Are you okay?! Sent 9:15p.m

Tyler: ANSWER YOU DAMN PHONE! Sent 9:30pm

Tyler: ANNALEIGH I'M SERIOUSLY FREAKING OUT! JUST LET ME KNOW THAT YOU'RE OKAY! Sent 9:45pm

Tyler: DAMNIT! THAT'S IT! ANSWER ME OR I'M CALLING THE COPS! Sent 10:00pm

I got tired of my phone blowing up so I texted him back.

Me: No need. I'm alive and well.

Tyler: Oh my God Finally! Where are you?!

Me. I just needed some air. Sorry.

Tyler: Where?

Me: Just anywhere. I'll be home in a little while.

Tyler: Are you seriously walking around in a town that you know nothing about?

Me: Yes.

Tyler: Get to the hotel now!

Me: I will when I feel like it! Stop worrying!

My phone began to ring and I knew who it was. I just shut my phone off. I honestly didn't want to talk to anyone.
"Wow! You're really beautiful!" I turned to see a tall, attractive man standing next to me.
"Thanks."
"Would you like to dance?" At this point, I was in no position to even stand much less dance!, but I thought why not? He led me to the dance floor. Luckily it was a slow enough song that I could keep my balance.
"You're really pretty!" The guy repeated.
"Thanks... again."
"Like really pretty! You single?" He asked putting his hands on my hips and pulling me closer. I put my hands to his chest and pushed to give us a little space. Homeboy is too close for comfort right now!
"Yes. But I'm not looking for anything right now."
"You should. Maybe we could get out of here and..."
I broke loose from his hold. It was time for me to go home. I turned to leave and I felt him grab my arm and swing me around back to him. He wrapped his arms around me and tried to kiss me.
***Dean's P.O.V***
The guys and I kicked back and were having a few beers. A couple of random girls made their way to us and started hitting on us. Roman and Seth had reasonable excuses while I on the other hand, did not. They were mainly looking for a good time. Normally, I would be right there with them but none of these girls were worth taking back to the hotel. One even sat in my lap and played with my hair. While slightly trashy, I was enjoying it while Roman and Seth just shook their heads. Then what Roman said earlier about me finding a good girl popped into my head. I started scanning the bar looking for potential mates. Nothing.
"Hey isn't that Annaleigh on the dance floor?" Roman asked. I quickly looked in the direction he pointed but I couldn't see right away because Playmate wannabe was in my way. I made her get off of me and then I saw her on the dance floor like Roman had said, dancing with some guy. I couldn't help but watch her and couldn't help the overwhelming sense of jealousy I had of the guy. Then out of nowhere she tried to leave and he grabbed her. Dude's asking for an ass whooping! I promised myself not to do anything drastic yet. Then he shook her. That was all I needed. I ran over, got her loose from his grip and started beating the crap out of him. I heard her scream for me to stop but I could't. Suddenly I was lifted off of the dude. It was Roman.
"Enough Jon. You handled business. Now let's go before the cops come." I turned to check on Annaleigh but she was gone. I ran out of the bar and looked for her and spotted her quite a few ways away. I ran towards her and grabbed her hand to face her towards me and could tell she had been crying.
"Did he hurt you?" I asked looking for any sing of harm. If there had been a tiny scratch anywhere on her body, I would go finish what I started! She didn't answer me she just cried even harder. Joe and Colby were inching closer but I put my hand up to stop them. This was between her and I. I cupped her face in my hands and softly spoke,
"Anna? Hey Anna? I need you to look at me. Anna please look at me." Her eyes finally met mine and I finally got her attention. "Did he. Or did he not hurt you?" I asked once again calmly. The thought made my blood boil. She shook her head no and I embraced her in a hug relieved.
"Come on. Let's head back to the hotel." The guys, Annaleigh and myself all loaded up and headed back.
When we got there I had Annaleigh show me where she was staying so that I could make sure she got there safely. We stood out by her front door in awkward silence.
"May I see your phone please?" I asked. She gave me a funny look but handed her phone over anyway. I programmed my number into her phone and gave it back.
"There. You have my number in case you ever need anything. I'm a phone call away." She smiled and went inside. I headed back to my room thinking about what just occurred. That was a gutsy move on my part giving her my number. But I knew she would never call.