Crazy (Dean Ambrose)

Chapter 3

Dean's POV

It was after my match with Kane, and I was very tired after my win. There was still about 1 hour and half of raw left. I had a segment at the end again, so all o could do was hang back stage and chill.

I got hungry and ate a bowl of fruit and drank a bottle of water.

I looked around and Seth was standing about 3 feet away from me and he was getting food. I can't stand him, even him breathing bothers me.

He got done getting his food and looked up and we had an eye contact with me and his eyes widened but then he blinked and still looked at me and then said,"Umm... Hey dude, h-how have you been?"

It was awkward because this was the first conversation we had since like July.

"I don't know, how has Marisa been? Has she been a good fuck?" I snapped at him.

He rolled his eyes,"Are you still going on about that? Get over it, dude," he said annoyed.

I glared at him and got up and bumped into him while I was walking out.

Marisa's POV

I was in the locker room with Page and Emma talking about the latest gossip about everything.

"So, I saw you talking to Dean today." Page said while grinning.

"Oh yeah, it was nothing," I said shrugging, and even thought around here when you talk to Dean Ambrose, it's a pretty big deal. But I don't see it that way anymore, I just miss him, a lot.

"Nothing? You were talking to the

Dean Ambrose, there has to be something, Marisa." Emma said to me.

"Well, we used to date." I said and then waiting for their reaction.

"What?" they both said at the same time,"What happened to you guys?"

I sighed,"Well, I was getting drunk one time and him and his friend Seth were too, and Seth and I were so hammered, so didn't know what we were doing and we ended up together and alone in this bedroom upstairs and had sex. We both swore it was a mistake and that we would never talk about it to anyone. And some how Dean found out and he came him drunk and started yelling and then left, that was 4 months ago and I haven't spoken to him since until today." I told both of the girls and looked up to see their faces.

"I'm really sorry, Marisa." Emma said rubbing my back, and so did Page.

I smiled,"It's alright girls."

"Have you tried telling him that you were drunk?" Paige asked me.

"Yeah, but he just never listens anymore, but I guess I don't really blame him that he doesn't."

"But it's not your fault, and don't ever think that. It was no ones fault, you guys were just idiotic and drunk. Dean just needs to be more understanding about it, but it is Dean Ambrose, he doesn't give a fuck about anyone, but himself." Emma explained to me.

"️Thanks, Emma," I said and hug them both and then left the locker room

It was 11:35 p.m. when I left the locker room and on my way out I got on my phone and got onto Twitter and saw leaked photos of Dean and Renne.

I felt a pang of jealousy when I looked through the pictures, they can't be real can they?