My Lover & Enemy

Chapter 19.

Paige's POV

It's been a week since me and Dean moved in together and it's been amazing. No more traveling thousands of miles just to see each other. No more waiting until RAW or SmackDown just to see each other. Now we see each other all the time. I know that sometimes that can be a bit stressful, but we'll get over it.

I was currently in the kitchen cleaning up a bit because I invited Emma and Summer over for the weekend because I haven't seen them in a while. I really missed the so I decided why not show them the new house I lived in.

I was emptying out the dish was and putting some plates into the cabinets. When I opened the cabinets a few beer bottles fell out.
I sighed because I was stressed out.

A few weeks ago when me and Dean were staying in a hotel in Colorado. He went out with Seth and Roman and long story short they had to literally carry Dean back to the room because he was too drunk to walk.

Ever since then I've been scared to see him drink again because when he does, he's not himself.

As I am think back at the moment, I hear jingling of keys outside the door. I get up and put the bottles on the counter.

"Babe I'm home!" He yells.

"Hey." I say sadly.

"Oh. Hey. What's wrong?" He asks walking over to me and leans in to kiss me.

Before his lips can touch mine, I back away.

"What's going on?" He asks in confusion.

"Dean, we need to talk." I say while grabbing his hand and leading him over to the living room and sitting us on the couch.

"Dean I really want to talk to you about your drinking habits." I say.

"What about em?" He asks.

"Well...there getting a bit out of control." I say.

"Paige I really don't wanna talk about this." He says while getting up.

"Dean listen. This is a serious matter and I...."

"Paige this really doesn't concern you so just drop it!" He yells while cutting me off.

"Yes Dean actually is does concern me! I am your girlfriend and I'm really worried about you!" I yell back getting standing my ground.

"Look you're really starting to irritate me so why don't you just stop talking now." He say in an annoyed tone walking away from me.

I grab his hand before he can go any further.
"Dean stop! You can't just run away from your problems!"

"Saraya you're now my fucking therapist so for the last time, just fucking drop!" He yells.

Dean only uses my real name when he's really pissed at me so that's how I know this argument is gonna get real ugly real fast.

"Dean, I'm tired of you pushing me away when I'm trying to help you! Just let me help you!" I yell back at him.

"Gosh dammit JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" He yells while storming into the kitchen.

"Dean just listen to me!" I yell while following him into the kitchen.

"What!?" He yells irritated

"Just give me one reason why you won't let me help you." I say

"Because I just don't want your help!" He yells while picking up on if the beer bottles and throwing it across the kitchen.

I flinch at his actions. I've never seen him so angry and it actually kinda scares me. I scurry out of the kitchen, run into the bathroom, and lock the door.
I cry silently to myself. Why won't he just let me help him? I don't want to see him end his life at such a young age due to his drinking. I love him too much to let that happen.

A few minutes later a hear a light knock on the bathroom door.

"Babe, open the door I wanna talk to you." I hear Dean say softly on the other side.

"Go away!" I yell still crying lightly.

"Please baby. I'm sorry. Just please open the door." He says

I get up from the ground and unlock the door. He opens it and comes in.

He sits in the floor beside me and picks me up and snuggles me in his lap.

I burry my face in his chest and just cry softly. He comforts me and rubs my head as I cry.

"Don't cry. I'm sorry okay?" He says while still rubbing my head.

I lift my head up and look him in the eyes. He wipes and tears and kisses my forehead.

"I promise to never scare you like that again. I'm so sorry." He whispers and kisses my forehead again then kisses my lips.

"It's okay. Just promise me to stop drinking or at least dial it down a little bit. Please?" I ask while snuggling back into his chest.

"I promise."

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