Not the only one. (Completed)

Chapter Five.

Aj's POV:

I didn't know who she was but after tonight, I didn't care. I just know by the look in her eyes that she wants my Sami. Who the hell does she think she is? Looking up at my Sami. Yes. MY Sami. Sami is a precious jewel who should be protected at all times and how does she know that I wasn't his girlfriend in the audience? I mean I was standing pretty damn close to him. I could've easily passed for his girlfriend. Couldn't I? Oh and don't even get me started on this broad shouldered woman smiling at him every chance she got. Every. Single. Chance. Sami's fucking adorable but I mean my god, take a picture. He's mine. Oh that chokeslam? No match for my black widow. None at all. Oh you just wait. This isn't over.

"Are you okay?" I snapped out of my rage and looked up at Dean. Ah, yes. Dean Ambrose. My lunatic. And he really is mine. I hugged him suddenly and smile burying my face into his chest as he hugged me back. No place felt more safe than Dean's arms. I appreciate him so much but I feel awful because I'm getting between him and his best friend. I'm tearing the Switchblades apart slowly by simply batting my eyelashes. This is the shit I do in storylines not real life. But I can't help myself. My heart is being torn in two different directions. I'm with Dean, I should be happy right? I love him so much. So why am I being drawn closer to Sami?

I had often had dreams. I often had dreams of being with The Callihan Death Machine himself. I'd heard of his past and how he treated women. I couldn't believe it and didn't want to but Sami confirmed it. That is why he's divorced. My dreams of him would be happen every other night and the other nights, it would be of Dean. Even my dreams don't know where I wanna go when it comes between those two. They're both an addiction. You get addicted to Dean because he's unpredictable and you just never know when he's going to be a complete ass to you or a sweet human being. In private, he's very sweet but in public he's...himself. It's hard to describe.

Sami Callihan was of a different breed. A very strange, creepy individual that has this wild black hair that's usually contained by a bandana or hat if it isn't cut short. Sami is very sweet and caring. He's very likable and he's really easy to talk to. He's courageous and really passionate about what he does and when he does it. He's going to make sure everyone remembers his face and he's going to try his hardest to make you laugh and he would succeed at it every time. If he doesn't, he makes fun of himself for not being able to. Sami doesn't have enemies, or at least none I know about because it's hard being mad at Sami. Sami's adorable.

"Earth to Jersey Devil." I snapped out of it and looked at Sami, "Huh?" "I said we're going backstage, is that cool?" Yeah so I can be around all these women who've probably had sex with my boyfriend. Sounds like a dream. I nodded though because there's no way they're gonna talk shit about me while I'm waiting in the car. Besides, I need to put these TNA hoes in check when it comes to Dean Ambrose. And Sami Callihan. Sami smiled at me as if he could read my mind. Sometimes, it seemed like he could. We made our way backstage throughout the TNA locker room after the show and of course the expected happened. Almost immediately, different knockouts greeted both Dean and Roman asking them how they were. The boys were polite but kept it very short with them as we kept on. Good boys. Eventually, we ran into Havok.

Sami smiled at her, "Excellent match, champ. You've proven why you're the most dominant diva in TNA once again." She was okay, I thought rolling my eyes. Dean noticed but remained silent. Oh great. Havok turned around with her championship over her shoulder. She was taller right in front of us..but then again, it doesn't take much for someone to be tall to me. Damn me for being short. I tried to look as intimidating as I could being 5'2" but it clearly had no impact on anybody. She smirked at us but spoke to Sami, "You saw that?" "We all did." "Including you Moxley? You like what you seen out there?" Dean shrugged, "You guys are okay. I mean sure you need a little work but all the knockouts here do. But you know," Dean put his arm around me, "None of you are half the woman my AJ is."

Havok looked at me, "I've heard you're a pretty big deal up there on higher ground, Miss April." Whoa. Miss April? Talk about a blast from the past. I haven't been called that in centuries. I smiled, "Well I am the longest reigning Divas champion but you know, I'm not one to brag." "Yeah I heard you're crazy." There it is. That word again. I started to say something but Sami defended me, "She's misunderstood. Not crazy. If anyone's crazy here it's me." Everyone laughed and Havok chuckled. For some reason, that made Sami smile wider and my blood boil. I've got to get close to this chick to see what's her deal. "Sami, did you invite Jessicka to the party Saturday?" "What party?" Sami asked. Dean looked at me, "We're having a party?"

I kept my smile as everyone looked at me weirdly, "Of course we are, silly. All superstars of all different promotions are invited. It's gonna be a major blowout and so much fun. You should come, Jess. It's going to be a blast." "And you know if Mox is hosting it, it's gonna be a major throw down for sure. She's right, Jess. You should come," Sami said. It really bothers me the way he looks at her you know? Like he looks at me that way, not her. Those are my looks. His adorable green eyes are suppose to pour into mine not hers. Jesus fucking Christ. I have to get a grip or I just might explode. Relax, AJ. You're with Dean. You love Dean. She surrendered, "Looks like I have no choice." "Great!" I exclaimed just a little too loudly, "It will be awesome! I guess we'll see you then. Dean."

I quickly grabbed his hand and hurried the hell out of there. Away from Sami's adorable gazes that weren't directed toward me.