*Seth's P.O.V.*
After discovering my mother's bruised body, I was in sick a state of shock, I completely blacked out. After Dean shook me back to reality, the fight was on. Without saying a word, he did as I said and took my mom into the living.
"Why would you do something like that ? That's an innocent woman who never did you wrong !" I yelled.
"Better watch your tone boy, I'm still ya daddy."
"I have no dad, you're dead to me."
"Then this'll be fun. Put 'em up boy ! Let's see what ya got." my dad challenged me.
We both ran into eachother swinging wildly. I couldn't land a single punch. It wasn't until I hit the wall that he was able to grab me and throw me against the fridge and onto the ground. He got on top of me, slapping me around like I was nothing.
"You thought you could come back after 12 years ? And for what boy !?" he yelled at me.
I pushed him off of me, but he kicked me in the stomach before I could get up. He kept throwing me on the counters and across the table. This was a fight I couldn't.
*Dean's P.O.V.*
Seth's mom showed me pictures of him when he was little. Every picture she showed me, there was more and more glass breaking, things falling over.
"I have to do something ! He's hurting my baby !" she cried.
"No ! If you do, you'll get hurt too. Servant handle himself, he's a big boy now." I assured her.
Out of nowhere, Seth came flying through the kitchen door. He was barley moving and he was covered in blood. Claude came out and started kicking and spitting on him.
"Claude ! Stop ! You'll kill him !"
"Good ! The fag gave me a black eye ! You're next !" he said pointing at me as he continued to toss Seth around the living room.
I couldn't take see my boyfriend get beat up. I hopped over the couch and grabbed Claude from behind and swung him around into the wall. Cynthia immediately called the police. I tried to help Seth up while his father was down momentarily, but he hit me in the back with a lamp.
"Who you think you're calling ? I done told you no phone calls in my house !" Claude said before striking Cynthia with a hard slap and choking her on the floor.
I got up and kicked him in the back to stop him. I heard Seth yell mom across the room, but I paid no attention, I completely snapped. I threw Claude over the couch, and banged his head on the coffee table.
"Get up you little bitch !" I yelled.
I grabbed him by the head and shoved it in the fish tank, watching him struggle for air. I let him back up before I swung his whole body into the tank, glass shattering everywhere.
"I'm the baddest man alive. You don't fuck with what's mine !" I yelled at him.
I pulled out my knife and held it to Claude's throat. He couldn't move to stop me or anything.
"Dean ! No !" Seth yelled, still laying on the floor bleeding uncontrollably.
"You will never forget me." I said before cutting his cheek.
"D.I.P.D. Open up !" heard the police at say at the door.
"Good evening officers. What can I do for you ?" I asked.
"We received a call from a woman crying for help. Is everything alright ? Are you alright sir ?" one cop asked seeing blood on my shirt.
"I mean now it is. Where were you five minutes ago !? I handled everything, but come on in." I said inviting them in. "You'll have to excuse the mess. I was busy taking care of bidness."
I guided them through the house, stepping over bodies and explaining the situation.
"This is my boyfriend Seth. I love him to death. Speaking of death, you might want an ambulance for him. He hasn't moved much for a while and I need him in one piece for tonight, if you know what I mean."
"You look very .... familiar." the first cop said.
"Trust me, you don't know me. This bastard here is Claude. He's a real asshole, and he's crazy. Obviously he wasn't hugged as a child, but that's none of my business."
"And .... what about the woman in the corner ?" the second cop asked.
"Oh her ? That's the mom. She's been beat by that guy for the past only God knows how long. She got slapped and been down ever since. Now you know who needs self defense classes."
*Seth's P.O.V.*
"Mr. Rollins. We need some information from you on the suspect and victim." the officer asked.
"Seth !" my mom yelled coming out the house with her eye patched up.
"Mom ! I'm sorry all of this had to happen. If I would've listened to your calls before, this wouldn't have happened."
"It's okay baby. It's over now."
"About the suspect," the officer started again.
"Claude Rollins. Born March 26, 1976. He abused me for several years. And he hurt my son." my mom told him.
"David ! This young man needs medical attention asap."
"I thought he already got help. Why is he just sitting in the back ?" David asked.
"You're suppose to help him ! You're training isn't going so well kid." the office said before leaving.
*Dean's P.O.V.*
"How you holding up there ?" I asked as I sat beside Seth while the police questioned his mother some more.
"Pretty good. The bleed slowed down a bit, I have a few concussions, they gave me this cast to wear and they wrapped my stomach up really nice and stuff."
"Thanks. Thanks for doing all of this, I know it didn't turn out how you wanted-"
"Oh it did. I've been waiting to get my hands on that jerk." he said.
"Well, looks like he put those hands on you. You were barley moving earlier." I joked.
"Yeah, I don't know what happened, but it won't happen again !"
"It won't, he's going to jail now. You did good today babe, not the fighting part, but you did good." I laughed.
"Thanks for coming with me. And I know I've said it a thousand times already, but I'm really really sorry I cheated on you." he apologized.
"Don't mention it babe, Let's just get back on the road. I forgot we have a house tomorrow night know California."
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That took a lot out of me. How about that ending though ?
- TylerBreezeus
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Attraction
FanfictionIt's the start of something new ! Life isn't a fairy tale, but trying telling that to Seth as he tries to make the best of an unorthodox relationship with Shield partner Dean Ambrose.
