Not the only one. (Completed)

Chapter Eight.

Sami's POV:

Typically, what he says doesn't bother me. When Jon Moxley, excuse me, Dean Ambrose says something real asshole like, I usually laugh it off or ignore it. His comment about the Switchblades really pissed me off though. The Switchblade Conspiracy was something that I came up with on my own, nobody helped at all, just my brain and I. When I thought of this faction, he was the first member I wanted in it. I told them I said, "Look. I got this idea for a scary, nasty, cult type faction. Call them switchblades, give them switchblades, and the first member I want is this indy guy name Jon Moxley." I also told them that this faction won't exist if he wasn't put in it and well, the top guys agreed and Switchblades were born.

I was so proud of myself. I was over the moon and I told everyone who would listen about it. I told my mom, I told my dad, I told Christina, I told Matt. Matt...I'll explain Matt later. I'm to emotional to explain Matt just know that he's a big part of who I am today. The Switchblade Conspiracy was something explosive. We did whatever the fuck we wanted to with no consequences and we'd hurt people. Your typical heel tag team. We spat in people's faces, I mean anything you can imagine we'd done it. Kings of promo but even two kings tend to clash at some point.

The Switchblades only lasted a full year. People started relating to Moxley more than I so, we ended up having this huge feud against one another in CZW. Which, of course, he won. He was a face, I should've known he would. It's really hard..living in Jon's shadow. Everyone expecting you to be as dangerous, as psychotic, as brilliant as he and I was but, it was a lot of pressure maintaining that. I somehow managed and I got really big on the indy scene. But there was just one thing. I wasn't Dean Ambrose. I wasn't on tv every week. No one knew who the hell Sami Callihan was. Imagine my excitement when WWE calls me up and says I'm gonna be on NXT...but only doing dark matches for awhile.

I watched my phone light up for the millionth time this month. I hadn't left my apartment since the incident with Dean and I don't plan on moving for quite awhile. I only answered certain texts from certain people and I keep it really short. I don't answer the door, I just let the doorbell ring. I guess I'm getting all depressed again but at this point, I don't care. I told Hunter to kill whatever he had planned for my storyline with Dean and AJ because I don't want to bother with those two. I'm kind of a big roadblock in their relationship, don't you think? If I keep my distance, maybe they'll be happier. I grabbed my phone and slid it unlocked, reading the text message. It was Havok.

🔮Havok 👻: Open the door. I have the place surrounded. Come out with your hands up.

Me: Hahaha very funny. And no, I'm not coming out. I don't know if you've noticed but I'm kind of on strike right now. I'm in a very fragile state right now. You're wasting your time.

🔮Havok 👻: I'm outside of your front door, Callihan. Don't make me break it down because as you know, I can.

Me: Listen here, you freakish overly strong man woman, I'm serious. I don't need visitors right now. Given the state I am in, I really need to be alone right now.

🔮Havok 👻: That's it. You've given me no other option. Samuel Alton Johnston, I'm about to break your door off the hinges.

I quickly got up, ran to my door, and opened it just so she wouldn't. She greeted me with a smile, "You're such a sucker. You'd really think I'd break the door off the hinges?" I sighed, "Jessicka, as much as I enjoy our witty game of banter, I'm tired so." I started to close the door but she stopped it with her hand. She's much stronger than me so I didn't bother fighting her on it. I simply held my hands up and walked over to my couch to sit back down and mope. But I should've known that Jessicka Havok wouldn't let me. She walked over and stood in front of the tv that I was watching. I looked up at her, "May I help you?" "You've been gone from society for a month now. Don't you think the world should see your adorable little face? Come on let's go do something." I shrugged reaching around to grab my beer off the coffee table, "Like what?" "Oh you know. See April that I know you miss."