"Will he be okay?" I asked the paramedics who took in John.
"I don't know right this second." The man answered.
"What hospital are you taking him into? How bad is his wounds? Does he need surgery?" I asked. My hair was a mess and I was a wreck.
"Ms. you need to calm down. Please. He's injured. He will have to stay in the hospital for test. Go home. Please."
I sat down in the lobby of a hotel with a coldface.
My hair blocked my face and my clothes were worn out.
John I hope you're okay. I thought.
"You okay?" A mans voice asked me. I looked up to see the lunatic, Dean Ambrose.
"I'm fine." I lied with a cringe.
"Well your scaring kids." He pointed at one family. Two little kids stared at me, terrified. I guess I was the Grinch.
"I don't care. Leave me alone." I mumbled.
"Okay." He said. I heard his footsteps walk off.
I felt alone.
"Ambrose wait!" I cried. He still stood infront of me. He didn't budge, I guess he faked his disappearance.
My eyes were bagged from crying. His eyes widened. "Lets Go."
He took me to his hotel room.
I explained what happen.
"Ouch."
"I know."
"Want a hot dog?" He asked.
I giggled. I laughed. I chuckled. I made sound of happiness. The last few days have been hard since Raw. I've been sitting,sleeping, and eating next to my mans bed. I was finally forced out of the hospital by the nurses and doctors. Everyday John was taken to different hospitals, and I followed him with no smile.
Ambrose gave me a hot dog and I ate it with no mercy.
"Damn." He said.
"I'm sorry. Haven't eaten decent food in days." I mumbled.
"Its okay." He handed me a cup filled with a liquid.
I took a little sip and immediately spit it out.
"W-Whats wrong?" He asked.
"This is wine!"
He scratched his head. "I know."
I looked around the room. Closed door, wine, and one bed!
"You bastard! " I yelled.
He gave me a odd look.
I stood up and backed away.
He finally knew what I was thinking. "Oh! Nicole relaxed. You have Cena. I wouldn't do that to you."
I sighed in relief and sat back down.
It began to rain. Dean and I spent the night chatting. A little part of me felt like it was wrong but, that feeling vanish.
One night. Dean Ambrose made me. Smile.
