"Ma'am will you please open the door!" The man shouted tiredly. "If you think I'm about to open the door for a bunch of pigs then you got me fucked up!" She shouted and he grunted before trying to knock the door down once more, "Cut that shit out!" "Dean." Sasha groaned, "This isn't working." "You don't think I see that?" Dean groaned loudly then turned back towards the door, "What's it gonna take to get you outta there lady? There's gotta be something." The woman was silent for a moment before speaking, "Help me get my son." *** City living is unforgiving. Naomi Fatu is a single mother trying to make ends meet for the sake of her 17 year old son who would rather live on the streets than in the apartment his mother is struggling to pay for. Dean Ambrose is what his city would like to call a traitor. Though having shouted 'fuck the police' in the days of his youth, he is now a detective alongside his partner, Sasha Banks. Both have been tiredly working the same case for the past three years with no signs of improvement. Sasha Banks is THAT bitch. Bad and she know it and ain't afraid to show it... in the public eye that is. Behind closed doors is an entire different story that she'd rather keep private. Preventing crime by day and trying to live comfortably at night was an impossible job... literally. When Naomi has trouble trying to pay the unpayable debt her 'deceased' husband had brought upon them, and Dean tries to convince Sasha that thinks he's getting closer to the answer they had been desperately searching for, how will the assistants of each other play a role in freeing all of their minds?

[STYLES FLAIR]I don't wanna be living in vain. Its all suppose to be fake.

I watched as he paced the room. "I can't stand you!" He said turning to face me. "What? What did I ever do to you?" I asked. "You're so... You make me so angry. I was fine with being alone. I promised myself I wouldn't mix business and pleasure but here you are sitting right in front of me with those innocent eyes on your goddamned beautiful face, making it so damn hard for me to not walk right over and fuck you senseless on that bed!" He all but growled at me. My jaw dropped as I stared in disbelief. "I- uh... I can leave if you don't want me here.." I said not knowing how else to answer that. "That's just it Baby! I do want you here. Ever since you got stuck traveling with me, I wanted you here all the damn time! I don't want to want you as much as I do." He said before pacing the room again. I stood up off the bed debating if I should leave him to cool down or attempt to cool him down myself. Before I even made a decision in my head, my feet were moving towards him. I reached up to touch his arm and he spun around suddenly, picking me up off the floor before pinning me to the wall. I stared at him wide eyed. He stared back at me, his eyes dark but soft as he studied my face. He let out a deep, shaky breath before setting back on the floor gently. Before he could turn around again I pulled him closer to me by his shirt. He looked down at my hands that gripped his shirt then back up at me. "Take me." ~ I have recently fallen in love with the sexy and mysterious Drifter. Hope you enjoy ! (:

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Rants. Roasts and random #965in Humor

Dear Dean, Roses are Red Violets are blue Get over Seth. He doesn't love you. And I don't give a damn if he gave you a ring At the end of they day He'll be my king Love, his true love (: **** Dear jackass with the fancy rhyming, Touch my Seth And you loose your hand (: How's my rhyming? Love, your new worst enemy, Dean fucking Ambrose

"It's often in the darkest skies that we see the brightest stars." in which an architect does everything he can to get a queen to fall head over heels in love with him Cover inspired by @wwetheshield