23 |Dean Ambrose|

/9\ (Dylan)

After the whole sobbing incident with Dean, we went our separate ways so we could go get ready for smackdown.

I put on my All Time Low crop top and jean shorts, grabbing my duffel bag and leave, walking down the steps instead of using the elevator.

I look up as i exit the hotel and sigh.

Taxi time..

(At the Smackdown arena)

I walk into the arena and a body guard stops me.

"Ma'am, Hunter and Stephanie would like to speak with you."

I nod, fear pulsing through me.

Man,my emotions are getting all worked up today..

I walk with the dude and we enter an office looking area.

"Aw, there she is. Please, sit." Hunter says, smiling warmly.

I do as i'm told and set my duffel bag beside me.

"Your excused, Sid."
Hunter says to the body guard.

He leaves.

SID DON'T LEAVE MEEEEEEEE

"We want to cut right to the case. We want you to become a Diva."

"Holy shit." I say.

Hunter and Steph chuckle and my cheeks
turn red.

"Um, i mean, okay." I recover.

Hunter smiles. "Under one condition."

"That is?" I ask, already signing the paperwork Steph handed me.

After i sign my contract, Hunter replies. "You have to join the Shield."

Well, fuck a duck and eat it for dinner.

"WHAT!" I say a little to loudly.

"Sweet heart, it's not the end of the world. You just have to wrestle with them. We're not controlling your private life." Steph explains.

I gulp and nod, finally agreeing. "Well, i signed the contract, nothing i can do about that."

They let me leave and i head to The Shields locker room.

I knock and hear nothing, so i enter and turn on the lights.

I set everything down and continue to get ready. I grab my combat boots and tie them.

Suddenly, the door is thrown open.

I look up as the boys walk in, all of them pissed.

"They let her in our locker room! First making her join the Shield, but THIS!" Dean yells.

"Man, your PMSing bad." I say.

"Bitch."

"Douche."

"Stop it!" Seth yells. "No matter what, we're stuck with her Dean, okay? Get used to it."

I stand up and grab my leather jacket, shrugging it on.

"We're needed at the gorilla." I say, pushing past them, bumping into Deans shoulder on purpose.

I walk down the halls and keep thinking.

Dean is a moody asshole.