One Of The Guys (Dean Ambrose Love Story)

Chapter 6 - Holy Screwed

"What do you mean we have a problem Roman?" I asked.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

I moved so he could come in and then I shut the door. When I turned to him he was looking at the ground. Dean was still sitting on my bed looking at Roman.

"So, those pictures, you were talking about, they ended up on the internet. Galina is on her way here." Roman said.

"What?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Well, do you know if she's seen the pictures?"

"Why do you think she's on her way here? I told her nothing was going on before we went shopping and then those pictures are taken and I'm screwed." he said.

"You're not the only one. She's gonna wanna see me too." I said.

"No. I don't want you to get in the middle."

"Roman, I'm already in the middle. Those pictures have me in them too. I was put in the middle once those pictures were snapped." I told him.

"I'm sorry." he said.

"No. It's not your fault." I said. "We'll get through this."

"I'll leave you two alone so you can figure this out." Dean said. He stood up and hugged me. "Call me later and we can hang out."

"I will. Thanks Dean." I said.

Dean left the room and it was just me and Roman.

"Does he know?" Roman asked.

"Know what?"

"About the kiss?"

"No." I said. I didn't tell Roman about Dean kissing me either. My head was so confused and now I had to deal with Roman's wife. She was obviously crazy. This was turning into a horrible day.

Roman and I walked to his room. I sat down on the bed but he kept pacing around the room. "We're gonna die." he said.

"No. We're not Roman. It's gonna be fine." I said.

There was a knock on Roman's hotel door. I stood up and Roman stopped pacing and looked at me. Here goes nothing. Roman answered it and Galina came walking in. She stopped when she saw me. I just looked at her, clearly nervous.

"Just when I was coming here to reassure myself that the pictures I saw on the internet weren't true, here you are. With her." she said looking at Roman.

Roman looked at a loss for words so I spoke up. "Look, Galina, I can explain."

She turned to me with a look that said she wanted to kill me. "There's nothing for you to explain. You're a homewrecker."

"Excuse me?" I said.

"How long have you been screwing him?" she asked.

"For your information, I am still a virgin, sweetheart. So there is no screwing involved in anything. Second, you two were having problems long before I came into the picture. So don't you dare start pointing fingers at me." I said.

"Right. You expect me to believe that you are just friends?"

"Yeah. Because that's all we are. Look, I don't know you, so I have absolutely no reason to lie to you." I said.

"Whatever. You're still a slut. I bet you learned that from your mother." she said.

That made my blood boil. How dare she talk about my mother. My dead mother. I had to get out of this room before somebody wound up dead. I walked past her straight to the door.