So guys, this chapter might feature a little more swearing than usual so if you don't really like it you'll pick up on the story in the next chapter - MissBubblyJericho
Dean Ambrose POV
I don't care who kissed who, the point is that it happened. And what's funny is I caught the two lip locking. It really hurt me. Somehow all my pain turns into anger.
"I loved her!" I yelled alone in a hallway, "She could of told me she was a slut!"
As I walked, I was pounding my fist against the wall and knocking everything over.
"Am I part of a fucking game?" I snap. She's screwed me over before, I know that but this is fucking low. We both "hate" Seth, well apparently she does.
I got to my car not caring how Summer would get back to the hotel, she could fuck in the back seat of a taxi with Seth, I don't think I care anymore. I was speeding on the roads, maybe I'll get fucking arrested, I can trust a police woman more.
Summer Rae POV
"I don't care if you love me Seth, I care that you just kissed me and sent my boyfriend ape shit!" I moaned to Seth, chasing after an agitated Dean.
"I sorry Summer, I felt like it. I can't stop my feelings for you!"
We pratically ran around to look for him. I wanted Dean to know it wasn't my fault, I wanted him to know Seth kissed me.
I was upset. Dean would now absolutely hate me. I should of listened to what everyone told me when we started dating in developmental, I was getting myself in for hell.
"His cars gone," Seth points out quickly distracting me from thought.
"He'll go to the hotel right?" I ask.
"Yep," Seth says opening his car doors "Summer, I love you and I'm sorry..."
I slowly open the hotel door. Shattered
glass surrounded Dean who had slump himself against a wall.
"Just fucking leave Summer, I don't want to see you!" he yells as I shut the door.
I felt like crying, Dean knows I don't love Seth, he just doesn't know he kissed me.
"You always screw me over don't you, I for once loved somebody but that somebody is obviously just a whore who loves to spread her legs!" he spits viciously "I wish we never fucking met. I always end up hurt whilst you can be all high and mighty when you ride Seth!"
"It isn't.." I stuttered before being interrupted.
"It isn't what? It isn't what I think? Yeah Summer, that's what everyone says. It is what I fucking think,I have eyes"
A tear formed "Well I'm sorry Dean, I actually tried to make you happy and when you see something you treat me like crap!" I went and left the room standing in the corridor.
I broke down. I broke down and cried.
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The Screw Job (Summer Rae/Dean Ambrose)
Fanfiction“I'm like a toy to her, a toy that someone has promised her. Maybe not her favourite, but still hers.”
