My name is Demi, I'm a successful diva and the current girlfriend of WWE superstar Sheamus.
So far so good but at the moment there's this feud between him and the three guys of The Shield. Since last November they always came out to attack the faces. First I didn't care much, then as they also focused on Sheamus I got pissed too but at some point I realized that there's something different about their leader Dean Ambrose. I can't describe it and at the same time I forbid myself to think such things cause I guess he hasn't even noticed me and Sheamus would go insane anyways.
Well that was the theory till last week. Then somehow everything started to change.
It was Monday, RAW time, I walked around backstage a little bored cause Sheamus rather spent his time with Randy instead of me. Some superstars walked by but I didn't care much. Until three guys in black clothes came along. Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns were talking with each other but Dean suddenly gave me a look which almost killed me straight away. As we walked past each other he leaned a little closer to me, whispering: "See you later..." I just stood there until Kaitlyn showed up: "Come on, our match is next."
In the ring everything went well and I was gone even before Sheamus and Randy made their way out. They had a match against Wade Barrett and Antonio Cesaro and it was obvious that The Shield will appear. I sat in my locker secretly watching the happenings at the live-screen and was surprised about myself as I noticed that I just focused on Dean instead of Sheamus. They just speared Randy once and then fully concentrate on Sheamus. As he couldn't move anymore, Dean took a mic and said, standing right above him: "I will not only destroy your career, I will destroy your whole life! And I'm gonna start right now." The faces of Seth and Roman told me immediately that this wasn't scripted that way but for now they left together.
Lost in my thoughts I went back from bistro with some Red Bull. Just before I could close the door of my locker again, someone scarred the hell out of me, saying "Cheers" behind me. And I knew that voice... I turned around to look in Dean's eyes. He was still sweaty from before and I could feel my body react. But I managed to ask him: "What do you want here and what about your words out there?" He grinned: "So you really wanna know?" With that he pushed me forward into my own locker and closed the door. Then he said: "I'm here to make something clear." I tried to defend myself: "You know I'm with..." Dean cut me off by pinning me back to the wall, fixing my wrists over my head with his hands. Then he brought his face close to mine, speaking again: "Maybe you're but I know that's not what you really want." I gave him a confused look but before I could open my mouth he continued in a weird tone: "Come on and tell me the truth. Why don't you care about him like you should? Why aren't you out for his matches? Why are you alone backstage mostly? Why are you always looking at me? Why are you secretly watching me? Why can't you get me out of your mind?" I was completely disturbed by these questions and just stuttered: "I...I don't know." Dean tightened the grip around my wrists and said a little louder: "Huh? Of course you know. Say it! Now!" In the meantime I already had an idea of what he wanted me to say and I wasn't sure of his further actions if I tried to pretend any longer so I said: "Yeah I like you. Pleased now?" Dean grinned again: "You aren't the one to ask questions but you gonna learn that. And yeah I am." Then he pressed his lips on mine and kissed me roughly. I couldn't help but return the kiss. After it Dean pulled away and left my locker, whispering: "This was just the beginning..." I sat down completely confused and wished my Red Bull would be Vodka or something like that.