"I'm just going out with the guys, I'll be back later on tonight," Dean Ambrose said as he glanced at the blonde girl to his left before pulling on his sock.
"So I flew out here to sit in a hotel room all weekend?" she asked with an exasperated sigh as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and looked up at him.
"You act like we won't spend the days together for the next four days and sleep together at night. I'll be back in a few hours," he stood and slipped on his shoes.
"You act like you're not with these men everyday of your life," she quipped back, rolling her eyes.
"If you don't stop with your smart ass mouth I won't come back at all," he threatened.
Alexa sighed as she leaned back on the bed post; there was no use arguing with him, he was just going to do what he wanted anyway.
Dean left with a rushed goodbye, not bothering to kiss or even look at Alexa before he walked out of the door -to her personal hotel room. Resigned to her fate Alexa swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked to the en suite bathroom; he never failed to get her one of the biggest and nicest rooms that the hotel offered. 'Probably just to make up for being a complete asshole and fucking anything that spread its legs,' she thought bitterly to herself. Alexa sighed and shook her head, reminding herself that making up scenarios in her head was only going to cause her to drive herself crazy. She ran herself the hottest bath she could handle before stripping off her clothes and sinking into the soothing water, closing her eyes and releasing herself of the stress caused by Dean fucking Ambrose.
After a good 15 minute soak in the tub Alexa could no longer stand the sight of her pruned fingers, she climbed out of the tub, clutching the plush white hotel towel to the front of her glistening wet body. She pulled the plug from the massive tub before adjusting her towel around her body, bunching it up in the front between her breasts. She made quick work of finding a pair of boy-shorts and a tank top, slipping them off before tossing the towel into the hotel provided hamper in the closet. Just as Alexa had settled into bed and prepared herself to cuddle up with a book on her kindle she heard a knock at her door.
Glancing at the clock on the bed side table -which read 12:30am- she knew it wasn't Dean knocking. She threw off the covers and grabbed the robe that was draped over the back of a
chair and pulled it on, wrapping it tightly around her body before pulling the door open in annoyance.
"He really brought you all the way here to leave you locked in a hotel room?"
Alexa face softened a bit when she saw Roman Reigns standing at her door - Roman was not only Dean's on-screen team mate but he was also one of Dean's closest friends.
"Isn't it like this every time I come out here?"
"I don't know why you still come," he smirked.
"Maybe because I love my midnight visits from long haired Samoan guys."
Roman smiled as he pushed into Alexa's hotel room, closing the door behind him before placing his right hand inside of Alexa's robe and around her body onto the small of her back and pulling her against him. "I better be the ONLY long haired Samoan guy visiting your room at midnight."
Alexa smirked as his lips met hers in a heated encounter. He backed her up until the backs of her knees hit the edge of the bed, startling her and breaking her out of her trance. Alexa gently pushed on Roman's chest, her signal to him that they needed to slow down.
Normally Roman calmly took the hint and stepped back, unfortunately tonight was different. "Damn it, why do you do this?" he asked as he stepped back, running his bands through his long black hair.
"Do what Roman?" Alexa asked. As she plopped on the bed, she knew what he was referring to but sometimes the clueless act worked in her favor - just like most things tonight this hadn't worked as planned.
"You know what I mean. I can't be seen outside with you, I can't show you affection in front of people, I want so bad to throw you on the bed and make love to you all night; but you always stop me. You know you want all of it as bad as I do, stop telling yourself that you can't have it when I'm standing right here ready to give you everything."
Alexa fidgeted with her hands in her lap, "I told you, I can't do any of that while I'm still with Dean."
"Then end it Alexa," Roman plopped down on the bed next to her. "Oh for Christ sakes you guys
hardly have any type of relationship now as it is. He talks to you for two minutes out of his day while he's away, brings you on the road with him only to lock you in a hotel room - your own personal hotel room - you can't even room with him," Roman placed his hand on Alexa's bare knee. "You're hurting every day; just end it before I end him for putting you through this."
"It's not that easy," Alexa said quietly.
Roman took a deep calming breath, "Why?"
"He's all I've known for nine years Roman, how do I just throw it all away? How do I walk away from him when I've always been the only one there for him?"
"You're not the one throwing it away, he's already done that. Who cares if you've been there for him in the past? Where is he when you need him now?"
Alexa shoulders sagged in defeat; Roman slid his left arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him. Alexa rested her head on his shoulder and laced her fingers in his.
"I can't stand seeing you hurt. Every day it gets harder to work alongside him. I can hold back from telling him for the sake work, but our friendship is going to end because I can't be around him any other time."
"Your friendship is going to end when the truth about us comes out."
"Oh so I've made it to WHEN and not just IF? We're getting somewhere," Roman smirked.
Alexa laughed and kissed Romans clothed shoulder.
"God I love that sound," he smiled, referring to Alexa's laughter.
Alexa glanced at the clock on the bedside and sighed, "He'll be back in a couple hours, can we stop talking about him so you can hold me?"
Roman pulled his arm from around Alexa and stood from the bed, scooping her up and walking to her side of the bed before placing her down and climbing over top of her to lie next to her.
"How come you never tell me about the things he does behind my back?" Alexa questioned, regretting bringing him back up when they had just silently agreed to stop discussing him.
"Because you're a smart girl and I think you've got everything pretty much pieced together. Trust me, any doubts you're having are probably right."
"I can never figure out where he and I went wrong," she sighed as she laid her head on his chest.
"Sometimes people just fall apart. You met him when you were sixteen, Alexa. You gave him a chance when no one else would and maybe you both thought you were in love."
Alexa let what Roman said sink in before speaking again. "Will you stay until I fall asleep?" she asked as she cuddled closer to him.
Roman reached over her and clicked off the lamp on the bedside before wrapping his arm tighter and pulling her closer, "Don't I always?"