*I don't own a thing, other than my character Leah :)

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"Leah! Get up!" Seth shouted from the other side of the bedroom door, rapping his fist in an attempt to wake his sleeping sister.

But a familiar gravelly voice that belonged to a certain somebody he basically banished from the apartment answered instead. "Fuck you!"

Seth let out an exasperated sound, shaking his head in utter disbelief. "Dean? Man, what the hell are you doing here?"

He could hear the guy chuckling which immediately sent Seth rolling his eyes at his response. "Sleeping..."

Seth's frustrated sigh could be heard from the other side as well as his footsteps leading back into his own room. It was way too early to deal with Dean Ambrose.

"He's pissed," Leah whispered, swiping her dark chestnut hair away from her face. She was wedged between the wall and Dean, his arm draped over her middle- the weight crushing her insides.

Dean yawned, pulling her even closer, keen on sleep. "When isn't he?"

"Exactly," They heard Seth answer for himself.

"Only speaking the truth, asshole!" Dean shouted. Leah rolled her eyes while her brother and "ex" shouted back and forth or rather to a door.

"Say that again... I have no problem leaving you here today, ya fucking lunatic," Seth threatened.

A groan of sorts emanated out of Dean's mouth and he finally opened his eyes. He squinted at first, the bright sunlight peering into the room blinding him. "Your brother really is an asshole," he grumbled, retracting his arms from Leah so he could sit over the edge of the bed. But his head pounded and actually pained him. Dean didn't know if he could make it to his feet.

The night before was wild- Dean and Kevin running their mouths about who could out drink who. The two were too stubborn to give up, riddled with pride even if it ensured them both a trip to the hospital with alcohol poisoning. Now Dean was paying for it and somewhere he knew Kevin was as well.

"So are you," Leah snickered, tossing Dean his shirt. He slipped the material through his arms, over his chest but he fell back against the covers, rubbing at his tired, heavy eyes. He felt like shit and a whole lot of regret.

Leah was about to get out of bed, but Dean pulled her down. His hands instinctively gripped at her hips and turned them around, pinning her to the bed. "You comin' with us today?" he mumbled, oblivious to her trying to wiggle out of his grip.

Him and Seth were headed to the gym before the hour long drive to the indie promotion they wrestled for, along with the others- Sami and Kevin. But Leah shook her head. Other commitments occupied her time. "I told Seth I would until Paige and I landed that photoshoot we were holding out for."

"Nice," Dean nodded, their embrace of sorts interrupted by Seth.

He stood against the now opened bedroom door, his arms folded across his chest as he stared daggers at Dean. "Can you get off my sister?"

"Already did last night... Over and over again," Dean chuckled, a cheeky grin plastered on his face.

Seth shuddered. Any sex act involving his own flesh and blood made every hair on his body stand up and his stomach turn in every which way. It haunted him.

"Man, I don't wanna hear about anything that involves you and my sister," Seth said as Dean kissed Leah before crawling off her and the bed. He was quick to pull on his jeans and pop a cigarette in his mouth before Seth grabbed the lighter from his hands.

"Bet you get an earful, huh?" Dean asked, snatching the lighter back.

"Yeah, when you were allowed over here."

"I have to run things by you now?"

Leah rolled her eyes. It was obvious her brother wasn't as forgiving as she was... Which was either a good or a bad thing.

"Hey, you still coming with us?" Seth asked, his attention to Leah. She shook her head, swiping through her phone, opening up her conversation from the night before with Becky.

"No... Busy," she answered absent-mindedly, quickly scanning the texts that made up the conversation between the two. With furrowed brows, one text stood out like a sore thumb and Leah contemplated whether Becky meant to send it.

Because she definitely did and it wasn't intended for her eyes. And to make matters awkward, she actually read the text aloud.

'Kevin, last night was amazing. I don't want us to be a secret anymore...'

Seth and Dean snapped their heads in her direction, giving Leah the weirdest look. "What?" Seth was quick to ask.

"Kevin?" Dean gritted, that name alone striking a deep cord as the events from night before filled his head.

"You and Kevin?" Seth couldn't even believe he was asking Leah.

She shot him a questionable look. "No, not me you idiot!"

"Are you sure?" Dean pestered.

"Really?" Seth questioned, rolling his eyes. Now Dean was beginning to question Leah's sense of commitment?

Leah stared right at Dean. "Obviously, you asshole."

"Then why'd you say that?"

"Nevermind! Nevermind!"

"Leah, what the hell is going on?" Seth asked, utterly confused with the conversation.

"Yeah... Why'd you mention Kevin?" Dean seethed.

"I didn't..."

Now Seth and Dean stood and sat in utter confusion. "What in the fuck?" Seth mumbled.

"What the fuck is going on?" Dean shouted.

"Fine! I read Becky's text out loud!" Leah exclaimed in frustration, having enough of the two pressing her for information. She covered her mouth with both hands once she realized she just outed her friend's obvious secret text.

"Woah..."

"Those two, this entire time?"

"Becky is going to kill me," Leah mumbled.

"Kevin too," Dean added.

Seth on the other hand found the newly outed information amusing. "I kinda figured they had something going on but what the hell is Becky talking about last night? Kevin was so drunk out of his mind... There's no way that could have happened."

"That's the perfect excuse for it to happen, actually," Dean said.

"I mean the act itself... He couldn't even tell his right hand from his left, or the fact that he even had hands."

All the while Dean and Seth argued nonsense, Leah and Becky's conversation continued as Becky finally realized she'd sent the wrong text to the wrong friend.

That wasn't meant for you

You and Kevin? All this time?

Yes...

Holy shit!

I guess I have a lot of explaining to do?

YES YOU DO

Since I'm in your neck of the woods, I'll swing by

Come by whenever. Seth and Dean are here but they're leaving soon

Dean's there?

Don't change the subject... And sorry in advance.

Sorry for what?

You'll find out soon enough.

xXx

If Seth could pick anybody else to ride in a car with for about an hour, he would never think twice about passing up the offer. In fact, Dean wouldn't even be an option.

Seth had grown to really hate Dean over the last couple weeks ever since news broke that he was in fact cheating on Leah. It even surprised Seth when he heard his voice only to discover he came home with Leah the night before. But he didn't put it past her or him for that matter... Their relationship was nothing short of volatile including constant petty fights and sex. It was never really a relationship and Seth even questioned why the ruined sanctity of the so called relationship bothered him. But then the one and only reason that mattered a hell of a lot reminded him that Leah was his blood, his younger sister by three years. Nobody ever messed with his family.

"Why'd you do it?" Seth blurted out, turning the Crüe down low.

"What?" Dean asked, unaware he was in for an interrogation.

"Don't play stupid... Actually, I shouldn't expect anything less."

Dean rolled his eyes and leaned back in the seat. Folding his arms across his chest, he now realized what Seth was getting at.

"Why'd you cheat on Leah?"

"Why's the sky blue, why's the grass green?" Dean retorted in his typical sarcastic fashion.

Seth rolled his own eyes in disdain. "Man... Tell me the truth. Why'd you do it?"

"We were never together together... I could fuck whoever I wanted and I did."

"That's my sister, man," Seth reminded him.

"Yeah, no shit," Dean chuckled, "She knew I didn't do relationships. So did you."

"Yeah but I expected a little more outta ya, Ambrose... Especially when it came to my sister."

Dean was annoyed. "Yeah, I get it... Leah's your sister."

"Exactly," Seth shot back.

"Did you forget she always does the opposite of what you tell her? Aren't I the perfect example?" Dean asked, that cocky grin shinning through. It made Seth wanna jump out of his seat and strangle the bastard but he figured they could settle it in the ring if they were to face each other that night.

"Yeah and you could be the last too," Seth shot back.

"Good luck with that... You and I will just end up having the same shitty conversation tomorrow morning when you find me in her bed again," Dean chuckled.

Seth felt tested. That's the absolute last thing he wanted. Leah deserved better and Dean deserved less, in his eyes. He felt it was up to him to prove everything Dean had to say, wrong.

"Yeah, well... We'll see about that, looney bin."

xXx

It was coming close to eleven on the dot with all the guys seated around a table inside their usual hangout. Itwas one of the best bars to be plus it's where Becky worked which meant half priced beers all around.

Kevin who hadn't yet taken a sip of his beer was a hungover, jittery mess, looking all around for the red head he shared a secret with... A secret now everyone of their friends knew about thanks to Leah and her big mouth.

"So, you and Becky, huh?" Dean asked, smirking behind his glass. He'd gotten a kick out of the unlikely pair together but really, it was only a matter of time.

"What's it to you, Ambrose?" Kevin shot back like a hiss. He'd been defensive since the news broke but that was typical Kevin fashion. But anything that came out of Dean's gab usually pissed him off anyways.

"Your little secret is out now... I'm just saying what everyone's thinking. We want the dirt."

Kevin rolled his eyes. Like he would disclose anything to him. "That's all cause Leah couldn't keep her mouth shut."

"Just how I like her," Dean shot back while Seth grimaced. He hated his sister being referred to as a gaping mouthed anything.

Sami was getting a kick out of the events unfolding around him, especially when it involved his best friend Kevin. For once he was actually pretty quiet, all day actually, which was nice. Sami didn't have to sit through an explanation of why Kevin was the "master" of this or that.

"Man, this is exciting... Glad I came out for this," Sami chuckled behind his glass.

"Shut up Sami," Kevin was quick to shoot once he spotted Leah, Paige and Becky at the busy bar trying to order their drinks. But the overwhelmed bartender- scatter brained and all- wouldn't suffice.

Becky scoffed, mumbling under her breath about newbies as she took her place behind the counter, grabbing a bottle of tequila for herself.

"Becky, what the hell are you doing?" Paige questioned, "You going to drink yourself into a coma?"

"That's the plan actually thanks to this one with the big mouth." Becky glared at Leah who in turn shrugged.

"I'm sorry. It just came out," Leah defended, "And it didn't help that you sent your little secret text to the wrong person."

Becky just groaned. "Yeah, yeah... But still."

"Why are you so weird about it anyways? You two had sex, so what?"

"Exactly what she said," Paige agreed.

"It's not like I'm ashamed or anything." Becky really wasn't. But it was the way they went about it that frustrated her. Her and Kevin had been close friends for years. They so happened to have been going about the deed for a month without anyone knowing and it was going well. But now since it was out in the open and knowing the friends they hung around, she panicked wondering what would come of it now since she was practically in love with him.

"Then what the hell is wrong?" Paige questioned, leaning over the bar to grab a couple beers for herself and Leah.

"I like him," Becky admitted, the words alone igniting that fluffy feeling inside. It was scary, really.

"Becky!" Leah gushed. Paige placed her hands over her heart, the raven haired girl who was never really one for expressing feelings, was actually feeling like she too was in love- with the idea of Becky and Kevin together.

"Can we just go over there already?" Paige asked. She shoved her hand in her pocket, pulling out a ten to cover for the beers. "You're not avoiding him. I won't allow it since I know what you two have been up to."

"I know."

The girls, Becky included since Paige wouldn't let go of her arm, joined the guys' table- pulling up a couple chairs and Paige planting herself in Seth's lap.

They all greeted one another, except Kevin and Becky. They kept their mouths shut, instead sharing a glance between themselves. It was awkward for them of course.

Leah could sense the tension, so she steered away as far as possible. "How was the show tonight?" She asked, grabbing for Sami's cap to place on her head.

"Good... Tag match tonight."

"Against my brother and Kevin?"

"Yep... I made your brother tap out," Sami announced proudly.

Dean was about to open his mouth to comment with something witty about his sister but Seth stopped him. "Don't you fucking dare."

Sami chuckled. "You should have been there... It was great actually."

"Maybe next time," Leah smiled, "I always love seeing him get knocked on his ass."

"Me too, Lee," Sami agreed, "Always the highlight of my night."

"Couldn't agree more," Dean added, setting his empty glass on the table. Looking over at the bar, the scatterbrained bartender was still busy. "Hey, who do I have to screw to get a damn beer around here?"

"Well, don't look at Becky," Sami mumbled, Kevin glaring his way.

"Actually, don't even mention Becky at all," Seth chuckled, embracing the embarrassment their two friends were sucked into.

Kevin went to open his mouth but instead he glanced at Becky who shook her head, shooting him a small smile. These were their friends- a bunch of sarcastic, wild jokers who loved to make one another uncomfortable as possible. Becky knew it and Kevin nodded, realizing it too.

"All of you are assholes!" Kevin chuckled.

"Damn straight... The best in town," Dean mumbled, looking around the table at the lot of them nodding along in agreement.