The stupid couch hadn't been pleasent to sleep on at all but she had been too stubborn to go into any of their rooms to sleep in a real bed so she had sucked it up and tried to sleep. She did get some sleep but not enough and she was up early. She had just gotten dressed in her running clothes when Dean came out of his room dressed in shorts and a tank top.
"Sleep well?" He twisted a little smirk.
"I don't complain," she said.
"Not out loud, you don't," he said. "But we both know that couch is a piece of shit. I tested it before Seth picked you up yesterday. I'm actually surprised you stayed on it the entire night."
"It was better than the alternative," she said.
He chuckled and shook his head, amused as always by her dry answers.
"When will you realize we're not such bad guys as you want us to be?" He asked.
"Excuse me?" She couldn't believe him.
"Nevermind. You're going out for a run?" He asked.
"I was planning to unless you're gonna tell me otherwise," she answered.
"I'm not. You already know you got freedom around us. So let's run together," he said.
"You think you can keep up with me?" She asked.
"Only one way to find out," he gave her a sassy smile.
"You wanna leave a note to the others?" She asked.
"I got my phone. They can see where I am," he said.
She gave him a puzzled look and he smiled back at her.
"We got this app installed on all our phones so we can always track each other. We should put it on your phone as well," he said.
"Won't that give me some sort of advantage if I always know where you are?" She asked.
"Oh no, it doesn't work that way. This is a special designed app so you have to apply if you wanna follow someone. We're not gonna grant you that application. But you're gonna take ours," he said.
"Of course," she sighed and rolled her eyes.
He gave her another sassy smile. She wasn't about to start arguing on the matter. She knew she wouldn't win. She could only hope he would forget about it again.
"So let's run," he said.
"Not a word while we're running," she said.
He took the elevator down while she took the stairs and they met up in the lobby. He granted her one wish and didn't say a word while they ran side by side. She had expected it to feel weird and forced but it actually felt normal running with him. Once again one of them managed to pull her feelings in both directions and her mind felt like exploding from everything. If only she had someone to confide in who would be able to somehow understand what was going on inside her head.
"Nice run?" Roman asked once they returned.
"Yeah, it was good," Dean answered and turned to look at her. "You wanna shower first or should we shower together?"
"What answer do you really expect me to give?" She asked.
"I know but you can't blame a man for trying," he winked at her. "Go shower. And leave your phone. We'll install that app meanwhile."
Of course he remembered. She took her phone and slid it across the table, not caring if any of them actually caught it or if it would fall to the floor and break. She was somehow hoping for the last option but of course Seth moved in as a ninja and caught it.
She ended her shower with pounding her fist into the wall a couple of times. No matter how many times she turned it around in her head, she couldn't make sense of any of it. Of them, of herself, of anything. She turned off the water with a sigh, accepting that no answers would come to her by punishing the wall, and then she dried herself and got dressed. They were sitting at the table with breakfast ready as she came out and Seth handed her phone back to her.
"We put a code on the app so you won't accidently go in there and turn us off," he said.
"Accidently?" She giggled scornfully.
"We know you would never shut us out on purpose," Dean said.
"Of course not," she rolled her eyes before looking at the table. "Pancakes again?"
"Don't deny you missed them," Dean winked.
"You're not as good a cook as you think," she said.
She still reached for a pancake, refusing to tell him that they probably were the best pancakes she ever had. She knew if she handed them anything good, as small as it might be, she would never hear the end of it.
"Rematch with Alexa tonight?" Roman asked.
"Triple threat with her and Nia," she answered.
"Girl, they are gonna murder you," Dean chuckled.
"One can only hope," she sulked.
"Aw, don't be like that. Just admit you love us," Roman smiled widely.
"Delusional much, are we?" She asked.
All three guys chuckled but at least none of them chose to continue the conversation.
"You wanna hit the gym with us?" Seth asked once they were done with breakfast.
"No thanks, I made plans with Dana," she said. "That is if I'm still allowed to have friends."
"Of course you are. I don't get why you won't believe us when we say you're free to roam," he said.
"Excuse me for having trouble seeing the good sides of you in all this," she said.
"There's my little sugar girl with her dry answers," Dean giggled and walked over to kiss her cheek. "Sometimes you're just so adorable."
She moved away from him fast and gave him a hard look. It only made him laugh but at least he didn't move in close again.
"So we'll see you tonight at the arena," Roman said with a smile.
They all disappeared out of the room and all of the sudden everything just seemed so quiet around her. She looked at her phone, debating whether or not to leave it behind, but she figured she better play the good girl part and take it along so they could see where she and Dana went. They weren't doing anything out of the ordinary. Just lunch, some window shopping, maybe getting a cup of coffee somewhere. Just friends being friends. Better to let the guys in on as much as possible to earn their trust. It might come in handy further down the line.
She arrived to the arena early. She did it on purpose to avoid the unwelcome escort the guys always gave her when they arrived together. She was opening this evening against Alexa and Nia and she knew those two would work together to take her down. It wasn't a question whether or not she would lose. She knew she would. It was only a question of how much they would hurt her.
The question was answered shortly after. They didn't waste any time once the bell rang. They threw themselves at her, furiously beating her down without stopping for what seemed like hours but was probably only a minute or two. Long enough for her to feel completely out of breath. They weren't gonna allow her one single blow to any of them. The air was knocked out of her as Nia landed a mean leg drop on her. Through clouded eyes she saw Alexa starting to climb to the top rope. She knew a twisted bliss was incoming.
The crowd was suddenly shouting and she turned her head to see three figures in black moving down the stairs fast. Not again. She didn't want this. She would take a beating if she had to, it was part of their job, but she would not have them interfere with her matches. She couldn't get up to stop them though. She still couldn't catch her breath. What happened next took everyone by surprise. Nia was out of the ring fast and just as Seth was about to jump over the barricade as the first one, Nia ran in as fast as she could and pushed him back hard. He flew back into Dean and Roman, sending all three of them crashing down to the ground since no one had been expecting it. Emily didn't see anymore since Alexa came crashing down with her twisted bliss. She heard the referee count to three and the bell rang. She had lost to Alexa.
The weight of Alexa left her body and she heard the tiny woman roll out of the ring and she knew both her and Nia were disappearing up the ramp fast. They weren't dumb enough to stick around with three angry Shield members getting up from the ground, realizing they had been taken out by one single woman.
She couldn't get up. For some reason she still struggled to breathe. She didn't move until someone grabbed both her wrists and dragged her out of the ring. Her feet landed on the floor and the rest of her body would have followed if it hadn't been for Roman holding her up.
"Can you walk?" He asked lowly.
"I think so," she answered.
"Then walk," he growled.
He started moving, one hand still firmly around one of her wrists, and she had no other choice but to follow him. Seth and Dean were there as well, escorting her like they always did, all the way to the locker room.
She stayed in the locker room the rest of the night, not wanting to see anybody except for Dana who was kind enough to bring her some water and fruit from catering. The Shield was in the main event so she just sat there and waited for a couple of hours until the show was finally over and it was time to go.
As always Seth drove them back to the hotel. The guys chatted like friends as she expected them to by this point. As always she waited with them for the elevator to arrive and watched them walk into it. She took the stairs alone, knowing they would be waiting by the door as she came out.
She walked in front of them towards their hotel room and just two steps before she reached it, her blood ran cold and she stopped dead in her tracks. Further down the hallway a door to one of the other rooms opened and Punk came walking out. She hadn't seen him since he had returned and she had hoped it would stay that way but there he was. She didn't know he still held that much power over her, able to make her feel so scared, but she took a step backwards and collided with a hard chest. She didn't know which one of them it was but she instinctly moved her hand behind her to find the hand of the person, looking for any comfort she could get. The person behind her squeezed her hand, somehow making her feel a bit more calm. Seth stepped into her view and unlocked the door and it wasn't until the door opened, she learned that it was Dean's hand she was holding as he didn't let go but instead moved her into the hotel room. Roman and Seth followed fast and it wasn't until the door closed behind them that she finally let go of Dean's hand and took in a deep breath while leaning up against the nearest wall.
"Are you alright?" Dean gently placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Leave me alone!" She shouted and pushed his hand away.
"Wow, easy there, sugar. It's just me," he said.
"You're really scared of Punk, aren't you?" Seth asked.
"What's it to you?" She sneered.
"What happened between you?" Roman asked.
"He left the company, I left him. Simple as that," she said.
"Don't lie," Seth said.
"Why not? You don't care anyway," she said.
The guys shared some looks but they went unnoticed to her as she still stood leaned up against the wall with her eyes planted on the floor.
"We saw you guys together back then. You always seemed inseparable," Roman said.
"No man could even get close to you," Seth chuckled.
"Because I was his fucking prisoner," she growled.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Dean asked.
"Unlike what you're doing to me, Punk never let me go anywhere on my own. Either he was there or that snake Heyman or he hired someone else to be around me. I was only allowed to use a bathroom on my own but other than that, someone was always around me," she said.
"You see. I told you this morning we're not such bad guys," Dean said.
"Dean," Roman gave him a look. "Not the time."
"Sorry," Dean muttered.
"What else, baby girl?" Roman asked.
"Nothing," she answered.
"What about that time where you broke your arm? You were gone for two months while he was still on the road," Seth said.
"He hired ten guys to watch the house 24/7. I never left it once. And they were told to keep me inside no matter what," she said.
"No matter what?" Seth asked.
"You didn't notice me returning with a black eye?" She asked.
"Punk said you slipped in the shower," Dean said.
"Oh, that you remember. Yeah, people always believed him. One of those men had loose hands and was stupid enough to leave a visible mark," she sighed.
She felt arms wrap around her from behind and she was being pulled away from the wall.
"You're sleeping with me tonight," Dean said softly.
Neither Roman or Seth objected to that and she doubted she had any saying in it, she wasn't even sure she would say no if he actually asked her, so she followed him into his room. She stood on the floor, watching him undress. He kept his eyes on her but didn't speak a word while his clothes left him piece by piece. Once he was left only in his boxers, he moved over to her and bowed his head down to kiss her. Gently at first but when he felt her responding, he pulled her closer and kissed her more demandingly. His fingers started working her out of her clothes as well until she too was left only in her panties. He broke the kiss and looked down her body as if he was seeing her for the first time.
"Has anyone ever told you how attractive you are?" He asked lowly.
"Attractive?" She couldn't help but laugh.
"Yeah, you got all three of us spinning when we look at you. Not only are you beautiful but you're also sexy as hell," he said.
She knew he was probably only telling her what he knew she wanted to hear in the situation and she didn't stop him. After her brief meeting with Punk she could use some kind of validation and kindness in that moment so she let him do whatever he wanted to do and say whatever he wanted to say. For some strange reason it felt good being wanted even though it might be fake.
He gave her a little smirk as he placed his hands on her hips and backed her up to the bed. He got her down on her back and hooked the waistband of her panties with his fingers and pulled them off her. His hands went up her inner thighs, spreading them apart, and before she could think one coherent thought about what was happening, she let out a loud moan as his tongue connected with her clit.
She could hear him chuckle lowly as he knew he had her right where he wanted. She wasn't fighting him on this one. If anything, she tried helping him as she started grinding her crotch against his tongue, wanting the sweet release faster. His response was to press his entire face against her harder, hold on tighter to her thighs, move his tongue faster, making her scream out in ecstacy as he made her cum hard.
As she lied there panting and relishing the moment, he was quick to get out of his boxers before moving up next to her. He nudged her shoulder with his nose while he pushed her hip gently. She got the hint and rolled over on her side.
He settled behind her, lined up his dick at her entrance and slowly started pushing inside her. He grabbed her leg and hooked it over his arm, giving himself enough room to move and go as far in as the position allowed. He wasn't going crazy on her like he had done before, he was moving at a more normal pace, taking his time to enjoy her and making sure she enjoyed what he was doing to her.
When he finally hit that one spot just right that made her moans sound almost like she was mewling, he kept at it while his teeth scraped over her shoulder and neck, biting down gently, until he had her crying out one more time.
"That's my girl," he whispered so low that she almost didn't catch it.
He sped up in search of his own release and it came quickly after. He put her leg back down, planted a kiss between her shoulder blades and pulled out of her. He didn't move away though. He just continued lying up against her, his arm around her waist now, holding her close while he fell asleep.
