Benefits- Chapter 4: Question's

Diva's Locker Room:

*Ari's P.O.V*

I sighed, sitting down on the bench, it was almost time for us to leave, luckily Alicia's match was one of the first matches, I looked over and saw Alicia hadn't even taken a shower yet. "Come on, Foxy." I sighed, hoping she'd hurry, I mean after all, she was the one who didn't want to wait to drive to the next town, and that was the whole reason Randy and I had gotten into our little argument.

"I know, I know." Alicia sighed, shaking her head. "I'm going, I'll be just a few minutes, why don't you take your stuff to the rental." Alicia said.

"Fine, whatever." I shook, my head and grabbed my things, carrying them out of the locker room.


Hallway:

I started down the hall, and sighed when I came upon one of the two people, I didn't want to see, Dean Ambrose. "What?" I sighed, shaking my head.

"Let me help you with those." Dean said, taking two of the bags, I had grabbed, 2 of them were Alicia's and two were mine.

"Thanks." I shook my head, looking down.

"What's up with you?, you look even more upset then when I saw you last." Dean raised a brow, walking towards the parking lot, we made it out to the parking lot, before I turned to him.


Parking Lot:

"Are you really trying to get to know me, or are you just trying to get in my pants?" I sighed.

Dean shook his head, letting out a slight laugh. "Wow, I know people may speak of me badly, but I would of thought, that you are a woman who thinks for herself." Dean sighed. "Look, I like you, I really do and I want to get to know you that's it, now I'm not going to lie and say it hasn't crossed my mind, I mean come on, look at you. You are an extremely attractive woman, but I promise you, this is not a ploy to get into your pants."

I shook my head, a part of me wants to believe him, but a part me didn't. "Does Randy have anything to do with you wanting to get to know me?" I questioned, Dean giving me a confused look. "I know that you know, about me and Randy, that we've been hooking up."

Dean sighed, and shook his head "No, it doesn't, it doesn't matter to me, who you've been messing around with, that has nothing to do with me wanting to get to know you, is that what Randy told you?" He raised a brow.

I sighed and shrugged. "Well, is he right?"

Dean shook his head, his hand running through light brown hair, ruffling it a bit, before he used his hand to prop himself up against the wall, he leans in close to me. "I'll let you in on something." Dean moved in ,even closer to me. "Randy Orton, has no influence on my actions, If I want you, it's not because of Randy Orton, it's because of you."

I look up, my brown eyes locking with his blue, for some damn reason, the way he was looking at me, was causing my heart to race. "And you want me?" I raised a brow, swiping my tongue across my lips, damn I've never noticed to beautiful this mans eyes were before now, How did I not notice that?, maybe I wasn't paying attention, but now he had my full attention, it did help that he was less then 4 inches from my face.

I felt Dean's hand reach around, grabbing me by the small of my back, and pulling me closer to him, he lowered his lips, onto mine his other hand reaching around to tangle it's self in my hair, he swiped his tongue across my lips, and I can't explain why, but I parted my lips, and allowed his tongue to enter, and tangle with mine. Dean finally pulled away, and licked his lips, as he smirked down at me, my hand flying to my chest, trying my best to steady my breathing. "Does that answer your question?" Dean smirked, pushing himself off the wall, he reached out and caressed my face. "I'll see you around, gorgeous." Dean winked, before walking off.

I leaned back against the wall, shaking my head, he just kissed me, without my permission, and for some reason, I didn't even slap him, actually it didn't even cross my mind at the time. I pushed myself off the wall, and started walking down the hall, I couldn't help, but turn around behind me, when I did I saw Dean had turned around, himself and smirk at me, he puts his hand up, waving at me, before turning around and walking off again.


Hallway:

*Randy's P.O.V*

I was walking down the hallway, I had finished my match, I was in the main event of the show, I was ready to get showered, and out of this place, I'd feel a lot better if Ari wasn't acting the way she is, I looked over to see John and Nikki in the hallway, they were all over each other, as always. "Get a room, hasn't anyone told you about PDA's?" I shook my head, using my hand to prop myself against the wall.

"That doesn't stop them obviously." I looked behind me, and could see Ari, making her way over to us, I bit my lip, looking her up and down, damn even in a pair of jean shorts, and tank top, she still looking fucking amazing.

"You are not one to be telling anyone about PDA's, especially after what we saw earlier." Nikki crossed her arms over her chest, and cocked her head to the side, with a smirk.

"Really?" I raised a brow, looking over between Nikki, and Ari. Ari turned a pale as a ghost. "Why would that be?"

"Ari, was locking lips with Dean Ambrose." Nikki smirked, letting out a chuckle as Ari turned bright red. "John and I saw it, you looked as if you enjoyed it."

Ari shook her head, she looked like she wanted to strangle Nikki, who was very obvious to this and nudged John, who was also laughing. "I've got to go." Ari shook her head, walking away as quickly as she could.

I watched her walk down the hall, and turned to John and Nikki. "I'll catch up with you guys later." I said, not even giving them a second glance as I started after Ari, I needed to find out just what they were talking about.

I reached her, as she rounded the corner, I grabbed her swinging her around to face me. "What the hell was Nikki talking about?" I snapped, tightening my grip on her arm as she tried to yank her arm away from me. "Since when do you make out with random men in public?" I add, bringing my face inches from hers.

"Get your fucking hands off me Randy." Ari spat, trying to yank her arm away from me, a hand on my chest.

"Are you fucking him?" I spat, lowering my face, even closer to her, pushing her towards the wall.

"Randy." Ari struggled, attempting to pry herself from my grip. "Let go." She snarled.

"Not until you tell me if you're screwing that son of a bitch." I snapped, I wanted to know what was going on between the two of them, Ari wasn't into him, I know that, there is no way Ari, would go for a guy like Ambrose, over me, I'm Randy Orton for Christ's sake.

"I'm not screwing him, damn it, it was just a fucking kiss." Ari spat. "Now get your fucking hands off me." Ari ordered.

I shook my head, and finally released my grip on her. "Look Ari." I sighed.

"You don't own me, you have no say over anything I do, whether it be kissing, Dean Ambrose, or fucking him." Ari spat. "It's my life, and if I want to let Dean Ambrose kiss me, I will, and guess what?, If I want to sleep with Dean Ambrose I'm going too, you have no say over it what so ever." Ari pushed past me, and started down the hall.

"You are showing your true colors Ari." I yelled down the hall after her.

Ari turned around, momentarily to yell. "Go to hell, and stay there." Before turning right back around and walking off.

"Damn it." I kicked the wall, rubbing over the top of my head. Why was Ari, paying him any attention?, he kissed her, and she allowed it, so what's next is she going to hop in bed with him?, I shuddered at the thought, Ari and I have a good thing going, and if she starts hooking up with him, then it would ruin everything we have.