(Hey guys! I know this is not relating to the story but want you to take a moment and read this mini-story I posted. It's called "I Will Always Wait For You (A Army Girlfriend Story)". I have to say it's really good. I actually cried a couple of times so I think I did a pretty good job. If you know anyone that has a loved one in the service, please, don't hesitate to share it!)

I felt a sudden brushing on my face, starting to wake me up. I slowly opened my eyes as the sun shined through the window. I shaded my eyes from the sunlight and then I see Dean looking down at me, making me jump out of my wits.

"Damn, Dean. You scared me." I said, looking up at him.

"Sorry, I just love seeing you sleep." He smiled and kissed me on the forehead. "Come on, let's get breakfast."

"Give me a minute." I said, pulling the covers over me.

Dean pulled the covers off and I groaned as I got up.

I put my curled my hair and put on my lilac trench coat, black skinny jeans, and my combat boots as Dean and I made our way down and outside the hotel. Again, it was freezing out so I put on my black gloves and scarf. We walked a couple of blocks to get to Starbucks. Even though it was that far away, I was glad to get my coffee. When we went inside, we saw Roman and Seth, sitting in a booth. Roman was looking out the window and Seth had his head on the table, still half asleep.

"I'll get you your coffee, babe." He said.

"Thank you baby." I smiled and I kissed him as I walked over to them. "Is Seth alright?"

"Yeah, he just didn't enough sleep last night." Roman said.

"I'm fine, man. I just need my coffee." Seth said, under his armpit.

"Me too." I said, as I sat next to Seth.

"How are you feeling?" Seth asked me.

"I'm better." I smiled.

"That's good." He said as he laid his head back down.

"Your hair is all nappy. Hasn't even been brushed." I told him.

"I know that annoys you." He said.

"Damn right." I laughed.

"Brush my hair then. I know you got a brush in your purse." He said, looking up at me.

I hesitated but I shrugged and pulled it out. Seth turned away from me to let me brush his black and blonde hair.

"Not in my coffee, please." Roman said, pulling his coffee away.

"Well, get it away then." I laughed.

As I brushed his hair, it started to bring back memories. When we were dating, Seth always wanted me to brush his hair whenever he was sick or was feeling stressed. He's told me it always relaxed him. I would also put my fingers into his hair and massaged his scalp for a little bit. Man, that would knock him right out. That was some good times.

"There." I said as Seth smoothed back his hair.

"Got a hairband? I left one at the hotel room." He said as I grabbed one from my wrist and gave it to him. "Thanks." He smiled at me and I smiled back.

"There you go. One caramel latte." Dean said, putting it in front of me, almost too hard, spilling some of the hot coffee on the table. "Whoops! Sorry!" I smiled as I took a sip of it. "Roman, why don't you sit next to Seth so Kelsey can sit next to me?"

Roman looked at me and just shrugged and switched seats.

Later that day, we dispersed from Roman and Seth and went shopping. I allowed Dean to take some of my bags while I ran around. I got so many shoes, shirts, even stuff I could wear to the ring. Then, we stopped at a sweet shop. I got some delicious macaroons on the way out. After that, we dropped my bags at the hotel room and went sight seeing. We went to see the Tower Bridge, St. Paul's Cathedral, Westminister Abbey, and the Houses of Parliament. We took thousands of pictures together, having a great time.

Finally, we stopped back at the hotel so Dean can get ready for his match on Smackdown with The Undertaker. I decided to stay at the hotel while he was working out. When it was time for Smackdown, I parted from Dean as he warmed up with the boys. I sat down and watched the night go on. I was only on Smackdown for Dean, not for me. I mean, I'm on the Raw roster, I don't have to worry for showing up on Smackdown.

Later in the night, I get a text from Dean, telling me to meet him so I did. I met him at some abandoned hallway, along with Seth and Roman. Roman was pacing up and down, his fists balled up. Seth was in the middle of his 'mosh pit' stage to help him warm up. Then, I saw Dean doing push-ups on the floor.

"You wanted to see me?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He said as he jumped up and fixed the vest. "I want to take you out to dinner tonight."

"Really? You'll be tired." I said.

"Sure. I mean, you and I haven't the proper date yet." He said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Let's wait and see how you feel. But I would love to!" I said, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Maybe a little dessert after..." He said, whispering in my ear, which made me smile.

"Maybe." I laughed.

"You still owe me from WrestleMania." He said, now biting me on the neck.

"Ok, Dean... not here." I said, pushing him away.

"Sorry." He said to me.

"At least, not in front of them." I told him.

"You're right." He said, as he started tapping his hands and fingers.

I went back to watch Smackdown, just in time for Dean's first match on Smackdown. As I was watching the match, Dean was doing really good at keeping The Undertaker down. Even though Undertaker made a huge comeback, he was doing pretty good. But... The Undertaker put him in the Hell's Gate and made him tap out. I was kinda glad he didn't lose because my brother and I worshipped The Undertaker, I look up to him as a role model. Then, it started to get nasty... Dean was losing his mind and Roman and Seth were beating him up. I was starting to get a sick of it. I mean, he's had enough! I can see the old Dean on the screen, smirking and being crazy as he was. Undertaker looked battered and beaten, trying to regain his breath. That's when they were about to set him for a Triple Powerbomb on the announce table. As soon as he collapsed, I looked away and shook my head in disgust. Now, this guy was a living and breathing legend, he didn't deserve that! I was so upset that Dean's anger got the better of him.

I stood out near the car, waiting for the three troublemakers. Then, I see Dean storming to the car, opening the trunk and smacking it closed. I looked at Seth and he shook his head to not bother him so I just got in the car and sat beside Dean. All of us were quiet on the way to the hotel. I can still hear Dean seething and can see his fingernails running on the leather. I started to get nervous and cuddled into him more, so he could calm down. He did.

As soon as we got to the hotel room, he threw his stuff into the closet and stood there for a couple of minutes. I leaned on the wall and stared at him, not knowing what to say. So I finally had the nerve to say something.

"Let's not go out tonight. You're too mad to even be around people." I said.

His head snapped towards me. His eyes were scary to look at. I backed away slightly, not knowing I shouldn't have said that.

"I'm just saying. Sorry..." I said, looking down at the floor.

He looked back at the empty closet, still not saying anything. Then I saw a evil smirk on his face from the mirror. He turned towards me and showed it to me.

"I got a better idea..." He smiled and started making his way towards me.

"Dean... you're scaring me." I said.

"Oh, am I?" He said as he grabbed a handful of my hair. "You should be." He said as he threw me on the bed.

I collapsed on the bed as I was backing up all way to the headboard. He got on the bed, crawled slowly to me, making the dirtiest eye contact I've ever seen.

"Come on, Dean! Not tonight..." I said.

"Now, you've been saying that ever since we even got together. 'Not tonight, not tonight, not tonight.' Well, tonight is not your night... It's mine." Dean laughed as he started smelling my hair.

I pushed him away but he just came back too strong. I felt his hands around my neck, choking me. I couldn't breathe so I started punching him in the face, nothing.

He laughed. "Real cute."

He let go of me as he ripped off my shirt and pulled down my pants. I kept fighting back but still, it wasn't going anywhere. He managed to get his shirt and pants off while I was still kicking.

"Dean, please... Don't do this!" I started crying.

"Oh stop crying." He said as he took my bra off.

"I beg you please!" I said.

"SHUT UP!" He said and that's when I kept my mouth shut.

I started to shiver as I felt his fingers rub my nipples. He started kissing roughly, all down my body. That's when he removed my underwear and licked his lips.

"Hmmm... you see if you're ready." He said as he entered one finger inside me.

I clutched onto my pillow. Haven't feeling this in a while, it felt weird.

"You're getting there but I think you're not fully opened just yet." He said as he placed one more finger inside of me.

I started to hurt just slightly. He started pushing them in and pulling them out over and over again, so roughly.

"Dean, stop! It hurts! Please!" I yelled.

"Oh? You want more? Sure, I can do that!" He said as he entered another finger.

I started screaming. The pain was unbearable. I don't think Seth has entered these many fingers inside me.

"Come on, bitch!" He yelled as he entered the fourth finger. "Scream!"

I screamed even more. His fingers were going so fast and so hard that I could pass out.

"Why won't you fucking cum?! Cum bitch!" He yelled at me.

My screams went louder and louder until I finally started screaming at the top of my lungs and I came. He pulled them out and sucked all of my juices in and smirked.

"Get up." He said as he grabbed my hair to pull me up.

He put me in a headlock as he grabbed a condom out of his jeans pocket. He ripped the wrapper with his teeth and threw it across the room. After he put it on, he bent me over and started fucking me. I still had major pain from the violent thrusting of his fingers. Now, this was his dick plunging into me. He didn't care that he was hurting me.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't even be able to stand up." He said, grabbing on to my arms. "You like that, bitch? Huh? You fucking whore?"

I kept screaming in agony and moaning so loud. He was really taking out his anger on me.

"Oh yeah... I feel your pussy getting tighter." He said, going faster and harder.

"Dean, stop it! This fucking hurts!" I yelled out.

"But you like it... don't you slut?" He laughed.

I felt myself cum after a few more thrusts. I think I've lost count out of how many times I came.

"Are you about to cum yet?" I asked him.

"Not yet... Want me to cum inside you?" He smirked.

"No! Dean, I already came! I'm getting sore!" I yelled out.

"That's good." He said as he flipped me over on my back and started fucking me.

He was getting way too violent. His thrusting was extremely painful. He was now at the pace where he was going as fast as he could and as harder as he could. I'm at that point where I'm barely screaming and was feeling numb from the waist down.

"Oh my fucking... god... You feel so... good." He said as his head spun from the pleasure.

He started teasing my nipples, pinching them and slapping my breasts hard. He went down to kiss me, tongue deep in my throat. I wanted this to stop. The pain started to decrease as my relaxation started to increase.

"Oh god... I'm about to cum..." He panted.

He pulled out and ripped the condom off of his dick. He grabbed my head and made me open my mouth and started deep throating me.

"Almost there... Almost there... Here it comes!" He said.

Then, he made the loudest groans and his cum exploded into my mouth. There was so much, I was about to choke.

"Swallow it... Swallow it!" He yelled as I did what I was told. "Oh yeah... Suck it. Suck it all up... You are such a dirty little fucking slut." He said as he was caressing my head.

He finally pulled out and I collapsed on the bed in my own filth. Dean felt satisfied and he was back to his sweet smile.

"Well, I feel better! Thanks babe!" He said, as he went to take a shower

I watched him get in the shower. I stared at the ceiling for almost this whole entire time when he was in. I felt pain all over my body. I was wet, I smelled, and... I was disgusted at myself. What did I just get myself into? The guy was fucking choking me! I thought I about to fucking die right there! Now, I'm starting to second guess about being with Dean. I just want to get out of here. I was trying to get up, but the pain I had wouldn't let me so I just collapsed back on the bed. Finally, after 10 minutes of shuffling around, I got myself under the covers. Dean came out and put on some fresh new underwear and got into bed with me. He wrapped his arms around me and cuddled into me. I couldn't even more because I was in so much pain.

"I love you so much, baby." He said as he kissed me on the cheek.

For once... I didn't say it back.