Chapter ten

Dean Ambrose

A/N: Thanks for the idea, CharismasXe. I was thinking all about it in class and such. So, here we go!

She was asleep. I kiss the top of her head, still stroking her hair. I move my hand to her back. Her breath becomes heavy. She was sleeping. God, she's so stunning… I couldn't help but smile. This girl was out of this world. She was beautiful, funny, and just breathe taking.

She calms me down, which I need in my life. I don't need to always be stressing about work. I feel her arms around me, and it reminds me of home. I never truly had a home. I was all over the place my whole life, even in Ohio. I always dreamt about home, where it truly is. It's Melody though.

I went back to her soft hair. She brought me to the sweet side of my life. When she calls me after a match, she brings out Jon Good, not Dean Ambrose. The psychopath lifestyle was back at work. When I was done, I look for the peaceful side of my life. I didn't want to live in craziness anymore. That's why I'm not using Melody. That's why I'm treating her right… Because she brings out the sane side of me.

While I'm drifting off in thought, my phone goes off. "Shit," it kept ringing. I carefully moved Med and picked it up. I ran out of her room. "Hello," I spoke up.

"Jon, he broke up with me." I rolled my eyes. Renee Young had to call me first. "Jon, let me come over."

"I'm not home." I snapped back. "What, you think you can use me because he broke up with you?" She was sniffing. I took a breath in. "I'm with her, alright?"

"Fuck her," she screams at me. "Fuck that girl. What was her name? You probably don't—"

"Shut the fuck up. Obviously I do if I'm at her place. Melody Rose is her name."

"Did you fuck her yet?"

"No, I'm classy this time." She scoffs. "You're jealous, face it."

"No, I'm not. You're the one who asked me out."

"Yeah, well, you said no." I turn to see Melody was awake. Shit..

She looks up at me. "Who is it?" I shook my head, putting a finger up. She nods.

"Jon, come on…"

"You're getting tipsy. Goodbye," I hung up. I look back at her. Melody was still staring at me. "You woke up?"

"Your yelling kind of did." She crosses her arms. "Who was it?"

"No one, Med."

She shook her head. "Tell me now, or you can get the hell out of here."

I signed. "Look, it's no big deal. That girl, Renee, called. Her boyfriend broke up with her…"

"So, she was looking for comfort." I nod. "Alright…"

"Med, I wasn't going to do anything."

"I know you weren't." I walk over and hug her. Her arms came around me. "I just get worried."

"Don't be," I kiss the top of her head. I rub her back. "Don't be. I promise you I won't do anything to hurt you."

"Big promise there, Jon," she whispers out.

"That's because I can keep it." My phone vibrated. I look down to see it was her again. I ignored the call. I kept my arms around Melody. It went off again.

"I can fucking feel it." She snaps. She looks up at me. "Jon, come on…"

"I'll turn it off, alright?" I shut down my phone. I threw it on the table. "Look, it's off, alright, Med?" She sighed, going back to her room. I sat out on the couch, rubbing my hand over my forehead. "I'm better off sleeping out here or leaving..."

Soon, I heard her door open before I was sleeping. My eyes were closed. She tugs on my hand. "I'm sorry." I whisper its okay. She kneels next to me. I open my eyes; I kiss her. "I'm just… I don't want to lose you before anything started."

I brush her bangs out of her face. "You're not going to lose me."

She gets up. "Come on, come back into my room." I got up, taking her hand. I lay back down on her bed. She lay on my chest. I gave her a kiss.

"Don't worry, I am here." She fell asleep. I long did afterwards.

!

I woke up to her singing. It brought a smile across my face. If this is how I was going to live every day, then I'm not giving up on her. I woke up and walked over. She was sitting on the couch, writing something down. I went behind her and wrap my arms around my neck.

She looks up. "Morning," I lean down and kiss her. "Do you want coffee or something?"

"You're fine," I sat down next to her. She put her guitar away. I went over and turned on my phone. I look at missed call. "She called me like 12 times last night."

"I don't know why she's doing this. She said no to you." I look down at her. She was biting her lip.

I put an arm around her. She looks up. "She's done this before with other wrestlers. Don't worry." I kiss her cheek. She smiles.

"It's just… You're on the road a lot with her." She looks down. "I dated a musician before this. He was in a touring band. I rarely saw him. I know you won't do this, but behind my back… He would go after the fans and have one night stands. We were in love; I guess you could say… Then I heard that and couldn't handle it."

"I see why now." She looks up at me. "You have to understand I won't do that."

"I'm trying; it's hard." I kiss her. "Do you want anything?"

"If you want to make something…" She smiles, running to the kitchen.

!

I drove her up to the venue. She went in; I waited outside for Erica. She came running down. "Hey De—Jon, right?"

I chuckle, ducking my head. "Jon, yes." I smiled up to her. "How have you been, Erica?"

"Fine," she smiles as we wait for doors to open. "How has she been?"

"Great," I said. "The only problem we had was one of my co workers harassing me on the phone yesterday."

"Ouch," Erica says. "About what, if you don't mind me asking?"

I look up at her. "You must know the whole Renee Young thing. You're a WWE fangirl."

"Uh, kind of. You asked her out, right?" I nod. "Yeah, so what happened?"

"Her boyfriend broke up with her. She was calling me, asking for comfort." Erica rolls her eyes. "She got pissed at me for being with Med."

"You're kidding me, right?" I shook my head. "This girl is known for fucking every guy in the business. You know that right?"

"Of course," I said. "That's why I wanted to get with her, to be honest. Don't repeat that to anyone else."

Erica nods. "It's fucking stupid, dude." I nod. "Don't let it bother you. Care about Melody and wrestling. Those two things keep you happy, don't they?"

"What are you, my therapist?" She laughs. "Thanks, Erica." The doors open, and we were the first in.

Melody was on stage already setting up. She was playing around with her guitar, waiting for more people. She smiled to me and Erica. The sound guy told her she was fine to go. She began to play and sing. I smiled also seeing Erica taking photos.

I couldn't stop smiling at her. She looked beautiful on stage. She owned it, wearing her little dark blue dress. She had black heels on. She was rocking the dark eyes. She was look stunning. For being a solo artist, she was entraining to watch. She put fun in her performance. I couldn't stop smiling.

She got off stage. Once she got off, Erica went to hug her. I smiled to them. She then walks to me. She wraps her arms around my neck and hugs me. "Thanks for coming out, Jon."

"As always," I said, putting my arms around her.

Erica cleared her throat. Med turned to her. "Do you guys want a photo or not?" I shrug as Melody looked up. We posed as Erica took the shot. I smiled as Erica show it to us. I kiss the top of Med's head.

!

We stayed for the couple bands. Erica left a while ago, saying she had to go somewhere. After the last band played, we left.

We went back to her place. She cooked food, and we ate for a bit. We lay out on her couch. She fell asleep in her dress and make up on my chest. I smiled down at her. I won't trade any of this for the world.

A/N: I tried my best. Hope you guys like!