Chapter 10: Please Continue
"Derek? As in your ex-boyfriend?" Dean asked, breaking the tension.
"Yeah, who the hell are you?" Derek replied, when Megan failed to find her words.
"This is Dean Ambrose. He is one of my co-workers." She finally said in a hushed tone.
"Oh yeah, I think that I've seen one of your matches. You're the lunatic crazy ass aren't you?"
Dean instantly tensed up, balling his hands into fists. He was about to step forward, but Megan inserted herself in between the two men.
"What the hell are you doing here Derek? How did you even find me?"
"I just came to talk is all."
"What about exactly?"
"Is there somewhere we can talk privately?" Derek asked, seeing how closely Dean was standing next to Megan.
"We can talk out in the hallway."
With a nod Derek moved, allowing her space to leave the room. Turning to face Dean, she grabbed his hands, giving them a tight squeeze.
"I'll just be a few minutes." She whispered.
"Alright, but remember we are leaving in ten minutes." Dean said loud enough for Derek to hear.
Megan nodded her head and moved out of the way quickly when Dean leaned in for a kiss. Dejected, he reluctantly let go of her hands. Closing the door behind her, she was suddenly embraced by the man who had broken her heart so many years ago. Shrugging out of his grasp, she put a hand on her hip to let him know that she meant business and glared at him.
"Come on baby, don't be like that."
"What do you want?"
"What, no hug or kiss?" Derek asked, moving in closer with open arms.
At the last second, Megan stopped Derek's advancement by firmly putting a hand on his chest. Still glaring at him, she pressed on.
"There will be no hugs or kisses, not after the way you treated me."
"Megan, that was almost five years ago and I apologized. Can't we just move past this?"
"You know that I'm not one to hold a grudge, but the pain that I felt when you used me, and what you did to me, it made me angry. With that anger, it fueled my passion to fight. It is because of you that I am here today."
"You're welcome then."
"God, you are such an egotistical asshole and you have always been one. I'm going to ask you one last time, what are you doing here?"
Derek's face fell as she dropped his gaze to his feet. Megan could tell that he was struggling for his words, as he often did when put on the spot.
"Over the past few months, I have been thinking about you a lot. I realized that I never treated you well, that I hurt you severely and I truly am sorry. The few days that we spent together were great and I miss those feelings. I miss you."
"You should have thought about that before you fucked all those other girls and took advantage of me in the fucked up state I was in. No one knows about that night besides us, and that's how I want to keep it." Megan found herself yelling at the man she once loved, her heart feeling the strain of the memories.
"How many times do I have to apologize? I'm sorry. What more do you want from me?" Jon yelled back.
Megan was taken aback slightly, but it was just like old times. Hearing their voices raised, Dean opened the door. He only just met the guy, and with his first impression, Dean already disliked Derek.
"What's going on out here?" he asked, moving over to Megan's side and wrapping a protective arm around her waist.
"Nothing, Derek was just about to leave."
"Yeah, but not until I get an answer; what do you want from me?"
"I want you to leave me alone. I want to leave the past in the past and not have it brought back up. I want you to move on, because I have."
Seeing Derek's confused look, Megan wrapped one arm around Dean and then placed a hand on his chest. Derek's eyes grew dark and he stepped closer.
"You're kidding me right? Instead of forgiving me and taking me back, you've moved on to this, a lunatic? That makes a lot of fucking sense Megan!"
"Hey, you have no right to talk to her like that. I think that it's time that you left and didn't come back."
"What if I don't? What are you going to do?"
Derek was getting cocky as he continued advancing towards Megan. Dean inserted himself in between them so that Megan was directly behind him. Megan knew that all of the lunatic jokes and insults were getting to Dean; he heard them on a daily basis.
"Knock it off Derek. Dean is sane and more of a man that you. Come on Dean, we are supposed to meet Nattie and Tyson down in the lobby. Good-bye Derek." Megan said, peeking out from behind Dean's shoulder.
"Whatever, you were always a slut anyway." Derek scoffed as he turned on his heel and walked towards the elevator.
"He is a jackass. What did you ever see in him?"
"What can I say? He was a real charmer all those years ago."
"I bet he was. Anyway, before you two started your yelling match, I finished packing for you. We can leave anytime."
"Why thank you! That really wasn't necessary." Megan said, her southern drawl becoming prominent.
"I know, but I wanted to help. Plus, it kept me busy so that I didn't kick that guy's ass!"
"Eh, I think that you could have wiped the floor with him."
"I'll save that for after I beat you tonight."
"Oh, who's cocky now?"
"Whatever Megan, let's go." Dean said with smile as he kissed her forehead and grabbed her hand, pulling her back into the room.
Grabbing their bags, they finally left the room hand in hand and made their way down to the lobby. Dean unwillingly let go of her hand to go return the room keys and check out. Megan scanned the lobby, spotting the familiar blonde and pink headed Diva over by the windows with her back to Megan. Quietly sneaking up behind Natalya, Megan saw Tyson look up at her with a questioning look. Putting a finger to her lips to let him know not to say anything, she lightly jabbed her index fingers into Natalya's sides, the blonde instantly jumped up letting out a shriek of surprise.
"Who the hell…" Natalya started but stopped when she turned and saw Megan standing behind her laughing her ass off. Turning back to Tyson, who was also laughing uncontrollably, Natalya, punched him in the arm. With a shocked expression on his face, Tyson opened his mouth to say something but Natalya had already refocused her glare towards Megan.
"I'm sorry Nattie, I had to do it!" Megan said in between deep breaths, trying to reclaim it.
"Uh huh, sure you did. What took you guys so damn long to get down here?"
Megan's face instantly fell, her smile vanishing into thin air. Sitting down into an armchair, she dropped her head still in shock about who just came out of the woodwork. Jumping slightly at the feeling of a hand on her back, she looked up to see Dean standing next to her.
"What's going on?" he asked, seeing the look on Megan's face.
"I'm not sure. We were all laughing, and then I asked what took you two so long to get down here. She went all quiet all of the sudden."
"Ahh! We had an unexpected visitor not long after you left."
"What did Eva Marie want now?"
"Oh, it wasn't Eva who was the problem."
"Then who was it?" Tyson asked, finally piping up.
Glancing up, Megan saw three pairs of eyes staring at her. Looking up at Dean for reassurance, she spilled the beans.
"It was my ex-boyfriend, Derek." She whispered.
Natalya gasped and instantly started pushing for details.
"What did he want? How long has it been since you last saw him?"
"Before she answers any questions, I think that it would be best for us to get in the car and hit the road. Otherwise, we'll miss the house show." Dean said, checking his watch.
"Alright, then let's go!" Natalya said as she jumped up from her perch on Tyson's lap, grabbed her luggage and headed towards the door. When the automatic doors opened, she turned and motioned for everyone to hurry up. With a heavy sigh, Megan clambered to her feet, took ahold of Dean's hand and walked out of the hotel with Natalya and Tyson.