Chapter 10

"Yeah, babe, shake that ass!" Dean took a few steps back to admire his girlfriend while she danced along to Florida Georgia Line's "Cruise;" It was a sight Dean loved, but one thing had been bothering him since speaking with Renee's father just a half an hour before. Shaking the troubling thought from his head, Dean shuffled back to his beloved girlfriend and gripped her waist and moved with her gyrations.

"My dad is going to kill me when I get home!" Renee yelled over the loud music, letting her teeth show in a giant smile.

"Not before he literally kills me!" Dean yelled, giving a smile back.

Somewhere towards the other side of the gym, Seth and Eva sat together at a table near the refreshments. Eva wasn't much of a dancer, Seth was thankful for that, but when a slow song would play she was more than likely to drag Seth to the center of the dance floor.

"Having fun?" Seth asked, not having to speak too loud due to the fact that they were further away from the music in the colossal gym.

Eva smiled. "Yeah, thanks for buying me a soda." She said.

"No problem, beautiful." Seth said, still blown away by the sight of his date.

"You don't have to keep complimenting me, Seth," Eva said, a light shade of red coloring her cheeks. "You're getting laid tonight, no matter what."

Fuck yeah, Seth thought with a chuckle. "Still," Seth said aloud. "You look gorgeous."

Eva smiled again, feeling her stomach tighten in delight now that her childhood crush was complementing her and actually talking to her. It had taken nearly their entire lives, but Eva was grateful nevertheless.

"What's up, guys?" Dean asked, taking a seat at Seth and Eva's table with Renee.

"Did'ya get sick of dancing already?" Seth asked.

"No," Renee replied. "Just thirsty."

"Cherry Pepsi?" Dean asked.

Renee smiled and kissed Dean on the cheek. "I love you so much." She said. Dean stood from his chair and walked over to the refreshments table.

"How come you guys aren't dancing?" Renee asked Eva and Seth.

Eva shrugged. "I'm not much of a dancer," She said. "But when a slow song comes on, I'll be in the middle of that dance floor, believe me."

"Dean's the same way too," Renee said. "He only dances when I do."

"Speaking of dancing, where's Roman?" Seth asked, scanning the room for any sign of his Samoan friend.

"Over there," Eva said, pointing near the DJ table. "Talking to Alberto and Paige."

"Aw, fuck." Seth said. Seth jumped up from his chair and grabbed Dean by his arm.

"What the fuck are doing?" Dean demanded, upset by being pulled by the arm.

"Alberto found Roman." Seth said.

Dean, not needing to hear anything else, nodded his head and placed Renee's soda on the table before hurrying in Roman's direction with Seth.

"Look, I don't want any trouble." Roman said to Alberto, trying to keep the atmosphere calm.

Alberto shook his head and sneered at Roman. "I don't care what you have to say, pendejo, I came to take back my one true love." Alberto said.

"Dude, she ain't into you anymore," Roman said. "When're you gonna get that?"

"She belongs to me!" Alberto exclaimed.

"I'm not a piece of property, you pig!" Paige yelled back.

"Shut it, puta!" Alberto screamed.

Roman didn't need a Spanish to English dictionary to understand the insult Alberto just threw at Paige. Enough was enough, Roman wasn't going to take this anymore.

"Alright, you wanna be like that? I ain't taking shit from a soccer fag, understand?" Roman said, having enough with being harassed.

"Babe, chill." Paige stood on her toes and whispered in Roman's ear.

"Who you callin' a soccer fag?" Alberto said. Alberto got in Roman's face and pushed against him with his chest.

"Rome, chill out, alright?" Dean called out, arriving at the scene with Seth.

"Stay out of this." Roman barked.

"What are you gonna do, perro?" Alberto taunted.

Before Paige could intervene again, Roman threw a hard right against Alberto's jaw, sending him straight to the floor.

"Oh, fuck, he's fuckin' sleepin'!" Dean hollered in a fit of laughter.

"Jesus Christ, Roman." Paige hissed, bumping past him and storming out of the gym.

Roman glanced at his two best friends, confused by Paige's reaction. "The fuck did I do?" He asked.

"Nothing, just calm down a bit before you talk to her, ok?" Seth said. "I'm just saying."

Roman shook his head and left in the direction Paige headed.

"The fuck just happened?" Seth asked Dean.

"I don't fuckin' know." Dean said, following Roman.

Paige burst out of the front of the school; Roman was right on her heels.

"Paige," Roman reached out and stopped Paige from walking. "Talk to me."

Paige yelled in frustration and pushed Roman. "What the fuck is your problem, you psycho?" She yelled.

Roman, completely confused, didn't say anything and just stared at Paige.

"You're just as bad as he is," Paige accused. "God, you fucking ruined the night. You can't just keep things civil for one fucking night?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Roman said, finally finding his words. "I haven't spoken a word to him before tonight."

"So you just punch him, in front of all my friends, just for no reason?" Paige said.

"Did you not hear what he was saying? I was defending you." Roman said, becoming more worried by Paige's increasing anger.

"My fucking hero," Paige said, her voice started to break. "God, just... Fucking leave me alone." Paige stormed away, starting to cry.

Roman shook his head, completely dumbfounded at what just happened.

"Damn, dude." Finn Balor, one of Roman's friends, said, stepping out of his hiding spot in the shadows.

Roman turned around to face Finn. "What did I say?" Roman asked.

"Girls are just fucking stupid, sometimes." Finn said, shaking his head.

"Well, you did punch Del Rio." Finn said.

"How do you know?" Roman asked.

Finn waved his phone in the air. "It's all over Twitter. Killer hook, by the way." He said.

Roman sighed and shook his head. "I should go after her, shouldn't I?" He asked.

Finn nodded his head. "I'm surprised you haven't yet." He said.

Roman nodded his head and hurried after Paige.

Dean walked out the front door of the school; Roman and Paige were nowhere to be seen. Dean shook his head and sighed. "What the fuck?" He asked himself.

"What's wrong, baby?" Renee asked, walking up to Dean from behind.

"I was hoping to catch Roman before he took off." Dean said.

"Shit got pretty intense." Renee said.

Dean kept his back turned to Renee. "Yeah, people can do funny things sometimes." He said.

"Yeah." Renee agreed. Renee wrapped her arms around Dean and hugged him; Dean shook himself loose from Renee's grip. "What's wrong?" Renee asked, extremely confused by Dean's coldness.

Dean shook his head. "Nothin'." He said flatly.

"Dean, I've know you since middle school," Renee said. "Don't bullshit me."

Dean spun around and glared at Renee. "Ok, don't bullshit me then. How the fuck does your dad know that my dad is dead?" He asked.

Renee didn't respond; She just stared back at Dean with a guilty look on her face.

"Don't know?" Dean asked.

"I told him." Renee muttered, dropping her gaze to the ground.

"Hmm." Dean groaned. "When did that happen?"

"When you were getting changed at my house." Renee said.

Dean took a deep breath to calm himself, but it wasn't working. "Who the fuck told you you could tell him?" Dean screamed, terrifying Renee. "You know he hates me and would use anything against me that he thinks could hurt me! But you betray me?" Dean yelled in frustration and kicked a nearby trash can. "Fuck!" Dean screamed again.

Renee shook with fear; Dean never, ever, blew up on her like that before. "Dean, I-I..." Renee sputtered, but tripped on her words when she began to cry.

"Holy fuck, Renee." Dean said in a more calm tone, but it was clear he was still angry. "Why would you say something like that to him?"

"I didn't think it was a big deal." Renee muttered.

"My dad being dead isn't a big deal?" Dean demanded. "Listen to yourself."

Renee squeezed her eyes shut, trying to awaken from this nightmare.

"Have Roman give you a ride, cause I can't..." Dean said, walking towards his motorcycle. "I can't fucking look at you."

Renee watched Dean get on his motorcycle and start revving it. "Baby, wait!" Renee hurried over to Dean. "Please don't leave, please, baby, we just need to talk things through."

Dean bit his tongue and tried hiding his own tears from Renee, but that effort was useless. "Fuck..." Dean took a deep breath. "Off."

Renee's heart shattered. "Babe." She whispered.

Dean shook his head and sped away, leaving Renee in a weeping mess.