How can someone hurt Desiree—Jon's Desiree? Someone better arrest that bitch of a fan girl or Jon swore he was going to take the law into his own hands. If I told you that Jon was remaining calm about Desiree being punched, then I would be lying to you. Jon was flipping out. But, it's alright, he flipped over some steel steps, gave the barricade a good kick (that will teach it) and he was all over the place, yelling his head off.
There he heard it, Desiree's cries of pain. The right side of her jaw remained on the floor. It hadn't left the floor, ever since the violent fan girl knocked the living daylights out of her. Doc Sampson was trying her best to evaluate her, to see if she broke her jaw, but Des wasn't making his job easy, she refused to raise her jaw, so he could take a good look at it. She kept whimpering. Joe was on her left side, Colby was on her right and Team Hell No was trying to consult to the troubled Shield member.
"Jon, you need to relax." Daniel tried to consult to him.
"Don't tell me to relax!" Jon yelled at Daniel. That one girl that he would go to ends of the Earth to protect was hurt and it made him sick that she was suffering. He wished that he could take away all of Desiree's pain and experience the pain himself.
"You need to relax," Glenn, also known as Kane agreed with Daniel. "The girl is traumatized and she's going to need you to be an adult here."
"Jon…" Doc Sampson spoke up to Jon. "Desiree doesn't want to lift her jaw from the floor to see if it's broken. Maybe she will, if you asked her."
Jon did his best to calm down and walked over and knelt down to Des. He looked at the Doc Sampson, Colby and Joe, who were surrounding Desiree. "Give her some space, she's not some foreign creature!" he shooed them away. The three gentlemen did as told and that was when Jon could focus on Desiree.
Jon moved her hair out of her face softly. There he could see Desiree's face. "Hey kiddo, I'm not good with these things. I don't know how to respond to what just happened. If you're not angry, let me be angry for you. But, I want you to get better and we can't do that if you won't let Doc Sampson evaluate your jaw." Jon explained to her in the best way he could.
"It's broken…" Des muttered under her breath, trying her best not to move her jaw from the ground.
Jon placed his left cheek on the ground to get a good look at Desiree. "It's not broken. I promise you that." Jon assured her.
Desiree nodded no. She refused to lift her jaw up. She was afraid that it was broken and that she will never be able to move it again.
"Come on, Des. What will get you to lift your jaw up from the floor?" Jon begged her. There had to be something that will make Desiree move her jaw.
"A hug…" Des muttered again.
Was she freaking serious? She wanted a hug from Jon? Jon's facial expression went blank. Where was that hot boiling point of lava when you needed it? He couldn't be an asshole. He wanted Desiree to get evaluated. He was going to have to make an exchange with her.
"Well, it requires you to lift your jaw, if you want the hug." Jon noted. What the fuck was he doing right now? He hates hugging. He barely hugs his fans and he's going to be hugging the intern?
Jon sighed. He wrapped his arm around Desiree's back and moved her closer to him. Desiree's jaw was finally off the floor as Jon embraced her for a hug, while still sitting on the ground. This made Jon very uncomfortable, but anything for Desiree.
"Dr. Shelby would be so proud." Daniel stated to Glenn, looking at the wrestler and intern hugging.
Desiree and The Shield were in the medical room. Desiree was being evaluated by Doc Sampson and he told her that her jaw wasn't broken and there weren't any teeth loose. But, her jaw was kinda swollen and she may have trouble drinking and sipping through straws. Other than that, she was fine, which the men were so relieved about. Doc Sampson and Jon went to make a phone call and Colby was waiting outside the room.
"You had me worried, Desiree. I'm just happy that you're okay," Joe stated as he patted her on the back. "I don't think that you're going to be out there watching our matches, after what transpired."
Des grunted. "I'm fine Joe. I really am, I stopped crying and I knew that fan would have been there. She's been stalking my Instagram page for about a few weeks and—"
Joe halted her. "She's been stalking your Instagram page? Why haven't you told me any of this?" Joe couldn't believe what Desiree was telling him. Why hadn't she told him about the psycho fan girl that had been basically stalking her Instagram page? He could have gotten some protection and have prevented this event from occurring.
"Because, I didn't want any of you to get involve, this girl already thought of me as weak and do you know what Joe? I am weak." Desiree began to sob, covering her face with her hands, so Joe won't be able to see her face.
Joe hated seeing Desiree like this. It reminded him of the emotion that was running inside of her in Pensacola. Joe embraced her with a hug and Desiree cried on his shoulder. This was what Desiree needed—a shoulder to cry on.
"You're not weak; you're just smart for not wanting to fight this girl." Joe insisted.
"I did want to beat the living hell out of that bitch. I couldn't because I am the weakest female you have ever come into contact with!" Des continued to cry.
"Desiree, don't call yourself weak. You're not weak; you're the strongest person I know." Joe told her softly and patted her on the back for comfort.
"I'm what the girl told me in those comments on Instagram—I'm weak, I'm ugly, I'm worthless. I'm someone that no one would ever picture Dean Ambrose, Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns with. I'm pathetic." Desiree spat at herself.
Colby was outside the medical room and he had heard all those horrible things that Des called herself. Did that one fan girl actually call her all those things? Colby was beside himself and couldn't believe that this one person made her feel so low about herself. He doesn't consider Desiree to be any of those horrible things that she claimed to be. He considered her the opposite—strong, pretty, worth everything and she would most defiantly be someone that he would love to hang out with.
"Hey Colby, is Desiree in there?"
Colby looked at AJ Lee in her personally designed Love Bites t-shirt, shorts and black Chuck Taylors. With AJ, she carried her backpack on her back and a giant magenta gift bag, which she had just got, when she heard about Desiree being hurt. She ran to the nearest gift store in Melbourne and gotten the bag and put some gifts for her.
Colby took a peek inside the door to see Des wiping some tears from her face and Joe consulting her and looked back at AJ. "Yeah, she's inside. Be careful, she's emotionally unstable right now." he warned her.
AJ chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm all about emotionally unstable, remember?" she joked and walked inside the medical room.
AJ gave a small smile, which caught Des and Joe's attentions. "Hey Joe, hey Desiree, I just wanted to check on you." she approached the teenager closer.
"Hey AJ, I seem to be doing fine but, it's scary when those things occur." Des told her and AJ nodded.
"I've had fan girls threaten to kick my ass before with my storyline with CM Punk. But, they never actually did harm and just watching you get hurt out there, reminded me of that situation and it broke my heart more than Dolph did." AJ joked, which got Desiree to giggle.
"I'm still a little shocked and I'm feeling low about myself but, I'll get over it." Des claimed trying to hold back the tears that she wanted to spill out of her eyes.
"Maybe this gift will make you feel better." AJ handed her the big, magenta gift bag.
Desiree put the bag on her lap and took out the black and magenta tissue paper and squealed when she looked at the gift that was right inside the bag. "You didn't!" she was giddy and happy. This was the Desiree that she was growing to know.
Desiree pulled out an AJ Lee 'Love Bites' t-shirt that was personally designed by AJ Lee herself. The difference was that it wasn't cropped like the ones that AJ wears to the ring. This was totally age appropriate. Desiree then pulled another shirt and this one was a pink AJ Lee t-shirt, that was also personally designed and age appropriate.
"You got me another one?" Desiree gasped in shock and then reached out of the bag and there it was. Some red Chuck Taylors was the last thing in the gift bag. "I've been dying to have these! Thank you!" Des squished AJ in a hug, which AJ stood still, not expecting that reaction.
"You're welcome, Desiree, just want you to know that we do care in the WWE." AJ stated.
"Hey, Desiree!" Jon exclaimed when he entered the room. "I have some news for you." he told her.
"What's the news?" Des asked him, there wasn't anything worse that could happen to her.
"The fan girl that punched you got arrested," Jon announced with a huge grin on his face. "Justice served!"
Desiree's eyes widened in joy, she was very happy. "Really? That is so great!" she shrieked.
"Man, that's wonderful. I swore if that girl wasn't going to be arrested, that I was going to take the law to my own hands." Jon went to hug Desiree and kissed her on the top of her head.
"You were going to take the law into your own hands?" Joe asked and laughed. "It would have been nice knowing you, Jon." he joked and went in to hug the intern.
"It's good that the girl got what she deserved. I have to go meet Celeste back in the locker room." AJ angled her thumb to the door. "So, I'll see you guys later and stay safe, Desiree." she walked out the medical room.
"Hey April!" Colby shouted from across the hall. AJ looked at him and he motioned for her to come to him.
"What do you want now, Lopez?" AJ asked him, putting her hands on her hips.
"Look, I know that Des is feeling low about herself and I know that all teenagers and women have low self-esteems sometimes. I hate seeing Des like this and want to help. Since I feel like Jon and Joe have better relationships with her than I, I feel like the odd ball and sometimes, I feel left out. I know that this shouldn't matter. But, it does," Colby scratched the back of his head in nervousness. "Since you're a female, I was wondering what I can do to make Desiree feel good about herself?"
Colby felt bad for Desiree. He feels like he should do something to boost Des's confidence up a bit. He's not asking for her to become confident, where she's an arrogant bitch, but good enough to show that she's this wonderful character that everyone should bother to get to know. He never thought that he would care for this teenager, but he feels like he should do something to make her feel better about herself.
"It's nice that you want to do something for her. I know that every teenager wants to feel beautiful. So, why not give her a makeover? I don't think Desiree needs one because she's already so beautiful inside and out, but maybe it will give her that boost of confidence?" AJ suggested to Colby.
Colby nodded his head. A makeover seems like a good idea—but, will Desiree agree to it? Colby didn't think that Desiree needed on, but for a confidence boost? He was all in for the idea. "I like the idea. Thanks, AJ." he patted her on the back and ran to take a phone call.
He ran to behind a wall and dialed the number of someone that was obsessed with make-up and was a cosmetologist.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Hey Leighla, it's me. I think I might need your help."
How sweet is Colby for wanting to help Desiree's confidence level? How will Des respond to the makeover? I want to give thanks to: Dixiewinxwrites12, SoftballSass143, StoryLover82, ItsMeLizz, emma and xSerenityIsn'tAlwaystheAnswerx for your reviews! Means the world to me! Please favorite, follow and review for the next chapter!
By the way, out of the subject of this story, I'm going to be coming out with another fan fic with Dean Ambrose in it. So, be on a look out for that! :)