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Dean awoke to the sound of birds chirping. He picked his head up and glanced at his surroundings. Pale yellow walls, black and white tile floor, flowers atop two dressers. 'What the hell?' He thought. 'Where the hell am I?' Dean shifted his body to an upright position, and rubbed his eyeballs to awaken him. He looked above the queen sized bed and saw a huge black and white picture of Nikki. Now it made sense.
"Nikki?" He shouted, making his way over to the bathroom. He was guessing this was either her bedroom or a guest room. Pretty awesome that the guest room had its own bathroom. Then again, she was dating the wrestler with the highest salary. After zipping his pants back up after what seemed like an hour piss session, he decided to explore the house. He walked down the spiral staircase in his white trademark wife beater and jeans. "Where are my shoes?" He mumbled to himself. He made his way down to the foyer, and heard two females speaking in the kitchen. He pressed himself up against the wall, making sure not to be seen, to listen in on what they were speaking about.
"I don't remember doing that, but I do remember you cuddled up with Roman in the booth all night, Brie." Nikki said, handing Brie a cup of green tea before putting her messy hair up in a pony.
Brie took a sip of her tea before beginning. "I was blacked out, I don't know what happened." Brie stated, she grabbed her bagel out of the toaster and smeared fat free cream cheese all over before taking her seat at the table next to her sister.
"Please, Brianna." Nikki rolled her eyes and took a sip of her coffee. "You were like A.J Lee television crazy. Girls were coming up to him left and right and all you did was cock block."
Brie shook her head in disbelief. "I'm married. Why would I care what he did?"
"I don't know." Nikki started. "It was weird from what I remember. Any time a girl would try to talk to him you'd pretend you were getting sick and obviously Roman wouldn't leave your side. Cock block, sister."
"What about you grinding on Dean?" Brie smirked.
Nikki's eyes grew wide and she had a look of horror on her face. She decided to play it off. "I dance with everyone?" She remembered somewhat of the night, but would never admit it.
"Not like that you don't." The younger twin chuckled. "Way to dry hump with your co-worker in the middle of the bar." Brie couldn't stop laughing while Nikki's face got red. From what Brie could remember, her sister and the lunatic fringe were going at it, hard. "At least he was nice enough to pull your dress down so no one saw your coochie while you raped him public." All Brie had to do was close her eyes to remember the night before, at least that part. She was too busy talking to Roman about work and the environment to notice how it all started between Dean and Nikki, but she could remember they definitely weren't just dance. Nikki's ass was pretty much pressed up against Dean, they grinded to the music as Dean held her hips. Innocent as it seemed to some, Brie knew better of her sister. Nikki would never admit to it, but Brie saw the passion in Nikki's eyes as she claimed Dean for the night.
"Shut up, Brianna." Nikki played it off as if nothing happened. Shifting her attention towards the living room, she changed the subject. "Are they even awake?"
Dean quickly turned around before the twins could notice he was eavesdropping, and was greeted by Roman.
"What are you doing?" The big man raised an eyebrow to his partner. Roman had gotten up a few minutes after Dean. He noticed Dean creeping by the doorway to the kitchen so he went to investigate himself.
Before Dean could answer Roman, Nikki and Brie walked out. Nikki definitely looked embarrassed and she was hoping neither of the boys heard their conversation. Dean heard everything but he wasn't sure if Roman remembered anything, so he decided not to embarrass Nikki and to keep his mouth shut. For now.
"Good Morning, bums!" Brie smirked, she handed Roman and Dean each a cup of coffee before leading everyone into the living room. Nikki followed in pursuit. Dean and Roman shared the couch while Nikki and Brie each sat chairs.
"Nikki, this house is amazing." The powerhouse Roman Reigns complimented as he took a sip of his coffee.
Nikki smiled and shifted her body to get more comfortable. "John and I redecorated when I moved in. It needed a woman's touch."
"Speaking of Cena, why isn't he here?" Roman asked, he glanced over at Brie. Even in a plain tank top and shorts, she still looked awesome to him.
Dean noticed Nikki looked very uncomfortable when Cena's name was mentioned. He kept it to himself and waited for her reaction. Nikki was very good at acting like everything was normal and that nothing bothered her, so unless someone really paid attention, like her sister or Dean, they would think Nikki was the happiest Diva around.
"I have no idea to be honest." Nikki said very plainly. At this point in their relationship, his disappearing act had started to become a problem. She tried to keep her mouth shut for the sake of their relationship, but it was taking a toll on her.
Nobody said anything when Nikki responded to Roman's question. Everyone got the hint not to talk about it. An awkward silence fell upon the four until moments later, the front door was opened. In walked the devil himself, John Cena.
"Hey bab-" John began before noticing Dean and Roman in the room. He gave them a confusing look and placed his bags on the floor. "Nicole, can I talk to you for a moment?" He called over to his girlfriend.
"Sure." Nikki replied before standing up and following John into the kitchen.
"Nicole, can I talk to you for a moment?" Dean Ambrose mocked Cena and made a face, which made Brie let out a chuckle. Dean couldn't stand Cena. Always acting so high and mighty, like he's better than everyone else. He treated Nikki like crap half the time and talked to her like she was stupid. He always thought it was fucking weird he would be out all hours of the night. You are fucking Nikki Colace on the regular and you'd rather be out with god knows who at night? Dean thought maybe he was gay. He would of beat Johns ass by now if they weren't co-workers.
In the kitchen, John sat at the island counter as Nikki went over to the fridge. "Orange Juice?" She asked. John always had O.J every morning so she knew the routine.
"Nicole, want to explain to me what's going on?" John asked his girlfriend of almost 3 years. He did not look happy. At all.
Nikki placed the O.J down in front of John before she spoke. "They got too drunk so I let them stay at our house for the night."
John looked annoyed. "You mean my house." John put an emphasis on my. "They don't have hotels?" he continued.
"Brie and I aren't going to let them roam Tampa shit faced trying to find their hotel. Last thing we need is our team members in jail." Nikki was getting extremely annoyed with all the questions. "What do you mean YOUR house?" She glared at Cena. "I put just as much work into this house to make it a home as much as you have."
"You don't pay the bills. Although the money you spend on shoes could probably cover them." John was equally getting annoyed. Why the hell were these people in his house? Who does she think she is letting them into his house?
"Excuse me?" The buxom brunette was fuming at this point. "How dare you?" Nikki picked up John's food and O.J and threw it into the garbage disposal. She walked over to him, getting more pissed off at each step. "And where the fuck were you last night!?" Nikki yelled. It was loud enough so Brie, Roman, and Dean could hear from the other room.
John stood up in disbelief. "Who are you to yell at me like that?"
"Oh I'm sorry, Master. Let me just get my thing and get the fuck out of YOUR house!" Nikki pushed him to the side and rushed past him. She couldn't even look at the man at this moment. She put all her heart and energy into designing each room to make it theirs, and now he couldn't stop saying how it was his house. Like she was just property or some slut that he hadn't been with for 3 years.
"Nicole, wait."
John followed Nikki up the stairs before she turned around. He had never seen her so mad in the years that they were together, her face was beet red.
"Get the fuck away from me." Nikki scowled. "You're lucky I don't deck you in the fucking face." Nikki was raging. She just wanted to get away from this joke of a relationship for a while. Nikki ran up the stairs and shut the master bedroom door as John walked past the 3 in the living room and made his way out the front door. He didn't want to be in the house any more than she did.
"Should we go or something?" Dean asked, feeling awkward. He thoroughly enjoyed hearing Nikki rip Cena a new asshole, but he also felt bad about the whole situation. He didn't know whether or not to give her space or talk to her. He was never good with women and their emotions. He fucked 'em and left 'em, never having time to talk about 'feelings', or any of that dumb stuff women do.
"You guys probably should. I'll stay here with my sister." Brie stood up giving Roman and Dean hugs. She turned her attention to Roman. "Do you remember anything from last night?" She asked the big man.
Roman did in fact remember everything. He wasn't too much of a drinker, just did it casually or socially. "Yeah, I did." He laughed. "You definitely did not want any girls talking to me."
Brie scratched the back of her head. She thought it was really weird she had been so jealous of anyone who talked to the samoan. When Paige asked about him, the random girls at the bars, she knew he deserved better than those type of women. "Yeah, sorry for cock blocking you. I got a little too much into Brie Mode, huh?" Brie let out a nervous chuckle, not sure how Roman would take it.
Roman smiled and put his hand on the little brunettes shoulder. "I didn't mind, you were fun company. Trust me."
Those eyes and that smile would melt any girls heart.
"Ok Fabio." Dean started in, giving Roman a pat on the back. "Let's get out of here before you grow a vag."
Brie laughed at Dean as Roman smacked him across the head. Roman turned his attention back on Brie. "I'll text you later to see how Nikki makes out." Roman took out his cell from his pocket and handed it to Brie. "Should I put you in there as cock block?" He joked.
"Ohhhh somebodys got jokes." Brie rolled her eyes as she finished putting her digits in his phone. She handed it back to Roman. "And you will go in my phone as Fabio."
"Real funny, BRIANNA." Roman put his phone back in his pocket as Brie sneered. She HATED being called Brianna.
Roman and Dean walked past Brie and out the door. Brie, on the other hand, walked up into Nikki and John's room.
"Hey Nikki, do you want to go to the gym?" Brie asked, creaking the door open. She saw Nikki sitting on the bed crying her eyes out. Brie immediately rushed over to her sisters side. "It'll be okay, Nikki. You guys fight like this all the time." Brie rubbed Nikki's back, consoling her. She hated John and how he treated her twin, but Nikki loved him and that's all that matters.
Nikki wiped the tears away from her bloodshot eyes. "It's not that, Brie." Nikki bent over and picked up a white and green striped thong from under the bed and showed it to Brie,
"You're dirty underwear?" Brie was confused. Why would Nikki show her a thong. Unless... it wasn't Nikki's?
"It's not mine." Nikki threw the underwear across the room before bursting into tears again.
Now Brie was pissed. "What a fucking scumbag, Nicole." Brie stood up and grabbed Nikki's hand. "We're leaving, for good."
Nikki, again, wiped her tears away before starting. "I need to make a doctors appointment. There is something wrong.. down there." Finally, Nikki stood up to join her sister.
Brie stood there in shock. "Pregnant? STD?"
"I'm on birth control. It hurts when I pee and my discharge isn't normal." Nikki started to cry as she fell onto the floor . "I haven't been with anyone in 3 years. He gave me something."
Nikki Colace's whole life was crumbling right before her eyes.