Hi all, so IC title feud coming up for our Dean, hmmm, better than nothing but slightly frustrating don't you think? Anyway, hope you are all ok and like this update, we are nearly at the end of this tale but have no fear, I'd be interested to know if anyone thinks a sequel is worth doing, or perhaps a Seth/Becca story...but I am getting ahead of myself. X
Having filled each other in on the evening's events, all astonished at each other's news, the girls spruced themselves up in the bar that Autumn was was waiting for them in and headed off to the club. The club was packed but Autumn who had cleverly not handed over her after show party VIP passes to Jenny, were let in ahead of the queuing public straight through to the VIP area overlooking the dance floor. They took a table and ordered some drinks. After all, the club was not company property.
"Don't be nervous babe," Becca told Autumn who was sipping her drink, her eyes searching for Dean.
"Yeah, it will be OK, we are right here for you girl," agreed Jess.
"I can't believe he came over to you guys, fucking nerve of him, and in front of all the fans too," Autumn said.
"He just wanted to find out if you were OK. You know, they way he looked tonight after his match, I'm not sure but I just don't think he'd cheat on you like that. Are you sure he really hooked up with Scarlett that night?" Jess mused.
"Yes, I saw them together didn't I? And Jenny confirmed it too," Autumn replied confidently.
"Look, isn't that some of the wrestlers coming in now?" asked Becca, as a trio of beautiful men accompanied by equally gorgeous girls sat down at a table not far from them.
"Yeah," said Autumn. "Looks like it. Fuck I am terrified of seeing him."
"Why?" said Becca. "You've done nothing wrong. He's the one who has messed up. You just need to tell him that and walk out of here with your head held high."
The VIP area was filling up but there was no sign of Dean, the music was loud and the drinks flowed. Becca lost no time in being chatted up by some rookie wrestler as she waited at the bar to be served. She was about to tell the rookie where to go when she looked to her left and across the bar her eyes met the soft brown ones of Seth Rollins. Immaculately dressed in a black suit, he smirked at her as if he knew she was loathing the approaches of guy next to her and lifted his glass in salute.
Becca's stomach flipped at his gaze but she just cooly looked back at him, then tutted and turned away. 'Bloody prima donna wrestlers' she thought, paying for the drinks and walking away from the rookie while he was in mid sentence, leaving him mouthing at her like a fish.
Autumn was feeling paranoid. Some of the company must surely recognise her, even in the dark corner of the club where they were sat, but no one had approached her. Desperate for some kind of distraction, "I'm going to the loo," she announced.
"Do you want us to come?" her friends asked (we all do it don't we?!)
She shook her head and weaved her way through the groups of clubbers, ignoring the stares she was getting from certain people.
Whilst fending off the toilet assistant, who was trying to ply her with perfume, hairspray and the like for a fee, she reapplied her lipstick in the mirror and was trying to work out how to tackle Dean, when door swung open, releasing the muffled sound of the music from inside the club and in walked Scarlett!
Scarlett looked shocked to see her but quickly regained her composure. She was on her own, dressed to impress as normal. "Well, well," she drawled. "Look what the cat dragged in?! Thought you had been told to stay away from the company!"
"For your information this club does not belong to the company. Just leave me alone," answered Autumn.
"Oh, I will, as soon as you get it into your thick English head that Dean is mine. I mean, it's been sweet for you and all, and thanks very much for looking after him so well, but I'd like him back now," Scarlett's bitchiness reaching new heights.
"Just. Fuck. Off. You complete bitch," Autumn countered angrily.
"He fucked me real good that night you know? Real good, just like old times. He's addicted to me, you know that? Me. Not you, you dowdy little bitch." Scarlett said this whilst jabbing her finger into Autumn's chest, making her step backwards.
"It was you wasn't it?" Autumn told her with realisation.
"Whaddaya mean, it was me?" Scarlett replied sneeringly.
"You posted that blog somehow, didn't you?" Autumn continued.
Scarlett laughed horribly at her, "I've no idea what you mean bitch, but anyways, if I did, you've got no proof have you?" Scarlett told her with malice and went to slap poor Autumn in the face.
Meanwhile, back at the girls table, Jess was practically having a fit trying to get her words out as she saw Dean stalk into the club with Roman looking serious and beautiful. "Look, look," she finally blurted out, shaking Becca's shoulder and pointing over at them.
Becca quickly rose up "I'll go get Autumn and tell her loverboy is here. You stay here and keep an eye on fuckwit Ambrose!"
As soon as Becca entered the club bathroom she knew a row was going on. The bathroom attendant was trying to separate Scarlett and Autumn as they pushed and shoved each other around the room.
"Hey," Becca shouted. "Take your fucking hands off my friend!"
"Or what?!" Scarlett shouted back.
"Or it's fucking ON bitch," shouted Becca as she ran towards Scarlett and dragged her off Autumn, then started ragging her around as she had been doing Autumn a few seconds ago. The bathroom attendant had ran off shouting for the club security.
"Babe! Ambrose is here," Becca cried from the floor where she and Scarlett were grappling. "Go and have it out with him while I teach this bitch some manners. Quick, 'cause we'll be thrown out in a minute!"
Autumn hesitated, then scurried off into the club to find him. She was startled to see him sitting at her table with Jess. Roman was there too, Dean had his head in his hands, his tousled blonde hair dry and cute. Autumn, her nerves replaced by cold anger, hair mussed up from the fight, cheeks flushed and her top slightly askew, was mad, blazing mad as she stood before him. He looked up at her and his eyes flooded with relief but then saw how pissed off she looked.
Jumping up and taking her hands, which she quickly shook off. He tried again, "Autumn, sugar, what the fuck happened the other night? You can't just take off like that. I've been going crazy. Why the fuck didn't you let me know what was going on?"
Jess and Roman looked awkwardly at each other as they surveyed their two friends.
Autumn exploded, "Just shut up, shut up. I'm not listening to the pack of lies you are about tell me. The facts are, you shagged that bimbo. I saw you together in the corridor when I came back from the hotel to make up with you. Of all the stupid things to do. As if you ever really wanted me. Ha! What a fucking idiot I am. Jenny told me that you and Scarlett hooked up and I've just been told ALL the gory details from the little whore herself in the bathroom just now!"
"And you believe her?" he asked incredulously.
"I saw it with my own eyes, you had her all pressed up against the wall and stuff, it made me want to throw up so I went home. I don't need that kind of shit in my life." Autumn continued hurriedly.
Dean was also starting lose his temper, barely able to get a word in edge ways, "This is fucking crazy, you know that. You mean everything to me."
"Funny way of showing it. You didn't even try to come after me or get in touch. You could have got my number from Jenny or someone or took a flight," she shouted back at him, tears starting to fall. "And then, I get set up by SOMEONE with that blog that got published from my iPad!"
"They were gonna sue your ass off Autumn. I told them you wouldn't have done that sort of thing, I needed to sort the situation for you. To protect you. I had to stay put and get it sorted." Dean reasoned. "And as for that little slut Scarlett, I fucking hate her. I swear."
"Have you slept with her?" Autumn demanded.
Dean looked uncomfortable and started fidgeting like he does. Autumn repeated the question, then he sighed and looked Autumn straight in the eye. "Yeah, OK, I've slept with her but..."
"No buts! That's all I need to know," she told him coldly. "And you can take this piece of shit back too," and threw the diamond necklace at him."I never want to see you again,"
Dean's reply was stopped at that point by a commotion behind them as the ladies bathroom door swung open and Becca and Scarlett flew through it and landed unceremoniously in a heap where they fought in lumps for all to see!
A crowd gathered and whooped and hollered as they rolled around. Scarlett tried every trick in the wrestling book to get the upper hand in the fight, but back in the day Becca was not the leader of a gang of rude girls at her North London comprehensive school for nothing. Soon she was in control and punching the living day lights out of her opponent. Blonde hair extensions were ripped out and the contents of Scarlett's bag were strewn across the floor.
The club security ran towards the fighting girls but Roman and Seth were too quick for them pulling the girls apart. Becca felt herself being lifted up and held tightly by the strongest arms she had ever felt, wrapped around her chest and middle. She struggled and cursed, trying to return to beating the shit out of the now disheveled and furious blonde girl opposite her, who Roman had just handed over to security.
"Calm down Miss Streetfighter 2," a voice whispered in Becca's ear, the owner's arms still holding her tightly. "Man, you're hot when you're angry. Impressive fighting skills", Seth chuckled, for it was he who had pulled her off. He turned her round to face him but did not release his hold on her.
"You gonna let me go or do I have to kick your ass too?" Becca demanded.
Seth just chuckled at her again, his strength holding her in place. "You, my little Mike Tyson, need to be taught a lesson."
Becca was already flushed from the fight and her normal response would probably have been 'fuck off' but this gorgeous man was not for letting her go so she took full advantage by growling, "Teach me then," and taking him by surprise kissed him passionately and furiously in front of the whole club.
The security were closing in wanting the perpetrators of the fight out of the club. They hovered nearby and when Seth and Becca finally pulled apart, Becca held her hands up and said to them "OK, OK I'm leaving."
"Don't go," Seth told her, his lips moving against the shell of her ear. "I'll sort the security out. Stay with me tonight, you know you want to. You won't believe the things I'll do with you your beautiful body."
It was more than tempting but she looked around and saw everyone staring at her, Autumn's tearful face, Dean staring at the floor, Roman's impressed look and Jess's surprised one and shook her head.
"Nah, I can't, I need to get Autumn away from here," she answered. "Besides Autumn is right, you wrestlers are nothing but trouble," she added and walked away towards her friends.
"Can't argue with that," he called after her grinning. "Hey Streetfighter!"
"What?" Becca turned and answered.
"I'll see you in May, we'll hook up," he told her with a smirk.
"In your dreams!" she answered dismissively, but her heart was already racing at the thought of it.