It was a long night, the ride back home was completely silent as Dolph kept his eyes on the window, gazing at the brightly lit city. Seth kept quiet, focusing on the road. He then pulled up to the motel Dolph was staying, parking the car.
"Whatever happened between you and Dean back there…I'm really sorry…" Seth started.
"Bullshit Seth! I understand why you invited me now…Dean told me everything…" Dolph snapped.
Seth sighed, knowing that this was going to happen.
"Why Seth…?" Dolph sighed sadly.
"I just…"
Seth's sentence was cut short.
"This could of been between me and him only…from the way Dean sounded, you just placed your nose in his personal business. Now Dean probably might not want nothing to do with you anymore…and I don't blame him…" Dolph said.
Seth was quiet, having nothing to say as he was guilty. Dolph got out of the car, slamming the door behind him as he walked off.
Dolph walked down the hallway, finding his room and reached into his pocket, pulling out his room key to unlock the door. He entered, removing his black blazer and carelessly tossing it on the chair next to him. The blonde sighed, still finding it hard to believe that Dean is in love with him. He couldn't really process it in his mind, feeling acutely deep inside about Dean's feelings. Dolph was a bit weak, feeling helplessly emotional for some reason. Maybe It was just the alcohol. He thought, making his way to the bathroom for a shower. Dolph turned on the tap as the steam was sudden, filling the room like thick smoke. The blonde male removed his clothing and tossed it in a small pile near the door. He pulled the curtain back and entered, shuttering as the hot droplets pelt his bare flesh. He stood there motionless as his mind raced with unsuspected thoughts. Dolph closed his eyes tightly, his face filled with blood as he exhaled deeply. His heart raced as he looked down to see that his face wasn't the only thing that the blood rushed to. His head met the slick wall of the shower as he was frustrated.
"I'm so drunk…." Dolph whispered.
Dolph was heating up, chills surged throughout his whole body as he was starting to regret his rejection. He liked Dean, but was obviously afraid of the fact of dating him for some reason. He didn't understand himself at all. Dolph fought with his urges, washing up and quickly getting out. He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom, jumping as he was startled, seeing Jack Swagger sitting in the chair near the door, his feet resting on the small table. Dolph was frozen, wide-eyed at the sight of the golden blonde male eyeballing him.
"Jack what the fuck…?" Dolph's voice was shaky with fear.
"I think you should know why I'm here Dolph…" Jack purred.
"I'm in no mood for you right now…get out." Dolph replied.
"As soon as I get what I want, then I'll get out…"
Jack stood up, slowly approaching the blonde male. Dolph stepped back, petrified as he ended up stumbling and backing into the standing lamp behind him. He fell backwards on the lamp, instantly breaking it. A sadistic smirk appeared on Jack's face as he approached him. Dolph was unable to move as Jack had him cornered.
"Get up…" Jack demanded.
"I'm not having sex with you Jack! Go away!" Dolph shouts.
The male glared darkly, reaching for Dolph's arm and forcefully yanking him up, swinging him around and throwing him on the bed. Jack walked over to the helpless male, crawling on top of him. Dolph quivered as he was terrified, throwing his foot to Jacks face, knocking him backwards then running to the bathroom. He shut himself inside, locking the door. Luckily, his cellphone was in his pocket. Dolph fidgeted through the small pile, pulling it out and dialing Seth's number. Jack began cursing at him as he banged on the door repeatedly. Dolph kept his eye on the door as he only heard ringing on the other line, no response.
"Come on Seth….please pick up…" Dolph whispered nervously.
There was no answer. Dolph hung up, scooting closer to the wall as he was afraid. Jack pounded on the door harder, growing infuriated.
"You can't stay in there forever Dolph! I'll break down this door if I have to!" he scoffed.
The banging was beginning to drive Dolph crazy. He closed his eyes tightly, pressing his hands to his ears.
"All right! All right! Stop!" Dolph yelled.
The banging instantly stopped, all but heavy breathing could be heard on the other side.
"Get out there Dolph…" Jack snarled.
"Jack…I really don't want to give myself up to you! Why are you bothering me!?" Dolph asked.
A snicker was heard and Dolph grimaced.
"Half the roster wants to fuck you…I'm not the only one Dolph…so consider it a good thing…just give up that tight little ass of yours already…you might as well…you'll make a perfect little slut…I'll be the first to give you what you deserve…" Jack chuckled lustfully.
The blonde bit his bottom lip nervously, quivering with fear as he didn't want to believe him. He began to think about Dean. Was he just like the others that wanted him? Does he really just want sex? Dolph's face fell into the palm of his hands.
"Get the fuck out here and ride my cock like the little whore you are…before I really hurt you…" Jack scoffed darkly.
Dolph was literally stuck, panting as he was quaking. He didn't want to let Jack take him.
"Just go ahead and hurt me then Jack…because I'm not going to give in to meaningless sex. I want my first time to be with that special someone…and you are not special to me…" Dolph replied.
Jack grimaced, swinging his fists at the door as hard as he could. Dolph cringed, the sound irritating him as he got up, unlocking the door and jerking it opened.
"Fucking hurt me!" Dolph spat.
Jack entered, swinging his fist at the blonde male, knocking him to the ground. Dolph placed his hand on his nose as it poured blood. He was still, letting Jack yank him up by his hair, swinging him into a wall. He then through his hand around Dolph's neck, pinning him against the wall, throwing multiple punches to the blonde's face. He stopped hitting as he glared darkly at a bloody and battered Dolph.
"You win this time…next time…I'll force fuck you…" Jack snarled.
Dolph was tossed to the floor like a ragdoll, eventually passing out in his own blood.
