Hello, lovely readers!
This is it, we've reached the penultimate chapter! Only one more to go after this. I need to hold in the tears, it's too soon to cry and miss this story lol. I'll save all the mushy crap for the next one, so for now just enjoy the chapter
Also, cheers for 500 reviews! I bloody love you lovely little reviewers out there.
Nattiebroskette – Totally. Sheamus has deserved this for a long time
Kimberly316 – Yes he did. He deserves everything he gets
Raquel the writer – I agree, especially if it's in defence.
LeaMarie F Metallium – Haha! Tell me about it. Once that lunatic goes its hard to stop him.
AngelsDestiny22 – Definitely. Holly needed to react and not submit and thankfully she did
Chermayne – If you want more then here's more!
Rileyjade – I know, I'm such a mean writer lol
Tantoune – We must save the tears for the final chapter lol! And no matter how violent the lunatic gets, he always appears at the best times
Calwitch – It's Dean; he always knows how to find her. I didn't want Holly to be too much of a damsel in distress; I wanted her to fight back
Squeegee Beckinhime – I'm a sucker for a cliffhanger!
Wolviegurl – He's gone way off the deep end. The lunatic has arrived!
Guest – I normally hate writing action but I really enjoyed this one
Dutchangel1979 – He was always going to save her. He never leaves Holly for too long
Labinnacslove – Who knows how far Sheamus could have gone had Dean not come in time
AliceLouiseVA123 – Thank you! Glad you're enjoying it. I thought Hunter sending her away would be an interesting idea so I'm happy you liked it.
Ambrose-kohli-girl – It was a jam packed chapter. I wanted to show Holly at least putting up some sort of fight before Dean got there.
Debwood-1999 – You know me, I love a good cliffhanger lol. I like your theory, but you'll see what happens when you read on. And hopefully this chapter calms your poor heart lol
Seth Rollins babe – I agree. Dean has fallen off the deep end.
TajiaK - Thank you and welcome to the story
This chapter is named after 'Fix You' by Coldplay
Holly Helmsley's Point Of View
Beep, beep, beep…
I felt so strange, so light and weightless, like I was there but at the same time I wasn't. I was balancing on a knife edge, walking on the precipice between light and dark and I could fall either way.
Beep, beep, beep…
I felt as light as a feather, yet heavy as bricks, like I was floating and yet stuck to the ground. It was a strange sensation, unlike one I'd ever felt before and I knew eventually I'd fall one way or the other. I wasn't sure what would happen when I chose a side to fall as I didn't know what lay beyond each one. Was it good? Bad? Positive? Negative? I simply wasn't sure.
Beep, beep, beep…
But I knew I had a decision to make and a path to follow. I knew I needed to fall from the knife edge, I knew I needed to pick a side and I needed to do it quick. So I closed my eyes and I chose, taking a deep breath before I slowly began to fall…
Beep, beep, beep…
My eyes slowly opened, the motion a struggle at first. It was bright wherever I was so I quickly closed them again in order to adjust. Once my eyes no longer hurt I cautiously opened them again and slowly took in my surroundings. The room I was in was white and rather clinical, a tall window on the far left side of the room showing me it was a bright and sunny day with blue skys.
My eyes slowly moved around, taking everything in. There were posters on the wall, machines scattered around, mechanical sounds echoing. A constant beeping sounded in my ear which would not stop. To my left sat a bedside table that was covered with cards and flowers and balloons. It only took me a matter of moments to realise it was a hospital room.
And that's when the pain hit me hard. My head, my ribs, my shoulder. I gasped, my face scrunching up uncomfortably, but I found it difficulty to move. I noticed a drip connected to my arm, giving me whatever sustenance I needed.
What is going on…?
I still felt half asleep but I managed to drag my eyes over to the door of the room, looking through the large glass panel in the door, surprised to see my brother on the other side. He was in the corridor, deep in conversation with a man in a white coat. A doctor I assumed. His face looked concerned but he seemed to be listening to every last word the doctor said. I frowned in puzzlement.
Why is Hunter here…?
I swallowed, continuing to look around, wanting to adjust my body in the hope of relieving any of the pain. That's when I felt a heavy weight against my right hand and lower arm. I looked down, my eyes widening slightly as I saw Dean nestled in a seat at my bedside. He sat in the seat but his body was bent over, his head resting against my arm. His hand held mine tightly as his body breathed slowly. He was fast asleep.
What the hell are we doing here…?
I was confused beyond belief, my head not quite able to comprehend what was going on, partly because I didn't have a clue and partly because it hurt far too much to think about it.
I slowly managed to pry my hand free of his grasp until his head settled softly on the mattress of the hospital bed. He looked exhausted so thankfully I hadn't woken him up. I looked back to Hunter again before returning my gaze to Dean, my hand slowly stroking his silky brown hair. He looked so peaceful as he slept there, his face so sweet and quiet and innocent…
He looks a lot calmer than the last time I saw him…
And that's when it hit me.
It was like that one simple little thought allowed a wave of memory to hit me all at once and suddenly my blanks were filled in.
Running.
A park.
The lunatic
Sheamus.
Passing out.
Holy fuck…
I knew exactly why I was here. I knew exactly what, or more accurately who, had brought me here. I knew the reason why my head, my shoulder and my ribs were hurting. I knew who had caused the damage and panic suddenly hit me.
He was the one person I hadn't seen, he was the one missing piece here, and I knew he could be anywhere. In a cupboard, in a closet, under the bed. Hunter was outside and Dean was asleep. Sheamus could get me, he could attack me again. He had found me before, he could find me now.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep…
My breathing became erratic as my chest began to tighten. The beeping got louder the more my heart rate went up, and even though it wasn't helping my injuries, I could not help the worry and fear and sheer terror that hit me as I thought about him getting me again. My body began to tremble, to shake, to panic like it never had, my limbs acting on their own in order to try and get out of the bed to run.
Thankfully it was enough to wake Dean up.
"Huh… what… huh?" he said, jolting awake, his body still half asleep. It was amazing how quickly he became composed and alert once he saw what was happening to me. "Shit!"
Almost instantly he was on me, grabbing me and holding me down.
"Let me go!" I cried, tears streaming down my face. "He's here… He's coming… He's after me!"
"Holly, I need you to calm down," he tried over my cries, trying to hold me gently whilst also managing to keep me down. "It's fine, your safe, sweetheart."
"I can't let him get me," I cried, still struggling against him. "Where is he…?"
He quickly wrapped his arms around me, holding me tenderly against him, rubbing my back and stroking my hair. "He can't, Holly," he said. "He's gone. You're safe and he can't get you."
It took a moment for the tears to stop, but the more he held me and the longer he peppered kisses along my head, the sooner I realised where I was and who was with me. The trembling calmed and my body relaxed as I realised I was safe in Dean's loving arms and it was just him and I. No one else.
Just us, sat on my hospital bed, cuddled up together.
Once I'd calmed down enough, Dean spoke again, gently pulling back to look at me.
"Nothing is going to happen to you, baby," he said softly, brushing my hair from my face. "He's gone, he's done. And he's never coming back."
I looked up at him with red eyes and tears stained cheeks. "What do you mean?"
But before I could answer, Hunter and the doctor came rushing into the room.
"What's happening?" my brother asked urgently, clearly overhearing the overreacting I'd just committed. "Holly, are you okay?"
I cuddled closer to Dean.
"She's fine," Dean assured them, holding me closer, not letting me go. "She's just a little confused over what's going on."
The doctor ordered me back onto my bed properly, something I was reluctant to do. But I was promised Dean could stay at my side and my hand never left his the entire time. After my panic attack, the doctor knew it was important to check all my vitals. And this gave Hunter plenty of time to talk to me.
"How are you?" he asked me first.
"My head hurts," I said, Dean's hand squeezing mine tightly. "I kind of hurt all over to be honest."
"That makes sense," Hunter said. "You took a lot of damage."
"How long was I out?" I asked.
"3 days," Dean replied. "I was beginning to get scared. I didn't think you'd…" His voice trailed off.
"It's been a tense few days," Hunter finished.
I looked at them both and it suddenly dawned on me Dean and Hunter were in the same room, worrying over the same thing and neither had killed the other yet. This wasn't… normal. Hunter hated what was happening with Dean and I, he locked me up and sent me away over this whole thing! And yet here they were, spending time together, talking together, being civil.
I wasn't sure what was going on, but I didn't really have the time to question this. I had more important things I needed to discuss first.
"Where is he?" I asked, knowing they'd both guess immediately who I was referring to.
"Gone," Dean growled. "He's fucking gone." He went silent so I looked over to my brother for more answers.
He released a breath, sitting himself on the edge of my bed.
"Sheamus is currently in police custody," he explained. "Due to the nature of what happened, he'd been refused bail and is due in court in a weeks time."
I looked at my brother as if I didn't believe the words that had just left his lips.
"But… how?"
He glanced over at Dean before looking back at me.
"Once Dean… apprehended him, he called the police and an ambulance immediately. There was no way Sheamus could escape in his condition. The police took him away immediately and brought him to a hospital."
I looked alarmed. "This hospital?"
"No," he said. "So you don't have to worry. His wounds were superficial and skin deep so he was only in for a day. Then he was taken straight to the police station. He pleaded guilty, he had no choice, the evidence against him was too strong. Dean and I made statements and he's been arrested. He can't get out."
"The police need you to make a statement about that night though," Dean added. "I know it's hard but they need details of what happened to you before I got there. That way they can get a full story and sentence him accordingly."
I swallowed nervously, not happy that I still had to do this. But it was one last task, one last job in order for him to be gone for good. If this was what I had to do to be rid of Sheamus, then I'd man up, be brave, and do it.
"I guess I'll do what needs to be done," I said.
Dean stroked my hair softly, offering me a warm smile. "That's my girl."
"But what about you?" I asked him. "Didn't they take you in over what happened to Sheamus?"
"After seeing the state you were in, they could clearly tell it was done in defense. It was the only way I could stop him from killing you. So they let me off with a caution."
"Oh, thank god," I said, raising his hand up to my lips and placing kisses across his knuckles. I felt so relieved. I wouldn't have been able to stand it if anything had have happened to Dean, especially on my behalf. I'd never have forgiven myself.
Dean smiled at me lovingly, moving our hands until we could link our fingers together.
Hunter watched us for a moment before standing up. "Dean, can I have a quick word outside?" he asked.
My body froze up, my eyes widening at his words, knowing this couldn't be good. Things were never good when it came to Hunter and Dean. If I thought the hatred between Dean and Randy was bad, it had nothing on how Hunter felt. Not every brother would send you half way across the country and lock you in because he hated your boyfriend!
Dean looked at me before looking standing up. "Sure," he said, bending down to give me a kiss on the head.
I looked between them. "Are you sure you need to leave?" I tired. "Maybe you can talk in here. It's a big room, I won't eaves drop."
"It'll only take a minute," said Hunter as he opened the door and held it open for Dean. He went out into the corridor. "Besides I'm sure the doctor needs to give you a run down on everything that's happening with you."
I didn't have time to respond before he left the room and closed the door behind him, leaving me filled with nerves, hoping things were alright. There had already been enough bloodshed, I didn't need anymore.
xXx
Dean Ambrose's Point Of View
Even I had to admit this was out of character for Hunter Hearst fucking Helmsley. He hated me. The prick never wanted to speak to me, he barely ever wanted to look at me, and he didn't have a good word to say about me, so I had no fucking clue why he was asking me to talk now. My girl had just woken up, I finally had her back, and now he wanted to take me away for a chat.
I wasn't sure of his reasons but all I knew was that they had better be fucking good.
Holly needed me right now and I needed her, so I hoped this wasn't another lecture on how beating Sheamus to a pulp had been stupid or how I had to stay away from Holly now she was awake. Because trust me, I wasn't going anywhere.
I'd almost lost her that night and there was no way I was losing her again. After today, I was never going to leave her side again.
I turned to face him once we were in the corridor.
"Look, Hunter, what's this about because-"
"I want to apologise."
"- she's in there and…" I looked at him. "Wait, what?"
He rubbed the back of his neck, looking at Holly through the window of the door as he spoke.
"I want to apologise for the shit I've put you both through in the last few weeks," he explained. "The way I've acted… it's been totally out of order. I got involved in something that wasn't my business. Who she chooses to be with is her choice and I'm sorry I got in the way of that."
Was he fucking serious? Was he telling me the truth right now?
I opened my mouth to respond but quickly closed it again when I realised I didn't have an answer. I shook my head and ran a hand through my hair, opening my mouth again to answer him. Still nothing came out.
What the actual fuck had I just heard?!
He was apologising? Was he fucking serious? I couldn't believe it. For weeks Holly and I had to deal with so much shit off this guy. He split us up, he tried to tare us apart, he locked her in his house for Christ sake! He treated her like a prisoner and had me fighting every fucking night like I was his prize fighter that he'd brought from the fucking fair. And now he was actually trying to make peace.
"I don't understand," I said skeptically. "What the hell changed?"
"The stuff you did for her the other night, the way you fought for her, the way you saved her, the way you got her to the hospital, the way you haven't left her side in 3 days... That's hard to ignore, Dean. No one has ever cared for my sister like that or done something so brave and important for her. You saved her life, you brought her home, you stopped the man who would have no doubt killed her. I will forever be grateful for that, Dean, and I'm so sorry that I put you through so much shit all this time."
"Do you realise what you've done to her with all this?" I asked him. "You weren't there when she cried all night. You weren't there when she tried to understand what she'd done so wrong that you'd act this way. You have fucked that poor girl's head up more than you realise, Hunter."
"And you don't think I feel shit for that?" he asked me. "At the time, sure, it felt like I was doing the right thing. I thought I was protecting her. But now I know she never needed protecting. She was already safe. I rarely admit when I've done wrong, Ambrose, but I can hands down admit to you here and now that I totally fucked up when it came to how I handled all this. She loves you and you've proven that you more than lover her. She only deserves the best, she always has. And now I can see that's you."
I listened to his words and took them in, slowly coming to an understanding of them. He was right. Hunter Hearst Helmsley never apologised for shit, so to hear him admitting he was wrong was a pretty big deal.
"Are you sure?" I asked him. "You're not gonna change your mind in a weeks time and fly her out to Connecticut again?"
"I'm sure," he replied. "I know it'll take some time for you both to trust me again but I'm willing to put in the effort. You're a good man, Ambrose, and one I'd be happy for my sister to date. You have my blessing."
He held out his hand for me to shake.
He was right, it wasn't going to be an easy task just simply accepting Hunter after what he'd done to us. He'd screwed Holly up big time and he'd put our relationship through hell. But at the end of the day I knew he was her brother. She loved him and he was a pretty big part of her life, a part that wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon. No matter how things had gone in the past, he was trying to make up for it now. And if Holly was to be in my life then so was Hunter. I wanted to make all this as easy on her as I could and this meant getting to know her brother and accepting his apology. She didn't need anymore hurt or heartbreak in her life. She simply needed us to get on.
So I took his hand in mine and shook it. We weren't exactly saying we were best friends here, but we were saying that we were going to fix this.
For Holly.
"You should get back in there," he said once he let my hand go. "If I know Holly she'll be panicking over where you are right now."
I couldn't help but chuckle lightly at his words, knowing they were probably true. The poor girl would be having a heart attack knowing we were both out here on our own.
"Thanks, Hunter," I said as I put my hand on the door handle.
"Any time," he smiled at me before I opened the door and entered the room, closing it behind me.
My eyes met hers immediately, blue meeting brown, and it was like I stopped breathing. Even with all the wires and bandages on her, she was still the most stunning creature I'd ever seen. Nothing could ever possibly be as beautiful as Holly Heather Helmsley, she was a once in a lifetime find and I was glad I was the one who found her. And now I had, I was never letting her go.
Her brother couldn't stop me, Randy Orton couldn't stop me, Sheamus couldn't stop me.
This was it for me, this was where I wanted to be. She'd drawn me in hook, line and sinker, and I'd fallen for her completely. She was my world, my rock, my best friend and so much more.
I'd never stop protecting her, I'd never stop saving her, and I'd strive every day to make her as happy as she made me. She was so beautiful, so kind, so caring and sweet. She was so innocent and vulnerable and gentle, and I couldn't believe out of everyone in this world she'd chosen me; screwed up, crazy, messed up me.
And as I saw her sitting there, knowing she'd been hurt so badly, I'd look after her till the end. She was worth it and she always would be.
"Is, uh, is everything okay?" she asked me expectantly as I walked over to her. I knew she was dying to hear what had happened between her brother and I.
"Everything is fine," sweetheart," I told her as I sat on the side of her bed, taking her hand in mine, running circles in her palm with my thumb.
She looked at the door then back at me. "Are you sure? You guys were gone a while and I-"
I quickly cut her off as I gently pressed my lips to hers in a loving and tender kiss. I laced my fingers into her hair, holding the back of her head as I brought her closer, needing her connection, needing her touch.
I'd almost lost her that night, I'd almost seen her life end, and I just needed to know that she was here and she was really back with me.
Almost losing the one you love does something to you. It gives you a reality check, it makes you reassess everything you've done and everything you want to do. It changes you and all your priorities change. And almost losing the woman I loved had effected me. It made me want to protect her more, it made me want to lover her more, it made me want to give her the entire world. I'd never take her for granted and I would love, adore and worship her till the day I died. Holly was worth it and I'd spend every day proving it.
She kissed me back, her soft pink lips feeling like silk against my own. This was home. This was where I was meant to be; with this fucking stunning woman.
"Everything is great, Holly," I smiled as I pulled my lips away and held her close.
And it was true.
For once, everything was fucking amazing.
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