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"Sir, this has to be some type of mistake," I say as Dean's driver opens my door and extends his hand to help me out of the black window tinted SUV outside of one of those expensive New York City stores that all the celebrities and business people of the world shop for their clothes. "I thought you were taking me shopping for new clothes?" I ask as my feet touch the busy sidewalk as everyone rushes through the crowds on the cool Saturday morning as traffic continues to drive through the busy streets of Manhattan. The tires of cars screeching and the sounds of horns blowing in the background as a woman that works for Dean steps out behind me.
"This isn't a mistake, Journey," she says. "Dean insisted we bring you here to find your new clothes. You will find that you have a much better selection of shoes, dresses, pants, jeans and tops. I am Kayla by the way. I am Dean's personal assistant. He has asked me to help you with your fashion choices today," she says to me. She's a beautiful woman. I expect nothing less for someone like Dean Ambrose. She's blonde, has bright blue eyes that remind me of diamonds, she's petite, her blonde hair falling to her waist and the fake tan she sports is hardly even noticeable.
"I would be fine shopping somewhere else," I offer. "I'm sure this store is way out of my budget."
"Mr. Ambrose insists," she says motioning me to the glass doors as we cross through the busy crowd. "He has given you a large spending limit," she says.
"He really didn't need to do that. I'm just fine with what I have or going to a store less elegant than this. Someone like me doesn't shop somewhere like this."
"You'll be fine," she says as she pulls me into the elegant department store. I take in the store smell as my dirty chuck taylor sneakers touch the white marble floor. It's one of those department stores they show in the movies like Miracle on 34th Street where there are multiple floors on the first floor is all the home goods, shoes and bedroom items. We take the escalator up to the second floor where the clothing is located. "You look like you're a size 5?" she asks.
"Size 3," I answer.
"Okay," she smiles as she guides me to the women's clothes. "Feel free to choose whatever you wish. Price is of no object but please make sure you pick out a few dresses that are appropriate for work and after this I will take you to get some evening gowns."
"Evening gowns?" I ask as I go through some of the shirts.
"Yes, Mr. Ambrose asked that I take you to get some evening gowns and shoes so that you can accompany him to events he attends."
"He wants me to attend events with him?" I ask. "Why would he want me to do that?"
"They are his wishes," she says with a smile as she helps me go through some tops.
I nervously go through the tops picking out ones that I think are pretty and I try to relax as I see the price tag and Kayla tells me once again not to worry about the price but I can't help but to notice the shirts and pants cost well over $50 each. That's about $100 an outfit which I find to be ridiculously expensive. Kayla keeps giving me tops to try on and fancy designer jeans to try on. I have to admit they look good on me and I haven't exactly worn something as nice as these clothes in years unless they were donated to a shelter I was staying in but that didn't happen often. Once I chose the jeans and shirts I wanted we moved onto dresses and skirts. I'm not one to like to wear dresses or skirts but if I want to look business appropriate I have to pick up some business friendly dresses, skirts and suits. We follow my choosing by trying on. Kayla encourages me by telling me how beautiful I look and I find it hard to believe. I haven't been beautiful in years. I only chose a couple dresses that I liked and a few skirts but a lot more business suits to wear. The next place on our agenda was to get shoes. I have to admit I used to be a shoe fanatic so shoe shopping was easier for me than clothes because I wanted almost every pair of heels I could see, almost every pair of UGG boots that I saw and sneakers as well. I narrowed it down to two pairs of each and I still felt bad for using Dean's money like this. I promised myself once I was back on my feet I would pay him back for his gratitude.
Dean's Point of View:
"So let me get this straight," says my best friend Roman as he and our other best friend Seth are shooting hoops at the club we belong to. "You moved a homeless girl into your penthouse and you don't even know her?"
"Yes," I say taking a shot. "I thought it was the right thing to do. She needs my help."
"It was a stupid thing to do," says Roman. "You don't know that girl what if she is a murderer?"
"I'm sure my guards will protect me," I say, "besides I don't think she's a murderer."
"You don't think? So you don't know?" he asks.
"I mean I don't know but if she was a murderer she would be more I don't know the word I am looking for."
"Dean, that was a dumb idea," says Seth, "Roman is right. You don't know this girl. And you met her in a homeless shelter last week and this week you moved her into your home? That's a bit crazy."
"There's just something about her that makes me want to help her. I never felt this way about anyone. I have helped a lot of people but Journey is different. There's just something about her."
"You weren't thinking logically," says Roman. "I think it was a stupid move."
"I was thinking."
"Not with the right part of your body," Seth states. "It happens to all of us."
"It's not even like that, I can't describe. There was just something about her calling me and pushing me to help her. I had to help her out. She's different. She's really intelligent. She's had a tough life."
"So you don't think she's hot?" asks Roman. "I saw her last week at the shelter. I think she's hot."
"I'm not saying she's unattractive but I don't see her that way. I see her as a friend that I want to help."
"A friend?" asks Seth, "we're your friends she's a stranger that you met in a shelter that you moved into your home until she can get on her feet again. That's insane."
"It's insane to help someone in need? You two know me better than anyone and you know how important it is for me to give back and help anyone that I can. If I have to move Journey into my penthouse to do so then I will do it. She deserves a chance."
"She could have had a chance in a shelter," says Roman. "I'm all for helping people and it's great that you give back but you don't even know Journey. How do you know if that's even her real name or that the story she gave you is true? You don't know that do you?"
"I guess you're right I don't know that but I trust her."
"How can you trust someone you don't even know?" asks Seth. "It was a risky move, Dean. That's all we're saying."
"I don't know there's just something about her I trust."
"What if you go to work one day and you come home and your penthouse is cleaned out? Or she steals your credit cards?"
"Considering I live in one of the most secure buildings in New York City and I have security cameras inside and outside of my apartment I think I will be fine as for my credit cards I check them constantly and check my bank account constantly if anyone takes my credit cards they will be stopped before they can even use them. I have it set that someone needs to check ID."
"It was stupid," says Roman. "I understand why you want to help her but do you think moving her in with you was a good idea? You're one of the most famous business men in the world and you have some homeless girl living with you. If you want to help someone bring home a stray dog don't bring home a homeless girl that you don't even know."
"That's a harsh thing to say, Roman. Don't you think? You don't even know Journey."
"And neither do you," he says. "I speak the truth. It was a stupid idea to bring someone you don't even know into your private home. What if she's desperate for money and starts selling your stuff on Ebay? Do you know how much money she could get for selling your personal belongings? And when the paparazzi finds out about Journey living with you she's going to become famous too and then they are going to want to interview her. They are going to want the details of your personal life. I know how much you enjoy your privacy. What if she sells your private life to a tabloid?"
"I will have her sign a Non-Disclosure. Why are you so against this?"
"Because it isn't the wisest choice," says Roman.
"And you want to move her kid into your house too? What is wrong with you?"
"Nothing," I answer, "I just want to help her get her daughter back. Her background is pretty similar to mine. She deserves me to help her."
"Helping is one thing but moving her and her daughter into your home is not a good idea," says Roman. "Are you sure you're not trying to sleep with her?"
"I told you it's not like that. I strictly invited her into my house so that I could help her there were no romantic feelings involved," I say.
"So you wouldn't mind if I took her out?" asks Roman.
"Leave her alone," I say. "The last thing she needs is YOU corrupting her."
"I'm sure she's been corrupted plenty of times," he laughs. "Come on if you're not interested let me take her out."
"Why? She's just a poor homeless girl remember?" I ask.
"She's not homeless anymore," he says. "So can I?"
"No," I say, "leave Journey alone."
"So what are you going to do with her?" asks Seth. "How can you get her a job if she's not fully educated where she should be?"
"Journey and I will be discussing her future when she comes home tonight from shopping."
"Shopping?" asks Roman. "She's shopping?"
"I sent Kayla out with her to take her shopping for some clothes and some evening gowns," I say, "I would like to take her to some events with me."
"Events?" asks Roman. "You usually attend those alone don't' you? You want to take someone as unpolished as Journey to an event?" He laughs. "Now you're getting more ridiculous."
"You're being rude," I say. "First you ask to take her out and now you're talking about how unpolished she is. Why would you be interested in taking out an unpolished girl? I'm sure your parents wouldn't approve of your choice."
He laughs and says, "I didn't say I wanted to actually take her out. Maybe to my bedroom but that's probably the extent of it. And besides you can't tell me she's polished not where she comes from."
"I came from the same place as her," I remind him. "In case you're forgetting I came from nothing and built this empire and it would be best if you stayed away from Journey."
"Doesn't mean she'll stay away from me," he says with a smirk. "What girl doesn't want me? And besides you're one of us now you don't hang out with people like her, Dean."
"You're an asshole sometimes it makes me sick," I say. "This is the problem with the world today. Everyone wants to help and change the world but no one is willing to do the work. You see a poor girl living in a shelter. You think she deserves the life she has but you want to help her you want to help the homeless yet you don't want to go beyond that shelter. Blessed are those that help others, Roman. I don't care if you like that I moved Journey into my penthouse or not. I did it because she deserves a chance. She deserves another shot at life. She had a rough life and she fell because of it. I will do what I can to make sure she is back up on her feet. Don't tear her down, Roman. Don't do it."
"We're just looking out for you," says Seth. "You don't know her."
"I will get to know her. I trust her. You can look out for me without being an asshole," I say. "Roman is an asshole."
"I am not," he says smugly. "I'm just honest and if being honest makes me an asshole so be it so can I take her out?"
"No," I say, "you can't. You can stay far away from her," I suggest.
"Okay," he says putting his hands up in the air.
"I mean it."
"Okay," he says but for some odd reason I don't truly believe him. Roman is my best friend but I know him well and I know how he views women and how he treats them. They are nothing but a pawn in his life. I won't let him destroy Journey like he has so many women in his past not when she has a fighting chance of being more and doing something with her life. I don't know why I care so much or why I want to help her so much but it's something I feel I need to do. It's something I want to do and I don't care what Seth or Roman think of my choice. I had someone there for me to help me get where I am and it is time for me to return the favor and help someone like somebody helped me.
*A/N: What do you think of Dean giving Journey the money to go out and shop for clothes? What do you think of Journey's humbleness? Why do you think Dean is all about helping Journey? What called him to help her? What do you think of Roman and Seth telling Dean how wrong he is do you agree with them? Can Dean trust Journey? What do you think of Dean getting defensive when Roman asked to take Journey out? Do you think Roman will stay away like he was asked? Please review and thank-you for reading.