"Hunter! Come out here!" Seth yelled.
"And bring that little bitch too," Dean added.
"This is not good, Tom. The Shield is so angry with what went down yesterday. I hope that Triple H thought this through because he can't go back now on what he did," JBL said.
"What he did? What about what Angela did? She did the worst possible thing," Tom said.
"Yeah, you're right. I can't imagine what Dean must be feeling right now," JBL said.
It's time to play the game...
Triple H, Randy, Batista and Angela came out. They stopped on the top of the ramp.
"Are you gonna come down here and face us like men? Or are you just gonna stand up there like the bunch of cowards we all know you are?" Roman asked.
"Roman Roman Roman, big dog, show us your muscles. Uh yeah, so strong. Down, boy! We'll fight you eventually but it's gonna be on our terms," Triple H said.
"Fuck this shit! I'm coming up there!" Dean growled and took a step forward, only to be stopped by Roman's hand on his arm.
Triple H grabbed Angela's arm and took a step forward, forcing her to follow suit.
"Is this the one you want, Dean?" He taunted.
"Want? Yeah, I want her but not in the way you think. I wanna hurt her real bad," Dean answered.
"Aw, did she break your heart?" Randy mocked.
Dean took a long look at Angela before raising the microphone to his lips again. He never broke eye contact with her as he spoke.
"You know, Angela, there's a word for women like you. You're not an angel nor a devil. You were on Triple H's payroll this entire time. He paid you to fuck me. That makes you nothing but a common whore," he said.
His words hurt. She had been trying to hold it together but she felt the tears pressing in her eyes. She wanted to get away from the situation. She tried to take a step backwards but Triple H kept his firm grip on her arm, keeping her next to him.
Dean raised his hand and drummed his fingers on his collarbone, thinking about what to say or do. He turned his head and looked at Seth and Roman. They both nodded in return. As on cue all three men dropped their microphones and jumped out of the ring. As they started to run up the ramp, Evolution and Angela turned around quickly and sprinted out of the place.
The Shield stopped the moment they entered the hallway. No one was there. The entire place seemed abandoned. Normally some people would be there but literally no one was there.
"I don't like where this is going," Roman said.
"Let's just get out of here fast and regroup," Seth said.
They huried down the hallway to the outside and stormed to their car.
"Alright, everyone in their cars and follow us," Triple H barked as soon as he saw The Shield take off.
"Where are we going?" Angela asked.
"We're going to give them a surprise at their house. They think they're dealing with Evolution alone but everyone here will be coming along," he said as he gestured his hand out towards the many men that were making their way outside.
She rolled her eyes but didn't say a word. How could Triple H actually be so stupid to think The Shield would just wait around by their house when they knew just as well as him that he knew the location of it? She always suspected they had several houses that she didn't know of but she hadn't asked them about it. Some things she simply refused to help Triple H with as long as he wasn't demanding it directly.
She followed the men inside. Of course there was no sight of The Shield but it was clear they had left in a hurry. Some things had been turned around and knowing how both Roman and Seth liked the place in order, she knew they had left it quickly yesterday after her betrayal. She tried to make herself as unseen as possible as she quietly made her way to Dean's room. She looked at the bed. That warm bed where they had spent all those nights together. She got chills as she thought about how he usually touched her. She shook her head and went to the table. She needed something, anything at all, to keep the memory alive. She noticed his dog tag on the table. She quickly looked around before grabbing it. She put it around her neck and stuffed it inside her shirt.
"Tear this place apart!" Triple H yelled from the livingroom.
She hurried out of Dean's room and back into the livingroom as if she had been there the whole time. Triple H turned around and looked at her.
"You! Go outside and wait by the car while the men work!" He barked.
She was more than happy to. She didn't wanna be a part of trashing the house. She had felt welcome in this house, she had felt safe in this house, she had felt wanted in this house. She walked over to the car, placed her hands on the roof of it and leaned forward a bit while looking down at her feet.
"Get into their life, Angela. Find out where they live, Angela. I promise you'll be free after that, Angela," she said in a mocking voice, trying to sound as Triple H.
"Free? Ha!" She said in her own voice. "That asshole's never gonna cut you free."
She raised her head and looked over the top of the car. How many times hadn't she dreamed about just running into the darkness and disappear? Far away from Triple H, far away from everything. She let out a silent scream as a hand went over her mouth and an arm around her waist. She was yanked away from the car. She knew right away whose arm it was but that didn't stop her from trying to fight her way out of it. It was pointless though and soon after she was forced into the backseat of a car. Dean followed after and shut the door.
"Go, go, go!" Seth yelled and Roman stepped on the gas.
"Miss me, angel face?" Dean asked while he gave her a cold stare.