"Hey...Hey shitface. You gonna wake up or what?" The harsh words were coupled with gentle touches to my cheek. Slowly I opened one eye and looked up at Dean.
"Ughhhhh...what time is it?" I pulled my forearm over my eyes to block out the small stream of light from the gap in the curtains. Dean hovered above me and smiled.
"It's like noon. Your phone went off like twenty times. I didn't know if I should tell Roman or Seth that you were with me last night." He got a little quiet and avoided looking at me. He was like a sad puppy with those big ol' eyes. He knew that I felt guilty about what had happened but also confused about my feelings for him. I wasn't exactly his yet and I wasn't sure if I would ever be. I did my best to comfort him. I didn't like hurting any of my boys.
I pushed back his hair and pulled him close to my chest. "I told them I was going to drink with you. They know where I'm at. And before you ask, I remember...mostly everything that happened yesterday."
"Oh yeah? Do you remember how you felt last night when I was inside you?" His raspy voice was against my ear and making me squirm beneath him.
"Warm...Complete almost. It was amazing but I'm sure i'm going to need a sober reminder sometime in the near future." I smirked and bit at his shoulder making an identical mark on his right side.
A deep groan escaped his lips. "Fuck yeah. I'll remind you right now baby."
"Hahahaha. Dean. My Head is spinning. Keep that morning wood to yourself for now. I need to shower."
"I mean, I can help you with that. Wouldn't want you falling in the shower, you know."
I rolled my eyes and slowly sat up. "Uh-huh. I'm sure thats exactly what your intentions are. But i will let you help me. Let's go Jonny boy."
"Stop fidgeting." Gwen commanded me as I smoothed the back of my gown down for the umpteenth time. I stared at myself in the mirror examining my done up face and hair. Smoky eyes and burgundy lips to match my hip hugging gown. Though it was still chilly outside I chose a kneelength dress and some nice pumps to go along with it. The simpler the better that's what I always say. Gwen was the opposite. She was wearing a light blue dress with a high collar and a large cut out over her chest. The pleated skirt swished around every time she walked. It looked like an adorable little prom dress but for adults. It was great and she loved feeling super feminine in it. The pastel blue suited her and she couldn't help but force the skirt to swirl around her.
"I know, I know." I finally responded. But i continued to fidget and hiked up my sweetheart neckline once again. no amount of double sided tape was holding these suckers completely in place and I'm pretty sure I used the whole roll. "I can't help it. It's...a red carpet. it's really not my thing."
"Well at least Dean, Roman, or Seth didn't leave any marks on your neck this time so you could actually wear a nice dress. By the way, when exactly are you going to tell Roman and Seth about Dean?"
I sighed. It had been two weeks since Dean and I's little escapade. We hadn't really had sex since then but we kept sneaking away like teenagers to kiss or cuddle for a bit. Roman was busy training for his title match and Seth was of course following close behind. I only got a few hours with them a day to relax, or give them massages, ice their muscles, or sneak a few kisses for myself. I understood though. Gwen and i were working just as hard trying to plan out a great match.
"Definitely after Wrestlemania. I have to. It has to happen. And I don't think I'll be ready for them to possibly break up with me but I know I have Dean on my side. he promised to help pick up the pieces if there were any to pick up. I'm still worried out of my mind."
"You should be. Not going to lie. It's a big thing to add yet another person to your already complicated relationship." Gwen said.
"Oh god. Please don't bring me down now, Gwen. I know what I have to do, I know what i gotta say. I know shit's gonna hit the fan but for today and tomorrow I want it to be perfect. If anything happens I want one good last memory of all of us. I want Roman with his win, Seth with his briefcase and me with my victory."
"Your victory! Hah! You must be joking. You will not win. I've got lots of things planned for you. It will not be easy."
"Never said it would be, Gwen. Alright. Let's go get the boys. Are you meeting Fandango? Or what's his name? Curt? That's such a dumb name." I teased.
"Hush, your mouth. You get three sexy men to follow after you like goddess, can't I have one, you greedy bitch?" She landed a hard slap on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry they want all of this!" I made a show of rolling my body in a sensual manner. I stepped back and almost tripped in my heels but someone caught me. I looked up and saw Seth behind me, hovering above my head. "Hey, there baby. You look sexy."
"Need to talk to you. Let's go." was all he said.
Gwen and I exchanged looks of concern before Seth managed to drag me away. I stumbled along behind him, my heels clacking quickly on the hard floor.
"Seth, what's wrong? What's going on? Why are you so-"
Seth pulled us into one of the dressing rooms that weren't occupied and closed the door. My back was against it in an instant and he was only a few centimeters away from me. He had pinned my hands by my side so I couldn't even think about escaping his grasp.
"What?! Spit it out! You're freaking me out."
"How long have you been sleeping with Dean?"
Goddammit.
I sighed deeply. "It was only twice. Both of them were two weeks ago. I wasn't really expecting anything to come of it but it just...felt...right... I obviously was going to tell you and Roman but i wanted to wait until after Wrestlemania so we wouldn't have to take personal bull out to the ring."
"Is it because Roman and i have been so busy? Is that why you did it? Because we neglected you?" He asked, his brown eyes were still pinned on me keeping me in place.
"No. Not at all. We're all busy. That's not really an excuse for us. I didn't do it for spite, or for pleasure, or to screw anyone over. I'm happy with you and Rome, extremely so. It just so happens that I'm also happy with Dean. Look, it's a shitty situation, I know. I never wanted this. I mean hell, I was trying to set him up with Gwen for fuck's sake. But somehow...my heart just decided that it wanted Dean too." I said softly. I remained looking at Seth's face, holding his gaze so he knew that I was serious. "How did you find out?"
"Dean is my brother. I can read him like an open book. Roman picked up on it to. He was just...way to fucking happy." He pulled away finally, creating a giant gap between us. At least it felt like a giant gap. A gap that was suddenly filled with all kinds of despair and relentless feelings of dread. I wanted to collapse in front of him and I don't know, maybe tell him I was sorry. Was I sorry? I didn't exactly regret the things I did with Dean. they meant a lot to me and seeing Dean happy, knowing that I made him happy, made it all worth while.
Seth was pacing now, furiously power walking back and forth. I wanted to reach out for him to stop him and I still wasn't exactly sure what to say.
"Seth, talk to me. We've got to talk about this. I want to talk about this. I don't want you to bottle up your feelings and not have a good time tonight." I whispered.
"Why did you have to be with him to? Aren't I enough? Don't you know how much I love you, Leena?"
"Of course I fucking know how much you love me! DO you know how much I love YOU? I love you so fucking much Seth. You're an amazing person and boyfriend and I thought about how this would affect us. I'm worried about loosing you." I lunged myself forward and gripped his hand tightly. I wanted him to feel how serious I was about this.
"I"m the one that's worried about loosing you! Ever since day one I've been competing for your love, clawing and fighting my way to the top and now I feel like I've dropped down even further." Seth confessed.
"Sethie, baby, there isn't a hierarchal scale. No one is at the top or bottom. I try and divide my time between everyone as best as i can. I've spread myself thin but I don't care. I want to cater to each and every one of boys. And I...I ask a lot out of you and Roman. And I fuck up a lot of relationships. I feel so bad for messing up the thing you had with him, your brotherhood, your friendships. I try and compensate by giving myself to everyone. I didn't want anyone to be sad or upset because of me."
"Leena, that's life. You're gonna fuck shit up and you can't give everything to everyone. Nothing's going to be perfect." His hand slipped from mine and he pulled away. "I'm gonna head to the limo. I'll see you on the red carpet. You might want to talk to Roman since you're walking the carpet with him."
I bit my lip hard to try and push back the tears that had already started to form. My eyes stayed glued to the floor but I head the door open and closed, Seth's soft footsteps echoing in my entire body was shaking and I was on the verge of breaking. But I left the dressing room, trying to hold my head up until I saw that looming figure down the hall. My eyes met his and his legs carried him over in no time, an angry rush of black and beautiful lips curled into a snarl.
Here we go, part two.
Hey guys! I know it's been awhile I'm sorry. Also I'm sorry this is such a short poop little chapter. I hope you guys are still interested in the story and I'm providing enough drama for you. What do you think the boys are gonna do?!