Chapter 58

"Now Cina, before you go off the deep-end…"

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM, YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!" Jecina screamed at the top of her lungs, not caring who heard her or if she woke up the whole hotel. Shakily, she snatched the comforter off the bed, keeping her distance away from him and wrapped herself in it, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Cina, please…"

"GET THE FUCK OUT, AMBROSE! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS TO ME! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU PRETENDED TO BE JON JUST TO HAVE SEX WITH ME!" Jecina couldn't stop screaming, shaking her head repeatedly, not believing what just happened and gripped her hair between her fingers.

"You wanted me and you know deep down you KNEW who was really with you, Jecina." Dean growled, not appreciating how she was reacting after the glorious lovemaking they'd just had together.

Jecina balked at him, not believing the nonsense this asshole was spewing at her. He was actually trying to JUSTIFY what he did! "NO I FUCKING DIDN'T! I NEVER WANTED YOU! OH MY GOD, YOU'RE FUCKED IN THE HEAD AND YOU NEED SERIOUS HELP!" Through tears, Jecina watched him dress in his clothes and shakily touched her lips with her fingertips, the nausea bubbling up inside of her.

Now, Dean knew the risk he was taking coming here and going through with his plan, but he felt he had no other choice. Tricking her was the only way to prove to her how right they were for each other. Didn't she understand that? Didn't she see it? He'd give her sometime to get over the initial shock of screwing him instead of her precious Moxley and then realize what a better match than they were. Besides, how would she ever be able to be with Moxley again after WILLINGLY screwing him, even if she didn't know it wasn't him? Dean did not see them lasting after this and he felt giddy inside, feeling satisfied in the knowledge he had permanently destroyed Moxley and Jecina's relationship, for good.

There had been rumblings throughout the company about her giving Moxley another chance, something about waiting one month. He hadn't really paid attention to his gossiping Swiss friend and nodded to acknowledge him. Though, when he'd heard the part of her getting back together with Moxley and resuming their relationship, Dean knew he had to act fast. That was what brought him here tonight, sneaking into her hotel room and making her believe she was screwing Moxley, but it was really him. It was really the perfect execution and would be the final nail in their joke of a relationship.

Once he was fully dressed, Dean walked over to stand in front of her and blinked when she slapped the tastes out of his mouth. The force of the blow resonated throughout the room and left behind was a huge red handprint. "Okay, okay I see you need some time to think things over…and maybe I did deserve that for deceiving you…" He was man enough to admit his faults and held his hands up, backing away from her.

Jecina was SEETHING, her eyes nothing more than pools full of acid spitting venom at him. "There's nothing to fucking think over, you psychotic bastard! Stay the fuck away from me! I mean it, Ambrose, STAY. THE. FUCK. AWAY. FROM. ME!" She clutched the blanket to her body even tighter, trembling from head to toe and had to speak through teeth to get the words out.

"We'll see how you feel about that when my brother finds out you fucked me willingly again, now won't we?" Dean remarked coolly, an evil smirk curving his lips and he saw the harsh realization dawn on her face. "See you soon, Cina. I love you." Leaving was his best option right now before she called hotel security. He didn't need that kind of headache to deal with, especially since he currently represented one of the company's shows as their champion.

The SECOND the door closed behind him, Jecina flew into the bathroom and barely made it to the toilet, emptying the contents of her stomach. She cried harder than she ever had in her life, gripping it and vomited until there was nothing left in her system. Her crying turned to hyperventilation and she finally curled up in a tight ball on the bathroom floor, still naked, with just the comforter still wrapped around her body. Dean hadn't raped her, as much as she wanted to accuse him of that because it'd all been consensual. All of it. She had asked him to fuck her…as Jon. He'd done it, regardless of the name she called him and that made her nauseous all over again, beginning to dry heave.

What the HELL was she supposed to tell Jon? How was she supposed to explain this to him?! Would he even believe her after she'd given him so much hell about screwing Layla?! Jecina could only cry, knowing she was going to lose Jon over this and there was nothing she could do to fix or stop it. What was done was done. The damage had already happened and there was no changing it. This wasn't a dream like she'd thought and she hadn't questioned why Jon was here instead of on a plane headed for New Zealand. Part of her really wanted to believe he'd been romantic coming here, despite needing to be across the world, just to be with her, to reconcile.

"Fuck…" She whispered, pushing herself up off the bathroom floor after what seemed like hours and managed to make it to the sink, gripping it shakily.

The reflection staring back at her was unrecognizable. Her eyes were nothing more than swollen, red-rimmed with a hint of green from her eye color. Her hair was haphazard, hanging halfway out of the bun she'd had it in earlier that night, so it was all over the place. Opening the blanket slowly, Jecina saw the bite marks on her breasts and light scratch marks from Dean's facial hair. That should've been another red flag!

Jon NEVER went anywhere without being clean shaven and had to do it on a daily basis due to how fast his body hair grew. Why hadn't she questioned that? Again, she thought he was scruffy due to the turmoil their relationship was in. Unable to look herself in the mirror anymore, Jecina walked out of the bathroom, took one look at the bed and immediately moved away from it. Instead, she picked up the phone and dialed the only person she could rely on, swallowing hard when she heard the sleepy voice on the other end.

"Hello?"

"Gabriella…"

Gabriella was up instantly, sitting upright in bed and could hear the shakiness of Jecina's voice. "Jeci, are you okay? What's wrong?"

Jecina immediately broke down, dropping to her knees and couldn't speak, her crying a clear message to Gabriella she had to get to her room immediately.

Shock.

That was only word to describe how Gabriella felt at the moment while she stared at a dressed Jecina, covering her mouth with her hand. What the HELL was wrong with Ambrose?! What could've snapped inside of a man to do something like this to the woman he supposedly loved? All she could do was sit there, holding onto Jecina's hands and felt how badly the woman trembled from this horrid ordeal.

"What am I gonna do, Gabi?" Jecina whimpered out, fresh tears already sliding down her cheeks. "H-How am I supposed to tell Jon something like this? W-What if he doesn't believe me? I'm gonna lose him now…"

Gabriella frowned, honestly not knowing what to say and wished Lilianna was here. She would know exactly what to say to make everything better. The woman had a superpower about her whereas Gabriella was at a complete loss right now. Lying and saying what Jecina wanted to hear wasn't an option. She had learned from her experience with Baron, and keeping her feelings from him, honesty was the best and only way, even if it was sometimes brutal.

"You tell him what happened. You explain everything, down to the last detail, no matter how hard it is. You tell him everything, Jecina. This is something Lilianna can't do for you this time. It has to be from YOU, do you understand that?" Gabriella wanted to make it clear to her, if there was any hope at all of saving this managed relationship, she had to be honest with her man.

"And if he doesn't believe me?"

"Unfortunately, that's the risk you have to take. If he doesn't believe you, he's stupid and ridiculous, but it will be ultimately his decision. And I know he's overseas right now, so you should wait until the Raw brand is back and go see him in person. This is not something you should talk about over the phone." Gabriella chewed her bottom lip, taking another deep breath and suddenly, the light bulb flashed in her head. "Also, there's one more person you need to tell about this. And it needs to be done now."

Now Jecina was confused. "Lilianna is…"

Gabriella shook her head, holding her hand up. "I'm not talking about Lilianna. I'm talking about Shane McMahon. You need to report this incident to him because, to me, Dean DID rape you. Even though you consented sex with him, you thought it was Jon. He tricked you into thinking otherwise, he deceived you, so therefore, in my eyes, that's rape."

"But I consented to it…I begged him to fuck me…"

"As Jon." Gabriella pointed out, squeezing her friend's hand. "He deceived you. He made you believe it was Jon you were having sex with. That's still considered rape because he deceived you."

That did not make Jecina feel any better. She trembled further with the knowledge, the horrible realization, of what actually happened with Dean. He had raped her. Even though she'd consented to sex and begged him to screw her, it was done all under false pretenses. She fully believed it was Jon she was with, not Dean or she would've never done it in the first place, no matter how tired she was.

"I-I can't believe this is happening to me…" Jecina's voice cracked and she jumped when her cell phone buzzed in her hand, knowing it was a text message from Jon. Closing her eyes, she opened it to read the message and waterworks started up again.

Made it here in one piece. Missing you already, precious. I'll contact you soon once I get a free minute. I love you.

"Pull yourself together and call Shane. You need to report this because he might try to do this again, Jecina." Gabriella was serious, her eyes mirroring it and would go with her, if Stephanie couldn't come here. "Also, did you touch the bedding at all?" They were currently sitting on the floor because Jecina refused to sit on the bed or anywhere near it.

"No…"

"Good, that's evidence because I'm sure Stephanie will call the police about this."

"Unless it's swept under the rug. He IS their champion right now, as far as Smackdown! Live goes…" That was a fact that couldn't be disputed.

Gabriella had spent a great deal of time with Shane and he respected women's rights, so she was confident he would help them with this. "If he doesn't, we'll go to Stephanie and Hunter. Let's try Shane first though. I'll go with you, if you want."

Blowing out a shaky breath, Jecina nodded and made the call to Shane McMahon, beginning to cry as soon as he asked her what was wrong.

Gabriella took the phone from her, clearing her throat. "Shane, it's Gabriella. We really need your help. Something happened to Jecina tonight…and Dean Ambrose is responsible."

Shane was WAY out of his league and depth here while listening to Jecina's story regarding Dean Ambrose, trying to wrap his mind around it. He didn't know what to think or how to respond, though he was relieved Gabriella had come with her. Silence stretched between them for a few minutes while Shane pondered over this, his feelings for Gabriella still strong as ever. However, he respected her decision and choice to be with Baron Corbin and would not stand in the way of their happiness. A beautiful woman deserved to be with the man she loved, after all.

"I really don't want to involve the cops in this, but I have another solution in mind to solve this matter. I think my sister will help me out with this, even though we haven't always seen eye-to-eye and our father will have to get over it." Shane took a sip of his morning coffee, not expecting these two to visit him at such an early hour, but he also wouldn't turn anyone away needing help.

"Unless it's Jon coming over to Smackdown! Live permanently to protect me from that piece of shit, I'm not interested, Shane. No offense, but I can't be sure he won't do this again since they're twins." Jecina shuddered, wrapping her arms around herself tightly.

Gabriella raised a brow at the smile suddenly stretching across Shane's lips and felt her eyes widen. "That's what you want to do, isn't it? You want Jon to come over here and send Dean to Raw, away from Jecina."

"The only reason we chose Dean as our first draft pick was because of the title. Vince had already told us he was having a brand new Raw title created, which we now know as the Universal championship. And we didn't want the brothers on both shows together, because of their animosity and friction." Shane explained, seeing Jecina was barely containing her anger and could understand why she was upset. "I'm sorry, but business is business. However, I didn't anticipate Ambrose being a rapist either. So, let me call my sister and we'll get this squared away. I'm sure she won't mind swapping Jon Moxley for Dean Ambrose, though we'll have to take the title off him first." How would they do that in such a short amount of time?

"Summerslam." Gabriella suggested, watching Shane's brow rise almost to his hairline and smiled, shrugging. "Have Jon destroy Dolph Ziggler, who no offense doesn't deserve this title shot to begin with, at least in my opinion, and take Dolph's place in the title match against Dean. And have him defeat him."

Shane had to admit, the fiery redhead had a brain on her – beauty and brains. Baron really was a very lucky man and he found himself grinning, really liking that idea. "Jon Moxley – Smackdown! Live's new World Heavyweight champion." He said it with thought, nodding at how great that sounded and easy it rolled off the tongue. "I like it. And not just because we used to fuck, but I actually do like it and it's the perfect opportunity to swap Jon for Dean with Stephanie. After I tell her what happened to her, Jecina, I'm sure she'll play ball with me."

"So…this is actually going to happen? Come Summerslam, Jon will be permanently on Smackdown! Live and be the new champion and Dean will be far away on Raw?" If not, Jecina had planned on quitting her job because she refused to go through a horrible ordeal like this again at the hands of Dean or anyone else.

"Leave it to me. I'm a good negotiator with my sister." Shane winked, sounding confident and finished his coffee before they all rose from their seats. "However, she might want to call and talk to you about what happened, just to make sure I'm not blowing smoke up her ass. So you might have to rehash with her what happened with Dean."

"Okay. Shane, thank you." Jecina extended her hand, fighting the urge to instantly pull away when he took it to shake it. "I know this is an unorthodox way to do things, but…I really appreciate it. And as long as Jon can be on the same show as me, I won't involve the cops in this ordeal. But I do want it reported within the company, just so the higher-ups are aware of what kind of man Ambrose is going forward. I don't want this happening to any of the other women in WWE."

Shane nodded in understanding, squeezing her hand to let her know everything would be all right. "For now, would you mind bunking with someone until Summerslam? Just for safety precautions."

"She can bunk with me and Baron." Gabriella wrapped an arm around Jecina's shoulders in reassurance and rubbed her arm. "He won't have a problem with it."

Nodding, Jecina turned to leave and then stopped, her eyes moving back to Shane. "One last favor, Shane." She wanted for him to tell her to continue. "I'm going to tell Jon what happened with Dean. Please leave that part of it out when you tell him he's coming over to Smackdown! Live."

"You got it. I'll let Stephanie know too."

Gabriella and Jecina walked out of Shane's suite and went directly to Jecina's to pack her belongings up, before moving her to their room, until it was time to leave for the airport.