Chapter 5

It was WrestleMania week. Emilia had no time to waste and think about what happened on the night she agreed to go out with Dean.

She was always at MetLife Stadium, overseeing the preparations that were being made for the show with the head of the production team. They were checking everything – from equipment to props – twice or thrice every two hours and it made Emilia feel so exhausted, like all the energy in her body has been sucked out.

It was a Wednesday afternoon and Emilia was drinking a grande hot black coffee that Josh had gotten for her when he went to Starbucks. She and Josh were sitting on steel chairs that were placed near the ring, watching their co-workers move and place stuff around the ring.

"You still don't remember anything?" Josh asked Emilia before taking a long sip from his grande caramel frappuccino.

Emilia shook her head. "Nothing. Can we not talk about it?"

"Refusing to talk about it won't help you at all, pretty baby." Josh told her. He took her hand, squeezed it and let it go. "Think hard."

Emilia closed her eyes. For a few seconds all she saw was black, but then she saw a tray full of tequila shots and she drunk one shot. She slightly jumped in her chair, almost spilling her coffee. She opened her eyes and looked at Josh. "I got something. We had a tray full of tequila shots and I took one."

"Then?" Josh raised an eyebrow at her and waited for what she has to say next.

Emilia sighed. "That's all I can remember right now."

Josh nodded. "I see. Well, whatever drug Dean used on you, it's pretty damn strong."

Emilia nodded. They drank their beverage in silence and when they were done, they went back to work immediately.

Emilia had a long day and she just wanted to go to sleep. Ever since WrestleMania week started, she had been losing a lot of sleep. If she knew it would happen, she would've gotten a lot of sleep a week or two ago.

Emilia was standing on the sidewalk, waiting for a cab since she couldn't use her and Josh's rental car because Josh had to stay for a little longer. She didn't want to wait for him so she decided to take a cab. As she waited for a cab to come, she felt her phone vibrating in her bag. She unzipped her brown leather tote and took her phone out – John was calling her. A smile appeared on her face when she saw his name on her phone's screen.

"Hey John." Emilia greeted him, trying to sound as cheerful as she can.

"Hi Emilia." John greeted her. He sounded tired and he didn't try to hide it, unlike her. "Are you doing anything tonight?"

"Not really, why?" Emilia asked him and hoped she really had nothing to do tonight. Everything she needed to do today has already been done.

"I'm on my way to the hotel. I just got back from a meet and greet. I'm starving and I wanted to have dinner with you." John said a little too quickly. Emilia almost didn't understand him.

Emilia smiled. "I'm on my way to the hotel too, and I'm really hungry. Let's meet at the hotel lobby."

"Okay. I'll see you soon."

When John hung up, a cab stopped in front of her. Emilia opened the door of the backseat and stepped inside the vehicle. She told the driver to take her to the hotel and paid him in advance. She crossed her fingers and wished that there was no traffic tonight.

"Hey, so good to see you!"

John told Emilia as he gave her a friendly hug. The hug was able to take some of Emilia's stress away. Emilia smiled brightly at him.

"So, are you ready to eat? Because I am." She chuckled and so did John.

"Oh, I'm always ready for anything." He winked at her and she blushed.

John and Emilia walked together to the hotel's restaurant. Their arms brushed against each other a few times, causing the tiny hairs on Emilia's arm to stand up. When they entered the restaurant, the buffet table was already filled with various dishes. John asked for a table for two and the waiter led them to a table beside a glass waterfall in the middle of the room. John pulled out the chair for Emilia and gently pushed the chair forward when she sat on it. John sat on the chair in front of Emilia and talked to her more. He asked her about her day and she returned his question to him. A few minutes later their appetizer arrived and the waiter filled up their empty glasses with cold water.

This is more of a date than just dinner with a friend, Emilia thought to herself. John was just a friend of hers. She didn't want to think of this as something more. She liked John and what they have, whatever it is.

It was already eight in the evening when John and Emilia finished having dinner together. Both of them felt full and satisfied. They parted ways outside of the restaurant. Before leaving, John gave Emilia another friendly hug and Emilia hugged him back. She watched him go until she could no longer see him.

Emilia walked towards the empty elevator and got inside. She pressed the number of the floor where her and Josh's hotel room was on and waited for the doors of the elevator to close. But Dean prevented the doors from closing by parting them with his hands. He stepped inside the elevator and stood in front of Emilia, effectively blocking her only escape. She was about to scream but the elevator doors had already closed.

"Dean, what are you doing?" Emilia asked Dean as casually as she could. She didn't want Dean to think that he had an effect on her.

"What were you doing with John Cena?" Dean asked, his voice low and haunting. A cold sensation tickled Emilia's spine.

"Are you stalking me?" She laughed humorlessly. Her laugh didn't sound right.

"I call it observing. So, why were you with him?" Dean said as he took a step towards her.

Emilia took a step back but Dean just took another step towards her. Suddenly she felt the cold metal wall of the elevator and the steel bar pressing on her aching back. Dean's face was so close to hers that she could feel his hot cigarette-scented breath on her face. "John and I are friends and we had dinner together. Why, do have a problem with that?"

"Yeah, I do. I don't like him and him being with you only gave me another reason to despise him." Dean told her harshly.

"Can you just leave me alone, Dean?" Emilia said, dropping her brave act.

Dean grabbed a strand of her hair and rubbed it between his fingers. Emilia cringed. "I can't do that, Emilia."

Emilia slapped Dean's hand away from her hair. Dean took her hand and filled the spaces of her hand with his fingers. Her attempt at letting his hand go failed. "Can a restraining order make you do that?"

"Is that a threat?" Dean chuckled darkly. "It can't. If you put a restraining order on me, you won't find out what happened on the night that I asked you out. Don't you want to know what happened?"

Emilia wanted to know what happened; she was actually dying to know. Dean was right – if she puts a restraining order on him, she won't find out what happened that night. Dean was a smart man and she couldn't deny that fact. She could leave it alone and pretend that night never happened, but what if Dean took her virginity and did more than that?

"Okay, I won't put a restraining order on you. But please, tell me what happened?" Emilia begged. Tears were threatening to spill out of her eyes.

"Since you said please, I'm going to tell you – no, I'm going to show you." Dean said with a sly smirk and pressed the first button he felt on his fingertips.

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor and Dean let go of Emilia's hand. He stepped out and stood in the hallway, watching Emilia. Emilia was only able to breathe properly when the elevator doors closed. Emilia was left alone in the elevator, thinking about what Dean said. And then she came up with something: Dean had sex with her and he has it on video.

Emilia screamed and punched the wall. When she got to the floor of her and Josh's hotel room, she stepped out of the elevator crying. The elderly couple who were getting on the elevator was worried about her.

When Josh arrived at his and Emilia's hotel room, he found Emilia sitting in front of her bed, her cheeks stained with tears and the knuckles of her left hand were bruised. Josh knelt in front of her.

"Jesus Chris! What happened, Emilia?" Josh said as he stared at her. He took her face and wiped her tears away using his thumbs.

Emilia sniffed. "Dean Ambrose. He raped me."

"Wait, what?" Josh asked her. He suddenly felt confused and mad.

"He said he'll show me what happened on the night we went out," More tears came out of Emilia's eyes. "He has it on video, what he did to me!"

Emilia cried hard and buried her head in Josh's chest. Josh hugged Emilia and started stroking her back softly. He sighed and cooed. He told her over and over to calm down and everything will be alright. Emilia didn't feel any better, despite Josh's attempt at cheering her up.

"Are you seriously going to leak that video, Dean?"

Seth asked Dean, who was busy watching a video himself having sex with a woman who looked like Emilia on his laptop. Seth and Roman looked at each other and then they looked down. Seth sighed while Roman shook his head.

"Everyone in the locker room needs to know that she's mine," Dean said firmly. "Especially John Cena."

Seth and Roman didn't know what to say. Dean felt pleased with himself and a smirk appeared on his face.

Author's note: WrestleMania 29 was awesome! To me, the best match of the night was CM Punk versus The Undertaker. I'm so happy that The Shield won and two of its members got their shirts taken off, hahaha! And asdfghjkl, Dolph Ziggler is now the World Heavyweight Champion, yes! Anyway, thank you so much for your reviews, favorites, and follows. If you have any questions and/or suggestions, please don't hesitate to message me. - C x