Chapter 6

Emilia hasn't seen or heard from Dean for two days. His sudden disappearance slightly bothered her. She was so glad that he wasn't stalking her anymore, but there was a heavy feeling in the bottom of her stomach, like she swallowed an anchor and it was weighing her down.

Emilia was a terrified mouse and Dean was a vicious snake – he's just waiting for the right time to strike and devour her.

It was Friday and WrestleMania 29 was in two days. Everything was set for the big night - from the ring to the fireworks - which thrilled Vince McMahon, who was in the venue a few hours ago. He took a picture of the ring and posted it on Twitter, teasing his followers. The production team was in the building, making sure everything was perfect and some wrestlers were in the building with them, exploring the place and doing things. Emilia was fixing the wires at the side of the ring, making sure no one would trip over them when she felt a presence standing behind her. She stood straight and turned around. She saw CM Punk, the Best in The World and former WWE Champion, standing just a few feet away from her, his lip ring and bald head shining under the bright lights. His tattooed arms were crossed and he had a playful smirk on his lips. Emilia pulled her black polo shirt down and wiped her forehead.

"CM Punk. Is there anything I could do for you?" Emilia asked, biting her lower lip as she shoved her hands in the back pockets of her skinny jeans.

Punk shook his head. "Nope. I just wanted to say that I like the way you scream and the way you ride a man. You know, for a virgin, you seem good in bed."

Emilia froze. She blinked for a few times. "Wha-what are you talking about?"

Punk took a step towards her. Emilia would've moved backward if she could, but her feet were stuck on the floor. Punk stroked her cheek with his right knuckles and he saw her shudder. "Don't pretend that you don't know – you know exactly I'm talking about, Emilia."

Punk smiled at her before walking away, leaving her there by herself. Emilia looked down and started tapping her right foot. A few minutes later she realized why she hasn't seen or heard from Dean for two days - he was busy showing everyone what he did to her.

"Hey guys, have any of you seen Emilia?"

Josh asked his co-workers. They all said no at the same time but one man said that he saw her going to the backstage area five minutes ago. Josh thanked the man and ran to the backstage area.

Josh heard a woman screaming when he entered the backstage area - it wasn't just any woman, it was Emilia. He rushed to where her screams were coming from and it brought him to the men's locker room. The door was wide open so he walked in the room. When he was in the locker room, he saw that most of the wrestlers were looking at the scene in front of them, looking shocked - Emilia's pretty face was as red as a ripe tomato and she was kicking and screaming. Dean was standing in front of her and he had three short straight cuts on his left cheek and blood was oozing out of them and dripping down his face. Seth and Roman were holding Emilia back from Dean, to prevent her from doing more damage to him. When Emilia saw Josh, she shook Seth and Roman's hands off her and ran to him. Josh hugged her and took her arm, dragging her out of the men's locker room before she launches herself at Dean.

Josh had been friends with Emilia only for a few weeks but he feels like he's known her all his life. Being an only child, Josh had always longed for a sibling and when he met Emilia, she became his baby sister. He always saw a smile on Emilia's face, but right now, she wasn't smiling; she was fuming with rage. Whatever Dean and the rest of The Shield did, it surely pissed her off. Josh didn't want to make her angry - ever. She's scary when she's angry and the cuts on Dean's cheek proved it.

"Emilia, what happened back there?" Josh asked Emilia when they were no longer near the locker room. He put a hand on her shoulders.

"Fucking Dean Ambrose leaked our fucking sex video," Emilia replied, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "I'm ruined and I'll lose my job for sure."

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry Emilia." Josh was about to hug Emilia but Emilia pushed him away and turned around.

"Nothing happened. Let's just go back to work."

Josh didn't protest; if he did, Emilia would only become more furious and he might get scratched on the face too. He followed Emilia silently as she went out of the curtain and back to where the ring was.

Emilia felt empty, worthless, and used. As she stood on the sidewalk on a cold dark windy night, she was silently asking the strong wind to blow her away to some place peaceful or to a foreign land where nobody knows her. Dean Ambrose ruined and humiliated her. Everyone in the locker room probably thinks she's a hypocrite now, because she wasn't pure and innocent like she appeared to be.

When a cab stopped in front of her, Emilia opened the door of the backseat and got inside. She told the driver to take her to the hotel. The driver tried to start a conversation with her but she didn't want to talk. The cab ride was short. Emilia paid the driver and stepped out of the vehicle.

When she got inside the hotel room that she shares with Josh, she saw someone she didn't want to see – Dean Ambrose.

"How'd you get in here? I'm calling security!"

Emilia yelled at Dean and grabbed the doorknob, quickly opening the door. But Dean was too fast - he slammed the door shut and locked it. Emilia started throwing punches at Dean, but he was able to subdue her by taking her arms and pushing her to the door. He pinned her arms on the sides of her head. Emilia felt Dean's fit warm body on hers and she wanted to throw up. Emilia turned her head to the right and tightly closed her eyes, as if it will make Dean go away.

"Listen to me, look at me," Dean said plainly. Emilia refused to do what he said. "I'll just say it then. I didn't have sex with you that night, Emilia. The woman in the video? That wasn't you, it was a dumb whore that I found in the street."

Emilia turned her head and opened her eyes to look at Dean. He had no emotion on his face. "What?"

"I leaked the video to let everyone know that I'm your first and you're mine, only mine." Dean told her as he buried his face in her dark brown hair, inhaling its intoxicating smell: it was a mix between watermelon and cinnamon.

Emilia kicked Dean as hard as she could. Her feet met his midsection, causing him to groan and stumble backward. She took a deep breath and tried to get herself together. "You're fucking sick!"

"I know, Emilia." Dean replied as he straightened up. Her hard kick didn't hurt that much and it wasn't enough to put him down. She might be small, but she definitely wasn't weak - she was strong and she was a fighter. Dean liked how she's fighting him instead of just giving up.

Emilia gulped. Her mind wasn't working and her body was frozen. Dean took a step towards her and closed the space between them. She felt the door on her back once again. She closed her eyes, and prepared herself for whatever Dean was going to do to her next. She gasped and hissed when Dean forcefully grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her hair back, exposing her neck. He inhaled her sweet scent and planted a kiss on the area between her neck and shoulder. Tears came out of Emilia's eyes. Dean's lips traveled upward and stopped in front of her left ear. "You can resist me all you want, but I know you'll give in to me."

Dean took her face and looked her in the eye. Her tears bothered him, so he kissed them away. He let her face go and took a step back. Emilia ran to the bathroom and locked the door. She slowly slid down to the cold tile floor and a few seconds later, she heard the door close. Emilia screamed and sobbed loudly. Why is this happening to me? Why is Dean doing this to me? Did I do anything wrong to Dean? More questions came in Emilia's head, making her feel like her head's going to explode. She cried until she no longer could and took a shower. She scrubbed herself hard, making sure that all of Dean's scent was off her. When she was done, she got dressed and went out of the bathroom and walked to her bed. She pulled the covers back and got on her bed. She placed the covers on top of her and closed her eyes, allowing sleep to take her.

Author's note: I feel like chapter 5 and this chapter are filler chapters, ugh. It's because I wrote both chapters on my phone when I couldn't sleep a few days ago. Anyway, thank you so much for reading this story and for: leaving reviews, adding this story and me to your favorites, and following this story and me. You guys keep me going! - C x