Chapter 9

Emilia's first week as Dean's girlfriend was unpredictable and it wasn't like what she thought it would be. She expected him to rape her and force her to do certain things for his pleasure, but he didn't do those things. He was surprisingly sweet and keeps to himself sometimes. He treated her like a princess.

Until this morning.

At five A.M., Emilia woke up and so did Dean. They were both used to waking up early but Dean didn't want her to leave the bed. Emilia begged him to let her get up and tried to rise. Dean screamed no and she stopped moving. She wordlessly permitted him to straddle her. He formed a fist with his right hand and brought his arm up. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for the punch that she was going to receive. But she never got it. When she no longer felt him on top of her, she opened her eyes. She found him kneeling beside the bed, apologizing to her. The sudden change in his mood scared her.

Everyone hasn't forgotten the sex tape Dean leaked, and now they wouldn't. They shocked everybody last week when they entered the backstage area holding hands while walking. Emilia had never felt so embarrassed before. Whenever she enters a room or walks by, people would go silent and stare at her. She didn't like it, but she had to deal with it.

Monday night was always a busy night. Emilia had gotten used to seeing Dean standing near the production area with a lit cigarette in his hand. But tonight, he wasn't standing on his usual spot - Seth was. Seth was watching her with his headphones on. Since the show was on commercial break, Emilia took her headset off and approached Seth. When Seth saw her coming, he turned his iPod off and hung his headphones on his neck.

"Hey, Seth. Where's Dean?" Emilia nonchalantly asked Seth as she stood in front of him with her arms crossed.

"Why, do you miss him already?" Seth snickered.

Emilia narrowed her eyes at him. A smirk appeared on his lips. "No. I just want to know why you're here and he's not."

"Dean's in the locker room with Roman and I'm here because he asked me to watch you," Seth replied. "You know, Dean likes you. No - he loves you."

Emilia's eyes widened. "How do you know?"

"It's very obvious to everyone, except to you. And I noticed that he's... different, when he's with you. I think you make him a better man, " Seth smiled. "Anyway, what do you think of him?"

Emilia was not prepared to answer this question, but she had to give Seth an answer. "Dean... he's... indescribable. That's all I can say."

Seth nodded and it was silent for a few seconds before Emilia decided to speak. "What were you listening to?"

Seth took his iPod out of his pants' pocket and turned it on. He showed it to Emilia and their conversation was revived when she saw the song title on the gadget's screen. Seth and Emilia found out that they both listen to the same artists so they talked about music. Their conversation ended when Dean and Roman arrived, dressed in their usual black attire. Dean put his arm around Emilia's shoulders and kissed her right cheek. Roman stood next to Seth and they watched the two. Emilia looked uncomfortable and Dean was the only one who didn't notice the expression on her face.

"Did Roman and I miss anything interesting, love?" Dean asked. His voice sounded too cheerful and it made Emilia feel more uneasy.

Emilia quickly shook her head. "We were just talking about music."

Dean was about to say something but then the head of the production team called Emilia. Emilia ran away from Dean and went back to work. Dean sighed when she was back in the production area.

"Emilia. She's a gem, isn't she?" Dean said it like he was in a trance. Seth and Roman looked at each other.

"Yeah, she is." Seth said in reply.

Roman cleared his throat. "I agree with you two."

The three of them talked to each other before Seth and Roman walked away to do things. Dean remained and stood on his usual spot. He took a cigarette out of his pants' pocket and lit it. He took a long drag and blew the smoke out into the air. Emilia lifted her head and saw Dean smoking next to the 'No Smoking' sign. She shook her head as he smirked at her.

The diner was filthy. One of the few fluorescent lights was flickering on and off and the scent of fried food and piss have mixed, creating an acrid smell that tainted the air. Emilia wanted to get out of the place. As she watched Roman, Seth, and Dean consume their dinner, she wondered how they are able to eat in this environment. Then she figured that they must be really hungry. She was starving, but she didn't want to eat anything in the diner. She tried to look busy by holding her phone. It didn't seem to work because Dean nudged her in the side with his right elbow.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat anything?" Dean asked, wiping the corners of his mouth with the blue table napkin.

"Yes, I'm sure." Emilia answered and pretended to look busy with her phone in her hands.

Dean nodded and dropped it. He didn't want to argue with her and ruin his appetite. Seth and Roman stopped eating for a few seconds to look at the couple in front of them.

Dean and Emilia were polar opposites. But they both knew that opposites always attract.

As the three men talked to each other, Emilia was going through her contacts to talk to someone through text. She passed by John's name: no, he was probably busy and with Nikki Bella. Then she saw Josh's name: she can't text him because he was obviously mad at her and he's been avoiding her for days. And then she stopped on Mike's name. She stared at his name and remembered him telling her that they should catch up over coffee soon. She sent him a text and a minute later, he replied. He told her to meet him at Starbucks near the hotel. She shoved her phone in her leather bag and stood up.

"I have to go." She announced. The men's conversation stopped.

Dean dropped his fork on his plate and looked at her with a frown. "Why, where are you going?"

Emilia readjusted the straps of her bag on her shoulder. "I'm going back to the show's venue. I forgot to finish something."

Before Dean could reply, Emilia bent down and kissed him on the lips to make the lie believable. Dean kissed her back instantly, extending the short kiss. Emilia ignored the taste of grease and cigarettes as she kissed him. She felt his tongue brushing over her lower lip. Then she felt his teeth nibbling her lower lip, persuading her to open her mouth. She kept her mouth closed. Seth and Roman ate silently as the two kissed.

After their steamy kiss, Emilia briskly walked out of the diner without looking back. She inhaled deeply when she was out of the stinky place; she just realized that she's been holding her breath the entire time she was in there. A cab arrived a few minutes later and she got inside, sitting in the backseat. She took her cherry Chapstick out of her bag and applied it on her lips. Then she tightened her ponytail with her hands. During the cab ride, she thought about the kiss she shared with Dean. That was the first time he kissed her that way. It made her feel hot and a foreign feeling had settled between her thighs. She grabbed the cross pendant of her necklace and scolded herself for thinking inappropriately.

Mike was already there when she arrived at Starbucks. He opened the car door for her so she could get out. She thanked him with a smile and he smirked at her. They entered the building and Emilia took in the scent of coffee and pastries. They ordered drinks and chose to sit in a table for two in the back of the room.

"This is so sudden. Does Dean Ambrose, your boyfriend, know about this?" Mike asked her before taking a sip from his mug.

Emilia chewed the straw before answering him. Then she shook her head. "No, and he doesn't have to know."

Mike chuckled and put his mug down on the table. "You're still the same Emilia that I know and fell in love with - a daredevil with the face of an angel."

Emilia blushed and she was speechless for a few seconds. She took a long sip from her ice-cold beverage and restarted the conversation. "So Mike, how are you? I enjoyed The Marine 3, by the way."

Emilia's comment about his film made Mike smile. "I'm great and my life is pretty perfect right now. And that's very nice to know. What about you, Emilia?"

Emilia sighed. "I'm okay, I guess. I've put my film school education to good use and I'm earning enough money to support myself. Plus I have a boyfriend."

Emilia couldn't believe that she said that. It was the first time she told someone that Dean was her boyfriend. The words left a bitter taste in her mouth and made her empty stomach turn.

Just a minute ago Emilia was laughing at Mike's joke, but now she was sliding her keycard in the lock of a door; the door of the hotel room that she shares with Dean. Her hands were numb and shaking because it was cold in the hallway and she had been abusing her hands - or maybe she was just nervous. She dropped her keycard and cursed loudly as she picked it up. She was finally able to unlock the door and get inside the hotel room. The room was dimly lit and empty. She took her shoes and coat off, hanging her beige trenchcoat on the hook behind the front door. Suddenly, her forehead landed hard on the door. Her head was spinning and she felt blood coming out of her nose. She thought that there was an intruder in the room but when she turned around, she saw Dean standing in front of her. Before she could react, she felt Dean's hand around her neck. There wasn't much light in the room but she could see that he was furious. She was scared to death.

"De-Dean." Emilia said, trying her best to breathe despite the pressure around her neck. Tears started coming out from the corner of her eyes.

"You think I wouldn't find out that you had coffee with Mike!" Dean told her, his hand tightly wrapped around her neck. He was seething, but it was hard for him to stay mad at her because tears were dripping down her pretty face. He pretended that her tears weren't there. "I'm a jealous and selfish man, Emilia. I don't like sharing my possessions with anyone. You are mine, you belong to me."

And with that, Dean took his hand off Emilia's neck. Emilia fell down on the floor as she tried to catch her breath. Dean punched the wall and got out of the room, slamming the door shut. Emilia stayed on the floor until she was able to breathe properly. She stood up and went to the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror and turned on the light, frightened of what she might see.

She gasped when she saw her reflection on the mirror. She almost didn't recognize herself. There was a big red bump on her forehead, blood coming out of her nostrils and fresh bruises on her neck. She locked the door and took her clothes off. She got in the shower and turned on the faucet. The water as hot as it could get. She scrubbed until her skin became red. She stepped out of the room and got dressed. After putting on her clothes and towel drying her hair, Emilia took the pillows and blankets and tossed them all on the floor. She wanted to lie down and didn't want to smell Dean's scent.

When she was on the bed and on her back, she took a deep breath and started crying. She's done this to herself. She was so wrong to think that Dean wouldn't find out that she lied to him about where she was going; he wasn't stupid.

She and everybody knew that Dean was crazy about her, but she was starting to think that he was just plain crazy.

Author's note: I am so sorry for keeping you all waiting for days for a new chapter, I just got stuck. Anyway, I think it's time for all of you to know what Emilia looks like. I pictured Emilia Clarke (Daenerys Targaryen from Game of Thrones) as Emilia Morris. It seems silly to me now that Emilia is Emilia because of what happened on the fourth episode of the TV show's third season. if you watch Game of Thrones, you know what I'm talking about. If you don't, well... I'm not going to spoil it for you, so you should definitely watch it; it's an awesome show. Anyway, I know this is long but Oh my God, how epic was The Shield's match on Raw this week against the Brothers of Destruction and Daniel Bryan? Plus they were in a helicopter, asdfghjkl. So uhhh... feel free to leave a review or PM me for any further comments, questions, and suggestions. - C x