Nikki pov

"I DIDNT DO IT ON PURPOSE!!" I yelled as Dean drove the car. We have been driving for hours now and arguing through out almost all of them.

"It is always that with you! Are you that stupid you don't know how to do things..on purpose!" He argued back.

"HOW WAS I SUPPOSE TO KNOW THAT!!!"

"DON'T PLAY THAT INNOCENT CARD ON ME! YOU KNEW!"

"I had no way of knowing he'd accidentally botch an hurt your back!"

"Don't play that accidental card on me. Both of you knew it was on purpose! Is that why you two were laughing before my match!?"

"It was on accident! Seth and I were laughing because Brie fell earlier on! How many fucking times will I have to tell you that!"

"He fucking hurt me on purpose!! Don't try that shit on me!"

"You wanna know who hurt people on purpose huh? You! You darn well cheated on me on purpose and you knew it'd hurt me."

I looked out the window after saying. This has to be the worst drive in history. My eyes are crying on and off, my throat is going horse and my heart is breaking. It always hurt when you both grew something so special only to see it die. It went from being the brightest most blooming thing ever to dead. Lord knows I tried to save it but I didn't had the supplies to. It is like a flower which we grew together. He was the sunshine that no longer shine down upon it and I was the water. It died when the sun decided not to give rain a chance and all the water dried up and left. Almost like a drought....... Well actually, very much like a drought. It was dying for a long time. We kept on going back and forth, always wanting to be right.

"Stop saying that!?" He suddenly yelled back at me.

"Stop saying what? The truth? Well, newsflash, the truth can be bitter pill but you still have to swallow it."

"You want to act like you didn't had a part to play in what I did! You never gave me any attention Nicole! You stopped a long time ago! You pulled away so I had to find another!!!" He yelled at me and I bit my lip.

There it is, the truth. The truth which he has been trying to hide for so long. First he claimed he was drunk and had no control of himself then he claimed she seduced him and other crap. The truth is a great runner but you will always catch up to it, sometimes it takes a while but you will always catch it. You will always find it for it is a great hidder but it always leave clues for it seekers. He is still going on, listing all my flaws and other crap. He is my favorite white dress I can't wear anymore because whine spilled all over it. "You are pathetic! Everything was always about you! Why didn't you give me attention?!" He yelled at me but silent I remained. I don't want to fight anymore, I hung my head down, choosing to lose the war by forfeiting.

I sighed and played with my purse on my lap as I then looked out the windows and saw the trees dancing like drunk people and the grass following its lead. It must have a storm coming, I thought myself. Perfect, a storm like the stormy relationship that we are in. "Now you can't even speak! Pathetic." He spat at me but once more I ignored. As my tears rush down my tears so did the rain and it is pouring heavy. "You deserve to be cheated on." His words pulled the last string in me and I looked at him and saw his face smirking back at me. I wanted to slap him but I didn't, he doesn't deserve it. Well he does deserve a slap but he doesn't deserve me lowering myself to violence. He stopped to make a cat cross the street and I took the opportunity to leave the car. I got out and slam the door as I open my purse and took out my umbrella, opening it over my head. I walked and ignored all his pleas and questions to get back into the car. I don't want to be in that toxic environment anymore."fine be stupid!! Bye!" He yelled and sped off. I watched his car drove off until I couldn't see it anymore. The wind and I are having a fight over the umbrella but I'm winning. I'm drowning in all my thoughts, getting lost, getting kidnap, getting beaten, raped, all these things going through my head but I can finally breathe. Dean left me an I no longer have to deal with him. Isn't ironic how when you are drowning is when you can finally breathe?

I woke up the next morning in my house, yes house. I got a ride from a past neighbor I use to live by when my twin sister and I were kids. Stacy, is her name. She found me like half an hour later and offered to drop me home since she is living a few blocks down. Funny how life works. I woke up an look around and found Dean no where to be seen, I smiled because there is almost any trace of him. I'm on the path to becoming better.
I soon realized there isn't anything much to do so I decided to remove all things Dean related. His clothes and pictures where everywhere and at once it was so beautiful now it is so dreadful and ugly. I started picking up stuff and throwing them in a garbage bag and the memories came rushing back to me with each item of his I touched. It is driving me insane. All the good times were just thrown away and all the bad times will always stay. The tears started to rush down my face again and this time I screamed out  anger and hurt but since I live alone and in a private area I'm positive no one heard a thing. I then deleted all the pictures of him, us and anything Dean related. I harshly wipe the tears from my face but more came.
Hours later I was finish getting rid of all his stuff, the rain came pouring down again as I watch the garbage bags full of his items and cried because I know this is it. The rain is representing my tears as I cried. It overwhelms me with pain to have to do this. It drowns me in sadness but I have to do it. I gave his bags to the mail man I called over as I closed the door behind him when he left with the clothes. Even though I'm drowning in my own tears I can finally breathe. I'm free!

10 Months later.

It has been ten months since the whole incident and I'm proud of myself. I work around him everyday but I act like I don't know him and he is just a next coworker to me now. I know I may sound a bit heartless now but that isn't the case. Of course I miss him! Just because you are sober from the alcohol called Dean Ambrose means you don't miss it. I do miss him badly. He walked my way and stop in front of me as I looked at him.

"Hi." I politely greeted.

"Hey, how are things?" He pulled small talk with me.

"It is great actually. Well I got to go, bye."

With that I walked away from him, I'll never allow myself to enter into his traps of charm again, I'm never going back down that road. It took me so long to be happy and strong, I will be foolish to ever go with him again or even be friends with him. I'm never going to risk the chances of me being away from him. I'm never looking back, he will never be mine again an I will never be his, simple. Now that I'm clean from him I'm never going to go back to him. I'm finally clean! Finally! I smiled and walked over to my sister Brianna. I'll be stupid if I ever make that drought repeat itself now that I'm free of him.

(A/n: I hope you enjoy this one shot.)