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Monday Night Raw, June 2nd, 2014

Roman's POV

That bastard. That two faced fake ass bastard. I swear to god when I get my hands on him he'll wish he was never born. How could he do that to us... to Dean; the guy has enough trust issues as is and now Seth's gone and done some dumb shit like this. Now Ambrose is no where to be found and it's all that dumb fucker's fault.

I stopped calling his name about ten minutes into the search, realizing that it was no use and that he would come out whenever he wanted to come out. I decided to just walk to our lockeroom that used to belong to all three of us and wait for him there knowing he was bound to come back eventually since I was his ride.

Sighing to myself I opened the door to our dark lockeroom and go to turn on the light when my wrist is grabbed forcefully and pinned above my head, the door closing as I'm pushed against it. It's too dark to see who my attacker is and my other wrist is pulled up along with the first one. I try to bring my knee up to knee this guy in the crotch because it's obviously a dude, but he steps down hard on my foot keeping my leg on the ground causing me to groan softly. I hear him chuckle at my pain and thrash my body to try and get away but it's no use.

"You're only making this worse for yourself baby" a deep, unrecognizable voice growled in my ear before biting down on the skin beneath it. I tried to bite back the gasp that threatened to erupt from my throat but it was no use. I probably had a mark there now. I tried hard to make out the voice but my mind was everywhere which made it impossible.

"You're such a tease you know that? I see you every god damn day in the gym. I don't maybe it's a little stalkerish but I love what I see" He chuckled darkly and grinded his hips against my own. My head flew back against my will and I could feel my pants tighten.

Why the hell was this turning me on?

This was molestation.

"Oh my God. You're fucking hard" He laughed obnoxiously in my face before returning his to the crook of my neck. "Do you like it Reigns? Being manhandled and treated like a little bitch? Don't worry you'll be my bitch soon." His words made me shutter. And I couldn't help but find this mysterious voice extremely sexy.

No! Roman this man is basically raping you!

I tried to speak but all that came from my mouth was an embarrassingly high pitched moan as his teeth sunk into a certain spot on my neck. My knees grew weak and my eyes fluttered closed, although I could barely see anything anyway. I struggled to pull my wrists free but it was no use, there was nothing left in me. My body was complete mush.

Then suddenly my attacker pulled away and I found myself barely able to stand up straight. "I due time though. In due time" His voice rang through my ears over and over. I felt my face get pulled up and I felt his lips roughly press themselves against mine. I groaned feeling oddly in the pit of my stomach as he kissed me. His lips were rough but soft at the same time, and his teeth sunk into my bottom lip making me groan. I found myself dazed as he pulled away. My body was thrown to the floor as he opened the door and walked out.

I barely heard it close, his voice was ringing so loudly in my head.

You'll be my bitch soon.

The hell was that supposed to mean?

The door opened hitting me in the side roughly. "Fuck why is it so dark in here" I heard Dean mutter as he turned the light on. He looked down at me, his eyes still red and puffy from the last time I'd seen him that night. The tear stains were gone though, his face was just extremely pale.

"What are you doing on the floor? Let's go" Dean walked past me to his back and opened it. He paused and stared into it silently. I frowned and picked myself up off the ground, momentarily forgetting about what had just happened. "Dean?" I called out to him but got no response.

I went towards him but he just threw his gloves into his bag and closed it quickly. "Let's go" he muttered, his voice shaking. Sighing, I pulled the smaller male into my arms holding him there. He immediately burst into a fit of sobs letting his arms fall limp by his sides.

I knew he would take Seth's betrayal harder than I would. I didn't think he would take it this hard though. But then again it made sense. They were practically attached at the hip. Dean was always following Seth like a lost puppy. Anything Seth told him to Dean would do. He never wanted to go anywhere without him and if Seth was going out Dean wanted to go too.

"H-how... how could... " Dean tried to speak between his sobs but couldn't manage. I just rubbed his back telling him not to even try. I grabbed his bag and pulled away from him. "Come on, some beers, on me. Lord knows you need em" I wrapped an arm around his shoulders and led him out of the room. I would just take a shower at the hotel.

I led him through the halls passing by catering. When I saw him sitting at a table with Randy fucking Orton. God I hated that man with a passion. It took everything in me not to walk over to them and superman punch them both. But for Dean's sake I just kept walking.

Though I couldn't help but look at them with disgust. Then both turned their heads and I locked eyes with them both. Seth glared at me then looked at Dean whom I still had my arm around. Randy only smirked, holding my gaze for the longest. His stare made uneasy.

"Rome?' Dean pulled my shirt and I realised I'd stopped walking to have a staring contest with Orton. "Roman are you alright" He asked softly. Slowly, I pulled my eyes away from the sinister eyes of the viper and looked down at my concerned best friend.

"Yeah. I'm fine."

A/N Oof sorry that was so short but I've been busy with projects and tests. Can't wait til summer so I can write this more because I'm in love. Bye byes!

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