Dean pov

Dear Brie,

                  It has been two days and twenty two hours since you died. So I have spent two days and twenty two hours crying -still am. There was a time when I thought writing letters was absolutely stupid. I thought that up until two days and twenty two hours ago. Now it is seems like the most smart thing to do. You know I use to say that writing letters to the dead was absolutely stupid. I even made jokes about the ghost mail man posting it to ghost land. I remember you rolling your eyes and calling me an idiot. I miss that. I miss being your idiot. Now I'm just an idiot writing a letter to the dead actually hoping that a ghost mail man can exist and give it too you. But that isn't how it works, is it?
                       I miss you Brie, in the time that I've lost you I've never been more broken in my life, I'm still breaking. It's like I don't even know how to stop crying. I just lay around watching pictures of us crying. And you know what's the worst part- other than you dying of course? It is that the funeral is yet to come. Brie, baby I'm being totally honest here with you, I don't know if I can go. Part of me want to go but the other part of me doesn't. It's like I don't want to finalize that you're dead. I don't want to see you getting lowered six feet underground. You're too beautiful for that. I don't want to see you laying lifeless in a wooden casket showcasing your face and body for the last time. It pains to know that a goddess such as yourself will turn into bones and look like every other skeleton.
                                 You know I finally see why people say beauty lays within the personality, within the soul. They are right. When we die and decay and become dust and bone, there is no way of telling if that person was beautiful or not. They all look the same, everyone all end up looking the same. The only way you can kind of get a clue of how they were is by what is written on their tombstone. And sometimes not even that says anything. That's why I'm making sure to write the most wonderful thing on yours. Yes, you were beyond beautiful on the outside, everyone saw it, but not everyone knew you were even more beautiful on the inside. And now that you are dead I'm not crying over the fact at how beautiful you were or are on the outside. I'm crying over the fact at how amazing your personality was and our beautiful memories.
                                    I'm remembering the day we first met and we absolutely loathed each other and then we were put together in a storyline and we did everything in our power to make the other one's life a living hell. Then when Stephanie and Paul decided it was a good idea to make us room together and the things we did to make sure the other got no sleep or become paranoid was unbelievable. Those times were hilarious as hell. Then when I proposed to you and you said no because I had no ring, I remember you saying "A proposal without a ring isn't a proposal. It is an idea."  I was so mad at you for that. But you were right. It was an in the moment decision but come on you could have been a bit nicer about it. Then when I proposed to you again two months after with a ring, your shock and happy face was the cutest thing ever. That is the face I pictured when I was mad or upset at you or someone else. It just calmed me down. I remember our wedding and how stunning you look. I remember every moment with you. Because every moment with you was the best even when I didn't wanted to be around you because you annoyed me so much, they were still the best. You are the best. My stubborn princess-queen.
                        But enough about me. Let's talk about your twin sister Nicole. The person you had no problem calling stupid and arguing about every living thing with. The person you will rush to complain too and also about. The person you will team up with to kick my ass. The one you never got along with. The one you were always with. The one who just walks into our home likes she owns it. The one you loved with all your heart. The one who you worked alongside with. Created history with, team with, cheat win, laugh with, cry with. The other half of the Bella Twins. The one who isn't eating anything because she can't. The one who fainted because of crying too much. Let's talk about Nicole. Brie I have never ever seen Nikki so distorted. Like myself she hasn't stop crying. She can't even speak a full sentence. All she does is stare into space with tears rolling down her cheeks. She is lost, no one can help her. No words, nothing. I can't blame her, you were with her before you guys were even born. She misses her little sister. She miss the only person who completely judged every word she said when she herself wasn't better. She miss the person who she wasn't afraid of telling anything to. The person who she spoke in twin language too (she can't do that with anyone else). The one she hit for no reason at all just because she can. She misses you Brianna. She cries for you. I don't even know if she will go to the funeral and if she does she will be an even bigger mess. It's like she is physically alive but dead on the inside. I'm just like her. She doesn't look in the mirror because when she does all she sees is you. She isn't functioning well. I wish I can help her but how can the blind lead the blind? We are broken.
                      Everyone misses you. Nattie, Tyson, Seth, Roman, Randy, Paige, Naomi, Stephanie and everyone else. The place is just gloomy now. I don't know if it is just me who sees that but that's how it feels. It's like the divas are so silent. You were the unknown light back here. You are the light to my life. I miss and love you Brianna. But you came and served your purpose. I love you more than life and anything else. And forever will I.

Lovingly Jonathan Good,
Dean Ambrose. Your king

I miss you sunshine.

(A/n: Ta da! I wrote this......well of course but leave me let me be because opening a conversation is hard okay. So first off, I hope you guys enjoyed it, even it made you sad. Second off I hoped it made you a bit emotional because I'm mean af 😈. Secondly I don't know if this is just a one shot or mini series. You guys can decide that. It's all in your 👏🙌🏾🙌🏻🙌🏽🙌👋👍👐. Sort of overdid it with the emojis but I love them. Anyway....yeah....I'm sorry for any mistakes, I checked it over but I could be blind. And it if it didn't had any yay me! (London Tipton). Does anybody even read my author's notes? Because I don't blame you if you don't. Anyway good bye 😜😘😇👻💋👄💐🐩🌟🍕💥💗💞💌)