I sighed. Another day pretending yet again, story of my life it seemed. Now I wasn’t usually the pessimistic type but lately I had been rather down. I was in love with my best friend Dean Ambrose; however there was more than a slight dilemma I faced. My other best friend Karliah was his girlfriend. I couldn’t exactly ruin their relationship to please myself. Part of me was happy that Dean and Karliah were so happy together, but there was also this other side of me that often thought I could make him happy. Whatever chance I’d once had was blown now anyway.
‘No point moping Rylee’ I scolded myself.
One day I sat at my house alone watching a movie when my phone went off. I reached over to grab it and saw that the caller was Dean. I answered it straight away.
“Dean” I said
“Hey Rylee” he said. “You wouldn’t be able to come over to my place would you?” He asked.
“Yeah of course I can…I was only watching a movie anyway nothing excited.”
“Cool…Well I will see you when you get here, I just need your advice that’s all.”
“Consider it a date” I joked Dean laughed.
“See you soon”
~ An Hour later ~
I made my way to Dean’s house I knew it well I had been here many times before. Part of me wondered what advice he wanted from me. Was he gonna break up with Karliah? Had he already done that? I didn’t know. I sighed as my thoughts consumed me yet again. I knocked on Dean’s door. Before I knew it the door was pulled open and he stood in front of me.
“Rylee” he said “I was expecting you” I felt like blushing. “Come in” he said before I walked inside towards the lounge room.
“Well you said you needed my advice?”
“What do you think of this?” he asked me showing me a small box; he opened it revealing a ring. “I’m going to propose”
“It’s…nice…” I said trying to control the tremor in my voice and emotions.
“Rylee…Are you alright?” he asked me before I could respond I got up and headed to the door, Dean calling my name behind me which seemed to slip from my mind.
~ Rylee’s House ~
I walked towards my house door the tears still streaking my cheeks. The door was opened as I went to shut it a hand stopped it from closing. It was Dean.
“Rylee” he said arms on my waist “What’s wrong?”
“I can’t keep pretending anymore Dean. I Love you.” He just seemed blank for a second.
“I love you too” he said before pulling me towards me kissing me passionately.
We made our way into the bedroom. The next thing I knew clothes were thrown and the rational me was gone. I could feel the soft presence of Dean’s skin on my own did and it did not go unnoticed. His kisses my body making me feel instantly numb. As the sensation became overwhelming, I moaned something that had been so unaccustomed to me but yet I felt as though it had come naturally. My bodily sensations almost unbearable as the pleasure increased with every second, a feeling like heaven - or so I imagined - had taken control. Finally I feel myself relax my body relieves the presence which was not so distant long ago. Softly I place my head upon his.
“I love you” he says and I pull him towards me kissing him passionately.
~ AJ ~
I sat waiting patiently in the hotels dinning area for one the superstars on the WWE rooster. I had to meet with them to discuss their new storyline that we, the creative team, had come up with. I sipped slowly on my hot coffee and sighed, I had been waiting internally way to long, but he was known to be late, though he was never late when I met with him.
His figured walked into view and spot me sitting off in the corner by myself near the wide panel window. I glanced over and smiled when he spotted me. He walked over and as I got closer I stood. I held my hand out to shake, but he pulled me into a tight, warm hug. I sighed, “this is business Good, now please, please sit.”
He grumbled and sat, I pushed the cup of warm coffee towards him. He sighed, “thanks, Rox.”
I looked at him, studied him if you will. He had been out late, again. I sighed, “you were out again, that’s why you were late…”
“I invited you, didn’t I?” he asked sipping the coffee, hissing as it burnt his tongue.
I sighed, “you did, but I told you we had business to take care of this morning.”
“What is it then?” he hissed getting tired of me repeating.
I sighed and pulled out a black folder with a WWE logo on the front. I handed it to him and smiled as a waitress walked over with food. I smiled as she placed what I ordered for Jon in front of him, then my massive stake of pancakes in front of me. He saw the food and shoved the folder to the side, “you ordered me breakfast?”
I nodded, “of course, I knew you’d be hungry.”
He nodded and dove right into the omelet I ordered him, “thanks Roxy.”
I nodded and placed syrup on my pancakes and dove into mine. I smiled over at him, “is that good or you just that hungry?”
“Both, hey, why didn’t I get pancakes?” he asked pouting.
“Because have a big match tonight,” I said and cut a few pieces up.
He pouted at me still, “I love pancakes, and, is, is that blueberries?”
I nodded and sighed, “fine, do you want a bite?”
He nodded, “yes!”
I chuckled and stabbed a cut stack and held it out for him, he ate it off my fork, causing me to blush, “what I don’t get to try yours?”
He smiled and cut a piece, “it’s only fair, I guess.”
I smiled and ate it off his fork, “oh, God, that is good.” I instantly covered my mouth, “sorry.”
He laughed, “it’s fine.”
I smiled and went back to eating my pancakes. He finished and pushed his plate aside and opened the folder. He groaned, “what is this shit Rox?”
“What’s what?” I asked, forgetting to swallow before speaking. What was I kidding, he’s my best friend…
“This? Eva is going to be ringside for me now on? Oh and we’re suppose to be a power couple?” he asked getting angry.
“Yeah, we’re trying to find something for her to do, you know get her more limelight,” I said shrugging and took a sip of water. “What do you think?”
“I think it’s pure bull shit and I’m not fucking doing it,” he said closing the folder.
“You want a paycheck, you will,” I growled back, not liking his bitter attitude.
“Seriously, was this your idea? If so it’s pathetic,” he said and I groaned. I was in favor for it. I was mad as ever. “You know I can’t stand her. I thought you were my friend.”
“I am, Jon, you are my best friend,” I said softly.
“Really, doesn’t seem like anymore,” he said and shook his head.
I slapped him, I was mad, I gasped after I did. He stood, angered and looked at me, “shouldn’t have done that.”
I looked down, scared a little, “I’m sorry, Jon, I’m so sorry, Jonthan, I didn’t mean too.”
He was gone before he could even here my apology. I grabbed my stuff, throwing down a hundred and hurrying after him. I got to him at the elevator. I slipped in before it closed. I looked at him, “seriously, don’t be mad at me. I’m sorry, I was mad you were saying we weren’t friends.”
He looked at me, “I didn’t think we were just friends Roxy.”
I looked at him, “what do you mean Jon?”
I was so confused, what was that suppose to mean? He pushed me into the wall of the elevator and pined me against it. I gasped and he kissed me roughly, “I love you Roxy, I love you.”
I gasped again, holding his face in my hands, “what?”
He sighed, “I love you, I’ve grown to love you over the last couple years. You are my best friend, you get me.”
I smiled and cupped his cheek, “I love you too.”
He smiled and kissed me back roughly, “can I show you?”
I nodded slowly, “I’d like that.”
The door opened and he carried me down the hall towards my hotel room, I pushed the key in the door and opened it as his lips found my neck and worked down towards the exposed cleavage. I sighed heavily, “yes.”
He smirked and lowered me to my hotel bed, “do you know how long I have wanted to touch this body over yours in a way I never thought I would…”
I nodded, “probably as long as I wanted you too…”
He pushed at the thin skirt material of my dress and smirked when he realized I was clad under it, “what is this? Did someone forget to put something on today?”
I shook my head, “nope.”
He smirked, “you are a naughty girl, very naughty.”
I nodded, “I’ve learned from the best…”
He chuckled softly, “we’re going to see just how naughty you really are.”
I smirked gripped him by the shirt and tugged it over his head, I ran my finger nails down his chest slowly, “this, this is all mine.”
“All yours,” he smirked and attacked my lips. I arched my body into him, dying for his hands to roam my body like crazy.
I groaned and sighed, “please.”
He smirked and tugged his jeans free and I shimmed out of my dress tossing it to the floor. I sighed and looked at Jon as he dug in his jean pocket, “fuck.”
I groaned, “what?”
“I don’t have a any fucking condoms,” he groaned looking down at his clothes strewn.
I pulled him to the bed, “I don’t fucking care, just make love to me already…”
He nodded and positioned himself, “ready?”
“Fuck, yes, please,” I whined gripping his hips, digging my nails into him.
He slid into me quickly, pausing for me to adjust. With a quick nod from me, he pounded in and out of me, quicker with each thrust. Our bodies, they, they fit so perfectly together. It was like, we were meant to be intertwined together.
We both climaxed and I laid curled in his arms, “I’ll fix the new storyline, I promise.”
He smiled widely, “good because you don’t need no competition.”
I giggled and nodded, “damn straight.”
I hope you loved, I enjoyed writing it for you! <3 Cay
Ruby just got called up to the main roster last month and she has amazing ring skills, according to the WWE Universe and management. What no one knew, was that she was a HUGE fan of the Lunatic Fringe, Dean Ambrose. She also had a crush on him, which was also unknown by everyone. One day, she got a call from Triple H, being notified that she will be in a Mixed Tag Team match with Dean against Seth Rollins and Paige. Late Sunday Night, Dean and Ruby decided to travel together that night before RAW. Dean was on the couch watching TV on the bus while Ruby was hiding in her room, nervous because her crush was in the other room.
Dean: “Ruby, where are ya’?”
Ruby: “In the bedroom, on my phone.”
She was lying, she didn’t want Dean to know she was hiding.
Dean: “Come in here, hang out with me.”
Ruby bit her lip nervously.
She walks to Dean and sits beside him, closer than she wanted, but she was okay with it. She’s with her crush, after all.
She thought that this was probably the only chance she had to tell Dean how she feels.
"Dean, we need to talk."
Ambrose cocks his brow. “Oh? About what?”
Ruby studdered a lot. “it’s kind of hard to explain, um..”
"Well?.." He waits for a response.
"I.. I am in love with you, Dean." She smiles in relieved that she revealed it to him.
"You’re joking, right?" Dean Ambrose laughs, thinking it was all a joke, he got up. "I’m going to bed, see ya’ tomorrow, miss."
He shuts the door before she can finish. Leaving her crying for the rest of the night.
————The next night————-
Dean and Ruby were both in Ambrose’s locker room, getting ready.
"Ruby, you ready?"
She smiles widely. “You bet!”
Ruby pecks Ambrose on the cheek, “I’ll meet you out there..”
She walks out of the locker room. Dean surprised of what just transpired.
Ruby catches Paige and hits her with the Uranage slam! She covers Paige for the three count, earning a win for her and Ambrose. Ambrose goes nuts in his celebration as Ruby smiles at him, he hugs her tight and he looks down at her, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. The crowd cheers the two as he mumbles in her ear;
"Ruby, I love you."
Her eyes are still widened in shock from the kiss, she smiles up at him.
"I love you too, Deany."
He smiles as they leave the arena a happy couple.
*Beth Phoenix’s point of view*