Roman's POV

"Alright boys." Coach Jacks said, "Over over here."

We jog over to him and form a circle.

"Alright boys, you did good today," He said to all of us, "There are some things we could improve on, of course. But I am highly impressed with all of you."

"Don't go gettin all mushy now, Coach." Big E said. We laugh.

"Quite Ewen," Coach says to him with a smirk, "No ones getting mushy. I just wanted to give you all a simple compliment. Now, we did have a members of this team who decided to take there precious time in the locker room. And since we're a team, we're gonna do the punishment together.

We all groan, and look at the person who was late to practice.

"Nice going Kofi," Randy says glaring at him.

"Oh, get over it Ortan." He says back to him.

"All of you calm down. I'll take easy on you. Just one lap around the track and you can head in for the day." Coach says.

One lap wasn't too bad. It could have been way worse.

"Alright hands in." Coach says, and we all put are hands inside the circle.

"Take it away Ewen." Coach says.

"Who are we?!" Big E yells.

"Wildcats!" We yell back.

"I can't hear you!" He yells back

"Wildcats!" We yell back louder.

"What we do?!" He yells

"We go! We fight! We win!" We yell back.

"Let me hear you say who we are one more time!" He shouts.

"Wildcats!" We shout.

"Who?!" He shouts

"Wildcats!" We shout.

"That's what I'm talkin bout, now let me here you holler!" He shouted and we yell at the top of our lungs.

Coach smiled at us, "Alright boys, get that lap done."

We all take off and run at full speed around the track we all wanted to get it over with.

After a minute or so most of had finished. It didn't really take too long to do one lap.

We walk into the gym and saw that the cheerleaders are still practicing.

"Damn." Randy said next to me looking at them practicing their cartwheels and flips.

I roll my eyes but can't help but to stare at them as well.

"She got the Good girl fade and a tight little skirt." I heard Big E sing behind me.

I laugh, "Are you singing Taylor swift?"

He laughs, "Taylor Swift is Bae, my brother."

We stop walking and look at them practice.

Summer did a cartwheel and landed in a split.

"Damn." Randy, Big E and I say all at once.

"Summer got that Kim Kardashian." Big E said looking at her.

"And just like Kim," Randy said, "She's been ran through by everybody. I bet she ends up with a kid too."

I nudge him in the ribs, "Knock it off."

"Nikki got that Beyoncé booty though." He remarks again.

I shake my head and laugh, "No she does not."

He points to her, "Well in that skirt she does. I mean look at her."

I shake my head, "I'm not looking at my friends butt, E."

"Hey," Randy says, "What about Naomi?"

"Oh. My. God. Becky." Big E said and we laughed, causing some of the cheerleaders to look over at is.

"No seriously though, Naomi got that, Kardashian Minaj Yoncé and its beautiful." He said looking at Naomi.

"What the heck is that?" I ask laughing.

"A combination of Kim, Nikki and Beyoncé. Duh." He says as though I should have known.

Randy laughs, "Yeah. I was thinking about asking her to the Homecoming dance."

"Really?" I ask him, raising a eyebrow. Homecoming was still about a month away. I hadn't even thought about it.

"Yeah." He says walking into the locker room and we follow him, "I mean she's nice and sweet, and I really want to go with her."

"And what are your plans with her after the dance?" Bit E asked.

Randy shrugged, "Take her home."

"What about that 'special Ortan Magic' your talking about." He questioned.

Randy shook his head, "Nah,"

Big E smiles, "I think our little Randal has a crush."

"A crush on who?" Hunter said coming from out the shower area with a towel on.

"On Naomi." E, said smirking.

"Oh," Hunter said amused, "Better watch out Roman, before he takes your girl."

I roll my eyes, "I do not like Naomi. And she hates my guts."

"Sure." Hunter said going over to his locker, "Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"Are you sure you don't like her Roman?" Randy asked me. "I mean you two could just be putting on an act with all the arguing you do."

I roll my eyes again, "I promise you, I do not like Naomi. You can do your whole 'special Ortan Magic' or what the fuck ever you call it on her or not, I don't care."

"Ooooo," Hunter says, "Someone sounds Jealous."

I glare at him, this was really starting to piss me off.

"Naomi and Roman sitting in a tree," Big started chanting.

"K-I-S-S-I-N-G." I heard Ryback and Paul chant from somewhere. They all laugh.

"Whatever." I say walking to the showers.

"Oh come on Roman." I heard Hunter call.

"We sorry dude." I hear Big E laugh.

I roll my eyes, wanting them to leave me alone.

I emerge from the Shower area a little while later, feeling more refreshed and less irritated.

"Hey man," I hear Hunter say, "We're sorry."

"Yeah," Ryback said, "We didn't mean to make the baby mad."

I roll my eyes but smile, "It's alright."

"Group Hug!" Paul shouted running over to me and squeezing the life out of me.

"Paul." I breathe, "Can't breathe."

"Come on, Big Show." Big E said, "Let him go before he turns into pile of Samoan dust."

"It's not helping that he's half naked too." Randy says, referring to the towel I was wearing around my waist.

Paul dropped me, and they all laughed while I tried to catch my breath.

"You working tonight?" Hunter asked. We worked at Sal's Hardware store together.

"Nah," I say, "I don't work tonight."

He nods, "Well I gotta get going, cause my shift starts in about fifteen minutes."

"Yeah I gotta get going too," I say, "Leaving Seth and Dean alone at the house alone may result in a fire or worse."

I put my put my clothes on, grab my stuff and say my goodbyes and walk out to my car.

I get in the car but don't start it yet. I pull out my phone and text Seth.

Roman: Don't have work tonight, on my way home. Need anything?

A few moments later I get a respond.

Seth: no I'm good, your picking up Dean right?

I stare at my phone. Pick up Dean?

Roman: isn't he at home, before practice I texted him and he said he said Punk was going to drop him off.

Seth: um nooo, Punk dropped me off, Dean told me he had detention.

I remembered back to lunch today when Dean was acting weird.

I dial his number but it went strait to voice mail.

I get another text from Seth.

Seth: he's not picking up his phone. I texted some others and they said they haven't seen him.

It's not like Dean to just go off without telling anyone, and now he's not picking up his phone... I can't help but worry a little bit.

Roman: should we go look for him??

Seth: no. Well not yet. Maybe he just went out or wanted to be alone after all that been going on. Just come home and give him a little while.

I sigh, but Seth had a point. Maybe he was just talking a walk somewhere...

'You know damn well Dean Just doesn't go for walks' I think to myself.

I shake the though from my head. I start the car and make my way home.

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"Now do we start looking?" I ask Seth.

It was 8 o'clock. Two hours since I was informed Dean wasn't gone. Who know how long he had actually been gone, considering he like to both of his about where he was going to be.

"Um, just give him a little longer." Seth said calmly, but I could tell he was creaking out inside.

"How much longer could we possibly give him?" I ask. Honestly I was panicking. This was just at so unlike him. We left several voicemails, and texted others to ask if he was with them, but no one knew where he was.

"Let's just give him until 8:30. If he's not here by then, we can go out and look.

I sigh and shake my head, "If he's not dead, I'm going to kill him."

Seth shakes his head and looks down at his phone.

The next minutes feel like hours, but at 8:27 the lunatic himself walks through the door.

"Ambrose!" I shout standing up, "Where the hell have you been?!"

He runs the back of his neck, "I was out."

"No dip shit." Seth said, glaring at him. "Why didn't you pick up your phone? Where were you? You told me you had detention!"

"Just don't worry about it ok?" He says plainly, then walks off into the kitchen. I knew something was up with him.

"Can you at least tell us that your alright? Did you get hurt?" I ask following him to the kitchen, Seth right behind me.

"I'm alright and I didn't get hurt." He says then grabs a beer out the fridge. "I just needed out of here for a little while."

"It's past 8:30 Dean! You lied to us! That not ok man." Seth said sounding annoyed.

Dean sighed and walked over to U.S., "Look, I promise you I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I was just out. I'm not hurt. Just relax. I promise you it won't happen again. Please just let it go this one time."

We stay silent for a while, something wasn't adding up.

"Oh alright," Seth said giving in, "But this better not happen again dude."

"It won't." He turns to me, "We good?" He asked.

I glare at him but I wasn't really mad, "I should kill you Ambrose."

He smirks, "But you won't because you love me."

I roll my eyes but smirk, "Yeah, something like that."

Dean laughs, "Come superman, let's have at it on a round of 2k."

I smile as we make our way into the living room, "Ok but I warn you, I'm gonna dunk on you with Lebron."

"Ok, well when Stephen Curry and I kick your ass, we'll see who's talking. Wait, do you want to play too Seth?" Dean asks.

Seth shakes his head, "I'm not interested in playing a basketball game."

I laugh, "Jimmy bought 3 controllers for us for a reason. So all three of us could play."

"I know, but you know I don't playing 2k." Seth said, while sitting on the couch.

"Or Madden." Dean mumbled while inserting the game.

"Or call of Duty." I say while sitting on the floor with my controller.

"Well I play GTA and that's all that matters." He says to us.

We play about 3 rounds before Dean starts being a sore loser.

"Your cheating!" He shouts.

"How the hell am I cheating?" I ask laughing."

"You just are! Ok next game!" Dean said hitting the play button.

"Your on Ambrose." I say.

"Woah." I hear Seth say behind us on the couch us.

"What is it?" Dean said while randomly pressing buttons to block me.

"That guy Dolph Ziggler is in the hospital." Seth said.

Dean drops his controller, "What?!" He shouted.

I stare at him, "Is everything ok Dean?"

"How did you know where he was?!" Dean shouts at Seth.

"Um she posted a picture of he and her on Instagram. In the caption she said to keep him in your prayers..." He said but Dean was too busy on his phone.

"Dean," I ask, "dude is everything ok?"

He dials a number and walks outside.

I turn to Seth, "Let me see that post."

Seth hands me his phone, sure enough it was exactly what Seth had told us. In the picture Doplh looked fine. It was probably just a old selfie or something, because the message Lana typed in the Caption seemed urgent.

I didn't know Dolph on a personal level but I know that Dean talked to him sometimes, but with the way Dean was acting, they seem to be closer than I thought.

Dean barges back into the house, looking nervous. "Can you drive me to St. John's hospital? Its about 20 minutes from here."

"What's going on?" I ask him while standing up, "who'd you call."

"Lana and I'll explain later, but please drive me there Roman." Dean pleads.

I raise an eyebrow, "You don't want to drive there yourself?"

"No!" He shouts quickly, "I mean I rather you come with me. Both of you."

I give him a questionable look.

"Please Roman, we're waiting time," he pleads again.

I look at Seth who nods.

I sigh, "Alright, but you need to tell us what's going on."

"I promise I will. Now come on let's go." He said going out the door and both Seth and I follow him to the car.

I start is and head down the road.

This was going to be one hell of a night.

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