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Seth's POV

Randy: i don't know what you expect me to do Seth. Sounds like you got a problem on your hands. Fix it before it gets outta hand, man.

I run a hand over my face and carelessly toss my phone onto the couch as I paced the room.

Randy is a good friend and all, but when it comes to drama and situations that don't effect him positively, he becomes a 'you brought it on yourself'' type of guy and I can't really blame him. If I was him, I wouldn't want any part of what's going on right now.

Thing is, I really don't know what's going on right now...

Dean was mad me and hell if I knew why.

He'd been acting strange for what seems like forever and he's finally snapped on me... maybe he's just lost his mind. Hell, maybe I've lost my own. With the amount of stress I'm feeling right now, it wouldn't surprise me.

I thought things were about to get better for me honestly. I had finally berid myself of a heavy burden and I was ready to actually smile and be happy.

But no.

My life remains to be shit and trash.

I groan and plop down on the couch, grabbing the pillow and pressed my face into it, letting out a scream before removing it and leaning back onto the couch.

I glanced down at my left hand and sighed at the sight of the ring.

We had yet to tie the knot and everything was a complete mess.

"Knock, Knock." I heard a voice say and I immediately frowned as I looked towards the door and saw a head peak in.

"What the hell do you want?" I shot coldly.

He smiled at me, "I was just coming to check on you. See how you were doing... I see you and your boy toy had a itty bitty argument earlier."

"Why should you care?" I shot at him and he placed his hand over his heart.

"Seth, I'm always gonna care about you." He told me, "I don't care what we've gone through, I'm always gonna care."

"If you cared you wouldn't be here." I told him, "I said I was don't with this and I meant that. I have enough things I'm going through and I don't need you on that list again."

He purses his lips, "But don't you miss us Seth?"

"There was no us." I shot at him, "What we had was nothing."

"Nothing but fucking." He shot back at me, "Seth you don't fucking love Dean."

"Don't you tell me-" I started but stopped when he interrupted me.

"You don't!" He shouted at me, "If you would have loved Dean so much you wouldn't have came to me. We wouldn't have done the things we've done."

"I was stupid." I protested.

"You were in lust." He shot back while walking closer to me.

"Exactly!" I shouted at him, "Pure and utter lust! That's it, nothing else, no strings attached. So fucking drop it and get out because the strings have been cut and the bridge has been burned:"

"Broken strings have can be tied back together with a knot and bridges can be built again!" He shouted at me, "Can't you see that I wanna be there for you Seth?"

"I have Dean." I growl.

"You deserve better than that loser!" He shouted at me, "So much better Seth. He's a dead beat slob and your a king. You two don't match. You're better than him! Stop giving him all your attention. I want your attention. Do you know how well I could treat you? I'd do everything you'd say. Everything you wanted, it be yours. I'm not someone you have to figure out, what I'm telling you right now is what you'll get. You can't get that with him."

I shook my head as I looked at him, "You don't get it, do you? I love Dean. Every part about him. He isn't predictable and I'm grateful for that. He keeps me guessing. He isn't boring. He's Dean. He's my Dean. And I'm never leaving my Dean for you."

"Then why did you fuck.me?" He said lowly and I glared at him.

"You, slept with me." He said to me, "You weren't drunk. You weren't drugged. You were in your right mind. So explain yourself now, Seth. Let the world know why you did what you did. Everyone dying to know."

"Let everyone know that no matter how much you try to deny it." He spoke lowly, "No matter how much you deny. No matter how much you claim to love that useless idiot. I will always be better than Dean fucking Ambrose."

I seethed as the smirk spread across his lips, wanting to do nothing more than to wipe it off of him.

"Come on now Sethy." He said to me while tugging on the bottom of my shirt, "Why don't you teach me a lesson?"

I roughly pushed his hand away and he glared at me.

"You'll learn soon enough." He said while shaking his head.

"Get the hell out of my room." I growled lowly as I glared at him and he simply shook his head.

He began to open his mouth, but no words came out as the sound of the door swinging open filled the room.

My eyes widened and my heart felt as though it dropped six feet under as I stared at my fiancé that stood at the doorway.

His face held a look of sadness that completely crushed everything inside of me as he stared at me.

His eyes traveled from me and with every inch that he took in of the man in front of me, his expression turned into a look of pure rage.

"Dean!" I could hear Roman's voice shout from down the hall, then seconds later he appeared next to Dean, "fucking shit..."

The room became dead silent and the only sound that I could hear was the sound of my heartbeat in my ears.

The next sound I heard was the sound of Dean laughing and my stomach practically did a flip.

"I just want you to know," he said with another laugh, then his facial expression turned dead serious, "You're not leaving this room with your fucking life, Styles."

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