Chapter 24.

                                    

                                          
Paige's POV
                          
I haven't seen Dean for the past 4 months. I haven't seen him at work because he recently got injured when he took a ladder to the temple. 
Doc said he's lucky to be alive today but we all know Dean is never hurt.
                          
I've been wanting to visit him but I'm way too nervous. It's been 4 months for crying out loud. How awkward would that be?
                          
Ever since I moved out of Dean's apartment, I moved back in with Emma in the apartment that I used to live in.
I'm sitting on my bed reading a magazine when I get a text.
                          
It's Emma.
                          
E: Hey! I won't be back home until after midnight and we've ran out of milk and coffee creamer. Can you run to the quick Mark and buy some?
                          
I let out a sign. I'm not in the mood to go anywhere right now, but I guess. I need to get out of the house anyways.
                          
•~•
                          
I arrive at the store and get out of the car. I turn around to enter the store but something catches my eye. A car. A very familiar car. Who's car is that? It kinda looks like...Dean's car.
                          
I shake my head. What are the odds that's Dean's car. He lives in Ohio and were in Florida. I doubt that's him.
                          
I walk into the store and look for the milk fridges. I'm walking to the and grab a carton when all of a sudden someone calls my name.
                          
"Paige? Is that you?" A familiar voice calls.
                          
I froze in my shoes. 
                          
When I finally found the courage, I turned and was shocked to be met by the icy blue eyes that I haven't seen in the last few months.
                          
"Dean?" I stare deep into his eyes slightly confused."Wh-What are you doing in Orlando?" I ask 
                          
"Raw in Miami and I was on my way to my hotel until I wanted to get a snack for the rest of the ride." He says while motioning to the chips and soda in his hands.
                          
"Wait. Aren't you injured? What're you going to Raw for?" I ask worried.
                          
"Aha. So you did know. You just didn't wanna come visit me." He says.
                          
"Dean you know I care it's just way too soon." I say remembering our horrible break up.
                          
"Paige it's been 4 months. You could've at least called." He says kinda hurt.
                          
"You're right. I'm sorry. So how are you feeling?" I ask in a concerned tone.
                          
"Uh I keep having this sharp pain I my head sometimes" he says while grabbing his head."but I think i should be back in the ring by next week or the week after." He says while brushing off the pain in his head.
                          
While he's talking I can tell something. Something that's just not right.
"Dean I can tell when you're okay and when you're not.You didn't go to the hospital did you?" I ask.
                          
"I don't need a hospital to tell me that I'm okay." He says while getting some iced coffee to-go and puts it in his shopping crate.
                          
"Dean you're not okay. You need to see a doctor." I say while walking up to him and putting my hand on the bandage around his head.
                          
"Saraya I told you once and I'll tell you again. Im fine." He says.
                          
"No you're not Dean I can tell by the look in your eyes. You need help." I say worried.
                          
"Paige just leave it alone. I'm not hurt, I feel just fine, so just stop." He says stubbornly.
                          
"See Dean, this is why we broke up. You never listen to me. Every time I try to help you, you always just push me away." I walk closer to him. "Just let me help you." I say while placing my hand on the bandage again.
                          
He takes a deep breath as he starts to loosen up. "Okay fine. I'll go to a doctor." He says
                          
A wide smile appears on my face "Good. Now I don't trust you to go alone so I'm taking you. I don't think I have a match tomorrow so we'll scheduled an appointment." I say as we walk over to the chase register.
                          
He groans loudly "I hate doctors, Paige. You know that." He say
                          
"Oh hush up you'll thank me for this sooner or later." I say as we get out thing rung up.