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JEY RIZZO - JEY USO X Kabana Love (OC)

Request: Okay so yk how the raw before war games when they were mentioning how they needed a 5th member? Well, this universe, it’s a mixed war games so Rhea is in. Cody makes his “call” Randy and a former NXT, newly signed Keiarie or Kabana Love for her ring debut with them. Mr. Main Event takes a notice to her and tries to yk, get his game on the whole night with her.

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“Well if it isn’t Miss Kabana Love..” Kabana smirked and excused herself from her conversation with Kelani Jordan and turned around to face The American Nightmare himself.

“Well if it isn’t Mr former executive vice president.” She shot back, laughing when he rolled his eyes. “You not down here tryna become NXT champion are you?” She asked teasingly as she pulled him into a hug.

Cody laughed. “Nope” he said, popping the ‘p’ “got a special invitation to come down here to watch the show from Shawn”. Kaiarie nodded

“Okay well, unlike you some of us have to work. ” She smirked, patting her NXT Women’s Championship that was wrapped around her waist. “But we should get dinner after.”

“Oh totally.” Cody said, nodding his head. “I missed you busting my balls every chance you get.” Kabana and Cody glared at each other before breaking out into smiles. “Come find me after your match”. She gave him a thumbs up before waving as he walked away, both of them oblivious to the two sets of eyes watching them.

“The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the NXT women’s championship!” Kabana took a deep breath and shook out her stage fright jitters and her theme song started to blare through the performance center.

She smiled as she appeared at the top of the stage listening to the fans chant her name as she held up her championship, her opponent in the ring already glaring daggers at her. “Making her way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois Kabana Love!” She entered the ring walking up to Tiffany Stratton and started talking her shit, title raised high in the air.

Kabana smirked as the referee stepped in between them, separating them and pushing them to their respective corners.

As soon as the bell rang the smirk was off of Kabana’s face, it was game time. It was honestly one of her better matches with her and Tiffany trading move after move, near fall after near fall and the crowd was louder than ever.

It was now nearing the end of the match and Kabana had just got her knees up to block Tiffany’s Prettiest Moonsault Ever and was about to set her up for the Love Tap when someone jumping on the ring apron distracted her. Both Kabana and the referee looked at Dominik Mysterio in confusion.

“Are you fucking lost?” Kabana spat at him, rolling her eyes at the dumb little smirk on his face.

“What the hell?” She heard Vic Joseph say as she was grabbed from behind. “That’s Rhea Ripley Book, what the hell is she doing here.” Before Kabana could react she was set up for the Riptide and planted firmly on the mat. Rhea rolled out of the ring and wrapped her arm around Dom’s waist as the both made their way back up the ramp, smirking at all the boos they were receiving.

Tiffany took advantage of the situation and set Kabana up for another Prettiest Moosault Ever.

1-2-3 ding ding ding

“Here’s your winner and the NEW NXT women’s champion. Tiffany Stratton.” Kabana laid in the ring, glaring up at the ceiling as Tiffany celebrated with her championship.

“Bull-shit! Bull-shit!” she heard the crowd chant and she couldn’t agree more. What just happened was complete bullshit. She had never had a run in with Rhea or any of the other judgment day members, so why in the fuck did Rhea just come out here and cost her the title?

Kabana was livid as she made her way backstage, trying to find Rhea before being told that she and Dominik were already gone from the building. “You alright?” Kabana sighed and turned to face Cody. “That was bullshit and 100 percent my fault.” Kabana narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. “They approached me after they saw us talking earlier, thought I was trying to recruit you for our War Games match.”

Kabana scoffed and shook her head in disbelief. “Isn’t that fucking great. On everything I love Rhea better watch out cause she gon get hers.” She said placing a hand on her lower back as it began to ache again. “You still need a member?” Cody nodded with a hopeful look in his eyes and Kabana smirked. “Count me in then Rhodes, bitch got something coming to her.” Cody smirked and placed his hands in his suit pants pocket. Rhea had no idea of the beast she had just awoken inside of Kabana.

Monday Night Raw

Kabana smirked as she made her way through the crowd dressed in all black. It was time for Rhea to reap what she sowed.

Rhea was leaning against the ring post laughing as Jey was getting his ass kicked by Judgement Day and Drew Mcintyre. The smirk was wiped off her face as a figure in black jumped the barricade. She looked around for security before she was knocked onto her ass by a mean right hook.

Kabana took off her hood and glared down at Rhea. She heard the crowd roar as they recognized her but she kept her eyes on Rhea who was backing away slowly. “Oh you done fucked up now.” Kabana snarled and as soon as Rhea tried to get up Kabana pounced, tackling her back down to the floor, throwing blow after blow. Rhea pushed Kabana off her and got to her feet only to be knocked back down by a superkick from Kabana.

“You thought you could cost me my title and there be no repercussions?” Kabana asked a knocked out Rhea. “Bitch are you dumb?” She rolled her eyes as Dom came over and helped Rhea to her feet, helping her walk over to where the rest of the team were standing.

“I’m so happy you guys won the advantage.” She heard Cody yell into the mic as she rolled into the ring to join her team. She paced behind the men, eyes still glaring at Rhea.. “I’m so glad you have a star like Drew McIntyre with you.. Because we’re not alone.” Cody trailed off and Kabana cut her eyes over at him then at Jey who was already looking at Cody. She had heard him talking about Randy joining them but she wasn’t sure he accepted.

“We found a sixth member. Somebody that I.. have a legacy with.” Kabana started to smirk. This War Games team was stacked and she couldn’t wait to get her hands on Rhea inside of the cage.

Survivor Series: WarGames

Kabana smiled at Adam Pierce as she handed him back his pen. She was officially a member of the Raw roster and after War Games her first order of business was taking that title away from Rhea.

“Aww shit.” She heard somebody say from behind her. “Was that a contract I just saw you sign?” Jey Uso asked as he walked closer to her. Kabana nodded her head with a smile on her face. “Good, so that means I get to see more of you.” Kabana furrowed her eyebrows. Was he flirting with her? “Happy you on our team tonight too. We definitely winning.” He said rubbing his hands together.

“Are we gonna be graced with another wonderful press conference?” She asked, smirking at the way his cheeks turned a shade of pink.

“Hell no!” He exclaimed as they started walking towards the dressing rooms. “And I put the blame all on ya boy Cody. Uce was giving me shot after shot.” He scratched the back of his neck. “It was embarrassing as hell too. I was stumbling all over my words and shit..” He trailed off with a shake of his head.

“I thought it was kinda cute..” She said, eyeing him up and down. He looked extremely good in his War Games ring gear. The blue and camo mix looked good on him.

“Stop flirting with my protégé Uce.” Cody came up to the two of them, wrapping his arm around Kabana’s shoulder. “You ready for tonight?”

“Hell yeah, I’m ready to get my hands on Rhea. Stupid bitch been subbin’ me on twitter all damn week.” Kabana said, rolling her eyes and unzipping her hoodie, showing off her new ring attire.

“Damn K.” Jey said, choking on his words as she did a slow 360 for him.

“It’s cute right? I figured I needed something new.” Cody watched as Jey hungrily looked Kabana up and down, a slight smirk on his face. “I’ll catch up with y’all in a bit though.” she ran off an extra pep in her step feeling Jey's eyes on her.

“Have you no shame?” Cody asked, laughing when Jey shook his head ‘no’

“Nah, so uh- what’s the deal with you two?” Jey asked, eyes never leaving Kabana’s frame until she rounded the corner out of his line of vision. “You and her.. You know?”

“Hell no!” The American Nightmare exclaimed. “Brandi would kill me.”

“So I can..” Jey said pointing in the direction Kabana went and Cody nodded, laughing.

“So whatchu doin after this?” Josh asked Kabana, ignoring the looks from the rest of their teammates who were locked in the cage at the top of the ramp with them. Kabana stopped her staring contest with Rhea to cut her eyes over at Jey.

“Huh?”

“Like after the show, you wanna go get dinner or something..” Sami and Cody startled to chuckle at the look of bewilderment on her face.”

“Wait, you’re asking me out.. In the middle of our match.”

“You know what they say, Carpe Diem or something like that.” He smiled, his grillz gleaming in the bright lights.

“Jey, i’m pretty sure, it’s gonna be like 2 am once we actually get out of here.” Jey nodding then stepped out of the cage as the referee opened it.

“Okay, then my hotel room.” He winked, “Think about it.” he pointed at her and smiled before running down to the ring to help out Seth Rollins.

“I can’t believe i’m actually doing this.” Kabana muttered to herself as she stepped off the elevator onto the 3rd floor. She exhaled a shaky, nervous breath before knocking on the door that matched the number Jey had told her earlier before leaving the arena.

She rolled her eyes with a chuckle as he opened the door with a wide smile. “Finally, the food was starting to get cold..”

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dmysterioblog · 3 months

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Revenge

Paring: Rhea Ripley x fem!reader (established), Charlotte Flair x fem!reader (eventual)

Summary: You lost your NXT Championship to Lyra while Rhea was gone and she was not happy. When you didn’t succeed at getting it back she and the rest of TJD left you. You found comfort in someone else who also helped get your revenge.

Warnings; ansgt, light choking, smut

Word Count: 5.3k

A/n: The reader is technically Dominik and her father is Carlito but it’s not mentioned.

“1…2…3! Here’s your winner! And new NXT women’s champion, Lyra Valkyria!” You dragged yourself out of the ring to sit against the steel steps, hugging your knee. You panted through your gritted in pain. You had just lost your title to Lyra. You fought as hard as you could but you still lost.

Fuck.

Rhea was not going to be happy when she came back. What were you going to do? Now she’s going to think you couldn’t handle business on your own. You slowly got up and limped backstage. The ref tried to help you but you just pushed her away saying you could walk on your own.

Once you were backstage you went straight to your locker room. You sat in front of your dresser, looking at yourself before slamming your fists on it out of anger. Why didn’t you kick out? You took a deep breath before you started taking off your makeup and tried to relax. Maybe she would take it easy on you. At that moment your phone’s screen lit up with a message notification from Damian:

‘You did good out there. Don’t stress too much about it, alight?’

You smiled before replying and heading out to your hotel.

Monday Night Raw

“JUDGMENT DAY COME OUT HERE! WE NEED TO TALK!”

You took a deep breath and hid your hands in your pocket so no one would notice how badly they were shaking. Only you and Damian walked out since Finn was out, injured from the brawl that happened last Monday. Slowly, you made your way into the ring, Damian looking more confident than you did. You took off Rhea’s belt from around your waist and gave it to her, your hands still shaking.

“Now we all know the judgment day has no leader, correct?” she began, “But each of us has our own responsibility,” she looked directly at you, “So, what happens? Mami gets taken out for two weeks by Nia Jax and all of a sudden everything starts falling apart. Because mami is the one who makes the game plans but when I left I gave someone else that responsibility and they disappointed me.”

You lowered your head thinking she was referring to you until she said Damian’s name and turned in his direction.

“I go, and you can’t handle the job,” she continues, “After the brawl last week, Finn is out injured. You can't even compete tonight against Jey because you are not medically cleared. And what else happens Priest? Y/n lost her NXT women’s title to Lyra because you weren’t out there to help as I told you to.” At that, you lifted your head and looked at him. He was supposed to be there to help and chose not to?

“And now we have a Cody and Jey problem, you wanna know why? Because they don’t fear us, Priest. They can see the tension. They don’t see us as a threat. And because of that, they are going to try and take the tag team titles from you and Finn. And what are you gonna do about it, huh? You can’t do anything.” You could feel the tension between them from where you were standing.

“With all due respect Rhea,” it was Damian’s turn to speak, “You’re not saying anything I don't already know. I know that Cody and Jey are coming for the titles, but when push comes to shove…I’ll push harder. You know, the way I see it, I have my titles. I have my contract. I don’t want to point fingers or start anything but…Mami, where’s Y/n’s title?”

He looked directly at you with no remorse. You looked back at him with a hurt look on your face. Why would he do this to you? He’s supposed to be your family. Rhea turned to look at you. Her gaze filled with a mix of anger and disappointment. You couldn't hold eye contact for long and lowered your head once again.

“Y/n, I’m your Mami, right? What does that make you? That makes you my babygirl. So tomorrow night, at NXT, you have a rematch against Lyra Valkyria. You’re welcome,” she lifted your face with her finger, “But if you don’t come home to me with that championship…then don’t bother coming home.”

You felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. Your eyes watered but you were able to keep the tears at bay. You gulped and simply nodded at her statement. You all then got out the ring and walked backstage. When you did Rhea left to handle other things and you turned towards Damian.

“Why would you do that?” You asked.

“Do what?”

“Throw me under the bus! We are supposed to be family!”

“Listen, you were the one who lost their title, not me.”

“Only because you weren’t there to help.”

“I shouldn’t have to help you Y/n. And if I do have to help you, then maybe you shouldn’t be champion.”

“What about all the hits I took for you and Finn to help you win those titles?” you questioned while pointing at the belts around his waist.

“...” he said nothing and walked off. You roughly ran your hand through your hair before storming into the judgment day’s locker room. You slammed the door behind you, the anger and frustration boiling inside you. You took deep breaths, trying to calm down when someone walked in. JD McDonagh.

“Wow, are you okay?”

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it, now what do you want?”

“Okay um, I was looking for Rhea and Damian.”

“I-”

Right when you were about to speak, both Rhea and Damian came in arguing but once they saw you and JD they stopped.

“¿Qué hace este tipo aquí?” Damian asked with anger in his voice.

“Damian, calm down, I asked him to be here,” Rhea looked at JD, “Tell him your plan.”

“Alright, we know Kevin doesn’t like or trust Jey. How do you think he’ll react to him and Cody going for the Tag Titles that he and Sami couldn’t get back? We need to play mind games here. If we make them stop trusting each other then we’ll have a soft spot to go for. We divide and then we conquer.”

“What do you think Damian,” Rhea looked at him.

“I don’t know, I’ll think about it.” He walked out once again.

“Y/n, Lyra is having a backstage interview, you know what to do.” She gave you a cold look and you just gave a firm nod and walked out, she followed suit. You eventually found Lyra and called her name.

“Lyra! If I were you, I wouldn’t get too comfortable with that belt because come tomorrow, I’m taking back what is rightfully mine.” You snarled.

“And she’s not going alone,” Rhea said, doing the little wave she always does.

“Yeah? We’ll see about that. See you tomorrow.” That was all Lyra said before she left. You were going to make your way back to the locker room until Rhea grabbed you by the neck and slammed you against the wall.

“You better win tomorrow, understand?”

“Sí mami,” you gasped out. She let go of you and walked off and you followed a few seconds after catching your breath.

NXT

You were moments away to walk out for your match against Lyra at the main event. The crowd roared with anticipation as you took a deep breath and adjusted your gear, mentally preparing for the match ahead. You needed to win.

“Are you ready, Mami?”

“Yes, let’s go.” She followed you out. Your music started blaring as well as the boos and the cheers for you. You looked at Rhea, she raised her eyebrow, and you gave her a firm nod. You stared down Lyra as you slid into the ring and she did the same.

“The following contest is scheduled for one fall, is for the NXT Women’s Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, she is Y/n L/n!” you raised your arms, taking in the cheers and the boos, “And her opponent, she is the NXT Women's Champion, Lyra Valkyria!” Lyra raised the belt and the whole arena burst into cheers. It made you jealous. You missed those cheers before tuning heel. She gave the belt to the ref and you opened the ropes for Rhea but before she stepped through them, she grabbed a hold of your jaw.

“Don’t disappoint me again.”

“I won’t. I promise mami.” She finally stepped out and the bell rang.

You and Lyra circled the ring before you made the first move. You went for a clothesline but she dodged it. She took the opportunity to dropkick you from behind and go for the cover but you were able to kick out. You both went into an exchange of hits until you finally took her down. You dragged her closer to the ring post, climbed to the top rope, and went for a frog splash but Lyra brought her knees to her chest and took you out.

—

The match had been going on for a while. You were getting exhausted as well as Lyra but you both kept kicking out. You were climbing to the top rope when Lyra came from behind, powerbombed you, and went for the cover.

“1...2…3! Here’s your winner! And still the NXT Women’s Champion, Lyra Valkyria!”

No.

No, no, no, no!

This can’t be happening.

You sat up and looked for Rhea and found her walking backstage, without you. You crawled to the ropes and called her name.

“Rhea! Rhea, please!” She paused for a second then turned towards the ring, only to give you a disapproving look, and finally disappeared backstage, leaving you behind. You could feel the tears beginning to form but you didn’t dare let them out.

“Maybe you should have listened to your father when he told you that the judgment day was bad news,” Lyra said from behind you. Your look of sadness soon turned into rage when you turned to look at her.

“This is all your fault.”

“This had nothing to do with m-” before she could finish the sentence you jumped on top of her and started throwing punches.

“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! IF IT WASN’T FOR YOU I WOULD STILL ME CHAMPION AND RHEA WOULD STILL BE HERE!” You kept throwing punch after punch until you were finally pulled away from her by three refs. You stared at her getting up before shrugging off the ref’s hands and walked out of the arena. You didn’t bother going to the locker rooms.

When you got to your car the first thing you did was text Rhea and the rest of the judgment day. When you got no response you decided to call.

Straight to voicemail.

You sighed in defeat and decided to just drive back to your hotel and wait until the morning.

—

When you woke up in the morning you reached for Rhea’s warmth but when your hand didn’t feel her, the memories of the events that took place the night before came back.

You lost.

You lost against Lyra.

…And Rhea left you.

You quickly reached for your phone and called Rhea’s number once again.

“Please leave your message for-”

“Fuck.” You tried calling the others, even JD, but they didn’t answer either.

You felt lost. You realized how much you relied on her and without her you felt so lost. You didn’t know what to do.

Monday Night Raw

You stormed out of your locker room once you were informed that the JD was in the building. They had ghosted you all week and you were going to confront them.

“Rhea!” You yelled from the other side of that hall when you saw Rhea talking to who looked like Cora Jade. When she saw how angry you were she excused herself and left you and Rhea alone.

“What do you want?” Rhea growled.

“What do I want? You and the rest of judgment day ghosted me all week.”

“What did I tell you was gonna happen if you didn’t win the NXT Women’s Championship back? Hm?”

“Y-you can’t be serious.”

“I am very serious. You aren’t strong enough to be in judgment day anymore.”

“Not strong enough? What about all the things I’ve done for you, Damian, and Finn! That doesn’t matter anymore?”

“No.” You felt true anger when she said that. The words that came out of your mouth next were out of pure rage.

“I want a match. Against you.” She began to laugh maniacally.

“You want a match against me?” she chuckled, “You can’t even beat Lyra, what makes you think you can beat me?”

“I don’t care, I want it. Tonight.” She shook her head, looked you up and down before speaking again.

“Fine, I’ll talk to Pearce. See you in the ring babygirl,” she mocked before walking away. You hadn’t noticed but a couple tears had escaped your eyes but you quickly wiped them away.

—

“This is my brutality!” Rhea’s music blasted through the arena. She walked down the aisle while Sam introduced her.

“The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, representing The Judgment Day, she is the Women’s World Champion, Rhea Ripley!”

After she got in the ring your music hit. You walked out into the arena and locked eyes with her.

“And her opponent, Y/n L/n!”

When you got in the ring you gave her a death glare and she returned it. The bell rang and you two started circling the ring before launching at each other. Out of nowhere, she picked you up and slammed you into the mat. You got up quickly and ran towards her only for her to move out the way. You turned and got all up in her face before slapping her across the face. Usually her opponent would be terrified after doing something like that but not you. You were too upset to care.

You wanted revenge.

“You think you can just slap me-”

You slapped her again.

“Yes. Yes I do-” she wrapped her hand around your neck and began to squeeze but you managed to break free, delivering a swift kick to her midsection. While she was getting up you delivered a dropkick and went for the cover.

“1…2-” she kicked out.

You took a moment to breathe before putting her in a headlock only for her to break free and head butting you. You backwards on the mat and she went for the cover but you kicked out at two. She grabbed your face harshly before she spoke.

“You think you’re at my level? Huh?” She spat out. You pushed her away and got up. You glared back at her, the fire in your eyes reflecting your determination. She only smirked in your direction running at you. You duked and tried to go after her leg but she was quicker than you and moved out the way.

While you were getting up she delivered a dropkick taking you out and going for the cover only for you to kick out at the last second. This infuriated her. She picked you up, positioned you for riptide and slammed your body full force on the mat.

“1…2…3!”

“Here’s your winner, the Women’s World Champion, Rhea Ripley!” She pushed your body away before snatching her title from the ref and lifting it up high. You started to drag yourself toward a corner of the right but before you could reach it you felt yourself being dragged back to the middle of the ring. Rhea flipped you onto your back and lifted your head up by your hair.

“You are nothing without me. Nothing,” she said with venom in her voice. You felt the tears coming out at her words.

“Rhea let her go, the match is over.” The ref yelled. She slammed your head against the mat before getting up and finally leaving the ring.

“Are you okay?” asked the ref. You just nodded before getting up and walking backstage. You headed straight to Adam’s office. You knew if you stayed on raw any longer it I’ll be a death sentence. You walked into his office without bothering to knock.

“Adam, I need to move to smackdown.”

“I think that’s the best option but you are going to have to talk to Nick before we make it official, okay?” you nodded before walking out and heading towards your locker room.

Friday Night Smackdown

You stood outside of Nick’s office. You took a deep breath before knocking. You waited a few seconds before you heard him say ‘come in’. You quickly opened the door and walked in.

“Y/n, good to see you. Adam told me you would come by.”

“It’s good to see you too.” you smiled politely.

Please, take a seat,” he said while pointing at the chair in front of his desk and you gladly took a seat.

“I’m guessing this has to do with what happened on monday?”

“Yeah, I wanted to ask if I was able to move to smackdown? We all know what would happen if I stay on raw.”

“Yeah, I think I have an idea of what would happen. Well I have good news and bad news.”

“Go on,” you sighed.

“I would love to have you here but as you know, when Jey moved to raw, a superstar from raw had to be drafted to smackdown. Therefore if you want to move here, you’re going to have to find a superstar that would be willing to switch with you. Preferably a woman,” you nodded along, “If you can find someone by the end of the night, I will have a contract ready for you next week.”

“Okay, thank you so much Nick.” You outstretched your hand.

“Thank you,” he smiled lightly and shook your hand. You smiled back and excused yourself out. You started to think of all the female superstars on smackdown who would be willing to switch with you. Bianca has her storyline with Iyo Sky, Mitchin is with the OC, Damage Ctrl is…Damage Ctrl, and…Shotzi! You could ask Shotzi. You started walking to her locker room until a voice stopped you.

“Look at what the cat dragged in. Where’s Judgment Day? Matter of fact, where’s Rhea?” You took a deep breath before turning toward them.

“Charlotte, please, I don't need this right now.”

“I told you this would happen. Everyone did. Why didn’t you take my offer when you had the chance?”

“...”

“Tell me.” she walked closer to you.

“...I wanted to believe that they actually wanted me and that they weren’t using me,” a tear fell down your cheek, “That i was enough for once…”

Flashback

“It’s okay to be scared, Rhea, having seconds thoughts about choosing me-”

“Queeny, queeny- can I call you that?” you cut Charlotte off, “You know what? Nevermind, sweetheart. I’m not gonna let you run down mami, my queen.”

“Look at you taking orders like a good little niña,” she smirked as you made your way into the ring, “Sweetie, why don’t you be a good girl and get Rhea for me, hm?” You wouldn't admit it to anyone but her comment made you blush a bit.

“I-” before you could get another word out, Rhea's music hit. You found it strange because that wasn’t the plan. You were supposed to keep talking smack to Charlotte but you guessed it was a last minute change. You noticed that Rhea looked furious making her way to the ring.

“Rhea–”

“I got it from here. Now go backstage and wait for me there.” was the only thing she said before getting in Charlotte’s face. You only looked between them hesitantly before walking out. You watched the rest of the interaction backstage. You were glad nothing bad happened, you didn’t want for things to get too out of control. You knew how long Rhea had been waiting for this moment, to finally beat her biggest enemy. You didn’t want for her to ruin it by letting her anger get the best of her. After they finished the promo they were brought backstage separately. Rhea barged into your locker room fuming.

“What the hell was that out there?! Huh?!”

“What are you talking about, mami? I was doing what you asked–” You were cut off mid sentence by a sharp pain against your cheek.

“I told you to distract her not to whore yourself out and flirt with her!”

“I-I’m sorry mami,” you said while gripping onto your burning cheek.

“Good. I’m going to get some fresh air, we leave in ten,” and she walked out. You let some tears spill but you quickly wiped them away. You brought upon yourself. You shouldn’t have flirted with Charlotte. You looked in the mirror and made sure there was no bruise on your face before walking outside to Rhea’s car.

“Y/n,” You heard your name being called from behind you. You turned only to come face-to-face with Charlotte once again, “Where are you going so fast?” she asked with a smug look on her face. You started to panic a bit. You didn’t want to risk being seen with her and for someone to tell Rhea.

“Charlotte, I can't be seen with you so please, just leave me alone.” She took notice of your redden cheek and her expression changed to a look of concern.

“Did she do that?” she tried to touch your cheek but you quickly stopped her.

“That’s none of your business.”

“You know it will only get worse, right? She's gonna get tired of you as well as the rest of Judgment Day and they’re gonna leave you hanging.”

“No, they won’t.” Charlotte sighed.

“Why don’t you join me? Hm? I’ll give you everything you want and more. I would treat you so much better than she ever will.” You only looked at her, contemplating her offer but out of the corner of your eye you saw Cathy talking to someone. If she saw you talking to Charlotte, she would definitely tell Rhea.

“I-I’ve gotta go,” and you walked off.

End of Flashback

Charlotte's expression softened slightly as she listened to you, and she hesitated before speaking.

“You were and still are enough, okay? You don’t need Rhea or the Judgment Day to tell you that. C’mere, sweetheart.” She opened her arms. You looked at her for a second before letting yourself get enveloped in her arms. It felt nice to be comforted and not scolded for once. After a few seconds, you pulled away.

“I’m guessing you were talking to Nick about switching brands?” she asked to which you nodded, “What did he say?”

“He said he would love to have me here but that I need to find someone who would be willing to switch with me because of the draft.”

“Hmm, did you have someone in mind?”

“I was heading towards Shotzi’s locker room since she’s the only person I could think of.”

“I’ll go with you, I’m sure she’ll agree.” She smiled at you sweetly before taking a kind of your hand and leading you to Shotzi’s room. You knocked on her door and a few seconds later she opened the door. She smiled At Charlotte but that quickly faded when she saw you.

“What’s is she doing here?”

“Shotzi, please, just hear her out-”

“No! You know what her and the rest of the Judgment Day did to me so I don’t care about whatever you have to say.”

“I’m so sorry about what I did-” you tried to reason with her but she slammed the door in your face. This was your last chance and now it is over. You fell on your knees and a pained sob escaped your lips.

“My father was right. I should have stayed in his shadow-”

“Hey, hey don’t say that,” she knelt down next to you and wrapped her arms around you, “You are much more than just your father’s shadow. Look at what you accomplished. You became the NXT Women’s Champion.”

“I lost it to Lyra-”

“Only after you gave her a hell of a fight.” You leaned your head against her chest.

“Thank you, Charlotte.”

“You don’t have to thank me, alright? Come on. I have a plan.”

It’s been over a month since you were kicked out of Judgment Day. Since Shotzi didn’t switch with you, Charlotte suggested you take a break from all the chaos. She made a deal with you. If you helped her, she would help you get your revenge. In the month you were out she trained you. You learned new moves and techniques and you were thankful for her. She was the only person to pick you up after Rhea let you down.

Tonight was Crown Jewel. Charlotte had challenged Rhea for her title to which she accepted. In her words she would ‘show who the new queen is’. This was all part of the plan.

You were now helping Charlotte get ready for her match. She was wearing purple gear. You helped her zip up her top before she turned to look at herself in the mirror.

“You look stunning.” You whispered.

“Thank you, princess. You look beautiful as well.” Your cheeks burned at the compliment. She turned towards you and cupped your face.

“You remember the plan right?” You nodded in response.

“Good. This is going to be our night.” She was interrupted by a knock on the door.

“You’re up in 5.” Someone called from outside the door.

“It’s showtime.” You helped her put on her robe before walking out towards gorilla.

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The match had taken many turns. Both Charlotte and Rhea giving it their everything. At this point the superstars were exhausted but neither gave up. Charlotte had just thrown Rhea out of the ring and was now distracting the ref by acting injured.

This was it.

You put your hood on and ran out through the crowd. You jumped over the barricade and delivered a big boot to Rhea as she was getting up. The crowd went crazy. Carefully not to get noticed by the ref you dragged her body to the announce table. You cleared it before turning towards Rhea and grabbing a hold of her face.

“I am more than I would have ever been with you.” You picked up her body and riptide her through the table before throwing her back in the ring. Charlotte got up on the rope and did a moonsault and went for the cover.

“1…2…3!”

“Here’s your winner! And the new Women’s World Champion, Charlotte Flair!” You slid into the ring and jumped on her out of joy. She caught you while raising the belt in the air with her other arm. You got off of her and that’s when you finally took your hood off to reveal yourself to the arena. The crowd went wild with cheers. You looked at Charlotte with a big smile on your face before kissing her. She placed an arm around your waist and the other around your head to deepen the kiss.

“How dare you!” Rhea yelled from behind you. You turned and knelt down to her.

“How dare I? You brought this upon yourself. You treated me like garbage and threw me out the moment I was no use to you. Lucky for me, Charlotte was there to pick me right up.” You turned towards Charlotte once again and gave her one last kiss before the two of you walked backstage.

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You and Charlotte stumbled into her locker room. She kept kissing you all the way inside until you both fell on the couch. You started giggling and soon she was as well.

“We did it, baby. And soon you’re going to take that title from Iyo.”

“You think I can do it?”

“I know you will.” She leaned in to peck your lips before kissing down your jaw to your neck. Soon she found your sweet spot and started licking and sucking.

“Hmm, Charlotte-” you moaned.

“That’s not my name, sweetheart,” she whispered.

“…mommy.”

“That’s right, good girl.” She continued going down your neck to your collarbone then to the top of your breast. Her hands reached to your back where the clip of your top was.

“Can I take this off, baby?” You nodded in response. She leaned in to kiss you while slowly taking off your top. She threw it somewhere in the room before she started groping your breast. You moaned against her lips as you arched your back.

“Please mommy-”

“What is it, baby? What do you want?”

“M-more.”

“More what? You gotta tell me what you want or I’ll stop,” you whined and tried to hide your face but she didn’t let you, “Come on princess, you can do it.”

“…fuck me, please, mommy.”

“That’s my girl.” She moved down your body and started taking off your shorts along with your underwear. She placed one of your legs over her shoulder and started to kiss her way down to your dripping core. Right when she got to your pussy she stopped once again. You looked down at her and finally she licked down your pussy. You tossed your head back in pleasure. Your moans and pants being the only sound in the room.

“Mommy-” you tried to grind your hips against her face but she pushed them back down. Soon her fingers joined the fun. Her mouth focused on your clit while two of her fingers thrusted into your dripping core. Your hand moved down to grip onto her hair while the other moved towards your mouth to try and keep your moans at bay. When Charlotte noticed, she took her free hand and held on to yours.

“Let those pretty sounds out for me, baby. Don’t hold back.”

“But- fuck…what if someone hears?” You stuttered out.

“Let them.”

“Hmph-” your grip on her hair got stronger as you felt yourself get to the edge, “M-mommy…Im close-”

“I know, baby, I know. Let go for me,” she cooed. Your legs began to shake around her head and your grip on her hand tightened.You went over the edge with a loud moan, arching your back in the process. You rode out your high and soon your body went limp. You closed your eyes, taking a moment to breath until you felt Charlotte pepper kisses all over your face making you giggle.

“Can you look at me, princess?” she asked while gently cupping your face. You blinked your eyes open and looked into her icy blue eyes.

“I am so proud of you, Y/n.” Those words brought tears into your eyes. No one had ever said that to you, not even your dad. You tried to look away but she didn’t let you, “Hey, don't hide from me. You're allowed to cry.”

“I just- no one’s ever been proud of me-”

“Well I am. And I will forever be so proud of you,” she leaned in as you kissed your lips. You put your arms around her neck to deepen the kiss. The kiss was sweet and slow, not like any kiss you’ve had before. Eventually you pulled away and she rested her forehead against yours.

“How about we shower and head home to celebrate.”

“I thought we were already celebrating?”

“Oh, sweetheart, I'm not even halfway done with you.”

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Masterlist

Becky Lynch

Seth Rollins

Dominik Mysterio

Rhea Ripley

Damian Priest

Finn Bálor

Shayna Baszler

The usos

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Kevin Owens

Cody Rhodes

Roman Reigns

The Shield

Bayley

Liv Morgan

Bray Wyatt

Alexa Bliss

Raquel Rodriguez

Edge (Any era works, even AEW)

Shawn Michaels

Rey Mysterio

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Some stuff I won’t write about

AO3

Wattpad

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Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

Part 15

Part 16

Part 17

Part 18

Part 19

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Damian Priest

Rewards

Doubts

Am I Good Enough?

My protector

I’m not him

Anything

Crushing

A Night to Remember

Worlds (coming soon!!)

Finn Balor

Rewards

Betrayal, but No Regret

Found Family (coming soon!!!)

Dominik Mysterio

Jealousy gets the best of us

The Helper

Home doesn’t have to be a house

Smiley

I’ll Help You Practice

She’s So High

Falling for You

Dominik headcanon

In the Right Place

Smile

Love confessions (mxm)

I’ll Hold You

Worlds (coming soon!!)

The Judgement Day

You’re Doing Amazing

We don’t want to do that

Too Drunk

Be good

Surprise Surprise

You’re Doing Amazing pt2

Heel fun

Need A Hug

Their Champion

I Didn’t Make Them proud

Edits

Jey Uso

Birthday Gifts

Help you sleep

Rhea Ripley

The Huntress

Matching Tattoos

Solo Sikoa

Not like anyone else

Protection

Stuck

Rey Mysterio

You’re okay now?

Could I Do Anything To Help?

Let’s Dance

Thank you

Thank you pt2

Shayna Baszler

Softy

Edge

Overstimulated Help

Let’s Dance

It’s not your fault

You did it

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Firefly Girl

Roman Reigns

Messing with you (coming soon!!)

Seth Rollins

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Masterlist

Last updated: 29/3-24

Requests are open

My rules (Check before requesting please)

NSFW Headcanons Masterlist (ON HOLD)

Rhea Ripley

Damian Priest

Priestly

Dominik Mysterio

Finn Balor

The Judgement Day

Seth Rollins

Becky Lynch

Brollins

Charlynch

Charlotte Flair

Andrade

Flair-Idolo (Charlotte & Andrade)

The Four Horsewomen (WWE)

Cody Rhodes

Brody (Brandi & Cody)

Brandi Rhodes

Bayley

Baylor

Baysha

Sasha Banks

Dakota Kai

Iyo Sky

Damage Ctrl

Kairi Sane

Lyra Valkyria

The Four Horsewomen (UFC/MMA)

Marina Shafir

Ronda Rousey

Browsey

Travis Browne

Rouszler

Shayna Baszler

ShayKota/Kaiszler

Mia Yim

Jessamyn Duke

The BRE

AJ Styles

Jey Uso

Nikki Bella

Brie Bella

Trinity Fatu

Glowish

Jimmy Uso

Roman Reigns

Drew McIntyre

Sheamus

Natalya Neidhart

Ronattie

Queen of Harts

Alexa Bliss

Bianca Belair

Jadanca (Jade & Bianca)

Jade Cargill

Zelina Vega

A to Z (Aleister & Zelina)

Zekota

Carmella

Trish Stratus

Karrion Kross

Scarrion (Scarlett & Karrion)

Scarlett

Team Bestie (Trish & Lita)

Lita

The Rated R Couple (Lita & Edge)

Edge

Eddie Guerrero

Chyna

Cheddie

Shawn Michaels (On hiatus)

Triple H

Stephanie McMahon

Beth Phoenix

Phoenix-Edge (Edge & Beth)

Sonya Deville

Alicia Fox

RnR (Rhea & Raquel)

Raquel Rodriguez

Moriguez

Liv 4 Brutality

Liv Morgan

Zoey Stark

Starkszler (Shayna & Zoey)

Troey (Trish & Zoey)

Candice LeRae

Indi Hartwell

InDex

Dexter Lumis

Rhuddy (Rhea & Buddy)

Buddy Matthews

Brody King

Malakai Black

Julia Hart

House of Black

Jon Moxley

Moxuette

Renee Paquette

Claudio Castagnoli/Cesaro

Toni Storm

Saraya

Jeff Hardy

Ruby Soho/Riott

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mamirhodessxox Masterlist

RULES

I do not write things such as Pee Kinks, puke fetish, Underaged sex, Foot Fetishes, CNC, R*pe, Sexual assault/harassment, Abortions, Drug addictions, Alcohol addiction, Miscarriages or Incest/step-cest, Period sex (just not my thing.)

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Dance Instructor!Rhea Ripley

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Kindergarten Teacher!Reader/Oc

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Criminal!Reader/Oc

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Cody Rhodes

Series/Stories

His Strange Addiction (Series), Part 3 (I lost part 2), Part 4, Part 7 (I lost 5 & 6), Part 8, Part 9, Part 10 (Final Part), Bonus chapter

Hey There Delilah (Series) Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11

I Hate You more (Series) Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Dead Witches Wish, Part 1

Too Sweet

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Millions

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Dummies In love

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Settle Down

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On The Pole

(Fluff, Cody x Fem!Wrestler Reader)

Nervous

(Fluff, Cody x Fem!Reader)

Absolutely Not Having it

(Angst, Fluff, Cody x Pregnant Fem!Reader)

Welcome to the family

(Fluff, Cody x Fem!Reader)

Last Friday Night

(Fluff, Smut, Dashing!Cody Rhodes x Playboy Model Fem!Reader)

Chocolates & Blankets

(Fluff, Cody Rhodes x Fem!Reader)

Cherry On Top

(Cody Rhodes x Baker Fem!Reader, Fluff)

Before You Leave Me

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Dating Cody Rhodes

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masterlist & rules

requests are CLOSED!!

HELLLOOOO EVERYONE!!! thanks so much for stopping by! before you make any requests, please read through the following rules. thank you!!

requests will be posted as i have time to write them; i cannot promise they’ll be posted immediately

i write smut, fluff, angst, and have shared some prompt posts on my page that i’m more than happy to use in a request

i reserve the right to not fulfill a request if it is something i do not feel comfortable writing or feel as though i cannot do the subject matter justice

if you don’t specify if you’re requesting headcanons or an imagine or anything else, i will choose what ends up being written

my limits on smut are as follows:

i will NOT write anything with virginity/taking virginity/anything non-consensual (including CNC), gore/extreme violence, pedophilia, incest, or ageplay/age regression. everything else is fair game unless the request makes me very uncomfortable

the people listed in my masterlist are who i usually write for, but the following is a more comprehensive list

the judgement day as a whole

rhea ripley

damian priest

dominik mysterio

finn balor

seth rollins

becky lynch

liv morgan

brooks jensen

josh briggs

house of black members - mostly malaki black and buddy matthews

adam page

jon moxley

jungle boy

if you have a specific person to request that is not in this list, please still request them and depending on who it is i may still fulfill the request if i feel as though i can give you what you’re looking for

please check the masterlist to see if a request has been fulfilled already

when sending a request, please make sure you include who to write for, what you’d like me to write (specifics are nice, but too specific is tricky), and a prompt from a list if that’s what you’d like. also specify if you’d like headcanons or a drabble.

check here for all of my writings! i’ll have them organized by series/superstar and hopefully this makes it a lot easier to access everything! i’ll update as things are posted! ❤️

their secret weapon (the judgement day):

regular series: pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3 pt. 4 pt. 5 pt. 6 pt. 7 pt. 8 pt. 9 pt. 10 (written by @witcherfromwallachia ) pt. 10 (my version) pt. 11 pt. 12 pt. 13 pt. 14

headcanons: secret weapon’s aesthetic

headcanons: secret weapon and dominik

headcanons: secret weapon and finn

headcanons: finn’s a meanie

headcanons: in sickness and in health

headcanons: secret weapon and rhea

headcanons: secret weapon and damian

headcanons: movie marathon

their secret weapon: little black dress

their secret weapon: tag team

their secret weapon: spa night

their secret weapon: happy birthday

their secret weapon: hall of fame

their secret weapon: and new...

their secret weapon: bad dreams

their secret weapon: first kisses

their secret weapon: attack (work in progress)

damian priest:

haters gonna hate

headcanons: meeting the parents

double trouble

sworn enemies (spy!au)

becky lynch:

backstabber

it takes two to punish a brat (w/ rhea ripley)

brooks jensen:

headcanons: brooks jensen’s buckle bunny

giddy up

dominik mysterio:

loss

sunshine and snuggles

winners

headcanons: bully

headcanons: father’s day surprise

rhea ripley:

nerves

blood is thicker than water

matilda

headcanons: thunderstorms

forgiveness

headcanons: friends with benefits

finn balor:

backstage admirer

deal with a demon (series):

pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3

cody rhodes:

attention

‘jungle boy’ jack perry

one more night

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ON THE ROCKS

Chapter 3

RHEA RIPLEY X FEM!READER

In collaboration with @0bsessioncntr

WORD COUNT: 8,324

SUMMARY: WORKING AT A SMALL BAR IN CALIFORNIA TO PROVIDE FOR YOURSELF AND YOUR SON, YOU MEET AN UNLIKELY STRANGER ON A LATE FRIDAY NIGHT. WHO KNEW THAT A DRUKEN HOOK-UP IN THE BAR BATHROOM COULD TURN INTO SOMETHING MORE

TW: N/A

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Yet another heavy sigh passed your lips as you intently scrubbed a stain on the bar counter that just wouldn’t come up. You had been at it for five minutes before you looked closer, your eyes squinting before you stood upright with a huff.

“Who put a cigarette out on the fucking bar top. These men are pigs I swear.”

You scoffed, tossing the rag to the side in frustration as you turned to look around the bar. Nobody was at the counter at the moment, most of the patrons were already wasted and standing on the far side by the big-screens and pool tables. You glanced up at the clock on the far wall; it was 11:30, an hour before closing time.

This was your first shift since your night with Rhea, and as much as you hated to admit it, you had spent the first few hours of your shift subconsciously waiting, hoping she would show up. Around the end of hour two you had ‘given up hope’, but now seeing that your shift was over in an hour, you had completely abandoned hope. You disappointedly glanced across the bar once more, your mind flashing back to the morning after you met her.

Eddie had woken you up at a bright and early seven o’clock, begging for pancakes. After what you later realized was only about three hours of sleep, you could barely get yourself up. You had been rubbing your eyes as Eddie ran out of the room, babbling about something concerning Cody Rhodes. A laugh escaped your lips as you heard him; you had been into WWE as a kid, and when you absentmindedly put it on for him one time while making dinner he had fallen in love. You had barely opened your eyes as Eddie poked his head back in the door, looking at you like you were crazy.

“Momma. Pancakes please!”

Another chuckle escaped from your throat as you stood up, running a hand back through your hair and leaving your room to make your five year old pancakes.

Your mind returned to the moment as you heard the bar door open, not bothering to look at who it was as you turned to grab the cocktail menu. At this point in the night you really didn’t feel like opening a new tab for whoever had just walked in the door, but it’s not like you had a choice.

- -

Both Rhea’s palms pressed firmly into the steering wheel ahead of her, stared out into the parking lot before her with a crinkled brow. She wanted to go in; walk back into the bar and let her heart feel what it had been craving. To feel the butterflies in her stomach that she’d felt the first time she’d layed eyes on you. To see your smile, to hear your laugh. But what if you weren’t there, or what if you didn’t want to see her.

Inhaling a shallow breath as her eyelids fluttered closed for a few brief moments, Rhea grabbed her phone from the center console and pulled the keys from the ignition, slipping out of the truck and locking the vehicle behind her. She had to go in. If you weren’t there she could just leave and if you didn’t want to see her; she wouldn’t fight it. But she wouldn’t know until the neon lights of the tiny bar hit her skin once more.

Pausing in front of the door as her palm rested down against the chipped paint, Rhea chuckled to herself. The last time she’d entered this bar she’d had the best night of her life, with the most amazing woman and now she was nervous. Oh how a little bit of time apart from you had changed her. Nerves weren't something Rhea felt often, she was an alpha; always had been. Exhaling a short breath, she lifted her head high and slipped into the confines of the bar.

An impish smirk pulled at her lips as she directed her gaze straight towards the bar. There you were, just like you had been the day she met you. You didn’t look up, causing a small sting in Rhea’s chest. Were you avoiding her?

Trying her best to keep her foot falls even, Rhea crossed the bar in silence. You hadn’t looked up from the menu once, giving her just enough time to reach the bar stool she’d sat on that very first night. An eat shit smirk claiming her features as she slipped her lengthy fingers across the bar and into your view, leaning forward against the wood as she took her seat.

“You can put that down princess, I already know what I want.”

You felt your heart stop. That was her voice. The one you couldn’t get out of your head. The one that nearly drove you to tears of pleasure the last time you saw each other. Your mouth fell open for a few moments before you looked up, meeting her gaze with a still shocked expression.

“Demi? Oh my god.”

You said quietly yet with a smile, trying not to draw attention from the bar patrons or your manager. Admittedly, you also didn’t want to let on just how happy you were to see her. How happy you were to see her was a problem, and it stung once again that you knew this couldn’t go anywhere

Your chest met the bar top as you leaned over, your face so close to Rhea’s at the moment you could feel her breath on your skin, a feeling you desperately missed. You outstretched your hand to tuck a strand of black hair behind her ear before standing up. If she was here, you were gonna make it worth it.

“You want a whiskey?”

The slightly flustered expression that claimed your features was enough to pull a small chuckle from Rhea’s chest, her lower lip rolling beneath her pearly whites as you tucked the hair behind her ear and regained your upright posture.

“For starters.”

Rhea uttered as she rested her elbows against the countertop. The excitement in your tone you’d tried so desperately to hide had given her some hope, at least you wanted to see her. That much was clear. Grazing her sapphire hues up and down the length of your body just like she had done the night you met, she couldn’t help the saliva that pooled on her tongue. You truly were breathtaking, no wonder she couldn’t get you off her mind.

Tracing her fingertip in circles against the bar top, Rhea’s gaze wandered around the bar swiftly. Not too many patrons remained at such a late time, which meant she would get more time with you one on one. The corners of her lips twitching into a playful smile as she returned her gaze to look upon you.

She hadn’t truly realized how much she’d missed you until she was here, right in front of you, witnessing your smile again in person. Losing herself in your multi coloured hues as she relished in your features.

And soft smile claimed your face as you ran your hand down Rhea’s arm, shooting her a wink before sauntering over to the far side of the bar, pouring her drink. You couldn’t believe she was here. She came back. She wanted to see you.

You couldn’t help but smile to yourself as your heart fluttered, once again feeling like a little school girl with a crush. As you finished making her drink you turned around, meeting her gaze from opposite sides of the bar, it drove you crazy how she couldn’t keep her eyes off you. As you approached her with the drink, you set it down gently on the counter, using your finger to gently push it towards her.

“Your whiskey on the rocks, Mami.”

You said with an eat shit grin, your arms moving up as you adjusted the ponytail your hair was in. The two of you didn’t seem to break eye contact for even a moment. You felt like you had to cherish as much of this time as possible; you had already gone through the pain of possibly never seeing her again, and now that she was here you figured you’d give your heart what it desperately wanted. Every time you reminded yourself you couldn’t bring her home it stung. A one night stand had turned into a hurricane of emotions for you.

Waiting until you returned your palms to the bar top, Rhea stretched out her own to take your hand in hers, the pad of her thumb tracing over each of your knuckles as her sparkling gaze remained fixated on your features.

“I wasn’t sure you’d want to see me.”

She uttered as she fought back the concern in her voice. One night stands were supposed to be just that; a one night stand and as hard as she had tried to stay away she was relieved you’d welcomed her return with such a positive response.

Releasing your hand to grasp at the tumbler you’d placed before her, Rhea took a large sip before plastering an impish grin upon her lips.

“I hope I didn’t get you in too much trouble keeping you so late.”

“Of course I wanted to see you ag-”

You cut yourself off, and fast. Yes, you wanted to see her, but you couldn’t let her get the idea that you could keep seeing her. You were already starting to feel like this went too far, past a one night stand and into a tangle of emotions and feelings. You let out a long sigh and shot her a soft smile, hoping she didn’t take it the wrong way.

“It’s no trouble, I’m here until midnight anyway, might as well have some good looking company.”

You smiled nervously, trying to push past the anxiety and enjoy this moment with her. The truth is you just felt guilty, like you were leading her on when you were bound to turn her away. Your gaze shifted from her face to the drink on the counter, watching and listening as the ice moved each time Rhea adjusted her grip.

“I’ll stay as long as you want me.”

Suppressing a chuckle at the double meaning to her reply, Rhea brought the glass back to her lips to take another sip. Your demeanor seemed different to the night you met and this concerned her, was coming here a mistake? Should she have stayed away?

Pressing her lips into a firm line, she inhaled a shallow breath. Maybe you didn’t want her to show up after all.

“Then stay ‘till closing. We can have a drink or two, but then I have to get home.”

You warmly smiled at her, placing your hand on top of hers as you squeezed it gently. You didn’t want to hurt her feelings, you wanted to keep her around more than anything. You thought about just telling her straight. Just telling her you’re more into her than anything, but you have a life that wouldn’t allow you to be together. You wanted to tell her all of this desperately, but at the same time you couldn’t stand the thought of scaring her off.

The flutter in Rhea’s chest as your palm rested down against her own caused a warm smile to tug at her lips. Every interaction you shared gave her hope, stupid hope, that maybe this could be something. The attention she often got didn’t make her feel the way you did, it was always directed towards ‘Rhea’; her persona but never to herself.

Her popularity had increased tremendously as of late and it was still a surprise to her that you didn’t know who she was. Maybe you were just playing it cool, not wanting to freak out over a celebrity sighting. Or maybe, just maybe, you didn’t care. You saw her for her.

“Deal.”

She finally spoke, her gaze cantering back as she intently watched the same male from two nights prior approaching the bar. Motioning with her head in his direction, she mimicked his pet name for you as she raised the glass to her lips.

“You're up baby girl, I won’t keep you from working.”

Chortling softly, Rhea gave your palm a gentle squeeze before giving you the freedom to do your job. Knocking back the remainder of her drink and hoping from the bar stool. If you wanted her to stay, then she would but not before changing the monstrous choice of music the regulars had chosen from the jukebox.

Shooting you a cheeky wink as she slid down the length of the bar top, she passed the disgruntled male with a roll of her eyes. He was practically salivating as he stared at you, ignoring her as she made her way to the jukebox with a throaty chortle.

As she walked away a smirk claimed your lips, your eyes darting down to her ass for a moment before you snapped back to reality, shifting your gaze to the obviously drunk man approaching you.

“Don't tell me you want another one Charlie. I’m telling you they’re gonna start getting on my ass about over-serving.”

You said with a giggle as the man rested his palms on the bar. You raised an eyebrow as he stumbled a bit even with the support, looking up at you with glossy eyes.

“Shut up Y/N. Close my goddamn tab.”

The man grumbled, obviously further gone than you originally thought. You would be worried about him driving home, but one of the reasons Charlie was a regular was he lived a few houses up from the bar. Back when you had first started working here he would come in every once in a while, but when his marriage fell apart after his retirement, this is where he spent most of his days.

“Somebody’s grumpy tonight. I’ll close your tab if you ask me nicely”

You said with a soft laugh, sliding his card from his side of the counter to yours, holding it in the air as a tease. The man looked at you angrily for a moment before letting out a sigh, stumbling once again before speaking.

“Can you please close my tab, princess.”

The snark in his voice was evident, but you didn’t care. To be honest, you just liked having a little fun with them. Most of the regulars you saw on a near daily basis, and with the absence of any family except for Eddie, this was your family.

“Thank you, Charlie. Yes I will.”

You slid the card between your teeth as you picked up a few empty glasses from the bar, including Rhea’s, and made your way over to the register. You set the glasses down beside you as you ran Charlie’s card, pulling the receipt and lying it down for a moment. You took Rhea’s glass, pouring her another whiskey before bringing both the drink and the card back to Charlie. You set the glass down a few stools away before handing Charlie his card and receipt with a smile.

“Get home safe, Charles”

As the man walked away from the bar your eyes once again darted to Rhea, whos back was still turned to you at the jukebox. You had to admit you were excited for what she would pick, the regulars had a decent taste in music, but a limited one. Your eyes traced her figure once more, fixated on her every curve of her body.

Sure the jukebox had a decent set list, quite a few of the songs already on Rhea’s everyday playlist but she knew exactly what song she wanted. It had been so obvious, yet she’d played it cool and browsed the choices first.

Finally pressing the code for the same Nine Inch Nails song you’d chosen the night you spent together, she spun on sneaker clad feet to lean back against the jukebox frame. Her crystal hues finding yours almost immediately as the corner of her lips twitched, Rhea slid her tongue over her teeth before adorning her signature eat shit grin upon her lips.

“Goooood song!”

A drunk heckled from the far side of the bar as Rhea made her way back in the direction of her stool, a small chuckle parting her lips as she paused in front of you to lean against the bar, her palms sliding across the countertop as she brought her lips in line with yours.

Rhea’s fingertips clamped like a vice around your chin, pulling your face a little closer to hers as to cast the warmth of her breath against your skin. Fuck she wanted to kiss you, but with all the watching eyes she decided otherwise. Slowly releasing her hold to stand back upright with an impish grin.

“Great song.”

You were frozen in place as soon as you heard the first note. Your mind flashed back to the first time Rhea walked into the bar, moments of the night that led up to you putting on this exact song. You knew she knew what she was doing. As Rhea grabbed your face you were still too flustered to do anything, regardless of the bar patrons watching. It took a few more moments of the song playing for you to fully register.

I wanna date you maybe

I wanna take you out

The song itself sounded like sex, let alone the memories associated with it now. You felt yourself physically shake off the embarrassment, your lips curling into a smile as your eyes met Rhea’s. You looked around quickly for your manager before leaning in closer to her, very quietly whispering in her ear in the sexiest voice you could muster at that register.

“You tryna make a fool outta me?”

You leaned back behind the bar counter as you watched her face for a reaction. As you placed your palms on the wooden bar top, the strap of your shirt fell to your shoulder. You didn’t bother with it, instead letting your eyes wander from her face down her muscular arms, stopping to mull over her tattoos for merely seconds before looking back at her.

I wanna wine and dine you

Oh, I wanna twist, and twist, and shout.

Rhea’s tongue toyed with her back tooth as her gaze caught your strap as it cascaded your shoulder, her lids dropping slightly into a devilish glare. Her features looked like she wanted to eat you alive, her breath catching in her throat as slid her tongue across her pearly whites.

All her mind could think of was what you looked like under your clothes, her focus shifting to the damage she’d done to your neck as she scanned your exposed collarbone with sapphire hues. Of course you’d covered them in about a gallon of concealer for work, not wanting the stares they would have undoubtedly caused.

“Now why would I do that, princess?”

She purred, tracing her fingertip around the rim of her glass as your gaze returned to hers. There were much better things she could make out of you than a fool. A gaggle of dirty thoughts flooded her mind as she lifted her beverage up to her lips, gulping back a large mouthful as she refused to break eye contact.

You couldn’t help but mentally undress her over and over, the memory of her topless form burnt into your memory. You didn’t break eye contact, instead leaning down to speak to her once again, this time forgetting to check your surroundings.

I want you hot in my arms

So soft on my bed

The space between your faces was almost nonexistent, as you had completely forgotten you were even at work at this moment with her, and thankfully most of the bar's patrons were too far gone to notice.

“There’s no getting in my pants tonight hot stuff, I’m not the one closing.”

You said with a sly wink, almost nose to nose with Rhea when a loud voice rattled you back to reality.

“Y/N! Get your head out of your ass it’s closing time.”

Your manager scolded from the far side of the bar, looking annoyed. You weren’t too worried about it, as he had a short temper and this was nothing new. You simply nodded, standing up and hurrying to the other side of the bar to speak with him. It was only at this moment could Rhea fully see what you were wearing; not only a skimpy black tank-top, but a little black miniskirt too, finished off by some studded combat boots. You wouldn’t ever admit it to her or yourself, but you wore it just in case she were to show up.

You get the key to my heart

When you wear that sweet dress.

It wasn’t that Rhea had expected she’d get to share another night of passion filled sex with you, but as you closed the door on it being a reality she’d cursed her luck. Her brow furrowing slightly as your manager had interrupted a moment between you, she exhaled a shallow huff and sat upright on her stool, finishing her drink in a single swallow.

How was she supposed to think of anything else with the amount of skin you were showing? The hem of your skirt barely covered the perfect mound of your ass and once again she found herself staring. If only you were alone, there isn’t a surface in the entire bar she wouldn’t fuck you on.

But you’re so physical

Physical

Too me.

Racking her palm through midnight locks with a quick breath, Rhea’s mind began to wonder. Her subconscious picturing things she could only imagine. How hard would she have to spank you for your ass to jiggle beneath her touch? How loud could she make you scream her name as you begged her to keep going?

I want your rough house baby

I want this right in your ear

Swallowing back the saliva that collected on her tongue as she allowed her gaze to drop the full length of your slender legs, her lips twitching into a coy smirk as she remembered just how much they had shook while she punished you.

She didn’t want to force anything between you, truthfully all she’d craved was seeing you. Clothes or not.

It took everything in you to keep a straight face as your manager basically bitched you, but all the noise was drowned out by the sensation of Rhea’s eyes on your ass. You knew she noticed. You knew she was looking. You knew what she was thinking.

As your manager began to wind down you couldn’t help but press yourself up on your toes a bit, something nobody would notice except for her, when the panties beneath your skirt were revealed by the angle.

You let me feel your danger

I let you make this feeling clear here.

You let out a sigh of relief when he finally left, your heels touching the ground once more as you rang the bell as loudly as possible.

“Alright boys time to go home to your wives!”

The bar erupted in a chorus of groans and profanity, a laugh escaping from your throat as you snuck a look at Rhea across the bar. You didn’t have a moment to do anything more, as the mass of men had already begun lining up at the bar to close their tabs. The redirection of attention sparked an idea in you; why not get more tips, while teasing her?

I want the touch of your arms

The heat of your breath

As the first man offered up his card, you leaned over the counter on your toes the way you would if you were 3 inches shorter than you actually were. In the position you had yourself, it was more than easy to imagine someone had bent you over the bar top.

You were torturing her, that was clear and it took everything in her for Rhea to remain focused. The lace panties you wore were so similar to the ones she’d ripped clean off you only a few nights earlier and only made the desire that burned in her eyes so much stronger. How could you keep doing this to her when you’d already closed the door on her ripping your clothes off with her bare hands and taking you where you stood.

I wanna say all those things

That would be better unsaid, no.

Chewing at her inner cheek as she watched you work, her admiration was interrupted by the stumbled sounds of an unfamiliar voice. Not one of your patrons had said two words to her since she’d arrived, so who was this fumbling idiot and what did he want?

Cantering her head with a quirked brow, Rhea couldn’t help the small chortle in her chest as she watched Charles stumble into her view. His palm reaching out for the bar top; and missing, she found herself supporting the booze soaked male to the stool beside her.

“She’s a hot lil thing, ain’t she?”

Charles slurred, the pungent smell of his breath causing Rhea to sit back slightly on her stool to avoid being punched in the face with his scent.

She couldn’t justify the feeling that burnt in her chest; as if Charles staring at you was crossing some line that didn’t sit right. Was it jealousy?

“Didn’t she tell you to go home?”

Rhea practically snarled, the tension in her chest growing tighter as she watched the whites of Charles’ eyes flow down the curvature of your spine and over the curve of your ass. You weren’t her girl, but that didn’t give pervy guys the right to look at you like some sex object.

Charles practically choked on his own saliva as he fumbled with his words once more, his gaze breaking from your form to look at Rhea once more.

“Wha—”

A loud hiccup cut Charles off, his form swaying on the stool as he attempted to speak again.

“What are— what are you, one of those gays?”

Rhea jaw clenched at his words, her fingertips gripping tightly around the edge of the bar top as she held her breath. She could just hit him. That’s how she would have let out her frustration at work, but this wasn’t the ring and Charles wasn’t exactly in the best shape to take her on.

Flitting her gaze over to where you still perched over the bar so effortlessly, she brushed off the drunk's comment with an aggressive roll of her eyes. She didn’t want to give you the wrong idea.

“How about you just go home, before she catches you and throws you out herself.”

“You know she ain’t into girls. She ain’t into—”

He trailed off, nearly falling asleep on spot before he jolted back up, standing up from the bar stool and stumbling towards the door, still mumbling about how you weren’t gay until he had fully left the bar.

By this time you were closing the last customers tab, falling back on your heels and barely waving him goodbye before you walked around the bar, following the patrons out and locking the door behind them. You turned to Rhea with a disappointed look, walking to the stool next to her and taking a seat, legs crossed.

“I can’t stay for drinks, it’s already later than I was supposed to close and I still have to catch a cab home. I’m sorry.”

You felt like your heart was at your feet. You had glanced at the clock while checking the last customer out, and had noticed it was nearly 1:15. You really had closed late, but you had gotten lost in your time with Rhea. The pain of having to leave her behind a second time hurt ten times worse. You knew she was going to offer to drive you home, but the thought of that made you feel so guilty. You had been teasing her all night, now you’re going to let her drive you home and you can’t even invite her in?

Rhea had been keeping track of the time ever since your manager had caused a stink about your lack of attention, each passing second taking away from your time together. There was nothing she could do about it, you’d already made it clear that being home on time was something of importance to you and she wasn’t going to test that again tonight.

Placing both her palms down onto your knees as you apologized for having to leave, Rhea couldn’t help the small smile that graced her lips. Even though she’d spent the whole night picturing you naked, not crossing boundaries was something she took very seriously.

“You don’t have to apologize to me, princess. Look I don’t like you taking a cab alone, it’s not far—”

She paused. The expression that claimed your features felt so familiar, were you going to reject her ride again. It’s not like driving you home had any hidden ultimatum, it was late and you were a single female getting into a stranger's car alone. Gently squeezing your knees as her thumbs traced against your exposed skin, Rhea released a palm to tilt your chin up and make you meet her gaze. Maybe she wouldn’t give you a chance to say no. She just wanted you home safe.

“Grab your bag.”

Tracing her thumb against the angle of your jawline, her lips morphed into a playful smile as she hopped off her stool.

“Finish up with the boss man and meet me at the truck. No buts.”

A smile claimed your lips again as Rhea placed her hands on your thighs, trying to hide the heat crossing your face. Right as you were about to turn the ride down she hadn’t given you a chance, and if there was one thing both of you had learned in your time together, it’s that you were good at following her directions.

“Ok. I’ll meet you at the truck, give me five.”

As Rhea left the bar you took a deep breath, trying to suppress the feelings of guilt that were overwhelming you. Here you were letting her drive you home, leading her on yet again. You felt even worse the moment you realized part of the reason she was driving you home was because she was worried about you. She already cared enough to worry, and there was nothing you could do to change that.

It was about ten minutes later that you knocked on the window of the truck, alerting Rhea to your presence before opening the door and jumping in. You quickly set your bag on the floor and looked over at her with a smile.

“Thanks for taking me home. Again. You remember where my house is right?”

Rhea’s fingertips drummed against the steering wheel as you slipped into the truck beside her, a small smile tugging at her lips as you thanked her for the ride home. Of course she was taking you home, she wasn't okay with the idea of anyone else doing the job; especially in the skirt you’d chosen. It barely covered anything and she didn’t want wandering eyes checking you out. Not when she wanted to do the same thing so badly. Your bare skin called to her, begging to be touched, begging to be marked.

Rolling her lips between her teeth, Rhea cantered her head to the side to take in your features. Even in the dim light of the moon that shone in through the front window you were breathtaking to her, the light reflecting in your glistening hues as you looked upon each other.

“Left out the parking lot and follow the street down through the neighborhood.”

Rhea informed you. She wasn’t exactly sure how she’d remembered the way to your house, she’d taken you home once and yet it was as if the directions were sketched into her mind. She remembered so many details about you that it made sense, but as she spoke she questioned if it was making her sound stalkerish. Turning her attention back out into the almost empty parking lot, Rhea cleared her throat slightly before turning the key in the ignition.

The truck rumbled to life as she peeked over at you through her peripherals. She didn’t have much time left with you, she assumed you would disappear into the house in a hurry once again and leave her with even more feeling and so much pain as she watched you leave. Pulling the stick shift into reverse and checking her mirrors, Rhea snook one last peek over at you before hitting the gas.

Inhaling a shallow breath, Rhea contemplated telling you what was on her mind. She’d come to the bar tonight because she couldn’t shake you, no matter what she did and no matter how hard she tried you’d been on her mind for two days straight. She’d barely slept, not for a lack of trying.

“Do..”

The word was almost silent, there was no way you’d heard it and yet Rhea still hesitated. Her gaze remained on the road as she indicated to leave the parking lot, following the road signs even though the roads were empty and the pause wasn’t necessary. It was a stupid idea to think and an even stupider idea to say out loud. Her lips pressed into a line as she changed her mind on asking her question.

You couldn’t shake the guilt and stayedd mostly silent for the drive home until you reached the house. As Rhea pulled in front of the driveway you felt like you were going to be sick to your stomach. You didn’t want to leave her, you wanted to have her come inside and do unimaginable things to you, but you knew once again that you couldn’t; you had more important things to take care of. As she put the truck in park you looked over at her, immediately meeting her gaze. You got an overwhelming feeling in your chest that you wanted, no, needed to kiss her.

Your hand slinked over to the driver side, placing down on Rhea’s legs as you traced circles on her skin. You couldn’t kiss her, it would only make things worse. You thought about something, anything to say, but you wound up with nothing. You found yourself staring at her with wide eyes, not wanting to leave her but knowing you had too.

Each gentle movement of your palm had Rhea’s heartbeat increasing. Maybe you would want to see her again, you wouldn’t be staying in the car and showing her any kind of affection if you didn't, right? Taking a quick glance over your shoulder in the direction of the door you’d so quickly disappeared behind only a few nights prior, she exhaled a shallow breath and returned her gaze to yours.

“I’m so happy I got to see you again.”

Rhea’s palm moved to cradle around your jaw, her thumb tracing against the apple of your cheek as she inhaled a breath. She didn’t want to let you go without a proper goodbye, but would kissing you be a mistake? She couldn’t keep showing up in your life like this without knowing if you felt even a slight feeling towards her. She felt something about you, maybe too much, but she couldn’t help herself. There was something about you that just fit.

Flicking the lock on her seatbelt to release herself from its binding, Rhea leant forward without another thought. The soft plush of her lips finding yours in a desperate and hungry kiss. Your lips hadn’t touched in far too long and if she was going to make it through watching you walk away again, she needed it.

Winding her free palm around the curvature of your spine, she let it rest against your lower back as her tongue fought with dominance to enter your mouth. The heat behind her kiss was clear as day. She needed you; even for a moment, because as soon as you stepped out of the truck she had no idea when she’d see you again.

A small, startled squeak escaped your mouth as Rhea’s lips collided with yours, but you didn’t hesitate for a moment to kiss her back. As her hand trailed down your spine you got chills, your fingers digging into the skin of her thigh as your lips moved together in unison. Both of you had needed this, that was clear. You could tell just how much she wanted you, but much she really liked you— and you couldn’t do this anymore.

You pulled away from her grasp, feeling like you were on the brink of crying as your lips parted. You wouldn’t meet her gaze, instead looking back towards the house then at Rhea’s dashboard.

“Demi. I can’t do this. I can’t let you get attached to me.”

You felt like your heart was about to beat out of your chest. You couldn’t take the guilt any longer, you had to let her know what she was going to be in for. You had to let her know this fantasy was just that, a fantasy.

“My life is a mess. I’m at the bar six days a week, and I’m a single mom. I have a five year old. My focus needs to be on my child. I’m sorry.”

You finally looked up at her for a reaction, terrified of what you would find. You had desperately tried to keep from telling her the truth, from scaring her away, but you couldn’t let her get attached to you when you knew you would break her heart; and yours in the process.

It all happened so fast as Rhea simply watched you explain your life to her, the ball forming in her throat and restricting her airways, the tightness in her chest as her palms moved to rest in her lap. You were rejecting her and even though she’d tried to prepare herself for it over and over again, it still tore at her insides like razor blades.

“You— you’re a mum.”

She stated as she tried her best to swallow, her palm finally moving to rest on the curvature of your knee with the most gentle touch.

“I didn’t see that one coming.”

A throaty chortle vibrated in Rhea’s chest as she gave your knee a soft squeeze, the pads of her fingers trailing against the soft exposed flesh of your lower thigh as she inhaled a long breath.

“That’s why you left so quickly?”

The reality was that Rhea had played over in her head every situation she could think of as to why you’d left so abruptly the night you met, but a child wasn’t even a blip in those thoughts.

Retracting her palm from your thigh to capture the soft cushion of your cheek, Rhea leant forward to press her forehead down against your own.

“And that’s why you have to leave now.”

Rhea didn’t see herself as someone who would start a family of her own and the idea of having children in her life was scary, but was that all too late? You’d become her only focal point. She already cared for you so much more than she should and now she had to decide if she was willingly to sacrifice you over such a small detail?

“Yes, I’m a mum.”

You said, a small smile crossing your face as Rhea kept the lack of space between you, not pulling away from you, and not telling you to get the hell out of the truck for leading her on. Despite her reaction you still felt a little guilty; a child was not something everybody was ready for, especially for somebody who, originally, just wanted to hook up with you at the bar.

“And that’s why I have to leave. I’m sorry Demi.”

Your hand found hers, giving it a gentle squeeze as you tried to non-verbally convey just how sorry you were. You weren’t just sorry for her, you were sorry for yourself; there really was something different about her, but you had a lot of doubt that she would want to put up with a five year old, regardless of how much she liked you. You yourself were only twenty four, and although you didn’t know her exact age, it was clear she wasn’t much older than you, and for a few twenty year olds a child was a lot. You didn’t want to tie her down like that. You didn’t want to feel even more guilty.

It took a few moments for Rhea to regain her focus, returning the gentle squeeze against your palm as she traced the apple of your cheek with her thumb. She couldn’t process why you were apologizing. It wasn’t a situation that required one and yet you seemed so disappointed in yourself.

Sitting back to cast her crystal hues over your features, Rhea exhaled a small breath and gave your palm another squeeze before releasing you from her hold. She didn’t want to make you late, you had more important things to be dealing with than spending time with her.

“I don’t want to keep you.”

She uttered, her lips curving into a soft simper as she glanced over to the clock on the dashboard. It was almost two a.m and she didn’t want to be responsible for you returning home late again.

“Go, it’s okay. Kiddo comes first, I get it.”

You smiled softly, almost wincing the second the two of you were no longer in contact. You stared at her for a moment, just in case you had scared her away; she had a face you needed to remember.

“Goodnight.”

You opened the door of the truck, hopping out and beginning to walk towards the house. You told yourself you had to keep it together, there was no use in getting upset. The situation was what it was and at this point you did all you could do. Rhea was amazing, and you hadn’t wanted to hurt her or turn her away, but you had no choice.

As you reached the door and pulled out your keys you hesitated, still hearing her truck running behind you. After putting the key in the lock and turning, you looked back over your shoulder once more to look at the truck. What if that was the last time you saw her? What if you really had scared her off? A soft smile claimed your lips, just in case she could see your face, before you turned and disappeared through the door.

The soft smile on your lips caused one to grace Rhea’s own as she watched the door close and you disappear behind it, her attention moving to look out over your street as she inhaled a sharp breath. Once again she sat alone outside your house, but this time it was different.

Buckling her belt and starting up the truck faster than she had the first night, Rhea hit the gas without looking back. You were a mum, you had responsibilities and as much as she wanted you in her life maybe it wasn’t wise. She was gone weeks at a time, sometimes months. Her scheduling wasn’t something she could control and that left her more concerned than she needed it to. You knew nothing about her; what she did for a living. Perhaps you were doing the right thing choosing your child over her, putting your life ahead of your feelings.

Rhea needed time to think. She cared for you so deeply that being away from you hurt, but maybe it was for the best? She didn’t want to add the drama and craziness of her life to the undoubtedly messy situation you already lived with.

It took everything in you to keep it together as you closed the door behind you, going on to relieve the babysitter and sitting on the couch once she left. You had really just turned her away, there was a good chance of you never seeing her again, and you had to come to terms with that.

“Mommy?”

You heard a little voice behind you, snapping out of the emotional trance you were in to turn around, seeing Eddie in his WWE pajamas clutching his blanket.

“Yes hunny? What’re you doing up?”

You said as you stood, walking around the couch and scooping him into your arms. As you shifted his weight into your hip you smiled at him, giving his forehead a soft kiss.

“Can I sleep with you?”

He mumbled, his face buried in your shoulder. You could tell he was tired, but with you being gone a lot he sometimes struggled and liked to sleep in your bed.

“Yes baby, of course you can. C’mon, let's get some sleep.”

You carried him off to your room, a soft smile on your lips. This. This is why you had done what you did tonight. Every time you saw him you couldn’t help but think about just how much you loved him, how much he had saved you from yourself. He was the most important thing in your life, the only thing that had ever made you happy; except for her. That thought stung for a moment before Eddie’s little arms wrapped around your neck. You let out a long sigh as you laid your head on his, sitting on your bed with him still in your arms.

“Do you want music or TV baby?”

You asked him while rubbing your hand up and down his back. He really was just like you in so many ways, including his inability to fall asleep without background noise.

“I want music, Momma.”

He said quietly. You smiled to yourself, laying him down on the left side of the bed as you rolled over to yours. He was so sleepy he was struggling to keep his little eyes open. You pulled the blanket over him, turning off the lamp by your bed so that only the moonlight lit the room.

“Alexa, play Matchbox 20.”

You had a smile on your face, putting on a band you had played for Eddie since you found out you were pregnant. You rolled onto your back, staring at the ceiling. As the song began to play, your heart dropped. Of all songs, it had to be “Hand Me Down”. This song had to come on the one time in your life where the lyrics were relevant.

Someday they’ll find your small time world on a big time avenue

Gonna make you like the way they talk, when they’re talking to you.

Immediately you felt a pool of saliva in your throat, the familiar feeling of holding back tears starting to build. Thankfully, your toddler was already passed out asleep beside you, oblivious to the conflicted feeling of his mother. Your eyes were still locked on the ceiling as you fixated on the lyrics stinging your heart.

Gonna make you break out of your shell ‘cause they tell you to

Gonna make you like the way they lie, better than the truth

The nights you had spent with Rhea you had felt like a completely different person. You had never even fathomed feeling a spark with anybody again, let alone a woman. The usual calmness and control you had was thrown completely out the window the second you heard her voice.

They’ll tell you everything you wish that someone else would say,

They’re gonna break your heart, yeah

From what I’ve seen

You’re just one more hand me down

Cause no one’s tryna give you what you need

You felt the first tear run down your face, taking a quiet but deep breath in to try and calm yourself. It was already too late.

So lay all your troubles, down

I am with you now.

You glanced over at your child, the tears slowing for a moment as you took in the beauty that was him, just sleeping. You had to keep reminding yourself you did what you did for a reason. A god damn good reason. But as the song continued to play, the few tears before-hand were you keeping it together.

Somebody’s gonna take you in

Gonna make you love again,

Gonna make you like the way it feels

When they’re under your skin.

Holding back the emotions was futile at this point, tears streaming down your face as you silently cried. You had never felt the way you had felt with her in these last two nights with anybody, not even your child’s father. Your arms became crossed over your chest as you tried to catch your breath. You had an overwhelming feeling of regret. Why did you have to send her away? Why couldn’t you have figured something, anything out?

Never once do you think they’ll lie

When they’re holding you

The wonder why they haven’t called,

When they said they’d call you.

All you wanted was to sleep. To close your eyes and forget all about her, but even when your lids did find solace, all you could see was her.

Eddie was your world; from the moment he opened his eyes and yet you found yourself craving more. Someone at your side to raise him with you, to be a family. But it wasn’t that simple. You didn’t want to punish him with a parade of individuals that would run the moment it got hard.

Rhea was unbelievable, everything she did, everything she said. The warmth in her smile, the sweetness in her eyes. But was it enough? As much as you wanted her, could she want this or would your reality be too much for her?

You start to wonder if you’re over gonna make it back.

You’re gonna think you were born blind

From what I’ve seen.

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