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Eternity
Veronica, Sawyer and Nova were just a couple friends with a dream to make it big. When Tony Khan sees them in person, will their dream come true or will it all come crashing down?
Chapters: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9
Eternity One-Shots
- If You Seek Amy (Kenny Omega x Veronica Rodriguez)
Kenny drags Veronica away from the bar and her friends, where did he take her? What happens at said place? (Read after chapter 2)
- The First Date (Ricky Starks x Nova Jay)
It's finally the day that Ricky has been waiting for, and the night that Nova didn't want to end.
A Day at a Time
Kelani Williams and Jasmine Scott. Polar opposites, but best friends. Jasmine faces struggles in her relationship, while Kelani struggles being in a relationship at all. But they’ll figure it out, a day at a time.
Chapters: Part 1 | Part 2
One-Shots
“Hangman” Adam Page
Let’s Play Hangman F/S
Adam Page x OFC/Reader
You and your roommate play hangman, but with a twist.
Brendan Vink/Duke Hudson
The Tale of Two Aussies...and a Ride Along...and a Love Triangle A/F
Shane Thorne x Reader/Brendan Vink x Reader
A ride along with Shane Thorne and Brendan Vink, but something seems...off.
Leads to old blog, but it’s one of my favorites, and it’s one of my best works
Cash Wheeler/Dash Wilder
Moving On A/FCash Wheeler x Reader/Kenny Omega x Reader
Y/N gets cheated on, so she tries to move on
Finn Balor
A Little Help F
heel!Finn Balor x Reader
Finn helps you in a match
Kenny Omega
Sick Day F/C
Kenny Omega x Reader
You take care of Kenny while he’s sick, but when you get sick, it’s the other way around.
Moving On A/F
Cash Wheeler x Reader/ Kenny Omega x Reader
Y/N gets cheated on, so she tries to move on
Maxwell Jacob Friedman
The Real You A/F
MJF x Reader
The MJF character starts to get to Maxwell’s head. He doesn’t realize he’s slowly losing the love of his life
Shane Thorne
The Tale of Two Aussies...and a Ride Along...and a Love Triangle A/F
Shane Thorne x Reader/Brendan Vink x Reader
A ride along with Shane Thorne and Brendan Vink, but something seems...off.
Leads to old blog, but it’s one of my favorites, and it’s one of my best works
Wardlow
Kiss the Ring? Or the Bodyguard? F/C
Wardlow x Reader
You’re at ringside with Orange Cassidy against MJF. But to cause a distraction, you do the first thing that comes to mind.
Dating the Bodyguard? F/C
Wardlow x Reader
The tables turn, Wardlow distracts you in a match. The whole night he tries to ask you something but there’s always an interruption.
Is has been ALMOST A YEAR. WOW. So many of you have been waiting, here it is.
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Starring - Sawyer Holden, Veronica Rodriguez, Nova Jay, Kenny Omega, Adam Page, WARHORSE, The Young Bucks and many small appearances
Word Count - 6,076
Category - Angst, violence, small comedy bits, but this is a very "dark" chapter
Chapter 9/?
Summary - Full Gear has arrived. How will this rivalry end between Sawyer and Veronica? Their lives are about to change forever.
Warnings/Comments - There's so much violence and anger and NEGATIVITY in this chapter guys. Follow @adriii-omega
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ALLELITEWRESTLING-
BREAKING NEWS : The finals to see who will be the new number one contender for Hikaru Shida’s women championship will now be decided in a Barbed Wire Death Match! The matchup of Sawyer Holden and Veronica Rodriguez will now be the MAIN EVENT of Full Gear this Sunday!
Warhorse had been lifting in a gym near his home. Music blasting through his headphones, his mind was only on this last rep. The music quieted, meaning a notification had popped up. He sighed, before bending over to pick up his phone. His eyes largened, “Oh no… no. No!” He rolled his eyes, as he already saw tweets from the other AEW wrestlers picking sides. “I got to do something. They’re gonna to fucking get hurt!” He yelled in the gym, which he thanked God was pretty much empty.
He clicked on Sawyer’s contact name and typed out a text- “I’m calling you in 30 minutes.” Warhorse saw she read it, and shut the phone off before he could see her response. He was determined to wonder what was going on through his friend’s heads, knowing that neither of them were thinking straight.
Sawyer responded to the text, before throwing her phone back down. She got back to her spot on the mat, near Lance Archer. She shouldn’t have any distractions, especially not the night before this huge match. She kept her eyes on the red spots tapped down on the punching bag. She kept going faster and even harder as Lance Archer shouted things at her, keeping the punching bag in place.
They had been training her for this match since the night after the brawl that she claims Veronica started.
“Left! Right! Stomach!” Archer watched as Sawyer was definitely hitting the targets, but holding back on her strength. He pulled the punching bag away to where she couldn’t reach.
“What the hell, Lance?” Lance put his hands on Sawyer’s shoulders, “Sawyer, you’re supposed to be my baby murderhawk. And you won’t murder shit if you don’t get your head in the game.”
Sawyer opened her mouth to protest before he interrupted, “Close your eyes. I want you to think about the match.” Sawyer huffed, closing her eyes and crossing her arms.
“Now imagine, there’s exploding barbed wire all around you. There’s kendo sticks broken everywhere, thumbtacks all over the ground. And you and Veronica are standing face to face, you’re so close to winning that championship,” Sawyer visibly felt angrier, the thought of Veronica winning consuming her, when Lance slapped Sawyer one good time across the face, “And she once again slaps the taste out your mouth.”
Sawyer opens her mouth to yell at Lance before she realizes how angry Veronica made her, stooping that low, like they weren’t even equal anymore. Sawyer opened her eyes, throwing the boxing gloves off and turning back to the punching bag.
Lance held the bag in place as Sawyer delivered punches, this time not holding back. All Sawyer could see was Veronica’s sinister smirk, wanting to beat it off her face. Sawyer’s knuckles started to throb, ignoring it continuing to attack the bag.
The thought of Veronica standing tall at the end of the match made her lose it, causing the punching bag to rip open, sand falling everywhere. Sawyer didn’t even look surprised. She didn’t know how hard Veronica was training right now, but tomorrow, nothing would matter.
Sawyer didn’t want the championship opportunity. She wanted to humiliate Veronica, teach her a lesson. Hell, Sawyer wanted to end her best friend.
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“To the soon to be champions of All Elite Wrestling!” Brandon Cutler raised his drink in one hand, while holding his camera in the other. “Introducing your soon to be tag team champions… The Young Bucks!” Matt and Nick did their signature pose, making Veronica roll her eyes with a chuckle.
“Ooo me next!” Kenny rested his hand on Veronica’s waist, and with his free arm, flexed his bicep through his shirt. “Fine.” Brandon huffed. “The man who not only will win tomorrow, but go on to defeat Jon Moxley… the Cleaner… Kenny Omega!” The group applauded, as he made a couple faces at the camera.
“Introduce my girl,” he pointed at Veronica, making her grin. “How could we forget,” Cutler said, putting her in the frame, “The lovely, Veronica!”
Matt whistled, “Sawyer or Shida don’t stand a chance.” He smugged, while Nick draped his arm around her shoulder.
“You damn right they don’t!” Cutler screamed from the other side. She looked around in bliss, spacing out as the group joked around a bit.
Nick nudged her, “You alright? You sort of zoned out on us.” The group turned their heads looking at her, “Yea. Everything is perfect. Just thinking how good we’re all gonna look with the gold tomorrow.” She raised her glass in the air, causing the rest to clink their root bears.
Veronica stifled a yawn, and sipped on her drink slowly. She squeezed Kenny’s hand making him turn his attention to her, “I’m glad you’re here.” He whispered. She gave him a toothy grin as her heart began to flutter, “I am too. Tomorrow is our night.” He kissed the inside of her palm before setting it in his lap, and continuing his conversation with Nick about a recent video game he started playing. She only heard bits, as the only thing on her mind was not wanting to let down the people around her.
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Sawyer sat her phone up on her bathroom sink, just finishing her shower. Warhorse stared at her in silence, before speaking up, “I should be there.”
“Jake-“
“No! It’s true, I felt like I could have prevented this…COME ON A DEATH MATCH?! Whose brilliant idea was that?”
“Try Kenny Omega. You think I would trust myself with that idea?” Sawyer said, finishing drying her hair. He held his hands in defense, “I’m just saying Sawyer, Veronica has won more of these matches. I just don’t want you guys to actually hurt each other out there.”
“Jake, she’s hurt me more times I could count… but when she went against the script to embarrass me on national television, that’s when I knew she was putting that mop head, a championship, and this company over our friendship... I’ve accepted that I’m not getting my best friend back. And if that’s the case, I want her to be terrified of me.”
“Sawyer you don’t mean that,” Warhorse tried to reason with her, “It’s the heat of the moment. When you win and you’re celebrating, all you’re gonna want is Veronica there with you.”
“You can fly in, right? That’ll be enough.” Sawyer tried to say sarcastically, but Jake wasn’t amused. “I mean it, Sawyer. Be a good sport about it. Even if she won’t. Things may never be the same but that doesn’t mean to make the situation worse.”
Sawyer huffed, “Alright MOM. I’ll be a good sport. I guess you got a point.”
Warhorse smiled, “I know I do. Now! Get some rest, partying is the exact opposite of what you should be doing right now.” Sawyer groaned picking up the phone, “I will…but I would like to note that you said “WHEN” I win.” She cheekily grinned, making him groan.
“Oh my god! Goodnight Sawyer! I Love you.”
“Goodnight, Jake. Love you too.” Sawyer hung up, putting her phone on her nightstand.
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Sawyer set her stuff in her locker room. Sighing to herself. So many interviewers, makeup artists, and stage hands came up to her in the fifteen minutes it took to find her door. She looked in the mirror, questioning herself, “Is this all worth it? For revenge? To prove I’m not below her?”
Looking in the mirror, she began to wonder who she had become. The old Sawyer never let her anger get the best of her, but now, she couldn’t even recognize who the new Sawyer was. Her negative thoughts were interrupted by a loud knock, and before she could even answer, John Silver and Alex Reynolds walked in.
“There she is! The next number one contender!” Alex said, pulling Sawyer in for a hug. Sawyer clenched her teeth, trying to look as unannoyed as possible. “Hey you two! Silver, are you ready for your match?”
Silver put on a cocky smile, “Oh, you already know. Orange will never know what hit him, he’ll be like,” he cleared his throat, putting on a raspy and lazy voice, “Oh my god I can’t believe Silver beat me, I guess I should’ve gotten my hands out of my pockets.”
Alex laughed at Silver’s impression, while Sawyer cringed. Alex and John quickly noticed Sawyer wasn’t laughing, as they awkwardly quieted down.
Alex put his hand on Sawyer’s shoulder, “Are you okay? You seem…off.” Sawyer shook her head, “I’m great. Just the fact that my best friend has put me through living hell and tonight I’m finally giving her a taste of her own medicine.”
John cheered, receiving a glare from Alex. John mumbled sorry before Sawyer continued, “I mean, this could’ve all been avoided. If she just didn’t slap me on national television. Like what the hell?”
The two men looked at each other then back at Sawyer, nervous looks forming on their faces. “Yeah…about that.” Alex said, scratching the back of his head, shuffling away from Sawyer. She arched her brow, when Silver blurted out, “We were trying to help you out, but we ended up pissing her off…” John cringed, “And we’re the reason she kinda slapped you.”
Sawyer sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, “So my life is being risked in a Barbed Wire DEATHMATCH, because you wanted to make her cry?”
“It was mainly John! He even called her a hoe!” Alex said, pointing at his tag partner. “Alex what the fuck!”
“JUST…get out. Please… before I kill both of you before the Buy-In even starts.” Sawyer said, grabbing her ring gear.
Alex and John shuffled out the locker room, before Alex peeped in one last time, “You’re gonna do great, Sawyer. The Dark Order is all rooting for you.”
Sawyer smiled, hearing the door shut. Her mood became lighter, as she really did realize that she might have lost a good friend, she was making more along the way.
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The preshow had just begun to start. The few fans took their seats around the arena and began to cheer as the countdown to Full Gear was on. Hangman had just come from collecting his new and “improved” gear for tonight when he saw Veronica walking in.
She looked stressed, her hair was tied up in a messy bun and her sweatpants sagged extra low. She honestly looked like she hadn’t had a good sleep in weeks. Seemingly to be in her own little world, not noticing any of her surroundings. “Thanks for making my gear, I bet it looks awesome!” She thanked the seamstress, before taking her items and beginning to head back. Hangman began to panic, holding his arm out while speaking before he got the chance to think. “I can’t wait to see it!” he shot.
She jumped in surprise, “Oh…I didn’t know you were here,” she eyed him suspiciously, “Thanks though… and good luck tonight.” She tried to leave again, until he pulled her back. “Wait, no. You’re not just gonna leave me here again. Aren’t we going to talk about-”
“I don’t think there’s anything to discuss. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we all got shit going on right now. I’m not trying to be a distraction.” She spat at him with a bit of venom. It stung him a bit, making him loosen his grip. “You aren’t a distraction to me V! I just thought I finally had a friend around here.” Her eyes softened, but she shook her head with disbelief. “Why do you keep trying with me… haven’t I given you enough reasons not to trust me Adam? I’m no good for you.”
“You don’t get to decide that for me…” He said to her, “Just like you shouldn’t let Kenny keep making decisions for you.” Veronica looked at him in confusion. He chuckled at her expression, “Sweets, you gotta see what he’s doing to you.” He laughed.
“You… you don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“This…” he pointed at her, “Has Kenny Omega and the Young Bucks written all over it. You’re their little group project.” He confessed. She clenched her fist to the side, and clicked her tongue. “Whatever helps you sleep at night.” Veronica responded. Hangman squinting at her, then at the bag in her hand, “Let me see your ring gear.”
“I don’t want to show you. You will have to wait like everyone else.” She pinned the bag behind her back, out of his reach. “Fine. You got me… is that free ice cream?” He pointed down the hall, making her whole body turn quicker than she could get the chance to react. He swiftly snatched the bag out of her hand, “Alright, let’s see…” He placed the bag nicely on a nearby table and began to unzip it.
A smile formed, as he was in awe of the diamonds. He ran his hand down it, “Wow… Sandra really outdid herself with this one.” His hand stopped as his fingers got tangled, he looked over at her before pulling the jacket out. “TASSELS?”
“Would you be quiet!” She grabbed the jacket back from him, and put it nicely back in the bag. “Mind your business.”
“You have never worn tassels before. That’s new… kinda reminds me of a certain tag team, and those shorts are way… different from your usual baggy style.”
“Am I not allowed to try new things? My baggy pants, and hot tops are still there. I just wanted to spice it up for the pay per view tonight.” She smiled, “Plus… the tassels were a recommendation from Matt. It’s a one time thing.”
He scoffed at that, “He’s always recommending tassels to everyone… they couldn’t pay me enough to wear that shit.” She let out a small laugh before leaning in, “I think you could pull it off almost as good as them.” Veronica complimented with a smirk. “No, I’m okay… I’ll stick to my things, and you stick to… whatever that is.”
“I’m going to make you eat your words, Page.” She picked up her belongings, and made her way back to the locker room. He watched her go, and when she was gone he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Page let his head fall back on the wall behind him, and ran his fingers through his hair. Even after she put him through hell… she was back where she’s been since he met her. In his head. And with his match coming up in less than half an hour… he knew he was doomed.
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Nova waited for her cue to go out, which was a certain signal from Ricky and Brian Cage. Taz had come out, yelling at Cody and Darby on the mic. When Brian attacked Darby from behind, with Ricky following him after, she knew she was coming up soon. She watched as Brian threw Cody right into Ricky for a spear.
Right when they grabbed Darby, she ran out, pretending to get in between the two teams. The audience popped, Taz however, was screaming at the top of his lungs for her to move.
She went up to Ricky, pretending to lecture him.
“It looks like Nova and Ricky are having a bit of a disagreement here, Excalibur.” Tony Schiavone said, watching this all go down on the monitor.
Nova “gave up”, throwing her hands in the air and turning towards Brian, who was holding up Darby by the back of the neck. They stared each other down, when Nova delivered a clean roundhouse kick, straight to the left side of Darby’s face. The crowd was shocked, but no one showed it more than Taz.
Nova rolled out the ring, yelling at Brian to push Darby out. She dragged him over to the car, which he had made his entrance on, calling Ricky and Brian over.
Brian hoisted Darby up, before powerbombing him onto the windshield. Nova and Ricky smirked, making their way up to the stage. Taz looked in disbelief, before holding his hand out to Nova.
She hesitated to put hers out, before she finally shook his hand, “Welcome to Team Taz.” He said, yelling at the camera guy to come closer.
“New Team Taz member! Nova Jay! The Supernova!”
Nova smirked, when Ricky grabbed her by the waist, kissing her passionately. They smiled at the camera before making their way backstage, Nova was finally noticed, and she was going to make sure everyone’s eyes stayed on her.
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Sawyer cracked her knuckles. Everything and everyone around her becoming quiet. Her earphones blasting. Her heart pounding. This was it.
“Sawyer you’re on after this break!” Dustin Rhodes called from his monitor, “Go teach that bitch a lesson.” Sawyer handed her phone to Nova, who looked like she was about to vomit. “I’ll be fine.” Sawyer assured her friend, “This needs to be done.”
“Why did it have to come to this though. Sure, you and Veronica have fought a hundred times before. But this is …” She stopped as she looked over and saw Veronica coming in. New ring gear on display, as she got rid of the baggy pants and went to new revealing shorts and a gorgeous rhinestone jacket with a picture on the back she couldn’t recognize, along white long tassels… it was hard to miss her.
The wrestlers began to find any monitor they could, not wanting to miss a second of anything. Talking amongst themselves, placing bets. In awe of the reaction that the two had gotten in such a short amount of time. The crowd was awake, and ready for a fight.
“Knock ‘em dead baby! We’ll be here when you get back!” Chuck Taylor quickly yelled, making Sawyer turn just in time to catch him. She gave him a thumbs up, before she headed through the curtain.
Taylor glanced in Veronica’s direction feeling her stare already on him. He rolled his eyes at her before going to find a seat next to Trent and Orange.
“Popcorn?” Trent offered as Chuck sat down. Orange lazily stuck some kernels in his mouth.
“I’m not sure what trick she has up her sleeve, but I don’t like it.” Chuck gestures toward Veronica who was beginning to warm up. “Her presence is enough to mess with your mind. Don’t worry about it, Sawyer is gonna WHOOP DAT ASS!” Trent said loudly, on purpose earning a scoff from behind them. The three turned around and were met with Kenny Omega and The Young Bucks. “You sure are biting off more than you can chew, Baretta.” Matt snarled. Orange looked between the two, lowering his glasses.
Trent spoke up again, “Matt, no matter how hard you try. She isn’t going to sleep. with you. You need to realize that. It’s starting to seem desperate at this point-”
“Choose your next words carefully, momma’s boy.” Kenny got in his face. “I wouldn’t let her name leave your mouth again, if I were you.” Trent bit the inside of his mouth, looking back at his friends. “Forget it man, let’s just watch the match.” Chuck patted down the chairs, getting them to cool it. From the back of his head he could feel Matt began to burn holes through the trio making him smirk to himself. He had hit a nerve with Matt Jackson, and nobody knew that but him.
The beat dropped for Sawyer's entrance music, making the crowd more electric than they already were. She couldn’t help the smile break through as she stood on the ramp. The pyro went off, and she posed for the camera. She removed her jacket, revealing a dark gothic attire. The front row of wrestlers applauded, as she walked down to the ring, she got on the apron and began to take it all in, knowing this was the only bit of peace for a long time.
Veronica tilted her head in Nova’s direction as she passed. Not caring about Ricky clutching her to his side, or the glare they both gave her. She shrugged it off and went out as if this was an actual “storyline.”
She walked out earning a mix of boos and cheers. She closed her eyes and turned her back. Revealing her jacket, to be a picture of a throwback photo of her, Sawyer, and Nova… with a drawn on angel halo hovering over her, and devil horns drawn on Sawyer. She chuckled at her antics, and spreader her arms to let the tassels gracefully fall, “Let’s fucking go!” She yelled, before making her way to the inside of the ring.
Sawyer never took her eyes off Veronica, ever since her music hit. If looks could kill, they’d both be dead. The bell rang, and Sawyer extended her hands outward for a lock up, while Veronica extended a foot— that connected with Sawyer’s nose. She blindly rolled her up, but Sawyer kicked out before three making the crowd gasp. She quickly backed up in the corner, trying to avoid the ropes from blowing up around her.
“WHAT THE HELL V?” She yelled, getting in her face. “YOU REALLY WANNA START LIKE THIS?” She pushed Veronica, making her fall on her backside. She immediately got back up, getting right back in her face. “Hit me.” She repeated, while harshly shoving Sawyer. “I know you want to.”
Sawyer raised her fist, only to be slapped by Veronica before she could react. The crowd sat on the edge of their seats in anticipation, watching Sawyer blow the hair out her face, and stare down Veronica between her brows. She slightly gulped, not breaking her stare. Sawyer began delivering rapid kicks to her sides, then quickly delivering an arm drag sending Veronica just inches away from ropes.
Her eyes widened, as she realized how close she was. Turning around she attempted to run away, but was met with a dropkick that sent her flying into the ropes, immediately feeling the electric wire going off around her. She yelped, as she rolled to the outside, not wanting Sawyer to gain an upper hand. Her skin began to burn, and the wind that was knocked out of her was still trying to come back.
Sawyer’s first thoughts being to go check on her, before remembering the reason they were in this match in the first place. She shook her head, shaking all the sympathy away. As she climbed to the top turnbuckle, she stood along with the crowd. Phones flashing, their voices rising. Screaming, as she attempted a perfect moonsault to the outside. Suddenly, feeling a devastating crack to her ribs, causing the audience to fall in silence. Veronica held the kendo stick in her hand, leaning on the barricade. She watched Sawyer lay on the floor, refs coming to check on her. She pulled Bryce by his T-Shirt, wanting to continue the damage. She swung another good three times, before rolling her back in carefully. She went for the pin, once again.
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“This fight will continue,” Tony yells in his headsweat. Sweat beading off his forehead. “We all knew that wasn’t gonna be enough to put down the Angel Slayer.” Jim added. “It’s almost as if…that name couldn’t be any more truer tonight. The white, the diamonds, the entrance…Veronica is the angel that Sawyer is slaying tonight. We’re in for one hell of a ride.”
The two had been going back and forth for about fifteen minutes. Each seeming to have a counter for each other’s move, and when they didn’t…they just started beating the absolute shit out of each other. Blood was pouring from the hairline of Sawyer, who had been curb stomped on a pile of chairs. While Veronica's left eye was beginning to swell up, as well as a huge slash from being sliced by a piece of the broken table.
Luckily, Sawyer had done her best to avoid the electric wire throughout the whole match so far. The two crawled their way back into the middle of the ring, Veronica kicked pieces of broken table out of her way. She gestured her finger at Sawyer telling her to bring it on. She charged, only to be hit with a drop toe hold. She held her mouth, and realized she fell forward on a steel chair. Immediately, tasting blood. Veronica smirked to the hardcam , rolling out the ring and pulling up the ring skirt. She tossed a couple of kendo sticks on the ramp way, for an emergency. She faked a confused face, before innocently pulling out a light tube. She rolled in the ring, swirling it around. Sawyer saw it, and let out a groan. She raised her middle fingers up, spitting blood at her. Veronica laughed, wiping it off and whispered, “You asked for this bitch” before cracking the tube on her head, glass shattering around them. Quickly covering for the pin.
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Sawyer barely kicked out. Making Veronica throw a tantrum, “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?” She screamed at Bryce, who did his best not to back down. “LEARN TO DO YOUR JOB.” Veronica pointed her finger in his chest.
“Back off of me. Focus on your match, Rodriguez.”
“Don’t tell me- AH!”
Veronica was lifted from the ground, and placed on Sawyer’s shoulder, who when no one was looking had wrapped a piece of barbed wire around her kneepad. Veronica tried to scramble, hearing the crowd go crazy as Sawyer signaled for the Go to Sleep with her hands. She successfully hit it, cringing as she stuck to Veronica’s forehead. The crowd gasped, and held their hands over their mouths. She went for the pin.
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Aubrey was milliseconds away from her hitting the mat, they could feel it.
“WHAT? VERONICA KICKED OUT. VERONICA KICKED OUT,” Excalibur rose from his seat. “BARBED WIRE IS STICKING TO HER FOREHEAD…WHAT THE HELL?” Jim asked with concern. “What are we witnessing here folks?”
“This is awesome!” The crowd chanted, if there was a roof on Daily’s Place, it would have been blown straight off.
Sawyer laid in the corner, not knowing what else to do as she stared at her former best friend with widened eyes. Veronica waved towards the entrance ramp, signaling for someone to come out. Sawyer turned her head with confusion, tears forming as she saw Kenny Omega and the Young Bucks dragging a helpless Chuck Taylor and Orange Cassidy. She stared in horror as she saw Orange and Chuck get hit repeatedly in the torso with kendo sticks. Their cries making Sawyer furious.
“You bitch.” Sawyer huffed, as she began to drag Veronica back by her feet. Veronica kicked, connecting with her busted lip, making her curse. Veronica quickly snapped up, ducking as Sawyer attempted to grab her. Going around her and connecting her arms for a snap dragon suplex. An idea popped in her head, as she looked at her boyfriend who nodded with darkened eyes. She backed up to the ropes, breathing in, and before she breathed out she delivered a devastating snapdragon sending Sawyer through a ton of pain, as her neck was met with electricity. She hid her face, as she repeatedly hit the mat, doing everything to not let her pain be shown.
Sawyer stumbled to stand, as Veronica began to spit more venom at her, “You thought what they did was bad?” She chuckled, as Matt threw a kendo stick in her direction. She picked it up, and placed it under Sawyer’s chin making her look at her. “Watch this-” She swung, only for it to be caught under Sawyer’s arm. She gritted her teeth, not letting her react to the sting. Veronica did her best to pull it back, but she wasn’t budging.
Veronica reached her arm back to attempt to slap Sawyer again, but she grabbed onto her, slowly looking up at Veronica with angry eyes. Sawyer delivered a headbutt to Veronica’s, “That’s for bringing your boyfriend into this!” Left hook, “That’s for hurting my friends!” She kicked her in the stomach so her back hit the turnbuckles, “THAT is for putting a title over our friendship!” Sawyer balanced the kendo stick in her hand, “And THIS is for all the pain and tears you’ve put me through since July!” She went feral, whacking Veronica left and right. Veronica bawled up on the floor, trying her best to avoid her. Only to get hit harder, not being able to move. She whacked Veronica in the back once more long enough to climb to the top rope. Sawyer stood and looked around the crowd of people and wrestlers, who cheered her on as she finally did what she always wanted to do. A swanton bomb, on live pay-per view. The crowd erupted as Sawyer went in for the pin, without her Canadian Destroyer.
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The girls laid there, staring at the ceiling. Their breathing rapid, their faces red. Veronica felt the tears start to form, she scooted away to the other side of the ring, hand over mouth holding back sobs.
“Sawyer.” Chuck shook her, “You did it baby. It’s over.” He groaned, holding his side. Her head snapped towards him, and Cassidy who were both equally hurting. “Me? I won?” She looked with disbelief. Orange gave her a thumbs up, as she pulled them in for a hug. “I’m so sorry you guys got hurt.”
“Eh.” Cassidy lazily replied, “We lived.”
Veronica watched the three, not realizing her own group was next to her. “Let’s get out of here.” Nick bent down to help her up, she wrapped an arm around his shoulder looking for Kenny who couldn’t meet her gaze. Instead, he angrily stared at Sawyer, who had the biggest grin on her face as she stared back.
“Kenny-“ Veronica reached out, his demeanor broken, as he saw her covered in blood. “Jesus Christ…”He commented, pulling her away, flinching when he heard her wince. “Careful with her hip, it’s gushing.” Matt commented.
Veronica tried to respond, telling them that she was fine until she saw Hikaru Shida walk right past her, with her AEW Women's Championship straight to the ring for Sawyer.
Jealousy filled up, and she couldn’t help looking away as they stared down at each other. The sounds of her boyfriend’s concern were muffled, as all she could do was focus on them. Sawyer couldn’t help but glare past Shida sometimes. Veronica’s tears staining her brain. Eventually, Tony Khan came out applauding as the crowd gave a standing ovation.
It was over. It was finally over.
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Sawyer tried her best to get rid of the smile on her face, but she just couldn’t. She was on Cloud 9. Of course, something felt off. She knew what it was, Veronica. But she knew, she couldn’t let this affect her celebration. She turned up the music playing from her speaker, hoping that even Rihanna could distract her from this feeling.
Just as she put on the finishing touches of her outfit, there was a knock on the locker room door. “Come in!” Wardlow walked in, bouquet of flowers in hand, “There’s the next women’s champ! God, you’re amazing.” Sawyer gasped, “Michael! You’re so sweet.” She took the flowers, giving him a kiss.
“So, you really gave Veronica hell out there. How about you and I go to dinner? You’re already dressed, and of course, I have another gift for you back at the hotel.” He smirked, grabbing Sawyer by the waist from behind, hands sliding up and down her body.
“That sounds lovely Michael, but some of my friends set up a party for me at my favorite bar downtown. You wanna come with?” She asked innocently, thinking nothing of it. Wardlow’s energy shifted, he suddenly just seemed furious.
“You’re kidding. You’d rather spend this win with vodka and screaming than wine and classical music?” He asked, acting like there was no discussion. “Uh, yeah. It is my celebration.” Sawyer grabbed her purse, heading for the door.
“And let me guess, Chuck set this celebration up.”
Sawyer stopped in her tracks, her mind was telling her a million things, but only one was the right thing to do. “Well, you caught me. Chuck did set this up. And Isiah. Along with Nova and Ricky. And how could I forget ‘your’ buddy, Max? My friends set this up, Michael. They knew this would make me happy and they were right, I’m going!”
“I knew you were still talking to that weirdo! I knew I couldn’t trust you. If you walk out that door, we’re finished.” He threatened. Sawyer only stared back, frowning, tears forming in her eyes.
“After everything I went through tonight,” Sawyer choked on her words, before cutting the act, “You think I’m scared of a white man breaking up with me? I’ve seen some stupid shit, but this has gotta be the stupidest shit ever. We’re done, the third shot is dedicated to you!”
Sawyer cackled, walking out of the locker room, knowing that Wardlow no longer affected her.
On the other side of Daily’s Place, the Elite got to the back. Veronica doing her best to not crumble in front of the roster. She felt a hand leave her lower back, causing her to stop them in their tracks. “Kenny, what are you doing?” Matt asked, not sure why he stopped walking.
“You guys go on without me… I have to catch up with Don.” He looked between them, giving a disappointed look toward Veronica, “Just let me know what the doctor says.”
Veronica’s face grew with confusion, “You’re not coming with me?” Matt held his grip on her wrist, as she tried to walk away from them. “You’re hurt.” He reminded her, “I’ll make sure she gets back.”
“Thanks man.” Kenny spoke, “I got to go fix this. I’m not letting her screw up ruin my future plans.”
Nick’s eyes widened, as a silence fell between the group. Veronica felt her blood begin to boil, as his words finally hit her. “I can’t believe you. I know I didn’t win, but I tried my best and-“
“Save it. I don’t want to hear any more excuses tonight.” He rolled his eyes, before pulling out his phone typing rapidly. Nick and Matt looked between each other, not sure what to do. Veronica pushed through, wincing at every step she took. “You know what? This loss isn’t on ME. It’s on YOU, and you know that. You told the whole world that I was this Elite superstar, and you never once considered my feelings.” Her voice trembled, “Sawyer and Nova want nothing to do with me, because of you, and now I’m finally understanding why.”
She shoved Nick and Matt’s hands off of her as she walked off in her own direction.
As Kenny watched Veronica walk away, he groaned, throwing his hands up in the air, “I swear to God, I don’t know what her deal is.” He marched off, mumbling to the Bucks about not following him. “She has to be kidding, none of this is my fault. I got her here at the top. In this company, I gave her everything. It’s all-” His own thoughts were interrupted, almost making him stop in his tracks.
“It’s all her.”
Sawyer and Nova stared back, trying their best to hide their grins. “Looks like someone will be sleeping on the couch tonight.” Nova joked. Kenny shook his head, embarrassment beginning to wash over him.
“You couldn’t even help your own girlfriend, when she needed it most.” Sawyer spoke up, “What makes you think YOU could defeat me?”
He opened his mouth to argue, being cut off by a car honking grabbing their attention, Nova rushed over to the side door leaving Sawyer.
“One day, Veronica will realize that you were nothing more than a weight holding her down. It really sucks that you were the reason we had to nearly kill each other tonight, but if you think that I won’t stop trying to get my friend back… you’ve got another thing coming.” She pulled her glasses down on her head, letting herself finally relax.
i have been sick for the past couple days, not being able to leave m y bed… but reading eternity really made me smile and laugh (even with how kenny acts— that man is manipulative!) I would die to end up like Ricky and Nova one day. I love this love square with Veronica, Hangman, Kenny, and Matt (he’s in love with her. i just know it.) Andd SAWYER omg. She has chemistry with literally anyone. She’s so cool, and funny. Her with MJF, or even Isiah has be crying at night. I can’t get over them.
i don’t think i’d be as happy as i am without this book, i want to thank you for writing it. it’s one of the best things i’ve ever discovered. i can’t wait for more!
fun fact - the next chapter will be out in less then 30
Omg I just read all of eternity and!!!! Makes me so sad how Veronica and Sawyer have fallen out big time! Kenny and Wardlow are so toxic, Kenny especially it’s unreal!
Can’t wait to read your other stuff
Making me and Adriana wanna put out a new chapter 🤭
I’m so glad you could read! We’re figuring some things out but we WILL be coming back!! ❤️
Starring - Our O/C’s, Daniel Garcia, Hangman Page, Christian Cage, 2point0, Eddie Kingston and many small appearances
Category - Fluff, tiny angst, comedy, suggestive
Part 2/?
Summary - It’s Rampage, Kelani finally talks to Hangman, and Eddie talks to Jasmine about her fear.
Warnings/Other Author’s Notes - As always, follow @adriii-omega
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It was the afternoon before Rampage. Kelani, Jasmine, Daniel and 2point0 were all setting up their tables for a meet and greet.
The list was released the day before, Kelani, Jasmine, Daniel 2point0, and finally, Hangman. They would be there that whole afternoon. And Kelani was absolutely terrified. She tried to avoid him as best as he could, talking to everyone, but Hangman the whole time.
Every time he would attempt to talk to her, she would claim she “needed more photos for autographs” or that she was “dehydrated” despite having full bottles of water right behind her. “Just talk to him.” Jasmine said, following Kelani to get markers before they let fans inside. “I will! But then I’ll have to tell him why I ran away and- I don’t know.” Kelani grabbed a silver and a pink sharpie, Jasmine grabbing purple and green.
They were walking back, Kelani almost at her table, when Jasmine pushed her over to Hangman. Kelani looked at her wide-eyed, and he jumped, “Jesus! You scared me! I barely even heard your footsteps.”
Kelani shot a glare to Jasmine, before turning back to Hangman, “I’m…sorry about running away the other day. I just get really nervous about those kinda things and I guess cardio was my best excuse.” She looked down at her feet, ashamed.
“Well I’m glad that’s what it was. I thought I had bad breath or something,” Hangman laughed, “So…your number?” Kelani smiled, “Yeah it’s…”
Jasmine watched the pair exchange numbers, giving Kelani a big thumbs up as she walked back over.
The meet and greet soon started, fans lining up to meet everyone. Kelani talked with a younger fan, Daniel and 2point0 were having a heated discussion with a fan wearing a Sammy Geuvara shirt, and Hangman snapped a picture with a family.
Jasmine signed a young girl’s shirt, waving goodbye as she looked over to her friends. She turned to her left to see Hangman, who was now staring at Kelani, while his line was empty (for now).
Jasmine smirked, she looked over at Kelani, who was absolutely clueless to Hangman’s staring while she flipped off a guy while taking a picture.
Jasmine made sure no one was going over to her line, and walked over to 2point0 and Daniel. Daniel kissed Jasmine on the cheek, “Hey babe, look at this IDIOT with a Sammy shirt in MY LINE!”
The fan walked away, finally getting his autograph, before she pulled Ang and Matt into the conversation. “Hangman has got it for Kelani so bad. He’s been staring at her since this meet and greet started.”
Jasmine quickly rushed back to her line, more fans coming in. Kelani was signing autographs and when Daniel, Angelo and Matt looked over, sure enough, Adam was practically drooling over Kelani. He didn’t even notice that fans were lining up in front of him.
“Oh HELL no.” Matt said, Angelo put his hand on his tag partner’s shoulder, “Matt! Don’t do anything.”
“This SWINE is looking at my PRECIOUS KELANI,” Matt yelled at Angelo before back to Hangman, “AYO HANGMAN! EYES OFF MY DAUGHTER YO! SIGN THOSE AUTOGRAPHS!”
Daniel laughed before joining, “HANGMAN HAS A LITTLE SCHOOL CRUSH ON KELANI!! OOOOOO!”
Kelani snapped her head at her “family”, cheeks hot. She took a deep breath, reminding herself that she was in the middle of a meet and greet, so her anxiety attack would have to wait till later.
Hangman gulped, giving a quiet hi to the fan in front of him.
“This is weird, but can I get a picture with you and Kelani? You two are my favorites.”
Hangman tried to object, but Kelani walked over, fans out of her line for now, “Sure! You can be right in the middle!” The fan beamed, putting down the gifts he had for the two of them. Hangman smiled at Kelani, before turning towards the camera.
Jasmine leaned on a guardrail as the fan took their photo with Kelani and Hangman. She crossed her arms, and never took her eyes off them. She began to smirk, when Hangman pulled Kelani in for a hug, holding on to her a bit to say his “goodbye.”
Kelani jogged over, “That fan was so sweet. They gave me this—“
“So, you and Hangman huh?”
She stopped mid sentence, letting a loud groan escape her mouth, “Bro, you just interrupted me…” She looked back, making eye contact with Page again. He gave her a cheeky smile, and turned back to the conversation he was having with a backstage member. “He’s just…a friend?”
Jasmine pursed her lips, “Friend? You don’t seem so sure about that.” She tried her best not to let a smile crack through. “Yup. That’s all. Nothing else.” Her voice fell flat, as she fiddled with her bracelets. “If you say so… oh here he comes!” Jasmine pointed, making Kelani turn her full body. Getting embarrassed when she realized he was nowhere near them.
Jasmine let out a dramatic gasp, “OH MY GOD YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON HANG-“
Kelani tackled Jasmine using her hand to cover her mouth. “What is YOUR problem?” She whispered-screamed, “Not another word about this.” Kelani warned, making Jasmine nod. She slowly moved her hand from her mouth, beginning to walk away.
“Adam and Kelani…sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.”
“JASMINE SCOTT-” She started, before she began to hear her laugh. “Don’t let me catch you in cowgirl ring gear!” She joked, as she ran off. Kelani ran her hands through her hair in frustration, “I can’t believe I put up with her.”
The Jericho Appreciation Society stood with Eddie Kingston to discuss their segment for later on tonight. Jasmine glued herself in between her closest “friend”, Eddie Kingston and her wonderful boyfriend, Daniel Garcia. As Daniel listened closely and carefully to the speech Jericho read. . . Jasmine and Eddie were doing the opposite.
“Stop breathing down my neck, before I step on your timbs.”
“Girl you ain’t even got shoes on right now. I don’t wanna feel your eagle claws—”
They began to bicker, only getting attention from Daniel, “You two are driving me nuts.” He squeezed Jasmine's hand, “Leave her alone Edward.”
“Oh yea, of course take her side- oh and now you’re gonna kiss her in front of me? Sick bastard.” Kingston threw his hands in the air, looking away from the two. Jasmine broke the kiss, resting a hand on Eddie’s shoulder, “I hope Garcia kicks your ass-”
He rose out of his chair before she could finish. “Yo! Chris? Can we wrap this up?” Jericho gave them both dirty looks, “You two idiots, have some nerve! I am CHRIS JERICHO! I could have you fired in an instant!” He screamed as he stormed off with Jake Hager silently following behind him.
Matt Menard and Angelo Parker watched with widened eyes, “Woah, we gotta get going Daniel.” Matt said, as he tried not to laugh at Jericho’s outburst.
“See ya later chump,” Angelo lightly punched Jasmine in the shoulder, as she stuck her tongue out. Garcia nodded, before leaning down to kiss Jasmine again. The tag team stood there and began to awkwardly cough, “Urm, Daniel… we got to-”
“YO LET THE GIRL HAVE SOME OXYGEN DAMN.” Eddie pipped in, making them immediately disconnect.
“You ruin everything.” Daniel spat in his face, “Bye baby.” He waved at her, before making fist at Eddie. “I'll get you for that!” He threatened to make Kingston flip him off. Jasmine sat back and laughed at the two.
“Your boyfriend is ridiculous. You know that?” Eddie snarked, “What do you see in him…the sex can’t be all that.”
Jasmine opened her mouth to say something, before going silent. Kingston laughed, “I knew it! His stroke game is probably weak as hell. Does he have to pause in between to catch his breath?” Eddie began to laugh uncontrollably. Jasmine looked at the man with a softening expression, “Eddie, Daniel and I…never really done that sort of stuff.”
Kingston stopped, and looked around, “Jazzy, you ain’t no virgin are you?” He stood with his mouth a gap. She rolled her eyes, “No! Which is why I got with Daniel. He’s different.” She riddled with her thumbs, “I probably make no sense… but he’s better than ‘just sex’ he’s so much better…”
Eddie watched her struggle, trying to find the words without seeming like a complete lunatic. He noticed how she couldn’t make eye contact, and how her leg bounced up and down in a quickened pace. “Hey, you’re okay. Take deep breaths.” He cut in between her, she looked at him following his advice, “Continue.”
Her brows furrowed, “Daniel tried to have sex, and it scared the hell out of me…it still does. What if I don’t live up to his expectations? I don’t want to embarrass myself.” Jasmine blurted, feeling as if a weight was lifted off her shoulders. Eddie took a huge breath, “Look, girl, I ain’t no therapist…and honestly, I’m not even your friend.” He placed an arm around her, “But I'm your protector around here, and anywhere for the rest of your life. You’re stuck with me now. I still hate you, but I hate seeing you upset about this even more. Daniel Garcia is WHIPPED for you, and it makes me sick to my stomach.” Jasmine groaned, as Kingston laughed, “I don’t think you have anything to worry about. Obviously, he’s gonna wait until you’re ready and if he doesn’t I'll seriously injure him.”
“Eddie-”
“I’m being honest. Sex is a huge step in a relationship… but I can tell you love him, and it’s clear he loves you. Nothing can ruin that.”
She wiped her eyes before pulling him in for a hug. “You’re not so bad Kingston.” He clicked his tongue in response, “I got a soft side for chicks that mean a lot to me.” He shrugged as if it was no big deal, eyes widening when he realized what he just said.
“EDDIE. Did you just say what I think you did?” Jasmine began to get up jumping up and down, “YOU LOVE ME.”
“I DID NOT SAY THAT.” He repeatedly said, as she danced around him. “I’m going to tell everyone.” She clapped her hands together and began to run down the hall. Eddie watched her go, letting her laughter ring through his ears.
Kelani enjoyed the quiet of the locker room, it wasn’t her’s, it belonged to Christian Cage, her “wannabe father” as Matt and Angelo claim.
Christian Cage was one of the first people to actually understand Kelani in AEW. Which is why he let her use his locker room in cases like this, where Kelani got sensory overload. Christian entertains Matt and Angelo with the “custody battle”, but he’s just happy to take care of Kelani.
Kelani was laughing at a text Hangman had sent, when Christian walked in, banishing Jungle Boy and Luchasaurus from talking to Kelani, “She doesn’t like cavemen and their pets! Go on somewhere!”
He shut the door, and Kelani giggled, “Hi, Christian. I hope you don’t mind, I got bored so I organized your bag.”
“Why would I mind? My life would be a mess without ya, kid.” He kissed the top of Kelani’s head, sitting next to her, watching the match on the tv. Kelani’s phone buzzed, she read it and laughed, holding it closer to her face.
“Who’s that?” He asked. “Oh, no one. Just Jasmine.” Kelani blushed, turning her back to the side of the couch. Christian raised a brow, knowing he just saw Eddie Kingston throw Jasmine’s phone in her cup of fruit punch after his segment.
“Hmm. That wouldn’t be…Hangman, would it?” Christian asked, still looking at the tv. Kelani jumped up, “WHAT? WHO TOLD YOU?”
“You just did. And Max Caster told me about the breakfast incident.” Christian smirked, looking over at Kelani who was sighing.
“Listen, me and Hangman aren’t together. He’s just…a friend.” Kelani said, sinking deeper into the couch.
“Just a friend huh,” Christian raised a brow, “Then why are you blushing?” Kelani wacked him with a pillow, “Be quiet, before I tell Edge that you think his wife’s casserole isn’t even THAT GOOD! Maybe I do like him, and I think he likes me but, I don’t know. You know how much I hate relationships.”
Christian put his arm around her shoulders, “I think you should give him a chance. I haven’t seen you smile like this since well…you know. You can’t be scared your whole life, unless of course you really don’t want this. I just want you happy, knucklehead.”
Kelani smiled, “I’ll try. Thanks, Christian.”
“Of course, kiddo. NOW! Tell Matt and Ang that POORLY HANDWRITTEN ADOPTION PAPERS don’t count as official documents. You’re still my kid.” Kelani rolled her eyes, “You people make me sick. I’m gonna go get a giant pretzel from concessions.” Kelani walked out the door, smiling from Christian’s blessing, and another text from Hangman.
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Jasmine ran the floss through her teeth one last time, smiling in the mirror. “Baby, I don’t think you’ll die if your mouth isn’t 99 percent mint!” Daniel called from the room. Jasmine giggled, throwing the floss away and leaving the bathroom.
She jokingly started to seductively walk, making goofy faces in the process, causing Daniel to laugh. “You can look,” Jasmine flipped her hair, “But you can’t touch.“
“Who would’ve known that my girlfriend is actually a Bella Twin,” He patted his lap, “Come here.”
Jasmine bit her lip, walking over to the bed, she kneels onto it and Daniel pulls her on top of him so she was straddling his waist.
Jasmine smiled down at him, cupping his face. Daniel smirked up at her, rubbing his hands up and down her thighs, “You’re so gorgeous, angel.” Jasmine smiled, before pressing her lips against his. Daniel groaned, tightening his grip on her waist. Their mouths moved perfectly in rhythm. Their tongues collided, the kiss getting more heated.
Jasmine began to roll her hips down onto Daniel, he playfully tugged on her bottom lip, receiving a moan from her in return. His hands found her ass, giving it a firm squeeze with both hands.
Daniel soon flipped them over, so that he was on top. He hooked one of her legs to his side, and was now grinding into her, she gasped into the kiss, making Daniel smile.
He went to take of his shirt, when Jasmine stopped him, “Wait! I- I think I’m okay for tonight.”
Daniel stopped his actions, rolling over so he was next to her. “How are you feeling baby?” Jasmine nodded, “Good…great. How about you?”
Daniel smiled, “Good, you wanna watch some Netflix?” Jasmine smiled, leaning onto Daniel’s chest, “Always.”
Starring - Our wonderful O/C’s, Hangman Page, Daniel Garcia, Eddie Kingston, 2.0 and Max Caster (small appearance from Wheeler Yuta)
Category - Fluff, angst, comedy
Part 1/?
Summary - Kelani Williams and Jasmine Scott. Polar opposites, but best friends. Jasmine faces struggles in her relationship with Daniel Garcia, while Kelani struggles with even being in a relationship at all.
Warnings/Other author’s notes - This includes talks of being scared of sex in relationships. And as always, make sure you follow @adriii-omega !!!
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“This one is a real slobber knocker folks,” Good Ol’ Jr said, as he sat at the announce table talking with his broadcast partners, “You’re right about that Jim. These two women are really going at it.”
Jasmine Scott and Kelani Williams. Now from this angle, it may seem like they hate each other…
“YOU’LL NEVER BE BETTER THAN ME.” Kelani yelled, before delivering a hard slap to Jasmine, getting an echo through the arena. Jasmine held her cheek, beginning to taste blood from the side of her mouth. She rolled out the ring, taunting the fans behind the barricade as they delivered their reactions. She raised a middle finger to them, earning an even louder chorus of boos.
“I hope she trips down the stairs.” Jim insulted. “Get your business done in the ring, Kelani.” He said with an annoyed tone.
As if she could hear him, Kelani turned her attention back to the her opponent only to be hit by Jasmine’s extremely impactful, suicide dive. She held her ribs, trying her best to get the upper hand in this match again.
Jasmine wobbled around a bit, trying to find anything to use for her advantage. She lifted the ring skirt, smirking to the camera, as she pulled out a table. The crowd erupted, as she slid it into the ring, with Kelani right after. Jasmine picked up a half bent kendo stick, targeting Kelani. Her eyes went wide, and she put her hands up in a prayer, “DON’T HIT ME. PLEASE. I’M SORRY. TRUCE? TRUCE? TRUCE—”
Jasmine cracked the side of her arm, sending a shock of pain through her. She screeched, before attempting to get up and only getting another crack in return.
“It must be Jasmine’s birthday, cause she’s hitting Kelani like she’s a piñata.” Excalibur snarked. Tony laughed, “Good one.”
After more shots, Kelani laid in the middle of the ring, welts already beginning to form. Jasmine sat the table up, feeding into the crowd's energy. She quickly laid Kelani on top, before climbing to the top rope, then delivering a beautiful 450° splash.
1…2…3.
Now, if you took off the wrestling gear, and got rid of the bigger than life personas Jasmine and Kelani had…you would know they’ve been inseparable since they met.
Kelani waited until Jasmine got through the curtain, pulling her in for a bone crushing hug. “You. Were. Incredible.” Jasmine whispered over and over, out of breath.
“No, you. Next best thing.” Kelani winced, as she began to feel her adrenaline return back to normal. “You may have cracked every single one of my ribs though…” Jasmine gasped, before stepping back, “I am so sorry.” She took her finger and poked her side with a bit of pressure.
“WHAT THE HELL JASMINE-”
“THAT'S FOR SLAPPING ME!”
“Wasn’t you abolishing me with that kendo stick ENOUGH?” Kelani rubbed her side, “I’m not driving anywhere tonight. Someone else better take the wheel.”
Jasmine laughed at her best friends’ reaction, “I think Ang, or Matt are in charge tonight, so neither of us have to worry about—Oh!”
Daniel Garcia had crept behind the two, pulling Jasmine into a hug from behind. “I could watch you wrestle for hours.” He told her, as she tried her best to turn around. He loosened his grip, before turning her around to deliver a kiss.
Kelani rolled her eyes before looking away. Don’t get her wrong, she loved Garcia and Jasmine to death, and she was nothing, but happy for them, but Kelani Williams did not do relationships.
“Hello! Earth to Kelani!” Garcia snapped his fingers, making her turn her head, “I’m sorry? What?”
“I said, you did great out there, punk” He lightly punched her shoulder. “Thanks, that means a lot coming from you.” She winced.
“You alright Kelani…you zoned out on us.” Jasmine asked worriedly, “Daniel, and I were about to get something to eat…you could come if you like.”
“No, I got to talk to Tony Khan about something… I’ll see you guys after the show.” She gave both of them a tight lip smile, not wanting to make them feel bad. Garcia shrugged, before taking Jasmine’s hand and pulling her through the crowd and out of the room.
Kelani watched as they walked away, hand in hand. She sighed to herself, “I wish I was in a relationship…it sucks that Griff had to ruin them for me.” She looked around the room, trying desperately to find one of her few friends to get away from the awkwardness of being alone. She scanned the room, locking eyes with someone she was definitely not expecting.
Hangman Adam Page. The AEW World champion. Looking at Kelani. She was a bit taken aback, she thought it was cause she had scars from the kendo stick, maybe pity for her awkwardness, but this look was definitely not that.
Hangman smiled, shifting his eyes around, making sure no one was coming, before he pushed himself off the wall he was leaning on, walking slowly towards Kelani.
She panicked, she quickly scanned the room again, before spotting one of her best friends, Wheeler Yuta. “Yuta!” She shouted, speed walking towards him to make her escape.
“Hey, Lani! Great match out there. You ki- OH- we’re walking the other way,” Yuta gasped as she dragged him the opposite direction, away from Hangman.
Adam stopped in his tracks, staring at Kelani as she speed walked away, he arched his brow, “I wonder what her deal is? …Did I have crazy eyes or something?”
He stared at her a second longer, before putting his championship over his shoulder, getting ready for his segment.
******
Daniel, Jasmine and Kelani all walked in a line, Jasmine in the middle, luggage in hand. “I’m sooo glad that Matt and Angelo offered to drive, I could not handle being behind the wheel again.” Kelani said, stopping at the curb, waiting for 2.0 to pull around with the rental.
“Yeah, lord knows you’ll almost kill us again.” Daniel said, rolling his eyes. “Well SOME COUPLE didn’t wanna take turns cause they were cuddling in the backseat!” “OKAY LISTEN HERE KELANI-” Jasmine put a hand on each of their chests, separating them, just in time as 2.0 pulled up in the minivan.
Angelo Parker rolled down the window for the passenger side, “Did someone order a cool dude mobile?” Kelani laughed before walking towards the trunk, “I hate you.”
Matt Menard turned around to look at Kelani from the driver’s seat, “Watch that mouth young lady or you’re grounded!” “Ha! Who’s the trouble sibling now!” Daniel laughed, putting his and Jasmine’s luggage into the trunk. “You do know y’all aren’t actually related right?” Jasmine asked, climbing into the van after Kelani. “Hey,” Angelo pointed a finger at Jasmine, “Kelani is our child cause we said so! Not that NERD Christian Cage, as he claims.” Kelani squinted her eyes, “You guys are NOT gonna be in a custody battle for me!”
Matt Menard pulled off from the curb, to the street and onto the interstate to get to the hotel. Matt and Angelo were singing along, poorly, to the song on the radio, while Jasmine and Kelani scrolled through their social media, Daniel dozing off on Jasmine’s shoulder.
Jasmine let out a cackle to a fan tweet, causing Daniel to shoot up, startled. “Jesus Jasmine! I thought you were bleeding.” Jasmine blushed, “Sorry, this fan on twitter is just hilarious.”
Jasmine frowned, embarrassed that she had woken up her boyfriend. That was the difference between her and Kelani. Jasmine wasn’t shy and was definitely loud. “You’re okay, angel. You just scared me, that’s all,” Daniel reassured Jasmine, putting his arm around her shoulders…but not without accidentally hitting Kelani in the face. “Ow Daniel! Watch where you’re going!” Kelani whined, rubbing her right eye.
Daniel rolled his eyes, “You are so over dramatic! I barely hit you!” “Say that to my soon to be black eye, string bean,” Kelani looked in her iPhone camera at her irritated eye, “Jeez! Cut the PDA out for 5 minutes WE ARE IN THE CAR!”
“Shut up Kelani! You’re just mad that you’ll never be like me and Jasmine! Yo ass stay single! You’re like that one tortoise that could never find a ma-”
“Daniel! Cut it out! Stop making fun of your sister, it’s her choice!” Angelo said, turning around in the passenger seat to yell at his fake son.
Kelani sank into her seat, Daniel was right, she was always single. It wasn’t a choice, she was completely terrified of relationships entirely.
The other four engaged in a conversation after Angelo and Daniel were done going back and forth. Kelani popped in her airpods, she wasn’t confrontational, so she decided to do what she always did, listen to Kendrick Lamar, sleep it off and just…let it go.
They pulled into the hotel, Angelo turned around in his seat to lightly shake Kelani’s knee, who was leaning on the cold window, lightly snoring. “Lani, we’re here. Wake up.” Kelani groaned, putting her airpods back in the case.
They stopped at the curb. “I’m gonna go get a luggage cart, you go park.” Angelo said, hopping out the passenger seat. Matt pulled into a parking lot, the three in the backseat getting out to get their luggage.
Angelo came back with the cart, him and Matt putting all the luggage on it, walking to the entrance of the hotel, Daniel walked ahead with them, while Jasmine and Kelani stayed back.
Jasmine leaned down to whisper in Kelani’s ear, “Do you think I can stay with you tonight?” Kelani kept whispering, “Yeah, what happened to rooming with Daniel? Did something happen?”
“I’ll tell you later.” Jasmine said, getting a nod from Kelani in return. When the girls reached inside, Angelo was handing out the room keys. He handed Kelani her’s when Jasmine kissed Daniel on the cheek, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Daniel looked at her, confused, “I thought you were rooming with me tonight?” Jasmine put on her best fake laugh, “You know I sleep best when Lani is big spoon.”
The girls grabbed their luggage, walking to the elevator, Daniel’s frown implanted into Jasmine’s brain.
After settling in, changing into their pajamas and turning on a movie, Kelani and Jasmine sat on their shared bed.
“Thanks for letting me room with you. I know you didn’t expect it but…” Jasmine pursed her lips, trying to find the words to say. “It’s no problem! We share a bed all the time…can I know why the sudden change? You’ve been rooming with Daniel a lot recently.” Kelani questioned, putting her legs under the covers.
Jasmine took a deep breath, “Daniel wanted to have sex the other night. And I freaked out! It was just kissing and then he touched my thighs, then he started touching-” “Okay okay! Not that I don’t love listening to your problems, but I’d rather not have the image of that.” Kelani said.
Jasmine playfully slapped Kelani’s arm, before continuing, “Well, I was about to find some excuse, when thankfully, Eddie Kingston called me about a prank I pulled on him.”
“So, is that why you’re rooming with me? Cause you don’t want to have sex with him?” Kelani asked, grabbing Jasmine’s hand. “No, that’s not it. I do, but I’m just scared? I just don’t want it to end up like Cash. What if we have sex and things end?”
Kelani sighed, “Jasmine, your feelings are valid. But I’ve seen the way Daniel looks at you, and you should hear how he talks about you when you’re not around. I think if you talk to him, he’ll understand. Don’t let some one night stand with Cash Wheeler think otherwise.”
Jasmine smiled, pulling Kelani into a hug, “Thanks, Lani. I love you so much.”
“I love you too. NOW, am I big spoon?” Jasmine giggled, “Yes, always.”
The Next Morning
Kelani scanned the hotel breakfast bar, none of it really catching her eye this early. She rubbed her eye a bit, before her eyes landed on the fruit. She grabbed an orange, then a bottle of juice from the mini fridge on the counter. She grabbed her phone out of the pocket of her shorts, turning up the music in her airpods.
She looked up at the last second, before running full on into a chest. She looked around the floor, and at the person’s chest, “No food anywhere, cool.”
She looked at the person, just her luck, she had run into Hangman Page. “I- I am sooo sorry! I was just trying to change the volume and I wasn’t looking where I was going.” She stammered. Hangman put his hand up to stop her, “Don’t apologize, things happen.” He smiled, looking down at the floor, before crouching down to grab her phone that she dropped.
Coming back up, the home screen lit up, he read the song name, before looking up at her, “Tyler, The Creator? I love him too! Is Yonkers your favorite song?”
She blushed, before her eyes lit up, “No, actually my favorite song is actually Where This Flower Blooms. Erm- what’s yours?” She spoke lightly, he almost didn’t even wanna speak too loudly, she seemed…fragile.
“I’m actually more of an Igor fan myself, I’d probably go with Running Out of Time.” He laughed, stepping a bit closer to her. “Oh, that’s a good one. Who knew a cowboy liked Tyler, the Creator?” Kelani laughed, her teeth biting her bottom lip.
“Yeah. I think it was actually one of your stories from like…a year ago that made me wanna listen to him. You’ve got good taste!” He commented, smiling. She opened her mouth to say another thing, when she was interrupted by her daily nuisance.
“WHAT is so important that you’re stopping me from eating the most important meal of the day?!” Max Caster groaned, “You guys can get nasty somewhere else, I’m tryna put some syrup on my damn waffles!” He annoyingly cut in between them, stepping on Kelani’s slipper. She pulled her foot back, “Ouch, you didn’t have to-”
“SKEDADDLE, WILLIAMS.” He spat close to her face, laughing as she flinched slightly. He tried to walk past them, before Hangman stuck his hand out, almost making him drop his plate. “You got some nerve talking to her like that, in front of me.” He bit the inside of his mouth, “Plus, we were having an EXTREMELY important discussion, that you just interrupted. Which means, we must have a problem.”
Max stood in terror, as Hangman grabbed the collar of his shirt. “The waffles here aren’t even that good.” Caster swallowed his fear, looking back at Kelani, “I’m so sorry-”
“Don’t look at her. Get outta here!” He pushed him back, as he clutched his plate, and scurried out of the line. He sighed, before beginning to speak again, “As I was saying…you’re really-” He stopped mid sentence, realizing she wasn’t there anymore, making him wonder if she was even real anymore.
“EDDIE. EDDIE. EDDIE.” Jasmine poked at her close friend, “Why aren’t you looking at me!”
“Damn girl, what the fuck do you want!” Kingston said with a mouthful. She grinned, “Look what I can do!” She stood back, making sure there was enough room around her, and perfected a cart wheel.
Eddie looked back at her with disapointment. “Is…that all Jasmine?” He cracked his neck to the side, and stabbed his plate with the fork. She looked at him with innocent eyes, “Yes. I have been practicing for a couple weeks.” He creepily smiled at her response, “That’s great sweetie! I know somewhere else you can practice at!” He clapped his hands together, “In the middle of New York traffic, you damn pesty mosquito. SHOO before I shove my timberland boot up your ass.”
Jasmine gasped, trying her best to hide her laughter, “You sir, need a loved one..”
“I heard, your mom was interested in me…”
“GOODBYE EDWARD.” Jasmine groaned, beginning to leave, before quickly snatching a piece of bacon off his plate. “GOD DAMN IT SCOTT-”
She chuckled, as she ran out the room stopping seeing Kelani walking back into it.
******
Garcia walked in after Jasmine. She sprawled herself on his bed, “I could lay here forever.” She mumbled. Daniel laughed before taking a seat at the edge. “It was kind of weird not sharing a bed with you. I usually have the blanket pulled off me a couple times a night and—”
She shot her head back up, “Daniel…” He held his hands up to stop her, “Did I do something wrong last night? I didn’t mean to make you upset, or angry with me.” It was her turn to cut him off, as she put her hands on his shoulders. “Babe, no! You did nothing wrong. It’s just…nevermind, it’s dumb.” Her voice trailed, making Garcia’s brows furrow with worry. “No. Tell me.”
She began to pick at her nails, “I just,” she began to look around, avoiding his glare, “I didn’t want to sleep with you.” Her face cringed at her words. Daniel stared at her with no expression, “…Do I smell— wait a minute if you don’t wanna sleep with me, then WHO are you trying to fuck!?” Daniel furiously stood, making Jasmine’s eyes widened. “NO ONE! THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEAN.” She began to nervously laugh, “The last night we were together…you started touching me, and I thought you wanted to do more. I got nervous, and freaked out…I’m not ready right now.”
Daniel let out a breath, “Oh baby… why didn’t you just say so? I feel so stupid. I am so sorry,” He pulled her in for a hug, and began to rub circles on her back, “Thank you for letting me know.” A couple tears ran down her cheek, “You’re not gonna leave me?” She sobbed. A small laugh left him, “Of course not Jasmine,” He wiped her face with his thumb, “You’re too pretty to let go. I’ll wait for you.” He kissed her forehead, and grabbed both of her hands, “We’ll go slow. Just tell me if it’s too much.” Daniel kissed her hand, as she slowly nodded. Her shoulders untensed, and her breathing went back to normal as they both laid back in the bed, and let sleep take over them together.
“No way, Flower Boy is his best album.” Kelani said, taking a sip from the now warm bottle of apple juice. “C’mon, Igor was legendary.” Hangman argued, widening his eyes at her surprising statement.
“I think Wolf is better than Igor.” Kelani commented, pursing her lips as the champion looked at her, wide-eyed. “You better watch it, Williams. Stuff like that can get you hurt.” Adam joked, putting on a “scary face”.
Kelani fake gasped, “Shiver me timbers! So terrifying!”
Hangman couldn’t keep up the act, when he started laughing. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love Igor, but I just think that…” Kelani’s voice faded as he let his mind wander. “She’s really pretty…I wonder why she ran away last night. Is she that shy?” He let his eyes look at her lips, as she looked around the room during her rant. “Why have I never talked to her before? I could talk, hell, even look at her for hours.”
He was so glad Kelani came back after the Caster incident. He knew she was shy…but not that shy. She apologized for running away, looking at her feet the whole time when she did so. “I wonder why she apologizes a lot…she does seem really cool though.”
His moment in space was broken as she turned his attention back to him, “I don’t know. Maybe I’m just biased.” Kelani said, shrugging her shoulders.
Hangman thought for a second, before deciding, “Yeah, biased. But, I wanted to ask…you’re really, really cool. I was wondering, could we exchange numbers and hangout sometime? Maybe go in depth on Tyler again?”
Kelani’s heart dropped, “Fuck. Fuck no. This cannot be happening. Don’t give him your number. Don’t give him a chance. You will get hurt…but his eyes. They’re so pretty…and his curls in that ponytail…damn. NO! Stop it! You will NOT-” “Are you okay?” Hangman interrupted her thoughts, worried look on his face.
“Uh, I actually can’t give you my number…my phone…it um, won’t let me add new contacts, follow people, anything like that. Which, look at the time! I gotta go get my run in! All those carbs this morning!” She rambled, getting up from the table, not without running into a chair.
“But, all you had was an orange and juice..?” Adam questioned, actually hurt that Kelani was suddenly acting strange. “Oh, well, it never hurts to run! Bye!” Kelani sprinted out of the hotel, hoping maybe she could run a block or two and back, and he would be gone.
Hangman watched and she ran, in slippers, stumbling halfway through. He frowned, he hoped he didn’t upset her too much. Hangman stood from the table they sat at, making his way to the elevator, he passed the table where Private Party sat, drinking their not so discreet vodka cranberries.
“Nice job HANGMAN PUSSYPANTS PAGE! You fumbled the bag with Kelani! Now you’re an even bigger L.” Isiah said, smacking his lips, drinking his drink with his pinky up.
Hangman rolled his eyes, going to the elevator, he stared at the front door, which was right across from it. Kelani was already back from her run, or sprint. He looked at her with confused, and sad eyes. She ran to try and catch the elevator, but it shut before she got the chance.
Hangman sighed, letting his back hit the elevator wall, “Fuck. She’s going to be the death of me.”
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You wanna taste?: A Jeff Parker x Trans ftm! Reader
Summary: After getting a call from his brother about making his in ring return, (Y/n) makes the decision to fly out and help his older brother with the two assholes Eddie had told him about on the phone. Little did (Y/n) know that the little feud was with not only people he knew personally but was FRIENDS with. Those two, besides Moxley, Eddie, and (Y/n)’s mom, were one of the only ones who knew what (Y/n) had been doing and knew about his transition. Hell, the two even visited (Y/n) after his top surgery. So what’ll happen when (Y/n) comes face to face with two of his closest friends in a street fight?
Warnings: Cursing, talk of top surgery and all things involved (blood, scaring, nipples and what can happen to them, ect.)
Pov: Yours
A/n: So, for top surgery I know that it’s an option if you want to keep your nipples or not because of how delicate they can be and how intensely you’d have to take care of them. In this, I wrote it so you decided not to keep your nipples simply for the fact it could be an absolutely hilarious bit down the line.
CHAPTER ONE
“Eddie? What the fuck do you want it is three in the morning.” I groaned into my phone as I checked the time on my alarm. Sitting up in my bed, I rubbed my face and yawned as I listened to the possible explanation my brother had for calling me at this ungodly hour. “(Y/n)…Hey wow you sound so different.” He chuckled, making me roll my eyes. “No shit I upped my T dose a bit. Listen, I just went through a pretty rough day of training can we talk in the morning?” I complained, annoyance clear in my tone. Even without seeing him, I knew Eddie was rolling his eyes. “Listen I just wanna know if you’re medically cleared yet.” He said, sighing at the end. “I know you’re training but I want to make sure you’re good.” Eddie added, comcern in his voice. Softly sighing, I couldn’t help but smile at his concern.
“Yeah Eddie I’m medically cleared. I’m all good to go. What’s up? Why’d you ask?” I asked, sighing as I realized I wasn’t going back to sleep so I started getting up, going to my kitchen to start working on some coffee. “Okay awesome!!! I was just asking because I want to bring you back.” Eddie cheered, finally telling me what the point of the call was. I stopped in my tracks at his words. I hadn’t been on AEW television since I started transitioning in late 2020. What would the crowd think? Would anyone remember me? Would anyone like me now? Shaking my head softly I laughed nervously. “Eddie I don’t know.” I mumbled, causing him to sigh. “Come on (Y/n/n)!!! We all miss you. Especially me and Moxie.” Eddie begged. Sitting down at my dining room table, I thought about it hard, staying silent for awhile. “Look, kid you don’t have to-” Eddie started, me cutting him off immediately. “Who, where, and when?” I asked with a smile.
*one week later: Queens, New York at AEW Dynamite*
Talking with Miss Sandra in mine and Eddie’s locker room, we put the final details on my gear. While I had been away, I had started to change things about my in ring character. Before I left, all I really was was Eddie’s little sister that acted just like him. Now, I actually have something that I made that I love. And the gear Miss Sandra helped me make was truly beyond what I was imagining. The gear look was inspired by the Killjoys from the comic ‘The true lives of the fabulous killjoys’. I had drawn something awhile back and now that I get to finally wear it, it feels unreal. The gear consisted of an all black leather jacket with the trans pride flag spray painted on the back with the signature danger days spider over that, a pair of white leather fingerless gloves, some normal bagged jeans I usually wrestle in, elbow and knee pads with similar designs to my jacket, a pair of black sunglasses, and black combat boots to wrestle in. While it may sound simple and boring, it still represented me and I loved it. Turning around to show Eddie and Moxley my gear, I couldn’t help the smile on my face.
“So what do you guys think?” I asked, smiling widely at the two. “It’s amazing! You look awesome.” Eddie said with a smile, turning to Miss Sandra. “You made him look amazing. Thank you darling.” He said softly with a smile. Miss Sandra smiled at Eddie before turning back to me. “Anytime! Now that you’re back, I’m going to have a lot of fun with you and your gear honey.” She said softly, giving me a soft kiss on my cheek before heading out. I couldn’t help the smile on my face, looking at my gear in the mirror. “So (Y/n). Quick little question…where are your nipples?” Mox spoke up after awhile, groaning as Eddie punched him. “What!?! It was a serious question!!!” He defended himself, making me roll my eyes. “Eddie it’s cool. When I got the surgery, I was given the option to keep them or not. If I did, they would have scabbed and I would have had to take care of them in a specific way and it was all too complicated for me to remember so I decided to get rid of them.” I explained, causing Mox to let out a soft ‘ooooh’. “Anyway, can you finally tell me who we’re fighting in the street fight?” I asked once again, making Eddie and Jon look at eachother with slight nervous looks.
“Nope. I’d rather you wait.” Eddie spoke up first, a little nervous. Rolling my eyes, I couldn’t help the chuckle that left my lips. “Fine! Whoever they are, I’m still gonna kick their asses.” I hummed. A knock on the door caused the three of us to turn. Tony Khan peeked his head in from the door, a smile on his face like always. “Hey guys, you’re up in about five! Come on. And (Y/n)? We got the song.” Tony said happily, me and Eddie smiling at eachother. “You two go! I’m gonna watch the match in here and I’ll meet you guys after.” Jon said with a smile, standing up and pulling me in for a tight hug. “Go kick some ass.” He softly said, making me smile and hug him just as tight.
Walking off to the gorilla, Eddie and Tony hid me as much as possible as we made our way over, trying to keep my return a surprise from everyone. By the time we made it, the other team had made their way out there. Eddie’s music started playing and the pop he got nearly made me cry. “See you out there!” He shouted at me, making his way out there. I stood and listened, breathing in and out to calm my nerves. The lights went out, a video package playing on the tron.
“Look alive, Sunshine! One-oh-nine in the sky, but the pigs won't quit, you're here with me, Dr. Death-Defying.” The video shot to me pulling my wrestling pants on. “I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter, pumpin' out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive.” The video ahot to me pulling on my wrestling boots. “A system failure for the masses, anti-matter for the master plan. Louder than God's revolver and twice as shiny.” A shot to me putting on my gloves. “This one's for all of you rock'n'rollers. All you crash queens and motor babies. Listen up!” A shot to me pulling on my new ring jacket. “The future is bulletproof, the aftermath is secondary. It's time to do it now and do it loud. Killjoys, make some noise!!!” The camera slowly panned up from my feet to my glasses covered eyes. The camera pulled out and showed a full body shot as I took off my sunglasses, a smirk on my face as I walked off.
Once the video package finished, the colorful rainbow lights for my entrance came on, and the ‘Na na na’s from my new theme started, I ran up the start to the entrance and ran out as fast and hyped up as possible. “And, Eddie’s partner for your New York street fight, his own brother: (Y/N) KINGSTON!!!!” Dasha shouted into the mic she had been holding. The smile on my face never left as I stood at the top of the ramp. The cheers that I heard was deafening. A loud laugh left my mouth as I walked down to the ring, a smirk on my lips as I made my way over to a little girl wearing my old merch. I gave her a smile and took my sunglasses off, placing them on her. The smile on her face as she squealed was the cutest thing ever. Smiling and ruffling her hair, I made my way over to Eddie. I hadn’t given the ring a look since I’ve been out there, only being able to look at the crowd. Eddie nudged me slightly, a smile on his face. Looking over at him, I smiled widely. Though he looked happy, I could tell he looked a little nervous. Raising my brow in confusion with a smile, I finally looked over at the ring. My eyes widened in shock as I stared at the two men in the ring, the two men staring back at me with the same expression.
16 - Kissing them to shut up with Brandon Cutler? (aka dragon daddy)
mayhaps the fluffiest of fluff?
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Shut up Brandon (Brandon Cutler fluff drabble)
Pairing: Brandon Cutler x Genderneutral! Reader
Prompt: 16 (Kissing them to shut up)
Warnings: None!!! Just cute fluff with Brandon!!!
Pov: First
Sitting in the elite locker room, I watched as Brandon paced around the room, ranting just loud enough for only us two to hear incase anyone was listening outside. “My name isn’t Landon or Butler! It’s Brandon Cutler. That’s my name. No one has the first name Landon, or the people I know don’t, and no one has the last name Butler. It’s so annoying why can’t they get my name right! It’s not even that hard it’s Brandon Cutler.” He ranted, going on and on. “Honey?” I tried softly to get his attention. “I mean come on Landon is such a stupid name! Who would honestly name their child Landon you’re setting that poor kid up to be made fun of!” Brandon continued, ignoring my attempt. “Brandon?” I tried again, slowly standing up. “And I mean come on! Butler? Who realistically has the last name Butler! No one! Not even characters in comic books!! It’s so stupid and dumb and god damn it it’s Cutler not Butler!” He once again continued on, just pacing and continuing to go on and on. I rolled my eyes in annoyance, marching to stand infront of him. “Hey! Brandon Cutler!” I shouted, cupping his cheeks and pulling him in for a kiss. I felt him tense under my hands, aoftening instantly and leaning into the kiss. His lips fot perfectly against mine as they always do. Pulling away, I chuckled as he tried to follow my lips. He smiled softly at me, reaching his own hands up to cup my cheeks. “Feel better?” I asked softly. He raised a brow and made a mock thinking face. “I don’t know I still feel like talking.” He joked with a wink. I ahook my head softly with a smile. “Shut up Brandon.” I hummed before pulling him in for another soft kiss.
You wanna taste?: A Jeff Parker x Trans FTM! Reader Series
Summary: When Eddie Kingston needs someone to tag with against 2point0, he calls the only person he can think of: his brother. (Y/N) had just been cleared after having top surgery so what better way to make your wrestling return then by fighting against your brother’s kind of attractive enemies? Read and follow the new found love.
A/n: Listen I know that summary was shit but give me a break this is my first story alright! I will be posting a new chapter every SUNDAY MORNING (haha get the joke because matt and jeff upload their show every sunday morning haha am i funny?). Also, I don’t want to hear anything abiut the reader being trans in this! There is such a lack of transgender!reader fanfic and being a trans man myself I thought it was about time! I hope you all enjoy!!!! This is just the prologue/starting post for the fic and again I hope you all enjoy!!! I will also be switching betwee povs! The story will go from your point of view to Jeff’s!!!
PROLOGUE
“FACE IT KINGSTON! You have NO ONE! Who are you gonna call huh!?!” Matt Lee screamed at a rather pissed off looking Eddie from the ring. Eddie thought for a moment. Mox had just come back and he didn’t want to rope the poor man BACK into his business, Santana and Ortiz were busy dealing with Jericho, Penta and Rey were dealing with their own things. For a second he thought of calling Homicide but he couldn’t do that. He didn’t wanna bother his old friend. Then, someone finally came to mind. A smirk spread across Eddie’s face as he stood at the top of the ramp, laughing maniacally. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LAUGHING AT KINGSTON?” Jeff Parker shouted into his own mic, face red with anger.
Eddie looked up at the pair, a wide smirk on his face and a wild look in his eyes. “Oh I have someone. And boys, next week, I hope you have ya will done.” He stated in a chillingly calm tone. Matt and Jeff looked at eachother, eyes going a little wide with fear. Who could he possibly have thought of? Homicide? Nick Gage? Jeff was the first to speak up. “Fine! You bring ‘em then! Mext week, New York street fight!!! You and this mystery person against me and Matt! And next week Eddie, YOU’RE GONNA GET A TATSE!!!” Keff shouted, throwing the mic down. Eddie couldn’t help his smirk from growing. “You boys are dead meat.” He chuckled softly, dropping his own mic before walking out.
Later that night, Eddie passed his hotel room. Was this really a good idea? Who knows if his brother was medically cleared yet. Thinking of how he had looked the last time Eddie went to see him, he looked rough. Tubes still sticking from his chest, scares not yet scares, and just over all looking like he got hit by a bus. But that had been almost a year ago so surely he was all healed up right? Sitting on his bed, looking at the contact, he sighed. ‘(Y/n/n)💙’ plus the number was staring back at him. “Fuck it.” Eddie grumbled, pressing the call button and putting it on speaker. It had been forever since he heard his brother’s voice, so when Eddie heard a deeper tired voice than what he last heard, he was a little shocked.
“Eddie? What the fuck do you want it is three in the morning.”
Starring - The OC’s, MJF, Ricky Starks, Kenny Omega, Hangman Page, The Dark Order, Matt Jackson and so much more.
Word Count - 5,627
Category - Fluff, angst and violence
Chapter 8/?
Summary - It’s a few days before Full Gear, and Sawyer and Veronica’s match. Will things be a breeze, or will there be blood in the water?
Warnings - VIOLENCE, LOTS OF IT. And drinking and manipulation
Other Author’s Notes - Follow @adriii-omega!!!
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Sawyer lay in her bed, curled up in the blankets, some shitty Netflix reality tv on her laptop. There were tissues all around her, and a tear stained pillow right under her. It had been like this ever since her “breakup” with Chuck, she hated it, she wasn’t even like this when her and Wardlow broke up the first time.
“Why couldn’t me and Chuck end up like those two! It’s not fair.” She started to tear up again when she heard banging on her door. She sat up, confused, she wasn’t expecting anyone, in fact she told everyone to leave her alone until she died. She got up to look through the peephole, to see it covered. She sighed, “Who the hell is it and why are you knocking on my door?”
“It’s Maxwell, honey. Open up.”
Sawyer audibly groaned, annoyed that he even spoke, before opening the door. Max almost jumped, looking at her. He gave her a look before pushing past. “Excuse you,” She whined, “You can’t just walk into someone’s room uninvited.”
Max looked around the room before turning back towards Sawyer, who had closed the door and now looked at him, confused. “You look like you’re having a good time.” He sarcastically commented, raising an eyebrow, plopping onto the end of the couch.
Sawyer shuffled her feet and sat next to him, as he examined her and the room, while she stared into space. “Messy room, reality tv,” He paused, “basketball shorts and a shirt that is 3 sizes too big so it definitely doesn’t belong to you. Did you and Wardlow break up?”
Sawyer looked down at her shirt, and began to sob. “T-this is the shirt he gave to me after he spilt his apple juice on me.” she snuffled. “But Wardlow hates apple juice, he’s an orange juice type of guy…that nasty man.” Max shook his head, having Sawyer kick him with her foot.
Hearing the word breakup caused Sawyer to start crying, get up and to plop on her bed, “No you idiot! Your friend forced me to stop being friends with Chuck! And it’s not fair! I miss him! And even after I did it, Michael hasn’t talked to me in four days for ‘punishment’ for being sad about it!”
Max looked at Sawyer, scared, before she continued, “And people won’t leave me alone and it’s so annoying! Can’t I just deal with the fact that I had to stop communicating with the dude I’m in love with?” Sawyer gasped, snapping up and covering her mouth.
Max's mouth hung a bit, his eyes wide. “I did not…I mean-”
“I knew it.”
She instantly shut her mouth, a perplexed look taking over, “You knew what?” Max lightly chuckled before sitting on the opposite side of the bed. “That you’re in love with Chank.”
“His name is Chuck.”
“And, I don’t give a shit. All that matters is that man made you light up in a way Michael never could.” He paused, before taking a deep breath.“The problem with Wardlow is, he can only give so much in a relationship…but with Chuck, the guy’s not even dating you, and he’s willing to give you the whole world, Sawyer. Please tell me you’ve seen the way he looks at you when you’re doing absolutely nothing, or the way he crouches over his phone because he’s grinning like an idiot from just texting you. If that man walked through that door right now, and you looked like this, he would still think you were the finest girl he’s ever laid his beady little eyes on.”
Sawyer wiped her eyes, and sat up. “You’re not funny.” She tried her best to keep her smiling from growing, “Shut up. You know I’m knee slapping hilarious.” She finally let her laugh out, not being able to hide it. “There’s that smile I love.” he sent her a toothy grin before leaning over, and placing his arm around her shoulders, “Everything’s going to be just fine,” he placed a kiss on the top of her head before getting up, “NOW clean this room up, what are you? 7?”
“Alright, mom.” Sawyer shot back, rolling her eyes. “Y’know…I’d prefer if you called me Daddy-”
“GOODBYE MAX.” She shot up, hurryingly shoving him out the door. “Come on Sawyer, you should have known that was coming.” He laughed, as he reached the doorway. “I still hate you by the way.” He lightly punched her shoulder. “Yea, I hate you more though.” She smiled before raising her middle finger, making him act offended. “As if, I came all this way just to get DISRESPECTED. The audacity of some people.”
“We’re in the same hotel.”
“YOU take my kindness for GRANTED!” he shouted as he made his way down the hall. Sawyer shut the door leaning on it for support, as she laughed to herself. “I can’t believe him sometimes.” A vibration from her phone caught her attention, as she finally went to pick it up from where she threw it on the floor a couple days ago. She opened it, letting a chuckle escape as it was a picture of Max with his middle finger raised. Another text came through. “Even my middle finger is better than you. Love you I guess.”
Daily’s Place
Hangman hasn’t had a peaceful sleep in days. His eye bags were more noticeable than usual, and even though his match with Kenny was coming up in a few short days, it wasn’t even his number one priority anymore. He made his way to a familiar locker room, quickly knocking and stepping back as if the door was on fire. “I got it!” a muffled voice yelled from the other side. A small smile escaped, as he could tell who that voice belonged to. to., “Yeah? Oh… it’s you.” Veronica said with a frown, “I don’t really think right now is a good time, Page.” She stared at the ground trying to avoid his green eyes burning holes through her. “No, I really need to talk to you. I know I messed up and-”
“Hey, who was it V?” Matt Jackson popped his head out, opening the door more to reveal Hangman standing in the hallway. “Oh for the love of god, what are you doing here,” he threw his hands in the air, “YOU’RE NOT WITH US ANYMORE.” He shouted, causing Veronica to jump. Hangman shot a look at both of them, biting the inside of his lip, “With all due respect Matt… I wasn’t here to bother you, I never was, but you always seem to be where she is…so if I have to put up with you to talk to her, so be it. Veronica, come on.” He grabbed ahold of her wrist, before Matt put his hands up and shoved him, “Don’t touch her.” he warned, as he got closer. “Go back to the bar man, you’re embarrassing yourself again.” Matt said with his jaw clenched not breaking his stare.
“You don’t control her…if she wanted me gone, Veronica would tell me herself,” he chuckled, noticing his stance. “You’ve changed.” He blurted. Matt opened his mouth to protest, then was cut off by an annoyed voice. “Are you kidding me?” Veronica squeaked.
“MATT has changed? You’re out at three in the morning getting absolutely WASTED every night, and he’s the one who’s changed? You cost Matt and Nick a championship opportunity, because you know you couldn’t defeat them again. You selfishly thought about yourself to save YOUR title.”
“Veronica, what are you talking about? We-” he spoke up.
“There is no WE Hangman!” She frustratedly pointed between them. “I sat in that bar, and talked to you because for a little bit I actually felt SORRY for you.”
He went quiet for a couple seconds before speaking up again, “So then why the hell did you keep coming back?” His voice rasped within each word, “To make sure for your match at Full Gear, Kenny Omega would be able to pin you in the middle of that ring clean, and you couldn’t make any excuses this time…seems it didn’t work, because the only way you would man up and talk to me is if you had a bottle of whiskey in your system.”
“You’re wrong,” he choked out, “But fine. I won’t talk to you ever again.” He tipped his imagery cowboy hat at her, before turning down the hall with a sober mind but now even a drunker heart.
Hangman couldn’t get the image of Veronica out of his mind, the real Veronica was out of her eyes, she wasn’t herself anymore. Because of them.
He drank the next glass of whiskey in one gulp, before putting it down for another. All sounds surrounding him were just white noise, not even processing that people were speaking to him. “Adam!” He finally snapped out of it, jumping and looking around him, the Dark Order surrounded him, concerned. Adam looked at all of them with sad eyes, “Hey guys. Good to see you.” He turned back to his whiskey glass, taking small sips this time, Veronica now made him too embarrassed to drink.
Stu stepped forward, “You alright, bud? We were going to go out for lunch before Dynamite but we saw you here.” Hangman waved them off, “No, I’m not fine, but go to lunch, I’ll be okay.”
Alan shoved himself in front of everyone, “What happened, Adam?”
Adam took another sip from the glass, before starting to ramble, “I don’t know what I did to her guys. We were fine and now she thinks I'm a drunk who doesn’t have a right to be upset.” The Dark Order all looked at him with worried eyes, “Who?” Uno asked, putting his hand on Adam’s shoulder.
“Veronica! We were doing fine, we were…I don’t even know what we were, she’s with Kenny but she says she wants to be with me…but she doesn’t, she’s confusing! And now she’s changed!”
“Changed?”
“She’s completely under their control! She treats me like I’m garbage, she’s “too good” to drink, and she treats her friends like shit!” Adam ranted, causing other bar patrons to look over. “Who are her friends?” Anna asked, knowing the answer, but not wanting to believe it.
“Sawyer and Nova! They were doing fine when they got here, now Veronica thinks she’s above them. I mean, she says Nova is ‘always in her business’ when she clearly wants to fix things. And don’t get me started on how she treats Sawyer! Veronica let’s Kenny walk all over her! And then proceeds to call her overdramatic! I can’t even say it to her face cause then I’m automatically the bad guy, like Nova or Sawyer,” Hangman finished his drink, slamming the glass down and paying the bartender, “I’m gonna go and try and forget this morning happened. I’ll see you guys later.”
The group watched as Hangman walked away, they all looked at each other, but most of the attention was on Anna and Alan, who were fuming.
“How can she treat him like that! After all he’s been through!” Alan scowled.
“Sawyer and Nova too! They’ve been best friends for years and suddenly she’s above them?” Anna ranted, the two nodded at each other, both thinking the same thing and walked towards the door. “Woah woah, where are you two going?” Preston asked, quickly stepping in front of them.
“We’re not gonna let her hurt our friends anymore! It has to stop!” Alan said, looking towards everyone else to back him up. “Look, we know, we’re all upset,” Stu spoke, “But you both are way too mad. Things could go wrong instead of the way we want them to.”
John Silver stepped up, “Then I think that’s the job for me and Alex.” Alex smirked, giving John a high five. “No way.” Anna said, having some sense of logic.
Uno put his hand up to stop Anna from objecting, “Look, it wouldn’t hurt for them to try. Alex, John…don’t do anything stupid.” John and Alex had a small celebration before walking out the door, everyone knowing this was a huge mistake.
Ricky paced around his locker room, throwing things around randomly. “This is so,” He throws a bag, “Fucking stupid!”
Nova, hearing the commotion, walked into the locker room, where Ricky and Brian Cage were. She almost got hit by a flying water bottle, which was thrown by Ricky. “What the hell, babe?” Nova squawked, throwing it back at him. He flinched, before apologizing over and over, sitting on the bench to calm down, now that Nova was there.
“What’s going on here? This room’s a mess!” Nova yelled, starting looking around. Brian leaned down to whisper in her ear, “He just found out about Darby and Cody at Full Gear.”
Nova snapped her head up, “Wait WHAT? The producers told you months ago it would be you and Cody?” Brian sighed, “So neither of you knew about this?”
They both shook their heads at him. “That title shot should’ve been yours! We aren’t gonna just let this happen!” She yelled, thinking.
She felt a lightbulb turn on above her head, “Here’s what we’ll do. If Darby wins that title, you guys go out and attack him and Cody. Slam Darby through some tables, and use his ‘special entrance’ he planned against him. We’ll show him that Team Taz aren’t people to just mess around with.”
Ricky and Cage thought about it, before agreeing to that plan. “Babe, you’re a genius. We just gotta keep watch for that meathead Hobbs and we’ll be fine.”
Nova blushed as Ricky walked over, hugging her. “Taz has GOT to let you into the team after saturday, no way he won’t.” Brian said, patting Nova on the shoulder. “Let’s hope,” Nova said, “Cause I’m helping you take down Darby.”
“Okay, John we’re here for ONE thing, and one thing only.” Alex Reynolds tried to explain. “Veronica needs to be put in her place for not hurting not only Sawyer and Nova, but now Hangman. She’s been acting funny lately…and she needs to know that.” he said. “No funny business, and nothing to make her too upset. Understand?”
“Yeah, I got it… here she is! FREEZE HOE!” He shouted, making all the makeup artists stop what they were doing. Veronica turned in her chair, perplexed. “JOHN?!” Reynolds slapped his friend on the back of the next, “You can’t call her that!” he ran his hands through his hair, as Silver rolled his eyes. “Well she is!”
“I’m sorry? Can I help you?” She asked, her arms crossed. “I’m sorry for him…he’s just a little upset.” Alex tried to reason. “YOU HURT OUR FRIENDS YOU BLOOD SUCKING INSECT!” John lunged at her, before Reynolds grabbed him by the back of his shirt. “What he’s trying to say is…what you did to Hangman-” “AND SAWYER AND NOVA!” John interrupted.
“What you did to Sawyer, Nova, and Hangman…was wrong. In more ways than one. This isn’t the Veronica who was once more than excited to just sit in the crowd for a couple match tappings…this is a downgrade. We just want you back.”
Veronica uncrossed her arms, shooting a brow to the two men. “A downgrade? I’m still the same person who I was when I first arrived here…I just finally opened my eyes, and realized my worth. Maybe if you two did the same, you’d be used to something other than comedy skits on other people’s youtube channels.” She walked over to one of the mirrors, fluffing her hair a bit, “Plus, Hangman has a match to worry about, and as “friends’' of his you should be helping him prepare.”
Silver and Reynolds walk to where she was staring at their own reflection. “How can you look at yourself knowing Kenny Omega is playing you like a puppet?” Silver asked with disgust, making Veronica turn around. “Listen here meat man, I don’t need this okay. I’m about to go on NATIONAL TV to promote my match that’s going to main event an enormous pay per view. You’re lucky Orange Cassidy has enough star power, or you wouldn’t even be on the card.” Silver and Reynolds gasped. “You heartless bitch,” Reynolds mumbled.
“YOU TAKE THAT BACK!” John pointed his finger. “Truth hurts boys, wake up or you’ll drown with Hangman AND Sawyer.” She shrugged before beginning to walk out the door. “That didn’t go as expected…” John began.
“Sawyer’s going to kick your ass at Full Gear!” Alex shouted, making Veronica stop in her tracks. “She can try, but I doubt it.”
“No she will. On my unborn child, Sawyer is coming for blood.”
“She is?” John Silver and Veronica asked at the same time. Alex turnt his head towards Silver and clenched his teeth. “YES. YES. SHE. IS.” John widened eyes, realizing what his friend was trying to imply, “OH. RIGHT. Yeah, Sawyer’s gonna make you wish you’d never cheated to get to the finals-”
“I DIDN’T CHEAT,” She cut him off, “But how are you so sure about this…did she say anything?”
Alex began to shake his head trying his best to throw Veronica off her game. “Oh yea, all the time she talks about renting a couple buses just to run you over with them.” Silver began to blab, “You should have heard her when she found out you actually made it in the finals…” he slowly leaned in, “Kind of got me tight in the crotch area.”
“That’s disgusting.” She backed up a few inches.
“Hey, it’s Sawyer.” Alex raised his hands in defense, going along with Silver’s plan. “She was all,” he cleared his throat, and tried his best girl impression, “She’s gonna wish Nyla actually broke her arm… I’ve carried her throughout the independent scene her whole career… She’ll never live up to the legacy she wanted to create.”
“She actually said that?” Veronica let her guard down, as her eyes softened. “Every word.” Silver lied. She sucked on her bottom lip, nodding her head slowly. “You know what…I’m actually glad you guys told me this. Everyone needs a Silver, and Reynolds in their life.” She plastered a fake smile, before pulling them both in for a hug. “Enjoy the rest of the show.” She waved, before making her way to the curtain.
“We just did something bad…didn’t we?” Silver asked Reynolds with concern in his voice.
“Yea, we just fucked up.”
Sawyer quickly put in Leva Bates for the Canadian Destroyer, getting the victory. She let the ref raise her hand before lending Leva a hand to get up. They shook hands while Leva exited the ring, leaving Sawyer, talking to the camera.
Her small victory was interrupted by Veronica’s theme song, she strutted out with a mic, evil smile on her face. Sawyer faced away from the camera, just to give Veronica a quick smile, ready for this planned face-off.
Veronica’s smile quickly went away as she stepped in the ring. “Well, congratulations on that win Sawyer. Unfortunately, come Full Gear, it won’t be that easy.”
Sawyer smiled, grabbing a mic for herself, “I’m sure it won’t, Veronica. I’ll be facing the best of the best. It’s some tough competition. I’m looking forward to it.” Veronica let out an evil chuckle, “Well, this “best of the best” is going to kick your ass, Sawyer. I don’t care how many matches you’ve won. I am not scared of your Canadian Destroyer.”
“And you think I’m gonna let your two feet on the ropes stop me from winning? You got another thing coming for you.” Sawyer said, still smirking.
“Kinda like how you think Best Friends are gonna be there to save you again? You and your pathetic little friends aren’t stopping me from becoming the next number one contender.” Veronica snapped, getting in Sawyer’s face.
Sawyer’s confidence suddenly left her, the Best Friends comment wasn’t planned when they discussed this last night. Veronica knew a comment about Chuck would throw Sawyer off, and Sawyer was gonna fight fire with fire.
“Unlike you, I don’t need any man to fight my battles for me. Sorry that you’ll need your boyfriend, Kenny Omega, to come out and save your ass.” Sawyer stared into Veronica’s eyes, before smiling as the crowd hyped up Sawyer.
Veronica didn’t even say anything else, like was planned, she just nodded, backing up a bit. Sawyer thought she was leaving the ring, the whole plan of the ref breaking up their petty bickering now out the window. Instead Veronica threw her arm back, delivering a cracking slap that echoed through the whole arena.
Sawyer was slapped so hard that she stumbled, she looked back at Veronica, who had no sign of remorse in her eyes. Sawyer saw red, her chest clearly heaving up and down from anger, before she ran towards Veronica, cutting her in half with a spear.
“Oh come these two girls were best friends one time, are they really going to let a championship get in between them-”
“Yes they are Schiavone! This is a wrestling company, not a romantic movie! I hope they destroy each other before Full Gear even gets here!” Taz evilly commentated, though he wasn’t fully sure what was happening.
More referees had started to pour out of the entrance tunnels, trying to grab Sawyer from where she was trying to claw Veronica’s eyes out. “Get her off of me!” Veronica did her best to kick her legs, not succeeding until Bryce and Aubrey had a strong grip on Sawyer.
“What the hell was that Veronica?” Sawyer shrieked from across the ring. Veronica fixed her clothes before pulling the refs by their shirts onto the mat, and delivering yet another slap, this time not putting a lot of distance between them, as she repeatedly began to punch her in the back.
“Urm— I think we need some help out here, folks. These two are fighting like scolded dogs.” Jim Ross looked at the backstage crew, signaling for more assistance.
A strong pair of arms wrapped around Veronica’s waist, and lunged her across the ring. She quickly dusted herself off to be met with an angry Wardlow. “Veronica, calm the fuck down.”
“No! SHE-” Veronica was met with a collision, as Sawyer pushed Wardlow to the ropes, and shoved Veronica back into the turnbuckle making her gasp. Sawyer’s knuckles connected with Veronica’s ribs making her hurdle over. The women’s locker room began to pour out, with Shida leading she put herself between the two playing peacemaker. “Save it for Sunday!” She tried to reason with Sawyer, as she placed her hands on her shoulders. Veronica’s blood boiled, as she saw the championship she wanted so badly, and the person who wanted to keep her from it being so close together.
A flipped switch in Veronica’s head, as she turnt Shida harshly to make her look at her. “Stay out of my business!” She yelled. “She’s just trying to help your crazy ass!” Britt yelled as she grabbed her friend’s arm trying to drag Veronica out of the ring, failing as she kicked her in the shin, and headed for Shida, but accidentally knocking her into Sawyer. Anna Jay did her best to check on Sawyer, but was met with a hard hit to the back. “Move!” Veronica screamed, as she tried to grab Sawyer by her hair, but she reversed it and started punching her anywhere she could.
A loud commotion was made, as the rest of the locker room was sent to the ring. John Silver and Alex Reynolds slowly follow behind, trying their best to act like this wasn’t their fault. Ricky Starks, and Nova pulled Sawyer by the shoulders snapping her up.
“You need to chill out.” Nova furiously stated, Ricky nodding in agreement. “She slapped me-”
“AND I’LL DO IT AGAIN!” Veronica yelled from the other corner where Eddie Kingston and Scorpio Sky held her back. “I DARE YOU TO TRY AGAIN, I’M DONE WITH THIS BULLSHIT!” Sawyer screamed back. “I’m ending you.” Veronica cracked her finger, and silently apologized to the two men holding her, before delivering a left and right hook to both of them making their grip loosen and let her slip free.
She shot out dropkicking RIcky and Nova out the way, and marching towards Sawyer. They both began to repeatedly punch each other before Sawyer got a good uppercut in making Veronica stumble. “That’s enough!” Brandon Cutler snapped, as he began to tug at Veronica’s heels. “We’re going back. NOW.”
It must have been a big deal, if The Elite sent Cutler. “Fine.” She put her hands up in defense, rolling out the ring. Cash Wheeler held her by the wrist behind her back, as Cutler began to tell her some stuff about how she was going to be in big trouble, when she got to the back… but it all went through one ear, and out the other as she never dropped her eye contact with Sawyer, who was fighting back a man three times her size, Lance Archer. “Just let me at her one more time!” she pleaded. “Sawyer. You’ve done enough. She’s being escorted out the building. It’s over.”
She looked around the ring, seeing everyone with fear in their eyes…except a man in the corner who tried his best to avoid eye contact. Sawyer stared long enough causing him to look up. “Please.” She mouthed while looking at him, he shook his head fast. Making her pout her lip out. “Fine.” Chuck Taylor mouthed as he pulled Orange to whisper something into his ear. Orange looked over at Sawyer, slightly nodding trying to time everything just right. Lance took a big sigh, before finally moving out of her way and making almost a clear path… with just a few dark guys…and Marko Stunt in her way, she could do this.
She backed up in the farthest turnbuckle before running with all her might and jumping right into Chuck and Orange’s arm where they flipped her into Veronica and many other wrestlers who all tumbled down. “What the hell is wrong with you, you psycho!” Veronica screamed as she did her best to get back up, clenching her side. Chuck and Trent soon pushed her back, “Get out of here.” Orange Cassidy waved. “Buh-Bye!” Chuck exaggeratedly flicked his middle finger off making Sawyer laugh. Veronica rolled her eyes, before feeling Jungle Boy grab her by her shoulder, and Luchasaurus lightly shoving her.
“Thanks for the backup.” Sawyer awkwardly said, as Chuck gave her a tight lip smile and Orange nodded his head, “You’ll beat her Sunday, I know you will.” Taylor lazily said, as he slapped her shoulder. “See you around.” He hung his head, and made his way back to Orange following behind him.
Veronica was dragged backstage first, The Acclaimed had a hold on her arms, while Britt, Jurassic Express and Penelope Ford followed behind, making sure she didn’t run back out there.
Soon after, Sawyer entered the backstage area, Lance Archer’s arms wrapped around her body, carrying her, so she couldn’t escape, the Dark Order, Nova and Sonny Kiss walking ahead to make sure Veronica wasn’t around. “How the hell did you jump over 5 people and the ropes?” Lance asked before setting her down. “I did the long jump in school,” Sawyer looked around frantically, “Where is she? I’m gonna fucking kill her!”
Wardlow finally made his way through the crowd, “Are you okay? Were you hurt?” “I’m fine, I’m just…” Sawyer slowly stopped talking when she made eye contact with Nova, who didn’t look too happy. She spoke up to try and speak with her, but it was all interrupted by a booming voice.
“Veronica! Sawyer! EVP office! NOW!” The crowd slowly split into two, as Veronica and Sawyer looked at the red and angry face of Kenny Omega. He wasted no time walking to the office, and they slowly followed behind.
As they walked through the crowd, all they could see was the disappointed, furious, sympathetic and concerned faces of people like Private Party, Eddie Kingston, Tay Conti and so much more. Sawyer’s heart dropped when she made eye contact with Chuck, he tried to say something but she walked past him quickly. It felt like the class was watching them as they were going to the principal’s office, they hated it.
Once they reached the EVP’s office, Kenny Omega shut the door behind him, and started tearing into them.
“That was SO unprofessional! It was not approved this morning when you came to us. Veronica, I love you, but you slapping Sawyer was NOT needed. I had to convince Tony to not get you fired.” Veronica shrunk, suddenly embarrassed.
“And Sawyer, I don’t care how you feel about me, but keep your anger issues away from my girlfriend! You almost injured her AND other superstars brawling!” Kenny scolded which made Sawyer feel bad.
“Look, Kenny, I’m sorry. Personal issues aside, I love working with you and everyone here and I shouldn’t have-” Kenny put a hand up, stopping Sawyer.
“Save it. Your match at Full Gear is now changed, to a death match,” He turned to face his girlfriend, “One of Veronica’s specialties.” He smirked, pulling Veronica in by the waist.
Veronica looked at Kenny, surprised, before looking at Sawyer with an evil grin, “Well, Sawyer, you better get ready then, you know yourself I don’t play nice in these matches.”
This was music to Veronica’s ears, her and Sawyer have had a death match before, and it didn’t end well for Sawyer. “And you and I both know, I’ve carried more championships.”
Sawyer shook her head out of her thoughts, “Kenny, that isn’t necessary. And, you chose a match that’s specifically Veronica’s specialty! Was it on purpose?”
Kenny got in Sawyer’s face, “This match is the reason you still have a job Sawyer. Stop acting like a fucking brat who doesn’t get her way and get the hell out of my office.” Sawyer shrunk, she eyed Veronica, hoping maybe she would step in, but just smirked as her boyfriend now made Sawyer feel small.
Sawyer just nodded and walked out, leaving the door open.
“Wow babe. You sure told her.”
“You too, Veronica. I can barely look at you right now.” Kenny said, not even giving her a glance as he started to pack up his things for the night.
Veronica stood stunned, before leaving the office herself, and couldn’t help but blame Sawyer as well as Silver and Reynolds for Kenny being angry at her.
Sawyer and Veronica walked away from the EVP office, planning to go their separate ways for the night, not even wanting to look at each other; but they were stopped in their tracks by Nova, furious.
Nova stood in front of them with her arms crossed, fuming. “You okay Nova?” Veronica asked, with a bit of sarcasm. Nova grabbed both of the girls by their arms, not letting go until they reached the Ricky Starks’ locker room. Taz looked at Nova with a surprised yet angry expression, “Woah woah woah! Don’t bring those two psychos in here! This is for Team Taz onl-”
“Taz, this is MY MAN’S locker room, I can be here all I want, and with all due respect. Get. Out.” Taz flinched back, motioning Brian Cage and Ricky to follow.
Ricky whispered “Good luck.” to his friend, Sawyer, before shutting the door behind him.
Nova turned towards Sawyer and Veronica, wild expression in her eyes, “What the fuck was that! I thought you guys were all good but you can’t even let your differences go in the ring?!” Veronica scoffed, “Nova, this doesn’t concern you alright? Me and Sawyer will work this ou-”
“The hell it does! I just had to stop a BRAWL between you two, hell, the whole damn locker room did! Now tell me what the hell is going on between you too before I lose it even more!” Nova snapped, ready to go insane.
Veronica sighed, “Nova, nothing is going on. Sawyer is just all in her head, thinking I’m against her but I’m not. That whole thing was planned and she took it too far.”
Sawyer almost broke her neck looking towards Veronica, “What? The slap was never supposed to happen! We planned this last night and this never came up! And all in my head? If anything it’s you! And Kenny who thinks that I’m-”
Veronica chuckled, “See here we go again. ‘Kenny doesn’t like me.’ ‘Aw it’s all Kenny’s fault.’ ‘Oh poor Sawyer.’ When will you face the facts? Kenny is just trying to be a good boyfriend yet you can’t handle that!” Sawyer stood there silently. “Sawyer isn’t worried about Kenny, Veronica,” Nova said, “And, Sawyer, Veronica isn’t out to get you. Will you both just get over yourselves? You’re making this so hard on everyone who cares about you.”
Sawyer glared at Veronica while V’s face softened. “So, are y’all good?” Nova asked, looking between them. ”Yeah,” Veronica nodded, smiling, “I wanna be good.” She held her hand up, waiting for Sawyer to shake it.
Sawyer could see the manipulation behind Veronica’s eyes, and she wasn’t going to fall for it. She grabbed Veronica’s hand, but instead of shaking it, pulled her forward so they were almost face to face.
“No. We’re not good. You can try all you want, but I won’t fall for your victim bullshit. I’ll see your sorry ass at Full Gear.” Sawyer snarled, Veronica pulled her hand away, Nova watched in horror.
Any sign of Sawyer before was gone from her eyes, just red and hatred as she walked out the door, slamming it, ready for this death match.
Starring - The OC’s, Hangman Page, Kenny Omega, Wardlow, Ricky Starks, Matt Jackson, Nick Jackson, Chuck Taylor (and many small appearance)
Word Count - 5,507
Category - Fluff, angst, implied smut
Chapter 7/?
Summary - It’s the semi-finals for the AEW Women’s Championship tournament, but with many distractions for both Sawyer AND Veronica things get hectic.
Warnings - implied smut, fighting, drinking and lmk what I missed
Other Author’s Notes - FOLLOW @adriii-omega and enjoy this chapter !
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Hangman Adam Page woke up to a room that wasn’t his, on a couch that was way too small for him. He blinked back the sleepiness, and began to look around for anything that could tell him where he was. Veronica. She took a huge sip of her water bottle, before putting it back down on the counter and going to her room. A small frown appeared on his face, before she came back out- carrying a blanket. Adam panicked wondering if he should pretend to be sleepy, or not - but it was too late. “Oh hey, Adam.” she gave him a tight lip smile. His mouth got to function before his mind did, “Up Veronica what?” She backtracked, as she gave him a perked up eyebrow. Hangman mentally kicked himself over and over, “I meant- what’s up Veronica?” She mouthed an “O” before taking a seat right next to him. “You passed out during the movie, so unfortunately you got stuck with me.”
“That’s not such a bad thing.” he whispered, as he looked over at the clock. 7 P.M. “Was I drinking again? My memory is kind of a blur right now.” His headache grew a bit trying to remember the details. “You’re always drinking Page.”
“But how did I end up passed out here, and not at the bar?”
“I brought you here.” she shrugged like it was no big deal. “Did we drink together?” She slowly nodded, “And we came straight back here? To YOUR place?” his eyes widened before she set her hand on his shoulders. “I know what you’re thinking. We. Did. Not. Sleep. Together.” She reassured, “You did kiss me though.”
“ I DID WHAT? his voice raised up a few octaves, pushing her hands away, and putting as much space between them as possible. “YOU have a boyfriend. I have a… that doesn’t matter. I shouldn’t be here.”
“Adam wait-“
But he shut the door, head pounding, and hands sweating but he didn't stop until he was in the streets of Jacksonville. Was he mad at himself for kissing her? Absolutely not, it just killed him that he was too drunk to remember any of it.
Dynamite
The situation with Hangman had been on Veronica’s mind for the past couple of days, but her main task right now was to make sure Kenny didn't find her. She tried to keep her head down, but also peaked her head around to make sure he wasn’t near.
She glanced up for a second and looked towards the left, making eye contact with Hangman. Veronica waved, giving him a smile. But he broke eye contact, walking away quickly. Veronica sighed, shaking her head and sighing before looking to the right, and felt fear throughout her whole body.
“Have you seen Veronica? YOU! Where’s my girlfriend?” Kenny asked everyone around him, she almost couldn’t move. She looked around the area she was in, before her eyes locked on a door. She ran towards it, ran in and shut the door behind her. “What the fuck,” Sawyer quickly put on a towel to cover herself before groaning, “Veronica! The door was closed for a reason. Don’t you knock?”
“It was either this, Shawn Spears’ locker room or Kenny screaming at me.” Veronica said, trying to catch her breath.
“What? Why would he be screaming at you?”
Veronica shifted her eyes around the room nervously, almost not wanting to tell Sawyer. “Veronica!” Sawyer snapped, pulling on her ring gear. Veronica sighed to herself, “I kissed Hangman.”
Sawyer snapped her head up from her boot, wide-eyed at her friend, “How does he know?”
“Well, that group picture from last week? Nova snapped it when Hangman and I were kissing…and she posted it,” Veronica confessed, hoping maybe her friend would help her out.
Sawyer groaned and dragged her hand down her face, “I can’t help you. I’m sorry.”
“What? Sawyer please! I ca-”
“Veronica. You put this on yourself. You know you have a boyfriend. You can’t hide in my locker room and ask me for help when your boyfriend is angry and already doesn’t like me.” Sawyer explained, grabbing her ring jacket and walking towards the door.
Veronica started to get irritated, “Sawyer why are you acting like a bitch right now? You should understand the situation I’m in. I mean, you and Chuck practically eye fuck each other every time you’re together and you’re with Wardlow.”
Sawyer just shook her head, “I only love Wardlow. If he told me to drop Chuck, I would instantly. Sorry that you and your toxic relationship is finally biting you in the ass.” She walked out the door, slamming it behind her.
Veronica groaned to herself, pacing around Sawyer’s locker room. She couldn’t believe this was happening again. She went to check her phone, to see even more messages from Kenny, along with the hundreds he sent her this past week.
Where are you??
Veronica answer your phone right now.
Why are you ignoring me?
Hangman? Really? I told you to stop talking to him!
WHERE ARE YOU?
YOU BETTER NOT BE WITH ADAM
Penelope Ford vs Sawyer Holden - Semi Finals
It was a last minute change, both of them
semi final matches would be included on DYNAMITE, instead of being taped for Dark. This was a huge deal. Sawyer took a deep breath as she stood next to Tony Khan. “Show starts in five” a crew member shouted. Everyone ran chaotic, yelling orders at each other. “You got this Sawyer. You and Penelope are going to tear the house down.” Tony sent a smile to Sawyer, as her nerves finally lifted off of her.
“This is going to be a good one here, folks.” Jim Ross commentated as the two stood across each other. “Sawyer Holden never seems to disappoint in these big match situations—“
“ANY match, she treats if it’s the most important one.” Tony Schiavone corrected. “Along with Penelope, and the two other women wrestling tonight, she will do anything to win that championship.”
It only took five minutes. Five minutes to chain wrestle with each other, before Sawyer and Penelope were exchanging hard punches to each other. At first, Sawyer had thought it was an accident, until she gave her a smirk and hit her equally as hard again. “Hit me!” she screamed. Sawyer rounded all the power she could to manage a left hook, but she scooped out at the last moment shoving her in the corner. She delivered a kick to Sawyer’s chest, and was going to attempt her back handspring elbow. Before she got the chance, Sawyer pulled her back in by her waist, and threw her over the top rope on the floor with a thud. The crowd gasped; only to notice she was okay, and regain their focus on the match inside. Sawyer began to climb the top turnbuckle ready for a dive, until something or someone had a grasp on her foot.
Miro.
“What the hell is he doing out here?” Excalibur questioned.
Sawyer did her best to get out of his grip, and when she finally kicked him in the jaw it was too late — Penelope had gotten up and pushed Sawyer off the turnbuckle landing on the apron. She pulled herself up ready to punch Miro’s lights out, until Penelope came flying from the same turnbuckle succeeding in a hurricanrana. Sawyer felt pain shoot up from her spine, and held her back in agony. Kip and Miro had started to cheer right next to her, as Penelope stood in the ring allowing the ref to start counting.
By the count of 6, Sawyer was slowly but surely getting up. Before the count was up, she slid in the ring only for Kip and Miro, once again, to jump on the apron and attempt to interfere. “Hey Aubrey over here!” Kip called, as Miro pranced around. Sawyer had delivered a perfect superkick, and had Ford pinned…
But Aubrey Edwards had her attention on the two men which caused the crowd to groan in frustration.”That was three! That was three!”
Before Miro and Kip were able to cause any more damage, two people rushed out causing everyone to get loud. Sawyer was too busy picking up Penelope for her finishing move when she heard a crash. Chuck Taylor had taken Kip out by throwing him in the barricade, while Orange chased Miro to the back. He gave her a thumbs up as she grinned. She instead lifted Penelope and delivered the Awful Waffle. His move.
1…
2…
3!
“Here is your winner: Sawyer Holden!”
Orange walked from the back, while Chuck just got in to lift Sawyer on his shoulders. “You did it! You did it!” He exclaimed. Orange just stood there, giving her a pat on the head. “Good job… or whatever.” he mumbled. “Oh we got to do it.” Chuck gave Orange a look, indicating he knew what he meant. Orange shrugged and made his way to one corner, and Chuck made way to the other. They held their arms out, as the crowd waited in anticipation. Sawyer couldn’t help the grin escape, as they enclosed around her and embraced her in a hug.
“You got to give the people what they want.”
Sawyer kept a smile on her face until she got in the back, still high from her huge win. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Wardlow about 10 feet ahead, smiling. She was ready to run towards him when she felt arms pick her up from behind. “I knew you could do it! Congrats baby!”
She laughed, recognizing that voice from anywhere, “Not without you and Orange’s help of course. I couldn’t have done it without you.”
Chuck shrugged, smiling, then pulled Sawyer in for another hug, “You’re gonna be the greatest women’s champ.” Sawyer felt herself blushing, “Maybe, I still have Veronica or Nyla to beat.”
“Well, you got this. I know you do. I’ll catch you later,” Chuck stared at Sawyer for a bit longer than usual before walking away. She felt her heart pounding in her chest, before turning around, looking back at Wardlow, his smile now long gone.
She walked towards him, still smiling, “Hey! You okay?”
“What the hell was that?” Wardlow snarled, looking at Chuck, who was halfway down the hall, then back at Sawyer. She raised a brow, “What do you mean?”
“Since when does he call you baby? And why is he always touching you?” Wardlow questioned, not giving Sawyer any time to answer.
“What are you talking about, he’s my best friend Wardlow,” Sawyer explained, trying to defuse the situation. “You two seem to be really close for being just ‘friends.’”
Sawyer shook her head and brought her voice down to a whisper, “Seriously Michael? This is the EXACT reason we broke up the first time. If this is gonna work, you have to trust me.”
Wardlow sighed, before lowering his voice, “Well if this is gonna work, you’re going to have to dump that loser.” Sawyer scoffed, “Michael I’m not even with him you’re being ridicul-”
“No, I'm serious! Me or him.” He folded his arms, wanting an answer from Sawyer on the spot.
Sawyer knew what he was thinking, and she had to weigh her options.
She thought, for a long minute, before speaking up, “Of course I pick you. It’s just, he’s my best friend…but I’m with you.” Wardlow smiled, satisfied with that answer, “I can’t lose you again, Sawyer.” He pulled her in, holding her close. “You won't, I promise. I’ll let him know as soon as I see him.” Sawyer said, feeling her heart swell, but guilt began to fill.
She looked behind her one more time, looking at the place Chuck was just standing, not realizing then it was the last time she’d have that moment.
Verónica Rodriguez vs Nyla Rose
Veronica didn’t feel like staying in Sawyer’s locker room would be the best idea, especially after advancing to the finals (with the aid of Chuck), so she went to the next best option.
“I sent him on an EVP run,” Matt whispered, “He won’t be back until your match starts.” She nodded, and quickly began to wrap her wrist tape. “I think you should talk to him. Obviously kissing Hangman was an accident right?” Veronica stopped her task, before slowly looking up and shrugging. “He kissed me.”
“Did you kiss back?”
“No.”
“See, then he’ll understand! Kenny isn't going to give up on something he wants, and by the looks of it — he wants you.” He smiled weakly, avoiding her glance. “Why are you telling me this?” It sounded a bit rude, but she was dying to know. “Because I care about you… AND KENNY. I just don’t want to see either of you get hurt.” He took the wrist tape from her hand, and picked her left arm up to assist in wrapping it. She sighed, “Kenny is the farthest thing from my mind right now. Nyla’s no joke.” He laughed to himself, holding her hand a bit tighter. “Whatever it takes.”
“Hey congrats on your win,” Veronica had her hand placed on Adam’s arm to stop him from walking past her (on purpose, again). Hangman had just defeated Wardlow to advance to the Finals for the AEW World Championship. “T-thanks. Maybe we’ll both be champions at the end of this.”
“Maybe? Do you have no faith in me?” she f̶l̶i̶r̶t̶e̶d̶ joked. “It’s not you. I believe in you one hundred perfect…” he looked down, not wanting her to see his face get red. “It’s just…”
“Veronica you’re on!” Matt stepped from the shadows to pull her attention from the cowboy in front of her. “Knock 'em dead!” He encouraged while lightly shoving her in the direction of the entrance tunnels. Hangman stood in place, not able to move. His eyes met Matt’s who had an evil grin plastered on his face.
Nyla Rose stood with a hungry look on her face as Veronica stepped in the ring. She leaned on the middle rope and gave the crowd a warm smile till she felt a strong arm hit her in the back of the head. Vickie Guerrero was barking orders at Nyla as she repeatedly stepped on the fragile arm of Veronica.
“Oh come on, is this really how she wants to win? By c-cheating?” Jim Ross said in frustration. “Poor girl.” Tony Schiavone let out a sigh as he watched the action unfold. “Can you continue?” Rick Knox asked as he tried to check the damage. She pushed him away from her, and wobbled to the corner. “Ring the damn bell.”
Nyla threw Veronica around the ring, barely letting her get any of her own shots in. Vickie laughed loudly on the outside as the crowd around her booed. Veronica had managed to crawl onto the outside for a quick breather. She was able to get far, until Nyla grabbed her by her hair, throwing her into the apron- wind being knocked out of her. She pushed Nyla as hard as she could to create space between them. Veronica then delivered a spear cutting Nyla in half, and leaving both of them laying seeing stars.
They both rolled back into the ring before the count could reach 10. They went head to head as they stood up slowly leaning on each other for support. Veronica threw the first punch not holding back, Nyla wiped it off then delivered her own leaving Veronica stumbling. She leaned on the ropes to shoot towards Nyla with a harsh clothesline. Causing her to fall to her knees, Veronica grabbed her hands ready to deliver her knee into her chest.
“EXCUSE ME! EXCUSE ME!”
Vickie screamed towards the ref , making Veronica drop Nyla’s hands. “Shut up!” Veronica shouted back as she marched her way to her. Knox tried to get Vickie off the apron, and Veronica to focus back on the match - but neither would budge. Until, she heard Nyla racing towards her. It was a trap. She quickly moved out the way causing Nyla to almost hit Vickie. She put her hands up to stop herself, until she was pulled down by Veronica. Her arm began to feel uncomfortable from having Nyla rolled up, so she kicked both of her feet out and laid them - on the second rope.
1…
2…
3.
The bell rang and Veronica quickly jumped out the ring and made her way to the top of the ramp, barely not tripping. She let herself fall, and bit her cheek to help the smirk stop from growing on her face. She shrugged to the camera before mouthing, multiple times, “Whatever it takes.”
She walked backstage, ignoring all the cheers and congratulations for her. “Veronica! That was amazing,” Nova grabbed her friend by the arm, “I’m so prou-” Veronica wacked Nova’s arm off, “I appreciate it Nova but now is not the time.”
Veronica ran to her locker room as soon as her match was over, not wanting to answer any questions. She knew what she did, and she assumed she would hear Tony Khan, Nova, or even Sawyer— tell her it wasn’t right. Did she care though? Not one bit, which is why she stole a bottle of A Little Bit of the Bubbly from catering. She popped the cork and instantly took a sip, letting it spill everywhere. A small wave of sadness watched over, as she took her last gulp. She wished nothing more to have someone with her to celebrate her victory as of now, Sawyer.
A knock interrupted her party of one. She jumped, and went to check herself in the full length mirror before groaning, noticing the champagne was all over her. They knocked again, and she decided to just open the door, knowing they wouldn’t stop until she answered it. She pulled the handle open, seeing an anxious millennial cowboy with his hand raised to knock again.
“Oh, hey Page.” she awkwardly shifted; as he lowered his hand. “Do you want to come in?” she proposed but he quickly shook his head. “I don’t think that’s the best idea— plus it seems like you’ve already started celebrating without me.” His eyes lowered to the beverage on her chest and neck. She felt herself start to get warm, before Hangman’s laugh brought her back to reality. “I’m just messing with you sweets, you deserve a drink or two.”
“More like a whole bottle.” she mumbled to him, which caused them both to burst out in laughter. “You looked good out there,” he started. Her eyes opened a bit making him reword his sentence, “NOT YOU- your match. NOT SAYING you didn’t either, because you did- I was talking about, the wrestling,” he cleared his throat and shoved his hands into his back pocket, “…But uh, did you really have to cheat?” he suddenly asked, which made her face scrunch. “Excuse me?”
“No, I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just … you could have beaten Nyla without using the rope.”
“She hurt my arm.”
He let out a huff, “And I understand that. But you’re not her. You don't have to stoop to her level, ever Veronica. You’re so much better than that.” He whispered the last part, sending chills down her spine. Time seemed to slow down, as they both began to lean in.
And then, timed stop.
“Why don’t you back away from my girlfriend?” A furious Kenny Omega stood only a couple feet in front of them— and behind him stood two fun-size bodyguards, or Matt and Nick. They both wore the same look. The “You fucked up” look. Hangman opened his mouth to respond, until Kenny beat him to it. “I insist if you want to make it to Full Gear, you get the hell away from her.”
“Now wait a minute Kenny-“ Veronica interrupted, but was cut off by Page. “No, it’s not worth it. I’ll see you later Veronica.”
“No you won’t.” Matt chirped, making all of them look at him, “Why shouldI listen to you?” Hangman questioned, jaw clenched.
“Because he’s right. You won’t.” Kenny shrugged.
“Oh you control who she talks to now?” Hangman slightly raised his voice, causing Veronica to put her hands in the air. “No, we’re not doing this right now.” She tapped Hangman on the shoulder signaling for him to leave, and he looked at her like she was crazy. “You’re taking his side? Veronica-“
“She’s with me, ain’t she?” Kenny stepped closer, putting his arm around her. “I hope you’re ready for next week.” Veronica’s brown quipped up, and Hangman rolled his eyes. “And what is that supposed to mean?” Matt and Nick both let out a laugh, “He won his match, you idiot. The “great” Hangman Page vs Kenny Omega at Full Gear.” Matt obviously stated.
“Congratulations Ken.” Veronica dryly stated. Kenny let his hand fall, “You- you didn’t watch?” his voice broke a bit, as he looked at her with soft eyes.
“I’m going to hurt him.” Kenny cut off by lunging at Hangman who barely dodged it. Kenny then tackled Page to the ground, delivering left and rights. “Hey! That’s enough—“ a group of people came to break them up. John Silver and Alex Reynolds stepped up to Kenny before The Young Bucks interfered. “This has nothing to do with you guys.” Nick snapped. “Catering is down the hall.” Matt said as he gave them a small wave. John and Alex both looked at each other before throwing their hands up. “Guys come on,” Evil Uno grabbed them by their shirts. “We don’t need this.” Silver and Reynolds backed up, and leaned down to check on Page. They lifted him up, and guided him back towards the Dark Order Lair.
“Control your man.” Alex shot towards Veronica who stood in the same place watching everything unfold.
Nova dragged her feet in the hallway of the hotel as her and Ricky walked to their room. “Why was Veronica acting like this?” She thought to herself. Ricky looked back at her, “If she wanna act like that, let her. She doesn’t deserve your support.” Nova just dragged her hand down her face and sighed, “I just wanna be appreciated by her. She puts Kenny- or Hangman-,” she groans, “She puts all these people over me and Sawyer nowadays.”
Ricky walked closer to Nova, “Don’t overthink it. If she doesn’t care about Sawyer, and especially you, she’s not worth your time.” They gave each other a soft smile before Ricky’s shifted into a mischievous one, “But I can definitely make you feel appreciated now.” Nova copied the smirk, taking out her key to unlock the door.
Nova smiled as Ricky shut the door. He took two giant steps towards her, pulling her in. She let out a slight giggle before their lips connected. Ricky slowly backed both of them towards the bed, until the back of Nova’s knees hit the mattress.
She fell back, moving slowly to the middle of the bed, Ricky crawled on top of her, kissing her again. Their hands slowly started to explore each other’s body, both of them moaning in the kiss. Ricky pulled away, admiring Nova. “Can I take your shirt off?” He asked, smiling. She smiled, nodding. He pulled her shirt, that actually belonged to him, over her head, taking it off. His hands moved to unbutton his own shirt before she moved them away. “Allow me.”
They both chuckled, Nova moving to take her shorts off as Ricky started to kiss her neck. Ricky pulled away, taking off the dress pants that were for sure going to need ironed. She scanned his whole body, admiring it.
Ricky turned back to her, smiling, before kissing her again. Nova whimpered, feeling his boner rub against her.
They had taken things slow their whole relationship, and it wasn’t gonna stop now, which was enough for them. “Are you ready, baby?” Ricky asked, not able to get his own words out. “Always.” She moaned. He gave her one last smile before their lips attached again. His hand made its way down her panties, starting a long night ahead of them.
On a different floor, Veronica stormed into the hotel room, throwing her purse down. Kenny walked in seconds later, slamming the door shut, “What the hell was that, Veronica? Hangman? Of all people!” Veronica groaned, dragging her hands down her face, “Oh my God, Kenny will you just shut up! For 10 seconds! I can’t be friends with Sawyer, I can’t be friends with Hangman, you’re so goddamn insecure!”
“Oh I’m insecure? And apparently controlling,” Kenny asked, suddenly getting quiet. “Yeah, you are! And I’m sick of it,” Veronica shouted, crossing her arms.
Kenny swiped his tongue across his top teeth, chuckling to himself. Veronica looked Kenny up and down, getting irritated, “What? Why are you laughing?” Kenny stalked towards Veronica, “Don’t you realize what I’m doing for you…for us?”
Veronica’s crossed arms transitioned to holding her elbows, startled by Kenny’s demeanor. “All Hangman and Sawyer want to do is break us apart. Why can’t you see that,” He grabbed her hands, “And you know… we’re basically nothing without each other.”
Veronica stared up at Kenny, “Ken, they’re not trying to break us up…I lo-”
“You don’t see what I see, V. They’re manipulating you. I mean, think about it. Hangman kissing you right before Sawyer wins with the help of her NEW best friends? They’re using you.” Kenny spoke softly.
Veronica’s face slowly shifted into a sad smile, “Ken…I’m sorry. I’ve never looked at it like that.”
“I know you haven’t. I’m here to make sure you’re not around people like them, and that's why I brought you to AEW,” he placed his hand in hers, “I got you now.”
“Can you forgive me?” she bit her lip with embarrassment, coming to a bit of realization. Kenny suddenly smiled, “Of course, baby.” He slowly snaked his hands around her waist lowering his voice, “Now let me apologize to you.”
Veronica smirked, putting her hands around his neck, pulling him in closer. Kenny attached his lips to Veronica’s, the kiss quickly getting heated.
Kenny moved his hands over Veronica’s body, while she snakes her hands in his hair. They both moaned in the kiss, Kenny pulled Veronica’s body in closer, feeling her body against his.
In response, Veronica lightly pulled Kenny’s hair, which made him basically melt under her touch. “Fuck, you know what that does to me,” Kenny moaned, starting to kiss Veronica’s neck.
She chuckled, ready to do it again, before they both heard the door knock. “Veronica! Kenny! It’s Matt, y’all busy?”
Kenny walked towards the door, “Thanks for cock-blocking Matt!” Matt walked in the door, laughing at Kenny’s small fit, “Oh by all means, don’t let me stop you. I can even join if y’all would like.” He looked at Veronica and smirked, making Veronica laugh.
“Very funny, what did you need Matt,” Kenny asked, trying to stand comfortably with a hard-on. Matt pulled his stare away from Veronica, “Just came in to check on you guys, you both seem heated back there.”
Veronica nodded and looked at Kenny, “Yeah, we’re okay.” Matt exhaled, “Thank God, Nick and I made a bet on it, and I was not gonna lose.” Kenny groaned and pointed to the door, “Oh get out, Matt!”
Matt put up his hands in defense, “Alright alright, I’m leaving.” He was halfway out the door before he looked at them one last time, “Oh and I meant what I said earlier, you both have my number.” He winked and walked away before Kenny could shove him out the door himself.
Kenny turned back towards Veronica, “Now where were we?”
AEW Dark
Sawyer snuck around the backstage area of Daily’s place, trying to stay incognito to avoid Chuck. Of course it was very difficult with Private Party following her everywhere. “Sawyer, when are you letting us spend the night again?” Isiah asked, circling around Sawyer as she continued to try and hide. “Never.”
“But whyyyyy? It was so much fun last time.” Marq whined, catching up to Sawyer and putting his arm around her. Sawyer threw Marq’s arm off her, turning around to face them both. “Look. I cannot do this right now. You both are being irritating and won’t shut up so just cut it out!” Isiah and Marq froze, in fear and surprise. “What’s got you all upset?” Isiah questioned, Sawyer sighed, dragging her hand down her face, “I’m trying to hide from Chuck alright? If I see him it’s gonna go terrible and I just wanna hide from him in peace, alright? Now go!” Her attention was so focused on Private Party, she didn’t realize the wall in front of her - or Chuck Taylor himself. “Sawyer, just the girl I was looking for.” He nervously stuttered. His hands held something, but she couldn’t tell the way he hid them behind his back.
“Oh hey Chuck! Sawyer was just looking for you.” Isiah smirked towards Marq who nodded,” Yup, she’s been dying to talk to you.” Chuck’s heart started to flutter, while Sawyer’s began to break.
“Chuck…”
“No no, let me go first please. I’m already nervous enough as it is. Orange literally had to throw me out of the locker room to come and find you,” he began to ramble as his face grew more red within every word he spoke. “So, I'm just going to come right out and say it - because I’m tired of pretending.”
Isiah and Marq’s eyes widened as Chuck began to pull his hands from behind his back, “HE’S GOT A GUN!” Isiah shrieked, as he began to run the opposite direction, only for Sawyer to grab him by his hood. “A gun? Huh? No, it’s actually… a gift,” he handed her a small green bag. She hesitated at first to grab it, until he stepped closer to place it in her hands. He nervously gestured his hands for her
to open it, watching her carefully. She undid the small bow, and picked out a fancy velvet black box.
“Chuck, I can't accept this—“
“Just open it Sawyer, damn.” Marq interrupted impatiently, with his hands on hips. “For once, I agree with him, open it girl,” Chuck stepped forward a bit, towering over Sawyer. She lifted the lid, and let out a laugh pulling out a shredded piece of clothing. Isiah gasped, and pulled the item out of her hands. “Is that… an authentic Jeff Hardy arm sleeve?” Tears began to form in his eyes, and Marq patted his back for support. “I may have asked “Big Money” Matt, for some help, but he was able to pull some strings and get me this… for you.”
“Sawyer… if you don’t kiss him, I wil— come here Chuckie!” Isiah puckered his lips, and reached for Taylor before Sawyer pushed him back. “I know how much you love him, so I thought it would be perfect because I… kind of love you.” Sawyer’s heart felt ten times heavier. She couldn’t do this, it would crush him.. Marq and Isiah looked back and forth between the two. “And, there’s a chance you don’t feel the same. But, I don’t want to live in a life without you anymore. I’m just asking for a chance to show you-”
“Chuck, I’m with Wardlow!” His face fell, and all the nerves were replaced with regret. “Ward- why didn’t you tell me?” He frowned. “I don’t know,” she answered truthfully. “ I don’t deserve this.” She hesitated, but she put the box bag in the bag and handed it to Isiah. He squealed, before setting it in his backpack.
“So that’s it? Just like that?” Chuck looked at her with sadness. “We can’t even be .. friends!?”
“I didn’t say that—“
“You didn’t have to,” Chuck cut off, “You gave my gift away like it was nothing.” His voice cracked, as he tried not to let tears slip out. “I would give you everything if it would make you smile, and you wouldn’t do the same. Just like that , because you're in a relationship. What happened to us?”
“You don’t know anything about me. If you did, you would know I truly loved Wardlow. There was nothing ever between us, get that through your head. You were nothing more than a Best Friend.” She bit the inside of her cheek, before pushing her way out of the group and down the hallway attempting to get away as far as she could.
Chuck took a flower out of his back pocket and crumbled the pedals in his hand. “I guess she loves you not.” Marq tried his best to joke. Chuck didn’t even crack a smile, as he stared where he stood. “What does Wardlow have that us three don’t?” Isiah piped in, “Sure he’s strong, well dress, probably has a monstrous sized c—“
“I get it.” Chuck immediately cut him off, “Good for him.”
I missed you guys!!! I hope you’re feeling better Parker and it wasn’t anything serious!
Okay starting off I feel so so so bad for Nova! I hate that she isn’t a crowd favourite like Sawyer and Veronica. I love the banter and relationship between Nova and Ricky and I love their relationship with Brian. I love how warm the commentators were to Nova and enjoyed her input. Taz is mad lucky he’s not catching these hands when he was trying to undermine Nova and prod at why she isn’t wrestling BUT I’m super happy that he complimented her at the end of the day with the commentary!!!
Madi??? Wtf are you doing??? Look how well that worked out for you tho Sawyer still beat you 🙄 Matt and Nick are so annoying and such out stirrers lol can’t stand em acting all concerned with their ‘oh are you guys still upset with each other’ and then the hard stare when Sawyer goes over to talk to her LOOOL get outta here 😭breaks my heart that all Sawyer wants to do is go out for dinner with her girls and Kenny is here acting all macho and clingy URGH (I love Kenny but this Kenny is a nightmare lol but I love how you’ve written him) but Chuck for the win with the ‘L’
Kenny is on some next level conspiracy theory! Poor Veronica she can’t even have one night out and the fact she lobbed her phone when she was in the room 👀
I love private party and I loved the bated between them the 5 of them!
I hate how rude Trent and Chuck were to Veronica!!! 💔 she was so nice to them and they disrespected the hell out of her nah uh and Sawyer you’re my girl and she didn’t even try to defend Veronica?
The Hangman Veronica allegiance I’m here for
Ricky and the merch!!!!!!!! KING
‘He’s out there kissing OUR GIRL’ LOOOL I hate private party 😭
Honestly when Adam and Veronica came back to the room was pure chaos like from Veronica lunging at Trent, which I don’t blame her, for Adam stopping it, the picture and then ADAM KISSING VERONICA
Omg what a chapter and is was so worth the wait!! I loved it cannot wait for more!
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ANON MY LOVE 🥺 WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!! i’m (parker) finally feeling better and it wasn’t too serious, i’m tough 🕺
Nova supremacy. She deserves better, Daily’s Place crowd wtf??? But I want Nova, Ricky and Brian to be a comedy trio. They’re the best. But Taz FINALLY BEING SWEET TO NOVA WAS SO FUN WRITING LIKE THEYRE FINALLY BONDING.
Madi GO AWAY CHALLENGE
the bucks UGH. BE RUDE TO SAWYER AGAIN IMMA WHOOP YO ASS 🙄
*flashbacks to when Kenny told Chuck “I BROKE UP WITH YOU!*
Chuck and Sawyer’s relationship >>> Me and Adriana love to write the Chuck/Best Friends and Sawyer parts, it’s always so cute and fun!
Like I said before, Kenny gotta back off but ADRIANA DOESNT WANT HIM TO 🙄 SHE THINKS ITS CUTE.
It was really funny cause when we were planning out this chapter we were like “They need to get drunk/do some fun.” and at first we were like Hangman?? but then BAM, MY BEST FRIENDS, PRIVATE PARTY (it’s funny cause i’m actually somewhat friends with Marq and Isiah)
So the Best Friends and Veronica thing, Adriana wrote this part while I was sick and when I read it I ASKED HER THE SAME THING. But her idea was that Veronica’s friends hate Sawyer (except for hangman that angel) and Sawyer’s friends hate Veronica, THIS BEEF THEY HAVE.
RICKY AND NOVA FINALLY TOGETHER LFGGGGG
In our insta book (that we need to update) we have SO MANY COMMENTS OF PRIVATE PARTY FLIRTING WITH THE GIRLS. ITS SO FUNNY CAUSE ITS MAINLY ISIAH AND HES SO UGH 😭
Bro for once ADAM IS ACTUALLY DOING SOMETHING WRONG!! LIKE STOP THIS!! THE WRITERS HAVE TO DO THIS BRO!!!
we love you anon! cant wait to hear your next review/ask, these make writing for days worth it !
Shoutout to @adriii-omega cause she wrote MOST of this chapter while Parker, (me, lancearcherinrippedjeans) has school and was sick!
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Starring - The MAGNIFICENT OC’s, Kenny Omega, Ricky Starks, The Best Friends, Private Party, Excalibur, Taz, Brian Cage, The Young Bucks and Tony Khan
Word Count - 6,792
Category - Fluff, tiniest bits of angst, comedy
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Summary - The tournament is finally starting, how will it go with Nova on commentary?
Warning - Cussing, drinking, slight possesivness
Other author’s notes - Private Party are the STARS of this chapter, and this might look a little weird cause it was posted on mobile, also, follow @adriii-omega
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“First you leave me out of the tournament, and now you want me to go out on TV and play commentator?” Nova huffed, as she tried her best not to upset her boss; Tony Khan. “I know you’re not happy about being excluded , but I promise we have plans for you to do big things here in AEW,” he stood in front of her to block her path, “Plus, it’s only Youtube.” Nova let out a long sigh, “For how long?”
“Just until you become a fan favorite, you know like…” Tony stopped mid-sentence, trying to rethink his words. “Like Sawyer and Veronica?” Nova asked, already annoyed. “The fans are going to love you, I promise,” Tony grabbed the cream-colored folder off his desk and handed it to Nova, “This is the match card for tonight. Excalibur should have more info on all of the competitors, but you should know most of them.”
“You could just say Sawyer, Veronica, and Ricky. I promise you won’t hurt my feelings,” Nova joked, heading for the door, “Thank you Tony, but I hope this isn’t a waste of my time.” She shut the door, opening up the folder, and looking over the card for tonight.
She smiled to herself, looking at her friend’s names for the first round of the tournament. A long shadow caught her eye, causing her to look up and seeing Team Taz walking right her way. She gave a small wave to Ricky, making him turn all his attention that was on Taz onto her.
Ricky jogged over, “What weird stuff do they got you doing this week?”
Nova smirked, looking at Taz who was already annoyed they had to stop, “Well, I’m gonna be on commentary tonight!” She announced, plastering on a smile she definitely didn’t have in Tony’s office. “Does that mean you’ll be out there for my match?” his brows perked up in anticipation, “I’ll have the best seat in the house.” she laughed. Brian smiled as Ricky planted a kiss onto Nova’s cheek. Taz cleared his throat loudly, “Well if you guys are done making goo-goo eyes at each other, we gotta get going.” he pointed at his watch symbolizing the time.
“What are you talking about? The show doesn’t start for another two hours?” Cage spoke up from behind them. Nova and Ricky let out a small chuckle at Taz’s new expression. He stood with his mouth agape, darting his eyes at the FTW champion, “Thanks, Brian for correcting me,” he said through gritted teeth. “Is there anyone else that would like to make me look like a complete idiot?” He said through a fake smile. Nova raised her hand, “If it makes you feel better…I’m not on the card tonight,” Taz gave her an obvious expression. “Why would you be-”
“Instead I’ll be sitting next to you on commentary!” She gave him a bright smile, as his smirk disappeared. “The-the whole show…?”
“All twenty-four matches!”
“Oh HELL NO!! AYO TONY!?” Taz angrily marched down the hallway leaving Cage, Starks, and Nova in a laughing fit. “I can’t believe you,” Ricky said through laughs. “I don’t think I've ever seen him that mad.” Cage jokes, “Or run that fast.” He added, causing them to continue their laughter. “Poor Tony.” Ricky pointed, as an annoyed Tony Khan tried to reason with a loud mouth Taz. “I’m going to make sure he doesn’t get fired, I’ll catch up with you guys later.” He said while jogging down the hall. Ricky finally caught his breath and held his hand out. “Come on, I want to spend time together before you and Taz kill each other.” he smiled, making her giggle. “I’m looking forward to it, maybe I can get him to… hate me less?” Ricky chuckled before placing a kiss on her forehead, “You’re lucky Excalibur will be out there.”
“And making her way to commentary… The SuperNova Jay!” Justin Roberts introduced, as the small audience of professional wrestlers cheered. “It’s a pleasure to be able to sit next to you,” Excalibur started, “You haven’t even said anything and you’re already better than Taz!”
“Shut up Excalibur,” Taz grunted.
Nova smoothed out her dress before taking her seat. “I’m so happy to be here.” She gave a smile as the camera was on her. “It’s been such an amazing few weeks for you already here in AEW, first you officially signed with All Elite Wrestling, and now two of your closest friends; Veronica and Sawyer are competing tonight for a chance to challenge Hikaru Shida for the AEW women’s championship.” Nova nodded, as Excalibur opened his mouth to ask a question, but was cut off, “I have a question for you Nova,” Taz joined in, “How does it feel that your own BEST FRIENDS are worthy enough of participating in this tournament, and you are…out sitting on the sidelines?” Taz smirked, as he saw Nova bite the inside of her cheek. Excalibur looked between them trying his best to move forward. Luckily Sawyer’s theme music began to play causing the tension to be lifted.
It was towards the middle of the match when Sawyer and Madi were tied up in the corner. “I’m going to try an arm drag-” Sawyer whispered, so only she could hear it. “No, you aren’t. I am not letting you look stronger than me,” Madi attempted to kick Sawyer in the stomach, but failed, as she lost her balance. Taz face planted himself, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more unfocused wrestler than Wrenkowski.” He complained as they slightly laughed, “Thank god Sawyer is one of the most professional women wrestlers there is,” Nova started, “You see I’ve known both of these females for quite a long time and this rivalry trails way further back than you would think.”
“Is that so…please tell us more,” Excalibur asked with interest. Nova began to speak but instead looked over and saw Taz staring at her with a half-smile. “Well, for starters Madi had ALWAYS been jealous of Sawyer. Though unfortunately, she was the champion at the time, Sawyer always got all of the attention, and that’s something Madi always wants.” They both nodded understanding, shortly later hearing the bell ring.
“Here is your winner: Sawyer Holden!” Justin’s voice echoed throughout the arena. She slowly stood up, allowing her hand to be raised by Aubrey Edwards. Nova sent an evil grin to Madi Wrenkowski as she clenched her neck from the Canadian Destroyer that was given to her. She rolled her eyes before stomping off through the tunnel. Veronica sat with the Young Bucks at the monitor watching everything go down. Nick let out a sigh, as Madi walked past them knocking over a few trash cans in frustration. “God, she’s so annoying,” he commented, making Veronica laugh. “Good thing you don’t have to go against her,” Matt chimed in, “I wouldn’t be able to take it.” They nodded in agreement just as Sawyer made her way back. She sent a small smile their way earning a thumbs up from Matt. “Are you guys still upset with each other?” he nudged Veronica, as she looked over and saw Sawyer in deep conversation with a group of wrestlers. “No, we’re cool.” She half lied. The brothers gave each a look, knowing something was off.
“Hey have you guys seen Kenny?” she spoke up, trying to get the conversation changed from her and Sawyer. Nick sighed, “He’s getting ready for his match with Sonny tonight since Janela was taken out.” She mouthed an “O” before grabbing her phone and opening the messaging app.
Is everything alright? Nick just told me Joey is out.
The next match had started, and Penelope Ford was going against Allie. Shortly later her phone buzzed.
Kenny: Everything is fine. Where are you at??
Sitting next to the Bucks, my match is coming up soon.
Kenny: I'm on my way over there, see you in a bit.
A smile crept up onto Veronica’s face as she began to watch the match. On the other side of the hall, Sawyer stood next to her friend: Chuck Taylor.
“I don’t know man,” she whined, “I don’t think she even wants to look at me.” Chuck rolled his eyes before placing both hands on her shoulders. “SAWYER. GO. ASK. HER.” He gave her a push before leaning against the wall. Everything was headed smoothly, as she made her way next to where Veronica was sitting…
“Hey V!” she piped, causing The Young Bucks to give her a hard stare. Veronica smiled as she leaned back into her chair, “I was wondering after the show tonight we could go to our favorite restaurant. Just us three - like old times.”
A voice cleared their throat from behind making Sawyer turn around. A perplexed Kenny Omega looked over at the group. “Don’t mind me. I just came to see my GIRLFRIEND.” He shot a look at Sawyer, before walking behind Veronica’s chair, “You were saying?” he smirked. Sawyer’s face grew with anger before she turned on her heels, “Just forget about it.” she mumbled. Chuck watched in disgust as Kenny began to laugh. Veronica bit her tongue until she heard the bell ring meaning her match was soon. “Sawyer, wait,” she called out, causing everyone to look at her. “I’ll be there. Meet me in the parking lot at 9?” she suggested. Sawyer held back her stun expression before nodding and walking off with Chuck as he made an “L” gesture with his finger and pointed at Omega.
The Bucks looked between the two, “We’re going to head back to the locker room now, we’ll see you guys later.” Nick scratched the back of his neck, as Matt gave them both a tight lip smile and followed his brother. Penelope Ford came back with enthusiasm since she would be advancing to the semi-finals against Sawyer. She gave a quick hug to Veronica, congratulated her, and went to celebrate with her fiancé. Veronica began to walk towards the tunnels as she noticed her opponent, Serena Deeb, was warming up.
“Are we going to talk about it?” Kenny spoke up, making her stop in her tracks.
“Is there really anything to talk about? I'm going to get dinner. That’s it.”
“But seriously? With…HER?” he scoffed, “When will you finally see she is no good?” Veronica turned around walking slowly towards her boyfriend, “Babe, you don’t understand how Sawyer and I’s friendship works…we’re fine.”
“I don’t buy it. I am trying to protect you. I am trying to protect US.” he ran his hands through his hair, “Kenny….” “She doesn’t like me, Veronica! She’s trying to break us up because she thinks you deserve better,” He stopped his rant, before giving a sly laugh, “But honestly…it doesn’t get better than me.” He clicked his tongue, before lifting her chin, and planting a soft kiss on her lips. “I love you, don’t ever forget that.”
Back out at the commentary table, Excalibur and Nova went over some of the other matches, while Taz stayed rather quiet compared to how he usually is. “And the main event for this evening, Veronica Rodriguez vs Serena Deeb in a semi-final qualifying match for the AEW Women’s championship tournament,” Nova announced happily, looking between the monitor and the stage for what was coming next.
Ricky Starks’ theme came blasting out the sound system of Daily’s Place, and both Nova and Taz snapped their heads towards the tunnel. Ricky walked out, playing air guitar and looking over at commentary. “Ricky Starks is one of the most charismatic and talented wrestlers there is now,” Taz started, hyping up his client, “Just look! Look at the physique!”
Nova shook her head, “I couldn’t agree more, Taz.” She stumbled, too busy watching Ricky to even get her words out.
Ricky looked towards the commentary table, Taz yelled some stuff at him, before Ricky looked directly at Nova. He winked, then blew her a kiss, looking back at the ring and climbing in to start his match.
“AYO STARKS!” Taz yelled, even though Ricky didn’t look over, “THAT WAS UNPROFESSIONAL!” Nova giggled to herself, looking down at the monitor to watch her man wrestle. Excalibur looked at Taz, who was still frustrated, before looking back at Nova, “Hey Nova you look a little red there? Everything alright?”
Nova smiled, Taz glared, “Shut up Excalibur!” They both shouted in unison, in two completely different tones.
Nova knew she couldn’t be like this the whole match. If she couldn’t wrestle, this was one of the ways to showcase herself, she couldn’t mess it up.
Taz and Excalibur went on about the match and each opponent, when she spoke up, “I think everyone can agree that something changed once Ricky stepped into AEW. I mean there isn’t a star like him. He moves quickly, he’s entertaining, his theme is so catchy, honestly Taz, I think you hit the jackpot with this one,” Nova smiled at him, he opened his mouth to speak when she continued, “I mean, between Ricky and Cage, they’re on fire. Just imagine them without you.”
Excalibur tried to hold in his laughter, Taz snapped his head over at Nova, “Now hold on just a second-” The bell rang, interrupting Taz. “Here is your winner: Ricky Starks!”
Nova smiled proudly at Ricky, as he made his way back to the tunnel. He gave her one last wink, before turning around, barely even looking at Taz. “While that match was very entertaining, let’s move onto our next matchup of the night, Nyla Rose vs Abadon!” Excalibur announced, straightening his suit.
The match went quickly, Nyla Rose would face whoever wins against Veronica and Serena. The camera was shot at the commentary table, and the three looked up. Nova smiled at the camera, listening to Excalibur announce the rest of the week’s matches. “And tomorrow night, make sure to catch Wardlow and Hangman in the semi-finals for an opportunity at the AEW World Championship.” Nova looked away from Excalibur and to the camera, clearing her voice, “And make sure you don’t miss Being The Elite on Monday, the best Youtube comedy show,” Nova paused, “But how about our main event tonight? I don’t know about you guys but I am bouncing off the walls excited.”
Excalibur smiled, “I’ve been waiting for this match before the night even started.” Veronica’s theme music played, she walked out, looking around the small crowd of people before looking over to Nova. “Hey girl! That’s my best friend! Kick some ass!” Veronica smiled, even more hyped up after the words from Nova.
“Now unlike Sawyer, no offense bestie, Veronica has held so many championships. She beat both of us in a title match a few years ago.” Nova mentioned, as Veronica set her shades down.
“Now Nova I have to ask, how do you think this match will end,” Excalibur looked over to her, “While Veronica is very strong and could make anyone tap...Serena Deeb is also-” “Yeah yeah she’s a yoga instructor, look at her record. Veronica is one of the best there is now. I don’t think we should underestimate her, Excalibur,” Taz interrupted, looking at the monitor to watch the match. “Took the words right out of my mouth.” Nova mumbled, focusing on the action in the ring.
Veronica finally got the upperhand, pulling Serena into a submission move. Deeb tapped on the mat, and Veronica stood, not able to hold back the smile on her face. She let Bryce Remsburg raise her hand, winking into the main camera.
“That main event was off the charts. I can’t wait for next week.” Nova said. “Yes, but first you have to catch AEW Dynamite tomorrow night on TNT,” Excalibur announced, looking to Nova to take it away, “Of course, one of the best parts of the week, I can’t wait to be back next week for commentary everyone, goodnight!”
The crew called out that the cameras were off, and Nova let go of a giant breath. “That was outstanding for your first time,” Excalibur complimented, “Can’t wait for next week.” He shook her hand before leaving the table, Nova being only with Taz. She looked over at him nervously, before he stood up, holding out his hand, “Not bad, kid. You’ll do just fine these next few weeks.” Nova shook his hand, smiling out of disbelief as he walked away.
Time Skip
The girls all laughed as they took a seat at their table. “You made Madi look like she could wrestle,” Nova insulted as Veronica nodded. “I think it may have been her best match yet.” The waiter placed a basket of rolls on the table mentioning he would be back shortly to take their orders. Sawyer reached in and took a bite. “Your match with Serena was really exciting , a couple of the wrestlers gathered around to watch. It was great.” Veronica smiled, “Thank you, it means a lot…but let's talk about Ricky blowing that kiss to Nova. You guys must be serious.” She wooed, as Nova rolled her eyes. “Taz was totally cock blocking though,” Sawyer added, making them burst out in laughter. Veronica’s phone started going off on the table making her sigh. She set the phone on silent and placed it in her purse.
“What does he want now?” Nova groaned. “Probably wanting to know her exact location this time,” Sawyer mumbled as she placed another roll in her hands. Veronica let out a small chuckle, having it fade quickly as she began to play with her fingers. “He’s just worried about me,” she started. “I can’t blame him. It can be a bit much at times, but he loves-”
“Eck, don’t use that word. I can’t believe you almost said that word.” Sawyer rambled. “You ain’t use it for anyone else, don’t start now.” Veronica opened her mouth to argue but was cut off as the waiter arrived putting the conversation aside for the moment. Once the waiter left, Nova snapped her head over to Sawyer, “But I must ask you, Sawyer, what’s going on with you and Mr. Chuck Taylor?”
Sawyer almost spit out the very expensive champagne, “What?”
“Oh c’mon. If you and Wardlow aren’t together, there has to be something between you and Chuck,” Veronica hinted, Sawyer just shook her head, “No way. No way! He and I are just best friends. And he would’ve tried already.”
Veronica and Nova exchanged a sly look, they knew Sawyer was oblivious, but for now, they planned to focus on the appetizer.
For the most part - the dinner went great. There were no more topics about Kenny (who seemed to be the main problem), and they all ate until they were stuffed, not having to worry about the bill at the end.
“Well if it isn’t the three most beautiful ladies in AEW.” A voice shouted through the hotel lobby. Isiah Kassidy and Marq Quen danced their way over with their million-dollar smiles glowing. “What y'all been up to?” Veronica grinned. Marq placed his arm around Nova causing her to flick it off.
“Just came back from training with Matt, nothing too exciting.” Isiah crossed his arms, leaning on the nearest wall. “You started freaking out didn’t you?” Sawyer questioned.
“Just a little bit.” Kassidy giggled as he started cheering. “It was Matt HARDY. Can you blame me?” He began to do the famous Hardy Boy dance before remembering he was in public and cleared his throat. “Anyways, we came to see if you guys wanted to do something tonight. We barely had the chance to hang out yet.”
“Sure why not? We have nothing better else to do.” Nova shrugged. “I’m cool with it, as long as Veronica is too,” Sawyer adds. The thought of having a good night with some of her friends fogged her memory, as she spoke before she got the chance to think, “Come over in about thirty minutes.”
Nova had walked to the nearest grocery store to gather a couple of items before Marq and Isiah would be coming over. “I feel like this night could go incredibly wrong if we’re not careful.” Sawyer brought it up. “How so?” Veronica laughed. “Just imagine, all of us? DRUNK? That sets up for disaster already.” Her attention was taken off of Sawyer when her phone began to ring again. She almost answered, before looking at the caller ID. She stared at it for a bit, before a pillow was flung at her.
“Veronica? Are you even listening to me?”
“No, sorry. Kenny was calling-” She looked back at Sawyer who sat with a blank expression. “Don’t look at me like that! I didn’t even answer.”
“But did you want to?” Sawyer crossed her arms. “Maybe...I just haven’t talked to him since the show, it’s killing me.”
Sawyer bit back her words, as her friend’s facial expression read it was affecting her. “And I know you guys aren’t fond of each other, but I supported you and Wardlow.” she stopped as she let out a breath, “He’s different Sawyer.”
“Wardlow and I are back together.” She blurted, but quickly covered her mouth as Veronica’s neck snapped. “YOU GUYS ARE WHAT?” she yelped. Sawyer secretly thanked herself for blabbing, to avoid another argument. “Shush! It’s not that big of a deal,” she laughed. “We just didn’t want to tell anyone yet.” Veronica nodded understandingly, “So, now I’m just ‘someone’? That’s cool.”
“Oh no , I didn’t mean it like that.”
“I’m kidding, I’m not one to talk about keeping secrets. I’m happy for you.” She smiled, as the door flew open. “Your favorite party people are here!” Marq exclaimed as Isiah followed in after with BOTTLES of alcohol. A couple seconds later a panting Nova stood in the doorway. “You guys saw me struggling. WHY DID YOU NOT HELP ME?!” She dropped the bags and flopped on the couch.
“I was holding my children.” Kassidy gasped as he raised his beverage in the air. “That was payback for flicking my arm,” Marq moved next to her and placed his hand on her knee. “But how about I make it up to you?” he sent her a wink as Veronica and Sawyer hid back their laughs.
“THAT'S MY BOY!” Kassidy yelped as he poured his first shot. Nova groaned in response, getting up from her seat and popping a cork on a wine bottle, “It’s going to be a long night.”
The Next Morning
A loud siren blasted through the room, Veronica shifted around in her sleep noticing her bed has been replaced with something way more uncomfortable. A snore caused her to jump, instantly regretting it as the effects of last night began to hit. She felt around, finding she was passed out in a bathtub. Veronica’s face flashed with confusion and was about to call out until she saw a slumped Isiah Kassidy on the toilet. “Zay?” she squinted as he began to stir. “Wake up!” she grabbed the nearest thing next to her, a bar of soap, and flung it at him. “AGH-” He shouted, waking up from his slumber. “What the hell…WHERE ARE MY PANTS?” he looked down in fear until a grin popped up. “Are you… fully clothed?” he peeked in the tub and sighed as, unlike him, was still in her nightclothes. “Damn, I thought I got some.” he snapped his fingers in disbelief. “How are you thinking of sex right now?
“Because I could have pounded that ass, but you wanted to be loyal, and have no fun. Mama ain’t raise no snitch.” He raised his hands in defense, “Plus this is normal. I party every night, and all night. Is this your first time drinking?” He asked in a mocking tone. He held his hand out to help lift her, accepting that she groaned as the room started spinning. Her arm rested around him, as he made her way to her bed. “Did you want me to grab your phone, I’m pretty sure I saw it somewhere in the living room-”
“NO.” she yelled startling them, “It’s fine where it is.” The events of last night began to become less of a blur. Multiple shots, loud ass music, and even more calling and texts from Kenny. At one point, she couldn’t take it anymore and used her phone as target practice as she lunged it anywhere she could. They reached the room and saw Nova spread out on both beds that had been pushed together, and Sawyer hanging upside down on the armchair. “Ah that’s right, Marq did a 450 splash off the dresser. It’s all coming back now.” They both nodded and exited the room. “Here, you sit here, I'll get you something.” He searched through the cabinets, sighing when nothing was found. Sawyer soon stumbled in and found her way next to Veronica on the couch. “I am never drinking with them again.” She leaned her head on her friend’s shoulder. “They’re too advanced for us.”
“We’re on a different level.” A voice boasted behind the couch making the two jump. “MARQ? WHY ARE YOU BEHIND THE COUCH?” Sawyer shrieked. He shrugged as he began to rub his head. “So, you guys have absolutely nothing- AHH MARQ?!” Isiah threw the cup of water and held his chest. “You damn near killed me.” he breathed out. Sawyer groaned, “You just spilled water on our floor!”
“Could you guys be any louder-” Nova started, but wasn’t able to finish as she glided down the hall. Isiah raised his hand to his mouth to stop the laughter from slipping out. “Please tell me this is water…”
“This Ain’t Water.” They said in unison, before bursting out in laughter. Veronica went to gather her friend, after for a fact, reassuring her it actually was just water. “As I was saying, before Marq scared some of the skin color off of me, you guys don’t own shit. If y'all planned to get wasted you should have packed some aspirins.” He suggested, earning an ear thump from Sawyer. “We didn’t plan to end up like this. You guys got us drunk.” Marq nodded, “She’s not wrong.”
“Is there anyone that could go pick something up?” Nova suggested, before feeling more effects as she rushed to the nearest bathroom. “I’m sure Kenny could-”
“Nope, I got Trent and Chuck on the way. We don’t need anyone else.” Sawyer blurted out, quickly sending a text to the Best Friends. Veronica's lips straightened, as she slowly backed out of the living room, and into the kitchen. A sigh escaped her lips, as she realized having to explain to her boyfriend why she had been so distant wasn’t going to be anything she was looking forward to.
The door opened, and Trent and Chuck both rushed to Sawyer’s side. “We came as soon as we could, I hope you like sushi.” They shoved the bag of food onto her lap, before taking out their drug store bag filled with a couple of pills. “Oh, you didn’t have to bring us food-”
“Speak for yourself,” Kassidy and Quen snatched the box out of her grasp, and began to pick at it. She threw her hands up in annoyance before Chuck placed his hand on her forehead. “Have you thrown up yet?” He questioned. “Not yet,” she answered, as she stared at him carefully. “Oh you will.” he sent her a smile, and for a moment she felt warmth until he stopped.
“Hey are the guys here with the aspirins…oh hey.” She stopped herself, as she made contact with them. “I’m Veronica, it’s nice to finally be able to meet you.” Slowly walking over, she reached for the bag from Chuck who pulled his hand back.
“So, you’re the famous Veronica Rodriguez....” Trent started, “I got to say Kenny chose well.” Chuck smirked, as Trent walked up to her. “I guess you’re too far up his ass, to realize you’re in for a load of trouble though.” She was taken aback until Trent began again. “I don’t see you around backstage a lot, Sawyer claims it’s because you’re always hanging out with the EVP’s. I bet if you suck them off hard enough, you could get lucky and get a title shot.”
Her fist clenched, but they held each other's stare until a cough from Kassidy broke them up. “Well, this is getting exciting. We got a bed in the back if ya’ll want to settle your differences there.” Sawyer face-planted herself, before grabbing the bag from Chuck and walking to the kitchen. Trent shortly followed shoulder bumping her, and letting out a small laugh. “It was nice meeting you.” Chuck spat at her, before making his way where his other friends were.
Veronica sat next to Private Party with an unfazed expression, “Of course they would hate me.” She thought of the multiple times Sawyer had run to them in the past couple of weeks, ever since she got with Kenny. Marq offered her the container of food, where she sunk into the couch and began to pick at the bits that were left.
“I’m going to head out for a little bit,” Veronica said, handing the food back. “Are you sure that’s such a good idea?” Isiah questioned. “No, it’s not - but it’s not like I’ll find anything here that will help me.” She grabbed her sweatshirt and made her way to the door. “Have Nova help you guys clean this mess up, I’ll be back soon.” With a sigh, she closed the door and didn’t know where she would end up.
Sawyer slid down the patio door with a groan. “I bet you learned your lesson.” James, better known as Orange Cassidy, laughed over the phone. He had called Chuck wanting to get a daily update on the situation. “Hang up on him, or I’m going to toss your phone off the balcony.” Sawyer threatened making Chuck hold his phone to his chest. “Alright man, I got to go.” They said their goodbyes when Trent opened the sliding door. “Here’s your aspirin, and a bottle of water.” She took the items and took them almost immediately. Chuck let his eyes wander as he stared at her current state. Trent nudged him in the side causing him to snap back to reality. His eyes widened a bit as he smirked, and pointed in between them. Sawyer tossed the bottle to the side and closed her eyes. “You guys seemed heated in there,” She mentioned. “Towards V, was that necessary?” she laughed.
“Oh it was more than necessary,” Trent admitted. “She had the nerve to reach for the bag, after everything she’s done to you.” Sawyer held her tongue, knowing that it wasn’t all Veronica’s fault, they both were acting childish. “He’s right, she’s never looked in our direction either, her ego is only going to get worse around The Elite.” he took a seat next to her, relaxing his hand against hers. “I know you see it. I know you see her becoming something she’s not.” A calming silence rang through them. Sawyer thought over his words that seemed to hit her right in the face. Everything was starting to make sense.
At 9 in the morning, Veronica sat in the hotel lobby. Waving to some of the people that crossed by before beginning to hear her stomach growl. She looked for the nearest breakfast bar until she saw the people she was trying to avoid. Kenny sat at a table with The Young Bucks and seemed to be in a deep conversation, she slowly backed out and into the room next to her. It was mostly empty, except for a familiar guy in the corner… with a beer bottle and cowboy boots.
“We got to stop meeting like this,” she made her way over onto the stool next to him. He finished his glass, before taking a glance at her. “Rough night?” he asked. Veronica sighed before starting, “Is it that obvious?” she groaned. He put his glass down, looking her up and down, and bit the bottom of his lip. “Yea. You look terrible.” He lied. Hangman liked how the ‘Morning After’ look appeared on her, but she didn’t need to know that.
“Gee, thanks. I’ll make sure to let Private Party know.” His brows rose in surprise, “You drank with them? How are you still alive?” He cracked a smile at her dead expression. “How are you when you’re drunk? The daredevil type maybe?.” It was his turn to have a dead expression, as she laughed. “I’m the complete opposite actually, from what my friend’s told me… I can get handsy if I’m with someone. Other than that, I keep to myself in my small corner.” He raised his glass to her, and sipped it. “You’re drunk right now…aren’t you?” He let her look him over closely and started to feel himself get hot, “No, but I’m getting there.” Veronica took the glass from him, and drank the rest of it down. “You don’t need to be alone anymore, Page.” She placed an arm around him, “You’re safe with me now.”
“I'll hit you with this damn mop, if you don’t put her phone back!” Nova chased Kassidy around the living room, as he snapped another selfie of him. “Come on! Are you not curious at all to read one of these 400 text messages from Kenny?” He attempted to unlock her phone, before it was snatched out of his hand by Nova. “Hey!” he whined.
“Go get more paper towels.” She said while fully shutting the phone down, and onto the counter. “Ouu, so demanding. Kinky. I like that.” He flirted with Nova groaning. Marq came from the bathroom, and looked around. “Damn where did everybody go?” he scratched his head, as Kassidy made his way back into the living room. “Sawyer is on the patio, and I don’t know where Veronica went-” a knock interrupted them making his head perk up. “Must be her now.” Isiah went to the door, but let out a groan. “Ugh. It’s just Ricky.”
“Ricky?” Nova questioned as she made her way to the door. There he stood with a small bag, and a dumb found expression. “Oh I didn’t know you were here.” He looked between them with a hurt expression. “What? Oh no it’s not like tha-” Nova began to explain as Marq peeked his head out as well. “Why are you talking to my girl?” he squinted. Ricky’s eyes widened, as Nova slapped the back of his neck. “Go inside.” They stuck their tongue out, and closed the door leaving them alone.
“Just to be clear… there is nothing going on between you and them? Right?” Nova laughed, “Nah they just came over last night, and still haven’t left.” He let out a sigh of relief, before turning his full attention onto Nova. “Well, what did you need? I still gotta clean this place or they’ll destroy everything.”
“So you know our first date, when I told you I knew the artist from the bowling alley?” Nova nodded, remembering the date, “Yeah, have you told him I think he's talented, and about a possible merch design?” Ricky chuckled, “Yeah, about that…” He reached and grabbed the bag that he brought with him, pulling out a t- shirt, “I wanted to surprise you, since he knows what he’s doing, I got this designed for you.”
Nova grabbed it from his hands, her jaw dropped, “Oh my God…” “What’s wrong? Do you not like it?” Ricky asked, worried.
“I love it. This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.” Nova gushed, admiring the pink design. “Well, the reason I did this is because I had to ask you something.” Ricky smiled, waiting for Nova to look at him. “Well, what is it?”
Ricky took a deep breath, “When I first laid my eyes on you, I was mesmerized. And after our first date, I knew you were someone special. And the dates and calls after just continued to prove my point.” Nova smiled, Ricky said a bunch of stuff like this before, but this time felt...different.
“You are the most amazing person I have ever met, and I know I gotta ask before I don’t get the chance,” He grabbed her hands, “Nova Jay, will you please be my girlfriend?” Nova smiled so big, “I’d thought you would never ask.”
Ricky pulled Nova in, and let his hands rest on her backside as they shared a kiss. He lightly pushed her onto the wall, without breaking contact and let her rub against him a bit. A groan almost escaped his lips until the door swung open.
“Nova, I accidentally clogged the toilet- OH MY GOD.” Marq screamed, causing them to jump. His hands covered his mouth, as he quickly shut the door. “What’s wrong with you? You seem like you just saw a ghost.” Kassidy said while he flipped through the channels on the TV. “I just walked in on Nova and Ricky doing mouth to mouth, I’ve never been more devastated in my life.” Kassidy dropped the remote, and let his eyes close. “He’s out there kissing OUR GIRL?”
“How could she do this to us?”
Sawyer then came into the room with Chuck and Trent, “Have you guys seen Nova?” She made her way to the door, but was pulled back by Marq. “Don’t go out there! It’s dangerous and could lead to serious trauma!” Isiah cried. Chuck and Trent looked at each other with odd expressions, “What? Let me look.” Sawyer took a peep through the peephole and started screaming as she saw Nova and Ricky making out. “FINALLY. GET IT NOVA!” She cheered, making sure they could hear on the other side. Marq whipped a fake tear from his cheek, before leaning against Kassidy for support. “At the start, we had three girls…now we only got one.” Isiah glanced at Sawyer, making her cringe. “Now is not the time.” she reminded herself, as she and Wardlow wanted to keep their relationship private.
Chuck tensed, as Kassidy put his arm around Sawyer. “Have I ever told you, you were my favorite?” He smiled, but was met with an elbow to the ribs. “Too late, I got my eye on someone already.” she said, as she shot a look at Chuck who began to blush. Trent began to speak up until the door opened, and a giggling Veronica walked in with a tipsy Hangman Adam Page.
“Did you guys see Ricky and Nova outside? I first thought it was some random dude, but when I got closer,” she leaned onto Hangman “I noticed his big forehead, and instantly knew it was him.” She laughed.
“Well if it isn’t Hangman Pussypants Page.” Isiah rolled his eyes, at the sight of Veronica against him. “Did you get her even more drunk than she already was?” he asked with concern. “SHE drank my glass of whiskey, I had nothing to do with it.” “So, you couldn’t have taken it from her?” Trent interrupted, making Veronica lunge at him. Hangman picked her up, and tossed her over his shoulders. “Calm down.” he ordered as he set her on the couch, Hangman sat next to her letting his arm rest against her thigh. “I don’t know what happened before I got here, but it ends now. Veronica and I are both going to sober up a bit, and we need pills. Do yall got any here?”
Sawyer shoved Chuck, making him groan, he handed the bag over and Trent rolled his eyes. Nova then came in with Ricky, and they starred at the group. “Well isn’t this something,” Ricky started. “I thought you guys we’re going to suffocate out there.” Sawyer jokes, as she went to hug her friends. “You have gotta tell me the details.” Sawyer mumbled to Nova who nodded. “How about we put on a movie to ignore the sound of my heart shattering?” Isiah mentioned as Nova groaned, “Get over it!” “NEVER.” He cried. “A movie is fine with me,” Ricky shrugged as he took a seat on one of the chairs. “First we should take a picture, it’s crazy to see all this talent in one room.” She chirped.
“All this talent… and Veronica.” Trent laughed, making Veronica turn her head to face him. “I’m going to hurt him,” she started to get up until Hangman grabbed her hand. She took a deep breath before giving his hand a squeeze. Nova smiled as they took the perfect photo and posted it onto her instagram. It was only then till Hangman released Veronica’s hand, and took her face in his hands and kissed her.
