wwe imagines

why ➵ adam cole

reader has a bad night and Adam comforts her ...

WARNINGS: upset!reader, mentions of cheating and emotional manipulation, bad mental health, just really emotional and angsty
WORD COUNT: 1,201

[ this was something i wrote at 3 am one night because i was having a bad night and needed to get some things out. Adam is my comfort wrestler so that's why i chose him for this specific imagine ... this is also a Wattpad exclusive imagine and it won't be posted to my tumblr ]

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Adam is playing Mariokart with you, but you're not really feeling into it. You haven't been feeling into doing anything recently. You'd rather just lay in bed in silence.

Your boyfriend notices that you're not into the game like you usually are. Adam pauses the race and asks, "Is everything okay? You're not into this like you usually are."

"Everything's just peachy," you snap. You instantly regret it. "I'm sorry. I'm just tired."

That's a lie. It's always a lie. You're not tired. You're just unmotivated, irritable, and very sad. Nothing's made you sad or upset. You're just sad.

Adam says, "You're always tired, Y/N. Every time I try to do something with you. I feel like it's an excuse to get out of doing things with me."

You look over at him and say, "I'm sorry if I'm tired, Adam. It's not my fault."

He snaps, "Well, maybe if you'd actually sleep at night instead of trying to get me to do things with you at two in the morning then maybe you wouldn't be as tired, Y/N."

Ouch. That hurt, you think. That really hurt.

You put your controller down and say, "I try to get you to do things with me at two in the morning because I can't sleep."

"Maybe you should try. Y/N," Adam says.

A pit forms in your stomach. It's a familiar pit. The the pit of emptiness, of sadness, of tears. His word are hurting you when they usually have little impact on you.

It's just a bad night, you tell yourself. Just go to bed and hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

Even after those words of slight encouragement to yourself, you can't help but question why you always feel like this. You question if tomorrow will be a better day.

You stare at Adam and say, "All I do is try, Adam. I lay in bed in complete darkness and silence but sleep never finds me."

Adam looks at you and he asks, "What's gotten into you recently, Y/N? This isn't the Y/N I know. The Y/N I know was enthusiastic about games and was energetic. Are you okay?"

Those three words are enough to make you break down. You just start sobbing uncontrollably, covering your face with your hands. You try to hide the tears from Adam.

"I'm sorry," you cry. "I try my best."

Adam moves and sits next to you. He pulls your head into his chest and he wraps his arms around your shoulders. You cry into his chest.

He says, "Hey, talk to me, Y/N. Take a deep breath and talk to me when you're ready."

After crying for a few minutes, you look at Adam. He looks concerned and you clear your throat.

"I, um," you say, voice shaky. "I don't sleep at night because I can't shut off my brain. I ask myself why you're even with me. I think about everything you've done for me and I question whether I've done enough for you, for our relationship."

Adam's face falls as you explain why you don't sleep. He brushes your tears away as you speak.

Then you decide to do the one thing you have never done before when you say, "I need help, Adam. I've been in a constant state of sadness and guilt because I feel like I'm a burden to you or that I annoy you. I'm unmotivated, tired, irritable, anxious, and a million other things." You begin to sob uncontrollably again and Adam pulls you into a hug. "I don't know why I constantly feel like this."

His fingers run through your hair as you cry into his neck.

Adam says, "I never knew you felt this way, Y/N. I'm so sorry that I've been making all these comments without realizing what you've been going through."

You cry, "I sometimes feel like you don't love me anymore when you make those comments. It hurts, Adam. Especially after what I went through with Y/EX/N."

A few years ago, way before you met Adam, you dated a man who treated you the way you shouldn't be treated. He cheated on you, manipulated you into thinking it was okay that he did so he could keep doing it, and lied to you.

Sometimes you'd get into fights with him where he told you that he didn't love you, that you were nothing, that you were only a burden to him. That's why you constantly feel like you're a burden to Adam, and he's never had to reassure you that you weren't a burden to him.

Y/EX/N would say some of the same things that Adam has said. "Try to sleep." "Take something so you can sleep." "What is wrong with you?"

Adam says, "I still love you, Y/N. I'll always love you. I should've known better. I'm so sorry, baby. Please talk to me next time so maybe I can help you. You know I'm always here to talk, and it hurts me that you've taken this long to tell me how you've been feeling."

You bury you're face in his neck and you say, "It's not your fault I'm like this, Adam. It's mine."

"It's not yours, baby," Adam coos. "It's that asshole's fault. He put all these thoughts in your head. All of them false, by the way. I'll always love you, no matter what that brain of yours tells you. You're never a burden and you're never annoying."

Finally, you look up at Adam and meet his pretty blue eyes. He wipes your tears away and cups your face. You lean into his touch as he continues, "We can get you professional help if you want. I know a person who can help. As for your sleeping problems, we can do something to help you. You need sleep, baby."

You nod and hug Adam. "Thank you," you mumble, almost relieved that you told him everything.

Adam presses a long kiss to the side of your head. "I love you, Y/N," he mumbles against your head. "I'm here to help you and I'm here to listen if you need an ear that'll listen or a shoulder you need to cry on."

You begin to cry again, saying, "I don't deserve you."

"That's a flat out lie," your boyfriend tells you. "You deserve the whole damn universe, and I'm going to make sure you get it."

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if you are struggling with your mental health, please reach out for help. you're never alone, and it's okay to ask for help. if you need someone that'll listen, please don't hesitate to reach out to me. i'll try my best to get back to you as soon as i can <3