Zander

Chapter 27

I had planned to be on my honeymoon for one week but on day five, I got the call from WWE stating that I had been cleared to work so we cut the honeymoon short. The very next night, I returned to WWE and the pop that I received is something that I will never forget in this lifetime or the next. 

Somebody cleared out my bar room while I was on the honeymoon so I couldn't even celebrate with drinks when I came home. People are under the notion that I'm an alcoholic when I'm not so people are trying not to drink or talk about alcohol infront of me which is stupid.

I was just the stupid idiot who was mixing drugs and alcohol.

"We've been the assholes of Hollywood for over five years and now we're settling down." I chuckle as I look at my closest friends. "Some of us are about to be dads, some of us are in serious relationships and I'm a married fucker."

Veronica laughs, "We're still the baddest."

"This is a weird fucking stage to be at in my life because everybody has their eyes trained on us, waiting to see whatever fuckery we get into." I pause for a moment. "We are going to make mistake and I tell you guys that because we are human. There is a lot of pressure on us to be who the public think we are and I know you guys personally so I see the struggle. You don't have to live your life in fear or in hiding because we don't owe anybody anything more than we owe ourselves."

"Amen to that." Brennon leads us in lifting his drink up and we all hold our glasses up in the air for a moment before downing our shots. Veronica is having a jello shot since she is sober now and we are all respectful of that.

"How's the married life treating?" Micah asks I pour us each a mocktail that Veronica prepared before topping it with some non-alcoholic spirit.

"Fuck." I laugh to myself as I think of my honeymoon. "I have been getting and eating pussy eight times a day. Y'all know me though, I've got the stroke."

Brennon laughs, "Of course you do but now everybody knows about your wife's skills."

They start hooting as I feel cheeks going red knowing that parts of my manhood is all over the internet.

"Shit man." I rub the back of my head as I take a seat besides Veronica. "Tiffany damn near killed my ass when I told her what happened but she got over it. She received a lot of opportunities since then and companies are offering to pay us if we release a sex tape but that's not my thing anymore."

"I haven't recorded myself fucking anyone since I was on tour." Micah runs his hand through his hair. "That's the sweet life right there and it's nice to know that you're packing down there."

"You've seen my fucking dick." I flip him off and he winks at me. "You 'accidentally' walked in on me when I was in the shower."

"Best accident of my life."

I smirk, "I bet it was."

"Oooh, let me get in on all this flirting." Veronica wiggles her brows at us as she takes a sip of her drink. "Where's Jason?" 

"He is at an appointment with his baby mother." I respond while stretching my legs. "We need to go on a group trip at some point to solidify this relationship of ours."

Micah's eyes light up, "We should get matching tattoos."

"The real assholes of Hollywood."

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As I stand there looking around at the WWE universe, I feel a small sense of pride wash over me as the people acknowledge me. Whenever you take a break from work, you always wonder how people will react to your return since you can become old news pretty fast.

I have been gone for almost two months and only when you come back, you realise how much has changed. New people have entered the title scenes, fresh faces on the rosters and others have been released from the company.

"I know ya'll saw what's been trending on the internet." My voice comes out huskier than usual. "During a moment of distraction, I accidentally posted a private video to my instagram page which has since been deleted. Now I can come on here and preach about respecting my privacy but some of you won't give two shits."

"WHAT!" Some of the audience members begin chanting and I laugh to myself.

"Ya'll only got to see what my girl could do but you didn't get to see the work that I put in." Everyone starts going crazy. "I've got the stroke, I told you that. Now this video was not meant for public viewing but now you get to see what I'm working with, I ain't never lied about myself." 

I smirk as the audience laps up my words.

"Now that I am back, it's time that I restore some order." I roll my shoulders back. "I am giving all the wrestlers two minutes to prepare themselves to face me one on one. I want to see who can beat me TONIGHT."

The audience starts screaming.

"Think of it like the King of the Ring match except I'm the king and I'm not going down without a fight." My voice comes out deeper. "I'm a man of my word so for those backstage with twitter fingers, come get your ass out here and face me like a man."

I place my hands together infront of me as I stare at the main stage. A slow minute goes by without anyone so much as peaking their head in and I scoff while lifting my microphone back up to my lips.

"That's what I tho-" My words are cut off by the sound of a word followed by the sound of the Scottish bagpipes and I sigh while preparing myself for my contender.

I take note of how the audience react to Drew McIntyre as he appears on stage and it seems to me as if he is a crowd favorite. Drew and I had a really good feud a year ago but things have changed now and I like that he embraces his culture.

"Enough with this shit." I pull a face. "I asked for a fight and if all you're going to do is stand there with your sword looking at me as if you want to suck this dick."

 I pause to let the crowd react and they are hanging onto every word leaving my lips.

"Then get the fuck out of my building."