Luck of the Irish (Becky Lynch x Male Reader)

Chapter 12

Despite your best efforts, guesswork doesn't prevail. The contents of the folder will remain a mystery for now, and you begin to further doubt Trinity's claims. Either Leah is insanely thorough about covering up her tracks, or she just simply isn't cheating.

Still, you've know Trinity for a long time, and if she's anything she's loyal. You don't think she'd create a fake scenario where your partners are cheating on you both with each other just to fuck you. It wouldn't be worth all that to her. Sure she enjoyed it, but it wasn't about enjoyment. It was about proving a point.

You hear the water shut off and quickly set her phone up how you found it. She'll never know you went through it, and that's for the better. With nothing to show for your claims, you'll just seem paranoid if she finds out.

A few minutes later, Leah emerges from the bathroom in just a bra and panties. Her slightly damp hair is tied up in a loose ponytail. If you were to zoom out a little bit, you could say she just went swimming.

"So, do you wanna do anything?" she asks, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. You try to think of something to do while she puts on her clothes, but your mind draws a blank.

"I dunno, is there anything you want to do?" Real clever, Y/N. She rolls her eyes and begins to dress herself, starting with socks and working her way up to a shirt. Honestly, you'd rather she leave the shirt off. It would allow better access to her boobies if she did that.

While you absentmindedly watch her put clothes on, you consider asking her if she's cheating. She wouldn't outright admit it, of course, but you might be able to figure it out based on her body language. Leah isn't a great actor, so she might feign offense to such an accusation if it were true. In that case, you'd be able to tell if she's overly offended by the simple question.

But if she isn't cheating and you basically accuse her of doing it, she'll get pissed off and it will really complicate things between you two. Wait, are you fucking gaslighting yourself right now? Dumb bastard.

"Hey there, space cadet. Were ya listening?" Leah says slowly, waving a hand in front of your face. You snap back to the present in an instant.

"No."

"Ugh, of course you weren't. I asked if you wanted to go to this club I found on the west side of town," she says, looking at you disapprovingly. A high-end club sounds expensive... as if Leah cares. She won't be paying for anything, anyway.

"Yeah, we can do that... we should invite somebody, though," you reply, your mind kicking into overdrive. You're gonna get two very specific people to come along with you, and it might either confirm or deny your suspicions.

"Nah, I dunno if I wanna-"

You cut her off, "We always do things your way! We're gonna play it how I want tonight."

You text Trinity and tell her to grab Jimmy and meet you at the club... then you tell her to delete her end of the conversation concerning the accusations. She agrees to both things and tells you they'll be there in around 20 minutes.

By inviting them you'll be able to see how Leah and Jimmy interact with one another. This close to SummerSlam, to whatever their plan could possibly be? They're bound to slip up.

Though Leah seems unhappy about how things have shaken out for tonight, she doesn't give much an argument as to why she doesn't want two of her best friends to come along. In a few minutes she's changed from her pajamas to a dress... as to how she goes from normal to slut so quickly is beyond you.

[A LITTLE BIT LATER]

You walk up to Trinity and Jimmy's booth, and Jimmy gets up so you can slide in. You go first, sliding up next to Trinity. Leah follows, and finally Jimmy traps you both in.

"What's up, guys!" Trinity says with a smile, which both you and Leah return. She wraps  you up in a little side hug and reaches around you to do her girly handshake thing with your girlfriend.

"You know me, girl!" Leah says, her smile as flashy as ever. For what feels like hours, you find yourself trapped in the middle of endless gossip. Oh for fuck's sake, who gives a shit that Alexis (Alexa Bliss) is going out with some new guy? What was his name again? Cade? Chad? Ah, it was Caleb! Whatever, this story isn't about him.

"Hey Jimmy, let's go get drinks," you finally say, breaking up the conversation. He quickly agrees for the same reason you proposed it, and the two of you make a clean getaway.

Jimmy is the one that actually orders the drinks, which ends up being two bottles of Hennessy.

"The wife's got me hooked on this shit," he says with a chuckle as the two of you make your way back to the booth. To be honest, the two of them aren't really acting all that suspicious so far.

You slide back into your original position in the booth. The drinking begins not too long after, with everyone taking a shot at first. You do two and quit, Trinity does four, Jimmy does six, and Leah does seven. Nobody seems drunk, but Leah seems a bit buzzed. When she thinks nobody is looking, she slips the bottles into her bag.

Really? She's gonna swipe the Henny?

The booth does get boring after awhile, so the girls drag you onto the dance floor. You dance with Leah for a few minutes, but eventually you get separated from her. You don't think anything of it at first, but then Trinity comes up to you.

"Y/N, I can't find Jimmy. Where's Leah?" she asks, searching for either her man or your girlfriend. You scan the crowd as well and find nothing.

"Check the bathrooms, I'll check outside," you reply. You make your way through the crowd of people, heading first towards the front door. Maybe one of them is just getting fresh air, so you ought to check their first and then wrap around to the side.

The only person you find in front of the bar is a lady leaning against the building. You think about asking her if she's seen them, but ultimately decide against it. They're around here somewhere, no need to ask for help.

The woman notices you and says, "Hey there, handsome. Wanna spend the night with me?"

Ah, she's an escort.