Easy (Sasha Banks x Roman Reigns ft Dean Ambrose)

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"Jon, what was yesterday for? I just want some help preparing for our daughter." Mercedes questioned the next morning as the two were eating breakfast. They've been in silence since their fight the previous day, but Mercedes wanted answers.

"Mercedes I am not fucking helping you." He replied before throwing his plate in the sink, startling her a bit.

"You helped me in creating this baby! Now you can't help me even prepare for her?" She exclaimed, nearly in tears.

"Fuck off Mercedes! I'm out!" He hollered back at her, grabbing his wallet and keys, storming out of the house. She silently began crying, shaking her head and pulling out her phone. She wanted some support, so she would call her best friend.

"Miss mama Mercedes! What's up?" Pam Martinez (Bayley) smiled as she saw her best friend was calling her.

"Pammy, are you still in town or did you leave already?" She nearly croaked out while talking to her friend.

"Yes I'm still in town. What's going on?" She questioned her friend, knowing something was up.

"Can you come over? I just need some help and support." She admitted, wiping her tears away from her face.

"Yeah that's not a problem. I'll be there soon, hang tight." Pam replied as Mercedes thanked her. The two hung up as she went upstairs, trying to clear herself up.

"Mercedes!" Pam called through the house about twenty minutes later. Mercedes headed downstairs to see her best friend there for her.

"Hey dude." She tiredly said, hugging her tight.

"What's going on?" Pam replied as they began heading upstairs into baby Chloe's nursery.

"Jon's just being a dick and I didn't even do anything to him." Mercedes sighed while they began going through Chloe's baby clothes.

"What'd he do?"

"So, he refused to help me yesterday get this organized and then today I tried talking to him and he got so mad he threw a plate in the sink, grabbed his stuff and left." She admitted as Pam sighed, shaking her head.

"So he decides to get you pregnant but then just does what he wants. Nice Jon, real fuckin' nice." Pam shook her head, cutting the tags off of some sleepers for baby Chloe.

"I wish he'd make up his mind. Either be nice and a good partner or just get out of my face." Mercedes shrugged as Pam agreed.

"Either way, you know we all have your back. Anything you need, we got you." She reassured her, hugging Mercedes tight. She appreciated her best friends so much, she just wanted Jon to straighten up too. If not for her, then for baby Chloe.