Not that bad // Rhea Ripley

46- A Prophecy

" How stubborn are the scars when they won't fade away ?"

Asking Alexandria

I came back downstairs when I was sure that my eyes weren't puffy and red anymore. Things were done now, I have to move forward. The guys told me so, they told me he wouldn't have changed, but I wanted to believe it, he seemed so different, especially the last few weeks. I should have known something was up. I have to stop beating myself up. He's over there living his dream, and that's what I have always wanted, for Phil to be finally happy.

And that's almost exactly what I told Scott when he asked me hos I felt about all that. He hugged me and then offered me a cup of coffee, which I accepted gladly. We sat down on the couch and he turned to face me.

" So, I know it's probably soon, and all, but I told you there was a few thing we'd have to discuss." He started.

" You're saying that like he's dead." I chuckled darkly. "Come on, I'm not grieving."

" Yeah you're right" he laughed. "So about him having your custody we discussed that before, and took care of all of the paperwork, he is still your 'tutor' but I'm also in charge of you for the remaining 6 months that separate us from your 21st birthday." I sighed in relief and he smiled at me. "The problem remaining is that we now have a spare room, and a part of the rent to pay. Phil is okay with us renting his room, but he can't pay for it, since he has a lot of other charges, so we're kind of in trouble right now."

" You haven't found anyone that would like to rent it ?" I asked, pretty sure a room like that would be rented in a week.

" Well no, we're kinda out of town, far from schools or college, and that's why this place really isn't expensive at all." Scott explained. "So if you know anyone who needs a room, jump on the opportunity."

" Actually, I think Colby told me that he was looking for another place, since things aren't going well with his place owner, maybe we could ask him ?" I started. "Well if you're okay with that of course, it's your place!"

" Well, he seems cool, and we all work at the same place, would make things easier." He thought for one second. "Could be great, but I think you know him better than me, so I'll trust you on that one " He winked.

" Scott it's nothing like that." I responded, a much colder than what I intended.

" Okay, okay, I'm sorry." He backed off. " Don't bite me."

" I'm sorry Scott."

He hugged me and told me it was okay, that he knew what had happened when we were young, and understood why it affected me that much.

We did practically nothing all day, and on Tuesday morning, went to train as always. I was told by the bookers that for a week or two, I wouldn't appear on shows, so the fans would have to wait for explanations, and those explanations will keep me a heel. I started getting even more scared that without my feud with Punk, i'd be of no interest for them. Well, gotta be the very best now, and show even more of what I can do. I was heading to the training room and felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and almost hit Colby's chest in the act.

"Hey, how have you been ?" He asked.

" If you're talking about Phil, I'm fine." I said simply. "Disappointed but not surprised."

" What do you mean ?" He looked completely lost.

" Long story." I sighed.

" Would you mind telling me while we're getting coffee someday ?" He suggested with a smile.

" Well, if you're inviting me, I can't really say no." I answered cheekily. "Oh and I had to ask you, are you still looking for a new place ? Cause well, yeah, we kind of have a spare room now."

" That'd be motherfucking great !" He exclaimed. "I can't stand my dickhead of an owner, and that guy in the flat under mine that bangs like 3 chicks a day."

" You're just jealous, he got some and not you." I teased.

" How do you know I don't have a flock of ladies just waiting for me ?" He winked.

" Because if that was the case, you wouldn't be hearing him having sex all day." I chuckled.

" Touché." He held his hand over his heart. "But completely seriously, yeah, I'd love to have that room."

" Well, you should better talk to Scott about the details." I smiled. "Thank you Colby."

" No, thank you."

His smile was really warm and made me smile too. I had no reason of being sad. Phil was happy, leaving the life he had always dreamed of, and maybe our paths would cross again one day. I guess that feeling is more hurt than sadness. The hurt of him leaving like that all over again, and maybe the hurt of thinking he still loved me. Because I sure do still have feelings for him.