Contains Stories for
The Bloodline
Cody Rhodes
Rhea Ripley
Becky Lynch
Dominik Mysterio
Seth Rollins
Jon Moxley/Dean Ambrose
And any more that I can think of.
Will contain smut and girl x girl stories
My mom has been married to Cody for three years now. I didn't care for him at first, but I got used to him after awhile.
My dad hasn't been gone that long and I still see him everywhere I look. It's hard to see my mom with Cody sometimes, especially when our relationship is so complicated.
I chew on the bottom of my pin, as I think of how much I should write. If I wrote too much and my mom or someone found it, I would be in big trouble.
But, I want to write all my thoughts down for me to come back and read later. I look around my room and my eyes go to the loose wooden board in my floor.
I smirk and decide I'm going to write down everything I can remember.
It all started on our first summer as a family.
Mom had decided we should all go on a family vacation together. I felt odd about the decision, since dad is the one who came up with the tradition.
Since I didn't have classes over the summer and all my friends have plans; I didn't have an excuse not to go.
I sigh and scoot off the barstool.
"Whatever, you already decided my plans for the summer." I leave and head to my childhood bedroom, that mom had redecorated.
I was happy when I first saw it, then I found out that Cody helped her.
My room is beautiful, don't get me wrong. It's just...My dad helped my mom decorate my childhood room. I feel like she's trying to replace him and erase him from memory.
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She married Cody too soon, in my opinion and I don't feel right about it. And, since when did my mom like white men?
I sigh and scroll through my instagram, as I lounge on my new bed. It's very comfortable, just how I like it.
But, I'll never admit that, especially since Cody picked it.
I'm smiling at the messages from my group chat, when someone knocks on my cracked bedroom door. I look and see Cody standing there in some jeans and a polo.
"Can I come in?" He asks.
"Sure." I say and place my phone on my bed.
"What's up?" I ask.
Cody sits on the loveseat by my window and sighs.
"I just wanted to talk to you. Ask you how you feel about us all going on vacation together?" He asks and I sit up in bed.
"It doesn't matter how I feel. As long as mom is happy, it's fine."
Cody gives me a gentle smile. "It does matter what you think. I want all of us to be happy about this. Your mom wants you to be happy."
