August flew by quicker than any of us could of imagined. For us it was filled with travelling, promo's, settling into the house and sadly ended with some of the worst news anyone of us at WWE could have received. As is normal for this business though, the show must go on and go on it did. September 2nd brought some Payback in the form of a premium live event at the PPG paints arena in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
We were all backstage gearing up for the PLE, Rhea and the guys warming up and me sat on a machine fixing a zip for Damian. A flushed Rhea racing over to me. "Soph? I need you a second."
"What's up Rhea? Calm it down, what can I do for you?"
"Have you got a tampon that you can give me? My make up artist needs one and I know you are more organised than me."
I picked up my bag off of the floor that Damian had treated me to when we were in London and started hunting but to no avail. "I'm really sorry but I don't seem to have any." I could feel my own confusion at the lack of sanitary products. "That's not like me." I paused and saw Rhea's face drop as I retrieved my phone and started working out dates.
"Soph? When was your last period? Why don't you have any in there when you have been using that bag for 2 months? Are you, you know?" Rhea asked the last question looking around to make sure that no one was in ear shot, making sure to lower her voice a little at the end.
"I doubt it. Probably the stress of London with David, Dylan and the house move. It'll be fine." I stopped almost trying to convince myself knowing that it could be a possibility as we had got a little carried away the night of money in the bank and a few times since. "I will nip to the pharmacy that we passed on our way in and grab a test. I will do it during Damian's match though so he won't realise I am gone, please don't tell him. Cover for me?" I could feel my eyes pleading with Rhea as I asked the question.
"Of course. Do what you need to do Soph." With that Rhea left on her search for a tampon and I continued working whilst trying not to think about the potential life forming inside of me. I hadn't had any symptoms so I wasn't too worried. I knew we wanted kids but was now really the right time?
During the match I made my way to the pharmacy and purchased a test, the woman behind the counter eyeing me suspiciously. "Are you sure that you need this my love?" I nodded, passed her the money and left without my change confused as to why I was questioned at 32 years old about a pregnancy test.
I managed to get back to the arena before the match had finished and took myself straight off to the toilets, not taking too much time to read any instructions. It was the normal pee stick, 2 lines for yes and 1 line for no. I peed and waited for 3 minutes, this wasn't my first rodeo. Dylan hadn't liked me being on birth control but always refused to use protection so although I used to get the injection without his knowledge I was always taking tests just to be sure I was never carrying the spawn of Satan.
My timer went off and I checked, 1 line. I wasn't pregnant and so I sat there and convinced myself that my missing periods were due to stress. As I sat there in the cubicle looking at the 1 line on the stick in my hands I couldn't help but feel a lump forming in my throat. After so many years with Dylan it was always a relief when it showed 1 line but this time felt different. I suppose that the saying was true, when you know you know.
I sighed to myself and fought back unexpected tears of disappointment before throwing the test and box into my bag. I didn't want to risk anyone else seeing it and word getting back to Damian. As I left the toilets and started making my way to Gorilla Rhea and the guys were already limping towards me. Damian saw me and ran ahead to meet me, embracing me with a huge grin on his face and a belt resting on each shoulder. I immediately grinned back and was shocked when he picked me up and twirled me around cheering and roaring in excitement at the newly captured gold. As he placed me down and kept me embraced I locked eyes with Rhea over his shoulder, she raised her eyebrows and I shook my head slightly to which Rhea feigned wiping her brow in relief. Again I couldn't help but feel that pit of disappointment building but I wasn't going to let anything stop me enjoying the night with Damian.
Rhea successfully defended her belt against Raquel meaning that all 4 members of the judgement day were walking out of Payback holding Gold.
After the PLE we were all back at the hotel and rather than have the early night we should have done we decided that we were all going to congregate in the bar and celebrate the wins. After all our 1 1/2 hour flights to North Carolina ready for Raw weren't until Monday morning and everyone deserves a lie in on a Sunday.
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Mija Priestess
FanfictionAn 18+ Damian Priest fanfic Shy Sophie Taylor works for the WWE behind the scenes when her best friend, Rhea, leaves her in the capable arms of Damian Priest while travelling. What's the worst that could happen?