Rhea ripley Unfortunate Circumstances

Blind hot rage

  We argued back and forth until he decided it was enough and just stormed back inside. I didn't even get to smoke.

  I made my way back inside and went to the bathroom to look at myself. Somewhere in the argument I had started crying. A lot. My face looked gross. I just washed it with some cold water and dried it before going back to my station.  I practically ripped my jacket off when I got there and threw it on my bag sitting down in a chair pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Hey what's wrong hun?" Trish asked me. I smiled to myself. I haven't had someone concerned about me in years. When I left home I also left my friends and after that I never bothered to make them again.

  "I just got done with my yelling fight with Damien." I said, smiling at her. I sighed and got up to check the time on my phone. I have about 20 minutes to make sure I have everything I need for my first appointment.

  The first wrestler I saw was Iyo Sky a Japanese wrestler. She was a sweetheart I loved doing her makeup. Her look was very simple but they wanted her to wear contacts, which I thought was a stupid idea considering she has to go wrestle someone, but you know whatever I guess.

  My next appointment was with Seth Rollins for a small hair cut and styling. Now he was funny. He flirted with me at first but got the hint when we got into a conversation about muscles and I said women with muscles was something else and that if they wanted me to jump into bed with them I would say yes right off the bat. He gave up real quick after that and kept it respectful while still being funny.

  Between each appointment we have a 15 minute window to clean up if we need to and while I was sweeping up the hair on the floor I saw a very beautiful person walk into the studio coming up to me. It was the Australian woman who's friends with my brother. "Hey." She said to me calmly to get my attention. I nodded in acknowledgement before bending down to sweep the hair into the dust pan. "You wanna tell me about why you were screaming your head off at Priest?" She asked me crossing her arms.

  "Well if he didn't tell you then I don't think it's your business. Which it's not." I said adding a hint of sas to my statement. I heard her scoff. It was kind of childish. Like talking to a teenager.

  "Okay well whatever you said to him has had him fuming and pissed off all day. It's annoying seeing him pissed off at everything so whatever you did fix it." She said turning to walk off.

  "Uhm no." I laughed a little. "Clearly you're his friend but what happened with us isn't some high school forgive and forget shit." I took a breath think for a second before sighing. "Look if you really want him to calm down, then be his friend and go buy him some empanadas and a Mango smoothie and tell him to get over himself because he's clearly affecting the people around him." I told her.

  Damn I still remember his favorite food. Me and our mom used to make them every time he came home to visit.

  "Empanadas? And a Mango smoothie?" She asked like she never heard of the damn things.

  "Yes its his favorite food and drink now go I have work to do." I said dismissing her with a shooing hand motion. She looked at me like I was weird as hell before walking away looking confused.

  "Damn you go girl." I heard Corey say behind me. I turned around looking at him cutting some guys hair trying to hold back laughter and I raised my eyebrows at him. Daring him to say that shit again.

  "Cállate. I hope you mess up all your hair cuts and make them all look ugly." I turn around with a huff and walk to our garbage to throw away the hair. I put away the broom and closed my hands feeling the grease on them and gagged. My one downfall was having texture issues, I practically ran to the bathroom to wash my hands.