A promising young athlete who excelled in her time in NXT must now journey toward a whole new field of battle, the land of All Elite Wrestling. Following many of her mentors and accompanied by many of her friends, how will this young rising star fai...
A/N: The lion is going to make sense later in the story I hope y'all love it. It is also a long chapter as well. without further ado enjoy and let me know what u guys think, please.
Mystery p.o.v:
I was sitting on my living room couch with my long-term lover as we watched Dynamite. I am somewhat of a wrestling fan, but I mostly watch it for someone specific.
Anyway, as I was watching, I grew incredibly displeased and enraged to see Racheal make her debut, nearly throwing my drink at the TV. If I wasn't sitting next to my man at the time, I likely would have too.
The reason why? Because I know what this means now that she's here, now that she's back with him....
Racheal's p.o.v:
Once we arrived home, we pulled up to the front gate and I saw Chris take in the beautiful sight of our parent's home.
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Ben then pulled out the button to the gate and the garage, opening both simultaneously. We then pull in and park our bikes in the garage. I reluctantly separated myself from Chris as I got off, immediately missing the feeling of being against him.
"I've missed these rides with you," he confessed to me.
I grew thankful for the fact I still had the helmet on so he couldn't see me blush.
"Me too," I smiled.
He started taking off his helmet. I stopped him.
"Let me help take it off," I suggested. "I can make sure nothing got stuck and fix your hair."
"I think I can take it off by myself; but if you want, you can help me fix my hair afterward" he replied.
His eyes seemed to shine. He takes off the helmet carefully, making sure nothing gets caught. His hair was a little messed up from it though.
I giggled at the sight.
"Oh, you think this is funny?" He raised an eyebrow raised.
"Well, it is pretty adorable, and a rather fitting look for you actually," I grinned.
"Ok now, let's see if you look any better," he retorted playfully.
"Mmm," I cutely replied with a shrug before removing my own helmet, carefully ensuring nothing got caught as well.
Chris laughed once he saw the shape of my hair, which the shower I had not long ago did not help with now that it's been in a helmet.
"You're a real mop-head yourself," he joked, earning a stink eye and tongue sticking out from me.
He laughs as I quickly fix my hair a bit before fixing his. I hear Bubba snicker while removing his helmet.
