My Ring

That was Hot

Rheas POV.
   I watched Krystal melt next to me as I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to our locker room. We rushed in as the guys and Jazz were sitting there. "Hey kangaroo!! we're all going out you coming. You can bring her if you want." I scoffed , grabbing my things and then taking Krystal's bags out of her hand. "No thanks. I have better things planned than getting drunk. I have to go to let our dogs out and move some of my things over to Krystals house." I saw the smirk on Doms face grow wide and the look of pure anger on Jazmins face. I knew that I playing a very dangerous game with her but my future with K is far more important than the lies I know she will spread and already is spreading. I know Jazz is already starting shit with K and its kills me that K would rather run to Dom than to me. "So youre gonna chose her over your friends, including your best friend." Jazz cocked her  eyebrow at me, crossing her arm. I knew that look all too well, the 'you better come or else.'  I looked over at K and then at Dom. " I don't see Dom nor my Girlfriend coming so, Yeah i'm going home." I grabbed my bag and then grabbing Krystals, walking out the door, with K holding onto my bicep. " Demi are you serious right now!" I laughed which only made her more upset  but I didn't care, I had plans with K. 

    I heard Krystal laughing as well while she squeezed my arm tightly. "Are we going to my house or yours?" I threw our bags in my truck before turning towards her and opening her door. " Were going to our house sweetheart." The expression on her face was priceless, her eyes popped and her mouth slightly dropped. " Our House?" I nodded my head at her, motioning her to jump in my truck. I shut the door and ran right into the devil herself. " What do you want Jazz, I have to go." She placed her hands on her hips , rolling her eyes. " You're on thin Ice Demi, Remember what I told you earlier. It would be a real shame for her to find out about.." I quickly snapped on her as I got inches from her face. " You keep his name out of your mouth. You know that's not what happened, you just want be play the victim." 

   Jazz laughed, poking my vien in my neck, I shoved her hand away from me. " Damn you look fucking hot like this. Come on, let's go back to my locker room. I know you miss me in bed." she reached her hand out to grab my arm but I pushed her back slightly. "I dont miss you in bed. And to be honest with you, Krystal is SO much better than you ever been.  She's such a good girl for PAP"  I felt a sharp sting across my face, seeing Jazmin enraged at my comment. "You messed with the wrong Bitch Rhea." I smirked not letting her see the slight fear in my eyes as I heard Krystal storming out of my truck. " ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME YOU FUCKING LITTLE-" I quickly grabbed her lifting her close to me as I turned my back to jazmin. " Dems put me down, Put me down right now." I made my way back in the truck, putting her back in her seat and locking the doors until I got in. 

     The whole ride home was nothing but silence and tenison. " You should of let me hit her." I laughed, which caused me to feel relaxed knowing that K wasn't mad at me. "Sweet heart, if you hit her that would of brought nothing but trouble with her. She is not a person I want you to keep egging on." turning down her street, I looked over at her slightly. " I honestly don't care anymore. She hit you and that's not okay. Besides she's the person I'm fighting in the last moments of the Rumble. Triple H told me tonight, I even tried to ask him to switch people." I opened the garage door, pulling into my spot and then shutting off my truck. " What do you mean you'll be fight Jazz, What happened with Becky?" I looked at her with confusion present on my face.  Still sitting in the truck,  we both turning towards each other. "Since you got injured, and you're champ. They pulled Becky because you andher have made a storyline already and shes a "Easier" match for you.  So they put her in beckys spot. I tried to tell him that her and I don't get along and it won't end well. " I leaned back further in my seat, taking in what she told me as she fiddled with her hoodie drawstrings.