My Ring

Buddy

Buddy's POV
   
   It was a pretty busy friday night, I walked over to the balcony off of my office. Girls dancing on top of each other, men gawking at them. I pushed back my hair, before turning my back and heading towards the massive desk I had.
  

"Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt you but Ricky is once again a no call no show." Alyssa popped her head in as I smiled at her , thanking her before she closed the door again.
   

      I took a deep breath before slamming my hand against the dark wood and walking out the door.  I made my way down to the main dance floor as I saw a few of my buddies from wrestling, and a few of my business partners. I waved at them as they held up their drinks to me. 
   

       I made my rounds, checking in on the staff , making sure that they were safe and respected before I'd go back upstairs. Just as I was about to head up, I heard a deep voice that I knew all too well. I felt every single muscle in me flex , my jaw tightened and my breathing turned ragged.  

       Spinning around I saw Ricky , holding a bottle in his hands as he looked at the crowd in front of him. I pushed through the small crowd of people, before his stupid eyes met mine. Seeing the fear become more apparent as I grabbed him by his shirt.

     "You piece of fucking shit. You think you don't have  come to work after I gave you one more chance. Huh." Throwing him against the wall, hearing the grunt coming from him. I punched him right into his jaw, watching the blood spit from his mouth.
  

"I'd stop if I was you." He mumbled under his breath as I shoved him again. "Or what Ricky. You think you can really take me. I'M THE ONLY MAN THAT WILL DESTROY YOU." I screamed in his face as he looked at me with a menacing smirk.
  

 "You hurt me , I hurt that precious Carbon Jade." He spat at me, laughing loudly as I took a step back. "What the fuck did you say." I asked him, cocking my brow at him. " You think you're all big and bad. Big Buddy Matthew." 

   I rolled my eyes, seeing that he was extremely drunk at this point. He laughed harder as I continued to eye him down. "You are nothing but a loser. I have the high ground here. You lay another hand on me , I'll make sure that girl won't be breathing by noon tomorrow." He went to walk away but I grabbed him again, slamming him hard into the wall.
  

"What the hell are you talking about Ricky?" I yelled as he laughed again. "You know that little dime piece that came in last time. With purple hair , she was with that goth muscle chick ." I nodded , tightening my grip around his shirt as I pressed him even further into the wall. " What the hell did you do."

He snickered, as I put the pieces together. I slammed him hard into the wall, then kicking his feet out from underneath him. I climbed on top of him , quickly taking control of the fight as I laid punch after punch into him. I watched as he gave up and I was pulled off of him by my guys. "Take him upstairs to my office, he doesn't leave . Someone give me their phone, I have to call someone."

  ~Early that week ~
  

Rheas POV

      "Baby, it's time to wake up!" I heard someone yelling from the hallway as I rolled over. "Demi , come on we're going to be late let's go." This time I was fully awakened by the sound of pounding on my bedroom door. To then having it flung open, hearing the voice that I have been getting annoyed of. "What the fuck do you want now jazz?" I groaned, rolling on my back as I looked at her standing in the doorway.

    "Demi come on we have to meet with the realtor to have the paperwork completed." I looked at her with confusion laced on my face. "What the hell are you talking about? I never told you I'd buy a house with you , let alone live with you again." Rolling my eyes as she stomped her foot.
  
   "Demi, I told you. That you are taking ownership of what's rightfully yours baby." Holding her hands up as if she was referencing this house. "This is Krystal's house, which YOU aren't welcomed in. So leave , and how the fuck did you even get in?" I sat up this time, really showing the disinterest I have in this conversation.