Chelsea's P.O.V.
I left my room about ten minutes ago. I decided until I feel comfortable enough to go outside I can at least make some lemonade and maybe some ice tea to go with the rest of the food that Jacob cooked. I already made pasta salad and potato salad last night. "Chelsea! Do you have any spare anxiety meds for Nova?! She just fainted due to an anxiety attack!" Rhea yells from the stairs. "In my room! Last door at the end of the hall! Go in, then go into the bathroom! We should have her emergency meds in the mirror along with smelling salts if you need them!" I yell up the stairs. 'What happened so bad that triggered her to the point she fainted?'
Rhea's P.O.V.
"Thank you!" I yell. I start running to Chelsea's room. For someone with a very peppy attitude I wasn't expecting her room to be so dark. But at the same time it fits her very well. I can just imagine her body writhing under me, the lights highlighting her muscles just so. 'Stop it Rhea! You have more important things to do right now other than lust over your friend.' I find the meds and run back to Nova's room. I put the meds in and wash them down her throat with the water, rubbing her throat like you would to get your pet to take their meds. 'Now on to Sasha.'
Sasha's P.O.V.
I start to get out of the pool because I want to go check on Nova. "OI! Blonde, Dumb and oblivious! Come with me!" Rhea calls. I walk over. "Rhea? What happen- Ouch!" I yelp. Rhea has and iron clad grip on my arm. "What's going on? Where's Nova?" I ask. "Where's Nova?! You got one hell of a nerve asking that. She just had a fucking PANIC ATTACK! Because SOMEONE yelled at her, for something which was clearly a prank...why are you self sabotaging?" Rhea raises her voice towards the end. "I'm not-" "CUT THE SHIT! We alll know that you love her. Yes, even JD!" She says. 'It's no one's business who I love. It's not like she'll ever love me back. I'm constantly fucking up. I can't seem to get out of my own way when it comes to her.'
Chelsea's P.O.V.
I start making Ice tea when Rhea storms past me to the pool. All of a sudden she's in with Sasha and kind of arguing with her. It doesn't seem to bad so i'm not stepping it. It's probably a tiny disagreement. That's normal between peers. They'll be fine. "Chels!" I hear Nova call my name. "Why are you pushing her away? Don't you like her anymore? Is that it? You found some floozy at the rehab facility, so Nova isn't good enough for you anymore?! Fuck you, Sasha," Rhea says. I know that's not the case. And I know Rhea went too far but she's only trying to protect Nova. I want to stop the fight but Nova is calling for me so I need to go and see if she's ok. I grab my cane and start to head towards the stairs. I see Nova stumble to the floor near the top step. "S-stop...Please?" She's trying to say. She's still getting her body back from passing out. I stop what I'm doing and get up the stairs as fast as possible. "What's wrong, Chica?" I ask.
Nova looks at me. "Mmm....I don't want Sasha upset....please...stop," She says. I know she knows it's not me. "She may have triggered me b-but it wasn't on purpose. She...d-doesn't...d-deserve...being berates..." She whimpers. I help her get up and then look over the railing out into the living room. "Rhea, that's not the case. Sasha triggered her on accident. Sasha has been back for mere hours," I say. Rhea keeps going. "It doesn't mean she doesn't care. She's reaclimating. She knows she's made a mistake now. She can fix it. Right not she needs to get used to things again. Lay off a little. You are also, not helping. Berating Sasha because she accidentally triggered Nova doesn't help. Go jump in the pool and calm down," I say, stern but calmly.
"LET ME TALK FOR FUCK SAKE! Just shut up! I of course still like her, but I just broke her completely for the last two months.... She even started smoking again, because of me, so forgive me if I don't straight to a relationship with her... I had time to get to grips with the equipment and other wrestlers...so don't you waltz in here and act like you know me! She doesn't even deserve me! She would be better off without me. At least Lyra never hurt her!" Sasha yells. "Goddamn! That was that worst collage of words I've ever heard. You're pathetic...if you continue like that... you will die alone and unloved. I thought from Nova's stories that I would see a strong woman...but all i see is a pathetic little bitch," Rhea says. "DEMI! ENOUGH!" I yell. I know she doesn't like when people use her real name, which means it'll get her attention. I don't want to be in the middle of this and it's not helping Nova or Sasha. Nova's hands turn to fists. "Enough," Nova says, angrily but calmly. "Someone needed to give her a reality check. Whatever," Rhea says, walking away.
Damian and Dom come running in. "What the hell is going on? Why is there yelling? Whatever this is, is between Sasha and Velasquez. Let it be between them. If anyone would be of any help it would be Chelsea. Let them figure it out, Mi Amor," Damian says, wrapping his arm around Rhea's waist. Sasha still looks like she stunned. "I gotta go," She says, running up the stairs. Probably to her room. Nova looks at Rhea. "Reality check my ass. I know you're just trying to help but at the same time you yelling at her isn't going to help shit, Rhea. You're like a sister to me but yelling at the person I love the most is taking it too far," Nova says, growling. "Come on, Mami. Let them calm down," Dom says, lacing his fingers between hers and guiding her to the pool. "Fine, I need a drink anyway," Rhea says.
I'm overwhelmed. I go up to my room and lock the door. I need a minute or a week, not sure yet. 'I think I just ruined my chance of having anything romantic happen between Damian, Dom, Rhea and I. Way to go Chels!'
Nova's P.O.V.
I'll be surprised if Sasha even wants me now. After that shit show anyway. I go to the cabinet and grab a bottle of Vodka. 'I'm just a damn monster when I fucking snap.' I get into the hot tub with the bottle and sit, soaking my tense body in the steaming water. Suddenly someone grabs the bottle from my hands.
Jacob's P.O.V.
I grab the bottle of Vodka from Nova, leaning over the side of the hot tub. "Not today. Not happening. Today is day one of getting your shit together. I only do this because I care," I say. "After that shit show, Jacob... Do you really think Sasha will want me?.." Nova asks. Poor kid. I hate seeing their spirits so low. "Have you talked to her about it? Or did you run out here? Do yourself a favor, and go talk to her," I say. I know putting it off will only put both Nova and Sasha and probably Chelsea on edge. "I'm seeing red right now. I look calm because I try to hide it... Without her, I can't calm down because I am scared to be around anyone. I'm on the edge of throwing a damn punch constantly because she's the only one that has ever been able to calm me the fuck down," She says.
"Then go to her and calm yourself down. I need to talk to Chelsea next. Where is she?" I ask Nova. "D, can you watch the grill for me?" I ask Damian. "Got it," D says. I hope they talk to Chelsea soon. Everyone seems to be in a similar but same boat and no one is willing to take the step for themselves to be fucking happy. I'm going out of my mind. I told Viv to ask Chelsea for sun care products but she's being stubborn because, 'I'm already burnt, it's not going to slow it down now, i'll just do it after.' I love her but oh my god. "Where can I even find her, Jake? She walked off after Rhea berated her," Nova says. "I could hear the yelling out here. She's just looking after you. She's probably in her room hiding like you all like to do," I say. Nova nods, getting out of the hot tub and walking back inside.
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The Heart Wants What it Wants
FanfictionA new makeup artist and she starts at Wrestlemania 40. Chelsea Thomas is WWE's newest makeup artist after one of the other artists left for a more remote job and to raise their family. What does she do to catch the eyes of 3/4's Judgment Day..? Rea...