WWE One Shots

56. Montez Ford- Unforeseen Consequences

Montez Ford was riding high. As one half of The Street Profits, he had captured the hearts of WWE fans with his charisma, athleticism, and infectious energy. The cheers from the crowd were his fuel, the spotlight his comfort zone. Yet, beneath the glitz and glamor of his WWE persona, Montez Ford was just a man with desires, mistakes, and, as he would soon learn, consequences.

Layla never intended to get entangled with a WWE superstar. She was a fan, yes, but not a fanatic. One night, backstage after a particularly electrifying show, their paths crossed. Montez, with his easy charm and dazzling smile, was irresistible. Layla, captivated by the moment, let herself fall into his orbit. It was supposed to be a one-time thing, a fleeting encounter fueled by mutual attraction and the excitement of the night.

But life had other plans. A few weeks later, Layla found herself staring at a pregnancy test, the positive result glaring back at her. Panic set in. How was she going to tell Montez? Would he even believe her? Their night together had been impulsive, careless, and now she was left to deal with the aftermath alone.

Layla's mind raced as she contemplated her next move. She knew Montez was on the road constantly, his schedule grueling. Finding a moment to talk to him seemed impossible, but she had to try. After a particularly exhausting show, she waited for him outside the arena, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Montez, can we talk?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Montez turned, his smile fading as he saw the seriousness in her eyes. "What's up, Layla? Everything okay?"

She took a deep breath, the words catching in her throat. "I'm pregnant, Montez. It's yours."

Silence. Montez stared at her, disbelief etched across his face. He shook his head, stepping back. "No, no way. This can't be happening. You're lying."

Layla's heart shattered. She had feared this reaction, but hearing the words still hurt. "I'm not lying, Montez. I wouldn't joke about something like this."

Montez's eyes hardened, the warmth and charm replaced by cold detachment. "I don't believe you. You're trying to trap me or something. This isn't my problem."

Tears welled up in Layla's eyes as she watched Montez turn his back on her. She felt utterly abandoned. Desperation clawed at her as she considered her options. There was only one person she could turn to now.

Karrion Kross, her older brother, had always been her protector. As a WWE superstar himself, he understood the lifestyle, the pressures, and the challenges. But more importantly, he loved his sister fiercely and would do anything for her. When Layla showed up at his doorstep, tears streaming down her face, Karrion knew something was terribly wrong.

"Layla, what happened?" he asked, his voice gentle yet concerned.

She broke down, spilling the entire story. Karrion listened, his expression darkening with each word. By the time she finished, his protective instincts had kicked into overdrive.

"Montez did this to you? And he denied it?" Karrion's voice was a dangerous growl. "He's not getting away with this."

Despite Layla's protests, Karrion stormed out, determined to confront Montez. He found him backstage at a WWE event, tension radiating off him.

"Ford!" Karrion's voice boomed through the locker room, causing everyone to turn. Montez looked up, surprise and then irritation flashing across his face.

"What do you want, Kross?" Montez replied, trying to sound nonchalant but failing to mask his unease.

"You know damn well what I want," Karrion snarled. "How dare you deny my sister? How dare you turn your back on her when she needs you the most?"