Most mornings where I lived were supposed to be quiet. 'Small community apartment block' the listing said, on a quiet street in a quiet neighbourhood. Obviously the realtor hadn't met the woman I was moving in with.
Either way, most mornings I was awoken by a loud noise, whether it be my alarm or more commonly my roommate Liv.
It's not that I don't like her, but yelling, 'MARILYN! I'm home!' At 5 am on a Thursday it has taken some getting used to. Bashing through the door and using my full name, really does wonders for someone who isn't a morning person.
But Liv's frequent comings and goings did not bother me. Not. One. Bit.
Of course as a recording artist, I loved the peace and quiet, nothing but singing, dancing, dread, and music filled the apartment. I could just sit huddled up in my room with a blanket and a notepad, where I could write down all my lyrics while staring wistfully out a window pretending I'm in a music video. Ahhhh the serenity.
I have only lived with Liv for two or three months, but she talks as if we'd been friends for decades. Liv was so kind to me when I moved in, I could tell that she recognised me but she didn't say.
After my tour I ran away. 'Change of scenery' or 'Inspiration break' I called it. Liv being Liv though, I spilled my guts to her that same night I moved in, no need for an NDA when you're talking to someone who knows the lack of privacy that comes with being in the public eye. But it's not like my ex-relationship was just for the media, I thought she truly loved me.
Moving out of her place in Nashville really woke me up. I'd been so sheltered in our apartment, drivers, PAs, I forgot what it was like to be independent. I loved my life, I still love my life. But something always feels like it's missing.
I used to spend all my time at Liv's trying to write everything holed up in our living room. I was lonely while Liv was at work but it worked I guess. I wrote a song or two, mean ones. If you read them you'd just assume I'd have some sort of teenage angst left over.
So eventually Liv forced me to come to her work when it was close. I was familiar with the atmosphere, techies running in every direction, performers hyping themselves up and the constant buzz of fans, desperate to see their idols on stage.
I looked around at everyone and thought 'holy shit I missed this!'. It was insane being backstage at RAW. I grew up watching WWE with my brother, but moving in with Liv, I was thrust back into the universe and all the storylines.
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"Wait, so explain it to me again?" I asked with incredible amounts of confusion, Liv's eyes were glued to our television, the bright purple lights reflected on her glasses,
Pointing to the TV Liv begins to retell the storyline, again.
"So my ex-tag teammate, Rhea, turned on me to join these guys here, that's Damian, Dom Dom, and Finn, obviously you already know them" we had met briefly the first time I went to raw with Liv and became friends, I got along with them okay despite the age gap, Dom was the same age as me but he's such a child.
"-And like then I had Raquel but then, I got injured falling up the stairs so they had to write me out using Rhea." She stated
"Hold up, you got injured falling up?"
"Long story. Anyway so after she broke my arm with a chair-"
"What?!"
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Yeah I still don't get it.
I mean I know the stuff from recent times, Liv was having some kind of affair with Dominik while his 'mami' was away. Weird nickname if you ask me but I'm not against it.
Today I had my usual routine, I woke up and went on a run and got coffee for liv and I. Surprisingly, when liv returned to wwe, she became friends with the Judgement day so of course three of them were sitting at my dining table when i got back.
When I walked through the door, Finn, Damian, and Dom Doms' eyes locked on me. Dom's face lit up at the sight of me.
"Hey marnie!" he said. The three boys were simply sitting down, no drink or food, just sitting there awkwardly. I was beginning to think that my roommate didn't know how to treat guests, or had suddenly disappeared.
I sat our coffees on the edge of the table while I took my shoes off. "Hey guys, how are you? What are you doing here, and what have you done with my roommate?" I asked, the boys looked around umming and ahhing at each other, they were no help.
"Hey, can't a couple guys come see their favourite two girls?" Finn said with his arms in the air.
"No, that's kinda creepy," Our flat was oddly quiet, no sign of liv i guess. I just leave her coffee in the microwave for later. "Can I get you anything? Water? Tea?" I offered.
A cacophony of 'Coffee pleases' came from the boys, but obviously I was not going back to the coffee house and we never had instant coffee in the flat. I'm very... picky about my coffee.
"Nope, if you want coffee you can go get it for yourselves." I remarked, I walked into our kitchen, "By the way, where's my roommate?"
I heard a voice yell from her bedroom "I'm coming!" followed by a giggle from dom and a slap on the wrist.
Liv ran into the room breathless and she had a massive grin on her face. Her excitement caught me off guard, of course, Liv is always bubbly, just not this early in the morning...
"You alright?
Liv turned to the boys with a questioning look, "Oh my gods please don't tell me you already told her?" huh? "We promised that we'd tell her together!"
"Tell me what?'' I asked, they were being really weird. I have no idea what on earth they would be telling me, I was thinking that i missed someone's birthday or something.
Before sitting down next to dom liv grabbed her coffee and told me to sit across from her.
"So..." I started, "are you going to tell me something now?" I asked. I shifted in my seat, the boys and liv all shared a confusing look. "Oh my god just tell me already!"
"Okay!' liv squealed, taking a sip for her coffee, she prepared for her announcement, "So i talked to my boss at raw last week and he said he really liked you, and i was like 'omg you should come on tour!' and he was like 'omg totally' so basically you're coming on tour with us!"
"Liv what?" what?
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DISCLAIMER this chapter and most of the chapters have not been proofread because i don't think that my friends would appreciate Rhea Ripley fanfiction lol.
Authors note, how are we feeling? I'm not too sure about my writing but I hope you guys at least like the plot! Any constructive criticism is welcome, and i mean hard on content and soft on people (im fragile),
Thanks Mosherz!
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