Polyagony

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Rhea squinted in the sunlight, awoken by a startled cry from the bathroom. Before she could get her bearings, Rhea saw Cathy walking out, hair a mess and a trail of hickies covering her neck and shoulders.
"You really went to town, huh?" Cathy laughed at herself, a blush blooming on her cheeks, "I don't know what I thought was on my neck, but it scared the hell out of me for a second."
"Can you blame me?" Rhea asked, smirking at the sight of her own shirt covering the torso of her conquest, "You're delicious."

"There's a phone on the bathroom floor, by the way," Cathy mentioned after a self-satisfied giggle, "Is it yours or should I take it to the front desk?"
The memory of what Rhea had heard last night (this morning?) flooded back and a slew of emotions began bubbling beneath the surface. The monster wanted nothing more than to make an appearance early today, but Rhea had to do whatever she could to save that energy for the match tonight. Still, her heart ached. At least her girlfriend had given her a heads up about sleeping with someone new, but Dom-
Fuck. She still hadn't messaged her girlfriend about Cathy.

Rhea leapt out of bed, saying, "Phone's mine, I'll get it" as she rushed to the bathroom.
The abandoned phone was right where she had left it, and a message from her girlfriend was waiting behind the cracked screen when she picked it up:
"Good morning! I love you"
A pang of guilt struck behind Rhea's sternum as she started with the easier section of her reply:
"Morning, babe. I love you so much"
She pressed the little black heart before pausing, searching for the right words to continue the text.
Rhea inhaled deeply before typing out the rest, releasing a rapid exhale and closing her eyes before pressing send.
"Spent the night with Cathy. Going to get a match tonight against Jacy."

Waiting for a reply was torture; Rhea was already mentally beating herself up over it, especially since her girlfriend had been nothing but patient and communicative. Was Rhea taking advantage of her kindness?
Her phone lit up with her girlfriend's response:
"I thought we were telling each other before we slept with new people?"
Another large pang of guilt hit Rhea before she typed out a reply, deleted it, tried again, and ended up with:
"I'm so sorry, I didn't think. I've just been stressed lately and needed an outlet"

Exactly one second after sending the text, she typed out another:
"I'm going to make it up to you and put my all into the match tonight, I promise."

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"Mami!" Dom ran over to Rhea backstage as she was putting the final touches on her makeup before her promo, "Where've you been? I checked the hotel room-"
"Me?" Rhea's tone was icy, "Where have you been? You didn't even answer my messages. If you wanted to know where I was, you could've called."
"I lost my phone," he explained apologetically, "I tried to call it, but I think it ran out-"
"I know where your phone is," Rhea interrupted, "It's wherever JD McDonagh fucked you last night."
Dom froze.
"But- how did-?"
"Ripley?" Ava poked her head into the locker room, "You're on in three."
"We'll talk about this after the show," Rhea huffed, passing Dom without a second glance, "And stay backstage. I'm taking care of this alone."

Four minutes later, Rhea was in the ring, barking into her mic for them to cut her music so she could be heard.
"I have a score to settle," she snarled, "Jacy Jayne, get out here!"
Jacy's music blared as the tron flashed with her intro graphics and Jacy herself emerged from the gorilla. Thea trailed behind her, an unfamiliar black bag over her shoulder.
"Yes?" Jacy asked into her mic, acting clueless.
"You just can't seem to stop bothering my girlfriend," Rhea growled, "While we're at it, you're treating your so-called "best friend" like a pawn in your little game. You're shamelessly hurting innocent women and it ends now. You're so self-assured, taking advantage of anyone who won't fight back, but I doubt you would be that arrogant if you were up against Rhea. Bloody. Ripley."
The crowd began to chant, "Ma-mi! Ma-mi! Ma-mi!"

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