SECOND CHANCE/ Rhea Ripley x Male OC

Why me ?

1 Month later

It's been a month since that unforgettable night on the rooftop, and things between Rhea and Jay couldn't be better. Their bond had only grown stronger as they continued to support and uplift each other through the highs and lows of their demanding lives.

Rhea was on fire, wrestling her way to the top with unmatched determination and grit. Every day, she pushed herself further, honing her craft and cementing her legacy in the ring. She had become a fan favorite—every podcast she appeared on was met with massive enthusiasm, every match drew more eyes. The fans adored her, not just for her fierce presence in the ring but for her relatable charm and down-to-earth personality outside of it. Whether it was hyping up the next big fight or having deep conversations about life, Rhea was unstoppable, always pushing forward and elevating herself with every step.

Meanwhile, Jay was doing well in his recovery. He'd been consistent with his doctor's appointments, and the results were promising. His memory, once a source of frustration and confusion, was now slowly piecing itself together. It wasn't a rapid recovery, but it wasn't slow either—just the right pace, as if life was giving him the space to ease back into his past. Bit by bit, the fog in his mind cleared, and he could remember more—important moments, little things, the details that had once felt lost to time.

His goal to drop some weight was also going better than expected. He was focused, disciplined, and it showed in his results. Not only had he trimmed down a bit, but he also felt stronger, more agile. The old confidence that came with being in peak shape was returning, and it was showing in his demeanor. His fans noticed, too.

Jay had also been more active on his streams, reconnecting with his audience. Gaming...he played for hours, sharing jokes and stories with his viewers, who loved seeing this more relaxed side of him. Whether it was sharing updates on his recovery, cracking jokes, or talking about his wrestling career, Jay was thriving, both as a gamer and as the wrestler they all knew and loved. His life felt fuller, more balanced. Everything seemed to be falling into place perfectly.

But despite how well things were going, there was always something lingering in the back of his mind. An unsettled feeling he couldn't quite shake. It wasn't enough to ruin the happiness he was experiencing, but it was there—a nagging question, an uneasiness that sometimes crept in during the quiet moments.

What could it be? He had an idea, and it was becoming harder to ignore. Something was clawing to the surface. It was just a matter of time

Tuesday

16:00 PM

Jay: Alright folks, thanks for tuning in. It was a hell of a fun time today, so yeah, hahaha. Thank you, everyone, and I'll see you later. Stay safe and don't forget to smile. Byeee!

With that, he turned the stream off and went to the kitchen to hydrate himself. He grabbed a soda from the kitchen counter and took a sip. As he was putting the bottle down, his phone rang from the living room. He walked over to pick it up.

Caller ID: Tom B

Call accepted

Jay: Yeeeah, buddy! What's up?

Aleister: Lightweight, baby! Haha.

Jay: Hahaha.

Aleister: You guys ready?