✧[𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙 𝐸𝑦𝑒𝑠 | 𝐽ℎ𝑒𝑎]✧

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・┆✦ʚ❀ɞ✦ ┆・

𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟷𝚜𝚝 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺

❀˖°Jey's Pov°˖❀

I was told I had a match with Bron a few hours ago; this man is getting on my nerves. He really can't accept that his ego was hurt after he lost to me; he needs to learn how to actually act like a man and not throw tantrums like a baby to get what he wants.

I was currently in my ring gear; I would be on in ten minutes. While doing so, I had a feeling—a feeling that things wouldn't go my way. I played with fire when I had gone to Smackdown last Friday and confronted Solo and the three others that we never wanted to join the Bloodline. I just knew something was up.

I hadn't talked to Rhea yet. I've been trying to find her, but everywhere I went, I couldn't find her. I didn't bother to text her since I felt it would've been better to talk to her in person. I had asked Damian to tell her I needed to talk to her; he said he would, but that was an hour ago. I needed her luck for tonight. I knew she was here, I saw her beat the shit out of Liv, Raquel, and Dominik.

I started to get more nervous; I wasn't able to stand still. I pulled out my phone and started trying to distract myself, but all I could think about was my match and all the things that could go wrong.

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

♱˖°Rhea's Pov°˖♱

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

I was stuck in the room Damian and I shared, and even though I was able to put up a front on camera and act like I didn't give a shit about what I did, I still felt hurt. It only now hit me that I was fighting a few of the most important people who were once in my life, and I don't let people in that easily. The ambush that I did on Liv, Dom, and Raquel was painful, mentally and physically. Liv had kneed me right by my eye, and shit hurts like hell. If I told Damian, he would say that I should go to medical right now, but I doubt it's anything important.

I eventually heard knocking on the door. I quickly wiped the few tears that I allowed myself to shed and opened the door.

"What're doing? Jey's been looking for you," Damian said. I don't think he noticed my state of distress.

"Why is he looking for me?" I questioned.

"He has a match in a few minutes. I would've gotten here earlier, but I was stuck filming stuff for tonight," he said softly.

"Oh shit, fuck! I was so tied up in my life that I forgot he had a match tonight!" I exclaimed, "I'll be right back!"

I rushed past Damian and started heading to the Gorilla; he had to be there.

Once I walked inside, he was standing right there in front of me. I could tell by his stance that he was nervous about his match.

"Hey," I said, walking up to him out of breath.

"Girl, where were you? I was looking for you everywhere!" He said relieved at the sight of me.

"Sorry, I was so caught up in my life after I attacked those three losers," I scoffed. "We can talk about that later, but I'm here now. Good luck!" I shifted my mood and showed an honest smile.

He smiled back, and I gave him a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek seconds before his music played. He stood still, stunned for a second. A smirk was plastered on his face before realizing he had to get out for his match. I gave him a quick wave and watched as he walked out of the Gorilla with confidence.