How Everything Changed (Book 4)

Chapter 45

*Ryah*

I got up the next morning when there was a knock at my door. Taking one quick look in the mirror to run my hand through my nappy hair, I opened the door to see that there was a package in front of the door.The package was addressed to Jeff. I guess he figured that I was staying with him.  Next to the package, I saw that there was a note.

I wouldn't open this until Wednesday night ;)

-Ethan

What did that mean? What if there was some demeaning thing in there like had been doing for the last few days? That wouldn't be shocking at this point. Taking the package inside, I knocked on the adjoining door. "Package!" I said, dropping the light box on the door. I dropped back on the bed, intending on going back to sleep, the baby kicking against my stomach, but as soon as I drifted off, I felt a shaking against my body. I shot up to see Jeff standing there. He had a dissatisfying look on his face. I was about to ask him what was wrong, that is until I saw what he was wearing.

Jeff was wearing this suit, and on this suit, had EC3's fucking ugly ass face all over it. I tried to hold back a snigger, but eventually started giggling. He rolled his eyes at me and handed me a note.

"Another note, Jeff?" He nodded and I read it.

But! If you did open it before Wednesday, this is a suit that you have to wear out and about starting next week. I imagine you will look great in it! Have a good day!

-Ethan

"How much more is he gonna do?!" Jeff yelled, walking back into his room and slamming his door shut. I really felt bad for him that he had to endure all of this. Suddenly I had an idea. I ran to my suitcase and dug through the fabric until I found a skinny black dress that I bought when I was out one day. I then called someone that I hadn't gotten in contact with since I was in my 20's.

"Hello?"

"Hey, It's Ryah Hemmons...I need a favor."

*Later*

"...You want me to do what?!"

We were standing in Ethan's locker room, going over what we were to do in Ethan's match tonight...Ethan's match...against Morgan. He rolled his eyes at me. "I said, I want you to slap her towards the end of the match, when she's the most tired. I'd ask Jeffrey to do it, but according to you, even if he's under my control, I still cannot tell him to hit a woman."

"That's fine, Ethan," I said, glaring at him. "I'd rather hit Morgan and have her hate me more than she already does, then to have Jeff do it."

"Great, now let's go!" He walked out with me, Jeff, and Tyrus following. We were met with boos the second we walked out on the ramp. I knew I was used to this, as were Tyrus and Ethan, but Jeff was only a heel for 5 months and that was 5 years ago. It had to have made him uncomfortable to have people--his fans--boo him.

"Ohhhh, Morgannnn!" Ethan shouted into the microphone, immediately snapping me out of my thoughts."I know you're back there, so get your ass out here...NOW!" We waited for a few seconds before Ethan shouted again. "Get your ass out here here, right now, Morgan, or I swear, Imma have Jeff come back there and find you and drag you out here, and trust me, it wont be pretty." If I hadn't stated it before, lemme state it now, he is annoying!

The lights shut out and music started as Morgan walked out onto the ramp. The spotlight hit her as the fans cheered her. "Shut her damn music off!" Ethan said, and her music stopped suddenly, and the lights cut back on. "Morgan, your match tonight, is to face...MEEEE!!!" Ethan said, pointing at himself and holding onto the top rope. Morgan didn't look too fazed at having to face him, but PJ's theme went off and he and Matt walked out. Oh, god, Jarrett was gonna be pissed at this, as was Dixie, but I really wasn't surprised. It wasn't a secret that PJ and Morgan were a thing, and nobody was gonna do anything about it.