WWE One Shots 2

Jey Uso for Lovemonkey97

Ever since FCW there has always been somehow one man that never managed to leave my life, who has joined me everyday in my journey ever since, a true friend, but there was only one issue with Jey, I was head over heels in love with him. Whilst that may sound romantic and cute for most people when he's already got a girlfriend in Takecia, your whole world gets turned upside down.

Life on the road is a struggle no matter what your story, I had learnt that the hard way. I was constantly in the locker room by myself, just like tonight. I scrolled through my phone at my different social medias when I heard a knock at the door. "Come in," I said to them. I watched the handle drop and the door slowly open, then saw Jey peeking round the corner. "Hey," I smiled, standing up to greet him.

"Oh good you're by yourself." I looked at him in confusion, shutting the door behind him. I didn't say anything, just raised an eyebrow at him to continue speaking. "I'm just feeling a bit lonely right now, with Takecia not being on the road this time, I could really use a friend." A friend? The constant second best choice to Jey was me, his friend.

"Well, what do you want to do?" I asked, placing my phone back in my jacket pocket.

"This." He lent forwards cupping my cheeks, leaning in and kissing me. I immediately kissed back not even thinking of the consequences, the feeling of Jey's lips on mine being enough for me to carry on the kiss. I could only let the kiss carry on for so long until my conscious made me pull away. Jey wiped his lips as I tried to catch my breath.

"What was that for?" I questioned. If things weren't up in the air already with my feelings, they sure were now. Jey shrugged his shoulders, and lent back in to kiss me again. I couldn't resist as his hands wandered down my body, reaching the hem of my shirt. We both stood up, walking in sync over to the door, neither of us breaking the kiss. I turned the lock, fiddling with the bottom of his shirt, slowly raising it over his head and running my hands down his abdominals.

I jolted up in my hotel bed panting for breath in an attempt to stop the dream, or even the nightmare. I looked over at the clock on the bed side to see it was already nine in the morning. I raised my arm out of the duvet only to see I wasn't wearing anything on my upper body. I sighed realising it must have been a warm night when I felt something stirring beside me. I looked down and saw Jey's figure turning around, watching him rub his eyes and opening them. I smiled down at him, only for his eyes to widen in shock. "Morning," I grinned, placing my hand on his chest, only for him to remove it.

"Arica, I'm so sorry, this was a mistake, please don't tell Takecia." I laughed in disbelief as he got out of the bed, picking up his shirt and throwing it over his head, then putting his trousers on, quickly doing his belt up and shooting out of the room. I fell back onto the pillow, running my hands through my hair. How could I be so stupid to even think there would be a glimmer of hope that Jey might actually like me?

After that night me and Jey had limited communication, in fact the most we'd communicate would be the odd glance around at work, when he didn't try to sprint off in the opposite direction to avoid me. I was on the way home taking a rare break from being on the road something I so desperately needed. I pulled up outside the door, grabbing the pile of mail that had fallen through the post box when a golden envelope caught my eye. I grabbed it first, opening it up, pulling out a small card, decorated with a golden border. I read the top of the page to see I had been invited to a wedding. I carried on reading when the two names on the paper broke my heart. Jey and Takecia. How could he have the nerve? I considered ripping it up straight away but maybe it might be fun attending the wedding.

I spent the rest of the week off thinking about Jey, the things we had done, and now the new things he was moving onto. As we all regrouped back at the arena it became apparent to me that the whole roster had been invited, which quite frankly only made me feel worse. I thought I still held a special place in his heart to deserve an invite, but in fact I was just a name on his list of colleagues. I walked through the catering hall to see Takecia was back on the road with us, just to kick me in the teeth even more. Jimmy waved over at me and sighed, he knew all about my feelings for Jey, my only other real friend in this company, the only other person I told everything to, well except for that unfortunate night.

It wasn't long until the wedding came around, as I practiced my fake smile for the occasion for months beforehand. I sat at the end of one of the rows at the church, watching on as Jey kissed Takecia just as she stepped up to the alter. My hands were shaking with nerves and panic as Jey pulled out his piece of paper. "I love you," he smiled over at her, as everything quickly became to much. I picked up my bag, and ran out of the church, hopeful that no one would notice.

Jey's POV

I looked up only to see that it was Arica who had run away. I could feel Takecia's stare on me to continue, but I couldn't leave her outside, especially knowing I was the one that caused her pain. I pulled the boys up with me as we all ran out of the church looking around for Takecia. I stayed close around the flowers as we all spread out.

"Bro I can't see her."

"I think she's gone."

"Not round here." I sighed seating down on a bench knowing I had ruined our friendship, this was her way of getting back at me. "I'm sure she's not gone far," Roman told me placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"Maybe you should get back inside, Takecia might be worried." Dwayne pulled me up, then walked me back into the church, apologising to all our guests.

I never considered Arica to be spiteful but karma had me good. All I wanted was to speak to her and understand her feelings, but for weeks she never showed up at work. I began to worry about her, blowing up her phone in hope, but still nothing.

It got to a point where I gave up. I had given up walking around the arenas in a hope I would see her around the corner. "So, the tag team match tonight, you excited?" I looked over at Jimmy who walked besides me. I carried on typing on the phone when I felt him tap my shoulder. "Look." I looked up to see Arica sat down on one of the chairs. Jimmy pushed me forwards in the back. I took a deep breath and walked over.

"Arica?" She looked up, her smile gone, her hair cut short, her eyes not as bright as they once were, it hurt so much, but that hurt I felt made everything fall into place. It was her, it had been all these years, I had completely kidded myself for so long. "It's good to see you." She smiled over at me, standing up and wrapping her arms tightly around me. "I'm so sorry." I whispered into her ear. "I made a huge mistake marrying Takecia." She pulled away.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I hated not being able to talk to you and see you, and now you're here I know now it is you. It always has been, it always will be." She smiled softly, removing her arms from around my neck. I placed my hands on her hips, slowly leaning in and kissing her passionately.

"I'm so happy to hear you say that," she whispered breaking the kiss.

"Me too." I replied, picking her up in the air and twirling her around, embracing the feeling of finally having her in my arms.