Secrets & Lies // R. Reigns

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Analise | 2:14 pm

I closed my apartment door and set my purse on the counter. I felt my phone begin to vibrate in my back pocket. I fished it out and answered it.

Me: This is Analise.

I heard a laugh and instantly knew it was my cousin Pamela, and just hearing her laugh put an instant smile on my face.

Pamela: Your always so proper.

Me: Oh shut up.

She giggled again which made me laugh. Pamela was never the one who could contain her laugh.

Pamela: So what's up?

Me: Just got back from class.

Pamela: Oh yeah I forgot you were in college. So how is it?

Me: It's good, I guess. Kinda hard and I need a break.

Pamela: I think I might just have a solution for that.

I threw some popcorn chicken in the oven and grabbed a fruit punch soda before plopping down on my black couch.

Me: Oh yeah? What's that?

Pamela: Well as you know Im a wrestler-

Me: Diva.

Pamela: Shut up.

I laughed and let her continue.

Pamela: Anyways but yeah, we are heading to Chicago this Thursday, and since I know your slow self cant count, that's two days.

Yes, my cousin is the WWE Diva Bayley. Bayley may seem like a hugger but behind closed doors, she just loves to insult and bully me. (insert tear drop)

Me: I can count stupid.

She laughed and continued speaking.

Pamela: I want you to come see me on Thursday. I have a big match that night.

Me: I cant. I have no money to buy a ticket. I just spent out to get more dumb books.

Pamela: Your my cousin, you'll get in free.

Me: Oh okay then. What about food, you know Im a fat ass.

Pamela: We can grab something small before the show and afterwards we can go out to eat.

Me: Oh. Okay. Sounds awesome.

Pamela: So you'll go?

Me: Yeah sure but how will I get in?

Pamela: We'll discuss that Thursday. I gotta go. I'll text you later. Love you.

Me: Okay, love you too.

We said our goodbyes and hung up.

Out of Pamela's 9 years of wrestling, I've only ever been to about fifteen matches, probably less than that. Its either I couldn't get there. I didnt have the money or I was mad at her.

I'll be honest, when Pamela started wrestling, I was mad at her for about three years for it. Pamela was and always will be my favorite cousin so when she left to go wrestle, I was mad, sad and angry. I thought Pamela would've forgotten about me. Then I knew how dangerous wrestling was and I honestly thought she was going to die in it.

I jumped out of my thoughts when I saw smoke coming from the oven.

Me: Shit.

I jumped up and grabbed the burnt/nearly on fire chicken out of the oven.

Me: Yep, Chinese it is.

I groaned and headed back to the couch.

Roman | 4:56 pm

I tiredly rolled out the ring with my title and headed back up the ramp with Seth.

Seth: Asshole fucking popped my shoulder out.

We just wrestled the Usos and Jimmy had popped Seth's shoulder out of socket by accident and ever since then Seth's been bitching.

Me: I know, I popped it back in, remember?

Seth: Oh yeah. That's right.

I rolled my eyes and ran a hand through my sweaty, wet hair.

Seth: Oh shit there's Bayley.

Me: Okay? Go talk to her.

Seth could never shut up about Bayley. I think he has a "little" crush on her. Nah his crush is huge.

Seth: She's on the phone idiot.

Me: Go wait to talk to her then idiot.

Seth: N-

I cut him off by shoving him towatds Bayley which got her attention since he went about halfway towards her.

Bayley: We'll discuss that Thursday. I gotta go. I'll text you later. Love you.

She hung up and slipped her phone into the pocket of her colorful jacket.

Bayley: Can I help you?

Me: Actually, Seth wanted to talk to you.

Seth looked back at me and was red in the face. I gave him a grin and continued my walk to the locker room. I went in and over to my locker where Dean was since his was beside mine.

Dean: Where's Rollins.

Me: With Bayley.

Seth: Ooh.

He began to wiggle his eyebrows making me shake my head at his childishness.

Me: Shut up.

Dean: Ah c'mon. Dont you ship them.

Me: You sound so gay.

He straight face me making me chuckle.

Dean: Just rude.

He then walked out the locker room.

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