When Jon Met Mariah

2. 3 Years Ago

(Mariah's POV)

I sat in the ring in my gear and watched people as they made their ways to their seats and talk to some of the wrestlers.

"Boo!"

I jumped as I turned to see my close friend Sami laugh at me.

"What the heck is wrong with you jackweed?" I pushed him.

"I'm sorry." He said through his laughter.

I began to laugh with him.

"Now why are you sitting here by yourself? All the guys are outside." He asked pointing out towards the back, where some of the guys would hang out before and after the shows.

I shrugged, "I like sitting here it's peaceful."

He laughed, "Your such a fucking weirdo."

"Fuck you." I laughed giving him another push.

"So I'm throwing a small party later at my place. All the guys are coming and I want you to come too." He said.

"I don't know, Sami." I said shaking my head.

I'm not really a big party person, mostly because I'm hella awkward in those situations.

"Please. Mariah Please." He begged.

I looked at him, as he sold his best smile.

"It'll be fun." He said in singsong.

I sighed, "Fine."

"Yes! I'll see you at eight." He pointed at me and got out of the ring.

(Later that Night)

I finished my match which was brutal. I was up against Danny Havoc in a hardcore match, and he picked me over his shoulder and slammed me down on a sheet of glass. I had landed on my back, but somehow I got cut right above my eyebrow. I was so thankful I didn't cut my eye, that would've sucked... the cut was more like a huge gash, because the blood just spood out.

But now I was backstage getting my cut checked out. Sami was wiping my face off with a cloth, and one of the guys was wrapping tape over it.

"Yeah you're definitely going to need some stitches." DJ said.

"Dang it, my insurance is shit." I replied bummed that i have to go to the hospital now.

"Come one lets go get your face fixed." Sami said helping me up.

We drove to the nearest hospital, and I ended up getting eight stitches.

"You look like shit." Sami chuckled as we made our back to his car.

"Still better than you though." I replied.

He cooed.

We got in the car and I put my seatbelt on.

"You still coming tonight." He asked.

"Will there be alcohol?" I asked.

"Of course." He replied.

"Than yeah."

We pulled up to his driveway, and went inside his house. Shortly after a few people started showing up, and then a hour later there was a bunch of people.

I stayed near the drinks, so I didn't have to walk through people just to get what I came here for.

At this point I was fairly tipsy, okay I was a lot tipsy...

Everything became blurry and I became bubbly, I stared having conversations with people I've never even met. There was this one guy which dirty blonde hair who would glance at me once in while and when I caught him in the act, he blushed.