STONER GIRLS NEED LOVE TOO! [An Impact Wrestling Fan Fiction]

T H I R T E E N

A/N: theres no covid 19 in my story's universe, thats why theyre not social distancing

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My phone goes off and I see a message from Trey. 

I get up from Ace's bed and starts throwing on my clothes. 

"Where you going?" The guy with the dyed hair asked.

"Trey wants me to meet him at the venue."

"Why? You dont even have a match."

I just shrug and put on my jeans.

"Wheres my shirt?" I ask.

"I dont know, you should stay, you cant go out without a shirt." 

I ignore him and pull the sheets off the bed, finding my shirt.

I put on my shirt and go into the bathroom to fix myself up.

I walk out the bathroom and collect my things.

"I'll see you later, ok?" I tell Ace before giving his lips a small kiss.

He just gave me a grunt in respond. 

I make my way to where Impact is getting taped and find Trey coming out of the Men's Locker Room.

"Hey, where you been?" Trey asks.

"Um, just recording some music." I lie.

"Really? Is that why I dont see you anymore? It's like youre never around."

"I'm sorry, I'll try to be around more. It's just... Never mind." I cut myself off, i dont usually like to talk about deep feelings. I feel like the guys dont really want me around, i feel like the fourth wheel, just useless. I dont really bring anything to the table, Im not asking to become a Rascal but i feel like the Ringo of the group. Wentz, Dez, and Trey were amazing guys on top of being amazing wrestlers. While, I'm just Mel. 

"What? Tell me."

"It's nothing."

"Youre lucky, its time for my match. We'll talk about this later, come to the ring with me."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, come on."

"I dont know, i dont--"

"Nah stop with the fake humble speech, youre coming."

"Im not even dressed for the cameras."

Trey looks at my clothing then looks up at me again. 

"Youre fine, now come on."

"Fine."

Trey makes his way to the ring and i follow right behind, smiling and pointing to him.

Trey gets into the ring annd i stand ringside cheering him on.

"Lets go Trey, lets go!" I clapped twice.

"Lets go Trey, lets go!" I clapped again.

"Lets go Trey, lets go!" I repeated myself.

His opponent yells at me to shut up.

"Trey! Trey! Trey! Trey! Trey! Trey! Trey! Trey!" I yelled.

Trey gets him good and i cheer louder.

"Trey Miguel! Trey Miguel! Trey Miguel! Trey Miguel!"

I see Trey setting up for his finisher, i stay silent watching his moves then when i hear the bell ring, i scream like a fan girl. 

Trey gets out of the ring and i follow him. 

"Wanna celebrate later with some food?"

"Absolutely."

After the show, we along with Wentz went to an Asian restaurant.

We're eating our food while we talk and laugh about random things. I miss moments like these, lately things havent been the same and i dont know why. Was it me? Was it them?

Suddenly my phone starts buzzing, i check and i slid it back to my pocket when i saw it was Ace.

I never took him for a clingy guy.

Could he also be a reason why things are different?

"What was that?"Wentz asks.

"Oh just some DM from a random guy." I lied.

"OOOOOOOOHHH!" Trey and Wentz mocked in unison.

"Looks like  Little Miss Melissa got dudes sliding into her DMs." Trey ridicules.

"It goes down in the DMs, it goes down like my BM." Wentz incorrectly starts singing.

"What?" I look at him confused.

"Sun goes down in the PM." Wentz continues to sing and I roll my eyes.

"I goes down in the DMs."

I was about to say something to Wentz until my phone starts again and again.

"Damn that boy must be dehydrated." Trey says.

I check my phone again, Ace is saying he misses me and hes cold.

"Yeah, i think im just going to..." I turn off my phone.

"Wentz, please continue." I tell Wentz as i drink my iced tea.

"My vet said Snapchat me that pussy, mood."