Love's Mercy

Laya

Once we made it to the bar, the night had gotten ten times better. Everyone was drinking, dancing, joking, playing pool, and just honestly enjoying each other's company. I didn't give the drama with Becky a second thought, knowing that later on it would sneak up and haunt me. But as for tonight, she could go screw herself. Baron Corbin had joined our group about an hour into us being here, and I loved the fact that he was so funny and down to earth.

I was currently on the dance floor with Renee dancing and laughing my worries away. At first, I didn't believe I would get along with the people my sister called friends, but I was slowly finding out that they were all pretty awesome. Renee was just a ball of randomness and she kept me in stitches the entire time we were near each other. I also admired the relationship she had with Jon. They adored each other but they didn't smother each other either. That's the type of relationship I hoped to have one day.

"I'm so jealous of you!" Renee called out as she danced in front of me.

"Why?" I chuckled, raising a brow.

"You're literally going through hell and it's not phasing you at all." She grabbed my hand, giving me a twirl.

"Trust me," I spoke as I gave her a twirl. "Inside I want to kill a bitch. But right now, I'm having too much fun."

"See? We're not so bad." She chuckled.

We both cheered and clapped as the song ended before turning to make our way back towards everyone else. Graves and Bryelle were playing Joe and Galina in a game of pool, while Colby, Jon, and Corbin were all drinking and playing darts with some of the other superstars. The atmosphere was fun and drama free and I was honestly enjoying myself. The fact that Bryelle was actually playing nice with Graves made my heart happy. She looked beautiful and her happiness was something I loved seeing more than anything.

"Quite the moves you've got there." A male voice spoke in my ear as we made it back to the table. The accent making me smile.

"Hey Fergal." I gave him a side hug. "I didn't see you on the dance floor."

"Oh no, I don't dance." He chuckled, leaning beside me. "If I went out there people would be calling for an ambulance because I'd look as if I was having some kind of seizure."

"Oh no." I laughed, shaking my head. "That bad huh?"

"It's terrible, trust me." His smile was contagious. "The similarities between yourself and Bryelle are quite astounding."

"Twins dude." I shrugged, glancing around I couldn't help but raise a brow as I saw Colby smiling and chatting it up with a brunette, and they were mighty close.

Fergal and I continued to talk, getting to know each other more and deciding we would be great friends, all the while I kept my eye on Colby. I could feel something bubbling within me every time he would laugh and lean towards her whispering in her ear. Maybe it was the alcohol but it was really starting to bug me.

"I just kicked some major ass at the pool table." Bryelle replied as she plopped down next to me. "Hey, what's got your death glare shining?"

"Who's that?" I motioned toward Colby and the chick.

"Oh, that's Pam." Bryelle replied with a shrug, picking her drink up. "Is that jealousy I smell?"

"Shut up." I growled. "She's been all over him for the past hour."

"Down girl." Bryelle chuckled. "They go way back, like to the Indies back. More like siblings than anything. She's Fergal's fiance."

"Really?" I rose a brow, seeing as Fergal never mentioned it.