Chapter 1

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Layla walked through the dark halls, backwards and forward on her own as she prepared for a match. She swung her arms back and twisted her torso to stretch the muscles in her stomach. As she jumped on the spot she felt really excited at the prospect of wrestling. She always got this feeling before stepping out into the squared circle. She squealed slightly as two arms wrapped around her stomach and hot breath was felt on her neck.

"You look a lot better now." Layla smiled as her man stepped out in front of her.

"Thanks Greg. Do you like it?" She asked, twirling around in front of him to show off her new ring gear. She had ditched her shorts and crop tops for black trousers and a black long sleeve top. Now the only skin she was showing was her neck and face. Oh, and her hands. Greg nodded approvingly.

"I like it. You must feel a lot better now that you're not showing off all that skin." Layla nodded half heartedly.

"Yeah but I have to do what the boss says remember." She tapped Greg on the nose before grabbing his hand and walking towards the locker room's with him. His walkie takie buzzed before they had even taken five steps. He held it up to his ear.

"Yeah, I'll be there in a minute." Greg quickly pecked Layla on the cheek then disappeared down the hall towards the ring. Layla sighed. He always disappeared before her matches. Layla fought against the pity party she waned and instead plastered a fake smile on her face and entered the women's locker room she shared with Karlee and Kaitlyn. As soon as she walked in, she regretted it. Kaitlyn and Karlee took a few seconds to pick their jaws off the floor after catching sight of Layla in her ring gear.

"Please tell me you're about to change into your attire." Karlee asked, stepping forward and pulling the black fabric from Layla's body. It sprung back into place when she let go. Layla tried not to feel embarrassed.

"Oh for goodness sake! I feel so stupid!" Layla held her head in her hands as a few tears slipped down her cheeks. She couldn't cry. She couldn't show how upset she was.

"Ah babe, what's the matter?" Kaitlyn and Karlee flanked both sides of her as they held her.

"Oh nothing... Just emotional." Layla stood up and fixed her hair into a high ponytail. Karlee and Kaitlyn watched on as they leant against the pink walls of the dressing room. They both watched as Layla took a deep breath and straightened herself up.

"Do I look okay?" She asked, twirling around to face her two best friends. They both nodded with genuine smiles on their faces.

"Babe, You could wear a bin bag and you would look amazing!" Kaitlyn tried her best to make her friend feel a little better but by the looks of it, it wasn't working. Layla shook her head and headed for her bag, pulling out her pink and purple crop top she normally wore. After slipping out of the long sleeved top she was wearing, she slipped into her normal attire and pulled up the bands, settling them on her bicep.

"How do I look now?" She asked, studying herself in the mirror and looking quite judgemental. Kaitlyn stepped forwards.

"You look amazing Lay... The color really suits you too." She gave Layla a reassuring hug yet Layla was still not satisfied.

"No... I mean how I look physically. Answer me honestly on this one but do I look...fat?" Karlee spluttered and Kaitlyn slapped her face.

"Are you serious woman!" Kaitlyn stood next to her and lifted her shirt up revealing her toned stomach which in comparison was a little bigger than Layla's. Karlee decided to join in and jumped in front of them, pulling up her shirt to reveal her flat as a pancake stomach.

"You girls look amazing but I just feel disgusting!" Layla sighed as she sat down and groaned. Kaitlyn and Karlee exchanged glances.

"Who's been saying this?" They both asked at the same time. Layla looked up, a little startled that maybe they had caught her worrying. She fiddled with her hands as she figured out how to tell the girls without them going mental and killing people.

"Um... Greg said something the other day and it kinda just stuck..." Karlee made a weird noise with her mouth.

"Well fuck me! Where's a baseball bat when you need one?" Layla stood up and blocked the fiery redhead from bashing her way through the door.

"Please just let me explain. He said I was looking a little chubby so I said I would chuck a couple pounds. That's all now sit down." Layla commanded and Karlee obeyed. A knock at the door pulled everyone out of their thinking.

"Come in!" Layla shouted and in walked Greg. You could literally see the steam venting from Kaitlyn and Karlee as he walked over and kissed her. He gave her top a disapproving glare but soon smiled.

"I'm here to walk you to position. You ready to go?" He asked. Layla and even the rest of the girls seemed a little taken aback as Greg's job as a bodyguard for the WWE often meant he was busy on Monday nights. But Layla wasn't going to miss an oppurtunity and she gave him a quick kiss back.

"Sure... Just give me a sec." Layla skipped over to her handbag and pulled out a tiny silver box. She settled it on the bench, slipped off the diamond ring that was on her left hand and placed it neatly into the little box, snapping it shut and putting it into her bag. Greg's face looked vicious and Layla felt a little guilty taking off her engagement ring in front of him.

"Lets go. Now." Greg's words were firm and harsh and Layla felt the sting of them. She walked towards him and took hold of his hand rather reluctantly then he pulled her out into the dark cold corridor.

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Roman stood with his head on the concrete wall in front of him while he listened to his girlfriend rabbit on about how pretty she was.

"I mean I shouldn't be a wrestler... Those little bitches grab my hair and always ruin it." Rosa Mendes stood in front of the mirror fluffing her hair up in a crazy fashion.

"Do you thin I look pretty Romey?" She asked, turning around and walking towards him, perching on his knee. He was brought out of his trance as her big brown eyes looked into his identical ones. He smiled at her brightly, showing off his teeth.

"You look gorgeous honey... Now about tonight-" She interrupted him again.

"I think I need more mascara. My eyes look nice but my eyelashes aren't long enough." Roman groaned as she continued to talk about herself. trust him to choose another girl that was completely self obsessed. He pulled out his phone and text Seth and Dean.

*Fucking help me. Rosa is driving me up the wall*

He stuck his phone back in his pocket to realize Rosa had turned around to face him.

"Who was that? Who were you texting? What were you saying?" Roman just stared at her as she advanced on him.

"It doesn't matter baby... Anyway are we still going out tonight?" Rosa's smile slipped from her face and she started to flick her fingers against her palm.

"I can't tonight baby... I'm meeting up with the girls and then staying over with them." Roman rolled his eyes. Yet another date night had been thrown down the drain because she was busy. Rosa straightened out her wrestling gear and stood at the door.

"Well are you going to walk me to position or are you just going to sit there?"

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So this was probably the worst first chapter written in history but I am excited for this story so hang with me and wait to see how it works out!

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