Chapter 1: Beginnings

**Fair Warning - I have no earthly clue where this story is going so we're just going to go on a writing adventure together. xo**

Sitting on his couch in his house in Iowa, Seth was just lurking through Twitter. His notifications were blowing up but that was nothing new for him. He ignored them, he'd go through them later. Right now he was looking for a specific person. She didn't tweet him often but when she did it was always a variety of some crazy things. The latest one had to of been the funniest. She asked him if he liked chocolate and if he did was it dark or milk. He didn't know how literal she meant that but it was hilarious to say the least. He didn't follow any fans but he'd follow her in a heartbeat. However, he's lurked on some of her worst days and boy did he feel castrated. She never held anything back. He wondered if she was really like that in real life. Boy he'd really like to know.

"Why are you still lounging on the couch? Don't you have to get to your wrestling school?"

Not looking at his girlfriend he just rolled his eyes. She came out of the bedroom dressed in some black leggings, a black tank top and her hair tied up in a bun. They'd been dating at least a year and some days he wished he could be anywhere but there. His house was supposed to be a sanctuary when he was off from weeks of traveling. However, that was hardly possible now. She was everywhere. On his Twitter, his Instagram, in his house it was overwhelming. And whenever they were together she was always complaining about some Twitter crap. Kind of like how she was right now. It was getting old. He usually ignored the people who dragged his relationship through the mud but she kept egging them on. It was over and done with. He wished she would shut up about it already. He thought back to the girl on Twitter who was one of the millions blocked by his girlfriend. He knew she hated her with a passion but sometimes when he read her Twitter he thought to himself how accurate she was. It was like she was speaking to him without knowing a damn thing about him. He gathered she was wise beyond her years. It was endearing if he was being honest.

"Ugh these Twitter warriors won't stop. BLOCKED! They weren't cool enough anyway."

"Will you chill? Leave them alone already. Geez!"

"Why? They keep hoppin' in my mentions every time I tweet something. I could tweet an emoji and they'd jump down my throat. They just jealous they ain't me."

"I highly doubt they're jealous."

"Puuhhlleeaassseee Seth they wish they were sucking your dick every night. They're jealous because I'm lit and they're not. They can keep being salty I don't give a fuck."

"If you don't give a fuck then why do you keep entertaining them?" He asked while getting off the couch. He needed to get ready to head to his wrestling school. Unfortunately, she was coming with him so he knew some more Twitter drama would come from this. He really was getting grey hairs from all this. It would soon replace his blonde if it didn't stop soon.

Somewhere in Missouri…

It was a Wednesday evening and Talia was in her queen sized bed curled up searching for something to watch on Netflix. When she couldn't settle on anything she hopped onto the WWE Network. Landing on SummerSlam she skipped to Seth's match against Cena. It was one of her personal favorites. She loved watching his athleticism at its finest and the all-white gear was always a plus. He was a tough cookie to deal with but she'd always have a soft spot for him in her heart. Some days she wished she was able to tell him how much he meant to her but she didn't want to come off as a crazy fan. So instead she left her thoughts about him on Twitter. That included the good bad and the ugly. It's not like he'd ever see them and if he did she wasn't ashamed of it. Somehow she became known for speaking her mind about him and that would never change. Somebody had to say what everybody was thinking. Speaking of Twitter she hadn't been on all day.

Picking up her phone from beside her, she logged on and immediately wanted to log off. It was the same old shit and her blood was starting to boil. The first thing she saw was a picture of Seth at his wrestling school, which she wasn't surprised by. What surprised her was seeing his girlfriend in the background. Scrolling down her timeline everybody was dragging that woman for absolute filth. She was so tempted to join in but she'd said enough over the past year she was running out of things to say. She'd called that woman everything but a child of God. It would be a surprise of the century if she could come up with another name that she hadn't already used. So instead of joining in the drag session, she just read her timeline. Not going to lie it was always good entertainment to see what people said about her. It was always a variation of the same thing but it still made her laugh. Seth really needed to upgrade soon or this would never end.

"Come hit this chocolate you wouldn't have these issues." Was all Talia tweeted before logging off and getting back to watching SummerSlam.

Back in Iowa…

It was close to eleven pm and Seth was locking up his gym. It was a long session but his students did a really good job tonight. They all hung in there and they never quit. In a way he felt like a proud father. Wrestling wasn't an easy sport. If it was then everybody could do it. He couldn't believe this group was coming to a close. It felt like they just started. There was only a few weeks left before he would be sending out that tweet for people to start signing up.

After double checking the front doors, he walked to his Cadillac and slid into the driver's side. He was exhausted but really wanted a damn drink. Speeding out of the parking lot he headed towards Hawkeye Bar & Grill. He wasn't planning on getting plastered but a few beers would do the trick. He didn't drink very often during the week anyway so he needed this since it was his only day off. He'd be back on the road bright and early tomorrow for at least a three week stretch. If this was going to be his only drink between now and then it would be well worth it.

"Babe where are we going?"

"I need a drink." Was what he responded with.

"Damn what's your problem?"

He really wanted to say "you," but he kept it too himself. He had really been feeling some animosity towards Yasmina as of late. He didn't understand why. Maybe this was karma for his previous transgressions. Whatever the reason this woman was edging herself closer and closer out the damn door. There just had to be someone out there better for him than this. She couldn't possibly be it. He should've just made this a hit it and quit it road smash. But nope, he had to go and make his life extremely difficult by keeping her around. Ugh, getting this up into his head he might just end up going to get himself plastered after all. Early morning be damned.

Pulling into the parking lot of Hawkeye Bar & Grill, he turned the car off and slid out. He waited for Yasmina to get out so he could lock the doors. When she didn't immediately emerge he opened his door again to see her still buckled into the passenger's seat typing away on her phone.

"What are you doing? Are you coming?" He asked in an irritating voice.

"Yeah hold on. Let me put this fan in her place."

"Oh my goodness you just don't quit do you?"

"When they will I will. It's that simple. They should just keep my name out their mouth and we wouldn't have any issues."

"Oh I'm sure that's exactly when you'll stop berating those children. Look when you're done lock the door and come inside."

He threw his car keys on her lap and slammed his door. Marching into the bar he really needed this drink pronto or his head would explode. He couldn't believe how serious she took this Twitter drama. It was so childish. He could guess she was older than most of them yet she continued to act like a petulant child. Granted he didn't help the situation at times but this was just getting ridiculous and stupid. There had to be a way out of this or he'd be a glutton for punishment.

Sliding onto a bar stool he greeted the bartender and asked her to keep the drinks coming and his tab open. She obliged. While she went to get his first beer of the night, he pulled out his cell phone and logged onto his Twitter. The first thing he did was retweet a few fans before doing his usual lurking. He started with his girlfriend's to see what had her in such a tizzy. When he saw it was over some picture from his wrestling school he just rolled his eyes and moved on. Against his better judgment he went to that same fan page he couldn't seem to stay away from. He noticed that she hadn't tweeted much and she also hadn't dragged his girlfriend like he was so use too. It made him wonder what was going on in her brain because he had a suspicion she got wind of that picture just like probably all of his fan base. Something told him deep down that she was coming to a resolution with not only herself but with him and his situationship as well. For some reason that thought worried him. Plus her only tweet of that day said it all.

"Come hit this chocolate you wouldn't have these issues."

He smirked at her tweet as he logged off and started chugging back his first of many beers. Maybe he did need to broaden his horizons, he thought to himself.