All superstars involved are owned by the WWE, none of them are mine. The only one I own is my OC Ryley Grimm... Feedback would be awesome! And thoughts about if i should continue or not.
I don't know how I let it get this far. How I kept up with some of these lies. How I kept them all straight... I love her and I've told her that plenty of times, but I'm afraid it's not me she loves. Or at least the image of me. She thinks I'm a different person. She thinks I have black hair and grey eyes when I have dirty blond hair and blue eyes. She thinks I'm 5ft 9, when I'm actually 6'4'. She thinks I'm a traveling business man who went to a state of the art college when in reality I'm a pro wrestler who has barely gotten on the scene. She thinks I'm a lot of things I'm not and I still feel like she is the only one who gets me and accepts me.
I'm a fucking prick though. This women has been nothing but honest and I lie to her. What the fuck is wrong with me? Such an idiot. I've kept this little game up for close to a year now and I feel guilty as hell. Let me explain what the fuck I'm going on about. I created a fake profile on fucking Facebook on the sole purpose of messing with people, but then I met her and talked to her. She's artistic, she doesn't care about money, she can accept I'm crazy, she's everything I want. Problem is; she doesn't know I'm street trash from the streets of Cincinnati who beats the shit out of people for a living.
I haven't had the balls to tell her the truth in fear that she will run and I would never speak to her again. There were times when I wanted to blurt it out, tell her all about my career and what I really look like. Then panic set in and I backed out. Of course she would ask to meet me, I would tell her it was my schedule and I couldn't. She believed me, she told me I have to do what I have to do. She understood, she acted as though it didn't matter.
We started as friends, talked often through text and speaking over the phone. Three months from the time I began talking to her, I realized that I liked her more than I originally thought. She turned out to be more than just a game, I developed feeling. In the 5th month jealousy took its toll one night when she told me about this guy she went on a date with. I blew a fuse that night and she became my girlfriend.
My name is Jon Good, I'm 28 years old, and I a fucking liar! A big fat liar! I could just bash my head against a wall for doing this shit. You see a couple months before I met my girlfriend, I was used by a girl named Megan. She fucking used me for my money (what little I had) and she thought I would be her ticket into the WWE. At that point I had just been recruited by NXT and was being sent to Florida to develop my character. As soon as we got there, she met Randy fucking Orton and hopped on his band wagon leaving me in the dust. I was in a hole and was looking for trouble, any kind of trouble, I found it on the internet. It was my turn to get back at the female gender.
I regret it, I regret it every time I talk to her, every time I look at her picture on my background of my phone. Usually I'm not a softy, I'm a bad boy with a bad attitude, but when I get to talking to her I turn into a different person. Colby (Seth Rollins) had over heard a conversation her and I were having and pointed it out. He ended up limping around that night. Joe (Roman Reigns) frowned upon me toying with her, but that is all he would ever say about the subject finding that it wasn't his place. Colby told me everyday that I should come clean, that I should meet her and I would shut that idea down making some stupid excuse that even he knew was bull shit.
My girlfriend doesn't deserve any of this shit, but I still can't manage to tell her the truth. Her name is Ryley Grimm, but in her field of work she is called Reaper. She is a special effects artist based out of California and finds herself flying around a lot from set to set. She has brown hair and blue/grey eyes and only stands at 5'3' which she often complains about. It doesn't help that I like to tease her about it. The best thing about her though is she can keep up with my sarcasm, she ain't afraid to fight for what she believes in and will put you in your place if needed.
I love everything about her and I might just wreck everything because of my lies. She is going to fucking hate me I just no it...