So in the mist of working on a new chapter for "Diamond Rings and Old Bar Stools" for ya'll I heard this song by Brantley Gilbert called "Bro Code" and it inspired this one shot. Depending on reviews and how ya'll seem to feel about it, it might become a story... possibly. So let me know what ya'll think and go give the song a listen!
This is a work of fiction.
I own nothing but my OC.
"Bro, we need to talk."
Sitting in the bar Enzo Amore waited for Finn Balor, having asked the Irish man to meet him there an hour earlier to talk. He toyed with the beer bottle waiting, a few minutes later the man finally joining him.
"What's up?" Finn asked sliding onto the stool next to him, "It's about ya girl", Enzo sighed turning to look at Finn, "What about her?" "Get a drink first."
Finn ordered a whiskey on the rocks, both men sitting quietly until his drink was placed in front of him, taking a sip Finn narrowed his eyes as he sat it down, "Now talk."
"Man, Carter hit me up last night when you were out with Gallows and Anderson", he started, "She said she was bored to death and wanted to know if she could come over cause she was all alone."
"Enzoooooo", the sharp southern twang on the other side of the door called, opening the door the northern mans mouth went dry. Standing there in boots, very short cut off daisy dukes, and a fitted white shirt, the blue eyed southern beauty smirked holding up a bottle of Jack Daniels, "Finally." Walking into the room with her dark brown curls bouncing with every step she sat on the dresser and opened the bottle, offering it to the man who declined. She shrugged and took a swig from the bottle, "I didn't think you really drank", Enzo said sitting down on the bed across from her, "Mostly when I'm lonely", she mumbled, "Finn's gone out with his boys so, yeah." "You two ok, or what?" Enzo inquired finally taking the bottle from her to give himself something to focus on other than her tone tan legs that were crossed in front of him, "Man, he's controllin' me and tryin' to hold me down and it's gettin' old, really old", she whined rolling her eyes, "Like I'm suppose to sit around while he goes out with the guys and be ok with it, but when I'm out with the girls it's like a constant check in, like to the point the girls don't even really wanna invite me out anymore so I'm always stuck at the hotel or at home." "Car-" Enzo started before she continued her rant, "Like I get stoned when he isn't home that's how bored I am." Enzo shook his head and sighed, "Want me to talk to him?" "It won't do any good", she said hopping off of the dresser and taking the bottle back from him, "He doesn't listen." Carter looked at Enzo threw her lashes and bit her lip, "I need to be appreciated or else I'm gonna find someone else who will."
"Did you fuck her?" Finn asked staring intently at the ice in his glass after Enzo finished recanting the events to him, "Bro, you know I wouldn't do that to you and I know it's not my business but if she had went to someone else man, your deal is already finished cause bro code goes out the window, you need to be glad it's ME letting you know", Enzo said raising his eyebrows at the man, "You better show that girl a good time or else it's gonna be goodbye, you takin' her for granted and you're gonna hand her on a silver platter to another man that way." "So what should I do?" Finn asked defeated, "You take yourself back to the hotel, you tell her you love her and you need her cause like I said if you don't she bout to be long gone, bro." Finn nodded, "Thanks bro." "No problem man", Enzo said as he threw some cash down on the bar to cover their drinks, "Bro code."