Real Housewives of the Ring- Chapter 1
A/N: This is the first fic where I actually use the likeness of other people. Special thanks to tumblr users shanna-kayfabe, leggomycreampuff, and all-day-i-dream-about-seth for allowing me to base Parker, Mela, and Kiana on them consecutively. Those three characters and Liz are my original characters. Visit my profile for the link to the Polyvore collection based on this fic. Please review.
Summary: The wives and girlfriends of 4 top WWE superstars get to know each other and themselves when they are forced to spend time together. Randy Orton/OC Liz; Wade Barrett/OC Parker; Seth Rollins/OC Mela; John Cena/OC Kiana. Rated M for language and smut.
Most of the athletes on the WWE roster were elated to be in Florida for the next week; tonight they were filming Smackdown. Most of them lived in the surrounding cities of Miami, so there would be no long flights to take after the show. They could just go home and get some sleep in their own beds.
It was about an hour before the show started when all the superstars and divas crowed a room for the production meeting led by Paul, better known as Triple H.
"Alright," Paul started. "Not much to discuss tonight; just remember to be safe out there and make sure you give the crowd a good show. The only thing that's really worth discussing is our new opportunity at exposure," he said. Paul looked towards his wife, Stephanie McMahon.
She smiled and took a deep breath. "Since Total Divas ended its first season, we have been getting calls from some popular franchise shows. VH1 and Bravo have been going head to head to determine who would get our attention. As most of you might not know, Bravo has a very popular franchise in reality shows about housewives from different areas of the country. They contacted us about starting up a new show about the wives of wrestling," she said.
Divas and Superstars groaned; not many of them were excited about yet another reality show being brought to WWE.
"So," Stephanie continued. "We would really appreciate it if you guys could talk to your wives or even girlfriends about this opportunity and let us know ASAP if your wife or girlfriend is interested," she said.
A few guys nodded; some just rolled their eyes. The Divas were just glad that the reality show would finally exclude them, for once.
Paul took the floor again. "Like I said, not much to talk about tonight. The show starts in about 45 minutes so those of you in the Superstars matches need to be getting ready right now. Have fun out there, tonight, guys," he said closing out the meeting.
After the show, Randy Orton and John Cena were the last two to leave, as usual. They were each packing up their bags while they talked about the possibility of their partners being featured in the reality show.
"How do you think Liz will react to something like this?" John asked his best friend.
Randy chuckled. "You know she'll be excited about it. She loves that kind of shit," he said.
John laughed. "Kiana does, too. I don't understand how those show are so popular,"
"People will watch anything these days," Randy said shaking his head.
The older man nodded. "You think Wade'll ask Parker about it?" he asked.
Randy sighed. "I fuckin' hope so. If Liz and Kiana both want to do it, they'll need Parker to keep them from kicking each other's ass," he said.
John nodded to agree. "I just wish they didn't hate each other so much. Why can't they get along?" he asked rhetorically.
"You're asking the wrong person, man. Women are too goddamn complicated for me to understand," Randy said.
Neither of the men knew why Randy's wife, Liz, and John's girlfriend, Kiana didn't get along. They had never really liked each other. From the moment they met, Liz and Kiana had been at each other throats. Liz even confessed to only inviting Kiana to her wedding because John was one of Randy's groomsmen.
In the five or six years Liz and Kiana had known each other, the only time they spent time in the same room was when it involved both of their men. Any other time, they did their best to avoid each other. When prompted, they pretended to get along; but everyone knew that if it was up to the two women, they would brawl every chance they got.
Randy stretched and yawned. "Well, I'm headed out. Liz said she was doing some shopping today so I know I'll get to sit through a one woman fashion show," he said jokingly.
John laughed. "Alright man. I'm headed home, too. Will I see you before Monday?" he asked.
The taller man thought for a moment. "I don't know. I mean the party is tomorrow, but I'll see if I can fit you in this 5 day break even though I'll be chillin' at home with my wife," he said sarcastically.
John laughed dryly. "I'll see you tomorrow, then, huh?" he asked.
"See ya, man," Randy said as he left.
Barrett Residence
"Parker?" Wade called when he walked into the house. He smiled when he heard the response of a sweet voice. He followed the sound to the laundry room where his wife was folding fresh laundry. Parker smiled when she saw Wade. "Bear!" she squealed as she threw herself into her husband's strong arms.
Parker Nolan-Barrett is a 25-year-old who lucked out and married the love of her life one year ago. She and Wade dated for 3 and a half years after meeting each other in a Florida airport. Parker had no idea who Wade was when they met; she wasn't familiar with him in WWE. The first thing she noticed about Wade in the airport was the size of his ears. She initially saw the Englishman from behind and quietly laughed at his ears.
After he approached her with such chivalry, Parker ended up actually liking him. The kind man asked her out for lunch and the rest was history.
"How was the show?" she asked when Wade put her back on her feet.
"It was pretty good, I guess," he said hesitantly.
Parker frowned. She knew something was bothering her husband. She put the laundry aside and hopped up on the dryer and pulled Wade close to her. With her arms draped around his neck, Parker gazed into his olive green eyes. "What's going on, Bear?" she asked as she gently rubbed his ears.
Wade sighed as he caressed the small of her back. "I know you aren't going to like this, but I'm only following orders from the boss," he started. Parker took a deep breath to brace herself. "They want to do another reality show and they told us to ask our wives if they're interested. So, would you be interested in starring in WWE's version of a housewives reality show?" he asked.
Parker thought for a moment. "I don't know. I don't think I want to be on one of those shows that only shows my bad side. They like to make people seem different from what they really are. They'd probably make me look like some chick from hell," she said.
Wade laughed. "That'd be impossible. You're probably one the most pleasant people I know. We've been together for almost 5 years and I have yet to hear you raise your voice," he said.
Parker smiled at the compliment. "So, any of the wives and girlfriends can be on the show?" she asked.
He nodded. "I guess. They told us all to ask. I know for sure that Cena is going to talk to his girlfriend—what's her name? Kristy?"
"Kiana," Parker corrected him. He nodded. "What's Liz going to do? Does she want to do it?" she asked about her best friend of 4 years.
He shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't talk to Randy before I left. I guess you could call and ask her," he suggested.
Parker shook her head. "I'm not going to talk to her about it right now. I'll give her some time to think about it; especially if Kiana is going to do it. Those two together can be a disaster," she said.
Wade laughed and agreed. "How was your day," he asked.
Parker grinned. "Well, you'll be happy to know that I finished my book and I sent it off to my editor!" she said excitedly.
He smiled. "Congratulations! So what happens now?" he asked as he figetted with the ends of her hair.
"Once the editor is done reading it and making notes, I'll get it back and fix whatever needs to be fixed then I'll send it back to the editor. I'll look at it again and if the editor is content with it, I'll send it to my publisher and then I'll have book number 5," she explained.
Wade nodded, intrigued.
"You know," Parker started. "This is my first book since I've been Mrs. Wade Barrett," she pointed out.
He nodded. "That it is. I don't mind, but I'm just curious… how will your name appear on the cover?" he asked. With Parker's name being hyphenated for the purpose of her books and eminence, Wade understood Parker's desire to use her maiden name for her books.
Parker took a deep breath. "My editor wants me to keep Nolan, but I really want to use Nolan-Barrett; that was the whole point of me hyphenating my name," she said.
Wade thought quietly. "If you want to use your maiden name, I'm okay with it. I understand how important your books are to you," he said, almost defeated.
"But you're more important than the books. The books are just paper; you are my soul mate. You obviously have priority. I fought for Nolan-Barrett and that's how it'll print on the books: Parker Nolan-Barrett," she said proudly.
The Englishman grinned. "I'd support you either way. Let's go to bed,"
John and Kiana's House
John hadn't expected for Kiana to be asleep, so he wasn't surprised to see her reading in bed. Even though she was in the middle of reading a sentence, she snapped the book shut and focused all of her attention on her boyfriend of 6 years.
"Hey, babe," she said with a smile.
He went to the side of the bed and kissed her sweetly. "Hey. How was your day?" he asked.
"Tiring. I spent almost the whole day at the gym," she said.
Kiana Pace was the sole owner of a gym specifically for women. Fitness was her passion and she was adamant about creating a pressure-free environment for women to exercise. Pace Yourself was the perfect place for women to get fit; the staff was comprised of all women: the trainers, the pool's lifeguard, the receptionist, and the housekeeping team. Kiana was more proud of her gym than anything she had ever accomplished.
John frowned. "What were you doing at the gym all day?" he asked as he peeled off his shirt and shorts.
"I wanted to make sure everything was running smoothly in case inspectors come this week. They were supposed to show up last week, but they supposedly postponed the inspection," she said.
"Why do you say 'supposedly'," John asked when she was settled under the covers next to his girlfriend.
She shrugged. "I think they're trying to catch me off guard and shut me down. They postponed twice already. First they said that the inspector was out sick like there was only one inspector. Then they said that they ran out of time to get to me. Now they're trying to say that they will come whenever they have free time since their schedule is full," she explained.
John nodded. "It sounds like they just want to make sure everything you aren't trying to fix the gym just for an inspection. They want to walk in on a regular day to see how everything is," he said.
"Why can't they just tell me that, then?" she asked, annoyed.
John chuckled. "I don't know, but I'm sure they have their reasons," he said.
Kiana sighed. "I guess," she said.
"I want to talk to you about something," he said nervously.
On the inside, Kiana got excited. Finally, after 6 years, her boyfriend was going to propose… so she thought.
He took a deep breath. "You know how Total Divas has taken off?" he asked. She nodded. "Well, the company wants to do another reality show. This time, they want to do it on the wives and girlfriends of the talent," he said.
Kiana frowned. "And you want me to be a part of it?" she asked.
"Not me. Paul and Steph. They wanted us to see if our ladies were interested," John said.
She thought briefly. "Is Liz going to do it?" she asked.
John sighed. "Why does it matter if she is?" he asked.
"It doesn't. I'm just curious," she said softly.
John smirked. "Sure… sure you're being curious," he teased.
"I just don't want to be bothered with her and her attitude if we both do it," she said.
John looked at her in shock. "So you'll do it?" he asked.
Kiana nodded and smiled.
Rollins Apartment
Brand new to the main WWE roster, Seth Rollins shuffled into his apartment. His aching body wanted so badly to rest, but instead, he went straight to the phone to call his fairly new girlfriend. The relationship wasn't fresh, but they hadn't been together very long. About 7 months had passed since their first date.
Hello? She answered the phone.
Hey, Mel. It's me. Seth said.
I know, silly. I have caller ID. How was the taping?
Intense. But I can't talk long. I really need to get some sleep.
Aww. Okay. What's on your mind?
So um, WWE really wants to add another reality show to Total Divas. Paul and Stephanie wanted us all to talk to our wives and girlfriends to see if they're interested.
She frowned What's it about?
Seth took a deep breath. I guess it would be like all the other housewives shows except this time, it's about wrestlers' wives.
Mel was silent on the other end. You would want me to be on that show?
If you want to… it's up you. At least, if you do it, you'll be able to meet some of the other girls.
True.
Mela Ward was a small time makeup artist. She and Seth met when he was in NXT; Mela had been filling in for the main makeup artist the day she met her current boyfriend. They didn't start dating immediately, but almost three years after meeting, they had become an official item.
I'll think about it, but I really don't want to do it. It seems like they would want to cause a lot of unnecessary drama to exploit the women.
I can understand that. Like I said, you don't have to do it if you don't want to. But it would really open a lot of doors for you career-wise.
Mela was quiet; she knew that Seth was right. If she wasn't looking to advance her career, Mela wouldn't even bother. She was a singer/songwriter with aspirations of being world renown. Like I said, I'll think about it. I don't want to be surrounded by gold-digging women who just spend other people's money. If it'll help my career, I'll do it. Otherwise, count me out.
Orton Residence
Randy sleepily walked into the house he shared with his wife of 3 years, Liz. He smiled when he smelled the food coming from the kitchen. He followed as his nose led the way. He sighed happily when he saw Liz standing at the stove stirring homemade alfredo sauce. He gently hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek.
"It's almost midnight," he pointed out.
She chuckled. "I know, but what kind of wife would I be if my hardworking husband didn't come home to a home cooked meal?" The southern drawl practically forced a smile onto Randy's face. For years, he had heard the thick accent, but he could never get enough of it.
Elizabeth Harper grew up as an orphan in Austin, Texas. Her birth parents were killed in a car accident before she could even walk. Luckily, she wasn't in the car with them when the crash happened. Liz was put in foster care; she was passed around to over 50 foster homes until she was 18 years old and no longer a ward of the state.
When she and Randy started dating, they faced a lot of criticism for being an interracial couple. Liz had expected a big backlash, but she didn't see what was so wrong about a black woman dating a white man. The disapproval they were getting took a toll on Liz, but With Randy's help, she was able to block out all the negativity and live her life with the man she loved.
The now 27-year-old was more than proud to have married Randy and taken the final last name she would ever have to use. This had been the longest amount of time she had ever lived in the same house. Liz had never been happier; her line of kitchen supplies had just gone worldwide. The collection was created to add flare to kitchen wear. Instead of plain black or silver colored skillets, Liz designed skillets, pots, pans, and other dishes with loud colors and patterns. So far, the line was extremely successful.
Randy pecked her cheek once more before release her from his hold; he leaned up against the counter. "So how was your day?" he asked her.
Liz smiled. "Well… I submitted some designs, did a little shopping; I went to the doctor; and I had a mani pedi," she said.
Randy frowned and folded his arms across his chest. "Are you sick," he asked quietly, yet angrily.
She sighed. "Randy… I know we said that I wouldn't go to a fertility doctor, but we've been trying for years to have a baby. I just think it's time to see a professional," she explained.
"I don't want you seeing some random ass doctor for this, Liz. If we get pregnant, we get pregnant. If we don't, we don't. You don't need a fucking doctor for that," he said, still a little heated.
She turned the stove off and sighed. "It's not like I had anything done; there were no needles. It was only a consult. It's no big deal," she explained.
Randy sighed. "I just don't want you going there; it'll happen for us, baby. I know it will," he said.
Liz nodded and hugged her husband. "Okay," she said simply.
Randy smiled and kissed the top of her head. "You did something new to your hair. I kinda like it," said as he fingered the kinky curls.
Liz pulled away from the hug and nodded. "Yeah, I just twisted my hair up in little knots then took it down," she said as she played with her Bantu knot out. "How was the taping?" she asked, eager to hear details of the night to get Randy's mind off of her deviation of their plan to not see a fertility doctor.
"Well," he started. "You'll be happy to know that the company picked up a new reality show," he said.
"Oooh!" Liz was already intrigued.
Randy chuckled and shook his head at his wife's excitement. "Paul and Steph wanted us guys to ask the wives and girlfriends if you ladies would be interested in starring in it," he said.
Liz gasped. "What is it going to be about?" she asked, getting more and more excited.
"I guess it's just the wives of wrestlers. I forgot what franchise Steph called it," he said.
"Real Housewives?" Liz asked as she pulled plates from the cabinet.
He nodded. "Yeah that's it," he said.
Liz squealed. "I can't believe it!" she said excitedly.
"I assume you want to do it," he asked.
"Duh!" Liz said happily.
oOo
Of the entire roster, only 4 guys were able to get their wives/girlfriends to agree to be a part of the newest WWE reality show: Randy Orton, Wade Barrett, John Cena, and Seth Rollins. Liz, Parker, Kiana, and Mela had all decided to take part in the reality show and have cameras follow them around as the four of them spent time together to show what it's like to be a wrester's wife or girlfriend.
After each of the guys let Paul and Stephanie know, it didn't take long for WWE to get a camera crew on the move. The company was having a party the next day to celebrate the company's success in the WWE network; that was when the recording would start.
A/N: That's it for the first chapter! Please review. (I only ask that you review so that you can give me feedback on what you like and dislike so I can fix it. Don't just not review the whole story then complain about the ending and try to force me to fix it.) I will only update based on the number of reviews. If you do review, you'll get a sneak peak at chapter 2.