Ok, I rewrote Chapter 8, so if you didn't read that go do that... Either the WWE owns the characters or the characters own themselves and I own Ryley.
Ryley POV
It's Halloween! Finally! I've spent weeks stressing about my crew and our products, I don't know how Jon has dealt with me. Between being pregnant and Halloween, my nerves were shot and my temper flared more than usual. If I was him I would have hit the road running and wouldn't have come back until Halloween was long gone. I know I'm a massive controlling bitch during this time of year, but I needed to be so everything got done. Which it has, now the only thing is applying the make-up. I had to go to Shadows house, give them their costumes, apply make-up, and then I can enjoy their party.
Jon came was coming with me, his knee was as good as new, and he was being very relaxed. Him and Devin were sort of getting along, there was still tension in the air, but they are going to get over it. The WWE gave Jon 2 months off to make sure he would heal up correctly, that meant after this I got 2 more weeks with him. He seemed content, but I could tell that he was itching to get back in the ring. He made a call to John Morrison yesterday and they are going to go run the ropes together tomorrow.
I pulled up in front of Shadows house, my dirty ford truck looked out-of-place. "What do you need me to grab babe?" Jon asked.
"The 5 costumes, I got the rest." I told him.
He did as told "Why the hell is this so heavy?"He questioned as he grabbed them.
"Steam punk." I stated. Steam punk is a Victorian era style mixed with machine, usually causing heavy clothing and a lot of metal being used in the prosthetic. The band said they wanted to do The Nightmare Before Christmas and I decided that it would be a steam punk version. Jon looked at me weird not understanding. "You'll see." I assured him as I grabbed my make-up kit (on wheels) and a box of prosthetic out of the bed.
I walked right through the front door with out ringing the door bell, we've become so close that there was no point in it, he walks right into mine, I walk right into his. As soon as I walked in Matt came sliding into the entrance area in nothing, but boxer briefs. He smiled, why the fuck does everyone have dimples?! "My second wife!" He screeched. "Your here!" He exclaimed.
"I am. Where are your pants?" I questioned.
He looked down "Clearly not on my body. Maybe I should put some on." Shadow stated.
I sighed walking towards his kitchen area. "Don't bother, I got your costume." I told him.
"Hey! You brought baby daddy. Hi, I'm Matt." He introduced himself.
"Jon." My boyfriend replied. I could only imagine they were shaking hands as I walked through the swinging door. I pulled one of his stools from under his island, so Matt had something to sit on while I did his make-up. Moments later the men arrived in the kitchen laughing about something, I didn't want to know. Jon set the outfits down on the counter. "Need anything else from the truck babe?" He questioned.
"There is a box of hats and other accessories in the back, if you wouldn't mind grabbing it." I told him. Jon nodded before walking out. Matt sat on the stool, put his hands between his knees and looked at me giving me a boyish smile. "What?" I questioned as I unpacked my supplies.
"He's cool, you should bring him around more often." Matt stated.
"He works a lot, but I'll try when I can." I told Shadow.
"Wrestler right?"
"Yea, he is only here because he tore his meniscus about a month and a half ago." I told him.
"You gonna get married?" Matt questioned.
I shrugged as I brought out a prosthetic that would make his forehead to his upper jaw look like a skull for Jack the Pumpkin King. My make-up took a realistic turn for them. "I have no idea, whatever happens happens. Just go with the flow." I told him. "So where are the other idiots?" I asked.
"Gates is around here somewhere, Zacky should be on his way, and Christ will be here in the next half hour." He responded. Jon returned with the box and set it down on the floor. "If you want there is beer in the fridge help yourself." Matt offered. Jon wasn't one to refuse beer, he grabbed one from the fridge before leaning on the counter.
I started laying certain prosthetic on Matt's body. "Did you get bigger?" I questioned. Matt looked down at his crotch. "Not your dick you idiot. Your muscle mass!" I exclaimed.
The two of them got a kick out of it and burst out laughing. "Yea, I've hit the gym a lot more." He informed me once his giggles were under control. The two guys went back and forth talking as I applied different things to him, it was simple, and they were already painted.
Synyster had made his presence known. "Hey! It's the other wife!" He yelled walking into the kitchen. I was almost done with Shadow, so it was a good time for him to show up. He kissed my cheek before going for another beer, he introduced himself to Jon on the way by. I slicked back Shadows hair and told him to go get dressed and he hopped off the stool with excitement grabbed his outfit and started to change. "Can I leave my pants on?" Gates asked.
"Yes. I can honestly say I don't know why he didn't have pants on. I walked in and he was like that, but your shirt does need to come off." I told him. Gates wanted to be Lock and so he will! There wasn't a lot to the prosthetic, but it was still awesome. Zack wanted to be Barrel while Christ opted for the mayor and Arin wanted doctor Frankenstein. I had them all complete a half hour before the party started. They were currently obsessing over themselves in the mirror and taking a ton of pictures. Val, Shadows wife, made us all get together and take a picture which Shadows uploaded as 'Chillin' with the Reaper'.
I returned my make-up kit to the truck before heading back in the house. An hour later the party was in full swing, music blaring, drunk people, and lots of laughing. Jon stuck to my side mostly because he didn't know anyone, but the band. He was warming up to a few other musicians that were scattered around and almost had a heart attack when Metallica showed up. I've never seen him fangirl before and almost pissed my pants laughing.
I stood and watched as Jon was in all his glory, he kept looking over at me with a huge smile on his face. "Hey babe." Someone leaned next to me on the wall. I knew that fucking voice way to well. Matt Walst from My Darkest Days was standing next to me, a little to close for my liking. "The guys look awesome." He commented.
I looked over at him "Thanks." I replied.
"Why are you being so cold?" He asked moving a piece of blond hair out of his eyes. He had that long dirty hair kinda like Kurt Cobain and his eyes were blood-shot which meant he was drinking. I met Walst a while ago through Avenged Sevenfold and I thought he was cool at first and then it took a turn for the worst.
"Hmmm, I don't know. Maybe because last time I was with you, you tried to kiss me after I told you no." I responded pushing off the wall to walk away.
Matt caught my arm and I turned to stare daggers at him. "Don't be like that. I was drunk and didn't know what I was doing. "
"Let go." I demanded.
"Not until you hear me out." He barked.
I was almost about to sock him in the face, but Jon had Matt up against the wall. He wasn't making a scene, no one stopped to watch, he was actually be discrete about it. "I swear if you ever lay a hand on my girlfriend again, I'll break it." He growled, his voice was deep and rough. His eyes locked on Walst's and wouldn't leave them until Matt nodded his head. Jon dropped him making him land on his ass before he grabbed my hand and whisked me away to the kitchen. "Who was that?" He asked.
"Matt Walst, he is just a fucking idiot." I explained as Jon grabbed another beer.
"He touches you again, you tell me. I'll break every bone in his body." Jon told me as he popped the top. He took a swig of beer before kissing the crown of my head "I love you." He whispered. Jon was either a really lovey happy drunk or a really mad drunk, looks like we got a little bit of both tonight.
"I love me too." I responded. He chuckled pulling me closer. "Ok, I love you too." I told him wrapping my arms around his waist.
"Oh My God, Jon!" Someone squealed, I released him and turned to find some blond chick with her boobs basically hanging out. I looked up at Jon who now looked like he seen a ghost. "How are you? You didn't call me!" She pouted. I knew this chick, she was some skank who managed to make her way into every party and tended to sleep around.
I removed myself from Jon's reach. "How do you know each other?" I questioned.
"Oh! We slept together a while ago!" She cheered. Oh this bitch was about to get a knife in the jugular.
"Oh! Great!" I replied sarcastically.
"Babe, I swear we were broken up... It didn't mean anything." He tried to defend the action of sleeping with the slut.
The blond crossed her arms across her chest "Wow, it didn't seem like nothing when you were calling out my name." She grumbled.
"You! Not helping! I don't even fucking remember your name!" He yelled at the girl.
I took a deep breath, this amount of stress couldn't be good for the child. I needed to cool down before I ended up in a jail cell some where. "Just don't tell me it was the night you got into a fight with my brother." I pleaded. He hung his head and squeezed his eyes shut. "Wow... Jesus, not even 12 hours... Ok, I-I am going to go find a bed room to crash in. Here are the keys, leave when you want." I told him handing him the keys to the truck.
"Babe. Please it was mistake, I was mad and drunk. I wasn't thinking straight."
"I get mad too, but I don't go sleeping around with the slut of California!" I snapped. The blond was about to protest and I raised my hand "You are don't even try to deny it!" I told her. " Next time try punching a hole in a wall or taking a walk, not banging some bleach blond ho." I pivoted on my heel and walked out of the kitchen.
I was going to go outside, but Zack Vengence stopped me and slung his arm around my shoulders "Hey girly! Let's chill together. We don't hang out anymore." He told me leading me towards the deck outside. I left Jon in the kitchen with that girl, God she's probably all over him. I pushed that thought to the back of my mind, I'm gonna hang with Zacky the rest of the night, he'll cheer me up...
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