Joe definitely did something he had no business doing with those photos I sent because the next few times we ran into each other he could barely make eye contact. At times it felt like he was actively avoiding me. He's gotten a little better now but things were still awkward on his end. Everything had been so busy and hectic backstage, plus he'd become champion so we hadn't gotten much 1 on 1 time, just brief small talk if we happened to cross paths which meant my plan was losing steam.
I checked my phone and saw an unexpected notification on a picture I posted earlier that morning: romanreigns liked your post.
MissWWE: It always seems impossible until it's done. It may not be right now but you're looking at a future women's champ. The journey has just begun. #StayTuned
He hadn't been liking any of my posts since the nude scandal so this would give me the perfect opportunity I needed to begin the gaslighting process on Galina. Time to edit.
My time with Joe decreased but my time with Trinity more than made up for it. She was always friendly and probably one of the girls I liked the most but now it was overkill, almost clingy. She hyped me up everytime I went out there and half-assed my way through a match as if it was a 5 star classic and was basically kissing my ass in every conceivable way possible. As a narcissist, I usually wouldn't mind but this was lowkey annoying because I knew it wasn't genuine. Joe was behind it. She was doing her cousin-in-law's bidding while having no idea I was scheming to have him fired, divorced and possibly jailed by the end of this year.
After the Sunday live event, I was rolling my suitcase out of the women's lockerroom when I heard footsteps approaching me from behind. Didn't even have to wonder who it was.
"Hey, Vivian, there's a little bar around the corner, do you want to ride with me and Jon to get a drink?" she asked. Nope.
Shaking my head, I said, "I'm not that big of a drinker."
"You don't really have to drink. I won't be tonight," she replied.
"I just don't have the energy to socialize with a big group of people right now, you know?"
"It won't be a big group, just me, you and Jon," she attempted to persuade.
"Now I definitely don't want to go and 3rd wheel it with a husband and wife..."
"Oh, I forgot Joe said he was coming earlier when I asked him."
That changed everything. If I wanted to officially get the plan back on track, I needed to move on this, but I didn't want to look suspicious by suddenly agreeing now that she mentioned Joe so I declined. "Sorry, sis. You guys have fun though."
"Alright, see you next week," she took off in the other direction.
I waited about 5 minutes before pulling my phone out and calling her. "Hey Trin, on second thought, I guess I'll go. Y'all haven't left yet, have you? Okay, good. Give me a few minutes and I'll meet you in the parking lot."
Those few minutes were used to run to the backstage bathroom and change into the most obscene dress I could find in my bag. Then we were off. The bar had booth tables and we settled into one. After about ten minutes, I was getting ready to excuse myself because Trin clearly lied about Joe coming and I wasn't here to look at her and her husband all night. Just as I cleared my throat to make the announcement, I saw a large man bun having shadow walk through the dark bar's entrance.
He'd gotten bigger muscle wise so that plus his new character had women going crazy but I still didn't see the appeal. I even tried to look at him without my rage clouded vision and still didn't get the attraction to this man. Unfortunately, when I'm done teasing him, the next step is sex. There was no way around it. Lord give me the strength to get through it without gagging.
Joe seemed surprised when he approached and saw me sitting there. That's what happens when you send someone from your inner circle to befriend me. Now I'm in your mix again. The booth was small especially for someone his size so when he sat down in the tight space next to me, we were so close our thighs were touching. He stretched out his long arm on the back of the booth and I wasted no time leaning back on it.
Where are the nosy, intrusive fans with no boundaries when you need them? You know, the kind that wait in airports at 5AM for autographs or selfies and pop up in every establishment after a show when we're in town hoping to catch a glimpse. Any other time, they'd be lurking with their phones out documenting our every move. If a picture of this hit Twitter it would look just like we were on a double date. That would plant seeds in the fan's mind. However, all Galina would have to do was ask Trin, who would assure her that this was all innocent.
"You've been killing it so far with this heel turn," I quietly mumbled, knowing he wouldn't be able to hear me over the music.
"Huh?" he raised his voice.
Turning my body slightly, I leaned forward into his bubble and moved my lips next to his ear, purposely making him uncomfortable. "I said, you've been killing it so far with this heel turn."
"Oh, thanks..." even though he'd already seen them, he was fighting to keep his gaze on my eyes and not my tits when I leaned back. Watching him squirm was the only reward for having to entertain his presence.
We chilled for about 45 more minutes before making our exit.
Trin walked to the driver's side while Jon slid into the passenger side (thank God). She turned to me. "I forgot to ask, which hotel are you staying at?"
"I'm booked at one across town. What about you?"
"We're at the one right around the corner," she replied.
"Damn, that's out of your way and it's late so I'll just Uber," I said, grabbing my phone.
Joe cleared his throat. "You don't have to do that. I have a reservation at the same hotel so you can ride with me."
"Really? Thanks Joe," I say, trying to sound grateful yet casual. I grabbed my bags out of Trin's rental and transferred them to his.
"Let's go," he said as he started the car. As we pulled off, there was an awkward silence that I broke.
"Joe, I trusted you!" I hissed, watching his grip on the wheel tighten out of the corner of my eyes. "It's been on my mind for awhile now but this is the first time we've really been alone to discuss it."
"H-huh?" his voice wavered.
"I know what you did. Did you really think I wouldn't find out? I mean, it's so obvious," I stated vaguely, knowing it would lead his mind to race.
"W-what are you talking about?" he stammered, probably wondering A.) if he had hidden cameras in his home, B.) if I could read minds or C.) if the guilt of what he'd done was making him paranoid. That's exactly how I wanted him.
"You broke our verbal confidentiality agreement and talked to Trin about the situation. I assumed what happened between us stayed between us but I guess not," looking out of the window into the darkness, I shook my head in disappointment.
Joe's body rose and fell in a silent sigh of relief. "I didn't talk to her about anything we privately discussed."
"Well, what did you say because she's nice alright but becoming my lockerroom bestie and inviting me out all of a sudden doesn't just happen without prompting."
"All I said was that I noticed you're kind of a loner and maybe she should get you more acclimated in the locker room. What you and I have is fine but having Trin on your side is an advantage especially when it comes to improving your relationship, or lack there of, with the other women," he explained.
"So, in other words you're dumping me off onto someone else? That's what I figured..." I sighed.
"No, of course not, Viv," he denied. "I've just been preoccupied lately so that hasn't allowed much time in between. You can come to me at any time and I'll try my best to be there. And I want you to know that you can always confide in me and I promise that I will never break your trust like you just accused me of."
"I know," taking my soft hand, I rubbed it over his that was sitting on the gear shift. He shivered.
Again, where are the fans when you need them. Here I am getting out of a car after midnight with a married man at a hotel and no witnesses are here to share the incriminating evidence on social media. Do I need to hire a photographer myself?
We were already booked, now we just needed to check in. Since we were doing that together, our rooms were next to each other which was perfect for what I had in mind tonight. Walking behind him, I 'tripped,' as I stepped on the elevator, spilling the contents of my purse all over the floor as the doors closed. There were my lipsticks, phone, charger, headphones, mints, keys, disinfectant wipes, tylenol bottle...and a pink vibrator that rolled right between his feet.
Scrambling, I quickly snatched it up, putting on a show of shame. Like a gentleman, he kneeled down to help me with the rest.
"Thank you," I blurted, keeping my gaze on the floor. "I'm so embarrassed."
"Yeah, I'm not gonna lie, that was kind of embarrassing but hey, there aren't any children in here. We're both adults and adults do adult stuff so it's alright," he shrugged, dumping what he had back into my purse.
"How did you manage to smooth over an awkward situation like this," I laughed. "Mr. Reigns, you have a gift."
The elevator dinged and the doors opened on our floor. He moved first and I followed. He went to his door and I went to mine right next to it.
"Well, goodnight," he said, waving his key card over the sensor.
"Night," I smiled, disappearing inside.
First, I heard his shower running so I went ahead and took mine. By the time I got out, I overheard him on the phone with Galina. Then, he took on a high pitched dad voice so I assume he was saying goodnight to his spawn. Finally, I heard the TV on for a while, SportsCenter highlights before he turned it off and the room went quiet. It was time to strike before he fell asleep.
Me, I was under the sheets, fully clothed playing Mario Kart Tour and this is the way I would remain but of course with a wall separating us, Joe wouldn't know that. He'll hear what I want him to hear and his brain will paint the mental picture of what he thinks is going on. It would be an illusion, like those pictures I sent. Yes, they were real and of me but I wasn't wet, especially if I had to think about him to get the faucet running; it was just clear lubricant I slathered on myself to appear aroused.
"Hello? Oh hi!" I spoke out loud as if I were on the phone with my fictional male friend, Joe. "You will not believe what happened in the elevator a little while ago! So I tripped and all my stuff fell out including the vibrator. No I wasn't alone, that was the worst part. I don't even want to get into it and relive that embarrassment. Anyway, you are so lucky I had another one in my luggage because God knows how many people and their nasty feet have walked in and out of there today. No way I'm using that one even after washing it. I know right? Haha. Alright, you start, I'll finish."
Joe
Me: I know I already told you goodnight but I'm actually going to sleep this time. Goodnight. Love you and don't worry, I know dealing with 5 kids is a lot alone but I'll be there bright and early tomorrow to help you take the load off. You won't have to do anything, I promise.
G: Goodnight, love you, too & thanks. ?
It takes a village to raise kids and with me on the road 80% of the time, my wife was doing it on her own. I had so much respect and love for that woman and what she does for our family. God knows it's not easy. My older twins were always running around yelling and screaming. The babies were 6 months now and were teething so they were constantly crying. Jojo was there but there wasn't much she could do. So yeah, Galina's hands are pretty much tied, even when I'm there. We still don't have as much time for ourselves as I would like but sacrifices have to be made when you have a house full.
"Hello? Oh hi!"
I could hear Vivian's voice through the wall. After the picture incident, I tried to avoid her as much as possible but that wasn't easy when we worked on the same show. The worst was when she would wear something revealing, I couldn't escape the images of what was hiding underneath. I also thought she'd want to discuss the situation but no, Vivian was her normal self and acted as if it never happened which made it worse for me knowing that I got off on it.
"You will not believe what happened in the elevator a little while ago! So I tripped and all my shit fell out including the vibrator. No I wasn't alone, that was the worst part. I don't even want to get into it and relive that embarrassment. Anyway, you are so lucky I had another one in my luggage because God knows how many people and their nasty feet have walked in and out of there today. No way I'm using that one even after washing it. I know right? Haha. Alright, you start, I'll finish."
It sounded like she was rehashing what happened in the elevator. Honestly, I didn't know how to react. At first I wasn't going to acknowledge it but when I saw how flustered she looked, I had to. Between the pictures and this, I knew way too much about Vivian's sex life. It was also bad enough she looked like Sam, now she was turning out to be a freak like her, too.
My eyes were closing in the black out room until a loud, mechanical humming interrupted.
"Damn, Joe, keep talking..." she said.
My ears perked up until I realized what was about to go down. No, I had to shut this shit out now. Reaching over onto the nightstand, I grabbed my airpods and shoved them in, blasting the first song I could click. Rolling onto my stomach, I listened to about 8 songs before taking them out, hoping she was done...she was not.
"I wish you could see how wet I am, Joe," she moaned and I could feel myself stiffening. Just like those pictures weren't meant for my eyes, this wasn't meant for my ears. I tried to plug myself back up but couldn't. "Oh wait, let me Facetime you real quick...Hold on, I'm going to sit the phone down there. Do you see how it drips? Do you hear it gushing around this plastic dick? I wish it was yours, Joe."
Of all names why did this guy have to have mine. I had the urge to touch myself but resisted. I was already in the wrong for eavesdropping, I couldn't go through the guilt trip of using her for my own pleasure again.
"Imagine sticking it in but it's so warm, so tight and feels so good that you have to pull out to keep from cuming too quick, Joe..." she said and I groaned into the pillow. "Oh fuck, Joe! Now you're putting it back in and giving it to me hard and fast. Go deeper! Yes, just like that..."
My hips were moving, stroking down into the mattress, as if I was inside of Vivian. I could almost feel her thanks to those vivid descriptions. My eyes were closed and I could see her face, twisted in pleasure as I listened to her moans through the wall.
"Joe!" she screamed my, no, his name.
My dick was practically drilling a hole in the bed. I wanted to fuck her so bad, I almost needed it just to release some of this sexual tension I'd been building up since we met. What? No, what was I saying? That's nonsense. I needed to get a grip. I'm married, not blind or dead so while finding someone else attractive and having thoughts about them is a slippery slope, it's fine as long as nothing is acted on. Hell, for all I know Galina could have a crush on the mailman but as long as she's not inviting him into our home, it doesn't matter. This was just a fantasy, nothing more. I didn't really want to walk out of this room and go over to hers because that would mean walking out on my marriage which I wasn't willing to do.
When a person is hungry, foods they've never desired before start looking good. That's the mind tricking the body into eating something, anything to survive. This was a similar situation. I didn't want another woman. It's just that my sex life has been sporadic ever since the new babies arrived. That's it. Once Galina and I get back on track, which will be soon now that school has started and we'll have more alone time, I'll forget about whatever this is with Vivian. Until then here I am a grown man humping around like a teenage boy.
"You're about to make me cum, Joe," Vivian cried out. The friction from my movements was taking me over the edge and I could feel pressure building in my groin. "Let's cum together. 1...2..."
I could hear her erratic breathing and my grunt was muffled by the pillow. I rolled over onto my back. My body was covered in sweat. Here it comes again...the post nut clarity. I was tired so I drifted off before I had time to beat myself up about it.
Morning came quick and I got ready as quickly as I could, hoping I didn't run into her. Just as I closed my door, hers was opening. Shit! There was no escaping this girl.
Vivian walked out with a huge smile on her face. She was so sweet, the poor girl had no idea what she was doing to me. "Morning, Joe."
I cringed. That would probably be my reaction everytime Joe came out of her mouth from now on. "Good Morning, Vivian."
"How did you sleep?" she asked.
"Pretty good, what about you?" I tossed back.
"When I did get to sleep it was amazing," she let out a dreamy sigh. "If I didn't have my alarm set I would've overslept and missed my flight. That's how relaxed I was."
"What did you do to wind down because some nights I still have adrenaline pumping and I can't sleep at all so I can go for some tips?" I inquired, just to see how she'd lie.
"I uh...I..." she stammered, trying to think of something. "So there's this app that basically calms and relaxes you with different sounds and stuff."
"What's the name of this app so I can download?"
"Uhm..." she struggled.
"Don't worry about it. You can give me the name next week when we're back on the road," I said before starting toward the elevator.
We were on separate flights and I was glad. I've had just about enough of Vivian for one trip. Plus I needed to get in the right headspace to go home to my family.
It was about 9 AM Monday morning when I touched down so the boys as well Jojo were at school, leaving the house to Galina and the twins.
The first thing I did when I entered was walk over to G. I leaned down to kiss her but she turned her head, giving me the cheek instead. From the vibe she was giving off, I seem to be lucky to get that much.
I took a step back, confused. "What's going on?"
"Can you explain why you liked this, Joe?" she shoved her phone in my face to reveal Vivian's IG post from yesterday.
"It's just a picture," I shrugged. I didn't see anything wrong with it that would make her react like this. "And it was moreso the caption that I liked."
"Oh really? The caption that reads...'MissWWE: He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it. I let him taste me, now he diabetic...#WAP,' she repeated. "Do you know how bad it looks for you, a married man that has a beard to be liking a post from your coworker quoting a song about wet ass pussy?"
"Wet ass what? I swear the caption was motivational, WWE related and said something about her journey just beginning," I took the phone out of G's hand to investigate for myself. I'm not crazy, I know what I saw...but it wasn't there. I clicked the photo before that one.
MissWWE: It always seems impossible until it's done. It may not be right now but you're looking at a future women's champ. The journey has just begun. #StayTuned
"Oh, okay. This is the caption I was thinking about. I guess I didn't pay attention to the other one. I would've never liked something that inappropriate if I was paying attention. You know me," I said, pulling out my own phone to unlike it.
"Alright," she relented. "Just be careful next time because that wasn't a good look. I didn't know what to think when I saw that."
Then, a curious thought struck me. "What were you doing on her page anyway?"
"I was checking out pictures from the live events yesterday from WWE's page and she was in one. I'm still freaked out over the resemblance. I thought maybe it was just from certain angles or makeup so I decided to look at more pictures of her to analyze. That's how I ended up there."
"Yeah, it's not angles," I confirmed. "It's downright unsettling at times."
"They could legit pass for sisters..."
"She actually had a sister but her name was Tea. Wonder where she is right now. Sam loved that girl, talked about her all the time. From what I hear, she was there when Sam was found so who knows how that affected her," I sighed.
"Hopefully she's normal and didn't take after her sister. One family lunatic is enough," Galina didn't feel much sympathy toward anything involving Samantha and still held animosity. I didn't but I can't say I blame her since she was the one being targeted.
Freshman year. A fake Myspace page called 'GT Track Bitches' popped up to trash the women's track team, Galina included.
"This has Sam written all over it," Galina said.
"What beef does she have with the whole team, G?" I asked.
"Duh! Her attacking all of us is a front. If she dedicated the entire page to me, it would be obvious who's behind it," she replied.
"I'll go talk to her..."
Galina scoffed. "What's the point, Joe? She's going to deny it and you're going to believe her like you always do."
I knew Sam would be coming out of her 1:00 class so I waited outside of the building. She joined me and we walked across the yard as I talked to her about the situation.
"Of course she'd blame me," Sam eye rolled. "Please tell your girlfriend the world doesn't revolve around her. Do you know how many people they've pissed off by walking around campus in a pack thinking they're all that? How many girls didn't make the team or quit that may have grievances with them? They have internal conflict and talk behind each other's backs all the time so the culprit could be one of them talking shit about themselves to blend in. Have you not seen Mean Girls where Regina George wrote her own name in the Burn Book?"
"No?" I replied.
"And it shows..." she chuckled.
There were other minor incidents that were easily explained away by Sam. The worst came junior year. Usually when we were on break, Sam would lay low for a while. This time, almost immediately she was hanging on the arm of some guy, packing on PDA anytime I was in the area, stealing glances in my direction to see if I was watching.
"...and she can't lie her way out of this one because her ex or whoever he is came to me personally," Galina said, becking for the guy to come over. "Tell Joe what you told me!"
"Sam said she would pay someone to break Galina's leg in a staged attack. If Galina couldn't run anymore, she'd lose her athletic scholarship and have to leave Georgia Tech," he revealed.
"I don't believe it," I shook my head, "and if she did say it it was probably jokingly."
"Nah, she was dead serious," the guy told me.
"Jokingly?" Galina's face contorted into anger. "Maybe my humor isn't dark enough but I don't find that funny at all. Who jokes about something like that. If another man said he'd take a bat and blow out your knees so you can't play football anymore, would you consider that a joke? I don't know why I bother with you! You can't even see what's been right in front of you this whole time. Go back over there to your crazed psychopath because we both know that's where you want to be anyway."
"G, I-"
She put her hand up to silence me. "I don't want to hear it. Just leave!"
I didn't have to go far to find Sam. She was sitting under a tree studying. She looked so innocent, there was no way he was telling the truth.
Without looking up, she said, "Hey, Joe."
I sat down next to her. "Just had an interesting conversation with that guy you've been running around with. What's this I'm hearing about you making threats toward Galina? That little petty shit talking you do is whatever because that goes both ways when it comes to you two but resorting to violence or even considering it is crossing the line."
"Pay no attention to anything he says. When I met him, I told him that I'd just gotten out of an off and on relationship and wanted to take things slow. He completely ignored that and was in a hurry to fuck. Finally, got tired of him trying to force himself on me so I broke up with him. He gets upset and tells me that I was only using him to make you jealous and I'm only breaking up with him to make myself available to you again. He resentfully said that he hopes you stay with Galina and that he'd make sure of it. I didn't know what he meant but I guess the breaking her leg so she had to leave school thing was it," she shrugged. "I would never!"
I looked at her as her deep brown eyes stared up at me through her lashes. "I know you wouldn't."
Sam closed her book. "Anyway, do you want to go back to my room for a little while?"
Might as well since Galina seemed done with me for now. I hesitantly nodded. "Sure."
She stood, stuffed the books into her bag and folded the blanket before we took off in the direction of her dorm. "I missed you."
My arm slid around her shoulder and pulled her closer. "I missed you, too."
That's when it hit me and I froze. Something in my brain switched and I was seeing clearly for the first time. I never told Sam what the threat was but she repeated it like she was either in the room with us discussing it...or actually said it.
I shook myself out of that trance. None of that mattered anymore. The only thing important to me now was the present. These flashbacks of Sam and lustful thoughts of Vivian had to cease.
"Alright, now that that's settled, I want a real kiss and then I want to go in the room and see the babies," I said.
"You can get more than a kiss because the babies are sleep and we have a little over 5 hours before we have to pick up the kids," she bit the corner of her lip.
"Well let's go," I replied eagerly, picking her up bridal style. Just like that we were back on track.