❨ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ❩
˗ˏˋ  𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲,,  ˎˊ˗
- ༘ミ✖️🍥☁️🩰. ₊˚. ━━ 𝗡𝗘𝗣𝗧𝗨𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗦
❝ i made you a thing, like, 'who's that guy?' ❞

WE'LL always be a family. The words replayed through her mind as she glared across the ring where Hunter, The Bella Twins, and Randal stood on the walkway, one with a sledgehammer in hand the other ready to strike. One of the brunettes however stared at the other in the ring with a wide smirk.

The past couple of weeks weren't the greatest in the brunette's opinion. Brutal, to be honest. The only good thing was that she was nearing the Divas championship, that was the only thing good that she could see. As for her friends, for some reason Colby had been distancing himself, and had been busying himself and didn't talk to her as much as he used to.

He has a girlfriend now, from what she could put together.

Her and Tyler had been on and off as of recently. But that was another story itself. Colby had been lying a bit lately, one show specifically stood out. When they were ambushed by the Authority's men. Colby used the excuse that he hadn't been feeling well, when in reality he was with his new girlfriend at a Bears game.

No one questioned him.

No one questioned the man on really anything . . . until tonight.

"—last night was Plan A." Hunter briefly explained before raising his hammer up before him, "Tonight . . . Plan B."

Phoebe's brows knitted together as she glanced to her friends. Seth wore a look of vacancy gripping onto a steel chair, Dean looked like he was ready to pounce, and Roman a look of equal confusion as herself.

"There's always a Plan B."

Phoebe watched as both Dean and Roman stepped forwards, she followed their movements. They hadn't had much time to go over what would be occurring that night, Roman had simply said just to follow his lead, and so she did.

But, within seconds, the sound of flesh being met with steel echoed around Phoebe and Dean.

The crowds yells for disbelief and confusion rang around them.

Phoebe's mouth fell agape as she stood next to Dean starring between Roman and Seth.

Seth's eyes held a glimmer of guilt, only to be gone as Dean rushed over to him and was met with the end of the chair to his gut, then onto his back sending him down to the ground.

Seth turned to phoebe who shook her head as he mercilessly beating dean with the chair as well as Roman.

She winced looking at the bent chair.

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐔𝐓

Was heard throughout the arena.

Phoebe shook her head and stormed towards the two toned man and gripped his wrist, turning him around.

"What the fuck?" She exasperated.

Seth looked down at her and shook his head, he wrapped his large arm around her and stroked her hair confusing her and the audience.

𝗜𝘀 𝗦𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘁?

𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲, 𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗲.

"What are you doing?" She inquired looking up at him.

Her question was answered as he shoved her down to the corner of the ring.

𝗛𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗨𝗻𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲, 𝗵𝗼𝘄 —

Phoebe looked up through her messy long locks and watched as Dean was then curb stomped into the steel chair.

𝗠𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗱 — 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗯 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗽 𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿

Her eyes breamed with tears as she watched him exit the ring, she crawled over to Dean and Roman running her hands through their wet hair.

𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗛 𝗸𝗲𝗽𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗿, '𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻' 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗚𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀. 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗥𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀?

𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻, 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝗣𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗱𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄.

𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀. 𝗨𝗻𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗦𝗲𝘁𝗵 . . .

Phoebe looked up and watched as Randy held up a steel chair walking around the ring. She shook her head only to be yanked out from the bottom rope and held back by not one twin but two.

𝗧𝗼𝗼 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘄.

Brie held Phoebe's chin up as she forced her to watch Randy slam the chair down onto Roman's back. She began to whimper as the chair shots rang through her ears, the crowd was now silent as they watched the helpless men be beat, and the brunette be held back forcefully.

She whipped her head to the side as Randy slammed the end of the chair into the sternum of Roman Reigns, shouts left him just before Randy removed the man's vest showcasing his bruised and beaten back.

Hunter and Seth stood on the apron now watching.

Phoebe glared up at Seth who avoided her eyes. She shut her eyes briefly as Roman was RKO'd onto the steel chair.

The twins shoved her down face first into her title before walking over next to the three men.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘄𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗘𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 . . . 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘄𝗲'𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗱.

So much for family.

PHOEBE sat in the men's locker room holding a bag of ice to Jon's head as Joe sat back wrapped up and looking down at his phone as Raw replayed on the screen above them.

The trio had been silent their way back only uttering a few words every so often checking to see if the other was okay, specifically Jon and Joe.

Phoebe's brow had been taped up as it was scratched when Nikki slammed her face down into the Divas title before exiting the ring. Not that Phoebe cared too much about it, she was more worried about the two men before her.

"I think I left some of my brain in the ring." Jon mumbled as he winced reaching for his forehead.

Phoebe stifled an eye roll as she and the boys were then brought out of their thoughts as a knock was heard on the door and two men entered the room.

Stephanie McMahon, Paul Leveque and Vince McMahon entered the room and stood across the annoyed and injured trio.

"I hope you understand where we plan on going with this." Stephanie spoke up.

"You made Seth your bitch, yeah we get it." Phoebe bitterly said earning a nudge from Joe who shook his head, the brunette looked down.

"It helped ratings and Colby will be a solo Superstar as will you three." Vince explained, "Hunter thinks you're all better on your own and we have some plans for Roman." He smiled to the tanned man.

Jon rose a brow, "And what about Phoebe and I?"

"The Shields broken up so you three will go back and forth with Seth, ultimately leading to a rival with Dean and Seth, we've got other plans in mind for Roman, don't worry." Stephanie nodded.

Phoebe stood up, "And what about me?" Phoebe inquired again, slightly annoyed with the three.

"You'll be going against AJ and Paige for the Divas title." Hunter answered her question as she nodded satisfied with her answer. "So, if you have any questions see creative. Matches and promos will be be done starting next week, so be prepared."

"And remember you're given script for a reason." Vince warned the three, his eyes primarily focused on Phoebe who glared at the floor. "I expect you all to follow it."

"Yes, sir." Joe nodded as he glanced to the two next to him and nudged them.

"Yes, sir." Phoebe and Jon murmured together.

The three exited the room leaving the other three in the room.

"I'm not responsible for what I say if someone pushes me." Phoebe warned the two, as Joseph let out a sigh watching her stomp out of the locker room.

The brunette walked down the hall with her arms crossed against her chest a prominent glare on her soft features just as a body rammed into her, nearly knocking her down.

"Watch where you're going." She snapped.

"Whoah, sorry." Colby's chuckles rang through her ears.

Phoebe narrowed her eyes at him before brushing past him.

"Hey, hey, wait up. What's wrong?"

"You're fucking kidding me, right?" Phoebe squinted her eye up at him. Colby's brows furrowed, "You didn't even tell me you were turning on us."

"It's a part of the storyline, I didn't have time to tell you--"

"Was you bailing on us last week for a date with some NXT rookie a part of the storyline too? Or was that just your regular douchebag self?" She feigned a look of confusion.

Colby's jaw clenched at her words, he pressed his lips into a thin line. "I don't have to explain myself to you."

"No, but as a friend and your partner, I expected a bit more." She remarked, "But, clearly you're no stranger to disappointment." Colby glared at the petite woman, "We might be in the PG era, but I will not hesitate to beat you to shit if you get in my way."

"Phoebe--"

"No, fuck you, Seth." Phoebe sneered before brushing into his hard chest and walking away from him down to her locker room.

Colby's jaw ticked as he rolled his eyes and walked down to the men's locker room, and instantly regretting it seeing his two former friends conversing to one another.

𝗼𝗼𝗼. ┊𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 !
✎↷:　❪ 𝙰𝚄𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚁'𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴 ❫ ✩˚₊ ͙ ◛ ₊· 𑁤.

sorry i haven't updated in a minute and i also took my books down but now they're back up and I'm happy with the layouts etc. i haven't been inspired to write anything with how WWE is, it sucks so bad lol i can't wait for AEW this October, because i loki wanna make a Kenny Omega fic....

im also annoyed with seth rn, with the whole becky x seth thing, it's getting nauseating at this point. i think i might make my other seth fic into a Kenny Omega book afterwards?  ( THE ELITE )

idk yet, lemme know? would you be down
for a Kenny Omega fic??