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In My Corner

Part 1

Phil Brooks/CM Punk x reader

Colby Lopez/Seth Rollins x reader

TW: Angst, Shield betrayal, Dean leaving WWE, Vince being manipulative (very brief), that’s it for now :).

Tags: @reebs-luvs-rhodes-and-wrestling

✧･ﾟ:*ᴵ’ᵐ ᵇᵉᵃᵘ ᵗᶦᶠᵘˡ (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)*:･ﾟ✧*

It didn’t make sense.

It has been over a decade since Y/S/N and CM Punk have been partners. The two of them took WWE by storm. Not only as singles competitors, but as a mixed tag team as well. They fought many battles side by side and they fit quite well together despite the eight year age difference.

They had each other's backs constantly, in kayfabe and outside of it. Phil and Y/N’s characters were close and so were they. Due to the close nature of their stories, they spent thousands and thousands of hours together. They were what peanut butter is to jelly, what butter is to popcorn, they just meshed seamlessly.

Until Phil left the company.

She never blamed him for the decision. If she had the same level of courage he did at the time, she probably would’ve left too. But she had fought tooth and nail to get to the top. She had battled her way through the indies after her time in OVW and when she finally got to try out, it had finally felt like every sacrifice she made was worth it.

So when things got bad between management and Phil, she didn’t know what to do. Y/N knew Phil was right. Everyone knew. But no one was brave enough to say anything except him. She couldn’t give up everything she had built. She loved wrestling and the thought of never being able to do it again terrified her.

So despite her better judgment, she kept quiet. She remained on the main roster while Phil left the company. It broke her heart watching him walk out of the ring for the last time. Especially since he cut all contact with everyone due to legal reasons. The only issue is when he could contact everyone again, he never reached out to her.

Y/N understood why. She left him high and dry. But they were best friends. She tried to apologize multiple times but never heard back. She can’t lie, it did make her a bit bitter. But she kept her focus on her career and the new friends she had made.

The fans missed her mixed tag matches. They loved her as a singles competitor and they still do, but they missed when she had a partner to fight along with. And that’s when Vince had the bright idea to place her with the most popular faction in the company.

The Shield.

Joe, Colby, and Jonathan welcomed Y/N with open arms. She brought a certain balance to their chaotic group while simultaneously adding to it at the same time. They grew close in a very short amount of time, the three of them being there for her in the absence of Phil. She vented her frustrations to them, her anger at Phil for leaving and simply never reaching out again. Like their friendship meant nothing.

They were all angry for her. None of them could understand how Brooks could just never speak to her again. Y/N had to be one of the best if not the best person in the locker room, inside and out. It didn’t make sense how he could walk away and never try to hear her side of things.

So the three men became fiercely protective of her, and she them. They worked as a unit, cohesive in every way. In the beginning, Y/N was worried being a part of a team like this would remind her of Phil, but The Shield was vastly different. The aspect of teamwork was the same, of course, but the way they operated was different from how she and Phil did. Neither of them being worse or better than the other, just different. She never forgot how much she missed the Second City Saint, but being with her boys distracted her enough that missing him wasn’t as painful anymore.

The Shield stood on business. They were as close on screen as they were backstage. Jokes ran through the locker room and through the fans that Y/N was the unofficial “leader” of the faction despite her late entry into the group. It made them laugh because they never really thought or cared enough to determine who would be in charge. She does tend to cut more promos than they guys but that’s simply because she has the gift of gab. She could keep an audience captivated with her words for hours. Perhaps that’s where the misconception came in. But they all did their part. She just happened to talk more than them on some days.

Y/N loved standing with them at ringside during their matches and they loved standing with her. They easily became four of the most adored people in WWE. Y/N remembers a particular show where they were in Houston Texas and more than half the stadium was sporting some form of their merchandise.

They were on fire.

So it came as a surprise when the writers and Vince pitched the idea to break up the group through Colby’s character Seth Rollins. They were all rather heartbroken over the news, but the angle they were playing at was that they wanted to push all four of them more as singles competitors because of how popular they became over such a short time period. Y/N was already on track to go after the Divas championship and it wouldn’t be hard to push the guys to win their own titles too.

However, the way they went about splitting up the group had to sting worst of all. Seth had to defect from the group to join the Authority by hitting Roman in the back with a steel chair and beating Dean down as well. Y/S/N wouldn’t be out in the ring for the beginning of the segment, only running out when she sees what’s happening. Once Dean and Roman are on the floor, she would slide in the ring and shield them with herself as a lasting symbol of what The Shield stood for.

Once Seth sees her, he’s supposed to look conflicted, still having a soft spot for the woman they adopted into the group after being abandoned by her old partner. It came a lot easier for Colby than he thought. To appear distraught and at war with himself. He knew that the breaking up of this group would mean they wouldn’t get to spend as much time together, and when they did it would most likely be through feuds. He had grown attached to Y/N and the guys. It was scary thinking of going on without them, but they all agreed this would be the best for all of their careers.

Still didn’t make losing their built-in family hurt any less.

For storyline purposes, Y/S/N sided with Roman and Dean. She protected them when the Authority or Seth came after them. She was very vocal about her feelings for Seth Rollins after the betrayal which led to many verbal battles in the ring. But backstage, the four of them were all still very close. Things did take a turn for the worse though when Vince started inserting himself in the writing. Whenever Y/N and Colby would be out there, he would always put something a little extra personal in the script to make the words sting even more. Neither of them were sure how Vince even knew about some of the things he would write in, but they always performed to the best of their ability.

There was one night that hit a little harder than Y/N had expected. She didn’t know about the last minute change, the excuse being they wanted to see her “genuine reaction.” Colby had no idea she hadn’t been told, but even then he was still hesitant to say what was written, but Vince assured him Y/N was fine with it.

How stupid he was to fall for that.

The way her face fell when the words left his mouth still haunts him. He should have known better. As soon as he read it, he should have went to Y/N. He should have asked her, not just taken Vince’s word.

The arena was rumbling — the kind of vibration you felt in your chest, not just your ears. Seth Rollins was already in the ring, microphone in hand, pacing slow, that familiar smug grin pulling at his mouth as the crowd hurled boos and scattered cheers his way.

Then Y/N’s music hit.

The place exploded.

She strode out onto the stage with a smirk, rolling her shoulders loose, the heavy leather jacket slung over her frame. She walked with that same cool confidence she always carried to the ring — chin high, shoulders square, eyes locked on Seth.

In the ring, Seth watched her like a lion waiting to pounce. As soon as Y/N slid under the ropes, he gave her an exaggerated slow clap.

“Ah, there she is,” Seth drawled, leaning casually against the ropes. “The queen herself.” His eyes flicked up and down, unapologetically lingering. “Looking sharp tonight, Y/S/N. Guess you do clean up nice.”

Y/N smirked, rolling her shoulders back as she slid into the ring. “Careful, Rollins. Keep talking sweet and people are gonna think you’re soft.”

He laughed, pushing off the ropes to circle her. “Oh, trust me — no one’s ever called me soft.”

Their eyes locked, a familiar heat sparking between them — the kind that wasn’t quite hate but was too sharp to be called friendship.

“Yeah, well, most people wouldn’t call turning on your family ‘strong,’” she fires back angrily. “So you’re right, maybe soft isn’t the right word to describe someone like you.” She takes a step forward, getting in his face. “I think coward is a lot more fitting.”

Ooooh! the crowd roared.

Seth’s grin twitched wider. He turned his back to her, pacing lazily across the ring. “Funny,” he said, voice light, “you talk like you’re some loyal warhorse. But you’ve always had a bad habit of jumping ship, haven’t you?”

Her smirk tightened. Careful, she thought.

Seth turned to face her fully now, eyes glinting under the lights. “I mean, sure — you’ve got Roman, you’ve got Dean… the great Shield family reunion. But let’s not pretend you were always riding with the best.”

Y/N’s grip on the mic shifted. There was a flicker of something in her chest — a tiny warning bell.

Seth tilted his head as if gauging her reaction. “Y’know, you’ve always been good at running that mouth of yours.” He leaned in slightly, voice dropping to a near purr. “It’s almost impressive, really. But it’s nothing new, is it?”

Y/N’s brow ticked, the playful glint in her eyes flickering just slightly.

Seth’s smirk deepened. “You’ve always been good at talking big, standing tall. Just like your old pal…”

He let the name hang, savoring the moment.

“C… M… Punk.”

A ripple rolled through the arena — the crowd caught between shock and thrill. They don’t mention Punk often, or at all really. No one talked about him in the ring, and his name was only brought up backstage when they knew Vince or one of his lackeys wouldn’t hear. Y/N’s heart skipped, her smile tightening as she tried to mask the jolt running through her.

Seth circled closer, his voice sharpening, playful edge twisting into something colder. “You remember him, right? The guy who carried you through your rookie days? Who gave you a shot when no one else would?” He chuckled under his breath. “Guess some things never change — you’re still riding coattails. Only difference is, Punk knew when to bail.”

For a split second, everything inside Y/N stalled.

That wasn’t in the script.

Her heart hammered once — twice — a hard thud against her ribs.

She masked it fast, forcing a tilt of her head, a cool smile. “Careful, Seth,” she said softly, even though her fingers had gone cold around the mic.

But Seth had already stepped in. Already smelled the blood. “You remember him, don’t you?” he murmured, almost tenderly. “The man you stood beside. The one you built your name with. Until things got messy. Until walking away was easier.”

Y/N’s fingers tightened around the mic.

“And when it all fell apart — when he fell apart — you didn’t stand by him, Y/S/N. You didn’t fight for him. You watched him walk out that door, and you stayed.”

The audience noise was dipping, unsure, waiting.

Y/N’s throat worked, but she held the mic steady. Her mind raced — what the hell?

But Seth leaned in now, voice dropping, knife twisting. “He carried you on his back for years… and you repaid him by surviving without him. Guess that’s what you do best — survive anyone who outgrows you.” An evil chuckle escaped his lips, not realizing Y/N isn’t pretending. “Tell me… did it ever dawn on you that Punk never left WWE… he left you.”

Colby could tell that Y/N’s reaction wasn’t acting. He watched as tears began to border at her waterline. He had just rubbed salt in a wound that he, Joe, and Jonathan spent thousands of hours trying to help her heal. They had at least five more minutes of back and forth before she had to snap and attack him, but they never made it that far.

Y/N’s jaw ticked and suddenly the tears were replaced with anger. Instead of responding and continuing the promo, she marched out of the ring without so much as a glance back at him.

He knew at that point she had no idea that was added to the script. Joe and Jonathan had been watching backstage, attempting to catch Y/N before she stormed off to the locker room. She stormed through gorilla into the backstage area. Joe tried to grab her, “Y/N–”

“Don’t,” she pulls her body away from him and Jonathan before trudging over to the women’s locker room, slamming the door behind her.

From that moment on, everything felt a lot more personal. She had heard Colby out who apologized profusely for what had happened but it didn’t change the fact that Y/N was now aware of how deep Vince was willing to cut her to get a good pop.

Everything played out the way they wanted it to. Y/S/N won the Divas championship, Seth won the money in the bank and cashed in at Wrestlemania which cost Roman his title opportunity, Roman eventually got the title, and so did Dean. They were all pushed very hard despite being broken up as a group.

Over the years, storylines kept Joe and Y/N close with one another. She still went out of her way to be around Jonathan and Colby, but it was hard when they couldn’t interact as much. It also became much more difficult to connect with Colby on the level they used to after Vince started using his dialogue as a way to personally go after Y/N.

They both hated the circumstances but there was nothing either of them could do. So all Y/N did was grow tougher skin. It’s all part of the show. However, it did affect their relationship slightly. She still loved the man, but the newly formed tension always seemed to linger over them.

As time went on, their small group fractured even more when Jonathan decided to leave WWE. It was an absolute heartbreaking loss for Joe, Y/N, and Colby, but they understood why he needed to go. Over the past couple of years, the three of them had a lot more opportunities offered to them than Jonathan and he deserves more than what he was getting.

They stayed connected, but seeing each other became rare. Then when the writers proposed the Bloodline storyline with Roman and his family, Y/N knew how big that was going to be. She could see Joe leading a whole faction made up of just his family.

Until it wasn’t just his family.

Roman and Y/S/N had stayed close, done mixed tag matches, supported each other in the squared circle always. So it shouldn’t have surprised Y/N as much as it did when Joe came up to her and said he convinced Vince and the writers to include her in the Bloodline.

She didn’t understand why he wanted her, but the only thing he said was that he needed his best friend with him. That he didn’t want to lead a faction without her in it. That she was his family just as much as the rest of them.

So how could she say no?

For years Roman led the Bloodline as the Original Tribal Chief and Y/S/N stayed by his side. She fought her battles and their battles with all her heart and soul and the group ran the WWE roster. Some days Y/N would miss working closely with Colby, but she knew he didn’t need her. Not as much as Joe did.

She was almost the voice of reason for the Bloodline. The only one who could get Solo to grin without having to coax him to do it. The only person to keep Jey level headed, and the only one to continuously make jokes with Jimmy without getting on anyone’s nerves. And the most important feat of all is that she could get Roman to listen to her.

Paul Heyman was extremely grateful to have her fight the battles he wasn’t able to. When he couldn’t get the boys under control, Y/N could. Many have stepped up to their little family, and many have fallen. The only person who Y/S/N didn’t fight when they approached the Bloodline was Sami Zayn. He was a perfect fit. He brought a certain lightheartedness they all needed.

For years they helped Roman stay on top. Through the Covid era and multiple hard times, they stuck together. Unfortunately, as both Joe and Y/N have learned, nothing good seems to last. It wasn’t a surprise when it was suggested the Bloodline be broken up. Especially when Cody Rhodes came back into the picture. They had been together for a long time so it’s true the storyline started to get relatively stale.

One by one the members of the original Bloodline defected. Some came back for brief stents before taking off again. Every one of them betrayed Roman. It was, of course, to add drama to Kayfabe, but it still hurt to watch them all leave. The only two people who stuck by Roman’s side were Y/S/N and Paul Heyman.

Y/S/N made it clear from the beginning she never trusted Paul, but she did what Roman deemed as necessary. Joe and Y/N spent a lot of time together, their friendship becoming the strongest it’s ever been. Both of them held the WWE undisputed championships for their respective divisions, ruling the company with an iron fist even if they didn’t have a complete family to back them up.

However, when Survivor Series 2023 came around, Y/N was placed on Bianca Belair’s team, a close friend in and out of the ring, to fight against Damage CTRL. The two teams had been practicing their bumps for weeks, Joe even helping Y/N with some of her more difficult stunts that could seriously injure someone if not delivered correctly. She’s one of the few people Paul Levesque trusts to do the more risky moves because he knows how careful she is and how much time she’ll put in to making sure everything goes smoothly.

Bianca’s team ended up winning the battle, putting Damage CTRL in their place. The ladies were kind enough to allow Y/N to get the pin, winning the match. It was one of the best moments of her career. Hearing the pop from the audience as the five of them climb up the cage, celebrating at the top with wide smiles on their faces.

Running to the back, the first people to greet her in celebration were Joe and Colby. The latter of the two competed with Cody’s team a bit later, but he couldn’t resist watching his close friend opening the show.

“You killed it out there,” Joe says, squeezing her tightly. “I told you you’d land that corkscrew moonsault off the cage.”

“You sure you don’t have a background in Lucha?” Colby says with a teasing eyebrows as he hugs her.

“I feel like my face is buzzing,” Y/N replies, face buried in his chest. “I could probably lift a car right now.”

“Let’s not do that,” Joe pats her back, him and Colby laughing quietly.

The night went on without much issues. Y/N and Joe remained backstage. She was surprised he even came considering he wasn’t fighting tonight, but she wasn’t going to complain about having his support. When the main event came around, Y/N made her support of Cody and Colby’s team known. Especially since Joshua was on it. Joe made conversation with some other people backstage as the match continued.

Y/N smiles as Randy Orton makes his way to Gorilla, getting ready to make his big entrance. The two of them share a brief hug and quiet conversation before his music hit and he went out to join the rest of his team. Of course, Cody’s team beats the Judgement Day and Drew McIntyre, but in the midst of the celebration, a familiar static flooded the speakers in the arena.

Y/N’s blood ran cold. She had heard rumors he may come back, but she never thought it would actually happen. The woman turns on her heel and comes face to face with a man she hasn’t seen in over a decade. His familiar green eyes meet hers. It’s brief, but a whole parade of emotions crosses his face. Hurt, betrayal, remembrance, sadness, love. Y/N’s sure her expression mimics his. It was only a mere few seconds before he walked out to make his triumphant return, but in those few seconds it feels like Y/N’s entire world stopped.

Phil Brooks is back.

CM Punk has defied all odds. Hell froze over. He made it clear he would never come back. But here he is in the flesh, turning Y/N’s entire life upside down.

“Y/N…” Joe’s soft voice calls out, his hand grabbing her shoulder softly. He didn’t see everything that happened, only that she was frozen.

She’s torn out of her trance as she looks back up at her best friend, “He’s here,” her voice comes out in a whisper. “I didn’t– I didn’t think…”

“I know,” he says softly, pulling her into him.

“Did you know?” Y/N asks quietly, allowing him to hold her.

“I heard some rumors, but I didn’t think anything of it,” he admits. “If I’d have known, you’re the first person I would have told.”

“He looked right at me,” she says quietly, looking down at the floor. “Joe, I– I haven’t even spoken to him since he left.”

“And you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he tells her, lifting her chin up with his finger. “You don’t have to talk to him. You don’t owe him anything. You tried to reach out, remember? He ignored you. Him being back doesn’t change anything.”

“But that’s not true,” Y/N tells him, crossing her arms over her chest. That’s when the sound of everyone from the final fight comes barreling through the curtain to join everyone else backstage. Joe pulls them aside so they’re not in anyone’s way. “This changes everything. Especially if he starts bringing up the past.”

“And if he does, I’ll be right behind you,” he reassures her.

That’s when Colby comes charging towards them, an irritated look on his face. He looks like he’s about to tear into someone, but that’s when he notices the panic on Y/N’s face, and the angry rant he was about to go on disappears from his mind. A small exhale leaves his lips as he grabs Y/N’s hand. “Are you okay?”

Y/N nods, but her eyes travel over to Phil who’s standing next to Randy and Paul Levesque as everyone begins to welcome him back. “Just a bit surprised is all,” she admits.

“Surprised is one word for it…” Colby grumbles before glancing up at Joe, “Did Heyman know?” He asks, eyes still blazing with barely contained fury. “He’s got eyes and ears everywhere and I know damn well he would have told you of all people the second he found out.”

“He just told me there were talks of him wanting to come back,” Joe says, a scowl forming on his face at Colby’s tone. “There was never a confirmation. They must’ve kept it quiet.”

“How convenient,” Colby scoffs. “Guess that little rat of yours isn’t as helpful as we all thought.”

“Guys,” Y/N stops them, her eyes still flickering over to the corner where her old friend stands. “He’s here. He’s signed. Fighting over who knows what isn’t going to change it.”

“I haven’t worked my ass off for the past ten years just for him to waltz back in here and try to take all the glory,” Colby says angrily. “I looked up to that asshole once upon a time. But he’s hurt too many people I care about and shit on this company for far too long. He doesn’t get to just come back and act like he’s helped build this into what it is today.”

Y/N watched the anger rise in Colby like a tide he couldn’t hold back. His fists were clenched, jaw tight. She knew this part of him well — not the performer, but the friend who felt things too deeply and hated when people he loved got hurt.

“I know,” she said gently. “Trust me, I know. But we can’t change that he’s back. All we can control is what we do from here.”

Colby looked at her, then at Joe. He opened his mouth to say something, but the roar of the crowd from the arena still echoed faintly through the concrete halls, and it was enough to make him pause. Instead, he just nodded — not in agreement, but in understanding.

Joe took a slow breath beside them, his voice low. “What do you want to do, Y/N?”

“I want to breathe,” she whispered. “I need to clear my head before I do something stupid. Like confront him while my heart’s still racing.”

Colby moved in front of her, his hands resting on her shoulders. “Then we’ll get you out of here. He’s doing his welcome-back rounds with the suits and the veterans. He won’t notice if you slip away.”

Y/N’s head nods along with his words, her mind telling her to walk away, but she can’t seem to tear her eyes away from him. The man she once loved more than anything in the world is standing just a mere few feet away. He’s surrounded by executives and legends and people who used to mean something to them both. He looked a little older, a little worn around the edges, but those eyes — they were the same.

And then suddenly they were looking right at her.

Not for long. Just a second. Barely more than a blink.

But it was enough.

Her chest tightened as a thousand memories flooded her all at once — late nights in hotel rooms, bruised knuckles and whispered promises, the warmth of his hoodie after a long match, and the bitter sound of silence when he was gone.

“Y/N,” Colby said again, his voice lower this time, more urgent.

Joe gently touched her elbow. “Let’s go. You don’t have to do this here.”

She nodded before she even realized she had. Her body moved before her brain caught up, letting them guide her out of the hallway and down a quieter corridor. Away from the crowd. Away from him.

Behind her, she swore she could feel his gaze lingering.

As they walked, they ended up in one of the smaller lounges tucked near production. Colby paced. Joe stood with his arms folded across his chest, jaw tense.

Y/N sat on a crate, elbows on her knees, trying to regulate her breathing.

“He was going to walk over,” Joe said. “I saw it in his eyes.”

Colby let out a humorless laugh. “Not on my watch.”

“He didn’t look angry,” she murmured, eyes distant. “He just… looked. Like he wasn’t sure if I was real.”

“Yeah, well, he does have a habit of leaving people behind and forgetting they exist,” Colby snapped.

Y/N shot him a look.

He sighed. “Sorry. That was too far.”

Joe finally spoke again. “You want to talk about it?”

She shook her head. “Not yet. If I open that box, I don’t know what’ll come out.”

Colby crouched in front of her, resting his arms on his knees. “We’ve got you. No matter what happens.”

“I know,” she whispered. Her voice cracked. “I just… I really thought I was done with this part of my life.”

“You were,” Joe said gently. “Until he stepped back in.”

Y/N leaned back against the wall and stared up at the ceiling. “I don’t want him to talk to me.”

“Then he won’t,” Colby said, without hesitation. “We’ll make sure of it.”

There was a pause. Then Y/N let out a shaky breath. “But what if I do? What if… some part of me still wants to hear what he has to say?”

Colby didn’t answer right away. His throat bobbed.

“You don’t have to decide that tonight,” he finally said. “He’s here. He’s not going anywhere. And neither are we.”

Y/N looked at him — really looked at him — and for a second, she forgot about Phil.

That’s when Joe’s phone begins to buzz. Each one right after the other in rapid succession. He sighed and pulled it out of his pocket, reading the screen before glancing at the two of them. “It’s Galina ,” he muttered. “She’s got the kids tonight. I should call her back.”

Y/N gave him a soft smile. “Go. We’ll be okay.”

He hesitated for a second, looking between her and Colby — clearly reluctant to leave, but trusting them. “You sure?”

“Promise,” she said gently.

Joe nodded and stepped out of the lounge, pulling the door closed behind him.

The silence that followed wasn’t awkward.

But it wasn’t comfortable either.

Y/N kept her eyes on the floor for a moment, then finally glanced up at Colby. “You don’t have to hover. I’m not going to go running down the hallway after him or anything.”

Colby’s mouth quirked at the corner, but his voice was soft. “I know. That’s not why I’m here.”

“Then why are you?”

His brow furrowed at the question, caught off guard by its sincerity. For a moment he didn’t answer — just looked at her the way he always did when he was deciding whether to lie or not.

He didn’t.

“Because when I saw your face back there… it scared the shit out of me.”

Y/N blinked.

“You looked like you saw a ghost. Or like you’d been hit by a truck and were trying to pretend you were fine. And I just—” He rubbed a hand across his jaw, suddenly restless. “I’ve seen you hurt before. In matches, on the road, after bad bookings. I’ve seen you furious. I’ve seen you drunk off your ass in the middle of nowhere crying about a botched promo. But I’ve never seen you like that.”

Y/N’s chest tightened again.

She looked down, twisting the rings on her fingers. “I didn’t know it was going to affect me like that.”

“Yeah,” he said softly. “Me neither.”

She glanced up again, and this time his eyes didn’t move.

They held hers.

And for a moment — just one — the weight of everything else melted away. The buzz of the arena. The ghost of a man standing fifty feet down the hallway. Even the sound of Joe’s voice echoing outside the door disappeared.

It was just them.

Y/N felt the heat first. In her cheeks, in her throat. That flicker of something she hadn’t dared name before. Not with Colby. Not after everything else.

But it was there.

Undeniable.

She broke the silence first, her voice quieter than before. “Colby…”

He didn’t move closer, but he didn’t back away either. “I’m not going to push you,” he said, as if reading her mind. “I just need you to know… I’ve got you. No matter what happens with him. No matter how complicated it gets. You’re not alone.”

Her breath caught in her throat.

She could feel herself teetering on the edge of something.

Colby’s hand drifted toward hers — not quite touching, but close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his skin.

And she wanted to reach out. Wanted to close the gap.

But not tonight.

Not with Phil still echoing in her chest like a heartbeat she thought she’d buried.

So she looked at him — really looked at him — and whispered, “Thank you.”

Colby nodded, the air thick between them.

“I meant it,” he said. “We’ve got time. I’m not going anywhere.”

And for once, she believed him.

[final-smashey]

[womensrevolutions]

[rawsmackdownnxtdivas]

Bianca Belair 💞

[2deadkat]

A certified five-star match

[queenzayy234]

Now I just need Bianca and Rhea to make up 😃 Yes?

[sharmelasworld]

Part 5: Miracle's 30th Birthday

Part 5: Miracle's 30th Birthday

"Alright, I have the venue picked out. Jey, you will take Miracle out for the day, and Jimmy, you will help me decorate." Sharmela said, calling the shots.

Jey and Jimmy nodded their heads in a yes motion.

"Do you know what you have planned for her?" Sharmela asked

"Yeah, I'll take her shopping and then to lunch. Then I will bring her back to her apartment with enough time to prepare." Jey said.

"Sounds good to me," Sharmela said.

Before anyone could say anything, the front door of Jey's house opened. Sharmela scrambled all the paperwork from the table and stuffed it into her bag before Miracle turned the corner.  Miracle entered the living room, looking at everyone suspiciously.

"What are y'all up to?" Miracle asked, looking at her boyfriend, bestie, and brother.

"Nothing, just showing the boys some new gear concepts," Sharmela said.

"Yeah, OK…" Miracle said, walking over to where Jey was.

Jey wrapped his arms around Miracle's waist, pulling her into a kiss.

"Eww... Get a room…" Jimmy yelled as he covered his eyes.

Sharmela laughed as she smacked Jimmy in the arm.

"How was work?" Jey asked.

"Hectic as hell… Those kids drove me crazy today," Miracle answered.

"Do I need to come up and lay a yelp down on them?" Jey asked.

"No, I got it handled." Miracle said, laughing.

Jey kissed Miracle on the temple, and they settled down on the couch.  Jimmy was cuddled up with Sharmela on the opposite side of the living room.

"So, Big Jim, when will you make it official with my big sis?" Miracle asked.

Jimmy and Sharmela looked at each other, "Aye, you want to be my girl?"

"Sure, why not…" Sharmela answered.

Jey and Miracle looked at the other couple like crazy, making Sharmela and Jimmy laugh.

"Jimmy, you can't be serious right now," Jey said, truly confused.

"Hell yeah, Uce, serious like a heart attack," Jimmy laughed.

"I'm not into the romance shit. I like it straight to the point." Sharmela said.

"I get it," Jey said.

Jimmy kissed Sharmela on the temple, and it caused her to blush.

Miracle's Birthday!

Today is a special day. It was Miracle's 30th birthday. Miracle didn't make a big deal about her birthdays, but this year, it hit differently. This year was a milestone birthday, and she has an amazing circle with which to celebrate it.

Miracle woke up to the sun shining through the curtain and hitting her face.

"I can't believe I made it to 30." Miracle said out loud.

Miracle's phone rang, and she reached for the nightstand to get it. Miracle smiled when she saw her best friend's picture flash across the screen.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" Sharmela yelled into the phone.

"Thank you, sis." Miracle said.

"So, what do you have planned for the day?" Sharmela asked.

"Jey is going to take me shopping and then to lunch." Miracle answered.

"Oh, alright…" Sharmela said.

Before Miracle could say anything, Jey interrupted her with an incoming call.

"Girl, let me go... It's Jey on the other line." Miracle said.

"Alright."

Miracle switched over to Jey's call.

"Hey, baby girl, happy birthday…" Jey said, his voice raspy from just waking up.

"Thank you, my love," Miracle said as her heart skipped a beat.

"I need you to be ready by 10 am so I can take you shopping and out to eat," Jey said.

"OK, let me get out of bed." Miracle said, throwing her feet to the edge of the bed.

"Alright, I'll see you later," Jey said.

"OK…" Miracle said, getting off the bed.

Miracle stood up and stretched before heading to the bathroom.  After finishing her morning routine, Miracle headed downstairs, where she made herself a cup of coffee and waited for Jey to come and pick her up.  As she took the last sip of her coffee, her doorbell rang.  Miracle put her coffee cup in the sink and headed to the front door.  When Miracle looked through the peephole, a smile instantly appeared. Jey stood on the other side of the door with a massive arrangement of roses.

"Hey, sexy," Miracle said, looking at Jey, dressed in all black with his white forces.

"Happy birthday," Jey said, pulling Miracle in for a kiss.

They broke the kiss, and Jey handed Miracle the roses.

"The roses are for you…" Jey said.

"The roses are beautiful…" Miracle said, taking the roses from Jey and smelling them.

"You're more beautiful..." Jey said, causing Miracle to blush.

"Come in so that I can put them into some water." Miracle said, moving out of the way so Jey could walk into the apartment.

Jey followed Miracle into her apartment and the kitchen.

"Jey, can you get the vase from up there?" Miracle said, pointing to the top shelf of her cabinet.

Jey came up behind Miracle, pressing up against her. Miracle's breath hitched as she felt his semi-hard penis press up against her ass.

"Here you go," Jey said, handing Miracle the vase.

"Umm, thank you…" Miracle said, clearing her throat.

Miracle filled the vase with water and put the roses in it. Miracle then placed the vase on the counter and turned to Jey.

"Are you OK?" Jey asked with a smirk on her face.

"Yeah, let's go…" Miracle said as she walked out of the kitchen.

Jey followed Miracle out of the kitchen and into the living room. The couple put on their jackets and shoes and left the apartment.

Jey and Miracle headed to the mall. Jey intended to spoil Miracle on her special day.  The couple made their way to the mall. The conversation was light as Jey cracked jokes that made Miracle laugh.

This birthday is the best one yet. Miracle said.

"How so?" Jey asked.

"Well, it's the first birthday I'm excited for. I lost my mom on my 12th birthday, and ever since, I have never really celebrated it. But having you, Jimmy, and Sharmela by my side made it all worth it." Miracle answered.

Jey squeezed Miracle's hand, then gave a kiss. Before they knew it, Jey parked his car in the mall parking lot.

"There are only two rules you need to follow," Jey said

"And what is that?" Miracle asked.

"One, you pick out whatever you like, and two, I pay for it all," Jey said, getting out of the car before Miracle could protest.

Miracle decided to visit Victoria's Secret, H&M, and Foot Locker. Miracle picked out everything she wanted, and Jey paid for it all.

"You don't have to pay for all of it." Miracle said.

"But I want to…" Jey said, kissing Miracle on the cheek.

Jey was sitting on the bench and pulled out his phone.  He texted Sharmela to let her know Miracle was done shopping and heading to lunch.

"Who are you texting?" Miracle asked, sitting next to Jey on the bench.

"I was texting Sharmela; she showed me some pink fabric." Jey answered, "Are you ready for lunch?"

"Sure, where are we going?" Miracle asked.

"Waffle house?" Jey asked.

"Sounds good to me… Let's go," Miracle said as she exited the bench and walked away. Jey watched as she walked away, her hips swaying from left to right.

"Damn, I'm a lucky ass man..." Jey thought to himself.

While Jey and Miracle were at the Waffle House, Mela texted Jey to let him know that everything was ready and that they could come home when they were prepared. After eating, Jey paid the bill, and they returned to Miracle's apartment.

Back at the house, Sharmela and Jimmy put the final touches on the decorations, and Sharmela laid out Miracle's dress and accessories for the night.

"Girl, you are going all out for Miracle…" Jimmy said, finishing his task.

"Of course, she deserves it. She's been through a lot." Sharmela said as she laid out Miracle's dress.

"I understand…" Jimmy said.

Mela's phone pinged, and she got a message from Jey, telling her they were two blocks away.

"Babe, let's go, they are two blocks away," Sharmela said.

Jimmy and Sharmela checked everything before they left the apartment and returned to Sharmela's place.

When Jey pulled up to Miracle's apartment, he helped her out of the car.

"Close your eyes," Jey said.  

Miracle closed her eyes, and Jey held her hand as he walked her to the apartment. Jey took Miracle's keys and opened her apartment door.

"Open your eyes…" Jey said.

When Miracle opened her eyes, she was in complete shock. Her apartment was beautifully decorated.

"Oh my God... The decorations are beautiful." Miracle said, holding Jey's hand as they walked further into the apartment.

"You have Sharmela and Jimmy to thank for this." Jey said, "There's more…"

Jey led Miracle to her bedroom, where balloons, flowers, and a beautiful dress on the bed greeted her.

"What's all this?" Miracle asked.

"Well, Sharmela wanted you to have a special birthday, so she got you this dress," Jey said, looking at Miracle's smile. Once you finish getting dressed, I'll drive you to a special location, where we will end your birthday with a bang."

"Oh, lord," Miracle said.

"So, start getting dressed. I'll be back at 8 pm. I'm going home to get dressed." Jey said, kissing Miracle on the lips.

Later that night, Jey made his way back to Miracle's apartment. His black suit fit him just right. Jey rang Miracle's doorbell and waited for her to answer.  Miracle opened the door, wrapped in a silk robe and curlers in her hair.

"Hey, beautiful," Jey said, stepping into her apartment.

"Hey, handsome…" Miracle said, walking back to her bedroom.

Jey bit his bottom lip as he watched Miracle walk away. They walked back to her bedroom so Miracle could finish getting dressed. Miracle dropped her robe, revealing her black bra and panty set.

"Shit…" Jey mumbled.

"You like what you see?" Miracle asked as she sat at her vanity, putting the final touches on her makeup.

Jey bit his bottom lip as he watched Miracle step into her dress.

"Babe, can you help me with zipping up the dress?" Miracle asked.

"Sure…" Jey said, walking to the other side of the room.

Jey helped Miracle with her dress and her jewelry. She stepped back and looked at Jey.

"How do I look?" Miracle asked.

"Fucking amazing… You are about to give me a heart attack," Jey said, admiring her beauty.

"Thank you, "Miracle said, kissing Jey on the lips.

Jey helped Miracle with her shoes, and they headed to the Rolls-Royce that Jey rented for the night.

"Babe, you did not have to rent this expensive car…" Miracle said.

"Yes, I did, you deserve it," Jey said, holding her hand as he drove to the banquet hall.

When they pulled up in front of the banquet hall, Miracle shook her head.

"Sharmela is so extra…" Miracle said as Jey opened the passenger side door and helped her out.

"I need you to close your eyes…" Jey said as he watched Miracle close her eyes.

Jey held Miracle's hand and walked her into the venue.

"Open your eyes…" Jey said.

Miracle opened her eyes, and everyone shouted in surprise.

Miracle's eyes instantly filled with tears as Jey hugged her. Sharmela walked over to the couple and grabbed Miracle from Jey's embrace.

"Why do you have to be so extra?" Miracle asked, dabbing her tears.

"Because you deserve it. You've been there through my darkest times. Always been a sister to me." Sharmela said, wiping away her tears.

"I love you, sis," Miracle said.

Miracle spent the rest of the night greeting everyone, drinking, and having a good time.

"Everybody!! It's time to sing Happy Birthday to my sis!" Jimmy screamed into the mic.

Jey brought Miracle to the center of the room. She began to blush as she hates being the center of attention. Jey smiled, finding it adorable how she started to blush.

Everyone started singing Happy Birthday, and Jimmy began to do the "Dougie." Everyone started laughing at Jimmy. After everyone finished singing, Miracle cut her cake with Jimmy by her side. Miracle continued partying with her guests and was feeling tipsy. Miracle spotted Jey by the bar with Jimmy. She walked over there and grabbed his hand.

"I need to borrow your brother for a minute." Miracle said, pulling Jey to the dance floor.

As they hit the dance floor, "Too Close" by Next appeared.  Miracle turned around and started grinding on Jey. Jey held Miracle's waist and matched her rhythm. As they danced together Miracle felt Jey's penis press against the thin fabric covering her butt.

"Girl, you are driving me crazy…" Jey said, his voice dropping an octave.

Miracle bit her bottom lip, looking at Jey with lust-filled eyes.

"Do you think they will notice if we leave?" Miracle asked.

"I doubt it…" Jey said, with a michevious grin on his face.

Miracle grabbed Jey's hand and pulled him to the exit.

"Let's get out of here," Miracle said.

"Alright," Jey said, following her out of the venue.

Jey helped Miracle into the car and then got into the passenger seat.

"You place or mine?" Jey asked.

"Yours," Miracle answered as she settled in the passenger seat.

As Jey drove to his house, Miracle reached over, caressing his thigh.

"What are you doing?" Jey asked.

"I want some birthday loving…" Miracle said, moving her hands up further, Jey's thigh.

Jey inhaled a deep breath. He pulled up in front of the house, parked the car, and dragged Miracle into the house. Jey closed the door and pushed Miracle against it, causing her to flinch at the cold door hitting her back.

"I've been waiting for this moment since we met," Jey said, kissing Miracle's neck.

Miracle broke the kiss and walked towards Jey's bedroom. Once she entered the room, Jey came behind her and unzipped her dress. The dress fell at her feet in a heap. Miracle stepped out of the dress and turned to face Jey. Jey watched as Miracle turned around in only her bra and panties.

"Baby, you look so fucking amazing, right now," Jey said as his eyes wandered about your body.

Miracle blushed and started to walk away from Jey. Jey started to get undressed as he followed Miracle to the big window that overlooked the pool area.

"Jey," Miracle said as she looked out at the pool.

"Yes, my love…" Jey said as he wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her closer to his bare chest.

"We've been together for six months, and this is the happiest I've ever been." Miracle said, turning to face him.

Jey watched as Miracle's facial expression softened.

"When I broke up with Darren, I decided to give up on love. But when you came into my life, you changed my mind," Miracle said as a tear slipped from her eyes. Jey wiped the tears and lifted Miracle's chin to meet his gaze.

"Miracle, I knew you were different the day you came into my life. I didn't have to be Jey Uso; I could be Joshua Fatu. I know you've been through a lot, and I vow to love and heal your heart." Jey said as he held Miracle's face in his hands.

Jey leaned down, giving Miracle a soft kiss on her lips. Miracle's eyes fluttered shut as she felt Jey's plump lips on hers. Jey trailed the kisses down Miracle's neck, causing a soft moan to escape her lips.

"I love you, Miracle Christine…" Jey said as he trailed the kisses down her chest.

"I love you too, Joshua Samuel…" Miracle said, closing her eyes.

Jey lifted Miracle off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the bed and laid her down gently.

"Are you ready for our love-making session?" Jey asked.

Yes, baby," Miracle said.

Jey looked down at Miracle and smiled, showing off his gold grills. Jey reached around Miracle and unhooked her bra, her breasts spilling out. Jey took her left breast into his mouth, pleasuring it with his tongue.

"Shit…" Miracle moaned. "Hurry up!"

Jey laughed as he moved down to the waistband of Miracle's underwear. He pulled them off and threw them on the floor. Jey trailed kisses from her stomach until he reached her private treasure. Jey kissed her inner thighs, causing her to shiver.

Jey looked up at Miracle and smiled, "Are you ready?"

"Yes..." Miracle moaned.

Jey smiled at Miracle and got between her legs. He took a deep breath and stuck his tongue in between her slippery folds.

"Damn baby, you taste so damn good." Jey moaned.

Miracle grabbed the back of his head, holding it in place. Miracle felt a tension building in the pit of her stomach.

"Baby..." Miracle moaned as she closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure Jey was giving her.

"Yeah," Jey said.

Before Miracle could respond to Jey, her climax hit her like a ton of bricks.

"JOSHUA!" Miracle screamed as he continued to eat her out.

Jey licked up all her juices and reached up to her face, kissing her deeply. Miracle smiled at Jey.

"Baby, I'm ready to make love to you..." Miracle saod/

Jey smiled and lined him up with her entrance, easing himself into her. Miracle inhaled a deep breath as she adjusted to his size.

"Damn baby, your so tight..." Jey moaned into her ear.

Miracle closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip as the feeling of ecstasy took over her body.

Miracle felt a familiar tension building in the pits of her stomach. She sank her nails into Jey's biceps; he let out a low hiss.

"Damn," Jey moaned into Miracle's ear as he nipped her earlobe.

Miracle's moans caused Jey to go wild. He smiled as her moans were like music to her ears.

Jey was mid-thrust when Miracle tried to push him away, too overwhelmed with passion.

"Nah... We're not doing that.." Jey said as he grabbed Miracle's wrist and pinned them above their head.

"Shit... Shit..." Miracle maoned as her second climax hit him.

Jey pulled out of Miracle, causing her to inhale deeply at the emptiness Jey left behind.

"Turn over and arch your back," Jey said, his voice a little harsh.

Miracle did as she was told. Jey entered her from behind, causing Miracle to scram and grab the pillow lying in front of her.

Jey continued thrusting into Miracle, this time a little more complicated and faster.

"Damn baby, I'm about to nut..." Jey said, speeding up his movements. Jey's last thrust was hard and forceful, causing him to release his seed inside of Miracle.

Jey pulled out of the Miracle and collapsed beside her. Miracle rolled over onto her back, trying to catch her breath.

Happy birthday, princess..." Jey said, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"Yes indeed, a happy birthday to me.." Miracle smiled as her eyes drifted off to sleep.

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