WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MENTIONS OF SEX, EATING DISORDERS, DEATH AND SWEARING! IF ANY OF THIS AFFECTS YOU, DO NOT READ!
- Finished on February 10th 2024 :) -
Lily Taylor had always dreamt of making it big in the WWE. As a young girl, she would watch the matches religiously, her tiny frame curled up on the couch with a bag of popcorn, her eyes glued to the television screen. Her mum had always been supportive of her dream. At the age of seventeen, she stood at five foot one and weighed a mere one hundred and sixteen pounds. Her hair was a beautiful shade of brown, cascading down her back in loose, flowing waves. Her piercing blue eyes were her most striking feature, often making people stop and stare when she walked by.
It was in this same wrestling club that she met Demi Bennett, another seventeen-year-old with the same dream. They instantly became friends, bonding over their shared passion for the sport. Demi was slightly taller than Lily, standing at five foot seven, but they were both equally as determined to make a name for themselves in the world of professional wrestling. She weighed in at a solid one hundred and forty pounds, her athletic build a testament to her years of training.
Their friendship grew stronger as they practiced together, pushing each other to be better. They even started attending local matches, studying the moves and techniques of their favourite wrestlers, eager to incorporate them into their own repertoire. Despite being smaller in stature, Lily and Demi were fierce competitors, never backing down from a challenge. Their raw talent and infectious enthusiasm soon caught the attention of the club's head trainer, who saw potential in them both.
But this all came to a stop when Demi suddenly leaves the club, no warning at all, leaving Lily feeling lost and heartbroken.
Lily learned to move on and forget, her once best friend.
Your head has always been a weird place to live in, and it all leads to this point in which you don't care if you're falling in a trap anymore: the pain and the misery are addicting. With that, after starting working with the Judgement Day, you kinda already expected Rhea Ripley to break your heart. It didn't really matter that much, you had nothing to lose.
What you didn't expect, though, is that she wouldn't do it, even when you kinda wish she would. Not intentionally, at least. She's good like that.
But you, you are not.
And maybe that's all it takes.
//// This story is also on on ao3 as well, same name and same user if you wanna check it out (the story is more advanced there as I started posting there before) ////
This story brings up sensitive topics that can be triggering to people so read at your own risk. (depression, anxiety, suicidal ideation, low self talk, mentions of death, the list goes on)
P.s. don't come at me for the timeline! It's for the sake of the plot :)