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A/N: so I decided to make this into a series. hehe (not my gif)
I took last week as an opportunity, instead of taking offense. I had a word in the office of McMahon and started the beginning of something bigger. All I had to do now was rake in the glory I was going to receive.
It was now Monday and I had been scheduled for a match with Becky Lynch. All it was supposed to be was a friendly match. Right?
It was the middle of the night and some matches had already taken place. I stood near Hunter and Vince making small adjustments to how tonight would go. There were only four people aware of how the show would take place. Two of them are sitting right in front of me, while the other was on their way to where I stood.
My music hit and I made my way through the curtain selling myself as the hottest commodity in the whole company. I made the fans behind the barricade wish they were close to anything like me. My new gear sparkling under the lights and the ramp flickering beneath my feet.
“From (YHT) Y/N!”
I paced the ring, stretching myself out hoping for a fight. Becky’s music set off and her fiery shown as she walks out. The crowd feeding into her natural attraction. I smile at her the whole time as she's making her way into the ring. We walk up to each other and bump fists as the bell rings.
The lock up is an intense test of strength between us. I shove her away from me and ruffle my hair. A smirk finds its place on her fair colored face. We grapple again and before I know what's happening Becky takes me down with my back on the mat. “What the hell,” I shout as she rolls me up for a pin. I kick out and push her onto the mat. She grabs at her back where she hit the mat and I aggressively grab her hair pulling her up to her feet.
Again I shove her away from me looking around at the crowd. I give them all my cockiest grin before slapping Becky across the face. Everyone shouts and gasps even Becky. The contact of skin on skin was so loud that it could be heard all over the arena. Becky sat on holding her face in utter disbelief. I stooped to the level she never thought someone like me would.
Someone like me. Loyal. Trustworthy. A friend.
I didn't want to be those things anymore. I wanted the title. Whether it was me saying that or my character. I no longer knew. But what I did know is that I was tired of being looked over and ignored.
I pounced and threw flying fists at her while she tried to block her face. I kept on going and going not giving a damn that the bell had rung. Finally the ref pulled me off of Becky and held me back from reaching her. “Raise my hand,” I demanded the referee. He shook his head no.
“You didn't win Y/N, you were disqualified.” I snarled walking away from him. I lifted my arms up wanting the crowd to rain on me. Instead they wanted to rain on my parade. Boos from left and right because I had attacked their hero. Well somebody had to do it. I gracefully exited the ring and walked up the ramp watching Becky whine in pain at the center of the ring. Every step on took from then on was a step towards redemption.
Hunter was the first face I met walking through the guerrilla. “Good job kid, way to sell.” I thanked him about to leave. “Yeah Y/n. Was starting to think you were never going to pull through,” Vince laughed. I just smiled briefly and walked towards the locker room.
About half way there and then-
“Hey.”
I came to an abrupt stop. I would have literally been okay with seeing anyone else right now that the person stood in front of me. I turned around to see if there was anyone else behind me and I just happened to be in the crossfire.
Nothing.
“Seth, hi. Did you need something?” I was as bland and simple as could be. My shorts were now chaffing and I really did not want to have this conversation. He looked over his shoulder and mine for whatever reason. “I just wanted to see how you were doing. You know after everything that Vince said on TV last week.”
The high that I gained from my unfinished match was now gone. Completely down the drain. “Yeah I'm good. Part of the job right?” I quickly made my way past him. I felt my heart racing like it was going to burst right out of my chest. Why?
I changed into something a lot more casual and comfy to go and get some food in catering and watch the rest of the matches. I grabbed a plate of everything and sat down next to Bayley at one of the round tables. “Hey hugger. Oh god no please don't hug me,” Bayley laughed as she unwrapped her arms from around me. “I saw you and Seth talking in the hall. Anything interesting?”
I shrugged shoving a piece of cheesecake into my mouth. “Nah not really. Is that Drew?”
I was basically oogling the man on the monitor. He was tall piece of man that I could never get myself to make conversation with for my life. Bayley grabbed my chin and pushed it up and down to help me chew. “Yes keep eating your food! He’s in the main event with Seth tonight,” she cut a piece of my cake with her fork.
I slid the plate between us so she could get more. “Of course. The curse I cannot escape.” Bayley chuckled keeping her eyes on the screen. “You know if you would have stopped being so chicken maybe you guys would still be together.”
“Oh shut it.”
Seth and I didn't break up for no reason. The whole thing was actually a valid point for him to leave me behind. He wanted commitment and one day a family. While I didn't know what I wanted yet.
I didn't even have the thought of children in my mind. Only my career lingered in my brain. I do- did have very strong feelings for Seth but I didn't have time to worry about a relationship or being engaged. That’s what he had Becky for now.
The night went on and at about eight thirty or so everyone started packing up and heading out to the next city. I was riding with Bayley so she was probably going to be the one to drive.
“Y/N wait before you leave.” I looked over to Hunter waving me over. I told Bayley I would be a minute. She gave me a thumbs up and started loading her stuff into the back.
I followed Hunter over to the hall back inside. “So we are adding to your storyline alright? You are going to be involved in something with Becky and Seth so we are going to add a male counterpart on your side. You will be attending ringside next week at Drews match.” I nearly choked.
“You’ll walk out with him and act like he's the dreamiest man you've ever seen in wrestling tights. Sound good? Just a little romance to get things heated,” I just nodded with a stiff face. “Alright see you at the house show tomorrow kid.”
I walked back to the car with a slump in my step. How embarrassing was this? Was my crush on Drew that obvious. It had to be, because he chose him for a reason. I feel like such a dweeb right now. “You are not going to believe this.”
“You're escorting Drew out next week.” I jumped and turned in the passengers seat. Bayley did nothing but smile. “How did you know?”
Her face distorted into something guilty and she shrugged her shoulders slightly. “I may have mentioned a thing or two about how you may or may not admire Drew, to Hunter.”
“BAYLEY!”
“Im sorry okay! You aren't initiating anything so I had to do something,” she shouted,” I know you said you don't want anything on the road but would it kill you to have some fun? I’m not saying you have to marry the guy.”
I got comfy in my seat realizing Bayley is only trying to help. She's a good friend and I guess I should take her advice. Who knows maybe this storyline thing might just help boost everything else.
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