Save Me, Ambrose

Feuds

February 19: Jayden

"Are you sure you wanna start this feud? Nikki Bella is a top diva."

"She is? Really? I think AJ is the top Diva and Paige comes at a close second, then Brie and then maybe it's Nikki. She is not the top Diva and I am ready." I smirk at Triple H. He smiles and shakes my hand.

"Go show them what you got." he hands me a Mic. I smirk and walk towards the gorilla. Nikki's music was playing, Paige was in the ring with Natalya and I walk out. I was dressed in skinny jeans and a tank with sneakers so I sit Indian style at the top of the ramp.

"Hey Nikki, I'm up here." I wave and smile cheekily. "I'm going to be one hundred percent honest with you when I say I hope Paige beats your ass at Fast Lane. I hope Paige shows you what a real Diva is. A real Diva, Nikki, isn't someone who makes fun of another Diva just because she doesn't have the same skin tone as you. The same weight. The same build. The same hair. Or the same style. That's what makes everyone different, Nikki. We are not cookie cutter Barbie dolls. We dont have an amazing tan like you do, or hair like you do. Some of us can't pull off what you wear, and if I'm gonna be honest, sometimes even you can't pull it off."
"All you have is blue hair! What makes you so special?" I stand up, my anger suddenly getting the best of me.
"What makes me so special? I have talent, Nikki. I have won championships only you could ever dream of having. I have fought and I have won titles, hell, my whole wall in my bedroom is filled with championships, trophies, awards and certificates that I have achieved. What do you have Nikki? Some worthless, degrading butterfly belt that represents what Vince McMahon thinks a Diva should look like? I think the only actual belt right now worth holding is the NXT Women's Championship. There is a big difference between a Diva and a Woman and Nikki, you are one of the biggest Divas on the roster." I drop the Mic and stare down Nikki before turning around and walking backstage.

A slow clap begins as Triple H walks up to me. I was breathing heavy because I was so angered by Nikki.

"Congratulations, you proved me wrong. You proved you have what it takes." I smIle.

"Thank you." he shakes my hand and we walk towards his office. He closes the door as I settle into the leather chair.

"Someone else is going to be joining us, he's requested to be your manager." someone knocks from the other side of the door and Triple H stands to open it. Dean Ambrose walks in, smiling at me. Dean sits beside me, pulling me into a hug before I sit up straight and get straight to business.

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I walk the halls alone until a hand grabs my shoulder and whips me around. AJ stood there, smiling up at me. I bite my tongue to keep from saying anything.

"Thank you." I give her a confused look, "I heard what you said with Triple H in his office when you said I was the top Diva. Thanks." I nod and AJ skips away. I turn around and enter the Divas Locker room. I sit on the couch and watch the final match of the night.

"Oh my god, what gives you the right to sit on my couch?" I glance up at Nikki and smirk before kicking my feet up and stretching out.

"Well, I don't see your name on it so it's not really yours."

"Look here you little--" the door swings open and Emma and Paige walk in.

"You little what, Nikki?" Paige glares defiantly at Nikki. I just smirk as Nikki looks between Emma, Paige and myself.

"This isn't over." she warns before leaving. I sit up to allow Emma and Paige to sit beside me.

"Congrats on the feud. You did a really good promo out there tonight." I give Emma and Paige a hug before turning back to see my brother and Dolph battling it out.