January 2015
Royal Rumble
AJ Brooks' POV
I let out a gasp and I shook from the cold, I wiped my now wet face and glared at the British diva, "Was that really necessary?"
Layla smirked and innocently shrugged her shoulders, "Foxy told me to wake you because the WWE World Heavyweight match just wrapped up a few moments ago and now it's time for the Royal Rumble for the women unless you don't want a Diva's championship match..."
I sprung to my converse covered feet, "Of course I do! I just have to change because of you. By the way who won the men's Royal Rumble?"
Layla's face paled and avoided my gaze, "I think it would be best if you found out after the match."
I narrowed my eyes, "Layla, it's the least you could do since you could've given me hypothermia!"
"Fine! No need to guilt trip me though, it was Punk who won. He eliminated Roman in the end and will face Brock Lesnar at Wrestlemania."
That's probably why I fainted....
A fake smile rose and I grabbed extra shorts and a Love Bites customized shirt, "I'll be heading off then to get ready, see you out there."
-x-
I came from the curtain at number twenty seven and immediately did a Lou Thesz press on Eve Torres, she and I have never gotten along and she made my best friend, Celeste hate being in the WWE for her physique. All I was thankful for was that when Kharma returned, both herself, Beth Phoenix and Natalya eliminated themselves before my number was called.
The timer counted down for the last entrant and Boy Hits Car's most famous hit during the Attitude era played through the arena and I shook my head in disbelief. Lita ran from the back with her signature red locks flowing behind her.
I thought she was pregnant? Obviously not.
Sasha Banks eliminated Eve to everyone's surprise along with Mickie James and it was now the final three. Myself, Lita and Sasha Banks. We both exchanged glances with one another, Sasha came running at me, hoping to closeline me out of the ring. I did a quick sidestep while holding the top rope and Sasha came crashing to the floor.
I grabbed a mic and smirked at Lita, "Did you lose your way to the retirement home? You are nothing important-"
She ripped the mic from me and shook her head, "You must have a short memory AJ for forgetting who I am and what I've done! Let me remind all of you, I'm the most dominant woman this industry has ever seen; the greatest women's champion of all time! I single-handedly revolutionized women's roles in the WWE. I inspired a generation of women including you AJ. Just because you pretend to be me in the ring doesn't mean that you need to do that outside of the ring as well."
I gasped at her dig which had to do with my failed marriage with Punk, I let out a primal scream and jumped on her. We both landed on the ground and the bell rang, we broke apart from each other and started to celebrate.
"You didn't win Lita, I clearly did!" I yelled at her while pointing my finger into her face, she slapped my hand out of the way and shook her head, "I won AJ. Take it like a professional for once in your life."
Eden stood up and smiled to the WWE Universe, "The winner of the 2015 Women's Royal Rumble is AJ Lee and Lita! They will both face Paige in the co-main event at Wrestlemania!"
I shrugged my shoulders at the older Diva, it could've always been worse.
Saraya entered the ring and I entered as well, Lita followed and there was a stare down between us three, may the best woman win.
-x-
When I got to the back, Dean and Punk were in the middle of what it seemed like a heated argument, Punk scowled at the younger man, "AJ loves me. Now that I'm back there isn't anything preventing her from coming back to me."
Dean, of course being the playful man that he is, just laughed at Punk's serious expression, "Let's not get ahead of ourselves here, AJ doesn't love you she hasn't for a long time now."
Punk let the words sink in, "Stay out of my way Dean." He muttered as he bumped shoulder with the older man.
Oh boy, the next few weeks were definitely doing to be interesting.
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