Rhea Ripley X OC [(DISCONTINUED)]

Chapter 9

It's been a couple of weeks since I had that dream about Demi and it wasn't the only one. Almost every night I dream of her, sometimes it's clean and others it's very much the opposite. I have also somewhat been avoiding her. I can't look at her without blushing and remembering all of the filthy dreams. On a more positive note though, I have made friends with some of the other superstars on both RAW and SmackDown.

I am currently in my locker room getting ready for my match tonight. I have already changed into my ring gear (picture above) and was working on my make-up.

I kept it simple and paired it with my signiture black lipstick. I threw my hair up into a plain, old pony tail and set both hair and make-up with hairspray before I heard a knock on the door. I walk over, open it and was greeted with smiles from three of my closest friends - Bianca Belair, Asuka and Piper Niven (previously known as Doudrop). I welcomed then in and we all sat down on the couches in my locker room.

"Excited for our match tonight Sky." Piper asked me, "Yeah I am but it kinda sucks having to go up against a friend ya know." I reply and everyone nods or hums in agreement. My match tonight was up against Piper, I mean I guess I understand why, she's a heel and my character is supposed to be a face but I still kinda hate it. "Either way though, I'm still gunna give my all out there and I expect you to do the same." Piper states sternly, I smile and tell her I will when another knock on my door calls for our attention. I stand up and answer it, it's a crew member, "You have five minutes Skylar." they say, "Also have you seen Piper, her entrance is about to be cued." Piper jumps up, hugs me and dashes off with the crew member following behind.

Me, Bianca and Asuka slowly make our way to the gorilla and I start stretching out my limbs like I always do whilst Bianca and Asuka wish me luck. Piper's music comes to an end so I wait behind the curtain for mine. As soon as it hits, the crowd roars and I make my way through the curtains. Doing my entrance somersault and running down to the ring, I jump up onto the apron. I hook my right leg over the middle rope and anchored my ankle under the bottom rope whilst bending back and hanging upside down with my hands thrown out infront of me, making devil horns and sticking out my tongue.

Instantly as I step into the ring, the bell rings and Piper charges at me. I make it seem as if I didn't know what she was doing and let her grab me and throw me across the ring into the ropes. She goes for a clothesline that connects and I fall to the mat. She attempts to get me with an elbow drop but I roll out the way just before she lands and she lands hard. As she cradles her elbow, I stand and make my way over to her. I pull her up and hit her with a Matt Hardy twist of fate, the audience and the announcers are going mental. I know what I have to do now. With a smirk ever present on my face, I climb to the top rope and successfully perform a Jeff Hardy Swanton Bomb on Piper. I follow this up with getting her back on her feet and positioning her for my finisher. I lift her in the air and all I could hear were gasps from the crowd, the announcers questioning how I could lift her so effortlessly - considering she weighs 207 lbs.

(A/N - No I am not fat-shaming anyone. It is purely for the purpose of the story. Also I am a plus-sizes women irl so absolutely no hate from me.)

I slowly turn on the spot and stop as I face the announcers desk. I stare them both in the eyes as I slam Piper down onto my knee, successfully executing 'The Hellfire Slam' and roll her up for the pin. The arena was silent. The only noises that could be heard were the ref's hand on the mat, my heavy breathing and Piper's groans of pain until the bell rang and my music played. The arena erupted with applause and screams, you could barely hear my music play. The ref helps me up and raises my hand in the air but I pull it away almost immediately to check on Piper. I help her out the ring, up the ramp and backstage to medical.

Once I knew she was okay and nothing was severely wrong, I headed back to my locker room and got changed. After wiping off my make-up and brushing out my hair, I headed home for the night but to my surprise there was someone sat on my front door step with what looked like two dogs, a small suitcase and a backpack.