Rhea Ripley X OC [(DISCONTINUED)]

Chapter 35

TW- Swearing.

It was time to get ready for my match against The Miz and Maryse. I had asked Seth if he could dress in something black and orange but if he didn't have anything to just wear black. I was sat at my vanity finishing up my makeup...

Once I was happy with my makeup, I did my hair and put on my gear...

I made sure my boots were tight enough and went to go meet Seth at his locker room. I knocked on his door and Becky Lynch answered, "Oh good your here, I didn't know what kind of makeup look you were gunna do so I left it but got everything out." she said as she pulled me into the room. I laughed a little, looking over the makeup she mentioned and picked out the right colours. All I did for Seth's makeup was the same crescent moon on his forehead, black lipstick as well as black and orange stars dripping from his undereyes with smudged eyeliner under his lower lash line.

With both of us ready, the three of us headed to gorilla. The Miz and Maryse had just made their entrance so Becky wished me luck as my music hit, the announcer introduced me as their opponent and Seth joining me ringside. My lyrical cue hit and I stepped out from behind the curtain, doing my somersault as the chorus beat hit. With Seth following behind me, I ran down the ramp and jumped on the apron. Hooking my right leg over the middle rope and anchoring my ankle under the bottom rope, I flip back and hang upside down with my hands thrown out infront of me in devil horns and my tongue sticking out.

Seth circled the ring as I stepped in. Maryse was starting the match so when the ref call for the bell, she immediatly got in my face and started screaming and shouting at me; I just crossed my arms over my chest and rolled my eyes. She slapped me across the face so I returned the favour by headbutting her. She stumbled backwards, clutching her head and fell on her ass. "You fucking bitch." Maryse screamed as she stood. The Miz was jumping up and down on the apron, shouting at his wife to fight back.

She charged at me but she was met with a jumping high kick to the side of her face, knocking her back down to the mat. I walk up to her and "helped" her stand, I then wrap her in a headlock on my left side. I walk us to the centre of the ring and hit her with a Lita DDT. I would have gone for the cover but I knew The Miz would step in, I need to take them both out to win.

I stood up and stepped back, waiting for Maryse to recover a little. She started crawling over to her corner dramatically slow so I went to my corner and crouched down as I waved Seth over. "What's up" He asked, "Do you like Becky would mind if I borrowed her finisher?" I asked, laughing a little. "Nah I don't she would." He replied chuckling. I thanked him and out the corner of my eye, saw Maryse tagging in The Miz so I smirked as I stood.

I didn't move, I just leaned back on the turnbuckle of my corner smirking at him. He charged at me and as soon as he was in range, I braced my arms on the top ropes and jumped; kangaroo kicking him in the face. He flipped back and landed on his stomach in the middles of the ring.

Perfect.

I walked up to him and rolled him over. Grabbing one of his legs, I put him into a Figure-four Leglock; using one of his own finishers against him. He yells out in pain and tries to reach out for the bottom rope but I don't let him move a single inch, I just apply more pressure onto his legs. "TAP OUT MIZ!!" I shout at him, the ref is asking him if he's good or if he needs to tap. That's when Maryse tries to interfere, she runs in and hits me with a running knee to the side of my head.

The momentum she had caused her to trip over me, taking me with her which resulted in me loosing my grip on Miz. I swiftly got up and dropkicked Maryse, quickly repeating my action on The Miz when he stepped towards me. He landed on the middle rope with his back facing me and without thinking I ran across the ring, hitting him with a Rey Mysterio 619. Maryse was now stood leaning against the turnbuckle at the opposite end of the ring. She took a step but I was like lightning as I ran at her, slamming her back into the turnbuckle with a spear.

She crumbled to the mat so I turned my attention back to her husband. I stalked towards him, pulling him up and to the centre of the ring. With a quick glance to Maryse to make sure she was still down - which she was - I hit The Miz with Becky Lynch's The Manhandle Slam and covered him. The ref got to 2 and a half before Miz somehow kicked out but that wasn't going to stop me. I positioned him for my own finisher and successfully executed The Hellfire Slam, knocking him out cold.

I covered again but this time the ref only got to 1 before Maryse slid into the ring and hit me with a chair, causing me to break the pin. I slowly turned my head to look up at her with nothing but dead eyes. She dropped the chair, raised her hands, and shook her head vigorously; begging me to not do anything while backing up but I just stared at her with a dangerous smirk.

I pounced on her, pulling her and shoving her into the ropes across the ring. When she bounced back, I hit her with a simple clothesline and positioned her for my finisher. A perfect Hellfire Slam later and I flipped her on top of her knocked out husband, standing and placing my foot on her back. The ref counted, "1... 2... 3..." the bell was rung and my music filled the arena. Seth slid into the ring and held up my arm. We celebrated for a few moments before exiting the ring and heading up the ramp, walking backstage.

We went to our separate locker rooms and upon entry to mine, I washed off my makeup and changed out of my gear into a pair of black sweatpants, a black crop top and my black Vans. As I was putting on my shoes, there was a knock on the door. I shouted come in and Demi popped her head round the door, "You ready to go?" she asked. I nodded and grabbed my bag and my phone before we left the arena and headed home together.

After getting home, Demi let the dogs out one last time. We both showered, changed and crawled into bed together. Cuddling up before falling asleep after a tiring day.