Rainy Season || R.R {#1}

19. |Confused|

Aj tackled Nikki to the mat and repeatedly slammed her skull against the canvas.

"She's really on her game tonight!" Paige smiled. I gave her a weak smile in return, but couldn't draw my mind away from Roman.

Not only am I hurt, but he's also stressing me the fuck out too? I mean seriously?

I completely zoned out when Paige suddenly screamed.

"OH MY GOD! AJ WON!" She yelled, jumping into my lap.

"WHAT? OH, YAY!" I laugh, shoving her off of me.

I returned my attention to the tv, watching Aj as she clutched the belt. My name plate was still on it.

Aj got a mic and returned to the ring, tears in her eyes.

"Look.." She trailed off.

The cameraman zoomed in on the title, my name shiny and better looking than ever.

"I'm not letting WWE change this nameplate. No. This is my championship for the time-being, but we all know who the real champion is. Rose Reilly. Therefore, I'll keep this safe for you, Rose. But you're still the champion, regardless of what you think." She smiled, dropping the mic beside a motionless Nikki Bella.

My eyes teared up at her words. "I can't believe this.." I shake my head.

"Believe it. Believe it as much as everyone believes in you." Paige smiles, pulling me in for a hug.

After we both calmed down enough, we returned our attention to the tv. Ro was cutting a promo before his match.

"I don't know if I want to watch." I sigh.

"Too bad." She smiled, turning up the volume as his music hit.

"What if he turns heel tonight?" I frown.

"Don't worry so much." She shrugged.

Maybe she's right. I just really hope he doesn't hurt Dean too badly. He's still my friend, you know..

"Alright.." Roman sighed, earning a loud pop from the crowd. "There's been some talk here and there, saying I'm not on my game. Saying I'm screwed up because of Rose. Saying I'm betraying my brother?" He growled, the crowd booing his words. "Let's make one thing clear. Rose? She has NOTHING to do with my mood. She doesn't affect me right now. What affects me, is I was cheated out of my Championship at Wrestlemania and I never got my rematch, yet Randy Orton just got a shot at it? I was first in line." He hissed, the crowd booing him louder and louder.

"What the hell?" Paige snapped.

I sigh and shrug as Roman continues.

"I want my title match at Payback." He growled. The Authority's music hit, which made my stomach drop. "Roman, Roman, Roman. Making demands? You had an opportunity, and you couldn't get the job done, now could you? No. You LOST. Therefore, I believe you're at the BACK of the line. Now shut up and wipe that glare off your face. You have a match. Right. Now." She hissed as Dean's music hit.

"Showtime.." I sighed.

"Hold up, hold up.." Dean smiled as his music cut off. "I'm not actually out here to be in a match, Boss Lady. I know it was scheduled and all, but to be honest, I don't give a crap. So, I'm going to the bar and drink my ass off and then I'm gonna sleep until I get your annoying, screeching, gut-wrenching hissy voice out of my head. Which is damn near impossible, which is exactly why im doing it. LATER!" He laughed, dropping his mic. He skipped up the ramp and left with no counter from The Authority.

"See.." Paige laughed.

"Well, since you have no opponent, I suggest you get the hell out of my ring. NOW!" Steph hissed. Ro nodded and slid out of the ring. He looked back and shook his head before climbing the stairs.

I stood up and hobbled to the kitchen with my crutches in hopes of finding something to drink.

"YOUR PHONE'S RINGING!" Paige yells, chucking it over the couch. I leaned forward and caught it, trying to hold my laughter back.

"Hello?" I say.

"Hey.." A familiar voice responded.

"What's up?" I ask as I lean against the wall.

"Nothing much. Just left the arena. You?" He says.

"Chilling with Paige. A few near-death experiences." I laugh.

"Damn it, I missed the fun!" He laughs.

"Oh don't worry, I'm glad you missed it." I say.

"Well, are you busy?" He asks.

"No, why?" I ask.

"Can I stop by for a few?" He asks.

"I guess. I dont see why not." I laugh.

"Alright, cool. What room number?" He says.

"421." I respond.

"421. Got it. I'll be there in 10." He says, hanging up.

"Who was that?" Paige laughed, walking over to me.

"Ambrose.." I say, looking over to her.

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AWWWW SHIT. Roman is so pissy.. And Ambrose? Leaving? Calling Rose? WHAAAAT THE FUCK.

Paige and I would get along so fucking well I swear.

Can we take a moment for Aj here. *holds heart* SHE SLAYED NIKKI'S LUTE.

Hope y'all enjoyed! Next update coming soon. ~