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"I'm a Brooks," she sighed, frustrated. "I come from nothing and I'm cursed to go back if I'm not careful. Not even Phil could save me if I do."
<<<all her demons she will conquer
oc x dean ambrose/the shield
-WHERE REBEL...
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"Phil really knows how to bullshit, doesn't he?" Colby noted as The Shield readied themselves at the top of the arena.
Leighton chuckled as Jon paced. She was seeing them psych themselves up for their segments for the first time and she definitely needed to get used to it. They were making her anxious.
"Runs in the family," she responded as CM Punk yelled at Ric Flair over the Slammy Awards show for Monday Night RAW. He was crutching around with Paul holding his title above his head.
She hated that on-screen she would be the reason he loses it.
"No wonder Leighton doesn't get laid," Jon spoke, calming down. The group turned to him to listen to his next line. He shrugged, "she shits out of her mouth so much it tastes like her ass."
The boys chuckled as Leighton suppressed her laugh. "Jon would be the guy who actually liked eating ass," she challenged.
"What the actual fuck is wrong with you guys?" Joe placed a hand on his face, rubbing his eyes as he laughed.
"For your information, sweet cheeks," Jon turned back to the smaller woman, "I'll try anything once."
The blue-eyed wink made Leighton blush but she turned away to avoid it. Colby shook his head. "Jon, I love you man but I didn't need to know that," he spoke, patting his brother on the back.
Ric Flair had been in the ring with Leighton's brother and had been hit by one of Phil's crutches. She worried about Phil hopping around the ring on one leg and further injuring his knee. Punk just laughed.
After the eye-jab from Ric and his figure-four leg lock placed on Paul, Leighton knew it was her time.
"See you out there, boys," she departed, grabbing the microphone and beginning her descent towards the ring.
The crowd had been cheering for the older man as he placed the painful punishment onto the walrus in the ring. They began to boo when they heard Rebel's voice.
"Oh, Ric," Rebel extended her words, making sure he had heard her. As she walked down the stairs, terrified she would trip and embarrass herself, she heard mumblings from fans who criticized her.
Rebel ignored it. Leighton tried her best not to take it to heart.
Rebel waved, laughed, and smiled at the Hall of Famer in the ring as she made her descent. "I thought you were better than this, Ric. You couldn't have failed to realize my absence from my brother's side this evening?"
Ric stood from the canvas and placed his hands on his hips as Paul and Punk suffered outside the ring in pain. Rebel had almost reached the barricade, thankful that she hadn't fallen on the steps.
