Y/N POV:
WWE has been my dream for years. I've been here for 6 years, 3 in developmental and 3 in the actual WWE. My time hasn't always been easy here, I haven't been liked by many, but I still persevere. Recently I lost my tag team championship with Shayna Baszler. And after I lost, she betrayed me, so now here I am at RAW by myself having to face the crowd to explain this issue. Since tagging with Shayna the crowd hasn't liked me very much, constantly booing me, all the bad chants, I don't let it get to me but it's definitely annoying to try and wrestle while I'm being hassled. Looking at the time I see I should probably go to makeup and get ready. I get to my chair and sit making nice conversation with my makeup artist.
As I was sitting there I saw Rhea Ripley walk in, she had her women's world championship on her waist walking to the chair next to mine. I quickly looked away, being in her presence made my cheeks turn a violent red. Since me and her have been on the raw together I have developed a crush on her, she was beautiful, funny, smart, and so strong, it was hard to not like her. I grabbed my phone and went on instagram to try and distract myself.
As my girl was finishing up my makeup I felt someone's eyes on me. I turned to my left and saw that Rhea was looking at me, she just gave me a devilish smile and then turned away. I got up and I slowly walked away confused as to what the smile was for. It was uncommon for her to be friendly to someone and for her to even smile at me confused me, what was she planning?
I got back into the girls locker room and began to put my outfit on, as I was putting my shoes on the door opened and here came Rhea walking in. I paid no mind mainly because being alone in her presence was enough to make me explode. But when I got up to walk out of the locker room I saw her staring again, I gave her a confused look but then quickly shook it off and started walking out, but then out of nowhere she grabbed my wrist.
"Uhh what's going on? Can I help you?" I asked, she let go of my wrist but kept me blocked in from leaving the women's locker room.
"You know I've been thinking, the judgment day needs another girl and you just might be the perfect pick. Shy, lonely, no one understands how good you are, which you are really good might I add. You are one of the very best and deserve more, you join the judgment day and boom you will get opportunity after opportunity. But hey just think about it, you have a promo to get to. " She didn't give me a second to reply before she left the women's locker room. I wanted to run after her but I couldn't because I realized as I saw the time that my promo was right after the commercial break. I ran to the gorilla getting there just in time for my music to go off.
I walked out hearing more boos than cheers which I tried to not let get to me, just finish this promo and you can go to your hotel room. I stepped on the stairs slowly going up, grabbing a mic on the way up. Normally I would hang on the ropes or do something fun but I was in no mood, just straight business today. I got into the ring and waited for my music to stop and the fans to calm down, which seemed almost impossible. I thought that since Shayna betrayed me they would at least sympathize with me but of course not.
"As some of you may know, I just last week lost my championship and my close friend Shayna, which is funny that she betrayed me because I'm pretty sure I didn't get out on a three count from behind. She did, I'm pretty sure that she's not that one that won the championship in the first place, I made Liv tap out. Not her" Those comments allisted a cheer from the audience.
"It's funny I had no intention of showing up tonight, why would I? I can feel an attack from Rousey and Baszler approaching quickly, why would I put myself through that? Oh because the fans want a response, well here it is, Rousey and Baszler are weak, lousy, and boring. If that's what the WWE universe wants, then fine. Have fun wasting time with those bitches." As I dropped the mic I felt my hair being tugged backwards, I quickly elbowed them and turned around to see Baszler standing there with a smug look on her face. Wanting to put an end to this I punched her right in the face which made her drop. I kicked her just for good measure before I used my finisher on her and walked out of the ring, brushing my shoulders off as I did so.
