Rainy Season || R.R {#1}

29. |Return|

"You're 100% sure you're ready for this?" Dean asks me as we run into his locker room.

"I couldn't be more sure of anything." I nod, walking into the bathroom with my gear.

I quickly get changed and do my makeup as I usually do. Smokey eyes, nude lips, blah blah blah.

I walk out and spin, earning a whistle from Dean.

"Rose Reilly. You're ready." He smiles, pointing to the TV.

Aj was out cutting a promo, talking about The Bella's being dolls and so on.

"So, anybody besides The Bella Twins, I challenge to come down here and fight me for this Championship. I'm having a Diva's Championship Open Challenge. Who's brave enough?" She smirks, dropping the mic.

I run out of the locker room to gorilla and point to the sound guy.

My theme blasts throughout the arena as I step onto the stage, earning a huge pop from the crowd.

A "HOLY SHIT!" chant began as I stepped into the ring.

I ran over to the middle turnbuckle and stood on it, looking around the arena.

"IM BACK." I smirked, stepping down.

I picked up the microphone from the mat and smiled at Aj.

"I appreciate what you said a few weeks back, about that being taken from me. About you "keeping it for me". But now, I'm back. And I'm ready to get it back." I nod.

"Gladly." She smiles, handing the ref the title.

The bell rings and we lock up.

I shove Aj into the corner, pressing her face back. I hop on the bottom rope and rake her face sideways, causing her to fall back.

I hold the top rope and stomp her midsection until the ref counts to 4. I back away and resume my attack.

I put Aj in an armbar, and of course she got to the ropes.

I yank her off the ropes and drag her to the center of the ring. I grabbed her arm and stomped it repeatedly as her screams of pain echo throughout the arena.

I shove her down to the mat and slide out of the ring, dragging her to the corner. I hold her arm and run past the post, hyperextending her arm.

She holds her elbow in pain as I slide back in the ring.

I climb to the top rope as she slowly makes her way back to her feet.

I hit her with an elbow, sending her crashing to the mat.

I flip her over and put her in an armbar once again. This time, in the center of the ring.

She screams in pain as she taps.

The bell rings and I release Aj as the ref hands me the title.

"And here is your winner, and NEW Diva's Champion, Rose Reilly!" Lillian announces.

Tears fill my eyes as the ref raises my hand in victory.

I help Aj to her feet and raise her arm, hugging her.

"Thank you." I nod.

She smiles and crawls out of the ring, holding her arm.

I stare at the title, realising that patience was worth it in so many ways.

As I walked up the ramp, the crowd was cheering my name.

I haven't been so relieved to be back here in a long, long time.

I walk through the curtain and Dean hugs me, spinning me around.

"One objective done." He smiles.

"Now back to business." I nod.

I turn around to see Roman sitting on an empty storage cart, watching me as if I'd just been hit by a car.

"Come on." Dean huffs, pulling me away.

"He doesn't know what he lost." I shrug.

"Damn right he doesn't." He shook his head, slamming his fist against the wall.

"Why so hostile?" I ask.

"I'm not." He growls, walking away.

"Okay then.." I shrug.

I sit on the floor and rest my head on my knees.

"Why is my life so fucking stupid?" I sigh, looking at my Championship.

"Rose?" A voice says, barely above a whisper.

"What?" I growl, looking up.

"I need to talk to you." He sighs, sitting next to me.

"I don't have anything to say to you, Roman." I shake my head, standing up.

"I don't care. I need to say some shit." He protests, grabbing my hand.

"She said leave her alone." Dean hisses, walking up to us.

"This has nothing to do with you, Ambrose." Roman sighs.

"I'll say what ever the fuck want to." He growls, pressing his forehead against Roman's.

"I'm so fucking done with you." I snap, shoving Roman to the side. "Ambrose. Let's go."

He nods and follows me out to the car.

"Vengeance is mine." I shake my head, tapping my title.

"Damn right it is." He smirks.

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I'M HOME NOW. WOOOOOP.

Come Thursday, I won't be on much until Sunday. Nascar weekend.. Holla.

So, I'll try to throw a few updates out before I'm gone for 3 days. OKAY? OKAY. TFOIS BITCH.

Dean getting hostile.. *bad thoughts* oKAY BYE.

.... walls