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♰[17]❀ 𝘽𝙖𝙙 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟻𝚝𝚑 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺

♱˖°Rhea's Pov°˖♱

I already had my gear and makeup on; I was ready to absolutely murder Liv Morgan.

I had seen Jey earlier; we didn't have much time to talk since he was being rushed by the security guards, but he was able to wish us both luck on our matches before being pushed into some doors.

I was currently with Damian, watching the events of Bayley's match with Nia and Tiffany ending. Once I saw Bayley walk backstage, I gave her the biggest hug. We may not have been able to talk recently, but our relationship goes far beyond the ring. She's unfortunately on smackdown while I was on Raw, so it's been a while since we've been able to talk properly, especially since the betrayal I recently experienced. I felt that Bayley deserved this comfort. She didn't deserve to have Tiffany interfere.

"That... fucking. Bitch," Bayley said in between breaths.

"I know, I know," I try consoling her. Her tears hitting the exposed skin on my back. Damian had patted her back a few times, showing his support.

Eventually, we both pulled away, and she held a small smile. She didn't want this to ruin her mood. "Thank you," she said softly.

I smiled at her and nodded my head. She patted my arm two times before walking off to see the other superstars in the catering.

I looked over at Damian; he had two minutes before the match would start.

Finn eventually walked into the Gorilla; he was holding a mask; he had some face paint on. He was glaring at both of us.

Damian moved his eyes from me to Finn; his face immediately shifted to anger.

Finn's music started, and he walked out, placing the mask on.

I looked back at Damian; he was still angry. Fire and rage was flowing throughout his body.

His theme eventually went off. His eyes moved over to me; I nodded at him, and he walked out, leaving me alone with a few of the remaining staff members.

We knew that The New Judgement Day would try to do something for both of our matches, so we aren't expecting us to win, but damn, will we try our fucking hardest.

I moved my eyes back to one of the monitors. I was nervously biting the inside of my mouth; I was starting to become impatient; in one second, those bozos could come out and ruin the entire outcome of the match.

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

I saw Damian throw Finn down on the apron from ringside. Damian has been dominating pretty much the whole match; I'm proud of my terror twin.

Damian went through the ropes to get back in the ring. Finn was pleading; he knew Damian was going to use his finisher.

I was watching so intently that I almost didn't notice the gust of wind go right past me. I looked away from the monitor and saw JD and Carlito running to the aid of Finn, who was currently backing away from Damian.

Carlito slid into the ring, and Damian had a knowing look that this was going to happen. The ref was trying her hardest to get Carlito out of the ring, so she didn't even notice when Damian went to attack JD but was ultimately pulled down on the ropes, injuring him.

Finn had a running start and drop-kicked Damian into one of the corners, making him fall down from the impact. Finn climbed up to the top rope, getting ready to execute a Coup de Grâce.