Daniella's Up Rise

Chapter 4

-21:09 (09:09 PM); Monday Night Raw-

-Dani's POV-

I waited by the gorilla station for Eve to come out, she was first up. Randy's words were still ringing in my head, 'Nobody'. I didn't think Randy would think that way of me, I thought he was more than that. I thought I could trust him, but I guess I was dead wrong. There was a feeling in my chest that I couldn't identify, wasn't sure if it was pain, disappointment, anger, or just plain emptiness. I saw Eve come up and pass me, giving me an unneeded glare. 

Forget about Randy. He's not important anymore. Tonight, focus on Eve, she's your target, not Randy. 

Well it's hard to forget about someone who just leaves you and then stabs you in the back, then leaves. It hurts just for the back stabbing thing.

I know, I know, but you can't live in the past right now. Focus and go kick Eve's ass. 

After talking myself back into my unique sanity, I looked up at the TV and watched as Eve played with the crowd, I was mostly focused on her mid section and thought of which moves to use that would weaker her the fastest. Punches and kicks would take too much time, she could probably get the count before I even start to scratch the top.

Maybe you kick her like a soccer ball. Hit her with your laces.

Wouldn't it be more efficient to kick her with the toe instead? I mean, it is a pointier base.

Maybe but it's less of a base, Think what hurts more: Hitting your hip on the corner of a table or stubbing your foot on the side of a couch?

You're right. Yeah, the table hurts but only because it's in one spot. But the couch weakens faster because the pain is spreading.

Exactly, you're learning. Plus a couple of elbow drops, that should do her. I mean, look, she doesn't have a layer of cloth over her mid section making it hurt, that much harder.

Yeah, know you're not that bad to keep around. 

I wondered when you'd start listening to me.

I smiled and then it hit me. Mr.McMahon was going to kill me, I was suppose to be coming down the ramp. I looked around and I was  walking down the ramp. Wait, what? My legs were working and I had no idea? Well that makes perfect sense.

See, that's the kinda of focus I need from you right now. Didn't even know you were walking. I like that.

I looked around at the cheering fans. I was a bit confused. I mean I liked being loved by the fans and not just another Diva, but why were they cheering for me? If anything they shouldn't say anything because I haven't showed them anything. I'm just another extra in a scene. The pressure was beginning to crush me to not mess up and look like an idiot in front of millions. I shivered at the thought.

I slid in the ring and chose to ignore the crowd this time, I wasn't in the mood for this. I looked over at Eve and she was rubbing one of her wrists, glaring daggers at me. Man, if looks could kill. Then the last thing I wanted to happened, happened.

"I hear voices in my head 

They count to me, they understand 

They talk to me!" Randy's music blared through the speakers. He came out with his normal stature, but he seemed more annoyed them usual. His glare was deepened and his eyes seemed darker than normal. Even with the light placement. He was wearing a shirt this time so at least he wasn't coming out here to fight. But that doesn't mean he couldn't become like Kane and go after one of us. Why wasn't Eve freaking out, damn, I probably look like a hot mess right now.