forgive me || dean ambrose story

day nineteen-

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Rory James-

"Hey AJ, if you don't mind me asking, do you have any scissors?" I leant shamelessly on the doorframe of the divas locker room. Nobody was in here apart from endless piles of clothes and AJ herself. I smiled awkwardly as she frowned at my abrupt question.

"Why? . ." She was well within her rights to ask, but that didn't mean I was out right going to tell her at all.

"Well, I thought since sometimes you cut holes in your shirts, you might have some. . hanging around. . that I could, maybe, possibly borrow? . ."

"If you're planning a murder, then I shamelessly want no part of it." She held her hands up, and I shook my head with a smile.

"There's no murder." I assured her, she nodded. "I just wanted to have a little harmless fun."

"In the bathroom, there's a cabinet with AJ written on, the code is 4953." The petite brunette stated, tucking her long laces into her shoes on the bench.

"Thanks." I reminded soon running off out the door as I headed to the nearest women's bathroom to the locker room. I had to remember to give them back to her later tonight, after the pay-per-view.

After the verbal torment I've suffered from Nikki over the past few weeks, tonight is my revenge. I don't feel bad at all. In fact I'm excited. Some people here may say I've taken it too far with what I'm about to do, but I feel perfectly fine.

I glanced past makeup, luckily I wouldn't look out of place as this is where I'm supposed to be. Tonight is the TLC pay-per-view, the last one of 2014. And I couldn't be in a better mood if I tried.

Nikki is the divas champ, but tonight I've got AJ's support, I'm going to put her ass down and remind her that beauty doesn't last a lifetime.

"Aurora James, you lazy so-and-so!" I spun as I skipped into the makeup room, Shelley sat on a chair, coffee in hand with a displeased but playful grin on her face. "I needed you in here ten minutes ago, what the hell have you been doing?"

"I had something to run by AJ, sorry." I shrugged sitting down in front of the mirror as Shelley hired the chair, placing her coffee down on the side beforehand.

"Gosh young woman, you have a way of working your charm on me, I'll give you that." She winked at me in the mirror and I smiled, pulling the hair tie from my loose multicolour hair.

"That charm works with me too Shelley, not just you." I looked left to see Marie holding Nikki's gear in her arms and she smiled at me. Handing Nikki (who was sat in the seat across from me) her clothing.

"Speak later my sweetheart!" Marie yelled after leaving moments after, Shelley called back and I lay back, closing my eyes as she began winding the curling iron through my hair.

After twenty minutes my hair was done, hairspray included and my minimal eyeshadow, eyebrows and lipstick. I was ready to beat poor old Nicole to a pulp. Meanwhile she was still laying facing away from me, whilst Gerard was over the other side of the room, mixing her a coffee.

The fact that she'd been in here for an hour now was all the more motivation to do what I was about to do, besides; it's her word against mine and right now - I was bringing in more money than she was.

I leaned over, scissors in hand as her precious long locks lay over the back of the chair. Gerard liked me anyway, not too sure about her.

Snip.