Shivers * WWE Fanfic

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"One, two-" Bayley kicks out at two and I groan loudly. I grab her by the hair and slam her head against the pole.

The referee pulls me away and I back away. I'm about to punch her when she moves out of the way.

I run into the pole and hit my left shoulder. She then grabs me and slams me on the mat. The referee gets down and starts to count as she pins me.

I kick out at one and Bayley looks disappointed. Now with Wrestlemania only a few days away the pressure is real.

Sasha, Bayley, and I will go head to head for that Championship the three of us desire. It's something I've been craving for a while.

It's my turn to push myself to shine. I can't be forgotten that easily. I don't want to be forgotten. This is the chance I've been begging for and I can't screw it up.

Bayley tries to do her finisher on me but I knock her to the ground. When she gets up I run to her to do the black widow.

As I finish wrapping my body on hers I feel her body tense. She's screaming and the referee is asking her is she wants to tap out.

When I see Bayley finally giving in Sasha's theme song plays. This startles me and I have to let Bayley go.

I look around trying to see where she is but I don't see her anywhere. This makes me panic a bit and suddenly I feel something hard hit me behind the head.

I fall on the mat and then a pair of hands grab my hair pulling it back. When I see Sasha's pink hair and angry face it makes me want to pull away.

She only tightens her grip and I'm screaming in pain. The referee is telling her to back off but she doesn't.

She finally gets tired of pulling my hair and lets me go pushing my head on the mat. I watch as she walks to Bayley who is still recovering from the black widow.

Sasha grabs her and does the bank statement. Bayley is screaming and she lets her go as I get up. I try to attack her but she punches me and then does her finisher on me.

A familiar pain starts to spread my body as I try to hold in the screams. Finally I can't and I start screaming. She lets me go and her theme song starts playing.

"You will never get my Championship!" She screams. A smirk spreads across her face as Bayley and I lay on the mat.

After a few seconds I get up and walk backstage. I'm rubbing my back because her finisher does hurt.

"Sorry for hurting you Aj. I mean I'm the bad guy that's what I do, right? Let it all be for the people's entertainment." Sasha says as she stands in front of me.

I don't reply and roll my eyes. I try to walk away but she grabs my arm. My body tenses and her grip tightens.

I pull away harshly feeling my breathing get faster. "Listen Aj. I don't have a problem with you. You're not important to me. I could care less about you but if you keep messing with what's mine you will get on my bad side. And you don't want to be on my bad side dear. I will make you miserable."

"What're you talking about? I don't have a problem with you either but you're the one that keeps trying to start something."

She laughs like it's funny and this angers me more. "You know what? Whatever." I say furiously.

I walk away but when she starts talking I end up freezing. "I knew you were in Deans room the other night."

My heart starts oddly as she says this. Did Dean confess because he felt guilty? I can hear Sasha's footsteps coming to me so why am I not moving?

"Do you think I'm stupid to not have realized it?" She asks getting in front of me. She's only three inches taller than me but right now it feels like she's a foot taller.

"I wasn't in Deans room." I reply keeping eye contact. The last thing I want is for her to know I'm intimidated.

She grins and rolls her eyes. "Please Aj, stop trying to fool me. I saw you walking out of Dean's room. I saw you crying like a baby as you were walking to the elevator. Judging by that I'm guessing you were rejected. By the way did you see how much fun we had together?"

Anger kicks in me and I'm about to slap her but she grabs my hand before I do. "Don't you dare. Dean is mine now. Get a life. Stop begging for attention. That's pathetic Aj. So pathetic. But I mean you are pathetic so it doesn't surprise me."

She lets go of my hand harshly and my cheeks redden with both anger and embarrassment. "You don't even like him. You're just using him. Like you used Randy."

She smiles and sighs, "Whatever. I'm not using him. Okay? He likes me... actually I'm pretty sure he loves me. Leave him alone. He deserves better. He deserves me. Let him be happy. Don't screw this up for him. Don't be selfish. I'm his happiness you're not. Go on and go out with Randy. Go and do it because I want you to stay away from Dean. I'm sure you won't have a problem hooking up with Randy since all you do is take my leftovers. You're an expert at that."

Her words are like venom to me and I feel it spread all over my body. She walks away and I stand there speechless.

My body feels all flustered and hot and I want to run away and hide. No one has made me feel so little and insignificant like she has.

I thought I was a pretty strong woman. With a strong set of mind. I thought words couldn't break me.

Sasha proved me wrong.