Losing Your Marbles (Sequel to Dating Destruction)

Something New

Bekka's POV

        "You put Dean in a 20-Man Royal Rumble to defend his championship? This is the second week in a row! Give the man a break! Unless you're still bitter about the fact that we kicked your asses every time our teams crossed paths?" I yell at Hunter, following the script for this segment. 

        "Bekka, I put you in the royal rumble" Triple H informs me. I shake my head, 

        "I have no desire to have the United States title and I certainly have no desire to compete against my friend. And I thought the female and male talent couldn't compete against each other?" I say.

        Hunter smirks, "You've taken down men twice the size of most of the superstars. If you back out or get yourself purposely eliminated, you will be automatically terminated. You wouldn't want to lose your job, now would you?" I get in his face and speak calmly, 

        "You are going to regret this" I turn around and walk out as the camera cuts to the next match.

        The last thing I wanted to do was look at Dean, let alone compete against him. I drew number 2, which meant I would be in the ring with Dean and two other superstars for the first round. I needed a strategy, so I went to find Dean. He sat down his wrist tape when I walked through the door,

        "Hey, stranger" he laughed. We spent the next 10 minutes going over what we would do. The plan was to eliminate everyone until it was just the two of us, by any means necessary. I told him about how I would be fired if I got myself purposely tossed out of the ring and he understood that I was going to try everything I could to stay in.

        Time passed and I found myself in the ring with Ambrose, Del Rio, and Fandango. I took Del Rio while Dean swung at dance boy. It was difficult, but I managed to get Alberto out, giving me enough time to help Dean lose Fandango. By the time he was gone, Ryback entered. We knew that we both had to pull the effort on this guy, and we did just in time for Curtis Axle to come in. It seemed like the superstars were popping up faster and faster. Finally, number 20, Heath Slater, came out. As soon as he got into the ring, he went flying right out. I look over and realize that is only us now. I saw how exhausted he looked and took a chance. I stepped back and launched myself off the of the ropes on the opposite side of the ring from where he was. I sent my boots flying into his skull. Not enough to get him out, but enough to make him fall over. That being said, I knelt down and caressed his cheek before leaning him on the ropes. I launched myself one more time, clotheslining him through the ropes and onto the floor.

        Here's your winner and new United States champion... Bekka Bryan!

        I reached to the announcer who was handing me my Women's Title when I realize that he's handing me the US title as well. I grab both and look at them with amazement. I turn around and see Dean standing outside of the ropes. I gesture for him to get in the ring with me and he did just that. I stuck my hand out, looking for a shake. He was hesitant, but he stuck his hand in mine and pulled me in for a hug. While in the hug, I whispered something that would lighten the mood a bit:

        "At least it didn't leave the Shield"

        Evolution is a mystery...

        The moment was tainted as the authority came out in their fancy suits.

        "Well done, Bekka. You are the first female talent to hold the United States Championship and you kept your friend" Hunter rasps.

        I grab a mic and smirk, "Are you disappointed that your plan didn't work?"

        Randy Orton begins to speak, "You're right, Bekka. We are surprised to see how this turned out. It really shows how much Dean cares for you. But the question is, does Bekka feel the same way?" Dean takes my mic,

        "Of course she does, Orton" Randy begins to laugh.

        "She has you believing that, Ambrose? I have to admit, she really had us going. You see, in the locker room, people say things. We hear those things and we've heard things around the locker room about Miss Bryan that I think you'd like to hear" He gestures to the tron and a video begins to play of the locker room footage from when I yelled at Dean in the last city.

        Dean: Now that we're on speaking terms, we should talk

        Me: *Silent*

        Dean: Okay, how about I talk and you listen? I understand that I'm the last person you want to see right now. I mean, when I heard that Jey had feelings for you, all I could thing about was how he has always helped you and how he cares about you. I thought I was going to lose you so I lost my temper.

        Me: ​I've heard enough. I care about you, Dean. But when it comes to other people I care about, I don't want them in danger. I have absolutely zero sympathy for you after what you did. Now will you excuse me, I have a show to run.

        The video stopped and Dean chimed in. "She had every right to be pissed at me! I hurt a friend of hers and I realize that I screwed up!"

        Orton cuts him off, "Friend, you say? That's not what I heard. Some of the divas caught Bekka walking into Jey Uso's hotel room, both drunk off their asses"

        Dean begins to yell, "Everyone does stupid crap when they drink!" Little did I know, they didn't stop there.

        "Are you aware that Bekka and Paige are sharing rooms together, now? I mean, look at how heated they are on camera! Imagine what they're like off and alone" Randy chuckles. I take the mic from Dean,

        "Of course you'd love to imagine that, pervert. First off, we all know that the only reason that you hate the Shield so much is because your beloved sister is dating Roman Reigns. We also know that you three are so insecure that you have to break the biggest names to get back to the top, when in reality, you will always be creampuffs." The crowd begins to chant "Creampuffs" as Evolution runs to the ring. I look around for Seth and Rome, but nothing. I toss Dean the US belt and wink as I wack Orton in the head with my Women's title. Dean does the same to Batista and we look at each other, seeing as Hunter is standing. Dean begins to hit him over and over and I launch off the ropes as Dean holds Hunter's head in place for a clothesline. Finally, Roman and Seth run out.

        "What took you guys so long?" I question.

        "We'll explain backstage" Seth responds, sending a heavy kick to Randy's jaw.

        After we fix the Evolution problem, we head backstage. Divas pat me on the back as I walk by them with my titles.

        "Alright, explain?" I fold my arms. Seth and Roman exchange looks.

        "Bekka, Kane attacked Brie. Before it got too bad, we went to help Daniel fight him off. She's okay, but she isn't in the best mental state" Roman explains. I grunt and sit down,

        "When will that sick fuck stop?" I ask. Seth shrugs,

        "You got rid of him for a year by taking his mask but he got it back when he went after Daniel. You could get his mask again and get rid of it" He suggests. The more I thought about it, the more I was willing to try it. Whatever it took to protect the people I care about.