Superstars (Elias Samson)

Chapter 19 ✔

Published: April 20, 2018 1:38 AM
Words: 2,888
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I was surprised at who was traded to SmackDown. Jeff Hardy especially. But I was currently getting ready for my match. I was fighting against Aliyah again cause she wanted a rematch with just me. I was getting into my green gear tonight.

Once I was fully ready, I walked out of the locker room and down the busy hallways. Once I found my way towards the main area, I saw Elias talking to Trent. Once they noticed my presence, Elias couldn't take his eyes off of me. "Green tonight?" Trent asked with a smirk as he noticed Elias staring. "Its his favorite color." I smirked. Trent laughed loudly at that and I smiled bigger. "Hey!" I heard. I shot around and saw Candice and Johnny walking over. "Hey! Congrats on your return!" I smiled, giving him a hug. "Thanks." He smiled before Candice looked at my gear. "Holy shit, I missed NXT last week. That is some sexy gear." She said. "Thanks." I smirked, bumping my butt with hers. She laughed and I smiled before I felt arms wrap around my waist from behind. "Mine." Elias mumbled. Candice rolled her eyes playfully. "Don't worry, I'm married." She said, holding out her hand that had a ring on it. I giggled as he kissed my neck. "Babe, I gotta go. I have a match." I smiled. He sighed and reluctantly let me go. "See you after." I said, giving him a small kiss. Me and Trent walked up to gorilla and Hunter handed me the leash. I hooked it on and handed the other end to Trent. He held onto it and I pumped myself up. I heard Aliyah's music hit and she waved at me before walking out and doing her thing. After a few minutes, I heard my music start and I lifted my hood, following Trent passed the curtains. He gently pulled on the leash and I walked further out before my music stopped for a second. When it came back on, green lights flashed as I threw my hood off and looked out at the crowd. Surprisingly, they were cheering. Trent started to walk and I slowly followed him, keeping my gaze on Aliyah. She had a Mic in her hand cause we were gonna have a 'chat' before the match. Trent let my leash go and I ran, sliding into the ring. I got back up and stood by the ropes, waiting for him. Once he got in, he grabbed the handle again as Aliyah held a second Mic out to me. I looked at it then back at her before slapping the Mic out of her hand. "Jamie!" Trent 'scolded'. I turned my glare to him and he gave me that look. I sighed and looked back at Aliyah. She was glaring back at me as she lifted the Mic to her lips. "What? The pet can't talk?" She asked. I bared my teeth and lunged, but Trent grabbed me, holding me back. I noticed he had picked up the Mic. Once he knew I would stay put, he slowly let me go. "Aliyah, I suggest you don't provoke her." He said into the Mic. Aliyah just scoffed and rolled her eyes. "She doesn't talk much, but when she does, you'll regret making her. She only talks when she's really angry. So don't try to make her. That's why I'm here. I talk for her. And she's not a pet. She just needs guidance. So I'm helping her." He explained. "Why can't her little boyfriend do that?" She asked. I quickly unhooked the leash and tackled her to the ground. I heard the bell ring, so Trent didn't try to pull me off of her. She kicked me off as the ref tossed the Mic out of the ring. I fell onto my back and she started pounding down onto me with her forearm. I tried to block her hits, but she managed to get a few good ones in. I eventually got her off of me and threw her into the ropes. She came back and I spun in a circle before throwing a kick to her head. She fell down and I stared down at her for a moment. Then I reached down and pulled her back up, dragging her over to the turnbuckles. I threw her against them and climbed up to the second one before throwing punches at her face. "Jamie, get her away from the corner!" The ref said. But I didn't listen. "1! 2! 3! 4!" He counted, then I jumped down and backed away. She stumbled forward and I grabbed her neck, kneeling down to throw her over my shoulder. She landed on her butt and I ran back against the ropes before hitting her face and shoulders with a drop kick. I went for the pin, but she kicked out at 2. I growled and hit the ground beside her head before standing up, bringing her with me. I went to throw her into the turnbuckles again, but she countered and I ended up with my back against them. She ran full force at me and jumped up, her legs going onto either side of me and I groaned as she hit my midsection. She got off the ropes and pulled me up, kicking me in the stomach before she set me up for the powerbomb. When I felt my back hit the mat, I groaned in pain and heard the ref counting. I quickly brought my shoulder up before he got to three and Aliyah groaned in frustration. She got onto my waist and started hitting me repeatedly, but I stopped her by bring my foot up and kicking her in the back of the head. She fell off of me and I rolled out of the ring, Trent quickly coming over to me. "Are you okay?" He asked softly. I nodded as I caught my breath. Aliyah was on her knees, staring at me as she clutched the back of her head. I quickly slid back into the ring and tackled her back down before putting her in my submission move. I call it "Agonizing Burn" because I wrap my legs around her neck and pull her legs back until she feels the burn. Once I got it locked in, she started crying out in pain before I felt her repeatedly slapping my calf. The bell rang and I let her go, getting up slowly so the ref could raise my hand. I glared down at her as my hand went in the air and she was holding her midsection, staring at me fearfully. The ref let me go and I let my arm fall down to my side as I started to go in her direction. But then a hand came into view and I heard a click before I was pulled back. I growled and gripped the leash, jerking it back. Trent pulled me closer to him and gave me that same stern look, making me stop my struggling and sigh. I still glared at him. "You won, let's go." He said. I bared my teeth and snapped them at him before slapping the leash, causing it to fall from his grip. But he quickly grabbed it again and started to pull me towards the ropes. I grabbed the leash again and started pulling back, not wanting to leave without hitting her a few more times. He walked over to me with a mad look in his eyes. "Stop it. You won, that's enough. Now let's go." He said. I brought my hand up and slapped him across the face before my hands covered my mouth in shock. My eyes widened as he turned his head back to face me. He didn't look happy. "Lets go." He said. I nodded quickly and obediently followed him out of the ring. When we got passed the curtains, he started laughing. "You truly looked scared!" He teased. "You're a scary looking dude when you're 'mad'." I defended with my own giggle. "So that was planned?" Elias asked as he walked over. "Of course." I smiled. He unhooked my leashed and pulled me close. "Good. I will come out there if I have to. So I can protect you." He said, his fingers twisted in my hair. "Calm down, wolfy. I'm not gonna hurt her." Trent teased. "Yeah yeah, keep your voice down." Elias said with a smirk. "Right, sorry." Trent said with a smile. "Come on, let's go." I smiled, grabbing Elias' hand and pulling him with me. "Am I going to the locker room with you?" He asked. "Hell no. You are not watching other girls undress." I said, giving him a look. "My eyes would only be on you." He said. "Maybe later." I said. "Really?" He asked, sounding excited. "No!" I said with a chuckle. He chuckled too and I let go of his hand as I walked into the locker room. I walked over to my stuff and noticed Candice was getting ready. "Hey hey!" I smiled, taking my contacts out. "Congrats on the win! That submission looked painful." She said. "That's the point." I giggled, putting them into their case of contact solution before setting them in my glasses case that I sectioned into six places. One spot for each set. I closed it before putting it in my gear bag. I held steady conversation with Candice as I switched from my gear to street clothes.