"Ridin' in a getaway car, there were sirens in the beat of your heart."
Charlie Sky. 1/4 of the Shield, a former 2x Diva's Champion, WWE Diva of the year, started the Women's Revolution in the WWE, the youngest Diva's Champion of all time. Charlie...
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(That's Charlie's PPV outfit, but there's a jacket too:) )
"The following match is a women's division tag team match set for one fall!" Lilian Garcia's voice echoed throughout the entire arena and that's when the nerves really got to me. I twirled my freshly curled hair nervously, and did what I normally did before my matches; paced back and forth.
Today, was Battleground. Today was the day that I, Charlie Sky, would be making her return to the WWE after nine long, hard months of rehabbing my neck injury, of being away from the friends I now considered family, away from my passion...I was finally back.
This is how it was going to go down; Charlotte and Sasha Banks were having a match tonight, a tag-team match. Dana Brooke would be Charlotte's partner, since she was her bitch basically and Sasha got to choose her partner, and her partner would be me. I clenched my fists as I heard the beginning of Charlotte's theme song play, and had to breathe in and out a couple times.
She was the reason I was injured. It was her fault. She was the one who did MY finishing move wrong. She hit the Ultra-Violet on me all wrong, I landed on my neck, and it actually almost paralyzed me. I was supposed to kick out, I was supposed to win that match and retain my Diva's Championship, but...I was legitly hurt so they changed the finish of the match mid-match, I got stretchered out, and haven't been back since.
Since then, the Diva's Championship became the Women's Championship and well; Momma wants HER title back.
"Introducing first the team of Dana Brooke, and the WWE Women's Champion, Charlotte!"
I rolled my eyes as she did her familiar cartwheel thing on one of the monitors in the locker room I was currently hiding out in. I was the only one in here, considering there was only a select few who knew I was here. Sasha, obviously...Stephanie, Triple H, Vince McMahon himself, and the makeup team because they had to fix my face...Other than that, nobody knew. Not Dana, not stupid Charlotte.
...Not my best friends, Dean and Roman. Not my other girls...Not Seth stupid Rollins who was also back from his major injury just two months before me. I still haven't spoken to him since long before I left...But, that's a story for a different day.
The beginning of Sasha's theme song played, and I knew that was my cue. I slipped my bedazzled hoodie over my head, and walked out of the locker room and towards the gorilla that was only a few feet away. Thankfully, our match was the first match of the night so everyone else was busy getting their makeup done, or stretching before their match, or stuffing their faces in catering...I didn't really have to worry about getting caught.
I could feel the corners of my mouth twitching up into a smile as I imagined where Roman and Dean were right now...No doubt in catering. They'd literally get two platefuls of food each and spend half of Raw in catering...I'm sure things were the same even though i've been gone.
