Chapter 36: Slap

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Sabrina's POV

So I had to go home eventually to grab my stuff. My dad made me stay. He literally is isolating me! He is making me watch the kids while him and Stephanie go out. Now they never go out alone! Also, they have a daughter that is old enough to watch them! But nope, I have to watch them. Also he is sleeping downstairs and I have to also.

*Smackdown*

I'm flying from a fire, from Nico and The Niners

I went out as people cheered. It was mostly cheers but of course there was those hard core AJ Styles fans who booed me. An official handed me a mic. Whenever I tried to talk, the crowd would cheer. It made me chuckle a bit.

 "I'm your new champion. AJ Styles said he could beat me. He promised he could beat me but let me just say that AJ is a good for nothing liar! He actually thought he could beat me. The daughter of the first ever women's IC champ, Chyna and the daughter of a former WWE champion, Triple H! But I gave you guys a new, better champion!" I explained. Tears threatened to escape my eyes but I fought back. 

I think I'm cute, I know I'm sexy

 "Congratulations, Sabrina. Your dad is probably gonna hate me. But when I did you last night, it felt amazing." He gave me his puppy dog eyes. I laughed and shrugged. "I know you're thinking the same thing. You're always on my mind, Sabrina."

"I'm flattered Shawn." I smirked. He got in the ring and hovered around me, sending chills up and down my spine. All of a sudden my dad ran to the ring and tried to fight off Shawn. I slapped my dad and hit him with my title. I'm a heel but the fans love me.

"That's disrespectful!" Byron Saxton pointed to me.

"Shut up Saxton!" I yelled at him, mocking Corey. Corey laughed at Byron. Shawn and I went backstage. A camera man came by and zoomed in on me and Shawn waking. My title was in my hand and I saw Stephanie giving me a dirty look.

"Is there a problem?" Shawn asked.

 "Yea. Your bitch ass beat up my husband." She smirked as if she thought that the statement would effect me. 

 "Oh Stephanie. I would rather be a bitch than be a slut." I patted her shoulder and laughed. She glared at me. Her hand connected with my face. This shocked me. Was I gonna take this? Nope. I grabbed her by the hair and threw her into some crates. 

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