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"While you were in the hospital, I was the one that was always there for him and always cared for him! He left your helpless and pathetic ass because you're not wife material and you'll never get married or have kids in your sad and pathetic life!" Carmella shouts at me and I ball my fists up. "He never loved you, that's why he said all kinds of things about you to me and everybody else on both rosters! Trust me, Nikki, nothing that he said about you was good."

I jump on top of Carmella, causing her to fall on her back and I start punching her over and over again. Everything is blurred out of my ears. The sound returns when Brie pulls me off of a bloody faced Carmella.

"THIS ISN'T OVER!" I scream at her. Brie forced me out of the ring as the medical team tends to Carmella. I want the medical team before turning away and going to the back.

"What the hell was that? You could get suspended for that!" Brie tells me.

"Then I get suspended and I beat her ass somewhere else. You think I care about anything right now?" I ask Brie.

"You should care because you and I both know that you don't want to put your job in jeopardy." Brie squints her eyes at me. She's right.

"You're right, you're right." I sigh, putting my hands up in surrender. "I'll get my revenge on both of them though. Seth and Carmella can't talk to me like that though!" I argue.

"What if she's lying? You don't know what Seth said. Maybe he said some stuff and it got recorded or something. There had to be some kind of evidence." Brie tells me and I nod.

"There's only one way to find out." I tell her and she smirks.

"Time to see if we can get drafted to team red secretly." Brie and I share an evil grin before we walk to Shane McMahon's office.

I'm not the woman you want to mess with, Rollins. I'll be your worst damn nightmare in an instant.