Desires of passion

Courtney vs Jordan

Courtney's POV:

Jordan and I sit in triple H's office signing new solo contracts for the next three years. "Okay do you have any ideas for entrance music? I'm assuming you want to stay as a heel?" The game asks me as I nod. " Uh yeah I wanna be a heel and my entrance is gonna be The Struts- could have been me, and Sandra is already working on new ring gear." I answer uninterested in working the behind the scenes out. H nods and looks to Jordan. "Uh Joker - New Years Day, and a face I guess? " She responds getting a nod as well. "Alright we are going to start you two off with a feud against each other." Triple H explains interlocking his fingers on the desk in a business like away. "Of fucking course you are! You want a Feud you know what you'll get the best damn feud you've ever seen and then you are going to leave us and our friendship the fuck alone!" I warn in complete seriousness. Hunter agrees as we wrap the meeting up. "So what does your new ring gear look like Mrs. Orton?" I ask fucking with Jordan on our way out causing her to punch me in the arm. "Haha funny. " She rolls her eyes as I laugh nope nothing is going to change around here.

we walk to the seamstress Sandra to pick up our new gear for tonight. she looks up and smiles at us "Hey girls just finished." She says holding up our outfits and handing then to us. I take mine and hold it up smiling. It's a white tight cropped tank top with tight blue jeans with the rips starting mid thigh and going to the end of the legs. I nod smiling "Kind of plain don't you think?" Sandra asks watching me. I chuckle to my self "Oh don't worry I have plans the boss man will find out about tonight." I wink and look over a Jordan to see her holding black bralette, High rise black jean shorts, Ripped fishnets, And Black platform Creepers. "Nice!" I whistle at the skimpy outfit causing Jordan to flip me off. "It was time for a change, I just don't know how much Randy will approve" She shrugs making me smile. I nod "Some say a change others say going back to who you truly are." I smile sadistically tongue running over my teeth. "uh Oh I know that look that's not a good look Courtney." Jordan groans watching the old spark coming back into my eyes. Thanking Sandra we walk away to find the guys. We finally meet up with them sitting on on the blue trunks in the hallway. "Hey, have a match tonight?" Dean asks me pulling me by my shoulders into him. "Yeah. We both do later tonight, of course they want our first solo match to be against each other." I roll my eyes sighing as I lean further into him. "I'm sorry baby, they did the same with the shield, made Seth break us up and whatnot." Dean rolls his eyes as well hating his new storyline.

Deans POV:
Randy and I sit backstage in his locker room watching the tv waiting for the girls to have there match. The commercial ends as king, Michael cole and JBL's faces pop up. The camera pans over as music starts to play through the arena. 'Well, I can't say it's been a pleasure just a pain and quite a mess
I'm no damsel in distress, a weight off my chest
I can breathe without your hands around my neck.
You're mistaken if you ever think you'll make another fool out of me! How pathetic can you be?
Smile at the crowd, take one last bow...
The show's over! No one's laughing now...'
Jordan steps out from behind the curtain in skin tight revealing ring gear. I see Randy swallow and his eyebrow twitch clearly not knowing about the outfit. "Well that's different." I smirk as Randy glares at me and I laugh. Walking a few feet onto the stage and putting both arms out wide She receives a wide range of cheers and boos as she soaks it all in. She starts to bounce down the ramp excitedly jumping in through the ropes and interacting with fans. The lights go out as what must be Courtney's new music plays 'Don't wanna live as an untold story
Rather go out in a blaze of glory
I can't hear you, I don't fear you
I'll live now 'cause the bad die last
Dodging bullets with your broken past
I can't hear you, I don't fear you now
Wrapped in your regret
What a waste of blood and sweat
Oh oh oh' . bright white lights flash to the beat of the song, turning on to bright to see anything with the last 'oh'. The lights stay blinding for a moment before they darken enough to see the Gorgeous blonde on stage standing stoic in a tight white tank top cut off about three inches above her bellybutton wearing tight blue ripped jeans, a thick white belt with metal Diamond shaped studs and old worn wrestling boots scuffed and stained, but what caught my attention most was the Dean Unstable Ambrose sweatshirt that was sloppily cut in half and thrown over top of her tank top. Looking closer I see thumb holes cut out as well that her tapped hands were securely in. Randy looks over at me "well that's new." He wiggles his eyebrows as I let out a gruff shut up. Courtney stands at the top of the ring looking around at the chorus of boos she was receiving before smirking a dark evil smirk I had never seen before. Picking her hand up she makes a gun hand motion at Jordan pulling back as the last loud boom of the entrance music hits like a shotgun . She walks down the ramp motioning for a mic grabbing it roughly out of the stage helps hand. " cut the music!" She yells as she swings her legs through the ropes getting in the ring with her best friend. "Wow... just WOW look at you Jor. With your new ring gear and your preppy I can do it Attitude, it's just so ... cute! I figured you wouldn't even show up to work today I mean I lead you,I made you great.... what are you goin to do now with out my help?" Courtney fake whines and pouts at Jordan who rolls her eyes motioning for a mic as well. Randy and I look to each other confused as the girls we love who love each other tear into themselves. " you "Lead?" Really how by doing commentary and flirting with Dean Ambrose? I mean look at you... you've got his name written all over you!" Jordan points Courtney looking down at her outfit and smiling. "It's a good look huh? I've been thinking you know Dean and I have a lot in common actually. We have the same thing that makes us tick the thing that separates the likes of me and you. a lack of Morals, the need to rip backstabbing cowards faces off." Courtney laughs in her crazy voice I've seen from her old tapes, that and her in my gear are not helping the bulge in my pants I try to subtlety hide with a pillow before Randy can be an ass about it. Courtney takes a step forward as Jordan steps back effectively backing the blue haired girl into a corner. "I've been stuck doing commentary in that pathetic group because they were afraid to let me have some real fun... well I'm off the leash now sunshine! And the only one I can see in my way to that title right now is you." Courtney yells laughing a sinister laugh you would expect from a horror movie. "Come on. Your not scaring me Courtney we are friends you won't hurt me!" Jordan plays up her face character as Courtney smiles and runs a finger along her face. "Oh I'm not going to hurt you Jor, I'm going to make you feel alive!" She smacks her face three times before throwing the mic out of the ring and getting in her corner. The referee climbs into the ring and signals the match to start Courtney walks up to Jordan who meets her halfway and yells for her to punch her. "Come one hit me you know you want to!" Courtney chants as Jordan ignores her for a short while before giving in and socking Courtney's left cheek causing her head to snap back. Courtney turns her head back to Jordan spiting blood and laughing. They continue to exchange blows until Courtney grabs Jordan's fist mid swing and puts her in an arm bar. Jordan yells in pain trying to get out of it and failing. Courtney continues the hold as Jordan stomps her feet trying to work up to getting free. After a couple more minutes pass Jordan finally gets herself free to see Courtney fake yawn behind her. Jordan shakes her head and charges back at Courtney's where they grapple, Courtney gets the upper hand grabbing the back of Jordan's head and smashing it into the turnbuckle to the count of 8 before she finally lets go letting Jordan fall to the ground. Courtney pulls her back up throwing her into the ropes and catching her into a forget me not a modified hook and ladder. Courtney climbs onto Jordan and goes for the pin only getting a two count. She stands up looking around before shrugging and getting out of the ring and going over to the announcers table looking around for a minute before grabbing JBL's briefcase and rolling back into the ring with it where Jordan is starting to get up. Courtney taps her fist against the case three times before whacking Jordan in the head with it. Once, twice, thirteen times. As Jordan lays on the ground holding her head. Courtney Delicately places the case in the center of the ring and lines Jordan up for another forget me not. This time when she goes for the pin Jordan doesn't tap out gaining Courtney a three count. Courtney gets to her knees above Jordan and leans Down to her level getting in her face and staring with a fake worried look, before standing up and walking over her like nothing happened and getting her hand raised in victory.