I stood bodily in the ring. My oponets giggled at me like I was a joke. Ariane, Eva Marie, Alicia Fox, and Summer Rae were ready to beat the crap out of me. But I still didn't back down.
Yesterday, the whole world found out that I was the girl who was the dating THE John Cena (WWE World-Heavy Champion) the face of the company. And since Stephanie Macmahons' husband Tripe H isn't champion, she wants to put her hatered on me. My sister ditches me to go be divas champion, while I sufferers because of John.
The bell rang. I went for the weakest, Eva Marie and gave her a quick punch, but was soon tackled and kicked by the others. Punches, DETs, and slaps came several times every time I tried to get up.
1,2,3.
And it was over. I lossed. I looked up at the winners with a sorrow face. My jaw was bleeding. This was embarrassing.
And toake matters worse, a MchMahon comes out.
She was in a garbage color dress. How much does Steph clothes cost?
$9.99
"Nikki are you okay?" She says like she cares. She stood right out the ring with a grin. A evil one.
"You really look hurt.
I had no motion. I didn't move. I just closed my eyes.
Please Let This Be Over...
