Someone you loved - ON HOLD.

Hold on

Rebecca's POV;
You've got this. It's not the first time you have had a feud with Charlotte. Breathe, Bex, breathe.

I wasn't sure on why I was nervous, but nervous as hell I was. I kept telling myself it would be okay, of course it would be okay.

"Rebecca...." Andrade's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and into reality, looking up at him a smile crept on my lips. He was perfect for Charlotte, they got along great and he seems to be treating her like the Queen everyone calls her. "Are you alright? Your looking stressed."

I chewed my lip before speaking. I knew I wasn't okay, and putting it into words scared me even more. "I'm just worried about this mix match tonight. I'm not even sure why, I've had plenty of fueds with Charlotte." I sighed, my teeth letting my lip go finally, Andrade smiled.

"Bex it's fine, of course you've had plenty of matches with brilliant people but I don't think that's the problem."

"Then what is the problem."

"I think it's because you've not done a mixed match in a while, trust me I've been there. Charlotte is freaking out too! You're both so similar. Don't stress, you'll do great. You've got great moves in the ring. Your promos are getting a lot better. Don't put yourself down for it, Lass." He leaned over and hugged me, my arms wrapped around his torso giving him a quick hug back.

"Thank you, that honestly has cheered me up a lot." The smile that was once a frown, has now turned back into the brilliant smile everyone loved.

"I'm always here if you need to talk, especially Ashley." He winked and walked into the men's locker room. Walking through the halls of the arena, Charlotte was sitting on a crate watching the match between The Miz and Shane McMahon. They had one of the most greatest fueds of all time, their matches were compelling to everyone watching; everyone who hit a McMahon got a pop for it from the crowd, Roman, Miz, Myself and many more.

I jumped on the crate beside her, "They really are tearing each other apart aren't they?" I sighed softly to myself, Charlotte had leaned back against the wall before putting her chin in her hand.

"How are we going to top this match?" Charlotte has taken a long intake of breath, slowly releasing it as she shook her head. "Honestly I have no clue what to do. It's brilliant."

My hand rested on her leg, as I gave her a squeeze. "We will find a way. We always do, right?" I looked at her and smiled, "Plus two of the four horsewomen we've got this."

"You're right. We always manage to win the crowd over with our matches and with the guys, we've got their fans behind us too." We slapped hands, and smirked at each other before hugging one another. "Come on, lets get ready. We're on soon."

Mixed Match Challenge.

"I'm sure you were all expecting Becky Lynch, well you've got me, The Queen of WWE so deal with it!" Charlotte had shouted down the mic, the amount of boos she was getting was amazing, people hated her and people loved her. This is what we want as a character, and it was going to plan. "Oh be quiet with your Becky chants, clearly she isn't The Man as she won't even come out here and defend herself."

I rolled my eyes, knowing she was trying to piss me off just to get me into character. "Seth Rollins on the other hand, isn't he sweet. Trying to win the Universal title from none other than Brock Lesnar at WrestleMania." She smirked to herself, her free hand slowly going to her hip. "Too bad he will have to wait 7 hours just to see the girl he likes wrestle against me and the baddest woman on the planet and lose everything she's ever dreamed of." And this was the point where I had enough of where she was taking this. No one knows about myself and Colby.