Paige's POV:
"The first step in realizing you're in love with her is admitting you're in love with her." I rolled my eyes as I walked around backstage with my best friend, Emma. Emma, as usual, has no idea what she's talking about. Suggesting that I have feelings for Aj? Ridiculous. "Emma, I love you to death, but I'm not in love with Aj. Aj and I are just really good friends." "Santino and I started off that way to. Now look at us." "That's completely different." "Yeah, not really."
We entered catering since the divas segment wasn't up yet. "If I was in love with her-" "You are." "IF I was, what do you suggest I do? It's not like she's single." "Or gay for that matter. The one thing you don't do is tell her. You don't want that kind of heat. Feelings ain't shit." "Words of wisdom, Emma." She smiled, "I'm your best friend. Who else is going to inform you of these things?" I shrugged, "Em, I've been in love before. It never ends well. Never." "Hold up, when was this?" I bit my lip. No one knows about the secret love affair back in my NXT days. And no one will. "Back in my NXT days.." "Who?" "Emma." "Tell me!" "No." "Okay, okay. Just tell me. Is he still in NXT?" I sighed, "No, he's main roster. And can we not discuss him?"
Emma frowned, "Fine...but I will find out. Listen. You have to understand that your feelings for her won't go away if you keep denying it. I'm with Santino. Who wants to be with Santino? Me because I can't help my feelings. You can't just run from them. You have to acknowledge the fact that you're in love with her." "She has a husband for crying out loud." I respect the fact that she's married to the love of her life, I do, but I couldn't help but wonder what it was like to wake up next to her big brown eyes. She's so cute. The fact that she isn't the girliest of girls or the fact that she was a nerdy little tomboy was adorable. She was beautiful in a way that was effortless and that's what made her perfect.
I left in Emma in catering after talking with her some more about my feelings. Tonight, I couldn't think of Aj. I had to focus on my match against Cameron but to be fair, since it was Cameron, I probably didn't need to focus on the match that much. I made my usual entrance, the crowd having their usual mixed reactions. It didn't really bother me at this point. They can boo me all they want. I've proven that I'm here to stay and that's not going to change anytime soon. I taunted them and started booing with them. Their hatred grew. I started skipping, just like Aj but not nearly as perfect as hers, around and around the mat as Cameron made her way down the ramp. Once she entered, I stopped skipping and kicked her right in her stomach so she fell down to her knees. I know, I know. I'm suppose to be the face in this match but whatever. Cameron stood back up after like three minutes and the referee rang the bell for the match to begin legally.
I was right about Cameron not being much competition which was upsetting. It gets tiresome fighting these women who put 100% into their looks but not their wrestling. That's what I love about my Aj. She was nothing like any of the divas here. Looks weren't important to her and that's probably because she's a natural beauty. Ugh. I could gush about Aj all day but to save time, I won't. Besides, I'm sure her husband does that enough. It's not even that I don't like him, he's Cm Punk. I respect him. He's okay. It's just...I don't know. I envy him. He wakes up next to the most beautiful woman in the world and I, for awhile now, wake up to no one. Ever since a certain main roster asshole broke my heart. But let's not talk about my ex boyfriend. He's irrelevant in my life.
It was during a series of headbuts to Cameron's skull that I noticed her. This petite figure skipped down the ramp and continuously around the ring. She's so cute. Focus, Paige, you're in character. I stood up and leaned against the ropes yelling at her,"What are you doing here!? This is my match! Go away Aj! You think this is funny? You're not funny! Go home Aj. I'm not distracted! I'm not distracted at-" but I was. Before I knew what was happening, I was being rolled up and pinned from behind. Cameron's hand grabbed my shorts so I really couldn't kick out and she had stolen the win within 3 seconds. Bitch. Cameron not Aj.
I yelled at the referee in frustration and we started arguing in the middle of the ring. "Are you an idiot!? She had my shorts! Do your job right dumb ass! Do your job." We went back and forth for awhile until I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I quickly turned around and glared down at her growling then I started yelling at her. The whole time she never argued back. She just smiled up at me which made my heart do a couple backflips. I glanced at the crowd then the camera and then looked at her weirdly. She's up to something. She walked over and grabbed a microphone. She paused, smiling at the endless Cm Punk chants, then said, "Paige, I understand now. I understand why there's so much..tension between you and I. I thought it was because of my divas championship and the fact that I'm better than you. At everything. I thought maybe you were just jealous of me in general but that's not it, is it?" What the hell is she talking about? "As usual, I don't know what in the bloody hell you're talking about," I said into the mic. She nodded, "You're right. Words don't express this as strongly as I would like for it to. I'll show you."
Aj dropped the mic and wrapped her short, little, strong legs around my waist. I stared at her in shock and gulped as she still smiled. She put her arms around my neck as the crowd began to roar in excitement. Aj laughed crazily then kissed me before I could question it further.
The Black Widow's kiss was something incredible..
