Charlotte Flair

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Being in a relationship with Charlotte Flair was the best thing to ever happen to me. Being dumped by Charlotte Flair however, well that was the worst thing that ever happened to me.

She said something about not being ready for a commitment or some other bullshit. I'm only saying it's bullshit because not even a month after breaking up with me she started dating Andrade.

As much as I needed to cry and just sit in my sorrow for a little bit my job didn't really permit that. As a wrestler I'm on the go all day everyday whether it's the gym, or a show, or the press, I just don't have time to be sad.

Part of me is greatful for that, I mean I dated Charlotte for a bit over a year. I was very much in love with her but she never wanted to commit to me. I mean she wouldn't even agree to be my girlfriend until 5 months in.

I put all of the time I had into our relationship but I guess it wasn't enough for her. 

I hadn't necessarily been avoiding her at shows because I wanted to pretend like I didn't care. I wanted everyone to see that I could keep doing my job at full capacity. 

I just had to keep going because if I didn't I would fall apart. I could feel all of the pressure building and I knew if anything were to happen I'd have emotional overload.

" We're worried about you Y/n," Liv and Ruby had caught me in my locker room getting ready for my match.

" What do you mean?"

" You obviously don't see it but you've thrown yourself into work since your breakup," Ruby looked at me sympathetically.

I rolled my eyes, " I've always worked this hard."

" You've always been a hard worker, but you also knew when to take a moment to breathe," Liv placed a hand on my shoulder causing me to look up the girls.

" If I breathe, I'll choke on a sob. Now if you excuse me, I've got a match."

I left the room and waited patiently by the gorilla for my music to start.

I was fighting Nia Jax, who was much more powerful than me. I was booked to win the match but I was still worried. To be honest I didn't trust Nia in the ring especially since I was way smaller than her. She has kind of become infamous for injuring her opponents and I didn't want to be next.

The match was going well, the crowd was eating up, and nothing bad had happened so far. 

Nia was flat on her back and I was on the top rope when Charlotte's music blasted through the arena.

As far as I knew she wasn't supposed to be out here. I turned my head to see if anyone was coming out and there she was on the ramp watching, championship in hand.

She had distracted me enough for Nia to get up but instead of directly attacking me she hit the ropes. 

Usually this wouldn't have been a problem but I wasn't paying attention. I slipped off of the rope with no grace at all. I ended up hitting my head really hard on the way down.

Immediately after the impact I knew something was wrong. My vision had become blurry and my limbs felt wobbly. The ref came to see if I was alright and I told him I was so the match kept going.

I barely made it to my feet before I instantly fell back down. The arena was spinning but I was being stubborn.

The ref came close to check on me again," You're busted open, I'm going to stop the match."

I grabbed his wrist," No I can keep going."

The ref gave me a pointed look before relenting," You've got 2 minutes to end this match."

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