Princess (Dean Ambrose)

Chapter 23

My match with Tamina was next.
"You ready?" Dean asked me.
"When have I ever not been ready?" I asked him.
"True." He said.
We were standing at the gorilla and Randy was supposed to meet me here. "Bye Dean." I told him as soon as I saw Randy coming. He kissed my cheek and ran off.
"Hey El." He told me.
"Hey Randy." I replied.
"You excited?" He asked.
"Yeah. It's nice to finally face an actual wrestler. And no, I don't count Summer as an actual wrestler." I told him, causing him to chuckle.
My music rang through the arena and I walked down the ramp with a big smile on my face. Randy stood by my side, with his usual cocky grin.
When we got to the ring he put his hands on my shoulders and gave me a quick pep-talk.
Instead of Tamina's music playing, Summer's did.
She walked out with a microphone in her hand. And who was at her side? Dolph Ziggler.
"Hello everyone!" She yelled through the microphone. She got nothing but BOOs from the crowd.
"Thank you for such a warm welcome." She said mimicking my mom.
I grabbed a microphone and asked her, "Summer, how many times do I have to beat you for you to get it in your thick skull that I'm done with you. I want some actual competition. Hence why I'm having this matchup against a real wrestler."
She growled at me.
Dolph took the microphone from her hand, "Hey don-" but I cut him off.
"Is the bleach getting to your head Ziggler? It's time for my match. Nobody wants to see you two out here!"
"Well actually. I came out here to tell you that your match with Tamina has been canceled! And guess who you'll be facing?" Summer asked.
I turned to Randy and said, "Randy, who do you think I'll be facing?" 

I held the microphone up to his lips and he said, "Hmm. Wild guess, but I think her name rhymes with Bummer," causing the crowd to laugh.

"Nice one," I laughed, nudging him on his side. 
"It's not against me!" Summer exclaimed.
"Shocker." I said.

"Truly," Randy chipped in.  
"Well- at least it's not just against me. I am issueing a two on one handicap match! Me and Tamina vs Ella!" She exclaimed.
I just laughed at her.
"Who gave you the authority to make these matches?" I asked her.
"Your mom did! Because I'm the new General Manager!" She exclaimed.
"What?" I asked.
"You heard me," she said, "unless you're deaf."
"Well I have no idea how you ended up with that position-" I spat, but Randy cut me off by saying, "Probably by getting in a compromising position."
The crowd erupted in cheers at the dig, and Summer scoffed at us.
"Now get your little buddy Tamina, bring her down to the ring, and see if you two can take me down." I told her.
"You may not want to anger me." Summer growled.
"Summer," Randy started, "I think you're forgetting that she is the boss's daughter." He chuckled.
"No, it's fine Randy. I don't need my mom and dad to fight my battles for me. Besides, I can handle Summer. She's a joke!" I laughed.
"You know, you can insult me all you want, but what goes around comes around." Summer said.
"Summer. I've dealt with you in the past. Ok? I've handled you. But I'm getting sick and tired of your antics. You're like a rash that won't go away!- And I know you're an expert when it comes to rashes," I turned to look at Randy, who had a huge smile on his face, "But soon, I'm not just going to end our feud, I'm going to end you and your entire uninspired career," I said, "So come on down to this ring so you can get your ass kicked, again."

"And don't forget your partner," Randy added.
She rolled her eyes at us and made her way down to the ring.
Tamina's music played and she sent me a sympathetic smile.
Summer wanted to start the match.
She ran at me and clotheslined me. At least I think it was a clothesline. She walked around the ring gloating and cheering for herself. As soon as she turned around, I kicked her in the stomach and pedigreed her.
Instead of pinning her, I dragged her to her corner and looked at Tamina, "Tag in!"

Tamina, with a smirk on her face, did exactly that. I could tell she didn't really like Summer either.

We began to lock up. She overpowered me pushing me into the corner, but I used my quickness to get behind her and hit one of Randy's backbreakers. I pinned her, and she kicked out at two. I got up quickly, not wanting her to get any offense in. So I used the ropes to hit a springboard elbow, immediately putting her in a chokehold, instead of covering her after.

Tamina eventually used her strength to her advantage and stood up with me on her back, ramming me into the corner.

She waited for me to get up and clotheslined me a couple times, pinning me after the third. I kicked out right as the ref got to two. We both got to our feet at the same time. She went for the superkick, but I hit a roundhouse kick, spinning heel kick combo, which caused her to fall right on her back. From this position, I locked in my submission.

"Heir to the throne! She's got it locked in." I heard JBL say. Tamina tapped right on cue, holding onto her shoulder and gasping for air when I let go.

What can I say? It was a brutal move. 

The ref held up my hand, before Randy congratulated me and pulled me into a hug.
"Great job!" He whispered into my ear as we walked up the ramp.
We got backstage and I went straight to the divas locker room to change before Randy and Dean's match.
Apparently, I had to wear a dress, but who listens to what their boss says.
Especially if their boss is their mom.
I put on some jeans and a cropped black shirt.
For my shoes I wore small brown wedges.
I walked to the shield locker room and was greeted by a hug from Dean.
"Great job princess." He said.
"Thanks Deanie," I told him and he shot me a confused look.
"Deanie?"
"It's your temporary nickname."

"I don't know about that one," he laughed, causing me to playfully frown.
We watched some of the show until it was time for Dean's match.
"Good luck." I told him. I kissed his cheek and walked off to find Randy. We walked down the ramp together. The crowd was going insane.
Next Dean walked out with the rest of the shield down the stairs. I was told to stand in Randy's corner, but I wanted to go on commentary with Roman and Seth.
"Hello Ella. You look nice." JBL said.
"Thanks John!" I told him. He sent me a nice smile.
"So Ella. Tell me what are your thoughts on this match that's about to happen? Who are you rooting for?" Michael asked.
"Well, I'm excited to see what happens. They're both gifted wrestlers who are both so different. But I'm going to have to cheer for Randy tonight, considering the fact that he had my back earlier," I told him.
"Well," Seth started, "I'm excited to see Dean kick some ass. And send Randy back to his mommy Triple H and his daddy Stephanie McMahon."
Roman laughed at Seth and high-fived him.
I had to hold in my laughter at their childishness and pay attention to the match.
Every once in a while Seth and Roman would send me funny faces. They were making it hard to hold in all my laughter. Randy RKOed Dean, but Roman pulled the referee out of the ring. A new referee came out and got in the ring, but Randy was still yelling at Roman.
Dean took the opportunity to roll Randy up and he won the match. I was shocked and so happy for Dean, but I couldn't show it in the ring.
Randy was so pissed that he RKOed Dean.
I got in the ring and turned my head away from Dean, whose lifeless body was sprawled across the mat.
But I pushed my thoughts of Dean's wellbeing to the back of my head- I had to give him credit. He was a tough cookie- and held Randy's hand up, even though he LOST the match.
This is going to be one interesting story line.