25

I walk in the locker room with my tummy feeling in knots. Today I've been feeling super nervous. This match I'm having with Bayley is very important.

I have to win it there's no other choice. If I don't I will lose that opportunity to compete for the Women's Championship. I can't afford to lose this.

I start changing out and as I am Lana walks in the locker room with a huge grin. "Guess what girls?" She says with her American accent. It's kind of weird to hear her American accent since her character is Russian.

"What?" Nikki asks. "I have my invitations!" She squeals. "No way!" Natalya says walking her.

"Yes!" She says with a big smile. I start putting my clothes on my gym bag as Lana starts handing out invitations.

I start tying my shoes as Lana walks to me. She hands me an invitation and I'm surprised. We're not that close.

"For me?" I ask. She nods smiling, "Of course! Don't forget to come. It's in a month. We'd love to have you and your boyfriend there." She says.

"Thank you." I say with a smile as I grab the invitation. She smiles sweetly and walks to other girls.

I look at the beautiful glittery invitation. I can't believe I'm actually invited. I smile as I stick my gym bag in my locker. After I do that I place the invitation on top of the bag and close the door.

"What's up pepsi cola?" Dean says as I walk out of the locker room. "Guess what?" I ask excited as we walk down the hall so I can get my makeup done.

"What?" He asks as he's devouring a muffin. "You have to guess, Dean." I answer rolling my eyes. "Ummmm, you found five hundred dollars on the floor? You got diarrhea? You-"

"No, no, no." I say wrinkling my nose. "Okay. Then what?" He throws away the muffin paper on the trash. I take a seat as the lady starts applying makeup on me.

"Lana invited us to her wedding!" I say with a grin. "Lana?" He says raising his eyebrows. "Yeah. You know the blonde one?"

"I know who Lana is. Trust me I know." He says with a smirk. I frown looking at him and he laughs. "Kidding. Well... not so much. So she invited us?"

"Yes. We're going, right?" I ask feeling my excitement. "Of course we are." He says. When she's done applying my makeup I hop off the chair.

"How're you feeling about your match tonight?" Dean asks. "I'm very nervous. This is a match I need to win."

"You beat her last Monday so you can do it again." He says as we stand behind the curtain. "She's not easy to beat."

"No wrestler is. Just try your best. I know you can do it." He grabs me and gives me a tight squeeze. "Thank you." I smile.

"Good luck!" Bayley says as she approaches us. She of course is with Sasha who has her title. "Good luck to you too." I say.

Sasha gives me a smile and then she glances at Dean. They call her up first since she is in the commentary section.

After her entrance they call Bayley up next. I take a deep breath before I get my call. I skip out smiling trying to be as confident as I can.

I get in the ring and the bell rings. We start the match as soon as it rings. The adrenaline is rushing through my veins and I feel it kick in.

I immediately attack Bayley but she pushes me off. I run to her but she moves out of the way. I fall out of the ring crashing on the floor.

I fall on my stomach and slide across the floor. As I look up I see Sasha at commentary. She smiles evilly and I get distracted.

I then realize the referee is counting and I get up quickly. The referee is already at five when I roll in the ring.

The crowd cheers and I start fighting again. The match is pretty intense. I finally get Bayley on the floor and I'm about to do the shining wizard when I see Sasha get up.

She takes off her gear and walks towards the ring. This throws me off a little and I get distracted once again.

This gives Bayley time to recover and she runs to me doing her finisher -Bayley to belly. As she tries to pin me I kick out at two.

Bayley gets off frustrated and you can tell. She goes and gets on the top rope. I follow her behind and before she can jump I grab her and slam her down.

I quickly pin her. My heart is racing like crazy when the referee is counting. When he gets to three I jump up happy.

He puts my hand up in the air and as I'm celebrating I feel someone hit me from behind. I fall on the mat and I turn around startled.

I then see it's Sasha who's attacking me. I try to fight back but everything just happened so fast. She does the bank statement on me.

An enormous pain hits me as she's pulling me back. The referee keeps telling her to let go but she doesn't.

When she finally gets tired of it she lets me go. Her theme song starts playing as she exits the ring. I lay on the mat as the pain slowly disappears.

I finally get up and walk backstage. I notice that my knee is bleeding a little. Must've happened when I slid across the floor.

I'm still panting as I'm walking down the almost empty hallway. I suddenly hear talking and I'm intrigued.

  As I step closer I can hear that it's Sasha. At first I think she's talking to Randy but she's not.

"Your boyfriend is not going to like that you're talking to me in this dark corner." Dean says. "He's not here today." Sasha replies.

"Well my girlfriend is." He answers. "Ha. That girlfriend of yours. You can't fool me Dean. I know you still like me. I know you miss me. I know you miss those lovely nights we spent together. Or what you're going to deny it?"

I'm still panting and I try to quiet down so they can't hear. "No." he says. "Exactly. So why don't you break up with your girlfriend then?"

"Why don't you break up with your boyfriend?" Dean asks. "Because its complicated." She says. "See that's not fair. If I break up with Aj you have to break up with Randy."

"We'll see." She whispers. I don't hear anything else and I slowly peek. I see that she's leaning in towards him.

She wraps her hands around his neck and he doesn't move. She kisses his cheek softly and vey close to his lips.

I feel my heart sink slowly but I can't look away. She then kisses him on the lips. When she does this Dean wraps his arms around her waist and they begin kissing.

I then look away and turn around. I walk down the hall slowly as I approach the locker room.  My eyes are fixed on my feet and I realize a drop fall to the black floor.

I touch my face and notice I'm crying. The tears keep falling one after another and I can't stop them.

I walk in the locker room and sit on the bench as I try to calm down. Why am I crying? I don't understand.

I grab a few paper towels and wipe my eyes. After that I start taking off my attire and change clothes.

As I'm grabbing my gym bag Sasha walks in. She's grinning and she looks my way. I ignore her and quickly walk out.

I rush down the hall because I don't want to even see Dean. "Hey pookie. Wait up." He says as he follows me outside.

I keep walking until he grabs me by the hand and pulls me back. "What's wrong?" He asks. "Nothing. I'm just tired."

"Okay. Well let's go then." He says. "No. I'm riding with Paige." I lie. "What? Why with her?" He asks.

"Because we're going somewhere." I say. "You're lying." He says. I hate that he can see right through me. "I'm not." I say trying to sound convincing.

"Seriously what's wrong?" Is he seriously asking this? I feel my stomach burn in anger as I feel my face turn hot. "What's wrong?"

My voice sounds angry. Dean looks at me and doesn't say anything. "What's wrong is that I saw you making out with Sasha. That's what's wrong.  How can you do that? To me? To Randy? That's really low." My voice keeps getting louder and louder and Dean just looks confused.

"What?" It's all he says. I groan and walk away. He catches up to me and yes in front of me. "I don't understand why you're mad."

"Why? I just told you why!" I'm not quite sure why I'm so angry but I am. "First of all you're over reacting okay? Sasha clearly doesn't like Randy because if she did she wouldn't be looking for me. Also we're not even dating! So you shouldn't get mad. It's all fake Aj!"

I then realize how stupid I'm sounding. He's right. It's fake. I look at the ground and feel my chest tighten. 

"You're right. I just got mad because she's not appreciating Randy." I say. He takes a deep breath and doesn't say anything.

"Let's go." He doesn't sound angry but I know he's not happy. Once we get in the car he turns the music up.

He's driving with the loud music playing and I know he's doing it so he doesn't have to talk to me.