So many things changed in the last week, and only now, standing behind the curtain and waiting for her music to hit, did Nikki finally understood it. Her sister destroyed her relationship with John, which he didn’t really fight for. He just let he go, covering it all with “soul - searching” for them both, but she knew better. When Brie actually found the courage to tell her the truth she got mad. But when she confronted John about it all, he simply said that he wasn’t ready to change anything. She didn’t cry, oh no, they all won’t get the pleasure to see her crying over this. And when Stephanie approached her a week before SummerSlam she accepted the offer with a smile on her face.
“You can look but you can’t touch” blasts through the arena, as she steps out onto the ramp, a chorus of boos following, only bringing a smile to her face. Last night she knocked out her twin sister, allowing Stephanie to pick up the win, and truth be told, it felt good. While she walks down to the ring, the brunette observes the people, that stand there, waiting for her. Hunter is smiling at her, but she still remembers how he looked at her boobs the night before, making her want to cringe. If only Stephanie knew what her husband was like, but that’s not her place to tell. Kane and Randy look as if they’re bored out of their mind, and then there’s Seth. The usual look by now - black suit, that stupid briefcase in hand and that annoying cackle of a laugh, that reaches her ears as soon as she steps through the ropes and moves to give Stephanie a hug.
Sending an overly sweet smile in Seth’s direction, she takes the mike from the tech guy and steps in the center of the ring. The music dies down but the booing continues, and she couldn’t help but smile wide. “So, will I get those “You sold out!” chants or are they saved only for Cruella here?”, one eyebrow lifts up, as she looks at the crowd and points to Rollins, who’s standing beside her. She could hear Randy let out a small chuckle somewhere behind her, same happens with Kane. “Because you guys, are becoming way too predictable. You can say whatever you want, chant whatever you want, the point it - I DON’T CARE. No one will ever understand what I’ve been though, and it’s not like I expect you too. So now, I’ll step aside and let mister Rollins do all the talking, or should I say “gloating” about how he defeated his arch enemy Dean Ambrose all by himself last night”. With that, Nikki stepped to the side, doing a mock curtsy in front of Seth, and made her way to stand beside Randy, who seemed quite impressed by her actions.
He watches her carefully, wondering how she’ll handle the crowd, wondering if she’s truly up for this and able to do this. Within seconds though, she proves him wrong and he leans his head down so that she doesn’t realize he’s smiling at her terrible insult to his horrendous hair. He’s heard worse, definitely, and being called Cruella is absolutely nothing in comparison to other things he’s been told when it comes to his two-tone. He arches his eyebrow when she mentions how predictable the crowd is.
She’s right about that, for sure, but he definitely can’t help but wonder what else she wanted to say because he could tell she wanted to say something else. He just didn’t know what, and she was a puzzle he wanted to learn more about.
When he finally hears her get him back to the spotlight, he smirks and struts towards the center of the ring, arching an eyebrow towards the woman when she notices Orton eyeing her. He feels like he should warn her, feels like he should tell her about the drugs and prostitutes but instead he turns towards the crowd and with a cackle, begins talking about how he eviscerated Ambrose, and how he’ll be going after Reigns next, getting rid of the once upon a fabled Shield, how the poor people out there can deal with the disappointment over not getting the faction back, how it was a waste of time.
The time goes by fast, fast that when he’s finally backstage, he watches Orton head towards Nikki and without a thought, drags her away, towards a hidden room, not caring that the woman is pissed.
“Shut up,” he growls, “unless you want to become Orton’s whore backstage,” he adds, eyes narrowed as he looks at Nicole, waiting for her to nod or something.
He stood tall in the center of the ring, hair tucked back into a nice little bun. The suit he was wearing was pressed firmly against his body as the Authority stood around him. All around him, the fans shouted and booed, their displeasure with his most recent actions cleared, but the Authority wasn’t in the ring for him – not this time, at least.It bothered him a little, but he let it slide, especially when he could hear the beginning rifs of the song.
“You can look but you can’t touch.”
He wanted to scoff. It’s been the theme for so long now, and Seth knows how true the one Bella believes it to be. But what she’s going to have to realize is that, when it comes to The Authority, every one can touch, every one can look. Even if she doesn’t want certain people to touch. Or look. She’ll have to deal with it. He looks towards Paul, Stephanie, and the rest of the authority, and is thankful that he no longer feels bile rising up like he did when he was with his bro— with those idiots. It seems like forever later when the twin finally arrives at the ring, dressed to the nines like Stephanie probably told her to be. Which means she’s accepted the offer, accepted to join them.
Which means, it’s time to let the show on the road, finally.
“Nikki Bella,” he cackles, stepping to the side and gesturing to the center for her spotlight.
📨 [msg - colby😍 - sent] so, all you need is sugar? 📨 [msg - colby😍 - sent] that hurt colby, really hutrs my feelings 📨 [msg - colby😍 - sent] thank god! i already have three kids that like to run around the house and wreck everything that stands in their way!
[📨 nicole love - nicole]: what, you should know by now. [📨 nicole love - nicole]: i always need you. [📨 nicole love - nicole]: ad are ya calling me a kid? [📨 nicole love - nicole]: cause that’s not kosher, babe.
“You heard the reaction she got from the crowd at Battleground babe, they love her! And to know that she would love to have a match with me makes it even more interesting!” That time she spend in Florida, running the ropes and taking bumps was something that she missed dearly. No matter what people say about her not keeping up with women wrestlers of the company, because they haven’t seen what she has up her sleeve. “What about you mister? You have a big match coming up at SummerSlam”.
“I do have a big match at SummerSlam,” he responds quietly, not really finding it nearly as big as a deal as most people think he should. Colby knew he was going to win, with every fiber in his body – people thinking otherwise just baffled him. “And what about me, huh?”
📨 [msg - colby😍 - sent] when you come home you’re on a sugar - free diet, you hear me? 📨 [msg - colby😍 - sent] should i expect you to come home and still being like that?
[📨 nicole love - nicole]: nooooo. i need my sugar, babe. [📨 nicole love - nicole]: don’t do this to me [📨 nicole love - nicole]: an nooooo, you shouldn’t.
“I’ll do just that then”, placing the remaining items into Colby’s suitcase and zipping it shut, Nikki pulled it up to stand on the floor. Seeing him this heartbroken over the match was not something she got to see often, he was acting like that only when doctors told him that he’ll miss Mania. But they will get though this, together, for now she will leave him alone, so he would think it all over. “If you will be staying out late just text me, so I won’t be calling you all time”, pecking him on the cheek, the brunette took the suitcase by the handle and rolling it beside her, left the room.
Colby found himself smiling lightly at Nicole before giving her a kiss back and turning around so he could get lost in his thoughts. He had lost, and he din’t know what he was going to do now. He could briefly hear Nicole leaving the room and with a quick sigh, the young man lost himself in his anger.
“So am I babe, so am I”, and it was true. They spend a lot of time together since they were injured, and now, with Colby on the road and her still in that recovery stage things were different. “I had a training with Nattie and Shayna and it was the best! Like, I trained with Shayna Baszler, who was in UFC hor heaven’s sake! And working with Pam at PC is so awesome! I can’t wait to work with her when she’s called up to the main roster.”
Colby found himself smiling, enjoying Nicole’s excitement over training with other people. “I’m sure it was absolutely amazing, babe,” he responds after a few moments, nodding at her last statement. “She’ll definitely add something to the main roster, when she comes up.”
“Yep, your complaining is something that I miss each and every day of I’m being honest. I’ve been hitting the gym and working at the Performance Center like crazy, but I’m sure they won’t let me do anything on TV until after SummerSlam. BUT, I will be in New York to see you battle it out with Finn.”
“Well, I cannot wait for you to be there with me.” He grins before looking down and shrugging. “As long as you’re working hard, babe.”
Placing a kiss onto his back, she squeezed his hand in hers and stepped to the side, so she could see his face. “Fine with me. Want me to take some of your things back to the hotel?” Being around Colby in this state is not something they both want to happen, so Nikki will do whatever he tells her to do. “I though about calling room service and ordering some food. When you make up your mind about what you want just let me know”
Colby found himself smiling gratefully, kissing Nicole quickly before nodding. “It would be great if you could.” He whispers after a few moments of silence before sighing with a pinch of his nose. “I’ll do that.” he adds after a few moments, kissing Nicole once more before walking away slightly.
📨 [msg - colby😍 - sent]well, i know that now, for sure 📨 [msg - colby😍 - sent] how many cups did have you drank today? 📨 [msg - colby😍 - sent] or maybe it’s the sugar talking from all the coffee you had?
[📨 nicole love - nicole]: sugarrrrrrrrrrrrr [📨 nicole love - nicole]: too many cups, baby. too many cups.
