Ronda's p.o.v.

UGH! I hate Meisha Tate! I HATE that broad. She's...She's so fucking perfect. It's disturbing. It's distracting. And yet, I can't keep my eyes off her. I feel slightly guilty about breaking her arm. Seeing her in pain made my heart break a little. I know, I know. I'm a cold bitch with no heart.

No one has to tell me what I don't already know.

I hate her stupid boyfriend, Bryan Caraway. The dude is a prick. He doesn't treat her right. Not even close to the way I would.

And I have a feeling she is not my biggest fan. Normally I would say, 'I don't care', but I do. When it comes to Meisha I'll break her boyfriend's arm if he dares puts his hands on her.

I mean, the douche bag threatened to knock my teeth down my throat on Twitter, so he clearly is an ass. Threatening to hit a women, what kind of man says that shit?

I'm scared for Meisha. When the cameras are rolling he puts on a fake smile. Fake love. It's when the cameras are off she gets even more nervous. Scared perhaps. I know she doesn't want to hear what I have to say.

She doesn't care about what I think about her idiot of a boyfriend.

But I care. Maybe too much but I just want to protect her. I stared at them keeping my eyes on Meisha. I was sweaty while working out.

"Got dammit, Meisha, you're not training hard enough!". Bryan yelled.

"Stop yelling at me!". Meisha yelled.

Bryan grabbed her arm. Meisha had fear in her eyes.

I got off the floor and walked over to them, looking at Bryan angrily. "Hey, what's going on over here?". I said demanded.

Bryan let go of her arm. He looked at me with an attitude. "Nothing! Mind your business, Rousey!". He spat.

"It didn't look like nothing to me. Don't let me catch you putting your hand on her, like that, again!".

He hovered over me. I was secretly scared but I couldn't let him nor her see me vulnerable. "Or what? You'll get one of your many fuck buddy/boyfriends to fight your battles for you?". He challenged.

"First of all, don't assume. You'll make an ass out of yourself. And secondly, I'll break your dick so you can't have any children". I threatened. Take that!

"You think your tough? You ain't shit, Ronda! What are you gonna do?".

"Trust me, Caraway. It's best if you don't find out".

"Oh, I wanna find out".

"You don't want any part of me. I don't care-"

"I wouldn't mind hitting a girl at-"

"Girl or guy, I'll embarrass you. If I didn't stop you, what would you have done to her?". I asked impatiently.

"Don't worry about it".

This bastard is pissing me off! I wanna hit him all already.

"Would you have hit her? Choked her? If I didn't stop you-"

"Butt of our business! Don't you have some-"

"What are you going to do? BEAT her up? If I hadn't stopped you, what were you gonna do?!". I question feeling pissed off.

"Babe, Ronda can we not fight?". Meisha asked quietly. She stood in between her boyfriend and I. Me and Bryan got in each other's faces. Meisha squeezed still between us. "Ronda, it's okay. Just go". Meisha begged.

I glared at Meisha who was still scared. "Are you kidding me? He treats you like shit! Why stay with him?". I was livid.

"It's fine, really. Please, Ronda". 'Don't'. Meisha mouthed to me. Bryan kept his eyes glaring coldly at his girlfriend.

"When he kicks your ass, don't come crying to me!". I snarled. I stormed as I became outraged.

"You're getting punished tonight". Bryan gritted through his teeth.

"Yes". Meisha muttered sadly as she frowned. She put her head down.

I walked off finding the nearest bathroom and screamed, "FUCK!". How could I say that to her? I'm so stupid!.

I'm sorry Meisha. I'll win you over. I'll win your heart. Just let me in.