Get Up by Korn/Skrillex began to play, and mentally, Victoria coached herself. She could do this. She had to do this now, thanks to her actions in the locker room earlier. She couldn't help but feel torn between satisfied that she'd broken Beth's nose and upset with herself because she'd allowed herself to snap so violently earlier.
She was normally so very controlled, but lately, their pranks were getting meaner, more harmful and their taunts were filling her mind at night, bouncing around in the recesses of her dreams, and they were starting to take their toll on her.
Beth watched the petite blonde as she walked slowly and deliberately down the ramp, and then stepped into the ring. She'd almost swear that Victoria looked more like she were about to face the firing squad than anything. But Beth smirked because if Victoria were afraid, that meant this would be too easy, and the match would be over in seconds.
"Weak little bitch." Beth snarled as she got Victoria up over her head, throwing her down to the mat, kicking her in the midsection a few times. The growl she heard had her raising her brow, and then it happened. The petite blonde got airborne, and she used her legs to flip Beth to the mat, and then began kicking and punching her, beating her, headbutting her.
Beth finally managed to kick the little bitch off of her and muttered, "You psycho." as she tried to choke Victoria while sitting on top of her. Even as the girl was turning purple, she was still trying to claw at Beth's eyes and face, and finally, she mustered the strength to kick the bigger female off of her. And when she'd done this, she quickly powerbombed an unexpecting Beth to the mat and tried for a rollup pin.
But Beth got her second wind, and kicked out at 2.
Backstage, two men sat in front of the small monitor in the green room and one mumbled quietly, "Is she a new fighter?"
The man sitting next to him shook his head no and said "She's been here two years almost. Remember earlier tonight when Phoenix walked past, her face all bloody? That little half pint blonde caused that. Layla said she kept slamming Beth's face into the locker room door, said there was even blood on the door when they finally pulled away."
Maddox spoke up and said with a smirk, "She's my girlfriend" as the two men looked at one another, then at Maddox and began to howl in laughter. The one guy said with a smirk, "Oh really now, is that so?"
" It is."
" Why aren't you down at the ring then?"
" She's shy about us." Maddox lied easily. The second guy eyed him and then said "Bullshit. There is no way that you are with her. "
Brad shrugged and then stood, leaving the room, grumbling under his breath. Those bastards! She would be with him, if he had to force her to do it. He'd had this obsession with her since they'd been in FCW together, and even back then, he'd done everything he could to keep anyone and everyone from getting close to her.
And now that he had this little bit of news about her, about her past, and he could ruin her with it, then he could ultimately have her.
Because noone would want her, if they knew the truth about her, where she came from, what she'd been through and ultimately, what she'd done because of what she'd been through and where she was from. It was a simple fact.
The fight waged on down in the ring, and both women were panting for breath, both were now bleeding, and Victoria showed no signs of letting up any time soon. Beth was almost starting to become just a little afraid of her.
The quiet blonde had always to some extent creeped almost all the divas out before, but tonight she just.. She looked twice as creepy. Her eyes were dull, expressionless, and she was under the spell of the rage that had apparently taken over during the match.
Another pin attempt, and Victoria just wouldn't stay down. She got hold of a chair this time, and wound up hitting Beth at least two times with it before getting her into a pin which Beth kicked out of.
Beth did a Shooting Star Press onto Victoria, and this time, she held the girl down, clamped her hand over her mouth and held her down for the pin.
Victoria growled as they raised Beth's hands in victory, and she reached up, pulling the woman back down to the mat, then attacking her with her own title belt.
"Never do that to me again." she said coldly, quietly as her eyes started to return to normal, not looking so vacant anymore. She stood, dropped the title belt forcefully on Beth's midsection and then with one final kick, she started to walk backstage.
Oddly enough, it wasn't as hard as she'd originally thought to get herself back under control. But as she walked back to the locker room, she could feel the stares, hear the whispers and she couldn't be sure if it were in her mind, or people were actually afraid of her.
Which to her, was stupid, because she'd never hurt a soul deliberately, without a good reason. Or at least she tried not to, not until tonight.
