Eve's POV
Fuming wasn't even the word for how I felt right now. Who the hell does she think she is? Stealing my boyfriends moves to beat me, which by the way a complete fluke win. She knows I'm better than her. Uh, I've been Divas Champion, don't recall her being it. She's just butthurt over the fact that Randy dumped her and chose me and now she's trying to put all the blame on me, like it's my fault. She shouldn't blame me for my natural strengths, I can't blame men for wanting me. If anything, she should blame herself for her weaknesses, obviously I can give Randy more than she ever could, hence why he chose me over that skank. And now I hear she's "out to get me", aw how cute. That bitch couldn't hit water if she fell off a boat, I'm ready for her and I'm taking her down.
"Eve, have you been listening to a word I'm saying?" Brie yelled and I rolled my eyes,
"Not really," I said, "You're all boring the hell out of me."
"Well, I was actually telling you about how I overheard Natalie and her pathetic little gang of friends talking about how she was planning to prove to Randy what a maniuplating bitch you are," I glared at her, "Hey, her words, not mine."
"Yeah, we'll see about that."
Natalie's POV
I'd spent the whole day trying to figure out how I would show Eve for what she really is, but I can't think of anything. I groaned in frustration and ran a hand through my hair. This may take a while, but I am most definitely not letting her think she's won this, there's no way I'm letting this go. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a strange beeping noise coming from the opposite side of the room. I walked over to see what it was and a little lightbulb lit up inside my head as soon as I saw that it was Eve's phone. Looks like she'd left it in the locker room. I know, I know it's wrong to look through someone's phone, but I don't give a shit when It's Eve. I searched through her messages and smirked to myself as I came across some messages she'd sent to The Bellas about stealing Randy and destroying my life and a few sleazy texts to different guys on the roster. Wow, this chick really does get around. I slipped her phone into my bag and headed towards Randy's locker room. This is surely going to work.
When I reached his locker room, I suddenly became all nervous. I took a breath before knocking on the door a few times and soon enough, he appeared at the door. My breath hitched in my throat at him standing there just in jeans. Damn I forgot how good this man looked. He raised his eyebrows at me,
"What are you doing here?" He asked,
"Yeah, nice to see you too," I scoffed, "I need to show you something."
"Like what?" He asked, confused. I sighed in frustration and walked past him into his locker room, "Oh yeah, come on in, make yourself at home." He said sarcasticly before closing the door. I tried to hold in the giggle at the goofy voice he put on when he said that, I was trying to be serious here!
"Well, since you wouldn't believe me when I tell you how much of a bitch Eve really is, I figured the only way to show you was to prove it to you," I said before taking her phone out my bag, "Now before you start yelling at me, she left it in the locker room and I'm merely holding it to return back to her," I smirked, "But I may have peeked at a few messages and boy am I glad I did, why don't you take a look at the message she's sent to Nikki and Brie about ruining my life?" I said as I handed him her phone. He looked at me hesitantly before taking the phone from me and reading through the texts. He shook his head and I knew I had him. I'd nailed it, I'd proved Eve the bitch she really is. Well, so I thought.
"You're unbelievable, Natalie." He said and I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion,
"Excuse me?"
"Sending fake messages to Eve's phone saying it's Nikki and Brie?" My jaw dropped, he honestly thinks that I'm that sad and pathetic that I would actually do something as stupid as that?
"Oh my God, you're joking right? You seriously think I'd waste my time sending fake messages to her phone just to get revenge? I cannot believe you!" I yelled, starting to get angry.
"You can't believe me? I can't believe you for trying to make Eve look like the bad person here, when if it wasn't for her, we'd still be living in a lie with this relationship since you thought it'd be a good idea to go sleep with Phil." He shouted back at me,
"We're not back on this are we? Randy you know damn well that Phil's just a friend, he's like a big brother to me, even thinking about kissing him gives me the creeps because it would be wrong. One, because I was with you and two, because he's like my brother," I ranted, "Everything was fine until Torres decided to show her nasty face around here and ruined everything for me. You obviously have no common sense, Randy, nor do you see what the hell is going on infront of you. Be with Eve, but when she screws you over, I'll gladly say I told you so." I said before turning on my heel, walking out his locker room and slamming the door behind me.
Did that actually just happen? Did he actually believe I would do something so pathetic and silly. Eve obviously has his head wasted with these insane thoughts. She's still not stopping me, not a chance in hell.
I walked back into the Divas Locker Room and saw Eve and The Bellas searching the place, obviously for her phone. I smirked,
"Looking for something, ladies?" I asked, holding up her phone. She turned around and charged towards me, reaching for her phone, but I held my hand up higher so she couldn't reach,
"Give me my phone," She scowled,
"I don't know what you've been telling Randy and I'm not remotely interested either, but what I do know is that you're the biggest user and bitch I've met in my life and although I may not be with Randy right now, I still care about him. I'm warning you, Torres, you hurt him, I hurt you." I growled, "Take your damn phone." I said before throwing her phone and watched it bounce off the wall. I blew them a kiss before walking out of the locker room and off to look for Rachel.
"Oh, you're kidding me right?" She asked and I shook my head, "What an asshole. Why the hell would he even think you would do that? I swear he's such a kid sometimes." I nodded in agreement,
"Looks like we'll need to think of something else in order to show him what she's really like." Mike smirked and I rolled my eyes at him,
"Your last plan didn't work, Einstein, what makes you think that this one will?" I asked,
"Hey, that plan would have worked if Orton wasn't such an ass," He defended, "And trust me, if he doesn't believe this one then, well yeah you're screwed." He shrugged his shoulders and Rachel smacked his arm, "What the hell was that for?"
"Like she's not already going through enough without you saying she's screwed?" Rachel said, I laughed at the two of them.
"One thing for sure is that I'm not letting it go," I looked at Mike, "And I will not be screwed." He laughed and nodded his head.
Plan A went down like a lead balloon. Hopefully Plan B will work. When I think of one, that is.
