A/N: I want to thank Anon9 for reviewing, and her suggestions for a pairing. I liked all of them, tbh. And thanks to jcott3 for their review also. To all you AJ fans, sorry, I don't happen to honestly be one, especially with her !crazy gimmick.
"Seriously? She's a bunny burning obsessed, spoiled, whiny little.. Ahh, fuck it. But seriously? He KISSES her? How did he not know this would wind up blowing up right in his face?" the blonde muttered to herself as she watched the replay of Miz Tv from her spot on the green room's plushly carpeted floor.
Snickering from behind her had her turning over and her eyes darting around the room, slightly widened in fear. Just out of her line of sight, someone said " Relax."
" In case you have missed anything that's been going around about me, pal, I don't really do relaxed.. So... Why don't you just come on out, show yourself." Victoria said calmly, in a cool tone of voice filled with wariness before adding, "And Maddox, if it's you? I'd run. Because you're already on borrowed time where I'm concerned."
Noone answered. Victoria raked her hand through her hair, then called out again, "Seriously, this isn't funny." and still got no answer.
From just outside the doorway, an unknowing Victoria was being watched, and the watcher wore an amused smirk, remembering her comment from seconds before.
Seconds later, she walked right past him, lost in her own thoughts, Korn blasting from her Iphone's earbuds so loud he was surprised her ears weren't bleeding or she wasn't deaf.
She always seemed to have some kind of music going he noticed, almost as if she were afraid to hear what was going on around her. This had been one of the first things that'd made him curious about the unusually short and quiet blonde when she'd first come to the WWE.
Victoria walked into the dressing room to find the word PSYCHO scrawled across her locker room door and an almost black rose with a note attached taped to it.
She raised a brow then turned to the other Divas who stood watching her intently.
"Which one of you did this? It's not funny. Fucking get a life you idiots." she said calmly in her usual quiet and almost icy cold voice as she scanned the note.
No mystery there, that was from Maddox as was the rose. But one of the girls on the roster had painted the word psycho on the door of her locker, and the anger surged quickly before she even realized it'd come out. She immediately went to a returning into the locker room AJ Lee and grabbed her by the throat as she said " Look you bunny burning twit. A psycho I might be, but.. At least I'm a big enough girl to admit it." as AJ looked at her, horrified and with no real clue as to what happened.
Until her face met the locker door and the wet and cold red paint.
"Do you see that? I thought I warned you once. You don't want to play games with me. Not right now.. I'm not exactly in the best mental stability." she growled as finally Layla managed to get her hands away from AJ's throat and then get AJ out of her sight for the moment.
Layla studied the blonde intently, then backed away.
Victoria laughed bitterly and grabbing a kendo stick, she set off to find the root of her problems.
Brad motherfucking Maddox.
And when she found him, she was going to beat him until he cried like a little bitch.
Because if he'd never been listening to a private conversation between herself and Mr. McMahon, then her deepest darkest secret, and her biggest fear, of losing her sanity again, might not have ever come out, might not ever have even been used against her.
She stormed into the men's locker room and the male that'd been watching her before sat watching intently as she found Brad, thrust the rose and the note into his hand, and then whacked him more than a few times in the head and face, eventually the midsection and back with the kendo stick in her hand as she swore at him and called him every name she could think of.
Finally, John Cena managed to get the petite blonde off of Brad Maddox and sat her down, handed her a bottled water and asked what happened.
Warily, of course.. He'd just narrowly escaped AJ, he didn't want another psycho clinging to him.
"Simplest terms? Maddox told everyone something he has no business even knowing. And so I beat him with a kendo stick." Victoria said as she looked at her hands, calm again now. She didn't dare look up at any of the males on the roster, because she was pretty sure this little meltdown put her right up there with madame bunny burner herself.
John raked his hand over his head and then stood, walking away briskly, figuring that the quicker he got away, the better off he'd be. Which of course, was fine with Victoria, she was pretty much figuring out that by now, people were starting to realize that she probably wasn't all there in the head either.
But unlike the other resident crazy on the roster, she was trying desperately to hold it all together, hold it all in. But she'd just had so much that she'd been pushed beyond the limit and now, she was just fed up. Maddox spreading her past around the locker rooms was just a small piece of the bigger picture.
Victoria was afraid of herself. She was afraid that she'd never be completely okay, mentally, and she really feared one day just losing it completely.
She was afraid of the damage she could potentially cause to others, herself. Another huge reason that she didn't keep many, if any friends.
Standing, she walked out of the locker room, head down, avoiding the stares of the others in the room.
The male that'd been watching her took a few deep breaths in concern. If there ever were a time for him to make a move, it'd be now. Everyone needed someone, whether they admitted it or not.