Raw: September 17, 2012

"I face Tensai again tonight." Randy tells me.

"That's good. I'm going to sit out on joining you for that one." I reply.

"Are you sure? Is everything alright?"

"I'm fine. I just think it's one of those nights where I need to worry about my own career much more."

"And what exactly are you going to be up to?"

"Eve has a match against Beth. I'll figure something out."

Randy smiled. "I understand. Go earn your money."

"I will, Randy. Let me go cause chaos tonight."

"I won't stop you from living up to your moniker."

"You shouldn't stop me, babe."

"You're so beautiful, Rissa. If you need me to help you feel better at all, let me know."

I smile. "Thank you, I'm fine for now though."

"Let me know if you change your mind."

"Trust me, I will."

Randy nods. "Good."

I look at my phone as it starts ringing. "It's Chelle."

"Okay. I'll be in Catering if you need me."

"Okay." I reply as Randy leaves before answering my phone.

Me: "Hey."

Chelle: "Hey, how are you doing? I'm checking up on you after what happened during your match last night."

Me: "I'm upset. Eve manipulated her way into it. I don't know what you believe, but I'm certain that she attacked Kaitlyn."

Chelle: "I'm not sure what I think about Kaitlyn being attacked, but I saw that Eve held your tights. I know you won't be letting that slide."

Me: "I won't. In other news, I signed my new contract offer last night."

Chelle: "Really? What'd you score this time?"

Me: "One and a half million dollars a year for five years just to be on TV in any capacity, with arrangements to be made if I end up taking time off for an extended period of time."

Chelle: "So essentially if you get pregnant?"

Me: "Pretty much."

Chelle: "That's good for you. I'm glad you took it."

Me: "Yeah, I might be having a couple kids in the next five years."

Chelle: "That's very likely. Speaking of that, we never got around to talking much about you and Randy deciding that you aren't going to try for a while. What's going on with that?"

Me: "There isn't much to say. We both need to figure some things out before we get back to trying."

Chelle: "But you're not Divas Champion now."

Me: "I'm using my rematch clause."

Chelle: "I figured that much, but what else is going on?"

Me: "We've had our issues. He lost some of my trust. He's been working his way back, but he's still not quite all the way there. I'm still doing therapy. I've got my personal issues to work through."

Chelle: "But you are going to try to conceive at some point, right?"

Me: "Yes, I just don't think now is the right time for that."

Chelle: "I see."

Me: "Admittedly, I was having a lot of thoughts when we were in the hospital after you had your baby. There's a part of me that wishes that I was pregnant right now, but I know it's not the right time."

Chelle: "I see. Speaking of babies, mine just woke up. I'm going to have to go. I'll talk later. Bye."

Me: "Bye."

The call ends. I put my phone back in my bag.

Randy walks back in. "They had cupcakes. I thought you'd want one."

I take the cupcake. "Thanks, Randy."

"What'd Chelle call about?"

"Just checking up on me after last night."

"I see. She worries about you too. I thought she'd talk to you for longer though."

"The baby woke up. She had to go take care of her."

"That makes enough sense to me. You better enjoy that cupcake."

I started eating it. "I will always enjoy cupcakes."

Eve rolls Beth into a pin.

1…2…3!

"Here is your winner, Eve Torres!"

Eve celebrated in the ring as she held the Divas Championship up in the air.

I cross my arms as I watch from guerilla. "Time to go rain on Eve's parade."

I know I want that girl so bad

I lie awake at night

And think of all the things that I would do

With a girl like that…

I walk into the ring with a microphone. Eve stops celebrating and glares at me.

"What do you want?" Eve asks in an irritated tone.

"I want to remind you that I'm not going away anytime soon." I respond in a harsh tone. "I'll give you props for beating Beth without holding her tights like you did mine last night. Nonetheless, you manipulated everyone to become Divas Champion. I know you were the one who attacked Kaitlyn, so you could take her opportunity."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You can make that claim all you want, Eve, but we both know that isn't the truth. You manipulated your way into becoming Divas Champion, but don't worry. I'm taking it all back the first chance I get."

"That's not gonna happen. This is mine now."

"I have a rematch clause. I'll be getting my rematch. I'm not going to tell you when quite yet though. I want to keep you on your toes."

"You don't worry me at all. I can clearly beat you, Marissa."

"Clearly not without holding my tights. You got lucky, Eve. It's not gonna happen again. The Divas Championship is mine, and I'm taking it back. I also wouldn't want to be you when Kaitlyn gets back."

Eve rolls her eyes. "I'm capable of beating you, and I'm capable of beating Kaitlyn. You are no longer the Divas Champion, and you won't be the Divas Champion again."

"We'll see about that. I'm a better champion than you ever will be, Eve. And in your heart, you know that I'm right about that."

"You won't be having my championship ever again."

"We'll see about that whenever I decide it's time for my rematch clause."

Eve shoves past me and leaves the ring. I watch her with a smirk on my face, knowing that I got in her head.