It's now Monday, and I'm waiting for my cue. I'm starting off the show talking about my segment they just aired, as well as my interview Friday and my match tonight. I shake my head as I bounce from one foot to another in a sway. Some of the guys, and even the girls, have tried to come up to me, but I don't want to hear it. Finally, I'm given my cue.

I walk out to my music, earning a typical mixed reaction. I climb through the ropes, and they finally quiet down. I bring the mic to my face, opening my mouth start back up and I close my mouth back, nodding. They slowly quiet back down.

"A lot of talk has happened. Some of you have even asked me questions." The arena is dead silent. "Yes, I am indeed thinking of stepping away. Not just from WWE, but from wrestling all together." Mixed reactions fill the air. "But, we'll get back to that, I'm not done talking about that yet."

I take a seat in the center of the ring, directly on the canvas. "The interview you guys just watched between Renee and I, was probably my least favorite one. Not because of Renee, but what the hell were those questions? Asking me if I made a mistake coming back too early? Please. I'm good to go, holy hell. Mentally and physically."

The crowd is mostly cheering at this point. "Speaking of mentally, let's address the elephant in the room about a certain superstar and I. Yes, I'm talking about Elias." I stand back up, shaking my head. I couldn't help the bitter sounding laugh that came out. I shake my head again as the crowd starts and quickly stop a 'walk with Elias" chant. "Elias… wasn't who I thought he was. I said it in the interview, I'll say it again. I am not staying down from him! This is his loss, and that's all you guys need to know."

I start walking around, letting the crowd react as they want. When they finally quiet down, I start up again. "I want to next address my match tonight." The crowd roars. They love a good sibling war. "I can't… I can't get into the details. It's personal, that's all I can say. It's personal and Mandy made it that way. Mandy… I'm out for blood."

"I said I would come back to it… so here we are. Yes, I have been thinking about leaving. It's not been an easy process. You guys…" I shake my head. "This ring is my home. You guys, whether you're a fellow superstar or part of the universe, are my family. But, I might have to step away. I hope you guys can forgive me if I do. I love you guys."

I climb out of the ring, hearing a mixture of chants. Some saying 'stay'; some saying 'thank you Jasmine'. Regardless of the chant, I feel my heart break a little more. If I leave, I'm hurting everybody, including myself. But if I stay… It only hurt me.

Is it worth it?

I sigh as I walk around a little. I've been avoiding everyone since I came backstage from my opening promo. I just don't know what to say. I strip out of my ring boots, ripped jeans, and even my ring gear for the night seeing as it's a singlet of sorts.

I slide on my pair of fishnets before I put my halter-singlet with waist cut-outs back on. I slide my ring boots back on before I grab my black lace mask. I make my way to make-up, and after a while Nina tells me I'm good to go. I get up and look in the mirror, admiring my black matte lip and sparkling black smokey eye.

I thank Nina for freshening up my make-up and make my way out of the room bumping right into Mandy. I roll my eyes before I push past her.

"Wait, Jasmine, hold on!" I turn around and look at her, raising an eyebrow. "I wanted to talk to you about the match."

I groan and turn back, walking again. "What? What about it? Here let me try! Weapons are a yes, just the proper call outs as always. Go as far as you need to. Do you know who is winning yet? Because, I haven't heard from Hunter yet."

She speeds her pace, matching mine. "No, he wants us to the front right now to talk about it before we go on."

I nod and we make our way to the front in dead silence. We finally get there and see Hunter at the curtain. As we make our way to him, he looks up.

"Mandy, Jasmine, just the women I needed to speak to." He folds his arms over his chest. "I've been trying to think who needs to come out on top, and it wasn't easy. I know who started the fight, the reason doesn't matter. However, I also know that the decision I've settled on is best to push you further. Jasmine will be victorious."

I nod as Mandy frowns. "I don't mean to disrespect you, but how come?" I roll my eyes at her question.

"I ended on her because we are currently trying to build her up for her Wrestlemania match against Ember. She also has already come out on top against you in your previous feud, so her losing now would be seen as a fluke on one of you." Hunter unfolds his arms before setting his hands on his hips.

"And, let's be honest Mandy. I'm the better competitor."

Before she can respond, Finn walks through the curtain. I roll my eyes as I walk over to him, leaving my sister to glare at me. He pats himself dry before he notices me.

"What's up love," he asks as he puts the towel around his neck and walks towards me.

I smile up at him. "Just getting ready for my match. How you feeling babe?"

"A little battered, but nothin' too bad. How's it goin', ya match I mean?"

My smile transforms into a smirk. "You'll just have to watch."

He chuckles and pulls me into a hug. I pull away from him and smile up before he kisses my forehead gently. He releases his hold and comes to stand behind me, wrapping his arms over my waist. His opponent walks through the curtain with some assistance.

"Next match in four minutes," a producer calls out.

I sigh as I move Finn's arms and turn towards him. "That's me, darling."

He places his hands on either side of my face as he leans his forehead on mine. "Ya got this lass. Nobody kicks ass like you." I chuckle a bit as he pulls away, hands still on my face. "Jus' be careful." I nod before he presses a quick, sweet kiss to my lips.

I smile as I turn back away and stand in front of the curtain. I slide on my mask as a producer calls out for a three minute warning. I close my eyes and inhale deeply, slowly letting it out as I roll my neck. I straighten my head back and start bouncing from leg to another, doing controlled breathing with it. After a bit, a producer calls out a ninety second warning.

I come to a standstill. On my cue, I walk out to a pitch black arena. Smoke starts to fill the arena, and scattered screams start. A smirk slowly pulls it's way on my face. A soft, slow strobe light begins, landing on me. I do a twirl, and keep it going until the strobe stops leaving the arena pitch black again. My music finally hits, and more screams start as the lights slowly come up to normal while I make my way to the ring.

As I'm climbing in, I hear Mike Rome. "The following is a last woman standing match. Introducing first from Yorktown Heights, New York, Jasmine Key!" The crowd is wild, and I'm not reacting at all. I slide off my mask and throw it into the crowd as Mandy's entrance begins. "And from Yorktown Heights, New York, Mandy Rose!"

The crowd continues to react as Mandy gets in the ring. The bell rings, and neither of us make a move. My jaw clenches as I continue to stare at her.

"Jasmine, I'm sorry." I don't respond. She lays down and tells the ref to start the count.

I look at her, crooking my head as the ref starts a confused count. After he gets to three, I slide out of the ring. I lift the apron quickly and soon find a bat. I grab it and slide back into the ring. The ref is at six now and I pace around my sister. Once the ref says nine, I drop to my knees and swing the bat against her midsection.

Mandy clutches her stomach as she starts struggling to get up. I fling the bat down and it rolls off the canvas to ringside. I grab her by her hair and drag her to a corner. I pull her up, still by her hair. I finally release her, letting her slump against the turnbuckles, before I take a step back.

I shake my head as I hear the crowd growing impatient. I look to Mandy right before delivering a harsh chop. "You are not my sister. " I chop her again. "You are nothing to me." I chop her again, before backing away.

She holds her chest with one arm as she keeps herself steady with the other. "Jasmine, I'm so sorry."

I shake my head as I keep backing away. I stop only when my back hits the turnbuckles diagonal from Mandy. I lean on them for only a second before I charge her, pulling my knees up and into her midsection. I start wailing on her and she slowly starts fighting back.

We're backstage now and I whip Mandy into the door of an unmarked dressing room. The door bursts open and she stumbles in, causing me to follow her in. The sight in front of me is one I hoped I'd never had to see. Mandy is kneeling on the floor, trying to get her bearings, all the while Elias and Alexa are now pressed against the wall.

I shake my head, getting impatient with this match. I grab Mandy by the hair once more. Before I shove her just a bit, I whisper to her that I'm ending the match. I crouch as Mandy pushes herself off the wall, a low growl coming from me. Once she's in a good place, I dash into a spear. I make my way to my feet, and get the ref to start his count.

Someone comes in and helps usher Alexa and Elias out as the ref reaches three. I lean against a wall, eyes on Mandy who hasn't moved once. When the ref reaches six, I crouch down, just in case. A few more counts later, and he calls ten. From our spot, I hear my music play throughout the arena and Mike Rome announce me as the winner.

I stand straight and walk away before the ref can even raise my arm.

I'm now resting in the trio's private room, out of my wrestling gear and now dressed comfortably in my favorite ripped jeans, a red off the shoulder tee, my ring boots and my ring make-up.

"That was a hell of a match."

I chuckle at Seth's reaction to it. "I'm actually really sore. It was intense, to say the least." I take a seat on the couch. "It felt good to get it all out, but I meant what I said in the match," I say as I look up to Seth. He raises an eyebrow. "I told her that she is not my sister, and that she is nothing to me."

He nods as he slides on his shoes. "Jasmine, I love you. You're my best friend, that's why I let you keep the beanie you stole from me." I chuckle softly at that. "But maybe you're being a little too hard on her."

I lean forward a bit. "Are you fucking kidding me?" The door to the dressing room opens, and in walk Dean and Roman who are dressed to go back to the hotel. "Seth, with all due respect, shut the fuck up. You have no idea what this is like."

"Maybe I'd have a better idea of it if you'd tell me about it," he says rather harshly as he stares me down.

I roll my eyes as I shake my head. I see Dean and Roman share a look. It's so rare when Seth and I fight. "Maybe I'd be more open to talk about it if you weren't such a pestering bitch." He flinches a little as I stand up. "You want to bitch about how I barely contacted you for the six months I was gone? You have no right, when you didn't even try to reach out yourself!" He looks down as I start to raise my voice. I hardly ever yell at any of the trio.

"I was devastated! I was absolutely heartbroken, and I needed to get away. Out of nowhere, this guy who had been perfect to me up and left! I was a wreck, Seth! And I didn't call anyone! No, anybody who was in contact with me, called me first. You didn't even make the effort!" I take a deep breath to try to calm myself.

"Jasmine," Seth tries to jump in.

"No, I'm not done." He clamps his mouth shut and I see the other two sit in the chairs behind him. "All three of you want to complain about how I didn't reach out. You all would've hounded me about everything. I wanted to forget it, I wanted to forget everything even if it was just for a little bit. But none of you even tried to reach out. Mandy at least did that.

"She's a traitorous bitch who didn't tell me as soon as she found out like she should've. You think I'm being too harsh on her Seth? Put yourself in my shoes. Sarah breaking up with you because one of the guys had something over her, and then me finding out. You would be livid! I would be dead to you! So shut the fuck up, and let me be mad."

Before any of them have the chance to respond, I grab my phone and walk out. The door slams behind me and I keep walking down the hallway, towards the exit.

A/N: I personally disagree with Seth. Jasmine has every right to be pissed. What are you guys thinking?

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