Raw: July 30, 2007

I applied some eyeliner to my eyes to prepare for my segment with Candice tonight. "My life is just so stressful right now."

Queen Sharmell looks over at me. "What's so stressful about it? Being back at work?"

"Yeah. That's a lot of it."

"So there's something else then?"

"Yeah. Chris is upset with me because I was in a match with Murdoch, Cade, and Umaga last week, putting myself in harm's way, and that I was basically alone in the ring with Randy after the match. I didn't even know Randy was going to be out there after the match. John forgot to tell me."

"Well…Chris needs to open his eyes to that. Sometimes, in this business, we're stuck with people we don't like. Or we're stuck in situations we don't like. Or we find a way to get involved in a situation that your friend or significant other is already stuck in. Shit happens."

"Ain't that the truth."

"I know. If you need to vent, tell me. I can talk with you. And unlike most of the others, I won't spread shit around."

"Thanks, Sharmell. I am thankful to have a friend like you."

Let me show you what love is.

Let me show you how to move your body.

Let me show you how to make me crazy.

Too much loving never hurt nobody…

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Marissa and the WWE Women's Champion, Candice Michelle!"

Candice and I walk to the ring.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Candice says. "I just wanted to come out here to thank you for your support. Thank you for supporting me as I am now the first Diva Search contestant to become WWE Women's Champion. I-"

"Actually…" I say. "You are the second Diva Search contestant to become WWE Women's Champion."

"Oh." Candice says snidely. "Who was the first?"

"I was."

"Well you didn't do a very good job keeping it. Did you?"

"First of all, Candice, I successfully defended the championship against Lita. I also had beaten her in the finals of a tournament to win it. How'd far you make it? Not even past the first round."

"Well my reign has been longer than yours was."

"I also had to vacate it due to getting injured from a RKO from Randy Orton."

"Sounds like your problem."

"Well you know that you end up going against guys sometimes."

"I know. Last week."

"Oh. Are you talking about the match you ran away from like a little bitch at the first chance?"

"I did not-"

"Yes. You did. I won that match."

"I'm still champion."

"For now. You know, Candice, you don't have a championship match set for SummerSlam yet. And I was never defeated in a championship match. I was injured. I never got another shot at the Women's Championship. But I should. Maybe I ought to go to Jonathan Coachman's office, pull a Randy Orton, and demand a championship match against you."

Candice gets in my face. "Not like you'll get it."

"Oh we'll see."

Candice goes to slap me, but I block and slap her across the face. I then grab the championship belt and raise it in the air.

"I'm taking my championship back." I say. "It's time for some self-redemption."

I drop the championship belt on Candice and exit the ring.

I sat down in Catering to watch my friends. I was the only Diva not in this match. Mr. Kennedy sat next to me and put his arm around me.

"Nice to see you, old pal." Kennedy says.

"We're not old pals." I say. "So get your arm off of me and go away."

"Now why would I want to do that?"

"Cause if you don't, Ken. You are going to have issues with me."

I nod, not caring about which coworker just got involved in this situation. "Yeah."

Ken gives me a dirty look. "I don't think Chris will be happy that you're around this asshole."

"My relationship with Chris is none of your concern, Ken. Fuck off."

He scoffs. "Whatever."

"Ken…" The coworker says.

"Alright, I'm leaving." Ken leaves.

I sigh. "Asshole."

"I guess that's one thing that we can agree on."

I turn to see that Randy had been the one to get Ken Kennedy to leave. "Yeah."

He sits down next to me. "You had a pretty good segment with Candice earlier."

"Thanks. You had a good one with John."

"Thank you…what's up with you and Candice?"

"Storyline changes."

"Why? You getting a title match at SummerSlam?"

"No. There's going to be a Number One Contender's Battle Royal at SummerSlam. I'm in it."

"Raw doesn't have enough Divas for that."

"SmackDown and ECW Divas are in too."

"Cool…so you and Jericho?"

"Yeah…"

"He was the one who called you that day. The day we argued."

"Yeah…"

"How? I mean…why? Why of all people you date Chris Jericho?"

"Why are you concerned about it?"

"Because I don't like or trust him."

"So I shouldn't?"

"No. You shouldn't."

"Well…I don't listen to you. I'm happy with Chris."

"Why?"

"Because he has been there for me. He was the one who helped me through my injury the most. Thanks for the injury by the way. He stayed by my side when you were on Raw living like nothing happened. Well maybe nothing happened to you, but I lost seven months of my career. I lost my championship. You lost nothing."

"I lost you."

"Really? It's not like you didn't come to see me or help me get through my injury. Oh wait. You didn't."

"I called and texted you when I could. You know that the WWE work schedule is extraneous."

"Almost everyone else on the roster that I care about visited me. Explain that one to me, Orton."

"Here are your winners, Melina, Jillian, and Beth Phoenix!"

"I-" I cut Randy off.

"I need to go. Candice and I need to talk about our storyline." I walk fastly away.