Don't tap. Don't tap. Whatever you do, don't tap. Kaitlyn willed herself on, trying not to give up. She collapsed on the mat, giving the leverage AJ needed to apply more pressure on her arm. Kaitlyn was fading. She was able to escape the Black Widow submission hold before, but this time was different. With no other choice, Kaitlyn tapped.

Kaitlyn crawled over to the corner, watching her former best friend celebrate her victory. She couldn't help but cry; the sick smile on AJ's face was too much to bear.

It was a rare moment of overconfidence by Kaitlyn that proved to be her undoing. After connecting her signature spear on AJ, the blonde grappler crawled over the challenger and blew her a kiss, which allowed her opponent enough time to recover and kick out of the ensuing pinfall. A second spear attempt left Kaitlyn barreling into the turnbuckle, enabling her rival to apply the Black Widow. Unable to find the strength, the powerhouse Diva succumbed to her rival's submission maneuver by tapping out, conceding defeat and the Divas Title as a result.

In other words, Kaitlyn had the match in her fingertips. And she let it go just to blow her some stupid kiss.

Kaitlyn walked away, turning to glance back at the ring. The Chicago crowd began to chant, "You tapped out! You tapped out!" All of the emotions that had bubbled up inside of her-rage, embarrassment, self pity-boiled over as she dropped down to her knees and began crying. She had officially lost everything-her title, her pride, her dignity-everything.

She felt someone clutch her from behind. "It's okay," whispered Layla in her ear as she hugged Kaitlyn. She wanted nothing more but to believe her as Layla helped her up and lead her backstage. She wanted nothing more but everything to be okay as Alicia Fox and Natalya gathered around her and tried to comfort her. Kaitlyn wanted nothing more than the night to be over as she shoved her friends away and wandered off to be alone.

She propped herself against a wall, buried her head in her hands, and sobbed. This had to be the worst night in her life ever. She just wanted to scratch the day that she and AJ met out of history. She wanted to bury NXT, to squash the Chickbusters. Every moment, every memory that Kaitlyn and AJ had shared, she wanted to destroy. I need a beer, Kaitlyn thought, Or two. Or three. Or four.

"Don't you think that four is a bit much?" Kaitlyn looked up and was startled to see Sheamus standing there. "You okay, lass?"

"I'm fine," said Kaitlyn, wiping her eyes. She laughed. "I must look like a demon right now." She could imagine the mascara and makeup dripping down her face with the tears. She must've looked like a monster.

Sheamus shook his head. "AJ's the real demon," Sheamus said, "Who knew she could be that mean?"

"She's crazy," hissed Kaitlyn. She knew. Maybe she always knew, but she was so good at hiding it. Whenever AJ was around her, she was that little ball of spitfire, not the crazy chick that everyone had come to know and love. Or in Kaitlyn's case, despise with a passion.

"But I thought it was all just an act," said Sheamus. Then he shrugged. "Turns out its dead true." He couldn't help but felt bad for Kaitlyn. He couldn't imagine having a best friend like Kaitlyn and AJ were betray him like that. So he pulled Kaitlyn into a warm embrace, Sheamus's strong arms wrapping around the Hybrid Diva.

"Congrats on your win over Sandow," she said, trying to change the subject.

"I'm a smart fella," said Sheamus with a smile. It made her smile too. It was that bright, cheery, infectious smile that Kaitlyn always loved people to have. AJ had that smile, but she shook off the thought. She had a shoulder to cry on, albeit a pale one.

But it was a shoulder nonetheless.

To be honest, AJ didn't really know where she was. She had just skipped her way to a staircase and sat there, clutching the Divas Championship like it was her child. She was near tears, but for the first time in a long time, they were tears of joy. Before she knew it, an interviewer and a cameraman had found her. "We just wanted to get your opinion on winning the Divas Championship," the interviewer asked. AJ giggled. AJ Lee, Divas Champion. She could totally get used to being called that.

"I've been working for this for fourteen years. I knew this is what I wanted, I knew I was gonna get it, and every step I took was for this moment. And there was no way I was leaving Chicago without this. She breathed a sigh of joy as she clutched the title closer. Then, with a smirk, she added, "How do you think Kaitlyn's doing?"

The interviewer and the cameraman after that question. AJ was actually grateful for their absence; she wanted to be alone. She just closed her eyes, soaking in this moment of glory and joy and perfection. No one could take this moment away from her.

"Well, well, well." AJ jumped, startled at the voice. She turned, stunned to see the Straight Edge Superstar himself CM Punk before her. The look of sheer shock on her face made Punk's smirk grow. "We meet again."

AJ rebounded. "Why are you here? Do you still dig crazy chicks?"

Punk shrugged. "Maybe." Well that wasn't answer she expected. "You should know that most people who win their first championship don't lock themselves in a stairwell and cry."

"You know that I'm not like most people," said AJ defensively,"and I wasn't crying."

"Trust me, I know. I've got the countless memories to prove it." Punk held up a tattooed hand, beginning to count off all the strange moments he and AJ shared. "Let's see. You've kissed me then shoved me through a table. You then proceeded to kiss me again four days after. You proposed to me and slapped me on the same night. I could go on all night long."

"You didn't seem to mind," muttered AJ. Punk scoffed at her comment. AJ's smile was long gone. Why was he here? "You never answered my question."

"What question?"

"Why are you here?"

Punk shrugged, staring at the ground. "Just wandered here I guess. I found you here and I couldn't help but say hello." AJ rolled her eyes. "Congrats." AJ turned her head, confused. "Congrats on your win."

"Thanks," said AJ, skepticism in her tone. "Congrats to you too. The crowd loved you."

"It's a Chi-town homecoming," said Punk, "Of course they loved me!" The stairwell was silent for a moment before Punk spoke up again. "Doesn't your latest victim have a title match tonight again?"

"You mean Ziggy?" asked AJ. She gasped. How could she forget!? "He does! I've gotta go!" She stood up, clutching her Divas Title and began to sprint away. Suddenly, she stopped and turned. "He's not my latest victim. I love him," she told Punk before taking off.

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