(Dunno if you guys caught it, but my oc is the younger adopted sister of Maxine, who I love and wish were on the actual WWE lineup. More about my oc's past, why she is the way she is will come out, only if people tell me they want to see more of this story. )
(Huge thanks to my reviewers. So glad you guys like this so far. Probably won't be your typical romance, because I love writing fights too. So there will be a lot of fighting in this too.)
And of course, when the show came for the night, the first thing that happened was Eve interfering in her sisters match, with a chair shot to the back of the head. Maxine was furious, but Laney, who'd been sitting ringside, called out, "You.. focus on the match. I got this bitch." as she grabbed her chair and ran up the ramp, nailing Eve with the chair across her lower back before yanking her down by her hair and dragging her backstage, stopping to bounce her head off a steel beam on the Megatron on the way up.
"Coming through, god damn, make way, move bitches. Part the red seas like Moses." Laney chirped, a grim yet sadistic smirk on her face as she kept dragging and fighting Eve, to the door of the women's bathroom.
Eve glared and got loose, shoving Laney down trying to run for the door. Laney smirked as she sprang up and tapped Eve's shoulder. "Going somewhere, bitch?" she asked as she grabbed her hair, shoved her face under a sink, turned the hot water on as high and as hot as it'd get, and held her face under it. "Fucking with my big sis isn't so cute or funny now, is it? Now that you have to deal with me."
Eve tried to answer, tried to come back with her own sarcastic remark, but the water choked her and she coughed.
"Oh come on you fucking drama queen. That's not bothering you, is it?"
Eve screamed and got up, slamming Laney's head into one of the shower stalls, bouncing her head off the tiles a few times as she did so. She was beginning to see that if she wanted Laney to stay down, she'd have to put her down, or damn near give her a concussion or some sort of head trauma to do it.
"That's it, bitch, you're fucking dead." Laney screamed as she climbed on top of one of the counters and dove at Eve, knocking the wind out of both of them. They rolled around on the floor for a while, and when Eve stood, so did Laney, shoving her backfirst into a mirror that cracked beneath her back. But her shoving Eve into the mirror wasn't enough, so she shoved her into it two more times, then broke off a piece of the glass, chasing Eve down the hallway through a crowd of people with it.
As she ran past Randy and John, Randy chuckled but said "Hold my burger, Cena.. If someone doesn't get her to the medic, she's going to bleed out, pass out in mid chase."
He took off at a run.
Dean, Seth and Roman stood back, watching the chase, Dean with a malicious and gleeful smirk as Roman winced watching Eve get hit with dishes from catering, Eve hitting Laney back with even bigger dishes.
When security finally succeeded in getting the two women broken up, Maxine ran past, shoving through the crowd, snapping at the ref who had her sister. "Let her go you fuck, you're hurting her damn wrist. I'll take her to the medic you fucking apes."
She helped her sister to the medic and winced as they sewed Laney's hand shut from where the shards of glass she'd been trying to stab into Eve had cut into and sliced open her palm.
"All you had to do was nail her with a chair one or two times, little dragon." Maxine said with a smirk as she leaned over her sister, ruffling her hair and said "But you were always the one for overkill. Let's just get you back to the locker room."
"Yeah, I am kinda beat now. Good thing I don't have a match tonight, right?" Laney joked as Maxine laughed and shook her head, helping her up, then down the hallway.