(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.)
"I mean it! Give that back, right now you little pygmy bitch!" Laney growled as Eve skipped around her, the faded and old torn and worn black Metallica t shirt waving from her fingertips, a lit match beneath it. The tshirt belonged to her mother, oddly enough and it was the only thing she'd been able to grab from the closet she'd been thrown into, the night of the house fire.
Maxine saw the scene playing out and she leaned in and told Kaitlyn in a grim voice, "This is not gonna be pretty. I've seen her put someone through a glass coffee table over that shirt before."
"Why, exactly?" Kaitlyn asked with a raised brow, her curiousity getting the better of her, the desire to know more about the mystery that was the new rookie on the lineup, maybe understand her.
"It was her mother's shirt." Maxine said as Kaitlyn raised a brow and then Maxine explained, "Yeah, noone ever believes she's adopted. And to me, she isn't."
" So I'm taking it her mom's.." Kaitlyn asked as she looked at Maxine and waited on her to answer, not wanting to jump to any conclusions. After all, there were any number of reasons Maxine's family could have adopted Laney.
"Yeah, house fire.. She doesn't remember much about it, but if the fireman hadn't found her when he did.. When my parents adopted her, she was affected a lot worse than she still is now." Maxine explained as the fight broke out before anyone could stop it and she held up a finger, edging towards the front, going into protective big sister mode.
"That's it you little pygmy bitch! I'm going to fucking murder you. I'm going to paint the god damn walls in the hallway with your blood and guts." Laney raved as Eve stroked the lighter again, and the flame leapt upward, almost brushing the hem of the old shirt.
The lighter went flying and Eve did shortly after, with Laney pinning her down, holding a handful of the girls hair and ramming her head off the concrete. Eve flung her off, and she skidded across the floor into the hallway, but leapt up onto her feet, and dove at Eve, spearing her.
Right into Ryback, who glared at both women.
Laney gulped a little, but quickly turned her anger and her attention back to Eve. She was beyond furious, because now, Eve, thanks to Aksana, had a pair of scissors and was trying to cut the only thing she had left of her mother into pieces.
The fight spilled down the hallway and into the green room, sending tables, chairs and food, drinks on the tables all over and at one point, Laney managed to get the scissors away from Eve.
Thankfully, that's when Maxine and Kaitlyn stepped in, grabbing Laney as Maxine glared and said through gritted teeth, "If you're a smart bitch, and not a dumb bitch, Torres. You'll go now. Because I will let her go in exactly two seconds. With the scissors. And when I do, she's going to have one goal in her mind."
Aksana and Rosa whispered into Eve's ears, got her to turn, and leave the room, helping her down to the offices to 'complain' about the beating she'd just gotten from Laney, no doubt.
This was confirmed when seconds later, Vickie poked her head into the green room and said calmly and coldly with a smirk, " Laney? You will be facing Eve Torres tonight. With your sister as a tag team partner. Eve's getting the liberty of choosing her tag team partner."
Laney scowled and growling shouted behind a retreating Vickie, "Tell that bitch she better bring everything she has.. Because I'm going to fucking murder her tonight, on live television."
Maxine put her hands on her sister's arms and then got her to calm down then said "We got this, little dragon."
"Oh I know this.. But I'm still going to kill that little pygmy bitch later." Laney said as she slid on the shirt and took a few deep breaths to calm down her anger, then grabbed her jacket, her lighter and her cigarettes, muttering, "I picked one fucking hell of a week to try and fucking quit, apparently." before storming off to the smoking area in the parking garage.
Once outside, she kicked the garbage barrel, then picked it up over her head, screamed an almost animal like growl, as she fished out a cigarette and went to light it.
Before she even got her zippo lit, an arm went around her from behind, held the lighter up to her cigarette. She kept her back turned and said aloud, " I fucking want to fucking be alone right now."
" I saw." the guy who'd lit her cigarette said as he smirked, lit his own and then looked up at the sky, eventually walking over to the railing, every now and then looking back.
Eventually, Laney crushed out the cigarette and yelled, "Whoever you were, thanks for the light." before walking back inside.