I shook my head to clear my thoughts. Just get to the hotel and you can call mom and speak to the girls, you'll feel fine then. I felt calm again at that prospect.

I started out down the hallway to get to the parking area. I knew my dad would be on the phone to the limo driver and he'd be waiting by the time I got there. There were some backstage employees and wrestlers standing around chatting in the hallway. No prizes for guessing what that is about.

As I walked past them their conversation stopped and I could feel all of their eyes on me. I thought I heard someone mumble, "Bitch." Don't react just go.

"Stephanie! Wait a second." Jericho. I don't need this. I stopped walking almost despite myself, this had to be done sometime.

He caught up to me, "Steph the guys want to know what's going on? You're just going to leave?"

I turned to face him, "Chris my dad is going to come talk to the guys, to all of you okay? This is very stressful for me and I need to get out of here."

He nodded, "I'm not going to judge you as I don't know what made you do what you did, but this is wrong Steph, it's wrong."

"Just talk to my dad Chris, goodnight." I walked away from him as fast as I could.

I was glad to get into the limo without anyone else stopping me. I took out my phone. I wanted to see exactly what the end of the match had looked like on TV and try and figure out what the reaction was from the fans. I went onto YouTube, there are always people uploading our content to that site as soon as it goes out. Usually it made me angry but right now I needed it.

I looked up the most recent results for WWE Raw and that the one with the most views had been given the title 'Miami screwjob?' I like that. Also there's a question mark, people aren't sure. Good.

I watched the video, it started about thirty seconds before I entered the arena. Damn, I hope my dad killed the commentary, what if someone said something stupid?

I wasn't caught on camera until I reached the ring. Cole was first to mention my presence, "Here's Stephanie McMahon now..." JBL had cut in, "Yes! Here's the boss!" Those to did a goid job of improvising but Lawler was saying "But what is she doing out here?" as Chioda started yelling at the time keeper to ring the bell. Cole said, "Wait a minute..." and the commentary went dead. Good job dad.

I looked at the comments below the video. The top rated comment pissed me off: Come on ffs this is obviously a work. As if the McMahons would dare pull that again least of all Stephanie. Least of all? What was that supposed to mean? Asshole.

I angrily closed down the YouTube app and finally did what I'd been waiting to do since I got backstage. I called Rocky.

The phone only rang twice before he answered, "You're a naughty girl!" There was humour in his voice.

"Don't start Rocky, I'm too tired for that."

He laughed but his tone grew more serious, "You looked amazing out there, so... I don't know. That was the queen not the princess."

I laughed now, I couldn't help it, "Shut up Rocky you tacky bastard."

"So you did it, you actually got rid of Cena. I admit that when you told me about it I didn't think you would actually do it. I'm proud of you."

I felt myself begin to blush, "Thank you, just remember what we agreed. What you promised me."

He pretended to act confused, "I'm sorry? What I promised you? I don't remember anything like that."

"Very funny, just don't let me down on this. I did what I said I'd do. I made sure TNA got Roman Reigns and now you have to refuse to sign Cena when he approaches you. That was the deal. I don't just want him gone from WWE, I want his life ruined."

He laughed again, "I know what the deal was princess. One day you're going to have to tell me in more detail how you got Roman fired so I could sign him for free. When will I see you?"

I sighed, "You won't see me Rocky, you know that can't happen."

"That's a pity. If you need to talk you can call me anytime. The next few days will be tough for you."

I closed my eyes, "I know that Rocky, goodnight."

"Goodnight princess." Why do I feel like this when he calls me that?