Picture Your Ego behind your Belt

Chapter Four

There was a big scandal backstage, right after Cricket's match another of those WWE exclusive videos. Cricket was searching around for Cesaro, when the cameras caught her.

"Have any of you guys seen Cesaro? He had just ran out all of a sudden, I didn't get the chance to speak to him."

"Cricket what are you doing talking to the cameras? What where you doing wandering around without me?"

"You left me, I went out searching for you till I ran into them."

"We'll whatever you were doing I am disappointed in you."

"What reason do you have to be disappointed in me? I won the match?!"

"What are the cameras doing in our face?! Get out!"

Cesaro spoke angrily in his different tongues towards the camera men, with the cameras now off Cesaro still seemed urgent to speak with her.

"Cricket you have to tell me why Christian was doing out there?"

"I have no idea, I'm just as confused as you were."

Cesaro stood back completely skeptical.

"Listen Christian being out there is fine, but you have to tell me this stuff so I can know."

"All I knew was that Zeb and Swagger were supposed to be watching the match, I didn't know anything about Christian coming out there. "

Cesaro silently rampaged with himself, his belt swinging dangerously around him.

"Claudio please calm down."

"Calm down! CALM DOWN!? Cristine please.."

Cricket's eyes softened at the mention of her name.

"As of right now I don't like the situation I'm being put in. I don't like it at all and soon. I will lose everything right now that is important from me. I'm on a long road that's going downhill and I won't be going uphill for a long time."

"I don't know what you have to worry about. You still have me, I'm not going anywhere."

He didn't say anything and he only just walked away for a moment, before turning around.

"Come on, let's just get ready for Smackdown tomorrow, Lets take this day by day."

"Now listen right here Cesaro you get only one choice. One shot with this. Just one do you hear me. You pick one and it's all yours, and the other has nothing in relations to you from now on. Do you understand me? You can't go back on your choice, now pick."

Cricket didn't understand what was going on, she was never forewarned about any decision making between Antonio Cesaro and Christian, and this was all real. She had no choice in this but to sit and wait.

Cricket just watched the exchange between Antonio and Christian just sitting in the middle of everything, she didn't even dare snap a picture. Eyes following both Christian and Cesaro as they stood there.

Christian held the title, the title that still belonged to Cesaro and he was putting it up for a bargain. Though what else was at stake here? Cricket hid herself behind Cesaro before she asked the question.

"What else is at stake here?"

Cricket only heard the crowd's stupid 'What' chants which did nothing in the end. Both Christian and Cesaro continued to be silent.

"Are you not going to tell me anything?!"

Cricket's first thought was to look at Cesaro, and he just pulled away and just stared at her.

"Cesaro...Antonio why. You put me up on a bargain? You made a deal with Christian! With me at stake why.. Get away from me." Cricket pushed at him. He stumbled but remained standing.

" I fought with you, I fought for you! I've been nothing but loyal to you every single day. Is this what you have to do to prove yourself to that Xenophobic Colter and that bearded lisp Swagger. To join "We the People" you have to make a choice between me and your championship."

Cricket immediately pulled away from the both of them.

"Is this was you guys do to the people that are loyal to you?! The moment that you get the chance to get higher in this company you throw them away at the cheapest deal."

Cricket's emotions weren't staged, and they both knew that, though she couldn't be mad at Christian he didn't do anything. So far to her knowledge.

"Go ahead and make your decision Cesaro we don't have any more time left. All you have to do is reach out and grab your pick and it's all yours."

Cricket turned away facing the commentary table, she smiled at a commentating Matt Striker who made himself busy with his phone.

The crowd's voice was getting louder and louder and Cricket just shuddered as someone took her by the elbow, and the crowd just exploded with noise.

"Cesaro yo-

Though it wasn't Cesaro, it was a tall Canadian that held Crickets elbow as Cesaro held that title of his over his shoulder.

"Get out."

Cesaro looked up at Cricket, of course he looked apologetic, but hopefully this was the turn that everyone wanted. What everyone would have wanted.

"Cricket…" Christian reached towards her more,

"Don't touch me you…Canadian…" Cricket couldn't come up with a better word to show her emotions with this betrayal, or that's at least what it was. He betrayed her

"Get out."

Cesaro still continued to look at her.

"Get the hell out." Cricket stressed getting closer to Cesaro, practically shoving Cesaro with the most amount of force she can muster. Cesaro stumbled back, at first shocked, angry, and understanding, Cricket wasn't sure if it was Claudio or Cesaro that was showing all these emotions.

Cesaro reached out to her.

"Cristine…"

Cricket froze at the mention of her name, and watched as his hand reached out to her. She was so confused with who was speaking to her, though maybe he felt regret for not telling her this plan of his. Though he said her name, her real name and now everyone knows it as well.

Cricket grabbed at Cesaro's wrist and held it in the air. With Christian behind her, and Cesaro in front of her she could make her choice here. She didn't know the choices she could make so she was just hoping that this would be the best choice.

Cricket squeezed Cesaro's wrist and turned his hand, Cesaro's body went with the motions and he grimaced.

"Get the hell out of my ring."

Cricket slapped Cesaro with her free hand and Cesaro went down. His title belt falling to her feet. Cesaro scrambled to the outside of the ring.

Cricket held the title in her hands in looked straight at it.

"This is what you picked, a stupid plate of gold set on white leather.. this stupid thing that you can buy anywhere. You love this thing so much, then TAKE IT!"

Cricket swung that belt and it landed dangerously on the ramp.

"Now what the HELL are you waiting for? Get OUT of my ring!"

Cricket watched as Cesaro scrambled at the top of the ramp and Cricket watched her angry expression on the Titantron, in the background Christian looked pretty pleased with himself as he watched Cesaro scurry away.