Picture Your Ego Behind Your Belt

Chapter Five

Cricket remained rigid as she just sat there backstage, huddled behind some boxes she just needed to think. Her camera, how could she ever forget her camera, this whole reason behind this, was her stupid camera. She just scrolled through her pictures, trying to calm some frayed nerves.

"Cricket you alright hun?"

Cricket looked up and smiled at Brodie, and quickly snapped a picture of him, watching the gentle result of the picture made her smile.

"I'm better, just need a good picture to help me out. Thank you."

"Well you know me this beard has magical properties." Brodie grinned and continued to go on his way.

Brodie wasn't the first person to stop by Cricket's little makeshift home. People from Yoshi Tatsu, and Ted DiBiase to Sheamus, Wade Barrett, and Randy Orton came to speak to her.

It's just that she was all new to this, this was her first betrayal, and it won't even be her last, even though she didn't know anything that was about to happen, she just walked in the ring with Cesaro and watched as Christian greeted them as they entered the ring, and then it all fell around her.

Even a week later, even when RAW was about to start neither Cesaro nor Christian spoke to her but apparently everyone else was willing to speak to her, because they knew she was new to this type of stuff, though all Cricket did was listen to them and snap a picture when the timing was right. It made her feel better at least.

"Cricket you have a match tonight with Nikki, though I want you to be prepared for a confrontation with Cesaro in the middle of it. You will lose your match with Nikki but you will be getting the last move during the end of it. Am I making myself clear? You will do good, no you I'll do perfect. I am sure of it."

Brad gave Cricket her role for the night and all she could do was prepare for it. Though as Brad left all Cricket could do is laugh at herself.

"I don't even have official wrestling gear."

Cricket continued to pick at what she was wearing currently: brown shorts, one of those red collared polo shirts, a belt and some shoes. It wasn't exactly perfect, but she wrestled in it before she could do it again, though maybe later she could get some official wrestling gear.

Cricket walked in front of that black curtain almost ready to go out, her fingers traced the curtain and her camera lay against her stomach.

"Cristine I need to talk to you before you go out there."

She didn't have to hesitate before she turned around to face him, the man that betrayed her, the man with that white leather belt resting on his shoulder.

"I don't want you to hate me."

Cricket slapped him.

"I could never hate you, but you make me want to. Now I have to go, spare me some hatred to give you when you go out there as well."

Cricket walked out when she heard Justin call out her name, she didn't even have an official theme song yet, though when she walked out there she did what she normally did. Smile and take pictures of the crowd as she walked down that ramp. Walking up there alone though, that was tough but she climbed each corner of the ring and snapped a picture of the crowed that cheered her on.

"Oh you poor little bug, I'm going to squash you with the underside of my boot."

Nikki didn't even pause as she laid her attack out on Cricket, she took the most of it, but it wasn't anything that she could bounce back from.

Cricket held out for the longest time before Nikki had to take a breather and that's when Cricket went after her.

Kick after kick, hold after hold she needed to find a place to keep Nikki down for a while so Cesaro can interrupt her. So she did the best thing she could do, throw themselves off the top rope and that's what she did, but it hit her right back in the face.

This was the perfect time for Cesaro to walk in, and when she heard that theme, her teeth clenched.

"Having fun there bug? Well let me tell you something that I find quite humorous. You said I betrayed you. I've looked in on your job history, bug. It seemed that you left the WWE for three years and then returned? Interesting, you say you did it for your brother who needed a change for a couple of years. Though that may be true, but guess who also left and returned the same exact time as you did?"

Cricket's teeth clenched further as she dug her nails into her hand.

"Cesaro don't you fucking dare." Cricket said through gritted teeth."

"Our very own Captain Charisma! Leader of the Peeps and you especially were a fan of his weren't you? How is it working side by side with your wrestling idol? And don't lie to me, I have the pictures to prove how much of a fan you were."

The pictures where in chronological order, and they weren't staged. All the shirt's she had, the props and the autographs they were shown with her smiling face on them.

"Cesaro you are filthy!"

"You were the one to betray me! You were my partner, my friend but you didn't tell me about the history you used to have with the captain? Some romantic interest some juicy story-lines. You two got pretty comfy with each other, I still have that proof."

"You lied to me! So you have no right to claim that I betrayed you. When it was you who betrayed me in the first place."

Cricket was dumped from her standing position against the ropes and onto the mat, she struck her head hard as Nikki went in for a dirty pin. Cricket allowed herself to loose, and Nikki jumped back with triumph and cheer.

As Cricket rolled away she watched as Nikki danced circles around her. Though at the top of the ramp Cesaro laughed, though quickly he was silenced when Christian shoved him down the ramp, his title sliding aggressively down the ramp.

Cricked took this time to sweep Nikki off her feet, she hit the mat hard and Cricket put her in her submission hold.

Cricket stretched Nikki further until she heard those shrieks and saw the nodding of her head. Cricket released her and pushed her out outside of the ring.

Nikki ran away and didn't even look back.

"Cesaro I always thought that the Swiss were smart people but apparently, I'm wrong. I can't say this enough how stupid you are. It didn't matter what we had in the past, if she was really connected to me still, she would have left your sorry Swiss ass the moment she was hired by you. She became your friend, she fought battles with you and for you. She was your ally, she hasn't done anything to deserve the shit you have been giving her. You really made the wrong choice Cesaro. It's so easy to get that title back from you, because I know you aren't strong enough to face me, but it's doing to be so damn hard to get back that ally you once had. You feel me? You know what I'm going to give you a few more weeks to keep your title, and as soon as those weeks are over I'm coming for it."

Cricked walked back inside with Christian right behind her, as she passed the laid out Cesaro, all she could do is shake her head at him as she walked past him.

"Cesaro, your ego is so big, I can't even picture it behind your belt."

As soon as the black curtain passed her figure she gripped onto Christian, "Thank you."

"Hey it's what I was supposed to do, can't leave a lady just waiting out there. I'll be seeing you later Cristine."

As soon as Cesaro passed through the black curtain, Cricket made herself a wall between Cesaro and the rest of the backstage.

"Go ahead, slap me."

Cricket didn't hesitate, she slapped him once, twice, three times, and four. In all truth he deserved everything but Cricket held herself back.

"I told you not to make me hate you, any more than I am trying not to. Right now it's so hard not to hate you."

"I deserve everything, I get from you, and I'm sorry."

"Why didn't you tell me? If you told me at the beginning about this decision, it would have gone a lot smoother."

"I wanted to.."

"But why didn't you? Unless you knew what I would have said and that's why you lead me out there like a fish out of water. Was that choice you made real? Were you given the opportunity to actually choose between me and the title?"

"Cricket..."

"So you actually chose the title over me, I mean it's so easy to get a title back, we promised that we were going to be using our last week's together as a team, we were going to raise hell every chance we get. It would be me and you against Christian's pursuit for the title, and I wouldn't be slapping you every time I look at you. I mean if you lost the title, we could get it back just as easily. This was your choice, and these are your repercussions. Now Cesaro if you can excuse me, I have to talk to someone about where I stand, and right now it's not as your ally."

Cesaro watched as Cricket walked away from him, swaying her curls with every step. Beside him clutched in his hands was his precious title. Cesaro raised his championship up to his face, and looked at his reflection, it was distorted but he still saw his image in its reflection. Cesaro ran his thumbs over the belt. Tracing its outline as he looked up and saw Cricket, as she talked to a fellow official. He watched her laugh and smile and clean the lens of her camera and glasses. Cesaro watched her flip her curls over her shoulder and he smiled as he continued tracing the belt with his finger.

"The decision I've made is-