AN: the M rares content coming soon, I swear. Don't give up on me yet, guys!
Nikki went on to lose that match, but the banter between the two was so good that they decided to give them yet another go, and make this a long-standing feud. She stood in the ring on the next raw, insisting that she speak with the diva's champion. She came out holding the belt on her arm. Cena and Brie stood in the ring along with Nikki, and Cena prepared himself for the hilarity that was about to ensue.
The champion stood as Nikki ranted about her trying to steal her man. She called her every name in the book, oblivious to the fact that Cena was looking the champion over nonchalantly, glancing at her, then quickly away.
The champion never missed a beat. She nodded her head over at Cena. "Okay, okay. Silence, strumpet, the champion speaks." Cena's face twitched slightly. "I know you think I want to steal your man, and for some reason you feel like I need to beat you several times for you to convey your point. Fighting because you are a mighty lioness defending her pride is not what you are doing here. That's not the real problem." She stepped closer, with a voice of determination.
"The real problem, Nicole, is that you are never content. You aren't Content with where you are, what you have, or who you're with. Meanwhile I stand before you, right here at the top, with this, alone!" the crowd roared "I don't take days off, I don't have a losing streak, and I don't depend on my bulimic sister to rescue me when I need a spa day mid- match. You say you deserve an apology, I doubt you could even spell it. I'm sure you actually having a brain might get in the way when he is face-fudging you, because that's all you're good for, but it can't hurt for you to educate yourself just a bit. "
"While you're educating yourself, know this. This title is the only thing keeping this division relevant. We don't fight because we really hate each other, or because we need to win, we fight for the recognition. That is what this is. The brand of the best. Through the years, it has become nothing more than an accessory, while the men's division contenders fight tooth and nail for their titles, we sit back and make our fights about hair color, or friendships, or boyfriends, and neglect what counts. We act as if this is some common plate you can buy at the dime store, but it is not. This is a legacy passed down through several worn, ragged generations." She looked down at the title and sighed, then looked up with determination.
"I will do what I must; I will say what I will. I will hold this legacy for as long as I wish, and you better bring a lot more than this boyfriend talk when you contend with me, or I'll bury you so far the inchworms won't find you." Her voice lowered to a snarl at the end, as she spoke with passion. The crowd cheered
Nikki looked at her, shakily, slightly taken aback. "I do deserve an apology. A-p-o-l-o-g-y. You call me names; you disrespect me, Title shot or no, that's just hurtful."
"Awe, the woman who made her living dishing it out, can't take it, all of a sudden? Poor baby."
Nikki looked at her with genuine disgust." You said my sister is bulimic. My sister is not bulimic! Right, Brie?"
Brie looked down at her hands quietly, and the champion simply pointed. "She seems to disagree. Your own sister has an eating disorder? Makes me wonder how well you could know anyone." She turned to Cena and shrugged. 'Makes me wonder how well anyone could know you." And let the ring. Brie sobbed, and ran to the back. Cena looked at Nikki thoughtfully, and the two left the ring.
That night there was turmoil in both Bella relationships. Bryan sat on the couch breaking the news to Nikki. He couldn't believe she kept this a secret from him. She needed help with her condition more than she needed Bryan's companionship. "He decided to end things." Brie sobbed endlessly, and headed to her sister's room. She and Cena were staying in separate rooms, because of an earlier fight. Brie knocked timidly, covering her face as her mascara ran. Nikki opened the door, only to yell,"You disgust me, how could you be so selfish? You could have at least told me so I didn't get blindsided!" she slammed the door before Brie could reply, and as the commotion awoke several people on the same floor, the Champion opened her door and called, "Brie" Brie turned despondently, and sobbed again as the champion simply stood in the doorway and opened her arms. Brie ran to her, sobbing. "They- Just- I-"she blubbered. The champion ran her hand down her back and hugged her as she closed the door.