Warning: may contain some slight language such as homophobia and swear words.
Billie's POV
RAW just ended I'm walking towards the locker room that Peyton and I shared. I see a few of the fellow wrestlers looking at me in concern or sadness. Even Ruby and Liv seem genuinely sad for me. What shock me for a moment is even SHAYNA BASZLER seemed concerned about me because she's giving me the "are you okay, kid?" Look. My head still hurts from that kick Jessamyn gave me, although it isn't as painful as earlier so that's a good sign. I see Sarah Schreiber coming my way, I'm not exactly in the mood for a another interview right but seeing I sort of need to vent my thoughts right now after what Peyton did to me at the RAW Underground.
"Billie? Billie." Sarah reaches to me to ask me questions cause even though as a interviewer she needed the inside scoop I'm sure she's genuinely curious too on about what happened earlier. So I looked at Sarah to let her know that I'm ready to answer my side.
"Billie, I know I already interviewed you earlier but seeing after what happened earlier when Peyton basically threw you under the bus at the RAW underground, and obviously you're not in the mood right now but what are your thought?" Sarah politely asks. I can actually tell she's asking me like we're friends and honestly it's exactly what I need right now so I answered her as I fixed my messy hair from the
"To be completely honest with you, Sarah part of me wanna say I have no words but part of me also wanna scream and just shout every profanity that I can think of but obviously this a PG show and I need to be in my most appropriate self. But I am just heartbroken. I know I am not the most perfect best friend, I know that every now and then I annoy Peyton. But other than that, where did I go wrong, Sarah? Sure, months ago I slapped Peyton. But that was the first and only time I ever struck Peyton. Sure, a part of me think that maybe I deserved that cause when I slapped Peyton I saw the hurt look on her face, the physical and emotional pain on Peyton's face. And it hurt me knowing that I just physically attacked my best friend who not once even lay a hand on me like that too. I regretted that very moment, every freaking day and night I would call myself stupid for ever doing that. And I still too, to this very day. Even when Peyton forgave me, I still feel the guilt in my stomach, I still cringed at that memory. But even now, after Peyton threw me under the bus, even after she threw me into the wolves and sharks, I still regretted that I slapped her and I still feel the guilt. So Peyton, once again I am so sorry. But! But.... I knew it Sarah. I knew it all along." I stopped for a moment to process my thoughts because I can feel the frustration rising in me.
"Knew all along what?" Sarah asked. Curious and concerned at the same time. But I think she knew what I'm talking about. Internet is partially a reliable source you know.
"I knew that Mr. McMahon likes Peyton. She's his favorite right now. I knew that Peyton had the talk with Triple H and the McMahon's that Peyton is on her way to the top. I knew that Mr. McMahon likes Peyton better than me. I knew that she had that talk when she's been gone all day and came back awfully late to our shared hotel. That was before we return to WWE. Because we were on hiatus and we were just in our hotel and one day Peyton suddenly got a call and after that she was pretty much gone all day and came back late. She came back acting suspicious. She told me it was nothing as she had a date with her husband but I knew, Sarah. I knew and I got the feeling she had the talk with them. Sadly when the IIconics will get a break, ONLY ONE OF US can be the next It Girl. Peyton was bound to be the star and I will mostly be hanging out with Dana Brooke at catering, no offense, Dana. I was the one holding Peyton back. I knew it the whole time, Sarah. Not only that, cause you know how the internet is with their news. I knew it all along and I was just in denial. The fact that I might lose my best friend whose gonna be in big things. But I was just in denial. But you know what Sarah? I still want answers from Peyton herself. Excuse me."
I finished the interview and politely excused myself from Sarah, she nods and say thank you, I nod and said thank you back. Trying to stop my tears.
I went to our locker room err.... my locker room as I enter it I see that All of Peyton's stuff are not here anymore. Her luggage and purse, not here. Her clothes from earlier that was unorganized, gone. Her side of the locker was totally empty meanwhile my stuff are still here. I changed into my street clothes and fixed my hair some more. But my mind once again wanders to Peyton... oh Peyton, I miss you already. But why?
So now, here comes the water works. My tears finally slid down my cheeks, but then I heard a knock on my door and I was shocked to see Shaun entering. Since I saw her concerned look minutes ago I can tell she actually had good intentions but I panicked a little when Marina and Jessamyn are with her. Shayna must have saw my scared look so she urged me that it's okay. So I relaxed and sat down. I'm a little embarrassed that they're seeing me in this state with my messy make up and all.
"Hey it's cool don't worry. Jessamyn says she sorry though." Shayna told me in her cool tone. Jessamyn seemed regretful too so she said sorry and I nod letting her know I accept her apology. I sat down and Shayna and crew sat down at Peyton's side of the locker. So Shayna began speaking.
"Bad day huh?" Shayna asks and I nod not looking cause I don't wanna show my tears.
" I gotta say, I'm actually surprised Peyton did that to you. Jessamyn and marina told me even they were shocked, but obviously they can't break in character." I nod again only asking after
"Yeah but why are you being nice to me? Shouldn't you be putting me in arm bars right now?" I half jokingly asked knowing they have good intentions which is still surprising to be honest with you. The three other women laughed and Shayna said
"Hey, I maybe violent and bully other women at times but I'm not heartless you know. Plus, I myself was bullied a lot when I was young, they told me I look too mannish for a 13 year old girl Got called a dyke many times, I once even got attacked by a group of boys just because they don't like the way I look, just because I don't wear those shitty pink dresses. That's why I took martial arts when I was young. All of us MMA women are in the same boat. Me, Marina, Jessamyn and even Ronda. Hell, Jessamyn was called Jessamyn Dyke. That's why we all took MMA to defend ourselves I know that's shocking considering what I did to Dakota Kai back in NXT." She said and I just sat there in shock.
"I just don't understand. You know a lot of the comments actually said Peyton has always been good and the better one and I'm just not that good. Not that I'm jealous, of course not. In fact I'm happy Peyton's getting praised. I myself know that I am not the greatest in the ring, I honestly don't care if I suck in the ring or not. I'm just happy to be wrestling in the ring. And now, Peyton's off to bigger and better things while I will mostly be on the "main event" losing to Bianca, Ruby and Liv every week. Hell, I might not even be surprised if I lose to Aaliyah from NXT." I finished my rant.
Shayna nods in understanding but then she said something that just gave me hope. "Look, dude. Maybe it's not too late for you."
"What do you mean?" I asked, now interested and excited at the same time. Now, this is the very first time that Shayna and I actually talked let alone having a conversation.
"Maybe I can help you step up your A game in the ring. And I know you're much more experienced and have wrestled before me but I can help you step up your A game, by doing MMA in the ring." Shayna offers. What, what?! MMA?!? And did Shayna Baszler, THE SHAYNA BASZLER, Whose the most intimidating woman in WWE right now, offered me to help me in the ring, MMA more or less. I'm still processing my words, suddenly things isn't as depressing as earlier, suddenly forgetting the situation from earlier for a moment.
"I I uh yeah! Sure! I'd love that" I eagerly said yes. Shayna, Marina and Jessamyn nod while smiling not arrogantly as they normally were but smiling happily and proud. They're like as if the three big sisters proud of their little sister.
"Great! Meet us tomorrow in my hotel room. See ya dude." Shayna and crew stood up as they nodded at me Shayna giving me a casual salute while I thanked and smile at them. They soon went out my locker room. I once again smiled. Suddenly feeling a little bit better. But then Shayna came back to tell me:
"Oh by the way dude. Don't sit there and just cry about it. Get angry, teach Peyton a lesson bruh." Shayna winks and once again left not really giving me time to respond and thank her. I just sat there thinking, Shayna's right. I will not sit here and cry about it. I will teach Peyton a lesson. But I need to bait her. Peyton needs to keep thinking that I'm too vulnerable to fight against her. I need her to think that it'll be too easy for her to defeat me. After all, Peyton can be gullible sometimes. So Peyton is the better one in the ring but why do you think I'm the one always holding the microphone?
So Peyton. I'm sorry that I slapped you but you need to understand that my anger can get the best of me. But. Peyton Royce, you better watch out, BITCH!