(Brandon POV)

After the previous week of mayhem I caused at the expense of Bálor and the entire WWE Universe, I was at Crossfit with Miss Bljss and had just finished training for my first match since the heel turn when I got a call from a number I knew too well.

"Hey Lexi?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I take this call real quick?"

"Sure! Make it quick. I plan to get some Starbucks before the show!"

"Ok. thanks!"

I replied as I left and leaned on a wall in an alley answering the phone.

"H-Hello?"

"Well...Well...Well... been a minute BP. How ya been?
The familiar Irish voice of Rebecca came through the phone.

"Pretty good to be honest with my recent repackaging..."

"That's... kinda what I wanted to talk about."

I took a deep breath

"Ok... continue."

"What happened to you Brandon? R-Really... This isn't the Brandon I once fell in love with."

"Rebecca... people change... you of all people should know that. Let me bring you back to a few years ago when you attacked me from behind."

"Y-Yeah... but we made up remem-"

"Before it happened again."

"Well..."

"And again..."

"I..."

"And A...Gain. Basically what I'm trying to say is... Bex... we broke up a few months ago and to be honest I've felt a lot of weight lifted off my shoulders from all this. I'm sorry, but this new side of me... is here to stay. Goodbye."

"Wait! Brando-"

I hung up and took a deep breath trying to fight back the tears of my past life. I eventually did and rejoined my teammate for Starbucks before heading to the arena.

When we got there I quickly made my way to my locker-room not talking to anyone in the process. I just needed to clear my head. All was well until Bliss showed up at my door with a knock.

"Hey... can I come in?"

I walked towards the door and let the 5 foot superstar in before pacing around the room once more.

"Well that must've been a hell of a phone call. What's up man, you've been acting strange ever since Crossfit. Something on your mind?"

I stopped dead in my tracks and looked at her then at one of the lockers where I had a picture of me and my Irish ex on the wall before we broke up. I took it off of the locker and stared at it for a few moments. Lexi caught what I was looking at.

"Oh... I'm so sorry."

"Nah don't be, you only wanted to know.

I said placing the picture back where i found it.

Bliss comforted me with a hug to which I gladly accepted. We soon got ready for RAW. I let her change in my locker-room since she had already made the journey over here, and soon the both of us were ready to go.

Tonight we had a promo with Mr. Bálor building off of what I did to him last week. Safe to say judging by the Twitter post he made after that show, he wasn't to happy so this was gonna be interesting.

Before I knew it, there I was in gorilla waiting to put the ordinary man with an extraordinarily long catchphrase in his place.

After a lengthy lecture about what happened last week, my music finally hit shutting him up and sending boos through the crowd as usual. I walked to the ring grabbed a mic and let 'er rip.

"Fine speech. You know, I've been getting a lot of people messaging me on various amounts of social media. A looot of people wanna know... why... why... why did I do what I did to you last week. Well it's simple, because I can! I was sick and tired of playing nice to everyone especially you don't think I forgot about the scuffle that we had many years ago. Listen... truth be told over the last few days I've had time to think about my status in this company, and realized that I was basically enhancement talent. I am WAY better than enhancement talent. So from that day forth I vowed to show the company truly who they signed because they had seemed to forget just like everyone here had seemed to forget just like Becky Lynch seemed to forget... and just like you had seemed to forget. And you know what... since you've been a good listener, why don't I give you a little demonstration.

I instantly dropped the mic and gave him a hard shot to the head for his efforts to break me mentally. A few minutes after my theme kicked in, i exited the ring and made my way backstage feeling good about my handy work.

(End POV)