Tonight is Monday Night Raw, and my hands are just itching to get my fucking hands on Carmella. Last Thursday on Smackdown, I challenged her to a match at Royal Rumble. She accepted but she made it into a mixed tag match.. I'm fine with as long as I get to beat her up. "Babygirl." My attention turned towards my locker room door, Roman was standing in the doorway.. I hopped off the couch and walked towards him, "Hey babe." "Hey what are you doing?" "Nothing, I was just sitting down.. What have you been doing." "Nothing, but I wanted to tell you that Carmella is going out to the ring tonight." I nodded and looked at him, confused "Okay, why is that important? I already know what's she's gonna say. She gonna say that I'm a bad person and that I'm full of myself, and that she stole you from-" I heard my name being called, I turned around and saw Brie jogging down the hallway with Dean following her, she stopped right in front of me.. "Brie, you can't be running in the hallway, you're pregnant." "Nikki shut up and get down to the ring right the hell now!" "What? Why?" "Because that little so-called Carmella chick is talking her mouth out there and if you don't get out there, I swear to god, Nicole." I looked at Roman, "I'll be back." "Roman, I'll be back." He grabbed my arm "Nicole-" "Roman, I won't touch her.. I'll be back." I snatched my arm from his grasp and walked to the gorilla. "Hand me a mic." The stage manger handed me a mic and I walked out.. Carmella turned around and smirked at me. "Bella Barbie!! I was wondering when you were gonna show up." "Cut the crap, Carmella.. I find it so hilarious that every single week, Raw or Smackdown, you always have something to talk about. Something to give your irrelevant opinion about like if someone gives a damn.. I can not wait till Royal Rumble, when I finally shut you the hell up." "Shut me the hell up? No, No.. You've got it all wrong, Nikki. Come Royal Rumble, I'm going to prove to everyone that your career, your relationship, your entire life is over. And it's a good thing that you mention my so-called irrelevant opinions, I'm going to give you my opinion on your so called engagement woth Roman.. It's phony just like everything else in your life.. I mean just look at you, even you're body is fake.. And the fakest thing of all is the relationship you and Roman have.. Has he told you by the way, what we used to do?" Roman's music started playing and he walked down to the ring.. "Oh there he is the man of the hour." He climbed into the ring and stood beside me.. "Carmella knock it off." "Oh you see that.. That right there, shows me and to everyone else.. That Nikki here doesn't know. Well let me help you out.. Nikki, Roman used to call me at the latest of times. I'm talking 3:00 am late and I would go over to his hotel room, and we did things that all the women in the crowd would love to do with Reigns.. Things that he said you never did, and some things that I did way better than you.. All this came from your little fiancé's mouth..." My anger started to rise.

She smiled and shrugged, "I'm sorry to tell all this Nikki but I just don't want to see you, give your heart to a man that when you were out on an injury completely forgot about you.. I bet when you were at home worried about Roman and his career, all he was thinking about was which girl would he wake up next to.. It sucks that Roman will never love you... Ever!" I looked over at Roman, as he looked at me, his eyes softening.. I looked over at Carmella and saw her smiling at us.. She rolled out of the ring and and walked up to the stage.. "Good luck!" She smiled and blew us a kiss.

I watched her as walked backstage.. I shook my head.. Roman stood in front of me "Nikki-" I slapped the mic out of his hand.. "Roman, I don't want to hear it." I walked off but he grabbed my arm, I turned around and shoved him. "Don't!" I rolled out of the ring and walked up the ramp..

Right now, I'm having second thoughts for our engagement, and I need to think.. Is this what I really want?