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IRL!

(Friday, August 12th, 2022)

SmackDown Live!

Raleigh, North Carolina

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With a fist full of Ronda's hair I smash her face into the mat several times, honestly hoping her nose breaks. I don't give a fuck anymore. As I raise her back up, she tries shoving me back so I spin around and round house kick her in the back of the head, spending her back into the mat once again.

"What now, Ronda? Huh? HUH?! You were so confident twenty seconds ago!" I scream as the crowd boo's loudly. "Shut up!" I quickly yank Ronda up by her tank top as the security and refs step into the ring.

"That's enough, Crimson." One of them warns as they all start waving their arms at me to stop. Oh, but I'm just getting started.

I smile at them sweetly before turning around and shoving Ronda into the ring post behind me. Her shoulder smacks into the ring post loudly as she grunts in pain.

"Crimson Kae has LOST IT, Michael!" Pat shouts. "She is not taking it from Rousey, the crowd, the refs, or security."

"Careful Pat, or she'll come for you next." Michael Cole retorts.

A hand lands on my shoulder as my breathing rages. "That's enough, Crimson, get ba-" I step back, super kicking one of the security workers in the chin knocking him back. Oops. Ronda can pay for that later, since she's so 'made of money' and can afford it...

"Oh my, God! Crimson Kae just super kicked one of the security!" Pat's voice rings out. I look up glaring at the other security workers and the rest of them take a step back as I shove past them to grab the duffle bag Ronda brought out. You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes, Ronda.

"You shouldn't have opened your big mouth, Ronda." I spit out as she stumbled back from the post and before I can blink she rocks my jaw with her forearm. It's pretty weak, but it didn't feel great nonetheless.

What it did do is just piss me off further.

Ronda swings her good arm back, favoring her other that slammed into the post, and gives my chest a nice chop.

I grit my teeth. "That all you got?"

"Bitch." She mutters, slapping my chest again.

"Come on!" I yell at her with wide eyes and Ronda scrunches her nose, going for a third before I slap her arm away, jamming my foot into her stomach sending her to her knees.

"I-I think she liked that, Michael." Pat comments.

"Yes, it seems Ronda's attempt to fight back only fueled Crimson further." Michael agrees causing me to smirk.

I shove the duffle bag over Ronda's head and grab her arms as she tries to fight her way out of it before I rear my leg back while tugging on her arms and my knee connects with her face and the crowd explodes.

"OHHH!!" Pat yells. "Ronda Rousey may be out cold after th- SHE'S GOING FOR A SECOND ONE!"

All I can see is red as yank Ronda's arms and smash my knee into her face once again before dropping them like dead weight and cutely jump back as her body falls forward to the ground.

I giggle, turning slowly to the crowd and raise my arms up, shrugging innocently. 'Oops' I mouth. Security, useless as always merely wave their hands around crazily as my chest heaves up and down, my smirk only stretching further on my lips. How about a finale?

I drag Ronda over to the table by her weakened arm...

"What's she doing now?" Michale asks.

"I don't know, Cole, but I can't wait to see!"

I lift her up, rotating her body around for gut-wrench, or Crimson Cutter... but instead of slamming her into my knee I drop her body onto the table crashing her through the middle of it.  I blow a kiss at her motionless body. Looks like the Crimson Cutter just got ungraded to the Crimson Kiss.

I hum happily to myself as I bend down to pick up the microphone and bring it up to my lips with a laugh. "Who's the Baddest Woman on the Planet now, BITCH!" And with that I let the microphone drop out of my hand and fall on the back Ronda's leg.

Electric energy licks my veins, cracking through my bones. The air around me sizzles as sweat trickles down my forehead and slicks down my back.

I drop down to the mat and roll out of the ring skipping up the ramp as the crowd shouts all sorts of things at me thought I can't make anything out over the roar of adrenaline pulsing through my ears.

I slow as Shayna emerges from the gorilla and her eyes land on me. I wave my fingers at her cutely. "Hi, Shayna." I glance over my shoulder watching the refs and security bend down checking on Ronda before tilting my gaze back to Shayna as she walks down the ramp. "Sorry bout your friend there..." I taunt, smiling like the cat that caught the canary, not a trace of remorse in my voice.

Shayna shrugs, continuing down to the ring. "She got what was coming to her." She says freely, seemingly no remorse in sight for her either. Well, well...

"Hope you break Liv's arm." I sing over my shoulder as she passes me and she looks down shaking her head, and I swear she's trying to cover up her chuckling.

Well, as much as it would be fun to crash the signing... though I believe I already did that with the table, I said I'd give Shayna her time with Liv before I finish her off myself, so sadly I'll stick to my word... for now. Unless they want to play like Ronda cause otherwise I am more than happy to participate in such activities.

I opt out of going through the gorilla, saving the ass chewing for the near future, and instead turn right wisely heading to the back from the side.

My bare feet hit the cold concrete floor as I turn the corner, hearing loud voices close by. Sure enough... because I cannot go five seconds tonight without running into somebody tonight, the Uso's of all people suddenly screech to a halt in front of me. Just Jimmy and Jey. Interesting...

"Boys." I greet, which a touch of playfulness, this could be fun... I'm still wired from what happened in the ring with Ronda and will take any opportunity to cause chaos.

Their tense, irritated expressions subside once their realize it's me. My eyes land up ahead on raggedy Andy's ugly cousin... who's passing back and forth. Ah. Irritation justified.

"Oh, hey Crim Kae." Jey nods happily, the same nickname he used earlier this afternoon during our little run in, which already feels like another lifetime ago, rolls of his tongue.

"Damn, girl, you were ruthless out there with Ronda Rousey a few minutes ago." Jimmy nods, shaking his head. "Remind me to never get on yo bad side." He points both index fingers at me.

"Mmm." I chuckle. "But that's my best side." I muse, letting out a sigh through my nose. "Your Tribal Dog let you two off the leash for one night as he hides out with his tail tucked between his legs?" The words slip off my tongue so effortlessly.

They both instinctively glance over their shoulders as if he was standing right there.

Jimmy clears his throat. "We have business with Drew McIntyre we're about to go deal with." My mind flashes back to Drew storming up to me earlier, looking for Sami, connecting the dots.

Jey nods, determined, both their faces switching from humorous back to serious. "Yeah, we were on our way to the ring to call him out."

"Ah." I hum, smirking. "Well, word of advice, boys." I clear my throat, leaning in dramatically and they both instantly follow, ready to hang onto my every word. They make it too easy, though what I'm about to say is true... "I would trust him." I point to Sami, "As far as I could as I could run in heels."

"Who?" Jimmy scrunches his brows, following my gaze. "Sami?"

"What makes you say that, Uce?" Jey lifts his chin curiously.

I shrug lightly, throwing my hands up. "Ohhh, I don't know." I step in between them causing them to part.

"Nah, come on, don't play." Jimmy says.

"Yeah, Crim Kae." Jey chimes with him twin. "What do you know?"

I turn slowly to face them. "Running to get security, running away to leave you two in the dust to get your assets kicked..." I suck air in through my teeth making a 'yikes' face before reaching forward to pat the titles across both their shoulders. "I'm sure you two will figure it out, right? You're the brains of the operation." I snort, spinning on my heel. "Don't say I didn't warn you..." I sing over my shoulder before taking off down the hall.

What a Friday night.

I wonder if I could find my shoes...

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽 sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

Well, well... hello, hellooo!! And welcome back to Crimson Ustulation!! ;) I didn't leave y'all on a cliffhanger this time... you're welcome hehehe.

Ronda got what was coming to her, huh... ;) Ohhh, I was SOOO excited to write this & for y'all to read Crimson KICKING HER ASSS!! And a little moment between Crimson & Shayna... hello?! I just couldn't bring myself to have them throw shade at each other (hmmm at least for now) bc they have too many common enemies hehe. The enemy of my enemy is my friend they say...

ALSOOOO HOW DO WE FEEL ABOUT THE LITTLE RUN IN AT THE END🤭🤭 BEEN SAVING THAT ONE UP MY SLEEVE FOR A BITTT!! AHHH!! I JUST COULDN'T HELP MYSELF & I'VE KNOWN SINCE THE BEGINNING THAT CRIMSON WILL NOT TRUST SAMIIII !!!! THEY NEED TO LISTEN TO HERRR!!

I cannot wait for y'all's reactions so don't forget to comment your thoughts, questions, & reactionsss!! (Also can we talk about the heart attack TT gave us all last night & this morning... MMMM... I DID NOT APPRECIATE THAT!!) But now that we're back, I make posts & edits for this book on TikTok & Insta y'all are interested!! 0butterbiscuit7 for both!!

Happy 9 months to this book!! And thank y'alll SOOO MUCH 15K+ reads!! I'm gonna blink & the 1 year anniversary will be here before we know it... Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter, & until next time for Saturday Night Main Event... mwah!! <3333