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Irl!

(Saturday, July 30th, 2022)

After SummerSlam!

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The warm July air slaps my face as I make it outside to the parking lot, heading backstage or to the locker room not being part of the plan for tonight, definitely not.

But, after tonight it will be. After tonight I will now be on Friday nights. Being backstage, getting to use the locker room.

I will be Friday Night Smackdown.

I reach the SUV in the very back of the parking lot, letting myself in, and let out a huge sigh of relief once I slam the door shut.

I just did that.

I just did that.

There's only one person I want to call right now after what just took place in the ring. I quickly grab my phone from the console, knowing I couldn't have it with me in the arena, and immediately push the caller id.

"Hello?" He answers after only one ring.

"Did you see what just happened? Did you see it? Are you watching?!" I blurt out, the excitement buzzing through my body.

"Who is this?" He asks.

"Uncle Jack!" I groan, rolling my eyes at his antics.

"What, oh, Crimson? That you?" He chuckles on the other line.

"You better have saw it! I don't pay for your Peacock subscription for nothing!" I scold, holding back laughter.

His favorite thing is yanking my chain, 100%.

"Oh, of course I saw it kiddo." I can just see him waving me off, as if I'm ridiculous for thinking he'd miss it.

Uncle Jack has never missed a match of mine on tv, no matter what. He stays back home in Florida, taking care of my house, pool, and pets while I'm on the road, living in the guest house right beside mine. It starting being built a year and a half after I signed with NXT, and it was a no brainer.

He wanted to be in my life and live close, so I offered him the job, telling him I'd pay the best. He, of course, denied payment to which we argued and I won, like always.

"You'd think I'd miss your big debut for anything in the world?" He continues. "I'm hurt, Crimson." He takes a sob. "Truly hurt."

I pull the phone from my face, which is now covered in my sweat, and shake my head. This man...

I snort, choosing to opt to speaker phone. "Uncle Jack, I will hang up on you, I'm not afraid." I crack.

He scoffs. "Now is that anyway to talk to the Uncle you've ignored the past two days."

"Wha-uh! That is not true! I texted you Thursday night and this morning!" I defend myself.

He laughs. "I know, Denise called me and said she thought you were dead after not hearing from you Thursday night, I had to get ya."

I snort out a laugh, shaking my head once again at my best friend. "She has like 360! After I texted you I was going to text her and passed out, my bad!"

Uncle Jack hums. "She said a donut date would make up for it, no less."

"I don't doubt it." I chuckle. "So, I need to know what you thought about my appearance." I move back to what just had happened merely ten minutes ago.

My legs bouncing, my hair is drenched from sweat, my arm stings from some nail scratches from Liv, but I have never felt more proud, or alive, than I do right now.

I did exactly what I set out to do, everything went perfectly according to plan, and on top of it all I fucking nailed the moves I have been busting my ass to work on for months.

I could not be more happy than this moment right now.

"Crimson, I am so beyond proud of you." He gushes, pulling me back to the conversation. "Shit, every move you did had me on the edge of the couch, I swear."

Every single match I do a high flying move, which is about 95% of them, he always says it scares the shit out of him and I take years off his life... he's the best.

"Oh! And the split move!" He raves on. "You are so talented. That twisting move had me afraid you were gonna break your neck! I definitely would have. Both opponents didn't stand a chance!"

I smile, listening to him go on and on. I will never not make time to listen to him talk about my matches. It's also funny how he can't remember most of the moves names and comes up with his own. He calls RKO 'break your neck and eat mat.' I swear he should be a comedian and I definitely know why all his students adored him when he was a teacher before his early retirement.

"Have you ate dinner yet?" Uncle Jack asks after he applauds how 'fucking cool' it was for me to hold the belt over Liv's body. That was one of my favorite moments.

"When would I have time for that?" I chuckle.

"Okay, I'll order something to be delivered to you-"

"No, no it's okay. I swear I'll grab food on the way back to the hotel. I wanna watch the main event first, so I better go." I don't want to miss it, though now that he mentions it I am starving. I had a couple mini sandwiches before I left my room earlier, nothing line.

"Okay, if you're sure." He obliges. "Love you."

"Love you, Uncle J." I warm smile graces my lips.

"And I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you. Enjoy the main event."

"Will do." He says. "See you back here tomorrow?"

"Yes you will. Kiss the fur babies for me, kay?"

"Will do." He laughs. "Bye."

I click off our phone call and go straight to Peacock, clicking on SummerSlam just in time as Roman Reigns and Paul Heyman slowly make their way down the ramp while Jimmy and Jey Uso head back to the gorilla. Hmm, look who finally showed.

I have no doubt they'll make an appearance later in the match, like usual. Though, I can't discredit his work, I wonder what it'll be like to share a show with Roman Reigns. I've never gotten to meet him or the twins before, I'm sure the twins would be much more fun to meet.

Brock's music hits after Roman does his 'acknowledge me' routine and the crowd raises their ones for him. The crowd I can't believe I was just in front of minutes ago. The crowd that roared and cheered and booed for me.

Many wrestlers prefer to not be booed, as one normally should, but I love it. It shows I've gained at least some reaction out of the crowd, good or bad doesn't matter much to me as long as they're giving me something. A dead crowd is never good, just as I thought before I went out tonight.

Brock marches down the ring but detours and talks over to something. I raise a brow curiously until the camera pans to a tractor and my eyes widen. A freakin tractor?! What the hell?!

He slips on a cowboy hat and plaid vest type shirt and drives the tractor down the ramp. I shake my head in amusement and disbelief, that's definitely going to be used later, I'm calling it now.

Brock announces himself, very southern might I add, giving Paul a good mocking for his money.

As Mike Rome announces Roman, his back it to Brock until he turns around, and Brock flies off the tractor and clotheslines Roman down before he starts beating on him. Damn! I sit up straighter in my seat, adjusting it further back as I set my phone up on the wheel, leaning forward in anticipation.

Roman rolls out of the ring but Brock quickly grabs him and suplexes him over his head on the outside mat. After some attempt of separation on Roman's part, Brock suplexes him off the steps!!

Just when I think they've already wrestled so many times, they still keep it interesting.

They move the fight into the crowd, and Roman final gets a lick as he shoves Brock in the metal satellite. After a few more minutes Brock manages to bring it back to his favor, almost slipping on the barricade as he tries to step up to it after dumping Roman back over it. He then gets a table out. Tables or really any weapon always seem to get used on the one who brings them into the match.

Anddd, just as I said, Roman Samoan drops Brock into table... well, well.

The match carries on for a bit, Roman ending up on the outside, flat on his stomach and for a minute I truly don't think he's gonna get up until he starts stirring and flips back over at count six.

"What the hell's Brock- Brock's behind the wheel of the tractor!" Corey Graves yells as the camera pans to him, in fact, back in the tractor seat.

I resist the urge to text Uncle Jack about what's happening right now, knowing he didn't turn the tv off after my appearance, because I don't want to miss it.

"I was kidding when I said that earlier!" Corey adds as Brock reverses the tractor before hopping out and grabbing the steal steps, ramming them into Roman as he stumbles at his feet. He does it again and Roman still doesn't go down, but hurries away from him, struggling to remain on his feet.

The match furthers until Brock dump Roman into the front loader of the tractor— oooo!!

Personally, I think my debut was the best of the night, but this damn tractor is rivaling it quite well. Mine moment's still better, but I may be biased....

Brock raises the front loader, taking his sweet time before dumping Roman in the ring. The ref counts as Roman makes it back to his feet and Brock leaves the tractor.

The match carries on until Brock gets fed up and goes back to the tractor. He moves it forward and- holy shit- actually pushes the ring. He then gets the front loader under the ring and pushes it up! YES, UP!

Roman goes tumbling and rolling across the ring and I can't help but laugh at the sight. He falls out and flops to the floor. Brock laughs as the ring remains halfway in the air and I can't help but stare at my phone in awe.

Brock stands on the tractor as the ref counts once again. Roman pulls himself up by the barricade as Brock comes around and starts moving monitors off the commentary table.

I sigh, needing this to end soon so I can get food and shift in my seat as Jimmy and Jey come out of nowhere, hitting Brock. He suplexes Jimmy over his head and kicks Jey away before getting up and doing the same to him. Welp.

Paul gets in his face and starts yelling before shoving the belts in Brock's chest. Brock smirks and sends Paul through the commentary table—!!!!

Roman spears him immediately, both laying on the ground after. Come on gentlemennnn.

Roman stands before falling back down when suddenly Austin Theory's music hits. Ughhhh. I throw my head back with a grown as he runs down to the ring with his briefcase and a ref before wiping Roman out in the face with it. I smack my hand on the console in anticipation as he goes to cash it in to the ref when Brock comes up behind him, lifting Theory to his shoulders.

"Get him!" I yell. He F5's him onto the briefcase and I cheer. "Yessss!" What Austin Theory gets, just saying.

The twins make it back to their feet and double super kick Brock from both sides as he tries reaching for Roman, oof, that was nasty! One of the best I've seen.

Roman shakes his head upset and in disbelief as Brock hurries to his feet after not moving for most of the count.

"Oh my lord." I let out. This match is driving me insane. I got my job done quicker, just saying... Brock or not.

Brock and Rhonda remind me of each other in a sense, and that is not a good thing.

Roman grows frustrated and picks up the briefcase, smacking Theory before doing the same to Brock. He repeatedly beats Brock in the core and arm with it before yelling at the ref to count.

He's gonna get up.

And I was right.

Roman then resorts to his belt to Brock's face as Michael Cole shouts at the ref to count faster and I agree.

Roman roars at Brock to never come back cause he's not welcome before hitting him with his other belt and him, Jimmy, and Jey start burying him with pieces of the table before actually flipping the table on top of him, adding the steal steps and finally Roman stands on top of the pile as the bell rings.

He won. He falls into a hug with the twins before falling to the ground.

Hmm, Friday should be fun.

A smirk makes its way onto my face... lots of fun.

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽 sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

Helloooo!!! Welcome back <3

UM, FIRST OF ALL DID Y'ALL SEE WHO'S BACK??!!! Mami fucking Riplyyy!! AHHH!! I knew it & everyone was doubtin!! WHEN I TELL Y'ALL I SCREAMEDDDD!! Oh, oh, oh I cannot wait to get into her & Crimson's friendshippp, eeekkk!!

Also, meet Jack!! ;) He is the new oc, face claim is Ryan Reynolds, & he is being added to the cast list finally!! This character has been planned since the revamp of this book idea & I'm so excited for y'all to meet him & get to know him more!!

Anywayssss, Happy Monday Night Raw!! Hope everyone had a GREAT PLE/PPV weekend!! I'm so happy Tiffany won, I had her or Chelsea winning, they've been so entertaining this past months!!

Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter as well!! Don't forget to comment your thoughts, questions, & reactions! And hope y'all had fun with Crimson watching Roman & Brock's match bc I just couldn't have her miss it!! I tried to speed it up I swear, but there were so many big moments I could skip past lol.

Until next time, mauh!! (2 more chapters until Crimson FINALLY interacts with a certain somebody ;) And one of them is a social media post chap so I SWEAR it's coming!! Stay tuned!!)