My Career Season 7 Episode 6

(Tulsa, Oklahoma 7:30pm)

Back to work.. once again. Backstage is like dead, no one is talking or anything. I don't know why, the landscape has changed ever since Alberto became the WWE champion. I hate him so much, I seriously don't like him. "Babe, what's wrong?" Punk asked sitting next to me on the crate putting his arm around me. "This whole fucking bullshit." "What?" He asked confused. "Alberto being the damn champion stealing your title." I said getting to pissed off thinking of him. "Don't let it even bother you. He's an idiot and I'll get my title back." He said holding me tighter. I nodded my head slowly and got up. "I'm gonna go get ready for my match." I said heading to the locker room. "Did you get a new attire?" He smirked at me. "Oh, you know how much I wish!? I haven't gotten a new attire a month." "You should complain and get one soon. I never get one anymore, I have to much." I smiled at him grabbed my clothes from my bag and went into the bathroom and changed. Tonight, I was facing Beth in a street fight, the shit between us has gotten way to far. So finally Hunter or Triple H whatever you wanna call him, gave us what we wanted. I'm sure I wanted the match more. She may be bigger then me and all, but I can kick her ass. I changed into some ripped jeans and my wrestling shirt, I but the sleves off. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and put a bandana around my head. I did my make-up and finished. "Damn, you look so hot." Punk said. I turned away from him and slightly smiled. He pulled my chin towards him and kissed me. "Your beautiful, how many times do I have to say this to you for you to believe it." I hugged him tight and he rubbed my back. "Okay, get the hell out if your gonna do that." Jamila said walking in with Kevin holding his hand. "Shut it Jammy and this is my locker room."  I stuck my tongue out at her. "Actually, we all share a locker room, our whole group does, so shut it." She mocked me sticking her tongue at me. I rolled my eyes, Punk was just ignoring her the whole time and staring at me, gosh he's such a weirdo I tell you, yet I love him. 

(Kristen vs Beth Pheonix; Street Fight)

I was heading to the ring for my match the camera man was shooting me walking backstage. As I got closer I got hit in the back and feel down. I got on my back and saw Beth standing before me, she got down on me and punched me in the face repeatedly. She got up and grabbed a baseball bat, she was about to swing, but I stopped her by kicking her in the gut. "FUCK YOU!" I yelled in her face. I dragged her and threw her face first into the wall. I then grabbed her again and threw her into a table and she broke the table. She held her back in pain and yelled in pain also. I went to pick her up but she spit right into  my face. I got distracted cause she spit me in the eye. She got up and pulled me by my hair and threw me into a wall. It hurt to bad, my face feels like it's on fucking fire from the hit. She continued to beat me, she ever got the bat again and hit me in the back. "YOU ASSHOLE! YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW NOT TO MESS WITH ME YOU BITCH!" She yelled. Seriously, that the best she could say? She got over confident and started to slow the match down my taunting and stuff and talking to the camera. I got up and tapped her on her shoulder and she turned around, I kicked her in the gut and gave her a superplex. "YOU BITCH!" I yelled. I threw her again into a different table, I dragged her again and this time I took her to the ramp and to the ring. The crowd was going crazy and they enjoyed this match so much. I went over by the annoucner's table and got her on the table. I was able to stand her up and punch her and she fell down. This is my moment. I went into the ring onto the top turnbuckle. I took a glance at the crowd and they were cheering like crazy. "IT'S CLOOOOBEEERRRRIN TIIIIIIMEE!!!!!" I yelled and gave her a diving elbow and I hit it on her. I went for the pin and I won. Holy shit, this was such a match. I can't believe I even survived it. My God, it was so much fun and all the pain in my face and back is gone. I went into the ring and celebrated . I went on the top turnbuckle and pointed to the fans who wore my shirt and had signs for me. I love my job.

(Backstage)

As I walked backstage everyone congradualted me. I was making my way to the locker room, until I felt someone touch my shoulders and push me hard against the wall, they were wearing a grey hoodie and I was scared as shit... "Aye chica.." He said. *Oh my God, this is just like my dream* I thought to myself. "Please leave me alone whoever you are." I said terrified. "I'm not gonna hurt you.." I said, this guy had an accent and he's seriously scaring me, "Please, let me go. I just want my husband." I said even more scared. He took his hood off, and it was Alberto. "OH MY GOD! LET ME GO!!" I yelled. "Shhhhh, it's all gonna be okay." He said giving me a vicious smirk. He then made his way up my shirt touching my boobs. "Let me go." I said with tears in my eyes. He looked at me and crushed his lips against mine. I tried to break free but he wouldn't let me. He also grabbed my hands so I couldn't punch him. He let go and I was just so pissed. He smiled at me and I was so angry. "KRISTEN!?" I heard someone yell. I turned and saw Punk. "Punk this isn't what it looks like." I said to him scared. "Oh yeah? Because I know what it looks like!" He yelled at me and Alberto left. "Phil, calm down let me explain." I said calmly. "EXPLAIN WHAT!? How your cheating on me!?!" He yelled even louder. "Okay, seriously know? You think that!?" I asked him, the tears running down my face. "You say earlier how much you hate him and now I see you with your tongue down his throat!" "HE HAD HIS DOWN MINE!!!" I shouted. "Okay, you know what!? I'M DONE WITH YOU!" He yelled in my face. "NO! If you would just let me explain myself!" I yelled crying. "NO! I'm serious Kristen! GOODBYE!!" He yelled walking away. "PHIL!!!!!" I yelled crying even more. "DON'T EVER TALK TO ME!" He yelled. "Phil.... please don't go..." I mumbled to myself. I just broke down crying right there, in that very spot, up against the wall. I never thought this would ever happen. It's like my teenage years, my ex-boyfriend's accusing me of cheating on them and shit. I thought Punk was differen't... obbviously he isn't he just like the rest. I cried ever harder thinking of how long we have been together. Almost eights years together... One year of marriage anniversary in November... Who knew that this would ever happen to me? My heart is seriously shattered.. I have nowhere to live now... I have nothing. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed the most closest person I'm close to.. "Hello?" My brother said answering the phone. I tried fighting the tears. "Kenny, I need you to take the next flight to Oklahoma." "Why what's wrong? Are you crying!?" He asked concerned. I wiped my eyes. "I just need you to come, I'll explain everything when you are here, please come get me now." I said crying harder. "I'll be right there." He said hanging up. At least I have him to count on... The date 11-13-10 means nothing to me anymore....

To be continued...