Stone Cold Steve Austin shakes Mr. McMahon’s hand [April 1st, 2001]
At the conclusion of perhaps the greatest WrestleMania of all-time, signifying the end of the infamous Attitude Era, a moment closed the show that rocked the WWF off of its foundation. Perhaps a sign of changes to come and history to be made, Stone Cold Steve Austin turns on his legions of fans and shakes the very hand of the man he’s done nothing but raise hell for since the get-go.
Austin and Mr. McMahon came together in a mutual agreement, something of an, “I scratch your back, you scratch mine”. While Austin was hell-bent on remaining the WWF Champion, McMahon needed an ally in the battle of WWF Vs. WCW, a war which had begun less than a week earlier when Mr. McMahon’s son, Shane, bought the WCW company out from under his father. Though the friendship was short-lived, due to Austin joining The Alliance in the long run, the few months they were together had some classic television, including singing, battle for friendship supremacy, and an unforgettable exchange of cowboy hats.
Stone Cold Steve Austin pours cement in Mr. McMahon’s Corvette WWF Raw - October 12th, 1998
If you haven’t seen this clip, then you haven’t been watching wrestling long. This is one of the most infamous moments in WWF/E history. Austin was a permanent thorn in the side of Mr. McMahon, who at the time, continued to screw Austin out of the WWF Championship. Austin got more and more fed up with the bullshit, so he did what any beer swilling redneck would do: stole a cement truck and filled up McMahon’s prized Corvette with cement!
You Are Worth Me Changing Myself (Dean Ambrose/Jon Moxley imagine)
You promised yourself that you wouldn’t be caught up in anybody remotely close to being like Jon Moxley, but when you come face to face with him at work once again, you can’t help yourself… Especially when he swears he’s changed… A lot. This is the second part to Love the Way You Lie.
Word Count: 2,121 words.
Warnings: eh, there’s not many in here actually, mentions of fluff, cursing
When I got rid of Jon Moxley, I hoped and prayed that I
would never encounter him again. But the Fates apparently has a personal
vendetta against me. I was working out at a Crossfit gym when I met the lovely
Seth Rollins. He was charming, dashing, and such a heartbreaker.
At first we were fuck buddies. But still, Moxley and I’s
toxic relationship came back to knock me in the forehead. I broke it up and luckily
for me, Seth is all about understanding situations like that, so we became best
friends and over the years, our bond only grew stronger. And when he finally
got called up to the main roster of WWE with his close friend, Roman Reigns,
and one kid that he used to feud with a lot down in FCW that went by the name
of Dean Ambrose.
Seth tried on multiple occasions to get me to meet Dean but
every time I was free, he was busy, and every time he was free, I was booked to
the max. Like I said before, the Fates have a personal vendetta against me, I
swear it. Ask Seth if you would like verification.
And somewhere along the way, Seth had managed to get me a
job with the WWE as a backstage interviewer. It was totally cool with me until
the night that I had started working and I found out who Dean Ambrose really
“(Y/N)!” Stephanie chirped as she turned to the corner and
spotted me. I gave her a huge smile then declared, ”Thank you again so much for
giving me this job, Mrs. McMahon, I’m so grateful for it.” She waved her hand
at me and assured me, ”It’s fine. And please don’t call me Mrs. McMahon. Makes
me feel old and wrinkly. Steph is fine, okay? Now, you’ll be interviewing the
Shield boys, which is Seth Rollins of course, Roman Reigns, and Dean Ambrose.
They’re all pretty laid back in real life but they will be acting like complete
and utter… Well, how do I put this kindly so I don’t offend anybody in this
situation… Entitled dickfaces who only wants to serve justice to the world.
Good luck tonight.”
I nodded and thanked her before I touched up my makeup and
hair then turned and begun running over my questions that I had prepared
mentally for this interview. I sure as hell didn’t want to mess up my first
night at this job, because that would just be flat out horrible.
“Miss. (Y/L/N). You’re up in five minutes.” a fellow
stagehand informed me before hurrying off to complete another task for another
employee. I turned and began taking deep breaths while waiting for the Hounds
of Justice to show their tails. When I caught sight of the blond hair, that’s
when my breath caught in my throat. He had changed.
His blond hair was slicked back and instead of his eyes
holding nothing but unkempt madness, they were now cold, calculating and filled
with an underlying sense of insanity. But I still felt the slight jump of
excitement mixed with overruling panic. I felt a little dizzy on my feet and my
hand slammed against the wall then he
froze in place as well.
“(Y/N), we’ve gotta start filming now or the entire show
will be behind.” I nodded in acknowledgement then met the three men halfway and
I took a deep breath before plastering a smile on my face. The interview went
as smooth as it could get, with Jon- Dean burning a hole through my head as I
chatted and asked questions. Seth and Roman shot each other many looks,
especially when I forced myself to ask their friend a question, and my teeth
“Um, you wanna tell me what that was about?” I heard Roman
hiss to Dean as Seth cupped my cheek and forced me to stare blankly up at him
as he asked me several questions about my current mood and mental state. But
instead of me answering any and none of his questions, I just shrugged and
muttered, ”It’s nothing, Sethie, just my nerves. I’ll be okay.”
“Hey, you know you can talk to me right?” he asked, brushing
his thumb over my cheekbone. I nodded and hugged him before making my way back
towards Steph’s office where I asked her where I was needed next. It turned out
that the Fates decided that I could be granted one miracle in my life and she
told me that one of the other interviewers had showed up and was more than
willing to take over my position for the rest of the night.
I hurried back to the hotel and jumped in the shower before
washing my hair and body in record time then got dressed, still freaked out by
tonight’s events, but that’s when I heard the rapid knocking at my door. I
froze and shuffled closer to look out of the peephole then screamed, ”Go the
hell away, I have no desire to even look at your stupid face!”
“(Y/N), can we please just talk about this? Please? I swear
to fucking God, I’ve changed!” he insisted, knocking again. His voice was
raspier than I had last heard years ago and I almost gave in but instead, I
ignored his pleas.
“Dammit, I know you can hear me, doll. Just open the door
and we can talk.” I couldn’t help it. Something in my mind insisted that I
opened that door at that moment and demand an apology for the months of agony
that he put me through, and I would then agree that we was both abusive to one
another before shoving him out of the hotel room again. Only, it went the exact
opposite way of what I had predicated.
When I opened the door to begin yelling at him, he cupped my
jawline and cheek before crushing his lips to mine in one of the softest kisses
I had ever experienced.
“God, I fucking missed you. I’m so fucking sorry for all the
shit I put you through. I-I, when you left me, I realized that I cared for you.
It was more than that though. I was in love with you. And now you’re here.” he panted
as he pulled away from the kiss. I blinked once at him before hauling back and
punching him across the bridge of his nose. He cursed and held his nose before
blinking a couple times in return at me then declared with a small smile
grazing his pink lips, ”You always did hit harder than most of the guys I know.”
“You have some fucking nerves,Mox! We practically destroy
each other and when we end up meeting up again and you ask to talk to me, you
just spring a kiss on me? Are you fucking crazy?” I demanded, crossing my arms
over my chest. I knew he wasn’t the only one at fault but I still held quite a
bit of resentment towards him and I wasn’t just ready to forgive him.
“I mean, according to like everyone that I’ve ever went
against in a fight, they end up calling me a lunatic so I guess you could call
me crazy. And I don’t go by Mox anymore. Like, three months after you fell off
the face of the Earth, Sami and I fell apart and I stopped going by Jon Moxley.
I don’t even like hearing it.” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. I
sighed and shook my head then started to walk towards the mirror that hung on
the wall, not even bothering to shut the door on my way there because I knew he
was determined to talk and when he was determined to do something, you might as
well not fight him on it.
“You look gorgeous.” he pointed out as I stared into the
glass. I shrugged and looked down to where the necklace was dangling around my
neck into my cleavage. It was a silver crescent moon with hints of blue glitter
splattered over the metal. He had bought me it the same night in which he found
the two cats.
“Mox, you idiot. We
need a litter box if we’re going to keep these two.” I screamed, cleaning up the
tiny pee puddle that Logan had left behind before I went in search for Storm.
He gave me a sheepish smile as he turned the corner with his hands tucked
behind his back then remarked, “It’s a good thing that their box including the necessities
then, isn’t it?”
My eyes slanted into a
look of suspense and I stepped closer then warned, ”I swear to fuck if that’s
another cat, I might have to murder you.” He chuckled at my death threat and
entered further into the room before he replied, ”Good thing for me that it isn’t
another cat then, because I kinda value my life, ya know what I mean, doll?” I nodded and waved my
hand in a circle to signal my desire for him to move this along then he stated,
“In order for me to give this to you, you have to turn around.”
I groaned and
turned around, my eyes closing as I sensed his arms wrapping around my neck,
then shivered when I felt the cold metal hit my skin, but I still kept my eyes
closed, no matter how excited I was to find out what it was. When he finally
whispered in my ear that I could open my eyes, I looked down and gasped at the
simple beautiful in the necklace.
“Mox, it’s wonderful!
Thank you so much!” I exclaimed, capturing him in a tight hug. He chuckled and
returned the embrace then muttered,”Yeah, I saw it and it reminded me of you
for some reason. Maybe it’s because you’re pretty and it’s pretty.” I smiled
and kissed his cheek as Logan and Storm circled in between our ankles, causing
us to share a laugh.
“You kept it after all the shit we went through.” he choked
up, eyes glued to the reflection of my necklace.
I shrugged and murmured in return, ”I couldn’t seem to bring myself to get rid
of it, ya know? Too many damn memories.” He sighed and claimed the arm chair
beside the couch then scratched the back of his head before he replied,” Yeah,
I know how it feels. You wasn’t the only one who was that ruined by that
relationship, you know?”
I nodded and turned to face him when he looked up at me then
I said,”Yeah, I know. But why are you here, Dean?” He sighed and ran a hand
through his unruly curls that I missed playing with before he stood up again
then answered,”I miss you. So fucking much that it hurts to see you. I want you
back, (Y/N). I want to start again. I want to try again. I’m different, I
swear. I’ve changed. Please just give me another start.”
I ran my hands through my hair then sighed and looked at him
with a bit of a blank look before I tilted my head a little as I spat out,”How
many girls since I left you slash kicked you out of my life?”“None.” he answered automatically and I sensed the truth in
his words then asked, ”And you completely changed?”
Dean nodded eagerly,
hopping to his feet in front of me, then shrunk down to his one knee and exclaimed,
“I swear I have. I’ve never hit another woman and never gotten into an actual
fight unless the guy deserved to get his ass beat.” I snickered a bit at the
tail end of his sentence then pinched the bridge of my nose and met his pretty
blue eyes as I declared, ”Alright, fine. Last chance for you and I. Don’t make
me regret it.”
That was eight months ago. Now we’re standing under an arch
with Sasha Banks, my best friend since elementary school, and Bayley on my left
while Seth, Roman, and the one and only, Sami Callihan on Dean’s right as the
pastor declares ,”By the power vested in me by the state of Nevada, I now declare
you two man and wife.” Cheers explodes around us as Dean dips me into a
breathless kiss then I grin against his mouth when he finally pulls away.
“See, I told you that I had changed.” He mocks, smirking at
me. I roll my eyes then mumble,”Don’t push you luck, I will divorce your ass in
a heartbeat.” He chuckles and kisses me again. That’s when I realized that he
really had changed for me.
I went to the World of Wheels auto show in Rosemont today and met “The Big Dog” Roman Reigns. To be honest with you straight up, I was never a huge Reigns fan. I preferred Ambrose in The Shield and always felt Roman receieved too bulletproof a push to the proverbial moon when the crowd reaction just wasn’t there. Fans in my own personal demographic (male, mid-late 20s, smarky) hate his booking and how inorganic his rise to the top has been. A stubborn, insistent Mr. McMahon loves “The Guy,” so he’s pushed as Superman babyface while the crowd boos. Would it be easier to satisfy fans and just turn him heel already, so the boos match his actions in the ring? Nope. And I learned why tonight.
For starters, Reigns is over like a motherfucker. There were, I would estimate, in the neighborhood of 650 people gathered trying to get a piece of the Roman Empire. I arrived to the convention center two and a half hours early, around 1:30 p.m., for a scheduled 4 p.m. signing. I didn’t get to shake his hand (forgot to shaka or fist pound, damn it) until about 6:15. And when I got out of the line, finally, there were about 300 people still waiting in line for a chance at meeting him. It’s funny: there were more men in line to meet him than just about any other demographic. Weird, right? When I met him, I actually jokingly apologized on behalf of my fellow adult male fans, and he also noted that there were more grown men there than anybody else. There were definitely tons of ladies, though. And kids. Reigns draws them all out, but yeah, especially surprised by all of “my people.” Including two guys, a man in his 30s and his elderly father, who would serve as my line buddies for the afternoon. It’s always nice meeting fellow marks, and these two were cutely mark-y. Hating the heels like they’re supposed to and such. It was wonderful.
I wanted to document a bit of the scene of a WWE autograph signing for those who couldn’t be there, or were on their way and wanted to see what they were getting into, so I took some short clips and posted them to my Twitter. Before I knew it, I was being retweeted by 20, 30, 40, 50 people and fan sites. Little 10-second videos I considered inconsequential to anything or anybody, were “liked” dozens of times. Fans – almost all female and younger than 21 – replied to my tweets with affirmation. It really opened my eyes to the fact that Roman Reigns is the most polarizing WWE Superstar since John Cena, and those who love him absolutely cherish him, while those who don’t like him will pay $20 on top of $15 parking just to boo him. (That particular contingent was uproariously minuscule, and I can probably count them on my two hands, and I’m sure they were half-joking because seriously, “hating” Roman Reigns is “cool” now, and the “in” thing to do. I’ll admit, I boo him because it’s fun. And, accordingly, I will cheer for him when he turns heel. Because of course.)
A word about those under-21s: I teach middle school girls on occasion, so I understand them. Plus, I have a sister; I grew up with a teenage girl. But, man, what a contingent of folks. The bombardment of notifications on my iPhone throughout the afternoon, after using just one hashtag (#worldofwheels, take a spin, if you will) was incredible. These girls run in packs, and like most women, they are something us men do not comprehend: They are “there for one another.” When one Roman fan speaks out, so do others. And it’s all positive stuff. The meat and potatoes of Roman’s fan base, at least socially speaking, are, I guess, a bunch of “stans.” And I mean that in the best possible way. Having been a part of my own group of wrestling fans my own age and gender, it has always been difficult to see outside that bubble of fandom. Today changed that. Although I didn’t meet one of these stans, I have to say, I dig the positivity. I dig the good vibes they send this particular wrestler. These aren’t people to bitch about booking or backstage nonsense, or what rumors they heard. They’re just loyal fans who get excited over the giant Samoan guy similar to the way girls got excited by those fab four British lads way back when.
The highlight of the night for me, beyond shaking The Guy’s hand, was meeting a mother, father, and 13-year-old son, who happened to have special needs and was thus on the opposite side of the stage, where those with special needs wait for Roman to come down to meet them individually. Long sentence there, but we’re really cooking now. What astounded me about this happening was just how loving these parents were to their son. The mother said something to the effect of, “[Meeting Roman Reigns] is going to make his day. It’s going to make my whole world.” And the boy stood there, so patiently, so excited. But so patiently. Surrounded by fellow marks for five hours, some of whom counted the minutes with the tap of a finger on the face of their watch, some of whom panicked over what kind of photo they were going to get with The Big Dog. But this boy was quiet and so respectful. Talking to him, giving him a high-five, telling him that he’s about to meet one of the coolest wrestlers I’d ever met (and get a totally terrific one-on-one photo with him, as well)… great stuff. It felt wonderful, witnessing this family do its thing, taking such pride in their little boy, whose birthday is tomorrow, whose day was about to be made by meeting his favorite Superstar. To him, Roman was a hero. To experience the sheer joy of that boy, again, top stuff.
Stepping outside my comfort zone, meeting a wrestler I honestly was on the fence about, proved quite fruitful today. I got to meet a new group of fans that thought entirely different than me, and with more positivity than comes with being a fan my age, and that’s just one takeaway. I also walked away with a greater appreciation for the guy behind The Guy – how charitable he was with his time, how happy he looked to be there, I could go on. I’ve invested a lot of time over the years meeting my share of wrestlers, and Roman Reigns is up there with the coolest of them all. So respect to him, and his fans, for today, today was pretty all right.
Vince seemed as if he were holding some kind of secret from (Y/N) as he began explaining to her why he called her to his office - quite literally during her match. The match never got finished. (Y/N) sat there in confusion as her leg slightly bounced from the anxiety. Horrible thoughts came to mind; that she may be getting fired, replaced, kept on the sidelines, someone died. Just all the bad things came in though as Vince did a horrible job by getting out the truth.
“Would ya just tell me already. I’m going to die if you don’t tell me what’s up. I know this is no way to talk to a Superior but you’re making it fucking difficult.”
Vince sighed as he laid both hands flat on his desk, “I am setting you up with a male wrestle for a bit.. just so we have some kind of feud going on, a story-line. You’ve requested a story-line so now I’ve got one.”
(Y/N) lightly cracked a grin, “Well why didn’t you say so? Oh thank you! I’ve been waiting to get more into my character..” Before she could even finish, a knock was at the door and it opened without a reply. In walked Roman Reigns, the only guy (Y/N) could just not stand out of them all. Why? Because he thought he was the shit and untouchable - which was a flat out lie.
“Sorry.. you wanted to see me, Mr. McMahon?” Roman’s soft yet deep voice rumbled the dead-silent room as he stepped further inside.
“Tough luck, Pet. He was talking to me first.” (Y/N) spat at him as she looked back at Vince, whom looked really amused at the chemistry the two wrestlers had. It surprised him greatly.
“I was talking to you.. but that’s just it. (Y/N).. meet your new partner. He told me a snippet of how you two interact and I thought maybe it’d be interesting to set you two together. You’ll wrestle as a Tag-Team, car pool together, even share a Hotel Room. Now.. I know you may feel uncomfortable, so just tell me and I’ll always separate that out. But as of now, you two will be hooked together by the hips and there will be no complaining. Understood?” Vince folded his arms over his chest while his eyes pierced through the both of them sitting there.
Summary: You’re in your second year of the same chemistry class at Stanford. Same professor, same early morning class slot, same ol’ you, running late every day. There is one thing different about the class this time around, though. Mr. Mysterious, also known as your new lab partner.
Word Count: ~1,400
Warnings: cursing, awkward reader, ex-boyfriend drama (including cheating)
A/N: Hey! Remember that little thing I mentioned earlier that @elliewinchesterr and I were planning for you? This is it!! This is the first part of our new series! We’ve never co-written anything before, so this is new to both of us, but hopefully we’ve got this down for y’all!
*Inner thoughts are in italics
“Fuck.” The word rolled off my tongue much easier than I would have liked, but what can I say? I inherited my sailor’s mouth from my father, along with my talent of being “fashionably” late to, well, everything, thus being the reason for my quiet cursing in the first place. The new semester of my sophomore year at Stanford was beginning in about two minutes, give or take, and I had yet to find a decent parking spot. After riding around in the same circle for what had felt like hours, my wait became worth it after I swept into a spot someone had just pulled out of. Grabbing my bag, my purse, my phone, and my keys, I ran about as fast as my boot-clad feet would let me. Looking cute was a pain in the ass, but I mean, it was the first day of new classes, never know who I’d meet, right?
I was inspired to do this by John and Nikki’s engagement last night. Congratulations again, you guys!!! 😊😊 This is not part of my story I’m going doing. I had the need to write this story. Please enjoy and I hope you guys love it.
“Hey Babe, don’t worry you got this match.” Shane McMahon, The love of my life said to me before my match against Bailey for The RAW Women title tonight on SummerSlam. I came back from a injury, I torn couple muscles in my left shoulder and it took me almost a year to come back to The WWE. I had help from my family, friends from inside of WWE and outside as well.
I had the most help from Shane, he was there when I had my operation on my shoulder and after. He have nothing been more then a perfect and patient gentleman when I act like a whiny brat. Also when I had a bad day at physical therapy.
“I know, Love but I’m never get use to this feeling before a very big match.” I said as I rub my hands together pretty quick, to calm myself. Then Shane grab my hands into his hands and held them tight. He look into my eyes and smile at me “(Y/N), you had a long journey to get back here. Also you are very strong and a passion fighter I have ever seen in WWE. You put your heart and mind to anything you set to.” I smile at that
Shane put a kiss on my both hand’s knuckles and pull me into his arms and held me close “I believe you can do this and everyone else believe in you as well” I smile again as I put my arms around his neck. “Thank you so much, Shane. I need to hear that.” I feel a lot better when Shane talk to me.
“That why I’m here, Sweetheart” Shane smile at me and he lean in kiss me and I deepen the kiss. Thank god, I got my locker room right now. We make out for a little until we hear a knock on the door. “Mr McMahon and Ms (Y/L/N), you both have guests” I’m confuse, my family were out at ringside right now and some our friends as well. We pull away and I look at Shane who had a big smile on his face.
“Shane, what is going on?” “I thought you need little extra help to win tonight” He said while he walk to open the door and it was Shane’s children, Declan, Kenyon and Rogan came in.
“Hi (Y/N)!!” They said as they run in to the room and all of them try to give me a hug. But we all fell down and we laugh hard. Shane close the door and laugh as he came over to us and help us up.
“Hey to you too guys! You came back here to wish me luck tonight?” I said as I sit down on a bench in the room while I grab Rogan and place him on my lap. Shane sit as well next me with Kenyon and Declan on his lap. “Yeah!! Dad thought it would be nice to do.” Rogan said as he give me a big hug and I hug him back. “You’re got this tonight, (Y/N) You will be the new RAW Women Champion!” Kenyon said as he threw his fist into the air with a big grin on his face.
“We all believe in you, (Y/N) and you got this in the bag.” Declan said as he smile at me. I felt a lot better about tonight. Then there was a knock on the door again and this time it was one of tech for the show. “(Y/N), five minutes to your match.” I took a deep breath “Okay, guys. It’s time for me to go” I said as I stand up with Rogan in my arms.
Rogan threw his arms around my neck and give me hug again. I hug him back and I put him down on the ground, I knee down to his height and kiss his forehead. I smile at him and he kiss my cheek. Kenyon came over to me and hug me as well, I hug back and kiss the side of his head. We pull away and he kiss my cheek as well.
Declan came over as well and hug me and give a kiss on my cheek as well. I stood up while Shane walk the boys to the door and open the door, waiting outside was his assistant, Tammy. Who watch the boys tonight at backstage tonight. “Bye, guys. Love you and Thank you so much.” “Love you too, (Y/N)!!!” They said as they left with Tammy.
Shane and I walk to opening to the ring it was cover by curtain. Shane was holding my hand on the way there. We stop at front of curtain, he look at me and put his hand on my cheek “Remember, you got this, Baby. We’re all behind you no matter what.” Shane said, I smile and I put my hand on his that was on my cheek. “I will and I will put everything on out there tonight.” Shane smile “That’s my Girl.” He kiss my forehead. My theme music came on “Feel Invincible” by Skillet.
We give each quick kiss on lips “I love you, (Y/N) “I love you too, Shane” I pull away and walk through the curtain and on to the ramp. The Fans were cheering like crazy. I walk down the ramp while I give the Fans high fives, I got in to the ring. Bailey’s song came on and she came out and down the ramp while also give the Fans high fives as well. She got into the ring, the ring announcer said our names. The bell rings, before we fought each, we shook each other hands as good luck for each other.
The match went on for 30 minutes, we hit each other with our best moves and we still kick out. Bailey was getting up after I hit her with Body slam, Bailey got on her feet and I nail her with a Sweet Chin music to her. She fell down and I pin her.
The bell ring again and my song came on “Here is your winner and New RAW Women Champion, (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!!!” My hand was rise and the belt was give to me. I can’t believe I did it!!! I smile big at everyone, I went over to help Bailey up “You okay, Bailey?” “I’m okay, (Y/N). That was awesome match ever!! You earn the belt.” Bailey smile at me and rise my hand up to the crowd. The cheering was go crazy! I rise Bailey’s hand up as well. After that, We hug each other.
After the hug, Bailey left the ring before she did, she smile at me and I smile back. She went backstage and left me in the ring as The celebration for me went on. I hear the fans saying “You deserved it, You deserved it, You deserved it, You deserved it!!!!” I rise the title one more time in the air with both hands.
“Here Come The Money!!!”
I look up at the ramp and see Shane came out and do his “Shane O Mac” dance and The Crowd went even more nuts. Shane came down the ramp and give the Fans high fives. Shane came in to the ring and did his dance again, then he came over to me and hug me, I hug back tight. I was pick up by Shane and spin around. My feet touch down on to the ground.
We pull away but still had our arms around us. We kiss and WWE Universe went “Aww!!” Shane pull away and he put his forehead on mine while he smile big at me. “I knew you could do it, Baby. I knew it” I start to crying “I couldn’t done this without you and the boys.” I smile at him.
Shane let me go and walk away to ring post to get a microphone. “What’s up, Los Angeles?!” The Fans cheering loud. “So, guys I have something I need to do and say to my lovely girlfriend here.” I look him and giving a look saying “What are you doing?” Shane smile at me. He went over to me and grab my hand.
“You did it, (Y/N), you finally did it. It was long journey for you after you torn your shoulder but you never give up, that you hope to get back into the ring and keeping fighting as you always did.” I smile and The crowd claps for me and cheering again. Shane spoke again. “And now here you are, as the new RAW Women Champion!!” The place went nuts with that statement. Then Shane squeezed my hand tight. “When you were being wheel in into the operation room and I was walking with you as much I can go. I realize that I had to ask you something important.”
Shane’s voice start to crack little with what he said. I was having hard time breathing when he was telling me this. Then he look me directly into my eyes when he said the next words to me.
“You were out of it but you were still there. I ask you, ”“Baby, can you hear me?”“ You said ”“Yeah”“ and I said ”“If I ask you to marry me. Will you say yes?”“ Oh my god!!! I thought I was dreaming of that!!! It really what happened!! “You said ”“Yes I will”“ Shane took a deep breath and starting to dig into his pocket “So I need you to say yes one time, to be sure.” Shane pull out a ring box and he got down on one knee.
I cover my mouth with both of my hands and starting to cry again happily. And The WWE universe start to say “Holy Shit!!!” Shane open the box and revealed most beautiful ring ever seen.
“(Y/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N), You are the love of my life and I can’t see myself a day without you in my life anymore. I want you at my side for rest of my life. Will you marry me?” Shane ask. The WWE Universe start to chant “Say Yes, Say Yes, Say Yes, Say Yes!!!!!!!” I took the Mike from him. “Yes, of course, Shane!! Yes!!!” The WWE Universe went to cheer loud again. Shane shot up from ground and kiss me passionately and I kiss passionately back.
We pull away and hug each other tight and stay each other arms for a few seconds. We pull away and Shane took the ring out of the box and put it on my ring finger of my left hand. I smile at the ring and look up to Shane. He smile big at me and start to cry too, I took his face in my hands and kiss him again.
I threw my arms around his neck and his arms around my waist. The WWE Universe start to chant “This is awesome, This is awesome, This is awesome, This is awesome!!!.” We pull away and our forehead touch each other and we smile at each other.
I came back to win The RAW Women Championship and not only I did that, I got a wonderful a fiancé too. Greatest night ever!
Well, guys, This my second story here. I really hope you guys love this story. 😊😊