Delisha gets yelled at

"Shite!" Delisha moans through grit teeth as she puts a bag of ice against her crotch as she hangs around table in the bar with her band mates, The WildGirls: https://chyoa.com/chapter/The-WildGirls.504551

"I can't believe you lahst de belt." Shannon sighs as Tawnee sits next to her, wearing a loose t shirt and some short, cut off jeans while sipping from a straw.

"You barely 'ad it fahr a mahnth and you lahst it to a bloody newbie."

"Yeah!" Tawnee pips from sucking on her straw, "What 'appened?"

"Dat foehckin twat poehll me pubes is what 'appened loehvs." Delisha hiss as she puts more pressure ice against her crotch, "Dahn't wahrry I'll get it back!"

"Like hell you will!" A voice pipes in from behind the ladies.

All three turn around and see Ann The Goth Chick coming right at them.

https://chyoa.com/chapter/Ann-The-Goth-Chick.182093

"Well, well." Delisha says with a smile as she leans her hand over back of her chair, "If isn't me lettle cahntender lookin to wesh me loehck ahn me fine recahvery."

"You lost it!" Ann snarls, "You fucking loser, you lost it!"

Delisha stands up in front of Ann, "What ded you call me?"

"You heard me, you lost your eye on the belt when you know that every fucking whore and hooker in the locker room was gunning for you and lost it to a fucking rookie."

"I dahn't see what de bloody prahblem is. I'll get it back."

"No, no you won't. As I just heard that Melissa, you know the bitch that beat you is now on the other side of the world and won't be back for some time especially seeing how this month is Jobbermania the pay per view for the lower tier wrestlers and jobbers and a time of rest for us after Xextreme and Xrated! So Melissa has no reason to show up till the end of next month for Beach Bust! So next week I am defending my contendership against Dolly, the School Bully, and every week after that until Melissa gets back and it's all your fault!"

"Well." Delisha gets closer to Ann, "If yooehr 'avin sahme trooehble wit me lass, why naht settle it in de parkin laht. Me crahtch is in pain boeht I can assure you I can stell give you a prahper lashin."

After a few seconds of staring each other down, Ann looks over Delisha and scoffs, "You're not worth the effort."

Ann then walks off and mutter, "Loser."

Delisha scoffs as she sits down, "Can you believe dis?"

"She's naht wrahng." Shannon replies.

"What was dat, loehv? Me 'earin might be a lettle jacked oehp frahm de foehckin I took ahn dat swing because I dooehght you said dat emo coehnt was right."

Shannon and Tawnee look at each other and then Shannon turns towards Delisha, "It's joehst dat you were 'angin ooeht wit Juice when Melessa amboehsh you. She was 'angin ooehtside while you were buyin yooehr boehzz."

"Yeah...so? Get to de blooming point all ready?"

Tawnee sighs, "So where was she? Wasn't she soehppahse to prahtect you sahmethin. She's yooehr friend after all."

"'ell am I soehppahse to know? After Melessa slammed dat bahttle against me 'ead I lahst track o' who was where and why? All I know is dat Melessa attacked me, poehll ooeht sahme o' me poehblic 'air and foehcked me ahn de swing and cahmpletely 'umiliated me. What else do you want me to say?"

"Look mate. I know dis is 'ard to 'ear. boeht Juice, de lass, isn't bein 'erself naht sence de pay per view." Shannon says, "Maybe you should cut your ties with her."

Delisha scoffs, "You lasses are joehst angry dat I lahst de belt!"

"Well...." Both women say at the same time.

"I bet you were hoping at a chance at it, weren't you?"

Both Shannon and Tawnee bows their head in shame.

"That's what I dooehght." Delisha sighs, "Bloody 'ell dat dat felahn coehnt was right. Look you are so angry at Juice fahr me lahsin de belt. 'ow abooeht next week, you two face me and Juice and we see 'ooze naht bein demselves."

"Look Del." Shannon replies, "We dahn't mean anythin by it boeht...."

"Boeht nahthin. Let's poehts yooehr asses where yooehr mooehths are. I'll text Juice and see abooeht gettin de match. And next week we'll see who is wrahng abooeht who."

"What abooeht de tooehr?" Tawnee cries.

"Foehck de bloody tooehr. de fans can wait, dis 'ahly mess cannaht." Delisha then slams her ice bag down on the table, "See you in de ring....mates."

Delisha then walks off as Shannon and Tawnee looks at each other with concern.