And she is furious!

Becky lynch stormed out onto the stage and down the ramp with a glare on her face so severe that if looks could kill Paige, Charlotte, the referee and every member of the crowd behind them would be dead. Forgoing her usual theatrics Becky slid into the ring, dropped her Womans title and making a rush for Paige who backed away into the ropes rapidly to try and escape while Charlotte and the referee both got in between her and Becky who could only shout furiously at Paige.

“Get over here you bitch so I can break you’re damn arm!” she yelled, very clearly still fuming over the embarrassment she had received the week prior.

Paige only smirked and made no effort to come closer and Becky finally back off at the behest of the ref but not before taking a quick swipe at Charlotte who narrowly dodged it. Becky stood back in the corner and glared across the ring at Charlotte and at Paige who had rejoined her new friend as then smirked and posed together. Becky was dressed in her usual one piece leotard that showed off her great arse. It was a bronze colour with a red trim and a shiny surface to it and a zip down the front that was down just enough to show off some of the cleavage she had. Back inside the ring now Paige had opened the bag and reached inside to grab what was inside while Charlotte held the mic to her mouth.

“Well Charlotte, you wanted to know what was in my bag, as I’m sure everyone else here did too, well here you go!” Paige said before pulling out a long thick wooden paddle in a dark shade of mahogany.

Paige raised the paddle into the air to show it off and the crowd saw that embossed onto the wooden surface of the paddle was the word BITCH in all capitals and the crowed gave another mixed reaction as Paige smirked again.

“Since Becky likes to throw the word around so much, I thought I’d add a little extra to our paddle so that after the match she will know who the real Bitch is!” Paige shouted into the mic before handing the paddle off to the referee who quickly clambered up the turnbuckle to start to affix the paddle to the pole.

Charlotte watched the referee with a smile on her face as he started to clip the paddle onto the wire that would keep it up on the pole. She was radiating confidence and clearly had no doubt that with paige in her corner she would be able to reclaim the woman’s title. Maybe she was too confident or perhaps she just overestimated Becky’s willingness to play fair but as she stood in the middle of the ring she had her back to her opponent, a mistake she would soon regret.

Becky charged Charlotte, pearl harbouring her in the back of the head with a double axe handle, knocking the queen to the floor before Becky mounted her and started to pummelled her, throwing fists with little regard that crashed down on Charlotte’s head and **** the queen into the foetal position as she tried to protect herself. Paige shouted in anger at the referee to look at what was happening and the ref turned, saw that Becky had started the match of her own accord and quickly signalled for the bell before he had even climbed down from the turnbuckle. Inside the ring Becky had Charlotte by the hair and was rubbing her face off the mat, showing the queen how the canvas tasted and only stopped when the ref jumped dramatically from the turnbuckle, landing next to the brawling pair and pulled Becky off of Charlotte. Becky tried to follow up on her sneak attack but the ref refused to let her go, admonishing her for her actions and allowing Charlotte time to get back to her feet.