Tries, and Fails, to Put Bayley Away

“Just stay down,” Paige growls at Bayley, grabbing her by her ponytail to pick her up slightly and slam her head down to the mat. “Every time you kick out, you make things worse for yourself, just give in and kiss my bloody arse!” Paige screams at her, standing up and running in to just punt Bayley in the stomach, rolling her over quickly for another cover.

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2-Kick Out!

“STOP IT!” Paige screams at her, growing more and more frustrated the more resiliency Bayley showed. Grabbing Bayley by the hair, Paige picks her up and throws her into a corner, quickly following with repeated shoulders to the gut, causing the ref to start a DQ count.

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“Oh now you know how to count to three!” Paige barks at him, raising her boot and starting to deliver stomps to Bayley’s stomach, creating the same count as before. “See, it’s easy! Just do that when I’m on top of her you idiot!” She screams, now raising her boot and putting it on Bayley’s neck to **** her.

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Paige backs off just before she would be disqualified, holding her hands up innocently as Bayley falls to the mat, coughing and rubbing her throat as she weakly tries to crawl out of the corner. “Relax, I know the rules.” She taunts, watching Bayley get to the ropes before putting her knee on the back of her neck to **** her, once again cutting it close with a four count.

“I said I know the rules!” She snaps, quickly dragging Bayley away from the ropes and putting her boot on her chest for a smug cover.

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2-Kick Out!

“UGH! 1 2 3! It’s not hard!” Paige screams at the ref as she slaps her hands together three times in a quick manner as he explains that Bayley did get her shoulder up. “If you don’t start counting faster, you’ll be kissing my bum too!” She threatens, before dropping down to the mat and grabbing Bayley’s arms, driving her knee into her back and locking in a Bow and Arrow Stretch.

“C’mon baby girl, tap out! Tap out and get ready to kiss my pasty white arse in front of all your fans!” Paige screams at Bayley, the fans clapping and stomping in rhythm to try and fire the Hugger up. “Shut up! You’ll all be cheering louder when my shorts are down and she’s on her knees!” Paige shouts, sticking her tongue out at the fans as she wrenches back on her hold.

And whether it is the fans or Paige’s threats that fire Bayley up, something seems to as she starts struggling up to her feet, freeing her arms from the painful position Paige had them in and elbowing back at the pale woman’s midsection, sending her staggering backwards. Bayley takes a couple seconds to recover then and charges with an outstretched arm, looking for a clothesline, but Paige is faster, catching it, going under, and hooking her leg for a Paige-Turner that drops Bayley.

“Actually count to three this time you bloody idiot,” Paige growls at the ref, dropping over Bayley and hooking her legs with one arm, groping her fat ass with the other as she goes for a humiliating cover to try and win.

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3–NO! Bayley kicked out somehow!

“WHAT?!!” Paige shrieks, sitting up and looking stunned, holding her head in her hands with her lip quivering as she shakes her head back and forth. It looked like she was about to lose it.