Smackdown Women's Champion Becky Lynch found herself in her locker room a few days removed from her first ever encounter with Natalya in a match so brutal, so humiliating, Dildo on a Pole. That particular match made her a better Champion and truly proved Natalya wrong. She wasn't a weak Champion, but a proud and strong one. She beat Nattie in her own game, what more was there to prove?
She then heard a knock on her locker room door and called to step inside. To her unpleasant surprise, it was the same women she beat at Backlash, her nemesis, Natalya.
"Nattie, what do you want?" Becky asked with an unpleasant look on her face.
"Becky, listen I know I said some pretty awful things to you these past few days, but please know that I didn't mean any of them. Youre not a weak Champion, You're probably the best Womens Champion WWE ever had."
Becky wasn't buying it. She felt that Nattie was Lying with all this sweet talk just to strike again. She knew Nattie had this hatred towards her but she couldn't find a reason why. Why did Nattie hated her so much?
"Why should I believe you, Natalya?" She asked.
"Well, I feel like I'm a nobody here. I hardly get opportunities. You, and other women here have been Champions more than once in 2 years, while I've only been Champion once in 10 years. How do you think that makes me feel"?
Those words really penetrated Becky Lynch really hard. What Natalya just said, was pure honesty and truth. Natalya didn't get the recognition she deserved. She truly deserved to be Champion, just like everyone else.
"I feel frustrated, unappreciated for all I have done and yes, and I'm a little jealous of you but I'm just playing that mean and frustrated character on TV, but I know that it's also getting to me here, backstage with you and a few other girls."
Becky's emotions and thoughts about Nattie being there suddenly changed.
"Nattie, what have I done to you personally for you to hate me"?
She stared into Natalya's eyes. Nattie stared back not blinking. She then grabbed to Becky's hands and spoke
"I don't hate you Becky, I've never had, in fact, I like you. I like you more than you can imagine." Said Nattie.
Becky felt confused, unable to think clearly for what Nattie was saying.
"If you don't hate me, then why in the blue hell did you came up with that dildo on a pole match in the first place? You really wanted me to humiliate you in front of the entire world?"
Natalya was getting to her, yet again. But was she wrong? Was she too blind to see what really was happening there?
"You don't get it, do you Becky"? Natalya asked with her hands tighter to Becky's, getting closer and closer.
"I wanted to prove a point not only to you and the entire world, but also to me. I wanted to see that kinky side of you and I. When you agreed to go against me in that match, I knew you were a kinky girl, as kinky as me or probably more."
All that fog around Becky's eyes was suddenly disappearing. Even though the things Natalya said, somewhat didn't make sense to her, she did understand that playing around with a dildo, with a women really amused her. She literally enjoyed it and wasn't quite sure why.
"I really enjoyed that match, that same match where I beat you to keep my Championship." Becky finally spoke.
"Let's do it again, Becky." Natalya said.
"You want a rematch? Girl, just say it and I'll give it to you." Said Becky.
Natalya didn't say a word. She kept quiet for a couple of seconds which made the anticipation and moment much intense.
"I don't mean in the ring, in front of the entire world." Natalya said.
Natalya's lips got closer and closer to Becky's until they both met in a passionate kiss.
Becky Lynch was left in shock after responding to Natalya's unexpected kiss.
"Think about it, please." Natalya said before leaving the locker room and leaving Becky in a much confusing state than she already was.
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"The following women match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, she is the WWE Smackdown Women's Champion, Becky Lynch!"
Becky Lynch did her usual entrance to the ring for her scheduled match against Carmella later that night. Carmella who was holding on to her Money in the Bank Briefcase, was so far from thinking about cashing it in any time soon.
The match progressed as the announcing team detailed and reviewed the previous encounter Becky Lynch had with Natalya. They said how Embarrassing it might have been for Nattie having to suck on a rubber dildo in front of 10 thousand people, saying how great Becky did in her first ever Dildo on a Pole match.
Becky didn't really cared for the match, she was going to win anyway. All she thought and cared about was the proposal Nattie made to her backstage, where no one was present and had no idea about. Natalya was all in her head. She wanted to say yes, but somewhere inside her mind, there was this doubt. She was scared of how things could turn out. She wasn't into Natalya, was she? She liked her as a competitor, as a friend, maybe? But as a Women? It seemed that there wasn't an answer for that.
After Becky returned to her locker room after her victory against Carmella, she noticed her phone had a few notifications. Her personal twitter account, 1 missed call from her best friend, Charlotte and a text message from Natalya. Strange, since she couldn't remember giving her number to her. She opened up the text and read:
"I mean everything that I said earlier. Please consider and accept my proposal. I'll give you 24 hours to decide.
Looking forward hearing from you, Love, Nattie."
Becky closed the message after reading it 10 times. She still couldn't believe what she got herself into. Nattie was at it again, but this time it felt different. There wasn't any competition going on. No name calling, no feud to fight upon. This time it was much personal; A need and a desire from both parts. Becky admitted to herself that.
Becky walked around her looker room with her phone on hand thinking and thinking about what she was going to do. She loved taking chances and challenging herself every single time. But was this really a challenge? Why couldn't she just say she wanted this much as Natalya?
