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"You bitch!"
Stacy ignored the shouted insult, instead glad for the presence of mind she'd had to grab Miss Jackie's ankle, tripping her. As she'd been leaving the locker room, the other blonde had blindsided her by punching her in the back. The leggy diva had fallen to the floor, pain wracking her slim form. She'd seen the other girl about to strike again, and that was when she'd acted.
"Don't you ever touch me again!" Stacy shouted as she scrambled to her feet. Furious, she reached for her bag, but the busty blonde was up already - and attacking her yet again.
The tall diva let out a cry as Jackie grabbed her by a handful of her long hair. She gingerly twisted around just enough to strike. She swung out with her elbow, catching Miss Jackie in the ribs.
The shorter woman let out a gust of breath, a snarl following as she lunged at Stacy again.
The leggy blonde leapt out of the way just in time - and Jackie ended up running into the small row of lockers instead of her. She collapsed in a heap to the floor, near Stacy's feet.
Slightly shaken but beyond angry, the tall blonde finally retrieved her bag and headed for the door. However, she'd made the mistake of once again turning her back on the incorrigible Miss Jackie - who once again charged after her despite her collision with the lockers.
Stacy let out a short scream as she fell crashing through the now open door of the women's locker room. Miss Jackie had hurled herself at her, and the two blonde women landed, entangled, on the arena hallway floor.
Stacy tried her best to protect her face as the irrational young woman tried to claw at it. On top of this, Jackie was still going for her hair, which had come free of its ponytail due to all the rough treatment. Stacy let out a snarl as she tried to grab some of Jackie's hair, then managed to somehow clock the other woman in the nose.
"Get off of me, you psycho!" she screamed, laying her right hand out at the furious blonde again. She felt Jackie go slightly limp above her and managed to attempt wriggling away.
"What did I tell you?!" her nemesis shouted, holding her in place a second later. "You fuck this up for me, and I'll fuck *you* up!" Miss Jackie continued to pummel Stacy in the face, the leggy blonde shrieking and thrashing her long legs.
"Hey!" The shourt barely registered in the tall diva's mind as Miss Jackie was suddenly snatched up and off her. Likewise, a pair of strong hands pulled Stacy up as well. She turned and looked up into the handsome but concerned face of Randy.
Jackie, meanwhile, was in the strong grip of Dave Batista, the big, burly man restraining her more than aptly. The furious blonde was struggling like mad in his arms, limbs and long hair flailing as she shouted more obscenities.
"This isn't over!" Miss Jackie yelled as Randy began to lead Stacy out of the area. He'd grabbed her bag as well, as she'd dropped it in the fracas.
A chill raced up the leggy blonde's spine as she listened to the
other woman's shrill threats. It wasn't that the other diva hated
her that scared her - more than anyone could hate her *that* much...