Sorry You F*****d Up

Morrigan pushed the door of her own suite open and let it close. Well, it wasn't hers, per se. Rather, it was Brittany's and Morrigan was staying there. All of the running around for the party and the party itself after she had buried the hatchet with Taylor had been exhausting.

Morrigan leaned against the door and looked down. In her hand was a cake that said "Sorry you f****d up" It had been for Taylor if she had lost her match with Adrian but she had won. She hadn't even gotten the chance to see if her girlfriend had won or lost the match but there was no doubt in her mind that Brittany was fighting a chump. There's no way she could possibly lose!

Morrigan smiled as she stepped into the suite. if Brittany was awake, she sure would enjoy this cake. If not, then she could crawl into bed and snuggle against her lover and gently coax her awake for some late night fun before the two of them passed out.

Today had been a great day and she was looking forward to finishing it up with some delicious irony cake and her hot girlfriend!

Brittany was absolutely livid. She had lost the match, her belt, and he sense of restraint. As Morrigan would walk into the suite she would notice a broken lamp on the ground and a broken chair as well a a hole in the wall. It looked as if someone had broken in and got into a huge fight with the owner. However, if Morrigan looked on she would see Brittany sitting against the wall with a bottle of beer in her hand.

Brittany looked over at Morrigan as she entered but didn't say anything as she just finished her beer bottle and tossed it against the far wall. "Well, it looks like someone had a fucking good time tonight." Brittany said as he voice dripped with venom as she looked at Morrigan again. Brittany would then start to stand up but as she did she would fall stumble forward and grab her head in pain before falling back down into a seated position against the wall.

Morrigan raised her eyebrow at Brittany. Of course she'd seen the brunette drunk, but it seemed like Brittany had gone well past buzzed. She looked around the room and carefully set the cake down as she eased into the broken lavish suite.

"Are you talking about me... or you, Lilith?" Morrigan carefully asked. She watched Brittany fail to get up and quickly rushed to stand over her. She had heard the tone in Brittany's voice but it wasn't unusual for the brunette. She was probably just pissed that Morrigan wasn'tthere when she started.

"Ok, so... how badly did you kick her ass?" Morrigan said. "It must have been pretty badly for you to get THIS wasted, Lilith..." In the back of her mind, Morrigan had thought that it was just the opposite but if Brittany lost to that Liberty bitch then... what the hell? It COULDN'T have been a loss!

Brittany saw Morrigan's shadow fall over her and she let out a laugh. "Yeah i kicked the bitches ass good until her fucking metal elbow pad dented my fucking skull." Brittany said as she looked up at Morrigan. "Then when i woke up i had lost and there was a bitch standing over me with a fucking stool on me chest and a stick in her hands. And guess what? That bitch knocked me the fuck out after insulting me."

Brittany then tried to stand up again while pushing Morrigan away but all it resulted in was Brittany falling back down into a seated position with her hand clutching her head. "Now i have to deal with the humiliation of losing my fucking belt to that fucking bitch and i have to deal with even more humiliation as some no name bitch beat me into unconsciousness as the world watched." Brittany said as she looked around and found another beer close by.

"And where were you when i was fucking jumped after i fucking lost?" Brittany said as she cracked open the beer and began to chug it.

Morrigan furrowed her brow as Brittany spoke. Part of her felt like shit for not being there. She was jumped after the match? Morrigan SHOULD have been there. But she had no idea Brittany was going to be jumped. That part of Morrigan made her angry and ashamed for herself for leaving her lover in danger.

But that wasn't the part that came through to Brittany. Morrigan scowled as Brittany tried to get up again and fell back down tot he ground. As Brittany cracked another beer open and started to try and chug it, Morrigan yanked it away and threw it behind her, letting it spill over Brittany and in the luxurious suite's plush carpet.

"It's a fucking hardcore match, Lilith. If you aren't bringing the biggest weapon, you're doing it wrong."

Morrigan turned her head. "I'm sorry you got jumped. I should have been there for that."

She looked back at Brittany. "But the fucking match? You should have handled that bitch! Did you even go tot he infirmary or did you just stumbled back here and start drinking? Jesus Christ, Lilith!"

Brittany scowled as Morrigan took her beer and spilled it all over her and the floor. However what pissed Brittany off more was Morrigan's words. "Of course i fucking came here. Why the fuck would i go to the fucking infirmary. I am not so weak as to be seen in some fucking bed next to the bitch that beat me." Brittany said as she glared at Morrigan.

"And i would have beaten the bitch but she got fucking lucky." Brittany then stood up with help from the wall. "I had the bitch. I had her and i was going to break her." Brittany then clutched her head as the room began to spin. "But she got fucking lucky with that fucking elbow pad. I should have shoved that thing up her fucking ass during our last match."

Brittany would then try to take a step forward but instead of finding solid ground Brittany's leg would give out on her and she would stumble right into Morrigan using her lover as a prop to hold her up with her head resting on Morrigan's shoulder. "It was supposed to be easy. I should have crushed her." Brittany said as a tear would fall from her eyes and hit Morrigan's shoulder. "But i fucking blew it. I always fucking blow it. This is the second fucking belt i lost." Brittany said as she leaned against Morrigan.

Morrigan watched Brittany finally managed to stumble to her feet. She was about to slam her lover against the wall and ream her out for everything she was saying until Brittany did something utterly shocking.

Morrigan's eyes widened when Brittany began to cry. Her cheeks reddened and she turned her face as if it was hard to see.

Morrigan's hands wrapped around Brittany's, one pressing against her back and the other slipping into her short, brunette hair. "Fucking Lilith..." She said in a wavering tone. "Is everyone going to be a crying pussy tonight, geeze." Morrigan sighed heavily and turned her head, gently guiding Brittany's chin up so she could look into the girl's eyes.

"I never expected that you'd feel that way, Lilith." Morrigan said in a gentle tone.

She kissed her lover's lips and then hugged her tightly. "You didn't blow anything, Lilith." She said, trying to comfort her forlorn lover. "Most girls in the league will never even get to sniff gold and you've been swathed in it twice."

Morrigan pulled away. "But shit. Do you have to be so stupid and stubborn!? You need to go get yourself checked out! What if you're seriously hurt?" Morrigan said with a concerned tone.

It may have been because Brittany was drunk or it could be that she may have a concussion but Brittany just seemed to break down in front of Morrigan. When Morrigan's lips touched Brittany's, Brittany just let it happen as it was one of the few good things that had happened to her tonight. "I am fine. I just need to rest." Brittany said as she reached up to wipe the tears away from her eyes.

Brittany then slumped back against the wall as she looked at Morrigan. "I think i may need help to the bed though." Brittany said as it seemed like she could not stand by herself.

"You're not fucking fine, Lilith!" Morrigan growled as Brittany swayed away from her. Morrigan held onto Britanny tightly and held her firmly in place. "I'm taking you to an infirmary to get you looked at. I'll drag you there if I have to, so don't think about saying no." Morrigan said as she muscled her way behind Brittany and grabbed hold of her.

"Ok, she said as she thought about it. "I'll call the medical staff and have them come up here, ok?" She said. "But you're going to get looked at. It's not up for debate. If you were beat up by two different people with weapons and clubs, you could have internal injuries or a concussion."

Morrigan helped Brittany over to the bed and put her on it.

Brittany couldn't resist Morrigan as Morrigan moved behind her and tried to move her. "I don't need to get fucking looked at." Brittany said as Morrigan dragged Brittany over to the bed and placed her on it. "Ha, like those bitches could actually hurt me that bad. I just had a little too much to drink."

Brittany tried to sit up on the bed but as she did her vision began to spin and she fell back down to try and stop her world from spinning so much. "I hate them Morrigan." Brittany said as she lay on the bed looking up at the ceiling. "I hate them all." Brittany said more to no one than Morrigan. "They all looked down on me as i lost that match. The same way they all looked down on me after that little brat stole my Entropy belt. They all think i am a joke." Brittany continued on as she just seemed to get lost in thought while laying on the bed.