Allison Watson Vs. Bonnie Gastin: Rematch!

Allison calmly moved into place while Bonnie rolled over, and without much of any visible effort she gave her a kick to the face with the toe of her boot while she tried to get up, almost as if it was routine.

She gave Mercy a look, tired and weary, that communicated her plight. Having to deal with the constant badgering from the Gastin twins, the invasions at her spa, the demands for a rematch, the tough talking. And now here they were, with nothing at all to show for it.

Bonnie was trying to scramble. Trying hard for it. She managed to rise onto her stomach and get onto her knees before the the all too familiar toe of Allison's boot caught her right in the face.

"...Auuh..." She gave a quiet cry as she was struck, her head whipping backwards until she flopped to the mat, her legs going in the air before they limply fell to the mat, laying sprawled out with her eyes partly crossed, staring up at the lights above.

Mercy caught Allison's eye and frowned. She didn't really trust Allison or believe her entirely but she couldn't deny some of the things between her and the Brit either. She looked down at Bonnie and frowned.

"Bonnie... would you like to forfeit?" She asked, leaning in and looking at the Texan. If it didn't light a fire in her belly, then maybe it would make her see a bit of reason.

Bonnie's chest faintly rose up and down as she lay sprawled out in front of Allison, twitching as Mercy leaned over her, obscuring those bright lights above her as she asked a question that ate horribly at Bonnie's pride.

She wasn't just losing.  She was probably losing worse than before!

"...Y-You stop this fight and I'll kick yer ass..." She mumbled as she panted heavily trying to collect some air back in her lungs, all she needed was just a little time to breathe before she started to rise back up to her knees and then try to get on her feet again.

"I highly doubt that," Allison remarked dryly.

She stepped in toward Bonnie with another kick, this one aimed to swat the girl's leg out from under her as she got to her knees, and this time she put her strength into it. The powerful kick was sure to leave a colorful mark on Bonnie's thigh, and the crowd responded. At this point, they were cheering any action at all.

Bonnie was running out of options. But she'd see Allison gear for another kick, she wasn't too keen on taking that one at all as she shakily got herself up just barely. But with her hands on the mat she pushed herself off and rolled along the mat, narrowing avoiding the kick as she tumbled into some ropes adjacent to their current location.

Flopping against them, panting feverishly as she tried to use the ropes to pull herself up as fast as she could.

Allison quickly recovered from her missed kick, and stood up straight with her hands on her hips. She looked at Bonnie, flopping around like a fish, and shook her head in disgust. The crowd was not shy about it, and boos began to fill the arena.

"Mercy, I'm sorry. I don't know what to do," she said, looking at the pink-haired ref and gesturing toward Bonnie. "I've never had an opponent fail so badly to put up a fight before. It's as if she wants me to... hm." She looked at Bonnie and raised an eyebrow.

Bonnie felt like she was making a fool of herself. Here she was trying to fight smart but all she was doing was looking the opposite. The boos were annoying and Allison once again fired her up as she implied something that made Bonnie's eye twitch.

"OH FUCK YOU!!!!" She screamed, pushing herself off the mat, sprinting at Allison, trying to send a quick kick to her gut before wrapping her arms around her waist, bending her knees and lifting with all she had as she gave a mighty cry. Trying to slam Allison down with a gutwrench Suplex!

Allison watched with amusement as Bonnie charged, hands on her hips, making no more an effort to defend herself than if she were being attacked by a child.

The kick made her grunt and stumble back a step, and then Bonnie's arms were locked around her midsection. She bent her knees but was lifted up all the same, turned in the air, and slammed on the mat. The crowd exploded with cheers while Allison clenched her fists and arched up slightly before working toward getting back to her feet.

Bonnie strained and groaned through the Suplex,managing to pull it off and slam her for foe to the mat where she's lie sprawled out in front of her, panting heavily before her eyes suddenly sprung open.

"....Y-you.... Bitch!" Bonnie growled as she began forcing herself up. "You just stood there! Again!" She shakily stood on her feet and reached for Allison"s hair. "STOP FUCKIN WITH ME!!!" She screamed, trying to lift her knee into Allison's face!