Hey guys! Oh my goodness! Becky's "heel turn" at Summer Slam was so freaking exciting that I couldn't hold back from writing this. And if you're gonna ask me about my opinion of it, I did mention on Twitter that regardless of what WWE does, Becky's actions are pretty much justified. She had a reason to attack Charlotte and to be upset. Anyway, here's Enough of Falling Short and I'm going to make it a two-part or maybe a three-part story. Hope you guys enjoy! :)

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Becky Lynch looked up in complete shock in horror when she saw Charlotte get handed the Smackdown Women's Championship title. Anguish ripped through the Irish woman as she tried to process everything that was going on in front of her.

She turned to Carmella who looked just as horrorstruck as Becky was. This had been like the umpteenth time Charlotte had gotten away with winning a title when she had hardly done much to earn a shot in the first place. Becky on the other hand had to work her ass off, beating multiple women to be able to earn her shot, only be handed the short end of the stick.

The 30-year old lass turned to see Carmella walk away, looking completely infuriated beyond describable words. Becky almost felt a wave of pity for her but her painful jabs of jealously reign over her pity.

She turned back to Charlotte, debating whether to congratulate Charlotte or stay where she was, lying on the mat. She wanted to go up to congratulate her because of their friendship was too good to be true. However, she wanted to stay where she was because she was tired of being handed dust when she had to work twice as hard to earn such an opportunity like this.

In the end, she decided it was best to be a good friend but the thoughts of frustration still lingered acutely in her.

Taking a deep breath, the Irish woman stood up then gave her friend a hug, faking a congratulations smile in the process. However, she felt metal material on her finger tips and the feeling made her smile in her own pleasure. She was touching the Smackdown Women's title, the title that she wanted so desperately to be hers.

The longing became incredibly cogent to Becky, it was enough to consume her at such a profound level. It had been over five-hundred days since she last held a title at all, let alone that very title.

The ginger-haired woman let go of Charlotte, the anger of losing boiled into her but she gave her an acknowledging nod.

"Congratulations," said she, sighing in defeat. "You did it. You won it."

Hearing herself say this to her friend agonized her but this time, she couldn't take it anymore. Becky wanted to be the one to be congratulated, especially by Charlotte, not the other way around. It was too much for the Irish Lass Kicker and she knew that this was her ultimate breaking point.

With a look of vexation, Becky gave a huge slap to Charlotte, causing Charlotte to fall on the mat. What followed was loud cheers and a plethora of clapping in joy.

"You deserve it!" chanted the crowd, more so directed to Charlotte.

The 30-year old Irish lass didn't back down as she viciously attacked Charlotte. The cheers only got louder as Becky continued her actions, her anger greatly fueling her passion even more.

However, Charlotte rolled out of the ring and onto the floor. Becky looked down then eyed the very title she wanted more than anything. The Smackdown Women's Championship.

The Irish Lass Kicker picked up the title, feeling the pleasure of holding it wash over her. It pained her greatly that she wasn't a champion but holding the title instantly led to her imagining herself as the champion. She already was considering herself to potentially be one hell of a champion, being the fighting one.

Becky turned to the stunned Charlotte on the floor, still holding the title up and proud.

"Mine!" she shouted, pointing to the title.

A few moments after, she dropped the title, having a feeling that she wasn't finished with attacking Charlotte.

The ginger-haired lass remembered back in 2016 when she was the one getting turned on. This time, the tables were turned. The more the event hammered in her head, the more it fueled her to continue her assault on her former friend.

Becky sent Charlotte to the barricade, hard. The crowd still cheered proudly for the Irish Lass Kicker. Becky went as far as throwing Charlotte over the announce table but the cheers and the "you deserve it" chants kept going on for her.

Becky just gave a quiet chuckle to herself when she saw that she was satisfied with what she had done. Without another word, she turned to the ramp then walked away. The cheers for her continued as she turned and gave one more smirk to Charlotte before turning away.