Camila Cabello vs. Bebe Rexha

(Words:Empire / Results: Lookout!)

“Bebe is the type that will do just about anything for attention, but given her terrible record and overall lack of talent, I can kind of get it. Honestly she didn’t have to attack me after a bout a few years back. I’d have gladly laced them back up then and there to kick her bloated ass. Tonight I’ll give her the beating she wanted so badly and remind everyone of how dangerous I can be” states a confident Camila. “She’s got a lot to say for a girl who’s hovering a bit below .500. Yeah, I jumped her, mostly because I don’t like her. Camila’s a quitter and a crybaby. Look at how badly she got whipped by Victoria, Jade, and Jeanette. All you have to do is get in close and break that little girl down. Tonight, I’ll make her beg for mercy” responds a confident Bebe Rexha. Bebe heads out first, escorted by longtime Cabello foil Ariana Grande. Rexha slowly disrobes to reveal a tight purple bikini top and perhaps the highest cut trunks allowed in the league with white gloves and boots. Bebe opts to keep her short blonde hair loose, framing her face. Rexha is in fantastic shape, curves on display as she awaits her foe. Camila comes out next, escorted by Jaime Pressly and Kate Hudson. The Havana songstress disrobes to reveal a white top with matching trunks, gloves, and boots with her hair swept back in a ponytail. During the pre-fight instructions Bebe eagerly bumps Camila backwards when asked to touch gloves leading to a near brawl as the official struggles to restore order.

R1:  Songstresses rush out of their corners to meet mid-ring, both eager to make a statement as they trade jabs off raised guards. Cabello is the first to land a shot as a right grazes Bebe’s forehead, brunette eagerly rushing forward, she hurls a follow up left hook to the body that the blonde eats as she snares her arm beneath her right and swivels Camila’s head with a hook of her own. Blonde looking to load up as she pulls her girl in bringing the ref storming in with a warning. Once action resumes Bebe has her girl on the run as she easily deflects Cabello’s jabs as she pursues her along the perimeter. Eventually Rexha is able to corner her girl, feinting a left jab to turn her into the turnbuckles before blasting her in the mouth with a pair of hateful right hooks, sending tremors through Cabello’s legs as she’s trapped in the neutral corner. Camila is forced to cover up earmuff as Bebe blasts away at her body with dynamite right hands, brutal leather numbing Latina curves as the bell sounds to end the first.

R2: The tenacious blonde flies out of her corner like a bat out of hell, hoping to maintain the momentum as she slams her startled foe back into the Empire corner just as her seconds were exiting. Rexha slams a brutal right hook through Cabello’s hastily prepared guard that detonates on her jaw and turns her legs to jello. Brunette lolling, stunned as the blonde shifts focus to her exposed core. Bebe leans in forehead to forehead, shoveling right hooks and uppercuts into Camila’s belly and breasts as she uses her left to block any resistance. The crowd is roaring as Bebe puts on a clinic in brutality, refusing to give her girl any space as she pounds her body into pudding. Brunette crying out in agony, eyes welling with tears as she’s lathered with a storm of throbbing body torment, legs giving way as her arms go limp. Blonde feels her girl faltering, flexing as she launches Cabello’s arms upright and slams a right uppercut off her exposed chin that hurls the little songstress up a few inches as her arms come to a rest over the top strands. Rexha flying forward as the ref bodies her backwards. Camila is in terrible shape as she slinks down the ropes, taking a seat with her back against the cables as the ref moves forward to count. The brunette shows signs of life as she snares the second strand at four, legs trembling as she gets to a knee at seven…. Bebe bellowing, raising her mitts as the bell sounds…. But the round is over! Rexha denied the knockout as the count was at eight before the clock hits three. Blonde charging forward to attack her girl as the official desperately tries to wall her off. However, this buys Jaime Pressly the precious seconds necessary to extract her girl back to the Empire corner. As she regains her senses, Camila is urged to box and use her legs rather than slug as she’s lucky to have gone this long with Bebe inside. Rexha swears up a storm from across the ring, refusing to sit on her stool as she stares daggers at her somehow still conscious foe.

R3:  Camila nodding her head emphatically as she leaves the Empire corner, keeping her left high as she hurls out jabs to prevent Bebe from charging her way back inside. Latina using her jab and footwork to keep Rexha at a distance, pelting shots off her raised guard as the blonde tries to spin her way inside, deflecting her counter jabs before dipping to spank quick shots off her flanks and pivot her way back to the outside. Bebe snarling and growling as she gradually gives in to her frustration, feinting to her left to get her girl off balance before slamming a right hook into Cabello’s ribs bringing her stumbling forward. Rexha follows up with a pair of lefts that slam off the brunette’s guard, as the songstress reaches forward to clinch. Blonde’s eyes light up as she eagerly herds her wounded foe to the ropes, hoping to punish her even worse than she did in the second. Bebe starts hurling leather with reckless abandon, shots overloaded with power, but lacking much if any accuracy as Camila bobs and weaves her way out of harm as she leans against the ropes. Brunette weathers the storm well, and as Rexha begins to tire, she hurls a hateful right uppercut to the belly that brings the buxom brawler lurching forward. Cabello’s eyes glistening with hatred as she slams an elbow into the blonde’s mouth to prevent her from clinching, and a follow up left jab that snaps her head back. Bebe’s stunned, covering up earmuff and stooping forward as Cabello punishes her from the ropes! Luckily for Rexha the bell sounds to end the round as the brunette finally shows a little fight through three.

R4: Bebe’s hurt, Camila’s busted up, neither girl wanting this one to go the distance as they meet mid-ring. Cabello takes the initiative as she bobs and weaves around Rexha’s jabs, hurling a left hook that slams off her guard and sends the blonde retreating to her left. Brunette in pursuit, she ducks beneath a left jab and butts her forehead into Bebe’s chest. Blonde snarling as she’s forced to give ground, howling as her voluptuous derriere is pressed against the cables. Cabello investing in her girls body, pounding snapping hooks off her toned core as Rexha covers up earmuff. Bebe hating it, twisting along the ropes as she seeks to retreat, gritting her teeth as she lifts her right and twists the thumb of her mitt into Camila’s eye as the brunette cries out, incensed by the blonde’s foul. Camila refusing to retreat as her eye closes, instead opting for a foul of her own as she thuds a pair of quick hooks off Bebe’s trunks bringing the buxom blonde stumbling forward for a clinch. Cabello overcome with rage and KO lust as she pivots to her right, leaving the blonde vulnerable to a hellacious left uppercut that sends her mouthpiece flying into the first row. Rexha out on her feet, staggering backwards as she collapses on her rear and leans against the ropes. The official bodies back a screaming Camila and rushes back to check on Bebe, opting to call the bout without counting as the blonde babbles incoherently. KO 4 Camila Cabello!

Camila leaping into the arms of her seconds, elated as she gets a desperately needed win. Cabello looks over at her battered foe, stopping herself from walking to the opposing corner as Bebe comes around. Blonde desperately trying to get off her stool and reach her foe. “You got lucky. I had you. This isn’t effing over.” Rexha’s seconds struggling to restrain her as she’s literally dragged from the ring. It appears the drama between these two talented young women is just getting started.