Post by Melissa on Mar 17, 2017 0:07:41 GMT
Well, that didn’t go to plan…
As I sit here in my hotel room, sore and disappointed after the match earlier tonight, I can’t help but feel that we were robbed.
Not because we lost, I can accept defeat. No, because we lost because the team that wasn’t even meant to be there took a pin! This was supposed to be our night, our title match. But that just couldn’t be, could it? The leadership had to go and change it. They had to push their agenda onto us, and for what?
So their useless I-10 meatheads could cost Sarah and I our shot?
Thanks guys, well done. You made us jump through the hurdle to earn our shot and then you all but snatched it back away from us again. It was a pointless affair and, all in all, the most disappointing match of the night in my view.
So there you have it, Locke and Keyes are still your FScoeity Tag Team Champions, and the match showed what an utter shambles the division is. Did the girls dominate the match? No. Did the best team win? Sorry, but absolutely not. Credit where it’s due, they were humble about their win. But that doesn’t change the fact that this should have been our shot, our night.
And this makes me wonder what’s next? Do Sarah and I regroup and try again? Is there any point, or will the company’s “leadership” (and hell, I use that term very loosely) just randomly invent some new obstacle? I wouldn’t be surprised…
Or do I attempt my next challenge? Perhaps a shot at a singles title? I don’t know. Well, at least with this announcement of a break for the company, I suppose I have a chance to think on that. But it’s something I need to think deeply on. Especially if I am to team with Sarah going forward. She has a lot to learn still, and her attitude sometimes still rubs me the wrong way.
I guess I’ll wait and see what the next show brings me.
It’s funny, if you’d asked me a year ago whether I’d be working in a top wrestling company, competing for a chance at one of their titles and, not brag or anything, be one of the most popular stars on the roster, I’d have probably laughed at you.
Add in the fact I joined a band (finally picking music back up after so long) and even made me acting debut in the TV show Hexx, I’d have positively labelled you insane. But that was my year, my first back after injury and that long hiatus.
And I’m grateful. I’m grateful for the opportunities I’ve had, even though it’s been hard work to get a lot of them. But moreover, I’m grateful to the people who stuck by me, who helped me and who have been friends to me.
Today I’d like to talk about in one particular; Kenzi Grey. I think it says a lot about someone when you don’t realise, not off the top of your head at least, how much they do or have done for you. That’s not to say I take her for granted by any means, but the fact remains that there are times when I could easily forget just how much she’s done.
We didn’t get off to a flying start, either. I recall meeting her and listening to her tell me about her run ins with the law. She then became friends with my friends and it was only later that we befriended each other directly. There were times when she was jealous of me, envied me, maybe even tried to worship me. But over time she has realised I’m just a girl, same as her, and I make mistakes.
More than that, though, she has - for a long time now - been there to pick me up.
I can’t always agree with her, or what she does, but at the end of the day Kenzi is my friend, and that means a lot to me. So it’s probably no surprise that earlier this week I found myself chatting to her. The subject? A lack of attention directed toward me.
I know, I know, it sounds vain. I don’t mean it to. It’s not that I want people chasing after me 24/7 or anything. I guess after Luke...I just want to be noticed sometimes. Kenz says I’m intimidating, that my personality makes me seem almost elusive and that maybe people get a tad starstruck around me. Maybe that’s true, I don’t know, but for whatever reason, there was no interest there.
Kenzi told me that only a few months ago, my confidence had been awe inspiring. She told me in no uncertain terms that I needed to simply regain that and the rest would fall into place. She even went so far as to post pics of me, get people chatting to or about me. And it was nice. It was sweet.
Best of all, it worked. I got people saying hello, I got chatting to new people and getting to know them. And it was nice. It was really nice. I felt like my old self again. I felt confident enough to post a swimwear pic on Friday. I’ve never had so many likes before. Easily double what I usually get and, as far as I can recall, the most I’ve ever seen anyone in my line of work get.
That and the number of views my promos get (because, yeah, once again my Cold Dawn one was the most viewed…) is a reminder that I am popular. My friends and my fans do care about what I do. I guess it’s like a shot in the arm, high dosage liquid confidence, you know?
And now today I’m smiling again. I feel good, better than I have in quite a while. Kenzi was happy to hear it, though she insisted I never should have felt down to start with. She said I was never off my feet, I just forgot how to take the steps. She might be right, though a lot of what happened to me was outside of my control, but it’s pointless to wallow in that now.
Hell, not even having a fool question my sexuality then accuse me of being no good in relationships with men was enough to dampen my mood.
In fairness though, it’s not all down to Kenzi. Part of my improved mood is down to a young lady - one of the people I met recently, someone who shows Kenzi was right to kick me up the ass. I won’t name names, but suffice to say that spending time with her has proven to be a valuable, highly rewarding thing to do.
In fact, we ended up spending the whole of the first day we met together. Then she stayed (on the couch - alone, don’t go making rumours here) and we spent the next day together too, culminating in going to a gig where I played with my band, Guilty Pleasure, and then drinks with her and a certain fireman after. That doesn’t happen with just anyone and part of me thinks maybe...maybe something could work. But after Luke the other part of my is scared. Terrified, honestly.
Either way, I can’t decide that today.
So what’s my point? Despite my fears about a relationship and how many thousands of ways that could all go wrong, I’ve felt an upturn in my life. Yeah, it’s early and yeah I’ve been let down before. But I dunno. I really like her. Maybe, just maybe…this could be the real thing?
I need to think on this, it's a lot to take in. But when I am with her I just feel so alive. When I see her smile, it warms me, her touch melts me. I just...god I think about the idea of not seeing her for a day and I feel saddened by it. Could this be...no...it's too early to tell.
Either way, no matter what happens there, I’ve met some really amazing new friends. And it’s all thanks to Kenzi.
A short drive further into LA’s east brought Melissa and her new girlfriend, Cynthia, to the finest Gelato bar (at least as far as Melissa was concerned) on the west coast. Exiting the vehicle, Melissa’s smile was unbreakable, and Cynthia seemed somewhere between amused and concerned by the sheer excitement of the girl.
Inside, the pair found themselves staring into a glass cabinet full of choices. Cynthia, new to this whole gelato thing, seemed legitimately taken aback by the sheer vastness of the choices; whilst Melissa, not at all new to the gelato thing, was (as usual) stuck between about ten different choices.
“I’m thinking chocolate fondant,” Melissa said, though nobody had asked. “Hmmm...or, no, wait, choc chip is always good. Whoa, there’s a white choc chip? Or tiramisu?!” She turned, noticing that Cynthia was no longer looking at the food and was instead simply giggling at her. “What’s so funny?”
“I don’t know what is cuter? The fact that you think it’s funny I didn’t know what this stuff was, or the fact that even though you do, you still can’t decide” Cynthia pointed out to Melissa. “That chocolate one over there does look pretty good though.” Cynthia shrugs not yet seeing the big deal of gelatos still, but if Mel wanted them then so did she.
“Alright, we’ll go with that.” Mel stood upright, looking at the man behind the bar. “You know, let’s just start with something basic for the gelato rookie here? The chocolate one, please.”
The man obliged and handed over a small container with two scoops of the frozen, chocolatey goodness. Mel smirked as she took two spoons and headed over to a table, her smile turned toward Cynthia as the attractive young lady moved to join her soon after. “Okay, newbie gets the first spoonful, I think.”
“Newbie? Yeah, newbie to the wonderful world of over price ice cream.” Cynthia smirked. “Because down south it was just gelato stores as far as the eye could see!” Cynthia said, just before she puts a spoonful of the chocolate gelato in her mouth. In that instant, something close to an epiphany hit her and her face turned from playful to joy as she now knew why Melissa liked it so much. “Holy hell woman! You didn’t tell me it was gonna be that good? Why have I never had any of this sooner," she exclaimed as she took another spoonful.
“What was that? Overpriced?” Melissa nudged Cynthia. “Hey, I think I’ve seen you make that face before…” Winking, she giggled and took a mouthful of her own. “Oh god...so good. Better with you here. Even more betterer with a chance to prove you wrong, too!”
“Yes, because God forbid we just get the Mel who want’s to take her girl out for something nice. No, we get the Mel who also get’s to be right.” Cynthia shook her head and playfully rolled her eyes. “And as for the face, you could see it a lot more if you keep buying me this high priced ice cream!" Cynthia smirked as she took another spoonful, this time playing with her tongue on the spoon to attempt to tease, Melissa.
“The uh…” Melissa found herself watching Cynthia’s tongue and shook her head, looking to regain her focus. “The ‘ice cream’ is worth every cent. Plus, I thought you were paying, treating your new girlfriend to her favourite dessert? Or are you a dirt poor rookie after all?” She giggled, watching Cynthia’s reaction.
“So, so many starving comedians out there and I find yet another one.” Cynthia bit her bottom lip, nodding her head, clearly annoyed by Mel’s comment. “I do not know how many more times I have to say it! I have money, woman! I have the money to take you out. You just have this dominant gene that you won’t let go of.” Cynthia took another spoonful of the gelato. “But I guess that’s what I get for dating my elder!” Cynthia smirked and let out a slight chuckle.
“Eld-” She giggled. “Well, I suppose you’re not wrong, youngling. But seriously, this is nice. Us two and gelato. It’s been a great week and I just wanted to thank you for it. You even put up with my fear of making things public and everything, and it all means so much to me.”
“I seriously don’t know how many times I have to tell you to stop thanking me for wanting to be around you. You are funny, smart, easy to talk to and damn sexy with those beautiful eyes.” Cynthia's face turned to a happy smile. “Public, not public it doesn’t matter to me really. I have been able to spend an amazing week with an amazing woman and that is what matters to me.”
Melissa couldn’t help but grin. “You’re right. But this is exactly what I am talking about.” She fixed another scoop of gelato, stopping smiling just long enough to slip it into her mouth. “I mean, the way you compliment me, the way you just support me, the way you look and smile at me...I feel so alive around you. I feel so great and that...that is what is scary. But I look at you and I know, despite my fears, I know that I can trust you. I just feel it. In my mind I tell myself that you are the real deal. And truth is that ever since I met you I’ve just been addicted to you. I just can’t get enough. So I have made a decision and I wanted you to know...”
“I wish I could sit here and tell you that I could take away all the bad, and all the wrongs that have been done to you that stop you from just being the loving, caring person that I have seen.” Cynthia tried to hide the smile as he cheeks blushed up to a bright red. “But I can’t, those are scars that i’ll never be able to cover up for you. But what I want you to know is that past, it isn’t me. I want to be your present and damn sure your future!” Cynthia tried to hold back a tear as she got emotional, thinking of the hurt Melissa had felt before her. “But a decision? About what?” Cynthia asked as her voice cracks just a bit.
“I want people to know about us. I want to be open about what we have. I'm not sure how I'll tell them yet, but I don't want to hide it anymore…”
Not even trying to contain the smile now, Cynthia wiped her eyes and peered in at Melissa. “I don’t want to hide it either! I want to scream it from the rooftops! I wanna shout it to the world! Watch!” Cynthia turned to the man serving gelato behind the counter. “Hey fancy ice cream guy. See her?” Cynthia pointed her thumb in Melissa’s direction. “Yeah, she’s my girlfriend! YEAH!” Cynthia turns back towards Melissa and smirks as she wink’s her eye.
“Oh wow!” Melissa laughed, her cheeks reddening. “You're such a goof. Although, well, it's definitely part of your charm. It's why I'm starting to...anyway, point is I'm excited about ‘us' babe.”
“Well, clearly I have shown how excited I am about ‘us’ also,” Cynthia said with a grin. “And yeah, i’m starting to...well...you too. Just remember though babe, slow and steady have won the race too.”
“I know, I know. And you’re right.” Knowing Cyn’s likely reaction, Melissa smirked. “Yes, I said you’re right.” She leaned over, kissing Cyn on her cheek. “Now shut up and eat your ‘overpriced ice cream’.”
Melissa stood beside a television, which displayed an image of her upcoming match vs Aiden Morrow and Ryan Callaghan.
"There are times in your professional career where you are given a match that both fills you with excitement and a tinge of dismay. This is one such time."
She sighed, pointing at the screen.
"My next match pits Sarah and I, the Blood Reavers as we are know known, against the team of Ryan Callaghan...and my friend Aiden Morrow. Now I know, I’ve fought a friend recently in the form of Kenzie Rydell. But no disrespect to her, and as much as she is a great friend to me, I have known Aiden longer and we are close. Aiden is a guy who has, at various times, been there for me when I needed someone. Equally, too, I have been there in times when he needed me. We’ve been through thick and thin, good and bad together.
"Bottom line? He is one of my best friends."
Melissa smiles as she looks at his picture.
"To be given a fight against him is daunting. Not just because of my feeling toward him, either, but because he is a gifted athlete with an outstanding resume despite his lack of experience comparative to most.
"But nevertheless, business is business. Aiden knows it and he damn sure appreciates that I know it too. So whilst we are friends, we both know what the other can do. I expect him to bring his A-game, and he will expect me to bring mine. No matter the outcome, I know that Aiden and I will walk into the show as friends and will talk out as friends."
She turned to looking at Ryan.
"Ryan, I am far less familiar with. And what complicates it is the additional factors of it being a tag match. Sarah and I may have started out rocky, but we have sorted that out now. Ryan, however, equally dislikes Aiden as much as he does Sarah. I almost feel bad for Aiden, but this is a weakness I cannot ignore.
"A fracture like that, in any tag team, is always going to be costly. A fracture like that in a team I am facing will be a weakness that I must exploit. End of the day, guys, Sarah and I are only growing stronger as a team with each match, with each training session. As good as you may be individually, you’re not fighting us one-on-one. If you can’t get on the same page then you’re done before we even start."
The graphic on the screen shows Aiden and Ryan drifting apart, with Sarah and Melissa moved to be between them.
"And that’s what it comes down to. We are the better, more organised and more complete team in this match. I am more experienced than both of you combined. I am more decorated than both of you combined. And with the addition of Sarah by my side, there is no chance that you two can best us.
"At Cold Dawn we should have won the gold, but the higher ups did what they could to stop us. We have the taste, though, and we are committed to taking this road. The first step is coming this weekend and with it comes our first obstacle. Boys, you are in our way and unfortunately I cannot abide that. The Blood Reavers are about to take the tag division by storm, and you two will be the next tick in our win column."
