Post by KJE on Sept 4, 2013 20:41:05 GMT -4
August 27th 11:47pm
Everything went great at the super show. More than great. Hell I stepped into the ring against Shione, and put up one hell of a fight. She pushed me to limits I have not been pushed towards in a long time, and it was refreshing. I think losing the title to Stefan Raab was a wake up call, and by god I am awake now. I had defeated opponent after opponent so many times when it mattered, that I got cocky, and I underestimated Stefan even knowing that he had beat me before. I won't let that happen again. It's like the Parker scenario all over again. She too had beat me twice, before I woke up and fought back with more than she could have expected. Only time will tell when I will face Stefan again, but lord knows I will be ready. It wasn't time to dwell on that though. Right now was all about enjoying the win, and what better way to enjoy then spending time with those I enjoy being around? Lester was great company, the LeWinter sisters... well, it depended on the day with them.
When it came to Kia and Violet, their relationship with me was coming a lot slower than I thought it would. It seems like they are trying to find any reason possible to hate me, and what was I doing? Instead of giving them reasons to not hate me... I am adding fuel to the fire in every way possible. It might not be the smartest of plans, but it was all I had. For tonight though, things seemed to be going okay... probably because I was staying as far away from them as possible.
August 28th 1:17pm
Lester and I had been out talking, when someone had knocked into him spilling something all over his shirt. Fucking clumsy ass people. Knowing he was meeting the LeWinter sisters later and heading out to deal with some things I suggested going back to my place to clean up his shirt. He was more than happy to come back. What I didn't count on was everything after that. Like the fact that when I turned around to get his shirt from him I wound up staring at his body. Looking at how built he was, and how he held himself. Sometimes working with men that were so good looking could be a crime. Right now was one of those times. The whole time his shirt was in the wash, and again in the dryer I had to try my best to keep my eyes away from him, and he knew it too. More than once he had caught me looking at him, and not at his face... no, not at all... it was always at that chest... those muscles he worked so hard to get...
“You are doing it again.”
“Oh, am I?” I felt myself blush lightly and I stood up before speaking again. “I think your shirt is done. Might want to get that put back on, right?”
I laughed softly, a nervous laugh before biting down on my lower lip as I turned to walk away. I didn't even notice he had been right behind me until I got into the back room and bent over to get his shirt from the dryer only to hear a whistle. He was playing with me... and I was all for playing the game back with him.
“I think you need to get dressed... otherwise it might be very difficult working with you much longer.”
I tossed his shirt over to him and headed back towards the living room to see the LeWinter sisters walking into my place. I had told them ahead to just walk in, that the door would be unlocked. I didn't mind them walking in at all, but the fact that they seen Lester walking around the corner and into the living room while putting his shirt back on... yeah, if looks could kill I would have been dead on the spot.
“Just what the hell is going on here?”
“What are you talking about?”
Lester hadn't even noticed they had come in, as he had went towards the restroom instead. Kia however had noticed enough and was making it known.
“Don't play stupid with me Evans. Just what exactly were you and Lester doing?”
I sighed and leaned against the wall before replying.
“Can you keep a secret?”
Before she could answer Violet answered for her.
“Yes, she can.”
“Good. So can I.”
I smirked as I watched Kia get even more pissed then she had already been. Violet seemed to have been ready to laugh, but quickly changed her mind and scowled instead. My smile just continued to grow however. As Lester entered the room, nothing was being said... it was obvious there was tension in the room, and from the smile on my face, he could tell I had thrown gasoline on an open fire.
“I won't even ask what happened. Thanks for everything Kay. I'll talk to you again later. “
I nodded and kept my smile as I walked towards the door and opened it to let them out. As the sisters left he stopped to speak to me.
“Do I even want to know?”
“Let's just say I encouraged them to believe what they were thinking was true. You can ask them the rest.”
He smiled and tried not to laugh.
“What am I going to do with you?”
“Good question. I wonder that all the time.”
I winked and watched as he went and headed off after the LeWinter sisters. I stuck my head out and watched him walk away just long enough before closing the door and heading into my room. Damn I could get myself into some real trouble with him if I only tried. Sometimes it was a real shame to respect and admire someone so much. His fiance should be so lucky.
August 29th 5:33pm
I had been spending the day doing a few errands, and while out I had gotten a phone call I had not expected at all. I mean, I should have expected it... it made sense after all. I mean, I am on Overdrive all the time anyway to support Lester, so it made the most sense to ask me if I would like to be in a match there. I was all too happy to accept it. Wrestling on Overdrive. Now I could say I had done it all. At least in that small aspect. Funny how the small things in life were good enough to make one smile. Small goals lead towards getting the bigger goals complete.
I had figured since I was going to be heading to Overdrive, maybe, just maybe I would be facing someone I had never faced before. I found out moments later that I was going to be facing Amy Zing instead. Interesting. This was something I was going to be thinking about over the next week for sure. I had plenty knowledge about her, both current and previous, and now, I was going to be stepping into the ring with her once again. Hopefully I was as lucky as I had been when we faced on Meltdown. One could hope right? I sure as hell was hoping so, now, it was time to see if it came true.
August 30th 11:58pm
It was late in the evening, and I was unable to fall asleep. So much was going on in my mind, so sleep wasn't coming easy now a day. I found myself going onto twitter just to find an interaction with Lester, about a stalker ex of mine. I couldn't help but to laugh. It must have been something if he was saying it was stalker-ish. What happened next I wasn't really expecting... but I should have, right? I mean any time Jason thought someone was talking about him he was going to reply to it, and of course this was no different. The whole interaction hold me a lot about Lester in the end.
I had no idea how people could be so wrong about him. He was far from the bad guy people pegged him out to be. Then again, maybe I was just getting to know the real Lester behind the scenes. I could see why his fiance wanted to be with him so much. He was so concerned, worried about me, and how everything was going to be between us, instead of worrying about himself. He had nothing to worry about. If there was one thing he would come to know about me, it was that I rarely let other people come between me and what I wanted. When I wanted something bad enough, I got it. Always. This was not going to be any different.
Just as always, I had to add a little touch of me into the conversation on twitter. Sure it would piss Jason off, but I wasn't worried about that. I was just being me. Anyway, Lester was the one who brought it into play. Sure he just wanted to make sure nothing was going to be awkward between us after everything that was going on with Jason on twitter. Then he had to mention how he admired my body. Well shit... I sure as hell admired his too... and he knew it. Knew it before, and even more so now. Sure everything was platonic, but that didn't mean anything. I made that known too, when I went and offered to give him a massage... and I would so do it any time.
Just after offering it, my mind went elsewhere. I couldn't pay attention to twitter anymore. Instead my mind was thinking about massaging oil onto his body. Thinking about my hands sliding along his muscles, feeling every inch of his body on a professional level. I would be lying if I said my mind was staying professional though. Instead it was going off in every different direction. Thank god that I could keep it all under control when in front of him.
September 4th 6:27pm.
If I were to say I had been working my ass off training all week, it would be a flat out lie. I have been relaxing, enjoying my time, and preparing for the future. Business always came first, that wasn't a problem with me... it was just a matter of which part of business was more important. Sure I had my opponent to worry about, but that didn't mean anything. Not this week. I have enough knowledge to get through this match and onto the next with a win under my belt. I was sounding pretty cocky in my own head when I think about it. It wasn't such a bad thing right? It was good to be a little cocky... it built confidence.
Confidence was something I lacked at times. Hard to believe right? It was true though. Confidence and I just didn't seem to get along. Sometimes I had it in spades, and at other times, I had little to none. Sure, it happened right? Obviously it did because that Is exactly how things were with me. Sometimes I could just look at an opponent and I was extremely confident about what I would do in the ring, and what I was up against. There were other times I would look at an opponent and go into a panic not knowing what the hell I would be able to do in order to win. It stopped being about wins even, and started being about survival.
Survival is something everyone can understand. After everything I have been through in life, it was something that I made a vow to do. After having cancer, beating it, and once again getting and beating it.. I could say that I was a survivor. I AM a survivor. I don't try to lie and claim I am something that I am not. I am not the best there is, and I am not even at my best right now. I never was able to get back up to par. It's been almost three years since I first got cancer, and I haven't been the same since. When your body has been put through the treatments mine have been through, you become weak, and have to build everything back up from scratch. It's not easy. I was so weak that I was unable to do things for myself, I had to depend on others to do things for me... and that was the worst feeling in the world. I would up getting divorced over it. It's a position I didn't like being in, and I refused to stay in any longer. That is why my confidence is so low. Slowly but surely, it's building back up.
I was down and out of action. I had to push myself through all the pain and force myself to get stronger. No one will really know how that feels. I have become independent. I rely on no one but me. So when I hear of people saying that I have only gotten somewhere in my career because of others, it gets to me. If they only knew of the things I have dealt with in my life. They don't though. I have always been the type to try and make sure I keep my personal life to myself, and for the most part I have done it without a problem. It seems like the only problem happens to lay where my love life is concerned, or what they think it is. Sometimes people pay attention to the smallest of things.
One thing that Jason, and the rest of the population have, is that they look for anything to talk about. It doesn't matter if there is truth or anything behind it, as long as they can talk about something. People like that feed off of attention. If they are getting none, they find something to pick on, to get reactions from others. Anyone can think I am many of things, but the bottom line is the only opinion that matters is my own. I have never let the opinion of others get me down to the point that I couldn't move on, and I won't start now.
That doesn't really seem to be an issue when it comes to Amy Zing though does it? I mean hell... she respects and admires me. I have no idea why. I don't recall to have ever done anything to give her a reason to think so highly of me. I can't blame her though. There is something I can blame her for though...
“Amy, Amy, Amy. Looks like we are meeting again. Funny how things work out right? I mean, You left Meltdown, and heading to Overdrive. I left and headed to Asylum, yet here we are coming face to face once more to battle and see where it leads. You know, I never had a problem with you before Zing. If anything you were like that little fan that everyone always has and depending on the person, deals with. You have become more than just the little fan girl to me now though Zing. I don't even think you have realized it, but you have pissed me off a little. I am sure you're wondering how, and I can easily answer that for you.
You see, a few months ago, you started running your mouth. No surprise right? I mean hell, you did so on Meltdown, so why not on Overdrive? The issue I have is the fact that you were running your mouth about Lester, and that just don't sit right with me. Now think about this Zing.... You made yourself look like a fool. Sure you might not have seen it, but everyone else would have.
You know, back on Meltdown, you were hungry for gold... and you made it known. You went for Logan week after week, and said you wanted a title shot.. and then what happens when you get to Overdrive? The same fucking thing. Now though, you are trying to come for Lester. I hate to break it to you Zing, but you're not on his league. If I can beat you, Lester sure as hell can.
What in the blue hell were you thinking Zing? Lester is one of the, if not the TOP wrestler in all of APW, I don't care what anyone else has to say about it... and you think you can just say you want and shot at the gold and get it? You're fucking hilarious. It doesn't matter what someone does with the title while they are holding it... the fact is, he was the one who won the title, not you... and it will never be you. Not anytime soon. It's funny to me how you sit there and admire me, but hate on Lester. Why? Because he disgraced the title? What about what I did while holding the women's title in ACW? Have you forgotten that the moment I won the title, I tried to vacate it? I just wanted to win it to say I could... and I wanted to throw it away as if it was nothing. Not only that but I went and handed it in at a casino in Vegas as collateral, knowing very well I could have lost it completely? Yet all Lester did was tossed it on the mat. Go fucking figure.
It makes me wonder about your admiration for me Amy. Is it admiration, or more? I am starting to think it's a hell of a lot more. Kinda makes me a little worried about stepping into the ring with you again. Don't you worry your little heart out, it's not from fear. I would never truly fear you Amy. After all, what is there to fear? Nothing at all comes to mind. Sure the fact that you are currently holding gold doesn't mean a damn thing to me. Trust, if I had things my way I would take it from you just to say I could. After all you worked your ass off to get it didn't you? For your sake, you should pray that Overdrive is not my home, because otherwise I would make it my goal to take it away from you.
This has nothing to do with us Amy, nothing at all. It has everything to do with that mouth of yours and how much you love to run it. The gods have looked down on me and given me a blessing. They have given me a chance to make you pay for trying to slander Lester's name. I say try because a nobody can't really slander someone as great as he. I am going to make sure you know that before you speak, you need to think. Everything you say and do has consequences in life, and its about time you paid for the words you spoke back in July.
You have seen first hand what happens to people that piss me off Zing, and I promise you, that you're high on that list. Your time might just be numbered kid. If there is one thing I will not tolerate, it is someone running their mouth about myself, or anyone in The Synndicate. They are my family now... whether I love them or hate them means nothing... I won't let anyone run their mouths and get away with it. Hopefully you can understand that Zing. Protecting my family has always been something that I have done well, and I don't plan to start failing now.”
I wasn't even thinking of what I was saying. Didn't even think about the way I had been treated by the LeWinter sisters, nor how I have treated them. Didn't even care knowing that they would wind up finding out what I had said, knowing I actually did give a damn. Sure I loved to play with fire, but when everything was said and done, even if they had not yet welcomed me, they were my family. There wasn't anything I wouldn't do to make sure any member in The Synndicate wasn't harmed.
“I hate that things have had to come to this Amy. I always thought it was kind of cool having someone who admired me so much.. but now... I feel nothing of it. It does make it better for me with you having done all this though... having called out the champ... it has given me that fire that I haven't had before when in the ring with you. Last time you and I met in the ring, I just wanted to beat you to say I could. After all, I had only faced you once before that and I hadn't walked out the victor, but that all changed on Meltdown. I proved that I can beat you. That was when I was okay with you. That was before you lit this fire that I am harboring. I sure as hell hope you have something strong to extinguish it with, because if not it will consume you.
When you step into the ring against me at Overdrive, I am going to make sure you never forget what happens when you run your mouth about Lester, or anyone else I care about for that matter. I promise you that your loss to me wasn't just a one time thing. It will happen again, and it will happen on Overdrive. I am coming to your home, and I am making my mark. I sure as hell hope you're prepared for it, because I am not going to stop once I start. I will be laying on everything I have. When that bell rings, anything Is game. You should be happy that everything doesn't go, because if it did you would be going through a lot more hell than I plan to put you through.
I would love nothing more than to teach you a lesson Zing, and when I come to Overdrive, I plan to do just that. I am going to make sure you know that everything in your life is not Amy Zing, and if it was before, it never will be again. Your life is going to get a little touch of hell this week, and I promise that once you get a taste of what I am really made of, you will never forget it. Never more will you be thinking of how much you admire me, instead you will be thinking of the hatred you have for me. I will make you feel what you have never felt before. No match in your life will ever compare.
I hoe you're ready Princess, because your world is about to get thrown upside down. I am glad I can be the one to do it. See you soon.”
Everything went great at the super show. More than great. Hell I stepped into the ring against Shione, and put up one hell of a fight. She pushed me to limits I have not been pushed towards in a long time, and it was refreshing. I think losing the title to Stefan Raab was a wake up call, and by god I am awake now. I had defeated opponent after opponent so many times when it mattered, that I got cocky, and I underestimated Stefan even knowing that he had beat me before. I won't let that happen again. It's like the Parker scenario all over again. She too had beat me twice, before I woke up and fought back with more than she could have expected. Only time will tell when I will face Stefan again, but lord knows I will be ready. It wasn't time to dwell on that though. Right now was all about enjoying the win, and what better way to enjoy then spending time with those I enjoy being around? Lester was great company, the LeWinter sisters... well, it depended on the day with them.
When it came to Kia and Violet, their relationship with me was coming a lot slower than I thought it would. It seems like they are trying to find any reason possible to hate me, and what was I doing? Instead of giving them reasons to not hate me... I am adding fuel to the fire in every way possible. It might not be the smartest of plans, but it was all I had. For tonight though, things seemed to be going okay... probably because I was staying as far away from them as possible.
August 28th 1:17pm
Lester and I had been out talking, when someone had knocked into him spilling something all over his shirt. Fucking clumsy ass people. Knowing he was meeting the LeWinter sisters later and heading out to deal with some things I suggested going back to my place to clean up his shirt. He was more than happy to come back. What I didn't count on was everything after that. Like the fact that when I turned around to get his shirt from him I wound up staring at his body. Looking at how built he was, and how he held himself. Sometimes working with men that were so good looking could be a crime. Right now was one of those times. The whole time his shirt was in the wash, and again in the dryer I had to try my best to keep my eyes away from him, and he knew it too. More than once he had caught me looking at him, and not at his face... no, not at all... it was always at that chest... those muscles he worked so hard to get...
“You are doing it again.”
“Oh, am I?” I felt myself blush lightly and I stood up before speaking again. “I think your shirt is done. Might want to get that put back on, right?”
I laughed softly, a nervous laugh before biting down on my lower lip as I turned to walk away. I didn't even notice he had been right behind me until I got into the back room and bent over to get his shirt from the dryer only to hear a whistle. He was playing with me... and I was all for playing the game back with him.
“I think you need to get dressed... otherwise it might be very difficult working with you much longer.”
I tossed his shirt over to him and headed back towards the living room to see the LeWinter sisters walking into my place. I had told them ahead to just walk in, that the door would be unlocked. I didn't mind them walking in at all, but the fact that they seen Lester walking around the corner and into the living room while putting his shirt back on... yeah, if looks could kill I would have been dead on the spot.
“Just what the hell is going on here?”
“What are you talking about?”
Lester hadn't even noticed they had come in, as he had went towards the restroom instead. Kia however had noticed enough and was making it known.
“Don't play stupid with me Evans. Just what exactly were you and Lester doing?”
I sighed and leaned against the wall before replying.
“Can you keep a secret?”
Before she could answer Violet answered for her.
“Yes, she can.”
“Good. So can I.”
I smirked as I watched Kia get even more pissed then she had already been. Violet seemed to have been ready to laugh, but quickly changed her mind and scowled instead. My smile just continued to grow however. As Lester entered the room, nothing was being said... it was obvious there was tension in the room, and from the smile on my face, he could tell I had thrown gasoline on an open fire.
“I won't even ask what happened. Thanks for everything Kay. I'll talk to you again later. “
I nodded and kept my smile as I walked towards the door and opened it to let them out. As the sisters left he stopped to speak to me.
“Do I even want to know?”
“Let's just say I encouraged them to believe what they were thinking was true. You can ask them the rest.”
He smiled and tried not to laugh.
“What am I going to do with you?”
“Good question. I wonder that all the time.”
I winked and watched as he went and headed off after the LeWinter sisters. I stuck my head out and watched him walk away just long enough before closing the door and heading into my room. Damn I could get myself into some real trouble with him if I only tried. Sometimes it was a real shame to respect and admire someone so much. His fiance should be so lucky.
August 29th 5:33pm
I had been spending the day doing a few errands, and while out I had gotten a phone call I had not expected at all. I mean, I should have expected it... it made sense after all. I mean, I am on Overdrive all the time anyway to support Lester, so it made the most sense to ask me if I would like to be in a match there. I was all too happy to accept it. Wrestling on Overdrive. Now I could say I had done it all. At least in that small aspect. Funny how the small things in life were good enough to make one smile. Small goals lead towards getting the bigger goals complete.
I had figured since I was going to be heading to Overdrive, maybe, just maybe I would be facing someone I had never faced before. I found out moments later that I was going to be facing Amy Zing instead. Interesting. This was something I was going to be thinking about over the next week for sure. I had plenty knowledge about her, both current and previous, and now, I was going to be stepping into the ring with her once again. Hopefully I was as lucky as I had been when we faced on Meltdown. One could hope right? I sure as hell was hoping so, now, it was time to see if it came true.
August 30th 11:58pm
It was late in the evening, and I was unable to fall asleep. So much was going on in my mind, so sleep wasn't coming easy now a day. I found myself going onto twitter just to find an interaction with Lester, about a stalker ex of mine. I couldn't help but to laugh. It must have been something if he was saying it was stalker-ish. What happened next I wasn't really expecting... but I should have, right? I mean any time Jason thought someone was talking about him he was going to reply to it, and of course this was no different. The whole interaction hold me a lot about Lester in the end.
I had no idea how people could be so wrong about him. He was far from the bad guy people pegged him out to be. Then again, maybe I was just getting to know the real Lester behind the scenes. I could see why his fiance wanted to be with him so much. He was so concerned, worried about me, and how everything was going to be between us, instead of worrying about himself. He had nothing to worry about. If there was one thing he would come to know about me, it was that I rarely let other people come between me and what I wanted. When I wanted something bad enough, I got it. Always. This was not going to be any different.
Just as always, I had to add a little touch of me into the conversation on twitter. Sure it would piss Jason off, but I wasn't worried about that. I was just being me. Anyway, Lester was the one who brought it into play. Sure he just wanted to make sure nothing was going to be awkward between us after everything that was going on with Jason on twitter. Then he had to mention how he admired my body. Well shit... I sure as hell admired his too... and he knew it. Knew it before, and even more so now. Sure everything was platonic, but that didn't mean anything. I made that known too, when I went and offered to give him a massage... and I would so do it any time.
Just after offering it, my mind went elsewhere. I couldn't pay attention to twitter anymore. Instead my mind was thinking about massaging oil onto his body. Thinking about my hands sliding along his muscles, feeling every inch of his body on a professional level. I would be lying if I said my mind was staying professional though. Instead it was going off in every different direction. Thank god that I could keep it all under control when in front of him.
September 4th 6:27pm.
If I were to say I had been working my ass off training all week, it would be a flat out lie. I have been relaxing, enjoying my time, and preparing for the future. Business always came first, that wasn't a problem with me... it was just a matter of which part of business was more important. Sure I had my opponent to worry about, but that didn't mean anything. Not this week. I have enough knowledge to get through this match and onto the next with a win under my belt. I was sounding pretty cocky in my own head when I think about it. It wasn't such a bad thing right? It was good to be a little cocky... it built confidence.
Confidence was something I lacked at times. Hard to believe right? It was true though. Confidence and I just didn't seem to get along. Sometimes I had it in spades, and at other times, I had little to none. Sure, it happened right? Obviously it did because that Is exactly how things were with me. Sometimes I could just look at an opponent and I was extremely confident about what I would do in the ring, and what I was up against. There were other times I would look at an opponent and go into a panic not knowing what the hell I would be able to do in order to win. It stopped being about wins even, and started being about survival.
Survival is something everyone can understand. After everything I have been through in life, it was something that I made a vow to do. After having cancer, beating it, and once again getting and beating it.. I could say that I was a survivor. I AM a survivor. I don't try to lie and claim I am something that I am not. I am not the best there is, and I am not even at my best right now. I never was able to get back up to par. It's been almost three years since I first got cancer, and I haven't been the same since. When your body has been put through the treatments mine have been through, you become weak, and have to build everything back up from scratch. It's not easy. I was so weak that I was unable to do things for myself, I had to depend on others to do things for me... and that was the worst feeling in the world. I would up getting divorced over it. It's a position I didn't like being in, and I refused to stay in any longer. That is why my confidence is so low. Slowly but surely, it's building back up.
I was down and out of action. I had to push myself through all the pain and force myself to get stronger. No one will really know how that feels. I have become independent. I rely on no one but me. So when I hear of people saying that I have only gotten somewhere in my career because of others, it gets to me. If they only knew of the things I have dealt with in my life. They don't though. I have always been the type to try and make sure I keep my personal life to myself, and for the most part I have done it without a problem. It seems like the only problem happens to lay where my love life is concerned, or what they think it is. Sometimes people pay attention to the smallest of things.
One thing that Jason, and the rest of the population have, is that they look for anything to talk about. It doesn't matter if there is truth or anything behind it, as long as they can talk about something. People like that feed off of attention. If they are getting none, they find something to pick on, to get reactions from others. Anyone can think I am many of things, but the bottom line is the only opinion that matters is my own. I have never let the opinion of others get me down to the point that I couldn't move on, and I won't start now.
That doesn't really seem to be an issue when it comes to Amy Zing though does it? I mean hell... she respects and admires me. I have no idea why. I don't recall to have ever done anything to give her a reason to think so highly of me. I can't blame her though. There is something I can blame her for though...
“Amy, Amy, Amy. Looks like we are meeting again. Funny how things work out right? I mean, You left Meltdown, and heading to Overdrive. I left and headed to Asylum, yet here we are coming face to face once more to battle and see where it leads. You know, I never had a problem with you before Zing. If anything you were like that little fan that everyone always has and depending on the person, deals with. You have become more than just the little fan girl to me now though Zing. I don't even think you have realized it, but you have pissed me off a little. I am sure you're wondering how, and I can easily answer that for you.
You see, a few months ago, you started running your mouth. No surprise right? I mean hell, you did so on Meltdown, so why not on Overdrive? The issue I have is the fact that you were running your mouth about Lester, and that just don't sit right with me. Now think about this Zing.... You made yourself look like a fool. Sure you might not have seen it, but everyone else would have.
You know, back on Meltdown, you were hungry for gold... and you made it known. You went for Logan week after week, and said you wanted a title shot.. and then what happens when you get to Overdrive? The same fucking thing. Now though, you are trying to come for Lester. I hate to break it to you Zing, but you're not on his league. If I can beat you, Lester sure as hell can.
What in the blue hell were you thinking Zing? Lester is one of the, if not the TOP wrestler in all of APW, I don't care what anyone else has to say about it... and you think you can just say you want and shot at the gold and get it? You're fucking hilarious. It doesn't matter what someone does with the title while they are holding it... the fact is, he was the one who won the title, not you... and it will never be you. Not anytime soon. It's funny to me how you sit there and admire me, but hate on Lester. Why? Because he disgraced the title? What about what I did while holding the women's title in ACW? Have you forgotten that the moment I won the title, I tried to vacate it? I just wanted to win it to say I could... and I wanted to throw it away as if it was nothing. Not only that but I went and handed it in at a casino in Vegas as collateral, knowing very well I could have lost it completely? Yet all Lester did was tossed it on the mat. Go fucking figure.
It makes me wonder about your admiration for me Amy. Is it admiration, or more? I am starting to think it's a hell of a lot more. Kinda makes me a little worried about stepping into the ring with you again. Don't you worry your little heart out, it's not from fear. I would never truly fear you Amy. After all, what is there to fear? Nothing at all comes to mind. Sure the fact that you are currently holding gold doesn't mean a damn thing to me. Trust, if I had things my way I would take it from you just to say I could. After all you worked your ass off to get it didn't you? For your sake, you should pray that Overdrive is not my home, because otherwise I would make it my goal to take it away from you.
This has nothing to do with us Amy, nothing at all. It has everything to do with that mouth of yours and how much you love to run it. The gods have looked down on me and given me a blessing. They have given me a chance to make you pay for trying to slander Lester's name. I say try because a nobody can't really slander someone as great as he. I am going to make sure you know that before you speak, you need to think. Everything you say and do has consequences in life, and its about time you paid for the words you spoke back in July.
You have seen first hand what happens to people that piss me off Zing, and I promise you, that you're high on that list. Your time might just be numbered kid. If there is one thing I will not tolerate, it is someone running their mouth about myself, or anyone in The Synndicate. They are my family now... whether I love them or hate them means nothing... I won't let anyone run their mouths and get away with it. Hopefully you can understand that Zing. Protecting my family has always been something that I have done well, and I don't plan to start failing now.”
I wasn't even thinking of what I was saying. Didn't even think about the way I had been treated by the LeWinter sisters, nor how I have treated them. Didn't even care knowing that they would wind up finding out what I had said, knowing I actually did give a damn. Sure I loved to play with fire, but when everything was said and done, even if they had not yet welcomed me, they were my family. There wasn't anything I wouldn't do to make sure any member in The Synndicate wasn't harmed.
“I hate that things have had to come to this Amy. I always thought it was kind of cool having someone who admired me so much.. but now... I feel nothing of it. It does make it better for me with you having done all this though... having called out the champ... it has given me that fire that I haven't had before when in the ring with you. Last time you and I met in the ring, I just wanted to beat you to say I could. After all, I had only faced you once before that and I hadn't walked out the victor, but that all changed on Meltdown. I proved that I can beat you. That was when I was okay with you. That was before you lit this fire that I am harboring. I sure as hell hope you have something strong to extinguish it with, because if not it will consume you.
When you step into the ring against me at Overdrive, I am going to make sure you never forget what happens when you run your mouth about Lester, or anyone else I care about for that matter. I promise you that your loss to me wasn't just a one time thing. It will happen again, and it will happen on Overdrive. I am coming to your home, and I am making my mark. I sure as hell hope you're prepared for it, because I am not going to stop once I start. I will be laying on everything I have. When that bell rings, anything Is game. You should be happy that everything doesn't go, because if it did you would be going through a lot more hell than I plan to put you through.
I would love nothing more than to teach you a lesson Zing, and when I come to Overdrive, I plan to do just that. I am going to make sure you know that everything in your life is not Amy Zing, and if it was before, it never will be again. Your life is going to get a little touch of hell this week, and I promise that once you get a taste of what I am really made of, you will never forget it. Never more will you be thinking of how much you admire me, instead you will be thinking of the hatred you have for me. I will make you feel what you have never felt before. No match in your life will ever compare.
I hoe you're ready Princess, because your world is about to get thrown upside down. I am glad I can be the one to do it. See you soon.”
