Post by KJE on Sept 18, 2013 20:20:17 GMT -4
After my match, I ran back into my locker room. I was disgusted. So much had just happened but before I could even grasp that I had to wash my lips off. Getting to the sink I turned the hot water on and let it run until it got as hot as it could. Shoving my hand under the water I pulled back quickly as it burned but forced myself to put my hand back in again and bent over splashing the water onto my face, and scrubbed my lips as much as I could. My stomach hurt, I was going to be sick. I could feel it. The next thing I knew I was holding my hair back as the little I did have in my stomach decided to reappear. I was pissed that I hadn't ate anything more recently, because it wasn't long before the dry heaving started. That was the worst feeling in the world.
I kicked the door shut fast when I heard Lester and the LeWinter sisters walking in. I didn't need them to see any of this. I could hear them talking. They were talking about what had just happened after the match. I could hear them rather clearly. It wasn't something I wanted to talk about right now. Lester made the right choice by walking away, at the same time I was almost sure he wasn't happy with me staying in the ring instead of leaving when he asked either. That was too bad, but it was something he would have to deal with. He would get used to it. When I am with a team, I work as a team. I was in the ring when they came out, I wasn't leaving because trouble came along.
I sat back and rested my head against the wall. My mind was everywhere right now. What had just happened in the ring, and the fact that I stood by Lester's side... yet Kane always said I was never there for him. Funny how people didn't understand. I have never been the type to run down and help people when I wasn't already there to begin with... I damn sure wasn't able to start now. This was different... I was there already... and …. and..
...and what? What did I do? I stood there after he was attacked.
The door opened and Lester was standing there. I didn't even realize I jumped up and hugged him until it was too late. I stepped back and looked at him, before looking away rather quickly.
“I'm sorry... about what happened out there. You were attacked, and I did nothing to help, I stood there and watched..”
“Don't worry about it. You should have left the ring. You could have been attacked too..”
“I guess she is alive still.”
Ah yes, Kia was making her presence well known. One of these days I would prove to her she could trust me. That I was there for them, with them... not against them. I guess what happened in the ring didn't help things at all though.
Lester stepped back and I moved to the sink, the water was still running. Changing the water temperature I splashed my face and rinsed my mouth before turning the water off and finally making my way out of the bathroom and back into the room with the rest of them. I could feel all eyes on me before I even looked up, that's when I heard Violet.
“Are you intentionally ignoring us?”
“Huh? No, sorry, what?”
“See, she hasn't listened to a word any of us has even said.”
With everything that was going through my head right now, the last thing I needed was snarky comments coming from Kia, not now.
“Look, why don't you have Johnny Rebel stand there and try to shove his tongue down your throat and then watch as someone you give a damn about gets attacked then walk away like everything is honky fucking dory.”
I wasn't the only one who caught Lester trying not to laugh, but I didn't make a big deal out of it either. When he got that look from the other two I rolled my eyes as he held his hands up.
“Oh no. This is between you three. You have to learn to get along.”
He was right... but I was going to kill him for saying it out loud.
“I still feel sick to my stomach... and finding out that my opponent this week is the same person that made me feel this way...”
I sat there at the cafe table twirling my newly blonde locks around my finger. My food was in front of me left untouched and even with my current company... I wasn't happy.
“I really hope that he keeps his boner in check while in the ring.”
“Really Lester? I would rather not think about that factor at all..”
He didn't laugh, not at all. That made me feel better. He knew how much this was affecting me, at least somewhat. I still had no idea where his head was at with everything. I mean it's one thing for Felipe to spring all this on him out of no where... but after what happened in the ring... Lester wasn't a stupid man, not by a long shot... however, like myself, he wouldn't be pass doing whatever he needed at times to make sure he was set.
“Sorry, he just pissed me off so bad with that. It was the last thing I was expecting honestly.”
“How? He sees a picture of you and pops out of his pants. What make's you think he wouldn't want to get his hands on you?”
“Well let me see... how about the fact that him and every other man who I won't look at goes around assuming I sleep with everyone under the fucking sun? I am sure if we ever have a falling out you will wind up saying it too. Story of my life honestly. A girl can't be a flirt, and not open her legs to every guy she talks to. It gets old honestly. It hurts more when...”
I stopped myself. Was I really trying to have a 'girl talk' with Lester? What in the hell was I thinking? There were just some things I didn't talk to men about... this was one of them.
“...Yeah, I think I need to start working on warming the LeWinter sisters up to me more.”
“That doesn't look like it's going to be easy. I swear, every time I turn around you three are becoming more irritated with one another rather then growing closer.”
“That might be true. I will admit I haven't really tried, but I don't think they are trying either Lester. I mean... If I walked away this very second they would be grateful. They think just as little of me as Johnny Rebel does. At least he gets excited when I am around!”
Lester raised a brow and I wondered why for a second, but then it hit me.
“Oh god... Please tell me I didn't just say that..”
“You did.”
“Jesus, I need to think of something else, and quick. I think I might be sick again..”
If I am going to be a big deal, I need to feel like I am one. Moving into a new place was easy, but finding the right one… well, that was easy too, it just fell into my lap. Sure, with it just being me I didn’t need anything too big, but it was either go big, or go home… and well, big is now everything. Bigger is better. Four bedroom’s, 5 full baths plus a half bath, kitchen, living room, laundry room, the works were all there. It was perfect. Sure everyone thought I was crazy to purchase the place seeing as it cost $59,000,000, but money isn’t a factor.
“Welcome home Miss Evans.“
The limousine door opened and I stepped out being greeted by the doorman. I gave a half smile and a tip before walking off without a second glance while he went and unloaded the bags from the trunk so they could be brought up to my place. It might sound cold, but I was loving the fact that my parents had passed away when I was young. I was loving that everything was left too me, and I loved the interest that grew on the money sitting in the bank. I truly was set for life, even with me spending the way I currently am. It just went to show, if you worked your whole life, and made the right choices with your money, anything was possible.
I pressed the button as I entered the elevator, and put my key into the slot to give access to the level requested. As the doors opened again I stepped out and looked around at my place…. MY PLACE. I headed towards the couch and spun around once more before falling onto the cushion.
“Now this is the life I was meant to be living.“
Woof.
Popping out of my purse I looked over at my newest companion, the only man who deserved to be in my life, Jack, my little terrier. I laughed softly watching as he tried to jump out of the purse but tripped up.
“Oh you. Come on Jack, once they bring everything up here momma will get you all set.“
As if on queue the elevator doors opened again and someone stepped in with a cart full of the bags I had left in the trunk of the limousine. Standing up I picked Jack up into my hand and grabbed a leash from off the hook on the wall. Heading over towards the man standing there I handed over Jack to him instead of the tip he was waiting for.
“Take Jack for his walk, when you come back something will be waiting for you.“
I watched him stand there for a moment in silence before he ‘Yes Ma’am’ ed me. With a flick of the wrist I shooed him away so I could get started on what needed to be done… calling someone to hang up everything in the bags. Well that, and dealing with business.
“Johnny fucking Rebel. As if I wasn't put through enough having to face you last week... I have been put into the ring with you once more. This is punishment. I am being punished here... what for, I don't know. It's quite possibly because I am the best female on the roster, and they are just putting me through every test they can now to show it. I might have fucked up last week, but I can't... I won't let that happen again. I am not going to make up any excuses for losing. It happened. That's the end of it on my end.
What won't happen, is you putting your hands or lips on me as if I am a piece of meat. I am not one of those sleazy bitches you went to the strip club and found last week. I am not one of the trashy hoes that you have dated in your past. I am a respectable female, and sooner or later you're all going to realize that. Not just you Rebel... but every fucking male in the business... in the arena... the world. Just like any person... I went and used what god gave me in life to my advantage. Sure, everyone wants to believe all the wrong things, but that isn't the way I am referring to. I was a model growing up and from that I was scouted and offered more than one shot at being a playboy centerfold. Of course I took it. I didn't sleep my way to it, I got it from my looks. This here... I haven't slept my way towards where I am in the business. I have earned everything I was given. I worked my way through the ranks just like everyone else here has.”
I picked up the phone and dialed for the front desk before asking them to send someone up for me. It might be my place, but I was going to have them doing whatever I damn well pleased for me. Just as I hung up the phone the elevator door opened and the man came in holding Jack.
“There's mommy's baby! Who's a good boy?”
Woof. Woof. Woof.
I took him from the guy before going to the table and grabbing twenty bucks from my purse. Once I pulled it out I held it up in front of me for him to take. Just as he was about to I stopped him.
“Do I look like I am easy to you?”
“Ugh... umm... excuse me?”
“You heard me correctly. Do you think I am easy.”
I stood there and watched him sweat, as he was unsure of what to say. His eyes were trailing my body and stopping at the most inappropriate spots. I raised a brow before giving him a 'well' look waiting for him to answer.
“I am sorry ma'am, I don't think that is a question I should be answering.”
I rolled my eyes and handed him the twenty and watched him walk away. As he stepped into the elevator I waited until the doors were about to shut before I spoke up.
“The correct answer is no. Remember that for next time.”
I shook my head and sat down on the couch, Jack still in my hands, and curling up on my stomach since I decided to slouch down.
“I really don't get it. It's like you can't look good, and be good. Men are wired so.... wrong.”
I said it, and then I started to think about the perfect man.... and my lips curled into a smile. Not all men were wired wrong, some understood, but for how long?
“So Jack, what should Mommy do about what happened last week? Should I just let Johnny think it's okay to move in and think he can be all buddy buddy with Lester again? Should I let him know that I am not stupid, and I damn well know Lester isn't stupid either and we can both see through everything he and Felipe are doing?”
My response was a dog that was rather comfortable and becoming dead to the world.
“Typical male. Even the dogs can't listen. Oh well. You see Johnny, what I noticed, was after the match ended, you were quick to tell Amy to get out of the ring. You knew what was coming. Sure, Lester told me to step out also, but I don't turn my back on my partner, and I never will. You and Felipe tried to play your cards as close to your chest as you could, but something wasn't right. You know, like the fact that when Lester was on his knees trying to catch the air that was knocked out of his fucking lungs with a damn sledge hammer, Felipe jumped in to be the hero as that hammer was being lifted to come down and end Lester's career. Your plan might have worked a little better if I listened to Lester and stepped out of the ring. Maybe if I wasn't right there watching … or if I was knocked out, I wouldn't have seen the look that you and Felipe were given by one of the three losers who had to cover their faces just to come to the ring.
You two planned it. You are playing with fire, and I don't like it... not when the fire is Lester and his career and life. The next time you decide to play with someones life and career on the line, make sure everyone knows of the plan so they don't give it away... because you... you were caught. I damn sure made Lester and the LeWinter sisters re-watched the footage.... over and over again. It was rather clear what was really going on in the end.
I bet that bothers you... doesn't it? Just like Lester moving away from you and Felipe DeLorean when you tried to 'celebrate' in the ring. I was more than happy for him to grab my hand and walk away from you two. You're disgusting. You don't realize that Lester doesn't need you two... it's you both who need him. Lester came to me long ago with a business proposition. He asked me to be apart of The Synndicate. I accepted. You can try your hardest to make him rethink everything but it wont happen.
You might think that I am just doing anything needed at his beckon call, but it's not that way at all. There is so much more going on that everyone doesn't see. When Lester was ready to walk away... sorry, when he walked away from the Championship... handed it over to CJ Gates just to have it handed back... who in the hell do you think talked some sense into him? Who do you think was there for him through it all and pulled him back out of the abyss he was sinking into? I give a hell of a lot more of a damn about Lester and his career than you or Felipe do. All Felipe wants is to be a name that matters again, and that is why you're with him. You are making him matter... but I will be damned if Lester goes down that path again.
This isn't about Lester though... or what happened last week. It's about this week, and the two of us stepping into the ring once more. Maybe this time you can keep your dick down in your pants, and keep your lips away from me. Try to have this be a match like any other you would step into the ring with Rebel. Sure, there is a lot more going on that might make that difficult, but I swear if your lips find mine again I will rip your dick off and toss it in the crowd for some unlucky bitch to use as a dildo. I am pretty sure they might wind up leaving it behind though because you just don't measure up to the right standards. “
I moved Jack off of me and onto the couch cushion before I stood up and headed for the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. Opening the fridge showed nothing much but yogurt, fruit, vegetables and water, sometimes lifestyles were a bitch. I admit it didn't look like much, and probably made anyone who seen it think I never eat, but that wasn't the truth. Why buy so much when I enjoyed my evenings out of the house? Not only that but being on the road often didn't help matters. It just was pointless to buy what would get thrown away. Grabbing the bottle of water I opened it and took a sip while closing the door of the fridge with my foot. Putting the bottle down on the island I leaned forward and my fingers tapped as I spoke.
“How in the hell do I beat you? That is the question I have been asking myself for two weeks now. After thinking I was ready last week.... thinking I was more than ready, I admit I am wondering what exactly I will have to do to keep you down in the ring now. You seen I fight hard. Amy just couldn't keep me down no matter how much she tried... for a while, neither of you could. Sure that went both ways, but now... this week it's just the two of us in the ring. There will be no one there to back either of us up, so it's going to be huge for me. I am going to have to fight harder than I have in a long time to get you down on the mat for a three count. Don't put it past me though. I have ways of picking up wins. I can find the most upright time to take advantage and get a quick pin in before you even know what the hell happened to you.
I sure as hell don't want you to be stupid enough to walk into the ring thinking this match will be nothing. I have put down many of men who thought their shit didn't stink, so you are just another person who is like the rest. I WILL give you a fight. This won't be no easy match for you... nothing about me is easy. You're going to find that out the hard way... this week, I won't be letting you TAKE anything from me. The only way you can get what you want from me... what you really want, is to take it, and that was proved last week... this week, I am going to show you what the fuck happens when you take what I don't want you to have. Get ready Rebel... I am working hard... you had better be too.”
I kicked the door shut fast when I heard Lester and the LeWinter sisters walking in. I didn't need them to see any of this. I could hear them talking. They were talking about what had just happened after the match. I could hear them rather clearly. It wasn't something I wanted to talk about right now. Lester made the right choice by walking away, at the same time I was almost sure he wasn't happy with me staying in the ring instead of leaving when he asked either. That was too bad, but it was something he would have to deal with. He would get used to it. When I am with a team, I work as a team. I was in the ring when they came out, I wasn't leaving because trouble came along.
I sat back and rested my head against the wall. My mind was everywhere right now. What had just happened in the ring, and the fact that I stood by Lester's side... yet Kane always said I was never there for him. Funny how people didn't understand. I have never been the type to run down and help people when I wasn't already there to begin with... I damn sure wasn't able to start now. This was different... I was there already... and …. and..
...and what? What did I do? I stood there after he was attacked.
The door opened and Lester was standing there. I didn't even realize I jumped up and hugged him until it was too late. I stepped back and looked at him, before looking away rather quickly.
“I'm sorry... about what happened out there. You were attacked, and I did nothing to help, I stood there and watched..”
“Don't worry about it. You should have left the ring. You could have been attacked too..”
“I guess she is alive still.”
Ah yes, Kia was making her presence well known. One of these days I would prove to her she could trust me. That I was there for them, with them... not against them. I guess what happened in the ring didn't help things at all though.
Lester stepped back and I moved to the sink, the water was still running. Changing the water temperature I splashed my face and rinsed my mouth before turning the water off and finally making my way out of the bathroom and back into the room with the rest of them. I could feel all eyes on me before I even looked up, that's when I heard Violet.
“Are you intentionally ignoring us?”
“Huh? No, sorry, what?”
“See, she hasn't listened to a word any of us has even said.”
With everything that was going through my head right now, the last thing I needed was snarky comments coming from Kia, not now.
“Look, why don't you have Johnny Rebel stand there and try to shove his tongue down your throat and then watch as someone you give a damn about gets attacked then walk away like everything is honky fucking dory.”
I wasn't the only one who caught Lester trying not to laugh, but I didn't make a big deal out of it either. When he got that look from the other two I rolled my eyes as he held his hands up.
“Oh no. This is between you three. You have to learn to get along.”
He was right... but I was going to kill him for saying it out loud.
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“I still feel sick to my stomach... and finding out that my opponent this week is the same person that made me feel this way...”
I sat there at the cafe table twirling my newly blonde locks around my finger. My food was in front of me left untouched and even with my current company... I wasn't happy.
“I really hope that he keeps his boner in check while in the ring.”
“Really Lester? I would rather not think about that factor at all..”
He didn't laugh, not at all. That made me feel better. He knew how much this was affecting me, at least somewhat. I still had no idea where his head was at with everything. I mean it's one thing for Felipe to spring all this on him out of no where... but after what happened in the ring... Lester wasn't a stupid man, not by a long shot... however, like myself, he wouldn't be pass doing whatever he needed at times to make sure he was set.
“Sorry, he just pissed me off so bad with that. It was the last thing I was expecting honestly.”
“How? He sees a picture of you and pops out of his pants. What make's you think he wouldn't want to get his hands on you?”
“Well let me see... how about the fact that him and every other man who I won't look at goes around assuming I sleep with everyone under the fucking sun? I am sure if we ever have a falling out you will wind up saying it too. Story of my life honestly. A girl can't be a flirt, and not open her legs to every guy she talks to. It gets old honestly. It hurts more when...”
I stopped myself. Was I really trying to have a 'girl talk' with Lester? What in the hell was I thinking? There were just some things I didn't talk to men about... this was one of them.
“...Yeah, I think I need to start working on warming the LeWinter sisters up to me more.”
“That doesn't look like it's going to be easy. I swear, every time I turn around you three are becoming more irritated with one another rather then growing closer.”
“That might be true. I will admit I haven't really tried, but I don't think they are trying either Lester. I mean... If I walked away this very second they would be grateful. They think just as little of me as Johnny Rebel does. At least he gets excited when I am around!”
Lester raised a brow and I wondered why for a second, but then it hit me.
“Oh god... Please tell me I didn't just say that..”
“You did.”
“Jesus, I need to think of something else, and quick. I think I might be sick again..”
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1 Central Park S. New York, Penthouse Condominium, Floors 19-21
If I am going to be a big deal, I need to feel like I am one. Moving into a new place was easy, but finding the right one… well, that was easy too, it just fell into my lap. Sure, with it just being me I didn’t need anything too big, but it was either go big, or go home… and well, big is now everything. Bigger is better. Four bedroom’s, 5 full baths plus a half bath, kitchen, living room, laundry room, the works were all there. It was perfect. Sure everyone thought I was crazy to purchase the place seeing as it cost $59,000,000, but money isn’t a factor.
“Welcome home Miss Evans.“
The limousine door opened and I stepped out being greeted by the doorman. I gave a half smile and a tip before walking off without a second glance while he went and unloaded the bags from the trunk so they could be brought up to my place. It might sound cold, but I was loving the fact that my parents had passed away when I was young. I was loving that everything was left too me, and I loved the interest that grew on the money sitting in the bank. I truly was set for life, even with me spending the way I currently am. It just went to show, if you worked your whole life, and made the right choices with your money, anything was possible.
I pressed the button as I entered the elevator, and put my key into the slot to give access to the level requested. As the doors opened again I stepped out and looked around at my place…. MY PLACE. I headed towards the couch and spun around once more before falling onto the cushion.
“Now this is the life I was meant to be living.“
Woof.
Popping out of my purse I looked over at my newest companion, the only man who deserved to be in my life, Jack, my little terrier. I laughed softly watching as he tried to jump out of the purse but tripped up.
“Oh you. Come on Jack, once they bring everything up here momma will get you all set.“
As if on queue the elevator doors opened again and someone stepped in with a cart full of the bags I had left in the trunk of the limousine. Standing up I picked Jack up into my hand and grabbed a leash from off the hook on the wall. Heading over towards the man standing there I handed over Jack to him instead of the tip he was waiting for.
“Take Jack for his walk, when you come back something will be waiting for you.“
I watched him stand there for a moment in silence before he ‘Yes Ma’am’ ed me. With a flick of the wrist I shooed him away so I could get started on what needed to be done… calling someone to hang up everything in the bags. Well that, and dealing with business.
“Johnny fucking Rebel. As if I wasn't put through enough having to face you last week... I have been put into the ring with you once more. This is punishment. I am being punished here... what for, I don't know. It's quite possibly because I am the best female on the roster, and they are just putting me through every test they can now to show it. I might have fucked up last week, but I can't... I won't let that happen again. I am not going to make up any excuses for losing. It happened. That's the end of it on my end.
What won't happen, is you putting your hands or lips on me as if I am a piece of meat. I am not one of those sleazy bitches you went to the strip club and found last week. I am not one of the trashy hoes that you have dated in your past. I am a respectable female, and sooner or later you're all going to realize that. Not just you Rebel... but every fucking male in the business... in the arena... the world. Just like any person... I went and used what god gave me in life to my advantage. Sure, everyone wants to believe all the wrong things, but that isn't the way I am referring to. I was a model growing up and from that I was scouted and offered more than one shot at being a playboy centerfold. Of course I took it. I didn't sleep my way to it, I got it from my looks. This here... I haven't slept my way towards where I am in the business. I have earned everything I was given. I worked my way through the ranks just like everyone else here has.”
I picked up the phone and dialed for the front desk before asking them to send someone up for me. It might be my place, but I was going to have them doing whatever I damn well pleased for me. Just as I hung up the phone the elevator door opened and the man came in holding Jack.
“There's mommy's baby! Who's a good boy?”
Woof. Woof. Woof.
I took him from the guy before going to the table and grabbing twenty bucks from my purse. Once I pulled it out I held it up in front of me for him to take. Just as he was about to I stopped him.
“Do I look like I am easy to you?”
“Ugh... umm... excuse me?”
“You heard me correctly. Do you think I am easy.”
I stood there and watched him sweat, as he was unsure of what to say. His eyes were trailing my body and stopping at the most inappropriate spots. I raised a brow before giving him a 'well' look waiting for him to answer.
“I am sorry ma'am, I don't think that is a question I should be answering.”
I rolled my eyes and handed him the twenty and watched him walk away. As he stepped into the elevator I waited until the doors were about to shut before I spoke up.
“The correct answer is no. Remember that for next time.”
I shook my head and sat down on the couch, Jack still in my hands, and curling up on my stomach since I decided to slouch down.
“I really don't get it. It's like you can't look good, and be good. Men are wired so.... wrong.”
I said it, and then I started to think about the perfect man.... and my lips curled into a smile. Not all men were wired wrong, some understood, but for how long?
“So Jack, what should Mommy do about what happened last week? Should I just let Johnny think it's okay to move in and think he can be all buddy buddy with Lester again? Should I let him know that I am not stupid, and I damn well know Lester isn't stupid either and we can both see through everything he and Felipe are doing?”
My response was a dog that was rather comfortable and becoming dead to the world.
“Typical male. Even the dogs can't listen. Oh well. You see Johnny, what I noticed, was after the match ended, you were quick to tell Amy to get out of the ring. You knew what was coming. Sure, Lester told me to step out also, but I don't turn my back on my partner, and I never will. You and Felipe tried to play your cards as close to your chest as you could, but something wasn't right. You know, like the fact that when Lester was on his knees trying to catch the air that was knocked out of his fucking lungs with a damn sledge hammer, Felipe jumped in to be the hero as that hammer was being lifted to come down and end Lester's career. Your plan might have worked a little better if I listened to Lester and stepped out of the ring. Maybe if I wasn't right there watching … or if I was knocked out, I wouldn't have seen the look that you and Felipe were given by one of the three losers who had to cover their faces just to come to the ring.
You two planned it. You are playing with fire, and I don't like it... not when the fire is Lester and his career and life. The next time you decide to play with someones life and career on the line, make sure everyone knows of the plan so they don't give it away... because you... you were caught. I damn sure made Lester and the LeWinter sisters re-watched the footage.... over and over again. It was rather clear what was really going on in the end.
I bet that bothers you... doesn't it? Just like Lester moving away from you and Felipe DeLorean when you tried to 'celebrate' in the ring. I was more than happy for him to grab my hand and walk away from you two. You're disgusting. You don't realize that Lester doesn't need you two... it's you both who need him. Lester came to me long ago with a business proposition. He asked me to be apart of The Synndicate. I accepted. You can try your hardest to make him rethink everything but it wont happen.
You might think that I am just doing anything needed at his beckon call, but it's not that way at all. There is so much more going on that everyone doesn't see. When Lester was ready to walk away... sorry, when he walked away from the Championship... handed it over to CJ Gates just to have it handed back... who in the hell do you think talked some sense into him? Who do you think was there for him through it all and pulled him back out of the abyss he was sinking into? I give a hell of a lot more of a damn about Lester and his career than you or Felipe do. All Felipe wants is to be a name that matters again, and that is why you're with him. You are making him matter... but I will be damned if Lester goes down that path again.
This isn't about Lester though... or what happened last week. It's about this week, and the two of us stepping into the ring once more. Maybe this time you can keep your dick down in your pants, and keep your lips away from me. Try to have this be a match like any other you would step into the ring with Rebel. Sure, there is a lot more going on that might make that difficult, but I swear if your lips find mine again I will rip your dick off and toss it in the crowd for some unlucky bitch to use as a dildo. I am pretty sure they might wind up leaving it behind though because you just don't measure up to the right standards. “
I moved Jack off of me and onto the couch cushion before I stood up and headed for the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. Opening the fridge showed nothing much but yogurt, fruit, vegetables and water, sometimes lifestyles were a bitch. I admit it didn't look like much, and probably made anyone who seen it think I never eat, but that wasn't the truth. Why buy so much when I enjoyed my evenings out of the house? Not only that but being on the road often didn't help matters. It just was pointless to buy what would get thrown away. Grabbing the bottle of water I opened it and took a sip while closing the door of the fridge with my foot. Putting the bottle down on the island I leaned forward and my fingers tapped as I spoke.
“How in the hell do I beat you? That is the question I have been asking myself for two weeks now. After thinking I was ready last week.... thinking I was more than ready, I admit I am wondering what exactly I will have to do to keep you down in the ring now. You seen I fight hard. Amy just couldn't keep me down no matter how much she tried... for a while, neither of you could. Sure that went both ways, but now... this week it's just the two of us in the ring. There will be no one there to back either of us up, so it's going to be huge for me. I am going to have to fight harder than I have in a long time to get you down on the mat for a three count. Don't put it past me though. I have ways of picking up wins. I can find the most upright time to take advantage and get a quick pin in before you even know what the hell happened to you.
I sure as hell don't want you to be stupid enough to walk into the ring thinking this match will be nothing. I have put down many of men who thought their shit didn't stink, so you are just another person who is like the rest. I WILL give you a fight. This won't be no easy match for you... nothing about me is easy. You're going to find that out the hard way... this week, I won't be letting you TAKE anything from me. The only way you can get what you want from me... what you really want, is to take it, and that was proved last week... this week, I am going to show you what the fuck happens when you take what I don't want you to have. Get ready Rebel... I am working hard... you had better be too.”
