Post by The Perfect Ten on Dec 4, 2011 17:55:09 GMT -5
“Well fucking hell, that's the last thing I was fucking expecting her to pull.”
Kaylyn was on a rampage. The second she was home she dialed up Heather Miller, a good friend of hers, and started going off... and didn't want to stop it seemed.
“I mean seriously... bringing back someone I despise!? What the fuck... that was low. As if I don't get myself into enough trouble with people, and get them wanting to attack me, she brings one of them back into the business just to annoy the fucking hell out of me.”
She groaned as she plopped down on the sofa and held her back wincing, as she still felt the effects from that Silver Bullet, not once but twice, coursing through her spine. Lifting her legs up to the sofa, and resting them on the arm she went and relaxed back trying to get some what comfortable. While she was silent, Heather took the time to start speaking, before Kay went off on a rant again.
“Kay, you know how Ashley is... or how she usually is. Always the good girl, and she is trying to get you to follow the same path. What you need to do is just step up... set her ass straight, or be ready at all times for anything that might come your way. As for Roy... what was it that came between you two in the first place, because weren't you two cool at one point?”
“Ugh... don't remind me. Remember that Aubrey chick? The one that I had doing my bidding for a while... yeah, she came between us. He had a little crush and decided to go after her, and try to be her knight in shining armor. That put the wedge between us and even though she vanished on him... he still holds me accountable for the actions. Little did he know she begged for everything I did to her. Hell, it was her idea in the first place. She wanted to have someone be her knight in shining armor... and no matter how many times I tried to warn Roy about that.. he didn't want to believe me. It's whatever... I am so over it!”
“You obviously are not over it... if you were.. you wouldn't care right now about him being back..”
“Listen.. the only reason I care is because of his reason for coming back okay. Get that straight right now!”
Kaylyn stated very defensively.
“Whoa.. okay, if you say so Evans. Relax, I am not the bad guy here... remember?”
“Yeah, you're right. My bad. I'm just... Ugh... I want to scream at the top of my lungs right now... but I don't think it will help.”
She stated before sighing.
"Hey Heather, I am going to call you back in a bit... I think I need a nice long shower to relax me.. maybe then I can think straight."
After a goodbye followed, Kaylyn hung up the phone before pushing herself off the couch groaning once more. Stretching her arms over her head, her shirt rose slightly, while she pushed through the pain to stretch her muscles out. Hands falling from over her head came to her waist, grabbing at the hem of her shirt before lifting it up and over her head. Tossing it over her shoulder, she moved towards the bathroom, her black and plum colored bra the only thing covering her upper half for the time being. Opening the door to the bathroom she stepped inside before turning the hot water on and letting it spray onto the floor and walls while she finished undressing. No sooner was she stripped of her attire did she step under the spray of hot water, and pull the curtain closed, enjoying the heat on her body. The steam from the hot water compensating for the fume that was within her from being so fired up. Well... at least slightly. Some of that fume just seemed to be staying with her... possibly because she didn't want to let it go.
Her hands found themselves coming against the wall. Her palms laying onto the cold tile while the hot water continued to coat her back. That right hand lifted to brush through her hair as she lifted her head up to be assaulted from the waters spray, before she sighed contently.
“God damn... I really need to figure this stuff out. It's bad enough when I thought it was only Ashley I had to deal with... now Roy also? I need to do something... figure out a way to get around this. I am smarter than that Jezebel could ever be... and I will prove it. I really hope little Miss Goody Good is ready. She wants to play? I am so ready to play.”
It was a little while before the towel was wrapped around her skin, warming her freshly cooled body, after stepping out of the water. Getting some clothing on was for the best, more so she could warm up than anything else. A pair of pants, shirt, and a hoodie later she was comfortable once more and she laid down on the bed to stretch her back out... but before she knew it she was becoming too relaxed..
Little...
How many hours had gone by before she woke? She had no idea, more so because of the fact that she didn't know when she even went to sleep. All she knew was it was after midnight now, and there was no point in calling Heather back. At least not until morning. Until then, she had things to worry about.. mainly... her opponent for Sunday. Aaron Miles. A very arrogant son of a bitch who she was not looking forward to getting into the ring with... well, besides for when she was going to be pinning him onto the canvas to win the Television Title. Ah... how much she missed having that beauty around her waist.
Her hand went and trailed along her waist as she stretched out on the bed.
“Very soon... and I will have that title again. You can bet your ass on that. These fools who have held the title since WCF returned... god, what is wrong with this company... letting grease balls hold that title. I don't care who held it before me... heck, I know many people have... many who will be Hall of Famers... some that already are... but the second I took that title from Kash back in May... it has been... and will always be MY title. I don't care what anyone else has to say about it. That much is certain. Just as the fact that once I get my hands on the title again... I will not let it go.”
Kaylyn was sure of that much. If and when she got her hands on the TV title... she was not letting it go so easily. She would make sure to keep it around her waist. Mm, photo shoot with just the title alone on... sounds fun. Shaking her head from her thoughts she sat up before letting her bare feet touch ground and pushed off the bed to walk across the room.
“Epitome of Cool? I can not believe that is what he calls himself. He is far from cool anything. He doesn't make my hair blow like the wind. Make my nipples perk, as if a breeze passed by my bare flesh. Make someone do a double take... have people rushing over to talk to him. Hell, no one is wanting to be around him... so... where does his coolness fall into place? In his head? That must be it, because it is oblivious to anyone else.
You see kid... I have been doing this for longer than you have. Much longer here in WCF for sure. I know what these people want to see... I know how to deliver.. and you... well, you're far from being on my level. Hm... I sound a little cocky don't I? And well... that might be a bit true.. however.. after hearing what you have had to say these last few weeks... I have no heart when it comes to you. You're a disgrace to that title.. MY title.. and I am going to fix that. You see... whether little Miss Davis puts her head into my business or not... the same with Mr. Speede... I always get the upper hand in the end.. and that is exactly what is going to happen this Sunday. You had better believe it.”
“You see Miles.. you might think you know something about me... but in reality, you don't know a damn thing. I had an amazing run here in WCF before it shut down for a little while, and I will be damned if you will be the one to slow me down as I am just getting started once more.”
Kaylyn smirked before heading out of the room going to get ready for a long day at the gym. Like she had a choice in the matter seeing as Ashley was asking … rather telling her to be there by five am.
Hours later she was within the gym sitting on an exercise bike, side saddle, not having any interest what so ever in working out this morning. Ashley tapped her high heel covered foot a few times while looking at Kaylyn with her arms crossed. Surprisingly Ashley had dressed down slightly, by wearing a yellow sundress... in the winter... what the hell was she thinking?
“Kaylyn.. are you listening to anything I have been saying to you?”
Kaylyn looked up at Ashley shaking her head, and smirking slightly.
“Actually, I have not listened to a word. Did you want to repeat yourself a few more times? I might actually start hearing you then.”
She was trying to taunt Ashley into a fight, that much was obvious. Ashley however was not falling for it.
“Like I was saying... I don't think you're taking this match with Mr. Aaron Miles seriously. Do you think he became the champion by chance?”
“The better question to ask would be do I care how he got it. The answer.. no. I don't. I don't care how, nor does it matter. He won't be keeping it, that is all that matters to me.
“What makes you so sure that he wont be keeping it? Like I said.. you're taking this as a joke. If you want to continue getting a paycheck I suggest you start taking things seriously instead of doing nothing at all and just thinking things will work out how you hope they will in the end.”
“Blah, blah, blah. Are you done yet? Seriously... the fact of the matter is this. Aaron Miles is nothing. I always have a plan, and so long as you keep your stuck up, goody good ass out of it, I will have no problems at all. Understood?”
Ashley shook her head before stepping closer to Kaylyn, getting right up in her face... well... towering over her. Looking down at her she spoke once more.
“Here's the thing Kaylyn. You're under me now. You can't tell me what I can, and can not do. I will be working alongside you no matter what you try to bring my way. No stunt you pull will be great enough to push me away. I am not one of your little toys that will sit there and follow your every word. You will however start to follow what I say. Now... your match tonight...
You will fight clean.. no cheap shots, and what not. You're better than that. If you don't win, you come harder the next time around.”
Kaylyn laughed softly before pushing off the bike. Standing toe to toe with Ashley she looked up to the other woman.
“Face the facts... Ashley... I will do as I please. I am stepping into the ring with someone who is six inches taller than myself and just over one hundred pounds heavier than me. He is a high flier, who has his strengths and weaknesses. Just like I have my own. His one weakness... is one of my strengths, and I plan to play to my advantages. Do you see what I am saying here? I am a female, and I have no problem using it to my advantage against the men in this business. You had better start remembering that... because I will never forget it.”
Kaylyn stared at Ashley for a moment before stepping to the side and pushing past her. Kaylyn crossed the gym and stopped at a blonde female who was going some floor exercises. Kaylyn smirked before kneeling down and leaning forward to whisper into the other woman's ear while she was sitting up. Pulling back slightly Kaylyn had a smirk on her face, and it stayed there as she reached her hand out.. the other woman taking it, and standing up along with Kay. Kaylyn brushed the females hair back behind her ear, looking into her beautiful blue eyes. Turning towards the door she started walking, with the other woman beside her. Laughing softly she spoke once more to the camera.
“Well Mr. Cool, meet Miss Sizzling Hot... come Sunday, you will be so close to me.. that you are going to melt chicko, and that title... will be mine, after you're nothing but a puddle on the canvas.”
Kaylyn smirked before wrapping her arm around the other woman's waist only to let it drop down to her bottom. Turning her head back she looked at Ashley and winked while giving the other ladies bottom a light squeeze causing her to emit almost a moan. Ashley shook her head before yelling after Kaylyn.
“You know you have a match this evening... you had better make sure to be ready for it.”
Kaylyn laughed before turning her head and walking out the door, not saying another word.
OOC: Not my best, but it's been a bitch of a week. Have a lot going on and can't think straight at all. Good Luck Miles.
Kaylyn was on a rampage. The second she was home she dialed up Heather Miller, a good friend of hers, and started going off... and didn't want to stop it seemed.
“I mean seriously... bringing back someone I despise!? What the fuck... that was low. As if I don't get myself into enough trouble with people, and get them wanting to attack me, she brings one of them back into the business just to annoy the fucking hell out of me.”
She groaned as she plopped down on the sofa and held her back wincing, as she still felt the effects from that Silver Bullet, not once but twice, coursing through her spine. Lifting her legs up to the sofa, and resting them on the arm she went and relaxed back trying to get some what comfortable. While she was silent, Heather took the time to start speaking, before Kay went off on a rant again.
“Kay, you know how Ashley is... or how she usually is. Always the good girl, and she is trying to get you to follow the same path. What you need to do is just step up... set her ass straight, or be ready at all times for anything that might come your way. As for Roy... what was it that came between you two in the first place, because weren't you two cool at one point?”
“Ugh... don't remind me. Remember that Aubrey chick? The one that I had doing my bidding for a while... yeah, she came between us. He had a little crush and decided to go after her, and try to be her knight in shining armor. That put the wedge between us and even though she vanished on him... he still holds me accountable for the actions. Little did he know she begged for everything I did to her. Hell, it was her idea in the first place. She wanted to have someone be her knight in shining armor... and no matter how many times I tried to warn Roy about that.. he didn't want to believe me. It's whatever... I am so over it!”
“You obviously are not over it... if you were.. you wouldn't care right now about him being back..”
“Listen.. the only reason I care is because of his reason for coming back okay. Get that straight right now!”
Kaylyn stated very defensively.
“Whoa.. okay, if you say so Evans. Relax, I am not the bad guy here... remember?”
“Yeah, you're right. My bad. I'm just... Ugh... I want to scream at the top of my lungs right now... but I don't think it will help.”
She stated before sighing.
"Hey Heather, I am going to call you back in a bit... I think I need a nice long shower to relax me.. maybe then I can think straight."
After a goodbye followed, Kaylyn hung up the phone before pushing herself off the couch groaning once more. Stretching her arms over her head, her shirt rose slightly, while she pushed through the pain to stretch her muscles out. Hands falling from over her head came to her waist, grabbing at the hem of her shirt before lifting it up and over her head. Tossing it over her shoulder, she moved towards the bathroom, her black and plum colored bra the only thing covering her upper half for the time being. Opening the door to the bathroom she stepped inside before turning the hot water on and letting it spray onto the floor and walls while she finished undressing. No sooner was she stripped of her attire did she step under the spray of hot water, and pull the curtain closed, enjoying the heat on her body. The steam from the hot water compensating for the fume that was within her from being so fired up. Well... at least slightly. Some of that fume just seemed to be staying with her... possibly because she didn't want to let it go.
Her hands found themselves coming against the wall. Her palms laying onto the cold tile while the hot water continued to coat her back. That right hand lifted to brush through her hair as she lifted her head up to be assaulted from the waters spray, before she sighed contently.
“God damn... I really need to figure this stuff out. It's bad enough when I thought it was only Ashley I had to deal with... now Roy also? I need to do something... figure out a way to get around this. I am smarter than that Jezebel could ever be... and I will prove it. I really hope little Miss Goody Good is ready. She wants to play? I am so ready to play.”
It was a little while before the towel was wrapped around her skin, warming her freshly cooled body, after stepping out of the water. Getting some clothing on was for the best, more so she could warm up than anything else. A pair of pants, shirt, and a hoodie later she was comfortable once more and she laid down on the bed to stretch her back out... but before she knew it she was becoming too relaxed..
Little...
by little...
by little,
her eyes began to close, before she found herself passed out on the bed. How many hours had gone by before she woke? She had no idea, more so because of the fact that she didn't know when she even went to sleep. All she knew was it was after midnight now, and there was no point in calling Heather back. At least not until morning. Until then, she had things to worry about.. mainly... her opponent for Sunday. Aaron Miles. A very arrogant son of a bitch who she was not looking forward to getting into the ring with... well, besides for when she was going to be pinning him onto the canvas to win the Television Title. Ah... how much she missed having that beauty around her waist.
Her hand went and trailed along her waist as she stretched out on the bed.
“Very soon... and I will have that title again. You can bet your ass on that. These fools who have held the title since WCF returned... god, what is wrong with this company... letting grease balls hold that title. I don't care who held it before me... heck, I know many people have... many who will be Hall of Famers... some that already are... but the second I took that title from Kash back in May... it has been... and will always be MY title. I don't care what anyone else has to say about it. That much is certain. Just as the fact that once I get my hands on the title again... I will not let it go.”
Kaylyn was sure of that much. If and when she got her hands on the TV title... she was not letting it go so easily. She would make sure to keep it around her waist. Mm, photo shoot with just the title alone on... sounds fun. Shaking her head from her thoughts she sat up before letting her bare feet touch ground and pushed off the bed to walk across the room.
“Epitome of Cool? I can not believe that is what he calls himself. He is far from cool anything. He doesn't make my hair blow like the wind. Make my nipples perk, as if a breeze passed by my bare flesh. Make someone do a double take... have people rushing over to talk to him. Hell, no one is wanting to be around him... so... where does his coolness fall into place? In his head? That must be it, because it is oblivious to anyone else.
You see kid... I have been doing this for longer than you have. Much longer here in WCF for sure. I know what these people want to see... I know how to deliver.. and you... well, you're far from being on my level. Hm... I sound a little cocky don't I? And well... that might be a bit true.. however.. after hearing what you have had to say these last few weeks... I have no heart when it comes to you. You're a disgrace to that title.. MY title.. and I am going to fix that. You see... whether little Miss Davis puts her head into my business or not... the same with Mr. Speede... I always get the upper hand in the end.. and that is exactly what is going to happen this Sunday. You had better believe it.”
“You see Miles.. you might think you know something about me... but in reality, you don't know a damn thing. I had an amazing run here in WCF before it shut down for a little while, and I will be damned if you will be the one to slow me down as I am just getting started once more.”
Kaylyn smirked before heading out of the room going to get ready for a long day at the gym. Like she had a choice in the matter seeing as Ashley was asking … rather telling her to be there by five am.
Hours later she was within the gym sitting on an exercise bike, side saddle, not having any interest what so ever in working out this morning. Ashley tapped her high heel covered foot a few times while looking at Kaylyn with her arms crossed. Surprisingly Ashley had dressed down slightly, by wearing a yellow sundress... in the winter... what the hell was she thinking?
“Kaylyn.. are you listening to anything I have been saying to you?”
Kaylyn looked up at Ashley shaking her head, and smirking slightly.
“Actually, I have not listened to a word. Did you want to repeat yourself a few more times? I might actually start hearing you then.”
She was trying to taunt Ashley into a fight, that much was obvious. Ashley however was not falling for it.
“Like I was saying... I don't think you're taking this match with Mr. Aaron Miles seriously. Do you think he became the champion by chance?”
“The better question to ask would be do I care how he got it. The answer.. no. I don't. I don't care how, nor does it matter. He won't be keeping it, that is all that matters to me.
“What makes you so sure that he wont be keeping it? Like I said.. you're taking this as a joke. If you want to continue getting a paycheck I suggest you start taking things seriously instead of doing nothing at all and just thinking things will work out how you hope they will in the end.”
“Blah, blah, blah. Are you done yet? Seriously... the fact of the matter is this. Aaron Miles is nothing. I always have a plan, and so long as you keep your stuck up, goody good ass out of it, I will have no problems at all. Understood?”
Ashley shook her head before stepping closer to Kaylyn, getting right up in her face... well... towering over her. Looking down at her she spoke once more.
“Here's the thing Kaylyn. You're under me now. You can't tell me what I can, and can not do. I will be working alongside you no matter what you try to bring my way. No stunt you pull will be great enough to push me away. I am not one of your little toys that will sit there and follow your every word. You will however start to follow what I say. Now... your match tonight...
You will fight clean.. no cheap shots, and what not. You're better than that. If you don't win, you come harder the next time around.”
Kaylyn laughed softly before pushing off the bike. Standing toe to toe with Ashley she looked up to the other woman.
“Face the facts... Ashley... I will do as I please. I am stepping into the ring with someone who is six inches taller than myself and just over one hundred pounds heavier than me. He is a high flier, who has his strengths and weaknesses. Just like I have my own. His one weakness... is one of my strengths, and I plan to play to my advantages. Do you see what I am saying here? I am a female, and I have no problem using it to my advantage against the men in this business. You had better start remembering that... because I will never forget it.”
Kaylyn stared at Ashley for a moment before stepping to the side and pushing past her. Kaylyn crossed the gym and stopped at a blonde female who was going some floor exercises. Kaylyn smirked before kneeling down and leaning forward to whisper into the other woman's ear while she was sitting up. Pulling back slightly Kaylyn had a smirk on her face, and it stayed there as she reached her hand out.. the other woman taking it, and standing up along with Kay. Kaylyn brushed the females hair back behind her ear, looking into her beautiful blue eyes. Turning towards the door she started walking, with the other woman beside her. Laughing softly she spoke once more to the camera.
“Well Mr. Cool, meet Miss Sizzling Hot... come Sunday, you will be so close to me.. that you are going to melt chicko, and that title... will be mine, after you're nothing but a puddle on the canvas.”
Kaylyn smirked before wrapping her arm around the other woman's waist only to let it drop down to her bottom. Turning her head back she looked at Ashley and winked while giving the other ladies bottom a light squeeze causing her to emit almost a moan. Ashley shook her head before yelling after Kaylyn.
“You know you have a match this evening... you had better make sure to be ready for it.”
Kaylyn laughed before turning her head and walking out the door, not saying another word.
OOC: Not my best, but it's been a bitch of a week. Have a lot going on and can't think straight at all. Good Luck Miles.
