Post by Amy Marshall on May 4, 2011 11:51:16 GMT -6
Sunday May 1st 2011
CenturyTel Center
Bossier City, Louisiana
Shortly after the main event
Sitting inside the ring after the match against Zelda and Rob, I looked on at the carnage at the top of the ramp after Trent and Steve very nearly killed them selves. While everyone else stood around wondering how can help, I just looked on as my resentment towards Trent grew.
So much for his ‘he is the only thing I have left’ bull****, his tunnel vision thing with Steve turned into a massive 10-car pile up that nobody can keep his or her eyes off of. At this point I felt nothing for Trent not even sympathy for his condition.
Getting up off the mat, I climb out of the ring and head up the ramp as I barge past the various members of security and the few wrestlers that had gathered around the carnage.
Entering the backstage area, the place was buzzing with what had just happened between Steve and Trent, as I chose to ignore that and everyone else as I returned to the locker room, where I sat down and begin to unlace my boots.
I was this close to defeating you, however, once again I was screwed over by my tag partner and if Trent wasn’t too preoccupied with Steve Awesome I might of actually pinned you. However, your stupid pathetic boyfriend would prefer to interfere…you were actually worried that I might tar your beautiful record of yours.
Face it Zelda without Rob’s help I had you beat.
Oh and Rob how did that spear feel?
I go back to changing out of my wrestling gear as begin to think about how to end my night.
[Glow=blue,2,300] 12 Hours later [/glow]
Monday May 2nd 2011
Bossier City, Louisiana
Some random hospital.
As I walked into the local hospital, I noticed many people giving me funny looks; I knew what I was wearing was fine, it must have been the fact that I was wearing sunglasses inside, my reason was a major hangover but they don’t know that and they can continue to wonder.
Walking up to the reception desk, this perky 30-something brunette smiled.
“How can I help?” The receptionist said.
“What room is Trent Helm in?”
“I’m sorry but only family are allowed to visit.”
“Its ok, I’m his sister.” I lied.
“Ok…He in Room 102 on level 2”
“Thank you”
I smiled before walking away and heading to the nearest set of lifts, I press the button for the lift, which was already there. Stepping in and pressing the button, the lift whizzed to the floor that was Trent was on.
Stepping out of the lift, I look at the signage before turning left as I rounded the corner I bump into Falcon coming the opposite way.
“Watch it…oh sorry Kyle”
“Hi Roxxxie…how are you?” He asked.
“Yeah I’m good. Are you visiting Trent or Steve?” I asked not even asking how he was.
“Trent. Just seeing how he is doing. You?”
“Erm Trent. And no I am not looking to **** him before you even think it.” I said defending myself.
Falcon holds his hands up “Wasn’t even going to. Plus he’s sleeping at the moment.”
“Ok Cool. I’ll see you around.”
“Yeah”
I smile at Falcon before continuing on my journey to Trent’s room.
I go enter the room, however, a nurse at a nurses station stops me.
“I’m sorry but Mr Helm’s is sleeping at the moment.” She said as she made notes in a pad.
“I’m only in town for the day and I need to speak with my brother.” Another lie.
“Five minutes.” The nurse said as she looked at the clock.
“Thanks.”
I enter Trent’s room closing the door behind me as I walk up to the bed; I look over Trent’s sleeping body as a few bruises pattern his face and no doubt many more litter his battered body.
I bend over as I remove my sunglasses and whisper into his ear “So much for that I’m all you have bull****. I don’t care if you are Ander’s friend but it doesn’t make you mine…you lost that right when you abandoned The Rat Pack and Ander. I hope this tunnel vision thing with Awesome is worth it because thanks to you I have lost another match to your bratty niece.”
I stand up and I look to leave before turning back to Trent.
“Oh Ander sends his get well wishes”
I throw the door open and slide my sunglasses back on as I make my way out of the hospital. Once out of the hospital my cell phone beeps as I pull it out of my back pocket.
“Great”
3rd May 2011
Biloxi, Mississippi
Hard Rock Hotel & Casino
Mercedes Vargas and Kathleen Conway you are my tag partners this week, now forgive me for being wary because so far my tag partners have pretty much screwed me over.
I know Mercedes that you’re currently a tag champ with Kelly in another place, and that proves you can work with someone else and have no tendencies to screw someone over. I know it’s a bad way to know how someone works but I have really no option.
As for you Kathleen, you have been here before but with not much competition, now you are making a comeback and you have been thrown into a tag team match partnering Mercedes and I.
Like Mercedes I don’t trust you, however, if we get through this match with no-one screwing over anyone then my wariness of you should change.
And as for our opponents.
Mercedes Lewis, I have already kicked your scrawny ass and if ever meet you in the ring god help you. I will finish off what I started before I was dragged away by security.
Alysson Gardner, someone who I never faced inside the squared circle but we were in the same fed. It’s a shame we never faced one another until now. I should respect you because you were pretty big in Ring of Beauty but I really don’t especially since you align yourself with a bunch of dumb bitches.
Alysson you are so much better than Zelda and Crystal… I hope you see that they are dragging you down.
Finally Crystal Hilton, where do I start? We have so much history already in this place that it’s beyond ridiculous. You are the once person I would love to go one on one with in the ring… I just want to wipe that smug look that you have across your face and prove that Crystal Hilton is nothing more than a drunk and a bad mother.
I would call you an irritating, superficial, self-serving immature spoiled little brat but who am I kidding you are already those things and more.
Oh and Crystal, did you see Collision? No?
Your so-called boyfriend would prefer to **** a real woman and not some plastic fantastic bitch like you. It is just a shame that I’m with Ander, because I would of ****ed Steve Awesome right there and then.
A shame really – I thought there was something special between you two.
Bow down to that bitch.
At Trauma Mercedes Vargas, Kathleen Conway and myself will show why Team EMF are nothing more than jokes of the wrestling world. [/I]
CenturyTel Center
Bossier City, Louisiana
Shortly after the main event
Sitting inside the ring after the match against Zelda and Rob, I looked on at the carnage at the top of the ramp after Trent and Steve very nearly killed them selves. While everyone else stood around wondering how can help, I just looked on as my resentment towards Trent grew.
So much for his ‘he is the only thing I have left’ bull****, his tunnel vision thing with Steve turned into a massive 10-car pile up that nobody can keep his or her eyes off of. At this point I felt nothing for Trent not even sympathy for his condition.
Getting up off the mat, I climb out of the ring and head up the ramp as I barge past the various members of security and the few wrestlers that had gathered around the carnage.
Entering the backstage area, the place was buzzing with what had just happened between Steve and Trent, as I chose to ignore that and everyone else as I returned to the locker room, where I sat down and begin to unlace my boots.
I was this close to defeating you, however, once again I was screwed over by my tag partner and if Trent wasn’t too preoccupied with Steve Awesome I might of actually pinned you. However, your stupid pathetic boyfriend would prefer to interfere…you were actually worried that I might tar your beautiful record of yours.
Face it Zelda without Rob’s help I had you beat.
Oh and Rob how did that spear feel?
I go back to changing out of my wrestling gear as begin to think about how to end my night.
[Glow=blue,2,300] 12 Hours later [/glow]
Monday May 2nd 2011
Bossier City, Louisiana
Some random hospital.
As I walked into the local hospital, I noticed many people giving me funny looks; I knew what I was wearing was fine, it must have been the fact that I was wearing sunglasses inside, my reason was a major hangover but they don’t know that and they can continue to wonder.
Walking up to the reception desk, this perky 30-something brunette smiled.
“How can I help?” The receptionist said.
“What room is Trent Helm in?”
“I’m sorry but only family are allowed to visit.”
“Its ok, I’m his sister.” I lied.
“Ok…He in Room 102 on level 2”
“Thank you”
I smiled before walking away and heading to the nearest set of lifts, I press the button for the lift, which was already there. Stepping in and pressing the button, the lift whizzed to the floor that was Trent was on.
Stepping out of the lift, I look at the signage before turning left as I rounded the corner I bump into Falcon coming the opposite way.
“Watch it…oh sorry Kyle”
“Hi Roxxxie…how are you?” He asked.
“Yeah I’m good. Are you visiting Trent or Steve?” I asked not even asking how he was.
“Trent. Just seeing how he is doing. You?”
“Erm Trent. And no I am not looking to **** him before you even think it.” I said defending myself.
Falcon holds his hands up “Wasn’t even going to. Plus he’s sleeping at the moment.”
“Ok Cool. I’ll see you around.”
“Yeah”
I smile at Falcon before continuing on my journey to Trent’s room.
{ROOM 102}
I go enter the room, however, a nurse at a nurses station stops me.
“I’m sorry but Mr Helm’s is sleeping at the moment.” She said as she made notes in a pad.
“I’m only in town for the day and I need to speak with my brother.” Another lie.
“Five minutes.” The nurse said as she looked at the clock.
“Thanks.”
I enter Trent’s room closing the door behind me as I walk up to the bed; I look over Trent’s sleeping body as a few bruises pattern his face and no doubt many more litter his battered body.
I bend over as I remove my sunglasses and whisper into his ear “So much for that I’m all you have bull****. I don’t care if you are Ander’s friend but it doesn’t make you mine…you lost that right when you abandoned The Rat Pack and Ander. I hope this tunnel vision thing with Awesome is worth it because thanks to you I have lost another match to your bratty niece.”
I stand up and I look to leave before turning back to Trent.
“Oh Ander sends his get well wishes”
I throw the door open and slide my sunglasses back on as I make my way out of the hospital. Once out of the hospital my cell phone beeps as I pull it out of my back pocket.
Message from: NCW Management
Subject: Trauma Match
Mississippi Coast Coliseum;
Biloxi, Mississippi
8th May 2011
Main Event
6 Women Tag Team Match
Mercedes Vargas, Kathleen Conway & Roxxxie vs. Crystal Hilton, Alysson Gardner & Mercedes Lewis
Subject: Trauma Match
Mississippi Coast Coliseum;
Biloxi, Mississippi
8th May 2011
Main Event
6 Women Tag Team Match
Mercedes Vargas, Kathleen Conway & Roxxxie vs. Crystal Hilton, Alysson Gardner & Mercedes Lewis
“Great”
3rd May 2011
Biloxi, Mississippi
Hard Rock Hotel & Casino
Mercedes Vargas and Kathleen Conway you are my tag partners this week, now forgive me for being wary because so far my tag partners have pretty much screwed me over.
I know Mercedes that you’re currently a tag champ with Kelly in another place, and that proves you can work with someone else and have no tendencies to screw someone over. I know it’s a bad way to know how someone works but I have really no option.
As for you Kathleen, you have been here before but with not much competition, now you are making a comeback and you have been thrown into a tag team match partnering Mercedes and I.
Like Mercedes I don’t trust you, however, if we get through this match with no-one screwing over anyone then my wariness of you should change.
And as for our opponents.
Mercedes Lewis, I have already kicked your scrawny ass and if ever meet you in the ring god help you. I will finish off what I started before I was dragged away by security.
Alysson Gardner, someone who I never faced inside the squared circle but we were in the same fed. It’s a shame we never faced one another until now. I should respect you because you were pretty big in Ring of Beauty but I really don’t especially since you align yourself with a bunch of dumb bitches.
Alysson you are so much better than Zelda and Crystal… I hope you see that they are dragging you down.
Finally Crystal Hilton, where do I start? We have so much history already in this place that it’s beyond ridiculous. You are the once person I would love to go one on one with in the ring… I just want to wipe that smug look that you have across your face and prove that Crystal Hilton is nothing more than a drunk and a bad mother.
I would call you an irritating, superficial, self-serving immature spoiled little brat but who am I kidding you are already those things and more.
Oh and Crystal, did you see Collision? No?
Your so-called boyfriend would prefer to **** a real woman and not some plastic fantastic bitch like you. It is just a shame that I’m with Ander, because I would of ****ed Steve Awesome right there and then.
A shame really – I thought there was something special between you two.
Bow down to that bitch.
At Trauma Mercedes Vargas, Kathleen Conway and myself will show why Team EMF are nothing more than jokes of the wrestling world. [/I]