Post by Kayla Richards on Apr 18, 2018 21:40:20 GMT -5
“I’m sure you all think this is real funny right?”
Kayla’s voice cuts through the silence as she paces back and forth. Her long black hair flowing down the sides of her face and shoulders. Her tattoos on full display as she wears a sleeveless shirt of the band Ghost and a pair of tight black jeans.
“First I get dragged down to fucking New Zealand of all places, I mean Europe was bad enough but there’s a reason why I packed up and moved from England. Europe fucking sucks and before all you pro-american “good ol boys” start tweeting me with #Murica I’m considering moving from here too….”
“But still, I get dragged to New Zealand to be forced into a stupid concept where I have to team with two random idiots, in this case the lesser Graves who somehow beat someone for a title and Alicia “I lick windows” Hixx. I get FORCED into teaming with them against my baby sister Jack Tillman and Avery Miles. Jack only got one fucking handicap, how the hell did I get two?. I mean I’m basically a goddess but not even I can overcome those odds. And they went on to win it!, They were perfect!. How does that happen??!?! You’re either perfect or you’re not me...AND NONE OF THEM ARE ME!”
“But Strange Bedfellows as a concept wasn’t the only slight. See during the night Amber stuck her goddamn nose in everything again. AGAIN. She stripped us of the Tag Team titles!. So I go through all that in a stupid country with stupid people and then when I come back home I find out at the very next Dissension I have to team with the skinny little shit I destroyed last month to take on my own brother and Mason Moore's walking talking wizard sleeve!”
“WHAT THE FUCK NGW?!?”
Kayla growls and stops folding her arms over her chest breathing deep as her eyes seem to burn with anger. The emerald green colour almost popping as she shakes her head. The red tips of her hair flowing back and forth, dancing like fire.
“See, Matt and I have said time and time again that NHGW is against us. None of you believed us. None of you think we’re telling the truth but see now there’s proof. Hell you only have to look at that stupid Kamikaze tournament coming up. NGW needed to select three of the best to go represent the company and when it came down to choose who did they bestow this honor upon?. Hmmm?. Was it their two most dominant world champions? No. Matt and I got shafted and instead NGW decided to send Adrien Cochrane a man who has failed every single time he has come close to that glass ceiling and a tag team that has barely been relevant. Good call...really….”
“And what about forcing me to defend my title against someone who sexually harassed me?. A man who since winning the belt has made it mean NOTHING. He has taken a title Matt and I held and held proudly, a championship the world wanted, a championship that people talked about and has made it a prop in some back comedy show. Truth is I have no confidence in a company where the owner was once fucking an employee and the woman he now has in charge is my own flesh and blood who has a vendetta….”
“But all the evidence, the disrespect, the taking of titles, the biased booking. It falls on deaf ears and now, now I have to take matters into my own hands. I have to get in the ring with my brother. And hey it’s fine, it’s not the first time I’ve had to be toe to toe with a sibling. I’ve fought Amber, I just fought Tasmin, what’s a little more Richards blood being spilt to line Devlin Scotts fucking pockets huh? My family is now engrained in the DNA of this company and I don’t just mean my sisters and brother. I mean Matthew, I mean Jason, I mean Jack. Hell even Coda!. They are all my family too. But sure, it’s ok to have us all spill blood to entertain you all and make the rich richer because one of my family is a part of it all right?. Amber gets to make decisions, Amber gets to hold me down or “Keep me in line” as she puts it.”
“And that is a mistake…”
“I will get in that ring and fight my older brother. A six foot nine mound of muscle and bad intentions, he is actually a threat in this match. Which worries me since I am being weighed down by a skinny little twig of a man who I was in the ring with not that long ago and I knee’d his goddamn face off. But it’s ok, cause my brother’s team also has a weak link. Maria Valadez. You know it’s funny but some people think I should identify with Maria because of the position she finds herself in…”
Kayla smirks and shakes her head calming down trying to hold back laughter.
“Maria is looked at as just Mason Moore’s girlfriend, the same kind of bullshit I dealt with when I walked into NGW. I was just Matt Shields girl. But here’s the difference between us is that the second I stepped foot in an NGW ring I proved everyone wrong. I won rags to riches, I won the NGW title, I successfully defended the NGW tag team titles with Matt, I have gone into every single big match NGW has put me in and delivered, win or lose I have been a beast in there and shown the world I am more than where Matt Shields sticks his dick…”
“But you Maria?. You have not come close to doing what I have. And every time I sit there and watch one of your promo’s my brain hurts. I sat there and laughed while you talked about how you aren’t scared of Jaxon because you train with Mason. First off, there is a difference between training and wrestling. And your steroid freak boyfriend is nowhere near the beast Jaxon is but size alone isn’t why anyone should intimidate you. I’m alot smaller than both Mason and Jaxon but I am someone you should be afraid of Maria….”
“I have no remorse or pity in my heart. I looked at you and see someone in my damn way and while I have to drag Levi Adams to a win and beat my own brother the truth is that I will enjoy every single moment of pain I inflict on your pathetic little body and when I’m done, Mason is going to wish he kept fucking my little sister...cause he won’t want to touch your badly beaten body….”