Post by Jazmyn Rain on Apr 28, 2018 6:15:08 GMT -5
“Chapter Six”
Excerpt from Jazmyn Rain’s currently unnamed and unpublished autobiography…
“Being hired by PRW was, at the time, the most exciting moment I had experienced in my life up to that point. Granted, I had an uphill battle right off the bat because not many people in that locker room respected me initially. So goes getting signed by a mainstream company because of your connection to one of their biggest stars, right? On top of that, the first match I wrestled for them was this embarrassing evening gown battle royal at a house show in March of 2011. I still want to cringe just remembering that. My first match on television was against this girl named Amanda Maxwell. I was just shy of 27 at the time. I won, but that was an impromptu match after Myra had already beaten her. Then came June! Two huge events happened in my life: I turned 27 and Myra and I won the PRW Tag Team Championships! Two televised matches and I’m a champion already? Holy crap! Was I dreaming? Was this reality? Was I really on a global stage being an incredible success story?
Turns out? It was fool’s gold, at least at first.
I was fighting nothing but tag team matches with a few defenses mixed in. It wasn’t a fun experience for me because I wanted to go out there and prove myself as more than just some Myra Lynwood product that wasn’t going to succeed like some proteges that Myra has had before and after me. Myra got so much of the glory while all I got to do was sit and watch, sit and watch and Myra would always give me lectures of how it was important to watch, to learn, to observe and she tried so hard to convince me that I wasn’t ready. My heart was ready, and I was starving for a chance especially when we weren’t going to defend our tag team titles on the biggest show on the PRW calendar, which was heartbreaking for me personally…
DATE: July 31, 2011 (FLASHBACK)
PRW is in San Antonio, Texas for their biggest show of the year and their third annual edition of it at that. Myra Lynwood is already dressed in her wrestling gear as she is set to go for singles action on this night against one of the more annoying enemies that she has ever had in her career up to this point. She wraps her wrists in white tape to complement the purple get up that she’s taking with her to the ring. She looks in the mirror, spotting Jazmyn behind her with her head hanging down.
Myra: Jaz? Are you ready for tonight?
Jazmyn: Huh?
Jazmyn, who is wearing a short, sleeveless, semi-formal black dress with matching, strappy Louboutins and a headband to match and complement the dress and her long, brunette hair, looks up at Myra.
Myra: Are you ready for the night of your life?
Jazmyn expresses disappointment on her face considering she’s not wrestling on this night.
Jazmyn: The night of my life?
Myra: Yes, Jaz! This is our biggest show of the year! Oh the Alamodome is going to ROCK tonight! And I can’t wait to finally teach Emma that painful lesson that she’s been needing for MONTHS now! This is going to be an experience unlike anything that you’ve ever lived before.
Jazmyn: I don’t understand…
Myra turns to face Jazmyn with a perplexed, confused look on her face.
Myra: Huh?
Jazmyn: What am I experiencing? I’m not even wrestling tonight. We’re the PRW tag team champions and those titles aren’t even going to be defended! Couldn’t you have at least tried to make your match with Emma a tag team match to defend the titles in? It’s not like she’s short on allies or anything.
Myra: Jazmyn…
Myra begins to approach her and Jazmyn stands up in kind to meet her in the eye.
Myra: You’ve never heard the kind of crowd that you are about to experience tonight.
Jazmyn: I know, but what good is it if I’m just here? I WANT to be out there myself! What good is it if I’m just sitting and watching? Like… no offense or anything, but I don’t see the point. How am I going to get better by watching you wrestle? Wouldn’t it be more beneficial for me to actually WRESTLE a singles match instead of just the tag matches?
Myra: Jaz, really? How many times have I told you: you’re not ready to be on your own.
Jazmyn: That’s YOUR opinion, Myra! I don’t want to be on the sidelines anymore! All I want is a chance to really prove myself! What’s wrong with that?
Jazmyn expresses a sad pout on her face indicating how much she really wants an opportunity and this expression causes Myra to roll her eyes some and for Jazmyn to slightly cringe in response, as her protective mechanisms of the time instruct her to do.
Myra: Jaz, I understand your passion but until you are ready…
Jazmyn: NO!!!
Myra: Excuse me?
Jazmyn: I’m TIRED of being told that I’m not ready! I am SICK of just WATCHING! I wanted nothing more to defend the tag team titles tonight with my family in attendance and all I get is “no, you have to sit on the sidelines again tonight”. You’ve had TWO moments on that flagship stage, Myra. Where’s MINE? Why can’t we create one together with a tag team title defense? Please, Myra? Talk to management, please! Have us defend the tag team titles because I KNOW that as a team we can win! Don’t leave me on the sidelines. PLEASE! My family is going to be so disappointed if I end up not wrestling.
Myra sighs, indicating that she is at least somewhat sympathetic to Jazmyn’s plight. She knows that Jazmyn is a handful and that was something she knew from the moment she saved her from the Virginia Commonwealth Wrestling Academy. But still… she knows that it’s in Jazmyn’s best interest to watch, to learn and to grow. As a result, she shakes her head.
Myra: I’m sorry, Jaz. I can’t do that. The match I have, has been advertised constantly the last month or two. The fans are expecting that match and it’d be unfair for them to not meet that expectation. So, I want you to stay back here, watch and learn.
Jazmyn: Noooo….
Myra: Jaz, come on…
Jazmyn’s eyes well up with tears.
Jazmyn: You mean I can’t even go to ringside with you?
Myra: No, Jaz.
Jazmyn: Why not???
Myra: Too risky, that’s all I’m going to say. Now listen, I have that match coming up in a few minutes, okay? End of discussion. You stay back here and you learn. Okay?
Jazmyn shakes her head and sits back down. Myra sighs, indicating she’s annoyed with Jazmyn’s behavior before she turns and leaves the scene for her match. As soon as Jazmyn realizes that Myra is gone, she lets it all out. The tears start falling down her face and after a few seconds, she wipes them away. She’s heartbroken that she can’t even be at ringside, let alone wrestle on the biggest stage on the PRW calendar.
Jazmyn: This isn’t fair…
Jazmyn cries some more.
Jazmyn: What choice do I have?
Jazmyn stands up to pick up a nearby remote and turns on a nearby television to watch Myra’s match. For the next fifteen minutes, Jazmyn spends time sitting and watching, looking bored, having a pouty attitude with her arms folded and a sad pout on her face, pacing the room and sighing while the match is in progress. Towards the end of the match, Jazmyn stands in front of the television with her arms folded, her eyes dried and focused on what she is watching. Finally, the match ends with Myra defeating her opponent and Jazmyn rolls her eyes as she gives a sarcastic golf clap in accordance with the cheer she hears from the audience in the building.
Jazmyn: I wish that was me right now…
Jazmyn walks to a nearby corner, choosing to curl up and cry some more, understandably hating the fact that she has to wait at least one more year for a potential flagship pay-per-view moment. However, after a little bit, she is quickly forced to gather herself together as the door pops open and Myra Lynwood walks back into the room.
Myra: And once again… I win on PRW’s biggest show of the year! Three and ZERO!
Jazmyn looks up and stretches out in the corner she was crying in, wiping her eyes dry before Myra looks at her.
Myra: You did watch that match, right, Jazmyn?
Jazmyn: I did.
Myra: Great! What lesson did you learn?
Jazmyn: ...how to win on a big stage…
Myra: Oh?
Jazmyn: You clearly wanted that match a lot more than Emma did and that’s why you won.
Myra: Awesome! See, I told you it would be an experience of a lifetime. Perhaps next year, that could be you.
Jazmyn: I wanted that to be TONIGHT!
Myra: Sorry…
Myra walks up to Jazmyn and offers her hand. Jazmyn is hesitant to grab it, but she realizes that with the heels she’s wearing, it’s the safest way she is going to stand. So, despite her initial reluctance, that’s what she does. Myra pulls her up and the two lock eyes again.
Myra: ...you will be ready for that stage by next year, I promise! And I am going to do whatever it takes to help you experience a moment like that. I know it’s hard to trust me right now, but considering who took you under her wing before coming here, I think you have every reason in the world to trust me.
Jazmyn: I do, you’ve taught me so much. But I’m tired of being just a tag team wrestler.
Myra: Oh my GOD, Jaz! You’re so ANNOYING!
Jazmyn’s eyes widen.
Myra: Why did you have to be so WHINY today? I get why you’re disappointed but sheesh, quit being so selfish and actually think of the big picture. You are going to have a moment on the grand stage NEXT year and TONIGHT is going to be a reason why that will come to pass. Now can you please quit your crying and just suck it up already? You’re going to have your time, but it’s not going to be tonight. Sorry. DEAL WITH IT. You’re a tag team champion in a mainstream wrestling promotion. Considering your background, just be happy you have THAT much.
Jazmyn: I’m an annoying, ungrateful, whining, crybaby apparently.
Myra: I never said that! Ugh! Jaz, please don’t take this the wrong way.
Jazmyn: You didn’t even want me out there at RINGSIDE! You don’t have any faith in me AT ALL!!!!
Jazmyn brushes by Myra and begins to walk to the door.
Myra: Jazmyn… SERIOUSLY?
Jazmyn, in a fit of anger, turns and faces Myra.
Jazmyn: You couldn’t allow the tag team titles to be defended tonight, and you couldn’t even let me be at ringside. ALL ABOUT YOU! Fine! Be like that! Enjoy your fucking selfish big stage moment and don’t you dare take it for granted because it’ll be your last one until I get one of my own! I’m going to have my moment someday and PROVE YOU WRONG...just like I did Mason Randall and that fucking fucked up fucker wrestling academy I was part of!
Myra’s eyes widen with shock at Jazmyn’s explosive rant as she leaves her behind in the locker room and slams the door shut. She walks further down the hallway as fast as she possibly can, frustrated, flustered and heartbroken that on a big show like PRW’s flagship Pay-Per-View, she never had a chance to shine. To this day, Jazmyn still hasn’t had her flagship Pay-Per-View moment… and ironically enough, Myra hasn’t had a “big stage moment” since this night herself. Still, Jazmyn left the building that night with a chip on her shoulder and an even bigger drive to prove all of her doubters wrong!
Excerpt from Jazmyn Rain’s currently unnamed and unpublished autobiography…
“Being hired by PRW was, at the time, the most exciting moment I had experienced in my life up to that point. Granted, I had an uphill battle right off the bat because not many people in that locker room respected me initially. So goes getting signed by a mainstream company because of your connection to one of their biggest stars, right? On top of that, the first match I wrestled for them was this embarrassing evening gown battle royal at a house show in March of 2011. I still want to cringe just remembering that. My first match on television was against this girl named Amanda Maxwell. I was just shy of 27 at the time. I won, but that was an impromptu match after Myra had already beaten her. Then came June! Two huge events happened in my life: I turned 27 and Myra and I won the PRW Tag Team Championships! Two televised matches and I’m a champion already? Holy crap! Was I dreaming? Was this reality? Was I really on a global stage being an incredible success story?
Turns out? It was fool’s gold, at least at first.
I was fighting nothing but tag team matches with a few defenses mixed in. It wasn’t a fun experience for me because I wanted to go out there and prove myself as more than just some Myra Lynwood product that wasn’t going to succeed like some proteges that Myra has had before and after me. Myra got so much of the glory while all I got to do was sit and watch, sit and watch and Myra would always give me lectures of how it was important to watch, to learn, to observe and she tried so hard to convince me that I wasn’t ready. My heart was ready, and I was starving for a chance especially when we weren’t going to defend our tag team titles on the biggest show on the PRW calendar, which was heartbreaking for me personally…
DATE: July 31, 2011 (FLASHBACK)
PRW is in San Antonio, Texas for their biggest show of the year and their third annual edition of it at that. Myra Lynwood is already dressed in her wrestling gear as she is set to go for singles action on this night against one of the more annoying enemies that she has ever had in her career up to this point. She wraps her wrists in white tape to complement the purple get up that she’s taking with her to the ring. She looks in the mirror, spotting Jazmyn behind her with her head hanging down.
Myra: Jaz? Are you ready for tonight?
Jazmyn: Huh?
Jazmyn, who is wearing a short, sleeveless, semi-formal black dress with matching, strappy Louboutins and a headband to match and complement the dress and her long, brunette hair, looks up at Myra.
Myra: Are you ready for the night of your life?
Jazmyn expresses disappointment on her face considering she’s not wrestling on this night.
Jazmyn: The night of my life?
Myra: Yes, Jaz! This is our biggest show of the year! Oh the Alamodome is going to ROCK tonight! And I can’t wait to finally teach Emma that painful lesson that she’s been needing for MONTHS now! This is going to be an experience unlike anything that you’ve ever lived before.
Jazmyn: I don’t understand…
Myra turns to face Jazmyn with a perplexed, confused look on her face.
Myra: Huh?
Jazmyn: What am I experiencing? I’m not even wrestling tonight. We’re the PRW tag team champions and those titles aren’t even going to be defended! Couldn’t you have at least tried to make your match with Emma a tag team match to defend the titles in? It’s not like she’s short on allies or anything.
Myra: Jazmyn…
Myra begins to approach her and Jazmyn stands up in kind to meet her in the eye.
Myra: You’ve never heard the kind of crowd that you are about to experience tonight.
Jazmyn: I know, but what good is it if I’m just here? I WANT to be out there myself! What good is it if I’m just sitting and watching? Like… no offense or anything, but I don’t see the point. How am I going to get better by watching you wrestle? Wouldn’t it be more beneficial for me to actually WRESTLE a singles match instead of just the tag matches?
Myra: Jaz, really? How many times have I told you: you’re not ready to be on your own.
Jazmyn: That’s YOUR opinion, Myra! I don’t want to be on the sidelines anymore! All I want is a chance to really prove myself! What’s wrong with that?
Jazmyn expresses a sad pout on her face indicating how much she really wants an opportunity and this expression causes Myra to roll her eyes some and for Jazmyn to slightly cringe in response, as her protective mechanisms of the time instruct her to do.
Myra: Jaz, I understand your passion but until you are ready…
Jazmyn: NO!!!
Myra: Excuse me?
Jazmyn: I’m TIRED of being told that I’m not ready! I am SICK of just WATCHING! I wanted nothing more to defend the tag team titles tonight with my family in attendance and all I get is “no, you have to sit on the sidelines again tonight”. You’ve had TWO moments on that flagship stage, Myra. Where’s MINE? Why can’t we create one together with a tag team title defense? Please, Myra? Talk to management, please! Have us defend the tag team titles because I KNOW that as a team we can win! Don’t leave me on the sidelines. PLEASE! My family is going to be so disappointed if I end up not wrestling.
Myra sighs, indicating that she is at least somewhat sympathetic to Jazmyn’s plight. She knows that Jazmyn is a handful and that was something she knew from the moment she saved her from the Virginia Commonwealth Wrestling Academy. But still… she knows that it’s in Jazmyn’s best interest to watch, to learn and to grow. As a result, she shakes her head.
Myra: I’m sorry, Jaz. I can’t do that. The match I have, has been advertised constantly the last month or two. The fans are expecting that match and it’d be unfair for them to not meet that expectation. So, I want you to stay back here, watch and learn.
Jazmyn: Noooo….
Myra: Jaz, come on…
Jazmyn’s eyes well up with tears.
Jazmyn: You mean I can’t even go to ringside with you?
Myra: No, Jaz.
Jazmyn: Why not???
Myra: Too risky, that’s all I’m going to say. Now listen, I have that match coming up in a few minutes, okay? End of discussion. You stay back here and you learn. Okay?
Jazmyn shakes her head and sits back down. Myra sighs, indicating she’s annoyed with Jazmyn’s behavior before she turns and leaves the scene for her match. As soon as Jazmyn realizes that Myra is gone, she lets it all out. The tears start falling down her face and after a few seconds, she wipes them away. She’s heartbroken that she can’t even be at ringside, let alone wrestle on the biggest stage on the PRW calendar.
Jazmyn: This isn’t fair…
Jazmyn cries some more.
Jazmyn: What choice do I have?
Jazmyn stands up to pick up a nearby remote and turns on a nearby television to watch Myra’s match. For the next fifteen minutes, Jazmyn spends time sitting and watching, looking bored, having a pouty attitude with her arms folded and a sad pout on her face, pacing the room and sighing while the match is in progress. Towards the end of the match, Jazmyn stands in front of the television with her arms folded, her eyes dried and focused on what she is watching. Finally, the match ends with Myra defeating her opponent and Jazmyn rolls her eyes as she gives a sarcastic golf clap in accordance with the cheer she hears from the audience in the building.
Jazmyn: I wish that was me right now…
Jazmyn walks to a nearby corner, choosing to curl up and cry some more, understandably hating the fact that she has to wait at least one more year for a potential flagship pay-per-view moment. However, after a little bit, she is quickly forced to gather herself together as the door pops open and Myra Lynwood walks back into the room.
Myra: And once again… I win on PRW’s biggest show of the year! Three and ZERO!
Jazmyn looks up and stretches out in the corner she was crying in, wiping her eyes dry before Myra looks at her.
Myra: You did watch that match, right, Jazmyn?
Jazmyn: I did.
Myra: Great! What lesson did you learn?
Jazmyn: ...how to win on a big stage…
Myra: Oh?
Jazmyn: You clearly wanted that match a lot more than Emma did and that’s why you won.
Myra: Awesome! See, I told you it would be an experience of a lifetime. Perhaps next year, that could be you.
Jazmyn: I wanted that to be TONIGHT!
Myra: Sorry…
Myra walks up to Jazmyn and offers her hand. Jazmyn is hesitant to grab it, but she realizes that with the heels she’s wearing, it’s the safest way she is going to stand. So, despite her initial reluctance, that’s what she does. Myra pulls her up and the two lock eyes again.
Myra: ...you will be ready for that stage by next year, I promise! And I am going to do whatever it takes to help you experience a moment like that. I know it’s hard to trust me right now, but considering who took you under her wing before coming here, I think you have every reason in the world to trust me.
Jazmyn: I do, you’ve taught me so much. But I’m tired of being just a tag team wrestler.
Myra: Oh my GOD, Jaz! You’re so ANNOYING!
Jazmyn’s eyes widen.
Myra: Why did you have to be so WHINY today? I get why you’re disappointed but sheesh, quit being so selfish and actually think of the big picture. You are going to have a moment on the grand stage NEXT year and TONIGHT is going to be a reason why that will come to pass. Now can you please quit your crying and just suck it up already? You’re going to have your time, but it’s not going to be tonight. Sorry. DEAL WITH IT. You’re a tag team champion in a mainstream wrestling promotion. Considering your background, just be happy you have THAT much.
Jazmyn: I’m an annoying, ungrateful, whining, crybaby apparently.
Myra: I never said that! Ugh! Jaz, please don’t take this the wrong way.
Jazmyn: You didn’t even want me out there at RINGSIDE! You don’t have any faith in me AT ALL!!!!
Jazmyn brushes by Myra and begins to walk to the door.
Myra: Jazmyn… SERIOUSLY?
Jazmyn, in a fit of anger, turns and faces Myra.
Jazmyn: You couldn’t allow the tag team titles to be defended tonight, and you couldn’t even let me be at ringside. ALL ABOUT YOU! Fine! Be like that! Enjoy your fucking selfish big stage moment and don’t you dare take it for granted because it’ll be your last one until I get one of my own! I’m going to have my moment someday and PROVE YOU WRONG...just like I did Mason Randall and that fucking fucked up fucker wrestling academy I was part of!
Myra’s eyes widen with shock at Jazmyn’s explosive rant as she leaves her behind in the locker room and slams the door shut. She walks further down the hallway as fast as she possibly can, frustrated, flustered and heartbroken that on a big show like PRW’s flagship Pay-Per-View, she never had a chance to shine. To this day, Jazmyn still hasn’t had her flagship Pay-Per-View moment… and ironically enough, Myra hasn’t had a “big stage moment” since this night herself. Still, Jazmyn left the building that night with a chip on her shoulder and an even bigger drive to prove all of her doubters wrong!
