Post by Blair Kivisto on Mar 26, 2017 20:28:23 GMT -5
~Outta My Goddamn Mind - Off Camera~
New fucking Jersey… I had to be out of my mind to actually fly here and do this but on the other hand a mother is always going to do what’s best for her child. Pulling up outside of the house I knew all too well, I looked up at it and let out a soft sigh as I turned off the engine in the rental car I had.
“Jesus… never thought I’d be back here…”
Years of up and downs, tons of emotions, things said that couldn’t be taken back. I shook my head a bit as I took in a deep breath.
“Get out of the damn car and just get it over with.”
I spoke softly to myself, trying to hype myself up to actually go through with this. Finally I climbed out of the car and locked it up before heading up the pathway to the door of that two story family home. Hesitating a few moments once I was in front of that large wood door.
Now or never Blair, you already came this far may as well go the rest of the way. I felt myself mentally prepping myself for the encounter I was about to have, one last deep breath and I raised my fist up and knocked at the door.
It wasn't long before I came face-to-face with my ex-husband. The look on his face when he opened that door and saw me on the other side was that of pure shock and possibly a little fear.
“Blair?”
His words were laced in disbelief as he stared at me, clearly unsure of what to do. Possibly if it was even real.
“Hey Andy, long time no see.”
“Why are you here? Did something happen to Jase? Coming to take my head off?”
His tone went from worried to a bit sarcastic rather quickly, causing a bit of a laugh to escape.
“Everything's fine and no, if I wanted to end you I would have done that a long time ago. Mind if I come in? I need to talk to you.”
“Uh, yeah I guess…”
He stepped out of my way, allowing me to walk past him and into the house I once shared with him. Shutting the door behind me we both headed to the living room, the room looked just as it did when I left here so many years ago.
Pictures of Jase when he was a baby up till he was a toddler lined the off white walls of the living room. A few photos of me and Andy hanging up next to them, including our wedding photo. I paused, looking over the picture a soft smile coming to my expression as I remembered the happier times with the first man I had ever fell for. Unfortunately with those thoughts came the ones that tore us apart and broke what we had beyond repair. I shook my head as I moved toward the black couch that sat in the middle of the room, taking a seat on it as Andy moved over and sat down in the deep red recliner next to it.
”I see you haven’t really changed much.”
“I’m not one to change things too drastically if it’s still in good condition what’s the point in getting rid of it.”
I nodded a bit and let out a soft sigh.
“Figured you would have at least taken a few of the pictures down, tucked them away or burned them.”
His gaze shifted over to the wall, looking over the photos that hung on it as he shrug his shoulders.
“I use them as a reminder of what can be lost if you’re stupid. Besides, you don’t just throw out the memories of almost a decade.”
“That’s a good way to look at it.”
“I thought so, so how’s Joey doing?”
I paused for a moment, looking over at him and tilting my head a bit.
“He’s fine I’m pretty sure.”
“Shouldn’t you know? You’re married to him.”
And that’s when realization of just how long it had been hit me and I couldn’t help but laugh out.
“You don’t keep up with things very well do you?”
“Obviously not…”
“It didn’t work out. I mean, we’re still good. It’s nothing like what happened with me and you. It’s more like… I don’t know. We’re tagging together but aside from that we’re just friends. He’s married to Angel.”
“Oh, so you’re on the market again?”
His tone went to a playful one as he wiggled his eyebrows causing me to laugh out.
“No and even if I was that sure as fuck wouldn’t happen.”
Raising my hand up I showed him the ring on my finger.
“Married, hopefully for the final time.”
“Anyone that I’d know?”
“Oh yeah, you’ve had a run-in or two with him in the past. I’ll give you a hint, I’m Blair Laroux now.”
Andy’s eyes went a bit wide, clearly he remembered the last name well enough.
“Oh you’ve got to be fucking kidding me. How in the hell did that one get that lucky? Xavier, really?”
“Life, you know, that’s not what I’m here to talk about though.”
“So what are you here for then? Not that it isn’t great to see you or anything like that… actually it’s kind of frightening to see you considering the way things ended the last time we saw each other…”
Hearing that little bit I thought back to the last time I was actually face to face with this man. It was in the ring, on his birthday and it didn’t end well at all. It actually ended with me pinning him on his special day adding insult to injury after pretty much telling him he was dead to me. God I was a hothead back then but then again our history left a lot of anger, pain and emotions running through me.
“Jase needs his father in his life. Granted he has Joey and now Xavier but he asks about you and it’s not fair to him that I keep him away. I’m here to work out details on how we can make this work for the benefit of our son.”
“Wow… that’s definitely unexpected.”
“It’s not fair to you or him that I continue to hold the past over your head like I have been. I’m in a really good place now, there’s no reason for me to hold on to all the negativity. Put the past in the past and maybe even, at the very least, try to associate with each other as friends.”
Andy leaned back in his chair, listening to each and every word that I was saying and nodding his head as I spoke. A look of thought crossed his features as I finished.
“I’d like that. You really are in a better place aren’t you?”
“I really am. I’ve never been this happy before, every part of my life is at a fulfilled point right now. Teaming with Joey is sparking my passion for fighting again. We’re kicking ass at every turn and even have a tag title shot coming up.”
A soft smile came to my lips as I thought about where I was in life at the moment.
“Xavier is… amazing. I never thought I’d find a guy as great as him. He makes me feel like the sexiest woman in the world. Always keeping me on my toes and is always there when there’s even a hint of me not being happy about something.”
Leaning forward a bit on the couch my smile grew a bit.
“And the kids they make me crazy but it’s always amazing to watch your little ones grow.. Life is great. I have so much to be thankful for and hopeful for that there’s no room to hold onto the past. There’s no room to keep hating you because at the end of the day everything I’ve been through has been a lesson and has helped me find the light in the dark."
“I’m happy for you hun. Want some coffee?”
“Sure.”
I leaned back on the couch thinking over everything as Andy got up and headed into the kitchen. Suddenly a lot of weight lifted off my shoulders and I felt focused, energized and hopeful for what was to come.
~Bitch’s Blog - On Camera? Or… On Internet~
So here I am sitting in the last place I ever thought I would be. I'm surrounded by memories of my past and while some are good a lot of them are bad. Some could say remembering a lot of this could be a bad thing but instead it has me energized. I'm at the top of my game as I scroll through the past.
Something I would have went against back in the beginning was tagging. The thought alone made me cringe. It wasn't because I didn't think I could do it, it was because I thought I was better then it. ‘Having to have a partner for accomplishments? My god how pathetic. If you can't get by on your own you shouldn't be doing this.’
That was the thought process back then but now… I've started to see the beauty in it. The thrill of celebrating with your best friend when you pull off a win against a great team. I've done a lot in the wrestling business over the years I've been in it. I look at Matthew Shields and see his title reign and feel nothing. Back in the day I'd gun for him, try to knock him off his high horse but now?
Having been a world champion I feel accomplished there. I've held women's championships, I've held IC Titles and I've held Hardcore titles. Would I want to do those things again? I guess but at the end of the day that's not what I'm here for. I want to do something I'm finding myself respecting more and more as I do it. I want to stand in the middle of the ring, my best friend by my side, holding tag gold high in the air.
Now why would I actually admit half the things I did? Why in the hell when I’m signed to redemption as mostly a tag team fighter would I actually admit to thinking tag was shit at one point in my life? It’s simple, I was never quiet about that opinion to begin with. I use to publicly voice my detest for tagging. I’m actually shocked no opponents have called me on it yet. On the same hand it gives me a chance to call myself on it and clear the air from that time to now.
I’ve come to realize it’s not about trying to accomplish something with a partner because you can’t on your own. Let’s face it, me and Joey have a really strong history in singles competition. We don’t need the other to drive each other to goals, we are capable on our own. The thing is, we’re stronger standing together then we are standing separately. Scary thought, I know but it’s true.
Look at most of the tag teams around these days. You have Cause and Effect, my husband and his brother. Who better to pick as a partner than someone that’s had your back his whole life? There’s a certain level of effort both put out to ensure the other doesn’t get let down. Jet City uses the same thing to their advantage, two brothers having each other's backs.
Rebel Ink, our opponents this week, are a husband and wife combo. If you love someone enough to have that level of commitment you know for sure they are going to fight with you, for you, and so on and so forth. It's all about the bond.
Me and Joey's bond has been strong since the day we formed it. Whenever I've had a problem he's been there for me. Whenever he's had a problem I've been there for him. We're not married, we're not related but what we are is the best of friends. There's barely anyone in this world that knows me as well as he does and the same can be said for me when it comes to him.
Out of all the tag teams on this roster I honestly think we're the best match for giving Rebel Ink a run for their money. Guess all that’s left to do is wait and see though. Until Sunday.
New fucking Jersey… I had to be out of my mind to actually fly here and do this but on the other hand a mother is always going to do what’s best for her child. Pulling up outside of the house I knew all too well, I looked up at it and let out a soft sigh as I turned off the engine in the rental car I had.
“Jesus… never thought I’d be back here…”
Years of up and downs, tons of emotions, things said that couldn’t be taken back. I shook my head a bit as I took in a deep breath.
“Get out of the damn car and just get it over with.”
I spoke softly to myself, trying to hype myself up to actually go through with this. Finally I climbed out of the car and locked it up before heading up the pathway to the door of that two story family home. Hesitating a few moments once I was in front of that large wood door.
Now or never Blair, you already came this far may as well go the rest of the way. I felt myself mentally prepping myself for the encounter I was about to have, one last deep breath and I raised my fist up and knocked at the door.
It wasn't long before I came face-to-face with my ex-husband. The look on his face when he opened that door and saw me on the other side was that of pure shock and possibly a little fear.
“Blair?”
His words were laced in disbelief as he stared at me, clearly unsure of what to do. Possibly if it was even real.
“Hey Andy, long time no see.”
“Why are you here? Did something happen to Jase? Coming to take my head off?”
His tone went from worried to a bit sarcastic rather quickly, causing a bit of a laugh to escape.
“Everything's fine and no, if I wanted to end you I would have done that a long time ago. Mind if I come in? I need to talk to you.”
“Uh, yeah I guess…”
He stepped out of my way, allowing me to walk past him and into the house I once shared with him. Shutting the door behind me we both headed to the living room, the room looked just as it did when I left here so many years ago.
Pictures of Jase when he was a baby up till he was a toddler lined the off white walls of the living room. A few photos of me and Andy hanging up next to them, including our wedding photo. I paused, looking over the picture a soft smile coming to my expression as I remembered the happier times with the first man I had ever fell for. Unfortunately with those thoughts came the ones that tore us apart and broke what we had beyond repair. I shook my head as I moved toward the black couch that sat in the middle of the room, taking a seat on it as Andy moved over and sat down in the deep red recliner next to it.
”I see you haven’t really changed much.”
“I’m not one to change things too drastically if it’s still in good condition what’s the point in getting rid of it.”
I nodded a bit and let out a soft sigh.
“Figured you would have at least taken a few of the pictures down, tucked them away or burned them.”
His gaze shifted over to the wall, looking over the photos that hung on it as he shrug his shoulders.
“I use them as a reminder of what can be lost if you’re stupid. Besides, you don’t just throw out the memories of almost a decade.”
“That’s a good way to look at it.”
“I thought so, so how’s Joey doing?”
I paused for a moment, looking over at him and tilting my head a bit.
“He’s fine I’m pretty sure.”
“Shouldn’t you know? You’re married to him.”
And that’s when realization of just how long it had been hit me and I couldn’t help but laugh out.
“You don’t keep up with things very well do you?”
“Obviously not…”
“It didn’t work out. I mean, we’re still good. It’s nothing like what happened with me and you. It’s more like… I don’t know. We’re tagging together but aside from that we’re just friends. He’s married to Angel.”
“Oh, so you’re on the market again?”
His tone went to a playful one as he wiggled his eyebrows causing me to laugh out.
“No and even if I was that sure as fuck wouldn’t happen.”
Raising my hand up I showed him the ring on my finger.
“Married, hopefully for the final time.”
“Anyone that I’d know?”
“Oh yeah, you’ve had a run-in or two with him in the past. I’ll give you a hint, I’m Blair Laroux now.”
Andy’s eyes went a bit wide, clearly he remembered the last name well enough.
“Oh you’ve got to be fucking kidding me. How in the hell did that one get that lucky? Xavier, really?”
“Life, you know, that’s not what I’m here to talk about though.”
“So what are you here for then? Not that it isn’t great to see you or anything like that… actually it’s kind of frightening to see you considering the way things ended the last time we saw each other…”
Hearing that little bit I thought back to the last time I was actually face to face with this man. It was in the ring, on his birthday and it didn’t end well at all. It actually ended with me pinning him on his special day adding insult to injury after pretty much telling him he was dead to me. God I was a hothead back then but then again our history left a lot of anger, pain and emotions running through me.
“Jase needs his father in his life. Granted he has Joey and now Xavier but he asks about you and it’s not fair to him that I keep him away. I’m here to work out details on how we can make this work for the benefit of our son.”
“Wow… that’s definitely unexpected.”
“It’s not fair to you or him that I continue to hold the past over your head like I have been. I’m in a really good place now, there’s no reason for me to hold on to all the negativity. Put the past in the past and maybe even, at the very least, try to associate with each other as friends.”
Andy leaned back in his chair, listening to each and every word that I was saying and nodding his head as I spoke. A look of thought crossed his features as I finished.
“I’d like that. You really are in a better place aren’t you?”
“I really am. I’ve never been this happy before, every part of my life is at a fulfilled point right now. Teaming with Joey is sparking my passion for fighting again. We’re kicking ass at every turn and even have a tag title shot coming up.”
A soft smile came to my lips as I thought about where I was in life at the moment.
“Xavier is… amazing. I never thought I’d find a guy as great as him. He makes me feel like the sexiest woman in the world. Always keeping me on my toes and is always there when there’s even a hint of me not being happy about something.”
Leaning forward a bit on the couch my smile grew a bit.
“And the kids they make me crazy but it’s always amazing to watch your little ones grow.. Life is great. I have so much to be thankful for and hopeful for that there’s no room to hold onto the past. There’s no room to keep hating you because at the end of the day everything I’ve been through has been a lesson and has helped me find the light in the dark."
“I’m happy for you hun. Want some coffee?”
“Sure.”
I leaned back on the couch thinking over everything as Andy got up and headed into the kitchen. Suddenly a lot of weight lifted off my shoulders and I felt focused, energized and hopeful for what was to come.
~Bitch’s Blog - On Camera? Or… On Internet~
So here I am sitting in the last place I ever thought I would be. I'm surrounded by memories of my past and while some are good a lot of them are bad. Some could say remembering a lot of this could be a bad thing but instead it has me energized. I'm at the top of my game as I scroll through the past.
Something I would have went against back in the beginning was tagging. The thought alone made me cringe. It wasn't because I didn't think I could do it, it was because I thought I was better then it. ‘Having to have a partner for accomplishments? My god how pathetic. If you can't get by on your own you shouldn't be doing this.’
That was the thought process back then but now… I've started to see the beauty in it. The thrill of celebrating with your best friend when you pull off a win against a great team. I've done a lot in the wrestling business over the years I've been in it. I look at Matthew Shields and see his title reign and feel nothing. Back in the day I'd gun for him, try to knock him off his high horse but now?
Having been a world champion I feel accomplished there. I've held women's championships, I've held IC Titles and I've held Hardcore titles. Would I want to do those things again? I guess but at the end of the day that's not what I'm here for. I want to do something I'm finding myself respecting more and more as I do it. I want to stand in the middle of the ring, my best friend by my side, holding tag gold high in the air.
Now why would I actually admit half the things I did? Why in the hell when I’m signed to redemption as mostly a tag team fighter would I actually admit to thinking tag was shit at one point in my life? It’s simple, I was never quiet about that opinion to begin with. I use to publicly voice my detest for tagging. I’m actually shocked no opponents have called me on it yet. On the same hand it gives me a chance to call myself on it and clear the air from that time to now.
I’ve come to realize it’s not about trying to accomplish something with a partner because you can’t on your own. Let’s face it, me and Joey have a really strong history in singles competition. We don’t need the other to drive each other to goals, we are capable on our own. The thing is, we’re stronger standing together then we are standing separately. Scary thought, I know but it’s true.
Look at most of the tag teams around these days. You have Cause and Effect, my husband and his brother. Who better to pick as a partner than someone that’s had your back his whole life? There’s a certain level of effort both put out to ensure the other doesn’t get let down. Jet City uses the same thing to their advantage, two brothers having each other's backs.
Rebel Ink, our opponents this week, are a husband and wife combo. If you love someone enough to have that level of commitment you know for sure they are going to fight with you, for you, and so on and so forth. It's all about the bond.
Me and Joey's bond has been strong since the day we formed it. Whenever I've had a problem he's been there for me. Whenever he's had a problem I've been there for him. We're not married, we're not related but what we are is the best of friends. There's barely anyone in this world that knows me as well as he does and the same can be said for me when it comes to him.
Out of all the tag teams on this roster I honestly think we're the best match for giving Rebel Ink a run for their money. Guess all that’s left to do is wait and see though. Until Sunday.
