Post by Kenzi Grey on May 28, 2016 21:11:02 GMT -5
Candid Moment: Kenzi Grey
Why is it that I feel like 29 May 2016 is the culmination of everything in my life? It’s like everything has been leading up to this moment in time. No…it’s not all about Keira Fisher and the match that she has been pining for over the last 10 long months. It’s about everything that I have been through from birth…to now. I have never been my own person…I have never been the master of my own destiny, at least not for any real appreciable amount of time…
…Rape Baby…
That is how my own mother described me. A product of an unwanted sexual dalliance between a drug and alcohol addled supermodel and some nameless, faceless man that my mother has never seen fit to name. Was she raped? Maybe she was…but knowing my mother the way that I do, she was more likely the one doing the raping and she simply doesn’t remember who it was she took advantage of! Maybe one day I’ll find out who my father is…and maybe I never will…but until that day, I guess I’m stuck with the moniker my mother saddled me with. How does a young girl overcome this you ask? The answer is…she doesn’t!
My mother left me in Seattle to live with my grandmother. She would occasionally visit…but I don’t think she really came to see me since she always seemed to be surprised that I was there. She even had the nerve to ask who I was a few times. How does that not leave a person scarred and damaged? I mean…to be honest, even though my mother did that to me I still idolized and wanted to be just like her. She was gorgeous…had lots of fans…lived an exciting life. It was like, the more she rejected me…the more I craved her attention. She never paid me any…not until she got her reality show.
By all rights, I should have spit in my mother’s face when she asked for me to be part of her stupid fucking show! I should have just stayed with my grandmother and lived my life without her…but she was my mother and I jumped at the chance to please her. October of 2011 was my ‘coming out’ party to the entire world when I appeared on the season 4 episode of my mother’s reality show, ‘The World According to Sid.’ My mother thought that she was dying of cancer and she was looking to finally make peace with all of the people she wronged in her past…that apparently included me. I didn’t realize it at the time…but she was just using me as nothing by ratings fodder for her fucking show!
I found out later that if the show hadn’t seen the jump in ratings that it got…I would have been sent right back home to Seattle and that would have been the end of that. I suppose…unfortunately for me, I found myself added to the cast as they made all manner of awkward storylines in an attempt to capitalize on the shitty nature of my relationship with my mother. I didn’t realize or care that I was being exploited…all I wanted was to be accepted and loved by someone that I cared about. In the end…it was all bullshit. It just took me longer than it should have to figure that all out.
When she came to LAW…I followed her…watching as she tried to make a comeback inside the ring. She was wrestling girls half her age as she acted half their age while doing it! Despite it all…I still only craved her attention, but I never got it…not until I started to follow in her footsteps. It was then that I realized that the answer was right in front of my face the entire time. She didn’t want a daughter…she wanted a second chance and she was going to get that by living it through me! I landed a movie role and she was right there beside me…basking in the glow and slowly but steadily working her way into the limelight. Before I knew it, I was pushed aside and suddenly everything was about her instead of me. The sick thing was…I was happy that she was finally paying attention to me. Of course…that meant that other people were starting to pay attention as well…
Keira Fisher hated my mother…so did a lot of other people, but with Keira it was visceral. She didn’t stop at calling my mother names…she said that she wanted to kill her. She made terrible threats to her every chance that she got! Did my mother hit back? Sure she did! She gave as good as she got, but it was in response to Keira’s constant needling! It didn’t stop with her, it also extended to me! I’d never met anyone in my life that was so nasty and filled with hate for someone that they had never even met! “I’m gonna kill you…you and your whore mother…blah, blah, blah!” It never ended with her…it never seemed to ever stop! I tried hard to ignore it…I wanted a relationship with my mother and I didn’t care what people like Keira thought!
I had seen that by following in my mother’s footsteps, it strengthened our connection and I wanted more of that…so I told her that I wanted to follow her into the wrestling ring…and then things changed…for the worse. Suddenly I was a little child again…just nothing more than a disappointment…her little Rape Baby! How do you process that? I tell her that I want to be a professional wrestler…just like she was…I beg her to train me…and she practically laughs in my face! She unloaded on me…she told me that I wouldn’t make it and I wouldn’t amount to anything! I was too scared to be a success like she was…nothing scared her! All I had ever been was a mistake…
…a mistake…
…an accident…
…
Maybe she pushed me too hard…maybe she went too far and I just…I just snapped. All my life all I wanted was to have what other girls had…a mother that loved and cared about me. Someone that I could aspire to be like…someone who would love me and tell me how great I was and how great I could be! Sidney Grey had never been that woman…at least not for when it didn’t suit her own interests! The one thing that I will say is this…I appreciate the fact that my mother had the intestinal fortitude to tell me to my face that she hated me and that she wished I had never been born! That made things so much easier…so much clearer to me…
…I didn’t need her anymore…in fact…I’d never needed her at all…
…
In Portland, Oregon my mother was run down outside the arena…the victim of a hit and run driver, but let’s be completely honest here…did anyone REALLY shed a tear for her? Of course I did! Why would I not? I was the dutiful daughter who only wanted justice for her mother! I wanted to find out who would have done such a thing and I wanted to make them pay!
Roxi Johnson volunteered to help me find out what happened to my mother. Of course, Keira continued to make it clear that she hated my mother…but Roxi was going to do her duty, regardless. Roxi said and did all the right things…she actually had me thinking that she cared as she prepared to interview likely suspects within LAW. For a time…I thought that maybe I had misjudged people’s distain for my mother…at least until I saw just how much they all really cared. They cared…not a fucking stitch! Roxi took the opportunity to stretch the bounds of good taste and seriousness by dressing up like Sherlock Holmes, complete with a fucking pipe as she launched her investigation. Was it funny? Sure it was…but it was also eye opening for me…a little glimpse behind the curtain…as it were.
It was a farce from the beginning…and I quickly lost all interest when I saw that in the end…I was right to feel no remorse over the end of my mother’s career. Just as she hadn’t cared for me…no one REALLY cared that she was gone. So…I started to point the finger at people…just because I could and it amused me to do so! Roxi was having so much fun…who was I to end it? Things didn’t take a nasty turn until I dared to suggest that maybe Roxi might have been the one to have done the deed. In predictable fashion, Keira flew off the handle and she out-right punched me in the mouth…demanding a match to defend her wife’s honor.
In that one simple act…I was made a LAW star…the thing that my mother never wanted for me…never believed that I could be. I didn’t have the skill to step into the ring…and I would only dishonor the Grey name by doing so. In this…I can’t call my mother a liar, because on 15 July 2015 at LAW 31 I stepped into the ring with a VERY pissed off LAW Breakout Champion. I had the shortest match in LAW history for my debut. I ran at Keira and I ate a Seven Sins kick right in the face…
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3…
The match was over and everything that my mother had ever said about me was…if I may use the word…Validated! She had told me that I would never be anything but an embarrassment to her…and I was. Not only had I lost…but I made a mockery of my mother’s memory in the process. She had become a main event player in her time…headlining shows…and here was her daughter, getting knocked out cold in less than seven seconds. Looking back on it…now…it makes me very happy that it happened that way…I’m happy to have shit on everything that she built, the same way she shit on me for my entire life.
In the irony of ironies, after Keira won the match…she extended her hand to me in friendship…vowing to help me find the person that ran my mother down. I took her hand…and it sickened me then to do it…and it sickens me just as much to think about it now! Why? Because for Keira, it wasn’t about doing right by me…it was about teaching me a lesson! She wanted to show out for everyone watching while preserving that little nugget that she could hold over me and everyone else as a reminder of who she was and what she was capable of. Well…I learned that lesson…and I learned it damn well!
Just like I thought, even though Keira was more than helpful in the investigation, she was always ready with a reminder to me of just how much better than me she was. She buzzed around like an annoying fly that wouldn’t go away and refused to stay out of your face. In truth, it was only because Roxi Johnson got the scare of her life and was almost rundown in a manner that was similar to my mother that she finally shut the fuck up!
FINALLY!!
I have never before that moment ever been so pleased at another’s near misfortune! Sure…while I might have been a bit annoyed with Roxi, I didn’t want her to end up as road pizza. I just wanted Keira Fisher off my fucking back! Surprise, surprise…I finally got my wish! Keira turned her attention to finding out who would dare run over her beloved Roxi and I could finally get on with my life. The search for my mother’s assailant faded from memory and I was free to put her in my rearview mirror…along with Keira Fisher. That is exactly what I did!
I turned my eyes to loftier goals…I set my mind to surpassing my mother in every way possible. Modeling…acting…and even wrestling…though, admittedly, it’s still a work in progress. I did everything that I could to succeed inside the ring and the harder I tried, the harder it became. There were a lot of times when I thought that I wanted to just give up…I just wanted to throw my hands up and quit everything. I had failed…just like my mother told me I would…I was nothing more than a born loser, stumbling in the dark with no hope of being anything better…
…or so I thought…
When Alex Yin came into my life…it was just what I needed and at just the right time. I never knew how much I needed someone to light my way until she did just that. She showed me that it was okay to fail…so long as I kept on trying. I failed…and I failed…and I failed a lot more before it was over and done…but the one thing that remained was that I was finally happy. If I had died then and there…I wouldn’t have minded, because I could never imagine myself ever being happier. Maybe that is why I held on so tight…maybe I held on too tight when things started to go south.
Thoughts of my mother and what happened to her hadn’t entered my mind since last year. Then…suddenly and completely out of the blue, here comes Jenny Tuck spouting off at the mouth about me running down my mother and having me arrested for it! In an instant, everything that I had worked for…everything that I had built was torn down right in front of my eyes! When I should have been concerned with keeping my relationship going strong, I had to do everything in my power to keep from ending up behind bars! Jenny Tuck tried every trick in the book to get her way. She abused her power as General Manger…and lost after someone confessed to the crime…my old roommate Hannah Paul. Not to be outdone, Jenny influenced the next General Manager, Maria Salvatore and put herself in a match against me. After I found a way to get her out of my hair, Maria took it upon herself to do what she could to drive a wedge between myself and Alex…
…maybe I shouldn’t have fought so hard to keep my relationship and my freedom…
…if I had to choose, I’d pick Alex Yin every single time…
…but, I guess we don’t always get what we want…
I dealt with Maria…harshly…and a few lies I told came back to bite me. Before I knew it…Alex left me standing at the altar…she’d dumped me over Twitter…and everything that had mattered before, didn’t seem to matter quite so much anymore…
…it still doesn’t…
…I can’t seem to care…
I told you that Alex was the light that pushed away my darkness…she was my reason for being. With her gone…I didn’t care that Jenny Tuck had returned and had somehow managed to turn my match against Keira into a cluster-fuck screw-job…all with the apparent approval of Dazi Miyashita…a woman with the backbone of a fucking jellyfish! If Keira wanted to win the match so badly…she could have it! What did I care? If I didn’t have Alex to go home to…why would I even leave in the first place?
…it gets better…
..and by better, I mean it doesn’t get better at all…
The icing on the cake…my mother decides to wake up with plans to tell the world exactly what she saw the night she was rundown. Anyone want to place bets on who she thinks she saw?
I wasn’t sticking around for that…for any of that…so I left!
Keira “Two-Face” Fisher could have her second win over me that she can brag about the next time she needs to teach someone a lesson!
Jenny “Pretzel Legs” Tuck could go back to being the world’s oldest and ugliest phony Playboy Playmate in history! She wouldn’t have me to go kicking around anymore!
Maria “Elephant Ass” Slutvatore could keep on eating sugar coated lard and potato hoe cakes! My relationship was over…thanks in part to her!
And Dazi “Spaghetti Spine” Miyashita could see if she could fit anymore of herself up Jenny Tuck’s asshole! She was a terrible GM and out of all of them, she was the biggest waste of time!
I was over and done…OUT OF THE BUSINESS! They could all claim that they played their part in running me off…and they’d all be right! What did I care? I had poured out my heart and given everything that I had for the people I thought cared the most for me and in the end…they all deserted me…no one cared what happened to me, so I didn’t care about what happened to me either.
I left for Japan…the place Alex and I had argued over and finally picked for our honeymoon and I did everything that I could to erase what little bit of myself remained. There was no part of me that didn’t ache from the loss I had suffered…the losses I had continued to suffer. I felt each one as keenly as a razor to my flesh…both literally and figuratively. I drank…I smoked…I fucked…I did whatever came to mind, not caring if it was the last thing that I ever did…because that is what you do when the world turns its back on you…
…right…?
…apparently not…
…when you have unfinished business…
Unfinished business…that is what has drawn me back into LAW…back into the belly of the beast that chewed me apart, devoured me completely, then shat me out. They should have been done with me! What more could they possibly do? I have been humiliated at every turn with only the briefest moments of respite from it all. Since the day I stepped foot in LAW…the one constant has been the distain that I have had to endure because of my mother’s legacy…because of the steps I took to erase that legacy…because I dared to try to be happy in the midst of it all…
…I have to answer for my crimes…
…that is what this is all about…
Keira Fisher was not content with my total humiliation…she wants my complete and utter destruction. The irony of it all is that she has already achieved that. Because of her dogged pursuit of me…because of the hatred she fostered in all of her friends and associates…I lost the one good thing that I had left in my life. Because of Keira Fisher I’m so lost in the dark that I can never see my way to finding the part of me that Alex loved…and allowed me to love her or anyone else back. I don’t remember it…and if I could, I wouldn’t want to. I’m truly a shell of my former self…a shell that Keira has insisted on hammering on right up until Validation…right up until she finally forces me to crack and reveal to the world all that is left inside me…
…rage…
Kenzi Grey’s Apartment
New York City, New York
22 May 2016
Kenzi Grey was an unkempt mess following the long flight back from Japan. Her usually flawless caramel skin seemed sallow and her hair was in wild tangles which obscured most of her face. Given the choice, she would have gladly sat on the couch silently with her knees pulled up into her chest as she brooded in the apartment she had once shared with the love of her life, Alex Yin. The place was as empty as a tomb now without her cheerful presence…empty but for the exception of her mother, Bobbi London, and the Sisterhood, collectively known as the Kentourage. Kenzi didn’t bother to look at any of them as she sat as still as a statue.
Sidney rolled her eyes as she stared daggers into her daughter. The sight of her sitting there looking so lost and forlorn was sickening to her. She had never let the world get her down and utterly break her. She always found a way to pull herself up by her bootstraps and do whatever was needed to turn the tide in her favor. That is the element that her daughter lacked…that is what frustrated her the most…and that is why she had to go!
Sidney rolled her chair up to Kenzi, moving directly into her daughter’s line of sight. “Sitting on your ass and staring at the wall isn’t going to make things any better! You have one week to get yourself and your affairs in order before you finally pay for what you did to me!”
Kenzi sighed as her eyes finally focused on her mother instead of the empty spot on the wall behind her. “What do you want from me? More humiliation?! You drag me back here from halfway around the world and now you want to threaten me with what…JAIL TIME?!” Kenzi ran her hands over her face, pulling the hair out of her eyes. “Why don’t you just call the police now instead of forcing me into this stupid ass match with Keira Fisher?! There’s nothing in this for you…especially if you’re just going to throw me under the bus anyway!!”
Sidney laughed at this, obviously highly amused at her daughter’s limited capacity to understand just how vindictive her mother could be. “Oh, there is PLENTY in it for me! I lost a year of my life thanks to you…but I plan on seeing you flounder one last time before I bring down the curtain and finally end this little fiction that you have built around yourself!” She shook her head with a smirk plastered across her face, “I told you that the wrestling ring was no place for you! I sacrificed everything to keep you where you belonged, but you insisted on trying to prove me wrong…and all you ever did was continue to fail and fail again while you sullied everyone’s memory of me! I had been on the cusp of greatness in LAW! I had cemented my place there as a main event player and there was no one there who was going to stop me!” Sidney went silent as she searched her daughter’s face for any sign of remorse. Finding none, she snorted, “You don’t get it…this was never your world! You’re going to see just how much it isn’t on Sunday when you step into the ring with someone who’s just as pissed at you as I am!”
Kenzi couldn’t believe what she was hearing as she sat up, her eyes blazing with anger. “THAT BITCH DOESN’T GIVE TWO SHITS ABOUT YOU OR WHAT YOU WANT!! ALL SHE CARES ABOUT IS ROXI AND MAKING ME PAY FOR NOTHING AT ALL!”
Sidney cracked a smile at this, “You did PLENTY Kenzi…and no, I don’t suspect that Keira cares about me or what I want, but this weekend, our aims are the same. She wants a pound of flesh for all that you put her and her wife through…and I aim to make sure that she gets it! When she’s done with you…the rest belongs to me!” Sidney looked down at her legs, positioned neatly in the stirrups of the wheelchair she was now confined to. “I’m coming down to that ring on Sunday night after the dust settles and then you’re going to learn what it’s like to lose your freedom…what it’s like to be a prisoner! I strongly suggest that you make the most of your last week out and about…on Sunday night it ends!”
Sidney waved for Bobbi to come over and wheel her out, but Kenzi spoke up, giving her pause as she did. “I want to see Alex then…one more time.”
Sidney turned her head to the ceiling as she could hardly believe her ears. “Seriously?! After everything that has happened…after she humiliated you on Twitter…told you she wanted nothing more to do with you, you’re STILL trying to get a little taste of the Orient?!” Sidney glared at Kenzi, “No…not just no…but, FUCK NO!”
Kenzi’s eyes filled with tear, “YOU’RE SENDING ME TO JAIL, WHY THE FUCK DO YOU EVEN CARE?!!”
Sidney laughed, “Because…you care.” Sidney wrapped her arms around herself, “There’s no happy ending anywhere in this for you Kenzi…of that, I plan to make damn sure! So keep your mind focused on Validation…and keep on thinking about what happens afterwards!”
Kenzi had nothing, but she blurted out the only thing that she could think of. “There’s nothing to stop us from talking to each other…”
Sidney glanced over her shoulder at Dana and Dinah O’Connell, then turned back to Kenzi and shrugged. “I disagree…I think that there is plenty to stop you from talking, but you can always try it and find out. I mean…I doubt it very seriously if Mackenzie Roberts will mind not having to face anyone for her Marquee Championship…because, that can be arranged!”
Kenzi sat back slowly as the threat to Alex Yin came yet again. By all rights, Kenzi shouldn’t have still cared about Alex…especially after she had executed the most cold-hearted break up in the history of the world, via Twitter of all places. She knew that she had earned every bit of the anger that Alex had felt…and though she had gone overboard, but she didn’t want Alex hurt…she would never want that. That is the only reason she had allowed her mother to literally drag her back to the states and toss her back into the match with Keira Fisher. She only wanted this to be over…all of it! “Fine…” Kenzi finally added, “…I won’t talk to her. Are you happy?!”
Sidney snickered, then wheeled herself closer to Kenzi, “No…no I’m not! As a matter of a fact…I don’t want to see or hear any of the filth that I saw on your phone! Talking to women about having lesbian sex…IT’S DISGUSTING! I DON’T WANT TO SEE IT ANYMORE, GOT ME?!” Sidney arched her brow, “If you want to talk about something…talk about your match with Keira…or just say your goodbyes! That’s it…PERIOD!”
Sex of any kind was the last thing on her mind at the moment, but her mother’s homophobia only served to upset Kenzi even more. “What in the actual FUCK?! Does it bother you that badly that I’m a lesbian?!”
Sidney narrowed her eyes on her daughter, clenching her teeth as she did. “It bothers me that you THINK you’re a lesbian! That little yellow bitch did this…she twisted and infected your mind…your particularly weak mind! If you’d been just a bit younger, I would have had her charged for what she did to you…what she made you do!”
Kenzi’s face was hot with rage, “Alex never made me do anything! I love Ale…” she paused, stopping short of expressing her love for the girl…not because she no longer felt it, but she felt it too keenly and she knew that she would never love that way again. She swallowed as she straightened, “…I love women mother…your daughter is a pussy loving lesbian! As a matter of a fact…when you send me to jail…I intend to bury my face in every smelly crotch I can find there.” She cracks a slight smile, “Maybe I will try to eat my way to freedom! What do you think about that?”
Sidney’s face is stone-like and completely unreadable. She nods slowly, “Say your goodbyes to all your little lesbo friends Kenzi…Chase, Tolsen, whomever else is out there that I don’t know about! This is over…do you hear me? IT’S ALL OVER!”
Kenzi stuck her tongue between her fingers and licked them at her mother as she rolled her eyes, then called for Bobbi London to wheel her out of the room. As they cleared the threshold, Kenzi shot to her feet, rushing over and she slammed the door shut hard behind them. She turned and pressed her back to the door as her chest heaved, but she refused to let the tears fall. She had done enough crying…the time for that was over and done.
She pushed herself off the door and walked into the kitchen…standing in front of the refrigerator for a moment, before turning to the counter and the row of steak knives that sat snug in their sheaves. She stood there, wrapping her arms around herself as she rocked back and forth…her mind wandering as she did. How easy it would be to just…reach over and pluck out one of the sharp shiny beauties and just…put an end to this farce right here and right now.
Kenzi flinched back as she felt the cold steel pressed to her arm. She didn’t even remember picking up the knife…much less pressing it to her arm. A hiss escaped her lips as the blade slipped across her forearm, then clattered down to the floor. Kenzi fell back against the kitchen dining table, then crumbled to the floor, taking down two chairs in the process.
Kenzi watched as the blood trickled down her arm, hot and sticky, then it dripped on the floor. She closed her eyes and listened to her heart thumping in her ears…she could feel the blood literally being pushed out of her and onto the linoleum floor. She leaned her head back and laughed a bit at the thought of how no one at all would care about her being found sitting there completely cold and dead the next morning. She had never mattered to anyone at all except for Alex Yin and now that she had moved on…there was no one left to care…not a single person in all the world…
BUZZ, BUZZ…
BUZZ, BUZZ…
Kenzi opened her eyes and let her head fall forward as she wondered what was making the buzzing noise, distracting her from all her despair…
BUZZ, BUZZ…
BUZZ, BUZZ…
“What in the actual FUCK?!” Kenzi swore as she rifled in her pocket until she found her phone. She looked at the screen, struggling to figure out who it was that was Tweeting at her. When she saw the names of some of the people she hated most at this particular moment, she couldn’t help but to Tweet back…with some of the most foul and heinous things that she could think of, particularly to Mackenzie Roberts, Alexis Blake, and Keira Fisher. As soon as she hit the send button, she sat on the floor in anticipation of the responses that came back…
BUZZ, BUZZ…
BUZZ, BUZZ…
A genuine smile came to her face, but it quickly vanished, replaced by a look of determination as she dug deeper in to the vault of hate that had grown to capacity inside her. She Tweeted back to them…then turned her attention to others, not caring who she offended as she did. It was like therapy for her…a healing balm that turned her focus away from the destructive cutting of herself that she had only recently engaged in. This…this hurt a lot less, but the gratification lasted longer.
Before she knew it, she was on her feet and headed to the bathroom, wrapping her arm in a cold wet towel, even as she continued to rant and rave over Twitter. She allowed any rambling thought that crossed her mind to come out…coherent or not. Earning scorn for her biting wit brought a grin to her face…earning a block broadened it even more.
She had found a new addiction…at least for the moment. Sooner or later, she’d have to face the real world…a real world where both her mother and Keira Fisher were waiting. It would take a lot more than 140 characters to get them off her back…but that was just under a week away. In the meantime, this would do…it would do just fine…
Kenzi’s Apartment
New York City, New York
24 May 2016
Kenzi had enjoyed her new past time of being LAW resident Twitter Bitch…and along the way she had managed to make a few friends…or maybe they were enablers? She didn’t know which they were…and she didn’t care. Twitter was the thing that kept what little bit of her sanity that remained, intact. She lived for it…and she thrived there. Like today…she’d made a new friend by the name of TINA. TINA went by the Twitter handle of @twerkin4life and TINA was very, very helpful to Kenzi’s continued recovery.
When Kenzi had invited TINA over to her apartment to help her sort through what remained of Alex Yin’s photographs…things between them got really, really HOT between them!
Kenzi stood outside her apartment building as fire fighters rushed in and neighbors were evacuated. She picked up her phone and messaged TINA, snickering at the response as the girls enjoyed a bit of criminal mischief. It was all a great bit of fun for her…as well as an end of an era. She’s shared so much of herself there with Alex and every waking moment she spent there only made her feel worse. Those feelings would be over and done now.
“OH MY GOD!! MY DAUGHTER…I THINK SHE’S IN THERE!!”
Kenzi turned around as a middle age woman ran up, only to be intercepted by the Fire Fighters there. They held the woman, pushing her back for her safety while the others battled the blaze. They did their best to reassure her. “Ma’am…you have to calm down! She’s going to be alright! Do you hear me? She’s going to be okay!”
Kenzi stood ramrod still…her entire body going numb as she mouthed the words, right along with them. “She’s going to be okay…Kenzi...” Kenzi swallowed hard as she closed her eyes and felt herself being transported back…back to a time when she had heard similar words spoken…the night her mother was rundown...
LAW 28
Chiles Center
Portland, OR
7 June 2015
Kenzi sat in the car with the lights all turned off and only the soft purr of the running engine to break the silence. Her hands were wet with perspiration as she waited and wondered if she had the guts to go through with what she had planned. She had mulled it over in her head a thousand times, but now, when the moment was near…she wondered why she had ever thought that she could do what she was planning in the first place. Her stomach cramped and her stomach rolled as the bile inside threatened to rush up and out like a rainbow colored fountain. “OH MY GOD! I’M GONNA PUKE!” Kenzi opened the driver’s side door and nearly fell out onto the street as her stomach unloaded through the grates of a nearby gutter. Her shoulder’s jerked as her back arched convulsively.
“OH SHIT! KENZI, ARE YOU OKAY?!!” Kenzi’s friend and roommate, Hannah Paul opened the passenger side door and rushed over to her side, dutifully grabbing Kenzi’s hair and holding it as she continued to puke. Hannah patted Kenzi’s back, “It’s okay…just get it all out. Everything will be fine.”
As she finally finished, Kenzi sat on the pavement, her eyes red and swollen and her complexion ashen. She shook her head, “I don’t think I can do this…I can’t!”
Hannah looked relieved. “THANK GOD! I told you that this was a TERRIBLE idea!” Hannah helped Kenzi up and walked her around and put her into the passenger side of the car. Before she closed the door, she wagged her finger at Kenzi. “Please don’t puke in this car…it’s rented in my name, got it?!” Kenzi could only weakly give Hannah the finger. Hannah rolled her eyes, “Stank bitch!” Hannah ran around and jumped into the driver’s seat and closed the door. She sat there for a moment, shaking her head. “I can’t believe that you made me come here with you for this! Trying to scare the shit out of your mom? I must be desperate for real friends!”
Kenzi sighed as she sat up in the seat, still trying to get her stomach and head to settle. “I just wanted to put a little scare into her…you know?”
Hannah shook her head, “No…not really. Me and my mom are cool.”
Kenzi sat back, holding her stomach. “Lucky you…because being the daughter of Sidney Grey sucks a big bag of freeze dried donkey dicks!”
Hannah laughed, looking at Kenzi, “I don’t even want to know where you came up with that! I for one wa…”
Kenzi put her hand on Hannah’s arm. “Oh…THERE SHE IS! SHE’S HERE!”
Hannah squinted and saw Sidney Grey walking towards the arena in the distance. She turned to Kenzi, “Come on Ken…let’s just get out of here. We can get something to eat or just head back home, okay?”
Kenzi wiped her mouth as she shook her head, “No…we came all the way over here for this…we should finish what we start. Just drive pass her…really slow at first…I want to scare the shit out of her!”
Hannah turned to Kenzi, “You guys had a fight over you entering the wrestling ring…I don’t even see how we arrive at this?”
Kenzi looked at her friend, knowing that it was hard for her to understand, having come from a family with loving parents. “Han…the things she said to me…the names she called me! It was terrible! She told me that I was just a scared little girl…a mistake! A scared little Rape Baby and I would never make it because I was too afraid…afraid of everything!” She looked over at her mother as she continued walking towards the arena. “It’s time for her to see that she isn’t as brave as she thinks she is! Now…GO! Just drive close to her and I’ll yell out the window!”
Hannah was reluctant to do it…but they had traveled all the way to Portland together, just to put a scare into Kenzi’s mother. It would have been a waste of time and money not to at least follow through now. Hannah sighed as she put the car into gear, keeping the lights off as she crept up behind the LAW star, closing the distance as quietly as possible. Just as the car got right behind Sidney, Kenzi leaned over to yell out the window at her mother, just as she turned and looked right at the two of them.
As she opened her mouth to say something, Kenzi fell over onto Hannah, grabbing the wheel as she did. The car’s engine roared as it turned violently, plowing right into Sidney. Kenzi and Hannah both screamed as they stared at each other and the car kept going. Hannah gained control of the car as it whipped around the corner and she stopped. “KENZI…I…wha…what in the fuck happened? WHAT DID YOU DO?!”
Kenzi stared at Hannah, her mouth hanging open as she looked behind her and then back to her friend. “I…no…it was an accident…I…” Kenzi’s face was white as the color drained from it. “I didn’t mean to…”
Hannah opened the car door, “We have to go back there! We have to…”
Kenzi grabbed Hannah’s arm, pulling her back inside the car as she shook her head frantically. “NO! YOU CAN’T! THEY’LL ARREST YOU…THEY’LL ARREST THE BOTH OF US!!”
Hannah stared at her as she tried to process everything. “We…we can’t just leave…we have to…”
Kenzi stared at her, “I don’t want you to go to jail…not for this…not for anything that I did!”
Hannah closed the door and sat there, for a moment, considering her options then keyed up the On Star and dialed 911. Hannah started babbling to the operator as Kenzi sat back in shock. As Hannah finished, she put her hand on Kenzi’s arm. “She’ll be okay Kenz…you have to believe that…okay?” When Kenzi didn’t answer, Hannah shook her, “SAY SHE’LL BE OKAY, KENZI…”
Kenzi closed her eyes as she repeated what Hannah said. “She’ll be okay, Kenzi…she’ll be okay…”
“She’ll be okay…” Kenzi repeated as she snapped back to the present. She put her hand to her chest as she bent over and nearly threw up from the memory of what had happened to her mother…and the part she had played. Sidney had made it clear that she meant to take Kenzi’s freedom after Validation…and in the end, she’d be right to do it…accident or not. They had hit Sidney and then they had fled the scene.
When one of the Firemen walked over and asked her if she was okay, all she could do was nod and walk away. In a few more days…she was going to pay for what she did. It was only right…but until that time came…she still had one more job to do.
She looked up at the building as flames licked out of the windows and she immediately regretted burning what was left of Alex’s belongings and pictures. She thought she wanted to forget her…to forget everything, but that had been a mistake. She needed those memories…because that is all she would ever have left of the person she was. With those things gone…all she could do was the one thing she had been brought back to the states for…
…to fight Keira Fisher…and to win, and then leave with her head held high…
Candid Moment: Kenzi Grey
Validation is right around the corner now…and I can hardly wait! Yes…I know that the odds are not at all in my favor, in fact…it is likely the most lopsided match in the history of the universe. Just me…surrounded by all of the people that hate me the most in the wrestling business as I face the woman that I had my very first match against…a woman that wants to hurt and cripple me. Maybe I should be scared…I mean…Keira Fisher was a tremendous Breakout Champion and certainly a top contender in this or any other company. Even without this match being a cluster-fuck, going up against her is likely a losing proposition for me…assuming that I’m the complete and utter idiot that she makes me out to be…
…unfortunately for Keira, I am far from an idiot…
She has made this match about getting revenge on me for something she says that I caused…something that I orchestrated against her wife, Roxi Johnson…a failed hit and run attempt. The optimum word here is ‘failed’ but Keira doesn’t seem to care and far as she’s concerned, I might as well have just killed Roxi outright! That’s her motivation…that and the fact that she hates my mother…
…oddly enough, we share common ground on that subject…but I digress…
Regardless of the truth, where it concerns Roxi Johnson, this farce of a match that she is so confident about is not about what she thinks it is. She thinks that this is ‘her’ match…designed by her friend Jenny Tuck to ensure that I get what’s coming to me. In fact, this match is really all about me…getting exactly what I want! Keira may be fired up about what she ALMOST lost…but what about me? What about what I ACTUALLY lost?! Keira and her band of cronies and on-line bullies have systematically chipped away at me and my very sanity while playing a part in ruining the only good thing that I had left in my life…my relationship with Alex Yin!
Now…I can’t blame them for all of my woes, because I certainly played my part it all of this…but if Keira’s gang of fucktards hadn’t made it their business to torment me…I wouldn’t have made the choices I had to make just to protect myself and Alex from their slings and arrows! In the end…they succeeded in driving a wedge between Alex and I…and now…they think that this match will be the grand finale where Keira gets to bring this thing full circle and end me? No…it doesn’t work that way…not in the real world! You don’t get to push people and continue pushing them until they just stop. Sometimes they push back…and Sunday will be my time to do that…Validation is where I get to finally pay back every single slight…every single insult, because…the gang is all here…every single last one of them!
Jenny Tuck ABUSED her power as Interim General Manager to push her agenda against me on Keira’s behalf. Jenny knew that I would beat her to within an inch of her life for trying to have me locked up in jail…separated from Alex! When that gambit failed and she was no longer General Manager, she took it upon herself to enlist Maria Salvatore into her cause…
…a fat ass piece of shit that had ZERO reason to interfere in my life or relationship…
Maria was supposed to be a fair and impartial General Manager…but she was anything but! She allowed Jenny to manipulate her and force me into a match against Alex Yin…a match against my fiancée that served no purpose at all, other than to cause a rift between me and the woman I loved! Someone please explain to me why Keira gets to be indignant towards me for something that almost happened to her wife and I can’t be indignant about someone actually doing something to me and my wife to be?
Maria intentionally made that match with the express purpose of ruining my relationship! She even stuck Keira in the match and threatened that if we didn’t try to beat the hell out of each other that she would take away the Marquee Championship opportunity that she had so generously given to Alex. Does this seem like a benevolent leader to you? This sounds like someone who doesn’t know now to wield the power they are given, except to use it to hurt the people they have vendettas against. In this case…it wasn’t even a vendetta that Maria had against me…she was just acting on Jenny Tuck’s wishes…
…again…another sign of a weak ass bitch without the intestinal fortitude to be General Manager…
When I ‘accidently’ kicked Keira in the head and put Maria’s little plan in jeopardy…she refused to let it go and she personally stuck her nose in our match, just to make sure that her last planned act as General Manager would go off without a hitch. Well…I beat Maria’s fat ass for trying to ruin my already tenuous relationship with Alex! The last image of her as General Manager was her laid out in the middle of the ring like a beached whale…butter face down and fat ass up! FUCK HER!
I put her in my rearview mirror…which is tough because of how big and fat she is! However, I can’t move on because Jenny Tuck thought it was a good idea if Maria was put in my match as the ring announcer…just so she could get one more chance at revenge. Well…I’m sorry to say this…but all Jenny succeeded in doing was giving me one more chance to send that bubble-butt Clydesdale to the goddamn glue factory! I am going to take the microphone from her and perform the first televised colonoscopy on LAW!
Thank you Jenny Tuck…thank you for putting that piece of shit right where I can get my hands on her! You have no one to blame but yourself for this!
I have to mention Dazi Miyashita…the current Interim General Manager…and the woman who co-signed this entire farce! She’s no different than Jenny Tuck…in fact she’s worse! At least Jenny Tuck made her own decisions…Dazi can’t even run her own fucking show! Jenny shows up out of the blue and starts making match stipulations for Validation…telling…not asking…and Dazi doesn’t open her mouth once to remind that whore that she aint in charge of a fucking thing! This is not the hallmark of a great leader…this is the hallmark of a weak ass cunt that isn’t fit to decide what she should have for lunch!
In her deluded mind, she thinks she made these choices…or that they were made before she was GM…but she’s as dumb as the day is long…or she is just as bias as Jenny Tuck and the rest of them! Jenny and Keira made it a point to chuckle over the fact that Dazi was going to be the Time Keeper for this match…as if that would give me some kind of pause! No…I’m happy she is there…I’m glad that she’s right there at ringside where I can take that bell from her and bash her goddamn brains out for being a piece of shit ‘Yes Man’ and not having any balls to run what was supposed to be HER show!
As if this match needed one…Jenny thought it would be funny to add in Roxi Johnson as the Enforcer! I don’t hate Roxi…I’m really very fond of her…or at least, I was at one time. I find it so hard to wrap my head around the fact that someone who seems to be such a good person can’t find a way to see what a fucking piece of shit their wife is! Of course…many would argue the same of myself and Alex Yin…but even Alex will tell you…she saw the darkness in me and she did what she thought was best for both of us by ending it! Maybe that is what I hate about Roxi…there are none so blind as she who will not see! That is Roxi’s problem…that is the one flaw in her that I find that I cannot forgive! She plays her part so well…pretending to be righteous and scolding Keira when she steps out of line…but it’s either an act or true ignorance that allows her to stand by the side of someone who spews out so much hate!
Earlier this week…I made it perfectly clear that I was going to take a little time on Sunday to make sure that I wrapped a steel chair around the head of Roxi Johnson while she was playing the part of Enforcer for this bullshit match on Sunday. Roxi told me that I should focus on Keira instead of her…this match was about the two of us…
REALLY BITCH?!! ARE YOU FUCKING MENTAL?!!
Keira has said it over and over and OVER!! She wanted this match because of what I almost did Roxi!
ALMOST, mind you! Something I nearly did…yet in the end…I did not do…
For Roxi to tell me that this is only between Keira and I either means that she is deaf, dumb, or fucking blind! Keira has made this match ALL about Roxi and she co-signed so hard when Jenny Tuck added Roxi to this match that I thought she’d cum in her pants! Well…whether Roxi Johnson wants to see it or not…she’s part of this and as part of it this…she’d better believe that when I started spitting hot fire, her ass was gonna get burned right alongside her stupid ass wife!
Jenny Tuck and Keira Fisher put Roxi in this match…and I am going to make them both pay for that decision! I told them that I have nothing to lose…but they have EVERYTHING to lose! Whatever happens to Roxi is on their heads…NOT MINE!
I have a lot of hate in my heart right now…mostly for Keira…but I have reserved a bit for all of the people who have enabled her over the past 10 months…and that list is long and it includes every single person that is in this match tomorrow night and I have nothing to stop me from taking out my revenge on each and every last one of them!
Keira…tell me this…do you feel like a big bad woman right now? Do you feel powerful because you have stacked the deck so heavily in your favor that no one can overcome them? Is that why you are so confident? Is that why you think that you’ll win this match and get what you want…a confession from me? Well…you can go straight to fucking hell because not only am I going to find a way to win this match…I am also not confessing a fucking thing to you…EVER!
You’re a bully and you’ve done nothing but try your best to screw me at every turn! Now…it’s your turn to get screwed! Now it’s your turn to see how it feels not to be in control of anything that is going on around you! You and Jenny Tuck have worked so hard to make sure that you’ve dotted every single ‘i' and crossed every single ‘t’ that you’ve completely missed the most obvious thing…I have nothing else to lose…not one single thing!
Because of your badgering and interference, I have no career so long as these accusations continue to swirl! Because of you two, I am constantly threatened with losing my freedom for a crime I didn’t commit! Because of you two knuckle dragging, downward dog facing, whorebags I lost the only thing that was ever good in my life…I lost my Alex…and now I don’t care about what happens to me or what happens to you and all of the people that you care about!
I should thank you for freeing me…I should…but I won’t! Instead…I’m going to set my mind to doing what I told you I was going to do…I was going to make you regret everything that you did to me! I am going to take all this hate and I am going to throw it right back in your fucking faces…each and everyone one of the people you drug into this! IT’S YOUR FAULT…THE TWO OF YOU…and you have no one to blame…except yourselves…
…see you at Validation…each and every last one of you!