Post by Crystal Hilton on Nov 21, 2015 23:47:29 GMT -5
You know there’s something that always bothers me.
No matter the company.
No matter the place.
No matter who it is.
Everything that people always say about me ends up being the same old shit over and over again. Everyone can’t help themselves to tell me that I am washed up or that I am a shade of my former self, and honestly I didn’t think that it would have an impact on me as much as it did but truth be told it’s really stirring something up within me, and I don’t know what it is.
Where do they get this understanding that I am washed up? That I don’t have it anymore?
Last time I checked I am only 27 years of age in this business and compared to all the other women who seem to pop up in this business around the age of 21 or 22 it may seem like it’s five years but come on it’s only FIVE fucking years. It’s not like I can’t do the same things that I could do five years ago. It’s not like I am showing signs of slowing down.
I am still the same woman that I was when I first came into this business at least skill wise. The only thing that really seems to have changed is that of my attitude?
So what really did happened?
I truthfully don’t know but that’s a question I have been longing to find the answer for.
Los Angeles, California
Crystal’s Home
Crystal had brought Kenzi Gray over to her Los Angeles home, and the two walked inside as they made their way into the room where Crystal had all of her accolades posted all over the wall. Kenzi smiled as she took it all in smiling as she walked past championship after championship. Grinning as she glared at everything that was all over the wall.
Kenzi: Wow Crys you truly were like the best right?
Crystal: I guess you could say that.
Crystal nods her head in agreement as she stares at everything. She picks up an award from that of Divas Unleashed. “Best Breakout Star 2005” Crystal glares at it for a few moments as does Kenzi as the smaller and younger wrestler turns her attention back over Crystal.
Kenzi: So can I ask you a question?
Crystal: Sure…
Is all Crystal can reply back as Kenzi takes everything all in as she turns her attention back over to that of Crystal. As she just analyzes everything in front of her.
Kenzi: What happened?
Crystal: Please don’t ask me that question… I am getting sick and tired of that fucking question. I swear to God everyone seems to be asking it, and now you are resorting to asking me the same thing as well.
Kenzi just nods it all in as she walks over to a picture of Crystal with the A Listers. It was back from the days of 3WL. It’s a picture of Crystal holding the 3WL Tag Team titles with Cassandra Cain. Serena Royale holding the Sky High Championship, and Nicky Silver with the World Championship held high above her head. For the most part in the photo Crystal seems happy but then the next photo Kenzi walks over to shows Crystal holding the 3WL Championship proudly over her head. Nobody is with her as it’s just Crystal standing in the spotlight. Kenzi walks over and looks at the two Hall of Fame awards on the wall as she slowly turns her attention back over to Crystal. Placing her hands on her hips.
Kenzi: But it’s an honest question. Look at the difference. At one point you were everything in the wrestling world. Hell you were someone that I wanted to be. You know what it’s like to dominate both the wrestling world and the entertainment world.
Crystal: That may be true but that was such a long time ago, and not everyone even remembers those days Kenzi. You seem to be the only one.
Kenzi: Well I know it might be hard for you to remember but I think I know what happened that caused you to just stop being the woman that you were destined to be.
Crystal raises her eyebrows in return as she looks deep into the eyes of Kenzi.
Crystal: And how exactly did I just stop. If you know what happened please enlighten me because I have been trying to figure out that question for the past like six months.
Kenzi thinks about it for a few moments as she looks deep into the eyes of Crystal.
Kenzi: Honestly your biggest issue is that you started to care way too much about what people thought of you. It was no longer about the wrestling but it was about trying to make a friend, and trying to bend under their whim just to make them happy.
Crystal: And what is wrong with that? Would you prefer me to just go the evil bitchy root that Violet did and lie to your face? Or perhaps even the likes of your own mother.
Kenzi: Please don’t bring them up. I rather not remember that.
Crystal however keeps pressing her way towards Kenzi as she stares daggers into Kenzi.
Crystal: And why don’t you want to remember that Kenzi?! After all… Isn’t that what you wanted me to be?! You want to know what was different back then. I didn’t have any friends. The friends I did have I stomped all over them just to get ahead in the business. I betrayed my own best friend Nicky Silver just to have Maleek for myself! Does it sound selfish? Yes! But I didn’t care… The only thing at the end of the day was doing whatever it took to make myself seem important. As long as I was the one getting the spotlight nothing else mattered to me. It was either Crystal Hilton or nothing at all. As for friends they didn’t play any sort of importance in my life. They were nothing but stepping stones to me.
Crystal glares deeper into Kenzi’s eyes.
Kenzi: Well it definitely made you have an impressive run in the business didn’t it?!
Crystal: Yes you can say that but at what cost?! You think it was worth it stabbing Nicky in the back just to make my own career seem important?!
Kenzi: And honestly… As much as you try to deny it, it was that ruthless that got you to where you are in wrestling. I tried to do things the way you been trying. Befriending everyone, not really knowing who to trust or perhaps putting my faith in everyone, and you know where that got me? Violet betraying me, even my own mother…. And yet I chose you to be the woman to bring me to the next level in wrestling. I chose you in hopes that somehow I could reawake what you used to be. You think I like being the pushover who everyone makes fun of or takes advantage of? You think I enjoy seeing what you have become? Simply taking losses to the likes of Violet, Summer St. Claire, my own mother, and just walking away like it doesn’t phase you?! I know it’s eating at your very soul….
Crystal: ….
Kenzi: Please… Be the woman that I grew up watching wrestle on a weekly basis, don’t be the woman that my mother had to punk out because if that’s what you have become. I honestly don’t want any part of that… It’s no different than what i have already been doing, and it’s on a road to failure. One I could take all by myself. But please bring the woman back from these photos. Don’t let the woman I grew up watching wash away like everyone thinks she has. I know you have it in you Crystal. Just please bring it back out, and when she does come out. Just pass on what you learned onto me… That’s all I want in the end…
Kenzi keeps her eyes focused on Crystal as she slowly starts to walk away.
Kenzi: Have a good day, and I’ll be watching your match. Just like you wanted me too… Up close and personal…
Kenzi finally leaves the house leaving Crystal alone. Despite the argument that Kenzi and Crystal had. Kenzi did have a point, and she finally had hit the issue that Crystal had a hard time at figuring out. Crystal became too soft. She started to trust too many people and at the end of the day it was changing who she was as a person… As much as Crystal wanted to deny it. Kenzi finally hit the nail on the head, and now it was up to Crystal to fix the issue about herself.
Well if it isn’t Gabby Camacho.
You know Gabby I am going to cut straight to the chase for the past couple of weeks what you have said has been plaguing my very mind and it’s been driven into me. I have been obsessive over it, and the only thing that keeps playing back over and over again is the fact that you think I am washed up. The fact that you think I don’t have it in me anymore and how you wish to take me down once and for all like I am old yeller and I need to be taken behind the woodshed.
But the fact is I have a lot more years left in me and what would it say if I just quit was I was doing. Especially when you have women such as Taryn Willow who are looking up to me as a veteran in this sport. Or the likes of Kenzi Gray who is now my protege, and honestly I haven’t had a protege since I taught Jenny Williams how to wrestle all those years ago.
Seems like an eternity but I am a woman who got her start in this business at a very young age, and wrestling is embedded in me at the very core. My siblings were wrestlers. My father was a famous wrestler, and even my siblings on that side of the family are in this business. I was always looked at as the woman who wasn’t good enough. Who got her start in this business from the ground up.
Who started off as a simple interviewer because women’s wrestling wasn’t as big as it is now, a woman merely hired for eye candy or to be the valet for her former husband but I have blossomed to something much more than that. However all you have seemed to do is insult me. Insult me to no end about my time in this business and to all of that I merely have to say fuck you.
You think me wrestling is some kind of joke? You don’t think I have it in me to put on my ugg boots and step in the ring flying off of those ropes, taking flight and bring the excitement that I do on an everyday basis?
Well screw you because no matter the company, no matter where. Everyone knows that a match with Crystal Hilton is going to be a match to remember but all you have seemed to do is trample all over that and you have gotten this notion that I don’t care about this business let alone this match?
Why?
Why is it that you feel that I don’t care about this match because I haven’t been tweeting up a storm how I am going to kick your ass every five fucking seconds or that I feel the need to just talk myself up like I am some kind of badass. Here’s something for you, you stupid cunt. I don’t need to do any of that when I can prove myself in the ring where it matters. Yes outside the ring I might be a humble girl who likes to associate with people like Roxi, Keira. Who likes to talk up her wedding because it’s a very special day in my life, but when the bell rings that’s when I become Crystal Hilton.
That’s when I become a bitch personified through my actions in the ring, and nothing has ever changed about that. Granted the competition may have gotten better, and my mind may seem all over the place at times but that doesn’t make me a bad wrestler. That just makes me a woman distracted by an upcoming marriage and thoughts about her future weighing heavily on her mind.
But let me tell you something despite you thinking I am just another Kate Steele or Teddy Steele, since you have your mind locked tightly on them. I am far from that. I am not going to just stir you up on Twitter over some meaningless rant where you might bitch slap me on. I rather take my frustration and use them as fuel in the ring. You know where it really matters.
But that doesn’t sit well with you I am sure because to you I am not focused on this match.
To you I am just someone else, and my mind clearly isn’t on this match right?!
Gabby that doesn’t even make the list bit of sense… After all why wouldn’t I be focused on this match when I was the BITCH WHO ASKED FOR IT IN THE FIRST PLACE?!
I have been studying up on you, and just like me you too have had an inconsistent career in this company. The moment you lost your title you simply fell off. Does that mean you are washed up? Does that mean your career has gone far down the drain?
No we call that a slump and it’s all part of being a wrestler. Sometimes things are going really good and often you might not be on the winning side of everything but you pick yourself up and you keep on fighting.
But I am in the same rough patch that you are in and yet in your eyes that’s a has been to you. which by the way doesn’t make a lick of sense considering you are in the same fucking place that I am in.
And as far off as I might be at least I can still pull out great credible wins when I need too.
Like the way I beat Nyako… The woman who owned your soul time after time. In fact she was the woman that you lost your belt too.
Or how about Mackenzie Roberts. The woman that beat you multiple times, and my last match with her ended with her tapping out.
Yet honestly my last couple of losses have come to the likes of you, and Sky Sparks and losing to her is something we both share. So if I am to receive the what happened treatment at least look yourself in the mirror and ask yourself the same question because you are no different from where I am right now.
The major difference between you and I is that I can admit my shortcomings and I know what it takes to get back up. I know that in beating you I will be that much closer to where I want to go.
I am hoping that I could bring the best out of you but honestly the only one not taking this match seriously is you because it’s the same old shit out of your mouth again and again.
The only time somebody can ever get something out of you is whenever the Raiders are playing and that’s a damn shame because where are you the other days of the week.
Hell even this Sunday while you and I do battle our football counterparts will be going against each other as well.
Oakland versus Detroit… And I know we suck… Hell the Lions are an example of how my career has been.
So much talent… So much potential but just not using it right, but on this Sunday. I feel like something will be different. I feel like the way we beat on Green Bay and the way I fight you is going to be on the same wave length.
You can call it an upset… You can say I got lucky but when the dust settles and the smoke clears. when Crystal Hilton has her head on straight and everything is running on all cylinders. There is nothing that can stand in the way of this Rose from blossoming.
Not even the likes of you Camacho.
Remember I am the one that asked for this match and I will be the one to finish it.
The cunt will be reborn and you will merely be an afterthought.
So let’s roll out the red carpet because Crystal Hilton beating the hell out of Camacho is coming to an arena near you…
And Sunday will truly be that of my Night of Glory...
No matter the company.
No matter the place.
No matter who it is.
Everything that people always say about me ends up being the same old shit over and over again. Everyone can’t help themselves to tell me that I am washed up or that I am a shade of my former self, and honestly I didn’t think that it would have an impact on me as much as it did but truth be told it’s really stirring something up within me, and I don’t know what it is.
Where do they get this understanding that I am washed up? That I don’t have it anymore?
Last time I checked I am only 27 years of age in this business and compared to all the other women who seem to pop up in this business around the age of 21 or 22 it may seem like it’s five years but come on it’s only FIVE fucking years. It’s not like I can’t do the same things that I could do five years ago. It’s not like I am showing signs of slowing down.
I am still the same woman that I was when I first came into this business at least skill wise. The only thing that really seems to have changed is that of my attitude?
So what really did happened?
I truthfully don’t know but that’s a question I have been longing to find the answer for.
Los Angeles, California
Crystal’s Home
Crystal had brought Kenzi Gray over to her Los Angeles home, and the two walked inside as they made their way into the room where Crystal had all of her accolades posted all over the wall. Kenzi smiled as she took it all in smiling as she walked past championship after championship. Grinning as she glared at everything that was all over the wall.
Kenzi: Wow Crys you truly were like the best right?
Crystal: I guess you could say that.
Crystal nods her head in agreement as she stares at everything. She picks up an award from that of Divas Unleashed. “Best Breakout Star 2005” Crystal glares at it for a few moments as does Kenzi as the smaller and younger wrestler turns her attention back over Crystal.
Kenzi: So can I ask you a question?
Crystal: Sure…
Is all Crystal can reply back as Kenzi takes everything all in as she turns her attention back over to that of Crystal. As she just analyzes everything in front of her.
Kenzi: What happened?
Crystal: Please don’t ask me that question… I am getting sick and tired of that fucking question. I swear to God everyone seems to be asking it, and now you are resorting to asking me the same thing as well.
Kenzi just nods it all in as she walks over to a picture of Crystal with the A Listers. It was back from the days of 3WL. It’s a picture of Crystal holding the 3WL Tag Team titles with Cassandra Cain. Serena Royale holding the Sky High Championship, and Nicky Silver with the World Championship held high above her head. For the most part in the photo Crystal seems happy but then the next photo Kenzi walks over to shows Crystal holding the 3WL Championship proudly over her head. Nobody is with her as it’s just Crystal standing in the spotlight. Kenzi walks over and looks at the two Hall of Fame awards on the wall as she slowly turns her attention back over to Crystal. Placing her hands on her hips.
Kenzi: But it’s an honest question. Look at the difference. At one point you were everything in the wrestling world. Hell you were someone that I wanted to be. You know what it’s like to dominate both the wrestling world and the entertainment world.
Crystal: That may be true but that was such a long time ago, and not everyone even remembers those days Kenzi. You seem to be the only one.
Kenzi: Well I know it might be hard for you to remember but I think I know what happened that caused you to just stop being the woman that you were destined to be.
Crystal raises her eyebrows in return as she looks deep into the eyes of Kenzi.
Crystal: And how exactly did I just stop. If you know what happened please enlighten me because I have been trying to figure out that question for the past like six months.
Kenzi thinks about it for a few moments as she looks deep into the eyes of Crystal.
Kenzi: Honestly your biggest issue is that you started to care way too much about what people thought of you. It was no longer about the wrestling but it was about trying to make a friend, and trying to bend under their whim just to make them happy.
Crystal: And what is wrong with that? Would you prefer me to just go the evil bitchy root that Violet did and lie to your face? Or perhaps even the likes of your own mother.
Kenzi: Please don’t bring them up. I rather not remember that.
Crystal however keeps pressing her way towards Kenzi as she stares daggers into Kenzi.
Crystal: And why don’t you want to remember that Kenzi?! After all… Isn’t that what you wanted me to be?! You want to know what was different back then. I didn’t have any friends. The friends I did have I stomped all over them just to get ahead in the business. I betrayed my own best friend Nicky Silver just to have Maleek for myself! Does it sound selfish? Yes! But I didn’t care… The only thing at the end of the day was doing whatever it took to make myself seem important. As long as I was the one getting the spotlight nothing else mattered to me. It was either Crystal Hilton or nothing at all. As for friends they didn’t play any sort of importance in my life. They were nothing but stepping stones to me.
Crystal glares deeper into Kenzi’s eyes.
Kenzi: Well it definitely made you have an impressive run in the business didn’t it?!
Crystal: Yes you can say that but at what cost?! You think it was worth it stabbing Nicky in the back just to make my own career seem important?!
Kenzi: And honestly… As much as you try to deny it, it was that ruthless that got you to where you are in wrestling. I tried to do things the way you been trying. Befriending everyone, not really knowing who to trust or perhaps putting my faith in everyone, and you know where that got me? Violet betraying me, even my own mother…. And yet I chose you to be the woman to bring me to the next level in wrestling. I chose you in hopes that somehow I could reawake what you used to be. You think I like being the pushover who everyone makes fun of or takes advantage of? You think I enjoy seeing what you have become? Simply taking losses to the likes of Violet, Summer St. Claire, my own mother, and just walking away like it doesn’t phase you?! I know it’s eating at your very soul….
Crystal: ….
Kenzi: Please… Be the woman that I grew up watching wrestle on a weekly basis, don’t be the woman that my mother had to punk out because if that’s what you have become. I honestly don’t want any part of that… It’s no different than what i have already been doing, and it’s on a road to failure. One I could take all by myself. But please bring the woman back from these photos. Don’t let the woman I grew up watching wash away like everyone thinks she has. I know you have it in you Crystal. Just please bring it back out, and when she does come out. Just pass on what you learned onto me… That’s all I want in the end…
Kenzi keeps her eyes focused on Crystal as she slowly starts to walk away.
Kenzi: Have a good day, and I’ll be watching your match. Just like you wanted me too… Up close and personal…
Kenzi finally leaves the house leaving Crystal alone. Despite the argument that Kenzi and Crystal had. Kenzi did have a point, and she finally had hit the issue that Crystal had a hard time at figuring out. Crystal became too soft. She started to trust too many people and at the end of the day it was changing who she was as a person… As much as Crystal wanted to deny it. Kenzi finally hit the nail on the head, and now it was up to Crystal to fix the issue about herself.
Well if it isn’t Gabby Camacho.
You know Gabby I am going to cut straight to the chase for the past couple of weeks what you have said has been plaguing my very mind and it’s been driven into me. I have been obsessive over it, and the only thing that keeps playing back over and over again is the fact that you think I am washed up. The fact that you think I don’t have it in me anymore and how you wish to take me down once and for all like I am old yeller and I need to be taken behind the woodshed.
But the fact is I have a lot more years left in me and what would it say if I just quit was I was doing. Especially when you have women such as Taryn Willow who are looking up to me as a veteran in this sport. Or the likes of Kenzi Gray who is now my protege, and honestly I haven’t had a protege since I taught Jenny Williams how to wrestle all those years ago.
Seems like an eternity but I am a woman who got her start in this business at a very young age, and wrestling is embedded in me at the very core. My siblings were wrestlers. My father was a famous wrestler, and even my siblings on that side of the family are in this business. I was always looked at as the woman who wasn’t good enough. Who got her start in this business from the ground up.
Who started off as a simple interviewer because women’s wrestling wasn’t as big as it is now, a woman merely hired for eye candy or to be the valet for her former husband but I have blossomed to something much more than that. However all you have seemed to do is insult me. Insult me to no end about my time in this business and to all of that I merely have to say fuck you.
You think me wrestling is some kind of joke? You don’t think I have it in me to put on my ugg boots and step in the ring flying off of those ropes, taking flight and bring the excitement that I do on an everyday basis?
Well screw you because no matter the company, no matter where. Everyone knows that a match with Crystal Hilton is going to be a match to remember but all you have seemed to do is trample all over that and you have gotten this notion that I don’t care about this business let alone this match?
Why?
Why is it that you feel that I don’t care about this match because I haven’t been tweeting up a storm how I am going to kick your ass every five fucking seconds or that I feel the need to just talk myself up like I am some kind of badass. Here’s something for you, you stupid cunt. I don’t need to do any of that when I can prove myself in the ring where it matters. Yes outside the ring I might be a humble girl who likes to associate with people like Roxi, Keira. Who likes to talk up her wedding because it’s a very special day in my life, but when the bell rings that’s when I become Crystal Hilton.
That’s when I become a bitch personified through my actions in the ring, and nothing has ever changed about that. Granted the competition may have gotten better, and my mind may seem all over the place at times but that doesn’t make me a bad wrestler. That just makes me a woman distracted by an upcoming marriage and thoughts about her future weighing heavily on her mind.
But let me tell you something despite you thinking I am just another Kate Steele or Teddy Steele, since you have your mind locked tightly on them. I am far from that. I am not going to just stir you up on Twitter over some meaningless rant where you might bitch slap me on. I rather take my frustration and use them as fuel in the ring. You know where it really matters.
But that doesn’t sit well with you I am sure because to you I am not focused on this match.
To you I am just someone else, and my mind clearly isn’t on this match right?!
Gabby that doesn’t even make the list bit of sense… After all why wouldn’t I be focused on this match when I was the BITCH WHO ASKED FOR IT IN THE FIRST PLACE?!
I have been studying up on you, and just like me you too have had an inconsistent career in this company. The moment you lost your title you simply fell off. Does that mean you are washed up? Does that mean your career has gone far down the drain?
No we call that a slump and it’s all part of being a wrestler. Sometimes things are going really good and often you might not be on the winning side of everything but you pick yourself up and you keep on fighting.
But I am in the same rough patch that you are in and yet in your eyes that’s a has been to you. which by the way doesn’t make a lick of sense considering you are in the same fucking place that I am in.
And as far off as I might be at least I can still pull out great credible wins when I need too.
Like the way I beat Nyako… The woman who owned your soul time after time. In fact she was the woman that you lost your belt too.
Or how about Mackenzie Roberts. The woman that beat you multiple times, and my last match with her ended with her tapping out.
Yet honestly my last couple of losses have come to the likes of you, and Sky Sparks and losing to her is something we both share. So if I am to receive the what happened treatment at least look yourself in the mirror and ask yourself the same question because you are no different from where I am right now.
The major difference between you and I is that I can admit my shortcomings and I know what it takes to get back up. I know that in beating you I will be that much closer to where I want to go.
I am hoping that I could bring the best out of you but honestly the only one not taking this match seriously is you because it’s the same old shit out of your mouth again and again.
The only time somebody can ever get something out of you is whenever the Raiders are playing and that’s a damn shame because where are you the other days of the week.
Hell even this Sunday while you and I do battle our football counterparts will be going against each other as well.
Oakland versus Detroit… And I know we suck… Hell the Lions are an example of how my career has been.
So much talent… So much potential but just not using it right, but on this Sunday. I feel like something will be different. I feel like the way we beat on Green Bay and the way I fight you is going to be on the same wave length.
You can call it an upset… You can say I got lucky but when the dust settles and the smoke clears. when Crystal Hilton has her head on straight and everything is running on all cylinders. There is nothing that can stand in the way of this Rose from blossoming.
Not even the likes of you Camacho.
Remember I am the one that asked for this match and I will be the one to finish it.
The cunt will be reborn and you will merely be an afterthought.
So let’s roll out the red carpet because Crystal Hilton beating the hell out of Camacho is coming to an arena near you…
And Sunday will truly be that of my Night of Glory...