Post by jackalofalltrades on Feb 12, 2016 10:38:23 GMT -5
[Off Camera]
“Ode To Latoya Hixx”
Being a winner means different things for different people, some think a win by any means is a good thing while others want to be proud of their wins as far as Chacalita went, she was not sure if there was too much pride to be had over her debut match. The dark haired outlaw had not given it too much thought honestly as far as she was concerned a fair warning was given to the girl and she chose not to take it seriously and Chacalita did what she always did; took care of business for herself.
Sitting in a small roadside cantina hiding it out at the back of the room pounding down shots at her own pace she heard the rock music blaring out from a jukebox next to the bar, TV was on and then she noticed something familiar on the screen: Latoya Hixx.
“Carajo..not that puta again?” she muttered taking out some rolling paper and tobacco or what at least we hope it to be and started to roll up a thick and firm piece for herself while keeping one eye on the screen.
Henry:Damn man! LOOK AT THAT RACK, LOOK AT IT WHOOEEE SON!
Looked like Latoya had at least one fan at the bar, the young man was nudging at his friend howling out like the big bad wolf himself at the first wiff of Red Riding Hood out on stage.
Henry:Man, the things I’d do to get some one vs one match with that Latoya, I’d make her tap then tap dat ass brother! I’d tap it night and day, making her pray I’m saying if I had my way..
Lamar:But you ain’t so shut the hell up! You always talking about how these women wrestlers be all the rage but you know they’d never last in a real fight against men or women, that stuff is as fake as any other shit on TV these days Reality TV is about as legit as wrestling and for you to slobber at someone like that just proves that you are one of the suckas B!
With a chuckle Chacalita put her product between her lips and lit it up, leaning back eyeing at the two friends at the bar, she found it entertaining. Better than anything on TV at the time at least, it wasn’t necessarily one of those nature specials but it kept her attention better.
Henry: Look, L-Dawg you know we be homies and all but don’t be dissing Latoya, she may be my future wife if you know what I mean? I know she part of L.A.W now so I can go to the shows to see her and once she lays her eyes on me she be smitten on my fine self, you feelin’ me?
Offering up a fist to be bumped Henry smiled so wide he almost cracked his face in the process only for his friend to respond with a dismissive hiss.
Lamar: Negro, you realize you be white, right? I know we like brothers and all but family. I have to tell you. If you try to pull that fake ass gangsta shit on anyone but me, someone will bust your face and that is if you are lucky. These days fools get shot for less.
Nodding in approval Chacalita puffed on her blunt and poured herself another shot. It was easier this way than going to the bar for every one of them and the combination of the burning alcohol and the smoke that filled her lungs was more than enough to intoxicate her as she watched the two friends with one eye keeping her other eye on the TV screen.
Henry: Quit Jive’in me you turkey I can’t help the color of my exterior but inside I’m as much of an enslaved brother as you are..brother.
Shaking his head Lamar sipped on his beer glancing over at the match going on and saw Chacalita Crotch Latoya before taking her down from the corner!
Henry: FUCK THAT BITCH! SEE! THIS IS WHAT’S WRONG WITH BITCHES THESE DAYS THEY THINK THEY CAN DISRESPECT MY WOMAN LIKE THAT AND GET AWAY WITH IT! HELL IF I HAD BEEN THERE I WOULD HAVE GOT THIS BITCH AND TAUGHT HER A LESSON!
Hearing this rant seemed to amuse his dark skinned buddy who near spit his beer out of his nostrils at this point.
Lamar: Nigga, you wouldn’t be saying shit like that if she was here right now and you know it. The only reason your ass is acting so tough now is because you know full well that no one is going to challenge your statement, yelling at wrestlers on TV is like yelling at characters on your favorite shows it’s not like Sherlock Holmes needs your help solving shit yet you try to tell him who did the deed, you feel me?
Slamming down his beer splattering foam around Henry was not happy.
Henry: No, No! You don’t understand it man! I LOVE Latoya Hixx and this this..Cha-Cha whatever..she ain’t got no damn right to do that to her! If I ever go to those shows for my Latoya I’ll give her a piece of my mind!
This was too inviting of an offer to pass up fro Chacalita who downed her drink in one gulp and walked on up to the bar, right behind the two chums, leaning in on Henry’s ear.
Chacalita: “Why wait tough guy, when you could do it right now?”
Henry spins around on his chair and watches at the smiling woman who blew smoke in his face.
Lamar: Well shit.
Looking at the screen and then at the woman in front of him even Henry started to put together what Lamar had already figured out.
Henry: You..her..you are the woman from the match?
She nodded.
Chacalita: Yup “ChaCha whatever” You can probably see that I may not have the “rack” of your beloved Latoya, that should be enough to help you tell the difference.
Lamar: Damn girl, you look a lot finer in nature than on TV I’d love to..
Henry: SHUT UP!
Frowning Chacalita dropped some ash from her blunt.
Chacalita: Aww, and I was hoping your friend could at least finish his compliment, If I didn’t know better I’d assume that you wanted him to stop before he would make some vulgar suggestion regarding my person or..
Lamar: Oh I’d be all up your person baby girl..
Henry: WILL YOU STOP IT WITH THAT SHIT?!
Winking at Lamar Chacalita leans in closer to Henry, putting one hand on his thigh.
Chacalita: Relax, I know you respect woman just about as much as you do your blow up doll so you don’t need to pretend around me.
Lamar: Hey! She knows Stacey too!
By this point Henry is shrieking out loud.
Henry: SHUT UPPP LAMARRRR!~
Waggling her right index finger in Henry’s face Chacalita was having way too much fun with this.
Chacalita: Tisk tisk, How do you think Latoya would feel about knowing you cheating on her? Boy haven’t you heard of abstinence for your woman? I mean you plan to marry her and all what happens if Stacey won’t agree with the idea?
Henry: Stacey..is not real?
She looks at him with a devilish smirk.
Chacalita: I’ll tell you a secret loverboy..neither is Latoya. what you see up there on the screen, is one thing but if you think she’d go for someone who talks of her as rack and ass and only brags about how much sex he’d be having while he has a jealous blowup doll hidden at home..I bet you she wouldn’t be too impressed.
Lamar: OHHHHH BURRRRRN SON!
Bartender: Excuse me miss, you can’t smoke in here...
Our household outlaw takes her blunt, moves a hand up Henry’s thigh only to grab his beer off his hand and drops the blunt right into his beer before looking at Lamar’s beer.
Chacalita: Hey chocolate delight, mind if I get a sip of that?
He offers it up without question and she necks what’s left of it.
Chacalita: Thanks, now since I am such a nice person. I’ll tell you boys what is happening. I am going to be seeing Latoya again soon and if you ask me nicely I could give her a little message from you, how about it loverboy?
She eyes at Henry who seems less than pleased with the situation.
Henry: Fuck you.
Acting all offended Chacalita steps back.
Chacalita: OUCH, that’s rude.. I’ll tell Latoya how mean you were to me now.
Henry: Fuck her too! Fuck the both of you bitches wrestling is fake anyway!
Letting out a sight the dark haired beauty sounds almost sincere.
Chacalita: Who knew true love was so fickle these days..but hey don’t sweat it big boy. I’m sure Stacey will never let you down, unless you happen to prick an extra hole in her with that needle dick of yours I mean..
Lamar: DOUBLE BURNNNN SON!
Henry: AND FUCK YOU TOO LAMAR! I’M SICK OF YOUR SHIT!
She watches the two soon to be former friends argue and smiles about to say something when her phone starts ringing, pulling it out of her pocket, checking on the number she turns serious.
Chacalita: You two have a nice night now, always a pleasure to meet up some L.A.W Fans.
Walking out the cantina she picked up the call.
“Where are you?”
Chacalita: You alright?
“I need to see you, now.”
There was something in that tone that worried her, a lot.
Chacalita:Get to St. Louis, I’ll meet you there.
Ending the call she Chacalita knew that she had something bigger to worry about than two drunks comparing her and Latoya’s assets, now she had a multi person battle royal and some serious shit to handle. Best she could do was to get driving and hopefully get to the bottom of whatever was going on.