Post by Taryn Willow on Feb 25, 2016 21:50:02 GMT -5
The Intervention
When I wake up every morning, my head becomes a blur. I think and think but no luck. As I miss the warmth of my lovely family. They always kept me safe. I smiled and reached out, but when they did nothing good game from it. Why do I suffer so? Was it Faith at work? I do miss my family! Sadly, I feel myself slipping. Slipping into a part of my mind that even unknown to me is a dangerous thing. Kelly was always the supportive one. I never knew her as kids, wished I would maybe things would have gone differently. Kelly is the sweetest, kindness sister a young girl could ever dream of. As I sat up in a sitting position, I rubbed my sore head. Was this a sign of darker things approaching for me? My eyes soon wondered and saw three, no! 5 empty containers of beer. I looked on in shock, I couldn’t believe it. My drinking had gone to lengths where I thought was impossible. How could I’ve been so blind? My family, my loved ones; they support me. I ignore all the signs week after week and sad facial expressions tell their story.
I stood up, walked over to the mirror and looked at myself. The first time I gazed into the mirror I saw, a strong/confident woman. I smiled thinking with these positive thoughts, nothing could stop me. Boy was I wrong, very wrong. My eyes were slouching, arms with scratch like marks, legs with bruise marks. What happened last night? I asked myself as again, I glanced over more to see my own jeans torn to shreds before my very eyes. I walk over, picked them up and wondered. What the hell happened to them? Did I have these originally? At first my mind was a blank this morning, my thoughts were so clouded from the hangover. I thought maybe, a glass of water could help ease me down. I went, poured myself a nice glass of water. Afterwards give or take, ten minutes. I still didn’t feel any different, I wondered why that was. Why am I always such a mess the day after partying? At first, I didn’t think it would be a bother to me. I’ve been used to this lifestyle for some time now. You think I would have more to say about this than normal. One hour later, after everything was settled and got done; my doorbell rang.
I walked over to the door, opened it and what I saw didn’t please me. My father was standing there along with my half sister. Granit we’ve been trying to patch things up but this was an unusual appearance by him. He gave me a small smile as he reached for my hand. I flipped him the middle finger, right in his face. He shook his head but when I tried shutting the door, he placed his foot in the path. He looked at me with semi-concerned and serious look. I knew this wasn’t going to end well for me. First he slammed the door open, Kelly remaining silent. She walked in behind him as he gave me that face. “You know I don’t want your pathetic ass here father” I said to him knowing he was probably tuning me out anyway. “Oh I know you hate my guts Taryn and to tell you the truth, I don’t give a fuck.” Hearing my father speak like that was a first for me. Well him trying to be the father figure I want will be a first for me. After they sat down on the couch they waved me over to them, I was hesitating to do it. Why waste my time in giving the man who abandoned not only my mother but me all throughout my life. The man deserves hell for what he did. Finally since I was nice enough to give it to him, I accepted his request. I allowed myself to sit across from him and my step-sister. I crossed my legs as I stare them down.
“Taryn, do you even know why we’re here right now?” My father asked me. “Honestly dad does it matter? This is the same talk over and over again about how you were an unfit father. How no matter what you do, I’ll never forgive you for the hell you put me through. Sounds about right don’t it?” I say fixing my hair. “Taryn, the reason me and your sister are here today is your drinking problem. You have to stop Taryn; your LAW career will take a hit if you don’t slow it down from this point forward.” As Clayton said that; I noticed Kelly about to cry, I tried to reach for her but she walked away. I sighed knowing it was just me and him going forward. “Listen Taryn, you have a huge Breakout championship match coming up and all I’m trying to do is help you. Help you break this so it doesn’t reflect your showing towards the match or you simply don’t walk out their half drunk.” Clayton said as she stood up. He put his hands behind his back as he started walking back and forth. “Taryn this is an intervention, I asked Kelly for her help. Sadly she disapproved by this decision but tough luck.” He continued to say to me as I quickly responded. “Yeah Dad, you asked for her help knowing you know damn well the only way to get to me is through her.
Why don’t you fucking do something on your own for once and help yourself.” He looks at me, tears forming as the run down his rough cheek. He kept looking at me and as he cried he spoke. “You think I fucking wanted this life to happen this way? Huh? I fucking loved you and your mother. When I cheated on Kelly’s mother with yours, I never thought I’d get another perfect daughter but I was scared. I was scared that if I brought you home, you wouldn’t be accepted by my wife.” He tried explaining to me but I wasn’t having it. “So you left me in the one hell hole that was acceptable to you, nice dad nice.” I clapped to him as it only made his condition worse. “Listen you spoiled brat, this intervention is going to do you wonders and to start things off. I had Kelly walk to your room and taking every single ounce of beer you have.” I stood up basically screaming at the top of my lunges. “YOU CAN’T DO THAT YOU SCUMBAGE, THIS IS MY FUCKING HOUSE!” I couldn’t scream any louder knowing how pissed I was. “Dad you have no right coming into my house and throwing your weight around here. I am twenty two years old and have a fantastic job. Get your bum ass out of my house, NOW!” Clayton gave me that glare and responded.
“Taryn this is called the tough love that you never got as a child and you’re getting it now. I don’t care your twenty two years old I will not stand by and see my daughter drink her life away. You already got people on social media who already think you’re a fucking joke in LAW. When are you going to take shit seriously in that company and finally BREAK out? You have a breakout championship match coming up and you don’t see at all interested in winning. Don’t you ever want to succeed in life? Don’t you want to make your life into anything? ANYTHING?” My dad went on and on about my life is a failure subject for a good ten minutes. He got tired of repeating himself and most of it was my doing. He sat back down and went on. “Taryn, honey you have a huge opportunity here and your drinking is going to be the cause of you not taking that brass ring and cementing your name in wrestling. Maybe if you do better for yourself instead of worrying about other’s relationships. Don’t drink at all from now on. Or even, pick on your opponent’s unborn child that shits low even for someone like yourself. I quickly replied to Clayton in. “Yeah dad, I did make fun of her unborn child because those eggs she implanted into one of her whores, Christine Nash. Who wouldn’t make fun of that demon spawn that’s growing in Christine, I love it. The simple fact of the matter dad is this; my drinking will not reflect my abilities to perform inside or outside that ring. I am Taryn Willow, the future of LAW.”
“I know what you are sweetie but this drinking is going to be the death of you sooner or later if you don’t stop now before it’s too late. Please I’m begging you from father to daughter just think about it alright?” I sigh and look at him. “Yeah, yeah I’ll think about it now leave.” He smiles, kisses me on the forehead and leaves with Kelly.
Hello LAW fans all-round the world, I am Taryn Willow and where am I you might be asking. Good question which I’ll answer in a bit but first, aren’t you guys excited for Rising Stars? The next LAW ppv to come up and it has many great matches but the one match that will draw a lot of hype is my very own match. The match everyone has been looking forward for along with myself. Here we finally are Keira, Rising Stars the match that will be your downfall. Aren’t you excited about this Keira? You get the chance to finally shut me up for good even you would love to get the opportunity do that. The thing is Keira, I don’t like you. I despise you! You walk throughout LAW like you don’t give a damn in the world, honestly that’s like majority of the roster. The thing with you is Keira, you’re disgusting. The fact that management keeps that belt around you is a joke itself. You have gone all these months thinking your unbeatable but you can and will be beat Keira. Another thing little miss “Mother to be” how would your child react when he or she finds out you like whoring yourself out to any woman that is willing to give you the light of day.
I bet when you’re fucked up, disease filled spawn that’s growing within one of your whores Christine Nash is going to have so much fun living through breathing tubes. Oh going too far? Nothing is going too far when it comes to Keira. Your wife knows that very well doesn’t she Keira? She’s by your side twenty four seven being the goodie too shoes friend of everyone isn’t she. Oh isn’t it just the funniest thing ever that she’s so buddy/buddy with basically everyone and has yet to cheat on you? Aren’t you two living with this Natasha character, just in an overall sense of things? Your wife along with you is nothing more than a bunch of attention seeking whores who will sleep with anyone that opens their legs. You aren’t a champion, a champion should be setting an example and not going on and on about how she’s the greatest thing in the world. Keira you may want to recheck yourself after this match is over to see if you’re really up to working in LAW again. I find it very odd that Jen Drew wasn’t able to end your pathetic run in LAW months ago. Every time someone tries to bring the fight to you, you always run behind your wife who so happens to get a job here. Even when I threw shots at you over social media you ran; you went right ahead and blocked me. I will walk into Rising Stars and take that championship from you.
The thing with you Keira is that you lack determination to be a fighting champion, again your no champion. You go week in and week out in LAW holding that championship that has no right being on your waist. When I beat you for that championship, lots of washing that belt will happen. Can’t be too careful with the STDs you’ve contracted by the money woman you’ve fucked. Of course let’s go through your list of troubles shall we, starting off with the lovely little household you and your wife have put together. Let’s see you have, yourself and your wife those are some big ones. Then we move on to the house where pregnant ladies live. You took in a woman named Natasha Rose, a woman with an amazing track record in the world of wrestling. Not bashing that choice at all but then we come down to the woman where this just gets fucking sad. Christine Nash and this hall chick that you guys seem to bring into your home week after week. This is the most important match in my entire career and going into this match, we can say all we want to each or against each other.
Keira, Keira, Keira.. You have so much to learn about me rather than the small sample size you’ve gained from people. Yes, I am being sarcastic. I love the fact that you don't think anything of me. I love the fact, you think I'm just going to come out on Rising Stars and fuck up another opportunity. It's quite cute but I can see why you think like that. It's no secret my LAW career has had its up and downs, probably more downs than ups. I can't change the past but I can change the future. I can turn that shit around. I am the future of LAW, and my time starts by winning that LAW Breakout champion ship from you. When you put the pieces together and all the shit that goes down, you’ll see Keira. Never should you take Taryn Willow lightly. You just never know with someone like me. My career is on the down low but that one match, that one opportunity will come where I cash in. My opportunity is now Keira!
Now Keira tell us all how honest you are and how you aren’t a fake little cunt just like your pathetic unborn child. Last year I was voted by the fans all around the world that I was going to be future champion of two thousand and sixteen and boy where those fans right. Keira, I know you will come out and say. I won’t win, I’ll go on to bitch and moan about losing but let me tell you something. Winning isn’t everything in this business and I am trying with every match to learn this process. Learn not to take shit so seriously and go out there and enjoy what I have grown up as a child loving. The love of wrestling, the love of the fans who’ve supported me through the ups and downs. No, I don't care what you’ve done in your career, just because I and everyone who has ever faced you has proved what a liar you are, don't let your pea brain get confused. Am I crying? Do I look like a blubbering mess? No I don’t. I don't give a shit what you do and who you fuck. You know what I’m scared about in this match Keira? What if I get a cut and I get your nasty blood on me. So many nasty woman you’ve fucked, bet your wife would love to know about those woman you’ve wanted to fuck.
The time has finally come where the talking finally stops. The talking can finally be put to rest as we approach Rising Stars. Were finally here Keira, all the jokes about your disgusting unborn child. No more anything! The Breakout championship will come where it truly belongs, on the shoulder of the next breakout star in LAW. Honestly Keira isn’t all this talking getting old? All those months on social media going back and forth before management decided to stop kissing your ass. They stopped holding your hand and finally giving me the championship shot I should have had months ago. We instead, we had to go through another Jen/Keira match. I am not taking anything away from what Jen has accomplished in her LAW career or her time as Breakout champion and sad to say, I’m not taking anything away from you as well Keira. Yes you’re the champion Keira and sorry to give you the bad news but you’re not walking out of Rising Stars as Breakout Champion. I have made a lot of enemies so far in my career but it’s just something about you Keira that makes all this taunting so much fun. Like your wife and her old age, you guys are going to look so cute when you’re fucking fifty years old.
A bunch of fifty year old woman looking for young twenty year woman to fuck to make themselves look good. That’s what the future olds for you Keira and your wife when I take that championship from you. That championship is the only thing keeping your mind at ease what do you think will happen what that championship is taken away from you? Your little household of sluts will have nothing to cheer about minus that championship when I take it and make it my own. The only thing that will fucking matter to you even if you have a heart in that chest of yours. [Shutters] To even think about anything on that body of yours just makes me want to throw up. Rising Stars is my moment, my destiny. The time has come that I fucking take a stand and take what I want in life. No more scared little Taryn, no more feeling sorry for myself or complaining about dumb things. It’s time that I have my BREAKOUT match, my Breakout moment. As I win the Breakout championship! Let the Willows grow as I build my fortress. Bow before Nye!
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