OFF CAMERALocation: London, EnglandDate: Monday, May 1, 2023---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---
The last time that anybody had heard from or even seen Eiley was at the end of her little promo piece where she had seemed surprised or even scared to see somebody. And then the cameraperson had been knocked down and that was the last anybody had seen from her. Not that she believed that anybody was really looking for her and her hopes were even more diminished when she realized that she was being held in a dingy bathroom in some hostel style hotel in a darker side of London. Or at least she assumed that Dean couldn’t get her out of London without anybody seeing him. And when she had managed to stand up on the toilet to look out the window, it still looked like London. Or what she thought London looked like, anyways.
She was not currently aware what day it was or how much time had passed from the last time she had last seen Dean. She did, however, know that her cheek was bruised and had a small cut on her cheek as well. Her interactions with him have been anything but pleasant and she wasn’t sure what his endgame was. And she didn’t understand why he was still obsessed with her. What had happened years ago was in the past and that is where Eiley preferred it stayed but it was clear that Dean did not feel the same way.
She sighs and shivers a little bit as the AC kicks on in the tiny bathroom and she tries to pull her legs in closer to her body, trying to conserve any amount of body heat that she could. It didn’t help that she was only in her cropped tank top, bra, and underwear as Dean felt it necessary that she wore little to no clothing. She was tired of trying to get the door open and she was tired of trying to escape the room as it seemed pretty obvious, she wasn’t going to be able to leave unless Dean wanted her to. So instead, she tried not to focus on the fact that she was missing and nobody knew and the light at the end of the tunnel was becoming dimmer and dimmer as each minute passes by.
She rests her head against her knees, closing her eyes for a moment before she hears the door rattle, jiggle, and then looks up as the door opens and Dean is standing in the door frame. He has that annoying smirk on his face and Eiley just scowls at him as she scoots away from him.•Eiley “What do you want now?”He just laughs before squatting down to get on her eye level. She slowly looks up to look at him, knowing that he wasn’t going to just go away.Dean “We have a lot of years to make up for, street whore. You think two days is enough time?”She gives him a glare as he doesn’t move toward her but also doesn’t move away from her. •Eiley “One minute is enough time with you.”He reaches out to grab her and she shrinks back the best she could but he was definitely stronger than her. And his arms were longer than she expected them to be and he easily grabbed her tank top and yanked her toward him. She makes a face as the tank top rips even more, exposing her dark purple bra that was printed with silver moons and constellations printed on it.Dean “I don’t think you have a brain. Do you realize that you’re in no position to smart back to me like that?”She tries to push him away from her as he pulls her more into him, closing the space between them. She whimpers a little bit, turning her head to the side so she didn’t have to look at him directly.Dean “Not so tough now, are you?”She makes a face, not enjoying being in close proximity with him. He runs a finger down the side of her face and she finally looks at him, glaring at him.•Eiley “Just let me go, Dean. You’ve…already got what you want. You don’t need me anymore.”Dean chuckles as he licks his lips before looking down at her, enjoying what he was seeing before looking back at her face. She looks away from him again, making a face as she was uncomfortable still.Dean “Ah, you see that’s the thing, Eiley…it’s never enough when it comes to you. There’s just…something about you. And I’ve seen you with that low life scum, Oliver and I know that you have feelings for him, even if he can’t see it. I can see it all over your face when you look at him.”She frowns a little bit before trying to pull herself away from him but he just grabs a hold of her hair next, making sure to keep her in her place.•Eiley “I don’t have feelings for him; you don’t know what you’re talking about. You’ve never had feelings for anybody other than yourself. ”Dean laughs, the noise sinister to Eiley’s ears and she grimaces as he looks at her again, looking over her body once more.Dean “You and I both know I have always had feelings for you.”Eiley whimpers just a little bit as she feels him pull her hair a little harder to jerk her head backwards. She gives him a dirty look but he ignores it as he pulls her into him again.Dean “You’re never getting away from me, Eiley.”---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---
OFF CAMERALocation: London, EnglandDate: Wednesday, May 3, 2023---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---
Hope was gone and she couldn’t even focus on the fact that her match w as coming up as she wasn’t even sure what day it was. Dean had her phone in the main area of the hostel room and she was almost sure that it was turned off because she was sure that he didn’t want the location services to be enabled. She told him it wasn’t going to matter; nobody was going to be looking for her. And nobody was going to care even if they knew that she was missing; she didn’t have any loved ones, it was just her.
She shivers slightly as the AC was now continuously running for reasons she did not understand. She wasn’t sure if Dean had set the AC to be on or if the hostel did not give a crap that their AC units were useless. She was in even less clothes than a few days before and it was becoming even more evident that it was going to be harder to get out of her predicament. She listens to the faucet to the sink drip and wraps her arms around her legs, pulling them even closer to her body to try to generate some sort of body heat. She just wanted to feel warmth again and she wanted to get away from Dean.
After what feels like a long time, she finally decides to stand up and look around the small bathroom once again. There wasn’t much to the bathroom: a tub with a crappy shower, a toilet, and a sink, the bare minimum. She stands up on the toilet again, her legs a little shaky as she tries to look out the window. She had looked at it before but she hadn’t really tried to see if it opened or she could break it. She pushes her hands against the window, feeling it budge a little bit and she pushes a little harder before hearing it give a little more. She freezes as she hears the door to the room open and she is quick to move down and back onto the floor. She takes a breath or two to calm her heartrate down as she had been a little excited to find that maybe she could open the window and pull herself out. But she had to wait until Dean left again.
She glances at the door, knowing that within a few seconds he was going to be opening the door and walking into the bathroom. She was growing used to his routine and he only left her alone for what she could only assume were three hour intervals at the most. She wasn’t entirely sure where he was going in London, but he always came back smelling horribly of cigarette smoke and cheap liquor. And what he gave to eat was nothing to be desired and assumed it was from whatever was the London equivalent to a US gas station. And just like clockwork, she watches as the doorknob turns and Dean appears in the doorway of the open door.•Eiley “I was hoping you got lost. Or worse.”He could do whatever he wanted to her but it still didn’t stop her from mouthing back to him. She was used to the way that people treated her and she had grown a wall and was stubborn enough not to let Dean break it down. Or at least, that was what she had been telling herself over the past few days.Dean “That’s not very nice.”The fact that he still acted like what he was doing wasn’t wrong baffled her. She didn’t have much of a moral code but she wasn’t delusional; she knew that when she took money from wealthy men it wasn’t morally right but she didn’t care. But she would never do the things that Dean was doing.•Eiley “Pot meet kettle.”He gives her a look that she knew he was dissatisfied with her behavior but she was growing bored with his behavior. She had almost gotten over the fear as she was growing numb to the things he liked to do to her. She watches as he doesn’t walk closer to her and stays in the doorway.Dean “Ah, I see your attitude hasn’t changed. Which is such a shame, honestly Eiley.”He clicks his tongue to the top of his mouth, making that clicking noise with his tongue. •Eiley “I’m not sure what you were expecting. A ray of fucking sunshine? Get real.”He narrows his eyes at her and normally, she knew that he’d grab her by her hair and make her pay for her words but she was surprised when he doesn’t move out of the doorway. She watches him from her spot on the floor, watching as he smirks down at her with that annoying look on his face that she hated so much.Dean “I was going to be nice, Eiley. I was going to offer to bring you some real food. But now, I think I’ll go by myself and leave you to think about your choices. Enjoy.”She just gives him a dirty look as he gives her an annoying smirk. She didn’t care if she didn’t eat whatever crappy food he was going to bring her.•Eiley “Have fun. Get lost on the way; I won’t miss you.”She could tell by the emotions on his face that he was contemplating on whether he wanted to leave or retaliate back against her. She watches as he just shakes his head before slamming the door behind him and she listens to him lock it and make sure that she could exit through the door. She relaxes back against the tub as she hears the door to the room shut and she counts to three hundred before she figures that he wasn’t in proximity of the room.
She stands up and carefully climbs up onto the tank of the toilet. She braces one arm on the ledge of the window and then stretches up onto the balls of her feet and messes with the window before giving it a hard shove with her right hand. She yelps a little as she almost slips off of the toilet, her feet sliding a bit. She grabs onto the ledge before giving the window a few hard shoves until it finally opens.•Eiley “Thank God.”She takes a deep breath before doing a little jump and using her arms to hoist herself up and carefully out of the window. She was grateful that the hostel only had one floor and she was able to carefully land on her feet. She shivers slightly as the dark sky meets her eyes and she glances down at her bra and panties before carefully walking away from the hostel. She knew she needed to find clothes otherwise it was going to be a little suspicious. She carefully keeps out of the streetlights as she starts to walk through the backyards of the houses that were nearby. She finds a clothesline with clothes and makes a face before grabbing a maxi dress and slipping it on.
It didn’t take too long for her to find a cab and tells him the address of her hotel. He doesn’t question the state of her appearance and instead drives her there. Once there, she tells him to wait a few minutes so she could grab cash and pay him. Once that was done, she finds her way back to her hotel room and is quick to take a shower in almost too hot water and to scrub all traces of Dean off of her body.
The shower took longer than she had wanted but nearly an hour later, she steps out and wraps a towel around her now clean body and a smaller one around her hair. She walks out of the bathroom and jumps when she sees Mikah sitting in one of the chairs toward the corner of her room. She watches as Mikah seemed uninterested in looking up at her and she takes a moment to take a few breaths before looking at Mikah. She noticed that the clothes Mikah was wearing was a pair of black leggings and a baggy fitting sweatshirt, which had been somewhat of the norm.Mikah “You sure show gratitude in a weird way, Eiley.”Eiley holds the towel closer to her body, feeling slightly insecure about letting Mikah see her in just a towel. Especially after the last few days that she’d had with Dean. She just gives Mikah a look.•Eiley “I don’t have…I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mikah.”Mikah’s eyes finally flicker up to look at Eiley and frowns as she spots the bruise and cut on Eiley’s cheek. She did not want to know or ask and she already knew that Eiley wouldn’t tell her anyways.Mikah “You’ve been fucking off for the past few days instead of preparing for your match on Sunday. I get that it’s against Bea Barnhart, the easiest win in the record of SCW. But still.”Eiley tries not to grow irritated with Mikah, knowing that Mikah had more experience when it came to the ring. And to SCW as well, but all she wanted to do was get a decent meal and sleep in a bed.•Eiley “Mikah, I just…I’m starving.”Eiley knew that it was going to be hard to get Mikah to leave without promising her something. But Eiley didn’t have anything to promise her at the moment.Mikah “Going on a bender will do that to you. Look, do you still want to be the next greatest Bombshell of all time or not? Because I don’t have the time to work with you if you’re just going to waste it. There are plenty of other young women out there that want it. Hell, even Courtney wants it even if she’s too proud to admit it.”And there it was. Mikah thought Eiley was wasting her time and Eiley didn’t want to tell Mikah about the last few days. Or being held in a bathroom by her ex-foster brother and the things he had done to her.•Eiley “I do. I’m sorry. It’s not been a good week and I’m sorry that I’ve been MIA. I’m trying to be better and I’m trying to do better.”She didn’t want Mikah to give up on her, not yet at least. Not when she’s just getting started and at the beginning of her career. Mikah just looks at her before looking back at her phone.Mikah “You will have to work extra hard to prove that you still want it. I want you to eat something and get some sleep. It sure looks like you need to and then I’ll meet you in the morning for a little session to work on your promo-ing skills. And I expect you to meet me in the lobby at 8 a.m., no later. Oh, and stay away from Oliver for the night; he’s not good for you.”Eiley just listens to Mikah before nodding her head. She really didn’t have any intentions on contacting Oliver anytime soon. Nor could she as her phone was still in the hostel and she wasn’t sure how she was going to get it back.•Eiley “I’ll be there. Early, even. I promise.”Mikah just gives her a look before getting up to leave. Eiley watches as Mikah leaves and she uses the hotel room to order room service. She didn’t even care what it was as she wanted something warm and filling.
The morning came faster than she had wanted and she was quick to change into a pair of leggings and a hoodie. She threw her hair into a messy bun, applied a little mascara to her lashes, brushed her teeth, and then opened her door to leave. She frowns when she sees her phone on the floor outside of her room with a post it note stuck to the screen with a smiley face on it and nothing else. She hesitates before grabbing her phone and tossing it in her room and onto her bed; she’d deal with that later. Mikah didn’t like to be kept waiting.---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---
ON CAMERALocation: London, EnglandDate: Friday, May 5, 2023---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---•---
There were no semantics, no special effects when Eiley appears on the screen. This time all the cameras could see was a wall behind her as she sat in a chair. Her location seemed ominous and there could be no real pinpoint to where she was.“Just two more nights until Into the Void and until I win my first match here in SCW.”She pauses for a moment, thinking she hears a noise and she seems on edge for a moment before she pushes it away.“And I get to step into the ring against Bea Barnhart, which is nothing too special, trust me. She is the person that management likes to put up against new talent to give them an easy win. She is nothing but an afterthought and after Sunday, maybe she will realize that she is nothing but a pawn.”She takes a breath and takes a moment for dramatic effect.“I still do not know her win and loss record and I do not care to know much more about it. All I know, is that she is nothing compared to me when it comes to the ring. She was not trained by Mikah, who is considered to be the best and she has not ever beat Mikah, either. So therefore, she is nothing. She’s just a doormat that allows SCW management to use as they see fit. They clearly do not value her talents or believe that she even has any talent, since they seem to feed her to the wolves, so to speak.”A sinister smirk of sorts stretches across her face.“Speaking of wolves, last week you said that I was a dog but you are the one that looks like a dog. Actually, that’s an insult to dogs everywhere, because they are better looking than you are. And I’m seventy-five percent sure that they are even better than you are in the ring, BB. Because the few matches that I did watch, I had to turn off because I was laughing too hard. It is almost like you do not even care to try when you step into the ring. And honey, you’re not the type that can rely on their looks to get by in life. It’s just not for you.” Eiley gives a fake pout and then simply shrugs her shoulders.“I’m not even going to apologize for saying it because it’s true. You are not anywhere close to a beauty queen and you look worse than any animal I’ve ever seen. So, you should be relying more on your competition skills, not that you even have any of those. You would think, a woman without looks would be trying to hone their craft so that they had something to fall back on in life. But clearly, with you, that’s not the case.”She just chuckles to herself and shakes her head. She was used to using her own looks to get what she needed out of wealthy men. She knew that it was not something that Bea Barnhart could even attempt to do; the looks just weren’t there.“You said in your silly promo last week that you’ve put out a lot of opponents in the ring but everything I’ve seen you do has been anything but laughable. You are not a threat when it comes to stepping into the ring against. I am not scared of you and I can’t be scared of you because you do not even know how to pronounce my name and I’m not going to tell you. I enjoy listening to people pronounce my name wrong; it’s amusing to think how many morons on this Earth do not have a brain and it’s very obvious that you are one of them.”She leans forward just a little bit.“What’s it like, BB? To be the brainless, boring wonder? Because sometimes, it would be nice to be empty headed and not have to think about what is coming next.”She is quiet for a moment.“Which is ironic, considering that you chose to call me stupid last week in your ridiculously funny promo. But you do not know anything about me. You did not talk about the fact that I am being trained by Mikah nor did you even try to attempt like you knew who you were facing in two days. I’m not sure who you think you’re facing, but I’m not some dumb, stereotypical blonde. But you wouldn’t know that because you don’t seem to care about anybody but your dumb, brainless husband. I suppose that makes the two of you almost a perfect, brainless couple. Maybe, instead of spewing out insults that do not make remotely any sense, you should look more into your opponent instead of looking even more stupid on camera. It’s no wonder you’re the laughing stock of the women’s locker room.”She just shakes her head to herself as she pushes a strand of her blonde locks behind her ears.“You seemed to mention dogs and puppies a lot in your promo, which is funny because you seem to be obsessed with them. That’s a little suspicious to me. Why are you so obsessed with calling me a dog or comparing me to a puppy, when those same animals are smarter than you are. But what you do not seem to understand is that you’re nothing special in the ring like you think you are. You are not better than me just because you’ve lost more matches than I’ve more than likely been around for.”She was aware that Bea wasn’t really that much older than she was according to the SCW website. But she definitely looked older than she was and Eiley was not mature enough not to pick fun at that.“And another thing, if your ugly, disgusting, fat husband comes to the ring with you on Sunday, he better not put his filthy, dirty hands on me or there will be consequences that neither of you will understand. Nor can you even begin to understand them. I do not care to be touched by such filth like your husband.”She shudders at the thought.“The only thing that you did seem to get right in your promo last week was that somebody did mention to management that they should give me a contract. And that person was none other than J2H himself. However, if you really want to know, it’s Mikah that was pushing me to get my foot into the SCW doors and the Blast From the Past Tournament did just that, even if it was a bust. At least there are people that have been a part of this company that can recognize talent when they see it, which is not the same that I can say for you. I doubt that there’s anybody in the back that can say that they’d stick their neck out for you. And you aren’t allowed to count that filthy, disgusting thing you call your husband, he doesn’t count.”She rolls her eyes in sheer irritation.“But you know what’s more important than those who believe in my talent?”She smirks at the camera.“The fact that I’m going to prove it to you on Sunday when we step foot in that ring. You’re not going to know what hit you and you’re going to be shocked when you realize that I’m not a pushover like you’re expecting. But I’m going to be the one making you tap out on Sunday and you will the one that will be walking out of the arena with your tail tucked between your legs like the fucking dog you are.”She smirks, that arrogant look reaching her eyes once more. She takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out.“And you do not have to worry about me cheating to win because I do not believe in cheating to win. I will win this Sunday fair and square without deviating from the rules. Because I’m not a coward and I do not need to deviate from the rules of the game. But you might resort to that when you realize that you’re not even close to subpar when it comes to me in the ring.”She was trying her best to let the arrogance show. Mikah had tried to train her in the fact that she needed to believe that she was better than everybody else, even if she didn’t believe it herself yet.“I do not think we can rely on our words anymore, BB. Even though I can continue to talk about how much better I already am than you and how prettier I am than you for hours on end, it isn’t going to make much of a difference. Because I am just going to show you on Sunday that I’m just that damned good in the ring. I didn’t get to showcase much of my skills in my first match in SCW and I’m very much looking forward to Sunday and showing everybody just what I can do in that ring. And I’m not even sorry that it’s you that I get to make an example out of. It’s going to be thrilling to say the least and every bit of fun that I think it’s about to be. And you’re just going to fucking take it like the brainless moron that you are. Because you don’t have a choice and because you’re not as good as you think that you are.”She stops for a moment, hearing a noise and she carefully and cautiously looks over her shoulder. She was trying her best not to appear jumpy on screen even though her heart was already racing inside of her chest. She wanted to believe that her situation with Dean wasn’t going to affect her but she was already starting to feel scared with every minute that passed.“I want you to know, BB, that it isn’t personal. I do not know you personally and honestly? I do not want to know you personally because you are not worth my time to get to know personally. You can stay in your own little bubble with your fat, filthy husband for all I care. I have better things to do with my life.”Another smirk stretches across her face, the worry disappearing from her eyes momentarily.“Because on Sunday?”She leans forward a little bit more and adjusts her shirt a little bit.“My career is just starting and I’m working on becoming the next Greatest Bombshell of All time. And you’re already in my way.”She smirks again, letting the silence linger momentarily.“Again, it’s not personal. It’s just business.”She didn’t really care that essentially she was repeating herself. But she felt that Bea needed to be reminded just what Eiley was working toward.“I hope you’re ready for Sunday because it’s going to be the beginning of my career and the beginning of your demise.”She winks at the camera again before leaning back against the chair.“Ciao.”