[Sean Williams]

  It had been a long night, I was tired and really just wanted to go home and lay in my bed. I planned a trip for my crew to head out to LA, spend a couple days there and then touch down in Miami, just have a little mini vacation.

We we’re all excited over Mercedes’ win at Violent Conduct, it took a true legend to come in and shut the rest of the women up, I guess they mad huh?

As far as my match goes, it sucks I couldn’t grab those Tag Titles again but being as though I’ve already held them once, not winning them wasn’t so bad. My main focus was to tear apart Gabriel and I think I handled that really well; soon enough we will meet again though.

Right after Violent Conduct, I decided to catch the next flight out of Japan. I had to get back to the states immediately.

9 Hours Later

Los Angeles, California
LAX

The scene opens up outside of LAX, Sean is shown standing on the outside waiting for the car to pull up, standing on the side of him is Brooklyn.

Brooklyn:
I cannot wait to get to you’re house; I need a long shower and a nice bed to sleep on.

Sean:
Japan was draining, so much drama.

Brooklyn:
It wasn’t a bad ending though, Mercedes ended up winning the Bombshell Championship and you kind of got revenge on NXT and The Sins.

Sean:
True, but I wish I could have done more.

I was upset about my lost, I couldn’t deny that. But I knew that Violent Conduct wouldn’t be the last time Gabriel and I crossed paths, I respect him though for being able to keep up with me in the ring, he put up a good fight and even though it pains this to leave my mouth, but he deserves them titles, both him and Desparye.

Brooklyn:
Are you going to talk to Synn?

Before Sean could answer, three men in black suits walk up to Sean, forcing him to drop his bags on the ground, Sean tries to fight back but is taken down by another dude who approached him on the other side. Brooklyn runs over to Sean, but is pulled back by two other men that came from the other direction.

Suddenly three black cars pull up to the front entrance, red, white, and blue lights shinning through the entrance way. A tall man steps out the front passenger side and walks over to Sean, displaying his badge, he folds it back up and places it in his pocket.

FBI Agent:
Sean Roman Williams? Correct?

Sean nods his head

Sean:
Who the fuck wants to know?

FBI Agent:
Sean, my name is Tyler Dobbs and I work for the FBI, and right now we are placing you and you’re party under arrest.

Sean:
For the fuck what? [Sean tries to maneuver his arms out from the guys grip, but is unable to] I didn’t fucking do anything.

Mercedes, Madison, and Anthony all make their way out from the LAX entrance way, Christian who is in Mercedes’ hands starts screaming out, Mercedes tries to calm him down but is approached by another FBI Officer, who reaches for Christian and takes him out of her hands.

Mercedes:
Excuse me?

Mercedes reaches for Christian but is stopped by one of the agents, he pulls out handcuffs and starts reading her rights, beside her Madison and Anthony is also being placed under arrest and being read their rights.

Mercedes:
What is this about?

The FBI Agent ignores Mercedes and starts walking her towards the undercover Truck, Sean who is still being questioned on the side is unaware of what is going on.

Sean:
Can someone please tell me why we are being arrested?

FBI Agent:
You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do can and will be held against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney and if you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand these rights I have just read to you?

Sean refuses to answer.

FBI Agent:
Mr. Williams? Do you understand these rights?

Sean:
I understand the fucking rights, I just wish you would tell me what the fuck you are arresting me and my friends for.

FBI Agent:
Kidnapping sir, its seems as though the mothers child has pressed kidnapping charges against you, you took this child out of the country without approval for the courts and let’s just say your friends are going down with you.

Mercedes over hears the conversation turning towards the FBI Officer.

Mercedes:
Kidnapping? Christian is Sean’s son, he was just awarded full custody last month, so how is this kidnapping?

FBI Agent:
Everything will be explained once we reach the office, and everyone will be questioned. I will have my team handle you’re belongings and we will escort Christian back to Social Services where his mother will pick him up.

Sean:
Damnit, can I at least make a phone call?

FBI Agent: We will take care of that once we get to the station.

The agents gather each of them up, placing them all in separate cars. Sean turns and stares out the window wondering what mess he was forced into now, the cars speed off while the cameras we’re flashing from paparazzi taking pictures, the scene then fades to black.

[Brooklyn Carter]

 Later that evening

LA: Police Department
Downtown, Los Angeles.


The scene opens up outside the police department, downtown LA. Paparazzi crowd the entrance to the jail while they wait impatiently for the SCW Superstars that we’re arrested earlier to post bail.

The doors open to the jail, and out walks Sean, Madison, Anthony, Mercedes, and Brooklyn. The news crew along with the Paparazzi rushes towards the group as they all stand near the entrance.

Sean and Alicia both nod their heads toward the other and the two make their way down the stairs ignoring the press questions being thrown their way, Madison and Anthony walk the other direction quickly hopping into a SUV that was waiting along side the curb.

Brooklyn stood there, with iPhone in hand waiting thinking Dana was coming to get her.

Brooklyn:
Where the fuck is she?

Brooklyn pulls her phone out dialing Dana’s number but it goes straight to voicemail.

Brooklyn:
Man, she should be in LA by fucking now. That bitch better not be in Japan, I swear.

I was pissed, not only was I locked up for half the day, but now my ride wasn’t even here to pick me up. Alicia was heading home to her kids while Sean needed to go and meet with his Lawyer regarding Christian and this whole Erica Banks bullshit. I knew I should of purchased a home out here in LA when I had first though about it but Dana told me not too, she said I wouldn’t spend to much time in LA for me to need a home but fuck, no car, no house.

I guess I could catch a cab and go to the nearest hotel, but I wanted to find out what was going to happen with Sean and this mess he got us involved in, I don’t blame him, but shit I was pissed.

Brooklyn still standing at the top of the stairs notices the Paparazzi getting closer, she looks down at her release papers and at the Paparazzi and smiles, sticking her middle finger up, she forces her way through the crowd and out toward the sidewalk where she makes her way down the street on foot.

Brooklyn:
Fuck it! I’ll walk, I should have just left with Sean and Alicia but I figured Dana was going to be here.

Brooklyn stops at the street corner waiting for the light change, annoyed as ever she pulls her phone out again dialing Dana’s number but again it goes straight to voicemail.

Brooklyn:
FUCK DANA! FUCK! SHIT! FUCK!

[JFRESH]

 I didn't know what I was doing when I got onto that flight boarding to LA. When I heard about the "Dream Chaserz" being locked up, I didn't really care. I started to care when I heard... she was locked up.

We obviously had to talk, and I had to get something off my chest. Something I had been hiding for two months now.

Ignoring her on twitter and not responding to her calls was hard as hell, and she probably thought I hated her, if only she knew that was the complete opposite about how i felt for her.

I was set on talking to her right after Conduct, but I guess I pussied out and told myself "tomorrow". Kinda funny... James Shark, baddest nigga on the planet, not only catching feelings for a girl but also pussying out of something? Ya... weird.

When I dm'd Dana on twitter, I asked her for the jail location where Brooklyn was being held. As I looked at the GPS system on my car, I noticed I had a few minutes before reaching the jail. Before bailing them out I could at least get an idea of how I would start off, an idea of what I would say and how I would say it.

As I stopped my car due to a red light, I noticed HER crossing the street. Now at first I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me, but I kept staring at her, and it was her. Luckily there were no cars behind me. I quickly drove backwards and reversed my car. The wheels made a screeching noise onto the road causing Brooklyn to notice me. I quickly parked my car on the side of the road right in front of her. As I took a quick peek at her I could tell she really couldn't believe her eyes.

I rolled down the window but then just decided to lean towards the passenger door, opening it. I looked over at Brooklyn who stood frozen.

Nervous as FUCK, I finally spoke out to her for the first time since the news broke out.

James Shark: Please get in.

[Brooklyn Carter]

 So he just wanted me to get in the car just like that, I was pissed with him, days he ignored me, my DM's, my text messages, my phone calls. He even ignored me when I went to his hotel room and knocked on his door, I knocked for like fucking twenty minutes, I knew he was inside because the rental was outside in the parking lot.

I hated this shit, because I've never been the type to sweat a dude, or be pressed over a dude. Ever since my last relationship, I never really put focus on a male because I was always concerned about me, my brother and our empire.

But now I was adding more to my family, a child.

A child by Shark, and I honestly didn't know how I felt about that. In the back of my head, I had red flags going off telling me I should be concerned. But then on the other hand, I figured he would at least respect what he created, even if he couldn't respect me.



Brooklyn stood there, she hesitated for a second. Still kind of shaken from the arrest, she decided to jump in, she was tired, hungry and just wanted to be as far away from the jail as possible. She closed the door, and roll the window down, still not making eye contact, she stared out towards the street.

Brooklyn:
If you don't mind, I would like to get something to eat.

[JFRESH]

 James Shark: Um.... okay

I didn't really know how to respond to that. I came here to bail her out, she was obviously already bailed out, so I guess the next step would be to talk, but she wanted to eat. The fuck.

Driving the car down the street, I didn't say anything and neither did she. Here we go again, it was New York all over again. When we met up in the Chinese restaurant in New York, it was just awkward as hell, and now, this was like awkwardness round two.

I stopped the car onto a different side of the road. This time turning it off. I turned towards Brooklyn.

James Shark: Look I'm sure your hungry and all, you stayed in that shit hole overnight, and I feel you Brookz, I really do. I know what it feels like to be locked up, so I'm really sorry that had to happen...

I kinda felt it was my fault. Sure this was bound to happen anyways with the Sean drama but if I had just talked to her last night, who knows, maybe she wouldn't have been with her crew when the FBI approached them.

James Shark: But I wanna talk to you, just hear me out. When I'm done talking, I can drop you off to some fancy ass restaurant so you could eat and I'll leave you alone... if that's what you want... deal?

Something told me that wasn't what she wanted, or maybe she did, but fuck man, I was just talking out of my ass. For some reason I was just so nervous. I guess it was because of what I wanted to get off my chest.

[Brooklyn Carter]

 I knew I was being stubborn, but fuck I wanted him to suffer like he made me.

But I honestly didn't want to argue, I was so over the arguing and the back and forth. Both our mouths we're slick, so I knew for a fact we wouldn't hold anything back if we we're to fight with each other, but the way he just approached me told me he wasn't really trying to argue either.

Brooklyn sighed, she place her hand on her lap and turned and looked at Shark.

Brooklyn:
Talk about what? How you left me in Japan in the stranded parking lot in a fucking country I knew nothing about.

Brooklyn laughs.

Brooklyn:
I'm not even mad at you about that, you have every reason to be mad at what I told you. But you really have to put in yourself in my shoes and see how hard it was for me to approach you and even tell you that shit.

The smile quickly changed, she frowned.

Brooklyn:
Who said I was even ready to be a parent James? Now look, I have to put my career on hold and carry a child who will grow up without a father in his life, that shit hurt James. I would of been alright if you would of said to cut me out your life, but you're own fucking son? Leaving me out to dry like that, I was pissed.

I tried to make him feel bad, I know I shouldn't have but I was still angry.

Damn I was being selfish.

Brooklyn:
Look I'm sorry if I'm coming off as a bitch but honestly I had strong feelings for you, like I wanted to be your main bitch, well chick, well you know what I mean. But you wasn't feeling that, and I left it alone.

Brooklyn paused.

Brooklyn:
We both made a mistake that night, we got too fucked up and I guess our personalities clicked so hard, plus the liquor we just went wild. But then after that went down, shit got serious and you ran off man.

A tear started to form under her eyes, but Brooklyn quickly brushed it away, straightening her face. She flipped her hair back, and leaned back in her seat.

Brooklyn:
It had been three years since I've been with a dude, let alone been with one sexually. The fact that I opened up to you the way I did, even told you my secrets and my past with my father, you still failed to realize how you meant to me when all those fucking signs we're in your face.

Brooklyn started to get angry again, her temper switched once more, she raised her hand and slapped James across the face.

Brooklyn:
FUCKING LOSER!

Shit, Brooke are you fucking crazy? I can't believe I just slapped this dude.

Right after the slap, Shark kind of fell back shocked and not knowing how to react, before he could Brooklyn grabbed his face pulling him closer to him and kissing him, she stopped, but then kissed him again, but then stopped and falling back into her seat.

Brooklyn:
Shit I'm sorry, like I'm so fucking confused right now and I just, I just don't -

Brooklyn pauses, not knowing how to react to what just happened or even how to give an explanation to what just happened, her emotions running wild, she waited for James to respond.

[JFRESH]

 I honestly didn't know what the fuck just happened. I got bitch slapped, bitch-fucking-slapped, and then kissed, kissed not once but I think twice? I kinda chuckled for a moment touching my lips and looking over at Brooklyn who was pretty much just chilling in the passenger seat.

While she was talking I had things that I wanted to say, and respond to, but after the slap and kisses, I was kinda lost and had to retrack what Brooklyn was saying before. Her emotions were clearly all over the place right now, and I really didn't know if that made things easier for me to tell her, or harder, but either way it had to be done.

I began to erase the slap and the kisses from my memory, I had to get serious. I truely cared about her and I had to respect the girl right now and tell her what was up.

James Shark: Look Brookz... I could say I'm sorry for leaving you in the parking lot, but you just said you didn't care about that. I also heard you say that baby isn't gonna grow up with a father, and I don't know if that was because of the comment I made to you, but if it was? I want you to know that the comment I made that night was fucking bullshit.

I nodded my head looking right at her.

James Shark: I was angry... I guess I let my anger get to me, and I said something that was complete bullshit. I can't call it anything else Brookz, it was just bullshit.

I sighed...

James Shark: Ignoring you on twitter, and all that wasn't what I wanted either. I wanted to talk to you that same night but... we both had big matches and... it's not that I put you before my match....well I did but... fuck...

I just couldn't get my words out with her. One minute I was cool, the next I was nervous again.

James Shark: Look... I'm not even mad, but you got every reason to be mad. Like I said, I didn't want to ignore you, but I guess it was a good thing, cause during that time I just got to realize that we ain’t got anyone to blame but ourselves. We both got the blame, like sure me trash talking you months back had to do with you talking shit behind my back but I get it… misunderstood or not, I get it. You were angry, you just got pregnant with me and I guess… I wasn’t exactly the kind of guy you wanted to get pregnant with but…

Okay now you just sound pathetic. Fucking Shark, cut the bullshit and just get what you want to say off your chest.

James Shark: .....Just know that… I want everything to do with you and that baby. I want this.

I grabbed her hand with both of mine and smiled at her.

James Shark: I want…. Us.

So you go from pathetic to even more pathetic? Jesus. I told myself every fucking time. This girl brought that soft side out of me. I meant every word though, and If I got rejected, well I guess that was karma.

[Brooklyn Carter]

 I was caught off guard by the last thing he said, I mean honestly James fucking Shark wanted me, Brooklyn Carter?

Compared to the other bitches he been with, I'm not putting my looks down, but damn the bitches he use to being with we're them video model hoes, the messy ones.

But those we're the words I wanted to hear so badly, I didn't want to admit it but fuck I was excited to hear him say that.

Brooklyn sits there for a minute, trying to find a way to respond to what Shark just said. She rubs her fingers up and down the palm of his hand, she smiles as she looks at him.

Brooklyn:
I don't know how to respond to that man, like you know I fucking want to but what about them other bitches man? Like honestly you know I'm a down chick, like I don't care about the other shit, the strip clubs or whatever but I can't have no bitches trying to get in my lane.

Brooklyn paused.

Brooklyn:
I dealt with that shit enough in Sin City with them messy crows, and I really don't want to deal with that shit in my personal life, let alone my love life man. You know I want this shit to, but can I trust you?

[JFRESH]

 "you know I fucking want to" was all I really had to hear. She was down I was down, but then it was her next question, "can I trust you", it was literally the same question every girl asked me. I had my reputation, me being the asshole that I was, I bragged about it.

Cheating on girls wasn't really something you should brag about, but I did, and that always gave people a negative image on me.

I did it to Kadri, I did it to Serai, I did it to Lillian, Latoya and Karly. Damn I did it to almost every girl I got into a relationship with. I didn't want to hurt her, I really didn't, and to be honest with myself, I really didn't think I would.

There could be a million reasons as to why I cheated on my past girls or why shit just didn't work out. I guess the main reason was, it wasn't meant to be. I was James Shark, a person who was ALWAYS confident. I always spoke my mind, and I rarely ever bit my tongue.

But I saw that in Brooke too. When was the last time Brooklyn motherfucking Carter bit her tongue? She was confident, she was that bad bitch everyone hated. Hell people hated me too cuz I was a bad motherfucker. The way I saw it.... why would I do her wrong? who would I do her wrong with?

James Shark: hell fucking yeah you could trust me...

She could. I knew she could, and I knew I could trust her. If she could just ignore my reputation and see through me right now and see how serious I was about making this work, maybe we could both finally be happy and ignore all the bullshit that had been going on lately.

I grabbed her hand again.

James Shark:Brookz listen, I mean... fuck those other hoes, they really don't compare... they just don't. I was never SO sure about something in my whole life. Maybe it sounds stupid, maybe it sounds made up, or maybe it even sounds corny as fuck, but hey girl, I keep it real, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart.

[Brooklyn Carter]

 Brooklyn sat there for a minute staring outside the window.

Brooklyn:
Then let’s do it man, but don’t fuck with me Shark because I will fuck you up, I’m not joking either.

Brooklyn turns grabbing Shark giving him a hug, she smiles not even thinking about what just happened earlier.

Brooklyn:
You honestly made this fucking day so much better, but we been sitting on this corner for like thirty minutes man and I’m still hungry for some food and something else, so how about we get food to go and head back to this hotel, Dana just text me and said she got me a suite at The Roosevelt Hotel and I just need to get out of these clothes.

Brooklyn gives Shark kind of a sexy but innocent smile, she lets go of his hand letting him get a hold of the steering wheel, she leans in one more time kissing him on the cheek.

Brooklyn:
It’s James fucking Shark and Brooklyn fucking Carter together, they won’t be able to take us.

Brooklyn laughs.