[Brooklyn Carter]

 Sunday was coming so fast, I was anxious, excited, but nervous too. But I was ready, more then ready to prove to everyone that this championship belongs around my waist.

But in the back of my head, I was tired of trying to prove my abilities to these people, week after week its always some new bitch coming out saying, “ Brooklyn doesn’t deserve the title. “ or “ Roxanne handed Brooklyn the title. “ so repetitive, so old. I understand I made a lot of people backstage upset when I won this championship, whether I won it fairly in their minds or not, I’m still champion so deal with it.

I’ve mentioned many times before that Roxanne was the key success behind my title win, but its time to move on from that issue and focus on the future. My actions and my personal life should never be an issue when it comes to me defending this title, what I do in the ring should stay in the ring, and my outside and personal lives should never be questioned.

I have my wild days, I like to have fun, I’m still young, no kids, no drama, but it seems like every other day I have to defend myself. It’s so draining and annoying, focus on my abilities and not what I do personally.

I get on Twitter, and notice different bitches trash talking me, not only the females but the men to and in the back of my head I feel as though these crows are jealous, such a cliché thing to say I understand, but what else would they hate for? Oh because they think I’m not worthy to hold this title, well bitches get a grip and pull your life together because I’m holding this title and retaining this title no matter what y’all thing.

I swear I wouldn’t be able to live life if I cared about what the other bitch thought or felt about me. Luckily I haven’t ran into any of them on this cruise, because I swear it would be a major issue, it seems like the whole freaking locker-room is against me.

Location:
Upper Deck
The Royal Monarch Cruiseline - The Open Sea

The scene opens up on the Upper Deck of the cruise line; Brooklyn is shown laying back in her pull out chair, staring up at the sky. Beside her, Dana sits with her iPad in had, checking different sites and reading e-mails.



Dana: Thank you for bringing me, I can’t remember if I thanked you or not.

Brooklyn: You should of known I was going to bring you Dana, I probably wouldn’t of had any fun without you being here and plus you are my best friend to.
Dana: And I can’t miss one of your biggest matches ever.

Brooklyn: Look I’m ready, more then ready. I saw a Carly and Odette earlier in the week posing around the ship with fans and such, I wanted to speak to Carly but I feel like I needed to keep my distance.

Dana: Why?

Brooklyn: You can’t really trust to many females, whether inside or outside the ring because they can be so wishy washy. Nothing against Carly, but my mind is focused on keeping this championship, I wouldn’t mind a friendship with her but she should understand that at this moment, this title comes first.

Dana: It would suck if you did loose though.

Brooklyn: I’m not even thinking that way, loosing is not even in my vocabulary.

I’m out here on this beautiful boat, the ocean is wonderful and I’m loving the interaction with my fans, it’s a great experience to meet the people who come out and pay to see us put our bodies on the line, each and every week.

I owed it to my fans to retain this title, not only for myself, but to my fans. I was able to interact with a lot of them, different ones coming to me telling me how happy they were when I won the championship, and how they hope I return.

It felt good to feel that type of love and support, so I knew I had a lot of people standing behind me and rooting for me to win.

Brooklyn: I’m not putting down my opponents, but me loosing this championship won’t happen anytime soon. I have respect for both Carly and Odette, but their not good enough to take this title away from me.

Dana: Don’t underestimate them because a lot of people say you weren’t good enough to win, and look where you’re at now.

Brooklyn: My win was different, you remember Dana after the show when I won the title, I wasn’t excited, and I knew my win would have controversy behind it, so now I have to work much harder to show that I deserve to have it around my waist, I worked really hard to get where I’m at, and dealt with a lot of bullshit, I deserve this title Dana.  

Dana: You know I’ve always been your number one supporter.

Brooklyn: I just hope after I beat Carly, this won’t affect our friendship. I do feel as though it was growing, we hung out a couple times, she bought me a bathing suit, you know we had our little private talks but at the end of the day, we both knew that soon we were facing off in the ring.

I doubt out friendship would last after this match.

Brooklyn: This match is mine, this title is mine, and I deserve this victory. Dana, I am going in this match with a different personality, a motive to destroy anyone who tries to get in my way or tries to take my title away from me.

I knew this match wasn’t going to be easy, both Odette and Carly had their issues so of course that gave me an advantage in the match because I know they will have words for each other. I plan to keep it fair, no double teaming, no sneak attacks; I want this match fair and square.

Because after I win, I don’t want to hear anymore bitches talking about me or my title reign.

Dana: Switching the subject up a bit, I noticed a couple cute guys on board, so have you been mingling?

Brooklyn: With these fools? Hell no.

Dana: Why not?

Brooklyn: After what Shark did, fuck that.

Dana: That was childish.

Brooklyn: Which is another reason why I stepped away from him, don’t get me wrong Shark was a cool dude but his ego was out of this world, he didn’t give me a chance to even explain myself.

Dana: He was cold.

Brooklyn: He need some Theraflu [Laughs] But nah, I didn’t pay him any attention until he brought my father in the situation, he one of them dudes that has to trash talk someone’s family, their image and whatever else he can to make himself feel better, but those just words boo, and if I let words hurt me then I probably wouldn’t be on this earth.

James Shark, a former friend of mine. He decided to throw a temper tantrum on Twitter a couple days ago because he found out that I had a few words about him behind his back.

Stalk much?

The reasoning behind my words was I couldn’t trust dude, you telling me one thing, but panty talking the next bitch, and I’m sorry but a Carter don’t get played. If he would have came to me and addressed me like a man, then I’m pretty sure we could of handled the situation in a more mature way. I have no hard feelings against him though, I’m pretty sure he had a rough life like I did growing up, I can tell how he defends himself.

I always found it funny when someone had to attack someone’s image or bring up dark skeletons from a past to kind of put them down, he was upset I withdrew from our match but my scheduling here in SCW, definitely put in a situation wrestling for All Star, but I put that to sleep and am no longer signed to the company.

As for Shark, hopefully one day he finds Jesus, maybe some prayer.

That is one reason why I decided not to dabble in relationships, so much work, and so much drama. I remember dating this boy Delonte for many years, one of my first loves, we met in High School and during that time we were inseparable, after High School and a little in college, we started having issues, well at least he did.

Delonte reminded me a little of Shark, if he didn’t get his way, he threw a tantrum, he had a fit. I guess that’s the ego of being a man, you want control, but in a relationship, especially with me, it’s a team effort.

Dana: There’s nothing wrong with having some sort of companionship, I think you should keep your eyes open, and plus with all the new people joining SCW, who knows you might grab someone’s attention.

Brooklyn: After my relationship with Delonte, I don’t know if I could ever handle something so serious, at least right now and you know my mind isn’t really focused on that, this title match is more serious and I can’t let anything or anyone take my attention way from the match.

Dana: This is like pulling teeth with you.

Brooklyn: Because you’re constantly trying to hook me up with some dude, if it’s not somewhere here, then it’s someone in the club, that’s not my focus right now.

I know she was only looking out for my best interests, but my focus wasn’t on a dude right now, it was on retaining this SCW Bombshell Championship, don’t get me wrong a companion would be nice, even if it wasn’t sexually, just having a male around would be fun every once and awhile. I know Sean is my best friend, but he is also more like a brother, so in a way I couldn’t even look at him like that.

Brooklyn: My focus here is to win matches and to hold onto this title as long as possible, I’m not worried about any dick, my name is not Bianca. [snickers] but seriously though, no one here could get the time of day.

Dana: Harsh.

Brooklyn: Just being real.

Brooklyn lays there staring up at the sky still, after a couple minutes went by, a tall shadow, blocking the sun a little stood above her, looking up, she notices her dad standing above her. She reaches for her towel placing it over her lower half, she sits up facing him.

Brooklyn: Dana, if you could, please get me some water, I just need a couple minutes with Jerome.

Dana nods as she gets up from the beach chair; she lays the iPad down next to Brooklyn, and walks off towards one of the stands on the cruise. Jerome sits down where Dana was sitting, looking at Brooklyn.

Jerome: I appreciate you inviting me on this trip.

Brooklyn: London really wanted you to be here, and I guess since we are trying to rebuild our relationship, I thought it would be fun to have you here.

Jerome: What change your mind about me?

Brooklyn: So much good is happening in my life, that if I continue to focus on the bad that happened then I wouldn’t get anywhere. Believe it or not, I still have anger towards you but I have to learn to move on and be done with that.

Jerome: I am a new person.

Brooklyn: I will believe it when I see it, Jerome you may be the reason behind my birth, but you’re not the reason behind my growth. Everything I have accomplished, I’ve done it all on my own.

Jerome: And you’re right, I’m proud of you baby girl, you didn’t let my screw ups as a father ruin you’re future and look at you now.

And he was right; I never really discussed my full background between my father and me, the details were always to painful to relive, I always knew my father cared for me, but to what extent I didn’t know. Now I feel as though he wants to be apart of my life because he’s sees how good I’m doing, the amount of money I’m bringing in and the life I’m living, so who wouldn’t want to be apart of that.

My father is selfish, so don’t let his good image fool you because there are things that I could say about my father that would probably shock the hell out of you.

Jerome: I’ve been having a lot of fun on this cruise, so again I thank you for letting me join you on this trip, and plus I’m excited because this is the first time I will see you wrestle live.

Brooklyn: I appreciate the support.

Jerome: So this title? It’s the big one huh?

Brooklyn: The SCW Bombshell Championship is the biggest title the women could hold, luckily I am the champion and this Sunday I have to defend my title against two people.

Jerome: Are you nervous?

Brooklyn: I’m anxious, this match is going to be huge, everyone in the match is good at what they do, so I’m pretty sure I’m in for a fight, but I have a couple advantages in this match so I’m not to concerned.

Jerome: Like?

Brooklyn: The fact that the two girls participating in this match use to be, well I wouldn’t say best of friends but close, they were a tag team and I guess after loosing a match the two kind of fell out.

Jerome: So you think they’ll be more concerned with each other?

Brooklyn: That’s what I’m thinking, but if their smart enough then they wouldn’t let that distract them from what’s important in this match, I mean to be honest Dad [Pauses] I mean Jerome, I have so many enemies in this company so I’m pretty sure once I beat Odette and Carly, I’ll have another two or three bitches ready to fight.

Jerome: You just called me Dad.
I was hoping he wouldn’t of caught onto that, but who am I kidding? It was a mistake, damn it was a mistake. I didn’t mean to call him that, I really don’t want him to get the wrong idea.

Jerome: I think while we’re here on this trip, we should just enjoy it together as a family, whether or not we’re a dysfunctional family, this is the time for us to come together and enjoy each others company.

Brooklyn: I don’t know.

Jerome: It would only be right, I mean look at this way. I’m here, you’re brother is here, and I only want us all to have a good time. I’m here out of support for you and you’re wrestling match, I’m not here to cause any drama, or any pain.

Brooklyn: That’s kind of hard, because looking at you sometimes brings back so many painful memories.

Maybe he would understand more, if it had of happened to him.

Brooklyn: I just need some time. [Rises up from the chair] I am going to head over to the Casino for a bit, and then I will meet up with you and London for a late dinner, that cool?

Jerome nods as he watches his daughter walk away from him, he stands there for a couple minutes with his head down, but turns and heads towards one of the eatery’s, the scene fades to black.

25 Minutes Later.

The scene opens up inside the Casino portion of the cruise, Brooklyn is shown with Dana at her side standing near one of the slot machine, she looks around noticing a couple other SCW Stars inside the Casino, a particular catching her eyes, she taps Dana on the shoulder.

Brooklyn: Who is that?

Dana: Who?

Brooklyn points towards the entrance of the Casino.

Brooklyn:  That guy standing over there by the entrance, he’s with that short dude, the black one.

Dana looks and looks until she finally notices the guy Brooklyn was speaking about, she smiles as she realizes who Brooklyn was talking about.

Dana: The only fine guy walking around in SCW.

Brooklyn: That doesn’t tell me anything, he looks familiar but I don’t him personally.

Dana: That’s DJ, or should I say D-Block, he made several days ago and started some type of drama with the Staggs boy; I think he was here before but had a leave of absence.

Dude was cute, I will admit that.

Dana: You want me to introduce you?

Brooklyn: Nah, he probably married and if he is, I don’t want to have to embarrass his short friend incase he try and talk to me.

Dana: Y’all would make a good look.

Brooklyn: Not here for any dates, I’m here to be the best Dana, you know that.

Dana was constantly trying to hook me up, damn I was only 22, getting ready to turn 23 and I wasn’t ready to be settled down. Don’t get me wrong, DJ was a nice looking dude, good skin complexion, his skills from what I heard and saw we’re on point and he seem like he could be a cool dude to kick it with, but at the end of the day I really don’t want to have another Shark issue.

I think my fear with relationships is that I don’t want to deal with another Delonte, Ugh Delonte! Delonte! Where do I start with this fool?

Flash Back

Location:
Miami, Florida
March 19th, 2010
Brooklyn’s Birthday.
3:45 a.m.

The scene opens up outside Mansion Nightclub,  Brooklyn is shown making her way out of the club, behind her stands Delonte Smith, her boyfriend at the time, the two make their way out towards the parking garage, Brooklyn stumbling trying to stay on her feet, leans against the wall towards the parking garage.



Delonte: Come the fuck on girl, I’m horny as shit.

Brooklyn:  I want some food Del, sex can wait, I need to get some of this [Burps] liquor out of my system.

Delonte: We can eat at home, you dragged me from my hustle to hit this club with you and I did, now a brother horny and I need some pu – [Brooklyn interrupts]

Brooklyn: Don’t be disrespectful.

Delonte reaches around and grabs Brooklyn by the arm, forcing her into the parking garage and towards the car.

Delonte: Damn, why do you insist on disobeying me bitch? You promised me sex after the club and that’s what I want.

Damn he sounds desperate. I love Delonte so much, but the drugs and the fact that he barely gets any sleep drives him crazy, sometimes I think he doesn’t’ know how good he has it because of the shit he’s into, its influencing him to fuck up real bad, not only in life but with me.

Brooklyn: You’re hurting my wrist Delonte.

Snatching Brooklyn by the arm again, he pushes her towards the F150 parked near the entrance, he forces his hand in her pants trying to get them unbuckle.

Brooklyn: So you’re just going to take it out here huh? In front of the people who are walking back towards their cars, you’re just going to take it?

Delonte: Fuck that.

Delonte slides the key in the door and opens the back door, pushing Brooklyn in the back seat, he follows behind her unbuckling his pants , Brooklyn lifts her knee up smashing him in the groin forcing him to roll back out of the car.

Brooklyn: I told you not fucking now Delonte, fuck this, I’m tired of you and you’re bullshit man. You got me so intoxicated and now you expect me to lay back and let you fuck me like some street whore in you’re truck, I RATHER SHOVE A PEN IN MY EYE BITCH.

Brooklyn reaches for her clutch, she turns spitting down on Delonte who is lying on the ground holding onto his grown, Brooklyn walks out the parking garage and heads towards the corner where she hails a taxi, the scene fades.

Flash Back Over.

Location:
Upper Deck
The Royal Monarch Cruiseline - The Open Sea

The scene opens back up with Dana and Brooklyn still playing the slots, Brooklyn shakes her head in disgust after remember that night with Delonte.

Dana: You have to remember that everyone isn’t like him; you will experience the bad before you reach the good, just like life, relationships are about risks to, and just something you have to take.

Brooklyn: The same with my match, this match is a huge risk, who knows what the outcome could be. I could be cocky, a bitch, or down right annoying and continue to say that I’m the best or I’m going to do this or I’m going to do that, but reality I’m nervous as hell, but I promise you I won’t let it stop me.

Dana: That’s why I feel as though you should let loose, have some fun on this trip.

Brooklyn: Fun as mingle with the co-workers, [Laughs] I’m good, I know nothing about that man and I’m pretty sure he is more focused on his match then to be flirting with me.

Brooklyn again pulls the lever, but missing a match, she throws her hands and frowns after not winning on the machine, she reaches down and grabs her clutch off of the machine and walks towards the exit door.

Brooklyn: [Turns around and looks at Dana.] Let’s go, I hear the music from the other side of the deck and I’m ready to drink, have some fun.

The scene fades.

3 Hours Later

Location:
Cruise Line
Club Cruise


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Dedication
Consistently winning while all you bitches come and go
Oh you mad hoe? You aint headline
You my son bitch and it’s bedtime

The scene opens up on the cruise line and inside the club, inside the club is packed, people dancing and partying everywhere, drinks flying in the air, clothes flying in the air. Brooklyn is shown, drink in hand, partying to Born Stunna by Birdman, beside her Dana with a similar outfit, just a different color is partying beside her.



Brooklyn: This music is live.

Dana nods.

Brooklyn: But it’s hot as hell in here, I need to sit.

Brooklyn grabs Dana’s hand and the two walk over to the V.I.P. section off the club, she enters the door closing it behind her, inside a bottle of Patron and Circoc awaits, she smiles as she pops the top to one of the bottles.

Dana: This is the life, I am enjoying this cruise.

Brooklyn: To be honest it was a good idea, I’m surprised the bosses even came up with an idea like this.

Dana: I was kind of scared though because I’m thinking, putting all of you guys on one boat and then the show is this Sunday, what happens if you get in a scuffle with someone?

Brooklyn:  Then I would just have to beat their ass and throw them overboard. But no one is going to mess with me, you have to understand that a lot of these girls backstage is all talk, but jealous is so huge in their lives that they’re to scared to do anything. Like Trish Newborn!

That raggedy bitch.

Brooklyn: She is what I called a Twitter Gangsta, this chick pops off at the mouth on Twitter but has yet addressed me face to face, she’s another hoe mad because I’m Bombshell Champion and she’s nothing. I didn’t even want to mention her name, because of course she means nothing to the company, the only way people notice her or recognize her is when I mention her name.

Dana laughs, almost dropping the bottle, she sits back down in the chair.

Brooklyn: And then Roxanne, and that Bianca chick. All of them crows got jealousy in their hearts, I wish them well though, their just mad because neither of them have the abilities to headline a show, yes I’m one cocky bitch but I deserve to be cocky after all the shit I had went through.

Dana: You deserve it.

Brooklyn: The only issue I have is what will happen between Carly and I after SXXXT, I know she has her hopes up thinking she is going to win this championship, but little does she know that she is walking in empty handed and walking out empty handed.

Dana: I don’t think you two will be friends after this.

Brooklyn: Then another friend lost, I didn’t join this business worrying about who was going to be my friend, who I was sleeping with, who I wanted as an enemy and who I didn’t want, honestly if any of these girls have a problem with me then come handle it, I’m so sick of the internet talk, the twitter bashing, that shit is for high school, we are adults so let’s duke it out like adults, that’s how I see it.

Dana: I mean that is true, you really don’t indulge too much in the internet fighting, but when you do respond, you respond hard.

Brooklyn: Because it gets annoying after while, you can be big and bad behind a computer screen, but when I see you’re ass out in public, you ducking and dodging me and I’m not down with that shit, which is why I don’t respect half these females in this business.

Dana: What about your opponent’s now?

Brooklyn: I respect them enough to go through with the match, I respect them enough that they both can cut a decent promo and I don’t have to sit back and listen to a bunch of bullshit, but respecting them as a wrestler, that would have to be earned.

No matter how these girls feel about my title win, I earned it. This is my title and I don’t plan on loosing it anytime soon. As I said before, hopefully after I win, this match won’t affect Carly and I friendship, just like I said before my intentions were never about making friends or being close with someone, its was more about winning matches and championships, making friends or getting to know someone of course is added bonus, but its not important to me.

In reality, going in this match I have a huge advantage, only because of the history that Carly and Odette have with each other. I’m pretty sure they’re blessed to have this opportunity to wrestle in the match, to even get a chance at the Gold, but it sucks that neither one of them will have the chance to hold the title, as long as this belt is around my waist, these women better get use to holding the title.

Brooklyn: SXXXT is right around the corner, it’s time to get serious.

Dana: I’m so proud of you Brooke; we’ve come a long way.

Brooklyn: And things can only get better, I promise you that.

Dana: I’m really tipsy right now. [Stands up] I think I need to go lay down. [Stumbles towards the door.] Like really.

Brooklyn laughs as she takes another shot.

Brooklyn: Yea, I think I’m ready to and I have a long day tomorrow, so we should head out.

Brooklyn takes one more shot and heads for the door, following behind her is Dana who can barely walk through the entrance, Brooklyn grabs a hold of her arm, and the two head towards the suites as the scene fades to black.

OOC: Good luck to Odette & Carly and to everyone else at SXXXT.