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Supercard Archives / Re: JESSIE SALCO v MELISSA - CHAMBER OF EXTREME
« on: October 18, 2022, 07:17:09 PM »Preparation part one.
It’s 5 am and Melissa is already in the gym pounding the hell out of the punching bag with stiff punches and kicks, she is the only one in the gym and that’s the way she likes it. Nobody bothered her, solely focused upon her workout. She grabs the bag as she starts to deliver some high knees before following it with some stiff kicks and her finishing move.
“Oh that felt great.”
She says as she wipes the sweat from her forehead with the towel that was hanging nearby, she inhales deeply for a few moments in an attempt to clear her mind before deciding what her next workout was going to be.She had been in a foul mood after losing her title rematch against Ariana, knowing that Jessie Salco would be next. But she has realized quickly that she had to remove that loss from her mind, knowing that she has to be fully focused upon the big time match at High Stakes X!!. She gently jabs her right hand against the leather punching bag in front of her before taking off the gloves that she was wearing. Moving over towards the rack that has many different dumbbells in a row as she picks a pair and starts to do her exercise while staring at herself in the mirror. She starts to smile, admiring her physique. She could tell that her body has toned very nicely since she had started to go back to the gym in preparation to become a wrestler under the guidance of her fiance Goth. She had never imagined that one day she would become a wrestler, let alone a champion in such a short fashion.Only to drop in a small downward spiral.
“Five…. Six…. Seven…”
She counts while lifting the dumbbells up before she lowers them again. She feels her muscles tense with every single lift, trying to push the limit every single time that she starts a new workout session that Goth had laid out for her. She loved it that after every cycle she had to change her routine and do something new, making sure that she wouldn’t get bored with the routines too much. Causing her strength to remain optimal as well as improving her weaknesses. She knew that she would never be as fast as the high flyers in the company, but with her endurance workouts she had been doing since day one had made her move more swiftly than before.
“Fifteen… Sixteen… Seventeen….”
Her arms start to tense more and more, grinding her teeth as she does not want to give up. The weights that she had picked up has been the heaviest that she had ever attempted to lift up with these dumbbells, making her excited for the power behind her punches as to what kind of impact that they would have upon her opponents… One in particular. She does a few more rps before lowering the dumbbells to her sides before placing them back upon the rack where she had got them from. She checks herself in the mirror, turning around to look at her back and nods approvingly before turning her attention towards the bench press.
“Gerrit’s favorite toy”
She says with a giggle, she had watched Goth bench press so many times while admiring his arms and chest flexing with every single move. He had told her often that it was his favorite challenge to see how far he could push her limits, but now it is her turn to see how far she could go. She walks towards the weights that are hanging nearby, choosing the right weight before rolling it gently upon the bar that is resting upon its spot.
“Need someone to spot???”
Asks Goth as he had just walked into the gym, admiring Melissa from behind as he walks over towards her and places a gentle kiss upon her cheek. She smiles as he holds her for a moment before backing off.
“I’d love that…. thanks.”
She puts the weights on the other end of the bar before sitting down on the bench before lowering herself on her back and extends her hands towards the bar. She already notices Goth getting behind the bar in order to spot her as she lifts the bar off the handles and move it away from it.
“Now keep it there for a minute, let your arms get used to the tension you are feeling before slowly lowering your arms before pushing upwards again.”
Melissa does what Goth says, she has to admit that she loves the tension upon her body before lowering the bar. She feels rather surprised how easily she pushes it off of her while letting out a grunt as she repeats the move several times while Goth is counting.
“You are at eight, give me seven more. That’s it, six…, five…., four…”
Melissa counts along, starting to sense that the tension in her arms are starting to increase at a slow pace.Letting out a sigh as she sits up and feels the adrenaline run through her body.
“That felt good, I can see why you like this exercise so much.”
Goth smiles as he nods his head, his eyes are focused upon the weights before turning his attention back to Melissa.
“You got five more seconds before having to do your second session.”
Melissa nods, Goth never chatted much during workouts, solely that was necessary. He didn’t like wasting time during workouts with things that weren’t important. Something that she could only admire as he lowers herself again and starts to do her exercise for the second time. She notices Goth’s big, yet gentle hands following the bar as his fingers are merely inches away from it. Ready to grab it at any given moment if she needed his help. But she is as stubborn as someone can get. Always wanting to do things on her own, but with a workout like this she knew that if she needed his help it was best to let him know in order to prevent injuries from occurring. Goth’s slow counts is reaching the count of seven, she counts through her grinding teeth as she reaches the count of ten.
“Use your focus on lifting the bar and let me worry about what count you are on…. two more to go.”
She pushes upwards with more intensity, wanting to give a final spurt before placing the bar back on the holders before sitting upwards again. She feels the tension on her arms as well as on her chest area. She takes a few deep breaths as she grabs her bottle of water and starts to drink from it. We see Goth smile, he knew he was pushing her by merely saying the right words that triggered her. He had often wished that he had a teacher like he was for her, but he realized he had to learn it the hard way. But he is proud of the development of Melissa, he himself had not anticipated that her rise would have been this meteoric as it had but had seen the fall coming one day. It’s up to him to bring her back to where both had believed that she belongs.
“Okay, time for another session.”
Melissa leans back, she places her hands on the bar and starts to breathe a few times before lifting the bar off the handles. This time Goth’s hands are on top of the bar and adds some extra pressure on top of it, making it more difficult for Melissa to maintain balance.
“What…. the???”
She manages to puff out between breaths as she forces all of her arm muscles to maintain the bar upright as Goth puts pressure on it. His eyes are giving away that he is enjoying the pressure that he is putting on her.
“Just making your exercise more difficult, you got two weeks to be ready for your match Melissa. And I intend to deliver an ass kicking to Jessie Salco that she has never experienced before.”
Sweat starts to pour from her forehead as Goth starts to push the bar down upon her, letting the lowe end of it nearly come in contact with her shoulder and chest region as he keeps it there before nodding towards Melissa.
“Now push!!!”
Melissa lets out a growl as she pushes the bar upwards, using all of her strength to fight against the pressure that Goth is putting on it. Finally managing to get the bar upward as her arms are stretched out completely before letting out a sigh of relief.
“That’s it, now four more.”
Melissa’s eyes widen, but she has no time to resist as she feels Goth push the bar downwards again before repeating the same exercise four more times before Goth himself places the bar on top of the handle bars, giving Melissa the opportunity to sit upwards.
“Holy crap, my arms feel numb.”
Goth walks over towards a chair and grabs it before placing it in front of Melissa. Handing her the bottle of water that she had brought along with her as she starts to drink from it.
“I am going to prepare you for your match against Jessie Salco, I…”
Melissa rolls her eyes at the mention of the name of whom she is about to face in a match that Jessie has never lost in. She is about to say something as Goth cuts her off.
“You don’t get it do you?? Yes you have beaten Jessie in that strap match, yes you had Jessie’s number and got underneath her skin. But she managed to rattle you, she managed to outsmart you into taking that challenge of whatever match she wanted. Do you know what you are about to experience??”
”Let me guess, something that I have yet to experience and I need to be educated in right??”
Goth remains silent while staring deep into her eyes with an angered look on his face before shaking his head.
“You are about to enter the realm of pain, physical and mental pain Melissa. You are about to enter a structure that will wear you down, hell it may even break your body if you don’t watch out.”
Melissa is about to respond but is cut off by Goth.
“NO!! This time you just shut your mouth and listen!! I have been in similar type of matches that Jessie had tricked you into agreeing upon. It has perhaps taken years off my career and worn down my body from the all rounder that I once was into the more ground based wrestler that I am today. I have tried to keep you away from these type of matches because I wanted to prepare you mentally and physically for the assualt that YOU will have to endure in a few weeks.”
Melissa lets the words sink in, realizing that this isn’t some sort of fancy talk of Goth to prepare her for something. Understanding the seriousness of what he is about to explain and decides to keep quiet and let him continue..
“I’m glad that I got your attention about the seriousness of the match that you are in. That doesn’t mean that I feel that you are sitting duck in this match, something I am sure that Jessie is going to gloat about from ear to ear. And you may not like the woman, she is about to enter the Hall of Fame this year and has never lost in this match against some tough opponents. And yet, I know how to get you ready for you to dethrone her from that honor.”
Melissa feels her cheeks glow of pride of hearing the words come out of the mouth of the multi times champion Goth, but quickly concentrates on what he is about to say next.
“Jessie got the experience, her agility and her speed to her advantage. But that does not mean that you are capable of doing exactly that what she will not dare to believe that you are about to do. And that is defeating her in her own game, shutting her up PERMANENTLY about educating you in the things that this profession has to offer to new entries like you. Because you Melissa, you are a machine. You have the physicality that could destroy not just her, but anyone else that steps foot inside that ring. And you know what?? Jessie knows that, she is aware that YOU can do so much inside that six sided ring….. Or in this case inside that chamber that it terrifies her, even though I know she will never be publicly acknowledging that.”
Melissa’s eyes are intensively staring at her fiance, soaking up every single word that he is saying like a spunge.
“But before you can get inside that structure and to be capable of delivering that punishment, I need you to be physically capable of taking the punishment before mounting a comeback that will break the morale of Jessie Salco. Because even though she is not a powerhouse like you, she is capable of taking so much punishment before mounting a comeback. She is seasoned, she is hardened to the point that you may make the same mistake like each and every other Bombshell before you have gone through. Taking that pine sized Bombshell lightly. And that’s something that I do not want you to look back upon this match and realize that YOU haven’t done anything in your ability to be ready for that chamber match.”
Goth himself takes a sip from a bottle of water that he had brought with him before looking back at her.
“I know that Jessie has made some remarks of me having competed in the Psycho Circus, I know that she only does that to psych you out. Because even though her strong words may not tell that tale, I know she respects the hell out of the fact that I have been in more of these similar Extreme matches in my \twenty year career than most of the current day wrestlers have. But she is just as tough as nails as I am Melissa, luckily for you…. I know exactly how to prepare for someone that believes to be overconfident and over the moon like her.”
Melissa nods her head and awaits Goth’s next words
“We are going to increase your workouts, once in the morning and then another workout in the afternoon. I will get you ready to take ice baths every single day to heal your body even faster, but also to work on your mental game as it forces you to be concentrated the entire time that you are inside of that ice bath. Because one thing is for sure, that ice bath just like Jessie’s Chamber of Extreme is going to be brutal on your mental mindset than it will be on your body. And both need to be on the top of their game if you wish to survive that match”
Melissa raises an eyebrow after hearing that final part.
“But, I intend to win that match, Gerrit. I….”
Goth cuts her off by placing his hand before her face, causing her to silence immediately.
“There are no winners in matches like these Melissa, only survivors. And Jessie may think that she is the queen of these type of matches all she wants, but there are never winners in these type of matches… Only those who have the desire to walk out on their own two feet, knowing that the other cannot.”
Melissa is about to say something, but the words start to sink in as she remains silent for a few moments as she starts to understand what Goth is saying.
“So you wnat my body to toughen up, so that it can absorb more punishment. And you want my mind to be able to think clearly under every possible pressure??”
Goth’s look changes from the strict teacher into a smiling one, realizing that she finally start to understand what she is about to experience in the coming weeks.
“Now I want you to do a couple more reps before we go back to the hotel room and shower before grabbing something to eat and rest. Because this afternoon I am going to put you through the grinder once more.”
The words would normally scare any ordinary individual, but Melissa grins to the idea of getting back to the gym later today before going for an Ice bath to prepare herself in two weeks for probably most important match of her still young career
Later that day
It’s past 8 pm, we see Goth and Melissa seated in a special room in the gym where you can take an ice bath. Melissa is wearing a bathing suit, ready to set foot in the ice bath for the very first time.
“Ready??”
Melissa nods her head as she is fully concentrated upon entering the ice bath.
“Enter it slowly, allow your body to get used to the cold instead of just jumping in right away.”
Melissa slowly takes a step into the ice cold ice water and freezes for a moment, feeling the chills running up and down her body before slowly starting to step into the icy water and slowly sits down, something that.to her seems to look like an eternity
“OH…..MY….GOD!!! This… is so cold….”
Goth sits behind her with a bathrobe next to him in case she wants to step out, he admires her willpower as she refuses to step out and allows the cold water to do its job.
“Just be sure to get out in time, we don’t want your body temperature to drop too far kay?”
She nods her head as she senses her teeth starting to shake as the freezing cold is taking a toll on her body. But she has to admit that for some reason it feels good to sit in the ice cold water after two hard workouts, hoping that it will ultimately have its effect on her body when the two weeks are over in preparation for her match. She slowly starts to focus upon her hands that she is holding up high in front of her, watching her fingers slowly turn pale white as her coloring slowly starts to disappear. She knows she has to step out of the water any moment now, but her mindset is forcing her to resist the temptation just a little bit longer. A few seconds later though she finally forces herself to get out as Goth wraps her in the warm bathrobe. She welcomes the soft and warm fabric around her body as she slowly starts to feel sensations running through her body while it is still shaking uncontrollably due to the coldness that has come over her.
“I know you don’t feel it right now, but in the end this will help you immensely after a few weeks.”
She rests her head against his shoulder, only capable of nodding her head as she isn’t trying to give him an answer. She knows that she has to learn to enjoy this type of recuperation if she wants to toughen up some more in order to outlast Jessie Salco in this type of match. Realizing how much you got to sacrifice in order to succeed in the wrestling industry makes her smile as she wants more of this.
“You ok sweetheart??”
She slowly lifts her face towards his, simply nodding her head as she is still unable to give him a normal answer. But he can tell by the smile upon her face that he does not have to worry about her giving up on this drastic training regime any time soon.
“Yeah, I am feeling just great. This may be suffering for me right now, but in the end it will be the suffering of others that will sound like music to my ears.”
Goth chuckles at her remark as he wraps his powerful arms tenderly around her body inside the bathrobe. He smiles to himself, remembering how he had felt after all the training regiments that he had gone through in preparation for his Psycho Circus Hell in a Cell elimination match against ten other wrestlers. Realizing that for him the preparations were probably even worse than what Melissa is going through, but he knows that she is a tough cookie and will ultimately reach the goal that she has set for herself to ultimately become the very best in the industry.
“Gerrit??”
“Yes??”
He reacts as he hears her whisper his name while still trembling between his arms.
“I think I have had enough for one day, can we go home?? I remember my trainer telling me that I have to get back into the gym at a very early time tomorrow.”
Goth rolls his eyes as he notices Melissa staring at him with an evil grin upon her face.
“Sure thing, I’m glad to notice that not even ice cold water can withstand your sense of humor.”
Both of them laugh at his comment before he places a soft kiss upon her lips that she willingly accepts and returns with a kiss of her own. The two remain in the embrace before Melissa lets go of him and walks towards the locker room as she is about to take a shower. Turning on the shower as she takes off the robe and the bathing suit. She looks at herself in the mirror, noticing she is still getting her senses back into her body from the ice cold water and ice cubes that she had been in a few moments ago. She sighs, wondering whether she is able to maintain this training schedule until the match will occur. She finally shrugs it off as she extends her hand towards the rays of water to check if the temperature is correct before stepping inside shower. She closes her eyes as she allows the rays of water to touch her body, sighing of relief as the numbness is finally fading from her body as she soaps her entire body before standing there for a few minutes without doing a thing.
“I hope you know what you are getting yourself into Jessie.”I
She mutters while smiling lightly as her thoughts travel towards her upcoming match against the inductee of the 2022 Hall OF Fame show. She clenches her fists as she lifts her hands in front of her face as she is focused upon them with desire before punching in the air a few times before turning her head from left to right to left, feeling the tension in her shoulders and neck region. She lets out a sigh and allows herself to enjoy the rays of water before leaving the shower as the shot slowly fades
The Final Encounter: Part One
Melissa is in her hotel room, resting from the serious workouts that she had endured today. She is leaning her head back against the sofa that she is sitting in as she stares at the television screen, watching her Leather Strap Match that she had against Jessie Salco a while ago while chewing on some chewing gum. Her eyes focused upon the woman that she will be facing once more, studying her every move as she sometimes writes something down on a notebook when she sees something interesting. She has her hair tied up in a ponytail, making sure that nothing falls in front of her eyes.
“I sometimes wonder why Gerrit never got bored by watching all of these tapes of his old matches against wrestlers that he has faced before. But I guess it’s a part of the game.”
She scowls at her own comment, grabbing a slice of apple and takes a bite from it without taking her eyes off the match. She watches herself win the match at last and freezes the screen on the moment that the official raises her hand in the air in victory.
“That is a shot that I never get tired of seeing.”
She sighs, thinking back at the last two matches where she came up short against Ariana Angelos in losing her title and losing the rematch.
“I am sure that it will be a bloated subject what Jessie Salco will ramble on for ages.”
She says before taking another bite of the slice of apple before grabbing another one.
“And quite typically Jessie if I have to be honest, she has always been so well diverse on telling how others could possibly beat me. For some reason I have the assumption that she gets off from it.”
She chuckles from her own comment for a few seconds before turning her attention towards the camera for the very first time. She looks at it with a look of being completely bored.
“Did I tell you all that I have a final match against Jessie Salco in two weeks?? Oh I am sure that I don’t have to tell you all about that, it exploded a while ago on Climax Control and Jessie will not miss any opportunity to remind us all. Just like her 20.00th tweet about her going to be inducted into the SCW Hall Of Fame. it’s sweet thought o see that some women just never seem to grow up even if they are beyond the 30s… But seriously Jessie?? Do I need to hand you a freaking Haley Quin outfit?? Because you would look so cute with a huge fake lollipop being shoved down your throat after being asked why the hell you look so freaking serious??”
She gorans at the lousy comment, realizing that it doesn’t make sense at all. Causing her to shrug before turning her attention back to the television.
“Funny how rivalries sometimes start off by jealousy, or the mere fact that someone betrayed the trust of the one that is your family member or best friend. But all of this between us happened merely because you couldn’t help but stick your stinking nose in my business…. Just like me shoving my foot in a place where the sun will never shine with you.”
“I’m sorry Jessie, but I hope it was all worth it for you to stick your nose into a rookie’s career. And it started to make me think, is this the reason how you have been keeping your career validated?? Not that I am not respectful for the fact that you are being inducted into the Hall of Fame, but seriously…. It has taken you ten freaking years before YOU actually got noticed from never getting out of the lower regions or midcard roster of this company?? It sounds as if Christian Underwood and Mark Ward got very desperate, Desperate Jessie, desperate enough to award you the highest of accolade that any wrestler can achieve by awarding YOU an award to acknowledge your entire career. Whoa…, congratulations Jessie, I hope you will wake up the day after the entire extravaganza and at least have one thing to be proud of. ”
She shakes her head, blowing out a chewing gum balloon that she had inside her mouth before letting it explode and start to chew on it again.
“Now I know that these are statements that wrestlers are expected to say against their opponents. We cannot tell each other how much we like each other right?? We aren’t scheduled to tell each other how much I love how your hair flows in the air while you bounce your head off the canvas after a Powerbomb right??”
She smirks at the sarcastic remark that she made, allowing the world to know once again how much she doesn’t like Jessie.
“But I will tell you exactly why I have been stating these words Jessie, it’s quite simple. I don’t feel you deserve anything that you have been awarded for the Hall of Fame show in just a few weeks. And I know, all of your loyal fans will be outraged over these statements coming out of my rookie mouth. Because let’s face it, what do I know about having the accolades of being awarded such an honor huh??”
She smirks as she stares into the camera for a few moments, playing with her fingers a little bit as she starts to make a wave movement towards the camera.
“Now I know you and your friends have made several unnecessary remarks concerning me and my relationship with Goth. Its okay though, I can tell that with these type of comments it only shows the weakness and desperation upon your own behalf of not being capable of coming up with anything that would stand out in the minds of the people that have to sit through every single promo and match that YOU are trying your damnedest to put on for them. And all I have noticed is that you are just a mere one dimensional wrestler in the ever evolving industry that is wrestling. And of course I can fully understand Jessie, I mean after ten years you must have gotten used to a certain routine that you have to follow. It’s like being superstitious right?? Some people always need to put on their right wrestling boots, or listen to the same song that you are convinced will help you win your next match. People like that don’t trust in themselves to get the job done, they need something to hold on to for dear life as it once gave them success.”
“Now before you are going to tell me that you are not like that, I just gave an example. In the end everyone will do exactly that what they are good at. And you Jessie? You have been doing things the same way for ten fucking years. Good job, congratulations on taking pride in being nothing more than an average wrestler… An average Bombshell and an average veteran that will accept an average award that people will forget about in mere days. And you know why???”
Melissa turns off the screen as she rests her head against the sofa for a few moments, thinking about the next thing that she will say in front of the camera.
“You are like a leach Jessie, not that you need to extract the blood of innocent animals or human beings that are unaware of you feasting upon their blood. No Jessie, you are a leach because you are incapable of doing anything on your own. Now stop bobbing that cute little head of yours and spew the obvious that I am wrong. Because deep down I know that you will scream out in agonizing frustration that I am right. That you got outsmarted by a mere newcomer… Someone that has got what?? Several months under her belt?? Telling a veteran like you how you operate and where your flaws are?? That has to be the most embarrassing mental defeat in your entire life isn’t it?? But wait, it will only get worse little Jessie… Because I am just getting started. You see, I have looked back at how everything between us got started… And there has been a running theme throughout this entire feud that Thank God will finally end after two weeks… That YOU need others to remain relevant, that YOU need others to belittle them by telling them that they don’t know what they are doing…. That they should listen to YOU and YOUR stinking advice in order to make it in this industry or whatever you tend to come up with… Because peanut sized brains are obviously never to be owned by people who come up with the theory of relativity or Tesla… You see a pattern there Jesie?? Of course you do, because even though their lakc of size peanuts area always better than shattered dreams isn’t ti Jessie??”
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“But let’s go back to the leach theory, because it’s quite interesting to just drop it after a few sentences. I know that’s what you are good at. You do your talking, dive your stinking head inside a bucket of water and forget everything that you have said and done because of the lack of oxygen. Making everything seem so fresh the next time that you open your mouth for another boring promo. Enabling you to once again feast upon each and every opponent that is victimized in the hope to survive the week without falling asleep from boredom Jessie. I’m sorry for shattering your wonderful dreamlike state of mind, only to drop you back to reality by merely breaking every single bone inside your chamber of extreme in a few weeks. And don’t start to deny it Jessie, because whereas others move on in their careers and really accomplish something BIG while you are just hoping to grab some leftovers in the hope of one day moving forward to a possible Internet title shot. But no, you have already accepted the fact that you will retire being the ultimate Roulette bitch.
“One day you will accomplish a record breaking achievement by winning that title for a record time. Where you will hold it until you retire, because unlike YOU everyone else in this company is capable of moving on. Becoming a world champion, winning Blast From The Past, winning a suitcase for a guaranteed title shot at the world champion at any given moment. And you?? Well you may just end up with a record breaking achievement of a championship belt that is considered the workers championship belt.”
She repeats the workers championship belt in a whisper towards the camera as her face has suddenly changed into a serious one.
“And that’s not a bad thing don’t mind you, but it’s a championship belt where people like me and Ariana and all the others that held it, a championship belt where the owners hope that one day someone will rise from the division and be the next Mikah, the next Samantha Marlowe, the next DESERVINGLY Hall Of Fame inductee down the road where they actually can be proud off. You have been the laughing stock for ten fucking years Jessie, someone unlike the others that have been inducted this year that has accomplished something HUGE. And I know you have held other championship belts as well, but how long has it been since you have stagnated Jessie hmm?? How long has it been since you have been waiting for something to come around that would pull you out of the mud??”
“You have been feasting upon lesser wrestlers for so long that it never quite satisfied your hunger has it Jessie? Hell, if it wasn’t for me then you would have actually retired months ago!! To only have rekindled some sort of desire inside that small frame of yours after the moment that I beat you down Jessie. I made you relevant Jessie, hell. I am safe to say that it was ME that gave the owners the last push to finally shove that Hall Of Fame award underneath that stinking nose of yours. Or else your nomination, just like your career would just fade away in nothingness. To ultimately end up being a discussion on wrestlers reunions, where they would say what could have happened to your stinking career only IF…..
“You see Jessie, that’s the difference between you and me. I’ve already accomplished so much in such a short time. And even the two losses will not stop me from accomplishing exactly that what you are afraid of me to achieve. So I guess it was only natural for you to try oh so desperately to feast upon me in the hope of extending the inevitable for a few more months Jessie. Because it’s inevitable that you will retire sooner than later, you merely needed an excuse to extend it for an unknown amount of time before your body makes the decision for you. And then it all boiled down to you having a vendetta with me…..”
Melissa rolls her eyes and shakes her head, actually not wanting to believe the words that she just had said.
“You can retaliate that it was me hat attacked you first. Classical behavior of someone that wanted to be the victim…. To be the one that has no regret upon everything that you have done in the past or will do in the near and far future… It will simply be whatever opinion you wish to believe isn’t it Jessie, mine or yours?? Because deep down inside you know you could have just kept your mouth shut Jessie, nobody likes a knowitall like you, too bad that Krystal and Ariana are too much of a coward to tell you the truth Jessie… Because that’s what friends do, even if it will hurt them more than it will ever hurt you…. And you know why?? Because from the moment you realize that you have no more use of someone you will just feast upon the next unsuspecting victim… I guess that’s why you got such a turnon for new signees huh?? Hoping that they are will be an easy target into believing in your supposedly greatness and everlasting wisdom… Don’t make me laugh.”
Melissa smiles as she chews on her chewing gum rather exaggerated before spitting it out in a handkerchief that she had grabbed from a table.
“See kids?? Just like it’s bad to swallow chewing gum, it’s bad to swallow every bullshit that Jessie believes in. Because there are two things left in her career that she believes that she will accomplish in a span of a month…. Winning the Roulette championship from whomever it is that walks out the champ in two weeks… And beating me in her supposedly own type of match… The Chamber of Extreme…. ”
She shakes her head no, allowing the world to know how she feels about it.
“Now even though How much I actually would want to be the one that takes the opportunity away from her to take home that Roulette championship belt. There’s one thing that I know that I am more than capable of doing instead. Something that may even make her reconsider the mere fact whether she should actually challenge for that leather strap. And that is to put the final coffin in her own demise, to be the one that will put an exclamation point upon your career and tarnish the fact that YOU will be inducted into the 2022 Sin City Wrestling’s Hall Of Fame by beating you in a match that YOU have never lost at. Because that will solidify two things Jessie, one that you were right to retire and two…. That I will be remembered to have silenced the crowd in less than two weeks after crushing you. Because that is what will happen Jessie…, because I am the one that is focused upon my match instead of some ecstatic mindless idiot that needs to make us want to hate social media because she actually accomplished something. So go ahead, enjoy it while it lasts Jessie… Because in less than two weeks… It will all be over…..”
With that Melissa slowly stands up and smiles at the camera before walking off as the shot fades.