For nearly 20 years, Andrea and I have had one roller coaster of a friendship to say the least. We’ve fallen apart countless times over the years and yet, we still manage to put it all behind us in the end while our friendship continues to grow stronger. Our friendship was nevertheless tested last year when Andrea decided to leave Sin City Wrestling and when the time came, she had finally done it. Into the Void last year was definitely a weird time for both of us…
Last May…
I was looking for Andrea off camera while Into the Void was still going on. I had egged her on to try and chase the Bombshells World Championship on live television, irking her so much that she threw her shoes at me. I was carrying them as I found her in her locker room, angrily shutting off the television after Roxi Johnson had retained the Bombshells World Championship. She stood up to leave the room, but then she saw me.
“What do you want? Didn’t you embarrass me enough when you pushed me to challenge for the world title again KNOWING that I’m about to leave SCW?”
“You left these…” I said, handing her the shoes she threw at me. She took them and didn’t think anything of it as she walked back into the room. She was about to shut the door.
“I’m sorry, okay? I thought that maybe I would at least TRY to push you to stay just in case you were having second thoughts.”
Andrea let out a sigh and reluctantly opened the door for me. Once she shut the door, she was already bursting into tears.
“That loss to Masque isn’t getting to you is it?”
“No…” Andrea said softly through her tears. “A majority of me wanted her to win so that I didn’t have a reason to stay anymore. It’s just weird that my last match is going to be against Bea Barnhart and that the last thing I do before I go is host this show tonight…”
“You were PHENOMENAL at that by the way… especially considering you don’t even want to be here.”
“I can’t WAIT to submit my resignation tomorrow morning. This place has fucked me up for years and I don’t want you to go through the same thing…”
I sighed at Andrea’s reminder.
“...what I am feeling right now is exactly why I made you promise me you’d never come here.”
Andrea sat down and as the great friend I’ve always been to her, I sat next to her and I became her shoulder to cry on.
“This is not the way I wanted it to be, Chels…”
I held her as close to me as I could.
“I know that you never, ever wanted to turn into the ‘most hated bitch’. That was never you. I might be the only one here other than Myra that knows that, but I promise you that things are going to get better.”
Right now, I was thinking less about my career and SCU’s imminent closure that was coming soon and more about being there for someone that meant the world to me no matter what path she took, what persona she portrayed to feel better about herself or what she said and did to me to bring me down. I know the real Andrea Hernandez and I know that she would never hurt me on purpose.
“I’m so glad that I don’t have to act like that anymore…” Andrea said with a sigh. “I completely understand what you were going through when you just fell apart in GCW like you did a few years ago. You’re the only one that could ever understand what I am going through…”
“I know…” I told her, doing everything I can to just comfort her through what was definitely one of the hardest times of her career. “The pressure of the spotlight can break even the strongest people and the greatest wrestlers and that’s what happened to you here.”
“I’m so scared, Chels…” Andrea admitted to me.
“Look, I know starting over in another company can be daunting, but you and I have done that many times before and I’m about to do it again when SCU closes. You managed to leave that hellhole in OCW to come HERE and have the best time of your career and I believe in you and your ability to be able to have the best time of your career again without SCW.”
“No, it’s not that…” Andrea said as she broke from my soft embrace. She wiped away a few more tears as her eyes got a bit redder. “I’m scared of what everyone is going to say when they find out I’m gone…”
“Andrea, that doesn’t matter…” I said, as I did my best to remind her of that. “You still accomplished what you did. You don’t have to explain that you’ve been mentally broken for the last two years, but you can’t let the opinions of other people control you. That’s how you fell into this hole to begin with and that’s how I developed the drug addiction I overcame.”
“Chels, I’m not in the mood for a lecture right now. I don’t want you to say anything. You can stay, or leave, I don’t care. But you see why I don’t want you to be a Bombshell. You can’t suffer like I suffered! I’m not going to let you.”
I certainly felt touched by this.
“What these bitches did to me… I can never forgive it. My mental health is BROKEN because of this company…”
Cue my heart being filled with anger that was overpowering the empathy I had for Andrea’s situation.
“...my passion and love for this sport is gone, Chelsea! Yours is an infant compared to the one I fostered for years and I sure as hell don’t want this fucking company to destroy your passion for this too…”
“I’m not going to say anything further, Andrea. But I’m not leaving…”
The look in Andrea’s eyes indicated that she was touched by my gesture. I held onto her again as she just let the tears flow for a little while longer. But little did she know that I was growing a sense of bitterness and anger toward Sin City Wrestling for what her time in the company basically turned her into. It was great to have my best friend back. But for some time? I was feeling quite bitter and feeling like they took her away from me in the first place…
November 27, 2022
I walked into my living room in my Ocean City home following some time at the gym. I wasn’t thinking much about wrestling considering I was trying to figure out where my career was going next. I sat down and I merely turned on the television, largely going through any regular Sunday but when I heard my phone notify me of a text message, I had absolutely no idea that my entire day, and all of my emotions, were about to change. I went to glance at that text message.
“Did you see what happened on Sin City Wrestling today?” my husband Kevin had texted me. I was confused because I had no idea what he was referring to on top of the fact that I had no reason whatsoever to keep up with the company.
“Why would I?” I texted back, the anger that I had felt on the night of Andrea’s last SCW appearance suddenly rushing back to me.
I waited for a few moments before I saw that he had texted me a link with the caption “You want to see this…”
My confusion still lingered until he followed up with another text right after that letting me know that it was about Andrea. I took a deep breath, not knowing what I was about to see. When I clicked it, I saw that the video had been scrolled to a Krystal Wolfe promo. I was further confused because I never had an issue with her in the rare times we ever interacted but before I hit play, something finally came to me.
“Is this about the thing Andrea said to Krystal on Twitter?” I asked, before I hit play on the video. It wasn’t long before I heard the words “washed up former Bombshell” as I heard what she had to say. This was a mere eye roller for me. I wasn’t too concerned. I figured that Krystal was just angry and felt like she needed to let her frustrations out.
But then she said the ONE thing that pissed me the fuck off:
“hiding behind a veil of mental health to shield the fact that you didn't think you can cut it.”
“Are you FUCKING SERIOUS?!?!?!”
Krystal had more things to say in that promo, but I didn’t care about that. My anger had completely spiked at that point. After knowing what Andrea was going through in her final months in Sin City Wrestling, I couldn’t help myself. I felt like I wanted to break my television when I heard that.
“Who the HELL does she think she is? UGH!”
I picked up my phone and was about to call Andrea, but she was one step ahead of me because she was already calling me. I was quick to answer the phone and I just let it all out.
“BWF just closed, I’m trying to figure out what the hell to do with my career for 2023 and I don’t need this shit…” I was quick to say to Andrea.
“Bad time?”
“You heard about it right? What that fucking BITCH said about you?”
“You mean where the idiot said that I was making up my mental health thing because I didn’t think I could cut it in SCW anymore? Yeah, I heard about that.”
“How in the world can someone be THAT fucked up in the head to completely say something like that? I understand that you weren’t the most popular person in SCW, but those people don’t understand the hell that you were going through in your head. It’s sickening, it’s disgusting, it’s stigmatizing mental health and considering what I had to overcome on that to even make a name for myself in wrestling, this REALLY irks me because this is her basically saying that people with mental health problems make it up because they know they can’t hack it…”
“Chelsea…”
“If I ever see that BITCH, I swear…”
“Chelsea….”
“...I am going to just fucking…. UGH! What a BITCH! That’s what you were talking about, right? About how people in that company exaggerate or outright make up garbage like that about you just to bring you down? DISGUSTING!”
“Chelseeeeea….”
“NOW I fucking understand why you’ve been telling me NOT to go there…”
“CHELSEA!” Andrea yelled, causing me to mellow enough to at least calm down and listen to her.
“Am I going back to SCW?”
“No, and you shouldn’t”
“How many times did that bitch ever win against me?”
“Zero.”
“Are you ever going there?”
“You made me promise not to, but no.”
“So what the fuck is the point of getting worked up over this? Girl, let me be honest with you. You’re more pissed about this than I am. In fact, my intention was to just laugh at this with you honestly. She’s not worth getting mad over, Chelsea. I’m dead serious about that. You and I both know that if I really wanted to do it, and if my mental health was capable, I’d go back to that company and I’d own that shit again. I’d beat her so many times to my heart’s content that I’d get bored.”
“She basically said that mental health sufferers are liars…” I said, trying to justify my anger.
“Well, that about shows you what kind of piece of shit person she is, does it not? Breathe and let it go Chelsea…”
“But…”
“Chelsea, for me, as your best friend, let this go. If somehow, someway you end up sharing a roster with her whether it’s SCW or anywhere else, hey, you got all the free reign in the world to shut her the fuck up, alright? But you’re not going to SCW. Focus on finding a new place to wrestle in with BWF being gone. Join me in EWC, go back to GCW, go join Myra in one of those places she’s thriving at. This isn’t worth getting angry at…”
“I can’t help it when it’s about you, knowing how much you suffered when you were there.”
“I know! I’m touched by it. But for the sake of YOUR mental health, don’t get worked up over this. If I’m okay, you will be too. Got it?”
I sighed, reluctantly giving into my best friend at this point.
“Yeah… I won’t push on with this any further, I promise you. But like you mentioned, if I ever share a roster with that bitch, this is fair game.”
“Fair enough. Take care of yourself and don’t worry, I’m FINE! I’m in a much better place than I was six months ago. Trust me on that! I appreciate you caring so much about me though.”
“I always will…”
“The feeling is mutual. Love you Chels, take care.”
“Love you too…”
The conversation ended at that point and while I was relieved that Andrea wasn’t in a bad way after hearing what Krystal had to say, I had burning feelings inside of me. It wasn’t just the anger that was simmering in my soul seeing my absolute best friend get stigmatized and dismissed the way she was, but it was this unexpected desire that was crossing my mind. Ironically, despite the promise I made to Andrea and despite my own personal anger toward the company because of what she went through…
…this was the moment where I wanted to be part of SCW for the first time.
Of course, it’s public knowledge by this point that Andrea changed her mind on her promise and encouraged me to join SCW because she knew it was the best thing for my career.
But on the night of my SCW debut, I was in for a surprise once I got back to my hotel room and I saw her waiting for me at the door…
January 15th, 2023
“What the hell are you doing here?” I said to Andrea with a shocked tone in my voice as we gave each other a hug. At this point, I was beginning to not be bothered so much by the fact that Crystal Hilton was the SCW Bombshells Roulette Champion.
“You think I wasn’t going to come here to support you in your big debut, Chels? Granted, I was never going to show up to the building. I’m not about to be triggered being around those two faced bitches in the back. Though, I was hoping that I’d see you with the Roulette Championship but…”
I sighed, lamenting that this didn’t happen.
“Yeah, I wasn’t very happy with the way that match turned out. For a second there, I was thinking that I failed you or that I disappointed you or something…”
Andrea looked like she wanted to feel sorry for me.
“Do you mind having this conversation inside?” she asked me.
“Of course…”
I unlocked my hotel room and we walked in.
“Chelsea, you didn’t disappoint me tonight. I know that for the last 8 months or so, you’ve been through the wringer with SCU closing, BWF closing, Zion Wrestling being a piece of shit hellhole… and good on you for leaving that place by the way because I was worried that Zion was going to become for you what SCW was for me… and then me basically cutting off an option for you when I made you promise not to join SCW. I did want to say I am sorry for putting that pressure on you. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was being selfish. I was letting my own bitterness jade me and as you know, I just wanted to protect you.”
“You don’t have to apologize, Andrea. I know what your intentions were. Not once did I ever feel like your promise was a burden. But, I will admit that I wanted to win that match for you and there was some bitterness in me from what you went through when you were there… especially toward that bitch Krystal who, by the way, I haven’t forgotten about what she said about you.”
“Chels… we’ve been over this…”
“I told you that if we ever shared a roster…”
“Yeah, you did. ‘Fair game’. But, you can’t let that get to you and define your entire SCW career. I want you to succeed there. I want you to be just as good there as I was, if not better. Now, I’m not saying that you’re going to go through an entire calendar year and an entire SCW season undefeated or anything like that, but you can still win a world title there and be a better world champion than I ever was. In fact, I WANT you to! You and I both know that even through you’re a three time world champion, you haven’t had THE fulfilling reign yet…”
“True… the best one I’ve had was the GRIME World title run, but SCU’s closure makes that feel like it’s an unfinished reign.”
“You’re not going to become the Bombshells World Champion by worrying about me and carrying the anger you’ve had because of what I went through as you have for months, I will tell you that. Sure, you are going to come a cross a handful of two faced bitches in SCW that are going to just try to shit all over you with words that more often than not, you’ll render meaningless, but you can’t and you won’t let them get to you. I swear to god, if you make the same mistake with any of those bitches the way I did with Evie Jordan when I lost the world title to you, I will personally find you and I’ll dive your face through a fucking car window, you got that?”
I didn’t know whether to be shocked or impressed by Andrea’s threat.
“Gosh, you have the funniest ways of showing that you care about me…” I said with a stunned sigh.
“Chelsea, please don’t be down on yourself for tonight. You did great. You didn’t win the Roulette Championship like you wanted to, but it’s not like you lost because someone else is better than you. Crystal basically won the fucking thing based on pure luck. Everyone in SCW is going to be shitting on her for that because… well… let’s just say that people making fun of her name changes is like a national pastime there…”
We both had a chuckle at this at least.
“But, I want you to understand ONE thing, okay? You being there is going to help me overcome my anger and my bitterness toward SCW because WHEN you succeed there, it’s going to ease so much pain for me. Still, despite how I feel about SCW, if you need ANYTHING from me at all, if you’re going through a hard time there and you don’t know how to get through it, I’ll still be here for you to help you get through it because nobody knows more about how painful that journey is than me, okay?”
I nodded at this as I was starting to feel a little better about my SCW debut.
“If only they knew how amazing of a friend you truly are…” I said to her with a smile. “The fact that you’re putting feelings aside and that you’re willing to help me succeed there whenever I need it despite all you ever went through speaks so much about YOU and it also speaks to how strong our friendship has been over the years.”
“It’s always going to be strong no matter what other people say, alright? Now, chin up and push through this. We’ve always been about inspiring each other and I definitely want that to continue for our friendship. You really inspired me tonight by being able to step into an uncomfortable environment.”
“I’m glad to hear that Andrea. I know that you’re going to find your feet again and be even more successful then you were before, even though you’re not in SCW anymore…”
“I just wish there was a way that I could pay you back the favor and inspire you somehow…”
“Don’t sweat it Andrea… I’m sure something will come up….”
“Yeah… I hope…”
Andrea seemed unsure of herself at this point, but she wasn’t breaking down and that was the important thing. But little did both of us know that something DID come up…
…and she WOULD pay me back the favor…
March 2, 2023
“FINALLY!!!!!” I exclaimed with joy as Andrea walked backstage at a 5BW wrestling event in Barcelona, Spain that night with the Festivus Global Dynasty Championship: her first world championship since she was the Sin City Wrestling Bombshells World Champion nearly three years prior. We hugged each other, probably harder than we had in so long.
“It took SO much longer than it should have…” Andrea said to me as she glanced at me, then back at the title she just won, then back at me again. “...but I’m finally a world champion again! God, this is so overdue!”
My heart was already feeling warm seeing Andrea be as happy as she was. This was the happiest that I had seen her ever since her father passed away and the best part of all was that as a champion, I knew that for the first time since she was Bombshells Champion, she held a title for the love and the passion of the sport and what she truly represented at heart, not for her own ego like it was when she was Bombshells Internet Champion.
“There’s that inspiration that you wanted to give me…” I admitted to her right out of the gate. Andrea smiled at this, knowing she accomplished her mission as far as I was concerned. “...you got that fulfilling world championship that you had wanted for so long and seeing YOU do it makes me feel like I can do the same thing in SCW someday…”
“You WILL, Chelsea.”
“Thank you for the inspiration!”
“Actually, I should be thanking you for sticking with me through everything. In a way, this is just as much your world title as it is mine if you think about it. This is for us, for sure. I know my mom’s going to be happy, Savannah, Eddie… and you know…”
Tears of joy started to appear on her face.
“...this one’s for my dad…”
Andrea started to become choked up in her joy as we hugged each other again.
“When you get your chance, Chelsea… for the world title… do me a damn favor and win that shit, okay?”
“Of course. Hey, let’s celebrate this. You deserve it Andrea.”
“Not bad for a ‘washed up former Bombshell’, right?” Andrea asked as we both laughed at this. “Speaking of that fucking idiot, before we go out and celebrate, there is ONE favor regarding SCW that I have… if you don’t mind giving me the opportunity for my own… closure of sorts…”
“Do tell…”
“Well… I have this fun idea where…”
Andrea and I discussed this as we walked down the hallway away from all the craziness going on at the event. Of course, I had no idea that I would be executing Andrea’s ‘fun idea’ this soon…
…but alas… that’s what friends are for, right?
March 10, 2023
And now for a special report…
The camera was on, and this time, I was doing something a LITTLE differently…
I was dressed in a reporter’s outfit with a nametag saying “HI, MY NAME IS CINDY” being prominent in the shot. I was in a quaint neighborhood standing in front of a small, pink colored, brain shaped house. I was definitely feeling confident as I began what would be my first special skit as an SCW wrestler…
“Good evening! This is Cindy Sawdust coming to you LIVE with a special report from Sin City street! We are live from what is the residence of Krystal Wolfe in this neighborhood and based on the shape of this home, it appears to be… her brain? HUH! Breaking news, Krystal Wolfe has a brain after all? Anyway, as part of my special report, I am going to have a surprise interview with none other than…”
“Am I too early?” I heard the voice of Andrea Hernandez say as she walked into the camera shot.
“WOW! What a SURPRISE! Andrea Hernandez is appearing in a production based on Sin City Wrestling again? Holy hell, I never thought this day would come!”
“I’m BACK bitches… well, for this occasion ONLY!”
“What have you been up to since you left Sin City Wrestling, Andrea?”
“I am coming off of winning my SECOND World Championship and I JUST retained it in Mexico 48 hours ago.”
“But wait, I don’t understand… Krystal Wolfe said that you were a washed up former Bombshell and yet, here you are, telling me that you’re a world champion again!”
Andrea reveals her Festivus Global Dynasty Championship to the camera.
“Yeah, not so washed up after all and in fact, let me just clear the air on this that contrary to HER stupidity, I definitely CAN and WOULD still ‘hack it’ in SCW if I wanted to but SHE is FORTUNATE that it’s not in the cards right now because if it was, I’d be beating her over and over and over again… just like I was when I was around to begin with. Anyway, I do want to clear up something else. That house there? That’s Krystal’s head. BUT, she doesn’t live in it.”
“...who does?”
“I DO!” Andrea says with a smirk on her face.
“Do you pay rent?”
“HA! What IS rent? Here, let me give you a tour!”
Andrea and I walk to “Krystal’s head” and she unlocks the door. We both walk inside and the living room has some portraits that Andrea is quick to point out.
“Oh, here’s the first time I faced Krystal one on one where I beat her… and there’s a still from the classic ANDREAZILLA sketch that I did live on Twitch when I beat her again and ended her empty, vapid win streak she had at the time… and there’s a still image of when I beat her again…”
“This is your chance to speak publicly about this for the first time, but what do you think of her saying that you made up your mental health issues to hide the fact that you ‘couldn’t hack it in SCW anymore’.”
“Cindy, who is SHE to talk about who can hack it when she PEAKED with her Roulette Championship reign? As a matter of fact, and I can’t believe I am doing this… mind if I cut a promo on this bitch one more time?”
“Sure…”
I stepped aside and let Andrea have at it. I could tell that she has been salivating for this opportunity. She smirked, and then had this glare in her eye that I knew that told me that she was about to get serious.
“Krystal… who in the FUCK do you think you are, you two-faced coward BITCH? First off, if you’re going to talk shit about ME, at least have the GUTS to drop my fucking name. Oh wait, you couldn’t do that when you ran your fucking mouth off because you were SO BUTTHURT about what I said to you regarding how you treated your loss to Masque DeLune. Now, Chelsea covered SO much of what your fucking issue is in her last promo so I’m not going to piggy back off of that, but what I AM going to do is address what you’ve said to me, what you’ve said about me and how you’ve treated this WHOLE situation! First off, you blue haired, vapid excuse of a professional wrestler, you had NO RIGHT to talk about my mental health and act like you knew what I was going through or what I was doing and you know, you two-faced hypocritical, insecure little shithead, that if it was YOU in my shoes going through what I did, and if you did the same thing that I did, you would HATE IT if someone said the same thing to you that you did to me, ESPECIALLY if it came from me. Secondly, the fact that you have CONSTANTLY doubled down on those comments, calling me a toxic bitch, among other things, and saying that CHELSEA needs a reality check and needs ‘better friends’... who the FUCK are YOU to judge? Who the hell are YOU to determine who needs better friends when the only friends YOU have are a bunch of neurotic, factory produced, manufactured BITCHES who are so VANILLA that even a raw truffle has flavor? Who are YOU to talk when NOBODY aside from the “Go Gym Gang” likes you at all?
Hell, let me be brutally honest with you Krystal… you, Jessie, and everyone else that ‘represents Go Gym’ are a DISGRACE to that gym and everyone and anyone that ever bothered to train you and bring you up into this business. To many outsiders that don’t know Go Gym, it’s a JOKE… because of YOU… and everyone LIKE YOU…
I mean SHIT, when Jessie Salco did THE SAME FUCKING THING YOU DID toward Alicia Lukas when she had her family emergency, you all might as well have put the headstone over Go Gym’s grave!”
I could only cringe as Andrea continued…
“But hey, let’s talk about the comments you made about me in your… well, I don’t even know if I can call it a promo. It was more like something you pulled out of a horse’s ass because that’s something you do EVERY promo. What’s that? You’re playing the VICTIM in all of this?
‘Oh I didn’t expect Chelsea to come in with a grudge…’ who are YOU to talk about grudges when you’ve NEVER gotten over the one you’ve always had against me? You want to tweet GIF’s about things being left in the past when YOU are the one that decided to take your low blow toward me months after I left SCW? Chelsea has a horrible taste in friends because we’ve been best friends since the age of nine? I know that when I was in SCW, I said some horrible things to many people, including you, but I NEVER said ANYTHING about someone making up a family emergency to avoid facing you unlike YOUR FRIEND JESSIE! You can think of me what you think of me. You think I give a flying fuck? You hating me and continuing to hold a grudge against me is a YOU problem, not a me problem, not a Chelsea problem, a YOU problem because you’re so fucking immature that you don’t know how to get the FUCK over yourself. Yeah, I kicked you while you were down, I made fun of you plenty, I’d take back the Andreazilla Twitch sketch I did when I broke your fluke ass winning streak, I own that shit okay? But you want an apology from me, Krystal? Okay. I’m sorry… I’m sorry that I ever treated you the way I did… but what I am MORE sorry about is that you’re such an insecure, immature little crybaby who doesn’t know when she’s wrong and thinks that everyone else except her is the problem. I am SORRY that you are not adult enough to EVER take responsibility for a SINGLE FUCKING THING that goes wrong. I am SORRY that you are not SMART ENOUGH as a professional wrestler to QUIT PSYCHING HERSELF OUT BEFORE BIG MATCHES by going on these long Twitter rants about how so and so is going to be SO HARD and does it OVER and OVER even when she ALWAYS LOSES to people better than her… like Roxi, like Masque, like ME…
I am SO SORRY, Krystal, that you are not GOOD ENOUGH as a professional wrestler to evolve and make your way up the ladder. I am SO SORRY that you are SO STUCK that you’re STILL doing the same shit you were doing in 2021. I am SO SORRY, Krystal, that you peaked with your Roulette Championship reign. I am SORRY that you are blind to your own ego and that you’re a narcissistic little manipulative sorry ass excuse of a Bombshell that you have to take out your constant failures against Bombshells better than you out on other people. Is that apology good enough for you, Crying Krystal? Huh? Is it?
Who’s the REAL piece of shit here? It’s not me.
But WAIT… you want to add MORE dung on top of the bullshit you’ve spewed? What’s this? I ‘quit after my reign ended’, which is true… but the bitch is… I had been needing and wanting to leave BEFORE that reign ended because I was mentally done, exhausted, whatever. Sure, YOU persevered and fought tougher competition but… what the fuck does that mean when you NEVER beat said tough competition? Oh… but Chelsea is fighting my battle, right? Huh…”
Andrea pauses and I’m already gearing up for what she’s about to say. I hold back my laughter, knowing what’s coming.
“...suddenly, I don’t have ‘the balls’ to come back for ‘revenge’ against you for those comments. Here’s a secret, dumbass… WHAT revenge could I POSSIBLY GAIN against you when you’ve NEVER beaten me? Besides, weren’t YOU the one that called out Chelsea and wanted this match, yet you’re the one acting like it was the other way around? If this was my battle to fight, maybe… oh I don’t know… YOU CHALLENGE ME AND NOT CHELSEA, you STUPID… FUCKING… BITCH!
I burst out laughing, basically breaking my “Cindy” character because I couldn’t help it anymore as Andrea continued.
“Hell, it didn’t even have to be in SCW! You could’ve come to 5BW and I would’ve GLADLY put my newly won world title on the line against you there. We could’ve gone to GCW, my original wrestling company, and settled it there. Here’s the truth here, Krystal. You’re projecting. You challenged Chelsea and not me because you know you could never beat me and you wanted to shut her up because you couldn’t stand the fact that she kept taking digs at you over comments you should’ve never made in the first place. She doesn’t need to fight my battles for me. Hell, I even told her when she came here ‘don’t do this for me’. You act like YOU have better things to do when YOU were the one BEGGING for this match? Get the FUCK out of here with that shit… and after Chelsea puts you in your fucking place at Blaze of Glory, shuts you up and becomes the wrestler that MOVES ON TO BIGGER AND BETTER THINGS… namely the Internet title because in my book, her beating Melissa gives her the pole position to have the next title shot… you’re going to refrain from EVER name dropping me again and so help me god, if you EVER say shit about my mental health again, I’ll find you, I’ll take my size six heel, I’ll shove it up your fucking ass so much that it’ll be lodged in your throat and you’ll have a WORSE foot in mouth moment than the time you called Dawn Warren a warm up match then went on to tap out to her sorry ass!
Take it from here Chelsea… sorry… ‘Cindy’...”
I stood by in shock as I watch Andrea walk down the hallway. The camera followed her as she went into the bedroom, kicked her high heels off, climbed on the bed and gleefully jumped on it, saying “Still living in your head rent free… BITCH!”
At this point, I ripped off the “Cindy” name tag and basically said ‘fuck it’ and decided to say some final words to Krystal Wolfe myself.
“You want to be a victim so bad, Krystal? How about at Blaze of Glory, I make you one. In case you’re wondering WHY I had Andrea come in here and run you down the way you deserved to be ran down? It’s because literally three quarters of the bullshit that came out of your mouth during your promo was either about Andrea or to Andrea and not necessarily toward me. It’s like… you’re facing Andrea on Sunday and night me so I figured why the hell not? I mean, she did a pretty damn good job covering all the bases, didn’t she? You criticize my choice in friends, you take this whole thing of me digging at you so damn personally that you called me out for this match, but YOU’RE the victim. Okay Krystal, WHATEVER! And sure, I accepted the challenge that you threw out at me. But it’s not because I wanted to avenge Andrea. Andrea is not someone that needs avenging or saving. If anything, she’s damn good enough to do it her damn self. But, that’s enough about Andrea… sorry girl, I love you, you know that…
Let’s talk about how you don’t know a damn thing about perseverance and what it’s all about. Now, I know your story. I know how you came in here and started on a losing streak and then you went on to win the Roulette Championship and all of that. Yes, I would say that is perseverance. But you also want to say that losing that title, but continuing to come back and face the toughest women you’ve ever faced in your career is perseverance too? No, I’d say that’s stubbornness. That’s NOT perseverance. Perseverance isn’t just sticking around and trying again over and over and over, especially when you keep doing the same damn thing expecting a different result. No, perseverance is evolving, it’s growing, it’s changing, three things that are completely fucking foreign to you, Krystal. Perseverance is going through some of the hardest times of your life and career and bouncing back to be even STRONGER and BETTER than you were before. Based on your definition of perseverance, perseverance is losing to Masque De Lune and then facing Roxi Johnson later and just FACING her is ‘perseverance’. No, that’s not perseverance. Perseverance is actually BEATING Roxi Johnson… which to my recollection, you never have.
Based on YOUR perspective, perseverance is losing that Roulette clusterfuck and then facing Dawn Warren… and tapping out to her. Stubbornness is determination to not change your attitude or position on ANYTHING… like this whole Andrea hill that you’re about to be fucking slaughtered on come Sunday. Stubborness is maintaining the same attitude that got you in the hole to begin with thinking that it’s going to get better when it never does. You are not perseverant, Krystal… you’re stubborn. Perseverance would be overcoming the doldrums you’ve been in for so long and winning the Internet Championship but… because of your own self-destructive stubbornness, I just don’t see that happening. Perseverance is Andrea going through HELL… through her father dying, losing the world title and being humiliated by Crystal at High Stakes and going on to achieve an undefeated year… which hadn’t been done before her and probably will never happen again.
Perseverance is me coming up from my own self-created GUTTER that I was in due to my own drug addictions and becoming a three time world champion. Hell, I’d say beating Seleana and Melissa after the clusterfuck and its disappointment for me is a more minor example of that. Hell, through everything I’ve been through and even through struggles I’ve dealt with like my career floating around for a while among other things, I still persevere and I still do what I have to do to improve and be a better person and a better wrestler and this Sunday, I will prove that when I beat you and show that, hey, I CAN be a name in this company, I WILL be a name in this company and you’re another part of the ‘sample size’ that I am quickly building up here in SCW. I WILL be a champion here before long, Krystal. You? I really could give fuck all about where your career goes from here. Why would I? Why would anyone? It’s not like you’ve made waves since your title reign ended… but I’M about to… when I beat you and prove that I am more than just a pretty face and when I continue to rise up the ladder here.
So… after this? I’ll say to you what your dumbass friend Jessie told my mentor Myra Rivers before Myra ended her Chamber of Extreme streak…
BE BETTER…”
Andrea came back toward the camera shot and stood next to me.
“That was Chelsea LeClair… and I approve her message!”
“Thanks Andrea, you’re a TRUE friend no matter WHAT anyone else wants to think…”
With this, I shut off the camera grateful for the friendship that I’ve had with Andrea and confident in what’s to come on Sunday.