<p style="color:#B2A1ED">Howdy, hi, hello yooooouuuu-whoooo it’s only me. I’m over here. Hello my little Melephants and welcome to the week where I get to say I TOLD YOU SO!! I mean I didn’t tell you all so because you all believe in me I mean I finally get to tell the doubters that I told them so. I told everyone two weeks ago that Misty and I were going to beat the Mean Girls and guess what? Go on, just guess? Did you guess it, did you? Did you? We won. We won! I’m so excited I could explode right now and all these streamers would fly out of my body like a party.

Man oh man were Misty and I going to party, that was until she was attacked. Now let me get on to that travesty in a moment… as I would just like to say to both Amanda and Veronica… aww good try little girls, I mean you really did give us everything you had out there but guess what? We’re better than you; we beat you and guess who was left in the ring at inception with the red faces? It was you, both of you. So much for you both teaching me a lesson, the only lesson you taught Misty and I was that we we’re right all along. You proved to us the same damn thing we have been saying the entire time bout you and what’s that you ask? It’s that the Mean Girls can’t win without cheating and guess what? Misty and I didn’t even let you open that window; in fact we never even let you take a peek out of it. We shut the curtains on your little window of glory and guess what? It feels amazing; it feels just right knowing that we got our payback on you.

I JUST WANT TO CELEBRATE!

But what’s that? A Typical Mean Girl update is approaching; like the good second hand lawn mowers that you are. You have both continued to run your mouths but guess what? You’ve run out of grass to try and slice with your words, now you’re just flicking up mud… all over your faces. So tell me Amanda? How does it feel knowing that you never made me tap, tap, tap out? Tell me Mandy how does it feel knowing that I TOLD YOU that I would make sure you never got the upper hand? Hmm it’s bitter isn’t it, I bet it tastes like your dirt infested toe fungus that you try and get people to chew on. Vomit. I hate feet. I hate your feet. But guess what… feet rhymes with defeat… so tell me baby girl how much does that sting? Hmmm I bet it hurts knowing that your come back was short lived and no one cares about you.

Sorry, not sorry.

Now this week your tagging with my beastie Despy and trust me when I say this, you hurt him or if you even think about double crossing him I will wipe your existence from Sin City Wrestling. You will wish that you were never born because I will annihilate you.

Not a threat, it’s a guarantee.

Now onto Veronica, I see that your horn has stopped tooting and that you’re delusional thoughts of your greatness have come to a halt. What’s the matter V-Unit? Did something not go your way? Do you feel ripped off? I bet you feel like you’re wearing last season jeans… you know out of date. I told you I wouldn’t let you get away with your cheated victory over me so I made a point to make sure I pinned you, one… two… three in the middle of that ring. I made sure that after this match when you were staring up at the bright lights lying on your back that you would hear my theme music running through your head, engulfing you.

Just to remind you that you just got beaten by the better team. I told you Team Mean Girls would stand for Team Loser and guess what? You played the part perfectly… all it took was a countdown of one, two, three. You know what Veronica I just want to say thank you, because you know what because of you I feel reenergized I feel confident in myself and it’s all thanks to you and your poorly executed plan to hold me down. You might have had the first laugh but trust me I’m the one laughing now.

Hahahaha <- See me laughing and now you’re hatin’

Now just to ice my own cake this week I get to face your co-founder… I get to face the big mommy in Delia. Ah the only one with actual power in the Mean Girls. Thanks for the warm up Veronica but trust me honey I’ve got it from here.

Delia “I’m kinda a big deal” Darling.

You know the current Sin City Wrestling Bombshell champion, the top of the mountain, the best of the best. Blah, blah, blah! The unbeatable Delia you know the one that apparently can’t be pinned or made to tap out. The top dog in the pound, you know all those types of things people have called her over the past few weeks. To me she might be the champion but in my eyes, she’s just like everyone else… she breathes she has a pulse she is stoppable. Who is going to stop her?

Go on guess?

Guess!!!

ME!!!

Yes I Melody Grace Huntington Hawkes Number One is going to beat Delia.

Now it might not be this week in the mixed tag team tournament because let’s face it, I don’t even know if my tag team partner exists but mark my words… I’ve set my sights on Delia and I can’t wait to pull the trigger. What has she ever done to me? Nothing… it’s just that Delia has something that I want and I won’t stop until I get my little hands on it… the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Championship.

My motto, go big or go home… and I don’t feel like heading back to California just yet.

You probably think I’m crazy but what can I say?

Maybe I like being crazy.

Okay my Melephants it’s time to get this show on the road but I will check back in shortly because this week I have a few things to get off my chest.

***

Opening up inside the hotel room that is shared between the unlikely married couple of James and Melody, the two can be seen in bed together. James is under a mountain of blankets; that rise and fall in time with his breathing, while Melody Grace is out in the open. Her pizza slices onesie is the only thing keeping her warm as she hugs up to a row of pillows that are lined up between both of their bodies. Melody is awake and just huddled up for warmth as the heater hasn’t kicked in yet. Looking over at James she couldn’t help but smile he seemed so peaceful covered in all of her blankets. Her blankets, it was when she remembered that he was a dirty blanket moocher that Melody’s smile turned into a frown. Clearing her throat she reached over and using her right hand she started to tug on the blanket trying to gain some of it back onto her side of the bed. Just as she was about to claim victory of the tiniest bit of blanket imaginable James’ eyes flickered to life.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What the…? Oh it’s just you.

James’ face went from confused to a sigh of a relief as Melody just glared at him. “Just you” who did he thinks it was going to be? Melody finally reached over with both hands and she yanked on the covers pulling over her fair share. Pulling them up around her face she snuggled back down into them trying to get warm.

Melody: Good morning to you too I think?

Her voice was tiny and sweet as she spoke to him rudely, something that James couldn’t get a hold on yet. Even when she was mad at him she sounded too innocent for it to mean anything. James rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he looked over to Melody, lifting himself up he rested his back up against the bed head to look at his wife who was shivering under the covers.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I don’t think I’ll ever get used to waking up beside you.

Looking at him with narrowed eyes she felt like he had just punched her square in the face, letting out a dramatic sigh she tugged on the blankets and pulled it into her chest as she rolls over. It wasn’t a graceful roll over it was a harsh and instant snap so James just knew that he was in trouble for something. Waiting for her to speak the rich twenty year old started to count down from five in his head.

Melody: Well lucky for you we only have fifty-five days of it.

Rolling his eyes James had it nailed, he knew that she was now upset with him and to be honest he didn’t seem to care in fact he smirked playfully as he looked over to her as she tried to warm herself up.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Geez don’t sound so happy to be getting rid of me Mel.

Mel, he had finally called her Mel… that was a big step from Melody that he said he would always call her. James didn’t think anything of it as Melody was looking around the room looking for answers in her mind of what was going on here.

Melody: Please don’t pretend like you don’t have this date saved in your phone with a countdown timer.

Biting back without thinking Melody rolled over on her back, trying to get comfortable staring up at the ceiling furious. James looked at her and then towards his phone that was on the bedside table beside his bottle of water and the feature light. How did she know that he had a Melody Free countdown timer on his phone? Had she been snooping? Or was it just a great calculated guess on her behalf.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> How did you…. sleep?

Stopping himself from jumping to conclusions James looked down at his wife, flashing Melody a smile that could easily melt the sun. Looking up at him she had a look that could only say “are you serious?”

Melody: I froze all night.

Looking at her he knew the answer but for some reason he seemed interested in having a conversation with her. It was before he had his morning coffee when he was at his weakest when it came to giving into talking to her.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Why?

Melody looked up at him her hazel eyes just screaming at him, he could tell she was mad at him and a part of him enjoyed it. Grabbing onto the blanket Melody started to wave it from side to side drawing his attention down from her face to her chest that was completely covered by a pizza slice onesie. Her top bottom was undone and just the slightest hint of cleavage was mischievously flashing out of the top. James’ eyes wondered a little longer then they should have as Melody’s body was swaying side to side as she waved the blanket.

Melody: Because you stole all the blankets.

Her voice snapped him out of what he was staring at and he was instantly on the defensive.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I did not!

It couldn’t be helped; I mean who knew when the last time James had been with a girl before Melody and how he was trapped to fifty-five more days of going without it just so he didn’t automatically lose fifty percent of his money in the divorce. He didn’t think that Melody would take him for any of his money but there was something about her that he just knew if he cheated on her, she would make damn sure that he felt her pain in his pockets and in his bank accounts.

Melody: Touch me James, do I feel warm and toasty?

Melody crawled up the bed and rested her back against the head rest, so she was now sitting up beside James. The two were still separated by a line of pillow, acting as a barricade. It was as if they were in some type of war that they needed to be separated from each other by pillows. Extending her hand out Melody was waving it around for James to touch it but he just pushed it away he didn’t have time to play her silly games.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Well you must have given me your blankets, because I sure as hell didn’t steal them.

He was so sure of himself as he glared back at her, to prove her point Melody reached over and placed her freezing cold hand on James’ bare shoulder sending a shudder down his spine. She was freezing. Looking up at the air-conditioning James could see that it was on, maybe it was just broken either way he was going to have to fix it.

Melody: How would you know? You were asleep!

Using her hand that was on his shoulder Melody pushed James teasing him but James’ eyebrows came together in the middle of his forehead he seemed almost angry at her for suggesting that he was the reason she was cold as ice.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I just know alright.

Melody sensed his discomfort so she brought her hand back and placed it under the covers. Turning on her side she rested on her shoulder so she could look at him while she spoke to him. She loved this part of the day, the morning time when he spoke to her. It’s like after a good night sleep he forgot that he hated her, or disliked her and woke up fresh and happy.

Melody: You sleep talk as well; you told me all your dirty secrets.

Winking at him she let out a girly giggle that brought a smug smile to his face. She was playing with him something that she loved to do. There was something about her that riled him up but she did it intentionally he should have known that by now but he still let her get away with it.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I don’t have any secrets.

Melody brushed a strand of messy blonde hair out of her face and pushed it behind her ear as she looked at him with a smile on her face. She was being extra playful this morning even though he had tried to freeze her out.

Melody: Don’t you?

Her white teeth gleamed out of her natural pink lips that were slightly dry from lack of hydration from the night’s sleep. She was completely makeup free but she was still as pretty as ever, something that even he couldn’t deny. James rested his head against the head rest and looked over at her.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> You’re really annoying you know that right?

She knew it and she owned it, as she just looked at him innocently. How could something this innocent looking be so damn annoying? Melody continued to smile as she eyed him up and down, looking at his muscles flex as he stretched in front of her.

Melody: That’s why you hate me.

His muscle flinched as she spoke, “that’s why you hate me” replayed over and over in his head. Shaking his head from side to side he sighed.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I don’t hate you.

His voice was rough but stern as he looked over at her. James kept his eyes locked in hers as he tried to show that he truly didn’t hate her, they were just different, extremely different.

Melody: Then why did you try and freeze me to death?

Melody was right back on the blanket subject once again and James didn’t like it he felt like he had hurt her in some way, that and he didn’t like to feeling of being accused of something that he clearly didn’t do.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I didn’t steal the blankets, you gave them to me.

Looking over at her with a serious look in his eyes he was trying to convince himself that he wasn’t in the wrong. I mean when was he ever in the wrong? Never, James Alexander Huntington Hawkes III was never in the wrong.

Melody: That doesn’t even make any sense.

Melody had a valid point as she looked at him, her hazel eyes piercing his skin with a playful stare down. Throwing his hand sup in the air James didn’t know what to say or who to blame so he just looked down at the pillows that ere in between them.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> It’s because we have these stupid pillows down the middle of the bed.

It was stupid, this whole pillow barricade was stupid but they had put it in place for both of them. One because neither of them was willing to give up sleeping on the bed, neither of them wanted to sleep on the couch or the floor and because well the pillows were to stop Melody from touching James because he was convinced that he would wake up one morning with her drooling on him. Melody thought it was stupid but to keep the peace she made up her own argument.

Melody: That’s so you don’t get all giddy and try to touch me.

Letting out a laugh Melody looked at James who was now glaring at her, his eyes were cold as if he was over tolerating her for the morning.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Trust me, that thought has never crossed my mind.

Melody sucked her bottom lip into her mouth shocked at what he had just said, but refusing to show him that he had hurt her with his words once more she quickly continued on her mission of annoying him. She continued to laugh trying to hide her pain behind her big bright eyes.

Melody: Sure, sure... on our wedding night you were all hands… now I have to hold you back with a protective line of pillows.

Slapping her hand on the row of pillows Melody Grace used them to prove her point to which James just snarled at. He was losing his cool with her and she could tell.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Don’t remind me about what we did on our wedding night, please.

Running his fingers through his hair he rubbed his head trying to fight back any memories of that night that may have been flooding back from their wedding night. Melody knew that James remembered more then what he was telling everyone but she didn’t understand why he was hiding it from her after all they were in the same boat.

Melody: Why? Don’t you like remembering the snuggling we had going on?

Trying to get an honest answer out of him Melody looked at him. She wanted to reach across and grab onto either side of his face to stare him directly in his eyes and pry the truth out from him but she knew that James would react badly to that. James just looked at her blankly trying to get her to stop talking about it.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Stop talking about it.

His messages was heard loud and clear as he spoke out from his gritted teeth but Melody wasn’t going to let him get the last word. His voice was pure anger while his body language was screaming of being uncomfortable. Melody just smiled up at him reassuring him that she was fine when really she wanted to sit on his lap and squish his face against hers until he told her the truth but she knew this type of ambush would only end up badly.

Melody: Touchy.

Licking her lips she smiled but James wasn’t with them in the room his mind was elsewhere, even though his eyes we staring into hers he was a million miles away.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> No.

Raising her right eyebrow up Melody mouth “no” what did he mean no? That didn’t even make sense. Looking at him she screwed up her nose as she spoke.

Melody: No what?

Hearing her voice once more James snapped out of his day dream and refocused on her. Looking down her body that was completely free from being underneath the blankets he sighed. She was geeky looking but somehow she still managed to look cute. Shaking his head from side to side her groaned; it was going to be a long fifty-five days.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I thought you said touch me.

Melody’s checks flushed bright red as she looked up at him, James however was cool like a cucumber he didn’t even notice what he had just said. She wanted him to touch her, but that was a far off reality.

Melody: See you can’t get me out of your head.

Melody leaned over towards him; her bright smile was in his face. She was acting a little different, a little more confident around him like she wanted something from him and she knew how to get it. James looked down at her noticing that she was right there he didn’t flinch backwards he just rolled his tongue over his bottom row of teeth inside his closed mouth.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> That’s because your about five inches away from my damn face.

He had his angry voice on but Mel couldn’t help but notice the calmness in his eyes, like he was adjusting to her in your face approach to everything. Melody edged just that little bit closer towards him, to the point she could feel his breathe on her face. Running her right hand through her blonde hair she gazed up into his eyes. She was luring him in for something, something that he didn’t seem to object to as he just watched her waiting for her to make her move. James would combat the action the moment that she struck it upon him, because he knew not to guess what Melody was going to do next she was always up to something, always up to pushing his buttons just to see his reaction. Playing it cool his eyes went from hers down to her lips that were now slightly parted; his eyes returned to her eyes that we’re batting her eyelids as she played him on. Inching forward she closed her eyes and James thought that she was going in for a kiss, his mind raced at a million ways to avoid this moment but as she moved in closer she stopped just in time to whisper.

Melody: Why so angry James? You’re the one that had great night’s sleep wrapped in all the blankets.

She pulled away from him quickly and James didn’t even have time to collect his thoughts he just yelled out at her in defence.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> SHUT UP ABOUT THE BLOODY BLANKETS WOULD YOU?

Melody hands wrapped around the pillow that was closest to her and she quickly brought it up and smashed it into his face. Looking down at her stunned, James narrowed his eyes sizing her up.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What was that for?

Grabbing onto the pillow so she didn’t try it again James pulled it out of her grip and tossed it to the floor.

Melody: For yelling at me, you blanket hog.

She once again had her hands wrapped around a pillow and she was watching him, watching her every move. Just as Melody went to swing this pillow up to his face he caught it and pushed it back into her playfully.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> For the love of…

Before he could finish talking Melody had grabbed another pillow and smacked it against his face and now it was on for young and old.

PILLOW FIGHT!!!

***

<p style="color:#B2A1ED"> Whoa, whoa, whoa… I’d like to show you what happened next but I’m not allowed to show you. I’m not allowed to show you because I beat James in a pillow fight and because James said I wasn’t allowed to use that footage as it would make him look bad. Sorry James but don’t mess with this girl and her blankets ever again.

Okay I didn’t beat him; he just wised up to what I was doing and refused to play along because he hates fun.

His new name shall be, James I hate to have fun Huntington-Hawkes III

However let’s get on with business, let’s get on to what is happening this Sunday at Climax Control. I entered the Blast from the past mixed tag team tournament with high hopes that I would be tagged with someone awesome. I didn’t really care who I got as a partner I just wanted them to be reliable… and who do I get? I end up with Mr TNA the newest guy on the Sin City Wrestling roster; I don’t know who he is, what he looks like or how he wrestles. I can’t even get in contact with him as Mark, Erik and Christian don’t even have a correct contact number for him. Essentially I’m tagging with a ghost, a man with no face, no soul and no presence… am I worried about this? You betcha! I know nothing about him, that’s an incredible weakness for our team; the first hurdle is that I can’t even contact him to arrange a meeting is burning me alive. Nevertheless since becoming a Sin City Wrestling member I know never to let the bad times get you down, you just have to work around them.

You see Delia and Steve might know each other; they can contact each other they can work together before the match… all of this can be seen as power for them. They will no doubt spruik about how this will be their winning combination over Mr TNA and myself. They can learn each other’s style and plan, they have videos on me and can learn how I fight… all of this will be said all of this will be used against us… but Delia and Steve open your eyes and take notes.

You don’t know a damn think about my partner and that right there is the ultimate power play.

(Dear J2H, Giani and Ringo that was just a play on words, don’t get excited I’m not your fan girl, Love Melody)

Mr TNA might just be the next big thing to walk into Sin City Wrestling and guess what? He is my partner. He might be a natural tag team specialist and guess what? He is my tag team partner… all of this unknown will throw you off your game because you won’t know how to prepare for him, Mr TNA. The ghost of Sin City Wrestling will debut and I can guarantee he will haunt your dreams of advancing forward in this tournament.

Sometimes when life gives you a lemon you have to make lemonade out of it and that’s what I’m doing… while praying for a miracle.

I’m sure Mr TNA will show up and I’m sure he will do his best at showing the Sin City Wrestling crowd that he means business. I just hope that he is ready for the war that he is about to enter because when it comes to Delia and Steve, I don’t like them. I’ll talk about Delia later but right now I have a few words for the fearless one Steve Ramone.

Oh Steve, Steve, Steve… I bet you thought you got the last word in at Inception when you got on the microphone backstage and ran my name down into the ground over some tweets on twitter well Steve you didn’t I proved you wrong and my husband proved you wrong as we both walked out of Inception with victories under our belt. How does that feel Steve?

Better yet, how does it make you feel going after a twenty year old girl? Hmm do you feel tough? Huh? Do you feel invincible? You’re pathetic you’re everything Odette and Gabriel made you out to be a… washed up coward.

Did you ever stop to think that I wasn’t serious on twitter and that I was just being Melody? Yet you took the ball and you decided to run with it, so you opened your mouth and spoke out against me. Are you stupid? Are you that short of competition because no one in the male roster wants to face you because you’re a loser... that you have to stoop to trash talking girls?

At Inception you called me a gold digger, you told me to shut my mouth and you tried to get inside James’ head and my head but you failed Steve just like every other time you have attempted to do something great… you fail. You tripped so hard and you fell on your face crushing your dreams.

Once again

Me a gold digger, don’t you think if I was marrying for money I would have aimed for someone who has billions?

Guess you’re just jealous of what James and I have together.

I must have hurt your feelings on twitter Stevie or otherwise you would have just ignored me.

Did you get your rocks off thinking about how you were going to come at me? For no reason, what did you think you were going to accomplish with your words Steve? Did you think I would come running to you begging for you to accept my apology? I don’t say sorry to losers, I don’t say sorry to washed up old people who have to pick on girls because they’re no good for anything else. What did you expect to get out of it? Did you think that James was going to go after you? Even he didn’t care about what you had to say because it was so left of field that even the dumbest person in the world wouldn’t believe what you said about me.

Face facts, you picked the wrong girl to try and make an impact on.

Or is it that you’re still hung up on Odette? Is it because you thought you had something going on with her last year in the Blast For The Past that you thought that you could still get to her by attacking me with your words, your weak, your pathetic your wash rinse repeat words? What did you think that your words would get a rise out of Gabriel? Didn’t he put you though enough last time Steve? Didn’t he ruin your world completely? What is wrong with you? Thinking you can run your mouth and get away with it? Did you think that going after me would help you get noticed?

Lame!

No one notices you Steve, because you’re nothing to look at.

I’m not talking about your appearance either; I’m just talking about you as a person in general.

You’re words against me, didn’t hurt me… in fact they made me laugh… you know nothing about me Steve… nothing at all so why should I even entertain someone like you?

Consider your existence Ignored!

Permanently

This Sunday Mr TNA (if that’s even his real name?) will wipe the floor with you and think nothing of it.

Because you’re nothing!

Remember that!

***

Odette: Mel, are you okay?

Opening up inside the lavish apartment that Odette and Gabriel have hired in Scotland for the tour, Melody Huntington-Hawkes could be seen staring outside the window. Watching the rain as it fell from the sky with ease, it was wet and miserable tonight but somehow Melody still found Scotland to be beautiful and peaceful. Odette was sitting on a plush white chair in the same room as Melody in her hands was a book about parenting. Not that she needed to be told what to do with her six nieces and nephews back home she was a professional. She just wanted to make sure she and Gabriel had everything covered for the arrival of their little bundle of joy in May. Looking up from her book Odette watched as Melody wrapped her arms around her body protecting herself from the chill from the glass that was in protecting her from the chilly winter night in Scotland.

Melody: I’m fine, I’m just… worried.

Turning back to look at Odette, Melody’s hazel eyes fell into Odette’s piercing green ones. She was looking at her concerned something that pained Melody. To her Odette was meant to be happy and resting, taking it easy before the birth of her child even though she had months to go, Gabriel had instructed to everyone that he wanted his wife to be treated like the goddess that she was. Not that Melody needed that reminder Odette was everything to her; after all she was her biggest fan and now was proud to call her, her best friend.

Odette: Worried about what?

Odette dropped the book down completely removing it from her sights as she looked up at Melody, her hard shell that the rest of Sin City Wrestling was used to seeing was totally removed. Odette was only friendly to a handful of people and the one that she was looking at right now was one of the very lucky few. Melody just let a sigh escape her lips as she took a few tiny steps towards Odette, she didn’t want to bring up her name but she couldn’t hide this from her best friend she needed her advice.

Melody: My match this week against Delia.

Melody watched as Odette’s face went from caring to almost dangerous at the sound of Delia’s name. Melody knew it’s not that Odette hated her it was just that she has become completely unamused with any other female that hung around Gabriel looking to him for guidance and direction. She knew Delia hung around him like a bad smell when she wanted something done and she knew that for some reason Gabriel would always help her, they were friends. They understood each other and that drove Odette crazy, she didn’t have anything to worry about tho Gabriel would be lost without his Aussie wife it’s just that since Odette had fallen pregnant she was more protective now over what was hers then she had ever been.

Odette: Don’t worry about it Mel, you will do fine.

Watching her friend turn of the mean any look on her face to one of concern again Melody faked a smile. She wasn’t so sure about what Odette was saying to her. How would see be fine? Delia was the current champion, the undefeated champion; she was the one that many had put their money on winning this tag team tournament with regardless of who her partner was. Delia was a carrier and by that she’s strong enough to get the job done by herself. Melody looked down at Odette her eyes that were filled with unease blinked as she shook her head from side to side trying to remove this horrible feeling from her chest.

Melody: I don’t want to do fine I want to win.

Odette smiled as she heard the fire in Melody’s voice, she wasn’t lying she wanted this, she wanted to beat Delia but she couldn’t allow herself to see how great she was or see that she could in fact stand a chance against the reigning Bombshell champion. Getting up to her feet the Aussie walked over to her Californian girl, reaching out she grabbed on to Melody’s hands. Rubbing her thumbs around the back of Melody’s hands she warmed them as she spoke.

Odette: I know sweetheart and I truly believe that you have what it takes to defeat her, but don’t be so hard on yourself if it doesn’t happen the first time.

Melody couldn’t believe her ears, was Odette doubting her? Surely not, looking up at her friend she had the look of confusion plastered on her face. Once Melody’s eyes fell on Odette’s face her look of concern faded to a happy go lucky smile she knew what her best friend was doing she was planting a seed.

Melody: I know I know.

Pulling her best friend in for a hug Odette wrapped her into her arms warming her up. Considering the weather and what it was like outside Melody had this strange obsession with never wearing warm enough clothes no matter how many times she was told she would always go out with a thin jumper on and jeans ignore the fact that she would need a jacket, scarf, gloves and a beanie. She had a strange fascination with feeling cold that she always instantly regretted the moment she stepped outside but she was too suborn to let them see that she was freezing and regretting her decision. Melody had just recently come back home from a shopping trip with Odette and was still taking her time in adjusting to the warmth of the room.

Odette: She’s a tough cookie, but she’s far from the best Melody… don’t let her get inside your head.

Melody stepped back but was still in Odette’s arm; she looked up at her best friend and smiled. Odette was doing her best to reassure her but there was something Melody couldn’t understand, she didn’t understand or she couldn’t even begin to think of how she was going to help her team win if she had to face Delia.

Melody: I know it’s just, well she beat you, Misty, Vixen everyone that has stepped up in front of her as been knocked down. I don’t want to be knocked down.

Melody closed her eyes and she was waiting for an onslaught of words to be shouted in her direction, but she just felt Odette shrug her shoulders after all she was right Delia had beaten all of these ladies and sometimes she made it look far to easy. Odette just smiled at her friend and let go of her from their hug. Running her hand nervously through her long curly blonde hair Melody let out an Eeep that Odette caught but she couldn’t help but laugh.

Odette: Hey, you know what they say about getting knocked down? If you get knocked down seven times you damn make sure you get up eight.

She was surprisingly calm, there was something positive about this baby inside of her that had turn Odette into a mouse instead of the fierce feline that she used to be. Melody knew that deep down Odette was still that unbreakable monster that she had built her career on, she knew that she was tough as nails but right now she was being what she needed her to be understanding and helpful.

Melody: I know it’s just I really want this…

Melody watched as Odette made her way back over to the large white chair, she took a seat back down on it and lifted her legs up so she could wrap them up close to her body. Letting out a yawn the Aussie quickly mouthed that she was sorry to Melody; she wasn’t bored she was just tired.

Odette: I know sweetie everyone knows that.

Taking a few step closer to Odette, Melody sighed she had another burning feeling inside her chest. She had an itch that she had to scratch and she knew that Odette would either rip her face off for saying this or she would understand completely.

Melody: She is going to try and use you, Gabriel, Despy, Misty, Roxi, James everyone that I care about against me.

Taking a seat beside Odette, Melody looked at the fireplace in front of them that was roaring with life. She had to say it, she had to get this off her chest because she knew Delia, she knew what she was like, she played mind games and nine times out of ten those mind games worked. When she faced Odette she used Gabriel against her, when she face Misty she used Kittie against her, she wasn’t below dragging in people from her opponent lives and using them as bait to help her win. Hell she even used Gabriel to get inside Drake Green’s mind just to toy with him, just to help Gabriel as well. Delia was evil but she hid it wisely. She was like the raise muffin dressed up like the chocolate chip muffin, she might look all sweet and innocent and she might claim to be sweet and innocent but she a stone cold bitch with no remorse when it comes to getting things her way. Odette had turned to her left to look at Melody who was focused on the flames flickering away in the fire place, she knew that her young friend was gazing off just thinking of what Delia would do to try and get inside her head.

Odette: Trust me Gabriel and Despy won’t let her use them in her sick mind games.

Just after Odette spoke Melody tore her eyes from the fire, but the red and orange glow was still flickering within them, Melody was angry, a rare sight to be seen from this bubbly blonde. The thought alone of Delia using her friends to get to her was enough to set a timer on the bomb that was inside her. She knew that it was going to happen she just couldn’t put her finger on what friend Delia would call on, or what friend Delia would use to mentally get inside Melody’s head to throw her off her game. It was too predictable but nevertheless Melody wasn’t the type of girl; who could handle this type of betrayal.

Melody: Gabriel played a part in her mind games against you.

Odette nodded in agreement after all her friend was wrong. Melody gripped her hands together her manicured nails dug into the palms as she grew furious at the thought of Gabriel even entertaining her to begin with.

Odette: that’s because we had to pretend to be on different sides Melody, he didn’t tell her any of my secrets.

Melody knew that Odette was right, Gabriel and her had used their power couple status to turn last year’s Blast from the past on its head, but she didn’t like it. She didn’t agree with it then nor did she care for it now. Delia was smart, probably one of the smartest In Sin City Wrestling, it was only a matter of time that she picked Melody apart with her mind games.

Melody: She is going to use Despy, or try and use him against me and that would break me.

The anger in Melody’s voice had turned to anxiety, hell Delia hadn’t even struck her first match but Melody was already letting her inside her mind with the what ifs. Of course Delia would use Despy; I mean he is both of their friends. It was just a matter of time before Melody’s fear would come to life. Not because Despy would want to hurt her but because Despy wouldn’t believe that Delia would use him to get to Melody, he was too convinced that Delia was a good person under that entire gimmick she was just an average person like everyone else. He couldn’t see her for the spiteful witch that she was.

Odette: Despy would never intentionally hurt you, you know what right?

Melody just nodded and agreed, she knew Despy would never hurt her on purpose but once Delia had her sights on using you, you just became a pawn in her game. Looking away from Odette, Melody tuned back to the fire listening to the wood inside it snap crackle and pop from the heat that was easily engulfing it. Was that her fate at Climax Control would she become the wood and Delia be the fire? Shaking that thought out of her mind Melody screwed up her face, her teeth slight gritted as she huffed.

Melody: I know, but I’m worried, what if she is the reason we lose each other?

She was talking about Despy; I mean Delia was very capable of taking him away from her, she was alluring, and what could Melody have to offer her male best friend to keep him? Plus Delia was smart scary smart and she would use this against the simpleton. Odette looked at Melody and she knew that deep down inside Melody was ripping herself apart; she was shredding herself down to nothing. She was letting herself get beaten before even steeping inside the ring. Odette hated this, she hated seeing Melody so focused on the fact that she was “going to lose” in her eyes she wasn’t even attempting to play with the idea that she might win. Odette had to break Melody away from this, she had to get her mind off the what if’s.

Odette: You’re being silly Melody, now let’s move on to the part of her using everyone that you care about and the fact you named James.

Did she name him? She couldn’t remember turning away from the fire to look at Odette, Melody’s face had shifted from anger, confusion and self-doubt to a nervous smile. She did name him, oh lord she named him in the people she cares about pile. Odette couldn’t help but smile at her little friend, looking at her like she wasn’t going to live this one down as Melody timidly pushed a few strands of her blonde hair behind her right ear.

Melody: Ummm he is my husband I’m meant to care about him, right?

Sucking in her bottom lip Melody was faking innocence while Odette was seeing right threw her charade. Melody had just dobbed herself in and she knew it, turning away from the Aussie she tried to focus on something different hoping that Odette would change the subject, but if she knew her friend she wasn’t going to let this one go.

Odette: Oh so you just care about him because you share a last name for a few weeks?

She was being true to herself and not letting this go, Odette liked to meddle with Melody at times, she liked knowing that she had a best friend that she could torment at times when things like this came out. Melody turned back to Odette and smiled shyly. She couldn’t believe that Odette was so cool about her being married, like when she first found out Melody didn’t get one abusive phone call from her at all, she was just met with a friendly “welcome to the wives club” which was refreshing from the “what the hell are you thinking messages” she was receiving flat out.

Melody: Yeah… no… maybe… I don’t know O.

Sighing out loud once again Melody didn’t know to start she knew she liked James as a person; I mean there wasn’t very many people that she didn’t like. James Huntington-Hawkes could she seriously like him? Like, like him like him? The very thought of James was enough for Melody’s mind to melt away from the doubt of beating Delia into a fury of flashbacks of what her and James had done together since becoming husband and wife. Before she could even realise she had a smile on her face a bright smile, a silly smile that Odette was now glaring at with a hint of happiness in her eyes. Bringing her hands up to her face Melody tried to hide her face behind them as she tried to hide the girlish smile on her face but Odette had already noticed it and she was going to play on it.

Odette: Has my little girl got a crush?

Melody let out a laugh that only a young girl could muster up out of her lips as she tried to hide her real answer, she did like him. For some reason she liked the rich brat who sometimes treated her like nothing, but for some reason that was part of his allure. He was a bad boy, not the trademark bad boy but the bad boy with tattoos, a bad attitude and no respect for anything but himself and his money. Surely he could grow to love someone some day? It just wouldn’t be her, Melody’s mind ran off at a million miles an hour again but as all of her positive thoughts turned to negative ones she couldn’t help but frown.

Melody: He hates me.

Odette frowned at Melody and shook her head from side to side as she dragged her blanket that was on her body across to Melody to help keep her warm. Melody just rested her head on Odette’s shoulder and huffed, letting go of the blanket Odette reached up and ran her hand through Melody’s hair comforting her.

Odette: Are you sure about that?

Melody started to nod but then a glimmer of hope flashed before her eyes, well in her mind. He had said to her yesterday that he didn’t hate her, so maybe he didn’t hate her but even tho it wasn’t hate it was definitely dislike. They were two different too even remotely fit well together like two puzzles pieces that were completely incompatible, even if they tried they would just be smashing together with no positive outcome.

Melody: I dunno but he doesn’t like me like I like him… it’s annoying… Sometimes I can’t stop thinking about him. Like today without him sucked.

Odette listened to Melody and she couldn’t help herself she was smiling brightly, she knew that Melody was smitten by James Huntington-Hawkes she knew that her little girl had developed a crush. A dangerous crush that would probably lead to her getting her heart broke, but who knew right? it wasn’t like James was up front with his feelings. He was just a typical twenty year old boy that’s first reaction was to lash out and suffer the consequences later.

Odette: Oh geez thanks Mel and here I was thinking you enjoyed shopping today.

Patting Melody on her leg Odette was trying to lighten the mood; Melody quickly pulled herself away from Odette so she could look into her green eyes. She didn’t mean that she had a bad day with Odette and her friends she was just trying to let her into her mind so she knew what she was feeling about James.

Melody: I did, I did… I just couldn’t stop thinking what he was up to without me.

Ah yes, the old I wonder what he is up to without me? Melody was insecure she was thinking that James probably had all the fun in the world without her near him as his ball and chain. He was probably out on the town as she spoke to Odette, he could have been anywhere and she didn’t have the slightest clue where to begin. Was he even thinking about her? She doubted it, she highly doubted it after all this was the man that had set his alarm for 12.01am so he could wake up and get away from her as soon as he could. Small tears welled up in Melody eyes as she thought about I’m leaving her without even saying goodbye, or have fun, or be safe he just walked out… no concern no worries, just straight up left. Quickly blinking them out of her eyes Melody wiped her face and sighed

Odette: Well why don’t you ask him?

Odette was straight to the point, she always had been. Nothing was stopping Melody from texting or calling James maybe he was waiting for her to cave first so he could be all like “why are you calling me?” just so they could have another argument I mean it wasn’t the best way to show you care but sometimes fighting was great way of showing that you needed each other. Then it dawned on her about what she had promised him the day before.

Melody: Because I swore on my Yellow Beetles life that I wouldn’t disturb him today and I’m trying really hard not to.

Silly beetle and it’s life. Melody slumped back into the chair and looked towards the fire while Odette did the same but she was focusing on Melody. Reaching up she rested her hands over her belly feeling her baby kick she smiled maybe they were having a girl and she was trying to join in on the girl talk. Melody looked at Odette her eyes lighting up as Odette reached over and grabbed on to her hands placing them on her round belly she pressed Melody hands down on her bump and waited for a few seconds before a slight flutter kick was felt again. Melody smiled with delight as she looked up at Odette who just nodded as if to say her bay was agreeing with what she was about to say.

Odette: You have to tell him how you feel Melody.

Just after she had finished talking another kick came her way and Melody just smiled, the baby was just like her mother. Melody reluctantly pulled her hands away not because she was grossed out by it all but because she knew how Odette didn’t like random people smothering her in public to touch her baby bump. She was giving her space, to be honest Odette didn’t mind when it came to Melody or Gabriel rubbing her belly but anyone else was off limits. Looking back up at Odette, Melody’s happy face turned a little sour.

Melody: And risk getting laughed at? I don’t think so.

Shaking her head from side to side Melody didn’t want him to take this a joke and she knew him well enough that he would just shrug it all off like one. He wouldn’t care if Melody had feelings for him all he cared about was the sixty day deadline that was ticking away slowly for him, but time seemed to be slipping away for her.

Odette: He wouldn’t dare laugh at you.

Odette spoke softly but without them both knowing it they weren’t alone in the room as Gabriel had just walked in behind them. His eyes fixed on his wife as he came in to check on her. Looking down at Melody he smirked as she was about to ask how she knew he wouldn’t laugh at her Gabriel cut her off before the words could even leave her lips.

Gabriel: Because if he did the little punk would end up on his head inside a dumpster again.

Gabriel couldn’t help but laugh proudly at himself, the thought of teaching this punk kid a lesson again seemed too easy for him but he would enjoy it nonetheless. Melody looked up at Gabriel her eyes wide and her jaw dropped as she held back her own shocked laugh.

Melody: You wouldn’t?

Shaking her head from side to side her blonde curls bounced freely as she questioned Gabriel’s intentions with her husband James. Gabriel just nodded the stone cold look in his eyes told her that he wasn’t joking. He would rip him apart if he ever hurt Melody why? Because an upset Melody would mean an upset Odette and Gabriel would walk across the earth nine times over with no shoes on to prevent his wife from ever feeling upset. Walking around the chair he now stood in front of them, kneeling down he positioned himself in front of Odette, who had reached out to run her hands through his hair.

Gabriel: I have and I wouldn’t even think about it, if I had to do it again.

Taking a seat on the floor Gabriel stretched out focusing on his back and neck while Melody just looked from him to Odette, confused. She was pretty sure they weren’t meant to be this okay with her liking James. This was taboo.

Melody: Wait a minute, why aren’t you both trying to talk me out of liking him?

She questioned them both and without even a single word exchanged Odette and Gabriel looked at each other almost having a discussion inside their minds before Odette finally sighed and let Melody have it. She was going to tell Melody the truth. Melody braced herself for the worst she was waiting for the onslaught of words from Odette where she was going to tell her she was stupid for liking James and all he was, was a good for nothing kid with no future. Melody bit down on her tongue, finding the need to defend him without Odette or Gabriel saying a single word.

Odette: We can’t control your feelings Mel, well Gabriel could… but he won’t because you can’t help who you fall in love with. Look at Gabriel and I, no one saw that one coming?

She was right; who would have thought an ex-conman slash magician wrestler would end up with an ex-motocross rider bombshell. There worlds had no need to cross they weren’t even booked on the same nights most weeks, it was just pure coincidence that they were booked in a photo-shoot together and that’s when their paths crossed and well the rest is history. Gabriel and Odette shared a cute look that only couples that are truly in love shared while Melody just looked on like the third wheel.

Gabriel: Well I did, but I see everything.

Gabriel laughed, he was most likely right but neither of the girls was going to agree with him. Gabriel winked at Odette who just shook her head, he thought he knew they were going to end up together all along but Odette wasn’t so convinced. Odette turned back to Melody who was looking back and forth between the two shocked. The vice grip like bite she had with her jaw released and she was free to talk.

Melody: So you both don’t care that I’m with James?

She sounded surprised, if anything she thought that they would be the ones lining her up and getting her the best lawyer money could buy to get rid of this parasite. They had been the complete opposite, they had been supportive from day one, not saying a word but not letting her do this alone.

Gabriel: I would have preferred someone else for you, but I can’t do anything about that… or can I?

A look of a man with an evil idea crossed Gabriel’s face but Odette reached out and wacked him on, a playful one of course on his shoulder. Gabriel pretended to sway backwards giving his wife the impression that she had taught him a lesson. Melody loved seeing how Gabriel and Odette interacted with each other; everyone was so used to seeing them on camera seeing them serious no one really got to see their playful side. Well apart from the Sin’s family. Odette turned back to Melody and smiled.

Odette: We won’t do anything Mel and you know that Gabriel and I will be with you every step of the way with this, no matter how it goes. If you tell him you like him, who knows he might like you back? This might be your happy ever after?

Gabriel held back a snort but Odette caught it and flashed him a death stare, he didn’t agree that this was Melody’s happy ever after he knew what guys like James were like and he didn’t like the fact that Melody was married to him but he couldn’t stop it and right now he couldn’t fix it for here either as it was in the hands of the law. Odette turned back and smiled she was hoping that Melody hadn’t caught the negativity from Gabriel thankfully she hadn’t. Melody was too busy thinking about how she was going to tell him this; hey she was still trying to work out if she actually liked him.

Melody: But we all know I’ll tell him I think I like him and he will laugh at me and break my heart.

Melody grew worried she couldn’t handle another setback like this imagine if she told and he laughed at her and then she still had to live with him for like fifty-two days? Imagine trying to face him every day? Melody had made up her mind she wasn’t going to tell him, she didn’t have to tell him.

Odette: If that’s how it goes down, I will have my shoulder at the ready for your head, tissues ready for your eyes and my ears ready to listen to your every word. You’re my world Melody, You, Gabriel and our baby I would do anything for you three... I would kill for you three.

She was being deadly serious and how did Gabriel and Melody know she was being deadly serious? Her Australian accent was at its ultimate thickness. Gabriel reached up and grabbed on to his wife’s hand and held it tightly, nodding in agreement as he would do the same for her and their baby. Melody just smiled at them both and decided to let all of this worrying leave her mind.

Gabriel: Regardless of what you decide Melody or who you pick to spend the rest of your life with romantically we will support you and I promise you if they ever hurt you I will rip their heart of out there chest and they will beg for your mercy.

Gabriel looked at Melody with a sinister smile almost as if he was already enjoying it or envisioning doing it James, he hated that kid. He was a stuck up brat but for all the wrong reasons. Odette just looked at Gabriel and with a cool confident smile she winked at him.

Odette: Let’s not forget what Despy would do to them.

Gabriel’s jaw dropped almost in shock at what his wife was suggesting. Gabriel and Odette knew exactly what Joshua would do if Melody was ever hurt by a guy he wouldn’t be able to control himself. She was his beastie. Melody just looked them both feeling nice and warm from the love and protection she was feeling in this room before smiling brightly.

Gabriel: It would be unspeakable.

The three let out a laugh, Gabriel’s was more dark out of the three, Odette’s was just out of pure enjoyment of seeing what Despy would do to someone that ever hurt Melody and Melody just laughed nervously as she felt bad for the silly person who would ever be dumb enough to break her heart.

Melody: Thanks, but I don’t really want my future husband to fear for his life if he ever hurts me.

She was being honest but Odette couldn’t let it go, she was over protective of her innocent friend Melody always had always would be. That poor guy, while Odette went to talk Gabriel was rubbing his hands together almost waiting for Melody to say what James had done this week to upset her feelings looking for a good enough reason to rip his head off just for fun.

Odette: Your future husband will love you that much that the thought of hurting you would be taboo for him it wouldn’t even be an option.

She was right, but how often was Odette Nicole Stevens wrong? Melody smiled brightly at her best friend before gently nudging into her stealing a cuddle.

***

<p style="color:#B2A1ED"> Well that was a little bit interesting, I never thought Gabriel and Odette would be so supportive of me and who I end up dating. It’s funny the ones that you think will try and change your mind end up being the most understanding. I had all this doubt in my mind that they would accept it, but hey look what just happened.

A miracle happened.

That brings me to my next topic up for discussion, doubt. Self-doubt, the feeling that you’re not good enough or that you’ll never be good enough for something or someone. For some reason doubt is all that’s flooding my mind lately, well that and James but that’s a whole other story.

Doubt is crippling, it engulfs you and it’s persistent in not stopping until it eats you alive from the inside out. Doubt makes you do things that you would never think of yourself doing. Like quitting, like giving up, like walking away, like living in fear. Do I want to quit? No. Do I want to give up? No. Do I want to walk away? Never. Do I want to live in fear? Negative. So why should I let it try and control me?

This match this Sunday against Delia shouldn’t have me thinking I’m not good enough. It should have me thinking scrap that it should have me knowing that I’m good enough to face her. She isn’t better than me, sure she might have the title sure she might be undefeated in singles competition but I am just as good as she is. She just has the shiny belt to show off; she just has the championship that helps her install fear into the Bombshell roster.

Well I say no more.

I shouldn’t let her get inside my head, I shouldn’t let her try and make me doubt myself. I am good enough and I will show her that this Sunday at Climax Control. I will prove to her, I will prove to everyone in the back, I will prove to Mark, Christian and Erik, I will prove to my fans and the Sin City Wrestling universe that I am the next face of this company. I am the next main event bombshell I want to show them that I have NO DOUBT in the back of my mind that I am the future of this business and that I have no intentions on letting someone like Delia come between myself and that. I won’t allow her to dictate my stance in the company. Not now, not ever.

If she thinks that she is just going to walk out of this one with an easy match under her belt she better forget it. My victory might not happen this week, but it will happen because mark my words I’m coming for the number one stop and I’m not going to let a monster like self-doubt stop me. I’m not going to be crippled or be put away by a myth that I have created in my own mind. I am good enough for Sin City Wrestling, I am good enough to win this Sunday I am good enough to beat Delia and I am good enough to eventually walk away with the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Championship.

Why?

Because I have NO REASON to doubt myself!

Why?

Because I have the best support group in the world!

Why?

Umm I dunno why, because my trainer tells me that I can do this?

SIKE!

I know exactly why because I know that I have the heart for this business and you know what they say a little heart only gets you so far but a whole heart a dedicated heart gets you everywhere. So screw doubt, screw it right into the ground and let it never see the light of day again because I’m over the feeling of being controlled. No one controls me, I do what I want and when I want and I want to beat Delia so I will beat Delia... I will beat this negative feeling and I will push on and become who I want to be.

The most colourful Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion that Sin City Wrestling has ever seen.

Literally, like I LOVE rainbows.

The first ever Mother of Unicorns will become

 Hello, hi, howdy... it’s me Melody!!! You’re friendly neighbourhood Unicorn lover, also I love rainbows and boy oh boy have I seen a few of those since being back on the old family farm. So you’re probably all like I wonder what the mother of Unicorn got up to this week. Well let me tell you. This week I learnt that Social Media is the devil and is a tool that can be used to hurt others / hurt yourself. Never in a million years did I see this one coming, like ever.

So at the beginning of the week I found out that I would be tagging with my best friend Despy but boy did I screw that all up with a twitter rant that has left me still without any answers? Basically I had a misunderstanding where I thought Despy was being mean with me like Gavin Stephens was and I got upset and I lashed out and I tweeted the following “I hate everyone” Do I really hate everyone? NO WAY!!! I LOVE EVERYONE!!! Some people I love just a little bit more than others but HEY that’s just life. Hear me out before you go all that’s just a typical blonde girl moment and that I Melody Grace just proved to everyone in the world that I’m just like every other twenty year old out there that can’t handle their emotions.

Over the last few weeks I have been pretty, well how can I say this? Pretty upset about some of the mean hurtful things people have been saying about me. People have been saying that I’m a home wrecker, saying that I’m stupid, saying that I’m crazy, mental, unstable, saying that my trust in others will ultimately lead to my downfall. People have been saying I’m just another blonde on the roster that we don’t need. I’m just another Barbie doll, just another plastic and that I’m just like the mean girls... but you know the random the nice one.

WELL let me be the first to say, SHUT UP! I’m FINE THE WAY I AM!!

Am I a little bit different? Yes!! I’m for one am not a home wrecker, there is nothing that any of these Sin City Wrestling boys that I find remotely attractive, yeah there are some hotties on the roster but I will NEVER mix business with pleasure. Why? Because it’s just so damn hard! Look at Gabriel and Odette, they’re like the only wrestling couple I see lasting... but that doesn’t mean they don’t have their flaws, they’re so strongly connected that every time Gabriel is hurt, Odette is hurt and guess what every time Odette is hurt Gabriel gets affected. It’s a bitter game of Russian Roulette when you mix business with pleasure; it’s something I want to keep my nose firmly out of. So sorry boys but Melody’s bakery is closed... I don’t want anyone’s married goodies near me, I don’t want anyone wrestling related near me like that... too much drama and trust me I don’t have time for that.

Now for people saying that I’m stupid... Ummmm hello have you not seen Veronica Taylor? She couldn’t even spell her own boyfriends name right on Twitter, yet I’m the stupid one? Ha-ha you people are hilarious!!! So what I say some random stuff, so what that sometimes I get a little caught up in the moment and imagine things that will never happen, I’m only human... how is me envisioning Unicorns any different from Veronica Taylor envisioning the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Championship around her waist? It’s a myth a pretty little myth but that doesn’t make me stupid or crazy it just makes me happy, just like it makes Veronica Happy pretending that she is the next big thing since Mt Fuji!

So basically say what you want to say about me, but just know that in future it’s going to be like water off a ducks back, or something like that.

I don’t care for it, I don’t have time for it, the only thing I have time for in my life is my friends and family and right now I have a great deal of them pretty pissed off at me right now. So I need to do everything in my power to fix this, I need to do everything I can to get MY DESPY BACK!! I need him and I want him in my life, he is a great deal to me and I never meant for him to think that I meant him when I said “I hate everyone” To me Despy will never be in the same category as everyone else in my eyes he is my rock, he is my best friend and I hurt him, I really hurt him. To the point where he won’t answer my calls, or my texts or even any of my messenger pigeons, Despy has gone completely off the radar. I don’t blame him, I ruined everything and crushed his Christmas spirit... I’m no better than stupid Gabriel Asar... in fact I guess I’m exactly like him.

Synn won’t even answer my calls, I have been around to the house he won’t let me see my best friend and it’s killing me. Please, please, please forgive me Synn and Joshua. You two are a big part of my life and without you both in it, I’m nothing. I’m the day time sky without a sun, the night without any stars and a river without any water. It’s like Batman has lost his Robin, I don’t want to lose my Batman so I have to fight for him. I have to fight for him to come back and so I can get back into his life.

Please Mr Synn Sir please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You don’t understand why I got so angry, you don’t understand why I got so sad. Please let me explain!! Please, please, please!!!

I don’t want to live another moment without my Sin family.

Not a single one.

***

Opening up inside Odette and Gabriel’s multimillion dollar mansion Melody Grace can be found pacing back and forth in front of the roaring fire place pacing as her arms are wrapped around her tiny body. Her face that is normally filled with happiness is covered in redness as her eyes are bugging out of her head, all puffy from crying. Her long blonde hair is a mess as she is dressed in the most hideous tracksuit she could find. She was in mourning. Mourning over a lost friendship. Sitting in the same room was Odette and Gabriel who were staring up at Melody with concerned looks on their faces as Melody just continued to weep.  

Odette: Melody, calm down!!! What on earth is going on here?

Melody stopped pacing and turned to look back at her female best friend and Gabriel. They could tell by the look in her eyes this wasn’t going to be a good night for any of them. Gabriel held onto Odette tightly as she rested her hands on her baby bump protecting it from lord knows what, she was just fascinated by it all.

Melody: He hates me, he really hates me!!!

Throwing her hands up in the air Melody huffed loudly she was defeated.

Odette: I doubt that he hates you!

Odette’s accent was song like but Melody couldn’t find any type of hope to cling on to from Odette’s statement. She knew that she had messed up and ruined everything the moment Synn went crazy protective dad against her.  

Melody: I said something bad and he hates me!!

Melody turned back to the fireplace, whipping the tears as the flooded her face. The ends of her jumper were wet from tears but she didn’t care. She didn’t care about any of this; all she wanted was him back.

Gabriel: Just give it time Mel, he will come around!

Even Gabriel’s tone wasn’t convincing her, he knew more than anyone else in this room that Synn would probably never let Melody speak to Joshua again. He was just caught in the middle trying to keep both parties happy.

Melody: You of all people know what Synn is like, he will never let me talk to Despy ever again!!!

Gabriel hand came up to cover his eyes that were stating the very obvious that Melody was right, if he knew Synn like he knew Synn like a father Melody was in for a long rocky road to nowhere.

Odette: Synn let me back in the family!

Oh Odette she was trying to find a silver lining to all of this but Melody just bit back. Right now she had an answer to everything, just none of them were positive.

Melody: But you’re different, you’re the love of Gabriel’s life... I’m the outsider... he will never let me have Despy back in my life... it was just a stupid over reaction!!

Running her hands through her hair once more Melody’s hazel eyes just looked at both of them sadly while Gabriel adjusted himself in his seat trying to get comfortable.

Odette: Well care to explain what happened?

She could feel both sets of eyes looking up at her; this was her moment to explain what happened on her end. This was the moment she had wanted to explain to Despy and Synn but they wouldn’t let her come close. They wouldn’t answer her calls, emails, texts... pigeons you name it and Melody Grace was trying to send it their way.

Melody: I said on twitter that Gavin wasn’t my type as in my type for like a boyfriend material and then the first tweet I saw from Despy had something like real or fake one... and I thought Despy was talking about my type in men. I thought he was being a bit mean to me.

More tears streamed down her face as she sniffled her way through her story while Gabriel couldn’t help himself he had to step in.

Gabriel: Why on earth do you think Despy of all people would be mean to you?

He was stern he was trying to make a valid point that Melody Grace couldn’t understand right now, but it was his duty to make her see it.

Melody: Because everyone is mean to me!

Another set of fresh tears rolled down her face as she thought back to every mean thing people had ever said to her. A loud sigh left her lips as she spun around and stared into the flames of the fireplace, wanting to join them as they flickered away to ash. She needed to disappear just like them; she couldn’t hurt anyone if she wasn’t around.

Odette: So Gabriel and I are mean to you?

Her Aussie accent grew stronger as Odette had gotten up off the couch and made her way over to Melody reaching out she spun her around so that Melody was looking directly into her eyes.

Melody: No, not like that!!! I mean like everyone apart from the Sins is mean to me... well Rage is mean but he is just a big meanie to everyone.

Melody ducked into Odette’s chest looking for comfort that Mother Stevens was only too happy to provide. Was Odette angry at Melody? Probably but was she going to snap at her? No she saw Melody as her sister, someone that she needs to protect and right now she needed protection just as much as Joshua did.

Gabriel: So if everyone BUT the Sins is mean to you why did you think Despy was being mean to you?

Gabriel watched as Odette stroked her hands through Melody’s tangled hair trying to soothe her, he was trying to get to the bottom of this to see if there was any way he could help close the gap between Melody and Despy. It was going to be a huge challenge but right now he didn’t need this type of drama in his life, the sooner it was gone, the sooner everything returned back to normal the sooner her could focus on his big match on Sunday.  

Melody: Because Gabriel I had a really tough week I faced three other girls with Team Super Sprinkles...

Looking over at her big brother by association Melody’s eyes looked straight into his so he could see that she was telling the truth, she wasn’t playing games with him she wasn’t trying to play the victim she was really upset about what she was saying.

Odette: We don’t need to hear the full team name or we will be up all night...

Gabriel had to stop himself from laughing as he shot Odette a look, he knew what she was getting at but it went right over Melody’s head.

Melody: Oh, well... they all said I was a home wrecker and that I was nothing and that I was a loser and that I was mental.

AS Melody went down her list her eyes filled up with tear once again, she blinked rapidly releasing them as she cried. Odette continued to hold her closely her motherly instinct kicking into help her. She knew in the back of her mind that this would result in a conversation between herself and Synn after all she was the one that brought Melody Grace into the fold.

Odette: And are you any of these things?

Stepping back from Melody, Odette’s hand rested on her arms as she forced Melody to look up into her green eyes to answer her.

Melody: No!

She hoped that sounded sincere because right now Melody didn’t exactly know what she was other than a monster that just killed her entire world.

Gabriel: Then why do you let them get to you?

Gabriel was playing role of Father perfectly as he and Odette both grilled Melody for answers but in a respectful manner. Gabriel knew that he would have to deal with Synn as well; he was just hoping he could share some light on the situation.

Melody: Because I just want people to be nice to me, is that so hard? When did this world become so bitter and full of rude people?

Looking back and forth between Odette and Gabriel, Melody poured out her feelings. She just wanted to be accepted, how could she not? After years of living on a farm surrounded by her family that were never negative only positive how could she not see the world as harsh and angry now since she had become independent? She has never had to deal with this type of reality and it was getting to her. It was her weakness, not being liked was like a razor gliding over her skin, just playing there like a fiddle.  

Odette: Sadly it’s always been this way honey!

Odette could understand why Melody took negativity to hard. Let’s be honest when she walked into Sin City Wrestling she was just as bright and bubbly as Mel, but after a time it faded away. Looking down at Melody who was cuddling into her chest Odette sighed, she didn’t want Melody to lose her positive outlook on the world and she would have to try harder to keep her in her safe positive place. Gabriel looked at his wife and frown it was as if he knew what she was thinking; she was thinking that she was failing Melody.

Melody: Well I hate it.... I HATE IT!!!

Melody’s outburst snapped Gabriel and Odette out of their train of thought as they both just looked back at the twenty year old and sighed almost on cue. This was going to be a tricky one to explain, this was going to be a long road to recovery but they had to get her there.

Gabriel: Easy with the H word, after all that’s what got you into this miss to begin with.

Gabriel smirked as Odette narrowed her eyes at him as if to warn him, while Melody Grace just removed herself from Odette and walked over towards Gabriel. Looking into his eyes she sobbed once again.

Melody: What can I do Gabe; I need to fix this I have to fix?

Gabriel looked up at his blonde friend and then back over to his wife who was making her way over to the chair. Taking a seat beside her husband once more she nodded at him as they spoke without words.

Gabriel: I think it’s time you sat down... O and I have to tell you something.

Tapping the bit of chair between himself and his wife Gabriel looked at Melody whose bottom lip just uncontrollably trembled.

Melody: I’m never getting him back am I?

Fresh tears rolled down her face as she sobbed out loud, her breathing increasing as she started to hyperventilate. She was lost without him, he was her best friend and she had ruined it all.  

Odette: Shh Mel, we will help you fix that but right now you need to sit down and listen.

Reaching up Odette grabbed onto Melody’s hand and pulled her down to the chair gently, Melody did what she was told and took a seat between Odette and Gabriel while the husband and wife team just looked at each other. Whipping her face once more with her jumper Melody looked at them both sheepishly not knowing where this was going to go, she was already accepting defeat inside her broken torn shattered little heart. It took a while for Gabriel and Odette to say something, as they both knew what they were about to tell her could very much rock the boat even more in her world. Gabriel reached across the chair and grabbed a tissue from the table that was beside the couch and handed it to Melody. Taking the tissue she balled it up into her fist and tucked her knees into her chest hugging onto herself for comfort. She knew it was coming and it was going to be a tidal wave of bad news.

-TAG-

Plays fancy music as you read Despy’s promo...

La, la. La, La! Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamborghini!!!!

Oh boy how did that get in here?

LAMBORGHINI!!!

-TAGS BACK IN-

Odette: Melody please say something, anything!

Melody was just looking at Odette processing everything that they had both told her. Her mind racing at a million miles per hour, how didn’t she know all this? Why didn’t anyone tell her sooner?

Gabriel: Mel, what’s wrong?

She was pale like ghost like pale, standing up from the couch she looked back down at them and didn’t say a word for now she was still trying to process it all. Turning to look at the fireplace once again she sighed but wiped her tears from her face and through her snotty tissues into the fire watching them go up in flames. Turning around Melody’s sad look on her face had melted down to nothing but sheer determination.

Melody: He needs me now more than ever!!!!

With a stomp of her right foot she was off towards the door, she didn’t care what she looked like or what time it was she was going to go get her best friend back. As she got closer to the door she headed towards the bowl that had her car keys in it near the coat rack.

Odette: Melody Grace where are you going?

Grabbing her keys Melody didn’t bother turning back she had a plan in her mind and she was going to go through with it.

Melody: To get MY Despy back!

Her voice wasn’t broken it wasn’t harsh it was just filled with confidence. Her buddy needed her right now because granted she did hurt him but that’s what friends do they go to friends when friends need help. Even though Melody created this mess she was going to fix it and she was going to fix it now.

Gabriel: It’s like ten pm, we can deal with this tomorrow.

Turning back to Gabriel her hazel eyes locked on his as they were surrounded by a blaze of blood shot glory, while her mouth arched up with a smile. It was game time.

Melody: No it ends today!

With that dramatic line said out loud and proud Melody spun on the balls of her feet and headed towards the door, opening it she dashed out of it before they could spot her. Meanwhile Odette was looking at Gabriel confused while Gabriel had a smirk from ear to ear; this was going to be fantastic. Fantastically awful.

Odette: Jesus Christ, you call Synn and I’ll go get our coats!!

Getting up from the couch slowly but in a rush at the same time the pregnant Odette headed towards the door while Gabriel looked around the room for his phone. Finally finding it Gabriel headed over towards Odette now looking for his car keys.

Gabriel: This is exactly why I don’t want a girl.

Turning on her heels Odette looked back at Gabriel with a serious look on her face, she couldn’t believe that he would say that to her, right now.

Odette: Excuse me?

He couldn’t hold back his smile he was joking right?

Gabriel: Light hearted humour to ease the tension?

Of course he was joking he was trying to ease the tension for his pregnant wife who was no doubt in a world of stress over their blonde friend who has just bounced out the door like a leg of ham about to be tossed into the lion’s den.

Odette: You’re a dag! Now call Synn and warn him!

Gabriel followed Odette out the door and the two “rushed” down the stairs and over towards the separate garage all the while Gabriel didn’t call Synn as he knew that maybe just maybe Melody was lucky enough to pull over a crazy Christmas Miracle after all. Plus even if she did go in there and things did hit the fan they were right behind her ready to protect both Despy and Melody from anything bad happening.

***

Knock, knock, knock!

Melody stood at the front door of Synn, Despy, Angel and Theresa’s house, she was knocking like crazy.

Knock, knock, knock!

It was cold outside and she was wearing tear soaked clothes but she didn’t care she kept knocking on the wooden door.

Knocky, knock, knock!

Another minute passed and she didn’t see any light come on inside the house so she tried again, but this time she rang the door bell.

Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong!

Her right index finger was working overtime as she continued to press it, finally seeing a light flick on inside the house.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

After her final play on the doorbell Melody ran and hid in the bushes next to the front door as the door cracked open and out walked the tall man known as Synn. Melody’s covered her mouth with her own hands and took one last breath in as he stepped out onto the front porch.

Synn: This better be fucking good.

He couldn’t see anyone so he took another step outside as Melody just stood there frozen, she needed him to take a few more steps out.

Synn: Hello?

He did just as she had planned in her head, almost forgetting her plan in a moment of greatness Melody slipped past Synn and entered the house uninvited, boy oh boy was she going to be in trouble.

Synn: I’m not in the mood for pranks!

Synn turned back around but Melody has already scootered off out of sight into their large house bee-lining straight for Despayre’s bedroom. She didn’t even knock, she didn’t have time to knock she just opened the door and closed it gently. Her plan didn’t have any motions from this point forward so she was just looking at the boy that she wanted to see who was sitting up in his bed looking at her, his face instantly filled with sadness as he clung onto Angel tightly.

Despy: How did you get in here?

He’s words were bitter towards her and she understood that but she couldn’t give up she was here now.

Melody: Despy I’m sorry from all of my heart, please forgive me?

Walking towards him she made her way in his bed her knees touching the sides of it as she looked over towards him, he could tell that she had been crying but he was too angry, upset and hurt to show too much concern for her right now.

Despy: Dad’s going to be really mad with you!

Looking down at Angel he squeezed onto him tighter as Melody looked at him tears starting to well up in her eyes but she held them back.

Melody: I don’t care Despy, please! I didn’t mean to hurt you!! I didn’t mean you, when I said those horrible things. I thought you said I had an invisible boyfriend.

She was trying to explain but the apple didn’t fall far from the tree as Despy just turned away from her to look out the window.

Despy: I think you should leave.

Melody stomped her foot but she did it quietly she couldn’t risk Synn finding her or he would kill her.

Melody: I’m not leaving without knowing you’re my bestest friend.

Walking around his bed Melody made Despy look at her, every time he looked away she would move into his line of sight. Despy let out a sigh as he ran his fingers through Angel’s fur.

Despy: Angel says you should go now before Dad gets up the stairs and finds you here.

He was protecting her? Maybe there was still a chance?

Melody! Despy, please. I didn’t mean to hurt you! It was all a big huge misunderstanding. Please!! I’ll do anything!! Anything!!! Please!!!

It was like she had just said the magic word as Despy turned towards her with a slight smirk upon his face.

Despy: Anything?

Melody just nodded but she knew that Joshua needed to hear her say it again.

Melody: Anything!!!

There was a knock on the door and a sound of a male voice coming from behind it.

Synn: Joshua who are you talking to?

It was Synn, Melody looked for a hiding spot and the best she could find was under Despy’s bed. She had thought she had hidden herself in time but the door swung open and in walked Synn who could see her two little white feet hanging out from underneath the bed.

Melody: Eeeep.

Trying to keep quiet Melody bit down on her bottom lip but it was no use the man of the house had found her and was now standing at her feet.

Synn: Ms Grace, I ought too.

His voice was loud and booming he was pissed, like mega pissed and she knew this could be the very last moment she would ever see or have in her life. Crawling out from under the bed Melody looked up at Synn and back over to Despy who was giving her the “I told you so stare” she swallowed dryly and let out a big sigh before she turned back to Synn and started to rant.

Melody: I had to, I had to do the two step shuffle past you I had to come into your house I had to I had to I don’t care if you call the police I had to come see Despy and you wouldn’t let me... he had to know it was a big misunderstanding and that I didn’t mean it. I don’t care what you do to me because I just needed to tell him and I needed to tell you. Throw me out... get me fired, take me to jail I don’t care. Despy needs to know that he is my best friend and I really hope I can be his again too...

Tears streamed down her face as she looked at Despy and then back to Synn who still had that murderous father stare in his eyes.

Melody:I’m not the best, best friend in history but I promise that I’ll do better. I promise that I will never ever, ever hurt him again because he needs me and I need him. Synn do your worse because no matter what you do or what you make me do or where you get me sent to I will always have Despy’s back and I will always the bestest yet slightly baddest bestie that this town has ever seen in its twenty years of living. Him and I need to stick together...

She was running out of voice as fear now started to consume her she was in trouble, big trouble like I’m not too sure how she is going to get out of this trouble. Synn took a step towards her and Melody closed her eyes she was waiting for his worse after all she had just basically begged for it. Despy and Angel looked at Synn and Melody unsure of what was going to happen as he just held Angel a little tighter.

Synn: Are you done Ms Grace?

Huh? Maybe he was going to let he say her bit? Maybe not? Melody was all sorts of confused as she looked up at him scared. Not knowing what to say or do next she just backed away from him, she could feel the hate seeping from his skin like the heat from the sun.

Melody: Yes... wait... no... I don’t know... I was on a role and you kind of interrupted me so now I don’t know anymore... all I know is that I’m sorry, really sorry. I just hope that’s enough... wait it will never be enough I just wanted you both to hear it from me in person. Joshua and Angel mean the entire universe to me and I don’t want to lose him, please.

Her hazel eyes filled with tears as they poured down her face in a mixture of emotions, fear, sadness, confusion and hopefulness.

-TAG-

Did he kill me or didn’t he? We will never know... oh wait I’m here so I must be alive... or am I dead? ooooh what a clothes hanger...

Ohh I mean cliff hanger!

Just go watch Despy’s promo!

Shut up!! I am smart!!!! I swears!!!

***

This week I get to tag with my best buddy in the whole wide world, and we are taking on the team of Caleb and Veronica Taylor. I can’t say anything against Caleb as he has been pretty nice to me since day one... but Veronica on the other hand... boy oh boy what a first class cow... that is going to lead to slaughter this week when I finally get my hands on her... girls like her need to be taught a lesson and I can’t wait to be her teacher.

She’s a “Mean girl” trust me the only thing mean about her is her poorly applied eyeliner.

I’m going to teach Veronica that in this world you either sink or swim and this Sunday she is going drowning.

She can say whatever she wants about me, that I’m ugly, that I’m jealous, that I’m basic but trust me cupcake...

I’m better than you regardless of what you say about me and I will prove it this Sunday...

This Sunday NICE beats Mean!!!

Nice always beats mean...

Melody VS the Mean Girls will be finally at

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Despy and I have this covered... why? Because, we’re that awesome.

Merry Christmas Veronica Taylor but trust me you have been very naughty and this year you may have got Giani but soon you’ll be getting a personal black eye from yours truly... and a lump of coal from the big guy next week.

See you Sunday VT!!!

 <p style="color:#B2A1ED">Wow it’s been a while I mean it been a full two weeks since I have spoken to you all. I have missed you and I hope Sin City Wrestling doesn’t keep us apart for that long ever, EVER again. I know I know everyone needs to get a fair share on the Climax Control card but I don’t want to be away from my Melephants for that length of time ever again. Plus I was on a roll in the ring and now what happens if two weeks off has ruined that? Oh boy, the horror!

So this week I find myself teaming up with a family member from the Sins. I mean take a guess at who it is? It’s Rage… RAGE!!! Rage off all of the members he was the one that Mark, Erik and Chris tags me with? He like hates me… okay well he doesn’t hate me but he doesn’t exactly like me either. I don’t understand why it’s not like I have ever done anything to hurt him. Gabriel tells me not to take it personally he says that Rage doesn’t truly like anyone because he is big angry pile of man flesh. All I know is that he better not get angry with me on Sunday night because I’ll smack him upside the head, well let’s be honest I won’t be able to reach that far but I’m sure I could talk Gabriel into doing it for me.

Seriously though why did they have to pick Rage? They could have tagged me with Despy I mean that would make more sense I mean he’s my tag team partner in all things trouble. We would have made an awesome team, plus Despy’s my dream tag team partner, why did the bosses have to be so mean and tag me with my nightmare. They could have tagged me up with Gabriel Stevens as well I mean he is basically my brother that would have made more sense than Rage… Sprinkles on a snow cone even tagging me with someone like JT would have made more sense than this, but no.

I have to team with Rage, who has already said on Twitter that I better not screw this up for him. Screw this up how could I screw this up? Oh that’s right because I’m friends with our opponents… well I’m friendly with Gabriel Asar… I don’t really know how to take his sister yet but I guess she’s okay. It breaks my little heart knowing that this Sunday I will be standing across the six sided ring looking at Gabriel and I will have to do everything in my power to not let the Nutella of my life win this match. Why? He can’t win because I can’t let Rage down, I can’t let the Sins down and because I can’t let myself down. As much as I love Gabriel and he’s my Nutella I have to try my hardest to topple his sister. Not only that but I have to protect him from Rage.

Rage is a stone cold vicious animal he will want to rip Gabriel limb from limb and I don’t want to witness that. Rage has already hurt Gabe I don’t want that to happen again. My Nutella needs his arms and legs. Plus I don’t want to witness body parts flying around; I don’t have the stomach for it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not on Gabriel’s side in this little feud that he and Rage have going on… in fact I’m on no one’s side because they both mean so much to me. It’s just hard seeing them wanting to rip each other apart, like surely they could become friends right? Right?

Why does this always happen to me? I become friends with someone and they end up fighting with someone who is close to me. Like Gabriel and Rage, Drake and Gabriel, JT and his gang are fighting with the Sins. I’m like the meat in the middle of so many sandwiches. Then to top it all off I have Despy who is my best pal hanging around Delia who hates me… and to be honest I don’t really like her either… she was mean to Misty and Odette. I’m pretty sure she even tried to sink her claws in Gabriel at one time and I was like oh heck no you French bulldog. Keep your hands away from MY best friends boyfriend you frog leg eating mole face. But I remained true to myself and was the perfect lady and kept my mouth closed, which is really rare for me normally I just left my feelings fly but I knew that Gabriel and Odette must have been up to something for him to even want to hang around Delia to start with. After all I know what Gabriel thinks about French people and it’s not very high.

Speaking of Misty… did you see Roxi and I last Sunday trying to get her to join Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United? She didn’t seem to keen, but trust me this week at Climax Control were going to get her to sign her soul over to us. I mean why wouldn’t she want to team with us? We offer candy, hugs, kisses and all things sugar and spice and everything nice… what true girls are made out of. Right now she feels alone, she feels lost but listen to me Misty we’re here for you we will save you, we will help you and we will give you the strength that you need to take on Delia and win. Sometimes even the greatest in this business fall down its how they bounce back up is the main thing and right now Misty is bobbing around with her head out of water but she is still claiming she is drowning. I won’t let you drown Misty… Because I am Super Lifeguard Melody and guess what boo? I’m on duty. Also I look killer in a red one piece but that’s another story for another time.

Okay enough blabbering on for now; it’s time to show you what I have been up to this week. I love you all be safe, look after one another and remember the Mother of unicorns has got your back, Jack.

***

Rage: I can’t believe they have me teamed with you?

Opening up inside Gabriel and Odette’s Vegas home Rage’s voice can be heard as he stands inside the middle of their home gym looking at Melody Grace who is standing inside the life size wrestling ring.

Rage: Like seriously what were they thinking?

Melody is clearly in a world of her own as she is seen spinning around, her hands out as if she is dancing with someone ballroom style. Rage is wearing just a pair of loose black Nike shorts, his feet covered by a pair of sneakers. In his hands is a skipping rope that he starts to pound the floor with as he undertakes his warm up.

Rage: Are you even paying attention to me right now?

Noticing that Melody is far away from here he barks out at her causing Melody to almost fall over in her flawless dance rehearsal. Looking back over her shoulder the bubbly blonde flashes Rage a quick smile.

Melody: Uh yeah sure, I’ll have a cup of tea, white with one please.

Turning back to face the mirrored wall Melody continues her waltz, her short yellow dress is flowing with every movement her body creates. The Californian bombshell ignores Rage as his nostrils flare as he tosses the skipping rope over towards the wall in anger.

Rage: MELODY!!!

Feeling the ring bounce under her feet Melody turns around to see Rage right behind her. Looking up at him with a cheeky grin on her face she tilts her head to the side before yelling back at him.

Melody: RAGE!!!

Reaching out he puts his hands on top of her shoulders lightly shaking her, as if to bring her back to reality. Melody shrugs his hands away while poking her tongue out in disgust.

Rage: This is serious, I need you to focus!

Rage looked down at her, seeing that she wasn’t even dressed for her training day with him. His hands made big frying pan sized fists by his side as he shook his head at her. Melody could tell that he wasn’t pleased with her, he didn’t want her for a partner she was a liability. How wasn’t she? She was new to wrestling and she was best friends with one of their competitors this week. Rage needed to snap Melody back into reality he needed Melody to focus on the match, not just for him but for her.

Melody: But you’re so boring, why do I need to focus?

Faking a yawn Melody flicked a long lock of her blonde hair over her shoulder. She wasn’t normally like this, she was normally bubbly and happy go lucky. There was something about Rage that put a dampener on her mood; she was never sure on how he would react. Seeing that he was in a foul mode like always Melody had decided to play off of it, to see how angry she could get him.

Rage: We have a big match coming up on Sunday and I need your full attention.

Being open and honest with her Rage extended his hands to his side displaying to her that he was here to train. Melody let out a sigh and just shook her head from side to side.

Melody: And you’ll have my full attention on Sunday but right now I’m practising my Vietnamese Waltz.

Rage couldn’t believe his ears as Melody spoke to him and then he almost couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched her twirl around on the balls of her feet and restart her dance training. Lifting his right hand up Rage pulled on her right shoulder breaking her concentration.

Rage: We’re here to train.

His nostrils flared once more as Melody just looked at him over her shoulder, her blonde hair cascading down around them. Her hazel eyes locked on his as she spoke seriously to him.

Melody: I am training you big baboon.

Shaking him off once more Melody went to go back to her dance but Rage stepped around her, stealing her attention. The tall bulk of muscle over shadowed Melody as she looked up at him. She should have been scared, she should have been intimidated but she knew that Rage would never lay a violent hand on her. As much as she annoyed him, he was her protector he was her family.

Rage: Wrestling training not dancing training.

Melody stopped dancing around and sighed once more, she was defeated. Looking away from him her both lip pouted outwards as she sulked.

Melody: And why would I need to train?

Turning back to Rage she looked at him as he took his time in responding, making sure to choose the right words so he didn’t have her running up stairs crying to Odette and Gabriel getting him in the bad books.

Rage: So you know what the HELL you need to do on Sunday.

Great choice of words Rage. Melody’s hands flung up to her hips as she stomped the hard canvas under her bare sole. She screwed up her nose as she spoke to him infuriated at him.

Melody: I know what I have to do on Sunday, don’t let Jemma pin me it seems pretty straight forward.

Arching his right eyebrow Rage was almost impressed by Melody’s very rare outburst of anger. Looking down at her with a hint of pride in his eyes he half smirked as he continued to prod this new side of her seeing how far he could get her to the verge of snapping.

Rage: That’s what you think your job is?

Trying to keep his facial expressions down to a minimum Rage watched as Melody now paced back and forth in front of him in the ring. Thinking about her response the blonde bombshell made sure that what she was about to say would make sense to save herself from embarrassment.

Melody: Well that’s what I get paid for so um yes?

She raised her right eyebrow at him, hoping that was the right answer but without even hesitating Rage bit back. His voice deepening as he tried to coach the darker side of Melody out.

Rage: You need to focus Melody, I’m not playing around we have to win this Sunday.

He was making her think that if they lost it would be her fault and that wasn’t sitting well with her. Not one little bit. Melody looked at him with disbelief in her eyes. She went to open her mouth to say something but no words came out, narrowing her eyes at him she huffed. Did he seriously think that if they lost it was all on her? Her hands moved from her hips as her left hand dragged through her hair in discomfort her right hand flung up, her index finger was pointed at the ready as she pushed it into his chest.

Melody: Or what?

She was waiting for him to say it; he had to say it out loud to confirm everything that she was thinking. She hoped that he wouldn’t say it but she knew Rage, she knew him too well. He was going to say it and it was going to crush her like a bug.

Rage: Or I’ll be extremely pissed off if you cost us the match.

There it was he had said it and it had hurt just as much as she had anticipated. Her teeth snapped shut as she held back a growl, she was angry. He had done it; he had proved to her that she could get there. Wait... what? Taking a step back for a Moment Melody’s thought raced around her mind at a million miles per minute, he was playing her like a fiddle and he was winning. Her hazel eyes locked with his as she withdrew her index finger from his chest and placed her arms back down to her side.

Melody: Me? Excuse me I’m on a winning streak thank you very much, it’s you that will cause us to lose, you and your bad mean temper.

Smiling, she knew that one would sting a little. She hoped that it would. I mean eyes for an eye right? Melody watched as Rage just looked down at her he didn’t even flinch. He had his poker face down pat.

Rage: Stop playing around we have to train, so go and get changed.

Rage walked off towards the ropes and he started to check them over, he had to make sure everything was in order as he would hate to hurt her as much as it would bring him immense pleasure to do so.

Melody: I’m not training with you, I have a trainer and he is fabulous so why would I have to train with you?

Rage turned back at her and growled she was going to make this difficult, of course she was. Melody looked at him her face was serious. She didn’t want to train with him she didn’t see the need. The fact that he had hurt her wasn’t helping his cause either.

Rage: Because I’m your damn tag team partner this week.

Turning back towards the ropes Rage adjusted their tightness making sure they were fixed; it had been a while since anyone had used this ring. It was manly reserved for Odette when she and Gabriel would go over new moves when she was just getting into wrestling. Since her pregnancy announcement the ring barely got a second look, even from Gabriel who decided to travel to Synn’s house to train.

Melody: Stop reminding me.

Her hands flew up in the air as she fobbed him off she was disappointed. Just as Rage was about to spit out something nasty towards Melody a loud cough was heard from the doorway. Both Rage and Melody turned back a smirk crossed Rage’s face while Melody’s jaw dropped.

Synn: Knock it off the both of you.

Turning back to Rage Melody squared her eyes at him.

Melody: Eeep, who called in the big man?

She said it in just above a whisper but Rage still caught it. Of course he did and he was going to bringing it up and let everyone know that he was the mastermind behind it all.

Rage: I did because I knew you were going to be difficult.

Letting out a rare chuckle Rage turned back to ring ropes while Melody headed towards the side to exit. After all she had to go and get changed because Synn was now holding the training session. Melody had to be on her best behaviour as she was trying to prove to Synn that she was in fact a saint and that she would do anything to stay in his good books.

Melody: I’m not difficult, fine… let’s just get this over and done with.

As Melody walked across the room she headed towards the door where Synn was standing, heading off towards her bedroom to pick out some training clothes. She didn’t make it very far as a very hyper Despy and Angel pushed pass his Dad and tumbled into Melody.

Despy: Yay!!! Let’s all train together!!!!

Melody caught Despy in her arms and the two collided in a massive hug. By two, I clearly meant three as Angel had no choice in the matter as he was squashed in between the two of them. The two started to jump and down excitedly.

Melody: DESPY!!!! OH MY GOD YES!!!!

While Melody and Despy celebrated their training time, Melody was thankful that she wasn’t going to be left alone in a room with just Rage and Synn. Breakings up their Hug Melody quickly dashed off out of the room to go get changed while Rage turned to Synn with a pained look on his face.

Rage: I told you to leave him at home.

A smirk crossed Synn’s face as he just shrugged his shoulders while his unmistakeable voice took over.

Synn: I thought I did.

Despy just stood beside his Father and smiled as he clutched onto Angel in his hands. Today had just gone from Melody’s worst nightmare to just another day in paradise with Despy by her side.

***

<p style="color:#B2A1ED">OH MY GOD! I can’t believe that I had to train with Rage. He is stinky like seriously and all he did was huff out of his nose at me all the time. He is like the big brother that I never had, but I can never do anything right by him. I still love him though I wish he would just cut me a little slack. I know what I’m doing out there. I get that I’m new to the wrestling world but trust me I know what I’m doing my trainer made damn sure of it before he even let me apply for a position on the Bombshell roster. Trust me. Trust his decision. He knows Mark, Christian and Erik very well he knew what they were looking for so he was careful when he gift wrapped me. It took a while for the bosses to come around but once they all saw me in the ring they just knew that he was right. I have all the confidence in the world with my trainer, more than what I have in myself at times. So if he says that I can win this tag team match on Sunday I know that I can win it. He is the best of the best I mean why would he lie to me?

Training wasn’t all that bad I mean I did have Despy there as well, he was really helpful. Like when Synn was explaining something Despy just knew how to explain it in terms that I understood. He should totally be my second trainer. All day they kept asking me who is training me but I can’t tell them not now anyways he wants it to be a secret so that people don’t judge me. I don’t really understand what he is worried about but I have to do what he tells me. He’s my trainer. I can’t wait til you all find out though it’s going to be super amazing I mean we already have the entrance planned out… well I do. Eeep don’t tell him.

I really learnt a lot from Synn, Despy and yes even Rage. I mean I still have a bit to learn but I’m getting there. I’m very excited to be in my first ever tag team match even if my partner has next to no faith in me that gives me a chance to prove him wrong and shut him up for good. Synn told me to use it as motivation so that’s what I’m going to do. If there is anything that I’m good at, it’s performing when under the influence of motivation. I would do anything to prove people wrong, well almost anything let’s not get carried away. Plus Despy promised me that if we win he will take me out for ice-cream.

I feel like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders this week. I’m going up against the new comer Jemma. I know nothing about her, but lucky her she will have an insight about me. She will be able to look back at tapes and know how I work inside the ring. That’s why I need to lift my game and become unpredictable I can’t give her anything that she thinks she might already know about me. I have to be sneaky. I’m pretty good at being sneaky I mean look at me? Who would blame me for anything? No one because I have a face of an angel and the voice to match…

Not only am I facing Jemma but across from me on the ring apron I will have to see Gabriel Asar and he is so nice to me. I guess this is what they mean when they say the wrestling business is tough. This week will surely tug on my heart strings as I fight on the line between family and friends. It’s family first tho and I have always said I will do whatever it talks to support my family and by doing this I have to ignore the friendship between Gabriel and I for one night. I know I can do this; I have to do this for myself and Rage. Plus I need to make sure that Roxi and Misty stop and take notice so they know that they can count on me when we finally become Team Super Sprinkles.

I have a lot of doubt to overcome this week; I have a lot of people I have to prove wrong. I have to show Rage what I can do, I have to show Gabriel what I can do, I have to take Jemma out of the picture and make sure that she doesn’t tarnish my winning streak. I have to show Synn that I learnt something from today. I have to prove my worth to Roxi and Misty but more importantly I have to show my Melephants that I can do this. I need them and they know it. I’m not just some air headed girl from St. Helena California I’m a fighter. I have to show the bosses that I want the top gold and that I’m willing to work my butt off to get to it. All of this in the space of our wrestling match… I have a lot of work to do on Sunday… so much so that not even I can comprehend it and I’m the one doing the heavy lifting.

***

Melody: Hello is anyone home? Mom… Dad?

Melody stood in the doorway of a large wooden country home. Looking around the big beautiful entrance of the house Melody instantly felt at home. Why wouldn’t she? This was the house that she was born in, she grew up in and she went to school in. There wasn’t an inch in this house that Melody didn’t know, she had explored it all even though her Mother always had hidden surprises around the place Melody could remember each and every single one of them.  

Mother: Yes honey we’re home, we’re in the kitchen.

Walking up the long hallway Melody couldn’t wait to see her Mother. Ever since she was a little girl she had always had the best relationship with her. They were inseparable I guess that’s the price you pay when you’re rarely allowed out of the family farm yard. Melody turned left and skipped into the kitchen her large Tony Bianco heels clicking across the wooden floor boards as she bounced towards her parents quickly .The sound of the bottom of her heels dragging across the hardwood floors was enough to bring a tear to her Father’s eye. He was a wood man everything in this house was generations old; it was his pride and joy and he had a family responsibility to look after it.

Father: Well if it isn’t my little superstar how are you going kid?

Pulling her in for a hug Melody’s Dad held onto her tightly. He wasn’t very old in fact he looked like he was just in his late forties. He was wearing a pair of old worn jeans and a chequered cowboy shirt. Melody wasn’t surprised it was what he always wore.

Melody: I’m fine Dad, thanks for asking.

As he let her go he quickly kissed the top of his little girl’s head, grateful that she had finally come home after months of being away.

Father: You know you could call us more than you do?

Turning back to look at her old man’s face she smiled, she knew he was right. There was just something about him that she couldn’t get past. He was loving and gentle with her like every Father should be, but he was also cold and relentless at times.

Melody: I know I know.

Turning away from her Father Melody headed into towards her Mother who was standing in the middle of the kitchen her hands deep in the kitchen sink as she washed the dishes.

Mother: Oh Russell leave her alone, she’s just walked in the door. Now honey, tell me what’s it like being all famous and stuff?

Everything about Melody was clearly given to her by her Mother. Her mom was a bombshell blonde, with the clearest hazel eyes in town. Melody was simply the spit out of her Mother’s mouth... the two could be confused as sisters as they stood side by side. Melody approached her and rested her head on her Mother’s shoulder while her mom continued to clean away.

Melody: I’m far from famous Mom!

Melody watched as her Mother placed her hands into the soapy water with her very expensive jewellery on like it was nothing. She wasn’t at all worried or concerned, this is where they we’re different. Melody’s Mother was a rebel in her teens, that’s why she was a lot easier on her that her old man. However she had decided to marry into the Carpenter family and by doing so that meant hanging up her rebellious ways. While Melody was more innocent, well she used to be that was until she stumbled into the life of Odette Stevens.  

Mother: Nonsense my little girl is on Television that makes her the next big thing to me.

Turning to face her little girl Melody’s Mom kisses her daughter on the cheek happy to see that she was at home.

Russell: Well I don’t know about her being the next big thing Cheryl… I mean she would be making more money if she stayed here on the farm but hey she’s made up her mind.

And here it was. This was the side of her Father Melody hated. Every time she would come home he would pull the same old routine.

Melody: Geez well that didn’t take long.

Russell pulled up a seat behind the large breakfast bar looking over towards the two females in his life as he rested his elbows on the counter. He was about to start something that both Melody and Cheryl were sick of hearing.

Russell: I’m sorry Mel; I just don’t understand what you see in that sport of yours.

Closing her eyes Melody imagined herself on a very remote tropical island away from all of this. Letting out a peaceful exhale Melody was careful with her reply the last thing she wanted to do was upset her Father.

Melody: I’m doing great things Dad; I wish you could see that.

Her Mother gave her a little nudge as if to agree with her, she knew that her daughter was going to make it big someday. She had the same dreams for herself but now she had to live those dreams out through her daughter.

Russell: I’m sure you are Mel.

Cheryl could see where this was headed so she was quick to pull on the hand break stopping Russell in his tracks before the stallion in him took off down the raceway.

Cheryl: Oh stop it; Melody can do whatever job she wants to do. I will support her no matter what.

Melody wrapped her arms around her Mother pulling her in for a massive hug as Cheryl brought her wet hands out of the water. Wiping them on a tea towel she quickly got rid of it so she could finally hug her daughter. It had been too long in between hugs and Cheryl knew this would most likely be one of the last ones in a while so she made sure she held on extra tight and for extra long.

Russell: I’m all for supporting her Cheryl, but don’t you think we have done that enough?

His words were coolly spoken but they stung like a bee sting. Melody knew what he meant and he was right, she was still living off their money while she got her shit sorted. Deep down Russell didn’t mind he was just trying to get his little daughter back.

Cheryl: I have no idea what you’re talking about?

Cheryl played dumb, she didn’t care that Melody still had access to their money and until she day she died Melody was entitled to it. In Cheryl’s eyes Melody had sacrificed a lot for this family, she had put in countless hours on the farm, in the shop, in the vineyard and helping her father out in becoming a successful chef. In her Mother’s eyes Melody deserved to have access to their unlimited cash flow.  

Russell: Melody don’t you think it’s about time you came home and settled down with Roger?

Melody’s eyes bugged out of her head, there’s a name she hadn’t heard in a while Roger. Oh Roger her crush that lived across the road when she was growing up. Of course he led a normal life and was allowed to go to school and experience everything life had to offer first hand that’s what made his so mysterious to young Melody. Reflecting back on the times that she had spent with him Melody cracked a smile, she missed him. As much as her father wished for them to be together it was never going to happen.

Melody: Dad you can’t make me marry Roger!

He knew this but he didn’t want to accept it, Roger was perfect for his daughter in his eyes.

Russell: He’s a smart boy Melody he would be good for you, he has a knack for the business as well... you two would be able to take over the reins to this old place soon.

Cheryl let go of her little girl and stared across at her husband looking him up and down, she couldn’t believe that he was pulling this out already.

Melody: I don’t want to be a grape grower Dad.

Grape Grower, she knew that name made his skin crawl he was so much more than that and she knew it. He was just pushing her buttons so she was going to push his back.  

Russell: We do more than just grow grapes you know? Plus you didn’t seem to mind being on the farm while you were growing up.

Getting up from his seat at the breakfast bar Russell made his way towards his daughter and his wife. Melody looked down at his dry blistered hands and frowned.

Melody: I didn’t mind the farm because the farm was all I knew Dad. You never let me leave it!!!

Here we go, she was finally about to speak out against him, but he didn’t allow it as he cut her off midsentence.

Russell: It was for your own good Mel.

After all these years Melody still couldn’t get it out of her father as to why he made her do home schooling, when there was a perfectly good school just down the road. Every time she asked him it was always the same answer “it was for your own good Melody” how was being an outcast for her own good? How was growing up without very many friends for her own good? How was not living a normal teenage life good for her? She couldn’t understand it, any of it.

Cheryl: Enough, I’m not going to stand by and watch you two go back and forth. Russell go set the table, Melody come over her and help your Mother get dinner ready.

Russell didn’t argue he knew better than to fight with his wife, with a polite nod of his head his disappeared into the dining room to carry out his wife’s orders.  

Melody: Why are you making dinner Mom, isn’t dad the world known chef?

Melody said it loud enough so he could hear it another soft spot of his that shouldn’t be poked.

Cheryl: Watch your tone young lady, you might be twenty years old, but that doesn’t mean I can’t bend you over my knee and give you a good smacking.

Melody turned towards her mother that was now laughing as her daughter looked at her shocked.

Melody: Eeep.

The two Carpenter women watched as Russell set the table in the connecting room, causing Cheryl to lean over towards Melody to whisper in her ear.

Cheryl: He misses you, you know that right?

Turning to look at her mother Melody’s eyes started to water, she had missed them both as well.

Melody: I miss you both too.

Cheryl knew why she hadn’t been home for a while she had a new found freedom something that she couldn’t take away from her child. She also knew that Melody was going to be okay on her own eventually.

Cheryl: Whatever you do sweet heart, don’t ever stop following your dreams... just don’t forget your roots okay?

Melody reached up with her right hand and covered the middle part in her hair thinking that her mother was talking about her regrowth.

Cheryl: I meant where you come from, not your hair silly.

Smacking her with the tea towel Cheryl just laughed at her little girl, she was still the bubbly blond that she remembered and she was so glad to have her at home even it if was just for one night.

Melody: Oh... ha-ha... oops, I knew that.  

As the two Carpenter girls shared a giggle they started to dish out tonight’s meal, getting ready to sit down for dinner.

Cheryl: So tell me Melly have you got a boyfriend? Oh and you have to help me pick out something to wear to Ava’s birthday next week? You’re still coming right?

Mel’s eyes widened she had forgotten all about Ava’s birthday party next week Nodding towards her Mother as if to say yes, she would be there the bubbly blonde was now lost in what to get her cousin. As the two started their well over due girl talk Melody finally relaxed. She was glad to be home even though she knew her father would be on her case again about coming back permanently as soon as they sat down for dinner.

***

Operation organise Ava a birthday present.

Sitting down on her large king size bed inside one of the guest bedrooms at Odette and Gabriel’s mansion Melody Grace was found looking down at her phone. She quickly types in some numbers before bringing the IPhone up to her right ear listening to it dial. Sighing nervously the blonde bombshell lifts her free left hand up to her head resting it on her forehead, instantly regretting this decision.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Hello?

Almost dropping the phone from shock Melody quickly juggles it in her right hand before quickly talking back.

Melody: James are you busy?

She was talking to none other than James Huntington Hawkes III or J2H as he now likes to be known as.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT>Yeah, kinda... wait who is this?

James’ voice sounded huffed like he was just involved in some form of very physical activity. Melody screwed up her nose as she had called at a bad time of course she did. She was stupid for thinking that this would even work.

Melody: Never mind I’ll call back later.

Quickly ripping the phone away from her ear Melody clicked the hang up button as she flopped back down on the bed. Her blonde hair cascaded around her as she looked up at her phone and sighed.

Two minutes later.

Sitting back up in her bed Melody looks down at her phone once more before pressing redial.  

Melody: Are you still busy?

Melody waits for his answer instantly feeling like she is interrupting something.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Yep.

Both James and Melody breathe down the phone line at the same time sighing, freaking Melody out she quickly thinks of a great exit plan.

Melody: Oh, okay talkies to you soon.

Shaking her head from side to side Melody hangs up once again. How could one boy be so busy? Shrugging her shoulder the petite blonde tossed her phone across her room as if she was giving up on the whole idea of talking to him to begin with.

Twenty minutes later.

I can’t believe she waited that long. Picking her phone up off the ground Melody runs her right index finger across the screen unlocking it. Once again she scrolls through the numbers and finds the one she is looking for. Pressing on his name Melody selects call and brings her gold IPhone six up to her ear. She listens to the dial tone that seemingly goes on for forever, maybe he had figured it out and now he was avoiding her? Just as Melody is about to pull the phone away from her ear she hears him answer the phone.

Melody: Are you busy now James?

A smile instantly lit up her face as she waited to hear his response.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Yeah, but wait now who is this? Did Ringo put you up to this?

Eeeeeeeeeep Melody looked around her bedroom as if she was looking for a way out of this situation, even though it was taking place on the phone.

Melody: James it’s me... it’s...

Before she could finish he cut her off, his voice loud and booming down the phone line.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Jesus Christ.... Melody right? How the fuck did you get my number?

She was in trouble now, but if there was one thing about Melody she couldn’t lie very well she often tried but she always got found out. Sighing she gave in and told him the truth.

Melody: Odette’s phone, don’t tell her... but that’s not the issue here.

Quickly trying to move the conversation to where she wanted it to go, he cut her off again.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Odette needs to hide her phone better.

Faking a laugh Melody listened closely to the phone noticing that James wasn’t laughing she cleared her throat and continued on.

Melody: Don’t be mad, I need your help for something. I promise I’ll delete your number as soon as possible... I just really need you.

Expecting a friendly reply, she was definitely kidding herself.  

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What could you possibly need me for?

Many things like washing, ironing, doing her daily chores you know the normal stuff. Melody could almost picture James in her head right now. Right now he was rubbing his forehead in rage that he was sitting on the phone talking to her.

Melody: I need a number of someone that you have in your phone, or I need to to help me organise something for my cousin Ava?

She was smiling brightly as if hoping that he was picturing it in his head and that it was going to help her cause. Melody could hear the phone being taken away from James’ head and then returned as if he was checking the time or looking for the reject button or something.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Who’s Ava?

Holding back a laugh Melody smirked, he was being silly he knew exactly who Ava was he was just pretending well that’s what she thought, although we all know the sad truth that James simply doesn’t care for any of this.

Melody: Are you not listening to me she is my cousin duh!

She was trying to lighten the mood but it was having no affect on the person on the other end of the line.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> And why the fuck would I help you out?

He had a point; it’s not like they were friends or anything but Melody had to try. Running her free hand through her blonde hair she sighed.

Melody: Please I promise if you do this for me I’ll leave you alone forever, you’ll be like Melody who after a week I swear.

Taking a seat back down on the bed Melody’s white dress flowed around her, she was dressed up as if she was about to go to the beach. It was as if she had gotten herself all dressed up to make one phone call, well three in this case.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> So I will never have to deal with you again?

She could picture his smirking face on the other end of the phone this is what he wanted and he was going to get his way.

Melody: Promise, cross my heart... totally.

As she spoke those words to him she crossed her fingers and everyone knows what that means, she was playing him just as much as he was now going to play her.  

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What do you need?

He had finally given into her and he was going to play along. Lucky for her, he just saved her skin.

Melody: I need Ludacris’ number off of you to get him to write Ava a birthday message. I forgot it was her birthday and she loves him and you know him because you’re all famous and stuff, please, please, please...

She was showering him with compliments something that she knew he liked to receive. James liked being told that he was better than other people so if that’s what Melody had to do to get her cousin the best birthday gift ever, she was going to do it.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> And you promise you’ll leave me alone forever and ever?

Melody looked across the room into the full length mirror poking her tongue out the side of her mouth nodding, while waving her crossed over middle finger and index finger around in the air holding back a girlish giggle.  

Melody: Yeah of course unless like you umm ever need me to help you out, I can be pretty handy.

She was trying to maybe just maybe sneak in a chance of friendship, she knew he wasn’t going to take it but it was worth the try.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Word of advice never say that again.

He was talking about her saying that she was “handy” not the best thing a young lady should be saying out loud to a boy.  You see James was looking out for her, well that’s how she was going to take it. The truth is James was most likely sitting at home in his money bath grossed out by the thought of Melody using her hands anywhere near him. After all he was richer than her and that meant she was a poor person in his eyes and we all know how much James loves the poor.

Melody: What I meant like I’m good with my hands, you know like arts and crafts?

Once again she was trying to make jokes with him, hoping that she could at least get a laugh out of him.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> If I give you his number, can we just end this convo now?

Well that backfired Melody looked at her own reflection as she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth she needed to think of something and quickly.

Melody: Yes... No... Wait... can you call him because I would get all shy and I wouldn’t be able to talk to him.

Yeah that’s it. Melody battered her eyelashes at herself in the mirror as she tried her hardest to impress James over the phone. Listening to him sigh she dropped down onto the bed now lying on her back looking up at the ceiling.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> If it gets you to leave me alone, I’ll call him right now.

He was going to do it for her but of course it came with a brutal cost.

Melody: Okay it needs to say something like Dear Ava...

As she went to rattle off what the card should say James quickly cut her off once more.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I got it I got it... I know what gets written in a birthday card I get thousands of them.  

How could she be so silly he was rich, famous and somewhat good looking he would have thousands of birthday cards pouring in each year. Melody just exhaled loudly as silence took over their conversation for a moment. Just as she heard his voice pick up to say something she cut him off.

Melody: James?

She held onto the phone a little tighter as she waited for his response.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Melody?

Was that sign of him being friendly, she had to take a chance after all making new friends was her ultimate goal in life.

Melody: Thank you for doing this for me; you’re a great friend... that hates me.

Waiting for his reply felt like forever, even though it only took him a second to spit out.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Yeah, yeah whatever, look I’ll have Simpson hand it to you on Sunday... are we done now because I really have to go?

He was rushing, trying to get her off the phone. No doubt he didn’t have anything else planned he just wanted to be away from her. Melody wasn’t so sure that he was going to follow through with her request she just had to put a little faith in the spoilt rich kid.

Melody: Okay... well thank you again... but before you go... sweet dreams.

He didn’t say anything, he was most likely already gone but Melody continued to talk.

Melody: okay now you hang up.

As soon as she said that the sound of a loud constant beeping was ringing in her ears. He had hung up on her and she was devastated. Melody’s mouth flung open as she pulled the phone away from her ears looking down at it disgusted.

Melody: He, he... he... hung up on me. He was meant to say no you hang up and this was meant to be our moment.

She looked as if she was about to cry, but sniffling it back she looked at her phone. Going back through her contacts Melody founds his name but instead of deleting it she renamed it to “never call again” what she couldn’t get rid of his number? What if he was to call her one day in a time of need she wouldn’t know who it was and she wouldn’t answer it because she doesn’t answer random numbers you know stranger danger and all that jazz.

***

<p style="color:#B2A1ED">Okay, okay, okay, let’s get down to business. Now lucky for me I don’t have to say anything to Gabriel because well let’s be honest I’ll smash him. I’d cook him like a roast chook on a cold winter’s day. He is soooo lucky that we can’t go one on one in the ring together because I would so show him why Sprinkles are better than Nutella. All I want to say is good luck Gabe and whatever Rage does to you I had no idea he was going to do it and I’m sorry.  I was really hoping you two could become friends. I really don’t know why you two have bad blood but it makes me sad.

Rage you big bully, leave Gabriel alone.

Seriously though Rage face, I’ve got this. I know what I need to do on Sunday night and that’s protecting the family. You’re my family, so I have to protect you. Now before you laugh and say how I can do that because I’m so little? Trust me I know how to pack a punch. Just ask Shane what happened to his nose when he stole my cookies at thanksgiving dinner.

Pow, pow!

Don’t touch Melly’s food.

In all seriousness tho Rage. I want to prove you wrong, so on Sunday I will show you that I can handle my own in the ring regardless of who I’m facing, best friend, enemy or family I got this... I’ve been training to hard for this so I won’t let myself down.

Right now as for Jemma. I don’t know anything about her but all I can say is sorry. I will be coming out looking for a win. Regardless of how close I am with your bro, that doesn’t put you on the protected species list.  I will be coming out swinging this Sunday night at Climax Control and trust me there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it. You see I need to win this one. For a lot of reasons but mainly I need to win it so I can prove that I’m going to make it to the top of this business. I want to be the next Delia.

Well I don’t want to be the next Delia... I just want what is around her waist so to get there I have to put in the hard work now and let everyone see that I can do this. That means not losing a single match until the big wigs in Sin City Wrestling can see me for what I am and that’s a championship contender. So once again I’m sorry for what is about to unfold on Sunday... and after this is all said and done I hope we can become friends. I think Gabriel would like that.

This Sunday I’m in my first ever tag team match up and I get to team with Rage. Sure at the beginning of the week I wasn’t really keen on this idea but sometimes you just need the right person to point something out to you to see that things just click. Rage and I will make a killer team; even though we aren’t close... we will just gel together. You see Rage performs best when he is angry... and lucky for us I know how to make him angry.

BY MAKING US MATCHING T-SHIRTS!!!!

I also know how to get him to wear the matching t-shirt... ohhhhh Synn!!!!!!!

So with an angry Rage at my side, how could we lose? We wouldn’t and we couldn't even if we tried. We got this... this Sunday you will witness the Sin and the Saint walk out of Climax Control with our hands raised up high in the sky. Victory will be ours... because I really don’t want to listen to Rage cry if we lose. Now if only I could talk Rage into joining me in on a joint entrance and a victory dance what a night Sunday night would be.

I don’t think that will happen tho; you all know what Rage is like. Big angry man with tiny little arms.  So on Sunday Rageasaurous Rex and Melly the Melephant are going to walk into Climax Control and walk out winners and grinners.

See you all on Sunday!!!!

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After Climax Control;

It was late, like really late in fact it was almost morning and she was alone. Odette Stevens was pacing back and forth inside her hotel suite that she was staying in for night while she was touring America with her Husband Gabriel. At a time when she should have been soundly asleep the Aussie Bombshell found herself dressed in tight black leather pants. They were the type that hugged each and every womanly curve that god had graced her with. The type of black leather pants that has grown men, young boys and even females fawn over her bootyful assets. Her top was long sleeved but was made of black sheer fabric, see-through enough to see her black bra cupping her breasts perfectly. Some may say that she was dressed to kill.

The more she paced back and forth the more the ticking time bomb within herself was brewing. Looking down at her phone in her right hand she pressed the round button getting it to light up with the time, it was 1 am. The Aussie flung her phone across the room, bouncing it on the couch as she watched the door like a hawk. As if by some miracle, the moment her eyes latched onto the door handle, it started to turn. Odette stood frozen in the middle of the room looking towards the door, waiting, just waiting for him to arrive. Her Smokey eyes stayed glued on the door as it swung inwards, the smell of booze and smoke leaked into the room before he even did. Taking a step back in her massive heels she heard him try and silence the mob of people that were following him, enraging her more. With another step backwards Odette’s hand found the light switch on the wall and without any hesitation she flicked it on. Catching him off guard like an animal caught in the light from a set of headlights.

Looking up and across the room at her he just knew, he knew that she was mad. Raising his hands up in front of himself Gabriel set out to explain but it was too late, in fact I don’t even believe the boy stood a chance. Completely ignoring the entourage of the rest of the seven deadly sins behind her husband Odette let her thick Australian accent fly.

Odette: What fucking time do you call this?

The anger in voice caught everyone off guard as they filtered into the massive penthouse suite. The door loudly slammed behind them as Synn ushered Despy and Angel off to their room to shelter them from what was about to unfold. Shane and Fantasia snuck around the back of Gabriel and headed towards their room, while Rage just headed towards the fridge in search for a beer. He couldn’t wait to witness this unfold. Gabriel took a step towards his wife looking her up and down, unsure why she was dressed ready to leave instead of in her nightie.

Gabriel: O, you knew we were going out, in fact you said it would be good...

Odette: Shut the fuck up Gabe!

Raising his right eyebrow at her he was walking on egg shells as he approached her, trying to corner her back into their room so they weren’t doing this publicly.

Odette: Don’t try and usher me.

Gabriel: What’s going on here?

Looking down at his chest Odette was looking at her, looking at the Mercedes Vargas shirt that Gabriel was wearing during Climax Control. Her little hands balled up beside her in a fit of rage.

Odette: Take that fucking thing off.

Her right hand flung up as she pointed at Gabriel’s shirt, a mysterious smirk flashed across his face as Gabriel for a second thought that maybe just maybe Odette was in role-playing mode.

Gabriel: O baby, if you wanted to see me shirtless... you could have just asked.

Odette: Seriously, that joke is getting as old as you are... now fucking take it off... I NEVER want to see it AGAIN!!!

Gabriel’s smile disappeared as he could see that Odette was in no mode for play time, in fact she was far from it. The sound of Rage’s laughter caught Odette’s ears as he laughed at what Odette has just said to Gabriel. Looking past her husband she stared a hole through the sin of wrath.

Odette: What the fuck are you laughing at? At least he is aging gracefully, what the fuck happened to you... one day you look normal, the next day you come out looking like you crawled out of a crab infested vagina, with your Ashley and Martin hair.

Gabriel reached forward to take Odette’s hand but she snapped it away from him, turning on her large black heels she headed towards their room. Trailing off behind her Gabriel’s day couldn’t have been made any worse. As he entered their bedroom he shut the door behind them, looking up at his wife he pushed his dark hair behind his right ear.

Gabriel: What’s going on here O? Why are you acting this way?

Looking back at him over her shoulder she sniggered.

Odette: How many fucking times do I have to ask you to take that fucking shirt off?

Gabriel: You had no issue with me wearing it earlier, what the hell is going on?

Deciding that it would be best to listen to her Gabriel ripped the shirt from his body, tossing it to the floor hoping that it was a big enough sign to show her it meant nothing to him.

Odette: How stupid do you think I am Gabriel? How fucking stupid do you think I am? I can see right through this... I know exactly what’s happening... what am I not good enough for you anymore? What because I don’t work for Sin City Wrestling any more you think you troll around with the other bombshells and that I won’t find out?

Gabriel: Odette...

Before he could continue she cut him off.

Odette: First I find out that your betting OUR money with Misty, what part of that did you even think that I would be remotely okay with? You’re betting OUR money, you’re talking to Misty... MISTY THE SAME FUCKING GIRL THAT DRAGGED ME THROUGH HELL and you’re talking to her like your buddies... sharing fucking laughs... why don’t you go slide right in between her thighs Gabriel... like every other fuck wit on the roster... wouldn’t that make you feel better knowing that you’ve laid where nineteen other guys have called home before... for someone who claims to be different you’re so original. How fucking blind do you think I am huh?

Flicking a long lock of her chocolate brown hair over her shoulder Odette reached down for her suitcase that was already packed up ready to go.

Odette: And now I have to put up with you showing your loyalties to the mean girls? Where’s the respect Gabriel? I fucking got fired from Sin City Wrestling, I never complained... because you said you were coming home with me... that you were going to leave with me and we were going to go off and do our thing... Yet I watch you week in week out pretend that you want to quit? I help you; I help you win matches... Yet you honestly expect me to believe that Despy tricked you? You’re the fucking con-man Gabriel... you've never come up short changed... until now.

Gabriel: What are you going on about Odette?

Gabriel watched as she started to drag her heavy suitcase across the floor, walking up beside him. Reaching out he grabbed onto her shoulder blades trying to look for answers in her eyes. Apart of him was breaking but a massive part of him was mad, livid that she would even think about him this way.

Odette: I told you before we got married, that if you ever fucked me over... that I would make sure I fucked you over longer and harder in the end...

He increased the grip on her shoulders trying the shake some sense into her, he was completely innocent but she wasn’t giving him a chance to breathe.

Odette: Get your hands off me...

Pushing past him Odette headed towards the door her baggage behind her, trailing through the living room she felt the pressure of seven sets of eyes on her. Without even blinking she walked through it all and exited the room without even saying a word. As Gabriel walked out from behind the door of his room he didn’t know where to start as Synn, Rage, Shane, Fantasia, Despy and Angel all glared up at him in. They all have the same look in their eyes, confusion.

Fantasia: Well don’t worry she’ll be back...

Fantasia broke the silence with a massive cheesy grin as everyone looked at her.

Rage: How the fuck do you know that?

Glaring across at his “sister” Rage was amused about her answer, more so because of the stress that this whole ordeal had put on Gabriel.

Fantasia: She forgot her phone.

Waving Odette’s phone around in her hand like candy in front of a baby Lusty smiled wildly before as if on cue the door swung back open and Odette stormed back in snatching her phone from Fantasia’s hand the Aussie looked at the group of people staring at her.

Odette: NOT A FUCKING WORD... FROM ANY OF YOU!

Without even a goodbye glare towards Gabriel’s direction she stormed back out of the hotel room leaving them all to question her actions once again.

Shane: What brought that on?

Shane turned to Gabriel looking confused and concerned, while Gabriel was just staring off towards the door.

Gabriel: I have no fucking idea... but I’m going to find out.

As he made his way towards the door, Synn stood up and put his hand on his bare chest stopping him.

Synn: Stay here, you’ll only make things worse... I’ll go.

The leader of the Sin’s went to turn around and leave the room but Fantasia stepped up stopping him in his tracks.

Fantasia: NEVER going to happen... I will go, I've got this.

Despayre: Considering there is like seven pairs of eyes in this room a large percentage of them are blind.

Before Fantasia left she turned and looked back at Despy exchanging a wink before leaving the room to find Odette. Gabriel looked down at his little brother squaring his eyes as he questioned him.

Gabriel: What are you talking about?

Despy didn’t bat an eyelid he just continued to hug onto Angel while smiling brightly.

Despayre: Angel says you’re in for a real treat.

And fade.

 What a fucking mess;

Well if things couldn’t get any more confusing, I think we just found another puzzle piece to the never ending puzzle known as Gabriel and Odette. To say that even I don’t know what’s happening between these two would be one hundred percent correct. All I know is that Odette wants to move on with her life, but how can see when every time she turns around he is there, being annoying like a constant itch that she can’t scratch? At first I thought it was obsession but now it looks like it has turned into a full fledge vendetta. Talk about role reversals.  Hey Gabriel isn’t it meant to be the female acting like a crazy bitch after a break up, not the male? I think someone needs to check his position, or at least his gender.

Now, now before you jump on the Odette hate train (toot, toot), let’s take a look at the position there in shall we? Odette left Gabriel, was it a bad time to walk away from him? Regardless it had to be done, she had to walk away from him right then and there or otherwise, she would have been trapped. He would have been trapped and let’s face it, no one likes a forced happily ever after. So without even a word spoken to Gabriel, she walked out of his life leaving him, the house, the cars, the money and her engagement ring. She left without a single word spoken; in fact she took her exit to twitter. Ah yes the world of twitter. I see what’s wrong with the world now, when such intimate conversations can be made very public in the form of social media.

Oh well you win some, you lose some… but what can you expect Odette has always been a very vocal twitter user? Okay now after Odette walked out of Gabriel’s life the following week he finds himself getting picked up and disposed of by Giani – High five my little ninja turtle friend – what? I’m allowed to be Odette bias, I mean… I’m kind of her. Now listen up because this is the best bit, while Gabriel was lying in the hospital bed waiting on test results, waiting to hear back about his future he also had a glimmer of hope that Odette would come back come sashaying into the room.

To without any doubts make his life worth all the pain and suffering that he recently been through, but did she? Well no… far from it my good friend. You see while Gabriel was praying for Odette to return and become his guardian angel, she was off protecting him from the reality. I mean don’t get me wrong, she wanted to come back, she wanted to answer Synn’s calls and texts but she couldn’t she had to stay away from him because of regardless of how good it would have felt with him back in her life. The truth that she is still keeping secret would have destroyed him. How could she just sit there and watch the man that she loved (well she could very well still love) and pretend that everything was going to work out just fine and dandy? She couldn’t lie to him like that. She wouldn’t lie to him like that.

So as Gabriel sat there and counted the hours and watched the minutes tick by, she left him alone… not even a single visit, not even a single tweet, not even a single get well message, card, flowers, chocolates… nothing… she had taken a page out of his book and just disappeared. Fallen off the face of the earth, legitimately, for months Odette has fallen into the unknown. Well you know now where she has been; thanks to Gabriel’s mind games… that Sunday at Climax Control Odette let slip to everyone that she has been everywhere, but why? Well she said that she needed to get away from everyone… she needed to get away from them?

Who are these people she calls “them” was she talking about the Sins? Was she talking about nXt? Was she talking about her family? Was she talking about the fans? Was she talking about the other bombshells? So many questions that remain unanswered… so much doubt still lingers over the head of the infamous and loveable Odette Nicole Ryder. Surely she couldn’t have meant the fans? She loves the fans. Surely she couldn’t have meant nXt she lives and breathes for the New Xtremes… I guess ones thing’s for sure, no matter how much you think you know someone, there will always be a side to them that refuses to let you in. That refuses to grant you the truth.

It’s this secret that’s allowing Gabriel to hold something over Odette, even though he doesn’t know what she’s hiding. He knows that she isn’t being honest. This is why like a hawk that surrounds and stalks his prey he is circling her, he wants the truth. He wants her to spill the beans; he wants the rest of the world to see her for what she really is. Too bad for you Gabriel, regardless of what mind trickery you use, you will never be able to dig this secret out of Odette’s “rotting carcass”. Want to know how I know this? Because no one ever admits something as the truth despite the consequences of mind control when it’s something they don’t believe in themselves; and that ladies and gentlemen is why Odette is staying tight lipped.

The secret she’s hiding, isn’t because of the devastating affect it will have on her life or Gabriel’s life... it’s because she refuses to accept it as the truth. You see every cloud has a silver lining, and this is it for her… so Gabriel go ahead, try and get Odette to spill the truth out to you but you’re honestly wasting your time.

Now I’ve said this once before, but I have no issues in saying it again… let it go Gabriel. It’s time to move on with your life. For once you need to listen to someone, no good will come from this... just leave it dead and buried.

***

Gabriel

Well I might as well just get this out of the way now because there is no doubt in my mind that you are going to be the main ammo that Delia and Ethan will throw at me coming into my match this weekend. First of all I don’t care about what your vendetta is against me, because as far as I’m concerned you’re the one that looks like a crazed, obsessed stalker of a boyfriend. Oops, I mean ex boyfriend, I guess it’s true when they say; the emo doesn’t fall far behind the guy liner.

Let’s get one thing clear, you might think you’re winning with all these head games and tricks that you have up your sleeves but trust me I know you more than you think. I know that you only lash out when you’re either provoked or hurt. Now from memory I haven’t done anything to provoke such an anger out of you, you see I think your channelling your rage you have built up for Giani on me and Gabe that’s not fair. I wasn’t the one who dumped you on your head and neck.

But I was the one who dumped you on your arse. Ah yes the true reason you have come after me, I hurt you. I hurt you really bad didn’t I? I guess you figured you had found the one that could give you everything, I was that one. Although life has an interesting way in taking things from us that we want most. You wanted me... I walked away... I wanted you to be happy... so in turn you should have just walked away as well. However the need for answers consumed you and like a traveller you had to go out and find answers. Too bad everywhere you looked I had already covered my traces, I had already covered up my tracks to make sure you never and trust me Gabriel, read my perfect lips you WILL NEVER FIND OUT WHY I LEFT YOU.

Now, before I go all crazy ex girlfriend on you let me just remind you, that no matter what you do to me, I forgive you because I know deep down inside of that hardened bad boy exterior you’re still that guy who fell in love. You’re still that guy that wants to hold me, that wants to provide for me, that wants to give me everything I ever dreamt of... because I changed you and as much as you can say it was for the worst it would be denial. You liked how I made you more sensitive, you liked that I turned your gloomy little life into something worth living. You adored that about me Gabriel and deep down you still do I know it. That’s why you can’t bring yourself to face me man to woman to do all these horrible things to me... because you and I both know that I have a hold over you. One you can’t just shake, one that you can’t move away from.

I made you into a better person because I accepted you for who you really are and you crave for that feeling back. You know no matter how dark and dangerous you get, you know when the time comes when you come crawling back for forgiveness I’ll grant it to you with open arms. How many times must we go through this? How many times am I expected to just forgive and forget Gabriel? You see everyone might think that I’m putting you through hell right now, hell some even think that I deserve this... but trust me if they knew you, if they knew what it was like being with you they would have left a long time ago.

You might claim to everyone that I sucked all of your popularity, all your money and all your goodness out of you but trust me the only thing that I wanted from you was the man that I loved... a man that I would do anything for... so if that means leaving them in the middle of the night with no reasoning, then so be it. Sometimes the unknown isn’t worth the pain Gabriel and right now you need to believe me when I say this, just let it go. You’re not going to find out anything sinister, you’re not going to find out that I cheated on you, because I didn’t. You’re not going to find out that I fell out of love with you, because I won’t... you’re just going to find a big massive pile of pain... pain that won’t only just rip me apart from the inside out but will leave you in a world of pain so dreadful that not even the notorious Gabriel will be able to handle.

So here I go begging you once again to just leave me alone, I don’t want this, I don’t want you... I just want you to stay out of my head. No more light shows, no more thunder and rain I just want you to admit it is what it is and for now until forever it’s over.

Please stay away from Steve at Climax Control, regardless of how stupid his actions were against you he was just looking out for me, surely a man like you can understand that?

As of right now Gabriel, you might think you’re being a bigger distraction that what you really are... but honey you’re not actually helping Ethan and Delia’s case. I know you’re going to be around on Sunday and I know your main goal is most likely to take away a victory from me in this tournament but trust me G, I don’t plan on this match lasting very long at all so at Climax Control you better be quick because all it’s going to take is three tiny seconds before Delia’s shoulders are pinned to that matt.

***

After Climax Control – location backstage; inside the bombshell’s locker room.

The scene opens up backstage after Sin City Wrestling weekly show of climax Control. Most the arena has been cleared out and the famous ring superstars and Bombshells have gone home, well of the Bombshells expect Odette and Amy Marshall that is. Inside the Bombshell’s locker room it looks like a deserted ghost town with everything being cleaned up and removed. Over to the far corner Odette Ryder can be seen packing her belonging away, with her bright pink beats by Dre hugging tightly to hear head. Singing away to her music, Odette almost doesn’t notice Amy Marshall walking out of the bathroom, but as she catches the corner of her eye Odette quickly rips her headphones off her head and yells out.
Odette: Amy can we talk please?

Her thick Australian accent took Amy by surprise as she looked over her shoulder and back at Odette. Stopping the Alaskan bombshell turned around and looked Odette up and down unsure of what was about to happen.

Amy: ugh, sure I guess what’s up?

Odette quickly stuffed her head phones into her bag before turning back to Amy giving her, her full undivided attention.

Odette: I know this is going to sound really super crazy, but I just want to thank you.

The look on Amy’s face was priceless as she scrunched up her nose, not knowing what Odette was talking about. Leaning back on her right leg, Amy folded her arms across her chest, not looking amused.

Amy: Thank me, for what?

Odette could sense the tension coming off of Amy and she was hoping she could put a stop to it and quickly. Licking her lips the Australian Bombshell sighed before continuing.

Odette: Well here’s the kicker…

Amy screwed up her nose once more, not sure what on earth Odette was talking about.

Amy: I’m sorry the what?

Blushing Odette smiled nervously as she adjusted the Tiffany’s bracelet that hung loosely around her wrist.

Odette: Sorry my Aussie showing again isn’t it?

Odette looked down and noticed that Amy was now tapping her foot, she clearly had somewhere to go, or was in the middle of something before Odette interrupted her.

Amy: A little, now can we get back to the point?

Odette: Oh yeah sure, sorry…

Taking a deep breath in Odette sighed as she exhaled, she wasn’t sure how this was going to go down but she was going to give it a red hot crack. Looking Amy up and down the Aussie spoke nervously.

Odette: I just want to thank you for um well if I can be completely honest, for opening my eyes.

Amy: again I’m not following.

Running her fingers through her brown hair Odette clicked her tongue off her white teeth at the same time. It was a trademark of hers that came out when she was deep in thought.

Odette: Well, I want to thank you for being the one to snap me out of fantasy land I was living in last time I was in Sin City Wrestling.

Amy’s stance changed as she loosened up, but her face still read “I don’t believe you”

Amy: What a minute, you’re thanking me for beating you?

The hand that was previously running through her hair came down around to the back of her neck. Odette rubbed the tension from the very base of neck and smiled gently.

Odette: Ummm yeah, yeah I am… is that weird? I feel like that’s weird and now this is going to turn super awkward?

The two Bombshells exchanged a rare smile as Odette was hoping she hadn’t scared of Amy, while Amy was still trying to work Odette Ryder out.  

Amy: Well it’s not something a normal person would do, but then again what’s normal?

As Amy let out a slight laugh, Odette’s body eased up she had made some sort of impact.

Odette: Well anyways, I just want you to know that I’m glad you were the one to beat me and take my undefeated streak.

Amy: okay, now this is getting weird.

Throwing her hands up in defence the Australian started to talk very fast, trying to plead her innocent.

Odette: No, no hear me out. I’m glad that I got to face you first up, I mean back than I wasn’t myself, I wasn’t happy with tagging with Misty, I wasn’t happy with the way my career was turning out, I wasn’t happy with my own lack of motivation… so I set myself this stupid challenge and I actually started to believe that I owned the Bombshell division.

A huff left Amy’s lips as Odette tried to dig herself out of awkward hole that she had just dug for herself.

Amy: I hope this apology gets better because as of right now, it’s kinda sucking.

Once again the expression on Amy’s face changed to a lighter more friendly one, but deep down Odette knew that she was still second guessing her.

Odette: Look it’s hard to explain, I just want you to know I’m thankful for what you did that night… the few weeks after however, when you went on little rampages about you making me quit on the other hand, I can’t say I overly agree with them but hey… I’ll let you have it.

Because letting someone believe you quit because of them is easier to accept than what really happened to you isn’t it Odette? Who are you and why do you randomly pop up in my promos? Because you want me to? Okay good point.

Odette: But to prove that there’s no hard feelings and that I’m hoping we can start up our crazy love hate friendship again… I would love for us to shake hands and move on with it?

Amy’s jaw slightly dropped as she watched Odette stretch out her hand, waiting eagerly for a hand shake.

Amy: Are you serious?

Odette: One hundred percent…

As the two Bombshells stared each other down, it only took a few seconds for Amy to decide that she trusted this apology. Finally she took Odette’s hand in hers and the two shook over it.

Amy: This doesn’t make us best friends you know?

Odette couldn’t help but laugh as their hands parted.

Odette: I have no doubt about that.

In a rare display of sportsmanship (or do I mean sportsWOMANship?) the two girls laughed and smiled at each other before Amy dismissed herself and left Odette alone in the arena to gather her belongings and no doubt her thoughts.

***

Ethan Brody.

You know what the worst thing about these mix tag team tournaments is? Some might say the fact that they’re a random draw, others might say because they take away from the single championships, others might say it’s because some people aren’t mean to ever be placed in a tag team together… well I reckon the worst thing about them is when you look into the ring and you see your male opponent in physical and emotional pain. Like last year when I had to stand on the ring apron and watch Thatcher Rex be screwed over my Misty, that sucked for him that didn’t work out too well for him. Again last year I had to watch the pain and suffering this tournament can bring when the than love of my life Gabriel get smacked around the ring by Jordan Williams. I felt for Gabriel, I really did… because I knew that deep down he didn’t want to be in that position, deep down he wanted to be on MY team.

Just like poor Ethan.

Poor, poor Ethan. I mean things might be looking rosy for you now Ethan but can you honestly tell us you were impressed with your tag team partner when you first found out it was Delia? Oh the twitter niceties were cute to begin with, how you both went on to say “make sure you don’t cross me” and then the other replied with “I’m here to win, make sure you want to win too” and then the follow up reply to that almost made angels vomit… “Oh I promise you I want to win just as much as you do” okay I’m sure I got the wording a little mixed up, but basically I’m right on target. Oh you two love birds, such a cute innocent team.

Vomit!

Take it from me Ethan, to let you know exactly what you’re dealing with. You got stuck with the joker; you know the card that’s basically pointless in a deck of playing cards. Sure you might have snuck through the first round, but last week’s match got a little harder and Delia was forced to help you beat your best friend’s team by cheating… but let’s be honest you two have been blessed by the booking gods when it comes to first and second round opponents. Unfortunately for you this week, you’re lucks run out. I mean Ethan regardless of you being the back bone of Guns for hire; you’re in no way… even any type of match on Steve Ramone. I kinda actually feel sorry for you Ethan, not just because of what you’re paired with but because of the lack of warm up matches you have had, that can even get you two physically ready to match up against Steve and I. Now I’ll go into why I’m better than Delia later, but right now I’m focusing on you and your imminent defeat.

Now I know how this goes, you’ll say in your promo you and Delia has this because lately I’ve been distracted by Gabriel and my personal life and you’ll say that I’m all over the place and that is an easy target for Delia. But Ethan, even your guilty of wearing the same glass slipper, you see this week, when you should be focusing on Steve, you’ll be thinking of Frost. Frost, Frost, Frost… each time Steve hits you it will just be a constant reminder of how weak and pathetic you are.

This sucks because you’re so hot… but such a waste in this tournament.

Nevertheless only one team will walk out this Sunday with a victory and you can count on me to do anything and everything that I have to make sure that it’s my team. Not that I’ll have to cheat or anything, because let’s face it if Frenchy even thinks about stepping up to me I’ll knock her fair down. You’ll have to worry about Steve, and you see the best thing about Steve other than his loyalty to me… is that he’s driven to win this thing, he wants to win this thing and the best thing about me is I know how to win a blast from the past tournament… because buddy I’ve won it before, and there’s no one left that can stop me from winning it again. Think about it, who toppled their main two enemies in week one and two... oh yeah that’s me.

Oh and before you start preaching about you’re driven too because Frost has poked the bear and awoken your angry side, think about who just had their family threaten? Oh that’s right Steve, so when it comes to being the team with a caged monster, once again I’m winning. Do you honestly think I don’t know what to say to Steve to get him riled up for this match on Sunday? I can paint your face as Gabriel and let’s be real about it… once he’s got that locked in his sights you’re nothing but dead meat.

This is still really annoying because you’re remarkably good looking.

Come Sunday Ethan, you’re going to be wishing you had a different partner. Come Sunday Ethan you’re going to be wishing you were on my team, because my team’s victory is in the bag.

***

Opening up in the bustling city of New Orleans, loud jazz music can be heard vibrating through the narrow streets. The everyday chit chat or people are at a constant high as they fight the music so that they can be heard. Across the street near the Jackson Square card readers line the street, just waiting for people to fall for their tricks. The night was old, but the bright lights and the energy from the city made it feel young. To the locals of New Orleans every Friday night was endless; they had some much to look forward to in the mini city that never sleeps. Panning into the Jackson Square a lone male is seen sitting on a bench seat looking up at the cathedral across the road, his hands lay perfectly still in his lap. Leaning back into the chair, his attention turns to his right but his eyes and face still look towards the ancient building.

Paul: I can’t believe it’s you?

Without even a sound, he was now joined by a female figure; the female figure that belongs to Odette Ryder. She was wearing a long pair of dark blue jeans, a tight fitting black racer back shirt and a curve hugging black leather jacket. As she took a seat beside him Odette flicked a long lock of her brown hair out of her perfectly made up face, her emerald eyes were positively glowing at the sight of her male companion.  

Odette: What do you mean; you can’t believe it’s me?

Her Australian accent was pleading innocence but he had known her for so long, it felt like a century. Finally looking down from the building his eyes traced her body looking at the jewellery that dripped from her. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes, he knew Odette had a taste for the finer things in life and she wasn’t afraid to show them all off.  

Paul: I didn’t think in a million years you would show yourself around here again?

He sounded impressed, something that she loved about him he was always impressed by her when she was around. He was always alert to her every move, fidget and breath it was like her was counting on her to one day struggle so he could in fact save her. Paul was always the hero. A coy smile crossed his face as he madly studied her face, looking for any signs of emotional pain. He was reading her emotions.

Odette: Don’t be silly, New Orleans is like my second favourite city.

Licking her lips Odette slide across the seat, so now her right leg was touching his left. Looking down at how close they were Paul’s left hand came up and around her, scooping her into his side. Nothing else needed to be said or exchanged as Odette felt at ease and rested her head on his shoulder.

Paul: But what about you’re past?

As he spoke Paul turned towards her and spoke softly into her ear, he was trying to provoke a reaction from her. Knowing exactly what he was up to Odette just closed her eyes and spoke softly.

Odette: Don’t you mean our past?

Reaching out with his right hand he took her chin between two fingers and gently guided her face back up towards his. Searching frantically he held his gaze on her emerald eyes searching for answers, wanting to know why after all these years she would come back into his life. Not that it was unwanted, the sexual tension was written all over each of their bodies.

Paul: How could I forget?

Another confident smiled radiated from his face, as his right hand traced up the side of her face, pushing a strand of her hair back tucking it behind her ear.

Odette: I wouldn’t let you forget, and every now and then when I get the feeling that you’re even thinking about forgetting me I make sure I pop back up in your life just to remind you.

A massive smile popped on the face on Odette as she leant towards him teasing him with her parted lips. Watching on intently as his eyes followed the line her tongue made as it moistened her perfectly made up pouty lips.

Paul: and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

His smile lit up her eyes once more as he leant in towards her, his lips edging into her getting closer and closer. As Odette’s eyes scanned his face she didn’t back down or pull away, just as they were about to make contact he pulled back with a wicked smile on his face.

Paul: Now tell me duchess, what did you do with him?

A seemingly serious question was met with cool and collected eyes as Odette erased the gap between them. Her lips brushing pass his as she spoke.

Odette: I got rid of him, like we discussed.

Looking up into his eyes she smiled, before returning her gaze down to his lips. Just as she was about to lay hers against his, his dark mysterious accent broke her train of thought.

Paul: That’s my girl.

With out any more waiting or suffering, Paul used his left hand to pull Odette into him resting it firmly on the middle of her back. While his right hand came up to hold the side of her face, within seconds their lips finally touched and they were finally reunited. Her lips soft lips instantly melting into his as he courted her, holding her willingly under his possession as his hot pink tongue, broke down her not so tight defence system. After all when it came to him, she was putty in his hands but when it came to her he was equally just as crippled. As his big strong left arm wrapped around her back she felt at ease in his control, their kiss continued to deepen as Odette’s hands came up from her side to grip into his grey cotton shirt, feeling the need to pull him into her. Dropping his right hand away from her face, it came around to the front of her chest, before gripping ever so gently around her throat. He was forceful and assertive but he would never do anything to hurt her, never in a hundred years. As the two continued to reintroduce themselves a swift cold chill blew across Jackson Square, Paul was quick to open one eye and look around ensuring their safety before returning back to the kiss.

***

Steve Ramone.

Well where to start? Who would have thought we would make it this far in the tournament? If I can be completely honest I was counting us out in week one. I mean facing Misty after a leave of absence? That’s no easy venture but you and I made it look too easy. Hell we even got in a photo finish with our victory. Who would have thought that you and I would make such a good team? Then to prove that it wasn’t just a fluke we tangled with Roxi and Argento and like a reward for all our hard work and dedication we were able to leave them defeated in the ring.

Now in theory this week looks easy on paper, I mean Ethan and Delia? Now I’m not saying that Ethan will be an easy victory but I am saying he is tied up with this whole ordeal with Frost. Now from what we all witnessed last week Frost did a mighty fine job at making sure he was about to inflict enough damage on Landon and Ethan to leave the Guns for Hire fumbling around looking for bullets. But Steve if we know one thing’s for sure, regardless of Ethan’s status, regardless of his presence in the ring the true wild card in this matchup is Delia.

Precious sweet little Delia.

Now I’m not going to promise you were going to walk in and out with this match in the bag, but I can promise you one thing... I will try with everything in my power to make sure that French bitch is left down and out. Bank on it.

However that’s another story for another time in this promo, right now you just need to know that I still have your back because like you have proved to me you have mine. I just wish you would have listened when I warned you about Gabriel, I know what he’s like and I know what he can do and regretfully I know that when he makes a threat, the first time it’s a warning the second time it’s official. So Steve please, let me handle Gabriel. There’s no need for you to stick your nose into this anymore, I get you’re just trying to defend me but trust me I’m like Teflon when it comes to Gabriel... he’s not going to stick on me. He will get bored and all this glitter and shimmer will disappear soon I promise.

We need to focus on the match at hand; we need to focus on Ethan and Delia because it’s granted that they will use Gabriel against us. We need to keep doing what we have been doing and that’s functioning as a team. So come Sunday Steve let’s pray that Ethan and Delia come to the ring with a clean match in mind and let’s pray that they slip up nice and early so we can get the hell out of the arena. You can go be with your family and I can do my best a luring Gabriel away from you.

I’ll see you Sunday partner, but get ready to bring it... because trust me we’re far from being the favourites in this thing... we’re going to have to build all the momentum we can muster to get a victory on our side, so if by chance we do advance into the finals we have enough up our sleeves to pull off a stunning victory.

Because of in spite of who wins out of Simon and Brandy versus Ben and Song we’re up for the fight of our lives. So don’t count our chickens yet Steve but mark my words I will try my best to get us over that line and who knows in a few weeks we might find ourselves holding above our heads a very fancy trophy. You might win a chance to face Simon for his heavyweight championship and I just might win my way back into the ranks of Sin City Wrestling.

***

Odette: Delia Darling... well this should be fun. I mean how shall I start this? Oh I know... Il était une fois?

The camera pans around to see Odette’s beaming white smile as she playfully waves at the camera.

Odette: Surprise, you pitiable little bitch, I bet you didn’t think that I could speak French no? Or that I could even read French, well trust me sweetie I can and I did and let me just start of by saying right here and right now... how unoriginal of you to go after Gabriel like that. How pathetic of you... you think that since you and he exchanged some sweet words over twitter in French that this going to rile me up, that this is going establish fear in my blackened heart?

Shaking her head from side to side Odette just sighs unamused.

Odette: Honey you’re late night meetings won’t and will not influence me because hey, maybe it’s healthy of him to go out and get in one of the most used pussies in the fashion world. I mean let’s be honest he can’t always fly first class can he?

Odette uses her hands as she waves them up and down her body showing to everyone at home that she was first class. The resident Aussie is wearing a floor length black flowing halter neck Vera Wang dress that hugs her breasts and hips, like it was made for her. Probably because it was.

Odette: But what was it that you two were saying something about cutting the head off a snake? Oh baby girl, you can’t kill what you can’t outwit or destroy... so sure I’ll be a snake... you can be the mouse and hell we’ll make a day of it.

Turning around Odette looks down from her balcony into her large swimming pool, letting the night lights shimmer in her emerald eyes.

Odette: You know what the saddest part of all of this Delia? Is that you’re that incompetent when it comes to wrestling, you think that hitting up someone’s ex will help you in the ring? You know what he’s going to tell you that will be helpful to you and Ethan, nothing absolutely nothing. He may claim that he knows everything about me, but just like he hides cards and doves in his leather jacket, I’ve got a few tricks and treats of my own.

Turning back to the camera Odette just smiles, before pushing herself away from the railing of the balcony and heading inside her new house.

Odette: You know what the best part of all of this is? If you remember what happened last year, you could see that history is repeating with Gabriel and his advice giving. I mean last year I caught him talking to two of my opponents in the locker room no doubt giving them pointers about me... and do you know what I did Delia? I physically and mentally destroyed Roxi and Necra... I hung the bitches out to dry... because just when they thought they knew everything about me, I stepped it up, I became unpredictable and bitch when I’m on a roll I’m un-fucking-stoppable.

Not hiding her delight in her self confidence Odette started to walk around her lavish bedroom that was decorated in high glossed furniture and dripping in designer bed sheets and knick-knacks.

Odette: So tell me Delia, was using Gabriel you’re only game plan against me or did you think of a backup plan? I mean no doubt you’ll sit down with your friends and you’ll cut out a picture of me and you’ll write something “outrageous” across my face as you stick it in your burn book. Wow a burn book? Since when did you turn into Rachel McAdams or Lindsay Lohan? It must suck knowing that everyone knows your very existence in the wrestling world is based off a cheesy teen flick? I wonder what Delia would be like without her constant coaching from the mean girls movie? What would your ammo be then bitch?

Shrugging her slender shoulders Odette smirked before heading to her walk in wardrobe.

Odette: I mean I guess it’s getting your noticed, I mean at least your trying to take a lame concept and make it into something original... but regardless of how original you claim to be, you’re just like another Bombshell that has walked into Sin City Wrestling... let me give you some clues, foreign accent, high end fashion sense? Has the taste for the finer things in life? Hmm is this sounding familiar Delia? There’s a definite link between us but let me point out the obvious differences you’re French, I’m Australian, You’re Dior I’m more higher quality Chanel, you’re trying to be the queen of different entrances... when it’s already been done before... you’re like the trashy version of me, that has horrid fashion sense, a bad over bite, shit wrestling skills and absolutely no reason for sticking her nose in my business.

The Camera follows Odette inside her massive walk in, showing off her collection of never ending Christian Louboutins, her never ending wall of designer bags and clutches and her prized diamond collection that sits in the middle of the room in a class cabinet under lock and key.  

Odette: So Delia, tell me what it’s like trying to be like me? What’s it like thinking you can even come close to what I have or what I can do? Let’s face it Delia, you’re collection will never be bigger than mine and I’m not just talking about my endless clothes, my endless jewels... I’m talking about my wrestling accomplishments as well... you see only a girl like you can dream about becoming the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell champion, while a duchess like me knows what it’s like to live and breathe it. You see unlike you Delia, hell unlike the rest of the Sin City Wrestling Bombshells I don’t even have to show the belt for them to know what I am... and that’s right up there at the top.

Putting her hands up in the air Odette shows of her vast collection of material objects before turning back around to face the camera.

Odette: The worst thing about you wanting to be like me, is that you’re even willing to dip into my seconds... but it’s okay Delia... I’m sure after your date with Gabriel you can tell me how my left overs taste?

Winking at the camera the resident Aussie of Sin City Wrestling, makes her way over to her giant bed in the middle of her very large bedroom. Taking a seat on the end of the bed Odette, looks down at her Breitling watch knowing that she is cutting it fine with the time.  

Odette: Now Delia, I know you’re going to come at me with why you need to win this and that you’ll stop at nothing to make sure you and that sexy man beast Ethan win this week at Climax Control but honey read my lips, it’s not going to happen... you see in your bid to try and get one over me with a chit chat with Gabriel, you have let yourself wide open. You’re weak, you’re an easy target... and you know what... I think I’m going to enjoy spending time with you in the ring this Sunday... I’m going to enjoy slithering my way around you, tightening my constriction every time you make a false move, every time that you step up to me. I’m going to enjoy over powering you and in turn over coming you. After all you and Gabriel said I was the snake, so I intend on acting like one. So after the match when you’re left lying flat on your back gasping for air, just know that you encouraged this, you wanted this... and who am I to disappoint my biggest fan no?

Leaning forward Odette picks up a pair of her favourite black Christian Louboutins and slips them on one at a time. Looking up from her position the Australian can’t help but laugh.

Odette: Face it Delia, what I plan for you and I is much bigger than the blast from the past tournament in fact, what I plan to do to you in that ring... out on the streets they’d call it murder.

Looking back down at her watch once more Odette quickly looks back up at the camera.

Odette: Come Sunday at climax control, Delia... win or lose for Steve, this isn’t over between us... in fact this is only the beginning... now hold on cheap Dior hat princess because this ride isn’t going to end in your favour.

With that said and done Odette blew a kiss at the camera before winking as the scene faded out to nothing.

 “They say that missing someone is as part of loving them, if you’re never really apart; you’ll never know how strong your love for them really is.”

Gabriel: Odette

Opening up we find the resident power couple of Sin City Wrestling, lying side by side on a beach chair soaking in the glorious vitamin D that’s radiating from the burning Tortola sun. Odette’s tucked in tightly underneath Gabriel’s right arm, her head resting upon his slight sweat covered chest. His hand is firmly placed on her shoulder as if he was afraid that he was to let her go, it would already be tomorrow. Ah tomorrow the first day in a very long time these two heated and passionate lovers would be apart, to say the impending separation of the two was going to be a nightmare for them both, that would be wording it too kindly. Although Gabriel had a pair of dark shades covering his eyes, Odette could sense that he was staring at her, waiting patiently for her to respond, but the dryness in her mouth was over powering. She wanted to speak but the words just couldn’t be formed. Reaching across his body she gave him a tight squeeze reassuring him that everything was going to be okay and that she was listening to him.

Gabriel: Baby, talk to me… what’s going on in that mind of yours?

Although she was present in body, her darling future Husband could sense that his future wife was hiding something from him. The feeling of being left out in the dark consumed him; it crippled him; it rendered him hopeless. He wanted to take away the pain that he knew was glowing in her eyes like the smallest struggling flame of a choking candle, he wanted to take away the doubt, the insecurities that over the past few weeks had been starting to hatch inside Odette’s mind. Letting out a huff she licked her lips before pressing her sunglasses up the bridge of her nose. The serious huff was exterminated by a sigh of relief as she felt his fingers dance lightly on the oiled skin of her arm, comforting her; the best he could.

Odette: I’m just tired Gabe.

Swallowing hard he knew she was lying, not to protect him but to protect herself. Odette knew that Gabriel’s mind must have been racing, she knew that she needed to stop it. She needed to stop the impending doubt that no doubt was growing inside him. Lifting herself up she turned to look up at him, flashing him a warm smile, her white teeth seemingly gleaming against her naturally tanned skin.

Odette: I love you Gabriel, don’t ever forget that… no matter what gets said, don’t ever forget that I love you and only you… I’d sacrifice myself to the world, if it meant sparing you.

Screwing up his nose Gabriel seemed confused by what Odette had just said but she didn’t give him much time to think about it. Leaning in her soft lips pressed eagerly against his, at first it was just a sweet little kiss but the desperation of knowing they were going to be apart for seventy-two hours was enough to drive them both crazy. His hands came up and wrapped around her, pressing into the small of her back demanding that she draw closer to him, a demand that she was happy to submit to. Running her hand up to caress the side of his face, she moaned in anticipation as his tongue playfully entered her warm mouth. Running his right hand down her oiled back, it travelled down her spine, tingling each vertebrae as the very tips of his fingers ran across them. It’s destination was her well rounded behind, the same behind that had somewhat made her famous. Giving it a firm squeeze, Odette broke the kiss and smirked down to her magician. Running her tongue across her newly moisturised lips, she watched Gabriel like a hawk.

Odette: Don’t be naughty.

A self-satisfied laugh left his lips as he pressed his hand firm on her behind. Gabriel slowly started to run his index finger underneath the seam of her bright purple bikini bottom, playing with her rounded bare behind.

Odette: Gabriel!!!

Although her strong call out of his name was telling him to stop, the tone in her voice was actually encouraging. Looking up at her with innocence behind his glasses Odette couldn’t help but smile as he just shrugged his shoulders.

Odette: What if someone sees?

As if all of a sudden she cared about what people thought about them, if anything she was stalling the foreseeable future.

Gabriel: Then let em’ see.

His voice was almost like a growl as he perched himself up in the chair, leaning forward so he could take the tender spot on her neck between his lips. Closing her eyes she sighed as his teeth pushed into her skin before the numbing feeling of pressure from light sucking took over. Resting her hand on his firm chest Odette looked down at her nine carat engagement ring and smiled, knowing that this was the man she was going to spend the rest of her days with. As that memory flooded back into her mind Odette snapped back, pulling herself away from Gabriel’s spirited grip on her neck.

Odette: I have to pack for home.

It was if a gust of wind had tumbled in and blown out all the candles in the world, Gabriel’s playful expression dropped to misery. The same happy smile on Odette’s face had crashed and burned as she pressed her forehead against his.

Gabriel: I don’t want you to go Odette.

Biting the insides of her mouth she fought back the urge to scream, not at him but at the imminent heartache the two would face being a part.

Odette: I don’t want to leave you either Gabriel, but…

Gabriel: No buts just stay, talk to me we can sort this out.

As if the pleading in his tone wasn’t enough the sadness that was written all over his face was the kicker. Odette didn’t know exactly why she needed to get away, she just had to go. It had nothing to do with Gabriel, she was crazy about him. She would do anything for him, but as she looked around she was reminded, she was pained and she was driven to near sickness of the present. Turning back to look at Gabriel her left hand found his, taking it in hers she pressed it up against her chest.

Odette: You and me are fine baby, there’s nothing to sort out between us… it’s just… it’s just…

Her eyes dropped from his as she felt a burning prick her eyes, she wanted to blurt out everything to him, she wanted to tell him exactly how she felt but she knew he wouldn’t exactly understand her reasoning, hell she didn’t even understand it herself.

Gabriel: It’s just what?

Pressing her into him once again he held onto her tightly. Odette sighed once more before looking out into the clear blue water, her Australian accent crackling while she spoke.

Odette: It’s this… it’s all of this…

Her eyes scanned around the island as Gabriel looked at his future bride baffled.

Gabriel: We’re in paradise Odette, how can it be that?

His voice was filled with question as if he didn’t believe her, why should he? After all it’s not every day you are paid to do your job from paradise, it’s not every day you get to wake up in heaven. Turning back to Gabriel, Odette paused before sighing, the wind being knocked from her sails.

Odette: It’s everything Gabriel, it’s the tour, it’s the merger, it’s the lack of motivation, the lack of having nothing left to fight for in Sin City Wrestling, it’s the being forced to get along with Misty, it’s the pressure of staying positive when everything around you is filled with complete lies and bullshit.

Looking down at Gabriel she squeezed his hand that was in hers tightly, reassuring him before continuing.

Odette: You’re the only thing in my life worth fighting for, you’re the only person in my life that I would do anything for… you’re the only thing that makes sense right now, but I know that you love this… I know that you love the change, you love where we are and what we’re doing… you have the world at your feet Gabriel, you could go for anything in Sin City Wrestling and take it… for me I’m limited, I feel caged by it, I feel like I’m going stir crazy over here.

Taking a deep breath Odette rested her head back down onto Gabriel’s chest wrapping his arm around her tightly. Gabriel didn’t say anything, how could he when Odette had just blurted out all of that to him, it was a lot to take on it was a lot to process. She just hoped that he understood why she needed to get away, why she had to clear her head, think about her future and get it right. Ultimately everything that she decides has a play on effect that would affect him, that’s why she was taking the time out, taking a moment to get away from it all so she could focus and she could make the right decision.

Odette: SCW can’t give me anything else, it can’t reward me with anything worthy… the best thing they gave me was you, there’s no topping that. It’s just how can I stay competitive in a world that I feel I have already achieved everything I’m allowed to? That doesn’t even begin to describe what I feel about work right now.

Her words were cut off by the touch of Gabriel’s thumb pressed up against her lips, leaving it linger then for a few short seconds Odette couldn’t help but hear a clock ticking inside her mind as if she was waiting for Gabriel to explode at her calling her ungrateful. Swallowing hard she braced herself for the backlash but instead her fear was drowned by the touch of his soft lips against hers. His hand came up to hold the side of her face as he tenderly eased her pain, he so perfectly stopped her mind from racing by releasing the antidote of a million and one butterflies in her stomach. He understood her, of course he would, she had nothing to fear, it was just the sweetest little saddest hurdle they would face in their perfect world to date. As Gabriel invited her to deepen the kiss he cheekily pulled back smiling up at her with his mouth, but a hint of sadness still lingered in his eyes.

Gabriel: I can’t say I know exactly what you’re going through, but if this is what you have to do, then you have to do it… but Odette, please don’t bottle this up from me again, I’m here to help you, I want to help you… you’re my god damn wife and the very last thing I want to see you do is go through something alone… we will fight this baby, until the very end… if you decide that enough is enough… I have no dramas in fulfilling your fantasy and making you the most beautiful glowing mother to be in the history of mothers.

As if on cue his hand found its way onto her flat stomach, motioning where their future would one day be completely wrapped up in. Odette didn’t speak at first she just smiled and quickly swiped away a single tear that had escaped from underneath her Dior sunglasses. Seeing that his pride and joy was upset Gabriel pulled her in for a tense yet tender hug, his hands running up and down her warm skin comforting her.

Odette: I’m going to miss you Gabriel.

Compressing her harder into him as if he didn’t want to let her go Gabriel sighed, before letting his soothing English accent break free.

Gabriel: I’m going to miss you too.

Kissing the top of her head Gabriel rested his chin on top of Odette’s head as the two continued to lay in silence. Closing her eyes Odette soaked up the feeling of his radiant flesh against hers, she focused on his breathing and matched hers with his. Ever since she met this man all she ever wanted to do was be near him, be with him and one day be everything to him. To some this love story might have been revolting, it might have been too much but to them it was all that mattered and all that will continue to matter. To them it just felt right.

~~~

“Coming together is a beginning, keeping together is progress and working together is a success” – Henry Ford

Odette: Well people believe that the first title defence is the hardest, but I didn’t expect it to be this so damn complicated. Let’s revaluate shall we? I’m still stuck tagging with a woman who I’d much rather see hung out to dry then in the same damn corner as me in the wrestling ring. Sure last week I nodded at her, sure last week I might have helped Misty from being blind-sided by Gothika. Let’s face it I wasn’t going to let the Fallen have their way with Misty, that would be too obvious that would be too predictable, plus Gothika deserved to have her face bounced off the ring canvas for sinking her fangs into my neck at Summer XXXTreme two. So don’t go reading into my save as a sign of friendship, because I can assure you it was just pure payback.

Standing on the ledge of the over the water bungalow that herself and Gabriel had rented for the tour Odette smiles towards the cameraman who is standing by her side.

Odette: As far as my alliance with Misty, it’s pure business, there’s no backstage tea parties, there are no slumber parties and their sure as hell isn’t any team meetings. Why should we converse? When we both know that we’re the best team Sin City Wrestling has to offer, cocky? No just the cold hard facts. Christian put us together so someone could topple the Fallen, so someone could stand a chance against beating them, never in a million years did anyone suspect that Misty and I would be able to coexist for the full match, but they all knew deep down that we were taking the gold home that night regardless of our ring side manner.

Another cheeky trademark smirk crosses her face as she wraps her arms around her body the cool night breeze touches her skin causing Goosebumps to form.

Odette: Do I wish that Misty and I were closer as a team? No, no I don’t. Why would I? Everyone keeps banging on about trust being the best tool a team can have, when in reality it the bitterness that is driving Misty and myself. Don’t understand? I don’t expect you to… but when you’re forced to team with your worst enemy there’s something that happens to you that just takes over. You get this little bit of fire in your belly that you have to feed, it’s not a show of how well we can work together in a team, it’s a display of how well we can out wrestle each other. It’s a game, every time Misty and I tag together it’s a learning curve, I get to see up close and personal her moves, her counters and her attacks. If anything Christian Underwood you sly old dog you, I know exactly what you’re up too.

Winking Odette taps her nose as if she knew exactly what Christian was up to, needless to say it might not be that obvious to some.

Odette: I guess it’s time to address who will be Misty and my first challengers the tough little team of Parand Ara and Joanne Canelli, these girls are exactly like Misty and I chalk and cheese so I know not to take them lightly… I mean if Misty and I can coexist the rest of the world should be able to get along.

Shrugging her shoulders Miss Ryder licks her lips before rolling her shoulders back. Her focus still piercing down the cameras lens.

Odette: Let’s start with Parand Ara shall we? The Syrian Bombshell, the very lady who has walked into this company with the biggest chip on her shoulder. If I remember correctly wasn’t it this loose cannon that attacked poor Vixen over split coffee? If that how she reacts to beverages I’d hate to see her in line at Starbucks. Will she be able to contain her rage and sore some type of tag team abilities… I doubt it. She couldn’t even make it through her first night without getting into a brawl with someone so how on God’s littler green earth is she going to be able to team with Joanne? But Parand Buddy, you might think you stand a chance this Sunday night, but I’m telling you, you don’t. Your beliefs and your mysterious ways don’t frighten they don’t intimidate. You might have left Vixen battered and bruised, but unlike my NXT team mate you won’t get the glorious feeling of doing the same thing to me. Your volatile hands won’t be the cause of my pain, they won’t be the cause of my misery and they won’t be the hands to take my Sin City Wrestling Tag Team Championship away from me.

Shaking her head, she continues seemingly rushing through this.

Odette: I don’t care how experienced you are or what you had to go through to get here, when you enter the six sided ring of SCW you enter a war field that has time and time again been dominated by Misty and I. You’re in way above your head, so don’t think for one second you have what it takes to destroy us. To ruin this hold we have on the Bombshell Tag Team Championships, You Parand have been selected to be one half of the first team that gets the same fate as the rest of the Bombshell tag teams out there, defeat, bitter sweet defeat. A term that you’re so rightfully coming to grips with. What you did to Vixen was unforgiveable but I promise you I personally won’t let you get that close to even think about flipping out on Misty or I. You might be what people are calling the mysterious power player in this match, but I’m all for stopping the hype that surrounds you. You’re love of brutality will be your downfall, because you Parand don’t have the Tag Team Championships in sight, you just want to redeem yourself from the failed trials of going after Vixen. I won’t let you find your release, I’ll be sure that misery stays with you. I’ll make sure it eats you alive and the very thought of it alone will be your crippling down fall.

That all too familiar flame is in her eyes as she looks back out into the water below her, for weeks now Odette had been showing this different side of herself.  

Odette: It’s funny how someone who has been labelled so dominating, so unstable can be so easily be manipulated. Come Sunday you’ll be walking in empty handed and walking out just the same. Parand it’s not your week, once again you will fall short of the price. Once again you will be shown your limitations, but don’t be so hard on yourself… you’ll be one half of the first but very many that will fall in line to the team of Tits McGee and myself.  

Holding back a laugh Odette does her best to continue without stalling, after all she was a professional

Odette: Now let’s address your tag team partner, Joanne Canelli. I knew it wouldn’t be too long between matches for Joey and myself. I knew that we would always meet again soon, unfortunately it has to be met with the same outcome, your demise. Don’t get me wrong Joanne this isn’t what I want for you because unlike your partner I want to see you rise up the Sin City Wrestling ranks like a wild flower, taking it by storm because unlike some of the other Bombshells around here you actually take pride in your work, you actually look like you want to be here and you will stop at nothing to pave your way in this company. I just disappointed to see that we have to go against one another, more so than teaming with one another.

Flashing a sincere smile the Aussie sigh out loud as if she’s releasing some hidden tension.

Odette: But regardless of how I feel about you and your future in this business I have a job to do this Sunday and that job is one that you know all too well, protecting what is yours. This Sunday I will stop at nothing to make sure this Championship belt doesn’t leave my sights and doesn’t leave my side. You see everyone will say that I don’t even want this, but regardless of what I want I think it’s fitting that MY belt is back on MY shoulder. I’m sure you can understand what I’m saying, this was my championship belt, I was one half of the team that originally held the Bombshell Tag Team Championships… I was one half of the girls who paved this amazing journey for female tag team wrestling in Sin City Wrestling… so I owe this belt my best, I owe it everything in my power to keep it. They say it isn’t the gold that defines someone it’s what they do with it that does. I made a mistake the first time I held this beautiful strap. I made a mistake in trusting my tag team partner a mistake I will never do again. A mistake I will never allow, you see Joanne my eyes are wide open to the fact that my team with Misty is like yours with Parand, a complete fuck up. It’s just I’m aware of what I need to do, so if that means gritting my teeth and bearing it I will. Just because I dislike Misty, it doesn’t mean it out shadows the love I have for MY Bombshell Tag Team belt. I thought everyone was joking when they say everything comes full circle before the bitter end.

Looking to her left the Tag Team Championship belt that she is talking about is resting up against the bungalow, sitting on its own nest of silk sheets. Sprinkled around it are some tropical flowers, it was as if she had placed it on a shrine.

Odette: I let my guard down the first time I held this belt and I’ll be damned if I do it again, so Joanne I know you have the hunger and I know you have what it takes in you to be a champion, but Sunday night won’t be your time in the sun. I would love to see you rise up to the occasion but I can’t let you take the one materialistic thing that Sin City Wrestling has given me, that means more to me then the Bombshell Championship. I worked my arse off for this belt, where the Bombshell Championship was more or less a Misty hand down, as much as it pains me to say it. I never deserved the Bombshell Championship, but I can honestly say I deserve this, I deserve my maker, I deserve my pride and my joy.. my belt.

Walking over towards her Championship belt Odette runs her perfectly manicured fingers over the name plate that reads “Odette Ryder” tapping it gently the smile on her face screams a thousand words.

Odette: Come Sunday you will all witness the continuous rise of Misty and Odette. We might not be the best team when it comes to getting along, but were the best damn team at making sure we do what we do best and that’s kicking arse inside the six sided ring. Misty, Muffin top, skank face, Tits McGee, Milfy… come this Sunday lets’ try and put some of our differences aside, let’s try and make this about what it truly is about… the Bombshell Tag Team Championships, let’s forget the fact that you’re a backstabbing, game playing mole for a few moments in time and let’s remember that underneath all that natural paleness, you’re in fact somewhat of a big deal here in SCW… Apparently.

Curling up the side of her lip Odette flashes the camera with a cheeky smirk before continuing.

Odette: I have no doubt in my mind that we will walk in with our belts and we will walk out with our belts, it’s not that hard to see what we’re and what we could become… the best damn bombshell tag team that Sin City Wrestling has ever seen. Come Sunday Parand I won’t be wishing you luck, I’ll be wishing you the very worst pain and suffering, why? Because I don’t like girls who act like children when something doesn’t go there way… plain and simple… you’re a mess. As for Joanne, I look forward to our encounter, even though we barely know each other, it’s you I put my faith in to lead this company to greatest and now Misty. Tits McGee you focus on not stabbing me in the back and I’ll try and focus on potentially give you your six hundredth chance, that everyone keeps banging on about… because you have “changed”

Mouthing “Yeah right” to the camera Odette just shrugs her shoulders and looks back over her shoulder seeing Gabriel coming out through the back door of their paradise home away from home. Turning back towards the camera Odette lets out a laugh that she tries to hide by covering her mouth, with her hand.  

Odette: Oh dear I’m sorry, it’s just so funny that people think that a leopard can really change its spots. But moving on, come Climax Control the true winners will be the fans because it’s going to do down to the wire, come Climax Control ladies… yep you guessed it… let’s ride.

Winking at the camera Odette playfully waves towards it as it slowly starts to fade. Turning back around to face Gabriel the two can be heard from the distance.

Gabriel: I missed you…

Odette: I missed you too…

Picking up Odette in his arms Gabriel twirls her around being carefully not to fall off the side of their bungalow. Putting her down on her feet Odette playfully slaps at his bare chest.

Odette: You did a stunt without me here? I should kick your arse…

Gabriel’s laughter over powered her voice as he looked down towards her innocently.

Gabriel: I might just like that… but for now let’s go to bed it’s late!

Odette: Bed? I can’t go to bed yet, I have A LOT of praying to God to do.

Winking up at him she brushed past him, giving his behind a fair tap on the way through.

Gabriel: Have I ever told you that I love it when your religious?

Following Odette into their home away from home, the sliding door is heard closing and the camera finally fades away into the night sky.

 OOC: Not my best work, very rushed... lost my net, can't access the site at work, sooo it was finished on my IPhone and I don't like to rp on my IPhone. Sorry Joanne, I hope we meet again soon.

Monday!

*WHACK*

That’s the sound of a hybrid golf club abruptly slapping into a nervously awaiting golf ball before it takes off whooshing through the slight breeze on one of the local Vegas Golf Courses. Opening up we find Odette Ryder standing, her right hand is up and pressed against her forehead as she’s watching her electric yellow golf ball soar high in the air, heading down towards the green. Beside Odette, her number one fan and on again off again best friend Melody Grace is trying to keep her eye on the ball as well, but to her golf was a brain numbing adventure. It was the type of sport that your grandfather took part on every Sunday, not overly sure why Odette had dragged her along for today’s activities Melody Grace just offered blinded advice. Well it was golf and she had no idea what she was talking about. To the left of Melody Grace a new face was seen a young brunette who look very similar to Odette, she was decked out in a matching golfers outfit. Melody turned to the Brunette and huffed.

Melody: So that’s it? This is the Ninth hole right?

Brunette: Correct, but O paid for us to play all eighteen holes today Mel…

Melody didn’t say anything she just ran her hands over her face in shock horror. Turning to face her blonde friend Odette clapped excitedly.

Odette:  She’s on the green baby!!!

Rolling her hazel eyes Melody tried to fake a excited reaction by an overreacting jump and down.

Melody: Woooohooo!

Placing her right hand on to Melody’s shoulder the Aussie laughed.

Odette:  Just a few more holes Mel, then we can see what the boys are up to and join them for dinner.

Melody: DINNER? You mean to tell me where going to be here until dinner time?

Folding her arms under her chest Melody’s bottom lips pushed out, sulking was one of Melody’s strong points. Odette high fived her unknown friend while laughing.

Odette:  Settle down Mel, Amy and I promise you’ll see Despy before dark.

Amy:  HA that sounds like a dirty late night porno.

Odette and Amy continued to giggle away as Melody stamped her feet.

Melody: HE’S JUST MY FRIEND!!!

Turning on the ball of her feet Amy winked towards Melody.

Amy:  oh yeah right, “friends”

Melody: We are, tell her O… Despy and I, are just friends…

Her bottom lip dropped when the words “just friends” fell out of her mouth but she was quick to cover it up with a smile as Odette nodded in agreement backing her number one fan up.

Odette:  Alright enough of the chit chat, Melody hurry up and take your shot.

Melody ran towards the tee with her ball in hand, she had seemingly forgotten that she was next in line. Stepping back beside Amy the Australian turned to her while Melody was licking her index finger trying to find out the direction the wind was coming from.

Odette:  So while we wait for Mel to take her shot, what did you have to tell me?

Amy sighed before turning to look at Odette, the serious look on her face was broken by the image of Melody stepping up to hit the golf ball Happy Gilmour style. After a big swing all Melody chipped up was grass, turning back to see if the girls had noticed Melody smiled as she saw them deep in conversation, giving her enough time to hide the evidence.

Amy:  Well do you want the good news of the bad news?

Odette:  Bad news, you always start with a negative so then you end on a positive…

Sucking on her bottom lip Amy shook her head, seeing Melody run up to take another strike of at the ball.

Amy:  You know I would never say anything to hurt your feelings right?

Odette:  Right?

A sense of confusion was rifled through Odette’s tone.

Amy:  Well, I took a look at your figures and well… it’s not looking as good as it used to.

Resting on the top of her golf club, Odette looked at the ground before looking back up at Amy.

Odette:  What’s the damage?

Amy:  Oh it’s nothing major, I mean you and Gabriel will still be sitting pretty when you retire, it’s just that… well…

Amy trailed off with her words she didn’t want to have to say what she was going to say.

Odette:  Well what?

Stepping towards her friend, her emerald eyes were searching her blue ones for answers.

Odette:  I’m a big girl Amy, I can handle it…

Sighing out loud Amy swallowed hard before speaking.

Amy:  You know I’m saying this because I’m in charge of your PR and I’m only looking out for you…

Odette:  Yeah, yeah spill the beans…

Amy:  Well it turns out that you and Gabriel aren’t getting a lot of outside offers anymore, impacting on your incomings because well… people don’t like the couples that play house…

Laughing as she pulled her flat brimmed cap down on her head Odette didn’t seem surprised.

Amy:  Why are you laughing?

Odette:  Oh no reason.

Amy:  You’re fine with this?

Shrugging her shoulder Odette smiled.

Odette:  It’s just money Amy, what are Gabe and I meant to do, fake a break up? Have a public domestic? I don’t think so. I won’t have my fans treated to another hoax like that. I love Gabriel and Gabriel loves me… so I don’t really care if the happy go lucky image isn’t satisfying the “money market”  

*CHIP*

Turning to look at Melody Grace, the smile on Odette’s face says it all while the jaw dropped expression on Amy’s face was another sign that something incredibly surreal just happened.

Melody: WHO’S THE BITCH NOW?!

Melody was jumping up and down while running towards Odette, jumping up into her best friends arms. Catching her Odette spun her around as Amy watched Melody’s ball soar high up in the sky.

Amy:  How the fuc…

Melody: ahhhh swear jar!!!!!

Odette put Melody back down on the grass.

Amy:  Swear jar? Are you for fucking real you just said bitch and now your hounding me for dollars?

Melody: I didn’t say the b word…

Amy turned to Odette who was smirking.

Odette:  Yeah, yeah you did…

Melody: oh nuts…

Amy:  and nuts?

Melody: Nuts isn’t a swear.

Amy nudged Odette, who was already and waiting to pick up on the game.

Odette:  Actually Mel it is…

Melody: is not…

Amy:  Oh but it is…

Melody: really?

Odette and Amy just nodded with serious looks on their faces while Melody’s normally tanned face had flushed white.

Melody: Don’t tell Despy...

Odette:  can I tell Angel then?

Melody ran up to Odette smacking her right hand over her friends lips, looking around from side to side as if Angel could be somewhere close.

Melody: especially not Angel.

Amy snorted back a laugh before taking her step up towards her tee, placing her ball on top of it.

Amy:  anyways O I wasn’t suggesting that you break up with Gabriel.

Pulling back from Odette, Melody looked up at friend in disbelief.

Melody: YOU’RE BREAKING UP WITH GABRIEL?!

Odette:  N---

Before she could reply she was cut off.

Melody: DOES GABRIEL KNOW YOU’RE BREAKING UP WITH HIM?

Odette:  I’m no----

Melody hugged into Odette almost on the verge of tears.

Melody: Oh O you need to rethink this terrible decision… he loves you… he loves you more than chocolate dipped cherries and more than that farmer that found the needle in that haystack. You can’t break up with him.

Running her hand through her friends hair Odette was trying to cheer her up, but she couldn’t get a word in.

Odette:  I ----

Melody: WHY WON’T YOU ANSWER ME?

Rolling her blue eyes Amy took her stroke towards the ball, the chipping sound of the club hitting the ball echoed. Turning around not even bothering to see where it landed Amy turned around and screamed towards Melody.

Amy:  SHE’S BEEN TRYING TO… IF YOU WOULD JUST…

Bite your tongue Amy.

Amy:  Let her, she will answer you…

Melody backed away from Odette waiting for the answer, Odette took a moment to collect her thoughts about what the hell had just happened before speaking.

Odette:  Mel, I’m not breaking up with Gabriel, you came in at the middle of the conversation after you were attempting to be Adam Sandler.

A sigh of relief left the little blonde body as she stepped away from Odette.

Melody: Oh thank Jesus…

Amy, Odette and Melody packed up their clubs and started to walk off towards the golf cart. Hoping in the back Melody turns around to face Amy and Odette with a questionable smile on her face.  

Melody: So what were you two talking about?

Odette:  Just money and PR stuff Mel, you know boring stuff.

Melody: oh you mean like golf…

Punching her friend lightly in the side of her arm Odette shook her head. Taking off Odette and the girls took off over the lush green hills in the golf buggy. Turning the Odette, Amy clicked her tongue off her white teeth flashing a devilish smile.

Amy:  I have an idea for you and Gabriel

Melody: Tell us…

Melody was almost jumping out of her seat in excitement.

Amy:  Well, O why don’t you and Gabriel get serious about that reality show you were thinking of.

Odette turned to Amy with a stunned yet an obviously dismissive look on her face.

Odette:  What and be like Nikki and Cena? I don’t think so…

Raising her right eyebrow Odette winks at Amy.

Amy:  No not like that lame total divas rubbish, I mean like a one hour web show, showing us behind the scenes… like I’m sure you and Gabriel don’t fight… but you two can’t be so chummy all the time like your fans are currently seeing. Let the fan girls see how the real Odette reacts to being in love with a risk taking magician, let the male fans see what it’s like getting ready for your matches. You know show them the stuff that normal reality shows miss out on…

Melody: Ewww, Fan girls I hate fan girls… there such jealous little twats.

Coughing out a choke Odette turns back to Melody her jaw dropped.

Odette:  MELODY GRACE… Bitches, nuts and twats today you’re on fire.

Melody’s blonde hair must have kicked in.

Melody: What a twat is a pregnant goldfish…

Amy turned back smiling.

Amy:  You mean a twit, darling..

Melody: Oh… oops, don’t tell Despayre, he will defriend me.

Amy:  Ahhh the friendzone.

Odette slapped her open palm on Amy’s leg flashing a look that said “stop it”

Amy:  What? I can’t help she is like Jacob out of twilight…

Melody screwed up her nose while Odette flashed a reassuring smile.

Melody: What if I’m Jacob, who is Despy?

Odette:  Bella…

Melody: Oh so who’s Edward…

A roaring laugh was heard from the front of the golf cart.

Amy:  Angel.

As Amy giggled again to herself Odette turned to Melody showing her an apologetic glare. Turning to Amy Odette squared her eyes.

Odette:  Knock it off Amy. You don’t even know them… so behave would you?

Fobbing Odette off with a wave Amy adjusted the position of her cap.

Amy:  Sorry, but I just couldn’t resist….

Odette:  Well try harder… I want my friends to like you and I want you to get along with them as well…

Amy:  Please, they’ll love me… So what do you think of my idea?

Turning away from Amy Odette focused on the journey in front of them, she was quiet.

Odette:  I’ll think about it… I need to talk to G first…

Heading off into the distance the sound of three girls laughing quickly came back on to the scene. Today had been an eye opened for Odette never did she think her relationship with Gabriel would be impacting on HIS career.

Tuesday!

Opening up on a fresh Tuesday morning Odette was home alone a perfect time to make a little phone call. Sitting outside on the balcony that comes out from their main bedroom Odette looks down at her white IPhone, she flicks through her address book finding the man she’s looking for. As the phone starts to ring Odette places it on speaker, putting the phone down on the glass table in front of her the Aussie listens to it ring.

HS:  and what can I do for you?

That voice can only belong one person, Mark Hot Stuff Ward. Odette smiles before letting out a slight laugh.

Odette:  Now now Marky… is that how you answer all your phone calls.

HS:  Only to certain demanding Bombshells

Screwing up her nose Odette smirks.

Odette:  Oh buddy, you don’t even know how demanding I could be.

His laughter was reassuring, Mark and Odette had a friendly relationship. The type where they could take the mickey out of each other without having to worrying about hurting each-others feelings.

HS:  But seriously what can I do for you?

Odette:  I just wanted you to know that I’ve picked my dream match.

HS:  Is that so?

Nodding her head Odette had a smile from ear to ear.

HS:  Are you going to tell me?

Odette:  Hold your horses…

Delaying her match Odette looked down at her phone smiling.

Odette:  Mark, you know how you said we could have any dream match we have ever wanted?

HS:  … yeah…

The curiosity in his voice said it all.

Odette:  Well my dream match is Gabriel versus Simon Jones.

I think we know where this is going.

HS:  NO.

Not even thinking about it Mark Ward rejected the match.

Odette:  Why not?

Her voice was riddled with disappointment as she evil eyed the phone.

HS:  Because the match has to have YOU in it…

Odette:  but I don’t have a dream match that contains me… I want this match Mark.

HS:  Sorry Odette but it’s not happening..

Odette:  why not?

HS:  Because I said so…

Pouting at the phone, Odette lets out a huff as she drums her manicured nails across the glass table top.

Odette:  Well if I can’t have that match I would like to suggest this one… Simon and Roxi versus Gabriel and myself… for the top titles…

Mark didn’t say anything at first but Odette could almost hear the clogs inside his mind tick over.

HS:  I’ll think about it

The pearly white smile on Odette’s face said it all; she was winning the battle of getting Gabriel a heavyweight championship shot.  

HS:  But it won’t be for the belts…

Her smile was quickly replaced with a distinct look of anger.

HS:  Stop evil eyeing me through the phone O

Odette:  this is utter crap Mark and you know it…

HS:  Hey listen here; you know why we can’t let you both go for the gold…

Mumbling under her breathe Odette drummed her nails on the table top, the look on her face was one of pure disappointment.

Let me just break the scene for a bit right here. Sure you might think that Odette’s just pushing for Gabriel to go for the main title because she’s a gold loving bombshell…. but Odette wants Gabriel to go up for the heavyweight championship because she feels that he honestly deserves it. The first ever Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion, since the day he lost it has been kept away from the belt that he could so rightfully grasp and carry it proudly. He could so rightfully hold. Odette believes that deep down Gabriel wants one last shot, he just isn’t saying it. So his Aussie girlfriend has made an oath, to get Gabriel a heavyweight championship title match. A challenge that’s proving to be very difficult.

HS:  O, are you there? Are you even listening?

Odette:  Just think about it Mark… If not for me… then for fans and for Gabriel… You know just as well as I do he deserves this…

HS:  According to everyone they deserve it… but I’ll think about it… just don’t get your hopes up okay?

Odette:  I never do Mark, I never do…

Sensing the doubt in her voice Mark was quick to try and change it.

HS:  I know what you’re trying to do for Gabriel O, I think it’s really sweet and all that other junk… but you need to start thinking about what you want for your career…. Like seriously think about it…

Odette:  You know what I want Marky Mark… but how about we make a deal? I’ll think about my career and you think about changing your mind about that title match….

HS:  Nice try…

A light laugh left her lips as she brought the phone up closer to her face.

Odette:  You can’t say no forever Mark… and you should know me by now…. I never… ever… ever give up… does Chanel Lipstick ring a bell? That was only a preview of how annoying and persistent I can be… so buckle up hot shot…

HS:  It’s Hot Stuff…

Rolling her green eyes Odette smirked.

Odette:  Yeah, yeah… bye Marky!!!

Odette could almost picture Mark’s right hand making a fist at that last line, smiling wildly the young Aussie didn’t even wait for Mark to reply she just hung up the phone. If there was one thing Odette was good at, it was playing innocent little mind games. This right now was going to be a world of fun.

Wednesday!

Odette:  Well, well, well… I guess it was only a matter of time before the Jersey Devil Diva and I would be going to go toe to toe.

Opening up we find Odette sitting on her balcony outside her bedroom that she shares with Gabriel. She’s looking down and out over the number of Vegas hills and endless rolls of desert.

Odette:  Let’s get this perfectly straight Joanne, this weekend… I don’t care what side of your personality you bring because I’ll be ready. You amaze me, for someone who has been in the company for a shorter time than most we have seen you come in and try to enforce an Mafia dominance on the crowd, when have then witnessed you turn into a fan loving bubbly girl… who then snaps and joins Team Erik, only to turn around moments later and come crawling back to the Sin City Wrestling Fans. You’re unstable Joanne, not mentally but morally. You’ll stand for anything if it will line your Gucci pant pockets. Come Sunday, bring whoever you want to be on that night, because mark my words… this isn’t going to be an easy fight. This isn’t going to be a stampede heading in my direction… This will be your wake up call. If you want to play with the big girls, if you want to make it to the top Joanne, you need to make one clear decision and stick with it… this wishy washy bullshit that you’re playing with now is your downfall, it’s your weakness… a weakness I can and will capitalize on.

Finally turning to the camera Odette winks towards it, while an army of fluffy animals run out onto the balcony rolling around making a commotion. Ignoring them at first Odette just laughs it off followed by a smile.

Odette:  I’m not some sort of Hit Joanne that will be easy for you to take out, I’m not the Bombshell you should be trying to intimidate with false securities either. I know who I work for, I know who I fight for and week in and week out they have given me what it takes to stay at the top, champion or not… I’m still at the top because of one thing and one thing only… the love of my fans. If you think for one moment that I’m going to surrender to your ‘power’ to your ‘family’ you have another thing coming... a Mafia’s power can only go so far Joanne, but trust me it can’t and won’t pass the Rydernite zone.

Pointing down to her shirt that reads “I have the Best Fans in the World” Odette clicks her tongue off her white teeth before continuing.  

Odette:  I’ve wanted to face you since the day you have walked in the front door, not because of power and greed… but because unlike most Bombshells here you bring something different… but as different as you maybe Bella Donna, that doesn’t change my ideal outcome and that’s walking out of Climax Control with another win underneath my belt. You might think because of my draw at Into The Void II I might be slipping, I might be an easy target… but that draw is exactly what I needed, call it my bitter reality check… anyone could beat me if they truly put their mind too it… in fact I’m living for that day… but that day won’t be this Sunday, that day won’t be reserved for you.

Odette shakes her head as if to say no, while wiggling her right index finger towards the camera. Her Australian accent is a lot softer a lot quieter than normal, as if to state that her last match has taken an emotional toll on her, making it hard to recall it.

Odette:  I can’t and won’t allow a lost little girl from Jersey be the one to stand over me and claim victory. So read my lips Joanne… this Sunday we finally meet, we finally get to face each other. I will be coming at you with everything, because I have almost tasted defeat… and I know that right now, I’m not ready for it. Bring everything you have you little Jersey Shore reject because at Climax Control… I have a point to prove and unfortunately for you… you’ll be my hit.

Leaning forward in the chair, Odette’s green eyes stare down the lens of the camera. Licking her lips she fans her long brown hair out of her face, turning back to see her little animal family run back inside. Blushing slightly the Aussie turns back to the camera, demanding it’s attention.

Odette:  I let my Rydernites down at Into The Void II so let this Sunday be the night I make it up to you all, let this be my resurrection. Rydernites this Sunday I’m going to need you more than ever… so band together and help me defeat the Jersey Devil Diva… let’s show her what it’s like to play at the top… and Joanne… come this Sunday let’s give this night a little shake up by making match number two on the night, the pre main event… don’t hold back, don’t back down… in fact let’s ride.

Blowing Joanne and her Rydernites a kiss, Odette gets up and walks away leaving the scene to fade out over the stunning views of the Vegas desert.  

 ***
Here we go again, I’m fairly sure Odette made a pack that she would never ever go after the Bombshell Championship again. In fact if I can remember correctly I’m fairly sure Odette has said just recently that she doesn’t want to hold any gold in Sin City Wrestling. Why? It’s a strange request but you see Odette strongly believes that you don’t need a leather strap with some fancy gold name plates on it to prove that you’re the best. Shouldn’t her undefeated streak in singles competition, her two former title runs and the fact that she has won two tournaments that Sin City Wrestling has had to offer? Surely that should be enough to keep everyone satisfied, surely that should keep the bosses happy, am I right?

Well sadly no. Here Odette stands in front of the biggest match of her career to date here she is once again with the weight of the world on her shoulders. Once again she has to prove her worth, prove her keep and prove to each and every single one of the Sin City Wrestling fans that she is one of the best, if not she is pretty damn close to being the best as far as the match rankings go in SCW. Not only does she have all of that to deal with she has to think of the three others in this match that are on her side. For her to walk out of Hostile Takeover as a winner, she has to ensure that all of her team mates escape the ring. With a bucket full of trust issues as of late, do you honestly think that is going to sit well in Odette’s mind? Forget Misty and her mind games, Hot Stuff, Christian and Erik have already gone in and taken over.

This match is not going to be easy in any way. The first struggle will be finding trust with her partners, the second struggle will be facing the cage, the third struggle for Odette will be to make sure all of her team gets out and gets out of there fast. The longer this match will go on for, the bigger the risk is of injury. No one wants to walk into this one only to be carried off in a stretcher. No one wants their biggest moment in sports and entertainment to be crippled by the fear of the cage. I think it’s fair to say these are some of the issues that will be faced by all of the opponents heading to the ring at Hostile Takeover.

Walking into Hostile Takeover Vixen and Roxi are just like Odette they have everything to gain and nothing to lose. Let’s hope they can pull it together to help protect Faith’s Bombshell Roulette Championship. How are they going to do that? By working as a team. You see Team Erik might think they have the upper hand because they “own” the bombshell but let me tell you something about ownership. You see she’s a bit of a mysterious devil, you can’t really own something when it’s fully out of your reach and you can’t really own something when it was never yours to begin with. Sound familiar? How can Erik Staggs think he owns Sin City Wrestling when he doesn’t have his finger in any financial pie? You’ve all been tricked and mislead Team Erik but you’ll work that out in time.

At Hostile Takeover you will find Vixen, Roxi, Faith and Odette working together like a well-oiled machine to stop at nothing to make sure they’re the four walking out of this match up with four brand new shiny belts even tho Odette has said that she doesn’t want the Bombshell Championship, she never said that she would let her team down. So if taking over the bombshell division’s top championship belt is what she has to do to ensure that Team Sin City Wrestling stays at the top, then this Aussie is going to get herself very familiar with a steel cage. Very familiar in deed as for team Erik.

Gothika and Raynin – Beaten and conquered by Odette Ryder, Misty? Beaten and conquered twice by Odette Ryder as for Necra? She is the only one in that beaten Odette in a push your opponent, in an open grave “match” match. So excuse me Faith if Odette decides to chime in and get a little bit of payback on the so called Goddess of the dead. No disrespect intended, it’s just an Aussie thing. As far as I can see tho, Team Sin City Wrestling has the will, has the energy and has the basic foundation to make an epic team for the night. As for Team Erik? Well when you’re lead by one of the cockiest bitches in the game, the cracks are sure to show. Let’s pray that come Hostile Takeover their team falls into the trap of too many Chiefs and not enough Indians.

But that is two weeks ago, for now let’s take a step back in time. It’s been a while since the Resident Sin City Wrestling Aussie has been in action. It’s been a while since she has been able to voice her opinions or give you a glimpse into her life. Although she has been enjoying this tour around South America Odette hasn’t had to the chance to show you, what she has been doing or how she has been spending her time. As of late she has been a handbag to Gabriel. I guess that’s what happens when you’re dating a Magician, who is treated like a movie star and has NWA gold strapped around his waist.

Let me take you back to where Odette finally made her mind up to join team Sin City Wrestling after all. She wasn’t always going to side with Team SCW, to say that would be put a strain on her relationship with Gabriel would be a lie, those two could go through hell and they would both walk out untouched. Cue Chile.

***

Odette: Did any of them touch you? I’ll kill them myself… with my bare hands.

Opening up in Odette and Gabriel’s shared hotel room in Chile, Miss Ryder is standing above Gabriel with her hands on either side of his face. She was studying his body for any signs of damage. Gabriel on the other hand was smiling up at her amused by his girlfriend’s not so often shown side of overprotectiveness. Odette of course was talking about the Team Erik members that had poured down to the ring during Gabriel’s tag match.

Gabriel: Baby, I’m fine they didn’t even get near me.

Her hands moved down from his face, to his bare shoulders. Gabriel was sitting on their large king sized bed, shirtless his hair sopping wet from just getting out of the shower. Looking down at him with a questioning glare, Gabriel held his hands out and signalled up and down his body. Taking in a massive sigh of relief Odette hugged into her boyfriend. His head rested neatly into her chest, being comforted by her breasts. Listening to her heart beat Gabriel just smiled as Odette’s grip around his shoulders intensified.

Gabriel: Are you okay Odette?

Shaking her head she glared down at him, not wanting to seem like an idiot she choose to bite her tongue instead of lashing out with words. Just a tight squeeze of his shoulders, she let him go before going to walk off towards the bathroom. As her hands ran over his bare shoulders, Gabriel caught her right hand trapping her fingers delicately in his.

Gabriel: Talk to me.

Drat! She had been busted. Turning around on her bare heels she looked at her boyfriend and sighed. Playfully twirling back into him, Odette sat down in Gabriel’s lap. Looking up into his dark eyes she took a moment just to study them as they looked hers up and down trying to find answers.

Odette: I was just worried that’s all… I don’t like what’s happening Gabriel. Every week more and more people are getting attacked and NO ONE is doing anything about it, so much for company loyalty.

Shaking her head at him, Odette brought her free hand up to scruff up Gabriel’s wet hair shaking it between her fingers before resting her head into position between his shoulders and his neck. Gabriel brought his arms around her tightly comforting her.

Gabriel: There’s no one dumb enough on that little team that would even think about touching Despayre or I. But speaking of company loyalty, when are you going to answer Mark Ward’s phone calls? I mean tonight alone you had three… he seems like he wants to talk to you. Mark doesn’t chase anyone O, let alone make house calls and then blow up their phone…

Sighing the Aussie pressed her lips against Gabriel’s neck giving him a slight kiss.

Odette: I want to stay out of this one G, I want to see what the other bombshells are thinking… I don’t want to do the typical Odette Ryder makes the save trick they’re going to be expecting. Plus it’s time for someone else to step up… It’s time for someone else to take the spotlight… I have other things in mind that I want.

As those words left her lips she wiggled free from his grip, moving around she positioned herself on top of his legs straddling him. Her green eyes pierced his dark eyes as she bit down on her bottom lip. Odette ran her hands down his bare chest, running across his abs slowly. Her manicure nails scrapping gently across his skin until they found the top of the towel that was hiding his lower body.

Gabriel: And what exactly is it that you want Odette?

Looking up at her with a goofy look on his face, Gabriel thought he knew exactly what Odette was going to say next. He thought for sure that she was going to say sex. Leaning down she placed her lips against his leaving a delicate kiss on his lips, before moving over to whisper into his left ear.

Odette: I want a baby Gabriel…

Gabriel’s eyes went wide as he pushed Odette gently away from him, just so he could look at her. Across her face was in the most sincere look that Odette had most likely ever given him. The look in her emerald eyes said it all, she wasn’t kidding around. Pardon the pun. Seemingly lost for words Gabriel didn’t know where to start, while Odette was observing him waiting for an answer.

Gabriel: What, what about your career? What about your modelling? What about…

Feeling instantly rejected Odette went to hop off of Gabriel’s lap. Grabbing onto her hips he held her making sure she didn’t move.

Gabriel: Hey, don’t walk away… you know I want that to Odette, but right now? Right now isn’t a good time… you’re in the height of your career, I have to travel all the time with the NWA tag belts. It wouldn’t be smart to bring a baby into this whirl wind we call life at the moment darling.

Odette: Why do you think I’ve been stepping back? Why do you think I’ve been looking at other ways to make money? Why do you think I’ve been making adjustments in my fitness routine… I’m ready for this Gabriel. I thought you would be too.

Gabriel: O, baby… a baby is a HUGE commitment.

Odette: Something you’re clearly not ready to make.

Attempting to hop off his lap once again Gabriel wrapped his arms around her back rocking her forward into him. Her body that was just covered by a red silky night gown pressed up against his. Gabriel pushed a lock of her hair away from her ear talking directly into it, so Odette would listen to him.

Gabriel: Don’t give me that crap you know exactly what I want for us. So just chill out okay? We’ll both get what we want, soon enough.

Odette: Promise?

Speaking in just a whisper Odette closed her eyes, pushing back to thought of having to put her plans on hold.

Gabriel: Promise.

Bringing his head up to her neck Gabriel started to trail from her jaw down to her collar bone with small yet soft kisses. His hands crept their way in between her nightie and her skin running them up her back he caressed her skin. Slumping down giving into his touch, the straps on her night gown slid down her tanned shoulders. Kissing his way back up her throat towards her jaw, Odette turned and looked down towards him.

Gabriel: You know what we could do in the meantime?

Rolling her eyes Odette knew exactly what he was going to say. Mouthing it at the same time as he said it, Odette shook her head.

Gabriel: Practice.

Gasping Gabriel faked a shocked expression before winking up at her.

Gabriel: But first I gotta know are you Team SCW or not?

Screwing her nose up at him Odette seemed confused as to why Gabriel would bring that up at a time like this.

Odette: Really? That’s how you’re going to start our foreplay tonight? What does it matter?

Licking his lips Gabriel dug his fingertips into Odette’s back arching her back, her slightly covered breasts rested up against his chest.

Gabriel: Well, if you choose Team Erik, all you’re getting is a quickie with a peck on the lips good night.

Raising her right eyebrow at him Odette’s mouth flew open, while Gabriel looked on smugly.

Odette: and what if I pick Team SCW?

Gabriel: Well, if you decide team SCW. I can’t guarantee anyone in this hotel is going to get any sleep tonight.

Pretending to think Odette’s hands slid down Gabriel’s chest once more, this time pushing past the towel and landing on well, you know where they were going. Looking down directly into his eyes Odette smirked.

Odette: Well… I think my answer is pretty obvious.

Her hands began to fondle away as Gabriel smiled knowing that he had secretly but not so secretly gotten his way. Picking her up Gabriel held Odette tightly in his arms before placing her back down on the bed gently. Her back rested into the hard hotel mattress as Gabriel’s body hovered over hers. Hooking Odette’s right leg up Gabriel brought his body down onto hers as the two shared a long deep kiss. During the kiss Gabriel’s right hand wondered up Odette’s leg, sliding in between her thighs. Their lips parted but only briefly as Odette let out a pleading exhale, her head tilting back resting into the pillow. One hand gripping on Gabriel’s back the other was wrapped up in the bed sheets as the two commenced an evening no one on the 12th floor would forget.

***

The following morning the Sins and Odette had gathered for breakfast at the hotel’s restaurant. Sitting next to Gabriel, Odette held his hand under the table as a very tired looking Rage took a seat across from Odette. Next to Rage Synn sat with a playful smirk on his face, to the right of Synn was Despayre who was playing with his fruit loops as they swam in a river of milk. At the head of the table sat Angel who as well had breakfast laid out in front of him. Next to Gabriel on the other side of the table was Shane who too had massive black circles underneath his eyes. Clearing his throat Synn broke the silence.

Synn: So, how did everyone sleep?

Synn looked at Gabriel with a smug smirk that was laced with a hint of tiredness.

Shane: Oh just fine Synn, but hey… did you hear those possums?

Gabriel continued to move his food around his plate with a childish grin on his face, while Odette buried her head into his shoulder.

Rage: Possums? Possums my ass…

Odette flashed Rage a smile that could easily say “I’m sorry” but Rage wasn’t having a bar of it. Smashing a piece of toast in his mouth the angry one of the bunch seemed just moments off becoming the Hulk.

Despayre: Yeah there were two of them, one called Oh God and the other one was called Gabriel.

Shane turned to Gabriel and nudged him with his elbow, while Despayre innocently played with his cereal. As Synn just smirked across at the two love birds, Odette wanted to hide but Gabriel just looked at her proudly.

Shane: Care to explain what the possums broke at like 2am in the morning?

Synn: and then what they broke at 4am?

Odette yawned as she sleeplessly rested her left elbow on the table, resting her chin into her open palm.

Gabriel: I have no idea what either of you are talking about. Odette and I were asleep all night.

The smile on his face said it all while Odette’s eyes closed as she fell into a micro sleep. Looking across at the two reasons why he couldn’t get to sleep that night Rage slammed his closed fist on the table waking Odette up in a fright.

Odette: RAGE!!!

Rage: It’s not that fun is it?

Odette: Oh boy you’re so not a morning person.

Gabriel ducked his head into Odette’s kissing her neck just up underneath her ear lobe. Whispering something into her ear getting a smile to cross Odette’s tired face. Considering Gabriel was up all night as well he was the one that looked as if he had the most energy.

Shane: What’s your secret son?

Flashing the fellow Brit a smile Gabriel just shrugged his shoulders.

Gabriel: Can’t tell you…

Despayre: What secret does Gabriel know?

Shane: Oh Nothing Despy, It just seems that Gabe is the only one at this table who has an inch of life still left in him.

Despayre looked across the table and then up to his father Synn not understanding what Shane meant he just shrugged his shoulders. All of them continued to eat or play with their breakfast, not making much sound or movement. Sliding her large Chanel sunglasses over her eyes Odette rested her read on Gabriel’s shoulder. Squeezing her thigh underneath the table, Gabriel kissed her cheek before whispering to her once again.

Gabriel: Looks like I win.

A wild smirk crossed his face as Odette just turned the side of her lip upward for a coy smile. Laughing just slightly she gave Gabriel a few seconds to think that he had beaten her.

Odette: I doubt that.

Gabriel: But you can barely keep your eyes open, therefore I win.

Once again she gave a slight pause as if feeding Gabriel with a little bit of hope that he would get the last say. Leaning in so no one but Gabriel could possibly hear her Odette spoke slowly yet teasingly.

Odette: That was your round baby, I’ll give you that… but next time I’m in charge… we’ll see who the winner is after that, mmmmkay?

Flicking a long curly out from the front of her face, Odette tucked it behind her ear. Backing away from Gabriel slowly she turned to face Rage, who was looking over towards the two intensely.

Rage: You two repulse me…

Shrugging their shoulders at the same time Odette turned back to Gabriel giving him a small kiss on the lips. Synn cleared his throat and took over the breakfast conversation letting everyone know what they were up to today. Waiting for a break in Synn’s run down of the day, Odette spoke aloud.

Odette: Well that’s my cue to leave, ciao all… have a good day.

Getting up from her seat she gave Gabriel a quick kiss before waving to everyone and saying her goodbyes. While walking past Shane, Odette’s couldn’t help herself. Noticing that his head was slightly dropping to one side Odette slammed her hands on his shoulders and spoke loudly in his ear.

Odette: SHANE WAKE UP!!

Shane: Oh be Jesus.

Jumping out of his skin the Englishman looked around in shock as Odette skipped away leaving a stunned Shane. While the rest of the Sin’s laughed, not even three tables away Odette pulled her mobile phone from her pocket and looked for a phone number. Selecting call Odette brought the phone to her ear sighing. Hearing the phone pick up Miss Ryder didn’t give the person on the other end much time to speak at all.

Odette: Mark it’s O, meet me for brunch yeah? Let’s talk about this Team Edward, Team Jacob shiz okay? … No…. I have no idea what you’re talking about… seriously… for real… no… I heard there was poss…. Fine… you’re an arse you know that?… Crikey… She’ll be apples… alright Mark seriously… I’ll be there… I called you why would I not show up?

Hanging up the phone Odette continued to walk off leaving her boyfriend to have a fun filled day, team building with his stable mates.

***

A few hours later!

Opening up at a small café in Chile Odette Ryder could be seen sitting across from Mark Ward at a round table. The sun was up and cranking at full heat, while the Aussie was soaking it up the poor Brit was struggling. On the table in front of them were two half-finished plates of food and a large jug of iced water. Mark was sitting on his phone answering emails and text messages while Odette seemed to be entertaining herself by looking around.

Odette: You know Marky Mark, it’s rude to invite someone to lunch and then sit on your phone.

Looking him up and down the Australian shook her head as Mark huffed at her putting his phone down on the table.

Hot Stuff: You try running a business and let me know how you go

Odette: Oh Please Marky, Gabriel and I brought a damn zoo, I think I know how demanding your job is… with all the damn animals you let run around the place.

The two shared a laugh as Mark rolled his eyes while Odette on the other hand crossed her right leg over her left and started to swing her leg.

Hot Stuff: So have you thought about my offer?

Odette: It’s all I can think about.

Hot Stuff: Now I know you’re just being a bitch.

Nodding her head the Aussie took a sip of her drink before placing it back on the table.

Odette: I have one question, why aren’t you offering sports cars like Erik is?

Mark’s eyes grew wide as he leant forward looking at Odette with his jaw slightly dropped. Reaching up Odette slapped Mark’s arm in a friendly manner.

Odette: I’m just joking, jeezer lighten up… but a yellow lambo wouldn’t go astray.

Faking a laugh Mark shook his head, he hadn’t seen this side of Odette before. Looking at the papers on the table in front of them Odette eyed them up and down. Looking at the black pen beside them she sighed.

Odette: You do understand me signing this fucks up my five year plan?

Hot Stuff: We all have to make sacrifices Odette… but you haven’t had to make one of those since you walked into Gabriel’s life… so… I don’t see the big issue.

Smiling up at her boss, a normal girl would have taken offence to what he just said.

Odette: A gold digger joke, I like it…

Clearly not Odette

Odette: So the new terms of the contract are… I get paid the same rate as I do now, when I win titles I get an increase, blah blah blah…. A canary yellow Lamborghini… I get paid every second month, the month that I don’t get paid the money goes to the Stop Cyber Bullying fund… a heavyweight title shot for Gabriel when I talk him around to it and the latest Chanel Lipstick every time a new colour is released and I get to help organise fun raising events?

Hot Stuff: Basically what you just said, minus the car and the lip stuff…

Shaking her head in disapproval Odette drummed her fingernails on the glass table top.

Odette: I’m willing to drop the car, but the lipstick I won’t budge on… I’m sorry Mark but that’s my deal breaker.

Hot Stuff: You know you’re the only one that has stupid ridiculous things in your contract right?

Smiling brightly the Aussie leant back into her chair.

Hot Stuff: You do realise Christian will bust my balls if I put that in there right?

Odette: Why would he? It’s not like I’m asking for a raise… I’m just asking for lipstick…

Hot Stuff: and how will Gabriel feel knowing that another man is buying you, your lipstick?

Odette: I can imagine that he would laugh knowing that I got my way and made you the scary Mark Ward put that in my contract to keep me.

Just as Mark was about to reply, Odette’s phone went off quickly looking at the screen she held up a finger towards her boss telling him to wait a second. Answering the phone the Aussie brought it up to her face.

Odette: Talk… hmmm… WHAT? What do you mean we can’t get Hyperthelia dissolute? … No you listen to me… Michael Jackson God bless his soul used to live down the road from our house he had this grass for his African display and you’re telling me we can’t get it? … really? Hmmm… yep, yep… yep… listen Kyle… Gabriel and I have left this in your hands while were away, now you’re making me rethink my decision. I don’t care what you have to do, but no animal of mine is going to go without you understand me? I don’t care… sort it out… twelve hours Kyle… I’m giving you twelve hours. Don’t disappoint me and don’t call me with bullshit excuses again… yeah… okay you ring Gabriel and he’ll tell you nicely to go fuck yourself… you’re lucky you’re dealing with me… twelve hours Kyle…

Mark couldn’t help but glare at Odette as she placed her phone back down on the table, sensing that he was judging her Odette just shrugged her shoulders.

Odette: What? I don’t want Peta banging down my doors when the Zoo is completed bitching because I don’t have everything up to standard…

Hot Stuff: Okay who are you? And what on earth happened to the bubbly Odette that wouldn’t hurt a fly?

Faking a smile she flicked a long lock of hair out of her eyes, before taking another sip on her water. Her phone quickly chimed, looking down at the screen Odette laughed. One New Message from Gabriel: Why is Kyle crying to me about some African grass? What have you ordered now? I told him just to fix it.

Hot Stuff: Okay so you want to help promote the company, you want on and off pays… one month you get paid the next month your payment goes to our charity and you want lipstick did I miss anything?

Odette: The shot for Gabriel and a lambo.

Hot Stuff: You’re not getting a Lamborghini for Christ sake…

Odette: But I get the Chanel Lipsticks?

Huffing throughout his nose Mark grabbed the pen putting it to paper, writing something on it before pushing it over towards Odette to read. Looking at the ink with stars in her eyes Odette, grabbed the pen that was being offered from Mark. Quickly re-reading it Odette was about to sign it but stopped looking up over at one of her bosses.

Odette: I can’t sign it Mark

Mark looked as if he was about to exploded.

Hot Stuff: Why the hell not?

Odette: First of all some Jezzer has scrawled on it in pen and second of all… some jezzer scrawled all over it in pen.

Shaking her head Odette laughed as Mark rubbed his right hand over his forehead. Noticing his teeth were slightly clenched Odette patted him on the shoulder. Grabbing hold of the pen again Odette grabbed the contract and looked at Mark once more before delicately signing her name on the dotted line. Dropping the pen on to the contract she slid it across the table, right underneath Mark’s nose.

Odette: Happy?

Reading her signature Mark finally smiled but beside her name Odette had written a message “Signed in good faith that a new contract will be drawn up and the items written in pen will be added in. Will resign once this is completed”

Hot Stuff: Fucking finally…

Grabbing the pen and the contract Mark folded it and slipped it into his pocket, causing Odette to gasp in horror.

Odette: You can’t just fold a contract, what are you thinking? That’s like ripping it up…

Running her hands through her hair Odette was dumbfounded.

Hot Stuff: Settle down, it’s just the mock up until I can get it retyped. Geez calm down. The amount of late night cardio you and Gabriel have been getting I didn’t think you’d be this up tight.

Odette: Late night cardio…. Oh yes how we love to run on the treadmill at midnight.

Winking at Mark Odette couldn’t help but laugh as the two finally started to have a normal conversation.

Hot Stuff: So can I count on you for Team SCW?

Leaning forward Odette rested her elbows on the table, looking directly into Mark’s eyes.

Odette: Let me paint you a picture… in what universe did you think that someone like me? Could coexist with someone like Misty? … I’ve got your back Jack, but at any moment… I feel like we’re getting screwed over… by Team Erik, I’ll act on impulse… so you better be aware of that. Can I make a slight suggestion?

Hot Stuff: if I say no will it make any difference?

Odette: ah no, we need to think of a plan to foil their little we “own” the Bombshell division crap I keep hearing week in and week out. It’s getting old and fast.

Mark leant back in his chair lifting his hands up putting them behind his head.

Hot Stuff: Ah, you’ve come to the right man… let me run something past you… let me see if you like it… trust me it will make an impact.

Odette: Go on then, I’m listening.

There we leave Mark Ward and Odette Ryder to do what they do best, plot evil plans of evilness. Truth be told Odette would have thought about joining Team Erik, but really… after an epic night with Gabriel and getting what she wanted in her new Sin City Wrestling contract. I think it’s safe to say that the little Aussie is all for making sure Sin City Wrestling comes out on top.

***

Cue last week’s Climax Control. Remember it? Okay good now cue to after Climax Control went off the air.

***

Opening up backstage in Zoey’s medical domain we find Odette standing in front of the table, her broken shoes spread out across it. Gabriel is standing by her side shaking his head while Zoey is looking at him concerned. Overhanging the trio is a large light that Odette has switched on looking at her Swarovski encrusted heels.

Zoey: Odette you know I’m a person nurse right, for like people?

Odette looked up at Zoey and flashed a half arsed smile, fobbing her off with a Ha-ha type laugh.

Odette: I know that Zoey, It’s just you have this fancy light.

Grabbing the retractable light that was hanging above her head down closer to the shoes Odette was trying to prove her point.

Odette: Thingy… and I need to see if these babies can be glued back together…

Gabriel: Odette Honey, we can just get you new ones… don’t worry about it.

Turning to look at Gabriel with disbelief written all over her face she flopped her hands on her hips. Gabriel just draped his arm over Odette’s shoulder showing his ‘support’ of her antics.

Odette: But they were a present from you… now look at them… ruined… you’ll never get me anything again because I clearly don’t look after my things very well.

Zoey: If I can cut in here, I saw you out there Odette… you took your shoes off and hugged them… I don’t think you have to worry about Gabriel thinking you mistreated them.

Gabriel: See baby, Zoey is right… now come on let’s get out of here… let’s go back to the hotel and get showered. Plus I want to have a look at your back, you took a bit of a beating tonight.

Squaring her eyes up at him Odette shook her head as if to say he is crazy. Gabriel couldn’t help but laugh but tried to keep a straight face while his girlfriend was obviously devastated over her heels.

Odette: Beating? I did not take a beating… don’t say that. How am I mean to survive a cage match if I can’t handle a seven on one attack?

Zoey: Seven on one? That’s’ ridiculous.

Odette turned to Zoey and waved her hands up in the air as if to say “I know.” Putting her hands back down by her side she rested them into to the tops of her jeans.

Odette: I know right… look at the pack of dogs we have in this company… they chewed up my shoes, do gang attacks, piss everywhere and claim that they own everything. Hostile Takeover will be the whack on the nose these prudes need.

Wrapping his arms around Odette, Gabriel looked down at her shoes and then back up to Zoey. Hoping to leave here soon after all nothing could be done.

Gabriel: Okay are you ready to go Odette?

Sighing out loud she ran a hand through her hair pushing the strands of hair out of her face. Looking at her shoes, then to Zoey she huffed.

Odette: I guess so.

Zoey sensed that Odette didn’t want to let go of her shoes so she reached out and grabbed on to her wrist gently.

Zoey: Hey, you know how you and some of the Wives and Girlfriends of the Sin City Wrestling superstars are having that charity night?

Odette: Yeah

Zoey: Well why don’t you auction them off? As they are of course… call them in ring mementos.

Gabriel pulled Odette in closer towards him squeezing her.

Gabriel: Now there’s an idea…

Looking back up at Zoey Odette smiled brightly gathering up her shoes in the process.

Odette: You know what your right? No use crying over spilt milk right? Hey speaking of that night… would you like to come?

Zoey stopped fiddling with her watch and looked up at Odette confused.

Zoey: I’m not a WAG Odette it wouldn’t make sense for me to be there?

Odette: Well from the looks of it, everyone else is coming so why not? You could give out medical advice.

Biting down on her bottom lip Zoey looked around before answering.

Zoey: Thanks for the offer Odette but after what happened tonight with Diana, I think it’s best I stay away from her.

Odette: Oh fuck her, you’re coming… you can be my plus one

Smiling up at Zoey, Odette had seemingly forgotten about the fact her broken shoes were in her hands.

Zoey: I’ll think about it.

Odette: Okay it settled I’ll pick you up.

Before Zoey could say anything in return Odette and Gabriel started to leave the room, just before they exited Gabriel looked back at Zoey over his shoulders and mouthed “Thank You.” After all it’s not every day when you’re a nurse you have a crazed lady come in with her shoes demanding to use your medical lamp to see if there is any way you can do CPR on their Louboutins. Zoey just shrugged her shoulders and laughed as the two left her room, leaving her to stay back and clean up her surroundings. Not Only did Odette now want to beat Team Erik because of their lack of respect, but now she wanted them all because of her shoes. Call her stupid or silly but where Odette comes from, if you break something that doesn’t belong to you... you must suffer the consequences. Walking off into the parking lot Odette and Gabriel headed towards the sin’s after all Odette and Gabriel couldn’t be seen doing anything date like alone.

***

Later that night…

Opening up in Gabriel and Odette’s shared hotel room in Argentina, the Aussie was found sitting at the desk in the corner. In front of her was a stack of papers around that would easily come up to her ankle if she had them on the floor. Flicking through the pages Odette sighed as she brought her pen to paper. Looking across the room to Gabriel who was finishing up a phone call Odette sucked her bottom lip into her mouth a look of concern on her face. As Gabriel hung up the phone he made is was over towards his girlfriend, leaping up to sit on the desk that O was working on. Looking down at her with a questioning stare his English accent hit the air.

Gabriel: What are you doing?

Looking down at the massive pile of paper work Odette quickly shuffled it in her hands putting the pages back in order.

Odette: Just making sure I’ve answered every question on the “Gabriel girlfriend application”

Sighing loudly enough for Gabriel to hear it Odette ran her hands around her neck, rubbing the tightness that had crept its way there and made its home. Reaching out Gabriel played with her hair as she rested her head in his lap.

Gabriel: I’m sorry you have to do thing again, I can tell you’re not enjoying it…

Yawning Odette looked up at Gabriel, flashing him a warm smile.

Odette: it’s not that I’m not enjoying it, it’s just… I can see a road block coming up soon where Joshua will say I’m not good enough or he doesn’t approve and then what?

Gabriel: And then nothing, pass or fail that stupid thing… I’ll be with you regardless O. I love you for you… not because you “passed” a girlfriend test.

Looking up into his eyes Odette smiled, her hands now coming up to find his. Linking her fingers with his Odette let out another yawn before closing her eyes.

Gabriel: But baby, if I can be honest right now… I don’t think this has anything to do with Despy’s application process… it’s about Melody isn’t it?

His words hit the nail on the head, leaning down Gabriel lifted Odette’s head to look up at him, forcing her to open her eyes.

Odette: It just sucks Gabe.

Gabriel: I know it does.

Sliding off the table Gabriel pulled Odette over with him, lying down on their bed for the next few nights. Curling up beside him Odette covered herself with Gabriel’s arms, wrapping her-self up like a present. Snuggling into his bare chest she closed her eyes, while Gabriel kissed the top of her head.

Gabriel: She’ll come around O.

Odette: I know she will as soon as Joshua forgives me, she will too… it just hurts G. why am I the one who is seemingly always the one that gets pushed away?

As the two lovers looked directly into each-other’s eyes, Gabriel gave Odette a small kiss on the tip of her nose.

Gabriel: I’m not sure why you feel that way O, but look at us… I don’t think we can get any closer.

A smile cracked her physical and emotionally drawn face as Odette was done for the night. After being attacked on Climax Control and then running around finalizing her team to go up against Team Erik, the young Aussie was beat. Resting her forehead against his, Odette lightly let her lips touch his before backing away so slightly.

Odette: How on earth did we find each other?

Gabriel: In Sin City Wrestling baby, the same company we’re going to fight for and win for.

Licking her lips she smiled, to be honest Odette hadn’t thought of it that way but since Gabriel had just mentioned it. It made sense that they would fight for the place that brought them together. Gabriel watched as his girlfriend’s mind started to tick over and smirked.

Gabriel: You’re thinking of line for your promo now aren’t you?

Laughing just slightly Odette buried her head into the pillow.

Odette: Maybe? What’s it to you?

Mocking a fake innocence Odette squeezed Gabriel in her arms, and tightened the snake like grip her legs had on his. Shuffling the slightest bit forward Gabriel pressed up against Odette keeping her warm, before kissing her gently.

Gabriel: No more thinking for today, just sleeping okay?

Fighting to hold back a yawn Odette covered her mouth by yawning into the pillow.

Odette: Okay.

Turning back to Gabriel to kiss him Odette was surprised to see that Gabriel had something between his right index finger and thumb. Looking at the object Odette smiled as Gabriel waved two airline tickets to New York in front of her face, as if to temp her. Looking back at Gabriel with a coy smile Odette raised her right eyebrow.

Odette: Yes?

Gabriel: If you promise me, no more over thinking about this Melody and Despy stuff, I’ll promise to take you shoe shopping in New York.

Odette: but you hate shoe shopping…

Giving him that questioning stare the Aussie wondered if there was another hidden agenda.

Gabriel: I do this is true, but I love you and I don’t want you worrying about something that will blow over soon.

Odette: Mental black mail, oOoOo Gabriel, I didn’t think you had it in you to try it against me.

Laughing as quietly as she could so she didn’t wake their neighbours Odette pushed a strand of hair out of Gabriel’s eye sight.

Gabriel: Trust me O, if I wanted you under my power, I’d hypnotise you.

Odette: Really?

Gabriel: Really…

Sucking in her bottom lip the Aussie smirked, an idea crossing her mind.

Odette: You know, I’ve always wanted to know what that would be like.

Gabriel: No!

Odette: No?

Gabriel: Never…

Odette: But…

Gabriel: Don’t even ask…

Odette: But…

Gabriel: Not going to happen…

Odette: Ever?

Gabriel: Not in my life time.

Pouting with her full lips, she was trying to make him feel bad. Trying her hardest might I add. Looking up at Gabriel her big emerald eyes lowering just the slightest as they slightly widened. Her pupils dilating as she was giving him those eyes, the eyes that had made Gabriel give into her so many times before. The sound of her exhaling through her nose made Gabriel laugh at her attempt to get her way.

Gabriel: Not this time baby, nice try tho… love those eyes.

Narrowing her emerald eyes like almonds Odette attempted to roll over but Gabriel’s grip on her body and legs was fair too tight for any chance of escaping.

Gabriel: You’re so stubborn sometimes you know that right?

Flashing her white teeth up towards him with a goofy smile on her face, her cheeks flushed red as she tried to hide her embarrassment. Odette had never been the type of girl in a relationship where she would try all of the girly tricks up her sleeve, but with Gabriel it was as if everything was a friendly competition and she HAD to win. Even tho we all know Gabriel was truly the one winning, by letting Odette think she was in the lead.

Odette: I’m not, I swear…

Gabriel: No? Then explain to me why you always insist on having the last say?

Odette: I don’t

Strike one! Miss Ryder fired back without thinking as Gabriel just smiled and laughed.

Gabriel: Oh really?

Odette: Yes really…

Strike two!

Gabriel: Are you sure?

Odette: Of course I’m sure…

Strike three! Gabriel held back a laugh as he tried again.

Gabriel: Positive?

Odette: I’m positive…

Home run! Putting the tickets for New York up on the bedside table behind him Gabriel just laughed as Odette thought about what just happened.

Odette: Wait… that doesn’t count… I see what you did there… lies, all lies!

Her body was fidgeting in his grips as she was trying to plead her case, that was only falling into the laughing world of Gabriel. Watching his Australian girlfriend dig herself more into a hole for this flawed argument, Odette just huffed.

Odette: You're so mean to me

Her face was trying to scream that she was serious but her smile she couldn’t fight back was giving her away.

Gabriel: Oh is that so?

Tapping her lightly on the nose with his index finger Gabriel decided to bite into Odette’s fake reality.

Odette: Yes.

Pouting her lips and giving on her best sad face Odette snuggled her head into the pillow trying to hide the playfulness in her expressions.

Gabriel: I can be mean; I could take away the zoo...

Oh No you didn’t Gabriel!!!

Odette: You wouldn't

Gasping horrified the Aussie lifted herself off the bed, now looking down at Gabriel with a seriously concerned look across her face.

Gabriel: Well if i'm so mean I would...

Flashing his girlfriend a smile Gabriel watched as her hardened expression dropped.

Odette: I love you...

Blowing him a kiss she winked down at her pride and joy hoping this would get him to sway his decision.

Gabriel: How easily it is to turn you...

Almost sounding “King” like Odette’s jaw dropped as she had been out played once more by Gabriel tonight. Odette knew the perfect plan how to get out of this one she had been working this one up for months. Girl code 101 – the reverse insult.

Odette: are you calling me easy?

Wait for it, wait for it… are you waiting for it?

Gabriel: Wait, What? O not like that, I swear...

Oh yeah, the back track. Watching Gabriel trying to talk his way out of this one was like music to Odette’s little ears. Letting him out with a little bit of line the Aussie waited til he was hooked before reeling it in claiming her mini victory. After letting him suffer for a little while, she resisted his kisses and hugs pushing him away. Turning away from Gabriel Odette looked at the door that connected their room with Ben Jordan’s she made sure that the door on their side was set to the locked position before turning back towards Gabriel.

Odette: I'll give you easy...

Without another word the Aussie came crashing down on top of her Magician boyfriend. Her legs straddled each side of his hips before she lowered her body down to his. Letting the cold silk from her nightie slide against his body Odette kissed a trail from Gabriel’s neck down to his bare chest. Gabriel’s hands came up to hug around Odette’s back but she was quick to remove them, pinning them against the mattress on either side of his body. Gabriel knew he could easily over power her, but for the sake of “losing” this argument he thought it would be best to just play by her rules. As she ran her soft talented lips down his body towards the tops of his sweat pants. Her warm yet moist tongue rolled faintly against his skin. Letting go of his hands she brought them down hooking her thumbs around the material of his shorts. Odette stopped and looked up at Gabriel who was watching her intently, winking at him she licked her lips and attempted to slide his pants away from his hips but stopped just shy of his manhood. Ducking her head down, Gabriel closed his eyes waiting for contact but Odette slipped off the bed only to walk around it and sneak in underneath the covers. Opening one eye Gabriel looked over to Odette with a smirk on his face.

Gabriel: Now who is mean?

Odette: I wouldn’t want to make it easy for you.

She was faking it, hoping that he would play right into her trap. She felt the covers get pulled back from her body before Gabriel leant over and pulled on the cord to turn the only light left on in the room off. The covers slipped back over her body as Gabriel tucked himself in behind Odette, spooning her, getting comfortable he whispered deeply into her ear.

Gabriel: Sucha tease…

I’d like to tell you what happened next but Gabriel turned the lights out… so I really have NO idea! *Whistles*

***

So Now would be the perfect time to cut to Gabriel’s New York, New York promotional for the NWA tag team title belt defence. You wanna know why Gabriel and Odette are STILL the power couple in Sin City Wrestling? They gel everything… like Cinnamon and Honey a natural power combination.

***

Opening up inside a big jumbo jet plane that is heading towards Las Vegas, Odette Ryder can been seen sitting beside a sleeping Gabriel. To be honest she was glad that he was getting some well-deserved sleep, since winning the NWA tag team championship Gabriel has been running up more frequent flyers then a pilot. Across the aisle from her sat Despayre and Synn, who two were side awake. Unclipping her seat belt Odette shuffled across the passageway and stood beside Synn who was quick to look up towards her tired face.

Synn: Is everything okay Odette?

Flashing him a positive smile the Aussie felt a rare sense of acceptance from Synn. You see even tho it wasn’t up to Synn who Gabriel dated, Odette still felt the need to impress him. Opening her mouth Odette went to speak but then pulled back, thinking of her words wisely. Shaking her head she decided to go with a new approach, looking over towards Joshua. The Aussie looked him up and down as Despy continued to play with Angel.

Odette: Everything is fine Synn, thanks for asking. I’m here to speak with Joshua actually… just quickly if he would allow me too?

Looking over at the boy with the bear Odette had a look of eagerness on her face. Looking up at her Despayre seemed a little taken back at first but then looked over towards his father nodding his head. Slipping out of his chair Synn stretched his arms and legs before turning back to face Odette and Joshua.

Synn: I’ll be right back, you two… please get along.

Taking off Synn headed towards the restroom as Odette quickly sat down in his spot. Looking over towards Joshua she took her time in speaking, hoping that this would come across as a good idea.

Odette: Joshua, I was wondering if you would like to help me with something?

Raising an eyebrow at Odette, Despy didn’t say anything he just clutched onto Angel with both hands. Sensing that she wasn’t going to get a reply Odette clicked her tongue off her white teeth before continuing.

Odette: Okay, let me explain. I was hoping that you and I could surprise Gabriel with a gift from his past.

Hearing the word surprise and Gabriel in the same sentence boosted Despy’s interested greatly, looking up towards Odette with a glint in his eye that said “tell me more.” Before the Aussie could continue Despayre looked down at Angel with a slight frown.

Despayre: Hold your ears Angel.

Covering the fluffy teddy’s ears with his hands Despayre looked up at Odette and smiled.

Despayre: the only way he can keep a secret is not to hear it, Angel’s a bit of a blabber mouth.

Smiling warmly towards Despayre Odette nodded her head in agreement to the first half of the sentence not the second, she liked to live dangerously but picking on Angel was NOT something she wanted to dive into.

Odette: I would like to get Tyson back for Gabriel once we open our mini zoo… I know how much he misses him, I know how much he enjoyed having a white tiger… but I need your help.

Despayre: Go on.

Despy had a gleeful look in his eye, he liked what he was hearing so far.

Odette: Well I don’t know where to start looking for him, so I was wondering if you would like to help me… become a little bit of a detective… so we can track him down? What do you reckon?

Despy gave off the best thinking face he could as he stalled his response.

Despayre: Detective Despayre at your service.

Odette couldn’t hide her delight as she went to hug Joshua but pulled back remembering that they were still on shakey ground. Looking around the plane quickly Odette looked back at Joshua and Angel.

Odette: We have to keep this super quiet, like Gabriel can’t find out because it’s a surprise okay?

Oh dear the Australian Bombshell was trusting Despayre with a secret. She had heard stories of Despayre not being a good secret keeper but she was praying that this was all a myth. Joshua couldn’t contain his excitement as he started to jump up and down in his chair before looking over to make sure Gabriel was still asleep.

Despayre: What do you need from me Odette?

Odette: I need you to keep it a secret, but I also need you to do a bit of question asking for me. Please don’t see this as me having an out, it’s just if I started asking questions Gabriel would click on to it straight away… I mean we did just buy a vacant bit of land to start building a zoo… So I think if you did a bit of information gathering… we could report back and go from there. What do you reckon?

Nodding his head Despayre agreed silently as he made the international symbol of keeping the secret by zipping his lips. He then quickly recovered Angel’s ears.

Odette: Thank you so much Joshua, I bet you two can’t wait to take Tyson for a walk down the strip again?

Keeping his word Despayre didn’t say a word about Tyson to Odette he just nodded, pointing to his ear then over towards Gabriel. Odette followed his finger seeing that Gabriel was starting to wake up Odette turned back to Despayre and thanked him once more before darting back over to her seat, making sure she was there by the time Gabriel was awake. Synn returned from his walk to stretch his legs and flopped back down into his seat looking towards his Son, who was smiling wildly.

Synn: Care to fill me in…

Despayre laughed to himself before straightening his facial features before talking towards his father.

Despayre: I can’t it’s a secret.

Odette looked over her shoulder and back at Joshua, nodding her head as Despayre returned the gesture. Synn on the other hand was looking between the two knowing that something was up and if we all know Synn, he was going to get to the bottom of it and quickly. Turning back to look at Gabriel, Odette just smiled knowing that hopefully one day soon he would be reunited with the rare white tiger he had to give up due to travelling. So there we have it, let the truth be known that just because Odette wasn’t on par with Gabriel pennywise that didn’t mean that she was going to sit back and be the “gold digger” that some people have painted her as of late. Sure Gabriel liked to spoil his girl, but did you really think that Odette did all the receiving and Gabriel all the giving? WAIT that could be taken wrong… but oh well you get my point. lol point. *giggles* Odette was going to spoil Gabriel in ways that money couldn’t possibly buy, in ways that she could make up for the lack of her golds and silvers, by bringing back happy memories of his past. So if that means tracking down a tiger called Tyson? And teaming up with Despayre to do so? Then oh boy she was going to do it.  

 <FONT COLOR= #BCE954> WHOOSH!

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Well what a week, what a week of up and downs. At the end of last week we saw Gabriel walk out on the “Love of his life” Odette Ryder because he felt like it was the right thing to do by their tag team partners. Ummm heelllllooooo, Tap, Tap, Tap is this thing on? Because I’m fairly sure Gabriel was getting pissed off at Odette just a few weeks ago because she was putting Jordan before him and now he is giving her an opening? What’s the matter Gabriel? Was the website howtopissagirloff.com out of business the morning you decided to leave your “Girlfriend” in St Lucia? You really are a basket case. You say you want one thing, so you pull and pull and nag like a lonely house wife, and then when Odette finally gives into you and gives you what you want, you push her away like a spoilt little Christian college boy. Wow, and you say that Odette needs to sort her shit out? Have you tired looking in the mirror lately?

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> WHOOSH!

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> I guess there is a great saying that could be used right here. It’s hard to keep a good girl down. Let’s face it as much as you’re trying to drag her name through the filth Odette Nicole Ryder is still a good girl, some might even say she is saint like. I will admit Odette is looking forward to seeing what jibberish you’re going to let flow from your mouth this week, since she has kept a low profile and all. I mean what are you going to clutch onto this week for false ammunition? I expect that you’ll lash out at the fact that Odette is hiding shit from you again with multiple contracts, sitting on her kitchen table. Oops apologises your “shared” kitchen table. No doubt you’ll take a shot at the fact that Odette didn’t even have the decency to tell you that she purchased Alcide, so now you have an adorable fluff ball running around “your” wooden floor boards. Let me just bring something to light Gabriel… how can Odette run stuff by you when your… wait for it… sit down… when you’re NOT AROUND?

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> WHOOSH!

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> You think that Odette was putting your arse on the grill and forgetting about you? Wow, you become one half of the NWA tag Team champions and where did Odette fall? To the back of the deck of cards. Did you even consult your wishes and desires of going after the NWA tag team gold with Odette? Hmmm cue the thinking music… not for too long tho because the answer is a straight up no. Did she tug on your balls because you made a decision without consulting her first? Ah NO! It’s called compromise, it’s called independence, it’s called still being a solo person who is allowed to do as they want and please, while having enough faith that the other half of the relationship doesn’t go bat shit crazy… Odette was happy for you, she was proud of you… sure she was a little shocked at first but she knew just because you were out on the town looking at different menus it didn’t mean that you would stop eating at home. Want to know why? Because she TRUSTED you.

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> WHOOSH!

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Right now she wouldn’t trust you with a handful of fifties in a brothel!  I don’t even know why she is still talking to you? Let’s face it if Odette walked out on your sorry arse, you would be on some type of cold shoulder campaign where everyone gets a few “Let’s hate Odette” t-shirt. For some reason she is giving you a long time to prove yourself. You know for someone that can read minds, you’re clearly out of practice. Oh I guess I forgot there is one thing you’ll be using against Odette this week, the fact that she said that she hated you on twitter. I guess things can really be said in the heat of the moment… but if you want to use that then you it Gabriel because Odette won’t deny that the thought has crossed her mind. Maybe it would be easier to flick the switch to hate, think that she can’t do that? Just ask Callum how easy Odette can turn off her emotions. Growing up around a pack of males, being one of the few females it has enabled her to turn off.

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> WHOOSH!

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Misty threw out a good point on Twitter saying that Hate is a strong word, but so is love and people throw that word around like it’s nothing. Lately you have been throwing that around like it’s nothing. So hold your horses before you take Odette’s arse to town and sell it off for candy. Odette might have said the word hate, but your acting out the very definition. You can’t just sleep with someone Gabriel that you “love” only to leave them the very next morning. Maybe hanging out backstage with the countless number of man whores Sin City Wrestling seem to be hiring has rubbed off on you. Maybe you think the grass is lusher elsewhere… if that’s the case then Gabriel just leave. Be a real man and own up, stop treating the Australian Bombshell like your own personal booty call. But to be fair to you I guess when you have sampled the best it’s hard to think about doing it with anyone other than Odette Nicole Ryder.

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> WHOOSH! BANG! CRASH! SMASH!

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> What on earth is that noise?

Opening up inside the luxurious house that Odette apparently shares with Gabriel, we find Odette standing in the living room dressed in her work out attire. Around her right ankle is a cuff that has a rope attached to it, the bright yellow colour of it resembles a lot like the childhood toy called a “Skip It” but it can’t be because the orb at the end of the rope is missing. Looking up from the floor Odette’s emerald eyes grew wide as they lock on the massive television screen that used to sit proudly on their cabinet. The Orb had come loose off the string, a well-known malfunction of this beloved product and had flown across the room, banging into the wooden display unit. Upon hearing the bang Princeton, Carrot and Alcide had made a mad dash out of the room from fright, Alcide tucked his tail between his legs yelping as he skidded across the polished floor boards. As the crashing sound followed Odette ran her right hand through her wild messy hair, shaking her head in disbelief.

Odette: “Oh come off it”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> The Smash soon followed at the wide flat screen Television wobbled and looked as if it was about to correct itself, but knowing her lucky lately that didn’t happen as the LED crashed screen forward to the floor. Running her hand down her face in frustration Odette sighed looking at her television on the floor shattered into a million little pieces of glass. Gritting her teeth the Australian couldn’t believe her eyes, too scared to move at first she finally took a step towards the damage the faulty product hard created. Kneeling down to her knees Odette picked up the television, to confirm that it was indeed broke upon repair. Creeping back into the room Alcide made his way over towards Odette who quickly shouted at him to stay back. Princeton and Carrot had jumped up on the couch, watching on. If Odette didn’t know any better Princeton looked like he almost had a creepy smile on his tabby face. Looking around the room, then back to the broken mess in front of her Odette sat back on her behind and started laughing. Reaching over she scooped Alcide up in her arms and cradled him.

Odette: “Well… it looks like mummy’s getting a new television…”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Bringing up her new “baby” up underneath her chin she nestled into his soft fur, looking up at his mum Alcide licked away at her skin.

Odette: “Maybe… we can get one of those televisions that double as a mirror. What do you think about that Alcide?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Lifting the pup up into the hair Odette looked directly at him and he wagged his tail in delight with excitedly wiggling and licking at the air. Turning over to look at Princeton and Carrot Odette’s bright smile slightly faded as Princeton who was notoriously more of Gabriel’s kitten looked semi disappointed.

Odette: “I know, I know… daddies going to be so mad… but just think Princeton… and TV that acts a mirror when it’s switched off that genius”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Princeton looked away from Odette and started to lick away at his right paw, not amused at what Odette was talking on about. Bringing Alcide down closer to her chest, Odette snuggled him before making it up to her feet. Putting him down once they were clear of the glass, patting the top of his head he started to run around in circles on the spot.  As she walked past Princeton she ruffled up the fur on his head.

Odette: “Don’t be so cranky Princeton maybe daddy won’t even notice, if he ever comes home”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Licking her hand Odette sighed.

Odette: “I guess you’re right, he will…”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Carrot had tumbled his way over to get some of Odette’s affection. Giving her ginger kitten a quick scratch on top of the head Odette continued to talk to her pets.

Odette: “Alright, I’m going to go for a quick shower and then I’m going shopping”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Squealing in delight, Miss Ryder jumped up and down on the spot excited that the rest of her day had now been accidently planned out of her. After a few jumps Odette stopped as Princeton, Carrot and Alcide where all looking at her. Biting down on her bottom lip, Odette brought hand hands up to either side of her nose in a pray like motion, rubbing it up and down before dragging her fingers up and across her eyebrows trying to release the tension of an lingering headache.

Odette: “Wow, I need to get out more… I’m talking to you like you guys can actually understand me”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Letting out a slight chuckle Odette spun on the bare balls of her feet, and headed off towards the staircase. Before she started to climb it she turned to look over her shoulder back at her children.

Odette: “Imagine that? Odette the crazy cat lady… wait… cat lady… hmmm… cat woman… wait that’s genius.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Yawning Princeton lied down onto the couch Carrot snuggled into him closely as Alcide tried to jump up to be on the couch with them.

Odette: “I guess your right Princeton…that would be predictable wouldn’t it if mummy showed up to work this weekend dressed a “Superhero” oh well back to the drawing board.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Turning back to the stairs Odette made her way up them, heading towards her bathroom to hit the shower and get dressed for her day out at the shops. Returning after a few minutes Odette cleaned up the mess on the floor before once again turning to her furry friends.

Odette: “Alright you all know the plan if daddy comes over when mummy is away right? … oh and if you all behave I might just get you all a treat from the shops today”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> They didn’t respond the two cats and one dog just looked up at their mother, shaking her head Odette grabbed her bag and headed for the door. She was desperate need of human company, she was talking to her animals as if they were humans for crying out loud. Like I understand a few words here and there but asking them questions? That’s a little deep. It had been a while since Odette had ventured out into the big bad world since returning from St Lucia, Hopefully a day out of the house would cure her case of the “Cat Lady Crazies.” If not only the Lord knows what will save her. Maybe Odette needs Gabriel around more then she is letting on?

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> ~~

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> Sometimes we can’t get through things alone, sometimes we need to talk to someone on the outside.

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Opening up we are inside a bright white painted wall room, the room is decorated by soft purples to calm the mood. Sitting in a chair in the corner of the dimly lit room was a smartly dressed woman; she had glasses in the bridge of her nose. Her long red hair was tied up in a loose bun on the top of her head. She looked like she was older woman still struggling with the thought that she could be losing her youth shortly. In her lap was a clipboard and in her right hand was a large chucky silver pen. The lady was wearing bright happy colours on a mid-length dress that stopped just above her knees. On the other side of the room Odette Ryder could be scene lying down on a futon, she was gazing up at the ceiling seemingly pissed off that she had brought herself to do this. Odette was covered in a pair of bright orange jeans, a super tight white t-shirt that displayed her curves wonderfully. The v in the neck showed off a little bit too much cleavage for a therapy appointment but it was a trademark of Odette’s. Around her neck was number of necklaces and chains, while her wrists are covered in chucky bracelets. Leaning back into the lounge chair Odette sighed as she waited for the therapist to start.

Dr Lacy: “Miss Odette Nicole Ryder is that correct?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Her voice sounded so peaceful, almost matching the song like birds that were chirping in the background over the sound system.

Odette: “Yes that’s me”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> She sounded harsh, even thought she had brought herself to this appointment she was still pissed off.

Dr Lacy: “So tell me Odette what brings you here today?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Thinking for a second Odette sighed.

Odette: “Well I believe it’s because I said something on twitter that was deemed too harsh, but then a lovely lady came to my defence well I think she came to my defence and said that we sometimes we say things in the heat of the moment?”

Dr Lacy: “And what did you say on twitter Odette?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Looking over towards the Doctor Odette squared her eyes at her as she watched the lady put her pen to paper.

Odette: “I told the man that I loved, or love that I hated him… “

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Sighing Odette went to get up off the chair, but Lacy’s voice stopped her.

Dr Lacy: “interesting, so you have booked in a $300 an hour session over something said in the heat of the moment?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Feeling stupid Odette dropped her head, letting her hair fall around her face in shame.

Dr Lacy: “I can see that this has upset you Odette, so let’s try and dig into this some more shall we?”

Odette: “Go ahead but I can already tell me coming here was a complete waste of time”

Dr Lacy: “Why do you say that Odette?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Turning to face her once more Odette just bit back.

Odette: “Because I can clearly see that it was a heat of the moment thing, plus I know that I love Gabriel… everyone knows that I love Gabriel... except for him for some God unknown reason.”

Dr Lacy: “Gabriel… hmmm… why do you think Gabriel doesn’t know your feelings for him?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Sighing she closed her emerald eyes and let her Australian accent take over.

Odette: “Because I’ve done everything he had requested and he STILL walked away from… I’ve been to London and back for him, I asked him to marry me, I got him a car, a fucking Bugatti… excuse my Aussie… I asked for a title shot for him in my next contract, I have asked to stay over at our house… I went running after him when he almost blew himself up… I took him to where it all begun… well where we should have said how we truly felt about each other and professed my love for him… and he WALKS away from me?”

Dr Lacy: “and how did that make you feel?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Eyeing Lacy up and down Odette knew that the typical question would come up at some point.

Odette: “How do you think it makes me feel? Unwanted… unloved… angry… like really angry…”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> She continued to write away at the paper in her lap as she watched Odette’s facial expressions, listening to her words.

Dr Lacy: “Do you think you’re angry because you’re embarrassed because he rejected your proposal?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Odette just gave the Doctor a look of death, a cold stare before eyeing her up and down the Doctor made a few quick notes.

Dr Lacy: “I’m going to take that as a yes, have you told him about this?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Miss Ryder just nodded.

Dr Lacy: “Then what happened?”

Odette: “well we spent the night together in St Lucia, had the best make up sex… and he left in the morning…”

Dr Lacy: “Have you heard from him since?”

Odette: “Only on twitter.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Hmmmm Twitter the devil’s communication device.

Dr Lacy: “How did you normally find Gabriel to talk to him?”

Odette: “Well I used to just walk around our house and call out his name.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Such a smart arse, smirking Odette laughed to herself inside her mind.

Dr Lacy: “If Gabriel was here right now what would you say to him?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Odette didn’t skip a beat she was straight on it.

Odette: “What are you doing here? Hmmm make your own damn appointment… “Richie Rich””

Dr Lacy: “Odette…”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Rolling her eyes Odette smirked.

Odette: “Dr Lacy…”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> She had a wild smirk on her face, one that she had been wearing a lot lately. Slipping back into the chair Odette closed her eyes as Dr Lacy continued on questioning her. Odette had gone to her for one reason and one reason only, a mental clearance for her future endeavours not because she wanted to be there. She figured talking about a relationship issue would allow Dr Lacy a distraction from trying to pick the brains of the Sin City Wrestling bombshell.

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> ~~

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> I blame you for my insecurities.

Flashback

Odette: “You promise that you won’t leave me Aiden? I mean to have a long distance relationship will be hard on both on us but I would love for it to work”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Aiden looked down at this young Australian girlfriend, happiness filling her eyes. The two of them were standing on top of the eighty foot jump in Aiden’s backyard. Wrapping her arms around Aiden’s neck Odette tilted her head slightly to the right, looking into his eyes trying to work out why he was being so silent.

Aiden: “I promise Babe, you and me forever”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Squeezing her grip around his neck Odette bounced up towards him, pressing herself up against his shirtless body.

Odette: “You really mean that?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Nodding his head towards her, Aiden wrapped his arms around her waist picking her up he twirled her around.

Aiden: “Babe, I never make a promise I can’t keep.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Ducking down he pressed his lips firmly onto hers, before putting her feet back on the dirt. His hands lifted from her waist and slowly crept up her back, acting as a brace he delicately over powered her, picking her up he dropped to his knees before lying her down on the mount of rusty red dirt. Position himself so he was between her legs, he mounted himself. Pulling away from their kiss Aiden looked down towards Odette, running his right index finger down her cheek he leant in and whispered into her ear.

Aiden: “You know it’s my birthday right?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> He started to trail a line of kisses from her ear lobe down her bare neck, his left hand rested on the red dirt beside her head, while his right hand tugged playfully at the top of her hot pants.

Odette: “I know it is Aiden”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> She could barely speak above a whisper as he continued to bite, suck and kiss on the small of her neck. Feeling his right hand move towards the front of her jeans he started to play with the button on them.

Aiden: “You know what would make this birthday special babe?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Whispering deep into her ear once more Aiden looked around making sure that no one was around.

Odette: “I don’t know Aiden, you tell me?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Acting all innocent she fluttered her eyelashes at him, for some reason he had this pull over her. Like there was nothing that this man above her could do that would ever been wrong in her eyes. Licking her lips before pulling her bottom lip into her mouth chewing on it lightly, she gave him a glare with innocent eyes. She knew what he wanted; she just wanted him to ask. Tugging her button free Aiden’s fingers wrapped around the zipper.

Aiden: “Well and you’re leaving for Australia tomorrow… so maybe… just maybe, you want to make this official?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Winking down towards her, he continued on with his ways.

Aiden: “It will give you something to remember me by until we see each other again”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Licking his lips with nothing but intensity in his eyes Aiden wanted one thing and one thing only from Odette, he had the entire relationship.

Odette: “Then what are you waiting for?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Silly girl, silly, silly girl. Letting Aiden take her right then and there may have been a moment of lust, love and passion. But it came quickly to a crashing holt when the two in “love” teens finished. Odette kissed Aiden’s cheek before kissing his lips gently.

Odette: “I love you Aiden”

Aiden: “Babe I…”

Odette: “You don’t have to say anything, I know it’s too early but that’s how I feel”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> *Smacks head against a wall* Even tho those words left her lips, she wanted him to say it back to her she needed him to say it back to her like she needed her next breath of fresh air, she needed him to say that he loved her like most teenage girls crave. Aiden had played this game before, and he had played it very well. Pulling his head back he looked into Odette’s eyes, licked his lips and with ease he spoke. His southern drawl bringing her weak at the knees.

Aiden: “Babe… I Aiden Jacobs…”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Leaning forward Odette was just moments away from hearing the words she desperately craved. Her heart was skipping every second beat as her stomach instantly felt like a cage for a million and one butterflies.

Aiden: “I Love you too… Kat…Odet..Babe”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Looking up at him with questioning eyes, she wiggled free from being underneath him.

Odette: “What did you just say?”

Aiden: “I said I love you too babe”

Odette: “WHO the fuck is Kat?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Quickly pulling her pants back up Odette to do up the zipper and button, pulling on her shoes.

Aiden: “I don’t know what you’re talking about babe?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Turning to face him once more Odette pointed her finger towards him, her eyes screamed that she was heart-broken. Her perfect moment, her first time was ruined by a complete arsehole.

Odette: “BABE? DON’T YOU FUCKING BABE ME… IS THAT YOUR CODE WORD? SO YOU DON’T MESS UP AND CALL YOUR OTHER GIRLFRIEND BY THE WRONG NAME?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Aiden didn’t say anything, he didn’t have too Odette knew when he was guilty. His nostrils flared and his body language instantly screamed “fuck you.”

Odette: “You’re an arsehole, I hate you”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Tears streamed down her face as she brought her hand up to cover her mouth, turning on her heels she turned and ran towards the house. Leaving Aiden alone in the dirt, Odette made it into the house slamming the screen door behind her. Heaving for air, Callum and Katie who were sitting in the kitchen turned to face Odette who was sobbing her eyes out in the door way.

Callum: “Odette what’s wrong?”

Odette: “I want to go home, Cali take me home”

Katie: “What on earth happened to you babe?”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> The hair on the back of Odette’s neck stood up as she turned to face Katie, her closet girlfriend that she had made since traveling America each year with her family. Lifting her finger up she pointed toward Katie in disbelief.

Odette: “YOU… YOU’RE KAT”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Turns out Odette wasn’t the only one being played, turns out Callum was set to be heartbroken on the same day. I guess the positive out of all of this would be that Odette and Callum became such good friends. This is the reason why Odette hates being called Babe, this is why the silly girl has trust issues, but even tho Aiden hurt her the day before she was due to fly back to Australia, when she came back the following year she allowed him to do it all over again. Now for the tie in, As much as everyone says Gabriel is innocent, and that Gabriel won’t cheat, how could she be so sure? Especially since he has been pushing her away so much lately, even after all the hurdles and hoops she has jumped through for him. Odette has learnt that nothing is set in stone and the way Gabriel has been acting lately seems all too familiar.

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> ~~

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Roxi’s promotional from last week was very, umm interesting. It seems that she has Odette’s attack confused and twisted. Odette isn’t labelling you a home wrecker sweets, she isn’t blaming you for the fall out of the true power couple in Sin City Wrestling. She isn’t making you out to be the bad guy, read between the lines Roxi. I thought a Superhero like you with the knack of solving crime would understand what’s going on here. You’re just confused like everyone else, who thinks they know why Odette is the way she is right now. Jealously? Please Odette doesn’t get jealous… she gets even. Angry? Oh that’s good one, the normally bubbly Odette has been seeing red as of late, but don’t think it’s because it’s over your little alliance with Gabriel. This “anger” Odette has been harvesting… started a long time before you’re little red head swooped into the picture. I really thought that the impeccable Crab Girl would see what is staring her right in the face. I guess pretend superheros are never as good as the “real” ones.

You keep saying that you don’t understand why Odette is showing signs of aggression towards you? Caramel Koloa, it’s not just you that the Australian is mad at… have you been too distracted with your own made world to see what’s really going on here? The tides are changing in Sin City Wrestling the sphere has started to shift. You of all people should know that when you have a good thing going on, you embrace it you capture it and you milk it for all it’s worth. Odette has found something within herself that has enlightened the pathway to success. Who would have thought that pasty white girl might have been right all along?

Come Blaze of Glory II, you might be in a mixed tag team match up against Odette Ryder but after the super card, Odette would love to face you one on one. The “hate” that she has for you isn’t because you’re tagging with Gabriel, it isn’t because you’re getting along with Gabriel it’s because you’re just like every other Bombshell on this roster and you’re just another number that Odette will add to her tally. Odette Ryder 1 Superhero 0.  You might be able to fight off the world of good and evil but when it comes to Odette undefeated single streak, she will defend it by ANY MEANS. If that means getting her hands a little dirty, then let them be covered in filth. That is one thing the Bombshells in this company will never take away from her and that is her streak, her baby, her Sin City Wrestling love child. You should know about wanting something so badly that you’ll do anything for right Roxi? Like world peace? The thought of defending it makes you do unspeakable things, makes you hold on to hope where others would just give up. The one thing you and Odette have in common would be your drive to not let anything that you want, be taken away from your sights.

Well it seems we have hit an impasse, we both want victory, we both want to prove the other team wrong… unfortunately for you and Gabriel only one team can walk away with a win and that team my crime fighting friend is the team of The God of Professional Wrestling Jordan P.S Williams and the newly claimed heartless bitch from Down Under Odette Nicole Ryder, Team OJ is coming to end this as strongly as we started.

<FONT COLOR= #BCE954> ~~~  

Odette: “It appears that I have made the resident Superhero less than happy, it appears that I have been able to strike up a sense of emergency from the one they call Crab Girl. It’s amazing when you speak towards someone and they only take in what they want to. Riddle me this Crab Girl where in my promotional did I call you a home wrecker? I just merely stated that if Gabriel had to choose between spending the rest of his life with me or you? He would clearly pick me… I never blamed you for the impending suicide of our relationship, I never said that you’re the reason why Gabriel is now an overly insecure basket case. Don’t put words in my mouth Roxi, because if I don’t like how they taste… I’ll chew them up, spit them out, and I’ll flip them against you. I especially don’t like it when people make judgement or make sly little comments about things they don’t understand, Roxi I thought you were a smart girl… I thought you of all people would see what’s going on here. Turns out your just like the rest of the Bombshells that are so easy to label me a “ungrateful envious” brat.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Opening up we find Odette sitting in the matching his and hers thrones that her and Gabriel had out the back of their house, over-looking the Vegas skyline the lights twinkled off the reflection of her drop off pool.

Odette: “I noticed that the word of the day in your little crime fighting shindig last week was jealously… you seem to like using it against me. Step back Roxi what on earth do you have that I would envy? Have you ever been one half of the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Tag Team champions, the first ones ever crowed mind you, Have you ever captured the Sin City Wrestling Bomshell championship? Have you been awarded Sin City Wrestling’s rookie of the year? Hmmm I don’t think so… so what is going on in that’s mind of yours that you think that someone like me, someone successful like me would envy a girl who still finds it interesting to imagine crime fighting? Oh don’t get me wrong Crab Girl I fight crime every day Roxi, I fight villains too there called critics and I ALWAYS prove them wrong… I always come out on top. You think that by some miracle you will escape the same outcome? Please, you’re more diluted then I first thought.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> She didn’t really move her eyes were just locked on the camera, sitting on her lap was her new pride and joy Alcide who was curled up in a ball sleeping.

Odette: “I never really pictured as the comedian type Roxi, but I find it fascinating that you believe that I used to be “so strong, so confident” forgive me if I’m wrong, which never really ever happens… but how am I not strong Roxi? I have walked through the Bombshell division here with a breeze, my only real competition was at the last Super Card and look how that panned out. You think because I’ve started to speak my mind that I have lost my physical and emotional strength? If anything its building, if anything its getting better and the whole world can thank Jordan Williams for opening my eyes and teaching me to embrace my confidence. I “used” to be confident, hell I know that Jordan and I are going to win this, if I was a betting woman I’d put my two thousand and thirteen blood red Bugatti on it.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Ahh? I thought that was Gabriel’s car?

Odette: “You need to stop and take a good hard look at yourself Roxi and think before you speak. Coming at me with the same bland things I hear week in and week out is getting tiring. I will admit it always makes me laugh listening to the next girl line up and talk about why or how she is going to beat me, and why she thinks she deserves to beat me… how they need to beat me to prove their spot in Sin City Wrestling. You said it best last week Roxi when you called me the measuring stick for the Bombshells to aim for… too bad none of you have the ability to even come close to matching it. So I sit back and watch you all line up like small children at the fair, you take your step forward you stand underneath the too short to ride line and it’s always the same reaction, it’s always a heart breaking sense of defeat that covers your faces… that brings a wicked smile to mine.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Much like the one that had danced upon her face now

Odette: “I sense that Blaze of Glory Two will be the same wash rinse repeat routine that I find myself in each week. I know I have this match covered on my end, and I know that Jordan will be gunning down Gabriel. So failing isn’t an option for team OJ, in fact losing will be yours and Gabriel’s only option that we will allow… because nothing would satisfy Jordan and myself more than stopping the momentum of hope that the underdogs so proudly carry.  I would know I USED to be an underdog, I used to be the Aussie battler with the world against her… so now I’m the bitch holding the shots, I will plainly just out match you Roxi… but for Gabriel… sweets you’re in for a whole new experience at Blaze of Glory. You said that I’ll do “anything” for a win… believe me when I say for once in the last few weeks you’re bang on the money… I won’t let you and Roxi walk away from this all happy and smiles, because once I pin Roxi… or once Jordan pins you… my star starts to shine more and I know that it kills you deep down inside knowing that I’m becoming a bigger star then you ever were. I know it kills you knowing that if I win, opportunities will be dropped at my feet like rose petals. You might have been the main bread winner in our relationship Gabriel, but come Blaze of Glory Two… a win over you means that this little bitch is getting rich.”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Laughing she ran her hand through the fur on the small of Alcide’s neck.

Odette: “You know what Gabriel you couldn’t have picked a better time to walk away from me, because now at Blaze Of Glory Two… I get to have my way with you, I get to make you wish you never ever treated me like a fool. Come this weekend Roxi, nothing overly personal… but you know what is going to happen, Gabriel… you know what is going to happen and Jordan… together were going to make it happen… Come Blaze of Glory… the past will speak for itself and the future will be an echo of Jordan and my success”

<FONT COLOR= #C0C0C0> Waving the camera off, Odette picked up Alcide and walked out of the view, leaving the camera to focus on an empty throne.

OOC: Not my best by far, but i'm tired and I have worked my arse off this week, so it's all you're getting for now.   There will be errors but i'm about to fall asleep at the keys again.