As she tried to pull her arm away from James’ grip she went to leave again but he just held on a little tighter. Pulling her back towards him once more, Mel was pulled off balance and she rocked back on her heels. James however gave her hand another tug and Mel fell into his lap. James now wrapped his hands around Melody’s waist as her back was against his chest. Resting back into the chair, the brat prince just looked down at Melody with a smile.

J2H: You don’t have to go home; your duck is here, why would you need to go home?

Turning to face him Melody didn’t realise how close they were until their noses almost touched, she pulled her head away from James’ just a little so she could look into his eyes. He was a little on the tipsy side and well so was she. Closing her eyes for a few seconds she gathered her thoughts the last time these two shared drinks together they ended up getting “married” She didn’t want something like that to happen again tonight so she just wiggled in his lap trying to free herself. James however wasn’t letting go just yet he wanted to know why she wanted to leave.

Melody: Because, I just need to go home.

Opening her eyes as she spoke she tried to get away without giving him a reason and he didn’t like that. There had to be a reason and he was going to get it out of her, even if he had to sit here all night and argue it out of her. Bringing his head in closer to hers James rested his chin on Melody’s shoulder. Now looking down her chest he couldn’t help but smile as he noticed she was wearing one of his shirts, it was that long on her it looked like a mini dress. After all she hadn’t thought of bringing a change of clothes for after their busy day full of adventures.

J2H: Why don’t you trust yourself around me?

Reaching up James pushed a strand of Melody’s wet hair behind her ear and tucked his face into hers, now he was whispering as he spoke causing goose bumps to run up and down Mel’s body. She could feel his breath on her skin, causing her to turn to the side to look at him. There he was just inches away from her, and she couldn’t do a damn thing about it. Sighing once again she closed her eyes she didn’t want him to see the desire that was burning in her hazel eyes.

Melody: Well last time we drank around each other, this whole mess started.

She thought for sure he would let go of her once those words left her lips but he didn’t he just rolled his tongue over his perfect lips before parting them to talk.

J2H: Mess? That’s putting it lightly.

He was almost about to chuckle at what he had just said but Melody just tried to wiggle herself free from him once more. He wasn’t hurting her so James just held on to her, he wanted to know what was really going on in that mind of hers. That or the alcohol had kicked in more and he was feeling flirty either way he wasn’t acting very James like right now.

Melody: I need to go home James, I’ll call an uber or something.

J2H: I’m not sending you away in the middle of the night in an Uber. You can stay in one of the guest rooms and leave tomorrow when you’re ready.

His voice was stern and had a hint of annoyance in it; it was like he was offended that she even suggested that she would take an Uber home. Why could she want to leave his house in a stranger’s car in the middle of the night for? Something wasn’t gelling in this story and it couldn’t just be because she was worried they would end up drunk together. She was withholding something from him and he didn’t know what it was and for some strange reason it was eating him alive.

Melody: Are you implying we have a sleep over?

Melody tried to break the intense glare that James was now firing her with a soft smile but James just let her go and pushed himself back into the chair. Now looking at her while she sat on his lap he was confused as to what to do or say. Reaching over to the arm rest James lifted up his almost finished bottle of beer and raised it to his lips. Melody just watched him, unsure what was happening. James just swallowed harshly before slapping the bottle back down on the wooden chair.  

J2H: Isn’t that what friends do Mel?

His tone was mocking her but she didn’t know why? Without a single word uttered she just stood up and started to clear the empty bottles and take away containers up from the table. She grabbed them all and headed off towards the house, leaving him outside to cool off.

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Well that was my week thus far how was yours? Crazy huh? Now let’s talk about this Sunday and the fact that I’m in a three way match up with Jenny Tuck and Jaina Hudson. Did I just say three way? I meant triple treat, oops threat, THREAT. I meant triple threat. This Sunday I won’t just have Hot Stuff to think about I will have to deal with two very fit and mean mugging Bombshells who are just as hungry to make a name for themselves as what I am. I can’t guarantee that I will win but I can promise that I will give it a red hot crack. I wonder who booked this match; because to me it sounds like it has Hot Stuff’s name all over it. It doesn’t matter though if it was Hot Stuff or Christian. As I came back to Sin City Wrestling to prove my worth and this week I’m going to cement it. No more distractions, no more playing around this week Melly gets serious.

Oooh is that a quarter?

Umm ignore that; that will be my last distraction I promise. This week I find myself without my Unicorn men, without my beautiful hunky stallions, I guess that’s one well two less distractions right? I mean I won’t be looking at their glorious abs on the way to the ring so I’ll have extra time to focus on my match. Not only am I a Unicorn rider without a Unicorn but I’m also not allowed to dress up in my furry little outfits anymore, Mr Hot Stuff has prohibited it. He was all like “YOU SHALL NOT PASS! Look at me I’m holding a big stick in my hand and think that I can wave it freely at young girls however I want…” Well you can’t boss man, that’s called harassment. BOOO this man! However I guess the plus side is I won’t be distracted in my matches anymore fearing of a costume malfunction from one of my opponents. I mean do you know how many times I almost lost my damn tail? Countless... now that the distraction has been removed once I enter the ring on Sunday night I should be unstoppable. I have nothing to hold me back, nothing to worry about and nothing to steal my attention.

Not even the hottie that always sits in the third row… hey boo I see you.

Call Alexis, she needs a lay.

ANYWAYS… So thank you Mr Mark Ward because you have opened my little hazel eyes up to the fact that I have been wrestling in the past with my blinkers on. So this week at Climax Control I will finally be able to see the bigger picture and that bigger picture is that I have a job to do and I must take it seriously. So sorry Jenny and Jaina but this week girls you’re in the wrong place at the right time… I mean it’s the wrong place for you but the right time for me because I won’t be blinded anymore. I won’t have any distractions so my focus will be completely on you both and my main goal will be to take you both out… and I don’t mean to the movies.

I mean out of my way, you see I’m on a journey to the top and right now you’re standing on my path. I don’t like it when people cross over my yellow brick road. However on Sunday night I won’t be the one clicking my heels together three times wishing to go home, it will be you both. Big words from a little girl huh? Well just watch this little girl make a mockery of two fairly new bombshells just so she can bypass them and head straight to the throne. Now hold up, hold your horses. OMG MY UNICORN MEN!! TOOO SOOON MELLY TOOO SOOON!!!

Wow, I really need to work on this getting distracted thingy. I’m sure I’ll have it down pat on Sunday night.

Nevertheless please hold your farm animals, I know that I say I’m gunning for the top and I mean it I just want you all to take a big chill pill before you all say “oh look another girl who just walks back in asking for a damn title match” I’M NOT ASKING FOR A CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH NOR AM I DEMANDING ONE. Could you imagine me with a championship? I’d lose it within the first three seconds of having it, I mean look how long I had a “husband” for… wait a minute that’s actually not that funny and really harsh. I’m not one of those girls, who just want to swoop on in to try and go for the gold, trust me. HOWEVER I am one of those girls that wants to play in the same field as the likes of Sammi Marlowe and Alexis. I however do not wish to play with Twisted Sister, I looked her up and she has a terrible set of lungs on her and I do not wish to have my ear drums screamed out.

“Ah Mel, that’s wrong Twisted Sister!”

Oops my bad, wait who are you? Never-mind, these distractions are everywhere I can’t escape them. Speaking of Twisted Sister I dare say Hot Stuff is going to place me against her soon. I mean he said so himself on the Twitter. So I really can’t afford to get distracted anymore. SO this Sunday I plan on reining that in and taking this wrestling business more seriously. I mean it’s for my own safety and it’s for my career. I mean the only way I can get out of Sin City Wrestling contract is by having a baby and well I asked around the other day and surprisingly no one wants to just give you a baby and a million dollars even tho they would never have to see you or the baby again? I know weird huh? I mean it’s a fairly good deal, I thought. I think I’m heading off track again?

OKAY BACK ON IT. This Sunday I get to go head to head with Jenny Tuck, that’s probably a really poor choice of words when it comes to her but let’s just oversee the innuendos. Now I know the Jenny is friendly Roxi but that doesn’t mean I will be taking her lightly. Just because she is friends with Roxi, doesn’t mean that she is Roxi and that means I can fight her and fight her I will. I mean we have been all cute and stuff on Twitter but we all know that’s just smoke and mirrors. I wished her a good fight and said I couldn’t wait to face her, which isn’t a lie. I mean I can’t wait to face her but I also can’t wait to beat her. I’m not really sure what her deal is but I know she likes to win and I know she was pretty upset when she lost a few weeks back. I’m just sorry that she can’t pick up the ball again this Sunday and run with it because Big Melly Mamingo is going to be standing in her way. Hopefully when it’s all said and done she won’t go crying to Roxi and try and make Roxi dislike me, because Roxi’s friendship to me is everything and I won’t stand for people trying to ruin it. For we are Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United. BOOM! Jenny try and top that. So this Sunday night I get to face the Playboy and Legendary Cover girl Jenny Tuck… which I find hilarious because by the end of the night the cover girl is going to be covered by this cover girl then I’m going to hook her legs, then the referee is going to count the three and then the cover girl is going to be pinned by a real cover girl.

You following? Good I hope so.  

Melody Grace Carpenter – sending Cover girls back to the back page since 94’

Now up next I’m also facing Jaina Hudson now I don’t know anything about her so all I’m going to say is stay down Jaina and stay out of my way. I don’t want to hurt you but if I have to I will. Although I do know one thing and that is, you’re a mean girl who likes to treat the fans badly so you have been warned come this Sunday night you show the crowd some respect or I’ll treat your face like a door mat. No one disrespects my Melephants… and I mean no one. Now I will see you on Sunday and we can have a challenge to see whose muta lock is better but I guarantee mine will be better than yours I mean my lock is called Quackers, case and point. I just hope you’re ready to face Jenny and I this Sunday because as of night now all we have heard is crickets from your direction, which leads me to believe that you’re not ready to face us… or you’re scared. It’s okay to be scared though Jaina I mean that means you’ll probably slip up in the ring and once that happens I can assure you I’ll be there ready to catch you and bring you back down the planet earth to give you an attitude adjustment. Don’t for one second think you’re better than me… because I can guarantee that you’re not. You’re just another road block in my way that will be steam rolled on Sunday.

Tooty, toot.

Alright Jenny and Jaina I will see you both Sunday night, come ready and prepared because I will be… and this week I’ll have no distractions. Also I will see you Mr Hot Stuff Mark Ward because I have a score to settle but more importantly I will see my beautiful friends and family backstage… as well as my fantastic fans. My Melephants you won’t be disappointed because Melly is back on track after my victory last week I’m on a roll.

This Sunday let’s get ridiculous and let’s get QUACKERS!

Mwah!
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 <p style="color:#B2A1ED">Heeeeeeeeeeeyyyyy good looking, fancy meeting you here! Well hello, hi and welcome back to the wonderful mind of ME, Melody Grace Carpenter. Now I’m going to tell you a story, wait; hold up, did I remember to turn my hair straightener off? I think so, I must have, anyways… oh yeah back to the story.

Once upon a time, there was a young Blonde Butterfly who just wanted to fly around the world and do as she pleased. Until one day she ran into a big, scary, oily old bully whose name rhymes with Pot Buff but it’s definitely not Hot Stuff. I mean I would never ever, ever talk badly about Pot Buff, I mean Hot Stuff. Now this Pot Buff wanted to rule the entire world and everything and everyone in it. Nevertheless he never could control the Blonde Butterfly and this made Pot Buff mad and glow red with anger. Especially as the Blonde Butterfly just fluttered her way around his castle coming and going as she pleased. Pot Buff didn’t like that because he knew deep down that he could in fact control the young Butterfly and more importantly he could make money off of her good graces. So this evil, evil man decided one night that while she was fluttering around his corridors that he would trap her. YES, trap her in a cage. A cage that looked exactly like an office, but it wasn’t an office; it was the evil dwellings of a torture chamber. That many had entered before, some exiting with gold, some exiting with scars while some others? Well some of the others just never came out. I can only assume they died in a grease fire or fell into an endless hole.

Now while she was locked in his torture chamber of wickedness she was at the mercy of his commands. At first he was abrupt and just told her to sign her life over to him and she quickly refused. This made Pot Buff angry and when he was angry he was cunning, so he used his magical powers. Did I forget to mention he had magical powers? Well he does and Pot Buff used them against Ms Blonde Butterfly. First he sprinkled her with a powder called blackmail when he threatened to go after one of the very few people she held close to her heart. Let’s call him Despy-err-um-De-Best-friend, YES that’s right he went after the Blonde Butterfly’s DeBestFriend. At first the young Butterfly just laughed as she flapped her beautiful wings and she mocked Pot Buff because Pot Buff clearly forgot about DeBestFriend’s father. However he had not forgotten about DeBestFriend’s father and Pot Buff threatened him as well.

What is a young Blonde Butterfly to do?

Well she didn’t get much time to think of a way out of the chamber, because Pot Buff came back with another jab to her wings. He evilly told her that he would take a precious charm off her mystical friend who she calls Be. Pot Buff said he would strip Be of his jewels and leave him jewel less. Mean Mr Pot Buff didn’t stop there. Oh no he went after another one of her SUPER friends; he told her that she too would have her powers stripped from her. What was Blonde Butterfly going to do knowing that DeBestFriend, Be and Superoxi were all going to stuffer at the hands of this bully because she didn’t want to be tied down? The Butterfly grew sad, because not only would her life be changed but the ones who she loved and held close would be punished for her bad choices.

As the Blonde Butterfly took a moment to think about her options, looking for a loop-hole that’s when the evil Pot Buff grew taller. He towered over her casting a shadow. His shadow was so big and powerful it removed the shimmer from her big beautiful wings. The much stronger, fitter, smarter and crafty Pot Buff wasn’t done. Oh no, Pot Buff wasn’t even close to being done. As Pot Buff took out his sword and struck her where it would hurt the Blonde Butterfly the most. Her big bouncy heart! Pot Buff looked her directly in her gazing eyes as he shoved the dagger in. While letting her know that if she did not agree to these lists of terms and conditions she wouldn’t be allowed to download the new IPhone update for her IPhone 6 and alas the world would be ruined and she wouldn’t receive the taco emoji. Wait, sorry wrong story.

Ah yes, Pot Buff said to her if she didn’t agree to sign on the dotted line and hand over her soul, he would take the one thing that her dearly missed ex “boyfriend” had worked hard his whole life for. He was going to take the apple of her eye’s crown away from him. That is when the Blonde Butterfly’s heart sank, faster than a speeding bullet. He had gone and pulled on her heart strings and played them like a violin as he threated to go after King JamAmazing’s reign. The Blonde Butterfly couldn’t bring herself to let Pot Buff ruin the lives of her four closest friends. So with a sigh and with sadness in her eyes she agreed to do whatever Mr Pot Buff wanted her to do.

That’s when the Beautiful Blonde Butterfly penned her name down on the dotted line. As soon as the ink dried, her gorgeous wings burnt to ashes and disappeared. He had trapped her and she now belonged to him. Pot Buff now had her under his control and just for a minute the world stopped spinning, true story. Now she wasn’t allowed to fly away out of his castle without asking for permission first. However luckily for her she already had holidays planned so this mean, mean Bully couldn’t stop her from going to Paris next week. Nevertheless the Blonde Butterfly has had some time to think about it and well it’s like they always say they all lived happily ever after in the end right?

The End!

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OH MY LIFE!! Did you see what that mean, mean, MEAN man made me do? He made me sign a new contract to Sin City Wrestling. Now let’s get one thing out in the open. I DON’T mind coming back to wrestling and my reservations about signing back with Sin City Wrestling have nothing to do with my love of wrestling. I will always love wrestling, I will always love Sin City Wrestling and I will always love my herd of fans - The Melephants. My problems with re-signing have nothing to do with my surroundings or my environment or the people but it absolutely has everything to do with me. Yes me.

You see I don’t think I’m ready for a comeback, in fact when I started wrestling I didn’t think I was even ready for my debut. I mean I was like all cool as a cucumber and told everyone that I was going to rock the dance floor. I said I would take on the entire Sin City Wrestling Bombshell roster and shake them to their cores. Now, what’s changed to make me believe that I’m not worthy? Well a lot has changed; a lot of things in my life have changed. I mean… look at the tragic mess that I left it in.

The tragic mess wasn’t anyone fault but my own and I Melody Grace Carpenter hurt A LOT of people when I just decided that I wasn’t good enough. I left behind a husband, I left behind my best friend and I left behind my fans.  However now here I stand coming back into the wrestling world with no idea who stands with me or who stands against me. Talk about a solar eclipse. I have no idea if people want to see me shine or if people just want to watch me fall down and burn.

If I were you, I would want to watch me burn. I mean who tricks a guy into marrying them? Who let’s their best friend take all the blame for it for months? Who just ups and leaves a country because things are getting too out of control and heated for them to contain? Who just walks out on their best friend who is about to have baby? Who just walks out of an adopted family in the Sins? Who just leaves behind the most precious fan base in the whole Sin City Wrestling Universe? Who just gets up and leaves their tag team partners high and dry? Who just walks away because things are hard? Who, who, who, who, who? I’ll tell you who a failure does and a failure by the name of Melody Grace Carpenter did.

I walked away from James, Simpson, Despy, Synn, Gabriel, Odette, Misty, Roxi, Rage, Kittie, Candy… I could keep going on for days… I walked away from the best damn job a girl could ask for. I walked away from the fame, the fortune, the bright lights and some of the best nights of my life. I walked away from my friends and I walked away from my fans without a damn word and without a damn reason.

You want to know my reason? I have no reason that will ever be good enough to fix the damage that I have caused. Nothing I could ever do or say will heal the wounds of those who wish to keep them open. Just know while your wounds were either healing or bleeding that I was suffering my own torment. I’m not saying this so you all stand back and say aww poor Melody. I’m saying this because this is the truth. There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think of you. There wasn’t a day that went by where I didn’t think of the mess I had left you all in. It wasn’t the days that were the hardest; it was the nights. Night time is when all your mind does is race off in a million different directions. That’s when I found myself missing you all the most. The nights were the toughest, the nights without him were the unhappiest I have ever been. However all this pain, that my own mind put me though was my own damn fault. I had entered hell and to be very honest and real I think I have left a bit of myself down there.

Days turned into weeks - weeks turned into months and months almost turned into a year before I returned. Returning wasn’t easy; trust me when I say that. Yet I found myself clicking away at the keys on Twitter and before I knew it I was back into your world. I was being accepted back into my old life. Misty and Roxi let me back in with open arms, Despy was nothing but kind to me and Synn… well I have been avoiding him like the plague. Dom and Annie couldn’t be more excited to see me back. While others like Candy and James are undecided. Some of my greatest fears were washed away in a heartbeat. Nevertheless some of them are still set in stone and are here to stay; I call them permanent destructions that will bare everlasting scars.

At first I wasn’t going to step foot back into Sin City Wrestling. Yet the Surf Boys tempted me back in and that night was the night I learnt that somethings can’t be forgotten. No matter how much distance or time you give it. The night of my unofficial return to Sin City Wrestling was the night that Candy Overton broke my nose because I had let her down. Candy wanted to inflict some of the pain that I let her feel while I was away. It was also the night that I looked into his eyes for the first time in months and I felt like the biggest let down in the whole entire world. You guys might hate him, you guys might think he is just a brat but to me… he was the one I let down the most. Yet there I was just standing in front of him dressed up like an idiot because I was too afraid to be myself. I had a perfect opportunity to try and make things right and I treated it like a sideshow and acted like a damn clown.  Smooth Melody Smooth!

Weeks have gone past and every aspect of my life has run hot and cold, but now it’s time to rebuild, it’s time to recover and it’s time to return.

What greater way to return then taking on Veronica Taylor? Maybe just maybe if I beat her, some of this shadow of doubt can lift. Maybe the sun can come out and shine. God only knows it’s been a while since I felt the warmth from its glow on my skin.

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#CockneyPartyPlane

The scene opens up on the #CockneyPartyPlane that left Eureka Airport a few hours after Climax Control went off the air. On the plane was of course Ben Jordan, who had sent out an open invitation to anyone and everyone in SCW. The people who answered the call were none other than J2H, Simpson, Sammi and Melody Grace. It was a four hour flight destined for San Francisco so Melody could make it in time to hop on her flight bound for Paris. James on the other hand was headed anywhere he could get a ticket too. Simpson would no doubt follow James. Sammi was hoping this mystery flight would get her miles away from her sister. So far on this flight Melody and Ben had an epic FIFA showdown in which ended up in a tie leaving them both at two games up on each other. The tie would have to be settled at a later date. While Sammi, James and Simpson watched on in disbelief at how good Melody was on the PlayStation. Considering she was just smacking away at the buttons not really knowing what she was doing, while Ben was sweating bullets and taking it very seriously. After the FIFA game, Simpson had decided to recline his seat and go for a nap, whilst Sammi and Ben were sitting together talking quietly. James just had his headphones in his ears listening to music, as Melody sat across from him attempting to read a book. She could read thank you very much, it’s just she had a lot on her mind. Looking up from her book Melody looks at James, who at the same time looks up at her. Her eyes quickly dart away from him as she didn’t want to be caught out staring. James just rolls his eyes before looking back down at his phone.

A few moments pass by before Melody closes her book and grabs the blanket that she was wrapped up in. She rolls it up into a little ball and before she knew it she was making her way over towards James. Now she was standing in front of him, James can feel that she is right there and he slowly lifts his head up to look at her. Removing the earphones from his ears he just watches on as Melody waves at him.

Melody:  Hi!

James doesn’t wave back he just continues to look at Melody, who is now rocking back on the heels of her feet acting like a nervous school girl. To break the tension a bit James finally replies.

J2H:  Hi!

Melody smiles at him and quickly drops her right hand down to her side before she reaches out with her left hand offering James the blanket.

Melody:  Are you cold? You looked cold, I brought a blanket. Did you want a blanket? I could take the blanket away if you don’t want it. I’m rambling again aren’t I? I’ll just leave you alone, I’m sorry.

She was rambling and she couldn’t stop herself. Finally Melody found that her voice had stopped and she was just standing there with her hand out offering a warm blooded male a blanket on a plane. Shaking her head from side to side, she was kicking herself inside. What an idiot. Sighing to herself Melody’s eyes dropped from James down to the floor. James could sense that she was upset and he quickly tried to correct the situation.

J2H:  You don’t have to go Mel, plus where are you going to go?

Her hazel eyes lifted from the floor as she watched James point around the plane, motioning that she couldn’t go anywhere without him seeing her, or without her being in the same place as him. They were essentially trapped on a plane together, nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.

Melody:  I could go back over there, if you would prefer?

Melody pointed back to the chair that she had just come from, she didn’t even wait for a response before she just started to walk backwards. James without even thinking reached out his left hand and tapped the leather chair beside him offering her a spot to sit down. Looking up at her he smirked.

J2H:  And what continue to stare at me and look away quickly and pretend that you’re not looking at me when I happen to glance over at you?

She felt the blood rush to cheeks as her face started to blush, ducking her head down she hoped her long blonde hair would cover her embarrassment. It didn’t in fact James could see that she was flushed with awkwardness and that only caused his smirk to grow wider.

Melody:  Oh I was looking at you? I didn’t even notice.

Mumbling under her breathe so he could barely hear her Melody looked back up at James. Her right hand came up to cover her face, trying to hide her blushing cheeks. Melody locked eyes with James and they shared a gaze for a couple of seconds before James’ eyes trailed off to the vacant spot beside him. Once again he tapped it, motioning to her to take a seat.

J2H:  Just sit down Mel, you’re obviously dying to talk about something, it’s written all over your face.

Melody:  It is?

J2H:  You’re like a book sometimes, other times you’re a puzzle.

She didn’t know if she should smile or frown at that last comment. Instead she just unwraps the blanket that was in her hands and draped it over James’ body, before she quickly took a seat beside him. James just looks out in front of him while Melody continues to fiddle around with the blanket making sure that James was covered and she was covered as well. After she was done moving around getting comfortable Melody looked over at him. Her wide eyes gleaming with excitement it was as if she had forgotten about the iciness between them. She quickly licked her glossed lips and spoke.

Melody:  Hi!

If she could slap herself on the forehead she probably would have, shaking her head from side to side again she silently sighed.

J2H:  Hi again.

James just kept his eyes on Melody but he was still distant, she couldn’t put her finger on it. Well she could but she wanted to ignore it. The two young former flames just sat in silence for a while before Melody’s voice broke it.

Melody:  I’m just going to cut to the chase, James I don’t want things to be this weird between us. I know that sounds really stupid because it’s not like we have the cleanest past, but I just want things to be different from now on. I mean that, so to break the ice I want you to ask me anything… anything at all and I promise you I will answer it honestly. Scouts honour, cross my heart. I mean you must have some questions burning away up there and I want to answer them, so you can get some clarity.

Her hazel eyes fell into his as he just looked across at her. Not knowing what to say for a moment James processed what Melody had just said. Melody could feel that he was analysing her, he was good at it too. He was probably looking at her face to see any tell-tale signs to expose any tricks that she might have been playing at. She wasn’t this time; she was being honest and raw with him. The only thing that he could possibly see on her face was puffy baggy eyes that looked like she hadn’t slept in months. She did well to hide them under her make up, but being this close to her it was basically rendered pointless. Melody started to panic and he must have caught a glimpse of her discomfort in her eyes so he quickly made a joke.

J2H:  For a moment there, I forgot how much you like to talk.

Smirking at her James let out a little chuckle while Melody just sunk back down into the leather chair and huffed. She had missed the humorous side of his joke and had taken it seriously.

Melody:  I’m sorry.

With that said and done she closed her eyes and wished that she was a million miles away from him, so she wouldn’t annoy him. However it wasn’t too long before she heard his voice whisper besides her. Catching her off guard she opened her eyes and turned to her left to look up at him.

J2H:  Why did you decide to come back to SCW? I mean why sign the contract? You really don’t seem thrilled to be back.

James shuffled around in his seat so he was turned in towards her as he wanted to read her answer.  He wanted to know if Melody was telling the truth. She let out a sigh and quickly replied.

Melody:  Well, did you not see what Hot Stuff did?

She was going to blame him again and James didn’t like that reply, he wanted the truth. Melody had promised to tell him the truth and so far all she had done was covered it up with a white lie.

J2H:  I did, but you had a choice Melody, you could have just walked away?

He was correct and Melody knew that. Looking up at him she cursorily rolled her tongue over her pure white teeth and took in a deep breath of air before answering him.

Melody:  And let that man think he can bully Despy? I don’t think so. I refuse to let him think that he can do that.

It was as if a little fire of passion started to burn in her eyes as she spoke about her best friend. Melody knew she hadn’t been the best, best friend, but she knew that if anything ever happened to Despy she would be heartbroken. If anyone ever hurt him, she would kill them. As Melody day dreamed about that moment, James’ voice pulled her back into reality.

J2H:  You do realise that Mark could just make Despy’s life a living hell regardless of you signing that contract or not?

Clenching her teeth together Melody groaned, she hadn’t thought of that. Her eyebrows came together as she thought of a reply but nothing came to mind just yet. James was right, he was always right.

Melody:  Yeah… well, he won’t because he got what he wanted. So I signed back to SCW to make sure Despy stayed out of Hot Stuff’s sights. I signed back up so Ben doesn’t have to lose his Tag Team Championship. I mean, he could very well give it away next week now since Simon has retired but that’s up to Ben. It shouldn’t be a decision that he was forced into doing because simple little me wouldn’t sign a contract. Also he said we would take Roxi’s away from her, what kind of a best friend would I be to her if I let him ruin hers and Keira’s reign with the Bombshell Tag Championships? I would never forgive myself.

Looking back up at James, she took in a deep inhale her facial expression were all serious. He could tell that she was telling the truth but she was dancing around the full truth. Moving in towards her closer James quietly spoke so Sammi and Ben couldn’t hear them.

J2H:  Is that it? Is that the real reason?

He was studying her again, reading her like a book as Melody just glanced into his eyes. He was good, really good at knowing how to get to the rock bottom truth. She playfully rolled her eyes at him that got a smile from James; it was as if he could now read her mind.

Melody:  It is the real reason but it’s not the whole reason.

She exhaled quietly and turned to face him more, they were now completely facing each other. Her voice was quiet but her tone was direct, she needed him to know the truth the whole truth. Reaching out with her hands she placed them on top of his and without even giving it a second though she held onto them delicately.

Melody:  He said he was going to take your title away from you. I couldn’t just sit there and let this power hungry animal take away the one thing you have worked the hardest for in your life. I couldn’t let him just strip you of your belt; I would regret that for the rest of my life. Heck, it would have just added to every bit of regret that I already have when it comes to us. I mean, I don’t regret us. Please don’t think that’s what I meant. I will never regret us. I just regret how things turned out and what happened and now I’m paying the ultimate price of you not being able to trust me. The fact is I wouldn’t have been able to stand it if I was the sole reason why you had to have your championship belt taken away from you. You have worked way to hard just to have it taken away from you, just because I wanted to be selfish and not be signed anywhere? It’s not fair.

She looked into his eyes making sure he was looking into hers before she realised that her hands were on his and her thumbs were rubbing circles around the back of his hands. She quickly jolted her hands away and smiled nervously but James didn’t even flinch, it was as if he didn’t even notice her hands on his to begin with.

J2H:  Why don’t you want to be signed to SCW Mel? That doesn’t make any sense, you love it there, you love the fans and they love you.

He had a valid point one that she was going to clear up. Running her fingers through her messy curly hair Melody let out the biggest sigh of her life, before lowering her eyes to his hands. This answer right here was either going to offend him or comfort him either way she had to tell him the truth. With a shy smile she looked back up at him and declared.

Melody:  Because I suck at wrestling James… and well James, I don’t want you to rock up to work every Sunday and be like oh great I have to see that stupid blonde girl again tonight. I know what Hot Stuff is like. I knew if I signed back to SCW he would be like great, let’s put Melody and James in a tag match together… let’s throw them on a press junket together. I know all those things are coming because he is twisted and I swear he gets off on making people miserable. I don’t want you to be miserable about seeing me day in day out. I don’t want you to not enjoy coming to work, especially while you’re at the top of the mountain. That’s not right and it wouldn’t be fair. I want you to enjoy your success and be the best you can be and I know you would enjoy all of this a lot more if I wasn’t there.

She was looking at him and she could tell that he was processing what she had just said. For the first time his eyes had moved from her face down to the side. He either believed her or he thought she was lying but she was telling the God honest truth. The longer time ticked by the longer James didn’t say a word, he didn’t reply with any sort of movement either. Melody turned away from him once again. She sunk back down into the leather seat and closed her eyes, trying to hold back the stinging pain that was burning in them. The longer her eyes were closed the heavier they became and the thought of sleep played with her mind. Who was she kidding tho? She hadn’t slept longer than 4 hours each night for the last year, why did she think she was going to get in some shut eye now?

J2H:  Where did you go Mel, when you left?

His strong voice drew her out of her daze as she opened her eyes; turning her head to her left she looked at him. He was sitting beside her still, his body slightly turned in towards hers. She shuffled up from her slouched down position and turned towards him. Melody hoped that her body language would reflect that she was one hundred percent serious about being open and honest with him.

Melody:  Norway.

“Norway” flew out of her mouth with a mixture of emotion. The sweet tone in her voice reflected that she loved Norway and she missed Norway but the sour undertone gave James the impression that it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Melody blinked her eyes growing heavier as she held back a yawn, she didn’t want to be rude.

J2H:  See that’s what I’m having issues with, why would you move to Norway? The only person you know there is Derek. Why would you run to Derek?

His tone was filled with bitterness as he almost hissed at her his questions. It was hard to believe that Melody would just pick up her whole life and move somewhere she had never really shown interest into going before. Thinking about his question for a while she was going to feed him a lie but she bit her tongue and held back before groaning. The truth Melody, he needed the truth. Another sigh escaped her lips and she softly replied.

Melody:  I just needed to get away. There was nothing I could say or do that would correct what I did wrong James. I panicked… so I ran. I ran to the one place I knew no one would come looking for me. I mean you’re right why would I move to freezing cold Norway? It made no sense. So I knew no one would look for me there. I didn’t want to be found. I didn’t want to be contacted and I knew Derek would respect that. I knew that he would just let me get lost there. The moment you forgot…err… found out what happened that night was enough for me to get a sign to get out of there. So I moved to Norway, I didn’t tell my parents until I got there; they were the only ones that knew well aside from Derek.

Her tone was sharp, mean, yet soft and sincere. Melody closed her eyes and once again the last twelve months of her life flashed before her young eyes. Some good memories, some flat out bad ones. Opening her eyes once more she looked at James who was just looking at her with a jumbled looked on his face.

J2H:  Forgot what? What did I forget?

Oh nuts, he had picked up on that. Melody franticly raced her mind for something to say that would make this moment right. She didn’t want to lie to James right now, but right now wasn’t the place or the time to make him remember anything. Her eyes were scanning his face and she could tell that he was growing inpatient awaiting an answer. Learning over to him she placed her right hand on the side of his face and gently held it before smiling at him.

Melody:  I used the wrong word, just ignore it. It’s just stupid Mel being stupid again.

She dropped her hand away from his face and returned it back into her lap before turning away from him. Once again she leant back into the chair and let the leather surround her and before she knew it her eyes were closed. A few minutes passed the two as they sat in silence and before she knew it Melody was drifting off to sleep. Well it was either sleep or cry and she wasn’t going to cause a scene on this fantastic plane ride. James just sat in silence he didn’t know what had just happened but he knew there was more too it. He was about to talk to her but as he looked over to her, James saw that she was sleeping. Resting back into the chair he huffed before placing his head phones back into his ears to get lost in some music. He needed to clear his mind and process everything she had just told him. As James made himself comfortable, his movements on the chair trigged Melody to slightly wake from her slumber. James watched as Melody rolled over towards him and before he knew it her head was resting on his shoulder, while her arm gently positioned itself over his chest. He didn’t move, he didn’t say a word he just sat there and let her sleep. James just looked down at Melody unsure of what to do; his thoughts were quickly cut short when the sound of Simpson’s bold voice could be heard.

Simpson:  Sir, do you want me to move her?

James looked up at Simpson and shook his head from side to side before he lifted his right hand waving Simpson off. Looking back down at Melody, James just sighed he didn’t know what he was going to do with her or about her just yet. However in this moment he was going to let her get some sleep, after all he knew that she hadn’t been sleeping and that she needed rest regardless of how uncomfortable it made him feel.

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#Paris

The scene opens up outside the Château of Vincennes’ castle in Paris France, before it slowly pans inside to see Ms Melody Grace’s face. She appears to be sitting down in a rather large chair. Her body can’t be fully seen only from the shoulders up as the camera is partially zoomed in. Licking her lips she smiles before tossing a lock of her blonde hair to the side. Finally her lips parted once more and her voice was heard, in a soft whisper like tone.

Melody:  Hello everyone and welcome back to my life. I have missed you all and I hope that you have missed me? Well what can I say? I’m back in Sin City Wrestling and in my very first match back I get to face the first class model Veronica Taylor. Ooooooh the big bad Veronica Taylor, actually I shouldn’t make jokes considering one of the last times we faced each other she beat me. Although I’ve always been told that, accidents do happen and letting her pin me was one of them. Boy oh boy have I not lived that down. I shouldn’t be mean about Veronica; I mean it’s not her fault that she has the personality of a wet mop… oh, oops. I’m really bad at these promotional things. I mean I’m not exactly the meanest person, so I rarely ever know what to say. Especially with this being my first week back in like almost a year. I think I have lost my touch. Yo Simpson, what does J2H say in his promos?

Melody just looks away from the camera to look at Simpson. Simpson can’t be seen on the footage but his loud voice booms out from behind the camera.

Simpson:  Ms Grace, as the cool kids say, he normally just hangs shit on his opponents.

Nodding her head Melody looks back at the camera and smiles, before lifting her right hand up to give Simpson a thumbs up in approval.

Melody:  Oh thank you Simpson, I don’t know what that means, but I can assure you… I won’t be doing that to poor Veronica Taylor. I mean is it not bad enough that the unfortunate soul has to face me in my return match at Climax Control? I mean she’s going to be locking horns with me, Melody Grace and I have a very sharp point to prove. This point being that I can actually beat her and I will beat her. She might have won last time but this time history won’t repeat itself like. She’s the one that ruined Despy’s and mine dream tag team match. So I’m going to be the one that ruins her, whatever she has going on for herself now days. I’m sorry I’m just really out of touch with what happened to the irrelevant people in Sin City Wrestling, while I was away. I mean I kept my eye on J2H, Despy, The Sins, Misty, Roxi, Christian and all the good guys that I know and love but apart from that I don’t know what anyone has done. My bad, what can I say? The reception in Norway is terrible. The food is fantastic tho, Maaemo has like the best food on the planet.

She brings her right hand up to her face and her fingers come together, she kisses her fingers before moving her hand away from her face letting her fingers explode apart. You know the international hand gesture for something that is magnificent? Just as she goes to continue Simpson’s voice cuts her off.

Simpson:  Ms Grace, you’re getting a little off topic.

Looking back at Simpson she smiles and thanks him before quickly turning back to the camera.

Melody:  Oops sorry Simpson, what should I talk about next?

Shrugging her shoulders Melody’s sucks her lower lip into her mouth, she hadn’t cut a promo in a very long time. It was almost like she had forgotten how to do it.

Simpson:  Well you could talk about how you’re going to out match her?

Clicking her fingers together she flashed Simpson a wild smile before she looked back at the camera. Life was blazing in her eyes.

Melody:  What he said. Veronica I got you boo, I’ve got your number but I’m definitely not going to call it. I’m going to beat you with it. You see little First Class model...

A snort left Melody’s lips as she tried to stuff down the laugh that was going to leave them.

Melody:  I’m sorry she calls herself still? She’s got a head like a smashed crab but she’s going to call herself a model? HOLD UP is she still dating Giani?

Turning away from the camera once more Melody looked at Simpson, who just replied.

Simpson:  I’m not sure Ms Grace.

Turning back to look down the lens of the camera Melody moved a lock of her long blonde hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. Her smile was from ear to ear as she finally looked like she was enjoying this whole comeback idea.

Melody:  Oh that’s too funny. Oh we could have double dated boo, that would have been like really epic for you. I mean I would have needed ear plugs to drown out your voice, but ah good times. I mean they never happened but we all know how they would have turned out. You still would have been ugly, bitter and jealous and I would have just been happy and well everything you’re not. Anyways back on track, Simpson says I should say how I’m going to out match you, so just know this Sunday you will be out matched. I have some pretty slick new moves that I have learnt in my year away from the spotlight I mean Derek Thorne is my coach and well let’s just say, last time I was in SCW I was a little bit rusty but this time my dear lobster friend, I’m locked and loaded. I know everyone says that when they return to the ring, but trust me… I got this and I’ve got you. There’s no doubt in my mind, that this Sunday I’m going to show you up and show everyone what the new and improved Melody Grace looks like. How am I going Simpson?

Her hazel eyes once again looked over at her friend who could be heard applauding her, encouraging her.

Simpson:  Great, Ms Grace, I think it’s time to wrap it up… there’s a line forming.

His voice sounded strong as Melody just shrugged her shoulders. Looking towards the camera once more she let out a slight giggle before she continued.

Melody:  Excellent idea Simpson. So Veronica, seriously, I will see you this Sunday with your second class face and your trashy attitude. Trust me when I say this, you might think you hold the crown and you’re Sin City Wrestling royalty but it’s only a matter of days away before I return and well…

The camera pans out to see that Melody is sitting on a rather old but beautiful throne, she lifts both her hands up to her side motioning to the big beautiful seat of power.

Melody:  I’ll take your throne.

Winking at the camera Melody smirks as she puts her hands back down in her lap.

Melody:  Oh La La! Dramatic isn’t it? It’s so French it hurts. As for my friends, family and fans I look forward to seeing you again this Sunday night live. I promise you, I will put in the hard yards to win all of your love and trust back… just give me some time. Although I know I have my loyal Melephants out there and trust me when I say this, I’m coming back to rise up and claim a spot at the top, so I can hang with the best that Sin City Wrestling has to offer… I wanna be grouped with the best, I want people to see I can hold my own against the likes of Alexis, Mercedes, Melanie, Mikah… boy that is a lot of M’s oh and Sammi… There’s even more M’s… it will take time, but I’ll get there and maybe just maybe...

Melody is interrupted by the sound of Simpson’s voice.

Simpson:  Ah… Ms Grace I think we need to leave.

Jumping up from the throne Melody quickly looks into the camera, while adjusting her beautiful bright yellow dress.

Melody:  Later everyone, I love you and miss you… see you Sunday… on Climax Control!

With a quick kiss blown to the camera Melody runs out of the shot. The cameras quickly twirl around to see Simpson swoop in and usher her out of the building, sheltering her away from a group of angry people who had been waiting for ages for their turn to sit in the chair of power.

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Early Saturday morning, airport blues.

The scene opens up inside the London Heathrow Airport, how did we get there you ask? Well Simpson had left Paris and headed to Monte Carlo to be with J2H while Melody had jumped on a plane to Manchester to see her good friend Kickass Smurf who had been badly attacked earlier in the week. After visiting her friend Melody had jumped on a train to London and spent the night there, so she could be close to the airport. J2H and Simpson on the other hand flew in very early this morning from Monte Carlo, to catch the same connecting flight back to the States. Now sitting in a quite corner of the normally busy airport Melody Grace can be seen sitting beside Simpson, while James sat across from them. The three weren’t saying much as they all looked down at their phones. Melody was going to speak to James but his face was that buried into his phone it wasn’t funny as he was laughing and smirking away at something he found hilarious. Rolling her eyes, Melody thought it went undetected but Simpson had picked up on it.  

Simpson:  How was your holiday Ms Grace?

Melody looked up to Simpson and faked a smile.

Melody:  It was perfect Simpson, I couldn’t have asked for a better working vacation.  

Simpson flashed Melody a rare smile before nudging her with his elbow.

Simpson:  What’s on your mind Ms Grace?

J2H chuckled to himself once more which snapped Melody’s and Simpson’s attention over towards him. James didn’t know that he was being stared at as he continued to text away on his phone. The young blonde turned her attention back to Simpson smiling up at him.

Melody:  Oh nothing Simpson... oh and thank you for looking after me the last few days, it’s been really good to hang out with you again. You’re my favourite... I really appreciate it.

Just as Simpson was going to reply J2H’s voice broke up their conversation.

J2H:  How was Paris? Did you guys get as lucky as what I did in Monte Carlo?

He was smiling his big white smile that meant he was bragging; Melody looked up at him and blatantly rolled her eyes at him before huffing loudly. J2H thought he was being friendly but for some reason his question had upset Melody.

Melody:  I didn’t go to Paris just so I could get Lucky James.  

James screwed up his nose at the tone in Melody’s voice he wasn’t sure what he had done to make her cranky at him. He wasn’t going to find out either as Melody just slid back into the chair and pushed down her sleeping eye mask over her eyes. J2H looked at Simpson and then back to Melody before back to Simpson who motioned to James that he didn’t know what was wrong with a shrug of the shoulders. Shaking his head from side to side in disbelief James couldn’t help it, he just had to poke the bear.

J2H:  Melody, are you just grumpy because you never got a date with Gaston?

Without any words Melody sat up and pulled her eye mask off her face, reaching out she grabbed on to the pillow that was in her lap and she flung across at James. The lightweight pillow just hit James’ chest and fell to the floor, James couldn’t stop laughing. Simpson on the other hand was just watching the both of them. Melody had pulled her face mask down over her eyes once more and turned away from them both trying to get some peace and quiet. James on the other hand was sitting with his elbows pressed on his knees leaning forward looking at her holding back his laughter. In his hands he was flinging his phone around trying to work out if she was really grumpy at him or because she hadn’t slept? Standing up from his seat James, put his right hand inside his jacket pocket putting his phone away, but when he removed his hand from his pocket he pulled out a gift wrapped box. Making his way over towards Melody he reached out with his free left hand and grabbed onto her hands opening them. He placed the box in the palms of Melody’s hands and smirked down at her.

J2H:  Cheer up Belle.  

And we fade to black.

But hold up what’s in the box?  

As I said we fade to black.

 <p style="color:#B2A1ED"> So I say no more to doubt, I say no more to letting these “bad” bombshells trying to get inside my mind. You know what if they want in it so badly I welcome you because the things I think, the things I feel are all rainbows and unicorns and trust me these cats couldn’t handle all the cuteness that my thoughts put out.

Because they’re all dirty, diseased and nasty!

Sorry I couldn’t resist with the sneaky Ho jab.

This Sunday Delia doesn’t think I have what it takes… but I say try me. Steve thinks that I’m just a joke, so I say who the heck is Steve? Amanda, Veronica and Mercedes will all say that I’m stupid for even attempting to go after the Mean Girls… but I say I’m not going anywhere so even if I have to fight for the next five years I will get the last laugh on their stupid pathetic stable. James no doubt thinks that I don’t have what it takes even come close to winning this thing, or facing Delia ever because I’m too emotionally vulnerable… well I say… be quiet number three because number one is coming home one day with that belt and guess what? When I do I’m going to be wearing it everywhere. This one goes out to Delia’s fan(s) that all say that I’m dreaming when I say I can beat her, my counter offer is my Melephants they stay strong for me… raising their trunks blowing their trumpets. You see we’re not to be messed with, together we’re a heard… and when a heard comes together and something positions itself in their way… we stampede… and the heard that stampedes together… stays together and gets stronger collectively…

If they don’t doubt me, then I don’t doubt them and that means that I don’t doubt me…

Are you keeping up with this? Good!!

So this weekend at Climax Control, don’t count me out… count me in…

Shots have been fired… let’s see who is left standing at the end of Climax Control.

This week will not be a setback regardless of the outcome, win or lose I will take this as my next step towards facing Delia… because the Mixed Tag Team Tournament is just a little bit of fun… and I like fun, fun is my middle name… facing Delia one on one is my goal and this week I have no better way to show the bosses that I’m ready for this and I’m ready for her.

No one can stop me. Not Mercedes, not Veronica, not Amanda, not Delia… and especially not doubt.

Goodbye doubt, I’d love to say it was nice knowing you but it truly wasn’t… I haven’t felt this alive since before I knew what self-doubt was. I have let it go and set it free so I can come into this match on Sunday with a clear mind, that is one hundred per-cent focused on making sure I stake my claim to become the next Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion.

It will happen I know it will it’s just a matter of time, time that comes to a holt this Sunday on Climax Control when I make time my friend and use it to show everyone how strong I can be. Don’t be mistaken tho at Climax Control you won’t be seeing a new Melody Grace Huntington-Hawkes number one… this isn’t one of those “brand new me” type changes… it’s just a You’re getting the old Melody Grace back, the one with no fear, no doubt and no worries… the real me… and let me tell you it’s good to be back.

***

Inside Synn, Despy and Angel’s hotel room;

Melody: Despy?

Melody Grace Huntington-Hawkes could be found skipping up to her friends Joshua and Angel. Despy and Angel was staring down at a computer screen clicking madly away with his fingers on the keyboard while Angel was sitting up on the desk beside the laptop over seeing everything that was happening. Sensing that Melody was fast approaching, Despy flicked from his power point to an open blank document not wanting her to see his surprise.

Despy: Yes’ums?

Despy grabbed onto Angel and tucked him into his lap before spinning around on his large black office chair. Synn was nowhere to be seen but Melody was still cautious as he was always listening. Her skipping came to a halt as she approached Despy, before jumping up to sit down on the computer desk.

Melody: Can I ask you something?

A look of pure horror crossed Despy’s face as he stared out across the room not looking at Melody at all he let out a small Eeep as he knew this was coming. Turning back around in his chair once more the loveable Despy looked at Melody with an innocent smile plastered on his face. Gripping onto Angel a little bit tighter Despy thought that he had been busted for something that he had done earlier. Melody on the other hand was just sitting there swinging her legs unaware of what internal turmoil was running through her best friend’s mind.

Despy: It wasn’t me, I didn’t eat all of your fruit tingles… it was Dad, yeah Dad… Dad ate your candy and you can’t say anything to him because he scares you.

Joshua was right Synn did scare Melody and ever since that night that she broke well not technically broke in to their house so she could win Despy back, Melody had been even more afraid of Synn. Looking around the room making sure he wasn’t around Melody sighed loudly, letting the fear of Synn leave her body. Looking back down at Despy Melody let out a nervous giggle as her best friend was just nodding his head up and down backing up his statement.

Melody: He can have my candy, its fine.

Despy let out a sigh of relief, Melody wasn’t going to pursue her missing candy which was an added plus for him as he and Angel where the ones to eat it. Melody watched as Despy adjusted his position in the chair to one that was more relaxed. She knew he was up to something; she just couldn’t put her finger on it.

Despy: Now what can I help you with?

Joshua looked up at Melody with a big smile on his face as Melody just looked at him her smile slightly changing to a look of worry. She was worried about how he was going to take what she was going to ask of him.

Melody: I need you to call Mister Self Help, I need his advice.

Holding back a laugh Despy smirked, Melody was playing along with the image of Mister Self Help and he was glad that she did. Despy gave his best friend a stern look before rubbing his chin in amusement.

Despy: I can try he has been pretty busy lately trying to plan his PowerPoint to help Misty.

Melody looked down at the laptop beside her, she could see an empty document open on the screen but on the bottom of the tool bar she could see “PowerPoint” open and active. Looking up at Despy with a blank look on her face, she just nodded.

Melody: I know, I know… but I was hoping he could squeeze me in say next week?

Looking at him with hope glittering in her eyes she was waiting to hear his answer, this there was someone that could help her it would be Mister Self Help and his trusty bear companion.

Despy: Angel will have to check his schedule and we can get back to you, what’s it about anyways?

Melody let out a deep sigh she was going to have to tell him anyway, because just imagine if he found out from someone else? That would be grounds for best friend jail time. Despy looked up at Melody and just waited for her to respond, already knowing what she was going to say.

Melody: I… I… I… think I’m in lust with Jam…. YES JAM… like strawberry jam, raspberry, blueberry you get the point I just want to be around jam all the time and have it on bread, muffins, scones, biscuits... I need your… I mean I need his help.

Despy just nodded understand what Melody was saying, she loved Jam, although he wasn’t too sure if it was the fruit variety or the JAM-es variety. By the look on her face he figured it out that she was developing a crush on her husband James Huntington-Hawkes. Shaking his head from side to side Despy hid his “I told you this would happen” and politely smiled up to Mel.

Despy: Well leave it with Angel and we will see what Mister Self Help can do for you.

Flashing Melody a smile Despy watched as she jumped down from the desk to stand in front of him. Melody knew that she had interrupted him from his work and she wasn’t going to take up any more of Despy’s time. Bending down the bubbly blonde pressed her glossed lips on Despy’s right cheek giving him a friendly kiss, Joshua poked his tongue out in boyish disgust but he did reach out to give her a small hug.

Melody: Thank you Despy, thank you Angel, I’ll get out of your hair now so you can focus on your secret PowerPoint.

Pulling away from her best friends Melody looked down at them before she ran her right hand through Angel’s fur before blowing them both another kiss and skipping off out of the room.

Despy: Angel he won’t hurt her…. Because I said so… okay, okay fine… we’ll organise something.

Twirling around in his chair Despy let out a slight laugh confirming his belief in himself before he headed back to work on his laptop.

***

<p style="color:#B2A1ED">With each passing second I find myself that one second closer to this Sunday… crazy huh? Who knew time worked like that am I right? This Sunday, Climax Control in Scotland, to think that this time last year I was unknown for my wrestling ability, just known for being a fan girl and how I have the chance to wrestle overseas for Sin City Wrestling. Good things come to those who wait and trust me; I’ve been waiting.

A loooooooooooooooooooooong time

This is the part where you all anticipate that I’m going to rip into Delia, well just hold your horses she will get hers in due time. Right now I want to talk about something that Sin City Wrestling has been lacking in the Bombshell Roster lately… Individuality… you know the driving force behind all great champions. You know the fuel to the fire… the key to the ignition, the go-go juice whatever you want to call it.

It’s spoken about, it’s bragged about, but it’s rarely shown and rarely delivered.

For weeks I have sat back and watched everyone spruik about how great they are and how they’re going to change the world in Sin City Wrestling, how they’re going to be the shakeup that the Bombshell Roster needs… they’re going to be the earth quake that we will all have to deal with as they shatter us and tear us apart. The sad thing is I don’t believe a word of it. I don’t believe a word that any of those girls say because they all say the same things, about how they’re the best and how they own the roster and how they’re the best thing since sliced bread.

Correction, you’re not… you’re really not.

All of your over absurd comments just lead me to believe that we have a cancer like weakness flowing through our ranks. An illness that plagues you all and drags you all down to the same level, have you noticed? Have you noticed how every single bad girl in the business says the same rubbish? It’s astonishing how many Queens rule the wrestling world, its mind blowing how many bad girls we have in the ranks, how many goddess walk the earth, how many princesses are her just shining up their crowns.

BORING!!! SNOOZE!!!!! WAKE ME UP WHEN SOMETHING NEW HAPPENS!!!

I find it funny how the bad girls who claim that they have all the confidence in the world are that insecure about being different that they just follow the leader and do and say the exact same things as each other. Then they scream that they’re the dominate force in wrestling? There is nothing dominate about being in a flock of seagulls all squawking over the same fish.

For all your shouting about confidence, you all seem to be screaming insecurity.

That’s why I don’t mind being different, that’s why I don’t care when people say I’m crazy, I’m not crazy I’m just happy, truly and positively happy. You see people lash out when they see someone different to them, that’s why in their eyes I’m an easy target but trust me… anything you could say about me, I could flip it and make it about you. After all they do say that girls often go to war with themselves when they go to war with others. Every lame insult is a shot against yourself, remember that.

Let it sink in, if you have too!

So I have no doubt in my mind that Delia will come out this week and say I’m different, I’m special, I’m a nut case I embrace it. I have no doubt that she will say to me James doesn’t love you, no one loves you… I’ll ignore it. Delia will go to try and rip me to shreds in her burn book but trust me honey, I’m prepped and ready with the extinguisher. Nothing is going to bring me down; nothing is going to hold me back from showing you and the rest of Sin City Wrestling that I mean business.

Nothing, nothing at all!

My focus is strong, my mind is strong and over all I am strong. I’m ready for Sunday, I’m ready for you, I’m ready to meet my tag team partner Mr TNA, I’m ready to wipe that smug smile off Steve’s face… I’m ready to strike while the pan is hot… I’m just plain and simply ready for anything that you want to throw in my direction.

Not even a potential sneak attack from the Mean Girls could hold me down, because I won’t let it keep me down. I won’t give up, I won’t quit and I won’t back down. Not to you and not to anyone else.

Sunday is only a few days away and I can’t wait to show you all what I am capable of, Inception was just the beginning… no pun intended. Veronica and Amanda opened my eyes when they cheated Despy and I out of that victory and I’ll be damned if I ever let that type of result hold me down ever again. I might have been emotional about the loss for Despy and I but trust me, there will be no more tears, I’m stronger than that.

This Sunday I’m going to show everyone that regardless of what everyone says about me being too nice and too sweet to make it in this business. That it doesn’t matter how nice I am I still know how to wrestle like the best of them. I will show everyone at Climax Control that I am what I say I am, my sweetness isn’t just a gimmick, this is me… when you see me you get me I don’t hide behind anything. I am the Unicorn loving, rainbow loving, sparkle loving, professional wrestler… I don’t need to walk the same line any everyone else in the roster to get my star to shine… I’m going to do it my way.

This Sunday at Climax Control you’ll see it… If not I’ll make you see it.

***

The phone diaries of Mrs Melody Grace Huntington-Hawkes number 1

Misty: Are you awake?

Melody: I’m always awake, are you awake? Wait never mind ignore that, are you okay?

Misty: I’m fine, I just wanted to talk to someone… is now an okay time?

Melody: You can call me whenever you know that Misty, I will always answer. Let me just get out of bed so I don’t wake up James.

Misty: James?

Melody: My husband.

Misty: You’re married?

Melody: By law yes.

Misty: He must be something special?

Melody: Yes and no… but what’s wrong Misty are you sure you’re okay? Did you remember something?

Misty: I’m sorry to call so late I’m just really over not knowing who I am and people have been telling me that you know what happened to me. Can you please help me?

Melody: I will tell you what I know.

Misty: That would be great.

Melody: From the start?

Misty: That would be good.

Melody: Well you and I had just competed in a match at Inception against Amanda Cortez and Veronica Taylor… the Mean Girls.

Misty: I can’t believe I’m a wrestler.

Melody: One of the best.

Misty: Did I have a fall in the match is that what happened to me?

Melody: No, no… we had just won and we had celebrated in the ring before we walked up the ramp and entered the backstage arena when we found O’Malley laid out… he was holding his head.

Misty: What happened to him?

Melody: He was attacked from behind, he doesn’t know who did it.

Misty: I don’t understand.

Melody: Well you went to check up on O’Malley and while you were making your way towards him you were distracted by my scream.

Misty: Why were you screaming?

Melody: Because this strong person in a black mask had a hold of me and wouldn’t let me go, you started to head my way to help me because you wanted to know what was happening and that’s when it happened.

Misty: What happened?

Melody: Are you sure you want to know?

Misty: Yes, I’m sick of everyone treating me like a child.

Melody: You were attacked with a steel chair. They hit you repeatedly over your head. It was horrific! I was so scared and worried about you.

Misty: Surely I wasn’t, I should remember that?

Melody: You were Misty, I tried to get away I tried to stop them but he wouldn’t let me go.

Misty: He?

Melody: Well whatever it was it was strong super strong.

Misty: Why was I attacked?

Melody: I don’t know Misty…

Misty: Did they catch my attackers?

Melody: They got away before anyone could catch them, Christian Underwood told me he would do everything he could to find these people and bring them to justice.

Misty: Christian who?

Melody: Christian Underwood he is one of your bosses in Sin City Wrestling.

Misty: Are you sure I’m a wrestler?

Melody: I swear, you’re a wrestler.

Misty: Strange.

Melody: It’s all very odd but I vow to get to the bottom of this, no one attacks my friends and gets away with.

Misty: We’re friends?

Melody: Yeah of course.

Misty: Hmm I’m sorry I don’t remember it.

Melody: We will get your memories back and then we will regroup Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United and we will defeat these parasites that did this to you.

Misty: Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United?

Melody: Yeah you, Roxi and I we’re in a group and that’s our name.

Misty: That’s our name?

Melody: Yep!

Misty: What a great name.

Melody: I know right?

Misty: I wish I could remember my old life.

Melody: You will in time, you just have to think positively.

Misty: Why was O’Malley waiting for us backstage?

Melody: He is your boyfriend Misty, you really like him.

Misty: That can’t be I don’t trust him.

Melody: Well you did and he was smitten and still is smitten by you.

Misty: I don’t even know him.

Melody: It took you awhile to warm up to him but you did eventually and you two were like joined at the hip. It was really cute.

Misty: So he isn’t lying to me?

Melody: He has no reason to lie to you Misty.

Misty: I’m so confused, I need to get out of this damn house.

Melody: You could fly over to Scotland.

Misty: I don’t know about that Mel.

Melody: I was kidding, you have to rest up and get better.

Misty: I’m over sitting still though I want to be normal again. Where is the show this week?

Melody: In Glasgow Scotland.

Misty: That’s a long way away.

Melody: Don’t even think about it.

Misty: Maybe if I go back to the scene of the crime my memories will come back to me?

Melody: It happened in Birmingham tho.

Misty: Well maybe you could take me back there?

Melody: If that’s what you want, I will do whatever you needed me to do… but you should tell Dixie what you’re thinking.

Misty: She would never allow me to go.

Melody: I don’t think it’s a good idea either.

Misty: I need to figure this out.

Melody: Okay well at least talk to O’Malley about it and if you’re thinking about coming over make sure he comes with you.

Misty: I don’t need a baby sitter.

Melody: I know Misty but he is from this side of the world he will be able to help you out.

Misty: Okay thanks Melody.

Melody: Please make sure you’re safe Misty… I hate being so far away from you while you’re dealing with this.

Misty: I promise that I’ll stay safe.

Melody: Who knows maybe getting you back into a wrestling ring will bring back all of your memories?

Misty: I’m not so sure about that, but right now I’m willing to try anything.

With that said and done Misty hung up the phone, leaving Melody concerned about what her friend was planning on doing next.

***

<p style="color:#B2A1ED"> Well here is the part of the promo I bet you have all been waiting for, the grand speech on Delia. I can tell you’re all thinking, what’s that sweet poor innocent Melody Grace is going to say against the bigger stronger faster Delia Darling? How on earth could Melody even think that she stands a chance against Delia? Does she even know who Delia is? She should give up now to save herself from being beaten within an inch of her life.

Well news flash... I don’t care about the voices of negative people.

Sure Delia might be more experienced than me, sure she might be the Bombshell Champion, sure she might be a ruthless fun-leeching bitch but that doesn’t make her scary to me.

I will beat her; it’s only a matter of time.

You see I know her game plan, she will pick one of my friends and she will drag their name through the mud to try and get inside my head, how do I know this, because she does it week in and week out with all of her opponents. It’s not surprising! It’s no shock horror when she pulls out her little burn book and she starts writing down horrible key words to describe her competition... I wonder what she is going to use against me? That I’m dumb? That I’m a bimbo? That I’m a waste? Go ahead Delia because those words are only a reflection on yourself. I might be dumb in your eyes but on Sunday you’ll see this dumb bitch, take you on... I won’t back down... I can’t back down and I will prove to you that inside that six sided ring on Sunday that I will outsmart you. You see you think you know everyone on the roster you think you know everything about everything and that’s when you stick your nose so high up in the air that you neglect to see everyone evolving around you. You might think you have my number when it comes to wrestling but I can assure you I have you in my sights, I know what you capable of and I have had the time to sit back and watch your debut until now, I have every ounce of in ring information on you, that will make me be able to reverse your holds, counter you moves and kick the fuck out of your pin falls.

You don’t control me, I control me... and once this Unicorn lover gets fired up... blissful out of control like behaviour happens and it just clicks and it just works and that’s how this little cookie is going to crack the main biscuit.

Now I don’t know how many times I need to say this, but I’ll say it one more time just so it sinks in your drag of a face... I don’t fear Delia Darling...

I know too much about her weaknesses to even care about her strengths.

You see you think you’re this bad girl who can get inside people’s minds, using people to get your way... hell sometimes even letting them use you just so you can get one over the competition. That’s not original that's desperate... it’s not something different, it’s over done...

See you might think that using Gabriel against Odette was genius, but the rest of us were sitting on the sidelines going Oooooh boy how predictable. I bring this up because I know you will go to Odette first to try and get under my skin, so here’s the break down. I know what you’re going to say you’re going to say I’m going to suffer at the same fate as Odette that you’re going to beat me and knock me out of the tournament like you did to her and Steve last year... but I assure you, I’ve learnt from that. I assure you that whatever you did to Odette Stevens while she was wrestling, as NO IMPACT on me. Did it make me mad that you used Gabriel? Hell yes, Odette is my best friend but I wasn’t mad at you... I was mad at him for allowing you to use him like bait. The worm on the hook, did you snag Odette? Well clearly you did, but what would that have to do with me now? She lost to you, she moved on... she doesn’t care but no doubt you will come out with your terrible bright red lipstick on and you will scream at the top of your lungs that Odette was stupid, so I must be stupid?

Correction, YOU’RE NOT FACING ODETTE... YOU’RE FACING ME.  

My next bet is that you will try and wheel Gabriel into all of this, I mean you two can’t seem to stop helping each other but trust me my big brother Gabriel... has more important things to think about since you two both played with Drake’s feelings and tricked him into thinking you were pregnant... wow I mean I love Gabriel but that was low, so low. Let me just say something real quick on that... should a real champion be stooping down to that level Delia to gain attention? You know for someone who claims to own the spotlight you sure have to do some messed up bullshit to get it on you.

What were you starting to feel the cold? Were the lights not shining bright enough for you? Was Necra getting the better of you? Did she have a following behind her that you thought you might not be able to stop so you thought... oh I wonder how I can get all the attention back on me? Fake pregnancy... you make me sick. There are millions of people in this world who are dying to become parents and can’t and you think it’s funny to toy with them? You think it’s a great angle? You think it’s something that you can use to gain attention?

You wanna call me the waste... you’re the fucking waste. The waste of space, the waste of time, the waste of air... nothing about you is worth giving two cents about.

I’m sick of everyone walking around you, pussy footing like you're some type of bomb that could explode at any time... You might think you’re this ticking time bomb, you might think you hold the Bombshell Roster in your hands and that you control it... but trust me... you’re just the bang, you’re not the destruction that follows. You’re just a mouthpiece, which is able to talk her way around the wrestling ring.

That’s nothing to be proud of.

So if you’re going to use Odette and Gabriel you might as well use Despy, Angel and James... go on, try and use them to get inside my mind, try and use them to control me. I’m sorry Delia but after you’re little stunt you pulled on Drake... you lost control of the Bombshell Championship... you tarnished it and right now I don’t even think it can be recovered or be repaired. You have made a mockery out of what a champion should be, you have put a stain on this roster... yet you can’t see it?

For someone who claims to be all over everything, you sure are blind to your own weaknesses... but trust me I see them and I will expose them... week after week.

The Bombshell roster doesn’t need someone like you behind the wheel... it needs someone with real strength, with real determination, someone with real guts... someone that doesn’t hide behind mind games or hideously ugly ring attire. The Bombshell’s need a leader who is true, who is loyal and who will do anything and everything they can to fix the mess that you have left behind...

Your days are numbered Delia...

Can’t you just hear them ticking away from you?

Slipping away from you!

The reign is coming to an end... and you know what? It’s about damn time.

This Sunday we finally get to go toe to toe and I’ve been waiting for this for a long time. I can finally show you what I can do, but I know regardless of the outcome you will say on Monday the same damn thing the rest of you Mean Girls say... if Mr TNA and I are able to beat you and Steve you will call it a fluke, you will say we cheated... if we lose you will scream at the top of your lungs saying that you’re just better than me... same Delia time, same Delia station. Was the dishes, dry the dishes, turn the dishes over.

For someone that prides herself on being different and lavish, you sure seem to just milk the same cow the rest of the Mean Girls do.

Lame!

Just know Delia that I won’t make the same mistakes that your other opponents have made in the past. You see most of them didn’t even want the Bombshell Championship, they just wanted to get their hands on you to ruin you for all the bad things you have said and done... none of them had the fire in their belly to even think about the real prize. The real accomplishment isn’t pinning you or making you tap, the real prize is the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Championship. That’s what I want... I want to bring back the glory to the title... I know I can... I will rebuild this division... the division that you and your stupid Mean Girls have tried to rip apart and ruin since the first day you walked into SCW. Well I say no more.

I couldn’t give two horse dungs, about trying to teach you a lesson... because I know a girl like you refuses to learn... I couldn’t give a flying monkey about trying to prove to you that I’m better than you because regardless of my future victory you would still run your mouth and make me out to be weak, because you’re insecure... I couldn’t give a whole friggen dam about ruining your streak... I don’t care about those things when it comes to facing you Delia... you’re just another girl on the roster... who is standing in my way on what I want... and what I care about... and what I care about is the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Championship.

Not you.

Not ever.

You’re a waste of my time, to waste any sort of pent up aggression on. You will not get inside my head, you will not cripple me with self doubt, and you will not control me.

Like I said, I control me... I know where I want to go and what I want to do.

I want to be at the top and I want to take the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Championship with me.

And when I get there it’s going to feel like landing on the moon, and dancing with the stars.

Sparkle, sparkle bitch...

So this Sunday expect a fight on your hands Delia because I’m not going down without one... I have come too far to just give up now and the best way I can show the bosses that I deserve a shot at the prized Bombshell Championship is by taking down the champion. MY team might not get the win on Sunday night, but trust me I plan on putting on the best performance of my life... that even if your team does walk away with the victory everyone in years to come will beg to differ... I will leave Scotland with my head held high because I know I have what it takes to bring it to you and trust me I’ve got some  new tricks that you won’t even see coming.

As for right now,  Mr TNA and I Melody Grace Huntington-Hawkes Number One will see you and Steve on Sunday.  

Get ready for the stampede Delia... because the Melephants are coming...

And we don’t back down and we don’t quit.

Ever!

***

Opening up inside the cute Scottish restaurant known as “the GRILL on the CORNER” Melody Grace and her Husband James Huntington-Hawkes can be found sitting beside each other in one of their private booths. The two look somewhat more comfortable about being around each other now and by that I mean James isn’t throwing a mood swing because Melody is sitting directly beside him, like almost in his pocket. James and Melody are both looking at their menus in front of them not saying a word. One of them had clearly taken the time in getting dressed up for tonight and that was Melody.  Melody was decked out in a pair of super tight dark blue jeans that were tucked into a set of high heeled black boots. Her top was a white V-neck that showered off just a hint of her cleavage; her arms were lined with bangles and bracelets, while her left hand was only dressed up by her wedding band. Her long blonde hair was out and wavy to it naturally cascaded down around her shoulders. Her makeup was perfect, but natural as she didn’t want to seem like she was over doing it. Even though it was freezing outside Melody refused to wear a coat but she had one draped over her blue Chanel handbag that was beside her. James on the other hand was wearing a pair of baggy jeans, white Nike shoes and a baggy black t-shirt. His trademark gold chain hung around his neck; while he had a hat on his head disregarding the simple house rule of hats must be off when in doors.

Melody: So what did you get up to without me this week?

Melody didn’t even look away from her menu to talk as she was too busy studying her burger options, but this question had haunted her for days. She wanted to know what her husband had been up to, not because she was nosey. Okay because she was nosey and had to know everything about him.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Well the boys and I went to a night club took us forever to find one in this bullshit place and we got really drunk and had a great night.

James took the time to look away from his menu to look at Melody as he spoke, feeling his eyes on her Melody turned to look at him and with a true smile she seemed happy for him.

Melody: Oh... I’m glad you had fun.

Her voice was completely innocent, she wasn’t trying to nag him into telling her details but James found himself responding without even thinking.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> It was more than fun Mel, we made the newspaper.

She could hear the confidence in his voice, he loved being a bad boy he loved doing bad boy things that lead to him getting plastered all over the internet as a rich punk. Mainly because they highlighted his richness and James just loved having people know that he was extremely rich, like he could buy his own island rich.

Melody: Do I want to know why?

Her hazel eyes were full of questions as James just winked down at her smugly. She knew that it wasn’t going to be a good answer he was just a cocky prick like that at times.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> It’s probably best you don’t ask that...

Rolling her eyes she couldn’t help but hear his chuckle, clearly something had gone down that he was remembering and enjoying. Sighing out loud Melody took time to reflect on why they were here and she also remembered she couldn’t come across as the nagging wife tonight or she would lose all the hard work she had put in during the week to get him to be nicer to her.

Melody: Oh okay, well I’m glad you had a wonderful time without me.

She said it with a warm smile so he knew that she was just playing with him, but the thing about James is that he doesn’t have a filter.  

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> It was pure freedom.

Turning back to his menu James looked at all of his options for tonight's dinner and he didn’t give what he had just said a second thought as Melody just sat their gutted. He still didn’t care about her, well enough to even admit that he might have missed her while they were apart. Shaking her head from side to side Melody returned back to her menu as well and tries to focus on the burger goodness trying to ignore the stabbing pain in her chest.

Forty-five minutes later.

James and Melody had finally started to eat and drink the night away in Glasgow, the two exchanging small talk whenever they felt the need to exchange. It was killing Melody inside she loved to talk but James he loved silence, so out of respect to him and his “headache” that always seemed to be around when she was around Melody tried her hardest to be quiet. Yet there was a burning confession that she had set out to tell him tonight and she wasn’t going home until she did. Turning to look at James Melody smiled as he was looking at her from the corner of his eye, watching as she played with her fries instead of eating them.

Melody: James, can we talk?

Putting the last bite of his burger down James grabbed his napkin and rubbed his hands before responding.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What now?

Melody continued to play with her food while looking up at James who was knocking back a mouthful of beer.

Melody: I need to tell you something.

Dropping the bottle away from his lips James smirked at her, before motioning for her to get on with it.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Go on... I’m just dying to know what it is.

He was lying and Melody could tell that straight away but she had to tell him now. She just had to tell him how she felt about him or it was going to eat her alive for weeks.

Melody: I... I... I...

James watched as Melody struggled with her words, adjusting his cap on his head he just looked at her waiting impatiently.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Are you having a fit or something?

Laughing at his own joke Melody just shook her head from side to side; she was trying her hardest to let him in on her secret. Taking a break she sighed and tried again.

Melody: Umm I just, well, I... umm... do you want to maybe... I really... like...

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Spit it out Mel.

Cutting her off midsentence, James was growing tired of waiting. He hated it when people pussy footed around when it came to talking he just wanted them to lay it all out on the table for discussion. He could tell that whatever Melody was going to say to him would be big, well big in her eyes because normally the bubbly blonde had no issues in talking to him.  

Melody: I want to know if you would like to take this to the next level? Like it’s not fair on you to go without sex for sixty plus days because of this stupid court ruling... plus who knows how long it’s been for you before our wedding... I don’t know these things.

Melody was talking so fast that her words were blending into one, taking James off guard he just looked down at her confused. He had no idea where this was going but he swears he just heard the word sex come out of Melody’s mouth. Melody licks her lips nervously before just innocently smiling.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What are you trying to say?

Letting another gasp of air out Melody ran her right hand through her hair trying to think of how to word this. Taking a few moments her eyes widened as she just let it all out. Her voice was just above a whisper but James was in intense focus mode as he watched her lips as she spoke to him making sure he caught every single word.

Melody: I was just wondering if you would like to um, sleep... I... Umm... did you want to become my husband with benefits? I mean it would help you and your build up, who knows maybe you wouldn’t be so damn angry all the time? Oh and it would help me, yeah... it would help me get experience so when I’m with who I’m truly meant to be with... I know what I’m doing? You know it’s a win, win for both of us... and after like fifty something days it’s off... cut the cord. I promise.

Her words were now out in the open and she couldn’t take them back. Melody watched as James went to say something but no words came out. Flopping back into his chair he just looked at her speechless, did she just offer what he thinks she did? James took his time reflecting on what Melody had just asked of him but Melody on the other hand was freaking out. She had ruined everything. On the inside she was exploding and her mind was racing a million miles an hour, what a dumb thing to do. She had just ruined all of her hard work to get him to talk to her. Melody caught her breathe before they started to gasp out of her lips like she was hyperventilating she didn’t want him to see her freaking out. Looking around the building Mel found the exit, she needed the exit. Turning back to James who still didn’t have a single word to say Melody panicked. She had never seen a boy react this way. Reaching down she grabbed onto her jacket and her bag, the noise of her bag dragging across the chair didn’t even alert James. It wasn’t until Melody stood up that James turned to look at her. His eyebrows came together confused as to what she was doing. Melody just forced a smile towards him, as she leant forward and grabbed onto his drink. Taking a swig out of his beer bottle, Melody quickly returned it to the table before turning to look back at her husband. Reaching down with her right hand Melody calmly placed it on James’ shoulder.  

Melody: Well I can see you have a lot to think about, so I’m just going to go... and let you think on that mmmmmkay?

Patting it three times she yanked her arm back before turning on her pin point heels and rushing towards the door. She had to get out of there; she had to get away from his silence. She had to get away from the stupidest question she had ever asked in her life. Did she want to sleep with James? She sure did... but did he want to sleep with her? Well only time would tell but by the look on his face he didn’t and that’s what Melody was focusing on. She had been rejected, even though he didn’t say a word she felt like he had just dug that dagger in her heart further. Melody finally felt the cold Scottish breeze on her bare skin and she exhaled hoping that the cold would numb the world of pain that she had just created for herself. She didn’t even turn back to look at James through the window Melody just had to get away from it all. High tailing it up the street she pushed past the crowds, walking like a woman on a mission. Her walking strides started to grow wider and faster and before she knew it, she was running in her heels across the uneven streets of Glasgow. She was running away from everything.

Breathe just breathe Melody.

She could hear that voice singing in her head and this was the only way she knew how to force herself to get that reaction, by running.  

TBC

 Judge: So let me get this straight you two are here today to annul your marriage?

We open up inside a standard court room in Vegas. The Judge sits high and mighty up in her seat while she looks down at James Huntington Hawkes III who is standing at one table nodding his head up and down while Melody Grace is seen standing at the other table. Looking over at James, Melody just nods her head in agreement.

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

Letting his voice be heard James looks up at the Judge and smiles before fixing the collar on his white shirt that is underneath his jet black suit. The top bottom of his white shirt is opening showing off the top of his chest, while a pair of sunglasses sits up perched on the top of his head. James turns to Melody who is just looking at him nodding, James nods at Melody and she quickly turns to look at the Judge with a smirk.

Melody:  Uh huh, yeah sure.

Melody turns back to James who gives her a wink, as if he is pleased with her answer. As James and Melody turn away from each other they look up at the Judge who is just staring at them over her glasses.

Judge: May I ask why?

Melody raises her hand as if she knows the answer, the female Judge nods at Melody and the bubbly blonde replies.

Melody:  Because he wants us too.

A look of disgust crosses the Judge’s face as she looks down at Melody who is brightly dressed in a sun yellow dress with a nice over coat. The sunlight gleams into the room bouncing off her hair highlighting her innocence.

Judge: Do you always do what he tells you to do?

Melody held back a laugh as she looked at the Judge and then smiles as she turns her attention back to her Husband who is waiting on her answer with a smug look on his face as if he was about to hear her admit that she was under his thumb.

Melody:  He said I would get a Lamborghini if I agreed to this.

Boom Melody smirked at James who had a massive smile on his face, but his smile quickly changed to a look of disgust as he replayed what Melody had just said.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I never said that, she’s lying.

James turns back to the Judge his arms flying up in the air while he speaks as the Judge just continues to look down her nose at the two.

Judge: Enough... now tell me why you want this marriage annulled?

Growing tired of Melody and James’ behaviour already the Judge looks down at the both waiting for an answer. Melody goes to speak but James cuts her right off his voice over dominating hers.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Because we got married when we were both hammered and we don’t want to be married anymore.

Looking at the Judge with a smug look on his face as if to say “why else” James shrugs his shoulders as Melody just looks down at her left hand examining her nails.  

Judge: So you wanted to but now since you’re both sober and you don’t want this marriage?

Melody fakes a yawn as she looks at James who is motioning for her to reply to the Judge.

Melody:  No, yes... I dunno can you re-ask the question it was kinda confusing?

Turning back to look up at the Judge Melody just smiles brightly while the Judge shakes her head from side to side unamused by her lack of concentration. James clears his throat stealing Melody’s attention as he takes over the situation making sure that he gets what he wants.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> We both want out of this marriage, we never wanted it and it was a drunken mistake. A terrible mistake.

Melody bites back at James taking what he had just said as a direct shot to her.

Melody:  You’re face is a mistake.

Screwing her nose up at him she pokes her tongue out.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Grow up.

Melody fixes up her coat and turns back to the Judge and mouths “Can you believe this guy?” The Judge doesn’t look amused as she starts to drum her nails on the wooden desk in front of her.

Judge: Silence you two, now is this what you want Melody?

The Judge looks directly down at the young blonde who takes a quick breath in before responding.

Melody:  I’ll do whatever he wants me to do because I want my Lamborghini.

James turns to Melody and says through gritted teeth.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I’m not getting you a Lamborghini...

Melody just keeps her bright smile on her face as she looks down at the watch on her left wrist.

Melody:  Well, my, my look at the time... I’ve gotta go... you know I’m super busy maybe we can fix this up another time?

The young blonde goes to walk around the table and looks towards the door but James’ voice brings her back.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> THAT’S BLACKMAIL; you can’t blackmail me in front of a judge Melody. You can’t be that stupid?

James expects Melody to turn back and walk to behind her desk but Melody does the opposite and takes a step towards the door. James’ eyes narrowing as she does so, if looks could kill.

Melody:  Do you want to test me James?

Turning back to look at him Melody mocks another step towards the door and James reaches out with his right hand waving it.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Okay, okay, okay... FINE, what colour?

Turning back on her pin point heels Melody steps behind her desk once more and smiles at her husband as if she had just won lotto.

Melody:  Pin....

Just as she was going to say what colour she wanted the two are stopped as the Judge raises her voice, over ruling them.

Judge: ENOUGH! That’s it you two I will NOT be granting an annulment to the two of you. You think you’re the only loved up, cashed up; drunken twenty year olds I see do this? The law isn’t here to entertain drunken decisions. You have no grounds for an annulment either of you.

Just as she goes to continue James cuts her off.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> She’s my umm Aunty?

James looks at Melody and then to the Judge who doesn’t look amused as she takes her reading glasses down away from her face looking at him like a light about to engulf a moth.

Judge: Mr Huntington Hawkes don’t take me for a fool.

James turns back to Melody, before raising his voice making sure he has her attention before saying the next thing he has in mind.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> She’s insane?

Melody’s smile drops to one of sadness as she bright her hands up to wrap them around her getting uncomfortable about being in this situation.

Melody:  I am not!

Just as James was about to reply the Judge slammed her hands on the table stealing their attentions.

Judge: ENOUGH!

Melody puts her hands up in front of herself as if to agree with the Judge while James stews over his next move.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Can we file for divorce then?

Melody:  No... No... No!!!

She was throwing her hand around while looking at her Husband, James turned to look at his wife a look of arrogance across his face.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What now?

The young blonde’s hazel eyes began to water as she looked at him.

Melody:  I don’t want to be twenty and divorced you said we would get an annulment and forget that I ever existed and go back to being normal... you promised me I wouldn’t have divorce on my record, you have ruined me for every other male out there.

She was going to cry and he didn’t seem to care as James just bit back.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I’m sure one of your twitter fan boys will pick you up. So how about it Melody, do you wanna divorce me?

James smiled at her smugly as he worded the “you wanna divorce me?” as if he was asking her to marry him all over again.  Melody didn’t reply which the Judge was evaluating.  

Judge: Mrs Huntington Hawkes... are you saying that you don’t want to divorce your husband?

Melody looked back and forth from the Judge and to James her whole world was torn but she couldn’t let him down. Looking back at the Judge Melody just looked defeated.

Melody:  Fine, fine, fiiiine I’ll divorce him... but I better be getting a Lamborghini AND a trip to Hawaii out of this.

James was about to lose his marbles again but the Judge cut him off.

Judge: I’m sure we can arrange some sort of agreement for everyone to get what they want.

Instead of arguing James had a look of content across his face he wanted to do anything to get rid of Melody.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Thank God! Now where are the papers I need to sign?

James didn’t wait for them to give him a pen in fact he pulled his own pen out of his jacket pocket waiting eagerly for the papers to be presented to him.

Judge: Well you see Mr Huntington Hawkes it’s not that simple, I mean what grounds are you stating your divorce on?

The Judge was drawing this out it was almost on purpose as James just looked up at her and shook his head.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What does it matter? Just pick one.

Melody looked at the pleased look on her husband’s face which brought a flicker of anger to her eyes.

Melody:  Is he is a dirty liar on the list to pick from?

James just rolled his eyes dramatically as he looked at Melody.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Is I have an annoying wife on the list? I’d like to pick that one.

Melody just smiled as she looked at him, before playfully but sarcastically speaking.  

Melody:  Yeah well, is the option he is a loser Husband who can’t even be bother to say anything nice on the list, because let’s highlight that one as well?

James screwed up his nose.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> I’m not a loser.

His hand flew out to his side as if he was showing off his winning body / personality.

Melody:  Pretty sure you are.

Melody turned away from James and looked at the Judge who was watching them go back and forth in her court room.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Here’s one... how about it’s because we are completely incompatible. She hugs the homeless, I kick them. You know all that type of stuff?

The Judge looked down at James with a concerned look on her face.

Judge: Mr Huntington Hawkes did you just admit to kicking a homeless person?

Looking up at the Judge nervously the rich brat started to back pedal.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> It was an expression... I don’t really go around kicking people.

Looking away from them both James wipes his brow as if to flick sweat off of it as he just dodged a bullet.

Melody:  He just goes around and tells sweet little girls that he likes them and that he wants to marry them.

Melody now looks away from James and the Judge her eyes staring at the cold hard floor.

Judge: STOP IT both of you... I will let you file for divorce on the grounds of incompatibility

A loud clap is heard as James slaps his hands together before jumping up in the air excited.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Thank you!!!

Turning to look at Melody, James couldn’t help but notice that she looked as if she had just been run over by a bus.

Melody:  Oh yay!

Looking up at the Judge Melody waited for her instructions, as she knew the Judge was going to inform them on what they needed to do.

Judge: On the condition that you see out a sixty day cooling off period that begins tomorrow first. In this time frame you must stay with each other six days a week. During those six days you must travel and stay with each other.

The Judge looked down at them both a smug smile on her confident face as she hands down her rulings. While James turns away from looking at Melody up to the Judge with a complete look of anger across his face.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What the fuck?

Melody lets out a sigh before letting her voice be heard.

Melody:  NOOOOOOO, HE SNORES!!!

The Judge ignores them both as she carries on with her findings.

Judge: To prove you’re incompatible you must at least spend time together first.

James looks at her in disbelief and quickly pats down his pockets looking for his wallet.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Are you the type of Judge that takes bribes? I mean everyone likes money right?

James finds his wallet and pulls it out into plan view opening it up he shows the Judge his money that is basically spilling out of his wallet.

Judge: I’m going to choose to ignore that. I will have the court draw up your conditions and a copy will be sent to your employers who will act as witnesses to your divorce after the sixty days you can file for a divorce, given you still feel this way about each other. Divorce papers will be drawn up and sent to you on day fifty-five.

Melody looked up at the Judge her eyes watering.

Melody:  This isn’t fair.

Pointing at her with his thumb James nodded in agreement.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What she said.

The Judge just shakes her head from side to side before standing up in her spot.

Judge: That’s my final decision.

Without any further words the Judge leaves the room, leaving James and Melody alone with two security guards. Melody and James both look at each other so many emotions gripping them it’s hard just to focus on one. Shaking her head from side to side Melody fights back tears while James takes a step up towards her, his hands shaking in rage.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> This is your fault, you did this.

Pointing at her he didn’t care if this was or wasn’t her fault he was just going to blame her. Melody just looked at him, before blinking rapidly to stop the tears from flowing.

Melody:  Shut up!!

Taking a step towards him Melody did a sharp turn and headed towards the door.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Where the hell are you going?

Without even looking back Melody just replied.

Melody:  Out!

With that said and done she exited the court room and headed out for a night on the town to get away from this mess.

TBC

 <p style="color:#B2A1ED">Howdy, it’s been a while... wait a minute I think I start all of these things like this, let’s try again.

Hello Melephants, It is I your Melody Grace the blondest bombshell to ever Grace Sin City Wrestling am I proud? Damn straight, do I love it? Damn honkey I do. Honkey is a word right? Because word seems to be giving me the stink eye with a red line underneath it, oh well. Well what can I say it’s been a busy few weeks for me. Let’s start at the start shall I? In my last match I was finally tagged up with my bestest buddy Despy and we took on Caleb and Veronica... what should have been the greatest night in my career it turned out to be a terrible nightmare. I lost the match for our team, well I shouldn’t say I lost even know I was technically pinned... I mean The Mean Girls did have to cheat to get a victory over me. I mean did you not see that Amanda beast put her hands on me and then Veronica pulled on my tights?

Okay, okay, okay I might be over reacting, but they still cheated Despy and I out of the greatest night of our lives. Will I forgive them for this? Let me just phone a friend on this real quick, hit it Beyonce, Michelle and Kelly.

No, no, no, nooooooooooooooo!

Will I let them get away with this? Will I let them continue to think that they are better than me? Sing to me Fred Durst!

“Go fuck yourself”  

What am I going to do to fix this? Let them have it Game

“Out on the streets they call it mur they call it mur-mur-murder”

Okay fine I admit that I’m not really going to murder them but the fact is I’m going to squash this crap they keep talking about how they are better than me, how they can beat me and that how they rule the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roster, why? Because it’s soooooooooo God damn booooooring how they keep talking rubbish. Like seriously do they ever stop to think about what flies out of their mouths before they say it? I guess not, because if they did we wouldn’t have to listen to same damn broken record week in week out.

“I’m the best” “I’m beautiful” “I’m the reason why everyone watches SCW” “I made the SCW a global success”

Shhhhhhhhhhh

Just stop talking Veronica and Amanda...

Shhhhhhhhh

You wouldn’t want to wake the population of people who give a rat’s ass about you.  

Never mind I took a quick poll around the room and no one put their hands up to liking you, sorry not sorry.

But enough about them for now, I’m more than sure that you’ll hear about them later in my promo. So let me catch you up on something, on New Years’ eve Drake took me into the bright light jungle known as Vegas to see Bruno Mars where we danced and sang the night away... I might have accidently on purpose elbowed Trishelle Jordan in the face but hey what can I say?

These things happen when the funky chicken comes out to play.

It’s what happened next that you have no doubt been caught up with. I woke up in bed next to the annoyingly cute James Huntington Hawkes the third. Not only did I wake up next to him but I found out that we have matching gold rings, I’m not sure why they’re on our wedding fingers I mean it’s not like we got married or anything... oh wait yes we did.

I’m Melody Grace Huntington Hawkes number one!!!!!!!!

How does that even happen? I’m twenty for crying out loud, plus I don’t believe in marriage for me? How the bleep does a girl like me end up with a spoilt brat like him? Like what have I ever done wrong in my life to be given him, him of all people? Him with all of his tattoos and muscles and slightly attractive facial hair, HIM! This must be some sort of prank, like hello Ashton Kutcher you can come out from underneath the bed now and surprise us all.

Seriously.

I shouldn’t be too hard on James I mean even though this was his idea I’m sure of it, I mean I could have ended up with someone worse like Steve Ramone or Bruce Evans, Sorry Kim baby but what were you thinking when you married that piece of jack ass?

So now I sit here typing this thinking about what is going to come next in my life, divorce no doubt, which for some reason makes me sad. Twenty and divorced, you couldn’t even write about it... plus not to mention that I now have this JAHH tattoo on my finger to permanently remind me of him. Like how did that even happen? I don’t even like needles... all I can say is kids don’t drink until your twenty one and responsible. Don’t follow my example when it comes to this, considering I pride myself on being someone that kids can look up to I sure did my image a massive flaw in this little mess.

But like they all say everything happens for a reason, what reason is this for? Only the Lord knows and when he finds time I’m sure he will let James and I know.

As for right now I think I’m going to enjoy my time being a married woman, I mean how different can it be from being a none married woman? I will be no different than before I mean I wasn’t dating then so I won’t be dating now. I wasn’t in any sort of casual fling before so why worry about that changing now?

The only thing that’s different about me is this tattoo and ring on my finger, it’s not like I have an emotional attachment to James at all. I mean it’s not like I love him or anything.

Alright it’s time to get this one started it’s time to get you on the yellow brick road of Melody Grace as I take you on my journey to Incision...

I mean.... Inception, yeah that’s it... now hit it.

***

Thursday January 1st 2015.
Paradise, what paradise?

Continues on from James’ round one promotional video; Melody could hear the three male voices on the outside of the door. She could hear how Ringo and Giani thought that this was hilarious and how James was blowing his top at all of it. He truly did hate her, well that’s how she was taking it as she listened to his words fly out of his mouth. They were muffled but a part of her knew exactly what he would be saying, she couldn’t exactly hear clearly so it all could have been her just jumping to conclusions. She could hear a set of footsteps head towards the door, the very door that she was closely standing behind. Looking to the left and to the right of her Melody looked for a way out of the situation but it was too late the door swung open and slammed in a matter of seconds. Feeling the mood in the room shift from confusion to anger Melody swallowed deeply as she looked across the room at her husband.

Melody: James.

James was standing with his back to her, his right hand was on the back of his neck as he rubbed the stress ball that had started to form under his skin. He couldn’t believe his luck. He didn’t say anything at first he just breathed in and out, the air rushing out of his nostrils making a familiar pissed off sound. Without even turning around he finally replied, while Melody looked at him her hazel eyes were watery as the situation sunk in deeper and deeper as every second passed.

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

His voice spat out like venom from a cobra as he spun around on the balls of his feet to face her. The look on his face said it all he was pissed, before in bed he was confused and shocked now he was just angry, violently angry. The flare of his nostrils the coldness in his eyes stung at her for some reason she just knew it wasn’t going to be a fun day for either of them.

Melody: Never mind.

Running her right hand through her blonde hair she tussled it to the side, while her left hand held onto the white bed sheet that was wrapped around her body. She wasn’t naked but she didn’t feel like showing off her bra and panties to her not so loving husband either. Looking down at the floor Melody looked at her white dress that she was wearing just hours before it was trashed completely trashed. The zipper had been busted off its tracks while it was slightly stained from a pink drink that no doubt aided this mess that she was now in.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Spit it out Melody.

Taking a step up towards her James was casing her, trying to get a read on what she was about to say or do. He didn’t trust her, after all he was rich and this just looked too much like a grab for his wallet than anything else. Melody shifted her eyes from her dress on the floor up to James’ eyes she could feel the burning from his glare on her skin, like a flame burning a wick on a candle he was engulfing her with his dominant presence.

Melody: I, I don’t feel so good.

Taking a step back out of the danger zone Melody’s knees hit the side of the bed as she sat back down. Her right hand came over her stomach holding it there. She was sick; she hadn’t drunk since Odette’s bridal shower in fact Melody rarely drank anything other than water. Her body was hurting from top to tail, while her head was pounding. Her left hand was killing her as she brought it up in front of her face to look down at the gold ring that was around her ring finger shining at her almost teasing her.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Join the fucking club.

James didn’t know what to do with his hands, one minute they were bunched up as little fists the next minute they were rubbing the back of his neck trying to remove the stress that had built up. The following moment he was running them through his hair, scuffing it up as he tried to think straight. He was desperately trying to piece together the events that happened last night he wanted to know what the hell had gone on and why he was now in the same room as Melody Grace as her husband by law.

Melody: Why are you mad at me?

Her eyes stayed locked on her wedding ring as she didn’t move, she couldn’t move the very thought of moving was enough to make the pit of her stomach cry out like a whale. She was trying not to be sick; she was trying not to show any signs of physical weakness to the alpha in the room. He couldn’t see her like this as a pathetic little girl who couldn’t handle her booze that would just be the icing on the cake for him today.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> In case you haven’t realised we’re apparently married Melody.

She had noticed and she did know, she kinda remembered it all. At least she wasn’t that hammered to shut it all out. Melody shook her head from side to side only she would remember a night like that only she would remember the moment where she agreed to do this. She wasn’t surprised that he didn’t remember any part of it she was just gutted that he didn’t.

Melody: I thought that’s what you wanted last night?

Looking back at him her words trailed out of her mouth almost like a whisper, she was trying to convince herself that he wanted her that he wanted this. The look on his face said it all as he screwed his nose up, his eyebrows coming together almost tagging into his anger.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> When the fuck have I ever wanted to be in the same room as you let alone married to you?

He was right, Melody knew it too. When had he ever wanted to spend time with her? Never... why did she think that one drunken night would change anything? Looking down at her feet as they hung off the side of the bed she sighed. Her blonde hair cascaded around her face making a curtain between his vision and hers finally she could let a single tear escape her eye as she dealt with all of her emotions.

Melody: I’m sorry.  

She felt the air around her face move as his arms flew up in the air; James started to walk back and forth pacing like a caged animal about to attack the next moving object. She could hear him say the word sorry over and over again as he went back and forth like he was winding himself up for something, like he was intentionally feeding the dragon.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Sorry doesn’t fix this, Melody I don’t want your stupid apology.

Quickly wiping the tear away from her cheek she looked up at him, his eyes rolling as he just witnessed what she was trying to hide from him. Of course he wouldn’t care, he didn’t care about anyone only himself she was a fool to think that he would take this any other way then the way he was taking it now. James had to be in control of everything if he wasn’t he complained and stamped his feet until he got his way. This was something he couldn’t control but he was going to make sure he stamped his feet hard enough so that everyone knew that it wasn’t real and that it didn’t happen.

Melody: I understand.

He stopped pacing back and forth and looked down at her harder, his eyes burning holes into her chest as they narrowed. Was she kidding him? Was she just trying to rile him up? Melody looked up at him; unsure on what to do or say she just sat there frozen unable to make a clear decision on whether to run away or stay and fight. Her light hand came into her chest closer as she pressed the bed sheet against her skin trying to get warm, trying to feel something other than hatred.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Do you understand Melody? Like truly? If this is real, we’re about to hit a shit storm of press, cop a shit tonne of flack from the media, not to mention when we get divorced this is going to look like crazy Brittany Spears episode.

She could just imagine Ringo and Giani standing on the other side of the door laughing at this; in fact she was pretty sure she could hear them. Closing her eyes she didn’t know what to say other than that she was sorry, she thought it would be different. She thought the whole getting married feeling was meant to be great, this is why she said she would never get married because she knew this wasn’t how she wanted to feel. He was making her feel like crap. Like six tonne of crap had just been dumped on her shoulders and now she was meant to be strong enough to lift them up and keep smiling? How do people do this, how to people go through this?

Melody: I... I...

Melody didn’t know what to say to be honest she didn’t even think about the press or what others might say until now. Now that’s the only thing she could think about. Oh God what about her parents? What about her friends? What about her fans? Collectively in one single night she had thrown everything away on him. James Huntington Hawkes, the guy that was staring at her right now like she had just killed his pet kitten or stepped on his fresh white sneakers. The guy that was making her feel the size of an ant in this gigantic mess up. Why would he take responsibility for this? I mean nothing is ever his fault, so why would he own up to that fact now?  

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> You, you what? Thought that you could just wake up in my bed after a night in Vegas where we were clearly too drunk to be in any state of mind to make any functional decisions... what did you think that if we got married that I would just wake up and fall in love with you?

The L word flew out of his mouth and Melody almost fell off the bed. Fixing herself back up making sure the bed sheet had her fully covered she went to speak but nothing came out. Fall in love with her? Why did he make it seem like it was an impossible task? Why was he making it out to be a game that she was playing? Shaking her head from side to side Melody tried to remember all of the night before, trying to remember what he said to her to talk her into this. She was coming up blank, maybe he was right maybe this was her idea? Maybe she just wanted his God damn approval, that she would go this low to get it? She couldn’t understand it; she didn’t want to understand it.

Melody: No, I... I just.

Her words were tumbling into one another as she tried to reply to him, Melody didn’t really know what to say anyways but she was giving it a red hot go. Looking up into his amber brown eyes Melody tried to get him to see that she wasn’t lying to him like he was accusing her of.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> You just what, tell me what on earth were you thinking?

He took a step closer to her his voice strong as he looked down his nose at her like she was nothing to him. Looking back at him Melody shot up from her spot on the bed and took a step up towards him enough was enough and she was going to fight back. Stepping into his comfort zone Melody’s presence was enough to hold his attention as she finally bit back with her words.

Melody: Stop yelling at me, you said all those nice things last night made me feel like a princess and now you’re making this out like it’s my entire fault? It takes two to tango James... you’re just as much to blame as what I am.

Her right index finger came up and her manicured nail pierced into the flesh on his chest, right in his cross tattoo in the middle of his muscles. That was out on display as his robe was only loosely tied around him. James’ eyes dropped down to look at Melody’s finger and his left hand came up swiftly afterwards pushing it away, not hard or anything but it wasn’t exactly a sweet embrace. His eyesight returned to Melody’s face as he took a step forward, like instantly feeling threatened by the beta in the room.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> how did you do it?

He was back on the let’s play tricky mind games again, sighing out loud Melody threw her hands up in the air and shrugged she really had no idea what he was going on about now. This morning had been a rollercoaster of ups and downs and she knew that it was only going to get worse the more they spoke. The bed sheet from around her body started to slide down as Melody had forgotten that it was the only thing keeping her body from his eyes, quickly snapping her hands back down she held onto it for dear life while James just eyed her up and down.

Melody: Do what?

Her hazel eyes were now clear as she looked directly at him. They were now standing basically toe to toe in the middle of the room and it was the first time that she had notice they were the same height. How was she made to feel this little by someone who was the same bloody height as her? A laugh almost left her lips but she caught it as she bit down on her tongue.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Don’t play dumb with me, how did you talk me into this stupid mess?

James was blaming her again, why would he take any blame in this? No doubt Giani and Ringo were getting a great kick out of this as they listened in from the outside. Melody just exhaled deeply as she let all her negative vibes out of her she made sure she kept eye contact as she spoke back. Her Californian accent was direct in his face and harsh, something that was new to his ears.

Melody: I didn’t talk you into anything you wanted to do it.

She was fighting back, even though she wasn’t screaming at him or calling him names she was still not giving him the answers that he wanted and it was driving him bat shit crazy. Adjusting his white robe that was around his body James looked at her sizing her up as if to try and get her to back down. Melody wasn’t going to take the blame for this; she just wasn’t going to let him walk out of this as if he had done nothing wrong.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> That’s bullshit Melody, I’ve been drunk off my ass in Vegas plenty of times and I have never ever thought about getting hitched. What’s your game plan, money, fame? What do you want from me?

Melody knew that those allegations were coming; she knew too well that he would bring that up but even though she knew it was coming that didn’t dull any of the stings that it pierced into her chest. Of course she would just marry him for his money and his fame wouldn’t she? It would have nothing to do with the fact that she just wanted to be his friend. No of course not she was money hungry she was a gold digger of course he would play those drums to everyone and make them believe it. Stepping up closer to him, now her chest was against his it felt so heated, so driven but this was far from a sexy encounter, this was the complete opposite to a passionate moment.

Melody: Right now I need you to shut the f...

Her teeth were gritted as she spoke to him, her eyes on fire as they looked into his. How dare he think that she was a gold digger how dare he think that she was just using him for his money; Congratulations James you found Melody’s tempter button and you were hitting it faster and harder than you have ever hit anything in your life. Brushing her blonde hair out of her face she tucked it behind her ear, her white teeth stayed gritted as she refused to let him think this of her. Melody was angry extremely angry and James could sense it.  

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> You heard me what do you want from me?

The thought of bringing her right hand up to punch him square in the face came to mind but she held herself back and stepped away from him. Shaking her head from side to side she couldn’t believe this. She kept trying to think back to the early hours of the morning where she swears they were laughing and giggling about all of this. She swears she remembers James carrying her through their hotel door before bringing her into the bedroom to unwrap his prize.

Melody: To be away from you.

Her words just tumbled from her mouth but as she spoke her mind was playing tricks on her. “Unwrap his prize”, oh no! As Melody’s mind replays scenes from this morning in her head her mouth flew open and her right hand snapped up and covered it. She couldn’t breathe. He had seen her, all of her, she was convinced of it. Had they? She couldn’t remember. She felt different her body was sore but that could have just been from the alcohol that she shouldn’t have consumed, maybe she was just tried? Looking back at him she shook her head from side to side saying no, no, no over and over in her mind. How could she be so stupid? James stood back and looked on as Melody was gasping for air, as she tried to reclaim her sanity she stumbled away from him she had to get out of his bubble she had to get away from the force that surrounded him. He was making her intoxicated and not in a good way.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Well leave I’m not keeping you here.

Melody’s eyes traced around the room as he spoke his words just sounded like a muffle in the background of what was happening in her mind. Her eyes stumbled across the desk in the corner of the room that had stuffed knocked off of it, while his shirt lay on top of it. The more she looked around the room the more she found pieces of his suit. Maybe he just carried her in here and they slipped into their underwear and went to bed? Yeah that’s what happened. Nothing happened, you didn’t touch him he didn’t touch you. Nothing happened, nothing happened, nothing happened. Melody was trying to convince herself but she didn’t know, maybe he knew but he just wasn’t saying anything? Her hazel eyes continued around the room until they were fixated on her dress that lay beside the side of the bed damaged. Blinking rapidly she held back tears as James just watched on not sure what was happening inside her mind but in the same light he didn’t care.

Melody: I can’t leave... I don’t have a change of clothes and my dress is ripped.

Finally words came from her dry lips, licking them she tried to get some moisture back into them. Dropping to her knees she sat down on the floor her hands reaching out as she grabbed at her dress, it was one of her favourites. Holding it up in front of her eyes she looked at the damage and frowned. Taking a quick look over her body she wasn’t injured so he in no way hurt her, maybe just the excitement of it all was enough to cause the zipper to bust. Maybe they both just had eager beaver hands this morning? Melody looked up at James from the floor as she sat back down on her feet, her poor feet that were arching from toes to heel. If this was what getting hit like a bus felt like she didn’t want any part of that expression. James just doubled around her and looked at her dress and rolled his eyes.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> How convenient, just put it on and be on your way.

He didn’t care, he truly did not care. Melody look of distress turned into one of shock and horror she couldn’t believe her ears. She couldn’t believe that he was even suggest that to her. What was she to him? Someone he could pick up at a night club, marry, bring home and then toss out the following morning? She was just like every other ones of his one night stands, but she wasn’t even sure that they got the goodies on. Her eyes narrowed at him as she spoke to him, firmly.  

Melody: I don’t want to be laughed at more than I already am over this, can’t you see that?

A few moments ticked past and James finally let out a sigh, he didn’t think of it like that. He was too busy protecting his own image to even think about the image of the girl who was sitting on the floor in front of him in tatters. He wasn’t going to start feeling bad for her but she was right what kind of husband would kick his wife out into the world outside wearing a busted dress while doing the walk of shame? Not many and he wasn’t going to start a trend. He didn’t like her but that didn’t mean that he was going to subjectify her to possible slander that would no doubt follow if the cameras picked up on her walking out of his room in the same dress as the night before. As far as the world knew they were married and that this was real. In the eyes of the world they were in love and you don’t send the ones you love to the slaughter house.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Well what do you suggest?

Taking a few steps closer to her his voice was calmer as if he had thought about what she had just said and was actually taking it seriously. Melody already had a plan thought out there was just one thing stopping her. Looking up at him with painful regret in her eyes, James already he knew that he wasn’t going to like her suggestion.

Melody: I’ll sort it; I just need to borrow your phone to make a call I can’t find mine.

A sigh was all that escaped his lips followed by a roll of his eyes, he was very dramatic today. Walking away from Melody, James collected his phone from the night stand beside the bed and swiped his thumb across screen seeing it was lit up with hundreds of twitter updates, messages, phone calls he swallowed hard, news had gotten out he was sure of it. Clearing them all from the screen so she couldn’t see them James walked his phone over towards her. Holding his hand out he watched as she took it in her right hand and went straight into the phone app. Her fingers danced across the keypad as she quickly typed in a number and held the phone up to her ear.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> and the baggage continues.

James left the room and slammed the door behind him; he couldn’t work out what to do or where to go to get away from all of this. As he entered the main living room Melody could hear Giani and Ringo talking again as if all three of them were debriefing or something. Finally the person she needed to speak too picked up on the other end of the phone and Melody was quick to lay out her idea. After a few minutes the plan was in motion and just as she hung up the phone James had walked back into the room. He had an open bottle of water in one hand for himself and a fresh bottle of water in the other that he held out for Melody to take. Taking it quickly Melody handed back his phone as she just put on a smile and said thank you.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Look Melody, I’ve never apologised for anything in my life so I’m not going to start now. This is just a lot of stuff to be taking in. Let’s just get showered and wait for your clothes to come up and we will leave the hotel together. I don’t want you to have to face anything that the press will have waiting for you once we get down stairs.

James walked around her and sat on the edge of the bed, while Melody turned around and looked up at him. Opening her bottle of cold water she brought it up to her lips and sucked down the refreshing coldness of the contents. Bringing it away from her she looked at him and smirked.  

Melody: You mean you don’t want me to say anything stupid to make you look bad?

She was right but he wasn’t going to admit it clearly Giani and Ringo must have said something to him while she was on the phone because his attitude had changed completely. He rested the cold bottle of water on his leg as he looked down at her his right eyebrow raised at her as if to play it cool that he didn’t know what she was implying to him.  

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Don’t come at me like that. Let’s just get something for you to wear, we can freshen up get out of here go get your things, grab some breakfast and head to the airport... your flying out to California today right?

Eeeep she had forgotten that she was due to fly home today before the tour. Melody placed her head in her free hand and shook it from side to side how could she forget. Wait a minute how could he remember that? Looking up at him she gave him a look that screamed surprise. A small smile crossed her face that she hides with the bottle of water that she now had pressed up against her head to cool down.

Melody: Yeah wait how do you remember that?

He looked at her stunned at first but cleared his throat and fobbed it off as he brought his drink up to his lips sucking a mouthful back he rolled his head around on his neck trying to release the tension that was still building up behind there.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Remember what? Anyways we will sort all of this out later.

Putting the cap back on his drink James flopped back down to the bed looking up to the ceiling while Melody stayed on the floor.

Melody: alright...

She too laid out letting the cold air con cool her body as she waited to here a knock on the front door. She just wanted her clothes to arrive so she could get the hell out of here. Letting out a sigh she looked up to his legs that were dangling off the bed and shook her head, she couldn’t believe her luck.  

***

Sunday January 4th 2015.
Prepare for Turbulence.

A few days had passed for our young umm lovers? No... Wait... our young married couple where they were each able to give each other the air that they needed to breathe. Peace and quiet, still and calm you know all that nice stuff? Well that was until now. Both Melody Grace and James Huntington Hawkes sat in the back row in the first class section of a plane. Both not saying anything to each other both just looking around trying not to make direct eye contact with one another, you know being casual twenty year olds that were both as suborn as each other. James was dressed in light blue jeans that were carefully ripped in all the right places, while a black belt surrounded his waist. His shirt of choice was just a plain white Tom Ford t-shirt although it was plain it still screamed of high quality, around his neck was a long gold chain that sat midway down his chest. His shoes were white sneakers the brand named of course Adidas if you wanted details. In his hands was a drink already and a set of Beats by Dre headphones he just knew they would come in handy later when Melody finally decided to be chatty. Speaking of Melody she looked as if she was dressed for the beach rather than the freezing cool London that she was heading to. She had a pair of short light Levis denim pants on, while she had a plain white shirt on that was covered with a half buttoned up red plaid shirt. Her feet were covered in a pair of white ankle socks with a pair of chunky black shoes. She wasn’t dressed up; after all she wanted to be comfortable for the next nine hours and forty five minutes of her life. The air hostess had already made her rounds and Melody had grabbed a blanket that she had ready and waiting to be draped over her body for when she was going to go to sleep. As the plane filled up the cabin crew ran around making their rounds checking on everything, it was then when their eyes finally yet accidently fell into each others’. James attempted to look away but Melody had already parted her glossed lips.    

Melody: I can’t believe I got upgraded to first class.

Her voice was soft and sweet, like normal as she spoke in just above a whisper. He could hear the excitement in her voice but she was doing a damn good job at hiding it with her actions. Maybe she was trying to be more mature or something, or maybe he was just cutting her some slack since the last time they saw each other they were ripping each other apart verbally. James turned back to Melody and cracked a smirk as his right eyebrow raised as if to question her.  

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> You’ve never flown first class before?

He almost seems shocked, but then the screwed up nose gave it away he was amused by the fact that she hadn’t shared the same life luxuries that he had. Melody just looked up at him, her smile bright and wide as she shook her head from side to side. Looking past him for a moment Melody looked out the window to see the beautiful back drop that they had called home and smiled she was going to miss this place but it was part of her job to travel. Looking back to James before her mind started to wonder off on its own again she just looked at him grinning.  

Melody: Never ever, I’m so excited.

James could tell that she was. But Melody once again kept her voice calm. He was waiting for her to bust out of her seat and run around the plane as if she had just scored a goal in football or something but she just sat there with her hands in her lap acting like a good little girl who would never do anything wrong in her life. He couldn’t put his finger on it but there was something in the back of his mind that made him think this was all for show.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Good for you.

He faked an excited look for her before turning away to look around the first class cabin. Sitting in front of them was Giani and his Mean Girl squeeze Veronica Taylor. Melody was trying to block out the noise her voice made as she spoke to Giani it was like they were the only two on the plane and she was doing everything in her power to make sure she was noticed. In the centre row of the plane in the same row as James and Melody there was Simpson who somehow had managed to jag two seats to himself and he didn’t plan on sharing them as he was already stretched out asleep. On the far side of the plane in the same row as well was Ringo, his company for the flight was none other than Hot Stuff Mark Ward’s personal assistant. He didn’t look pleased in fact he looked as if he was going to kill someone as she wouldn’t shut up and stop talking to him. Melody felt bad for her as she overheard Ringo telling her to “shut the fuck up.” James had heard it too and he was laughing his ass off as he reached forward and tapped Giani on the shoulder capturing his attention.  

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Hey Giani look at who Ringo has to put up with on the flight.

Giani and James both looked over to Ringo and laughed while Ringo politely flipped them the bird. Melody didn’t know what to say as Giani and James made some more jokes about Ringo and the dwarf.

Giani: Ha-ha poor fucker.

Giani and James couldn’t stop laughing, but finally the big Jersey Shore meat head turned around in his chair to face Veronica as she was telling him a story about last time she was in London and that she couldn’t wait to be there with him. Melody closed her eyes it was going to be a long flight indeed and she needed to escape already. Inhaling and exhaling peacefully she attempted to fall asleep while James slipped his headphone over his ears and they both waited for takeoff without even exchanging another look or another word.  

One Hour later!

She couldn’t take it anymore, she was going to snap. Melody was going to rip her hair out if she had to listen to Veronica talk one more time. Her nails dug into the arm rests of her chair as she looked forward, her teeth grinding as she tried to block her out but how could she? Veronica was basically running her name into the ground, laughing about how she was married to James and that James didn’t even love her or want her. James must have heard her two as his headphone were off his head while his chin rested in his hand while his forehead was pressed against the window of the plane trying to escape the noise. Giani on the other hand couldn’t get a word in as she just kept chatting and chatting and chatting. Finally Melody reached the end of her fuse as she lifted her right leg up and was about to nail it into the back of the Mean Girl’s chair to shut her up, that was until she heard him whisper in her ear.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What are you doing?

Turning to look at him Melody dropped her right leg back down to the floor and just smiled nervously. She had been caught out but she didn’t care for a moment in time she couldn’t hear Veronica she could only focus on James as he smirked at her. He knew exactly what she was planning to do he just wanted to hear it from her.

Melody: I was just going to, never mind.

Melody turned away from James and let a girlish giggle escape her lips, how childish of her. Hoping that he would just drop the whole situation Melody started to look around the cabin looking for a distraction but his voice sounded in her ear once more.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Just going to do what?

Turning back to face him Melody swept a lock of her blonde hair behind her ear, while looking at him and then towards the ground coyly. She couldn’t believe she was about to admit to this, but he had caught her red handed.

Melody: Kick the back of her chair and tell her to shut the fire truck up?

Biting down on her bottom lip she sucked it into her mouth trying to stop her laugher from building up and escaping her lips. James just shook his head at her, but he didn’t look angry or upset he just looked amused by it all.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Real mature Melody.

She thought so too as she rolled her eyes at him he caught it and he returned the favour. Both of them had weird looks on their face as they both tried to hide a smile.

Melody: Well you sit behind someone who is dragging your name through the mud and see how you like it?

Ah she finally caved and told him why she was going to kick Veronica’s chair in not that he needed a reason he could hear what she was saying about Melody but he wasn’t going to defend her but he wasn’t going to start a fight between Giani and himself either. James’ was taking the high road and ignore her and that silently was eating Melody alive, she so wished that he would just tell them to shut up. I mean they were talking about him as well but I guess they were only speaking the truth on his behalf.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Just ignore her Mel. It’s not worth getting into a brawl in the middle of the sky over is it?

He was right but she wasn’t going to say that, Melody just huffed once again and folded her arms across her chest and nestled back down into her chair.

Melody: Fiiiine.

Blowing a strand of hair out of her face that fell there from her over dramatic slouch back into her chair she watched James out of the corner of her eye and smiled as he just shook his head from side to side and returned back to looking out the window. Looking down at her watch Melody signed only eight hours and twenty two minutes to go. This flight was taking forever and the fact that she didn’t have anyone to talk to was making it drag out even longer. Turning back over to look at James she went to say something but she stopped, he looked like he was at peace just glaring out the window she didn’t want to disrupt him. Popping her chair back into a full recline Melody grabbed onto her blanket and pulled it up over her head, she couldn’t sleep with any lights on this was another reason why she hated flying. While Melody was wiggling around trying to get comfortable under her blanket James had turned back to look down at her and then down at the wedding band that was on his ring finger before swearing under his breath to look back out the window.

Four hours later!

She was bored like really bored and wide awake on the plane that was filled with sleeping bodies. Turning to her left she looked at him as he slept and shook her head; he was a dream boat even when he was sleeping. Sighing loudly Melody tried to look out the window from her the spot on her chair but she couldn’t quiet reach it. Her eyes fell back down on James and she shrugged her shoulders. If she didn’t touch him he wouldn’t know anything she thought as she leant across his chair, making sure her body didn’t make any contact with his as she leant towards the window. She didn’t think that she had touched him or bumped him or disturbed him in way shape or form as his body stayed completely still under her. Reaching up her hands grabbed onto the window frame as she looked outside. Once she got there she didn’t know why she had bothered it was just black night sky nothing exciting. Backing away from the window she moved ever so slowly trying to get back to her spot without him noticing or waking up but the sound of a cough leaving his lips startled her. Melody’s hands slipped from the side of the plane and landed in James’ lap she closed her eyes and prayed that he was in the middle of a great dream and that this didn’t wake him but she was wrong so very wrong. She felt his body move underneath her hands as he sat up.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> What are you doing now?

His face was just inches away from hers as he whispered gruffly towards her, he didn’t seem angry he just seemed confused as to why her hands were still on him and why she was basically in his seat. Melody didn’t know what to say or do at first she was just frozen stiff looking down at him like she had just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Licking her lips she let out an eeeep before she spoke quietly.

Melody: I just wanted to look out the window.

Her hands were still on his body, she hadn’t moved them and now James’ eyes were on them. Looking at her hands and then back up to her face his right eyebrow raised. As his eyes went from looking directly into hers down to her glossed lips, Melody’s actions mirrored his as they faces were just inches apart all it would take is one innocent bump from a passerby and they would be forced to make contact.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Well you’re basically in my chair.

Snapping her hands back she placed them up innocently as if to say it’s not what it looks like but James didn’t say a word to begin with as Melody realised how close they were she pulled back confused and unaware of what position she had just gotten them into. Her eyes arched up like puppy dogs eyes as she slumped back into her chair shaking her head from side to side. What was going on with her? She had never had the urge to kiss anyone like that before in her life and there she was picturing it, wanting to feel it and it was with him. HIM of all people!!! Sure he was her husband but they had no connection other than a drunken night that ended with Elvis. Closing her eyes she didn’t want to look at him she just wanted to disappear into the chair but she couldn’t leave it like this she had to make it clear that she didn’t mean it.

Melody: I’m Sorry.

Was all she could say in just above a whisper James didn’t say a think he just backed into his chair and rolled over to face the wall completely ignoring her. Melody gritted her teeth inside her closed lips and screamed into her hands but no one could hear a thing as she silently cussed herself out. What was she doing? What was happening to her? Sighing she looked across the plane to see Ringo hunched up in a ball even though he had a whole first class seat to himself he was trying to stay away from Hot Stuff’s assistant that was still wide awake beside him and just like that a light bulb went off inside her mind.  

Thirty Minutes later!

She had to wait for James to be back asleep before she got up and made her move towards his tag team partner James Nathaniel Ringo. Upon her approach he sensed that someone was coming towards him so he looked towards her, his eyes rolling instantly.

Melody: Excuse me Mr Ringo Sir.

He wasn’t happy his flight so far had been shit and now he was going to have to deal with her? Melody bent down so she could whisper to Ringo she didn’t want to wake up the rest of the plane.

Ringo: What?

He was tried and cranky and well he just didn’t like her. Ringo looked at Melody and waited for her to speak as she looked at him with a big goofy grin on her face.

Melody: Want to swap seats?

Before he could answer Ringo had jumped up in his spot, oh boy did he ever want to trade seats. As he started to gather his things together he pushed past Melody before turning back to look at her.

Ringo: Wait you’re sitting next to your husband why would you want to trade?

Good question Ringo, as Melody went to open her mouth to answer Ringo had already carried a load of his stuff to her spot and was now coming back to collect his over head luggage.

Melody: I think it’s best we have space; you know I don’t want to annoy him.

He looked at her blankly before screwing his nose up.

Ringo: I didn’t really want an answer, but okay whatever.

Before he could take off at a million miles to get away from the little person Melody reached out and tapped him on his shoulder stealing his attention from his freedom for a second.

Melody: Could you just please get my bag down from the top, I don’t trust myself to get it out of there without making a hell of a noise and waking everyone up.

With a big bright smile she waited for Ringo’s reply but he didn’t say anything he just groaned and headed over to grab her suit case out of the over head compartment. On his return he basically threw her bag into her hands forcing her to catch it.

Melody: Thank you.

Fobbing her off he took off towards his new seat beside J2H so he could finally get some sleep, while on the other hand Melody placed her bag above her head and into the storage hold before making her way to find a flight attendant so she could inform them of the chair swap for safety reasons.

One hour later

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Where the fuck is Melody?

James’ voice was harsh as he spoke to Ringo who looked to be in a better mood since he swapped seats with Melody. Ringo turned to look at J2H with a smirk on his face as the dazed James looked around the plane expecting to find his wife off making trouble.

Ringo: Relax, we swapped seats.

James looked at Ringo and he could see the amusement in his eyes, he couldn’t have that. He couldn’t have Ringo thinking that maybe he did care about the bubbly blonde. Let’s be honest tho he would only care about what she was doing, he needed to make sure she wasn’t ruining the family name by her crazy antics.  

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Right... thank God... wait why?

Looking over to the other side of the plane to where Ringo was first seated James’ eyes fell on Melody Grace who was finally asleep. Her body was covered in the blue blanket while her face was turned towards the window. As if on cue she rolled over, still asleep but the smiley look on her face said it all she was finally at peace.

Ringo: Something about not wanting to annoy you, who the fuck cares?

James turned away from Melody and looked back down at Ringo with a smirk on his face.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT> Not me that’s for sure.

After a stealing a quick look at Melody again James just groaned, she was even happy in her sleep? Shaking his head from side to side the spoilt rich kid just turned to face the window looking aimlessly out of it trying to collect himself.

Ten Minutes after Landing.

Everyone was still on the plane waiting to hear the announcement that they could collect their things and leave but it was taking longer than usual. James Huntington Hawkes had a pained look on his face as he was growing impatient he just wanted to be off this plane and head to his hotel so he could catch up with sleep that he had missed out on during the flight. After a few seconds the door of the plane popped open and in walked Co-Owner of Sin City Wrestling Mark Ward. Behind him was a security guard as the two entered the plane they looked around the first class cabin looking for someone. Finally Mark’s eyes landed on Melody Grace as she exited the lavatory her look was completely changed since boarding the flight. Mark made his way over towards Melody and smirked as he looked across the plane at James.  

Hot Stuff: Ready to go Mrs Huntington Hawkes? We’re going to be late.

Choosing to ignore his sly remark Melody grabbed her black Chanel bag and placed it over her shoulder. Looking up at her boss she smiled before replying.

Melody: I can’t control the wind speed Marky Mark.

Grabbing onto the handle of her bright yellow suitcase Melody was ready to go but Mark wasn’t moving just yet as he continued to look between James and Melody.

Hot Stuff: Don’t be wise with me.

Melody quickly ran her free hand through her now slightly curly hair and smiled as she took a step forward towards the front of the plane, looking for the exit.

Melody: Yeah, yeah!

She was now in plain view of her Husband but she didn’t look back to see him or wave him off Melody kept her eyes to the front of the plane. She was dressed up nicely as if she was about to head off to a business meeting. Starting from the bottom she wore a pair of pin point Christian Louboutin heels that gave her some extra height, while her already long and toned legs were covered by a pair of sheer black stockings. The stocking had a slight pattern on them on the front of a line but it disappeared under her short black felt skirt that screamed playfulness. Around her hips was a brown belt that tied together at the front like a small bow, another addition to her softer girly side. Her top was a long sleeved black and white striped shirt that was tucked into her skirt. It was tight, almost skin tight showing over her womanly curves. Around her neck was a black infinity scarf but underneath the scarf was a long gold chain with a cross pendant hanging off it. As she walked behind Mark Ward he quickly turned back to look at her.  

Hot Stuff: Alright you got everything?

Melody just smiled her bright white smile as she tossed her Chanel back up over her shoulder so that it was now sitting across her chest and down to the side of her. Her face was perfectly made up with a natural glow of make up while her hair was free flowing and slightly curled she had clearly been up to something in the last hours of the flight.

Melody: Yep!

She was ready to go like five minutes ago but for some reason Mark was dragging this out as he kept looking around the plane. Well he kept looking at James who was looking at both Melody and Mark confused as to what on earth they were up to.

Hot Stuff: Alright let’s go Mrs Huntington Hawkes.

With a cocky wink directed at James, Mark lead the way as the security guard watched him walk off the plane. Just before Melody exited the plane she looked back over her shoulder at James flashing him a slight smile before ducking her head down to focus on walking. The fact is this wasn’t in any way a normal for the air line company but when you have money anything can happen for the right price and right now Melody was late to a really important business meeting that Mark just knew he was going to make a killing off of so he didn’t care how many rules he had to bend, he just needed to get Melody off that flight, through customs and off to the land of money making.

***

Monday January 5th 2015.
A phone call transcript between a Mother and a Daughter,

Cheryl: So let me get this straight, you’re married to a boy that you weren’t even dating to begin with?

Melody: Yes mom, that’s correct.

Cheryl: Right and why did that happen again?

Melody: Because I’m an idiot.

Cheryl: Hey don’t be so hard on yourself.

Melody: I don’t understand aren’t you meant to be like angry at me right now not all peaceful and calm?

Cheryl: Oh baby, I could never be mad at you... a little concerned but never mad at you.

Melody: Thanks Mom.

Cheryl: So tell me what’s he like?

Melody: I work with him, you probably know him off TV... Its James Huntington Hawkes... or J2H whatever he goes by nowadays.

Cheryl: You married that spoilt brat?

Melody: Yep, I don’t do things by halves.

Cheryl: That is true, oh Melly I wish I could just hold you close and hug all of this out of you.

Melody: I really need you Mom, I’m worried what people will say when this all comes out to be one big lie.

Cheryl: Ignore them Mel.

Melody: That’s easier said than done Mom.

Cheryl: They will just be jealous that you landed a young hottie.

Melody: MOM!

Cheryl: What? I’m allowed to Google search my Son in law you know... you didn’t do too badly Melly, that smile would send fan girls screaming into passing out.

Melody: I really don’t think that will happen.

Cheryl: Just trying to cheer you up honey, at least you have something to look at during your stint as a married couple. So where is he now? I would like to talk to him.

Melody: That’s never going to happen. He is somewhere in London.

Cheryl: He’s not even staying with you?

Melody: He hates me Mom, like truly hates me.

Cheryl: He can’t hate you if he married you dear.

Melody: You should have seen his face when he woke up beside me; I’ve never felt so worthless in my whole entire life. I just wanted to cry Mom, there wasn’t a hint of joy what-so-ever it was just pure disgust and hate.

Cheryl: Then the boy is blind; you’re the worlds best catch Melody Grace don’t ever let any man make you feel any different. It’s his loss; he could have everything he wanted in life right now and if he chooses to let you go than screw him.

Melody: I guess.

Cheryl: Hey knock that doubt out of your tone; you fix that bottom lip up girl. You need to show him and the world that you’re fine with this. You need to be confident. I get that you two aren’t going to be together forever but trust me Melody right now you need to be the bigger person. You need to be the happy care free girl that you are...

Melody: He thinks that’s annoying.

Cheryl: Why should you care if he thinks that’s annoying? Screw him he’s not the King Melody, you can do whatever you want in front of him. Just be yourself.

Melody: So how is Dad taking all of this?

Cheryl: How do you think?

Melody: I’m never coming back home, I’m running away.

Cheryl: Don’t be stupid, we will support you no matter what I think he is more upset that you didn’t pick Roger and you went with some guy that has no life skills what-so-ever.

Melody: Ahhh so he’s not cranky at me for getting married and tainting the family name, he is cranky at me for not picking a farm boy?

Cheryl: Bingo baby bingo.

Melody: Men, why are they so confusing?

Cheryl: They really aren’t Melody... you just need to train them, find a weakness and tweak at it til it works in your favour.

Melody: Right!

Cheryl: So tell me what are you going to do when you see James again?

Melody: Be my delightful self?

Cheryl: That’s my girl. It’s the only way you’re going to come out of this unharmed Melody, if you stay positive nothing anyone says will bring you down.

Melody: Thanks Mom, sometimes I forget that.

Cheryl: We all do honey, that’s a part of life. Now tell me what big match have you got in store for us?

Melody: I’m tagging with my friend Misty and we are taking on Amanda and Veronica... you know the mean girls.

Cheryl: Oh those twats.

Melody: MOM!

Cheryl: Well they are. No one says anything mean about my beautiful daughter and gets away with it. Wait... did you say Misty, as in the Misty that kidnapped you?

Melody: Yeah, we are friends now.

Cheryl: I can’t keep up with all of the soap drama.

Melody: Yet you can watch the bold and the beautiful?

Cheryl: Whoa, whoa, whoa don’t go bad mouthing my favourite TV show of all time.

Melody: I think I found where I got my nuttiness from.

Cheryl: You better believe it; okay... well I’ll talk to you again soon okay?

Melody: I’ll call you every day while I’m on tour.

Cheryl: Make sure you stay with Odette; I like her and she looks after you.  

Melody: I will try Mom but she won’t be able to travel with us for long.

Cheryl: I know... how exciting, do we know if it’s a boy or girl yet?

Melody: It’s a big secret, Gabriel and Odette won’t tell anyone anything!

Cheryl: That’s what your Father and I did with you.

Melody: Lame I would be telling everyone like as soon as I knew.

Cheryl: Interesting so should your Father and I worry about potential grandchildren?

Melody: That’s not even remotely funny.

Cheryl: What a Mother can dream can’t she?

Melody: He can barely look at me, let alone touch me Mom.

Cheryl: What a silly boy, are you sure he is human?

Melody: Very sure.

Cheryl: Don’t stress over it honey, maybe he just needs some time to adjust.

Melody: I don’t want to be married Mom.

Cheryl: I know sweetie.

Melody: Yet the more I say that the more divorce scares the Jesus out of me.

Cheryl: Why?

Melody: Who is going to want the left overs of someone else?

Cheryl: MELODY GRACE!!! IF I EVER HEAR YOU REFER TO YOURSELF LIKE THAT AGAIN I’LL COME OVER THERE AND KICK YOUR ASS, YOU HEAR ME?

Melody: Stop yelling at me!

Cheryl: Put a damn smile on your face and go out and travel the world Mel, you’re young, beautiful and smart you will bounce back from this with massive leaps and bounds.

Melody: I hope so.

Cheryl: Well I know so. What you need to do is dress up look your best and keep a white smile on your face, you got this Melly-bear. He can’t hurt

 <p style="color:#B2A1ED">Hello all, it’s me again. Did you miss me? I sure did miss you, it’s been one full week since I’ve seen your beautiful faces and I can’t wait to see them all again this Sunday on Climax Control. OH boy what a week it has been for this little blonde bombshell. Roxi and I gave Misty a makeover and boy oh boy does she look like a brand new woman. Like seriously, what a smoking hot momma.  Roxi and I should totally go into business or something of making people beautiful. It’s not that Misty wasn’t beautiful before it’s just now she is extra beautiful. I would like to give a special shout out to Misty for playing along, I mean for a second there I thought she was going to run away lucky I took the butterfly net with me. You never know when you might need to go all Operation Jellyfish on some one.

So Misty got the whole nine yards, like she got new hair, she got her eyebrows did, she got some even more waxing. They pounded her on the massage chair with these hot stone things, and it sounded like she was in pure heaven. Poor Roxi and I were just sitting in the waiting room waiting for our turn to come, but it never came. That’s why we still look the same ol same ol. While Misty was away in the room I was reading the menu to the salon and did you know that on Thursdays you can get your hair bleached by a guy called A’nal? I tried to talk Misty in to getting some of that, but she was like “no sweetie, it’s not what you think.” I’m pretty sure I know how to read, and it said Anal bleaching two hundred and twenty two dollars. Now I know anal might be how his name is spelt but I’m pretty fancy and stuff so I’m pretty sure they would pronounce it A’nul. You know kids and their wacky names these days.

Not only did we help transform Misty from a caterpillar into a beautiful Butterfly, but I also went on a date. Me I know right? Melody Grace went on a date... it was okay, although I don’t think he’s my type he was all like “let’s go back to my place and you can stay the night” and I was all like “but I don’t have any spare clothes with me” and he was like “what does that matter?” and I was like “HEEEEELLLLOOOOOO basic hygiene.” Boys you can’t pick them these days. They’re either a neat freak that spends more time in front of a mirror flexing then I do whilst doing my hair or they’re dirty smelly hygiene rule breakers. I know you’re all thinking, Melody you can’t stereotype all males into two categories... well I know that silly but... I have been on like two real dates now so I’m pretty sure my survey is pretty even at fifty – fifty on this topic.  

Hmm what else happened this week? Oh Odette and I went house hunting, she doesn’t want me to move out but I’m pretty sure when Baby Stevens comes along that baby is going to cry a lot and I really like my sleep. It’s not that I don’t love Gabriel or Odette anymore, they have been really helpful and understand throughout my whole time of knowing them. I just wished Gabriel and Drake would stop fighting on Twitter and at the shows. It’s REALLY hard to keep friends these days when you’ve got your family trying to rip them apart. Hopefully Drake and Gabriel sort it all out soon because I really want Drake to take me to see Bruno Mars, even tho he is all puppy dog eyes over Trishelle what’s-her-face. Sigh! Why can’t the world just get along?

Speaking of getting along, did you see James Huntington Hawkes be all nice and stuff to me on Twitter? I knew I could get him to turn around and like me. It all just takes time, baby steps if you will. Although imagine if that friendship was real and not just in my head, Despy would shut that down faster than Rage shuts down any opportunity for fun. Oh well moving right along...

So this weekend I get to step foot inside the six sided ring with my new BEST FRIENDS in Misty and Roxi. It’s Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United first match up as a team and we are facing the forgotten Mean Girl Mercedes, Mikah who I actually really like so this sucks and their tag team partner Desiree Drake... which at first I thought was a cleaver name for like “Desire Drake” so I thought she was trying to get Drake’s attention so he could lover her and leave her but it turns out it’s her actual name... who knew. Also who knew that you needed two e’s on the end of Desire? Not this little blonde duck that’s for sure.

Wait a minute, never mind.

So as I was saying this Sunday we will be taking on that team in our first ever group match, in our new stable and do you think for one minute that we aren’t going to win this thing? Pfft you’re out of your bloody mind.  All week I have heard people saying the Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United is the perfect blend of past, present and future... but I would like to inform you that our team is very much, present, present and present. We are all in the now; we are all very much ready to dominate Sin City Wrestling at any moment. Misty might be a touch older than me but she would still kick my ass with her hands tied behind her back, Roxi might be a touch older than me but she could kick my ass in her sleep... but to all of you SCW Bombshells don’t see that a weakness or me pointing out a scab just ready waiting to be picked... because trust me... I could beat you all any damn day any damn time any damn circumstance, why? Because my trainer made me tough, super tough... the kinda of tough that make others turn emerald with envy.

Anyways let’s get on with the show shall we? Also TEAM SUPER SPRINKLE UNICORN LOVERS UNITED, here we go!!!!

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Operation gets Odette Stevens out of the house.

Odette: Mel, I really don’t feel like going shopping today.

Odette was sitting across from Melody at the large marble breakfast bar that was in the centre of the Steven’s kitchen. Melody looked up and over at Odette her jaw dropping in shock.

Melody: Whoa, are you feeling okay?

Reaching over Melody went to place the back of her right hand onto Odette’s forehead to check her temperature but Odette pulled away, shooing Melody’s hand away.

Odette: Oh be quiet you. I just don’t feel like going out.

The two girls shared a smile and a small giggle as Odette went back to scrolling through her IPhone looking at expensive things that she wanted to buy. Melody on the other hand was watching Odette like a hawk while shovelling cornflakes into her mouth.  

Melody: And why not?

Her right hand came up to cover her mouth so Odette didn’t see what she was eating; Melody was a lady like that.

Odette: I have things to do around the house Mel.

Melody’s eyes left Odette as she scanned them around the house, there was nothing to be done the house was spotless, the cleaners had already been through it. Turning back to Odette, she narrowed her eyes she was playing her.

Melody: Well Gabriel can do them.

Saying that statement with a simple shrug of the shoulders Melody watched and waited as Odette finally put the phone down and make a sarcastic ha sound.  

Odette: Yeah right!

Speaking of Gabriel, as soon as Melody mentioned his name Odette was looking out for him. She hadn’t seen him all morning and that was extremely odd for her.

Melody: I’m sure he would do anything just to see you leave the house for a while today.

Letting her words sink in Melody quickly finished her bowl of cereal before jumping down for the high bar stools. Taking her dishes to the sink to wash them, before she got anywhere near the sink she was stopped by Odette’s hand that was now resting on her shoulder.

Odette: Why, what are you two up to?

The Australian Bombshell was looking directly at Melody who was trying to find a way out of this mess.

Melody: NOTHING!!! Nothing... we just think that you need to go have some girl time.

Shrugging Odette off Melody continued on towards the sink where she started to wash up her bowl and spoon but she wasn’t alone. Odette was no standing beside her looking into the reflection of the large window in front of them looking at Melody’s face for answers.

Odette: and why do I need girl time?

Melody kept on washing up trying to hide the excited look on her face as she quickly finished them off. As she placed the dishes on the side of the sink to air dry Melody dried her hands off before playfully poking Odette’s baby bump that was forming nicely.

Melody: Because soon a little Princess or Prince is going to be here and you won’t have time for girl time.

Tilting her head to the side Melody’s blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders while Odette was looking at her firmly she knew that Melody was up to something, she just couldn’t put her finger on it.

Odette: I’m not going to be one of those hermit mothers that just stays at home all the time.

Odette bit back at Melody, she didn’t mean to it’s just for the last few weeks that’s all people had been telling her. That when the baby comes she won’t have time for fun, she won’t have time for herself, she won’t have time for girl time and that her time with Gabriel would be affected. She was over it, she knew that she would be different.  

Melody: Really, because over the last nineteen weeks that’s all you have really done, you don’t go anywhere unless you’re right beside Gabriel.

Melody just backed up what Odette was thinking, the thing is she can say it and get away with it while others couldn’t. Melody took a step towards Odette and smiled to reassure her she was just being friendly.  

Odette: Don’t be silly, I went to... um...

As Odette tried to remember the last time she went out without Gabriel she couldn’t, making Melody’s point sink in.  

Melody: See my point now go get ready I have a full day planned for you.

Reaching out Melody placed her hands on Odette’s shoulders as she used them to turn Odette around and pointed her in the direction of the stairs.

Odette: What are we doing?

Looking back over her shoulder towards the young blonde Odette smiled, she hated secret just as much as Melody did.

Melody: Well first we are going to get pregnancy massages.

Melody smiled as she ushered Odette towards the stair one step at a time as Odette was being stubborn.

Odette: You’re not pregnant Mel!

Odette couldn’t keep a straight face as she watched Melody struggle to get out of this one.

Melody: I know, but I had a hamburger last night, so it’s like a food baby!

The two girls shared a laugh before finally Odette gave in and started to walk towards the stairs. As she started her accent up them she stopped and turned back towards Melody.

Odette: You’re a dork, what else are we doing?

Looking up at her best friend from the first floor Melody just smiled.

Melody: Well after we get pampered Christian Louboutin have booked you in for a shoe fitting than Chanel has you booked in for an exclusive bag viewing... also you need to find Gabriel a Christmas present so I have arranged for you to go to the watch store that he likes.

She couldn’t wipe the smile off her face as her plan came to life, she was ready to spoil Odette the best way she knew how with SHOPPING!!!

Odette: You did all of this for me?

Odette’s green eyes started to well up and Melody knew what was coming.

Melody: Of course I did, I love you... you’re my best friend.

Odette’s right hand came up to sit on her baby belly, rubbing it gently she smiled.

Odette: I love you too Mel.

All the while tears built up in Odette’s eyes. You see she might have missed out on morning sickness but she surely didn’t miss out on getting emotional at every nice thing someone did for her. Melody sighed as she too started to feel a little emotional.

Melody: No tears or I’m going to cry and it took me like twenty minutes just to do my eyeliner this morning. Now go up stairs and change, we have to out of the house in forty-five minutes.  

Putting her foot down the young Californian watched as Odette whipped the tears from her eyes.

Odette: Forty-five minutes?

Her mouth flew open, that wasn’t going to be enough time for her to get ready but hey she would have to try. Melody nodded her head up and down.

Melody: It will be really hard for you I know, so chop, chop don’t waste a single second.

Odette smiled and took off up the stairs at a slow yet rushed paced she was being careful not too tripped up the stairs. When she was out of sight Melody could feel a set of eyes on her from across the room. Turning around slowly she was ready and waiting for him.

Gabriel: Thank you for doing this Melody.

Gabriel handed over a small handful of cards to Melody, as Melody just smiled she stuffed them into the back pocket of her jeans.

Melody: Don’t mention it...

Smiling like she had just won the lottery Melody knew that Gabriel had just handed over his credit card for Odette and her to use today without having to worry about a single cent that was no doubt about to be spent.

Gabriel: So the day is fully booked out?

Gabriel looked down at Melody, his face was cool and calm he just wanted to hear from her that she had held up her end of the bargain.

Melody: Yes we won’t be back til around seven tonight, I could have tried for later but you know Odette she won’t eat out unless you’re with her.

Another thing that Gabriel had to adjust to since Odette fell pregnant she wouldn’t go out for dinner without him. Gabriel had put it down to the fact that Odette was just concerned that something might happen to her without him. It was a comforting thought even tho it slightly grinded his gears.

Gabriel: Brilliant.

Gabriel went to walk away but Melody’s song like voice stopped him.

Melody: Now can you tell me what the big surprise is?

Walking around him she now stood directly in front of him looking up at him for answers.

Gabriel: Unlikely, you’ll blab it out to O today.

Her bottom lip puffed out as she sniffed back some fake tears trying to make Gabriel feel bad.

Melody: I won’t tell her anything if you buy me a Lamborghini.

Gabriel couldn’t help but chuckle at her attempt to get him to buy her dream car. Melody’s hazel eyes looked up at him all innocent all pleading as she waited for him to say “sure thing”

Gabriel: I’m not buying you a car Mel.

Drats! Melody’s cute little give me face turned into a slightly annoyed spoilt kid face.

Melody: Nuts! Can I at least drive the Bugatti today?

Gabriel once again laughed as he smirked down at her, almost reminded of himself with her subtle hints of greed.

Gabriel: Wishful thinking, mine never but you can take Odette’s she has a Veyron to you know.

He took off towards the front door but Gabriel wasn’t making the journey alone as Melody skipped up behind him.

Melody: But yours is newer and faster.

She was trying to flatter him, why wouldn’t she try this approach? She would love to take his high powered car out for a spin, just so she could drive to Rage’s house and blare the horn in the driveway until it was broken just to annoy her older brother.

Gabriel: That’s exactly why you won’t be driving it.

It was like Gabriel had just read her mind and knew what he was going to do with his car. Melody looked up at him her little heart breaking as he said no to her, but she knew that this look only worked for Odette. She had obviously spent too much time living with them.

Melody: Okay fine...

Throwing her hands up in the air disappointed Melody claimed defeat as she twirled away from Gabriel and made her way over towards the nearest chair flopping into it like a kid who had just been told that they couldn’t have ice cream. As Melody pouted away in the corner Gabriel smirked, he let her have her moment before springing a surprise on her as well.

Gabriel: Don’t look so disappointed Melody, trust me when you get home you will be just as surprised as O.

Without another word said Gabriel disappeared out the front door and off to where ever he was going, while Melody looked at the front door with a cheesy smile on her face.

Melody: OH MY GOD!!!! Odette and I are soooo getting MATCHING Lamborghinis!!!!

Melody couldn’t contain her excitement as she leapt up from the chair only to jump onto it and jump up and down like she was at a crazy house party. Just as she was really starting to celebrate she heard a knock coming from up stairs and she stopped what she was doing and ran up stairs frantically to check on Odette.

***

<p style="color:#B2A1ED">Let’s get down to business. This Sunday I will be in a tag team match up once again standing beside my new tag team partners in the team of Misty and Roxi... together we are known as Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United and we mean business. Like the type of business of kicking ass and taking names. Come Sunday we will be the strong unit that we are individually, but we will finally be together. How in the hell do you think that anyone on the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roster can stop us. Look at us we’re packing more heat than the sun on a hot summers day.

We have Misty and multi Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion a legend in this game one tough bitch that shouldn’t be messed with. I should know I mean she did kidnap me once, I know exactly what Misty is like she unpredictable and guess what? She’s on our team. So I’m writing that down as a mega strength. Misty not know knows this sport inside and out but she has lived it a breathed it more than any other Bombshell on our roster. She is the original Bombshell she is the chick that still gets booked in main events, she still is requested worldwide to represent Sin City Wrestling and the sport wrestling alone. Not Delia, Not Liz Biggie Smalls, not Mercedes, not Veronica I’m a fake model Taylor... Misty. If Women’s wrestling had a handbook written on it Misty would be the driving force behind it. Yes she has had some tough battles; yes she has lost some matches in her time... but look at everyone else’s’ win loss draws don’t look the best either... so I think it’s about time that Misty takes all the mean things that people say about her, bunches it all up into a little ball and shoves it down their throats and shuts them up for good. Why? Because she can and she will... you see this make over Roxi and I gave her is just the kick in the ass that Misty needs to get her confidence back, soon she will be palming boys away from her and she will forget all about Drake Green (I still love you) she will forget all about Delia and her crows cruel words and she will eat them all up and use it for fuel as she comes crashing down on their doors taking their precious little baby grip that have on the top of the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roster away from them.

Next up we have Roxi on our team, hello she is a freaking Super Hero for crying out loud. She is unstoppable, strong, and beautiful and the nicest thing since Mrs Ryder’s apple pie. Roxi is another woman that has been in this business for a while she knows the ins and outs of it, she knows things before they happen, she is our eyes. She is the guiding light that this roster needed when the Mean Girls took over... it’s just a shame that no one had the guts to stand up and fight alongside her. Until now... now look at her she stated a claim that she would end the reign of darkness that was being casted over the roster and now look at the sunshine that is coming in glowing... BLINDING people!!! Sin City Wrestling needs Roxi, like trees need water to grow, like Humans need air to live... she although she is quite at times, although she is reserved on her judgement she is a true pioneer she is a true leader Roxi will help bring down the darkness in SCW like the super hero she is... and she’ll do it without even breaking a sweat. She a multi champion not just in Sin City Wrestling but outside as well she is very established what more could a girl ask for on her team? Oh yeah that’s right? She is one of my dearest friends who would do anything for me like I would do anything for her. We built this team on a strong foundation of friendship and that’s how it will remain until the end of time because even without Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United... we would still be Team Super Sprinkles... and that right there ladies and gentlemen is a team not to be messed with.

Okay, okay, okay I guess it time that I talk about my opponents I don’t really want to... I hate saying bad things about people but I guess when you’re in this sport it comes with the day to day grind. Okay let me start this thing off with Mikah.

Mikah, Mikah, Mikah... I love your hair and your dress sense is on par with some of the greatest dress sense I’ve ever seen in my life. Wait a minute... that was all compliments... let me try this again Mikah you smell and I don’t like you (just kidding please don’t hate me, I do like you... and Gavin even though he lit a unicorn on fire) Mikah even though she is a dirty girl she has been nothing but nice to me since joining Sin City Wrestling. I have nothing but respect for her, she is strong athletic and has done nothing but turned heads since coming into our world. Beating her will be hard, but this week it’s a must. Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United can’t start their journey together with a loss so that’s why Mikah I have to put our friendship on the back burner and focus on what I have to do and that’s make sure that my team wins. You understand right? You must feel the same way... it must be unfair for you to be on a team that you will basically have to carry because your other team members are useless. I feel sorry for you but in the good way. You will be the shining light in your team Mikah Squeaker... don’t feel so bad about it... just know that the whole world knows that you’ll be the driving force behind your team. Great things will soon come your way in SCW I can feel it... plus you have one of the strongest backings in the business with The Rejects... regardless of the outcome of this match you don’t need to worry because the name Mikah Stephens will still be lit up in lights.

I’m so nice, it hurts sometimes.

Next up we have Mercedes, the current Sin City Wrestling Roulette Champion... or as I like to call her the forgotten Mean Girl because let’s face it she is only one that doesn’t get on Twitter and act like a thirteen year old girl who has just become a woman... like seriously girl what the heck is wrong with your team? You have the “pregnant” one who is willing to wrestle while she is up the duff and may cause serious deformities to her unborn child or even worse she may actually kill it... then you have Liz Smalls who is kinda like a friend but not a friend because you all kinda pick on her but then you’re all like hash-tag Mean Girls. Hash-tag OMG Besties.  And people say I’m confusing, you ladies take the cake. Then in your squad you have Veronica Taylor, who is the most annoying person I have ever met in my life. How do I know she is annoying? Because she even got Ringo to tweet at her and he tweets to no one... but she’s like “I’m a model” and the rest of us are like... “I ain’t ever seen you on a magazine before” You need to have a serious sit down with your team and talk about what the hell they are actually doing. You see Delia might be the leader by name, but really you’re the only one in that team with wits. It’s hard to say this but you might be my actual favourite Mean Girl. By that I mean you’re less annoying and more centred... but hey, you’re still a Mean Girl. The most reliable Mean Girl that ever lived... the consistent Mean Girl, but even though you’re all this and a bag of potato chips no doubt you still have a weakness and trust me doll face, Emma Rose has told me alllllllllll about them.

I find it funny when people say to me all the time “how could you be a wrestler, you’re so umm dumb?” I might not be the sharpest sharpie in the pen world, but I do have the right friends... friends with knowledge, friends with power, and friends with strength... I’ve got this knack for finding out information. I got it locked and loaded. I know all about Mercedes hot headedness her mean streak... that will ultimately lead to her down fall. This week will just be the start of her descent to the pits of the bottom of the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell roster, bank on it because... once her team loses on Sunday she won’t be such a threat to the competition she will be wounded and like all proud animals that get wounded they often strike to hard and fast the following time and end up down and out. I can see that title belt slipping out of Mercedes hands very shortly and when it happens I’ll be the first to say HA HA!!!

I’m so mature, it almost kills me.

Now last but definitely least... Desiree Drake. The old Double D!!!! The I haven’t told everyone how good looking I am in the last two minutes so I better retell everyone... everyone... hello everyone... come see how good looking I am. The OH MY GOD I’M SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU

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Sorry I passed out from pure boredom. Like Sin City Wrestling doesn’t have enough girls all claiming to be the best all claiming to be the Queen B. So original it hurts... so original it looks like every other girls promotional like seriously half of the SCW Bombshell roster could just reuse each other’s material and we would never know because they haven’t had an original thought between the lot of them since they heard “I’m the Queen of Wrestling” so they all grabbed at it and now claim that they started it. Well Desiree let me be the first to say this, you didn’t start anything you’re just a needy follower who needs attention. You remind me of a cat who pleads for its back to be scratched but if you do it wrong or for too long you strike out and attack. Lame! This is why blondes like me get a bad rap because blondes like you go out and say stupid shit. You see I watched your little debut promo and boy oh boy it was just like watching everyone else’s who imply to be a bad bitch, claiming to the best thing since slice bread. You’re not a bad bitch, you’re just simply bad... it’s like you saw a Mercedes promo and went all, look at this bitch being all nasty, I’m going to go out and out nasty her with my nasty ways... yawn, what a bore.

Let this be a public announcement... I’m sick of seeing “bad bitches” doing regular bitches shit. Like if you say you’re going to be a “bad bitch” at least go out and do something bad, like I dunno rob a bank or something? Taking six thousands selfies with your ass up in the air doesn’t make you bad... it makes you a girl who is bored, so she un-bores herself by taking six thousand selfies on her phone with her ass out. There’s nothing gangster about it, there is nothing sinister about it, there is nothing bad about it (other than the odd pimply ass, or hail damaged badonkadonk) stop just stop. You’re embarrassing yourself and yes you might get ten likes on Twitter and twenty retweets but that isn’t a measurement for how amazing you claim to be it’s just a measurement of how many sausages you made tickle in delight.

So here we have Desiree claiming to be the Queen of the Mountain when in reality she will be tripping over the first little bit of trouble that’s the size of a hill. I don’t have time for people like this nor do I care how rude this makes me. I’m so sick and tired of watching all these “new” girls walk into the company using recycled washed up comments.

Time to finish this up... come Sunday night Roxi, Misty and I will be walking (well I’ll be skipping but don’t tell anyone) to Climax Control with a game plan.

The game plan is simple...

Beat the other team...

Send a message...

Make sure it’s heard loud and clear.

Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United is coming for you...

You have been warned...

Okay, can I go back to being nice now? Oh thank God this promo stuff kills me, like really... I need to go out and cleanse myself now... with a big drink of strawberry milk... I need to shake off all that negativity in a glitter shower or something.

Goodnight my little Melephants, I miss you and I love you, but come Sunday I will be with you all again and together we can air hug and be connected worldwide.

You are my sunshine.

 <p style="color:#B2A1ED">Wow, what busy week I have had. I mean have you seen me networking on Twitter? At the beginning of the week I only had thirty followers now I have over one hundred that’s A LOT of new friends I have to get to know. During the week I had interactions with Gabriel Asar, Amy Marshall who by the way said she didn’t want to be my tag team partner because she already has one in Jessie Salco... pfft, who is Jessie Salco? The Punk Sparkles sounds better than the Punk and Metal Connection anyways, oh well Odette told me to just ignore it. So I am. Not only did I talk to them I was talking the Sin City Wrestling fresh blood in Caleb, Hydro and JT what a nice bunch of boys, I ever got to party with them. See James people do like me, people do want to be seen with me. Secretly I think James likes me, but he couldn’t handle what I have to offer; he isn’t ready for all my glitter and sparkles that follows that would out shine all his gold. So he can sit there and pretend that he hates me and send me mean tweets, but I know that he wishes he was on the Melody Grace Christmas card list, everyone wants a Christmas card with a unicorn on it. It’s just common knowledge. Plus Simpson get’s one and that giant man knows where it’s at, he’s so smart... plus he likes me... eeeep I’ve said too much.  

I mean I heard a rumour that he likes me; he thinks I’m just a happy go lucky sweet girl, which is true. Although I have no real evidence to support this matter, because it’s not like I have ever been to a J2H party or anything.... like ever. I wouldn’t even know where he lives, or that his pool just turned five recently so they had a massive birthday bash for it and James being the toad that he is didn’t even buy it a birthday present. No one likes toads James, that’s why their called toads.

Moving along, I tried not to annoy Rage too much this week, Synn says that he is stressed (when isn’t he?) and that Joshua and I should go easy on him. BLAH! I hate being told no! And that’s all the formally bald man does, is tell me no. No we can’t get matching bracelets. No I can’t style his hair. NO you can’t meet my brother. No I can’t breathe in his presence, NO! He won’t take me kitten shopping, no, no, no, no, no, no! I just want a pet something I can love and squeeze and hold and worship and pet and braid its hair. Why is everyone so against me getting a pet? It’s not like I have to feed it or anything? I mean... they do that themselves, I’ve seen it on the pet food adds.

I tried to be nice to Delia on Twitter, but she was really rude back to me. I’m just trying to help the whole triangle that Delia, Despy and I are in... I mean what if we all have to hang out together at the same time? She would just be so rude and I would be left feeling like well the opposite to happy. I can’t say I’m sad, either because wrestlers aren’t meant to show negative emotions. I mean we are meant to show anger, hate, lust, envy, we are meant to show aggression... all of these horribly mean attributes (excluding my Sin family because they do it gracefully and they're hot) but as soon as we show realness we are slandered?

So what if I cry, I’m only human... I’m fairly sure I saw Gabriel get a bit teary when Odette said that she was pregnant... does that make him weak? No it makes him real, it makes him full of passion for her and that’s wonderful! Yet when I cry because someone is mean to me and hurts my feelings all of a sudden I can’t be a wrestler? I’m tough, I’m built ford tough, but I’m real. I have feelings... I just wish some of you blind people would open your eyes and see this.

BUT NO! Because I’m so young, I must be treated like I’m stupid and can’t do anything. NO, NO, NO, NO, NOOOOOOOOO! I soooo want to find that word and punch that word in the face. This is why I LOVE Odette, she never says no to me, she just tells me to think before I do certain things but she supports me no matter what. This is why I love Despy because he never says no to me, or if he thinks the situation is too dangerous he comes along with me I mean who doesn’t love the story of a Unicorn Lover and a Teddy Bear Crusader going to Wal-Mart on a mission to buy all the My Little Pony DVDs and Looney Tunes memorabilia? That right there is movie worthy, Despy and I could make millions. But NO! We have to be watched like children! It’s not fair.

You know what else isn’t fair, that I have to face Necra and she can’t even say one positive thing about me? Not one single thing. All she did was talk about her and how good she is because she is evil. Wow. I’m impressed... seriously, I mean what’s changed? I’m not the one to slander my opponents I’m the type of girl who can see the greatness in them all, but the fact that Necra couldn’t even give me anything... that makes my blood boil. She might have beaten Odette in a tricky fluke, but cross my heart hope to die stick a thousand needles in my eyes... she wills never ever, ever, never, eveeeeer beat me. Why? Because I have so much to prove to EVERYONE! Why? Because sometimes the blind need to be stepped in the right direction, Necra thinks she knows me, but she knows nothing much like Jon Snow... I’m coming like winter, and I’m going to out shadow her darkness... with unicorns, glitter, sparkles, rainbows and gold...

It’s time to give the MeloSparkles a reason to shine; it’s time to take my next step up the food chain... Necra you’re in my way... I don’t like it and when I don’t like something, I step over it or around it... so this Sunday... I’ll be pushing straight through it coming at you full force, full throttle and like all good piggies Necra, you’ll be left stuck in the mud!

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLL RUUUUUUUUUUUUUSH!!!

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The party at the J2H mansion was well underway, James had arrived and made his grand entrance leaving the girls all in a craze fit to talk to him. As he leant up against the bar in the distance Melody kept her eyes on him at all times, making sure she knew where he was so he couldn’t bust her. She knew that if he found her here he would kick her out and let everyone know in SCW that was a crazed stalker. It wasn’t true, she was just fascinated by people, and something about the rich snobby brat was mysterious to Melody she had to find out what it was. Plus he hated her for no reason and it was Melody’s goal in life to never be hated.  As Melody continued to look at J2H and Ringo chat up the slutty nurses a large shadow crept over her.

Simpson: Ms Grace I trust that you’re enjoying yourself this evening?

Turning around Melody looked as if she had been scared half to death. Simpson had taken her by surprise. Her hands were covering her heart as it returned back to a normal beat.

Simpson: Are you feeling alright? I haven’t seen you eat anything!

Looking up at the big giant in front of her, Melody’s bottom lip dropped as a look of disappointment crossed her face.

Melody: There’s no fairy bread, what kind of party doesn’t have fairy bread? No lollies, or chips, or twiggy sticks, or pop corn or cordial?

As the look in her hazel eyes deepened into sadness Simpson cut her off gently by placing his right hand on her shoulder.

Simpson: Ah I see Ms Grace.

Looking around him to make sure that no one was watching Simpson bent forward and whispered into Melody’s ear.

Simpson: Follow me Ms Grace, I’ll take you to the good stuff... but remember this is our little secret.

As he fixed himself back up Simpson looked around once more while Melody tapped her nose as if to say she understood him.  

Melody: I won’t tell a single sole.

***
<p style="color:#B2A1ED">Simpson totally is like my new best friend, he is a powerful best friend too I mean who would mess with him? Also he surely knows how to look out for a girl, you see while everyone else is eating God only knows what fancy food J2H has ordered for his party I’m getting the VIP treatment to the good stuff... OMG is that a waterfall inside a house? What is James like a billionaire or something? And HOLY TACOS!!!!! I’m in his kitchen!!!!!!!!

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Melody: FRUUUUITTT TINGLEES!!!

Screaming that the top of her lungs Melody couldn’t control herself she was full of delight from the sight before her eyes. Simpson ushered Melody into J2H’s walk in pantry closing the door behind them trying to keep her quiet. Not that anyone could hear her as the music from both DJS was pounding throughout the house like a bass line.

Simpson: Shhh Ms Grace, Master James mustn’t know I’m showing you this!

Looking around the pantry she saw healthy food, staples, loads of protein powders, shakes everything and anything you name it and J2H had it. Towards the back of the pantry was the wall of candy. Looking up at it in amazement Melody jumped up and down. Her blonde hair bounced up and down from the moment, showing how high she was actually jumping.

Melody: Sorry Simpson, I just got excited.

Simpson just nodded at her, agreeing he wasn’t angry at her or anything he was just trying to protect them both. He knew that Melody wasn’t invited tonight, but still he had let her in and was making sure that she left without being humiliated by J2H. Simpson also had to protect himself because if J2H knew that he had allowed Melody to stay he would be in a world of trouble.

Melody: Wait are these your candies or James?

Turning to look back at Simpson she had to make sure that she wasn’t stealing his food.

Simpson: I know better than to put my candies in the kitchen Ms Grace.

Simpson let out a rare chuckle as Melody’s eyes lit up in excitement. Turning back around she eyed the shelves up and down.

Melody: Well then Simpson, step back because things are going to escalate very quickly.

As Melody was trying to find what she would eat first she was having a hard time, she also knew that she was on borrowed time so she would have to hurry. Grabbing a few different packets she turned around and handed some candy bars to Simpson sharing her bounty.

Simpson: I see you have a sweet tooth Ms Grace.

Simpson and Melody both walked to the middle island table that was in the middle of James walk in pantry that was basically a size of a small room. The two pulled out a chair, took a seat and started to unwrap their goodies.

Melody: Only the sweetest... now please call me Mel or Melody... Ms Grace reminds me of my past!

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<p style="color:#B2A1ED">Stand back, there’s a hurricane coming through! Annnnd it’s eating all of James goodies... see what happens when you’re mean to me? I eat all your candy... oh and it’s cheat meal day again, so I can have it all!! What are six thousand four hundred and fifty two burpees anyways? They’re a good time that’s what.

***

After James walked away, Melody popped her heard out from behind the pot plant. (I advise you to read J2H promo to follow this bit)

Melody: Secret squirrel stuff going on here. I should find out what's going on. I could be like Scooby Doo!

Watching him walk away into the distance Melody quickly ran out from behind the plant and took off like a bat out of hell looking for this secret person. She just knew that all secret meetings happen up stairs at parties while the party happens down stairs. Charging towards the stairs, she had to be careful as she stepped over the rope barricade that was meant to stop people from going up there. Laughing as she stumbled up the stairs from being way too excited and jacked up on sugar Melody ran up to the nearby wall slamming her back up against it she slid across it hero style as if she was in an action movie. Looking around each corner making sure the coast was clear before tip toeing across the floor boards like cat woman making sure her heels didn’t make a sound. As she looked into each of the rooms looking for this secret person, each room was styled to perfection. Every time she entered a room it was filled with more and more expensive items.

Looking around them she took in all of her surrounds, even taking in a few opportunities to run up and jump up and down on his many guest beds. Quickly jumping down from the bed, she fixed her mask and her hair in the mirror before continuing her business. Opening all the doors along a long hallway Melody found nothing, until she stumbled across J2H main bedroom. His bedroom! Looking in the lavish over the top expensive bedroom setting Melody’s jaw almost hit the floor, she knew he was loaded but not this loaded as she looked at all the designer goodies that lined his bedroom. Staring at his large super king size bed in the centre of the room Melody couldn’t help herself. She ran up and jumped on the super soft mattress, bouncing up and down sending his pillows flying across the room. Flopping onto her back she made a bed angel before pouncing back up to her feet and taking a quick look into his walk in wardrobe. He had more clothes than her, looking at them all amazed, she reach out and ran her fingers along all the suits trying to count them in her head getting confused somewhere between seventy and eighty she gave up counting and just stood in awe of all of his belongings.

As she stood there she could hear some voices coming down the hallway towards her, quickly thinking she hid amongst his clothes making sure that she wasn’t caught out. It wasn’t James that entered his bedroom it was redhead woman who was severely drunk, looking for James cat calling him to come and get her. Melody pulled apart the suits that she was hiding amongst and witnessed the drunk redhead slip off her dress and climb across James’ bed like a sexy cat. Letting out an “eeeep” Melody didn’t know what to do as the woman started calling for James loud and loud almost to the point of giving herself a climax. The scene was scary as Melody just backed into the suit once more hiding, trying to think of a way out.  It wasn’t long until the lady had stopped her show, and the sound of a loud thud was heard, she had rolled herself off the bed and passed out on the floor.

Taking her chance Melody ducked out of the walk in and ran towards the door before running down the hallway like a flash as lightening. In front of her eyes was a group of well suited up gentlemen who looked like there were here to talk business not celebrate Halloween, Melody had no way out but she saw a door to the left of her. Opening it quickly she shut it behind her. Bashing her head against something rough and hard, she bit down on her own tongue holding in a scream.

Melody: Ouch!

Turning to see what she had stumbled into she fumbled around the wall finding the light switch, flicking on the lights.

Melody: Who on earth would leave this in a cupboard?

Looking in front of her she witnessed a large tank, that looked like a hot water system but it wasn’t she didn’t know what it was but she knew that it was weird. Looking it up and down Melody saw a lever on the machine that was bent backwards and in her mind it was meant to be bent forwards.

Melody: Oh I see it’s broken.

Tugging on the metal lever Melody poked her tongue out of her mouth as she placed her left leg up on the front of the machine using it as balance as she tried to pull the lever towards her.

Melody: Ohhh I know I can fix it and then I’ll tell James I fixed it and he will HAVE to like me!

As Melody gave the lever one more massive tug, she heard it crack as it pulled forward before she heard a chorus of screams and cheering over power the music.

Melody: There fixed....

As she was about to open the door she heard screams of girls and the sound of running water.

Melody: Ooops!

***
<p style="color:#B2A1ED">I broke his house, oh no, oh no, oh no... Quick find Ava we have to leave.... we have to leeeeaveeee.

***

Melody: Ava, we have to go...

Melody was pulling on her cousin’s hand as she was trying to pull her away from the party and towards the front door.

Ava: It’s only water Mel!

Everyone was still dancing and having a great time all of them thinking this is part of James party plan.

Melody: You don understand we have to go, noooooow!!

Pulling on her arm fiercely the young blonde looked up at her cousin in fear.

Ava: What did you do?

Ava looked down at Melody and she knew that she had something to do with this, she knew that look on Melody’s face all too well.

Melody: Nothing, nothing, nothing!!!

Rolling her eyes Ava finally agreed and the two pretty blondes turned around to make their exit. Melody didn’t go far as she smashed straight into Simpson’s chest.

Simpson: Leaving so soon Ms Grace?

Simpson looked down at her with a straight face, he knew... of course he knew.

Melody: My hair is uhh, umm wet and I have to go... yeah um byeeeee!

Waving at him the two blondes high tailed from the house pushing past J2H as he entered his party room that was now being flooded by the sprinklers on the ceiling that Melody had accidently set off.

<FONT COLOR=81D8D0>J2H: </FONT>WHAT THE FUCK?!

James was so livid he didn’t even notice Melody scamper straight past him, her hand knocked into his as their skin touched Melody let out a shriek she thought that she was going to be busted but Ava kept pulling on arm running her out of harms way. James didn’t even bat and eyelid at the encounter as he just watched as the water rained down from above, only in his living room. At least he should consider himself lucky.

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<p style="color:#B2A1ED">I TOUCHED JAMES HUNTINGTON-HAWKES III!!!

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<p style="color:#B2A1ED">Now where was I? Oh yes that’s right Necra. Necra, Necra, Necra. Last week you said you were disappointed in having to face me and that you couldn’t believe that you’re facing a “nobody.” Correction, you’re not facing a nobody, you’re facing the newest girl on the Sin City Wrestling roster... you’re facing a girl that even tho she is only new to the payroll she has been around SCW if not for the same amount of time as you it maybe even a little bit longer. I might have started out as a fan girl in the business Necra but trust me, that’s not a weakness that’s a strength. I have seen people come and go, I have seen some of the best, and I have studied some of the best. You included. Wanna know why I have the upper hand tho? While I was studying you, you were busy at work. While I had allll the time in the world to get up to date on every Sin City Wrestling superstar and bombshell they had to offer you were all too busy focusing on your matches.  

I know their weaknesses I know their strengths... and you I know all about you. Pitiful little girl, who is still holding onto the light of her former victories let me paint this in a picture so even you can work out. I’m not like the other girls or do I care who you have beaten because trust me Necra I’ve been watching you fail from the sidelines for long enough to know where you’re hindered. Trust me everyone has that one obstacle they can’t get over, to me, you’re not it. You’ll never be it. You will fall just a fast as the rest of them. I might be this bubbly little girl that no one takes seriously but trust me, my eyes are wide open... I know exactly what I have to do to beat you. I will not bow to the Queen of the dead, I will not fall into the trap of this evil shadow you try and cast over the bombshells... because trust me Necra sparkles will always out flame any sort of darkness. Unicorns will always over power mummies and dead girls will always stay as dead girls. Intimidation is dead Necra... encouragement is in and I have all the encouragement that I need teaching me, training me, guiding me.  

Intimidation is the tool of the weak, by you trying to overshadow me and by you calling me a nobody just proves that I’m already five steps in front of you. The weak only try and bring the strong down with lies and cruel words. I didn’t pick you for one of those girls Necra... but like I said weakness always shows up in the craziest hours.

This is a no intimidation zone, my trainer won’t allow it.

This is my life now, I have chosen it... but now I have to show everyone that I know what I’m doing. Two weeks ago it all started with Orchid and now she is just a crushed flower who is wilting in the unfertilized soil of her career. You Necra claim to be a curse, well lucky for me I don’t believe in such filth. I’ve seen the Mummy returns, I know how this goes down... I’m the Brendan Fraser, you’re the mummies... Mr Fraser always ends up on top, so don’t think for a single second that I won’t follow suit.

This Sunday, you will find this NOBODY standing over your living breathing corpse and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it.

I don’t want to beat you Necra, I just have to and that my friend is a HUGE play maker.

It’s time to silence to critics; it’s time for this nobody from St. Helena California to hit the romper stomper on the dead girl from fantasy land.  

There is only room for one of us in fantasy land and I already called and booked in well ahead of you.

Let the mother of unicorns show you that the keeper of curses and slaves is nothing...

It all goes down this Sunday Necra...

This Sunday...

You’ll find out that Fantasy land isn’t big enough for the two of us... so I’m taking the keys and locking you out!!! Unicorns over slaves! Rainbows over darkness! Sparkles over curses! Melody over Necra!

At High Stakes, I’m coming for victory.

At High Stakes, Necra... I’m coming for you.

Mwwwwaaaaah!

 <p style="color:#B2A1ED">Hi, for all of you that don’t know me, my name is Melody Grace and you’re currently inside my mind. Neat huh? I can’t let you stay in here for too long though because there are things in here that I shouldn’t be giving away... like the location of Shane’s prized Breitling watch... it’s in his bedside table cupboard, in the... hey I see what you’re trying to make me do and it’s not going to work. I would never tell anyone’s secret that’s naughty.

What I will share with you is a little bit of information about me. My name is Melody Grace, oh wait I already said that... should we cut that out? No! Okay keep rolling. I’m a twenty year old Californian born and raised blonde female. I’m the only child of my parents and I was home schooled, that would probably explain a lot... but I try not to think about it because it makes me upset. I like all things bright and colourful and I’m obsessed with unicorns... don’t listen to Giani when he says that their not real, what would he know? People call him a Guido... what the heck is a Guido? That sounds like a made up animal to me. Anyways, I love unicorns, I love rainbows and I love Pegasus’... he’s a horse that has wings, how freaking cool is that right?

I first stepped into the world of wrestling, when I called up on a radio show that Odette was hosting, I got to ask her three questions and it was magical. From there I got to meet up with Odette and after that I decided to open her official website. Which by the way is still up and running and I’m trying to talk Odette and Gabriel letting me do a live stream of when they pick their baby up from the cabbage patch but so far they have declined. How rude you say, I know right! Odette is my idol, I look up to her, sure some of the things that she has done in her career has left me a little stumped but what can I say? I support whatever she does. She is my best friend and I’m her biggest fan. She is my rock and I’m so grateful that she let me into her life all those years ago, since then we have been a team. She is like my big sister and Gabriel is like my big brother... but Odette and Gabriel aren’t brother and sister because that would be super weird right? Since meeting Odette she has always made sure that I have been happy, she has also taken me all over the place and for that I am truly thankful. Let’s not forget she is also the one that introduced me to Despayre and Angel.

DESPY!!! Despy is MY bestest buddy, HE IS MY BESTEST pal... there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about what that cool cat is up to. He and Angel are the reason I get into so much trouble with Synn but I can’t help it, there’s something about Despy especially when he starts a sentence with “you know what we should do?” I just know that means we are going on a crazy adventure. People always ask Despy and I what is going on, are we together? Are we in love? The answer is yes, I mean when he and I are in the same room we’re together and as for the love thing. I love Despy more than I love vanilla ice cream with sprinkles, by love I don’t mean the lets run off and get hitched love, icky. I mean the love that I have for him means I would protect him by any means necessary. Not that he needs protecting I mean have you not seen Synn? He’s a MOUNTAIN of a man! I would avoid his bad side... I’m pretty sure he could kill you with a blink of the eye.

Anyways moving on, I bet you’re all sitting there asking yourself why Melody why? Why did you decide to get into professional wrestling? You don’t seem like the wrestling type, that’s what I’ve already heard since I joined the Sin City Wrestling roster... well let me be one thousand percent honest with you. I never thought I would become a wrestler either, but since that dark day when Misty, Ruby and their boyfriend’s kidnapped me, I knew I had to do something to make sure that it never happened again. So I took it upon myself to learn how to protect myself. So I started weight training, I started eating green, getting lean and all that gym goodness before I started to take self defence classes. It was only when I was contacted by a certain someone that I thought about taking on some wrestling training as well.

I could tell you who my trainer is but he would like it to be kept secret, for now. He thinks that if everyone knew who I was trained by that no one would want to face me. I mean he says he’s a pretty big deal. I wouldn’t doubt it though I mean he’s good... like really good, like that type of good that makes other good people look average. He is my little secret weapon, ha-ha I just called him little I don’t think that’s going to go down well at the next training session, oops.

Now let’s move onto my first match, I think you’ve heard enough of my random ramblings for one day. This Sunday I’ve got my debut match up against the unpredictable Orchid... I don’t really know what to say about it all... I mean I’m still new to all of the wrestling business... but that’s why I’ve asked Pussy Willow to travel with me to North Carolina, she’s like the best interviewer that SCW has and she knows what it takes to land a perfect promo, so I’m going to pick her brain and steal some tips and tricks, or should I say some tricks and treats?

Bwaahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

***

Melody Grace: Thanks for agreeing to travel with me to North Carolina Pussy.

The scene opens up with Melody Grace and Pussy Willow sitting inside a bright yellow VW beetle. Melody is behind the steering wheel while Pussy is clicking on her seat beat, while adjusting her position to get more comfortable.

Pussy Willow: No problem Melody, it will be a refreshing change to not have to be stuck with the same travelling buddy all the time.

Melody starts to move the rear vision mirror around to her preferred position, while of course stopping to fluff up her blonde hair. Turning to look at Pussy she smiles brightly, the excitement almost pouring out of her facial expressions as Pussy just looked over to her with a smile.  

Melody Grace: I can’t wait to travel to each show with someone different each week, that’s my goal.

Clapping her hands together the young blonde couldn’t control her excitement. Putting the key into the ignition Melody started the car, but before taking off she put both of the windows down and opened up the sunroof.

Pussy Willow: Can I ask why and what does Odette think about all of this?

As she spoke the SCW interviewer slide her dark black sunglasses over her eyes, but she kept her focus on Melody who was making sure she had all of her mirrors in order.

Melody Grace: I just like people, I find them interesting, plus I’m a huge fan of everyone in Sin City Wrestling, except Bruce he was mean to me on twitter. Odette is cool, she just tells me to be safe.  

Melody’s sweet little angel voice dropped into a puddle of sadness when she spoke about Bruce Evans being mean to her on twitter, she hated it when people were mean to her. She just couldn’t understand what she had done to him, for him to call her crazy.

Pussy Willow: Isn’t Rage mean to you on twitter as well?

Melody’s facial expressions picked up as she heard the familiar name in Rage, turning to look at Pussy she showed off her big gleaming smile.

Melody Grace: Yeah, but deep down that scary looking peanut man likes having me around. Gabriel tells me that Rage tells him all the time that he likes it when I annoy him, it’s like stress relief.

Completely unaware that Rage was just mean to her because he wanted to be mean to her, Melody looked towards the road in front of them. Her eyes filled with wonder of what this trip would bring them.

Pussy Willow: Oh I see, well okay are you ready to go?

Biting down on her bottom lip Melody thought out loud, making sure what she had everything that she needed.

Melody Grace: Shoes, hat, sunglasses, clothes, bags, keys... Ummm yep I’m ready to roll.

And with that said and done the bright yellow love bug took off out of the car park and headed towards the open road. As the car turned out of the rental shop, the sounds of Ashlee Simpson could be heard blaring from the speaker system.

***
<p style="color:#B2A1ED">I can’t believe I’m sitting in a car with Pussy Willow, she is like so beautiful. Her hair is so perfect, her skin just has this natural glow, her body well it’s a wonderland... I fairly sure that’s what that song means right? She is a babe, how have I not hung around her until now? Pussy is so nice too; I can’t believe she said yes to coming on a road trip with me. I wonder if she likes Mexican food, I like Mexican food and I’m hungry... but it’s only ten am... I should of have breakfast. I can’t show hunger weakness around Pussy or she will think I’m only a kid. I’m not a kid, I’m a young lady and young ladies don’t eat Mexican at ten am... Belly no making belly noises and I promise I’ll feed you ice cream with sprinkles later.

***

Heading back into car the sound of Hilary and Haylie Duff’s smash hit “Our lips are sealed” is pumping out of the speakers, while they drive down the road.  

Both Girls: OUUUUUURRR LIIIIPPS ARRRRE SEEEEEALLLEDDD!

Pussy and Melody turn to each other and sing the lyrics at the top of their lungs; the two females are singing and dancing while in the car. Their blonde hair is flying around everywhere. People that are driving past them on the highway are stumped by their concert display inside their tiny beetle, but Melody just beeps the horn and waves.  

***
<p style="color:#B2A1ED">I can’t believe that Pussy likes the Duff sisters; they are like my favourite band ever!!!! Pussy is the best car companion ever; everyone should go on a road trip with Pussy!!! I wonder if she likes Unicorns, oOow how could I slip that into conversation without her thinking I’m weird. I should call Despy and ask him, but it’s against the law to dial and drive... oooh I know I’ll send Despy some brain waves and wait for his response.  

***

Melody Grace: OOOh look a hitch hiker, I’ve never picked up one of them before.

Pussy turns to Melody with doubtful look in her face, before she reaches over and put her hand on her shoulder.

Pussy Willow: I don’t think that’s a good idea Melody?

Turning back to Pussy Melody gives her those eyes, those trademark greeny brown eyes that makes people feel a little bad.

Melody Grace: Bu...but he is all lost and alone out here.

Sucking in her bottom lip Melody tries to hide her sadness but Pussy can see right through it. Thinking to herself the well known interviewer shrugs her shoulders.

Pussy Willow: Maybe for good reason.

Turning back to focus on the road and the hitch hiking man that is a few moments away Pussy hopes to god that Melody doesn’t pull over.

Melody Grace: Don’t judge a book by its cover... or in this case a man by his ripped jeans.

Melody continues to drive towards the man, moving forward in her seat to see what he looks like trying to make an assessment on his character.

***
<p style="color:#B2A1ED">Woohoo Were going to pick up a hitch hiker, we’re going to pick up a hitch hiker. I hope his name is Steve... I like the name Steve. Not Steve Ramone tho, he was mean to my Odette and my Gabriel.

***

Melody slows the car right down after indicating to pull of the main road, putting her arm out the window she leans out and starts to talk to the hitch hiker.

Melody Grace: Well look at you? You little slice of burnt pizza. Where are you headed?

Putting on her best southern accent that she could muster Melody smiled brightly to the Hitch Hiker, who was surprisingly well dressed and looked pretty clean and tidy.

Hitch Hiker: I just need to get to the nearby train station ma’am.

Turning back to Pussy, Melody giggled after she was called ma’am. Pussy faked a small laugh before her eyes returned to the gentleman that was standing beside their car, making sure she kept one eye on him at all times for safety reasons.

Pussy Willow: There is one like twenty minutes up the road Mel.

Melody turned back to the guy with a big smile and shouted.

Melody Grace: Brilliant, JUMP IN!!!!

Melody flung off her seat belt as she opened her car door, to let the stranger into their rental vehicle. Pussy kept a close eye on both of them as Melody stopped the man just before he jumped right in.

Melody Grace: Not so fast, empty your pockets.

The man did as he was asked but he had a weird look on his face as he did so, nothing but a packet of gum was located in his pockets as held out his hands to Melody to show her.

Melody Grace: Put all of that in your bag and your bag goes in the boot.

Pussy couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy as the man did what he was told. The sound of the boot opening and closing drew Melody’s eyes to the man once more. He looked about twenty five, with long black hair that was scruffy but he was cleanly shaven. His clothes weren’t too dirty but she could still tell that he had a painful back story behind that entire mask. As he turned around and made his way towards her, he flashed Melody a smile. A smile that Melody was only too happy to return.

Pussy Willow: Mel what are you doing?

Whispering so the guy couldn’t hear her Pussy looked a little confused as Melody ducked her head back into the car.

Melody Grace: I want to help the guy Pussy, but I don’t want to get stabbed in the process. SAFETY FIRST!!!

Backing away from the car Melody let the man slip into the back seat before she pushed her front seat back down and took her spot back in the drivers chair once more. Quickly buckling back up the girls exchanged a glance before they both looked back at the stranger in the back seat.  

***
<p style="color:#B2A1ED">He looks like Eric from my little mermaid, but fluffier... Note to self don’t mention to Odette or Synn that I picked up a hitch hiker, fairly sure I’ll get a stern talking to... ohhhh well...

***

Heading back inside the car the sound of the radio had died down as Pussy was using all of her senses and keeping them honed in on the stranger in the back seat as they pulled up just out the front of the train station. Without saying anything Melody parked the car, and jumped out of her seat to let the guy out of the two door beetle. The guy jumped out and grabbed his stuff from the boot, Melody made sure that he didn’t touch any of their stuff before he slammed the boot shut.

Hitch Hiker: Thank you for doing this, you’re both blessed women.

Melody’s cheeks started to blush as she took the compliment and looked back at Pussy who was now waving the guy off.

Pussy Willow: You’re welcome honey, any time.

Melody Grace: Yeah thanks for not killing us!!!

Her big eyes looked him up and down, he couldn’t help but laugh as he looked at both of the bombshells before him.

Hitch Hiker: You girls look like mother and daughter has anyone ever told you that?

Turning to Pussy in amazement Melody couldn’t keep her mouth closed as she screamed.

Melody Grace: OH MY GOD, YOU’RE MY WORK MOM!!!

***
<p style="color:#B2A1ED">Pussy is my work mom, Pussy is my work mom, Pussy is my work mom!!!

***

<p style="color:#B2A1ED">OI hello, did you miss me? I would love to tell you what happened on the rest of our road trip but it’s a secret... Pussy told me what the keys are for making the best backstage interview ever is and I’m not sharing that with anyone. In fact, I’m not even going to do an interview for my first match because I want it to be perfect and right now... I’m just a little bit too nervous to go on out there and do one. I don’t want to say completely irrelevant stuff... I want my first interview to be ground breaking... not literally as earth quakes are a serious issue and a natural disaster and I wish that on no one. What I am going to say tho is...

This Sunday I go one on one with Orchid. In my first ever match in my Sin City Wrestling career, my debut, my grand entrance, my starting line... do you really think I’m going to go in to stuff that up? Everyone knows a good career doesn’t always get built off a great start, but everyone knows that a brilliant career is forged off a blinding start, well that’s what he tells me anyways. So this week I’m going to take the bull by the horns, wait... not really animal cruelty and all that jazz. However I am going to smack a Orchid around the wrestling ring, why? because I want to silence the critics that say that I can’t wrestle, or that I don’t belong here..

I’m a force, a force to be reckoned with... So this Sunday this is how it’s going to go down Orchid. I’m the bat, you’re the ball... I’m the hunter, you’re the prey... I’m the top, you’re the bottom... I’m the hook, you’re the fish... I’m the boxer, you’re the bag...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Just kidding... no seriously tho... I want this, because Synn promised me (in his head) that if I win this week he’s going to take Despy, Angel and I out for ice cream... and you’ll be amazed at what I can accomplish when there’s triple choc fudge, cookie dough, with melted Nutella and sprinkles on the line... I’ll do just about anything to get my little hands on one of those.  

That’s right... just about anything!!!

This Sunday I’m going to show you all that I’m not just Odette’s best friend, I’m more... I’m not just Despy’s pal... I’m more... I’m not just Angel’s Nurse in time of need... I’m more... I’m not just a blonde who has the tendency to forget things and that says crazy stuff... I’m more. I am Melody Grace... Unicorn lover, Rainbow lover, Sparkle lover, fishy face maker, the master of the Tickle Tickle.... the bringer of the Rainbow Sparkles... the commander of the Flying Unicorn and this Sunday it’s all going to come down to who I am!

I’m Melody Grace!!!

I like Stuff!!!

Like cool stuff...

And Wrestling Bombshell is my middle name...

Actually it’s Grace... I can’t lie to you....

See you all Sunday, especially you Orchid!!!

MWAH!!!

 Cabo – heaven;

The scene opens up on the balcony of the very expensive lavish villa that belongs to Mr and Mrs Stevens in Cabo Mexico. The villa is tucked up into the side of a mountain but a windy path was shown that leads straight to the beach. As the scene pans over to the side Mrs Odette Stevens can be found, lounging on a long pure white beach chair, sunning herself. The young Aussie wasn’t wearing much, in fact just a pair of thick black sunglasses, a wide floppy brimmed hat and a tiny teal bikini. In her right hand was a glass of ice cold water, with a straw in it, so she didn’t have to work hard to get a drink of refreshing water. She was in ultimate relaxation mode, without a care in the world. Hearing the glass door opening behind her, the smile that was plastered on her face grew wider as she knew exactly who was coming out to greet her.  

Odette: Don’t even think about it.

The look on her husband’s face said it all, he knew damn well what she was hinting at but he was going to play it cool. Shutting the door behind him Gabriel made his way around to the front of Odette’s chair standing in her direct path of the sun.  

Gabriel: Think about what?

He crossed his arms across his bare chest in front of Odette. Smiling down at her while his wife just took the straw in between her lips and started to drink her icy refreshment.

Odette: I know what you’re going to say and I’ve already made up my mind.

Putting the drink down on the table beside her Odette didn’t even attempt to seem interested with this topic that she knew was coming. Turning her head away from Gabriel, the Aussie tried to find her sun, which was being blocked by her muscular husband.

Gabriel: Its Rage’s birthday darling, we need to be there.

Even Gabriel didn’t sound convinced that they needed to leave Cabo, but Rage was his family and family don’t let family down. Sighing out loud Odette looked back up towards Gabriel, he couldn’t see her eyes but he knew she was rolling them dramatically.

Odette: Correction, you need to be there... I don’t soooo why don’t you just fly out this afternoon, go to the party and then come back tomorrow morning?

Rubbing his right hand over his bruised body, Gabriel seemed a little shocked that his wife would even suggest something so draining. After licking her lips she smirked up at him waiting for him to bite back.

Gabriel: Are you serious?

Odette could see his bruised body even with her glasses on, Gabriel had been through hell in the Lion’s den match up and she knew that he was still recovering, her suggestion was farfetched but she was still going to give it a go.

Odette: Does this look like my joking face?

As her icy tone left her lips Gabriel couldn’t help but hide a smirk, he knew what she was up to and to be honest he liked it. He liked it when Odette got high and mighty with him, but that didn’t mean that he would let her get away with it, but just to satisfy her Gabriel played along.

Gabriel:  O we have to go to Peanut head’s birthday... together...

Taking a step towards her Gabriel reached over to the table beside her, grabbing Odette’s icy cold drink he took a sip from her straw as his wife squirmed around in her chair fighting for the sunlight to hit her skin.

Odette: Like I said you can go, I can’t...

As he returned the drink to the table Gabriel raised his right eyebrow at his wife, amused with where this was going.

Gabriel: And why can’t you go?

Reaching up Odette pulled her dark glasses away from her face, so she could look up into Gabriel’s dark brown eyes.

Odette: I seem to have developed a nut allergy.

It was Gabriel’s turn to roll his eyes as he looked down at his Bride. Odette just flashed him a playful smile before adjusting the hat that was on her head. Flicking a long lock of hair over her shoulder she sighed.  

Gabriel: Very funny.

Leaning forward in her chair Odette watched as Gabriel’s eyes panned down her body that was shining in the sun from tanning lotion. Placing his hands on his hips, Odette tracked her eyes down his body seeing that he was just wearing a pair of navy swimming trunks. He was obviously in no rush to get back to Vegas, even though his words were saying otherwise.  

Odette: It’s a very serious condition Gabriel... I could swell up and die.

Looking over his shoulder to hide his smile Gabriel just replied his voice growing hoarser as he spoke. Odette could only assume it was because he wanted it to appear he was being serious with her.

Gabriel: Odette, you don’t have a nut allergy.

Shrugging her shoulders the Aussie just shook her head, still playing the innocent card she just winked up at him.

Odette: It’s not really worth the risk of finding out if it’s true or false now is it?

She had him there, didn’t she? Gabriel turned back to look at his wife, a smirk on his face while Odette started to lean back into her chair claiming victory.

Gabriel: I’ve been rubbing coconut oil all over your body, all week I think you’re good.

His tone was short, blunt and snappy Gabriel was proving he could play along with her games. His hands crossed in front of his chest once more as he glared down at Odette, who was looking up at him with a fake shocked expression.

Odette: So snappy, relax baby, were in Cabo after all embrace it.

Taking another drink from her glass of water Odette Stevens looked up at Gabriel as she sucked down on the straw, teasing him almost as he gathered his thoughts and finally spoke up.

Gabriel: Are you coming to Vegas with me or not?

Placing the glass back on the table Odette sat up in the chair once more, letting her long brown hair cascade down her back. Adjusting her bikini top she gasped as the strap around her neck suddenly came loose “all by its self.” Biting down on her bottom lip she sucked it into her mouth while staring at Gabriel underneath her long eyelashes.

Odette: I’m sensing that was more of an ultimatum than just a simple question?

As she tutted at him, Gabriel’s patience had seemed to wear thin. He was still sore and was growing tired of the back and forth. He just wanted a straight answer and right now Odette was in no mood to give him one. In fact she seemed way to energetic to let him get away with this lightly. Ultimately he knew that she was going to go with him, but it was the muck around that was driving him insane.

Gabriel: It can be whatever you want it to be, just hurry up and decide.

Looking up at him after his curt answer Odette licked her lips, letting go of her bikini straps around her neck she let the two pieces fall to her side. Before she was exposed to him, her right hand snapped up and pressed the triangle pieces of fabric against her breasts holding them there. Gabriel couldn’t help but watch on, after all she was his and right now she was giving him a reason to stare.  

Odette: Here’s a little fun fact for you G, I give the ultimatums around here and right now I’m giving you two choices... one, you stop harassing me about Peanut Face’s birthday and you fuck me... or two... you step to the left and get the fuck out of my sun...your choice, now be a darling and make the right one.

Winking up at him she lean back into her chair, letting go of her bikini in the process, leaving her exposed just to him as there was NO cameras. Arching her back up she untied the strings that were around her back and tossed her bikini top to the side. Gabriel didn’t even think about it, he was just straight over beside her. Crawling up the sun chair the light of her life, her husband made his way up towards her. His lips crashing into hers as if this is what he wanted all along, the two exchanged a heated kiss. Gabriel’s hands slide up the side of Odette’s body cupping her breasts holding them. As they continued to get lost in the kiss he firmly pressed his body down on top of hers. Breaking the kiss Gabriel finally spoke, his voice almost growling as it rolled off his tongue.  

Gabriel: I’ve created a monster haven’t I?

As Mr and Mrs Stevens’ shared a smile, it wasn’t long before the two were back at it. Celebrating their union. Celebrating their time away from the world. Celebrating their wins at Chaos in Cape Town but more importantly celebrating each other. It was true what Gabriel said, he had created a little monster since unleashing his new self and finally helping Odette come out of her shell. She was more vocal, more spiteful, more playful and more of a handful than he could manage but it just worked. They just worked, without a single care in the world they were finally allowed to be who they wanted to be and that was themselves... without having to put on a mask or vet anything through a filter.



Vegas – Rage’s surprise birthday party;

As the party was raging (I see what you did there) inside Odette could be found outside, overlooking the pool. Her arms were folded across her chest as she tried to ignore the sounds of the party behind her. The focused look on her face said it all she was deep in consideration. As her green eyes sparkled from the reflection of the pool water in front of her, she almost felt enticed into the warm water that was just a few steps away. She wanted it; she needed it, to be cleansed. To remove all the sins of her past away, all the fake smiles she had to put on, the entire fraud of her past was still haunting her. For her entire wrestling career she had been pretending to be the girl that everyone loved, pretending to be the girl that they wanted her to be and now she was free to be herself. Her freedom had come at a price, this constant sick feeling that would bubble away in her stomach reminding her daily that she had to lie, she had to fit into a group, the feeling that she thought would never settle down. It was her monster, just ticking silently away on the outside, but controlling her on the inside. Running her right hand through her curled hair Odette let out a sigh, as she stepped out of her large black Christian Louboutin heels. Bending over she picked them up and carried them as she stepped towards the pool. With her heels in one hand, she used her other to roll up the bottoms of her tight bright pink jeans before stepping into Synn’s pool. Taking a seat on the edge of the pool she looked out across the immaculate backyard of Joshua and Synn’s house, her eyes instantly finding the beautiful Vegas back drop. As she focused on the lights she was completely oblivious to the chatting that was happening behind her back.

Synn: Care to explain what’s going on in that mind of your wife’s?

Synn was talking to Gabriel; the two had made their way to the back patio to stare at Odette as she removed herself from the party. Gabriel didn’t turn to look at Synn he just spoke he kept his eyes on his wife at all times, as his voice riddled with concern.

Gabriel: This whole coming out of her shell has taken its toll on her.

Arching his right eyebrow Synn just folded his arms across his chest and exhaled.

Synn: Care to explain?

Gabriel watched at his wife just stared out at the beautiful night sky, seemingly relaxed in her thoughts. She was different now, but not to him, she would always be his one and only.

Gabriel: She’s just more sensitive to the adjustment of finally getting to speak her mind. For so long she was called the light of SCW, for so long people cheered her for being good and for being their saviour... but even back then people doubted her, even back then people said she was pretending. Now with her being who she truly is, she has to face it all over again, she has to listen to people claim they knew it all along, she has to listen to people call her a traitor, you know how it is... you know what Odette is like, she’s a yogi, everything needs to be in balance, right now she’s still trying to find her balance...

Synn: I thought you were her balance?

Synn turned away from looking at Odette and looked down at Gabriel, staring his piercing eyes right through him looking for the truth.

Gabriel: I am, but it’s like the Australian just keeps coming out of her where she needs to prove that she can do this by herself. When were working together, she’s a monster, my perfect little conviction that takes no prisoners who could kill within a blink of any eye... without me she doubts herself all because she feels the need to have a balance.  

Nodding his head as if he understood Synn turned back to look at Odette a wild smirk on his face as if a bright idea had just come to mind. Glaring up at his father figure Gabriel couldn’t help but smirk as well, as if they were sharing the same idea.

Synn: I say fuck balance.

As both of the males stared at Odette’s perfect back, as she leant back letting her hair cascade down her skin they shared a smile. They knew exactly what was needed and they knew exactly how they were going to coach it out of her. Right now Odette wanted a balance, but from what Gabriel and Synn had in mind, balance wasn’t even going to be an option.



Necra;

Well here we go again, here we go again, and here we go again. What? Once again I find myself inside the six sided ring facing someone I’ve already faced, I’ve already beaten and now I have to do it all over again? Sad isn’t it, considering Sin City Wrestling is overflowing with new girls and yet I’m being kept away from them. It’s sad to think that they’re using one of my last contractual matches I have left on my contract on Necra. What a waste. You could have picked Electra you could have picked Brandi, hell you could have picked Karina? I mean these girls and I have never gone one on one, this would have made more sense, but once again SCW insults me by putting me up against Necra.

At least it’s not Roxi Johnson again, thank fuck for that.

Oh sweet Necra, the girl who once pushed me into an open grave, the girl who once beat me... wow. I’m scared. No really, those glowing eyes of hers has me shaking in my five thousand dollar Dior peep toes. Yawn. Once again I’m subjected to facing Necra, but I guess the plus side is, it’s one on one... no stupid stipulations, no stupid graveyards... just one on one. The queen of the dead gets to face me the best female wrestler Sin City Wrestling has to offer. I hope you were watching my match at Chaos in Cape Town because believe what I did to Jessie is only going go to be a taste of what I’m going to do to you. Why? Because I don’t like you, I never have. You have called me a shady person in the past, blasting me for being fake, but really take a look at yourself.

We have a living breathing “dead girl” who claims to be the reaper of souls, who claims to be the goddess of the dead, the black lady if you will. I call bullshit. All I see is a messed up little girl that couldn’t think of a solid tag line, so she went out and took them all. She watched every dark horror movie she could find and branded herself with every nick name, hash tag, slogan she could get her hands on and ran with it. Goddess of the dead, oh I’m shaking. If this was the case Necra you would have buried me alive when you had the chance, you would have reaped my soul and buried me... but look at you, you’re just a shy kitten hiding behind a dark exterior. You let me walk free, you let me see the light of day... you made you biggest fucking mistake in your Sin City Wrestling career.

So now I say to you Necra let the fun and games begin, and trust me this weekend at Climax Control it’s going to be fun and games for me... as I use you to solidify my stance in the ranks of SCW. Not that I really need to, I mean it’s evident that I’m at the top, hell I can even disappear for seven months and come back and still out rank you. I mean what have you actually accomplished in SCW? I can see it now when you finally retire... Necra Octavian Kane the girl who fed the sharks in Sin City Wrestling. The girl who claimed to be special when she was just another no body, see where I’m going with this? When you leave no one will care, no one will mourn for you and no one will even know you’re missing. When I left, I had people begging for me to return.  

So here I am, and here we go once again... toe to toe... just this time, I don’t give a fuck what happens to you. I won’t play into the “I’m so scared of Necra” bullshit like the happy go lucky girls do. You’re just another bitch in my ring. You’re just another girl who is standing in my way... my way to what? Wouldn’t you like to know... but I can see what you’re up to with befriending Emma Rose, how long do you think you can continue to pull the wool over her eyes, before she finally wakes up and realises that you just want your title back? I say the word “your” very loosely because after witnessing you losing the Roulette Championship to Vixen of all people, you never deserved it in the first place.

Sunday is coming, the end is coming for you... the black lady is about to be shown a whole new world of pain... because guess what Necra? Last time you faced me I had to be tame, this time... I have no fucking limitations. I can be myself, I can be free... I am conviction and I’m coming for you.

See you at Climax Control, let’s hope the sparkle of Emma Rose’s Bombshell Roulette Championship doesn’t dilute your vision of the match at hand... because I’m not like Ms Jensen, I’m superior...

 It’s been a while since Odette has stepped foot inside a wrestling ring, in fact it was a whole Super Card ago. Well what can I say? She only comes out for big occasions. Think about it tho, you’re all in for a real treat when Mrs Stevens hits the ring for Chaos in Cape Town. It’s been a while since Odette has been able to slap a bitch across the canvas hasn’t it? Better yet it’s a match against her former Stable mate, her former friend, her former tag team partner. Oh Jessie Salco... you lost the moment you decided to make Odette the enemy.  You should have done a Vixen and kept your filthy mouth closed. You see the more you think you have control over Odette the tighter she pulls on your leash... you might think you got the last laugh last week at Climax Control but I can assure you. Your laughter will turn to tears, your hatred will turn to mercy and your dreams will turn into nightmares. You picked the wrong girl to mess with Jessie Salco, you see Odette isn’t the fun loving girl you remember, she isn’t the bubbly happy go lucky girl who helped guide you through your first days in Sin City Wrestling... oh no that was Odette Ryder... you’ve stepped up to face Odette Stevens and well nothing and I mean absolute nothing gets past her. Consider it like this Jessie, you took her friend, you covered her in fake blood, you pretended to strike her down just to get this match. A match you will regret the moment you step foot into that six sided ring and why will you regret it? Because Odette Stevens doesn’t have time to pay games; Odette doesn’t have time to waste on low lives like you. Come Chaos in Cape Town Odette Stevens will take you, she will cover you in your own vile blood and she will accurately smash your face in. The moment you touched Melody, was the moment you brought Odette’s family into the game and no one absolutely no one gets away with playing with what’s hers.

--

The night air was thick and humid as the sounds of the Cape Town Ocean lapping at the shoreline in the background; nothing could be more peaceful in such a dangerous town. Opening up we find Melody Grace standing in front of a hotel room door, her hands shoved into her tight denim pockets are she looks over her right shoulder staring at Ivy Bayley. The two didn’t look as if they wanted to be there in fact, Melody looked terrified while Ivy just well she looked disinterested in the whole affair. A loud sigh left the blondes lips as she moved her head motioning for Ivy to knock on the door, but Ivy didn’t move she stayed back and rested her elbows up on the balcony railing behind her.

Melody: I don’t want to knock, you knock.

Ivy didn’t move an inch as she just stared at Melody she was clearly just here for the young blonde’s protection. Melody drew in a long breath before removing her right hand from her pockets. Bringing it up towards the door she went to knock but stopped herself, regaining her game face she took her time.

Melody: FINE, I’LL KNOCK!!!

Finally the young blonde knocked on the door, but before it opened her managed to take a step back now standing beside Ivy as if she was sheltering herself in her muscular shadow. As the door unlocked Melody’s eyes grew wide as the door flung open, she was hoping for someone else, instead she got him.

Rage: Can I help you?

Rolling her big brown eyes Melody sighed out loud, she hated Rage. Okay, okay that was a lie she didn’t hate Rage, she just hated the way he made her feel so stupid and fragile. She was the butterfly and he was the shoe in every way. Looking Rage up and down Melody took a step forward her big playful smile coming to life on her face after all she was here on a mission.

Melody: You? No... but Odette needs Gabriel for a few seconds.

Rage forcefully blew air out his nostrils; he knew something like this would happen on a night like this.

Rage: What part of this is a Sin’s catch up night is she missing?

It was true The Sin’s were meeting to discuss the things the Sin’s discuss best, business, keeping an eye on Despayre and all other really neat things I can’t disclose. It had been a while since the whole group was in the same place at the same time, without the added extras of Melody, Ivy and Odette.

Melody: Ummmm... all of it?

Tilting her head to the side Melody’s innocence radiated as Rage held onto the door swinging it in his left hand while resting on the door frame with his right.

Rage: Ball and chain I tell ya.

As Rage tried to hide a laugh from Melody, she could sense that he wasn’t taking her request seriously enough so she quickly spoke, hoping to light a fire under Rage’s slow reaction.

Melody: Pleeaaaseeee go tell Gabriel that Odette needs him urgently; she’s... well she’s in trouble.

As the word trouble flew out of Melody’s mouth Rage stopped swinging on the door, his eyes growing thin as he stared at Melody a look of anger with a hint of concern for one of his best friend’s wife maybe?

Rage: Why the fuck didn’t you say Odette was in trouble when I first opened the door?

Raising his voice at Melody prompted Ivy to push herself off the railings to take up her spot beside her. Ivy’s eyes firmly locking on Rage’s, as if to warn him about speaking to her friend so poorly.

Melody: Because I thought you would at least ask me how I’m going or invite me in or something? Offer me a glass of milk?

Brushing off the serious in Rage’s eyes Melody laughed a little, something that had Rage confused.

Rage: Is she okay?

He was raising his voice and from the sounds of things the rest of the Sin’s Family on the inside of the hotel room were gaining interest in why Rage had been gone so long.

Melody: Is who okay?

Bringing his right hand up to his forehead Rage rubbed it. She had given him an instant headache from her stupidity.

Rage: Odette, for the love of God what’s in that head of yours?

Flicking a long lock of her blonde hair over her shoulder Melody just smiled up at Rage with those eyes.

Melody: Mostly air... but Odette’s fine thanks why do you ask?

She seemed confused as to why Rage was seemingly concerned about Odette, it was as if she had forgotten what she had just said to him before.

Rage: You said she was in trouble.

Letting out and “Ooooooh” Melody was quick to fix her mistake.

Melody: Ohh right, well she is in trouble... but not trouble, trouble... just you know lady trouble and she needs Gabriel just for the tiniest littlest second, maybe even a minute or two... or an hour.

Rage rolled his eyes but didn’t questioned it as Melody said “lady trouble” there were something’s that he rather not know about Odette and right now he didn’t really want to know or want to care about it.

Rage: Okay, I’ll go get Gabriel.

As he just nodded his head her turned and went to renter the hotel room but Melody’s voice pulled him back towards the door.

Melody: Rage.

Looking down at her he wasn’t amused as she tried to hold back a laugh.

Rage: Yes?

Her eyes almost beaming with life as she hid an excited giggle, the thought of what she was going to say to Rage brought a rare hint of danger to the pit of her stomach. She knew that he was the monster of the group, she knew that he was the one that would and could easily snap... but she knew deep down that she was untouchable thanks to her friendship with Odette Stevens, Despy and Angel.

Melody: Can you ask Despy what gets wetter and wetter the more it dries?

Rage flared his nostrils once more as he just shook his head, without even saying a word the giant turned around and walked back into the room leaving Ivy and Melody on the balcony. As the two girls walked off Melody could be heard giggling, while Ivy trailed behind her.

--

A few minutes after Rage had passed the message on to Gabriel, the resident Magician of Sin City Wrestling could be seen jogging towards his hotel room. Without fumbling he was able to stick the key card into the slot that opened the door, pushing it inwards Gabriel was a little panicked at hearing his wife was in some sort of “girl trouble”. As the door slammed shut behind him Gabriel searched the lavish hotel room that he and Odette would call home for two weeks. The suite was huge and pristine, only the best for his wife. As he continued to look around the living room, his heart started to race in his chest.

Gabriel: Odette... Odette... O... where are you? Are you okay?

Listening out for her he could hear the sound of water running, making his way through the kitchen he took off towards the main bathroom.

Odette: I’m in here Gabe.

Finally he made his way to the bathroom door, it was closed. Rushing up towards it Gabriel rested his hands on it, he decided against rushing in there just in case Odette was hiding from him or being shy.

Gabriel: Are you okay?

His voice was a little jittery than his normal firm voice that could compel you so easily.

Odette: Just open the door G, I really need you.

The desperation in her voice was enough to have his mind racing, what was wrong? What had happened? Is she okay? Without wasting any-more time Gabriel barged into the bathroom door, opening it widely. As he rushed into the room he spoke out to her as he couldn’t see her in the oversized bath room that was big enough to put some small houses to shame.

Gabriel: O what’s going on?

The concern in his voice faded as the sentence pour from his lips. Looking up in front on him, he saw Odette sitting beside a full circular spa bath that was sprinkled with rose petals. The room was dimly light by at least a hundred candles some were even floating in the steamy water in the spa bath. Odette got up from the side of the spa, and walked up towards her husband. Her hips swinging effortlessly as she glided across the white tiled floor with ease even with her heels on. She was only wearing a soft white silk robe that was being held together by a white tie around her waist. Making her way up to him she didn’t skip a beat as she rested her body against his, her lips parting as she brushed them against his for a tender kiss.

Odette: I missed you.

Looking down at her with a proud smirk on his face Gabriel wasn’t even mad that she had called him over in a fake girl emergency after all they had a secret codeword they used whenever she felt like she was in real danger. His right hand came up and rested on her hip as his left hand made itself at home on the side of her face. His thumb rubbed back and forth on her soft skin, while her green eyes looked up at him from under her long black eyelashes. Her face was surrounded by her long dark chocolate hair that gave her a sense of mystery as she looked upon her husband with needy eyes.

Gabriel: You called me over here just so you could...

Just as he was about to call her out on her intentions Odette brought her right index finger up to his lips. Tapping it there she silently commanded him to stop talking.

Odette: Shhh.

Giving him that look, that he knew all too well another proud smirk crossed his face. Pulling his head back slightly to move away from the finger that was tapping playfully on his lips Gabriel let his voice be heard once more, this time he spoke as he ducked his head down towards her ear.

Gabriel: Was someone feeling left out?

Feeling his lips brush past her ear lobe Odette bit down on her bottom lip pulling it into her mouth as she looked up at him.

Odette: Stop talking.

Bringing her lips to his she kissed him lightly trying to get him to stop talking. As they kissed, her hands trailed down his body only to rest on the top of his shorts. Grabbing a hold of his belt Odette pulled him into her before letting her hands slid up underneath his shirt, her nails grated into his muscular chest as she did so.

Gabriel: You’ll have to make me.

As he spoke once again Odette pulled back from him, Gabriel had a look of confusion in his eyes as if he wasn’t sure he had just blown his chances of getting lucky tonight by his constant talking. Raising his right eyebrow at her, he waited for her reply.

Odette: No... We’ll make you.

Before Gabriel could reply the sound of heels were heard clicking on the cold white tiles, coming out from behind the shadows a female made her way around the spa that was in the centre of the room. She had long dark brown almost black hair, with naturally tanned skin and her eyes that were locked on Gabriel’s were icy blue. The lady was wearing a matching robe just like Odette’s, as she came into reaching distance of Gabriel she walked up to him before pivoting on her heels, turning her head to look over her shoulder at him she dragged her bottom pouty lip into her mouth before seductively winking at him. Giving him a good hard look at her firm body Gabriel shook his head and looked over at his wife confused, while the female walked away from him and backed up to stand beside Odette.

Gabriel: Okay, what’s going on here?

The unknown female wrapped her right arm around the waist of Odette, her hand resting on her opposite hip as the two stood side by side, linked in each other’s arms while staring up at Gabriel.

Odette: You’ve been so busy lately, so, so, so busy... so tense... you need to relax baby.

Gabriel’s eyes darted between Odette and the new girl that looked a little bit like Serinda Swan. The new girl was lost in Gabriel’s eyes, she wanted him but there was something about the way she was holding Odette that gave Gabriel the sign that she wanted her as well.

Gabriel: Is this some sort of a good husband test?

Taking a step towards his Wife Gabriel searched her green eyes for answers. He wanted to know what she was up to and what game she was playing? Licking her lip slowly Odette watched as Gabriel studied her every move, unsure of what she was hiding.

Odette: Honey for tonight, I don’t want a good husband... I want a bad, bad husband.

As she said the words “bad, bad husband” Odette pulled at the string of the female’s robe, pulling it slowly away from her, until it untied. Dropping it to the floor, Odette pushed the silky fabric away from the dark hair woman’s skin exposing what she was wearing under there, a very tiny black bikini that left nothing to the imagination.

Gabriel: This is a trick, you don’t like to share.

He was speaking the truth Odette didn’t like to share especially her husband, especially when he has a number of female fans that are just dying to get rid of her so they can attempt to have a shot at him. Looking away from her friend Odette turned to look at Gabriel, his eyes trying so hard not to journey over towards the fit firm body of his visitor.

Odette: I think I could manage for one night... I’d do anything to help keep you focused. I’d do anything to help take that tension away from your shoulders. You must be so tired from carrying the ratings at work baby, let Nikki and I make it up to you.

Ah Nikki, so she has a name. Gabriel looked over to Nikki and then back at Odette his lip turned up at the side smirking. He still thought that Odette was playing him and there was a sure fire way he was going to find out how serious she really was.

Gabriel: I want proof.

Raising his eyebrow towards her Gabriel smirked as he waited for this “test” to end right then and there. He knew Odette, he knew this wasn’t her style, he knew that this was so unlike her. She would have to share him if she was planning to go through with this, something she never wanted to do.

Odette: Proof?

Looking playfully into Gabriel’s eyes Odette left his and trailed over towards Nikki. Letting go of her Gabriel thought that this was the moment where he had caught her out. Odette walked around the back of Nikki, grabbing hold of her robe she ran it down her shoulders letting it slide right off her body, hitting the floor. The Australian Bombshell took her time in walking around her silent friend, before taking her place beside her. Reaching out Odette grabbed onto Nikki’s hips turning her towards her, pulling her body into her forcefully. Odette hands gripped into her hips, her nails digging into her skin as Nikki just stared down at her. Reaching up Nikki’s right hand brushed Odette’s hair over to her opposite shoulder, making sure Gabriel got a good visual of what was about to happen. Leaning into each other the girls gave into each other slowly as their lips made contact. Gabriel didn’t seem fazed as he had seen Odette make out with girls before. Clearing his throat Gabriel gained Odette’s attention. Opening her eyes Odette stared at Gabriel as her hands moved down Nikki’s body. Coming around the front of her waist her hand ran over the hem of her bikini before disappearing under the tiny triangle of fabric. Nikki’s lips parted from Odette’s just for a split second to let out a soft moan.

Odette: Is that proof enough?

As his wife’s hand was still elsewhere Gabriel had to drag his eyes away to look at Odette.

Gabriel: It will suffice.

A very wicked smile crossed Odette’s face as she brought her hand back to her side, before holding it up to Nikki, who wasted no time in bringing it into her mouth.

Odette: Well what are you waiting for?

Yeah Gabriel what are you waiting for? As Nikki looked at Gabriel while drawing Odette’s fingers out of her mouth the other woman walked around Odette and playfully ripped at her robe strings. As she opened Odette’s robe her hands fell on to Odette’s soft skin while Gabriel started to remove his own shirt. As Nikki dropped Odette’s robe to the floor, she kicked it to the side before holding on to Odette’s hand. Gabriel made his way over towards his wife, his hands finding her toned hips as he looked her up and down examining her body in that tiny yellow bikini, that was really a waste of material.

Odette: Oh and Mr Stevens, I only have one rule for tonight.

Bringing his lips down to hers Gabriel kissed his wife, ignoring Nikki for now, as he was still searching for her permission.

Gabriel: And that rule is?

Looking down at his wife Gabriel needed to hear this rule, so he knew nothing he did tonight would be held against him.

Odette: All future children can go on, not in, if you catch my drift?

Winking at him Gabriel just nodded he knew damn well what Odette was saying, he knew his limits and to be honest it wasn’t really a huge request that she was asking. Nikki slowly stepped out of her heels and made her way to the spa, getting in slowly letting the couple have a moment together.

Gabriel: I wouldn’t want it anyway other way.

As Odette and Gabriel shared a passionate kiss, her hands came down to the top of his jeans and right there is where I’ll leave you.

--

Odette: Jessie Fucking Salco.

The scene opens up around dawn in Cape Town and Odette Nicole Stevens can be seen standing on her balcony overlooking the ocean. She is wearing her Lorna Jane gym clothes, even tho it’s super early her face is flawless, her hair is in perfect place while not even a dark circle is visible under her eyes.

Odette: In all my life I have never met anyone so fucking stupid. Really Jessie really? You want to challenge me to a match? I guess it’s true what they say about you, you’ve been dumped on your head so many times inside a wrestling ring you seem to forget your position, so let me remind you. You’re nothing more than card filler, you know the person Mark, Erik and Christian turn to when they have no one else to put in a match, I like to think of you as Sin City Wrestling’s Ashley Massaro. Now, now I don’t think I need to spell it out for everyone to know what I’m getting at with that point, but sneaky back hand slaps to the side. Truly Jessie what are you thinking?

Turning to look at the camera Odette just shrugs her shoulders.

Odette: Do you not see what you have done to yourself in asking to face me? I feel sorry for you, I really do and to think you actually think you have a chance at beating me. Why? Because you’re angry at me? Why because I left you alone in a fucking gang banging stable, where everyone that was left gets a piece of Spike’s dick? Well almost everyone, I mean you must have missed out. At first I thought you hated me because I “betrayed” you but now I can see why you’re really mad... you see when I was in NXT you had some relevance, you weren’t just the random throw in girl, that did absolutely nothing for the stance of the stable... you had a little bit of worth with me around, taking you under my wing, showing you the ropes... but when I left you were stuck with the apple of Spike’s eye Vixen, you missed out on training, you missed out on his love and affection, you missed out on feeling wanted... then blow me down, in enters Misty... and you’re meant to be happy with that choice? You’re meant to be happy that both of your stable mates used to wrestle between the sheets with Spike and you knew that he would never even look at you in that light? I can see why you angry Jessie. You’re mad because I had it in me to get the fuck out of the sinking ship before it ended up like the titanic... while you still sit there pretending to fit in, pretending to matter, while Vixen get’s all of the attention.

Turning away from the camera Odette leans on the railing of her balcony, her fierce green eyes are locked on the ocean ahead.

Odette: NXT, NXT, NXT... everyone keeps talking about how I let NXT down... here’s a newsflash for you fuck NXT!

Turning to look at the camera the Aussie Bombshell laughs lightly, letting a weight of the world dissolve from the tops of her shoulders.

Odette: More people walk into NXT and leave then people use the revolving doors on the Vegas strip.

Flicking a long lock of her hair over her shoulder she turns around and rests her back up against the glass railing.

Odette: Here’s my words of advice to you Jessie, grow a set and get the fuck out now, I mean what on earth have they done for you anyways? Hmm what has NXT given you? Nothing... I mean where was NXT when you lost the Bombshell Tag Team Championships? Where was Spike when you lost the Bombshell Roulette Championship? Fucking Vixen that’s where... when are you going to learn that this stable that I turned my back on means nothing? When are you going to learn that your just a number, you just a fucking digit to them. You could quit wrestling tomorrow and you know what Jessie, they wouldn’t even send you a fucking post card, they wouldn’t even come looking for you... you wanna know how I know this? Because it happened to me, it happened to Ben Jordan... do you honestly think you’ll be any different? So stop defending this bullshit family, NXT isn’t a family it’s a plague, that comes in recruits, puts all its energy into one source... and when that source is down and out the whole stable is down and out. When will you learn you’ll never be the golden egg, you’re just the fucking opener.

Looking past the camera Odette’s eyes fall onto Gabriel’s shirtless body, her eyes gaze up and down his torso as he loosely wraps the bed sheet around his naked waist. His body is covered in bite marks, nail scratches and slight bruising from a few nights ago.

Odette: So here I sit thinking of ways to make you see that your passionate hate for me is based on nothing but lies, nothing but fabricated bullshit. You’re not angry at me Jessie, you’re angry at yourself because you know that without my guidance you’re nothing.

Turning to look back at the camera the Aussie seems disconnected with the viewers, with her audience. Let’s face it she would rather be doing something else rather than entertaining them.

Odette: A first I was taken by how bitter you have become, but I guess the jealously of freedom is enough to drive any one to these types of extremes. I was going to let it slide Jessie, I truly was... but then each week you kept bringing my name up, you kept talking as if you knew me, as if you knew what I was up to and what I was doing... you kept say that I was scared of you? Scared of what Jessie? You’re a lamb I’m a lioness... who is sick and tired of listening to the brain washed bullshit that flows from your trap. I guess you’ve been spending too much time with Steve Ramone, I guess his words have leaked into your system like a virus flows through your veins.

Letting out a slight yawn Odette sighed loudly.

Odette: At Chaos in Cape Town, you will scream out to me in that match “I’m sorry” because once I’m done with you, once I make you pay for every little thing you have said, once I have made you pay for touching Melody, you’re going to wish you were on my team, you’re going to beg for my forgiveness, you’re going to plead to me, and demand that I give you your freedom. It’s too late Jessie, it’s too late for this to turn around, and you have signed your own fate, by neglecting to keep your mouth closed.

Running her right hand through her hair the Aussie continues.

Odette: I will not hesitate to use you as my message to the girls of NXT, I will not stop until they can see it clear as day, I was better than them while I was in that Stable and I’m so far better off without them.

Odette looks over to Gabriel who is agreeing with her with a simple nod of his head. Turning back to the camera Odette licks her lips and starts to wrap things up.

Odette: I hold no loyalty to you anymore Jessie, so destroying you at Chaos in Cape Town delights me... They say what we do inside the ring is an art, then I say, I’ll give the viewers a fucking masterpiece as I smear the canvas with your disgusting vile body... I’ll give them the best fucking seat in the house as I bring you to your senses... as I force you to your knees as you plead to me, as you beg for my forgiveness... only to have them witness as I slay you, leaving your wrestling career lifeless.

A vicious twinkle gleams in Odette’s eyes as she stares down the camera lens.

Odette: Remember Jessie you brought this upon yourself, may God have mercy on your soul... because at Chaos in Cape Town... I won’t.

With that said and down the Aussie pushed passed the camera and left the balcony returning to her suite that she was sharing with her husband. Walking straight into his open arms, the once nice girl embraced the man that she loves with a small delicate kiss.