June 23rd
After Climax Control
Medical Facility
Denver, Colorado
As has been the case often lately, tonight did not go as Bobbie had hoped. She was facing Mercedes Vargas yet again, and while she had expected to walk away with the win much like she had in the past, that is not what happened. Late in the match, Bobbie had felt a sharp pain in her lower leg and ankle, and Mercedes had quickly taken advantage of it, putting in an ankle lock. Bobbie tried as hard as she could, but the pain had been too much so she was forced to tap out, adding another loss to her record. Artie had helped her to the trainer’s locker room backstage and it was there that she was advised to head to the hospital for further evaluation.
And that is where we find her and Artie now. As happens often in any emergency room, their wait has been longer than they’d like, or that it really should be. They’ve already been there for several hours, and she had gone through the x-rays of her lower leg and ankle. They were now just waiting for the results of those x-rays to be discussed with the doctor. Bobbie is leaning back on the gurney with ice packs over her leg, while Artie is glued to his phone. Both are quieter than normal.
Eventually, Bobbie turns her head to look at her husband, wanting nothing more than to break the silence between them. But things had been strained in their marriage for a while following the bombshell revelation that Artie’s mother had had an affair, thus ruining his parent’s marriage. Nothing Bobbie said ever seemed to help, and it was taking Artie a long time to process everything he was feeling. And not only was Artie’s parent’s marriage ruined, but Bobbie felt that her own to Artie was falling apart as well. And she didn’t know what to do to stop it, or if she could.
But she had to try.
“So, uh, I have a feeling that I’m probably going to be sidelined for a bit.” She starts, breaking the silence between them. But Artie doesn’t even look up from his phone. “What do you think about going on a bit of a vacation, just the two of us? Just unplug from everything.” She tries to get some sort of response from Artie, but he is either texting someone or looking something up on his phone and isn’t paying attention, and Bobbie can’t help but get frustrated.
“Artie?!” She finally raises her voice.
He shakes his head and finally looks up at her, and then around the room. “Huh?” He says, confused. “Oh, I thought the doctor was in here.”
Bobbie rolls her eyes and shakes her head. She struggles to pull herself up a little further in the bed without moving her bad leg, but she does let out a slight wince. “Can’t you even pretend to be concerned right now? Or is whatever you are so glued to on your phone more important than your injured wife?”
He sighs and tucks his phone away in his pocket, giving his full attention back to Bobbie. If only temporarily. “Sorry. I was just texting my dad and letting him know what is going on.” Bobbie nods, but remains quiet. “He sends his love and hopes the injury isn’t serious.”
“Uh huh.” Bobbie quickly responds, unable to come up with anything else to say. She loves her father in law and believes he is genuinely concerned about her, but Artie seems more focused on him and his mother’s affair, than about their own marriage struggles.
“What?” Artie asks, sensing there is something more behind Bobbie’s short answer. “You don’t think he’s concerned about you?”
Bobbie opens her mouth and is about to respond, but they are quickly interrupted when the doctor walks into the room. They both turn their attention to him as he looks at Bobbie and her injured leg. “Okay so your x-rays have been closely reviewed, and it appears that you just have a severe sprain.” Bobbie lets out a sigh of relief and nods, but the doctor continues. “But because you are a professional wrestler, I’m afraid you won’t be cleared to get back into the ring for a bit. You’ll need to wear a walking boot for at least four weeks and then follow up with your doctor or your company’s medical team to decide when you will be cleared.”
“Understood.” Bobbie quickly replies. “I’m just glad it’s not broken.”
“Well, a severe sprain can sometimes be just as bad as a break.” The doctor replies back, making sure Bobbie understands the extent of her injury. “The recovery can take just as long in some cases, depending on the situation. But I will have them get a walking boot ready for you and get all your discharge paperwork ready.”
Bobbie and Artie both nod and thank the doctor. Bobbie takes in a deep breath and turns and looks at Artie with a shrug. “Welp, there is that. So what do you say about my idea? Or did you not even hear me earlier?”
Artie takes in a deep breath of his own. He stands up and takes the few steps closer to Bobbie, suddenly looking very serious. “I…I just want to go home. I need to go home.” Bobbie nods, thinking that by home, Artie meant Las Vegas. After all, that is their home now. But Artie suddenly drops a bombshell on her. “And I don’t mean our place in Vegas.”
Bobbie’s jaw drops open and she stares at Artie, confused. “What are you talking about? Las Vegas is our home, Artie.” She stops a thinks for a moment when she figures out exactly what he is referring to. And she doesn’t like it. “You mean Illinois. We can’t just-”
Artie nods, but he stops her from continuing. “I don’t mean the two of us, Bobbie. I…I need to go back to Illinois by myself for a while and deal with this situation between my parents.”
Bobbie’s heart sank. This was the hit that could potentially be what ends their marriage. She wanted to break down in tears right then and there, but she couldn’t. She just felt…numb. “For how long?”
Artie shrugs. “I don’t know. As long as it takes.” He reaches for Bobbie’s hand but she pulls it away. “My dad is going through a really hard time right now and I need to make sure he is okay. That he is going to be okay. Please understand, Bobbie.”
She wanted to understand. A part of her did understand, too. But as much as his father needed him, she needed him too. “Oh I understand.” She bites back through her frustration. “What I wish you would understand is how all of this is affecting us.” Bobbie looks away, unable to look at him out of the hurt and the anger.
Artie again reaches for her hand and this time he is able to grab it, refusing to let her pull away again. He squeezes it tight and despite her refusing to look at him, he looks at her. “I love you Bobbie.” He says and she wants to believe him. “I always have, and I always will. This is just something I need to work out on my own. I can’t explain it right now, but I promise–”
“It’s fine.” She says, interrupting him. She didn’t want to hear anymore of what could be a broken promise. “I just want to get out of here and get back home to Loki.”
“Bobbie…”
She finally turns her head to look at him again, and her eyes are welled up with tears, but she is holding them back with everything she’s got. “I…I don’t want to talk about this anymore tonight. You do what you need to do, and I will do the same.”
And those were the final words spoken between the two of them. Artie just nods, knowing there is nothing more he can say to make her feel better. Bobbie leans her head back against the pillow on the gurney and tucks everything she is feeling away into the back of her mind. As best as she can, anyway. And the moment she did that, she felt her anxiety starting to slowly creep back onto the forefront.
This was all temporary, she tried to quietly tell herself.
Or was it?
Here we go again, folks! This week I find myself once again tossed into a triple threat match against two women who I’ve faced numerous times before and who I’ve beaten before. Don’t get me wrong, a match is a match at this point, but Mercedes and Seleana AGAIN?! How many times are we going to do this song and dance before it truly gets old?
Before I get to addressing those two, I need to talk about my performance last week against Victoria Lyons. It wasn’t great, obviously. I could have done more. I should have done more, but things have just been…stressful. I wanted nothing more than to beat Victoria and give her a taste of her own medicine, but I guess it just wasn’t that time. But I am sure there will be another opportunity down the road.
I’m not going to lie. I’ve been struggling lately. I know I have said it before and it’s the truth. I love wrestling and I know I am no where near done accomplishing what I want to in my career, but I feel like I’m sliding. Everything is just crashing down, and I’m disappointing not only Mark Ward and Christian Underwood, but myself. I had finally gotten myself to a great spot when I won the Bombshell Roulette Championship and then boom…everything starts to fall apart.
It’s my fault, though, so I have no one else to blame for all of this but myself. I just need to fight through the struggles and get back to where I once was, because if not I’ll just be turned back into the joke that I was before. And I can’t have that.
So this week I have to do better! Now I’m not worried about Seleana, because again, she hasn’t done much of anything lately for me to worry about or consider her a threat. Maybe she is a punishment or something. Just throwing me against her again because I’ve let the bosses down so much recently, and she’s kinda been stuck in that same spot too? I don’t know.
What I do know is that she’s not going to get past me. She may get past Mercedes, but me? No Ma’am! Then once she walks away defeated, again, she can stay at the bottom for as long as she wants. She seems pretty comfortable there because there’s just no fight in her anymore it seems. Ah well, that’s her problem I suppose right?! I don’t know what else to say about or to her that hasn’t already been said before.
As for Mercedes? Let’s just say I’m going to be focusing more on Ms. Vargas than Seleana. And the reason is because Mercedes is the reason I was put on the shelf for a couple of months in the first place. I lost that match to her back in June and suffered an injury that had me sidelined for the last couple of months.
It’s time to make up for that. It’s time to take that loss back, and best Mercedes. It’s time to injure her like she injured me! I’m going to use everything and anything I can against her and when I see a weak spot? I’m going to take advantage of it. It’s time for Ms. Vargas to take a break for a little while, just like I did.
Mercedes likes to walk around like she’s still at the top of the division, but she’s not. What has she done recently? What titles has she held recently? Nothing and none. Because she only tries when it’s convenient for her. She shows up when she feels like it, but because of her record in this place, she gets away with it. Just like she gets away with hurting people!
Well, if I have anything to say about it, she won’t be getting away with it anymore. I’m going to show everyone just where Mercedes belongs. And that’s at the bottom of the barrel and buried away for good!
It’s time for Bobbie Dahl to take back her status on the Bombshell roster, and it all starts this Sunday.
Seleana…Mercedes…you ready?!
See ya Sunday, ladies!
