[Aleesha Jones]

The night had come to an end just as Aleesha had envisioned it. She went out there and got the revenge she deserved. She got in the ring with Cassie and she beat her ass from one side of the ring to the other. She proved what happens when you disrespect her and cross a line that should never be crossed. And more importantly she defended and retained her Bombshell Internet Championship. No denying that she was a woman of her word. Granted there was likely going to end up being some backlash, but she’d deal with that when the time came.

Walking right back through the curtain. She had the Bombshell Internet Championship displayed over her shoulder. She was proud to be a champion and that much was clear in her expression. Making her way through gorilla where she was congratulated by many of her peers as she walked through. Finally making her way into the back of the arena. First thing she happened to see was the very person that had just finished officiating her match. Guy walking down the hall, rubbing his jaw.

“ GUY! ”

She found herself shouting out at him. Causing the man to stop in his tracks and slowly turn around. By that point she had made a couple quick strides in his direction to catch up. There was a bit of a puzzled look on his white painted expression.

GUY: Yiiis? How can Guy help you?

ALEESHA: Hey man. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. That slap looked like it might have wrng your bell a little.

GUY: Naaaah. Guy is unphased by a child’s slap.

ALEESHA: I mean sure she acts like one.

GUY: Acts like one? No no, that was a real child. Guy knows he’s the smartest man alive. Look at how tiny she was! Only children are that small!

ALEESHA: You can’t be serious right now? You’re telling a joke right?

She lifted her eyebrow with a little bit of concern on her face. Guy looked right back at her with this blank confused expression. It was starting to become very clear it might be time for her to just move right along before he became even more confused.

ALEESHA: Well listen. This is just me offering some friendly advice. I’m not saying that Cassie didn’t deserve some of the things that happened out there tonight. She might even deserve worse than that, but you are wearing that shirt. You gotta uphold a certain level of integrity. You’re teething on a line that is going to put you in some dangerous situations.

GUY: Pfft! Guy is dangerous. No one is dangerous to him.

ALEESHA: No, you really need to hear me out. As an official you can’t do some of the things you did tonight. Even if they deserve it. You’re asking for more than a slap. Maybe next time it’s more than or maybe just maybe you end up getting fired.

GUY: Double pffffffffffft! Guy is the greatest referee in ALL the land of pro rasslin’. Not a chance he ever gets fired. The Holy Christian fella loves guy. He will have a job for a long time to come. But since advice is being offered. Guy has some for you.

ALEESHA: Oh boy.

GUY: If Guy was you. He’d be looking over his shoulder at every turn. That Kevin fella seems like he’s cuckoo for coca puffs with that Internet Championship of yours!

ALEESHA: I’m the Bombshell Internet--- Nevermind. Just nevermind.

GUY: There! There! Guy knows it’s scary! But just play the best game of hide and seek. You’ll be okay!

He reached out and patted her on the shoulders for a brief moment. With that bright smile all over those dark painted lips. As Guy started to walk away, Aleesha couldn’t help but shake her head a little bit. Realizing why people said he was hard to have a conversation with. She went to turn herself around, but before she could get too far. She found herself coming face to face with another familiar face, Ms. Rocky Mountains.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: Aleesha! Just the woman I was looking for!

ALEESHA: Isn’t it just funny how the universe works. What can I do for you?

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: I just wanted to get some exclusive interview with you about tonight’s win.

ALEESHA: You know in any normal situation. I wouldn't mind. I’d give you the time of day. You’re always a delight to talk to.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: But...?

ALEESHA: You’re wanting me to spend more time talking about Cassie Wolfe. You’re wanting me to give the woman more attention she deserves. You’re wanting me to continue to give that woman the spotlight and far as I’m concerned her fifteen minutes of fame are up. Tonight, I did exactly what I said I was going to do. I beat her in the middle of that ring. I did it in a convincing fashion. It’s now time for her to get out of my way and disappear.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: Ahh well that says you haven’t heard!

ALEESHA: Heard?

Her expression said it all. She was now confused and maybe even a little worrisome of where this was going to head. But how much could really happen in the time span of fifteen minutes? From the time she got from the ring to the back with the show ending. Surely it couldn’t be that bad.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: It was just announced a few moments ago on the SCW website. You and Bella Madison are going to team up next week to take on Cassie and Harper Mason!

ALEESHA: Ughhhhh!

Right away she found herself reaching up and massaging her temple. Sadly in this business things didn’t always go the way one wanted. Case and point right now. She wanted nothing to do with Cassie at all. Her point was proven as far as she was concerned, but that didn’t seem to be the way that the powers that be saw it.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: Sorry to bring you bad news.

ALEESHA: No, it’s not your fault. By no means is it your fault. But I am ready to move on and put focus on ending this chapter between Bella and I. Last thing I want to do is have this constant one sided story with Cassie. Because her ego doesn’t know how to take a loss and move on.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: Sounds like maybe just maybe I should try and catch you next week.

ALEESHA: Don’t know that it’ll be any better then either. Just depends on if I get rid of this leech once and for all.

Another little shake of Aleesha’s head could be seen. Turning her back to the woman and starting to walk away from her. Maybe it was a little rude for her to refuse an interview. Wasn’t in her nature to do something like that. However the constant being forced to deal with someone that you deemed a headache. To have to be forced into wasting your energy on someone that didn’t deserve it. To be in the situation she was in. It was very exhausting, but it was up to her to find a way to get herself through it in order to put it behind her for good.

Following that massive title defense. Aleesha was sat to return home, but after the news she got before she walked out of the building. She had decided that she needed a little bit of a change. She needed a little bit of time away from the chaos of the wrestling business. Sure she had spent a year away, but she was still surrounded by it. In an attempt at working to get back in the ring. This called for a complete removal of wrestling from her life for a few days.

So the flight home changed to a flight out of the country. Where she was going to be just by herself and she couldn’t have looked forward to it anymore. Standing there in the airport with her hoodie on with the hood up trying to keep herself hidden the best she could. That wasn’t exactly working out in her favor as she could hear just a few feet away from her someone speaking and pointing out who she was without a second guess to their call out.

“ Dad! That’s Aleesha! ”

“ Aleesha? Who is Aleesha? ”

“ Aleesha Jones? From Sin City Wrestling? ”

“ Claire. You know I’m not up to date with all your wrestling stuff. Besides, you're getting a little too old for that. Don’t you think you should find a better hobby? ”

“ No! I’ve told you and Mom a hundred times over. I intend to start wrestling school the moment I graduate. I’m going to go the distance and be the wrestler I’ve always dreamed I could be. ”

“ Right. And I’m going to be the next United States President after we spend the next four years in hell. ”

By then Aleesha had turned towards the conversation and became a little more invested in it. Now it wasn’t her place, not at all but hearing a parent sit there and discredit their child’s dream. That’s not something that settled well with her. Especially when she had gone through things like that herself. The father shook his head as he looked back at his daughter.

“ I’ve got to go get a charger from the shop. Stay right here. ”

“ Yeah sure thing, Dad. ”

He turned and started to hussle away towards one of the many shops there in the airport. Aleesha still looking in the young teen’s direction. She could see the expression on her face. Literally the life had been sucked out of her all because of how dismissive her father’s comments were. This really tugged at the Bombshell Internet Champion’s heartstrings to the point she started to walk over.

ALEESHA: Hey there kiddo.

Her voice made the teen lookup. As soon as she saw who was standing in front of her. That starstruck look consumed her. To the point she was almost throwing herself in a panic attack.

CLAIRE: Oh my god! Oh my god! Wow! You’re really talking to me! I can’t believe this!

ALEESHA: Take a deep breath.

CLAIRE: Breath? Who needs time for breath in a moment like this?!

ALEESHA: Well, I don’t want to be the reason someone just passes out. So a deep breath is important here!

The young teen looked at Aleesha like everything she said was the gospel truth. Taking a couple of deep breaths in. Trying to get herself to be a little bit on the normal side.

ALEESHA: Good. Now I just wanted to say something. I overheard the conversation you were having with your father. It’s not my place to get involved and I’m not about to bash someone I don’t know.

CLAIRE: Oh you heard all that huh?

ALEESHA: I did and unfortunately people like that exist. They don’t understand you. They don’t understand your vision. It’s not their dream that they are living so they tend to be negative about it.

CLAIRE: I just don’t think he likes that I want to pursue something that isn’t a guarantee. Unlike my older brother who just went away last week.

ALEESHA: That’s great for your brother and his dream. For what he wants to accomplish, but it isn’t fair or right for your father to compare you to that. You’re a completely different person.

CLAIRE: Yeah I know...

She found herself looking down at the ground. Almost like she knew what Aleesha was telling her, but at the same time had heard enough that her dream didn’t matter that she almost believed it.

ALEESHA: I am not going to stand here and pretend to be some kind of role model. Because I’m the furthest thing from that.

CLAIRE: You are certainly a role model. I have watched every match you’ve had in SCW. You are different from most of the women’s roster. You seem so down to earth and know what you’re doing. There’s a reason why so many people like me look after you.

ALEESHA: I don’t know if that’s a good thing. I’m a little ball of spice. I’ve got a foul mouth. And when things happen that I don’t like. I got above and beyond to let the world know I don’t like it. Not sure you or anyone else for that matter should want to be anything like me. A bunch of mini versions of me seems like it might be bad for business in the long run.

CLAIRE: Not me. I think the business needs more people like you. More people that seem real. More people that seem authentic. More people that seem like they resonate with the fans. Rather than just being this over inflated egos with subpar skills. People like you Aleesha can be the hero people like me need.

ALEESHA: I don’t see myself being the hero type, but I guess if I’m being honest. I’d rather be viewed as the hero and you follow in my path. Than for you to see someone like Cassie or Harper as a hero and try to take over after them. It’ll just lead to you crashing and burning.

She couldn’t help herself. Nothing like a cheap jab at people you just couldn’t truly stand. Even if it seemed to make her petty. She was alright with being painted in that light once.

ALEESHA: Listen Claire. More than anything I just wanted to come over here to tell you. Do not let anyone kill your dreams or your passion for something. Doesn’t matter who that person is. It can be your father. Your grandmother. Your best friend. The school bully or just some random toxic ass hater for no reason at all. No one should ever have that kind of power over you. If you believe in yourself. If you believe in something strongly enough. Throw your all into it and see where the journey takes you. And if being a wrestler is what you want. I look forward to seeing you down the road one day.

She offered that warm smile of hers. Looking right at the young teen who hadn’t taken her eyes off of her. Not even for a second when it came to those words. All of the sudden Claire threw herself forward and wrapped her arms around Aleesha. Hugging her ever so tightly with a few years falling from her cheeks.

CLAIRE: Thank you. Thank you so much for believing in me. It’s all I ever wanted from people around me.

ALEESHA: And one day they will. It just seems like you’ve got to make them do it first. I have no doubt in my mind you can make that happen.

With that Aleesha gave the girl a small pat on her back. Only for Claire to then unwrap her arms from around the champion’s waist. Reaching up to wipe the tears from her cheeks as she offered a smile. Aleesha couldn’t help but smile right back before she turned herself around and started to walk away. This was part of the job that made it all worth it. Moments like that. Being able to make a difference in someone’s life. No matter how bad people might talk about her from time to time. It was moments like this that constantly reminded Aleesha. She was the right person, for the right job, and at the right time.

There was no better place on earth for Aleesha than lying out on a beach. The way the sun was bright and beamed down on her skin. The warm weather. Hearing the waves crashing in the distance. It was the place to be. And sadly she didn’t live in a place where she got to experience this year round. However, a small little vacation to Brazil to start 2025 off was a good idea for her. That was just the thing she needed. And the beach is exactly where she was found with the cameras rolling in.

A mixed drink in hand. A tiny red bikini and being right out under the sunrays. She was truly at home in a true state of relaxation. However as she took that sip from her drink she could just sense something. To the point when she finished that sip, she tilted her sunglasses down to reveal her eyes. A bright smile crossed her lips when she made eye contact with the cameras before her.

“ There is nothing like a small impromptu vacation for just yourself. Everything about this just feels right. I don’t have to worry about freezing my ass off like I would be back home. I do not have to worry about the everyday life woes that we all have. At least for a few days to a few weeks. And more than anything it really helps with one's mental health. Allows you to clear your mind and just relax. ”

Finishing off the little bit of liquor that was in her cup. Before placing it down in the stand beside her. Going from a laying down position to lifting herself up to a seated position. Using her hands in said sand to keep herself propped up.

“ I would suggest to anyone to take a vacation like this. That even includes you, Cassie. Because based on what I’ve seen on social media and all the things I’ve been hearing that you’ve said. It seems pretty obvious to me you’re in the middle of a mental breakdown right now. A vacation would do you good, but then again I say that when I know that you would never take one. If you’re not being the center of attention by sticking your foot in your mouth and having all eyes on you.

Whether it’s in a negative way or not then you’re not happy. You have this mindset that you’re become irrelevant or something. Not that you’re super relevant now by any means. Of course none of us could ever get lucky enough to see you disappear for a few weeks. But its your right to do so. You want to be a cunt with severe mental health issues because you don’t know how to take care of yourself. By all means do you. Couldn’t be me though. I value myself too much. ”

She had such a smirk spread across her lips in that particular moment.

“ After all the hardships I’ve gone through for the last year. After fighting so hard to come back. After winning back my Internet Championship and after having to deal with you last week. I more than deserved myself a mini vacation. A couple days to just decompress and not have to worry about anything, but of course all good things come to an end. My vacation isn’t going to be as long as I’d like. Because I have a job to do. Which requires me to be in Nevada this Sunday for Climax Control.

As it has been announced that I will be teaming up with Bella to take on the team of Cassie Wolfe and Harper Mason aka Young Justice. Now when this was first announced. Only thing that crossed my mind was... well this is going to be an easy night at the office for the two of us. Because there’s no one out there that believes Bella and I are in any danger of taking a loss. Well no one aside from Cassie and Harper. Delusional creatures will always have delusional mindsets. ”

For a moment she simply shook her head from side to side in a very disappointed manner. Based on that reaction it was pretty clear that the Bombshell Internet Champion pretty much expected this to happen. A very telling sign for when it came to who Cassie and Harper were as individuals.

“ In fact I said this last week. Cassie Wolfe is predictable in every sense of the word. Harper isn’t that much different either. I predicted everything that Cassie was going to have to say about me going into our championship match last week. Sure enough she pretty much said everything I said she would word for word. Only thing I didn’t see coming was the whole bit where she tried to accuse me of faking an injury just so I didn’t have to defend my title a year ago. I know that people aren’t intelligent but man. She proves that she’s got quite the low IQ every single week. Especially with shit like that.

There’s no reason for me to even address it when it’s complete bullshit and she’s not going to believe anything I say anyway. She’s already made up her opinion in her head. But just know Cassie, you have no idea what you are talking about. It was fun making you eat your words while also punching you in the face. Now I went a step further and predicted that when I beat her. She’d go to twitter and make herself out to be the victim. She’d tell the world how much of a fluke it was. So on and so forth.

And she did just exactly that. She can’t just own up to her faults. She can’t just admit that I was better than her -- even when it was made clear on day one. She couldn’t just admit she’s not ready to be champion yet or even that she’s not good enough to be champion. No no, it had to be everyone’s fault but hers. By no means at all is it surprising to me that here we are a week later. A new match is set to take place.

And the woman that’s lost seventy five percent of her matches delusionally thinks she's gonna win this time out. You people can see just how much dealing with Cassie is a headache. Now I’ve got to deal with Harper who pretty much shares the same opinions and thoughts as Cassie? Yeah, I certainly needed a vacation to clear my mind before I have to start dealing with all the nonsense that involves those two. But don’t you two ladies worry, your pretty little heads. I will be at Climax Control this week.

Not only will I be there, but I have every intention of being at my best. Being everything that I have said that I am time and time again. On top of that I plan to be a very-well oiled machine when it comes to teaming with Bella. You see as much as it's a foreign concept for the two of you to understand. Two people that might want the same thing. It doesn’t have to mean they hate each other. It doesn’t have to mean there’s a major issue amongst them. No, not at all. ”

From there Aleesha found herself getting to her feet. Taking a second to dust the stand off her thighs and hands. That warm stand instantly hit her feet. Something that brought her instant relaxation, but it didn’t take long for the woman to start walking towards the ocean waters. Forcing the cameras to keep up with her.

“ Bella and I are both very competitive women. We both want to be at our best. She wants the Internet Championship. I want to keep the Internet Championship. But that’s the only real conflict the two of us have with each other. I’m willing to bet she sees things the same way I do. Which is why I can see her working just as well with me as I plan to work with her come this Sunday. Which is something the two of you should really be worried about don’t you think.

After all, you've done all this work. Coming up with a tag team. Listening to dull music together to find a theme. Coming up with tag moves together. All of this work, but wouldn’t it be pretty embarrassing for y'all to just lose to a team essentially just thrown together? It sure sounds like it would be, but then again I have to realize who I am dealing with here. The delusion is real and it’s not even a thought that has even crossed your minds. Much like what happens when you lose, because you will lose.

That has not crossed your mind. See last week Cassie had the crutch when it came to Guy being the referee. Which, I happen to think he did an excellent job for a fairly new referee being put in a position to referee a main event match. But that was her crutch. She had someone that she was already going to blame when she lost. It was already decided before the match took place that was the route she was going to take. Now I am not going to sit here and pretend that things didn’t happen in that match.

There might have been a slow count on Guy’s end a few times. There might have been a fast count. He might have been a little biased. To which I say I’ve got nothing to do with that. I never asked him to do anything like that. Maybe if you weren’t such a raging cunt that no one can stand and maybe just maybe if you learned to keep your hands to yourself. Something that you’re taught when you’re a toddler. Then there’s a good chance you wouldn’t have been in the situation you were in last week.

But of course that’s going to fall on deaf ears. Because like I’ve been saying you can never be at fault. You can never be wrong. You can never be to blame. However, Guy isn’t the referee this week. He’s nowhere near the match. So what’s the excuse going to be when the loss happens? Hmm? Is it going to be Harper’s fault? Are you going to throw her under the bus like you did several weeks ago? All for the sake of once again looking like the victim? ”

Each word that came out of her mouth. It backed up every point she made when it came to being able to read Cassie like a book. Sure, Cassie would deny and deny and deny as she’s already done. But it didn’t make the facts any less true. Aleesha’s eyebrow just arched some with that smirk of hers widening.

“ I could go all day long with conspiracy theories and with whatever excuses you are going to have. All that’s going to do is end up being very tiresome to me. I would much rather spend my time and my resources doing much more fulfilling things for myself. It’s bad enough that I already have to spend enough time and resources competing in this match. But it’s my job. It’s what I get paid to do. And I do love the paycheck that comes my way.

So, I’ll compete. I’ll kick your ass for the third time since I came back. This time it being back to back weeks. But you need to understand something Cassie. Hell, you can even be included in this Harper. I get that the two of you think you can spin your narratives and if you curse and shout enough with your demands. You’ll ultimately get what you want. You think if you act out enough. You can bully people into catering to your wants and needs.

Sadly for you though. That's not how the real world works. Not by a long shot. So understand that this Sunday. It’ll be the last time I ever step into the ring with either one of you. You don’t get a rematch, Cassie. You don’t get another shot at my championship. Time for you to understand that acting like a two year old and throwing a temper tantrum gets you nowhere. You go right back to being the irrelevant stain to mankind that you’ve always been.

And that goes for you as well Harper. There’s no point in me sharing the ring with someone that has the same brain dead mentality as her tag team partner. No point in me getting in the ring with a woman that has the same mediocre wrestling talent as her tag team partner does. This is your one and only chance to brag about being in the same ring with thee Aleesha Jones. Because after this, I’m going to stand letting it be known I deserve to be held at a higher standard. I’m better than both of you and everyone knows it. ”

Finally, she had reached the end of the beach. Her feet met the warm water of the ocean. Taking a few steps out into the water until it came up to her waist. Aleesha turned herself back around and made eye contact with that camera for the last time.

“ Like I said at the beginning of all of this. I’m all about valuing myself and taking care of my mental health. Finding things to enjoy with life. As there is so much more out there than this wrestling shit you two seemingly live and die by. I’m going to go back to enjoying my vacation. Meanwhile until Sunday, you two bitches stay pressed and mad about it. Cause I’m not the least bit worried about you or your opinions about me. ”

As soon as those words left her mouth. Aleesha tossed her arms out at her side and then let herself fall back into the ocean water for a splash. Disappearing under the warm water and going right back to enjoying herself for the time being. This was the last image before the camera found themselves slowly fading out and leaving the SCW with something to look forward to this Sunday.