{OOC: Apologies for the shitty flashback}
“It is a dull sensation, your heart breaking, like the sound of a pebble dropping on the sand. Not a shattering, not a tearing apart, there is nothing shrill or grandiose about the sensation. It is merely an internal realization that something treasured you never knew you had is leaving forever.”
- Samantha Bruce-Benjamin, The Art of Devotion PRE HIGH STAKES PPV 8th October 2013
Home of Amy Marshall
Rio Grande, NJ.
It had been three days since Amy and Kevin broke up, however, for Amy it felt more like weeks, unlike Kevin, Amy had never been in a relationship that involved love, she had plenty of relationships over the years, where she had merely just fancied the person but was never in love with them. However, when Amy dumped someone or vice versa, Amy was never the one to pine over anyone, but Kevin was different… she loved him.
Watching him flirt and hang around with this Savannah A’Costa hurt, Amy couldn’t see them lasting as Savannah is a rich dumb airhead, although like Amy, she was also a freak in bed and that somewhat distracted away from the rich dumb airhead trait.
The scene opens up inside the home of Amy Marshall, as the camera glides around we see pictures from Amy’s wrestling career, but also a few pictures from DVD covers that Amy has appeared on as Roxxxie, pictures from AVN awards, pictures posing with people whom she had filmed with and pictures of friends and family.
And as the camera arrives in the living room, we see more pictures, and replica belts and replica AVN awards with the original’s being in 3-X HQ and a few more pictures… as the camera pans around, we see Amy sitting on the floor with her back rest against her black leather sofa. In front of her is a small glass table, on the table sat a large bottle of Russian Standard Vodka half drunk, but also a large bag of white power and some pills of sorts…
Looking up Amy’s face was drained of color and her eyes puffy from crying. Picking up the pills Amy looked at them and tried to remember how she did this the first time around…
{Flashback}2009The scene had opened on Roxxxie and then lover Maxxx Hardcore inside his apartment, where they were having sex, however, they were rudely interrupted as the local police burst in and dragged Maxxx off Roxxxie and to the ground where they handcuffed him, all the while Roxxxie, Maxxx and the police shouting at each other.
Covering herself with the bed sheet, Roxxxie watched on as the police dragged Maxxx to his feet where they gave him his pants before dragging him away leaving Roxxxie alone. Getting up off the bed, Roxxxie threw the nearest thing at the splintered door.
And on that note, Roxxxie got changed but was unsure what the hell she was going to do about Maxxx, but she knew that she wasn’t going to sit around and wait. Instead Roxxxie opted to leave the apartment and drink her troubles away.
Quickly returning back to the hotel, Roxxxie changed once more and headed into the town where she started to drink lots and took a mixture of drugs to enjoy herself and ignore the lingering feeling of missing Maxxx.
The last thing Roxxxie remembers as she collapsed from the all the drink and drugs she had, is the loud music of the club she was in. And while ‘unconscious’, Roxxxie found herself on top of a cliff somewhere secluded, serene and beautiful and over looking the a blue sea.
Where she chatted with a friend that had died years ago and this was when Roxxxie realised she was in trouble. Things then went bright as she came around from being unconscious.
“We got her back”
Roxxxie comes round and sees a load of doctors and nurses fussing around,
“What happened?”
“Take some bloods, and then give her some saline and monitor her every half hour”
The doctor said to the nurse before making some notes on the chart before turning his attention to Roxxxie.
“Welcome back Miss Marshall, you gave us a bit of a scare. And to answer your question… you overdosed on the drugs you were taking. Can you remember what you were taking?”
The doctor asked.
“Uh coke and some other stuff but I can’t remember what.”
She briefly and unhelpfully explained.
“Well whatever it was, it stopped your heart for a minute.”
“I died?”
“Yes, but there won’t be any lasting effects. But I do strongly recommend that you keep away from the drugs in future or at least go into rehab.”
“Thanks.”
Roxxxie said a little sarcastically, as the doctor turned as the nurse returned.
“Nurse Bailey, can you transfer Miss Marshall to recovery. Thanks.”
The doctor then leaves.
“How long do I have to stay here?”
Amy asks, as the nurse begins to set up the drip.
“Until the drip as filtered through your system and your bloods have come back.”
“Great”
Roxxxie sat back in the bed, as the nurse began to place the needle into Roxxxie’s arm for the drip. Closing her eyes for a moment, Roxxxie wished Maxxx was here, but she knew that it wasn’t going to happen since he had been arrested, which Roxxxie believed on false charges.
Suddenly Roxxxie was jolted away, as her the nurse and porter began to move her bed to recovery.
{End of Flashback}“Oh my god Amy… are you ok?”
Asks the female voice.
“What?”
Amy said snapping out of her daydream.
“How much of this have you taken?”
“Nothing yet.”
Amy said slurring her words a little, obviously drunk. Looking up to see who entered the house – it was her business partner and friend – Lori Martin. Lori quickly disappears for a moment, before returned with a dustpan and brush and sweeps away the powder before grabbing Amy’s hand and turning it, allowing the pills to fall into the dustpan.
“Oi… give me them back.”
Amy protested, but with the way she was sitting she couldn’t move.
“Is this the way you want to be remembered? Overdosed on god know what because of a man.”
Lori helps Amy onto the sofa, where she sits next to her.
“People should remember you for your life accomplishments and wrestling accomplishments and not dying on coke, drink and pills. No man is worth it.”
Lori continued.
“But I love him”
Amy said in a drunken slur and a single tear rolls down her cheek.
“I know babe, but it will get easier over time. Today you are having a bad day, but tomorrow you will have a good day and love the world, but the hurt will still nag you in the back of your head.”
Lori said trying to make Amy see sense.
“Plus I need you after the Supercard in Trinidad.”
“Why?”
Amy asked, as she removed her head from Lori’s shoulder.
“Its not totally confirmed yet, but you know we were talking to Manuel Ferrera, well he will be contacting us tomorrow about doing a few movies for us. And to cheer you up, I put our names down first.”
Lori said waiting for Amy’s reaction to the news.
“I’ve retired from porn, I’m just merely a owner and director now.”
Amy said uninterested.
“Oh lighten up Ames, its Manuel fucking Ferrara… the man is gorgeous. Hell his penis and obviously his chiselled good looks might give you a break from thinking about Kevin. And its only one fucking movie, with me and the very Manuel, what do you say?”
Lori said as she gives Amy a gentle shoulder nudge, trying to give her the incentive to say yes, although it was true that Amy had retired from porn, but it didn’t stop her from making anything amateur for her own collection.
“Oh go on then.”
Lori squealed with delight before giving Amy a kiss on the cheek. Amy smiled a little, as she let out a small sigh; she knew she was going to have many more bad days, and although solving it and killing herself with drink and drugs would be the easy way out, she knew that no man was truly killing herself for, but love does crazy things.
“Great, so why don’t you go clean yourself up and sober you up before taking you for something to eat.”
Lori suggested.
“Thanks.”
Amy gave a small smile, as she gave Lori a hug and kiss on the cheek, before taking a few attempts to get to her feet, which Lori chuckles to herself. Amy then disappears towards the bathroom, where she strips off and heads into the shower. Meanwhile Lori picks up the remote control and turns on the TV, as she waits for Amy. The scene fades out on Lori leaning back on the sofa and watching the TV.
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POST HIGH STAKES PPV 13th October 2013
High Stakes III
Turtle Rock Beach, Trinidad
The ring fills with the cloudy spray and Amy staggers back, blinded! Necra then gets a running start and drives the fire extinguisher into Marshall's head, knocking her from the ring! Necra wastes no time and grabs the downed Roxanne and she hits a twisted version of the Unprettier!
Simone: My Fair Lady!
Necra covers her and hooks the leg!
1.....
2.....
3!
Simone: She did it! Necra walks away with this one!
The crowd cheers as Drew raises Necra's arm in victory as Amy holds her head and looks from the outside in severe anger!
Justin: Here is your winner, Necra Octavian Kane!
Watching Necra get her hand raised, pissed Amy off and with her love life going down the toilet, it capped the past week off as pretty much terrible and it also ended the Caribbean tour on an ultimate low.
Grabbing a bottle of water from the nearest stagehand, Amy pours the water over her face to remove any fire extinguisher spray, before placing a hand on the bump that was beginning to form from the extinguisher shot from Necra.
Muttering a bunch of swear words under her breath, Amy just shook her head before making a quick exit from the ring to the backstage area, where ‘Stoner’ Scott Oliver was waiting for either Necra, Roxanne or Amy.
“Hey babe, can I get a few words from you?”
Scott asked with his usual laid back attitude, while Amy just gave him a quick glare, before letting out a small sigh.
“Sure.”
“Thanks. I’ll keep this short and sweet. Your thoughts on what happened out there tonight?”
“Once again I am screwed out of a fucking match by non other than Necra. This battle I started with me calling out Roxanne, it should have been between Roxanne and myself, but you butted in… I should have been the one kicking her ass, embarrassing her and pinning her tonight. I should be the one ending her career.
But no… you wanted to get yourself involved… well congratulations Necra. You fucking pinned Roxanne. But let it be know that its tainted… tainted because you shouldn’t have been in this match and you got fucking lucky tonight.”
Amy stomps off away from Scott Oliver, who just smiles before turning and waiting for the possibility of talking to either Roxanne or Necra. Meanwhile Amy returns to her locker room, where she slams the door shut in frustration before giving the lockers a quick kick before stripping to shower.
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Tuesday 29th October 2013
Los Angeles, California
The home of Kevin Carter.
Days after the High Stakes Supercard, where we saw Necra beat Roxanne and Amy in a hardcore rules match, Amy headed home to Rio Grande, New Jersey for the post Supercard weeks break, however, for Amy it was extended to two weeks with Amy not being booked on the next show.
During those two weeks, Amy and Kevin had a war of words as they argued with who was too blame with the relationship breaking down, with Kevin blaming her for the failure in not supporting him, while Amy blamed him for being too childish.
And although they had broke up, Amy still loved him and wasn’t going to get over it quickly.
Also during those two weeks off, Amy also done a little bit of filming for her adult film company 3-X productions, which she, her business partner Lori and male star Manual Ferrari did a scene together.
It briefly helped Amy forget about Kevin and focus on a different kind of work.
The scene opens outside the house of Kevin Carter, where we see Amy sitting alone inside her Ferrari as she looks at the house longingly. Hours earlier Kevin had got in contact with Amy in regards to picking up bits from the house. And although Amy knew that there would be a time when she had to return and collect any stuff from the house, she would have hoped that it would never happen.
Although Amy didn’t want it to happen, before she left New Jersey, Amy picked up the few bits that she had of Kevin’s and threw them into a small box and threw it into the Ferrari’s small trunk.
Letting out a small sigh, Amy grabs the box and then climbs out of the car before taking the short walk up the path towards the door. As she inched closer, she thought about the memories of coming to the house each time, all were good with no bad memories or fighting.
Finally reaching the door, Amy stood before it and hesitated before pressing the doorbell.
A few agonising moments passed, before the door opens to reveal Kevin on crutches with knee brace wrapped around his recently surgically repaired knee. Cocking her head, Amy looked at Kevin’s knee and just gave a small smirk before looking up.
“Hi”
Amy said breaking the silence.
“Hey.”
Kevin said back, as he opened the door to allow Amy into the house, as he used the crutches to turn and go back towards the living room, as Amy follows close behind with her box of Kevin’s items.
“How is the knee?”
Amy asked without any intent of being rude or horrible considering how they broke up.
“Sore.”
Kevin said providing no other information to Amy, as he picks up the box that sat on the table and held it out for Amy to take.
“Umm thanks. Where shall I put your box?”
Amy asked taking the box under her arm.
“Just throw it away.”
Kevin said with a shrug and saying a few more words. As Amy just nodded and with the awkward feeling lingering, Amy just turned and headed towards the door not wanting to say what was on her mind.
Once at the door, Amy hesitated as she turned to see Kevin ignoring the fact that Amy was leaving and just sitting down on the sofa and turned on the TV. Looking down at the box of Kevin’s bits, Amy just felt a surge of anger fill her senses.
Grabbing the door handle, Amy opens the front door and steps out and angrily slams the door behind her, as she begins to think about what she can do with his box. Jumping into her car, Amy headed back to her newly acquired apartment in Las Vegas.
Sometime later 
“Fuck you Kevin.”
Amy throws the box of Kevin’s items into the bucket, which the cologne that was in the box, stokes the fire even more.
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”So this week I am partnered with Joanne Canelli, So I should be excited that I am partnered with a former roulette champion, but to be honest I’m not. Nothing against you Joanne, you were a great champion but I want a partner who can hold a title longer than a few weeks… a partner like Roxi or Emma or someone I know very well and has beaten me multiple times; Mercedes Vargas.
Yeah I know Emma has never won a title in SCW but I saw how she faired in ACW and she did great.
Anyway going into this match, I know and Joanne knows that this match isn’t going to be easy… after all Roxi held the Bombshell title for months after defeating the most dominant woman in SCW.
But you have to pray that Roxi has a bad day and either Joanne or myself can pick up the big win.
But of course lets not forget Emma Rose the dark horse of the match… she maybe a rookie but don’t let that fool you. I’ve watched the few matches that you had in ACW and you impressed a lot of people including myself… you are truly a main threat, however, with your recent ‘hiatus’, I wonder how much ring rust there would be.
I hope you have been keeping up with your training because it would just suck to lose if you didn’t keep up with your training.
Good Luck Emma.
Good Luck Roxi. 
