[Jessie Salco]

 After a hard fought series of matches the Mean Girls retained all their titles though you’d be hard pressed to find anyone who didn’t think that Mercedes worked the hardest to retain the Bombshell Roulette Championship as she competed in a Three Stages of Hell Match against Zuri Chastain, however not all hope was lost as Amy Marshall returned at High Stakes IV to reform the Metal and Punk Connection with Jessie.

Not only that but the two time Bombshell Tag Champions wouldn’t have to wait long to get a shot at the titles, this week SCW was returning to its old haunt Laughlin, Nevada for the first show of the new Supercard Cycle and in the Main Event the Bombshell Tag Team Titles were on the line as Joanne and Veronica defended against the Metal and Punk Connection but can Jessie and Amy win?

A holding cell, Laughlin, Nevada
November 21st, 2014, 17:00pm

Well this is a great way to start the end of the year, isn’t it?

One month and three days away from Christmas, two days before I get another shot at the Bombshell Tag Team Titles and this time it’s with Amy as my partner and guess where I am? Here’s a hint, it’s small, cramped, and dirty and I’m facing possible criminal charges.

This wasn’t exactly the first Friday night to end like this but this time is different for three reasons, one: it’s not the early hours of the morning, two: this time it’s not my fault, and the third reason?

Look, this is way too long a story to explain normally so I’m just going to tell you through a flashback.

*flashback to two hours ago*

You may have heard of two news stories surrounding the European Space Agency in recent weeks, namely that they landed a fucking spaceship on a motherfucking comet but rather than focus on that certain feminists chose to focus on the fact that one of the scientists working on the project, Matt Tyler, wore a bowling shirt that depicted cartoon drawings of scantily clad women and you can pretty much guess what their reaction was.

So you’re probably wondering what my reaction was, it was pretty much this: who the fuck cares what one of the scientists was wearing?! THEY LANDED A SPACESHIP ON A COMET!

Yeah, as you can probably tell I’m not exactly a big fan of the stereotypical feminist and that wasn’t helped when said scientist issued a tearful public apology, my only reaction would be “fuck you, focus on the fucking comet”!

As a result me and the boys were walking around Laughlin wearing custom made “We support Matt Tyler” t-shirts courtesy of a friend who works in SCW’s merchandise department, which is appropriate since Matt Tyler’s t-shirt was also custom made, by a woman, yeah I bet those idiots paid absolutely no attention to that tweet.

“Jess, are you sure this is wise?” Jake asked as he walked down the street with us. “I mean the last two times we’ve done this we’ve been able to avoid any feminists but I have a bad feeling about tonight.”

“Jake, relax.” I sighed as we turned a corner. “Those idiots deserve a good earful from someone with common sense anyway!”

“I’m not saying they don’t deserve it but we all know how nasty your temper is.” Jake responded and I frowned at that. “You can pretty much ask any Bombshell that was active for the past couple of years about that!”

“Bonus points if they feuded with her.” Shane quickly added before shaking his head. “Besides Jake, you’ve been worried about this idea since it popped into Jessie’s head and nothing bad has happened so far…..”

“We are women, we are free, hear us roar, hear us shout…..” We could practically hear the chanting from a mile away and we shared a look.

“Please tell me someone’s playing GTA V in public.” Shane groaned and I shook my head.

“I’m not even sure if that’s the correct chant.” I sighed and sure enough a large group of women turned the corner all carrying signs with the same theme: feminism, I’m going to need a strong drink.

“Jess, did you anticipate a group of feminists that large?” Shane whispered to me as they continued to chant.

“No, no I didn’t.” I responded and Jake winced.

“How about we just leave before they spot us?” Jake suggested and we turned around as quickly as possible…..

“Hey you yeah the short one, were do you think you’re going?” One of the feminists, the only one with a megaphone and apparently the leader of those morons, called out to me and I groaned before turning around.

“Far away from the idiot parade!” I snapped back at her and the woman, who was at least twice my age and based on her looks either a butch lesbian or a Liberian with no interest in men whatsoever, scoffed as she put her megaphone aside, god I can feel her smugness from here.

“Oh, we’re the idiots when you and these Neanderthals….” The woman responded as she nodded towards Jake and Shane. “Support that sexist pig.” Oh here we go.

“Damn right I support him, especially when he’s done more than your girlfriends ever did!” I snapped back at her as I got in her face, she was a good few inches taller than me but whilst I had an athletic build she had a build that would make Amanda Huggenkiss look like a Victoria’s Secret Model. “Seriously, how dare you criticize what he was wearing when he lands a fucking spaceship on a comet god knows how many light-years away whilst you do nothing but March around chanting something that you blatantly stolen from a video game?”

“We stole nothing….” The woman trailed off and I rolled my eyes.

“Lady, I’ve been playing the PS4 port of GTA V  since it was released last week, trust me, you stole it!” I responded as I glared at her. “Also these “Neanderthals” as you called them, though I’m honestly surprised that someone as blatantly stupid as you can even spell a word with more than two words in it, are my brother Jake who served in the US Military during the war on terror and my fiancé Shane.” I added as I motioned to them both. “And guess what? They treat me with respect and have never said anything even remotely sexist to my face, especially not when I compete in SCW.”

“Oh, I thought I recognized you.” The woman said with a scoff and my eyes narrowed. “Jessie Salco, a recovering drug addict who parades around in skimpy outfits in front of perverts for a living, if you’re supposed to be a good example to young girls in this country then no wonder it’s gone to shit.” Did she just insult the Bombshell Division? That’s it! “This conversation’s over….”

“Like hell it isn’t!” I snapped at her as I stepped in front of her blocking her path. “I can take you insulting a scientist who’s done more for humanity in the past week than you’ve done in your entire life but insulting a job that I love just because it’s wrestling?”

“That’s not a real job….” The woman trailed off and I scoffed.

“Neither is being a bitch but you seem to get paid by the word for it!” I responded and the women gasped in response, I wanted to use a certain C Word in response to her but I remembered that the cameras were rolling and it was then that I got an idea and took her megaphone. “Quick question for you guys.” I said into the thing as I turned to her group of followers. “How many of you actually have a job and are not just benefit scroungers?” I asked and, just as I predicted, none of the women raised their hands.

“That proves nothing.” The woman said as I tossed her megaphone into the street.

“What about you? Do you have a job or are you just a massive fucking hypocrite?” I asked as I folded my arms and the leader went to respond but stopped. “Yeah, I thought so you accuse me of not having a real job when you and your followers can’t even claim to have a job period! So in short, you bad mouth a scientist for the shirt he wore to work and you badmouth me just because I’m a wrestler when you don’t even have a job….”

“Err, Jess….” Shane said suddenly and I ignored him.

“And you know what really pisses me off? I’m a feminist and your giving me a bad name with this bullshit!” I added and the group gasped.

“Seriously, Jess…..” Jake tried to interrupt me but like Shane I ignored him.

“So go take your girlfriends and crawl under whatever rock you crawled under never to return.” I finished and the women quickly left. “God that was satisfying.”

“Jess, you have bigger problems.” Jake said and I finally looked up seeing two of the local police force’s finest ready to arrest me.

“Oh fuck my life.” I muttered under my breath as they arrested me.

*end flashback*

The official charge was originally disturbing the peace, which is funny because I don’t see the feminists here for the same crime, but from what I’ve heard the feminist leader dropped by to insist that I assaulted and robbed her.

Well, it was a good SCW career whilst it lasted, somehow I don’t think Mark and Christian will be employing me after this.

“Salco, you’re free to go.” One of the guards said as he opened the cell. “Your brother and fiancé’s statements were backed-up by several passersby and we’ve dealt with this group before, they shouldn’t bother you again.”

“Thank god.” I muttered under my breath as I stood up and left the cell, never doing that again. “I won’t have a record will I?” I asked and he shook his head.

“Charges were dropped and your bother paid a fine on your behalf, as far as this department’s concerned you’re a little tattooed angel.” He responded and I grinned at that as he lead me to the front desk were Jake and Shane were waiting. “Just stay out of trouble.”

“I will.” I responded before turning to the boys. “How heavy was the fine?”

“Heavy enough to force me to dip into the Bloodstock/Concerts savings fund.” Jake responded as he folded his arms and I winced. “Don’t worry, there’s still a lot of money left in it so you should be fine heading into next year.”

“That’s good to know.” I responded as we left the police station. “Still, I’m not exactly in a hurry to do that again, still can’t believe that she tried to ruin my career with those extra charges.”

“It’s a good thing that we were with you.” Shane responded with a nod as Jake unlocked the car. “I’m pretty sure I don’t have to tell you what would’ve happened if we had refused to do this.”

“Luckily for you these Neanderthals agree with you about the Matt Tyler situation.” Jake added and we laughed at that. “Anyway, do you want to start on your promo in the car?”

“Let’s go.” I nodded in response as we got in I got in the backseat alongside the cameraman whilst the boys took up spots in the front. “That was definitely not how I was planning to spend Friday night.”

“I know, right?” Shane asked with a grin as I started on my promo.

“I’ve had a hell of a day and I just want to get it over with, as a result I’m keeping my trash talk short, sweet and to the point, this week the Metal and Punk Connection finally gets its chance to finish what we started as we take on Veronica and Joanne for the Bombshell Tag Team Titles, my only regret is that the Coast to Coast Cowardly Girl is no longer around because she would make this that much better but I guess I’ll have to make do!”

And I’m starting with Veronica.

“Veronica, the other week on Twitter you asked why I was getting so many “charity shots” at your titles, first off Veronica, they are not your titles, they rightfully belong to the Metal and Punk Connection but at the end of the day I have to make do with what I got and what I got is a fake, anorexic bitch who somehow keeps getting lucky, unfortunately for you Veronica lady luck has had enough of your bullshit because your reign’s end will mark the beginning of the end of the Mean Girls.”

And thank fuck for that! Next up is Joanne.

“Joanne, if things had played out differently I’d be in your shoes, being forced to team up with an incompetent bitch because the bosses lack the balls to strip anyone of the titles no matter what! Fortunately for you Joanne you won’t have to suffer for much longer because I and Amy are taking the titles back where they belong!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

“The Metal and Punk Connection is back, stronger than ever before and we're finishing what we started! And this time Veronica you can run but you can’t hide! Well you can hide behind a much more competent teammate by the name of Joanne but in the end that won’t matter because when Metal and Punk Collide the Metal and Punk Connection are the only ones left standing!”

The car drove off as the scene fades.