[Mark Ward]

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[Zoey Lukas]

 I'm thinking about the old me
'Cause I've been feeling empty
I never used to be so dead inside
I think I lost my memory
I can't remember carefree
And all my days turn into fight or flight

Scene One: There has to be something more to this.
Off Camera
Taco Bell, Toronto Canada
5 Years Ago

She couldn’t get away from the smell. The meat, the cheese, the grease. It was always there now. In her hair, on her skin. Now matter how much she washed the feeling was there. Sierra took a deep breath opening her small locker in the employee room. She pulled the purple hat off her head undoing the heavy button up shirt throwing them both in her locker before pulling out a black Trivium shirt and a red knitted cap pulling it over her long black hair with a few blond streaks. This wasn’t the Sierra we know today tho0ugh, there were no tattoos, no arrogant confident swagger.

She adjusted her hat in the mirror as she sighed and looked at herself. Her eyes hung heavy and tired, her body ached. She grabbed her wallet, attaching the chain to a belt loop sliding it in her back pocket as the door opened behind her. A few of the other girls she worked with walked in, the three of them all moving to their lockers while talking. Sierra didn’t even hear her friend come up next to her. ”Yo, you wanna go out tonight?. Your moms can watch Jade right?” Sierra seemed to not even hear her, her attention obviously elsewhere.

Her fingers moved fast on her phone before she let out a deep sigh and swore under her breathe in Spanish. ”Mierda” Juliet raised an eyebrow. ”What?..Si?” She snapped out of it and turned her head sideways noticing Juliet and the others staring at her. She tilted her head trying to figure out why they were gawking. Juliet looked at the others and moved her head to the side, the other two turned away. ”I asked if you wanted to go out tonight. You ok?

Sierra smirked and gave a small shrug closing her locker and turning to lean against it. Juliet wanted to ask, she wanted to talk, but she had no idea what to say. Her long blonde hair tied up in a high ponytail, her blue eyes framed with the perfect amount of eyeliner. If you looked at her and Sierra standing next to each other, you'd think they wouldn’t be friends. They had very little in common. Sierra listened to rock and metal, she was from a mixed household. She had long dark hair, olive skin and had a hard outer edge.Juliet was pale, had long blond hair, blue eyes and was soft and sweet. She was the first to talk to Sierra when she started working there a few months before.

”You gotta look after Jade?” Sierra shook her head and sighed deeply. ”Nah I’m...working out tonight.” The other two girls snickered behind Juliet, she turned and shot them a look of annoyance and raised her eyebrows. ”Si, why do you do that to yourself?. I get you had a dream but now, well you got Jade. Sierra pushed off the lockers and slid her phone in her pocket, Juliet stepped in front of Sierra with a sigh. ”This wrestling thing, leave it to your brothers. Live a normal life. Work, look after your daughter, and hang with your friends once in a while”

She reached out and grabbed Sierra’s arm, she shook her head again and pushed away. ”Look, I gotta….I gotta go” The other two girls laughed again as Sierra moved out the door.

Scene Two: Personal
OnCamera
Calgary Alberta Canada
Present Day

”I believe the words you’re all looking for are, thank you.”

Sierra sits in an old swing on her front porch moving back and forth slowly. Her hair tied back with a bandana under her hair tied forward.

”You should all be saying thank you for what I did at Climax Control. See, I rid the SCW world of one of the biggest frauds in pro wrestling. See Amanda Cortez is a throwback to a time when womens wrestling was all about sex appeal. All about the presentation, not the substance. She was a former SCW Bombshells world champion, but she never belonged in this company in 2019. See now this company and the SCW Bombshells division is all about competition and the best of the best. It’s why, back in October last year I signed with this company.”

“I could have gone anywhere when DIVISION went on hiatus. I could have gone to a CWC fed or 4CW or hell I could have gone back to WWH and picked up the pieces of their failed company. I could have gone anywhere and did anything but instead I signed with Sin City Wrestling, because they represented the values that I love in this business. Sure, it has it’s showy Vegas side. We can sit back and see the ring announcer with a stripper body, we can see the backstage interviewers with tits and vagina names. But in that ring, in that ring is where it all matters…”

Sierra smirks and folds her arms over her chest.

”And from day one all I’ve heard is that I’m not good enough. I walked in here with Lachlan and Mercedes Vargas said he and I weren’t worthy of title shots. Then we beat them. They told us it was a fluke. Then we beat them and became champions.”

She pauses again with a chuckle getting to her feet sliding her hands into the front pockets of her jeans as she steps forward leaning sidewards against the upward posts connected to the bannister.

”And you know, you’d think after beating them, one of which being a hall of famer and the other one having held singles titles here that maybe. Just fucking maybe we would get a little respect right?. Nah, that’s not how this world works. Cause then every damn team we faced said the same thing. We were overhyped. Not good enough. Not strong enough. Then before you knew it we were the longest reigning mixed tag champs, the most defences and then. Well then we faced Gamers Inc again, and one moment was all that gave them an advantage. We built the division and then we got pushed and cast aside. Only for the current champions to take the titles we made mean something and run ...”

“Cause decisions mean so much in this world. Especially when you make the wrong ones.”

“But then what happened hmmm?”

“Did Lachlan and I whine about the loss?. Did we demand a rematch like primadonna, arrogant children?. Or did we knuckle up and move on?. Lachlan has gone and earned a shot at the Roulette title and I am so proud of him. He and Griffin Hawkins are going to go to war and the best man will walk out with that title. Meanwhile I have gone about destroying the rest of the division from the bottom up.”

She scoffs and rolls her eyes.

”Trinity Jones, Jesse Salco, Amanda Cortez. Each one of them, each beating they got. It was all just business. See that’s all any of this has been. From the moment I signed, to the tag titles, to the matches I’ve had recently, they have all just been about business. That is. Until this one. See Bobbie Dahl returned to SCW after almost two years. See Bobbie had started making a name for herself before SCW decided to go on it’s own hiatus, and when it was announced she was returning I honestly didn’t think much of it. From what I’ve seen she is rather unique, her look, her in ring style. She presents many obstacles and questions.”

“But, my mind went from thinking about her being a new opponent and what she could to to being a target. For weeks she has disrespected me, Lachlan and our relationship”

“This is someone you people love and cheer for?. This is someone who you see to be superior to me in moral standing?. She hit on a taken man, she had made lewd comments and has called me a man. Yet you people, you people cheer for her. My coworkers and the fans, all of you think she is this great fun loving woman with a great sense of humor yet not one of you gives a rats ass about the disrespectful bullshit that has come out of her mouth on a weekly basis. I took umbrage with what she said. I admit it, I got angry and why shouldn’t?. But to their credit SCW did the right thing and they signed myself and Bobbie to a match at Into the void.”

“Now, to be clear on this, I don’t hate Bobbie Dahl. I don’t care enough about her as a person to hate her. I hate that she thinks it’s ok to be so disrespectful. I hate that she thinks it is ok to try and make a goddamn mockery of my relationship and personal life. So I know what I have to do. I know what my mission is at into the void. I am going to walk down to that ring, I am going to beat some respect into her and I am going to make sure she knows that this is personal to me. This isn’t just a match for me to prove my dominance, this is a chance for me to put a giant warning sign out to the universe. And it will read…”

“Don’t fuck with Sierra Williams”

[Bobbie Dahl]

 Two matches back, two wins under Bobbie’s belt! To say that she was excited about being on a “streak” was a bit of an understatement. Even when she was under contract two years ago, she didn’t concern herself as much as anyone else did with wins and losses. She simply chose to enjoy doing what she loved, and that was that.

But now that she has her first official “grudge match,” Bobbie is bound and determined to put on a good performance and walk out of that match with her hand held up in victory, versus flat on her back and disappointed. Even Bobbie will tell you that being flat on your back and disappointed is never a good thing in any situation!

This feud with Sierra Williams has stirred up some interesting memories for Bobbie, though. Not many people, aside from her best buddy Artie, know much about Bobbie’s past or her personal life, and that’s probably a good thing. Not that Bobbie has any secrets to tell, but personal lives should simply never be dragged into a professional wrestling career. Though it happens far too often, unfortunately.

Because Bobbie seems to have forgotten the similarities between her current situation with Sierra Wiliams, and something that happened during her good old High School Days, I’m going to do her a favor and remind her. In the form of a dream, of course, as she’s currently snoring up a storm.



**FLASHBACK**
Coal City, Illinois
2003

High School. The time that some teenagers love, yet so many others loathe. Your feelings on your high school days simply depend on what “crowd” you’re in or how you are treated. Are you in the popular crowd and having the time of your life? Are you not so popular and just skating by having an okay time? Or are you part of an unpopular group, getting constantly bullied and teased and hating every single day of your High School Career?

Well, sixteen year old Bobbie Dahl doesn’t really fit into any of those groups, simply because she does her own thing. She gets teased and bullied occasionally, sure, but she doesn’t give a rat’s behind about any of it.

It’s the end of Homecoming week at Coal City High School. Spirit week as most students call it, as each day of the week is celebrated with a different “theme” for the day. The students who are always most excited about this particular week are, of course, the jocks and popular crowd. The jocks in particular, as they spend the week pumping up for the big Homecoming Football game, and all of the girls get excited for the Homecoming Dance and the dresses they are going to wear.

As school is letting out for the weekend this afternoon, Bobbie and her best buddy Artie are at her locker as she collects her things. Artie stands against the lovker next to hers, clutching one of his textbooks to his chest and avoiding contact with any of their classmates that pass them. Just as Bobbie goes to shut her locker, one of the football players walks up to his own locker, which is right next to hers on the right.

He’s wearing his football jersey today, as it was Sports Day and of course the football team wore their jerseys. Artie tries to get Bobbie’s attention, but she turns and stares at the one who has not caught her affection, not hiding the fact she is eyeing him up and down completely.

“Hey there, Jason! It’s always a pleasure seeing you…”

The boy, now identified as Jason, glances at her from the corner of his eye and just nods, not saying a word.

“Why you being so shy?! Can’t a girl talk to you and you at least respond back?”

Jason shuts his locker and turns to face her.

“Hi, Bobbie. Look, I don’t really have the time to talk right now. I-it was good seeing you, too…”

“Ya know, you never gave me an answer on my invitation to Homecoming! I know the dance is tomorrow, but there’s still time. Trust me, I’m alot of fun, and the after party will be even better!”

Jason looks away awkwardly and just as he is about to respond, a peppy blonde cheerleader walks up next to him. She immediately glares at Bobbie as she embraces Jason.

“Jason, is fat ass here hitting on you again?! Look, Bobbie, how many times do we have to tell you? He’s not interested. He’ll never be interested. Neither will anyone on the football team. Save yourself the embarrassment and just give up.”

Bobbie lets out a laugh and waves her off.

“Well look at you just inserting yourself into a conversation that doesn’t involve you! Ain’t no embarrassment, Jamie. I’m just enjoying the fine specimen that God put on this earth.”

Jamie rolls her eyes and steps forward, getting right in Bobbie’s face.

“Listen up, fat ass. Jason is MY boyfriend. Not yours. He walks around with ME next to his hip, and not you. You may be four times my size, but if you don’t back the hell off, I won’t hesitate to kick your ass. Why don’t you find your own boyfriend, like your twiggy little sidekick there. He seems to enjoy looking at your oversized ass all the time.”

Artie quickly looks away as Jamie shoots him a glance. Bobbie rolls her eyes and winks at Jason before turning her attention back to Jamie.

“What’s the matter, Jamie? Afraid that hunky boyfriend of yours will realize what an anorexic twig you are and decide what a real woman can give him? At least I’m not afraid to eat a cheeseburger every now and then!”

Jamie snorts and glances to Jason.

“Yeah, clearly the whole McDonald’s, lard ass.”

Jason rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh.

“Babe, stop. Just give it a rest and let’s go.”

Jamke snarls again but she does as Jason suggests. She wraps her arm around him again and, Bobbie looks Jason directly in his eyes. She winks at him again and he quickly looks away. As he leads Jamie away, Bobbie turns around and smacks his ass, getting a handful, but Jason doesn’t even flinch! Bobbie lets out a laugh and looks back to Artie.

“S’ok, Artie! You don’t have to be embarrassed about stealing a glance at my backside, even though we both know the truth. C’mon, let’s get out of here!”

Artie doesn’t speak a word. He just follows behind Bobbie awkwardly.

The Next Day…

The Homecoming Dance is in full swing, with only about an hour left until all the students will need to start heading home. Bobbie Dahl is seen over by one set of bleachers, taking a short break from dancing and sitting by Artie, who has done absolutely nothing all night. Bobbie is dressed in a gorgeous blue dress that fall past her knees. The top half of the dress just barely meets dress code requirements, but due to her ample bosom, she had just enough cleavage to be considered decent.

Just on the dance floor she sees the object of her affection, Jason, dancing with his girlfriend, Jamie. The two are now sporting crowns, having awarded Homecoming Prince and Princess. Bobbie bites her bottom lip and stands up from her spot on the bleachers.

“Artie I’m gonna go get a drink! I’m parched!”

“Oh...Ok. I...I’ll go with—“

“Nah just stay here! Get out there and dance! I’ll bring you something back!”

Artie doesn’t even have time to protest before Bobbie rushes off and out of the school gymnasium. He just scratches his head and sits back down, and doesn’t even watch everyone else having a good time.

As Bobbie heads out of the gymnasium, Jason’s eyes dart in her direction curiously. He’s seen saying something to Jamie before disappearing himself. Jamie takes the opportunity to rest, herself, having been dancing most of the night.

After thirty minutes goes by, and the dance is nearing its end, Jamie begins to wonder where her boyfriend has run off to. She decides to head out of the gymnasium and see where he went. Little does she know, she’s going to be led to a scene she does not want to see.

You see, just outside Jason has returned to his car in the parking lot. But he’s not alone. He’s in the backseat with Bobbie, engaged in a steamy makeout session! Neither are paying much attention. That is, until the sound of Jamie’s heels clicking against the blacktop are heard getting closer to the car! Jason pulls away quickly, seeing Jamie approaching the car and he freaks out!

“Shit! Don’t move! She won’t see us!”

“She’s not a damn T-Rex! Besides, I think it’s a little late for that.”

Indeed it is, as Jamie finally walks up to the car, spotting the both of them in the backseat. Her jaw drops and Bobbie just waves to her, not at all remorseful of what just happened.

I’d love to tell you what follows, but you’ll just have to wait and find out next week!

TBC…



“Hot damn almighty! I’m actually on a winning streak! I’ve won two in a row! TWO IN A ROW!! That’s never happened to me before! But hell I’m not about to go and let that hot streak end! I’m gonna continue this shit no matter what I have to do!

I have to say, most people don’t really seem to have a problem with me, or the amount of fun I’m having! Most of what I do makes people smile! It makes them laugh! And I love every single minute of it. I haven’t had that many enemies in life, but I can tell ya, the ones that I HAVE had, are the ones that are the most insecure.

Yes, I’m talking about YOU Sierra. I’m pointing my chubby little finger at YOU through this screen right now because what I’m saying is sooooo obviously true, but hey, you won’t admit it, will ya? Nope! You’ll say you have nothing to be insecure about but lemme point out a few things to you, ok?

I don’t just flirt with “taken” men, Sierra. I flirt with ALL men, because why not?! Why can’t a girl let a guy know how fucking drop dead hawt they are?! How many men have I flirted with already in SCW since I been here? Better yet, how many did I flirt with when I was here two years ago?!

Answer...all of them.

Hell, I’ve flirted with Ty West and that man is taken AND supposedly gay, but you think that stops me? Nope. Has Fenris gotten all angry and thrown a hissy fit? Maybe a little but not because I’m flirting with his gorgeous man. And the reason for that is because...HE TRUSTS HIM! Fen knows he’s got nothing to worry about and that my flirting is just that!

FLIRTING!

Do you see me walking up to Lachlan and throwing myself at him? No. Even though I’d love to do just that, I don’t. I let the men come to me, honey! And if they don’t?! Meh...their loss! If he’s really set on staying with a he-woman chubby hater, then that’s on him! There’s plenty more worth beefcakes out there.

So why get your boxers in a bunch, IF you have nothing to worry about, Sierra?! Maybe it’s perhaps deep down, you DO need to worry! Maybe one day Lachlan will get oh so curious about what it’s like to be with a big beautiful woman like myself! Don’t say it couldn’t happen, because...it just might! Ya neeeever know!

If you’re really that intent on tryin’ to beat the shit outta me, go right ahead and try! I ain’t afraid! In fact, I really enjoy it! I love to entertain the people and sometimes, if that means falling on my fat ass and making them laugh, so be it!

But don’t think that means I’m about to let you win, Sierra! I’m on a roll like butter and I’m not about to stop! I’ve got goals to accomplish and beating you?! Moving to three in a row?! Let’s just say that’ll put Bobbie Dahl on some very important radar!

One week, Sierra! One more week until that bell rings and I can hardly wait! I know full well you’ll be on me like white on rice, but I’m looking forward to every second! And I’m looking more forward to squashing your man buns into the matt and getting the one, two, three!

Don’t believe me?! Well, I’ll see you next week!!”

[Zoey Lukas]

 Deceive me, Release me, Unleash me
You’ve unleashed the wild within
Welcome to the madness
that dwells inside these eyes
Pushed unto the breaking point
you’re running out of time

Scene One: Brotherly Love
Off Camera
Thunder Bay Ontario Canada
4 Weeks Ago

It was weird being home so much. Sierra had been drifting in and out of SCW, a match every few weeks, appearances and live events, but really she hadn’t been used that much in the capacity she wanted. But a few weeks ago the news filtered through. DIVISION was back, she was returning and she was going to be able to go back to the place she made a name. The place she met Lachlan, the place she started to become the wrestler people now feared. She had come back to Canada, she had been visiting with her family on an off as Lachlan traveled back and forth to see his sister.

The girls were with their grandparents, her mother Marie and her father Oscar. And Sierra had decided she needed to stay in shape and wandered down to the local gym and wrestling school where ten years ago she started this journey. Sierra stood on the apron in red and black lycra pants, a loose fitting black Lachlan Kane shirt and her hands pulling on tape around her wrist. Meanwhile, her older brothers Diego and Rico Lopez moved in the ring and hit the ropes while laughing at each other.

“Diego, you move like Dad, come on man you’re only 32” He laughed at his older brother, Rico slowly looked over at Sierra who shook her head. “Yo you getting in or what?”. Diego slamming Rico with a tackle tackling him down, Rico hit the mat hard and laughed as the breath left his body. Diego shook his head and stepped over Rico. “Idiota!.” He sighed and leaned against the ropes near Sierra. “So, you come home for a break but decide to “work out” then...not work out?”

He scoffed as Sierra slowly stepped in the ring. “Hey, I just thought I’d let you two warm up, the old bones don’t move as fast as they used to.” Rico groaned and got to his feet taking in a few deep breaths to get his wind back before standing on the other side of Sierra, his hand going through his thick black hair.“Hey, he might be in his thirties, I’m only a year older than you.” Sierra raised an eyebrow and slowly reached a finger out poking Rico’s stomach. “Yeah?...you’re about to turn thirty...and you look like you’ve been eating too much of mom's cooking.” Rico looked offended and wrapped his arms over his stomach stepping back with a raised eyebrow as Diego smirked and walked towards the center of the ring with him.

It had been a while since she’d seen her brothers. They had followed in their father's footsteps at a young age, younger than Sierra. They were both early teens when they started working out in a ring. Something very normal in the lucha world. But something that made them seem different and special in Canada where they were born and raised. As Rico and Diego took cheap shots at each other Sierra seemed to just laugh and drift off looking through the gym, remembering what it was like walking in there for the first time.

The smells, air being thick and the butterflies in her stomach. She shook her head and snapped back to reality as Rico hit the mat hard.“COME ON MAN I HAVE A MATCH TONIGHT!” She couldn’t help but laugh and roll her eyes as she rolled her wrists. “Alright...let's do this…”

5 Years Earlier

Sierra was angry and frustrated. She tore through the gym passed other students. Ones working on the mats, working out with weights, and some in the ring  hitting the ropes. Sierra didn’t look at any of them, didn’t talk to any, just storming through into the female locker room kicking the door open. She reached forward and pulled the door to her locker back with such force one of the hinges bent and twisted. The other girls shuffled out of the room leaving Sierra alone, she pulled her shirt off before throwing on a compression shirt and workout pants, she moved back out onto the main floor when her brother Diego stood in front of her.

”What?....” Sierra growled looked up at her brother. His hair was done in cornrows to keep it out of his eyes, he shook his head and sighed deeply, his hand reaching out to his little sisters shoulder giving her a small pat on the side. ”You have to calm down Si.” Sierra ground her teeth together, her hands clasping into fists as Diego sighed and stepped sideways leading his sister to a quiet part of the gym, her eyes trailed across the floor as she saw Rico, their other brother rolling on the mats with others and laughing.

Diego and Rico were a popular tag team in the local scene. They wrestled all around Canada and even into the Northern US states. Sierra wanted to be like them, she wanted to drive hours to wrestle in front of new people to work as a wrestler, to quit her job at Taco Bell. But training had been slow, the time seemed to drag. Diego and Rico helped her when they could but Diego had told her over and over she wasn’t ready to do anything but spot shows.

”What is it?. You came in like a bull in a china shop…” Sierra shook her head and put her hands on her hips trying to keep calm, the anger rising up in her chest. ”My friends are right, I’m not, I’m not advancing.” Diego raised an eyebrow confused as Sierra started to pace a little before looking up at her older brother. ”Am I, am I bad at this?. Do I have a chance D?. I can’t justify it anymore.” Diego stood still, his jaw dropped as he wanted to say something, anything to calm his sister. Sierra turned and wiped the tears from her eyes going back into the locker room, Diego sighed heavily and shook his head, not even hearing Rico walk up behind him.

”Is Si ok?”

”Nah man...not by a long shot…”

Scene Two: It’s not lack of trust, it’s disrespect
On Camera
Arizona
Present Day

”It’s crazy to think, that once upon a time I was ready to give all this up…;”

Sierra sighed heavily standing in her hotel room in Arizona. She had arrived a few days early to do press and interviews for Into the void. Her long hair was tied back as she looked out the window.

”I was at a low point in my life. I had trained when I was 17 years old, I started to get really good. Then at 18 I met a guy. And in my youthful stupidity I let my dreams slip away. I fell pregnant, I fell into a pit of horrible depression and drug abuse. I was in this horrible place where no one cared and I realised my life was going to most likely end. I pulled myself out of that, I dragged myself into a better life. I retrained, I worked hard and now here I am. I’m in a happy place where I can provide for both my daughters and I have a good man..”

“A good man I trust…”

“So much has been made of this match with Bobbie Dahl. She decided to bring up the fact she hits on all these other people and their significant others don’t care. She thinks I don’t trust Lachlan?. Really? You think that is what this is about Bobbie?. You seem friendly with Fenris and Ty, they seem to like you. And even if they don’t they also just laugh you off as a joke and that’s fine. That is on them. But me?. I don’t know you, I don’t like you and the fact is you walked back into SCW and decided right away to hit on my boyfriend knowing he was with someone…”

“It’s not about trust or lack of trust it’s about respect.”

Sierra shakes her head and scoffs folding her arms over her chest.

”Or rather, lack there of. I’ll fight literally anyone for any good reason in wrestling. But most of the time it just just purely business. My need to show that I’m better than someone. The fact I want to face the best of the best and become a champion. This is all just straight up normal business for people in wrestling. But what Bobbie Dahl has done, is take my business and personal lives and melded them together. And I get it, life’s a party for Bobbie. Oh yay you’re this big, fun girl who does and says outlandish things. That happy smiling face and stupid fun loving personality does alot of heavy lifting for your shitty morals and laziness when it comes to being in shape anjd being a real wrestler…”

“You want to be all happy about your two win streak and return, that’s awesome Bobbie, really it is. And if this match was just about two talented women going toe to toe for bragging rights then I would be smiling and laughing while also being the angry brutal person I have always been known as. I take wrestling seriously but I also know you should enjoy and have fun in what you do. But look at me Bobbie….am I laughing?...am I having fun?...”

Sierras nostrils flair and she growls under her breath.

”At into the void I’m sure I will have a little bit of fun with you. When I beat the hell out of you and teach you some respect. But hey, that’s fine by you right?. That’s all well and good with your little philosophy on entertaining the fans. You know with that attitude and your horrible make up, bad jokes and stupidity...you’re almost like a dancing singing clown. Thing is you know what I have learned about clowns Bobbie?. Behind the smiles, behind the laughter. They are usually sad, broken individuals.”

“And that’s what you are Bobbie Dahl. See it finally hit me why you do and say the things you do. What was it honey?. Daddy not love you enough?. You try and fill that big hole inside you with food and then when that didn’t work and you looked around and realised no one loves you outside the ring you have to run your mouth?. You get a little jealous over people like Ty and Fenris and myself and Lachlan?. Is that what it is?. You can keep on dancing Bobbie, keep up that fake smile and keep on eating your feelings and acting like you’re just that happy life of the party.”

“Cause when the bright light go down, when the matches are over and the fans go home. I will crawl into bed with Lachlan, I will smile and drift off to sleep in the arms of a man who loves me. But you?. You’ll go back to an empty room, turn off the lights...and cry yourself to sleep cause no matter what the fuck happens in our match...win or lose...you’re still alone…”

[Bobbie Dahl]

 **FLASHBACK**
2003
Coal City, Illinois
The Fight That Started It All

“Jason?! What the HELL are you doing?! And with that fat ass tub of lard?!”

After walking up to the car and finding Bobbie and Jason in the backseat involved in a steamy makeout session, Jason’s girlfriend and Bobbie’s biggest bully, stands outside the car, livid. Bobbie moves so she is now sitting next to Jason and she has quite the satisfied smirk on her face. Jason opens the other passenger side door and steps out, safely on the opposite side of the car from Jamie, out of harm’s way. For now.

“Babe...it...it’s not what it looks like! Let’s just go back in—“

“Yeah, it looked like my tongue was down his throat, but his was actually down mine! He really is a great kisser!”

Bobbie rolled down the window just a crack so she could respond. This doesn’t sit well with Jamie as she stares daggers at Bobbie for a few moments before turning her attention back to Jason.

“It really wasn’t like that. I swear!”

Bobbie laughs and rolls her eyes.

“Oh really? So the fact that she was just straddling you like a fucking horse and I practically saw her shove her tongue in your mouth wasn’t what it looked like?! You disgust me!”

Bobbie now takes the opportunity to step out of the car as Jamie backs away, holding her head. A small crowd has now gathered outside the school and is watching the situation unfold, including Artie who is slowly and nervously walking his way towards them.

“Just so ya know, I never forced myself on him. He’s the one who followed me out of the gym and came on to me. I was oh so curious if he was as great a kisser as he appeared to be and boy was I right! He even squeezed my ass a bit.”

Jamie’s hands drop down to her side and she glares at Bobbie. She’s so mad she’s started shaking and her hands are clenched. As Bobbie smirks and looks back to Jason and winks, Jamie has finally had enough. She lets out a ferocious scream and charges at Bobbie!

“YOU FAT BITCH! I’M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!”

Bobbie’s eyes widen and just as Jamie is about to lunge at Bobbie, Artie steps in front of Bobbie and Jamie stops! Jason has also made his way around the car, hoping to interfere before the situation gets any worse. Artie looks terrified, yet still willing to protect Bobbie. Jamie thinks for a moment, grins and then rears back, hitting Artie with a hard SLAP across the face! It’s so forceful, Artie is knocked to the ground and Jamie, along with her friends who have walked up to the scene with half the school, start laughing. Artie holds his cheek and Bobbie checks on him for a moment before looking up at Jamie, now livid herself!

“NOBODY HITS MY BEST FRIEND AND GETS AWAY WITH IT!”

Bobbie quickly stands up and lunges at Jamie faster than the smaller young woman did to her! Jamie screams and Bobbie grabs a fistful of her hair, swinging her around wildly before throwing her against the car! The crowd of their schoolmates is now cheering as the fight gets out of control! Bobbie goes to punch Jamie, but Jamie ducks just in time causing Bobbie’s fist to connect with the window!

“Get her away from me! Ahhh! How the hell is she running so fast!!”

Jamie is running for her life with Bobbie in hot pursuit! Jamie eventually trip and falls to the ground and before Bobbie can launch herself onto Jamie, one of the teachers finally gets involved!

“Bobbie Dahl! If you even THINK about laying a hand on her, you’ll have yourself a week’s suspension!”

Bobbie stops in her tracks as Jamie crawls away to the safety of her friends. The teacher walks up to Bobbie and looks around at the crowd, shocked at what has just transpired.

“Bobbie. Jamie. Neither of you is to leave tonight until I call and speak to your parents. Do you understand?”

“She attacked me, Mrs. Jacobs! After I caught her and Jason—“

“You slapped Artie first! I was defending him!”

“Enough! The both of you! Get inside, now! We’ll discuss this when your parents get here.”

Neither Bobbie nor Jamie appear to thrilled, but they have no choice but to listen to their teacher. Jason and Artie also follow behind them, ready to give their sides of the story if needed and the crowd now starts to disperse as the dance comes to a close.

“I can’t believe this. I’m going to get in trouble when that fat whore was hooking up with MY boyfriend.”

“I think that was his way of breaking up with you, Skinny Minny. Not my fault!”

“SHUT UP YOU COW!”

Bobbie somehow manages to let out a laugh as Mrs. Jacoba is forced to scold them again. They disappear into the principal’s office inside, where Mrs. Jacob’s calls both of their parents.



Present Day
Phoenix, Arizona

With just a few days to go until Bobbie’s grudge match against Sierra Williams at Into The Void VII, Phoenix is starting to come even more alive with the excitement and anticipation surrounding SCW’s next Supershow. Most of the Superstars and Bombshells have arrived in Phoenix, some having been here all week taking part in events and promotional appearances before the show. One such person is Bobbie Dahl, herself.

It’s been a long day of meet and greets and interviews leading up to Into The Void. Bobbie is not used to it all after having been away for almost two years, but she’s glad to be back in the thick of things! While she loved meeting all of her fans and signing autographs, what she was looking forward to most was what was happening after her scheduled events. Her parents were finally arriving in Phoenix so they can watch her match!

“Artie I’m so excited! I can’t believe my mother actually talked my dad into coming to watch my match! Can you believe it?!”

Artie shrugs and shakes his head.

“No. I, uh, I mean...Yeah. That’s totally...awesome. We get to…see your dad.”

Artie seems back to his usual awkward self, if only temporarily. Bobbie doesn’t notice, but he peeks down at his phone in his pocket for a brief second, quickly putting it away so doesn’t see. The two are standing outside their hotel, waiting for her parents to arrive.

“Why are you so nervous?! Oh, I get it. You don’t want my pops to meet your new boy toy. Don’t worry, Artie. He’s never had a problem with you being gay!”

“I’m not...nervous. And, oh, that’s...good.”

Bobbie keeps watching as other cars pull into the parking lot, hoping it’s her parents. The first few times she’s disappointed, until she spots her father behind the wheel of their rented Ford Fusion, parking in a spot not far from where Bobbie and Artie are standing. Bobbie rushes over to their car and Artie follows behind. As Bobbie’s father steps out of the driver’s side and shuts the door, Bobbie opens her arms wide, prepared for a hug.

“Dad! I’m so excited that Ma talked you into coming! I can’t believe you’re gonna see me wrestle Sierra Williams on Sunday!”

Bobbie wraps her arms around her father, and he reciprocates the hug, squeezing his daughter tight.

“Trust me, I wasn’t thrilled, and I’m still not. But I’m here to support my little girl. Artie. Good to see ya, kid.”

Artie waves to Bobbie’s father without saying a word. Bobbie’s mother walks up next to him, gently elbowing him as if asking him something. He shakes his head and she frowns as Bobbie keeps her attention focused on her father.

“You got nothing to be worried about, Dad! I’ve beaten girls worse than Sierra Williams before! I’m not worried.”

“That’s not what I’m worried about, Bobbie. It’s how this situation got started in the first place. You and your...antics...have always gotten you in trouble with other girls. Don’t you think it’s time to maybe...settle down?”

Bobbie laughs and briefly looks to her mother and Artie who are now having a quiet discussion between the two of them. She wants nothing more than to get involved and find out what they are talking about, but she’s too happy to see her father.

“What are you talking about?! I’ve never gotten myself in trouble! Besides, I’m just enjoying my life. I’ll settle down when I’m good and ready, and I ain’t ready yet!”

“Bobbie, honey...Sierra is engaged to that Lachlan guy, and you crossing boundaries and flirting endlessly with him. It sounds an awful lot like that time we got called to pick you up from the Homecoming dance because of what happened with Jason Cole and Jamie Franklin.”

Much like she would have done in her teenage years, Bobbie rolls her eyes and lets out a groan.

“Seriously, Dad?! That was how many years ago?! And I told you! All I do is flirt! I’m not throwing myself at all these hot hunky men! Jason was the one who kissed me first! If Lachlan were to do the same? Well...not my problem if they’re unhappy enough to want to test the waters with something better!”

Bobbie’s father shakes his head. Bobbie’s mother lets out a slight chuckle, but after glancing back towards them, it’s apparent it’s about something between her and Artie.

“Do you realize how that makes you look, sweetheart? You’re disrespecting someone else’s relationship enough to be the reason it potentially ends. That’s not how we raised you. And you’re old enough now, that it’s not how you should be acting. I understand you’re not throwing yourself at these guys, but guys like Jason...and Lachlan IF he were to do the same...those are not respectable guys. Respectable guys are the ones who continue to be loyal and honest.”

After putting emphasis on that last word, Artie and Bobbie’s mother turn their attention to them. They remain quiet and Artie avoids contact with Bobbie’s father.

“Geez you people need to lighten up. Jason was the only time a taken guy has ever actually went for my flirting anyway! And besides, that was back in high school. Everyone was always cheating on their boyfriends or girlfriends! Besides, if Sierra hadn’t reacted the way she did, or even at all, I probably woulda moved on by now! But I enjoy pissing off overly jealous and protective bitches too much!”

Artie breathes a sigh of relief as the emphasis on honesty completely goes over Bobbie’s head. Bobbie’s father stares at him for another second before looking back to his daughter.

“There’s just no getting through to you sometimes, Bobbie. I hope for your sake that you’ll re-think how you act and have a little more respect for yourself and for others after all of this. I know the perfect gentleman is out there just waiting for you to stop flirting with every single guy out there. I’ve always loved your confidence, but sometimes you should scale it down a bit.”

“Are you guys hungry?! I could really go for some onion rings right now!”

Bobbie suddenly changes the subject and completely ignores her father’s concerns. She turns around and looks towards her mother and Artie and them back to her father.

“We haven’t eaten much since breakfast so, sure. Why not? Let’s get checked into our room first and then we can go grab a bite to eat.”

“Great! And the two of you can tell me what you were being so secretive about just now! Although I’m fairly sure I know what it’s about!”

Artie scratches his head and doesn’t say a word as the four of them head inside the hotel. Bobbie remains her joyful carefree self as her parents get checked into their room reservation and then the group heads out to find a place to eat.



“Boy, some people realllllllly need to lighten up and not take some things so seriously! Not only was Sierra still whining and crying about what I do, but now even my own Dad is giving me a lecture! Apparently I’m being disrespectful.

Say what now?! I get that my Dad is just doing what a father should, worrying about his daughter and what people think of me, but if I don’t give a rat’s ass, then he shouldn’t either! I enjoy the human male body and I make it known! SO WHAT?! It’s what we were put on this earth to do. It’s human nature! Sheesh! And to say I’m being disrespectful?! Ummm...no.

If I were being disrespectful in any way shape or form, I’d be walking up to Lachlan, grabbing a handful of that fine ass of his and squeezing a bit. I’d be throwing myself at him, but have I done any of that?!

Nope! It feels a little whackadoodle to even have to explain myself here!

Sierra, honey, let me get down to the nitty gritty and address you directly. Make this clear once and for all until we step into that ring on Sunday! If you have a problem with me just giving COMPLIMENTS and pointing out how attractive that hunky man of yours is, that’s on you, not me, honey! I’m being NICE! Just because I OFFERED to give the man a little chubby lovin’ if things don’t work out with you, means nothing! Again, I ain’t jumping his bones and disrespecting anything! Sheesh!

So maybe I was a little harsh in poking fun at you and calling you a man, but again so what?! Honey, I’ve dealt with bullies and people insulting me for YEARS, but I never let any of that crap get to me! Hell, you’ve called me a few choice names on Twitter! Did I go boo-hooing and making a big deal about it? No! I kept on enjoying my life, lovin’ who I am!

You want to punish me for that? Go ahead and try! You’re so damn worried about me embarrassing you or disrespecting, there’s plenty of that I can do inside that six-sided ring! And trust me, I plan to do just that.

Don’t make the mistake of underestimating me just because of my size and the fact I don’t sit around counting calories like most of you people do all the time! I may be fat, but I keep active and it doesn’t slow me down one bit! But don’t worry, you’ll find that out on Sunday!

I normally don’t care about wins or losses. I never really have, but you?! Oh man, I want to beat you more than anything, and you only have yourself to blame! You hurt my best friend, and when bitches hurt my best friend, I hurt bitches!

Do you realize you superkicked a defenseless man?! Someone who has had NO experience wrestling?! You’re lucky you didn’t seriously hurt him because it would have made this match that much worse for you! You could have just walked away when Artie stepped in front of me. You could have just saved it for the match! But noooo! You superkicked him! Well, I’ve got a superkick and a Bobbie Bomb waiting for you this Sunday!

Disrespect THAT, honey!

Bobbie Dahl OUT!”