[Aleesha Jones]

Diary Entry #2
Monday, June 6th 202

“ WHO KNEW?! ”

Who knew? I mean who knew it was going to be so hard to get a match in a well-known professional wrestling company. I’m truly not trying to throw any shade at anyone or try to seem like I’m less than thankful for the opportunity I do have, but at the same time I don’t think I have been used to the best of my abilities. Yes, I’m the new kid on the block. Yes, I’m the rookie in SCW. Yes, I’ve got a lot to prove but it goes back to what I said on Climax Control. How can I PROVE myself if I’m not being given the chance to do so?

I was put in the ring with Ariana Angelos for my very first match. A woman who without a doubt had some clout amongst the SCW roster. A woman that people see a lot of promise in. For crying out loud she’s going toe to toe with SCW Bombshell Legends almost every other week. So that clout means something right? I took her on. I beat her. I proved that I was at the very least that week ready for the big time. And then it was nothing. Radio silent. No matches. No reaching out to book me on the show in any capacity. I felt pretty useless.

And maybe, because I’m new to all of this. I don’t really know if this is how stuff works. Maybe, it’s just a thing where this happens. Periods of being not used or having nothing for you. Maybe that’s just how it is, but at the same time I want to be something. Not only for myself but for the company. I’m not just going to take a free ride. That isn’t who I am. It doesn’t benefit anyone. I want to give them a reason to be like... Yeah, We have ALEESHA on our roster and it mean something. So, I had to take matters into my own hands.

I was personally sick of seeing Krystal Wolfe’s BORING “workout” stuff every week. Like how many times can you pay enhancement talent to get beat up by the same person? Fuck all of that. Put her in the ring with someone on the roster. Put her in the ring with. I’ll gladly snatch her hair out the roots and show her. She’s not nearly as bad as she thinks she is. I was sick of seeing someone like Alexandra Calaway blow opportunity after opportunity every week. What’s the point of booking someone that doesn’t take it seriously? When you could be booking me?

Point is... I was willing to give more than some of the people getting opportunities over me and I had to let it be known. If anyone took that as me going above someone’s head or if they took it as me being disrespectful. I apologize you took it that way, but I won’t apologize for having a voice. I wanted to be heard and it seemed to have worked for me. Found out this morning, I’ll be competing in Yuma, Arizona for this next Climax Control. And the woman they’ve chosen to be my opponent is none other than... Eiley.

All I can say is: This is going to be FUN!

xoxo
ALEESHA

One of the many things that Aleesha was grateful for these days is that the world was finally out of the pandemic. Everything was open again. People were allowed to live their lives. People were allowed to go out and do things. Being that she was a little bit of a social butterfly. It was important for her to be able to do these kinds of things. Tonight was no different. The moment she had landed in Yuma, Arizona. The first thing she had done was look up clubs in the area. She was nose deep in her phone, when the bathroom door came open. Walking out of said room was a very familiar face. It was Aleesha’s friend, but also possible girlfriend? Both have failed to put a label on things.

FABLE: Wow, this must be a fancy hotel. At least the bathroom is cleaned.

ALEESHA: Ew! Sugar, you’re not staying at hotels. You’re staying at motels. If you’re dealing with that kind of thing. That’s so ick.

FABLE: From time to time it’s all Kenzie and I could afford when we were trying to make it in wrestling.

ALEESHA: I get it. You’re not getting any judgment on my end. But sometimes you gotta treat yourself. Even if you can’t afford it. We only live once. The fuck is world gonna do to us when we’re gone if we happen to be in debt when we go? Not a damn thing.

FABLE: And this is why I had to properly make sure this trip was financed well. Sometimes I feel like I’m your mother, Leesha. Teaching you how to be responsible with your money.

ALEESHA: Baby giiiiiiiiirl. Please. Everyone knows I’m Mother. Just look at me!

Taking the moment she spun herself around in that bright yellow sundress she had on. Clearly feeling herself. When she came to a stop from spinning. She could see the blush all over Fable’s face. In seeing that blush Aleesha couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit.

ALEESHA: Anywhooo! I was thinking that we should go out to a club tonight. I found a place that looks really exciting.

FABLE: ... I don’t know about that. Big social gatherings like that. They make me a little nervous from time to time. And I don’t know if you know or not. I’m not much of the club type. More so the uber drive that takes you to and picks you up from the club type.

ALEESHA: Nonsense! You totally fit in. We’ll have a blast!

FABLE: But shouldn’t you be more focused on what you are here to do? Your match is coming up in three days. After everything that happened last week. With all that begging and pleading you did to get a match. You got one now. I would just assume your focus would be there.

ALEESHA: Look, I love the fact that I’m a wrestler. This is the one thing I worked really hard for. Gave it everything I had to achieve, but at the same time. I’m not about to make professional wrestling my entire personality. I find that to be such a bore when people do that. I’m more than a wrestler. I’m a human being. I’m a pretty good looking woman. Who loves to dance, have a couple of drinks, and show off the little boo-thang.

She had given one of those blushing cheeks of Fable a small pinch. Of course Fable’s face started to turn even a brighter shade of red.

ALEESHA: Besides... it would be one thing if I was being put in the ring like the Bombshell World Champion or even a Bombshell Division legend. Instead, I’m being put in the ring Eiley. Not exactly something that needs to have me in the gym for the next seventy two hours becoming an even bigger muscle mommy than I already am.

FABLE: Okay, forgive me for assuming here. Because I’m not as up to date as I should be. Been a hectic week with my own stuff... but you’re making it sound like Eiley isn’t a big deal or something. Don’t you think you should take it a little more seriously than that.

ALEESHA: For what? She’s not going to do the same.

FABLE: Oh?

ALEESHA: Nope. Eiley is one of those basic white girls that loves to hang out on the beach, sip her little fruity drinks, have people drive her around places, and be pampered.

FABLE: Sounds like someone else I know.

For a brief moment Fable spat her tongue out in a very joking manner. Meanwhile Aleesha just shot her a playful little glare.

ALEESHA: I’m a princess in many ways, but even she takes the cake. Because that shit transitions over into her wrestling. She’s got people mentoring her and endorsing her that happen to be big names. That way she’s getting some clout and doesn’t actually have to put in any work. Then to top it off. She’s finding ways to get herself put into matches where her skills aren’t being tested and where she doesn’t have to take anything that serious.

FABLE: If I may offer some advice here. Someone that’s been doing this just a little bit longer than you have. But that’s a lot of women that get into wrestling. Most of them look for shortcuts. They don’t want to put any real work in. They want all the fame that comes  with being a wrestler, but don’t want to go through the hardships of it. They just want it all handed to them on a silver platter. But that doesn’t mean you should adopt a mindset that involves taking them less than serious.

ALEESHA: It’s not like that at all, Fibs. It’s more so that I know that Eiley hasn’t given this match two thoughts since it was announced. She’s going to stroll into the arena on Sunday. Get herself all pretty, head to the ring, and the entire time. She’s going to think that this match was specifically booked to make her look good. She’s got the mindset that this match was booked for her to have another easy win tallied to her name. She’s not thinking about me and damn sure not taking me seriously. So therefore in that respect. I’ve already won.

For a moment there was silence amongst the two ladies in the room. If anything it seemed like Aleesha had put way more thought into all of this than it had originally sounded.

FABLE: Are you sure about that?

ALEESHA: Of course, I know that anything and everything can happen in this business. I’m not going to say it’s a guaranteed win. I’m not like her, but I won in the sense that she isn’t going to take me seriously and I won in the sense that I get to hit her with that element of surprise when we do lock up. I get the chance to really show her that wrestling isn’t all about your ego being fed. Someone is eventually going to punch you right in your mouth.

FABLE: I’ve learned that lesson the hard way a few times myself.

ALEESHA: So then you get the point I’m trying to make. This girl hasn’t had anyone punch her in her mouth. She’s had no one really step up and take it to her. So, I’m going to be the one to do it. I just think it’s going to be a little more fun doing it this way because she doesn’t see it coming or better yet doesn’t believe that it’s ever coming.

FABLE: Look, I’m not trying to step on your toes or try to tell you how to handle your business. That isn’t for me to do. This is your own journey. I just want what’s best for you. If this is your approach. Go with it, I just hope it turns out the way you want.

ALEESHA: I think I got this covered. I really do.

She nodded her head rather confidently. Now being confident now and being confident when the time came. Those were two different situations. It just to wait and see how it played out.

ALEESHA: And now that we’re over all this wrestling talk. Cause it’s lame. Go put something on. We’re totally going to this club.

FABLE: But I said---

Right away Aleesha put her finger to the lips of Fable.

ALEESHA: Shhh, I’m not taking no for an answer. We’re going out!

Fable looked at her in those telling eyes for a second or two. Before realizing this wasn’t really going to be a war that she had won. Nodding her head some, she turned and started to head over towards her suitcase to see what she had. Aleesha was smiling from ear to ear. Tonight was going to be all about having some fun and living in the moment. In a few days is when she’d get down to business, but for now she had to put herself and her company first.

** FLASHBACK TO THE END OF 2021 **

Aleesha laid there on the mat. She could feel her heart pounding. It felt like at any given moment it was going to pound right through her chest. As disgusting as it was she also felt like she was about to shit herself and puke all the same time. The humidity in that building was unreal. Combine that with the heat outside and the fact she had just gotten slammed to the mat with all of her trainer’s physical might. Yeah, she was going through it right now. That’s when she could hear him screaming at the top of his lungs.

“GET UP! GET YOUR ASS UP!”

It rang through her ears, but she was so physically spent. She did her best, crossing her legs. Right over the left and then rolling to her right to get herself up. As soon as she was up she felt her long hair being tugged on. Her trainer, Calvin Harris. One of the world’s most famous wrestlers at one point. Now retired and training the next generation. He certainly wasn’t holding back as he grabbed that hair of hers and then proceeded to hold her head up to face him.

CALVIN: You think because you’re a woman. You’re going to have it taken easy on you? You think just because you’re the only woman in this class, you’re going to get a free pass? Huh? Is that what you think?!

Before she could even answer. She was met with a club across her back that brought her to her knees. All the other students were around the ring watching the practice match take place. In Aleesha’s heart and mind, she knew he meant well. However, there were days where she couldn’t help but feel like he was coming down on her just a little harder because of her gender.

CALVIN: I taught you better than this, Aleesha. You better start to fight back. Don’t let me just beat your ass in front of everyone!

He had backed up a little bit and was sizing her up. That’s when he rushed in aiming to boot her in the side of the face, but quickly Aleesha found it in herself to sweep both of his legs out from under him causing Calvin to fall flat on his back. She quickly went for the cover, but before she could even get a one count. He had muscled her off him. The two of them quickly got to their feet. Calvin attempted to rush in again but she caught him with a back kick that doubled him over. She then grabbed a hold of his head and started to rush towards the corner.

CALVIN: I don’t think so!

As soon as she got there and used her feet to kick herself up into the corner. Calvin proceeded to use her momentum against her and push her off. Thankfully, she was able to land herself on her feet and on the apron before spilling to the outside. Calvin tried to clothesline her off the ring apron but she had it in her to duck under the arm. Before using the ropes to her advantage and springboard off them. Wrapping her legs around her trainer’s head and taking him down with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors that shot him out of the ring from under the bottom rope.

As soon as Calvin was able to get to his feet. He peered inside the ring. Aleesha stood there prepared to keep fighting. Even though everything in her body said she was done. She ached, she was tired, she was drenched in sweat, but she wasn’t going to give up. He looked somewhat proud as he proceeded to clap his hands together. Giving her the nod of approval so to speak.

CALVIN: Now that’s what I’m talking about... Alright now. Everyone gather around, so we can talk about today’s practice.

There was almost a sigh of relief that left Aleesha’s lips as she dropped down to one knee in order to gather her breath. All the other students that were at ringside had moved in closer. Before Aleesha found herself rolling out of the ring and limped herself on over to join in on the discussion.

* * * * *

Most of the class had gone home for the evening. Aleesha on the other hand found herself sitting there on the edge of the ring apron. Taking everything in. It had been quite the practice. She was really put through the ringer, and she was feeling it. Just as she started to slide her elbow pads off her sore arms. She was being interrupted by her trainer. Calvin plopped himself down on the apron beside her looking over at her.

CALVIN: Got a second to chat?

ALEESHA: Sure thing coach! What’s up?

CALVIN: I know you and my wife have shared some common interests lately. You’ve hung out together a few times and it sounds like you shared some stuff with her in confidence.

ALEESHA: Coach, listen I can explain...

CALVIN: Chill, it ain’t that deep.

He let a little chuckle escape his lips. Hoping it would be something to calm her nerves a little bit, but it wasn’t exactly doing that. He could still see the concerned look on her face.

CALVIN: First and foremost Aleesha. I don’t want you to think that you’re being mistreated because you’re a woman. That’s not how I do things. I would never do anything like that. I have a ton of respect for women.

ALEESHA: Well, it’s just that. Some days at practice. You’re really laying it on thick. More so with me than anyone else. And I can’t draw any other conclusion to maybe that’s why.

CALVIN: Well, that isn’t why. It’s because I see a lot of promise in you.

She just raised her eyebrow for a moment. Listening to his words, as surprising as they were to her. After all she had only been in the class for a number of months.

CALVIN: I think it’s dope you’re the only girl in the class. You show up every single training session. And even show up for open ring days. You've been here in less time than some of the people enrolled for the first class and your miles. I mean miles ahead of them. I look at the class now. It’s set to wrap up in two months and I don’t see any of them graduating, other than you. You’re the only one I think is worth it. You’re the only one that I would give my seal of approval to go out there and do their thing in a wrestling company.

ALEESHA: Wow. I don’t know what to say. Like I’m super honored, but I don't think I’m worth much. Hell, I don’t think I could handle my own in any situation outside these walls.

CALVIN: You’re allowed to be wrong. I’ll allow it, and that’s what you are. You’re very much wrong in this situation. But like I said. I am hard on you because I see so much in you. And I see much much more than the common female wrestler.

ALEESHA: Common female wrestler?

CALVIN: By that I mean. When I was a full time wrestler. There were always a bunch of girls on the roster. All of them had the same mindset. All they cared about was the cute gear. Getting the male fan’s attention. Even some of the male wrestler’s attention. They wanted the easy matches that didn’t mess up their nails or their make up. They wanted to be a wrestler just to have eyes on them, but that was it. They didn’t actually want to be a wrestler for the sake of being a wrestler. That never sat right with me. Especially being someone that was born into this business. That being said, I don’t want you to be one of those women. You’re far too talented for all of that.

At least it was making a little more sense to her. He saw a lot of promising things in her. Even if she didn’t see it in herself. It was still nice to hear. A nice confidence boost so to speak, but at the same time she was finding out she still had a lot to learn about the wrestling business. She certainly had no idea that women carried themselves like that in the business.

CALVIN: Of course, it’s all your own perspective and you’re allowed to go as far as you want with this. As well as do what you want with this when I give you the go ahead. I just happen to think you’ve got such raw hidden natural talent for everything between these ropes. I would hate to see talent like yours wasted to act like that. To talk like that. To carry yourself like that. Hell, if I’m being honest here Aleesha. You got the talent to be more than just a women’s wrestler. I think you could give a lot of men a run for their money. If that’s the approach you wanted to take.

ALEESHA: Oh, I don’t know about that. I watched a lot of wrestling as a child coach. Those guys were unbelievable then. I could only imagine how much they’ve evolved over time.

CALVIN: And you’re just as unbelievable in your own right between these ropes. All in all Aleesha, I just want you to understand. I’m not picking on you. I’m not hating on you. You being a woman has nothing to do with why I’m hard on you. I just want nothing but the best for you and see you going places. Keep all of that in mind. Keep doing what you’ve been doing. Not only will you end up being the first to ever graduate from my class, but you’re going to go on to be one of the biggest things in this business.

ALEESHA: Honestly. Thank you Coach. Thank you. I really needed to hear something like that and it means the world to me. You think so highly of me. Hopefully one day, I find that confidence in myself and hopefully I do go on to do some big things. That way this doesn’t turn out to be for nothing.

She smiled some as Calvin gave her a little pat on her back before hopping off the apron himself. He proceeded to walk away and give her a chance to reflect on everything that had just been said. Truth be told, she did have a lot to think about. In her mind she was just starting her career out in this business. She was as early as it could get and she was already being told she had a bright future. All she could do is hope and pray that in the end. It turned out to be right, because after hearing that the last thing she wanted to do was let him down or let herself down.

The days were counting down until Climax Control 365. Just a week before Aleesha had made sure she got herself some screen time and in doing so. She for better or for worse demanded that she get a chance to step into the ring. She demanded that she get a match. She demanded that she was given a chance to prove she could be meaningful and useful to the Bombshell division. It appeared that she was going to get exactly what she had demanded at Climax Control 365. And it just might’ve been a situation where she bit off more than she could chew. However, to her credit she wasn’t going to be one to back down.

“Eiley...

We don’t know each other, but here very-very soon. The two of us are going to have to get up close and personal with one another. As I’m sure you’re aware at this point. The two of us are scheduled to meet in the ring this Sunday. It’ll only be just my second match in SCW. Meanwhile, this is just a normal Sunday for you. After all, at this point you’ve had plenty of chances and opportunities to get your feet wet around here. And based on the amount of research I’ve done.  You’ve not only got a chance to get those feet of yours wet.

But you’ve also had a chance to make something of yourself around these parts. Can’t hate on that. It’s called making the most of the opportunity you’ve been given week in and week out. But with that being said Eiley. I do have one question. One that I felt should have been asked a long time ago. Were you given these opportunities because you have a bright future? Or were you given these opportunities because of who you’ve got connections with? Can you truly say that you’ve gotten everything on your own?”

For a moment there was a pause from Aleesha. Her words were no doubt going to cause some eyebrows to raise. People were going to be questioning where this was going to go, but thankfully. They were dealing with a woman that didn’t mind speaking her mind. Even if it might have landed her in some hot water.

“Don’t take this as me being a jealous woman. Cause rest assured baby girl. You’ve got nothing that I’m jealous of. But I do have to call it like I see it. Did you get a contract here because of your talent? Or was it because your mentor just happens to be a Bombshell Legend in that of Mikah. Have you been given these opportunities that you’re getting because you’re just that damn good for one of the new girls around here? Or is it because Mikah is doing the bidding for you? So she doesn’t look bad for endorsing you? Or if it isn’t Mikah that’s doing your bidding for you.

Maybe it’s the other people you choose to associate yourselves with. Oliver and the rest of the Jet City crew. Anyone that knows how to do the research or anyone that knows that group of people have produced some names around here. Very successful names at that. Is that why you attached yourself to them? To get a free ride? Get some extra clout. Have people think you’re a big deal. Is that why you likely begged for J2H to endorse you? For people to take you for more than you actually are. Listen, I’m not one to judge.

You want to be a groupie. By all means be a groupie. You could be their glory hole for all I care. Do your thing, but at least have the lady parts to admit that's what it is. Instead of prancing around here acting as if you did it all on your own. That type of stuff isn’t going to fly with someone like me around. I’m quick to call any man or woman on their bullshit. And furthermore since it’s out and about now. I didn’t name drop who trained me. I didn’t go telling people that a former two-time SCW Heavyweight Champion taught me everything I know. No one heard me mention Calvin’s name one time. Because, I didn’t need his name or his clout to be associated with me. Never wanted anyone to think who trained me is why I’m here.

And damn sure didn’t want anyone to think that anything I may accomplish here was all because of him. So it was kept on the down-low until very recently. Which wasn’t even on me for putting out there, but it is what it is. The point is, there’s clearly a difference between the two of us. That difference being that you clearly don’t mind riding the coattails of others. You don’t mind people making poor assumptions of you. You don’t mind people saying that you haven’t earned anything on your own. And that’s kind of crazy to me. Really puts who you are into perspective.”

Now whether or not Eiley mind if she was being judged or looked at in a certain light. That remained to be seen. However, it was clear at this moment. Aleesha didn’t think too much of her. That could’ve ended up playing a major factor when the two of them met up in the ring.

“I got some really bad news for you sweetie, if you think that those that you are associated with are going to have some kind of effect on our little meeting come Sunday. You see Eiley, this isn’t a situation where Mama Mikah can dig deep into those pockets and pull out a wad of cash to flash in front of some eyes to get it where you’re gaining a free victory. This isn’t a situation where Mama Mikah can use her influence to try and get the match canceled or rescheduled. There’s no bit of advice that Mama Mikah can offer you that’s going to prove to be beneficiary to you. She doesn't know anything about being in the ring with someone like me.

Someone that’s got a PH-D in whoopin’ a trick when shit gets real. That woman has never gotten her hands dirty a day in her life. Much like I doubt you have, Eiley. I assure you there’s a lot more to wrestling than having a pumpkin spice latte before the show and wearing cute little outfits. At some point you gotta drop the basic white girl act and get down to business. But maybe that’s where the affiliation with Jet City and your boo thing with the fuck boi haircut. Yet, at the same time they’re in the same boat. They ain’t gonna know what to tell you or offer you to hold your own with me sugar. There is more to this business than what Mikah or that group has taught you.”

Her eyes were lit up with passion when she looked forward and spoke. She almost came off as if she was being more of a mentor than an opponent at this moment. Of course, there seemed to be a reason for that. That reason being to prepare Eiley for what she was set to deal with in a few days time. Yet, it very well could be something that was just going to go in one ear and out the other.

“There’s a lot more to wrestling than laying out on the beach with a little bit of gym time to have a toned and tanned body. There’s more to wrestling than having a pumpkin spice latte before the show that you didn’t have to pay for just because the person working the drive thru was a fan. There’s more to wrestling than having super cute outfits to wear in the ring and show off. There’s more to wrestling than having a couple thousand people in the stands being a simp for you. That all seems like it’s something you adore Eiley, because you love attention. But again it comes down to at some point you’re going to have to actually step between those ropes, get down to business, and show the world what you got. And sure, you can say that you’ve been getting down to business. You can say that you’ve been proving yourself. You do have some wins under your belt but have any of them truly been worth a damn? Has a single win really stood out much?”

That right there. What Aleesha was putting out into the universe this particular second. It was something that could be looked at as very negative. She seemed to really be questioning Eiley’s character and her entire wrestling career - no matter how short it has been.

“Your first match in the company was part of the Blast from the Past tournament. And from what it looks like. You kind of got a bad draw when it came to the tag partner, girlie. That sucks, gotta give it to you there. However what I don’t respect is how you handled that situation. You were so quick to talk about how your team was going to lose and you were so quick to be such a simp yourself for J2H. Babygirl, I don’t give two shits if someone endorses me or not. If I get put up against them, I’m not going to simp over them and I’m damn sure not going to throw in the towel just because of who they are. That is a sign of weakness. Not just that, but it shows you don’t really want it. You don’t really want that success, the fame, the fortune, or being the so-called next Greatest Bombshell as you called yourself off the rip. If you did want it, you wouldn’t have rolled over and died so quickly just because of who you were in the ring with.

That was just your first match. It was a L. Rightfully so. Doesn’t matter who took the pin fall that night. You had no passion anyway, you were bound to lose. But your second match in SCW. It still brings into question if you’ve done anything worthy of bragging about or done anything that’s stood out. Yes, you went on to pick up a win at Into The Void. Your first supercard appearance but Eiley, you beat Bea Barnhart. All due respect here, but that’s brag worthy? That’s worth adding to the resume? That’s when adding to the claim of being the NEXT Greatest Bombshell of all time? Mama, let’s be real. You didn’t do anything that ninety five percent of the Bombshell Roster hasn’t done. Bea Barnhart is like the revolving door for this division. Sooner rather than later everyone goes through her. Simply put, if you can’t beat Bea Barnhart. Then not only do you not belong in SCW, but you don’t belong in this business at all.”

She once again shook her head a little bit.

“Then that brings us to your next match against Ruby Steele. She’s about as new as I am. So, really that was a match that should have been a gimmie for you. You were the one with the veteran experience compared to her. You were the one that had all eyes on you. You were the one that didn’t really have anything to lose, because it was designed for you to win from the gate. And that’s what happened. You won the match. You made Ruby tap out. You did it in a pretty convincing manner, might I add. Yet, it’s still not enough to go along with your claim. It’s not enough to back up the trash you’ve been spewing. Beating up a newbie who isn’t established and doesn’t have any real foundation doesn’t do anything for you. But apparently you think it does.

And then there is your most recent match, Eiley. You know the one where you’ve had to ride the coattails of Oliver. The two of you teamed up to take on the duo of Miles Kasey and Alexandra Calaway. Now in retrospect this is your toughest match to date. After all Miles Kasey is a phenomenal talent. He’s fresh off of competing for the SCW Heavyweight Championship for crying out loud. That says quite a bit about the caliber of wrestler he is, but at the same time he was Oliver’s problem. While your problem for that match was Alexandra Calaway. A woman who has been given more chances that I can count on both hands and she forever continues to disappoint. You weren’t exactly having your abilities tested the way Oliver was.

Y’all ended up with the win though. Now you’ll get a chance to compete for the Mixed Tag Team Championships at Summer XXXTreme. To which, if we are to be honest here Eiley. If you win those straps, it’ll be because Oliver dragged you to said win. Again, I’m not jealous of you. I’m not hating on you. I’m not even trying to drag you down. Instead, I am simply seeing things for the way that they are and calling you on it. You took claim to the next Greatest Bombshell and have done absolutely nothing to prove why you should ever be considered as such. Right now, you’re just another basic bitch on the roster. If we keep it a hundred. Just another name like Kayla Richards, Dawn Warren, or even Luna Vanity. And you can’t tell me any different.”

One of the worst things that can be said about someone in the wrestling business is when they’re said to just be another member on the roster. When they’re said to just be someone that is there. When they are said to be someone that doesn’t stand out or really have a purpose. Aleesha seemed to be going all out with her words. To the point that she was going this far. Doubling, tripling, and quadrupling down on her mindset.

“Now the one thing you can do is attempt to prove me wrong when we see each other on Sunday night. You can step into the ring with me with your best fight face on and get those well manicured hands of yours dirty. That’s what you can do, but at the same time. I don’t think that’s what’s going to happen. Nahhh, what I think is this... You see this is just another match that is being given to you to make you look good. After all, I’m really no different than Ruby. I’m a rookie. I’m the new girl. I’m the one that’s unproven. I’m the one that’s meant to serve no real threat to you. Because of that, you’re buying into that. And that’s the worst thing you could do.”

Aleesha found herself taking a couple of steps towards the recording camera at that point. Getting up close and personal. Making sure the focus was on those telling eyes of hers. She wanted to make sure this last little bit was truly heard.

“Because while you’re heading into this match with that mindset. All that’s doing is putting more eyes on you in all the wrong ways. All those fans are going to be expecting you to walk through me with ease. All those people are going to expect this match to end rather quickly. Everyone is going to be expecting a win for you, Eiley. Further adding more pressure onto your shoulders and honestly that’s how I want this time. I want you to feel the pressure. I want you to feel like your back is against the wall. I want you to feel like you got the world against you. Because maybe then when you are forced to feel like that. Maybe just maybe you’ll finally dig down deep and prove what kind of wrestler you can be.

However, when it comes to me. I know what type of wrestler I am. I know what I’m going to bring to the table. I know how good I am, but also where I need to improve. I know that you can’t rely on other people and I know that when the bell rings. It’s up to you and you alone to show up and show out. That’s exactly what I intend to do. Even if none of those fans believe I can do it. Even if no one in the back believes I can do it. Even if your little group and mentor doesn’t think I can do it. And even if you yourself don’t think I can do it, Eiley. I like when the odds aren’t in my favor. Because it gives me the chance to put my chips all in on myself. Just so I can turn around and walk away with a big cash out. Ching-Ching. Aleesha is a rich biiiitch!”

She proceeded to rub her fingers together at that moment. Indicating cash being put into her hands. Her smirk was starting to flash a little more confidently.

“I leave you with these words ma’am. Climax Control is going to be the night your entire fantasy world that you live in comes crashing down and for the first time in your life. You’ll be forced to live in the real world. The real world isn’t always so pretty, but it’s where you belong. Just like you belong laying flat on your back looking like a fish out of water with a loss added to your name!”

Aleesha took one last look at the cameras before her. Before she turned her back to them and started to walk away. Leading to the scene starting to fade out at that moment. There was a lot that had been said. A lot of perspectives had been laid out. Her opinion was very strong when it came to Eiley and she seemed very-focused on managing to not only be competition, but to also walk out with the victory. It remained to be seen how it would actually play out for both women involved, but the one thing that was for sure. This was going to be a match that made headlines.