Post by Vivienne Daniels on Nov 11, 2017 6:06:00 GMT
The training center was practically dead at this time in the morning. The only sound was the low sound of Viv’s Spotify playlist and Ciara’s shoes as she paced reading the message. Viv had read it three times before agreeing to hand the phone over.
Good to see that all of that time and money went to such good use.
A text from Chester.
“I am going to fly to Wisconsin and kick his fucking teeth in!” Ciara said handing the phone back to Vivienne.
“That won’t make me feel better, Ciara. He's a kid. He doesn't mean it.”
“Might do wonders for ya mood.”
“And you’ll go to prison for assault.”
“Worth it.”
“Not to me.”
“What do you want to do?”
“Eat an entire box of donuts and never leave my hotel room again. Maybe get drunk.”
“Maybe you need a different kind of happy brain chemicals.” Ciara offered, sitting down next to her. “Do you want to try tindr or something while we are in the area?”
“Workouts were meant to make me feel better. All the endorphin's and sweat just throwing it all out of my head and make it all sunshine and rainbows and puppies and…” Vivienne stopped mid pace and sat down on the bench with her head in her hands. “I hate this. It’s bad enough getting it from random jerks on the internet but my own ...?”
“why I offered to kick his teeth in. He’s scrawny. Bet I could.” Ciara sat next to her. “Could shiv the entitled brat herself. I know some people, might take a few phone calls but…”
“No.”
“You know this shit never stops.”
Viv went a little pale looking up to see Devlin Raine not standing too far from them.
“…How much of my little breakdown did you hear?” Viv asked softly.
“enough.” Devlin shrugged dropping his bag down. “You have to make them notice you.”
“Not like I’m not trying…”
“Nobody cared who Pandora was until she clawed her way up to Iron Maiden. I wasn’t a thing until CwC.” Devlin paused. “Hell, no one even noticed Rowan until she mauled Crowne.”
Ciara flinched next to her.
“Well, sure but I’m not getting into those kinds of matches.”
“Then make them book you. Do something…spectacular.”
Viv looked up at him, “Spectacular?”
“Like, next time the bitch asks you for a coffee say no.” Devlin smiled slightly. “Or pour it on her head. Grab the whole vat and just dump it on her head, that’s what I’d do, but I’m an asshole.”
“You don’t seem like an asshole.”
“you don’t know me very well.” Devlin chuckled. “Seriously though, give them exactly what they want but never how they want it.”
“…Okay. Thank you.”
“Yeah. Also as a protip, some people do some into the gym this early. Wait until you get to the car to break down.“ Devlin waved before picking up his bag.
“…so what do you want to do?” Ciara asked.
“Increase my training.” Vivienne stood up.
“There are only so many hours in a day, Viv.”
“If I do some budget cuts I should be able to squeeze some money to get another teacher in so you can have a social life.” Viv smiled.
“…Yeah, well you’re not giving up sleeping, okay?”
“Okay.”
Well howdy there pardner.