Post by Alicia Lukas on Feb 18, 2015 14:35:00 GMT
Conni stood in the kitchen humming a tune, her long blonde hair tied in a high ponytail as she stared out into her backyard in the beautiful late winter day. The sun was out, it was cool but not cold. Her blue eyes sparkled with contentment. She got lost in the moment not even hearing Bailey enter the room, she walked up near Conni and looked out the window as well, her soft feminine voice breaking the silence.
“Beautiful day isn’t it Mrs. Stevens”. Conni jumped and held her hand over her heart with a smile after seeing Bailey and her flowing black hair. Bailey frowned in embarrassment and stepped back sheepish, her head down, her eyes averting away to break eye contact. "I…I’m s-so…sorry, excuse me….”. Bailey turns away and goes to leave, Conni tilts her head and smiles.
“Bailey wait”. She stops in her tracks, Conni grabs a second mug and puts it next to the kettle. “Would you like a cup of tea?” Bailey turns. Still looking shy but not as timid with a nod. “Yes please….”. Conni makes both and turns putting them down at the kitchen table encouraging Bailey to sit with her. A kind smile and a nod is all Bailey needs as she looks a little more relaxed.
“You know Bailey, it occurs to me that we don’t take much time to get to know you, and I’m sorry for that”. Conni takes a sip and smiles again, Bailey blushes and looks away. “Well I don’t like to talk about myself Mrs Steve-“ Conni interrupts and takes Bailey’s hand. “Enough with the Mrs Stevens talk, my name is only Mrs Stevens to strangers and my son’s friends, to my friends and family, I’m Conni.”
“Thank you for that. I don’t really know what to say”. Conni smiles again and squeezes Bailey’s hand. “What kind of childhood did you have?”. Bailey swallows hard and puts the tea mug down. “Um..well I”. Conni recognizes her mistake and hear heart sinks becoming angry at herself. “Oh sorry, you don’t have to share, I just…” Bailey shakes her head and sighs. “No, it’s alright…..”
“You know I had a pretty normal childhood, then again I had no idea who I was, I never felt comfortable….” Conni nods understanding. “Alastair once told me the same thing.”. Bailey laughs a little and nods, she smiles as Alastair comes into her mind, his smile, his laugh, she instantly becomes happier and continues. “I tried to be what they considered “normal”. Hung out and played football, I had a good friend named Joel”.
Bailey seems to get lost in the memory, smiling but trying to hold back something. “After church Joel and I walked home. He and I were close and we got lost in it.” Bailey nods and swallows hard, the smile and the confidence fading. “We stopped and he looked at me, I went in and kissed him, he kissed me back, I felt it, he felt relaxed….”
Bailey pauses as a tear rolls down her cheek, Conni squeezes her hand again and breathes deep, her other hand reaching out to wipe the tear away. “A light turned on, we were near his house. His dad saw us and….Joel, he said I forced a kiss on him and his father and brothers beat me, broke my fingers and dropped me off in my front yard with a painted sign that said “fag”….” Bailey closed her eyes and cried.
“Oh…poor baby…” Conni leans in and pulls Bailey to her holding her tight with a squeeze. Conni rubs her back and cradles her like a child. “You are with us now, we are family. Al loves you completely and Colton and I do to, you are protected and loved Bailey….” She relaxes in Conni’s arms and as she pulls away the tears start to fade, a smile forms and Bailey laughs nodding. The front door opens as they hear Colton and Alastair.
“Hey guys…what’s going on?”
“Here it is. The shot Kronus and I have been waiting for. The shot we have earned. You know last week all I heard from Killian and Mason is that they resurrected the tag team division. They they were the reason for all these other teams coming in.”
“You know, I do respect the accomplishments of you both, but something kind of hit me…..”
“The words that you two are the best tag team in the company and the business.”
“That is selling short everyone else in IWF’s tag team division, not just that but while you two have basically been facing the brothers black Kronus and I have beaten everyone. Apocalypse, Nighthawk and his tag team partner who once faced with the competition here decided to go back to whatever random ass indy promotion he came from, Shock and Awe…..even you two….”
Titan laughs to himself and folds his muscled arms over his chest.
“Sure, you can use the excuse that Eddie Black took you both out but we were already in that match with you, so the fact you two walk around with your chests out proclaiming yourselves to be lords and masters of the tag team division is pure disrespect. And this week, well this week my brother and I get to take that extra step and become the number one contenders….”
“And if you two get past the brothers black…well then you can prove you’re better than us….”
“And believe me, you two may hold the belts, but we are the best of the best. We have already proved it week in and week out. We’ve even beaten the two teams we face this week. But it really is funny to me how Apocalypse is still going. See last week Jebediah Crowe was exiled from IWF and Plague and Fury turned on the man holding their leaches.”
“And I honestly have no idea what we face this week.”
Titan nods to himself and steps forward becoming more animated.
“See we could face two unleashed monsters, we could face two men with their own personalities and thoughts and confidence. You could finally be a challenge in your own bodies.”
“Or on the other side….you could end up completely useless and directionless without the old man by your side calling the shots and Death and War behind you. You’ve be going into this match with only your partner to watch your backs.”
“It might be scary for you both, but in the end you’ll still be in that ring with us….and we will prevail…”
Titan nods and slides his hands into his jeans pockets.
“Just like we did against Shock and Awe last week. The HAHA comedy tag team of Dynamite and Marcus Cage. Now let’s just glaze over the fact a man who names himself after a quick exploding compound decided to laugh at two stage name’s that my brother and I selected and moved onto the fact that you two amateurs did nothing to further your cause.”
“In fact you sat there with arrogance and bravado you didn’t earn. You called us veterans then said that “one win” does not make us champions all the while telling us we didn’t know anything about you. Well clearly you two know nothing about us. One, we’re not veterans, we’ve been here three months, but in that three months we have destroyed every tag team we’ve faced.”
“But it didn’t end there, you two blithered on about Greek tragedies like we give a shit. Yes Kronus and I are both college educated, thank you for not being the usual idiotic sheep and thinking because I was a jock and played football that I’m a lumbering oaf.”
Titan pauses for a moment and smirks.
“But in this case, the names are just that, names. I didn’t want to use my real name and neither did Colton. I chose “Titan” because I played for the Titans in the NFL…get it?....”
“And Kronus chose that because…well truth is he played a lot of “god of war” as a kid but, he changed the spelling cause he thought it was awesome….”
Suddenly Titan is interrupted by Kronus,
“Why is the other guy called Dynamite?...does he blow super fast after he’s turned on?”
Titan shakes his head.
“Hey, don’t be coming into my promo’s we’re brothers and I love you but I don’t like that back and forth crap, those are Shock and Awe….”
“And I do it with Bailey….”
“Well yeah but…when you two do it…it’s funny…not just mindless drivel….”
Kronus just shrugs and goes back to reading his magazine mumbling to himself.
“But despite the fact you two just went on and on without making a lick of sense I did get the strong strong feeling that you have no earthly idea what you’re doing. You stated the obvious that you are new to IWF yet you have proven yourselves to be the best by your history….”
“Right”
“No one cares. I’m sorry but it’s true. IWF is it’s own proving ground with the best wrestlers in the world, there is one company aside from IWF that some guys here were in, but it’s dead and you weren’t there….so no one cares. You may well be fresh faced rookies because your history, your wins, your losses any great rivalries or title wins…no one…and I mean NO ONE…gives a fuck….”
“But please, waste IWF’s precious time again by going on about “legendary” tag teams that would make Kronus and I look like jobbers, tell us about your non-existent legacy that means about as much as people who accuse the Patriots of cheating.”
“Now, you boys could come in and beat us, you could come in and be a great tag team and get those tag team title shots….”
Titan smiles wide and slides his hands over the table leaning forward.
“Or….you can continue to waste everyone’s time including outs and think of yourselves as above us due to a history and lineage that no one gives two shits about. You have choices, be the same crappy ass wannabe, back and forth comedy skit with Candy running around. Or make sense, speak from the heart and prove you should beat us, prove you are the team you think you are….and prove us wrong….cause right now….you’re nothing but bugs that I will rub off my boot…”
Well howdy there pardner.