“These are scary times we are living in now, it makes wrestling and going after tag team titles seem minor compared to the pandemic which is sweeping the world. Panic has already ensued, I can’t find a roll of toilet paper for the life of me, it’s not like the Coronavirus gives you diarrhea. I heard one psychologist on TV say that the softness of Charmin and other brands bring comfort to people…
Uhhh… okay.
I’m not looking for comfort on my ass, I just want to make sure we are all using proper personal hygiene, it’s not like you really need five packs of 24 rolls, do you shit that much? The same goes with Hand Sanitizer, has it ever occurred to others that if no one else can sanitize, the virus will spread even more? That has been the mentality of many even in the SCW, but I digress. Outside of the ring though I don’t know what to make of it, with my mother battling cancer, it has really drained me emotionally which could be a reason I feel this way, it could also explain why I have been sloppy in the ring lately. On top of those worries, you have a virus that spreads so quickly and weakened as she is, could pose a danger to her health. It is more on my plate but will do whatever I can to protect her. My husband back on the road is nice but it could also add a lot of pressure to me, wanting to perform at my highest level though it is awesome to have him around. That still doesn’t change the multitude of things happening around us. He understands why my daughter is now dating Owen Cruze, which is a fucking nightmare, as I haven’t yet comprehended or accepted. Is this me being stubborn? I don’t know, maybe, I just never wanted her to date a wrestler especially one that I compete and doesn’t really do my family any favors as my son, AJ hates it and isn’t biting his tongue about it either. The last thing I need is the kids to be fighting over boyfriends and such, it’s another headache I can do without.
I don’t have the answers to everything, and this is definitely one of them.
Finally, there is Delilah, it’s been a few weeks now since I saw that picture, I don’t know what it is, who the kid was and why she had it. There was obviously something my grandfather was hiding, or wasn’t being truthful with me, and even though I want to trust Delilah, believe everything she states, there is a part of me that simply buy it.
There is something there…
I don’t know what it is, but If she nor my grandfather are going to be open with me, then I will figure it out myself. I don’t like people telling me no….
And right now, I’m not in the mood to be denied ANYTHING.”
THE SUPREME BITCH
CHAPTER ONE: BEST LAID PLANS
PROLOGUE: “STAR-BREAKER”
It was no secret how upset Regan Street was after the Tag Team match a few weeks ago. She had her concentration on Tommy Valentine when Kandis ran through the referee and blindsided Regan with The Star-Maker knee to the head of the Hellcat knocking her pretty loopy, had it not been for Selena catching Tommy almost right after the move where the double pin happened, the match would have probably been over, yet there was a double pin causing it to be a draw. Regan was mad at herself, she let Kandis get the hit in, lucky shot or not, the fact remained, this was supposed to be the journey for Regan and instead it has turned out the dream of become Supreme Champion is a nightmare. That though wasn’t going to stop the Hellcat from getting the tag team titles at Retribution after the match was made a Triple Threat. For Regan, it was more embarrassment and a little humility after she had already beaten Kandis last year defending the Adrenaline Championship.
Regan now had to sit back and listening to the gloating, the whole 21% stuff from the poll they posted on Twitter, one that Regan never paid attention to, she doesn’t care about polls, ever. This though had lit a fire under Regan Street, she knew now what had to be done, maybe she did take Kandis a little lightly, always knowing how dangerous Tommy Valentine was and how difficult fighting her husband’s best friends and listening to the things he had to say. Regan had to put it all behind her, it was time to set the record straight, be ready to take on the two top teams in the SCW, The Connection and Infamous, now having bad blood with both. The last time Regan had been put down and she made it her mission to get revenge and make sure she walked out a winner…
Was Datura…
And everyone knows how that ended at Rise To Greatness.
Regan stayed off Social Media, she had decided it was best for her to concentrate on a few things, mostly her family and train as hard as she could. Regan was concerned about the sudden outbreak of this Coronavirus; it had brought the world to a standstill and it was only getting worse. One of Regan’s main concerns when it came to the virus was her mother. She had cancer, her immune system was weak, and Regan needed to be extra cautious. After going to the hospital, taking her mom for her checkups, Regan drove her back to the Condo….
Giselle Street’s Condo
Los Angeles, CA.
3.8.2020
Regan had brought her mother home, after buying some groceries and stocking up, yet Regan didn’t seem too pleased, she looked a little concerned and worried. The Hellcat was wearing jeans, thong sandals and a LA Dodgers t-shirt, her nails polished a glossy white and sandy blonde hair hanging down. Her mother was starting to grow her hair back out, she was wearing a wig, black sundress and boots. Helping her in, Giselle sat on the couch, Regan dropped the bags in the kitchen, pacing a little.
Giselle: “What is wrong, Regan?”
Regan: “I have a lot on my mind right now, I am trying to think here. Work is a pain in the ass, trying to figure out what to do with Delilah, then there is you.”
Giselle: “I am fine.”
Regan: “No mom, you’re not. This Coronavirus shit is real, I don’t feel comfortable people coming in and out of your condo bringing you shit. Anyone can carry that virus.”
Giselle: “Including you.”
Regan: “Yes, including me but that is not the point, I can at least control what happens to you while recovering. I think you should move in with Dave and I until this thing blows over.”
Giselle: “Regan, I am fine, I told you that. You’re worrying about absolutely nothing right now, I barely go out as it is, I’m simply just biding my time is all. I want to defeat this cancer; I am going to beat it and I can’t thank you and Mikaela enough for your support. Do not worry about me, Regan.”
Regan: “No mom, I am worrying about you, I am your daughter and I want to make sure you’re okay. I might be fucking in SCW and now Jennifer is dating another wrestler I compete with, but one thing that I am not going to fuck up on is you. I really need you to stay safe and you would be doing my anxiety a huge favor. You know how I get.”
Giselle: “Come here, sit next to me.”
I never understood how my mother could stay so calm over some pandemic like this. Her immune system is shot. She was always a tough woman, never any doubt in my mind just how determined she was. I could probably learn a lot from her, as I sat down next to her, she grabbed my hand….
Giselle: “You’re a strong and powerful woman. I have been watching what is going on in SCW, don’t let little things like that hurt you, which is why I admire you so much, because they do bother you. Regan, you have become a perfectionist, probably more so than Kelcey Wallace ever was. Losses mean a lot where many others they don’t. It shows your passion to win but do not allow it to curtail who you are and what you have become. Let those people out there say whatever they please, you don’t need to fire back, you just need to show them next time by actions, not words. Does that make sense?”
Regan: “It does, it makes perfect sense, no pun intended. I just want this really bad and I feel like I can’t get there no matter how hard I try. I have regrets, that sometimes I can’t get over. The time I choked you with the phone chord or the things I have said and done to you and dad. I feel like this is my penance, how I want to make things up to you, by being safe, knowing that nothing is going to happen to you, that is what is most important to me. So yeah…. I want you to come home with me, please?”
Giselle: “Regan…”
Regan: “Please mom.”
It took her a minute, but I knew my whining would work, she nodded yes which made me feel a hundred times better. I wanted to keep a close eye on my mom, there was nothing that was going to get in my way of making sure that she was safe. I smiled to show her how pleased I was….
Regan: “Thank you.”
Giselle: “When do you want me to come over?”
Regan: “Tonight, I have to work out with Mikaela and Delilah, hang out with Delilah for a little while, I really need to speak with her.”
Giselle: “What is Richard not telling you? He’s coming over later to see me.”
Regan: “Is he? I didn’t know he was still here.”
Giselle: “Davidson told me that he was opting not to travel until this virus scare blew over, I don’t blame him, so he has purchased a nice little home in Studio City and will stay there until further notice.”
Very interesting, not like my Grandfather to do something like that, he is usually the kind of guy that wants to get back to the UK quickly as possible. I couldn’t worry about that now, I had tag team titles to win and a young woman to mentor, not to mention, a family to keep together over a Cruze…. A fucking Cruze…..
Regan: “Okay. Well I will fix you lunch and get out of here; I have a lot to do.”
Giselle: Alright, and listen to me, Jennifer is a good kid, she has a great head on her shoulders. We don’t choose who we fall in love with, it just happens. Owen seems to be a nice young man, I know that you have wrestled him, give him a chance. You and Dave’s story is very similar, you were dating Lucas for a while and look what happened.”
Regan: “It’s not the same mom.”
Giselle: “Not, it is the same Regan. Be smart, don’t lose your son or daughter over some so trivial. Be the mother they need right now and put your feelings aside.”
Regan: “I am trying but it is hard. I have to go… let me get you lunch.”
My mother gave me a smile as every word she said was true, but I am pig headed and sometimes the biggest pain in the ass. I get it, I really do but at the same time I need to protect my family. I need to make her lunch and get to Ante Up, I’m already running late.
Ante Up Academy
Santa Barbara, CA.
A Few Hours Later
It was their normal training session, Regan Street and Delilah along with Mikaela who wanted to start training again were in the ring. Regan was in tights, wrestling shoes, a t-shirt and kneepads, same with Delilah, Mikaela was also dressed but she was watching from the outside. Regan was embarrassed, she didn’t like being showed up by the Connection a few weeks back or getting knocked out by Kandis either. It wasn’t the first time Regan had been KO’d, Datura did it too last year and everyone saw what she did to her afterwards, one thing Regan Street doesn’t do, is forget anything. If Kandis wanted to play wit the big girls, then Regan was going to treat her like one. She blamed herself for the draw and so she wanted to make sure that the mistakes she made were not seen or learned by Delilah.
Regan turns and locks up with Delilah….
Regan: “You never take your eye off the opponent, look what happened to me a few weeks ago? That fat bitch came out of nowhere and kneed me in the head, you need top make sure that everything around you see. Do you understand?”
Delilah: “Yes….”
Just as she said that, I slapped the shit out of her which rattled Delilah a little, she needed to see how serious I was about this. She took a few steps back holding her face, I quickly clotheslined her to the ground….
Regan: “NEVER STOP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MATCH! YOU KEEP GONG DELILAH!”
She tried to cover up, I jumped on her and started to throw some haymakers, I don’t know what came over me but all I could think about was the strike on my head by Kandis…. And then I saw Crane…. Back to Kandis, what the hell was happening to me?
Breakdown
2.26.2020
Selena goes to run forward, but Kandis reaches in and trips her up. Selena hits the mat. Kandis slides back in and the official goes to stop her, but Kandis runs over and jumps up and hits the Starmaker on Regan. Regan pulls Tommy back as she falls down. Tommy rolls through and ends up on his feet only for Selena to nail him with the Glass Shard.
Knots: “Things broke down but Regan Street and Tommy Valentine were the legal men and then bam! Starmaker! Before bam! Glass Shard!”
Sharper: “Both so quickly able to hit those strikes and in the process, the two landed next to one another and in the process covered each other!”
Tommy falls back and next to Regan. Kandis turns and runs at Selena and clotheslines her up and over, both go up and over to the floor. The referee then counts as we see Regan’s arm over Tommy and Tommy’s arm over Regan.
1!
2!
3!
The bell sounds. The crowd buzzes and then boos a bit. Aaron Demitra gets up and looks at both before walking over to Phillips. He speaks to him while pointing to both.
Phillips: “Ladies and gentlemen, senior official Aaron Demitra counted both competitors shoulders down. As a result, this match is a draw!”
Backstage
Fifteen Minutes Later
As I was sitting in the trainer’s room still in my wrestling attire, Selena stood with me, Delilah and Mikaela were across the room. The Medical Examiner was shining that stupid light pen in my eyes. It was hurting more than helping, as I pushed him away….
Regan: “Get that fucking thing away from me, seriously.”
Medic: “I need to check to make sure you don’t have a concussion.”
Regan: “I don’t have a concussion. She may have a big ass and strong legs, but I have a very hard head, ask anyone that knows me.”
Selena: “She is right, she is very hardheaded.”
Regan: “See?”
Medic: “I understand that, but it still doesn’t mean you have a concussion. You were hit pretty hard out there, did you lose consciousness?”
Regan: “I don’t know, probably for a few seconds. Look dude, what is your name? Name tag… oh here, Frank? Okay Frank, I am okay, can you please now leave me alone?”
Selena: “I would do what she says.”
Medic Frank: “Fine… fine….”
As he stepped away and left us alone, once the door closed, I let out a scream…
Regan: “FUUUUUUCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!”
Selena: “Regan… we didn’t lose.”
Regan: We didn’t win either! I was pinned, fuck I was pinned, and I let that bitch get the drop on me! Damn it Selena, I don’t; know what I am doing anymore, I have lost all confidence in my ability, I am a shitty tag team partner and all I am chasing is a pipe dream! We should have beaten them, we are better, damn it or I thought we were better…..”
Selena: “How many tag teams have you been in, Regan?”
Regan: “None.”
Selena: “It takes an adjustment period, look what happened tonight? You were so fixated on ending Tommy you forgot about Kandis, that is tag team wrestling and sometimes that happens. I know that we are better, then the Butt Connection AND Infamous. We are going to be tag team, champions.”
My head pounded so bad; I think it was more the adrenaline at this stage then it was the knee that knocked me silly. I was so pissed at myself for allowing that cunt to get the drop on me, I couldn’t even see straight. I haven’t felt like this since Making Things Right last year. I failed to win the match and that was irritating me beyond belief. I was livid, trying to make sense of it all but plain and simple, they and the better chemistry and it was a fact I needed to accept. I took a deep sigh and looked back at Selena, lowering my head, she knew the hell I put myself through constantly….
Selena: “No, you are not going to do this, the Regan Street I know is NOT a quitter!”
Regan: “Maybe I need to rethink this over. It would be a good time to step away, spend time with my family….”
Selena: “Regan, look at me. You are not a quitter; this was a small bump in the road. We are going to get our chances, alright? They didn’t win either, you pinned Tommy too. It is a messed-up situation but one that we can learn from. We have been here before, win, lose or draw there is no one I want more to be by my side than you.”
While that was nice to hear, it didn’t do much for my ego. I was mad, trying to figure out how not to make those same mistakes again. I had beaten her in singles competition, when she entered my realm, now I entered hers….
I need to do better….
Or I might as well step away.
Ante Up Academy
Santa Barbara, CA.
Mikaela: “Regan! Regan!”
I heard her calling my name, suddenly I stop, looking down at Delilah covering up. I must’ve blacked out, I was thinking of Breakdown, what had happened, suddenly my obsessed mind blocked everything out and I found myself trying to comprehend a situation I lost control over. Rolling off Delilah, I scoot to the corner, Mikaela slides into the ring, checking on her, she seemed fine, blocking a lot of what I had thrown….
Mikaela: “What is wrong with you!?”
Regan: “I’m sorry… I blanked out, that was stupid. Are you okay kiddo?”
Delilah: “Yeah… I’ll live.”
Regan: “I’m sorry….”
She didn’t want to hear my apology and stormed out of the ring. I fucked up, I don’t know why I let that shit get over me, but it did. In a world where things are starting to move rather quickly, I don’t know why I allow things to get to me. I refuse to let Kandis become my next Datura….
A Few Hours Later
I took Delilah back home, both she and Mikaela lived in the same condo complex in West Hollywood, it was on my way to my moms anyway, so I didn’t mind dropping them off. I wanted to talk to Delilah though, hoping to get a convo with her. After arriving, Mikaela started to head inside…
Mikaela: “Are you going to see mom?”
Regan: “Yeah, I am picking her up later. Look, Miks…..”
Mikaela: “Save it Regan. You do this all the time. You’re not always going to win every match, shit is going to happen, wrestlers will pin you or even knock you cold. That is the business we are on, seriously get over yourself and just go out there and do what we know you do best, be the top wrestler in SCW, no one is better than you in the ring, your biggest enemy is you. I love you sis, remember that.”
Mikaela was right, it seems like everyone was right. The person though that I needed to reassure that this was an accident is Delilah. We already had a bit of a rocky relationship since she went nuts on Jesse, but I just did the same to her and have no excuse. She slowly stepped out of the car, walking toward the building…
Regan: “Can we talk?”
Delilah: “Okay.”
At least she was willing to listen. I followed her inside, she kicked off her shoes and socks, and was comfortable sitting on the couch, I sat next to her, she looked exhausted….
Regan: “Are you okay?”
Delilah: “I’m really tired, I haven’t slept much lately and after the beating you gave me today, I just want to sleep.”
Regan: “That’s understandable. Delilah, listen what happened today, that was my fault and I know you did it with Jess at a more violent level but explained to me why and I feel that I am not doing my job mentoring you. Maybe it is because I really don’t know a lot about you, Delilah.”
Delilah: “My story is boring…. I forgive you; you forgave me. I’m sorry that I disappoint you.”
Regan: “Delilah… no, you do not. I want clarity here, transparency is all. You and I need to trust each other. What happened at Breakdown, I feel like I sent you the wrong message, I let them get to me and maybe I was so incensed on teaching you not to follow my lead that I lost it a little and I am sorry.”
I was looking down, waiting for her to respond, looking over, she was dead asleep. I grabbed her foot and shook it a little…..
Regan: “Delilah….”
She was out. I stood up, grabbed the blanket she had on the love seat and placed it over her. I was getting ready to leave but then remembered the shoe box I saw with the picture in it. Looking over at Delilah, who was zonked out, I slowly made my way into her room, quietly opening the closet and looking once again at the shoe box. There were some letters, a few cards, the picture of my grandparents and that little boy. I saw a zip drive, grabbing it, going straight to the computer….
Maybe it was time to find something out.
THE DEVIL IN A BLUE DRESS
Regan didn’t want to be nosy; she didn’t think that what she did was right but at the same time, she needed some answers. The Hellcat wanted to know what was the deal with Delilah, her attitude was very erratic, she seemed like the type of woman who would be fine one minute and the next have an episode which concerned Regan and really brought it to the fold. Regan had made a promise to her grandfather that she would watch over and care for Delilah, that was something she had intended to keep but the only way to do so was to know everything about the young woman and what she brought to the table. Delilah was special, she was talented in the ring, gorgeous to boot and while shy, she was starting to open up more, quite funny and was willing to learn, listen to anything that Regan had to say. It was important for her to meet Kelcey, her half-sister, knowing that she had family, and also it was nice to catch up with her cousin, it had been some time. Regan needed Delilah too, she helped the Hellcat in many ways, it was a nice escape outside the ring to have a protégé that she could be proud of, remember what she gave back to people like Delilah and Jennifer, even AJ when he was brought along as a young man who really helped Regan mature into a motherly figure. Right now, her focus was on being the best tag team partner she could for Selena Frost, it was the only thing that she cared about most in the SCW aside from her immediate family and the careers of her kids and husband. Regan wanted those tag team Championships, she also felt in the last match she wrestled, she made a poor example for Delilah and wanted to rectify it. When they trained though, Regan too was having a little difficulty keeping her emotions intact, which led to the small confrontation with Delilah….
One that was needed.
Regan didn’t want to be deceptive with Delilah, she tried her best to get the answers and the only way she seemed to think was the best way was to find them herself. After she saw the picture in Delilah’s shoe box, Regan had remembered seeing a few other items there, where she went and tried to look but ran out of time. This time she did not. Delilah had fallen asleep on the couch after their work out, she slowly creeped into the room and went back to the closet and found a zip drive, she put it in the computer where a bunch of old videos were stored….
Delilah’s Apartment
West Hollywood, CA.
3.8.2020
Regan watched the footage. Her green eyes were fixated on her grandparents and the young man. They seemed to be happy together, by the lake fishing. The footage seemed to be about 8 years old, right around the time Regan started in the SCW. What the Hellcat doesn’t realize is that Delilah had woken up, she stands by the doorway of her bedroom, barefoot pressed against the wall, while leaning back with her arms crossed. Regan has no idea that she is watching her…
Delilah: “His name was Marcus.”
What the fuck! I had no idea that she was behind me, quickly turning around and seeing Delilah standing there, half asleep, leaning against the wall. She ran her fingers through the long strands of brown hair before staring at me. I was caught red handed….
Regan: “Delilah…. I….”
Delilah: “I tried to keep my eyes open, but I knew the minute I passed out on the couch you would come in here snooping. I know you went into my shoebox; I am very particular with my things and when they were all shifted and moved around, I knew that you had found the picture.”
Regan: “I am sorry, I broke your trust, but I couldn’t help it. I needed to know something, anything about you and I still found nothing. Marcus, was he your brother?”
Delilah: “Something like that. I will go ahead and tell you, why not, there are no secrets, right?”
Regan: “No, there isn’t.”
Delilah walked inside the room and sat on the edge of the bed….
Delilah: “Marcus was a very vibrant and loving soul. He wouldn’t hurt a fly, always jovial, wanting to be a part of the in-crowd, loved his grandparents because you see Regan, Marcus was born out of wedlock and well, when his mother died of an overdose, he was left to the state, luckily Richard and Elaine Street took custody of him at 8 years old. He was Street blood and no one else knew that Marcus existed.”
Regan: “Okay…. Go on.”
Delilah: “Grandma and grandpa wanted the best for Marcus, so they put him up at the Kensingten Prep School, you know the one.”
Regan: “Yes, my father went there as did my uncles and aunts.”
Delilah: “It is a Street tradition, well Marcus wanted to attend Oxford after he graduated, a brilliant mind, wanted to be an Engineer. As he got older though, something changed in Marcus, he started to get feelings that were frowned upon by grandma and grandpa along with so many others in the community and in school. Marcus was gay and when he realized that and was in touch with his feelings, he started to explore them.”
Regan: “Delilah, why are you telling me this?”
Delilah: “Do you want the bloody truth or not?”
Regan: “Yes, yes I do, I am sorry, continue.”
I didn’t mean to interrupt her, but I wasn’t seeing the point in all of this as I had no idea where this was going. She looked me dead in the eyes, I had never seen a look like that before from Delilah….
Delilah: “While in school, Marcus met this young, handsome man, his name was Korey. He was a son to a very powerful CEO in Britain. Korey too had the same feelings and so they one day walked out to the trails and hooked up. For Marcus it was like freedom. He had to keep it on the downlow though, no one would accept that when you have a couple of thirteen-year old’s exploring their sexuality. Tis went on for a few months, they started getting closer and no one had a clue, not even grandpa and grandma. One day, I think it was a Friday, they decided to take a stroll by the pond, where they had a kiss, unfortunately a couple of the boys at school saw them and by the next week everyone knew.”
Regan: “That is terrible.”
Delilah: “Marcus was bullied, Korey started to keep his distance, claiming that Marcus was the one initiating it all to save face, he was scared. The boys then cornered Marcus after school as he walked home through the small wood path that led directly to Grandma’s and grandpa’s maze. They started to beat him up pretty bad, that boy you see on the computer there, happy and enjoying a day of fishing with his grandparents, bloody hell he loved fishing.”
Regan: “What happened to Marcus.”
Delilah lowered her head, suddenly I could see tears dropping on her legs and thighs, she started to cry before looking up at me with blood red eyes, her lips quivering….
Delilah: “They brutalized him.”
Regan: “How….”
She slowly stood up and walked over to me, grabbing the mouse and switching to another video of Marcus and my grandparents, this time he was sitting quietly on his fourteenth birthday, though something was different…
Delilah: “Do you want to know what those fuckers did? They castrated me.”
MY eyes open wide, suddenly I felt pressure on my chest like I was getting ready to throw up. I slowly stood up as Delilah wouldn’t take her eyes off me. I didn’t know what to say. I slowly reached out and ran my fingers though her long hair as tears continued to drop from her eyes. I was in total shock, it started to make sense, Marcus was Delilah……
Regan: “Delilah……”
Delilah: “They made me a unic and so grandpa and grandma decided to get me an operation, they had all the money, no one questioned them at all, and in a few years, I was a full woman. They were ashamed of me, didn’t even give me the chance to get fixed, better whatever. When they found out I was gay, I was isolated until you came. For seven years I never left the house. For seven years I had to deal with an identity crisis. For seven years I prayed for you to come and take me away. I watched you since the first day you came to wrestle in the SCW and ALL I ever wanted was to be you. I begged them to let me go and train, I pleaded to allow that I go to the states, the caveat to it all was simple, the secret stayed kept. It was so hard adjusting; it was so hard to accept that I was a woman now. Kelcey never had a half-sister. She had a half-brother. When grandma died, grandpa wanted me to start acting like a girl more because grandma insisted.”
Regan: “Insisted, why?”
Delilah: “Because he told me that there are no tossers in the Street family. That if I wanted to be with men, I needed to be a woman.”
My blood started to boil, fists clenched, for my grandfather was the last person I would have thought was a homophobic. I now knew the truth of what this poor kid had gone through, I wasn’t sure what was happening, yet her anger, suppressed memories and the horror she lived through had become her life. I grabbed her and embraced Delilah as hard as I could. She started t cry harder which made me fallow suit. She was a beautiful person inside and out and finally I was starting to see why she was this way. I wasn’t going to tell anyone, that secret was with me and her unless she chose to say it….
Delilah: “I am sorry…..”
Regan: “No…. you do not DARE apologize! You are with me now, is that understood!? You are with me now.”
She nodded her head and gripped her embrace tighter, it felt goods to know that I was there for her every step of the way. I couldn’t believe that I didn’t see it earlier but the circumstances surrounding this was enough to push me over the edge….. and it was time to talk to grandpa.
Thirty Minutes Later
We arrive at my moms condo, this time I brought Delilah with me, I was going to pick up my mother and bring her back to my place. I had Delilah pack a case too, we have plenty of spare bedrooms and I don’t want her staying by herself. As we arrive, we walk into my mothers home, there is my grandfather sitting there with a smug look on his face. Marvin, his butler welcomes us….
Marvin: “Hello Regan, Ms. Delilah.”
Regan: “Shut up, Marvin.”
Marvin: “Excuse me?”
Regan: “Hello Grandfather.”
Richard: “Ah it is so good to see you, I am happy you came by and brought Delilah with you, everything is going good, I take it?”
Regan: “It’s fucking hunky dory.”
He was stunned when I answered him that way and honestly, I didn’t give a damn. My mother looked a little shocked, I didn’t care. As I walked over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Then turned to Grandfather….
Regan: “You know, had me fooled. Here I am trying to understand this beautiful and genuine young soul standing next to me having absolutely no idea the trauma and the horror you and grandma put her through.”
Richard: “I beg your pardon?”
Marvin: “Ms. Regan, I think you need to lower your tone, this is your grandfather, show him respect please as the elder Street should.”
Regan: “Marvin, I am not going to ask you again, shut the fuck up, man.”
He gasped, I didn’t care, my attention was solely on my grandfather….
Regan: “How dare you! How dare you man! How can you put her through that hell!”
Richard: “I have no idea what you are talking about!”
Regan: “No!? Does Marcus ring a bell!?”
His eyes suddenly widened; I could see a cold blank stare on the face of Marvin. My grandfather looked like he was ready to have a heart attack. He looked over at Delilah who shamelessly looked way, that is when I grabbed his tie and pressed it against his neck….
Giselle: “Regan!?”
Regan: “No now mom! You listen to me, I looked up to you! I used to think you hung the fucking moon! All I ever wanted to be was like you, Grandpa! The prestige, the honor, the giving soul you were or I thought you were and then I find out that you didn’t even want Marcus to get an operation and try to repair the damage that was done to him by those homophobes, right!? Too ashamed to accept him for what he was!?”
Richard: “He was? What do you know about it? What she told you? Wat Elaine and I did was save that boy! We didn’t allow that abomination to go about living that life! Instead we did what we had to do and the means to do so! Delilah here is a woman, a beautiful woman that Elaine and I made with our money!”
I couldn’t believe I was hearing this….
Giselle: “What the hell is going on?”
Regan: “I will explain to you later mom. Grandpa… you had no right!”
Richard: “I had every right to preserve his life and existence! I was not about to let a little queer like him run around without a set of bollocks! Ask her now how her life has been!”
Regan: “Isolated from society for 7 years!? SEVEN FUCKING YEARS until David and I came along to visit!? That is saving her life!? No, grandfather what you did was take away her life and her choices! Instead of fighting the homophobia, you folded and added to it! You thought you were helping her and instead you cultivated her into something both you and grandma could accept! I can’t believe you; I cannot believe this! What you did was wrong, and I will never forgive you for it!”
Regan: “Come on Delilah, we are leaving.”
Richard: “You think this is all about his sexual choices? No, he was a mistake, a mistake that we took in from a drugged out whore mother who started to do the same things she did, instead of yelling at me, you should thank your mother and I for changing that little faggo….”
SLAP!!!!
Before I even knew it, I slapped my grandfather so hard he fell out of the chair. There was no way that I was going to allow him to finish that word. I was crushed at what I was hearing, how would he feel knowing that I was with other women before? So had Kelcey. I stared him down, breathing heavily as Marvin rushed to Richard’s aide. My mother was just stunned as I went and grabbed her things, then I took Delilah’s and….
Regan: “From this day forward, you fucking stay away from Delilah. She is with me now and that is NOT going to change a goddamn thing, do you hear me!? Do you fucking hear me!? You wanted me to care for her, mentor Delilah well I am doing much more than that, I am taking her far away from you grandfather! You have no right to play God!”
Richard: “You think this is all black and white. It’s not Regan. There are more shades of gray to this than you know. Go ahead… take her. She’s all yours.”:
As he was wiping the trickles of blood from his face, I pulled Delilah and my mother, I couldn’t stand being in the presence of that man anymore. What he did was disgusting and I knew that if I stayed any longer, I would regret it. Instead I took my mother and Delilah and walked out, there was nothing more to be said. I was angry, livid and wanted to remember how unfair life can be at times….
But what I do know is the truth…
Delilah and I will be better for it.
EPILOGUE: SHALLOW
After what had happened back in California with her grandfather and Delilah, it seemed to bring the two closer. Regan was shocked, she couldn’t believe whop and what Delilah was before and that had her shook. To know that her grandparents, no matter the reason behind it did that to her was revealing and at the same time disturbing. Regan though while still dealing with her PTSD, had to fly out to Memphis for Retribution. With everything going on with the Coronavirus and all the cancellations around, Regan was being extra careful with her sister Mikaela, Delilah herself and of course she was with David. Jennifer was also there with Owen to see him against Syren.
Regan was able to score a little time on stage at one of the local music halls, a nice little pub where only a few people were there, mainly family and friends, the rest of the public wasn’t exactly out and about and it was closed for a small private gathering. Regan though had one thing on her mind, the SCW Tag Team Titles, she knew that it was going to be a tough road ahead but was ready for whatever came. Regan was nervous, she had doubt in her mind, not wanting to fail again, she didn’t need this to turn into a circus or listen to both Infamous or The Connection run their mouth. So a little R & R was good, take a break, sing some music and just be herself.
Memphis, TN.
3.13.2020
Regan was sitting on the bed, wearing jeans, a red flannel top tucked in and opened showing off her chest and black halter top, she was slipping her feet with the glossy white polish into her socks and then black boots, David was in the bathroom getting dressed. Regan didn’t want any issues tonight, she knew that Jennifer was going to be there with Owen Cruze and while she didn’t like the relationship or approve of it, she had decided that it was best to keep the peace. Regan stood up, all made up perfect, her long sandy blonde hair hung down, she was a bit tired, didn’t sleep well last night for many reasons. As she heard the bathroom door open, Regan looked over to see David walk out in jeans, a black button up shirt and matching boots, looking dapper as ever….
Regan: “You look handsome as always.”
David: “Thanks and you look beautiful as always.”
Regan: “I know.”
David: “Conceited much?”
Regan: “Cut the crap. You talk to Owen?”
David: “Yeah, I gave him my blessing, he’s a good kid, Regan.”
Regan: “I know that is what I hate about it. I want to be pissed at him; I actually want to kick him the fucking balls but then I would lose my daughter over it. So anyway, yeah that is probably out of the question. AJ hates it.”
David: “I know, that will be a problem. Regan, I need to change the subject, you were tossing and turning again last night, talking in your sleep. This is getting worse.”
I knew this was going to come up, I woke myself up last night tossing and turning myself. As I sighed, all I could do is look my husband in the eyes and agree…
Regan: “I will get help after Retribution, deal?”
David: “Thank you.”
Regan: “Or maybe after this Coronavirus shit goes away.”
David: “Regan….”
Regan: “Fine. I will go see Kennedy’s shrink after Retribution. We have to go to the bar, I need a drink and play some tunes, get me a bit loose for this weekend, God knows I need it after the last few weeks.”
David: “I know. Delilah?”
Regan: “She will be fine, babe. I’m going to make sure of it. Also thank you for understanding about my mother staying at the house.”
David: “I get it, too bad she can’t cook.”
He walked away from me with a sly grin, that is my husband….
Regan: “That was not funny.”
As I followed him out I was a bit worried about tonight, I didn’t know if things were going to get heated with Jennifer and Owen, with everyone else and for me personally, I wasn’t a fan of the relationship, well whatever, sue me….
One Hour Later
The Blind Bear
Beale Street, Memphis TN.
I sat at the front of the bar on Beale Street, it was a nice joint called the Blind Bear. I was sitting on the stage, tuning my guitar, drinking a beer, the place was pretty empty, the Coronavirus scare had a lot of folks on edge. After the week I had and preparing for the Tag Team Title match which I was NOT going to let it pass me up this time, I decided to take a night off, invite my family and friends for a night out. Selena wasn’t there, the temptation of alcohol and the way she acted the last time we went out was a bit too much for her. Peyton Rice and Alistaire Allocco were here, Aaron Blackbourne and Lian, Kelcey Wallace, David and Jason, a few others including Mikaela and Delilah. I hadn’t seen Jennifer or Owen, maybe they decided not to come.
Sipping my bear, I was looking for a few songs to sing, I heard a little ruckus, looking back up I see my daughter show up with Owen, now things were going to start getting interesting. Peyton, Alistaire, Aaron, that whole millennial and Gen Z bunch were kissing, hugging and high fiving, one thing I did know for sure, at least Jennifer was hanging out with some good wrestlers, I also must give Kelcey credit for that.
Owen: “Regan.”
I heard his voice; there he was standing in front of me. I took a deep breath and focused on my guitar. I wanted to ignore him, maybe that would make him go away but it didn’t. I didn’t want to alienate my daughter, at the same time, I didn’t want to just rollover like a submissive dog either…..
Regan: “If I continue to play with my guitar, will you go away?”
Owen: “No.”
Regan: “Okay, Owen what do you want? My permission? My acceptance to this relationship between the two of you? Okay, no.”
Owen: “Actually I just wanted to know if you wanted to sing a duet?”
This kid is fucking kidding me….
Regan: “Yeah, okay.”
Owen: “I am serious.”
Regan: “You are serious? You want to sing a duet with me, Owen I hate to break this to you kiddo, but this is not Karaoke. I am actually singing and not making an ass out of myself.”
Owen: “Give me a chance, please?”
Regan: “You are serious. Okay fine, go ahead and pick a song.”
As I look out at the bar, Jennifer is staring at us both, I am sure she was pissing her pants. I was going to entertain this, if Owen was willing to make a fool of himself then so be it. I waited until he finally picked the song…
Owen: “Shallow.”
Regan: “You’re fucking kidding me, right? I was expecting Dr. Dre or….”
Owen: “That is so stereotyping.”
Regan: “I was kidding but yeah it is. Okay, fine, Shallow it is.”
As I start strumming the guitar, I started to get everyone’s attention. Jennifer and Peyton were standing next to each other, they both seemed like they were watching a car wreck on the NASCAR circuit. As I continued to play, I looked up at Owen and nodded. He grabbed the mic; this was going to be a disaster….
Owen: “Tell me something’, girl. Are you happy in this modern world? Or do you need more? Is there something’ else you’re searching’ for?”
My eyes widened, looking over in shock at how good this kid could sing, then glancing toward Jennifer who had her face cupped in her hands as Peyton had her arm around her. David gave me a smirk, I wanted to slap him….
Owen: “I’m falling…. In all the good times I find myself. Long in for change, and in the bad times I fear myself….”
He looked over at me, I was still in, impressed by the young man’s singing ability…..
Regan: “Tell me something, boy. Aren’t you tired tryin’ to fill that void? Or do you need more? Ain’t it hard keeping it so hardcore? I’m falling In all the good times I find myself. Longing for change and in the bad times I fear myself……… I’m off the deep end, watch as I dive in! I’ll never meet the ground! Crash through the surface, where they can’t hurt us! We’re far from the shallow now!”
Regan and Owen: “In the shallow, shallow…. In the shallow, shallow. In the shallow, shallow. We’re far from the shallow now…”
I felt an energy, looking out at my family and friends, the tears my daughter had in her eyes, that was the moment I realized how much this meant to her, how in love she was with Owen and how much he loved her. What the fuck was I doing trying to stand in their way? I couldn’t be that bitch, no way could I be her. We looked at each other as I sang….
Regan: “Oh, oh, oh, oh… Whoah! I’m off the deep end, watch as I dive in! I’ll never meet the ground! Crash through the surface, where they can’t hurt us! We’re far from the shallow now!”
Regan and Owen: “In the shallow, shallow…. In the shallow, shallow. In the shallow, shallow. We’re far from the shallow now…..”
I ended with the strum of my guitar. They all started to clap. That was not what was important here as I looked into Owens eyes, he smiled at me with no fear and that I respected. He took a chance singing with me when he knew I could have busted this guitar over his head. As I looked out at my daughter she smiled, wanting me to accept Owen. I nodded and turned to him….
Owen: “I will never hurt your daughter, I promise you.”
That was all I needed to hear. Shaking his hand, all I could do was nod. He took a chance and it paid off, but this was more than just a song, this was a promise being made and an acceptance. I couldn’t deny Jennifer a love that could make her and Owen better people, then I wouldn’t be doing my do justice as a mother….
Because in the end, I love them both.
SCENE FADE
“There are times in my life when I wonder what the hell is going on. Obviously, I have a serious PTSD problem that I need to tackle head on. When I found out about my Bi-Polarism, people thought I was crazy, even Selena Frost and others started to call me insane. I had an issue and had no clue that it ever existed, hiding that secret much like I am now about my PTSD, a condition that while I refused to think it was major, I now know that I need to go and start talking to a shrink. This didn’t even come closely comparable to what I have learned about Delilah which bothers me to no end, I don’t appreciate the cloak and dagger shit my grandfather pulled on me.
I have a problem with my temper, I also tend to hold grudges, it motivates me to do better, hence why someone like Kandis now is in my crosshairs. When it came to Delilah though, it was different, I cannot even fathom to think the horror she went through at such a young age and to think that my own family tried to cover it up, sweeping it under the rug is beyond even my comprehension. When I was younger entering the wrestling business, I probably wouldn’t have given a damn but this is my family and while I have grow up a lot in eight years, I also tend to see my faults in this which Delilah didn’t deserve.
Mikaela and I have been really lucky, while our relationship took a really bad turn for the worse, thanks to that old fuck, CHBK, we are now tighter than even it is this connection which Delilah needs, she has to see that people care for her, and with this uncertainty going on in the world today, we need to be there for each other. Selena and Deanna overseas, now there is a travel ban, all the shit I found out about my cousin, these huge matches coming up for me which are basically sink or swim as I am just floating right now after that draw on Breakdown a few weeks ago….
I feel like I am failing miserably at trying to keep things together, though it is all my fault, whether guilt, maternal or survival instincts, my back is to the wall and there is no more room to back up. I must teach Delilah and be the big sister she needs, I didn’t have that until Trinity saved my life, I am here today because of her and I want to be here for Delilah as this is not going to get any better…
Only worse.
These are scary fucking times right now man but at the end off the day, there is one thing I do know for sure and it is her secret is safe with me. We all have them, hide them away so no one will ever know the truth…
I do and I will use it to help her, my family and the healing process…
That is after I show her how to kick a whole lot of ass.”
THE INFAMOUS CONNECTION OF ASSES
The Scene Opens…
Sun Studio is a recording studio opened by rock-and-roll pioneer Sam Phillips at 706 Union Avenue in Memphis, Tennessee, on January 3, 1950. It was originally called Memphis Recording Service, sharing the same building with the Sun Records label business. Reputedly the first rock and roll single, Jackie Brenton and his Delta Cats’ “Rocket 88” was recorded there in 1951 with song composer Ike Turner on keyboards, leading the studio to claim status as the birthplace of rock & roll. Blues and R&B artists like Howlin’ Wolf, Junior Parker, Little Milton, B.B. King, James Cotton, Rufus Thomas, and Rosco Gordon recorded there in the early 1950s. Rock and roll, country music, and rockabilly artists, including Johnny Cash, Elvis Presley, Carl Perkins, Roy Orbison, Charlie Feathers, Ray Harris, Warren Smith, Charlie Rich, and Jerry Lee Lewis, recorded there throughout the mid-to-late 1950s until the studio outgrew its Union Avenue location. Sam Phillips opened the larger Sam C. Phillips Recording Studio, better known as Phillips Recording, in 1959 to replace the older facility
In 1987, ten years after Presley died, Sun Studio at 706 Union Avenue was converted back into a recording studio, and soon became a tourist attraction for Presley fans and music lovers in general. The studio was also used by several well-known acts to record, including U2, Def Leopard. John Mellencamp, the Bogus Bros. and Chris Isaak & Silvertone to name a few. In 2003 it was officially recognized as a National Historic Landmark tourist attraction.
Sun Studio regularly releases studio session Podcasts on YouTube and on Public Television. Sun Studio have announced that PBS affiliate stations will be showing a 30-minute series of Sun Studio Sessions starting in January 2010. Here is where we find the gorgeous Regan Street, the Hellcat of the SCW and one half of Frozen Hell with Selena Frost. The last few weeks have been hard for Regan to stay quiet on Social Media, to listen at the rhetoric of Kandis and Tommy Valentine, to put up with Ravyn Taylor’s and Christy Matthews nuisance, it has been quite trying yet Regan has shown quite the restraint. She wants those tag team titles bad and blames herself for this being a Triple Threat, feeling like she took her eye off Kandis to finish Tommy and she made her pay. Lucky shot or not, Regan knows that one on one it wouldn’t happen, but this is tag team wrestling and she is still adjusting. Wearing a leather jacket, jeans, black boots and matching halter top, her nails polished white and long sandy blonde hair hanging down, she stands in the Sun Studio, where many recording artists were once, Regan plays guitar and sings herself along with Mikaela when she wants. Mikaela and Delilah are in the sound control room. The camera begins to record…
REC:
Regan takes a second, looking around at the pictures of legends before she turns to the camera and speaks in her sexy yet very direct voice…
“I have a lot of emotions running through my head right now sitting inside this recording studio. I know a lot of people know this but I have been wanting to play music all my life, that was my dream to one day be here, singing, strumming my guitar, anything I could do to make it in the business but like in baseball, life has a way of throwing a curveball and you end up swinging and missing, my strikeout led me to the SCW. In many ways, not getting on base led to my career, one that I wanted to be a part of watching Trinity Street, Simon Lyman, Donovan Kayl and Chloe Barnes, some of those names you may know, others not so much. The last is Donnie’s wife. They inspired me to go all in the sport, when I wanted to be caged in a place like this recording music and making albums, at the end of the day though?
SCW became my home.
I am one of the few wrestlers who was born and bred here, I have NEVER stepped foot in ANY other promotion, EIGHT long years I have climbed the cages, ladders, turnbuckles, and even the walls to get my moment at the very top of the company. I never thought about going anywhere else, I didn’t have the desire, nor the heart to ever leave this company when there were times I threatened to and when Mr. D looked me in the face, I gave me the option to apologize or be fired, I apologized because deep down inside no matter what beef we had with each other, how much we wanted to strangle or just beat the hell out of another the fact was this will ALWAYS be my home even if I am long gone into retirement or this company closes.
So now, you want to know why I want to be a Supreme Champion?
I heard all the snide remarks from The Connection, I have listened to the constant barbs thrown at Selena and I by the rest of the roster and especially Infamous. Kandis has one little shining moment and suddenly she is the next coming of Jason Zero. All this talk about greed, how I don’t want the tag titles, I am only going after them to become the Supreme Champion, while it all sounds good to hype up their narrative and make it a cutting edge promo, it is all bullshit. See, to me, becoming the Supreme Champion is the ULTIMATE prize, it is the ULTIMATE honor for any SCW wrestler to hold. Selena Frost, David Helms, Amy Chastaine, Ravyn Taylor, James Evans, Jake Starr, Jay Gold, Christian Savior, Dillusion, and others who wrestled either while I was here or long gone have the prestige title, some were here less time than me like Amy and Selena, others have put in their time yet only TEN wrestlers out of EVERYONE that has ever walked into those doors of the SCW can call themselves Supreme Champion….
And I want to be Number ELEVEN.
I want to know that when I faced Marina Trent countless times in 2012, where she handed me my first loss on a PPV no less, and we fought that at Fatal Fortunes, I finally won my first Championship, the now defunct Women’s Title. When I upset Jake Starr at Riding the Lightning Night One, losing the next night to Syren, getting a taste of the belt was motivating on it’s own. Waiting five years to receive a United States Title match, winning at Rise to Greatness, defeating Ravyn for the World Title a second time, beating her again for the Adrenaline Championship last year, the same belt I defended against you Kandis, those are the moments that I look back on. Tactical Warfare on FOUR separate occasions, Hardcore matches Taking Hold of the Flame, Rise to Greatness, ALL those memories are the reason why I still do this, compete at every level and the Supreme title to any wrestler?
Is the culmination of all those moments rolled into one where I can walk out the door to my car and drive home to spend time with my family and say….
I DID IT.
The problem is that the road to get there has been LONG, arduous and exhausting. I haven’t always capitalized on the opportunities, I could look at the prime example being a few weeks ago against the big ass and jackass. Tag Team wrestling is a new form for me and I give kudos to Kandis, I was concentrated on taking Tommy down, I didn’t see that knee coming that knocked me out so bravo, it seems like my words really lit a fire under your big ass, so I am going to ask you one time…
Try it again and see if my back is turned this time bitch.”
Delilah and Mikaela look on in the recording room, Regan picks up her guitar and hits a few cords before stopping. She then thinks about Breakdown the other week, all the trials and tribulations she has been through, the fights and the wars and knows that she is in against four of the best the SCW has to offer but the words of the Connection stuck with her and when Regan has someone in her cross-hairs, she is ready to unload. Looking back up with her green eyes, she starts to speak….
“There is a difference between a winners and losers mentality. A winner sees a draw as a failure, the loser sees it as an accomplishment. The Connection were really proud of themselves, taking Twitter polls into account, making them gospel when for the Frozen Hell, don’t mean a squatting shit. If you guys need 21% to motivate and inspire the team for this match, you guys might want to think your approach. See, I always respected your talent, just like I do Ravyn and Christy Matthews. I am one that has never cared for the mind games and silly shit that happens outside the ring. For me, it was always about the competition and what I found was a woman that thinks alike, but it is much more than that. While the Connection celebrated, Kandis shaking her ass in Tommy’s face as he recovered from the Glass Shard and no, Selena didn’t shake her ass in my face as I recovered from the Star Maker, I felt like I failed my team, this is the drive, the passion and the love I have for this sport and no, it wasn’t that I fell victim to Kandis, I felt victim to my own inexperience in tag team wrestling and she did a good job exploiting it…..
But I did say it was a lucky shot and I aim to prove it again like I did the first time we met.
I had to look at my partner and while she is happy to be along for the ride, this si much more and when I was seeing stars, looking up at the lights and realized that I was pinned and I also pinned Tommy….
The same feeling, I had at Making Things Right started to creep in and what does that mean to you, Connection? Now, I’m coming to not only win, I am coming to kick your fucking asses no matter how big they are. As we talk about Tag Team Wrestling though, the Connection likes to call themselves the Guardians of the Division, well that is all nice and make for a great t-shirt, but the keeper of the division is Infamous and if there is no story told more than the battles Selena Frost and I have had against Ravyn and Christy, ten you guys haven’t been paying much attention. This match has an interesting dynamic and because of my failure a few weeks ago, this is now a triple threat and rightfully so…
Ah, but here’s one thing, in drawing that match, it made me hungrier, madder, meaner and more determined than ever to walk away as a Tag Team Champion. Ravyn and Christie have a relationship out of necessity, Christy didn’t think she could do it on her own. She’s a scrapper, a mother and a former World Champion, the only drawback she has, is an easy one, she makes piss-poor decisions and trusts Ravyn and Syren, like they have never stuck the knife in her back before. We have Tommy and Kandis, a partnership made out of lust at first, I have no idea what they are now, business partners, friends with benefits, I honestly don’t care but they have a bond based out of emotion. Selena and I are different. I have always believed that you don’t know how tough someone is until you go to war against them, when one witnesses their meddle and I have seen just how far Selena Frost will go to not only be successful but win. For four years, Selena and I have been good friends, stablemates, bitter enemies, rivals and finally tag team partners. I have made that woman bleed and she did the exact same to me. Selena has knocked me out cold, I have laid her out, we wrestled in front of thousands and we stole the show at Rise To Greatness. It didn’t matter at what stage of our careers we were in, wrestling for the World, United States or some high stakes match, it didn’t make a single difference for at the end of the day, we finally looked at each other and realized one thing…
We were bonded by blood.
Selena is my sister. No, not my sister in arms, not my tag team partner or good friend, she IS blood to me, and I would take a bullet or a Kandis knee for Selena anytime, THAT is what separates Frozen Hell from the rest of this tag team field. I know that nothing is guaranteed, don’t think I didn’t notice Ravyn taunting me with the TV Title, I don’t have time for this shit and if ANYONE knows what I do in that ring?
It’s you Ravyn.
And come Retribution, I am taking a third title away from you, bitch.”
Tilting her head, Regan understands just how hard and how important this match will be. The Connection exposed he a little, we saw how she is still learning the tag team division, and while her and Selena have their timing down, it is Regan who must learn to have all eyes open and know her surroundings or the same thing could happen yet again. There is high stakes, Regan is ready to take the titles and the culmination of her journey will inch that much closer. Her eyes glare into the camera….
“There are times when we get caught up in the moment, the competition as it happens often in the business. I know my history, Tommy can be upset about me making this personal, no, you did. I have always been your friend, man. My husband is your bestie, former tag team greats, the Next Level. Tommy I have nothing but respect for you in that ring, but if you think I’m going to just stand by and listen to you question my motives and ask the stupid question why I want to be a tag team champion, I want you to ask yourself the same exact thing. It is now because you simply want to impress your partner? Because the biggest mistake you made is going to David, talking to him about US, trying to make him choose sides? I don’t play the role of Kandis to David like she does to you. I’m not his bitch, I’m his wife, big difference. You have the nerve and the hypocritical gall to put me in a position where I am supposed to hesitate because we have known each other a long time?
You know me better than any of my opponents and if anyone knows what lengths I will go after that debacle a few weeks ago, it’s you. You have always seen what I do to any single person that stands in my way and now you want to play crash test dummy to my wall? I expect you to come at me withe everything you have so it gives me the excuse to drop you where you stand. What’s your motivation, huh? Her? Is it so the victor goes the spoils? I’m disappointed that it has come to this Tommy, I see you all the time outside the ring but if this is how you want to act, the next time I pin you, it won’t be because your fat ass girlfriend knocked me out. See, a blind squirrel finds a nut every once in a while and I heard what you had to say Kandis and that’s good, I want you to brag, tell the entire SCW you kneed my brains out for I will remind you why they CALL me THE HELLCAT. See, you may get the drop on me once, that will NEVER happen again and since the PPV is called Retribution, why not take upon myself to show you exactly why I am the bitch that has ran this place for a long time….
Because a Lion never turns around when a small dog barks.
And I don’t care what you two want or think you’re entitled to; you get that ONE mulligan and now it is OUR turn. I promised Selena this journey was not about ME; it was all about US. Infamous has been running rough shot doping whatever they want while strangle holding the tag team titles. The Connection had their chance to be leader in the division, but they coughed them up. This nonsense that we have never earned a shot at anything is funny actually when I have been grinding for eight years, Selena and I were beating the hell out of each other for major titles while Tommy was on vacation and Kandis was in EMERGE playing bitch to Gavin Taylor. So you especially Kandis, don’t you dare think that just because you have been here about as long as the Coronavirus, you’re entitled to say who does and doesn’t deserve anything. Walk a mile in my shoes if you don’t tire out, go back and wrestle in the brutal matches and the constant traveling on the road to promote this company, let me see you last long as Tommy, Ravyn, Christy, Selena and I. Last time, I insulted you, I tried to be funny, you took it heart and made me eat my words….
I like that.
So now I want you to watch what happened when Datura kicked my ass and the six months leading to me returning the favor at RTG, you were a part of that run and if you didn’t learn then, I will remind you one more time that not even all that cushion on the ass will help you get back up and Tommy? Keep running your mouth, I don’t care if you’re David’s best friend or not, you stand in the way of Selena and I and I will put you down. Ravyn knows, Christy knows and Infamous in general knows. They have all at one point dropped me like a bad habit, but I keep coming back and now?
Neither one these teams is going to stop me from attaining my Crowning Glory because if anyone has earned it? It’s me. Retribution has always been the one PPV I always find myself going to battle, from the Tactical Warfare last year to defending titles, always coming out the better end and knowing that Selena and I did everything in our power to become Tag Team Champions.
You can’t break our bond.
No one will break my spirit.
I won’t quit, not until I walk out of this promotion with the title of Supreme Champion. Don’t like it? Then do something about it.”
Regan slowly stands up, she grabs the guitar and places it over her shoulder, staring at the camera, The Hellcat is ready for anything. Two teams, the best SCW has and they are going up against all odds, five former World Champions, two Supreme Champions, and a Hall of Famer. This match is more than just a tag team title match, this is the very best in one ring. Regan brushes her hair back, tilting her head…
“Seems like some are looking for respect? Well, taking short cuts and blindsides isn’t how you earn anything, for that I’d call you Syren. So just like everything else, EARN IT. On the topic, if we are so fixated on percentages, I have one for you then guys and gals….
100%
That is the odds that both The Ass Connection and Infamous nights END in a CATastrophe.”
She cracks a smirk….
“Roar Bitch, ROAR.”
Regan sits back on her stool; she takes a deep breath and then winks as Mikaela and Delilah look on.
FADE TO BLACK
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Regan Street 