Charity week had come and gone and the man that had bid and won Kelsia for a day was just now claiming his day with the World Women’s Champion. Lucky for him, he spoke to her that day and let her know he had to be on the next flight out for a business trip. Even though the Women’s champ seemed thus far to be nothing but cold hearted, that was proving to be not the case. Whether it was because this was for charity or not was yet to be known.

Too the viewers there was a split screen, one side showing Kels, and the other showing her companion who was going to be spending the day with her.

Kelsia: “You’re coming all the way to Philadelphia?”

Montrose Weston: “After speaking with Adrean, and him mentioning dinner at your brothers house, he paid to have my ticketchanged to Philly.”

Kelsia paused hearing this and knowing that what he wanted was going to be what happened today, she figured why not try to change his mind.

Kelsia: “You know you don’t have to come here. I have no problem coming to you.”

Montrose: “Much appreciated Ms. Vector, but my flight is about to board. Not only that, but this is a bonus for me. Not only will I be spending the day with you, but now I will be meeting your former partners in crime, so to speak. Adrean also mentioned that under the circumstances… Uria might tag along. Anyway, I will see you in two hours Ms. Vector.”

Kelsia: “It’s Kelsia, and okay. I will meet you at the airport.”

After hanging up the phone, Kelsia paced back and forth for a long minute. The camera was here to document the whole thing seeing it was for an ACW event, or regarding a previous event at least. From what she was told, there was a camera following Mr. Weston right now as well as he was on his way here. 

Plopping on the sofa she sighed before picking up the phone and dialing out. Pressing the speaker button she dropped the phone into her lap as she tried to remain calm, pulling her legs up on the couch under her.

Adrean: “Ah, Hot Chocolate. I am assuming you just got off the phone with Mr. Weston regarding the change in your date plans no?”

Kelsia: “First off, this is not a date, it’s purely business. I guess you wouldn’t know much about distinguishing the difference between the two now would you?” A pause then she went on. “I don’t know what you have in store for today… but you had better watch yourself.”

Adrean: “Now, now sweet cheeks, threats are not a good way to start off the day. If me calculations are correct, you have less then an hour before you have to leave for the air port. Use your time wisely. After all, I would hate for you to be late for the festivities.”

A click signified that he hung up and for a long minute Kels just sat there in silence. Raising her head she looked off screen.

Kelsia: “I don’t think so. You are staying here today!”

With that said Kelsia got up and headed upstairs. The camera watched her, and after she had disbursed from view the camera turned in the direction Kelsia had spoken. A doll house sat on top of a table. Hand crafted and specially made, which everyone would notice, it was a replica of Hot Chocolates own home. Each room crafted to exact replication. In the bedroom on a bed matching Kelsia’s own was the doll she had recently gotten back, much thanks to Lady Death. The camera zoomed closer, not on the doll, but what was on a shelf on the wall over the bed. A small replica of the World Women’s Championship Title lay across it with Kelsia Vector written across the name plate.

Camera man: “Too weird.”

Those two words were heard before the scene faded. The viewers at home knowing that more would be shown as the day progressed. 




[A FEW HOURS LATER….]

Pulling up outside her brothers home, the camera man had beaten her there and already set up.

Kelsia: “This is going to be a long day.”

Weston: “You really don’t think they would do anything mischievous with me around, do you?”

Kelsia: “Funny how everyone sells them short. They think I am trouble in ACW? If they get these two pissed off… let’s just say it will make my doings look saint like.”

Turning the ignition of her truck off she opened the door and white sneakers were seen hitting the ground. Dark blue jeans rode low on her waist, a gold T-shirt was cut off so it rested just below the solar plexus. It was obvious she was not trying to impress anyone. As Mr. Weston rounded the truck he was seen wearing jeans himself, but he dressed with a nice light blue button up shirt. Too T&A’s discredit, Uria stayed at Kelsia’s for the day, but he did go to the airport and also gave an autographed shirt to Mr. Weston so he made out pretty well. 

Heading to the back gate, Kels hesitated before opening it. The camera got a glimpse of her brothers, as well as the Black brothers but from the looks of it, her parents were not going to be joining them.

Kelsia: “Oh great!”

She muttered before telling Montrose to go on in. He stepped ahead but stopped and looked back.

Montrose: “I deal with camera’s all the time… Do they have to stick around? It’s making me feel like I am on the job.”

A look of shock and frustration came across the face of the champion. Turning back to the camera man she shrugged before stepping within the yard and closing the gate behind them. The camera, though looking at a closed gate, did get a little vocal’s before it cut the feed.

Adrean: “Montrose, what’s good bro? Looks like everything all worked out according to plan didn’t it?”

Kelsia: “What is that supp…”

Tony: “Chill Kels, you will get to talk soon enough, right now… we eat.”

The camera turned off and much later in the evening it turned on once more. This time it was dark outside. A glimpse of Kelsia storming out of the gate and heading towards the truck was seen. Mr. Weston followed after her looking away from the camera. No sooner did Montrose get into the truck Kelsia pulled off still looking irate. The camera turned back to the gate where the brothers and former partners of Kelsia’s were standing. 

Lance: “Don’t you think that might have been going to far?”

Adrean: “Not at all.”

Anthony: “Think she will talk?”

Adrean: “Of she knows what’s good for her.. She will stay quiet and act like everything went well.”

Donta: “And you don’t think Montrose will say anything, maybe write all about it?”

Tony: “Not a word. After all, he had a nice penny coming his way.” 

Tony and Adrean got a good laugh and her brothers seemed reassured as well. Adrean turned towards the camera mans’ van just then and seen the camera on the dash board. 

Adrean: “That damn thing had better be off!”

The view zoomed out, and from the sound of tires screeching it was obvious the van was backing away. The feed died after that as the van turned onto the road.