Over the years, many things have changed for me. It was only when my career as a wrestler started that I started to really show my true colors… so I have been told.

That nice little girl that everyone knew was now long gone… but I have not changed as drastically as some. I have always been a bitch, and will always BE a bitch. That will never change…. and right now… the bitch in me is needing to be seen more often.

 

“What’s wrong? I know that look…”

I rolled my eyes as I sat out back at the table, surrounded by my three brothers and two former best friends. Donta had always been the one to start up whateveryone else would always hesitate to get into… but they were all quick to jump on the bandwagon.

“Let’s see… for starters, I came here to see momma and pops, and now instead of that.. I am surrounded by you five while I wait for them to get home.”

Everyone knew that I was adopted at a young ago. After my birth mother passed away… I went to live with my aunt and uncle… but … things didn’t really work out for me there so I was lucky enough to find a home with my adoptive parents. The brothers… I could do without right now though.

“Ouch.. that stung. I don’t see why you choose to hate us so much Kay.”

Donta never stopped. Instead, he always tended to dig deeper. Just my luck.

“Look, you all seem to think you know whats best for me, and I am rather sick of it. None of you can admit that I am the same person I have always been. So with that being said, I would rather not deal with you at all… any of you that is.”

“That is because you are not the same person Kaylyn. You really have changed since following your dream, and not for the better.”

Of course Adrean, a long time former best friend, would choose now to speak up.

“Adrean, what the fuck man. I am too the same person. Just because you all opened your eyes and realized I was not the sweet innocent girl you thought I would become, does not mean I have changed.”

“Kay..” Great, now Tony was speaking. I want to just smack my head into the table hard enough to knock myself out. “..Adrean and I went into the business with you. We had your back from day one, as did your brothers. You went and had us taken out… how the hell is that the same person who was greatful that we offered to stand in as your manager and valet back then?”

“Here we go again. Same old song, different day. That’s what this is about. You are just butt hurt that I didn’t want you by my side anymore. You two know how it is. You know how I am. When people go behind my back.. I get revenge. You two didn’t stand down.. You went and attacked Roric because of a match he and I were partners in. I didn’t need Roric to protect me. He was my partner nothing more. The fact that I was injured in the match had nothing to do with Roric. You two just decided to pay him back for it since he said he would watch my back. Fuck this shit. I am sick and tired of getting into it. You got what was coming to you. If I couldn’t trust you, I didn’t need or want you by my side, and thats what happened. End of story. I don’t want to deal with this anymore.. or either of you. Fuck, none of you since you all seem to think that every choice I make business wise is the wrong one. I do what I have to do to get along in the business and not get myself taken out before I am ready to leave. If you can’t handle that… then leave me be, and we don’t have to worry about one another any more.”

I went to stand up, but Anthony stopped me. Lance and Anthony usually had my back… but anymore, I didn’t know who I could talk to… at least momma and pops were always there for me… even if they thought I was being too hard on my brothers. They respected my choices… even when they didn’t agree with them.

“Look, enough of that.”

I gave Lance a half smile as a thank you before Donta decided to change the subject.

“Fine, so… anyway.. What did you see Aurora about?”

“What the…” I slammed my hands down on the table and pushed myself to a stand shrugging Anthony’s hand off me in the process. “..are you all really keeping tabs on every move I make? What kind of shit is this?”

“You don’t expect us too? We see what you have been going through. We’re not going to turn a blind eye Kay. And what’s with you and Brooks? I heard he was watching you a few weeks ago.”

I had enough. Shoving the table over towards them I turned my back to them and stormed off. Momma and pops would have to wait. I was not dealing with them anymore. Not if I didn’t have to.

It wasn’t often that I came home anymore, and that much I was sorry for, but this reminded me of why I stayed away. No matter when I decided to show up, they were always there waiting to get on my case, and all I wanted to do was spend time with my parents. I guess I would have to just invite them to New York for a few days… at least then… we could be alone to talk.

God, why did i have to see them now though? The last thing I needed before stepping in the ring this week was a run in with those five. They get me so furious, that that is never good for anyone I face. Than again… it might be good for me seeing as I am going in the ring against Mez. I need that anger to fuel me… but at the same time not to take over. Damn it Kay… deep breaths. Right… because that will help me when I am in the ring against a man that is six foot seven and two hundred and eighty-five pounds. What the fuck am I going to do?

“Stepping into the ring with a crazy fuck just shy of stepping into the ring with Brooks down the line is not the smartest thing for me to do. However I know that it wont stop me from sticking to my contract and facing whoever I am set to face. I know for a fact I am going to go through hell this week, and probably than some.

I have faced worse than this however. I was in the Invasion match… I have been through hell and back in the ring against many bigger oponents, and no matter what the outcome.. I always return for more. This week is no different. It doesn’t matter what happens in that ring… I will be coming back next week… and keep doing what I do.”

What is it that I do anymore though? Work my ass off and come out in the end with a loss? No, thats not it at all. I work my ass off and learn more about myself and my opponents each and every week. Everytime I lose in the ring its a step towards seeing what I need to work more on. This week… is just another step on the path… one way or another. I am more than ready for this. I know if I set my mind to it I can get through anything… and no six foot seven monster is going to stand in my way.