Kaylyn laid there relaxing as the hand of another continued to run through her hair keeping her calm. Each stroke relaxed her even more and she closed her eyes as she spoke.

"I don't know what to make of any of this. I think I need to just forget everything and get back to how I was when I first entered the business. I had my head on straight. I was able to keep my focus. Biggest thing of all.. I didn't have dolls and children to worry about. At the same time... I had someone to talk to back then... I had Heather, I had Tyler... now... I have no one but myself. I don't know if I can keep going like this... its like... I'm all alone, and I don't like that very much. 

Look what happened last week! I was jumped by Jackson and left to lay in my own blood... can I blame him for doing it? No. Not really. At the same time... I fully plan to do so. You see Jackson, he had no right to put his hands on me. Stephanie is a big girl, she can handle her own issues. Honestly, it was a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.... and now... its so much more. I felt some remorse for attacking Stephanie, but after seeing the replay of last week, and the joy on her face as she stood back and watched.... it's just going to make next time so much more enjoyable. 

See, Jackson fucked up now. He should have just walked away and realized that I am unstable right now and  can not be held responsible for my actions... instead he chose revenge. Ah, revenge... its a wonderful and hateful thing. He should have taken the high road... walked away and let it go. Instead he wants to play... and he must know... I am wanting to play."

Kaylyn turned from her side and went to lay on her back, looking up at Synn as she continued to talk. Synn stayed silent and continued to run her hand through Kaylyn's hair listening to her every word.

"Surely he is smart enough to know that the daughter of Jensen Cussen can handle her own right? I mean, is it possible to be such a great wrestler and not teach your offspring how to defend themselves? Then again as close as they seem to be, Cussen is probably up her ass whenever he is not in the ring, and when he can't be... Jackson is there. No wonder Jackson is so protective of her. Anything happens to her it's on him. 

Looks like Jackson is going to have his hands full."

Kaylyn laughed softly and smirked up at Synn.

"Yeah, these games will be fun. I think Jackson is the perfect person for me to step into the ring with this week. Not only will he get paid back for attacking me last week and leaving me to lay there in my own blood, he will see what happens when you get on my bad side. Mental or not... on my bad side is where no one wants to be... and with no one stopping me from doing anything to hurt him..... Let's just say he had better start praying.

He needs to pray to whatever god it is he worships, and even then it might not be enough to save him. Does that maggot in training really think he has a shot in the ring against me? He can catch me at my worst and it still wouldn't make a difference. Jackson might have gotten the upper hand when he jumped me in the back, but this week he has to step into the ring with me... and just like before, I will come out victorious... one way or another."

Synn's hand moved from Kaylyn's hair and a glimpse of something reflecting the light caused Kay to move her head to see what it was just in time to see the knife that Synn is never without coming across her neck. 

 

 

Kaylyn jumped up and gasped for air, not realizing people were around her at first. Starting to come to she pulled off the oxygen mask she was wearing and tossed it to the ground before pushing people away. Looking around the room she seen empty pill bottles opened around where she was laying moments before.

"What the hell is wrong with me? When did I choose this path for my life?"