Life had never been perfect, hell it was far from it. But lately... things were just getting weirder and weirder. As she laid there trying to sleep all she found herself doing was tossing and turning. Not wanting to wake Tyler from his sleep, which he was finally getting, she crawled out of bed, throwing a white silk robe around her and tying it at her waist before her bare feet made their way through the room, and out onto the balcony. Letting her back rest against the railing, she put her hands onto it before pulling herself up to a seat on the cool rail. The nights breeze blowing through her hair felt amazing. 

These crazy thoughts had been keeping her up a lot lately. What the hell was going on in her life? Ever since she signed the contract with IWF things have gone... haywire. So she got some wins and some losses, she didn't care about that at all. It was everything else that was getting to her. All the extra...

With a sigh the air seemed to be doing her no good anymore and she slid off the railing before heading back into the bedroom. Closing the door quietly so not to wake Tyler. Tyler however, was not one to be fooled. As she heard that clearing of a throat coming from over at the bed she turned around to see him propped up on his side looking over at her.

Tyler Brooks: “You okay baby?”

Kaylyn James Evans: “Just having a hard time sleeping. I thought the air might do me some good, but its not working. Sorry I woke you. I'm just going to grab a book and go into the other room so you can get some more sleep. Big day later.”

Tyler nodded and watched her as she went into her vanity drawer pulling out a book and a pen. Hm, seemed like she was going to do a bit of writing to clear her head. 

Tyler Brooks: “You know, if you need to talk... I am here for you.”

Kaylyn James Evans: “I know baby. It's nothing though, really. Get some sleep and I will make breakfast in a few hours. Okay love?”

A soft smile came from him and he nodded before motioning for her to join him. Laughing softly she walked over before bending down and giving him a soft, yet passionate kiss. Pulling back softly she spoke once more.

Kaylyn James Evans: “Sleep.”

As she turned to walk away she felt that hand of his coming across her bottom and she sighed softly before laughing. Shaking her head she moved from the room leaving him to rest once more. Making her way to the kitchen she dropped the book and pen to the table before going into the cabinet and pulling out a glass. Heading right for the fridge, she placed the glass on the counter next to her before opening a bottle of Pepsi, her drink of choice, and filling the glass to the near rim. Closing the bottle tightly she put it back into the fridge before pulling out a straw from a container and popping it into the glass. For some reason, ever since she left the hospital, a straw was needed. Glass in hand she grabbed a napkin and laid it on the kitchen table before placing her glass over it. 

Opening that book she stared at the blank page for a long moment before she picked up the pen and decided it was time to clear her thoughts. All of them. It was the only way she could find to do so... that and drawing, and she was not in the mood to draw at the moment.

9-11-11

Wow, just writing the date alone is a bit weird. Hard to think that just ten years ago the lives of many, if not all of us, changed. That however is not what is getting to me. The big things never bother me... its those little things... that get under my skin. 

One of those things.. might be the fact that I might become the new Lilith Evans. What do I mean by that? Simple. Oh I am facing KJE, this will be an easy win. Assholes and their opinions will not really get to me so much... its more the fact of hearing it being said... which will only fuel me. People have seen time and again I have flip flopped back and forth. Win, loss. Win, loss. Yeah maybe a few more losses than wins but guess what? No matter what anyone says... I am not a stupid bitch that can be run out of a company because of jerk off opinions on me. 

I do what I want, when I want, and frankly, I don't give a damn if it pisses anyone off. Hell, I could get random and turn around and lay down in the ring for my opponent and just let them get the one two three. Let everyone think it will be that easy. When you piss me off though... it's another story. Just ask Lilith Eva... oh wait, never mind, she is no longer around. Hmm, nor is Chainz, or Breakneck Brody. All those that I have faced and won against... have... vanished it seems. 

I can be a fucking plague. I can come through and tear every last one of you apart, but instead, I do things my way. I have fun with it, and win or lose, I still come back the following week. I don't need assholes defining who I am as a person, because I already know I am a bitch, and than some. Don't believe me? Well... don't ask Tyler, because he does not see that side of me. Speaking of Tyler..

Jake Jeckel.. my opponent later this evening. He thinks it's going to be a bumpy ride just because him and Tyler have some things going on right now. Idiot. When will people realize that when it comes to business... Tyler and I do our own thing. Sure if one is badly injured as I was, the other would be there.. but if Tyler would have stayed and dealt with Colt... I wouldn't have held it against him one bit. It's business, and that's how business works. 

It just goes to show that people don't pay attention what so ever. I said coming into the business that it was not going to be that way. It was not going to be Him with my back and me having his. We can fight our own battles, otherwise... we would not be here. The fact that when I got out of the hospital, I went into the ring against Neville, and yeah I lost.. but I came back and went right after Lilith... HEAD on like I told her I would... not only that but destroyed her at WWW. That says it all right there.

Of course some people don't look at the smaller competition. They don't pay attention to what others have to say. All Jake knows is I am with Tyler, and he even asked him was he going to use me to be a distraction with my... assets. Jesus Christ, I see right where his mind is. Jake fucking Jeckel... another loose goose on the prowl to see whatever he can for free. Hate to break it to the little fucker, but that's not how I roll.

Not only do I have Jake to worry about... but this other shit.. God, I don't even know what to think about it. I run into Kaito, someone I rarely knew from another federation, and get to chatting. Next thing I know a stranger walks up and kisses my hand. Sure he thought I was being ignorant but hello... who the fuck are you? Of course I was going to pull my hand away. Then to stand there and boot someone just because he told you about a little respect. Jesus Christ. Something is not right there. Then I watch the footage from last week, just to find out after I walked away from Kaito he was attacked once more by Dalca. 

Maybe I should keep my distance from Kaito. It might actually keep him safer. Out of harms way for doing nothing at least. Damn, and I thought Shadow coming and creeping through our windows was something bad. Now, I don't know what the hell to expect. I do know one thing...

… I have a match I need to get my head into. One way or another I can't let this other shit effect me. I have to be able to clear my mind and get right down to business.. or who knows what might happen. Hell, from the looks of it... Jake is looking to be a pom-pas jackass just like Cooper, but this time he wants to do the damage himself. Does he really think I am going to let myself get into a predicament that sends my ass back into the hospital? The only reason that happened... was because I was blindsided... and everyone seen what happens when you blindside me. I come back... with a vengeance. But unlike others... I get them head on. No surprises. I don't need sneak attacks to get the job done. 

So he has eight inches on me.... and one hundred and twenty one pounds. Fuck its going to be hell in the ring. I already know that. But that doesn't mean shit. I am fast, and athletic. I know I can catch him off guard. Enough to keep him down for the win? Who the fuck knows.. but I am damn sure going to try. All he has to do is make one false move... and I could capitalize on it and hopefully keep momentum on my side. After this match... either way, he will know I am not someone to fuck with. 

Hell, maybe after this match... they will all come to see that. Hopefully they all realize that I am not a pawn for them to toy around with just to get at Tyler either. Yes, I might be his girl, but I am not the one he needs to worry about. He and I had a talk... and he knows no matter what happens... after that Lilith/ Cooper incident... he needs to continue to worry about his career here.. and not my well being.

Tossing the pen inside the book she closed it before standing up from the couch and stretching her hands over her head. A look at the clock told her it was 8:34. Time to get something made for Tyler to eat before he headed out to finish up anything he needed to before his match tonight. The sound of water being turned on let her know he was now awake, and soon would be out and ready to eat something. Grabbing some eggs, bread and butter she headed towards the stove, placing them all on the counter before washing her hands, so she could get to cooking. Mixing the eggs in a bowl and dipping the bread into it, before tossing it into the pan of butter. A few times this was done before she stood there half dazed thinking things over. After a moment she flipped the bread before moving and grabbing a glass from the cabinet and placing it on the table, only to turn around and turn the coffee pot on which had been preset the night before. Pulling a plate out from the drain, she tossed the french toast onto it, just as she heard the water turning off. Placing it onto the table she grabbed the orange juice from the fridge before filling that glass she preset on the table. Putting it away she filled a coffee cup with the fresh brewed mix before setting that down as well, only to look up and see Tyler standing there with a dark blue towel wrapped around his waist. His body dripping still from his shower.

Kaylyn James Evans: “Well hot damn! It is a good morning after all.”

She stated laughing softly as Tyler sat down to eat.

Tyler Brooks: “Only one plate set up, you're not eating?” 

A shake of her head gave him a reply.

Kaylyn James Evans: “Too much on my mind. I'm actually going to get changed and head out for a walk. See you at the arena if anything, and good luck tonight baby.”

She stated before going to walk past him. Caught by her wrist she was pulled back and down, his lips coming to her own. A long passionate kiss she was embraced in before standing once more.

Tyler Brooks: “Yup, a good morning after all.” 

He stated with a wink before she walked away.


Hours later Kay was heading towards the arena. Her steps slow as she made her way up the sidewalk along the parking lot. Opening the arena door she looked around and sighed before heading towards the locker room. Tossing her bag down onto the floor as she entered she sat down on the bench talking aloud.

Kaylyn James Evans: “Sticky situation he says. Quite laughable really. Does he think just because he and Tyler are going at it that has anything to do with me? He claims that this week is about him and I, yet every other word out of his mouth is Tyler, or Brooks. Reality check Jake... You're facing Kaylyn James Evans this week... not … him. God, I feel like I am talking about Voldemort here. He who must not be named. Shit, its the only thing he seems to talk about. This match has nothing to do with me wanting to stand up for anyone. 

Jake, you are just another opponent that has been tossed my way, and I don't care what special treatment you feel you deserve... you're not getting it from me. Hate to break it to you kid... but I am not one of those poor saps who will fall victim to your bullshit. Like I said, that does not mean I think I will win. I have no clue what will happen after I step into the ring. What I do know however, is its between you and I... no one else, and its about time you got that part into your head. Whether I beat you or not tonight... and whether my boy beats you at Divine Inspiration, makes no difference. It has no baring on the relationship he and I have. Everyone has their ups and their downs.. and right now, he is up, and not going down any time soon. You might be able to stop me Jeckel, but come DI.... you will not stop him.

So your hatred for him might have you coming at me harder in the ring than originally planned... does that mean I shouldn't show up? That I should run and hide for cover? Fuck no it doesn't. It just means I should prepare myself to be a victim of your idiotic thinking. Sets me to realize that you are stupid enough to make the same mistake Cooper made... and guess where it got him …. No where. The same place it will get you.

The only sticky situation is you every night when you are sitting there whacking off and thinking about whichever bitch floats your boat at the time. You say that I am everything and more... yet I am with a piece of shit... it's funny really... because you didn't offend me at all. All you did was stated the truth, because when I step into the ring I really will be with the biggest piece of shit of them all... and that would be you Jake. 

Tyler plays things smart. He doesn't come in here and hold his emotions on his shoulders so everyone can use it against them. If he was as you claim he is... when I was blindsided and wound up in the back of an ambulance... he would have not been by my side.. he would have stayed here... even though I wish he would have. He would not have been by my side in the hospital.. and he damn sure wouldn't be with me right now still. You see... you are just jealous that he has what you could never have... someone that gives a damn.

You are trying to make this into something personal Jeckel... and that is not going to happen. You will not get into my head and have me seeing Tyler as anything but the man I see him as now. Like I said many times before... business and pleasure are two different things. I could be booked against Tyler, and get my ass more than likely handed to me by him... and when all is said and done... everything will still be okay between us. Why? Because we leave it all in the ring... at the arena. It does not follow us home... even though some people decide that following us home is intriguing to them.

You say I am not a bitch, and that there shows you know absolutely nothing about me. I am a bitch... hell you can think of me as your Allison all you want... but unlike her.. I wont walk away, I will stand there and fight. Why you ask? Because it's part of my job. My job is not to sit there or stand there and make fun of you. You as a person, I could care less about... I tell you one thing... the more you run your mouth the less I would want to find out. 

You assume everyone judges you, when it all honesty, you have no idea what anyone is, or is not doing. Assuming things can be a very horrible thing to do Jake, remember that. Assumptions can have you laying flat on your back wondering how the fuck you got there. For the fuck of it... tonight.. in the ring, I will be your Allison, Jake. You can take out everything you wish you would have done to her on me. But remember something.. I fight back. No matter what anyone has tried thus far.. I have continued to come back and fight even harder the next time around. 

You might have heat in you right now, but baby... I am the perfect ten... I am on fire, and if you stop this fire... so be it. If not... I will burn you, and maybe then you will get past your little obsession with someone you were in love with years ago. Grow up already Jeckel. Grow the fuck up and realize that the world does not revolve around you and your past. The sooner you get your head out of the past.. the better. Keep it in the pass and you will be an easy target. 

You might be bigger and stronger than me.. but I am still going to be in that ring tonight, and I am going to show you just what I am capable of. You say you respect me.. and that is fine and dandy, but don't think for one second that I respect you. Until you have the balls to stand up and face your past or forget about it like a real man then you are just a child, and this is your play ground. Wake up Jake... nap time is over. Its time to get back to reality and realize that this match this week.. while it might be one of the toughest I have had so far... is not going to be a walk in the park for you. If you want a win over me... you are going to have to work your fucking ass off for it. And that's the truth. I am not just some bitch who is going to walk to the ring, shake my ass and hope to get by from that. No! I am an athlete. A competitor. And I plan on showing you just what I am made of in the ring tonight. This is not Brooks vs Jeckel... but its damn sure going to be a match you will never forget. 

Face the facts... you are going to come into the ring and be so worked up over me being Tyler's girl, that you are going to fuck up so many times. Hold your vengeance... or it might come back to kick you in the ass. 

You asked me something Jake... am I ready? I could care less if you are heated or not. I could care less if you are going to use your past failures at love, and your hatred for Tyler against me as weapons... I am ready.. more than you will ever realize... that is.. until you step into the ring with me. 

This match is just another match to me... nothing more, nothing less. Win or lose, I wont go home crying like a little baby. I believe if I do win however... we might see a bigger hissy fit from you yet. Wear your big boy pants tonight Mr. Jeckel... because if you lose... you might just start your baby act right then and there. Wouldn't that be something to watch on live television. Hell... I would watch it over and over again. I would love to beat you in that ring and take your confidence level down a few notches... because where you might not see yourself as cocky as the ones you described... I see you just as much, if not more so.

Bring your bottle and blankie Jake, you might need them for the ride home. You might need them to get to sleep at night while curled up in a ball. Nobody is undefeatable Jeckel... and that includes yourself. Take a nice long nap while you can... because if you don't get your shit straight.. I might put you to sleep in the center of the ring. Hell, bring your pillow, bottle and blankie down with you... I might even be nice enough to tuck you in. 

See you in a few hours.... Jake Jeckel."