Post by Alice Gemini on Sept 16, 2022 19:27:26 GMT -5
Silence met with the sound of repetitive beeping that could echo through someone’s mind and drive them insane. No rain, no walking, no sounds of people talking. Just beeping.
Could it be my heart? Is it the machine? That sound is like none other because just from a small noise it literally could mean life or death. As long as that beep continues then so continues hope. The hope that once the beeping concludes that it means they’re on their feet walking out of this damnable place alive and not leaving it without a heartbeat. That heartbeat is one I couldn’t go on without. I need her to wake up… right now.
Alice opens her eyes from a nap and pulls herself up from a slumped position in a chair across from a hospital bed that still holds Kalina Gniewick. She exhales her breath in defeat as she looks over as one of her best friends still remains in a comatose state.
The hospital was mostly still quiet as Alice sat in the same chair across from Kalina’s bed playing on her phone. She swipes left and right on women and men on tinder while mostly saying “ew”, “ugh”, and “hmmm no” under her breath. She tosses her phone to the side and lets her arms flop for a moment out of boredom. She stands up and takes a few steps over the window and takes a peek through the curtains before pulling them all the way back so she can enjoy the beautiful starry night. As she observes the sky she notices a reflection in the window…
Her movement freezes and her breathing stops entirely. She turns around very slowly…
Kalina was sitting up. She seemed extremely groggy of course but she was sitting up! Rubbing her eyes and trying to grasp where she was. Alice stares for a moment in shock before her pure emotions come out and her eyes start to water. So as to not overwhelm her she rushes to her side but not touching her.
“Kalina?” Alice says quietly towards her. As Kalina still wakes up she hears her voice and turns her head towards where she heard it from and tries her best to open her eyes. Her eyelashes begin to slowly separate and her bright blue beautiful eyes can now be slightly seen.
“Alice?” She speaks! Alice moves quickly to gently hold her nearest hand.
“It’s me! I’m right here! Take it easy, babe.” Alice slowly caresses the back of Kalina’s hand.
“I’m- I’m not dead?” She says but struggles to get it out as it comes out as almost a whisper.
“Not at all. You’re still very much alive, pretty girl.” Alice genuinely smiles and takes her hand and starts to slowly stroke Kalinas hair. As Alice touches her hair Kalina’s eyes open a bit wider and she is able to look at her directly and that’s when Kalina starts to tear up. Before she bursts into full-blown crying she lunges at Alice and gives her the most genuine hug you could ever give someone. Alice gives her multiple kisses on the top of her head and joins her in sobbing.
Here we are, Ash. The encounter that all of AW has been patiently awaiting. Alice Gemini and Ash Blake together in a ring as opposition. A fated battle of who’s words can cut deeper and who’s insults contain more venom.
I respect the way you play this game we call wrestling, Ash. You’re one of if not the best on the mic in the entire world and that means so much more to me that I can stand across from you and show that I’m better. I don’t even care about pinning you, I just want everyone to see that I’m more deadly with this mic in my hand.
Not to say that you aren’t going to spew out some solid heat about let’s say me losing to Jill and that’s a great bullet to load into the chamber but it’s also extremely predictable. I know you’re better than that though, at least I hope.
Something about you though has been rubbing me the wrong way. You used to be the fucking top bitch here and then you gave up that throne, maybe more forced off of it but my point remains. You were alone on top of a mountain that seemed unclimbable to others and you became complacent which caused you to tumble down to join the rest of the undesirables.
Unbelievable is what it all was. The fall of Ashley Blake, unable to stand back up on her own but found the perfect crutch in Johnny Bacchus. The once mighty relying on others is a damn sad sight to see. As one of my idols when I arrived here it pained me greatly to see you in such a sad state.
Reality really sets in when you run out of toxins from your bite, doesn’t it? Running away to the tag team division when you could be the one fighting off clowns, not being the clown. I understand why Johnny would be doing this but what about you? Everyone knows you always have an ulterior motive so why would this team be any different? Waiting for a good opportunity to strike Johnny in the back with a chair? It’d be the ultimate backstab and I know you’ve thought about it numerous times because you love that kind of chaos.
Guess we’ll just have to wait and see won’t we? Seeing how you respond to losing Queen of the Ring is going to be a treat in it of itself. Do you quietly disappear and brood to yourself again? Blame Johnny? Blame King Shit? Blame Downfall? One way or another, I want to see you crying blood and I want to be the one to stomp your face into the mat and give you a nice kiss goodbye.
Everyone bleeds. I won’t lie to you or anyone else, Ash. I want to know what your blood tastes like the most. For someone so annoyingly condescending I just have to know what it looks like, what it tastes like, and what it feels like. Not just for me though, I want you to see your own blood and look me in the eyes as you realize who did that to you. Who could’ve hurt you so bad that you’re being blinded by your own crimson mask? Me.
Now, you might have the capability of hurting the other girls’ feelings on the roster but how do you use your strongest weapon against someone who doesn’t feel that kind of pain? Your words can’t hurt me, my shades are Gucci. Your frail little meager body could never cause me physical pain so how could you possibly think that you’d beat ME?
That’s the thing though huh? You don’t plan on beating me. You’re gonna take Lissie or Regan cause you already know you can dispose of them. I’m an unknown entity in your world, someone you don’t know if you can measure up against. We’ve already shared the ring once before and I remember very good and well that I’m the one who showed you up, I got the win for our tag match. You’ve avoided me this entire time since because you know very deep down in your black guarded heart that I’d beat you.
So, in that case how about we kill another narrative? This narrative about how you believe there’s been a target on your back since you debuted. There’s no fucking such thing. The only thing you do is paint the target on your own back in the mirror. No one who’s to be taken seriously actively goes for you, Ash. You make them come to you because you crave that negative attention like a drug and when you don’t get it, that’s how you start to die inside. That’s how you kill Ash Blake, you forget about her. You leave her to her own vices and she’ll very quickly spiral into a rabbit hole with her shouting at someone at the top to go down to her level and fight her.
I think you’re washed. I think you’re yesterday's flavor. I think you’re just someone to just laugh at now. To quote someone who isn’t dear to me: lol. lmao.
Ash Blake, you’re taking everything I work for motherfucker. I’m gonna fight your fucking ass. You know what the real fight- the real money fight is: ME. Not these other bitches you’ve already punked. You know you already beat them, they’re the easy fights. You want someone real to fight? Right here.
“The group that we had gone to meet had ulterior motives with us I guess. The deal was going well until their leader pulled out his piece and said he wanted all of it. You know Alpha wasn’t gonna play that game with him. He didn’t even flinch. Remy even stayed quiet after guns came into play. It all went to hell when their leader tried to hit Alpha with the butt of his gun and of course, he missed. That’s when Alpha pulled out his piece and after that I- I just don’t remember too much. I’m fairly certain that some motherfuckers got dropped that night… including myself. Are- Are Remy and Alpha ok?” Kalina finishes her side of the story and gives Alice a look of concern.
“Yeah, they’re fine! They came to see you just as much as I have. I’ve never seen those two as afraid as I did that night.”
“Warms my cold heart knowing that they never gave up on me.”
“None of us were ever going to give up on you.”
“Well, I knew I could count on you to be here for me but- I mean the night that everything went wrong. I got shot, dropped, killed for all I know. Alpha and Remy risked their own lives getting me out of there while I was in all likelihood face first in the dirt. Those are true brothers right there.” She smiles and exhales a long breath.
“Wait- did authorities get involved at all?” Her expression changes quickly.
“No that I’m aware of. You don’t have any cuffs attached to you so-”
“Maybe it’s because they’re doing an investigation. And the bill? Fuck that, you gotta help me get the fuck out of here.” Kalina tosses her blanket off of her and attempts to stand but obviously her legs are not going to be working too well right now.
“Kalina, what the hell are you talking about?”
“We gotta get out of this hospital and back to like, your place or somewhere that’s just not here!”
“Ohhh you wanna break out of a fucking hospital when your legs don’t even work right now? So what, you want me to push you around in a wheelchair trying to sneak you out? That kind of shit only happens in movies, Kalina.”
“We watched Good Time together, just cause it’s a movie doesn’t mean it’s not possible.”
“I feel like that’s more or less the point of movies though but ok fine. If I get caught and sent to jail for this though I’m gonna send you back into a coma.”
“That’s fine but let’s get goin! Get these tubes out of me first though.”
“All of them huh? God dammit”
At this point in my career I would consider Lissie Hope a friend. She’s one of the best in the world to do this right now and I don’t have anything hateful to say towards her but she does have her own ways that she’s stuck on. My girl, for the love of hell please stop watching so much Big Brother. For one, it’s not nearly as good as The Challenge so there’s that and two, if you were to put as much effort into your big matches as you do with updating your twitter with big brother updates then you’d never lose and you’d be a forever champion anywhere. We should already be strapped with gold in CU:LT but… you were the only one to lose, babe.
I still very much believe that Lissie is near the top of the wrestling world but it’s almost as if she doesn’t want to be. She’s been gifted with these amazing capabilities and it seems she just doesn’t want to use them. There are very few people I want to see succeed not only in AW but in life in general and Lissie is one of them! I care for her but to see her care about everything except winning pains me.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Johnny as a homie too but he’s not helping you win championships right now. He’s helping Ash and yet you still glue yourself to his hip like a pet. These are the things that have been weighing you down and what is causing you to falter and break down before every big opportunity. I know you know that you’re amazing and you need to show that! Show that you’re still the best and help me take out Ash Blake and Regan Vorhees. I’ll take my place as Queen of the Ring and in that way, we shoot straight to the top together! We can take out Jill and her rabid little dog together and think about it! There is no one in all of AW who could stop Alice Gemini, Lissie Hope, and Addy A! You know this.
You should know that I would never turn my back on you, you would just be a friend that I want to reach the pinnacle with. I would never abandon you like Spencer, I would never try to turn you into something you’re not and ruin what makes you great, and I wouldn’t distract you from what matters… We could propel women's wrestlers even past the men. You'd win the world title, I’d win my title back along with the US championship and Addy with the TV Title! We’d be fucking untouchable! Just the thought of all that is so exciting to me, and you’d be a liar if you said otherwise.
“I wanted to see you up close and personal at some point but not like that. Let’s just not talk about that ever again actually.”
“I think I can agree to that.”
Alice pushes Kalina out of the bathroom on a wheelchair awkwardly as they both have an uncomfortable expression on their faces. Alice goes up to the main room door and cracks it a bit to check if there were any nurses patrolling the hallways. It’s a ghost town on the 6th floor of the hospital so Alice fully opens the door and starts to push Kalina out. They make their way for the elevator but as they approach they notice that it is coming back up to their floor and they start to panic a bit and notice the snack area just around the corner that is behind the elevators.
Alice quickly pushes Kalina in front of the vending machine and takes a random magazine and sits down in the closest seat and pretends to read it as the elevator dings open. Two nurses chatting with each other walk out and one of them turns their heads and flashes a smile and waves at Alice, not even thinking there was a problem.
They both exhale. Alice takes the handles of the wheelchair and starts pushing Kalina again. Kalina presses the elevator button as they await the door to open.
It should’ve opened! Why is it not opening for us!? This is such bullshit.
The small light from the elevator button flashes off and a small bit of panic goes through the both of them at that moment. They look at each other with their eyes wide.
“Of fucking course the elevator wants to stop working right now. I mean, genuinely what the fuck was I expecting with our luck? Fucking hell.”
“This is fine, babe. We can take the stairs.”
“I’m sorry, did you just say take the fucking stairs when I cannot walk!?” Kalina turns her head so that she is looking up at Alice from her chair.
“I can carry you down and we can steal a different chair or I could just carry you straight to my car.”
“That’s like 6 flights of stairs of you carrying another person.”
“Pretty brutal huh? Guess it’s a good thing I am who I am.”
Speaking of the little rabid dog. I’m gonna fuck you up, Regan. Last couple weeks you seem to just be doing what’s best for Jill and not what’s best for you. You hit me with a chair to take me out of the ladder match because you’re scared, you drop me neck first on the guard rail and then run because you’re scared, and I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised if you tried to pull the same bullshit this time because you are so terrified of facing me because you KNOW that I would hurt and embarrass you.
You have a reputation to uphold because if anyone begins to think otherwise of you then you’d be done for. Not even Jill dragging you along will keep you relevant. You need this facade of being hardcore slaughter queen because when I expose you then you’re just simply a sidekick that doesn’t sell any merch. Who the fuck wants to wear a T-shirt with your ugly horse face next to a pig anyways? How about this, after I pin you with one foot on your chest, I’ll use that shot on my next T-shirt that will sell thousands upon thousands? Sound really fucking good to me.
That’s just the thing with you though isn’t it? You don’t have your own personality. You barely even know who you are. I’m the Brutal Bitch because I love to hurt people physically and emotionally and IF I’m knocked down I’m going to get right the fuck back up and give back what was given to me with so much more meaning. You? You have the mindset of a teenage little boy who chooses to play Call of Duty day in and day out. “What’s the most shocking thing I can say or do today to make people upset with me?” It’s a tired and worn out gimmick, Regan.
You follow around a reality tv show star and why? Can’t be because you consider her a friend, because she’s transparent enough to see that you’re not a friend to her. So why do you waste your time and talent being someone’s second when you could be everyone’s first? Me personally, I wouldn’t ever just accept being second. If you really think yourself to be so useless then why even show up? You’re certainly no Queen of the ring to me or the other women throughout this entire company. You do relate a lot to the Queen of England though! You’re both going to be cold bodies in a box. With everyone around the world making fun of you and some even celebrating your death. You fucked with the wrong bitch.
Alice has Kalina in her arms like a damsel in distress pushing herself to get down these flights of stairs. Kalina has her arm wrapped around the back of Alice’s neck as she watches Alice’s face struggle very slightly as she moves down these stairs with very solid speed.
“Ya know, I always dreamed of being whisked away from a tall tower by a strapping knight.”
“Not exactly a strapping knight though, sorry.”
“I’m fine with a sexy heroine too.” Kalina smiles at Alice and digs the side of her head into her shoulder.
They reach the bottom and Alice lets out another loud exhale.
“What’s the plan now? Probably can’t just walk right out the front door with you like this.”
“I think there’s a couple rooms on this floor, we can just take one of the wheel chairs from them and we should be fine right?”
“Stealing from the sick huh, Kalina? It’s your escape so let’s do it I guess.”
With Alice still carrying Kalina she makes a sharp right down to the patient wing and peeps through the small glass windows on each door to see which patients were sleeping or not. They came to room 109 which just housed one patient who was an 89 year old man. The TV wasn’t on and it appeared to be that he was sleeping, this was the perfect mark.
“I'm gonna sit you right here on the floor alright?”
“Sure, just sit me on a dirty hospital floor, I appreciate you so much Alice.”
“Get over it, do you want out or not?”
Kalina rolls her eyes as Alice gently sits her down on the floor with her leaning on the wall of the hallway. Alice takes the handle of the room and starts to push it down very slowly and quietly. She is able to get the door open very slowly while also not waking up the elderly man. She sees the wheelchair close to the door and picks it up carefully and takes off as fast as she can. She gets Kalina back into the wheelchair as she laughs in excitement.
Alice starts pushing her down the main hallway as she notices just the one nurse at the front desk. Alice throws up the hood from her jacket and starts speed walking hoping the nurse doesn’t acknowledge her. The Nurse asks a quick “Ma’am?” Alice doesn’t respond though and just continues walking straight out the front door while security just waves bye.
What a great fucking security force this place has, sheesh.
They get to Alice’s car and both simultaneously start laughing.
“Holy fucking shit!”
“I cannot believe that worked!”
Alice picks up Kalina one more time and slides her into the backseat. Before she can pull away Kalina grips her arms and pulls her into the back seat with her.
“No one else would’ve done that for me, Alice.”
“It’s really noth-” Kalina plants her lips upon Alice’s
A moment that lasted a lifetime for them both.
I can’t believe this is finally happening! Ahhhhhhhh!
Their lips release from each other. Their eyes open slowly with their view being that of each other's brightly colored and beautiful eyes. They just stare longingly into each other for several moments before Alice smiles and lets out a little giggle before she gets off of Kalina. She exits the car and takes a second to compose herself. Alice hops into the driver's seat and looks at Kalina in the Rear-view mirror and sees her biting her lip and looking right at her. Alice gives her one more quick glance before taking off away from that damn hospital.
This tournament means more to me than anyone can imagine. I definitely want it more, I can promise that. I plan on making good on that promise as well. To be the Queen of AW is what I want- what I desire. To even be called the Queen before my one year mark in this company would be game changing and if there were still a couple doubters out there, this’ll squash that pretty fast. You can trust that I'd be a better queen than Elizabeth too.