Post by Estrella Luiz ✨ on May 4, 2020 23:44:31 GMT -5
I.
*The following conversation was translated from Spanish for easier reading purposes*
“What do you mean you lost my sweet Estrella?”
The small frame of Abuela came up behind the large Hector, holding a chancla in one hand, waving it in the air threatening to hit the first person with the wrong answer. Hector rubbed his face as he sighed, responding in fear to the woman who now signed his paychecks.
“I mean she went to the bathroom and never came out. I had an arena security woman check, she’s gone. She couldn’t have gone far... I mean her purse is still in the Cool Kids locker room. She has no money.”
A cameraman bumped into Abuela, nearly knocking the 68-year-old to the ground only for Hector to catch her. He shot the scrawny man a glare as he noticed what, no who was gathering all that attention. The monster himself, Walter was getting bombarded by all the cameras who were dying to know how the man felt. Hector shook his head in disappointment.
“And to think Lissie threw our poor Estrella away to get beat by diablo… We’ve got to find her, Hector... I don’t think she knows how to be alone..”
The odd-looking pair turned towards the exit only to be blocked in by an interview going on with Lissie Hope, the 2nd place gal. Lissie grins over at Hector, bobbing her head around looking for Estrella, only to be confused when she wasn’t there.
“Where’s Strellie? Our ride’s almost here.”
“She’s gone. No clue where we’re going to look now. Keep your phone on and let us know if she calls you? I’ll be in contact.”
Hector said very bluntly as he grabbed Abuela’s arm dragging her out the way. The chancla in her hand goes flying in the air, only to hit Lissie Hope square in the forehead leaving the girl in shock. Hector grabs the shoe from the ground and shoves it back in Abulea’s hands.
“There’s no time for that, let’s go.”
II.
Estrella Luiz was seen in an undisclosed location. She smirked as she looked at Kennedy Matthews. Kennedy looked around uncomfortably. The last meeting of these two women didn’t go very well.
”Look, Ken, we can put it behind us. Maybe it is time I started living a little. I have a shell that I want to break out of. It wasn’t that bad. It just caught me off guard.”
Kennedy nodded as she bandaged up a mat burn on her knee.
”Estrella, I was out of line and it is ok. Speaking of out of line. Stuart Slane, I did some digging about this guy. He is a former Scout master that was kicked out for being “Too Controlling and Abusive” toward scouts.”
Estrella giggled a bit.
”Oooh kinky!”
Kennedy shook her head.
”Not like that Estrella. This guy is a real bad guy. He is a former WCF Television Champion…”
Estrella cut Kennedy off.
”And I am a former WCF Tag Team Champion.”
Kennedy finished her previous statement.
”He is also a former WCF World Champion.”
Estrella shook her head side to side as she shook Kennedy’s words off.
”Ken, last I checked this is Action Wrestling, not WCF. What has he done here? I am the longest reigning Television Champion in history. I thought I dropped it to a nobody and helped launch a career but I wound up dropping it to Kyle Kemp pulling a Jaice Wilds and wearing a mask.”
Kennedy just snarled at the sound of Jaice’s name.
”Really? Gonna bring up Jaice?”
Estrella nodded in response.
”I didn’t mean to. The point is Stuart Slane could be Seth Lerch for all I care. I am more accomplished in Action than this dude. He comes in like owns the place and is eliminated in fourteen minutes and by Cassidy Adler. Not even Olive but Cassidy. I lasted twenty two minutes and was eliminated by Lissie Hope who almost won the damn thing. My life may be at a weird point but I will be damned if I am going to lose to Action Wrestling’s resident Scout Master. I have beaten bigger and better stars.
I have gone toe to toe with FPV and damn near became the Action Wrestling World Champion. I am not going to fall off and go loco this time. I am going to focus toward Evolution and it all begins with Slane and Carnivore.
Slane, I hope you see this, I truly do. I could give a rat’s ass what you did in WCF. I care about what you do in Action Wrestling. Quite frankly, I am not impressed gringo. You are nowhere near my level. I didn’t surpass Zombie McMorris’ reign by being a slouch. I did it by being me and being a winner.”
Kennedy nodded as she looked at Estrella.
”I need a cigarette. I am too stressed.”
The two women exited the apartment and headed outside to smoke as the scene faded to black.
III.
”There’s no time for that, let’s go.”
Estrella donned an oversized hoodie, with her hair in a bun, walking outside the main entrance of Madison Square Garden awaiting the uber she had ordered. She heard Hector’s voice as she ducked behind some fans. Her small stature allowed her to blend in a bit. As fans started to flood out, the buzz of the final two spread over the plaza, Estrella grinned as she heard Lissie finished 2nd.
“Guess backstabbing me wasn’t worth it after all…”
She reached into her pocket pulling out an unopened pack of cigarettes that she swiped while one of the ring crew wasn’t paying attention. She opened it up and pulled one out, looking over to the man standing closest to her.
“Hey, you gotta light? I lost mine in all that craziness..”
The man turned and grinned, looking Estrella up and down, he was wearing a Lissie Hope tee. She rolled her eyes as he pulled out a lighter and raised it up to her lips to light the cigarette.
“Yeah, no problem... That rumble was fucking crazy right?! Best Havoc ever, I think... Pissed my girl got screwed over though. Who were you rooting for?”
Estrella smirked as she took a puff and started coughing hard.
“Fuck it’s been a while since I had one of these.. Haha. Umm.. yeah... Sucks to be Hope right? What about her friends she fucked over? Estrella, Kennedy, and Vayden... Yeah, it was a rumble but to go directly after her friends when there’s still 40 some people in the ring? That’s a low fucking blow, even for Hope.”
“Dude chill, I’m sure they’re cooooool. Get it... Cause that’s two-thirds of the cool kids…”
Estrella rolled her eyes once again at the man’s pun. He spoke up, grinning.
“Hey, a few of us are getting together for an after-party. Wanna come? I’ll pay for your uber home..”
Estrella chuckled softly as she shook her head.
“Sorry dude, I’m not in a partying mood, besides I’m paying for a hotel room, I want to use it.”
“I get it, can I at least get your number? You’re really cute and I’d love to continue this conversation when I’m sober..”
“I don’t give out my number, but I’ll drop my twitter handle..”
He hands her the phone as she starts to type, a horn can be heard.
“Fuck yeah, my uber. Gotta go..”
The man watches Estrella get into the uber and grins, before looking down at his phone to message her..
“Holy fucking shit, that was Estrella Luiz!”
IV.
Estrella Luiz sat down on a couch as she grabbed her phone. Kennedy snored a bit fast asleep as Estrella went live on Twitter.
”Hello my Starlites. Your favorite Mexicana here. I am just thinking about how Carnivore isn’t the least accomplished wrestler in this match. He has at least held gold here in Action.
My concern right now is the fact that, with Scott Slayer returning, Carnivore isn’t even the most talented family killer here. Scott Slayer would whip Carnivore all around the ring.
Where does that leave you, Dan. May I call you Dan? Where does it leave you? What do you bring to the Action Wrestling ring that no one else does?
Former Television Champion? I have done that.
Responsible for the murder of multiple family members? Slayer did that.
Hiding behind a mask? I think Jaice Wilds and Kyle Kemp beat you there.
The fact of the matter is anything that makes you interesting falls on the wayside as someone has already done it and done it better. You are nothing more than a loser in winner’s clothing. Who have you beaten here? Graham Baker? Geri is about to beat him too. She is going to do it without Dagvald helping him. Dagvald teamed with you and then bolted because he got scared. Not scared of you but scared of the failure you bring.
You joined the MadClan and Madwoman lost the Trinity World Title and disappeared. You and Raging Dead kept teaming and Dead went through a fucking mid life crisis.
Fact is, you bring out the worst in everyone. Last time we faced off, I pinned you for the Television Title and kick started my record breaking reign into motion.
What are you going to do differently this time around? What are you going to do once I pin you again? When are you going to realize that you are nothing more than a stat pad for true winners?
Dan, you are nothing more than a guaranteed win in my win column and for that I thank you. I thank you for getting me back in the winner’s circle. You and Slane are just another step forward in the legacy of Estrella Luiz. You are going to be just another statistic. You have as much chance of winning this match as Jack Black had of winning the Havoc Rumble. You are gimmick battle royal worthy. While I have a top tier match at Evolution, have fun in the Prince Jimmy Dean battle royal jobbing to Hajeet!”
As Estrella ended her live feed a tweet came in from Trent Markson.
“Hey! It is Trent from outside the arena. Saw your live. You are gonna win this.”
Estrella smirked as she replied.
“Oh Hey! How are you?”
A few minutes passed as he wrote back.
“I am well. Wanna grab some coffee sometime?”
Estrella put her finger against her chin. She replied.
“Yeah sounds good. I need to open my life up anyway!”
A few minutes and another reply from Trent.
“Say tomorrow at ten AM?”
Estrella smiled.
“It’s a date.”
Estrella Luiz had changed and it was obvious. Only time would tell where things would go. She was back in the life of Kennedy Matthews and we all know how that turned out last time. Lissie Hope was merely an afterthought at this point. Estrella clutched her #TeamBestie necklace as she ripped it off of her neck. She got up, crying as she gripped the necklace tightly. She opened the window of the fourth floor apartment.
”So much for best friends forever, huh Lissie? I was never anything to you.”
She threw the necklace out of the window. Her phone dinged as a text from Hector came in.
”Miss Luiz, we really need to know you are ok. Please text us. - H”
Estrella texted back.
”I am with Kennedy. I am ok. I am safe. Talk tomorrow… maybe.”
Estrella tossed her phone on the nightstand as she cried herself to sleep and the scene faded to black.