It’s mental health awareness month again! And what does this tell me? I learned nothing! You’ve learned nothing! And that I’m clearly into abuse because I’m still here. I’m clearly a glutton for punishment and pain. Why else would I stay in a place like this? The first step is admitting you’ve got a problem though right? Maybe there is hope for me after all…
Don’t worry I’m not going to try to educate you on mental health this year. You can’t educate people who don’t want to learn. They can stay in their unhealthy relationships and live in denial because that’s not them I’m talking about is it? No no.. not at all.
But you know what? it is October and perhaps if we look at the monsters. Beings who have been vilified as monsters and shed light onto their actual origins we might see that they’re not monsters after all. A lot of people see me as a monster. Not because I’m big or scary; but because of what I’m capable of. They don’t take into account what turned me into this person.
The origin is important but is often lost in translation of a story. But do you care what makes someone into the monster? No you just care about the monsters you can see and not the who or why.
So this week I think we will start with Witches. Yes Witches seem apropos… men accused women they couldn’t control. So they used fear and manipulation to vilify innocent women. Women were assaulted, persecuted and even murdered just for not following the status quo. Innocent women that men convinced crowds were evil. Innocent women.
Tale as old as time, women who won’t be quiet. Knuckle draggers get mad and try and shut them up. Women refuse subservience and men attempt to slander, harm, and even murder women. And thus witches…. Yay patriarchy.
Yes I am calling myself a witch. A Woman In Total Control of Herself. The witch hunting is Alive and Well thanks to JPD and Shelley. One of them I get to face along with the rest of the patriarchs… I mean the board. Well one of them.. the world champ. He got out of our last match this week. I am pretty sure he will show up. His opponent at RATR is my tag partner.
Steve Harrison The last of The highwaymen on America’s tour of avoiding Conor fuse. I wonder who he’ll put in next to keep avoiding Conor? The corpse of Kostoff? Christopher America will look to anyone but its owner before him. I’m wrestling him twice in under a month’s span. Everyone but Conor… because we know Conor would be a three time champ without question.
I feel bad for Conor. Let’s be honest it’s my fault that Conor’s on the path he’s on. Instead of going straight for America (which is what he should have done.) Instead he was a friend and helped me out. It’s my fault that this is all happening. His side quest is taking a detour that neither of us intended. He’s a good guy for it and I owe him a debt I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to repay. He is One of the true genuine good people left in wrestling. Conor Fuse is like a beautiful cinnamon roll; too good too pure. I heard kids say that And it makes sense.
There aren’t really good people in wrestling; it’s more of an oxymoron. Sure a lot of us like to think we are good but we have done some corrupt things. I know my hands aren’t clean, everyone has pointed out the past. The crimes of this era I’ve been accused of have all been false. But I am not saying I am a hero. The fact that Conor saw some good in me shows that I may just be worthy of redemption. That’s a refreshing thought when you’re pretty sure you’ve been hell bound for the better part of 15 years.
After what happened to me last week I had no intention of showing up on Chaos. I was practicing self-care or self-destruction depending on who you ask.. but then the Mom squad found me already in Vegas. I was doing some self loathing, shopping and spa pampering. They knew how to find me.
I didn’t want to involve Conor in the idea. He didn’t need blood on his hands. I thought it would be a fun night for me and the girls…. But Stronk has my friends in the hospital. He has hurt 4 people I care about. The only one who destroyed it was Scooter for what he did to Mongos pelt… but Conor… and the mom squad. He may just be a senseless monster after all.
You know when you think about this, it’s Harrisons fault. He isn’t a team player, he was in my way at war games.. Then Stronk beat him and… the more I think about it. The less I want to work with the dude. This is all because of Harrison. I wish Conor was my partner this week, Instead of “miracle Man”.
If Jace wasn’t in the match I’d actually consider letting him do this alone… but I made Jace bleed… I want him to bleed worse than a heavy flow day during shark week. I plan on busting him open like a pinata again and again. This was his own doing. I’ve never been about extreme violence. Not a hardcore person by any means. But I will admit that there was something intoxicating about busting Jace open. Watching the barbwire rip away at his skin. Maybe Scottywood was onto something with this excessive violence.
Ventura County California
A Spanish colonial style home with terracotta roofing. The typical California house is surrounded by a brick fence and a metal gate. A black SUV with tinted windows pulls up alongside the house but just out of view. The window cracks just a little revealing Bobbinette Carey inside the car with a large pair of sunglasses on. She sighs heavily as she looks anxious. The gate opens as she holds her breath. Majandra emerges quickly with a bag over her shoulder and walks to the car. Majandra has on a pair of short jeans and a tank top. Majandra looks annoyed as she gets in the car. She sees her mom wearing a pink hoodie and big sunglasses.
Majandra: Hi mom, you’re alive so glad to see you.
She says getting into the car. Bobbinette starts the car quickly as an older lady walks out of the driveway. The older lady is a Caucasian looking lady wearing a baggy Hawaiian style tank top and Capri. Her skin looks like shoe leather with years of too much sun. She’s got short white hair and glasses as she watches the car driving off she’s raising her hands in the air gesturing.
Bobbinette: I’m sorry…
Bobbinette speeds forward acting as if she doesn’t see the old lady.
Majandra: For ignoring me for the week or for ignoring Bubbe back there?
Majandra states identifying her grandmother, Bobbinette’s ex mother in law as the older woman. Bobbinette smirks driving away.
Bobbinette: I didn’t run her over did I?
Majandra: Are you afraid of her?
Bobbinette: Absolutely! She’s evil. I would rather swim from the bay to Alcatraz than talk to that woman.
Majandra tries not to laugh, still annoyed at her mother.
Majandra: She raised me when you didn’t.
The words come out like venom and Bobbinette cringes feeling the full effect of the sting of them leaving her daughter’s mouth. She pulls over and turns on the hazards.
Bobbinette: Okay…. This is what we are doing today?
Bobbinette says sitting back in her seat.
Majandra: I’m sorry, did that hurt? Kind of like a mother abandoning her kids to go to Vegas. Mimi is so used to you not being around but me you left all over again. You didn’t even tell me!
The girl’s eyes water as she looks at her mom, sadness and pain across her face. Bobbinette sees the pain she caused and nods in acknowledgement.
Bobbinette: I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking…I just… I’m so sorry.
Majandra: The mom squad? You called them? You didn’t answer my call at all.
Tears fell down her cheeks as she ugly crying. Bobbinette reached across her seat hugging her tightly.
Bobbinette: I’m sorry. We were at the big d.
Her daughter cringes shoving her mom.
Majandra: Mom gross! Can you stay away from men for like even a little bit?
Majandra says, swatting the tears away and being disturbed by her mother’s statement.
Bobbinette: It’s a place in Vegas. They have slushies on the street… and I was taking in other wrestling shows in Vegas.
Majandra looks at her mother.
Majandra: You worried me…I was scared I went to Conor…the mom squad aren’t even wrestlers.
She states, sounding upset but not crying anymore. Bobbinette turns off her hazards and starts driving.
Bobbinette: We were drinking and it sounded like a good idea… I should have called you. They are hurt … because I haven’t been thinking. I’ve been acting. I should have called you and Conor.
Bobbinette says with guilt stretched tightly across the lines in her forehead.
Bobbinette: I can admit I was wrong and it got people hurt…. In more ways than one.
Majandra: Yeah Stronk… you’re taste in men suck.
She says looking around for a tissue. Bobbinette pulls out a tissue box out of her purse. Majandra wipes her eyes then blows her nose.
Bobbinette: You’re the product of my bad taste remember that child..
Majandra cringes listening to her mom’s statement.
Majandra: How are they doing? The mom squad?
Bobbinette: They are back at home… their husbands are mad at me and they have some broken bones and bruises…. But they will live.
Bobbinette says with her face scrunched in a whelmed motion.
Majandra: If you would have talked to Conor and I…
Bobbinette: Conor is a good guy, he didn’t need to be in it.
Majandra: That isn’t your decision to make. He’s a grown man who has a barbed wire controller. So he doesn’t mind blood on his hands. What is it with people in HOW having weird signature weapons?
Majandra seems disturbed by this thought.
Bobbinette: We have six hours to discuss everything-
Majandra: Six hours?!
Majandra says sounding shocked and annoyed as Bobbinette nods her head.
Bobbinette: I am driving to clear my mind.
Bobbinette says, shaking her head.
Bobbinette: America and JPD.
Majandra: It’s a brilliant booking.
The younger Carey states in a matter of fact tone. Bobbinette looks over at her, raising an eyebrow.
Bobbinette: Excuse the hell out of me?
Majandra: You hate Harrison, and there’s no way you two are working well together. Lee is keeping his Board safe by not putting you with Conor. Keeps his champs okay cause you two don’t get along.
Bobbinette: I mean…
Bobbinette bites the side of her mouth while she looks at the road.
Majandra: Your ego won’t let you work with him. You hate JPD but your ego gets the better of you.
Majandra says in a matter of fact tone.
Bobbinette: That isn’t exactly fair to say… I hate JPD more.
Majandra: He’s attempting to be your biggest rival. Mario never attempted to kill you.
Bobbinette: Yes he did. Multiple times he dropped me in the ocean at last Rumble at the rock.
Majandra: So Jace..
Bobbinette: Is a weaker Mario. Mario at least had the balls to try and kill me himself. Jace is not on the level of Mario Maurako nor would he ever be. America however… he’s going to have to pull the weight of Jace.
Bobbinette says smirking.
Majandra: You are teamed with Harrison.. you attacked JPD and you’re thinking that any of this will be to the positive?
Bobbinette: I think I have enough sense to know that Harrison wants a weaker America for rumble at the rock, and I want to make Jace bleed again.
Majandra rolls her eyes.
Majandra: You’re sounding a lot like Mr. Woodson.
She shrugs her shoulders dismissively.
Bobbinette: He’s not wrong… I’m not some weird hardcore freak. But… people can only do so much. Sometimes you can’t wait for Karma, you have to take control. That is what I did was take back control. I took back my narrative.
Bobbinette says as she turns on the radio. Her daughter immediately turns the radio down.
Bobbinette: Driver picks the music. Shotgun shuts her cake hole.
Bobbinette says side eyeing her daughter in a scolding manner.
Majandra: We are going to talk about this mom… you pissed off America.
Bobbinette laughs with a nod.
Bobbinette: No, I just gave him something to zero in on and try to get an upper hand about. America always has an arsenal of things to say. He’s full of hot air and himself. I don’t pay attention because he spins whatever someone says to get a few cheap pops from the rest of the board. And the smart fans who read the dirt sheets laugh cause it’s like they are in on the joke.
She rolls her eyes in annoyance.
Bobbinette; Jace is going to be pissed. Honestly I would love it if Harrison took care of him and I took care of America to weaken them and do different strategies. But that would require me to even talk with that man. That’s a hard pass, and since I don’t answer phone calls from people I don’t know I wouldn’t even know if you was trying to communicate with me. But I’m pretty sure his words would be to stay out of his way that would just piss me off.
Majandra: Of course it would. God forbid the Queen of Epicness bring herself down to a human level. Maybe aunt Ely was right.…
Bobbinette turns her face directly towards her daughter, her nostrils flaring with anger.
Bobbinette: Excuse me? Listen here little girl. I have been doing this for 26 years. I didn’t become a veteran in the ring by not biting my tongue and shutting the hell up to get along and win a damn match. That house you grew up in was paid for by my ability to be able to pull five star matches out of people who are less than half a star.
Bobbinette: I have had to work with some of the most ridiculous people on the planet. But There’s a more simple reason why I would work with Harrison It’s take away the satisfaction of JPD to put that smug arrogant prick in his face for all that he has caused me and I would work with one of my greatest enemies just to take away any joy he thinks he has of control over my life. The control stops, these games he played.. I hope he thinks they were worth it. Because what they’re going to cost him is more than he could ever dream of…
Majandra looks over at her mom.
Bobbinette: Yes I have a fucking ego, but I’m far more petty than they realize. If I have to coexist with Harrison for one night isn’t the worst thing on the planet. I was married to Mario Maurako…
Majandra: You keep saying his name…
She raises an eyebrow at her mother.
Bobbinette: He has ties with America and Jace… toxicity just abounds. Jace is teaming with America… and I expect them to be on the same page. Which means they will play dirty and thankfully I know where I hit Jace to use that to the advantages this week. I don’t need to preach about them being what is wrong in wrestling. I need to weaken Jace and make sure he’s aware that Rumble At The Rock is going to be worse than this.
Bobbinette while driving reaches into her purse pulling out her phone. Her eyes are not leaving the road.
Bobbinette: so no this isn’t the partner I wanted. But I’m going to have to make do with what I have. You know what? Text Conor for me….
Majandra takes the phone cautiously and looks confused.
Majandra: Oh.. and say?
Bobbinette: Good luck I’ll see you at Chaos, I’m here for back up.
Bobbinette nods her head. Majandra opens the phone and writes the text.
Majandra: You mean that?
Bobbinette shakes her head yes.
Bobbinette: The dude proved he’s a ride or die… that is a life debt right there. I’ve got his back for what he did. Not Jatt’s… but Conor’s yes.
Majandra: Maybe you all could-
Bobbinette shoots Majandra a glare and turns up the Radio again. Majandra admits defeat sitting back in the passenger side of the seat as her mom’s listens to her old theme music “circus” by Brittany spears.