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| Madd Mila | May 25 2017, 06:40 PM Post #1 |
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![]() It donned on me... “Why do you wrestle?” JJ asks. I didn’t know how to respond to the question. Wrestling meant a lot to me at first, but I guess my passion kind of dwindled when my father passed. There wasn’t much of an answer. “I’m not really sure any more.” JJ shot up quickly, the moon light shining bright on her face. We were in the wilderness, just hanging. Michigan was pretty cool as long as you had the soul of a rebel. We were stationed in the forests just sitting on the roof of the H2 Hummer. “What does that mean?” JJ’s concern made me think about choice of words. I didn’t want to dishearten the girl. She was my best friend, an incredible student, and she was just… JJ. A complete jewel. A gem. “It means, there are days where I have to work a little harder to get out of bed. But ultimately, I am happy where I am. Union Battleground and RISE are good enough spots for me. And I see a lot of promise in both places. And didn’t you just apply to RISE?!!” That shit was awesome. Jaylen was ready for her in-ring experience and she would get more training. As bad as I talked about Mr. Lassie and Arkia, they are actually very talented. I wouldn’t tell ‘em to their faces ever. Fuck that. “Where’s the weed?” I ask while rummaging through my pockets. JJ’s silence was really beginning to bother me. “JJ.. weed.” I snap my fingers. “Where is it?” "I Uh... Well Its kind of... Its not here." JJ's eyes quickly darted down. She didn’t lookup the entire time she spoke. "I umm. Mila I smoked it all. By accident though! I didn’t mean to. I was smoking out of the bong and then the next thing you know I was packing the bowl again. And again. And again. I just lost track of how much was left. And I’m sorry." She buried her head into her knees and sighed deeply falling silent again. Her innocence was breath taking. I don't even think she was acting. If she was, I wouldn't have even given a fuck, it was spot on. "No worries, there's more in the sunglass holder near the little mirror in the middle of the windshield. Do you think you could reach--" "OoOoOh.. A bunny!" Before I could finish my sentence JJ had leapt from the roof to the ground and darted into the woods. ‘JJ! “ I shout as I leap from the roof and follow in her direction. “This isn’t funny.” I catch her at every turn, never in a straight away. The bottom of her shoes and a shoelace were all I could see of her. Much like a mongoose, she was quick. That would help her in the ring. Finally she stops dead in her tracks and crouches down behind a large bush. “Mila, get down!” She sort of whisper-shouts at me. I run while crouched and don’t stop until I’m right next to her. “What is it? What do you see?” I ask in a startled whisper. JJ keeps staring past me. “We better get out of here. There’s some activity we don’t want any part of.” “Activity? What sort of activity?” I look around and begin to notice our surroundings. It was Meth Capitol, Michigan and the cook ups were real as fuck. One breaking bad mother fucker had the winabego, but could you blame him? The rest were the abandoned and boarded up houses that had been foreclosed ever since the recession. “Who do you think is here?” JJ asks me, still lost in the realization of the realm we had entered. “I wouldn’t be surprised if we came across C.T. Roessler to be honest. He seems like a meth addict.” JJ and I laugh at my little joke before we get quiet. In the moment of silence we said all we needed to say via eye contact. We knew what we were about to do. The moment went by in a flash and before I could even realize it, we were parked in front of one of the abandoned houses and approaching the front door. “CRACK!” The door flies open after a kiss from my boot and JJ follows me into the greatest location in the history of anything. A straight up abandoned mansion, with crumbling and cracked walls. A few skylights allow light to beam through and light specific areas. “This is so cool!” JJ shouts in amazement. “This is why I brought the camera.” I hold the canon T3i Rebel up to my eye and take a snapshot of JJ in the distance and the crumbling world around her. It was magical irony. The fact that we ended up couldn’t have been a coincidence. It was fate. The day I lost my father was the day that I lost my family. My only friend has been money. I feel that JJ has had similar situations, and because of it, her path was crossed with mine. And with good reason. “Camila oh my gosh! Look at this staircase!” JJ’s excitement brought me out of my moment of reflection and to my amazement there was a spiral staircase. “Be careful." The words left my lips with ease, but I don’t think destiny had it set up to go as planned. The first five steps were perfect but on the sixth step, JJ stumbled through rotted wood. “AGGGHHHH!!” She falls through the wood and lands onto the particle board and floor. “Holy shit. Jaylen!” I hurry to aid, entering the dust clouds that had formed with the impact. “Are you alright?” I ask as the debris begins to clear. JJ rises to a seated position slowly. “Oh wow.” I couldn’t tell if she was more amazed by surviving the landing without any real injuries, or if it was from a head bump. “Are you sure you’re okay?” I ask once more. “I am fine Camila.” JJ reassures me. “Have you ever heard the phrase that first step is a real…” I cut her off with a chuckle at her response. “Oh, Jaylen… be more careful love. I noticed you took one hell of a back bump though.” I was proud of her. She was definitely in-ring ready but we needed to come in and make an impact. How was I going to pull that off though? I want to prove Roessler doesn’t belong in the same ring as me so her interference might not be the best idea, but…. The thoughts raced with the speed of the Road Runner. After a long moment of thoughts and recollections, I notice JJ’s obsessive compulsive kicking in as she builds a wall next to her out of bricks, rocks, and sticks. “Ah ha!” That’s when it donned on it. END |
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