”Break It Down”

Scene 01
Rising Monarchy
After the IWF Queen of Wrestling championship match
BackstageI have a ringing in my head and no one to help me answer it
Even with you close enough to kiss
Every minute is arranged, every moment lasts a day
And thinking about it can't help me let go, I knowBlyss Lockhart slowly made her way to the parking lot straight after the match. She could hear Ruby Winters calling after her but she ignored her. She had one arm across her chest, holding up her chin as if it was falling off. Of course it wasn’t but it felt like it. Damn! How could she have been so stupid? What was she thinking in the ring, working with that Redhead Barbie? Upon reaching her car, she climbed on top of the trunk and just sat there with her legs dangling over it. Her head was reeling with the events of tonight’s title match. Despite her initial plans to make it every woman for herself, she was still a member of the Empire and “your enemy is my enemy” meant they could be allies. Boy, was she wrong. She had allowed herself to be tricked into working alongside that witch when clearly that wasn’t on Ruby’s mind. She had wanted it for herself all along. Stupid! Stupid! She slammed a fist on the car, her breathing escalating once more and simultaneously so was her heartbeat. She wanted to scream so badly as her vision reddened and so she...
No, Blyss, don’t lose it!She gripped the edge of the trunk and hopped off it with a huff. With her hands pushing back her hair, she squeezed her eyes shut and tried to calm herself down. As much as the match was over, the pay-per-view wasn’t and she had to recollect herself as duty called for all members of the Empire to stay put for the end.
There we go...She exhaled slowly and deliberately just as she was once advised some years back. That first snap she felt before leaping onto that loud mouthed Miss Popular... The punches that rained down on the poor girl’s face and side abdomen... The way she was pulled away kicking and screaming... The many psychologist appointments... The breakdowns that happened occasionally following that despite the treatment... The family and friends she suddenly pushed away...
She shook her head as if to shake off those memories themselves. Her mind instantly went back to the title match. She bit her lower lip and counted to ten. She decided to wait inside her car before returning to the show or the women’s locker room. Turning on the engine and the radio, she sat there for some time to recollect herself. After a couple of songs, she got out and locked the car. The only pain she felt now was physical and she shuffled back to the locker room. The rest of the night was nothing but a blur.
Scene 02
Wednesday
Chicago Muay Thai Kickboxing ClubI must look like I'm runnin’ away to you at your faster pace
Wonder what it is you could have seen in me
Well, I'm the evil one who said, gonna let everything just happen
And like my chest my ears are proud, collision is such an ugly soundBlyss landed yet another roundhouse kick after a couple of leg kicks. Her punches were fast and furious and her face a mask of pure intensity. But with a blind focus on attacking her sparring partner, she forgot to protect her chin and so she received a huge jab there. She staggered backwards, stunned. The familiar hit quickly reminded her of what happened at Rising Monarchy and with a sudden burst of rage, she leapt onto her partner with a big takedown and an ear-splitting cry, clawing at his face and arms as he tried to shield himself. That shocked everyone in the gym and the nearest ones pulled them apart. Blyss struggled at first but then stopped, surprised at herself. She cupped her face with her hands.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
I-- I’m so sorry! So sorry!
Turning away from her sparring partner, the Master looked at her with great concern, his eyebrows knitted together. This look mirrored on the faces of the other onlookers. He gently brought her away as the others attended to the fallen guy.
Instructor
Blyss, would you like to tell me what happened back there?
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
(grimaces) I apologize, Master. I-- I lost control. I don’t know...
He only nodded in response, guiding her towards a chair. He motioned for her to take a seat and offered her a bottle of water. She took it gratefully and drank some. She just realized how much she was shaking. Then she stood again.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
I think... I should go. I’m sorry to cut this class short--
Instructor
(shakes his head) No, I understand. But will you be okay to go home alone?
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
(nods quickly) Yes. I’ll be okay once I’ve cleared my head. Thank you, Master.
With that, she took her leave.
Scene 03
Flashback
Chicago, IL
The Lockharts Household
15-year-old Blyss stood by her parents’ empty bed and reached for a head pillow. She hugged it close to her chest then heard footsteps walking up the stairs, leading to the bedroom door. It opened slowly and the footsteps continued to walk towards her. She then felt her sister’s skinny arms wrap around her and her face buried in the small of her back. She raised an arm and turned her body so she could hug her sister back. Outside, snow continued to storm down over the city. Their father won’t be home from the hospital until after the blizzard had passed. The same couldn’t be said for their mother as she won’t be able to return to have her daughters in her arms ever again.
Scene 04
Later that day (Wednesday)
Chicago, IL
HomeBlyss was on Skype, chatting with a long time friend Michael Banz. His face graced the whole laptop screen as she propped up the computer on the kitchen counter while making dinner.
Michael Banz
So you actually started clawing at the poor guy in the middle of Muay Thai class? (amusingly) Daaaamn...
She shot him a look before resuming to chopping up tomatoes on the cutting board.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
Mike, it’s not funny.
Michael Banz
Hell, it isn’t. What’s going on with you lately? I haven’t heard from you since you came back to the States. (makes a face) Which is really odd.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
I’ve been much busier, Mikey. I’m sorry.
Michael Banz
Really, Lockhart? I know you've been in NYC. Twice. Adam...?
She cringed. Adam was Mike’s younger brother in WEW, the other fed she’s working in. Though they were on the same brand there, they never exchanged more than a passing glance and an obligatory greeting when they crossed paths.
Michael Banz
Forget it. Now, let’s talk. Spill it, Melyssa.
Hearing him call by her real name, she sighed. She scooped up the chopped tomatoes and dumped them into a bowl.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
Alright, I’m such a shitty friend! I’m sorry I haven’t gone out to see you guys when I was in town. How’s Eva doing? And you?
Michael Banz
We’re good. Actually, I do have some news but I won’t tell you until you tell me what’s been bothering you.
She put down the knife and turned to face the laptop screen where he looked back at her with a no-nonsense expression.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
Fine. I... I’m currently in a... uh... predicament at work. A conflict with a fellow colleague... (pauses) Oh fuck it. I hate my team mate! That fucking bitch!
Michael Banz
Whoa! OK, maybe I kinda knew that. Well, I figured. From what I saw on TV.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
Yeah that bitch cost me my win, let alone disrupted the whole match to begin with. MY match. It was supposed to be just me and the champ but no, she had to worm her way into it. Fuck! Mike, you don’t know how pissed I am right now. I could just... just... Argh!
Michael Banz
Careful there. You don’t wanna do anything you’ll regret later. Listen. You gotta roll with it. That’s the last thing she’ll expect from you. I know you’re mad but you gotta stay focused. And I’m sorry to break it to you, buddy but you weren’t concentrating on your real goal of becoming the new champion. You let your guard down and your emotions run wild. You made yourself easy in the fight and I know that you know it.
Blyss couldn’t believe her ears but those words couldn’t be more true either. She buried her face in her hands for a moment before resting them on the table.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
(softly) I do know that... And that’s what really pisses me off. I thought, for a second there, that maybe I was wrong about Ruby. Despite her previous efforts to sway my position in the Empire, I thought maybe she really did have the team in mind and that she’d do anything, like how I would, to capture the Queen of Wrestling title for the Empire. But I was right all along. She wanted it for herself so that she’d be the one with the title and not me which would automatically make her the First Lady. But that’s me! I deserve--
Michael Banz
(cuts in) No, Mel, you’re not listening to me. You’re too focused on all this Empire crap and not your true ambition of being the new champ. You let this Ruby person get to your head and now you’re tail-spinning.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
Tail-spinning?
Michael Banz
Yes, tail-spinning. Need I remind you of what happened in class earlier? Or hey, remember that time you tore out that one woman’s hair extensions because she accidentally spilled beer on you? Or that other time when you kicked Sam in the nuts even though what he said was a joke?
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
(scowls) Damn you, Michael.
She shook her head with pursed lips.
Michael Banz
But you got better at managing your anger. I can only imagine it not being easy but you did. You have to brush it off, keep your rage in check and move on. I hate to see you like that again, Mel. (pauses, then smiles) It’s ugly on you. Look, all this anger... It’s not healthy. You remember that, don’t you? So don’t give up all your hard work just like that.
She bit her lower lip. Old memories began rushing back again.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
No... No, I won’t. Y’know... I haven’t visited her grave since that second time... I just-- I don’t know...
He patiently waited for her to continue.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
It’s been 8 years and I still can’t do it without chickening out. It’s so bullshit! Like, what kind of daughter am I? I can’t even go and visit my own mother’s grave! And everyday I put on this mask and pretend that everything’s fine and dandy but dammit, I’m clearly not. I’m a fucking mess. And this happens every time I put myself out there to achieve something, anything, in life. What the hell am I doing here? Fuck...
She buried her face in her hands again. He shook his head.
Michael Banz
Uh uh. This isn’t gonna happen. You’re here because you’re living your life. You’re here because you’ve set yourself a nice goal to become one of the greatest female wrestlers in the world. That alone isn’t an easy task but you’ve proven that you can get through hard times and you should be damn proud of that. So what if you lost at Rising Monarchy? It is not the end of the world or your career. You’ve still got time to turn things around. So what if the other girls belittle you because you lost that second shot? I say, fuck ‘em. Let them say what they wanna say about you and turn the other cheek. Respond in your next match and make damn sure they take notice. Sometimes, words aren’t enough.
She lifted her head and slowly smiled.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
Thanks. I really needed that.
Michael Banz
Always here for ya.
The conversation then shifted onto other topics for a little while longer.
Scene 05
Philadelphia, PA
Wells Fargo Center
IWF Battle GroundsI can hear you now talk, talking a lot, but it's still talk
Gotta love how it's somehow all on me
All the petty scenes and all the pretty things
Say whatever you want 'cause I can laugh it offThe arena was filled to the maximum capacity for yet another episode of Battle Grounds. The crowd was buzzing with great excitement, anticipating the battles to continue past the recent pay-per-view and also answers to questions that sprang up since that night.
In the ring stood Blyss in her wrestling attire with a microphone in hand and a steel chair next to her. She was met with a thunderous roar of boo’s from the crowd. They were so loud that she decided not to speak yet. Instead, she sat on the chair and waited for them to finish. They continued jeering until finally, they stopped. She flashed them a half smile and brought the microphone to her lips while crossing one leg over the other.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
Due to some miscommunication, I am facing a fellow Empire member in what is called the “Siege Perilous Round One” tonight. My opponent is none other than Philip Joseph. Now Phil here, may I call you that? Okay, Phil lost to Baron Tompson at Rising Monarchy despite putting up the good fight. Yes, I did watch your match, comrade and I thought you’d pick up the win. Even back on New Year’s Evil when you, oops, lost your Uprising championship to a crazy dude. I guess I’m the only one who thinks this match we’re about to have is ridiculous so I guess I’ll just go with the flow. Apparently, you plan to make me “non existent”. Think I didn’t see your tweet there, Phil? I’m so disappointed, really I am. Whatever happened to team work? We’re a team here. We’re both from the Empire, dammit and there you go boasting about a possible win over me. (scowls) How dare you count me out already!
She paused and looked down. Shaking her head, she counted to ten while breathing hard at first. Then she looked up at the IWF audience with a smile on her face. They started to boo her once more but this time, the jeering ceased faster than before. She calmly spoke again.
Blyss Lockhart
the.bodacious.blonde
Ruby, I believe you’re expecting some sort of mental breakdown on my part after blatantly messing up my matches starting from Rising Monarchy and now this. Apparently you don’t only screw around with men. When I first got the call about my upcoming match on Battle Grounds, I honestly thought it was a joke. Then I knew that only you could be behind this. Who else would it be but the conniving witch of the Empire? I actually went right to my car and sat in the driver’s seat, all ready to drive to whatever crack hole you’re living in these days just so I could beat the crap out of you until you can only wheeze for oxygen. Whether or not you’re responsible for this mix-up, I’m gonna take this one as a test. Obviously, you’re not a team player and neither are you, Phil. Hell, we’re even from the same fucking home state! What? That doesn’t matter at all? This match will show everyone in this arena and in the back that I am a good team player... Like I hadn’t already proven that at Rising Monarchy... And that is exactly why I will beat you, Phillip Joseph. I thought you and I could be friends but alas, you chose to erase me, to wipe me out, like I am nobody in this goddamn company. I am Blyss Lockhart and I have made my impact here. I may not have walked out the new Queen of Wrestling champion last Sunday but believe you me, Phillip Joseph, I will knock that champagne bottle on your head so that you can come to your senses long enough to see the Blyzzard rain down on you, you pathetic piece of--
She suddenly threw the microphone away like it was hot metal and for a moment, she placed a hand over her chest with wide eyes as if surprised at herself. Then she shook her head and stared back at the now responsive crowd with a smirk that kept appearing and disappearing as she made her exit out of the ring. Walking back, she stifled a giggle and then another and before long, she began laughing all the way to the women’s locker room.
Talk, talking a lot, but it's still talk
Gotta love how it's somehow all on me
All the petty scenes and all the pretty things
Say whatever you want 'cause I can laugh it off----------------
OOC:
The song that inspired all of this is “Let It Happen” by Jimmy Eat World.