Libby Marcil [vs.] Skyla Vaughn

Subject: Libby Marcil [vs.] Skyla Vaughn Thu May 30, 2013 10:38 am

Winner gets a slightly-used, slightly sticky copy of Pan Anderson's original 1990 Playboy shoot.

Posts : 14 Join date : 2013-04-23

It was supposed to give me a boost..... She wasn't going to fight back.

Dillinger winks at Libby as she slightly blushes. David Lester is so busy trying to look down that bitches shirt that he doesn't even have the time to tell her I am going. Bang! The biggest shoulder check I can throw without knocking the bitch down. Just enough to intimidate her, right?

Her eyes blazed... She wanted to fight back.... It surprised me when she didn't.

Libby rushes me from behind, first grabbing me by the hair and throwing me into a table. I remember trying to scream out, but there wasn't any air left in my lungs to do so. I collapsed and she was on top of me in a flash.

I turned my back on her..... A rookie mistake.... I deserved this beating.

We rolled around. It wasn't a fight, so much as it was a slaughter. With rights and lefts she tore me to pieces. I try and move my arms up, she beats me until I put my hands down. A wild punch hits me in the throat, my entire body stops functioning. I dropped my guard completely. Here comes the big finish. Libby sends a vicious right hand down to the bridge of my nose... it feels like it explodes.

I knew it wasn't broken..... I also knew that it wasn't going to stop bleeding any time soon.

I tried to cover it up. I could feel my eyes instantly tear up. Everyone watching is going to think I am some pathetic little girl. Over whatever crying sound I make, I can hear her laugh but it is cut short. Something else is happening now. I don't even care though. It is good to know that the cameras aren't on me anymore. I remember closing my eyes and hoping the buzzing would stop in my head. The pain is almost gone. I can taste blood in my throat. The buzzing just gets worse. It comes and goes in spurts....

What the fuck is the buzzing.....

[i]I finally shake away from the dream. The phone on the sidetable having buzzed so hard and for so long it is about to drop off the side. A smile crosses my lips. It's funny how your brain can process noises and add them into dreams. Who ever heard of your head buzzing from a busted nose? I slide my finger across the screen of the phone, and find the speaker button without even really looking at it. It's one of those things that I had done about a hundred thousand times. Muscle memory for the win....

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It is probably like four in the morning. What the fuck do you want?

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You aren't even going to ask who it is? I am touched.

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There is really only one asshole that would be calling me right now.

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How often do you get called a bitch?

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To my face? Not as often as you would think. What do you want?

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Dawkins.

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What do I look like? A matchmaker?

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Laugh while you can. He just release his lame ass "Dawkins Effect" to all the dirt sheets.

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He will be happy to know he has at least one reader then.

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Shut up Skyla. Can you just listen to me for once?

There is silence on the line. Teach him to tell me to shut up and then ask me a question.

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I will take that as a yes. He is coming to IWF. You two are going to be on the same roster.

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Great. He was only a half-competent wrestler, I doubt he will do better reffing or commentating or whatever he plans on doing. Don't tell me he is going to be a manager.

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He's getting back in the ring.

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He's what?

He has to be able to sense the irritation in my voice. I can feel his fucking smirk through the phone.

???
Glad to see I have your attention. What are you going to do about him?

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What am I going to do to him first?

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That would be a start.

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First, I am going to go back to sleep.

I end the call with another blind flick of my finger. Letting him stay on the other end of the line any longer would have gotten old. I am not going to let him rub it in my face that Anthony couldn't leave this business alone. I guess the fucker got tired of sitting at home. I turn over onto my side, taking the phone with me as I go. "No more calls tonight." I turn the phone on silent. I have enough problems sleeping without having to deal with people interrupting me. A girl needs her beauty sleep.

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