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The Timeline: Part 1

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« on: March 25, 2018, 11:17:33 pm »

What It’s Like

Los Angeles, California

(Our scene opens up inside a penthouse at The Four Seasons. Sunlight is peeking through closed curtains. As we travel across the room we can see a kitchen area, as well as a desk area where a laptop is open. As we keep moving along we see a couch, a flat screen tv mounted on the wall. The main living room is immaculate looking with fine couches and artwork. In the background we can also see a kitchen area that seems to have state of the art equipment.

We move around the room some more till we eventually travel down a hallway and into another room, sporting the same curtains, a smaller break of light coming through them then the main room. It’s there that we see a figure that is lying in a large bed, the blanket covering them as a bare foot leans over the edge of the bed. The room remains quiet, undisturbed for several moments till the occupant of the bed now groans and slowly rolls over, moving the blanket slightly. It is with that movement however that we can finally see it is one Nevaeh Summers laying in the bed.

Nevaeh groans more as she stretches her arms and legs out before slowly opening her eyes. Nevaeh stares up at the ceiling for a time, a blank expression on her face as she does. She eventually props herself up to reach over and grab her cellphone off the nightstand. Nevaeh tap it quickly to see what time it is. She isn't surprised in the least that it reads "1: 54 pm".

Nevaeh laid back down and stared up at the ceiling with that blank expression. Seeing that time wasn't a surprise to her at all. Waking up at this time of day has become a regular occurence in Nevaeh's life for the past several months. Ever since December of last year she's stayed up as long as she wanted. Slept for as long as she's wanted. She can do whatever she pleases now since firing and attacking Silas Mason at Global Wars.

A firing long overdue. Nevaeh has not missed having to hear that asshole bark an order at her to train. Order her when to talk or when not to. Order her to live every aspect of her life. Order her wrestle like he saw fit.

She was even more thrilled she no longer had to look at the sight of him, or the feeling of disgust she had when she had to lower her head and do as he said because of the fear he may hurt one of his friends. That was gone now. She was free from having to ever hear or see him anymore.

Yet she laid there with that blank expression because while Silas was no longer in her life he was still causing her a great amount of pain.

It’s been 3 months since Nevaeh got suspended for faking the drug test in FFW, an action she still regrets doing. It was done out of fear. She was wrong for it. She accepts the blame and responsibility, but that doesn’t mean the pain isn’t eating at her. It does. It’s taken a huge toll on Nevaeh mentally. More so than even she thought it would and Nevaeh expected this to be hard. There have been some good days for her. You can even see it when she occasionally tweets. But the bad far outweigh the good for the most part. There’s just so much more of it for Nevaeh.

During this time, which Nevaeh has alot of,  Nevaeh has had to come to grips with certain things. One was dealing with how hard it was to hear Cassandra Mason, a woman she considered such a close friend...a woman who was a lover..cry over the phone. Cassandra wanted so badly to have Nevaeh tell her that everything Silas said in that interview was a lie. That she didn’t plan that deed out to break up her and her boyfriend at the time. That Nevaeh would never do that to her. Nevaeh couldn’t lie to her, not anymore. Not after all of this. So Nevaeh gave Cassandra the truth, Nevaeh confirmed that what Silas said was true. Nevaeh and Silas did conspire to break up Cassandra’s relationship, all so Nevaeh could selfishly get her back under her finger. Nevaeh herself couldn’t help but breakdown when Cassandra asked her “How could you do that to me? I trusted you! All this time you  lied to me! Right to my face. WHY?”. Nevaeh tried to explain to her that made a horrible mistake, a huge fuck up. That she couldn’t tell her the truth before cause of the fear and regret she had over it. Nevaeh didn’t ask for forgiveness, that wasn’t gonna be easy to get after that. Nevaeh just kept repeating that she was so sorry that she hurt her, she never wanted to hurt her. But she did...she hurt Cassandra very badly. Nevaeh could hear it in Cassandra’s sob and when Cassandra told her to never call or talk to her again.

Nevaeh hadn’t called Cassandra since then. She didn’t try to communicate with her in anyway. Cassandra had every right to feel the way she did towards her. Nevaeh caused this, she’s the one who ruined their friendship...who ruined their bond from the get go when she did what she did. It was Nevaeh who now had to deal with the guilt all on her own.

Having as much time as he did was a war for Nevaeh. She dealt with that problem while also dealing with another. One she didn’t fully see coming.

Nevaeh never really quite realized what wrestling meant to her during her entire run in FFW. THis suspension has caused her to really understand just how much her life was messed up. How she had the wrong things prioritized. When Nevaeh first started it was all about winning titles and attaining fame. Those were her intentions when she first started wrestling. Why would someone put their body through so much agony if it wasn’t about all those things? It wasn’t till now that Nevaeh started to possibly understand the reasoning other people ahd for it. The love of stepping into a ring and competing. Of seeing who had the better skill on that night. To see who could endure the hardship of a match, of having someone dishing out everything they had to get a victory, just like you were. Winning was always gonna be the ultimate goal in this business. Nevaeh enjoyed winning, but right now she could only try and remember what it felt like to get her arm raised.  But this time not remembering it covered in vain, but cause on that night, in that match, she was the best.

Simply put Nevaeh missed wrestling. Not winning titles, not gloating in front of a sold out crowd. She missed wrestling itself. The whole game of it...she never thought she’d ever feel that way about the business. Then again she never thought she’d feel certain ways about alot of things.

Nevaeh had been told countless times by another close friend, Ember Carmichael, that going through these emotions were a natural reaction after enduring what she did. Ember has repeatedly told her that her phone is always on and she’ll be there for Nevaeh to talk to, which Nevaeh has done many times. So much so that she feels wrong for “bugging” Ember as much as she does. As it is Nevaeh has relied on Ember so much over the past few years, just like she has relied on Steph Stefano

Everytime she talks to either woman it ends up with Nevaeh telling them both how grateful she is for the both of them. Both Ember and Steph constantly tell her to stop doing that, that it’s not necessary, but to Nevaeh it is. She’s grateful for them. They helped get her out a situation that was getting worse by the day, that was damaging Nevaeh in so many ways. They saved Nevaeh’s life. Neither Ember or Steph want to hear that, they don’t want Nevaeh in that mindset. They both want Nevaeh to be more positive, to know that right now is hard, but there will be light at the end of the tunnel so to speak. That Nevaeh is gonna make it out of this.

But that is far from the mindset Nevaeh has. Ember and Steph may not want to have Nevaeh think it, but she can’t help it...she needs Ember..she needs Steph. As much as Nevaeh tries to act calm and make it seem like she’s getting by during all of this deep down she’s absolutely miserable about all of this. Nevaeh has talked Ember’s ear off many nights about how she’s felt. Ember has tried to reassure her that she’ll be back in that ring, but that’s hope not a certainty. Nevaeh’s life has a huge void and she has tried to find ways to keep herself busy during this time. But NOTHING can fill the void that wrestling filled in her life. Something that she never fully appreciated is now the thing she wants to do more than anything else.

Some would say why not just go somewhere else, try different things to occupy your time. Those aren’t options for Nevaeh. Not many people want to touch someone with “faked a drug test” attached to their name at the moment. Not good public relations.  Not that Nevaeh blamed them, she wouldn’t want her around either at the moment. But Nevaeh isn’t looking to go anywhere else and wrestle. For her it’s FFW. If she had her way that is where she’d be wrestling right now. She has accomplished many things in the company. Some great...some not so much...but FFW is where she wants to be. She’s also wanting to prove something in the company. She wants to show that she was her own woman and not just some worker who was good at taking orders from that cowboy hat wearing jackass.

Proving she was not a Silas pawn is a very big deal to Nevaeh. She wants to prove that in the worst way and accomplish her two goals. Those two goals are unknown to anybody but Nevaeh. Not even Ember or Steph know about them. Nevaeh bothers them enough with her troubles, bogging them down with her goals isn’t needed, especially when it comes to Steph. Steph is in the middle of a hot streak right now. It’s about her, not Nevaeh. Nevaeh is just thrilled for Steph. Happy that Steph is the belle of the ball between FFW and SVW. That helps perk Nevaeh up for a time. It’s the only real way she can watch FFW programming without falling into a deep funk. Even watching this past pay-per-view, Fury, wasn’t easy.

Seeing Abigail Lindsay in the first match wasn’t uplifting, it made Nevaeh downright surly. It has not been lost on Nevaeh everything Abigail had to say in her return to the company. How she feared for her safety cause of Nevaeh. That all was…”GOOD”...now that she was suspended. Nevaeh has sat and watched Abigail run her mouth as well as practically drug Caitlyn Storm. Nevaeh hasn’t forgotten that feeling either. It’s why she scowls whenever Abigail pops up on tv, twitter, anywhere. Even though Abigail lost Nevaeh couldn’t truly enjoy it. That wasn’t punishment enough for Abigail in Nevaeh’s mind.

Nevaeh observed many things throughout the show, how two new champions were crowned, including Kaoru Asaka winning the FFW title. A title Nevaeh still missed.  Nevaeh witnessed how so many new faces were really leaving a mark on the company. The Franchise came up short in their goal to get Savannah Taylor an FFW title match. That was sure to pep up Samantha Star and her newfound attitude. Nevaeh even watched as SVW marred the end of the show with their attack. A very weird sensation came over Nevaeh as she watched it. A mix of anger and helplessness. She felt upset watching and not being able to do anything…

..but she couldn’t do anything. She was suspended, forced by her own doing to just watch all of this happen. Not like FFW really needed her. Aside from this attack it was undeniable that FFW was doing well...really well.

Nevaeh tried to take it in stride and not trying to think so negatively. If not for Steph retaining the Evolution title she wouldn’t of gotten through it without feeling miserable. Nevaeh does fall, but seeing Steph do well helps lighten the blow of having to sit here in this place and not be able to do anything inside those ropes. Steph deserves the acclaim and recognition she is getting. But with Nevaeh’s mindset it does creep into her head how when she was the top champion in FFW she never got to truly enjoy it. Silas did, but for her it was always about training to make sure she never lost it. Hearing the threats of what could happen if she ever did. And those threats were not hollow...

More guilt runs through Nevaeh’s head when she does that. How when she tries not to think of what is happening to her, when she does try to focus on positive things her mind shifts back to the misery. It’s why she just lays there in bed, just there in the penthouse, in silence, doing nothing. As much as Nevaeh doesn’t really want to do anything she knows doing this will only make things worse. She has to try and move around somewhat. That causes Nevaeh to let out a long, deep sigh and throw the blanket off herself to show she is wearing a white t-shirt and unicorn pajamas.

Nevaeh now gets up and starts to walk around the penthouse. This room has been occupied for Nevaeh for a few months now. It’s been her residence so to speak. Ever since breaking away from Silas and that prison he called a home Nevaeh moved into the penthouse when spending time in Los Angeles. Nevaeh felt it was best for her. She had a standing offer from Ember to stay in her guest room, but Nevaeh didn’t want to impose on her or Steph. She was doing that enough. She may stay overnight at their places, but to live there? That was asking too much. So when she was here she’d stay in this penthouse. When she traveled back to Atlanta she stayed with her parents having long sold her home in the city.

Nevaeh Summers, a vagabond..she never would of thought it but here she is. She didn’t want to settle down and buy a home, not right now. Not when all of this was still going on. So the penthouse would do. She made her way over to the curtains and started to open them up, instantly greeted by the bright sunlight. Nevaeh shook her head rapidly and closed the curtains back shut.

We now cut to Nevaeh staring at a mirror and brushing her teeth, looking as stone faced as one can while doing so. After that we cut to Nevaeh in the kitchen of the penthouse. She grabs a water bottle out of the fridge and opens it up to take a drink. She still sports a blank expression on her face two pieces of bread pop up out of the toaster, the only device nevaeh can actually properly work in the kitchen. Her culinary skills are still very much a work in progress.

We now cut to Nevaeh sitting at a small table eating said toast, still looking emotionless as she does it. Nevaeh just takes abit, looking at the latest news on her phone.

We now cut to Nevaeh sitting at the desk in the main room, typing away on her laptop as she does. She’s currently looking up the newest Avengers trailer. It seems exciting but again she shows no reaction. Not even during the tense moment near the end of it. She just doesn’t seem to be reached right now.

We now cut to Nevaeh pacing back and forth in the room while “Never Again” by Breaking Benjamin plays. Nevaeh seems to be muttering softly to herself, even making gestures. One seems to look like a lock up, before stepping through.  She then acts as if someone had gone behind her and has their arms wrapped around her waist. Nevaeh proceeds to grab the imaginary arm and work her way out of the grasp of the fictional opponent, going so far as to wrench the arm. .Nevaeh reenacts these movements several times over. Again and again. Still never changing expressions.

Nevaeh keeps up the blank stare as we now see her downstairs in the hotel restaurant, this time though sporting sunglasses and a beanie on her head while wearing a black tracksuit.. She doesn’t want anybody recognizing her right now as she eats her smoked salmon . Interacting with other people isn’t something Nevaeh has wanted to do much. Talking with Ember and Steph is more than welcomed, as is with a select few others, but for the main part Nevaeh is keeping to herself. She wants it that way..it just works better.

Being alone is what Nevaeh continues to be as we now come to find her sitting on the couch and surfing through channels. She goes through each channel available to her, looking zoned out as nothing seems to catch her attention, or she’s not giving anything the chance to.

We now cut to Nevaeh laying back in bed, nightfall has taken shape as she lays there, listening to “Who You Are” by Jessie J on her phone. The song has reached its end, but Nevaeh starts it back up again, listening to the whole song through. Her face is still blank as she stares up at the ceiling. The whole song plays through again only for Nevaeh to once more start it back up. She is listening till the song cuts off and her phone tells her she has received a new text. Nevaeh looked at her phone and sees she’s gotten a text from Ember. Nevaeh is quick to open it up to read what Ember has sent her.)


”Hey Nev, just checking up on you. A text a day keeps the doctor away, or something.”

(Ember did like to check up on Nevaeh, which Nevaeh didn't mind at all. She enjoyed the conversations. It was a bright spot in her day. She typed away as fast as she could...)


Hello Giraffe. How are you? I’m ok. Just relaxing. Have you come inside after working out naked in the snow already? Lol

(Nevaeh was still stonefaced, throwing in the “lol” to have Ember at ease. Though Nevaeh was concerned with what she saw earlier.. Ember had become a real workout fiend the past few months. It was like she practically lived in the gym nowadays. Nevaeh did wonder why that was. And to see her doing the things she was like working out in the snow were extreme. PLus working out still wasn’t something she thought much of. After the experience of the past year she didn’t want to be in a gym. She had only really done one full workout and that was because Ember dragged her to it. The Good doctor was persistent, and it was unfair she was so much smarter than Nevaeh, it really was. But Nevaeh loved her. Another text from Ember soon followed.)


”Hey now! I wasn’t naked, but apparently the cold gives you more motivation. That or my trainer was just being a jerk...really not sure atm. Relaxing today, too. Just thinking about you, keep in touch ok. I won’t charge you by the text!”

(And for the first time today Nevaeh let out the shortest of giggles. That was Ember, even when Nevaeh didn't really find joy in anything Ember could still get it out of her. Just like Steph could do with her unique view on the world. Both on and off the red wine. Nevaeh shook her head as she fired a text back)


I’m good Em. Thank you for the consideration and thought. It’s why you’re the best….and you better not charge me. I’d be broke by now if ya did…...also tell the jackass that he better watch out who he is messing with. Not to push you or you’ll kick him in the head...last giraffe joke I swear. But really you don’t need a trainer. You should be a trainer yourself by this point.

(Ember really should be. She probably had a better routine then Nevaeh at this point. Ember sent a text back…)


”Well if it’s that important I could always use a training buddy. Hmmm...if only I knew a world class former champion friend who could come with me and show me a few things. HMMMM IF ONLY....”

(This had been something Ember had really been on Nevaeh about. She was always wanting Nevaeh to come join her, claiming it be fun. Working out was not seen as fun to Nevaeh. Not to make this awkward or flat out reject Ember, Nevaeh gave a generic response.)


There’s nothing I could show you. You’re in way better shape then I am anyways. Looking like a toned, agile gazelle. You got everything handled nicely. I’m gonna call it an early night Em. Woke up real early today, real tired now. Gonna get my beauty rest to try in vain to catch up to ya. Good night sweetie.

(Nevaeh was joking about that, half meant it. Ember had a grace and elegance to her that Nevaeh could only dream of having. Of course the Good Doctor always deflected it. Nevaeh was sure she’d do so in this text she had just sent.)


”I’m like a coordinated giraffe. Tongue Just remember it’s an open invite. Rest well hon, nightie night.”

(But Nevaeh never did fall asleep. Instead we now find her at three in the morning of March 23rd messing around on her phone playing Fortnite Mobile. After the hype Drake gave it she figured why not give a game a try. Getting destroyed instantly lead to her uninstalling quickly...what the hell is a chug jug anyways? Stupid game, utter waste of her time...

..We now find Nevaeh again on her laptop eating breakfast at 6 in the morning at the kitchen table. She used postmates to get her scrambled eggs and sausage with wheat toast. She was now watching tutorials on how to get better at Fortnite...competitiveness did still linger in there after all.

After all that time we now found Nevaeh walking into her bedroom, cellphone in hand. She’s been up nearly twenty-four hours now. Just doing menial things, trying to kill time as she could. She plopped herself down in her bed and just laid there. It wouldn’t take long till she passed out for another 12 hour sleep. Only to wake up and...do this all over again. That was her daily process. How she was to spend life for the time being.

Nevaeh rolled over on to her back and closed her eyes. She could feel herself drifting away into slumber. Mr. Sandman bring me a dream….

Well he was till she felt her phone ding in her hand. Nevaeh opened one eye and shifted it towards her hand. She was thinking whether or not she should check what it was. It was probably nothing really important….but may be it might be interesting. Curiosity got the better of Nevaeh. She brought the phone to her face and checked what it was. It was a tweet from Jake, handler of FFW’s twitter account. He was tweeting out welcoming a new signee to the company. That person being…

Nevaeh threw the phone to the other side of the bed as she got off it and quickly got to her feet. She stared at it with a look of disbelief. She didn't see what she just did. There was no way she just did. Nevaeh stood there trying to process it before slowly making her way around the bed towards the phone. She grabbed it and turned it around. As she gazed at the screen she looked very troubled as she saw Cassie….Cassandra Mason was now a part of FFW?! Was this real? Was this some sort of hoax?

When she saw Cassandra tweet confirming the news soon after she stood there with a growing anxiety inside of her, as if she was...scared….

...the scene abruptly went black….
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« Reply #1 on: March 26, 2018, 11:34:26 pm »

Don’t Turn Back

10:43 am

(Our scene opens up back in the main room of the penthouse Nevaeh Summers has been staying in. The current view is shooting the back of the couch as well as the room. But unlike the last time we saw it where the room was in pristine condition it is anything but that now. Littered around the room are plates and boxes from various restaurants. As well as many different water bottles.

As the camera pans around the room we see more garbage on the counters in the kitchen. The camera comes around the couch, now facing the seats and we come to find Nevaeh passed out on it. She is sleeping soundly on her side, mouth ajar as strands of her blonde hair lay strewn over her face.

Nevaeh has remained inside this room for the past couple of days since finding out Cassandra Mason had joined FFW. Her phone is somewhere here in this room, not having been touched in some time.. The same goes for her laptop. Nevaeh has cut off all communication with the outside world. She’s only used her phone to order food. Other then that she has refused to see what has been going on or answer any phone calls or texts.

Which she has received many of, mainly from Ember Carmichael and Steph Stefano. Both women have been wanting to see how she is feeling, but Nevaeh ignores the calls and texts. She doesn’t listen to the countless voicemails they have left. She doesn’t want to talk to anybody right now.

Instead she sits here, listens to her music, eats when she’s hungry….that’s it. Just trying not to think about what’s going on outside these walls . And right now she’s totally out of it. All is quiet, Nevaeh is knocked out cold.

But we do soon start to hear a door handle being messed with. It doesn’t take long for the front door to the room to start to shake from a few hard knocks before a long exhale.)

”Nevaeh I swear to God I will break this door down. You know I can! You can’t be doing this all over again, c’mon! We went through this before already, open the door!”

Steph made an impassioned plea, but they fell on deaf ears, literally. Nevaeh was still passed out on the couch. Another knock was soon heard as Steph spoke up once more.)

”Fine. You asked for this. I’ll pay for the damages, whatever!”

There was silence... And then the sound of the lock clicking before the door opens as the brunette pushed her way through the doorway, her eyes narrowed as she began looking around. A moment later Ember soon followed, the doctor looking around curiously and glancing outside before shutting the door behind them. Both seemed less then pleased with what they were currently seeing. Steph looks down, and around but seems too quick to actually be seeing things or trying to get a proper clue. She stares down the hall at the bedroom door...

”Maybe she’s in the bedroom... I’ll toss it about if I have to.”

She immediately took off for the bedroom, stomping down the hall half the way through before she pushed open the door as though it was an action movie, the doorknob making a loud smack against the wall before the sound of the bed being slowly raised... And flipped over was heard, as well as a loud clatter of a nightstand being knocked over.

The ruckus did seem to finally get to Nevaeh as she slowly stirred on the couch. Her eyes briefly opened as she tried to process if she had actually heard those loud noises. Meanwhile Ember took a look around floor level, gingerly eying the place. Ember was tall, so she got a good look around but even then it took her a few moments to notice the stirring blonde on the couch. Furrowing her brow and pulling a face at the sight before her she let out a sigh. This was not good at all. )

”She’s in here Steph”

(Upon hearing actual voices in the room other then her own startled Nevaeh, who jumped up out of the couch and stumbled, knocking over a box and water bottle in the process. She clenched her fists and looked ready to defend herself till she started to make out the tall, slender figure she was staring at through groggy eyes.

Was that really Ember? Before Nevaeh could even ask such a question verbally Steph came storming back into the room. She proceeded to spot Nevaeh and looked as though she would have tipped over the couch had the blonde not popped out of it already. She put a hand over her face before the brunette looked between her fingers at the woman who they had gotten into her penthouse.

”Won’t answer to emails. Won’t answer to calls. Won’t answer to texts. Why... Why do you keep doing this?”

(It was a hardhitting and direct question. One that was to be expected out of them considering how Nevaeh has acted the past few days. Nevaeh understood why they felt the way they did. She, unfortunately, had done this too many times to them before.  Steph practically looked ready to strangle her. Ember, always calm in the face of the storm, looked at her with a measured expression.

Nevaeh rubbed her eyes quickly to try and wake up before answering in a firm tone herself.)

’I didn’t feel like talking to anybody. It’s that simple, ok? I just wanted to be here by myself. There’s nothing to worry about. You can see for yourselves that I’m ok. So stop worrying and..showing up here and scaring the shit out of me. Everything is fine.”

(It was a poor excuse she was giving. One Ember seemed to see right through)

”Not wanting to talk isn’t the same as disappearing off the face of the earth Nev. After everything that has happened...you said this wouldn’t happen again. We had no idea if you were even still here, or kidnapped or I dunno. We were worried!”

(Guilt. That was what was coming over Nevaeh right now. She tried not to show signs of it. Guilt was all she was feeling the past few days and here she was facing it again. She tried to hold firm as she responded back.)

”I..this isn’t like it was...look this is ridiculous. It’s only been what a day? I’m sorry, I am. I won’t do it again. Can we just relax, ok? I’m not kidnapped or any other crazy thing. I’m right here. It’s me, Nevaeh. In the flesh. Nothing to worry about so relax.”

(Nevaeh now started to make her way into the kitchen area, where she reached the fridge. She opened it up acted as if she was looking for something. The truth was she just wanted to temporarily avoid looking at Steph and Ember. Steph in particular looked to just be locked in on her. She silently walked towards Nevaeh before peering inside of the fridge...)

”I’d really believe you were actually trying to find food in this fridge if you weren’t staring at the shelf that only has condiments, Nevaeh. There’s plenty to worry about when you shut down on us.”

(Nevaeh could feel the tension radiating off of Steph right now. She knew this was a losing battle, but she pressed on anyways. Grabbing a bottle of water from the bottom shelf before closing the fridge. She turned and stared Steph right in the eyes, seeing in them an upset woman. Guilt panged her again, as she looked past Steph now and saw Ember carefully making her way behind Steph. She alternated looks at them)

’I know you care and that you’re upset, but I’m telling you both that there’s nothing to be worried about. I get past history caused it. I should of known better. Again I’m sorry for worrying you. I don’t mean to do it,I just….I need time to myself sometimes. That’s all. You know it’s nothing to do with you. It never will be. I just needed time to myself. Can we relax now?!”

(Nevaeh went about opening the bottle and went to take a sip. But before she could Steph grabbed her hand. It was a firm grip, but not a painful one.. Nevaeh looked down at her hand and then looked up at Steph.)

”I get it, okay. I do. Wanting to be alone... But this? This is a lot of shit coming down on you... It doesn’t matter if it has nothing to do with us, we still have to make sure you’re okay and when you can’t even answer any texts or emails to say ‘hey, I just need a little time and then we’ll talk about this later’? Then we have to come and check on you. But you didn’t... So here we are.”

(Guilt. It hit Nevaeh hard again as her upper lip twitched and she looked away from Steph. She didn't say anything back. She just stood there quietly, feeling nothing but guilt running through her. Ember now came a bit closer, arms crossed but not tense. Instead the doctor took a few moments to speak, not wanting to approach this incorrectly.)

”We care, Nev. I mean if all of a sudden Steph or I stopped replying and vanished we know you’d worry too. But when you just poofed we had to come see for ourselves, just in case. I don’t know what the trigger was, but going by the takeout filling this place I get the feeling it isn’t just passing through.”

(Nevaeh was still looking away from the both of them. Her emotions were clearly visible to the both of them. She didn’t want this to happen, to have this sort of conversation again. Nevaeh wanted to just ignore what was bothering her, to not talk about what the cause of the issue was. But she realized that neither of them were going to leave and she didn’t want to really kick them out. Why was she even acting the way she was to them right now? Nevaeh had no answers, all she could do was remain standing there silently for another moment as her guilt was consuming her even more. Nevaeh remained looking away before speaking softly)

...’I can’t go back to FFW. Not like there’s been any signs of them wanting me back anytime soon...but yeah I can’t. ...Wrestling...maybe I my career is just over. Maybe I’m just wasting time waiting for a pipedream to come true. I’m some dumb bitch who hired an asshole, got popped for a fake drug test. I fuck up, it’s what I do. I hurt people….I hurt people I care for. I should just drop this. Why wait, there’s no point in it anymore. What I do know for sure is that FFW is no longer an option. The door closed on that.”

(Stephanie grimaced slightly. She didn’t understand how nevaeh could say that or where it came from.)

”You don’t know that. Okay? You don’t know that you’ll never be able to come back to FFW. They’ve forgiven more for less. Yeah, you fucked up. There’s absolutely no erasing that, that’s the truth but you learned your lesson. You can’t fix the past but you can deal with your future and this... All of this is not dealing. What you just did? That’s not dealing. That’s hiding and fuck me, sometimes hiding is great... But not all the time Nevaeh.”

(Nevaeh again just stood there. She didn’t know what to say, she just felt helpless right now. That nothing could change what has happened. Ember took another step forward, those eyes both kind and stern at the same time.)

”You know I’m not one to live by assumptions and ‘what it looks like’, but Nev...does this possibly have anything to do with a recent hire FFW has made? I mean it was kind of coincidentally at the very same time, or immediately after that this happened. Is this, possibly, having to do with some remaining guilt over your past?”

(Nevaeh did not respond. If anything she turned away from them completely and walked towards the  a kitchen counter. Nevaeh placed her hands on the counter and elabed on it. Ember and Steph watched her closely as Nevaeh’s body language was dour.. She had her back to the both of them, her head hung low. Things remained silent in the kitchen for several moments till Nevaeh spoke up…)

”...Her actions dragged my name through the mud. Having your name known in FFW because a friend decided to play God with your life... not exactly looking forward to seeing her face if her suspension is lifted”……… I’ve replayed those words in my head over and over. You don’t know how many times I’ve done it. And you don’t know how much it hurt to see her say that in public. This hurts more then when Silas told the world about it. It hurts cause it’s from her….and she’s right. She is absolutely right.”

(Nevaeh now turned and looked at Ember & Steph. Her eyes looking bloodshot now. She was no trying to act defiant or persuade them that things were fine. She was a mess in front of them now as she tried to explain how she felt. This was guilt getting to her.)

”I used her for my own needs. I didn't care about her. I wasn’t a friend to her. You know what she did to deserve what I did to her? She was my best friend. That’s what she did. She only cared about me. She thought her friend had her back no matter what...and I used her. How could I ever look her in the face after seeing that? Obviously she doesn’t want to see me around. How can I ever go back there with her there now and be confronted with it constantly? I can’t. I can’t. Ever since she was signed I’ve felt horrible. Like..like everything is over. And she is right. She has the right to continue her career. I don’t deserve it. Not after what I did.

”That’s guilt Nev and if that’s true you are right to feel it. But that wasn’t all you, and no I’m not going to make excuses. But you have a choice. Wallow and be a shell of the woman we all know you are, or face your fears. Face your sins.”

(Nevaeh started to shake her head. The guilt, the pain of it all was too much to deal with. It was as if she was crippled by the emotions. This was why she allowed herself to be dictated to by Silas. Why she was willing to do as he said for all those years. To make sure that secret never got out cause of how it would feel if Cassie ever knew. It hurt even worse than nevaeh expected. She couldn’t face her...she couldn’t face Cassandra and the public after this.)

’I can’t..she trusted me Ember….she trusted me…..I lied to her for years. I looked her in the face and told her that he never deserved her. That she was better off without him...but she was really better off away from me. I just can’t deal with it. It’s too much.”

(Steph now approached Nevaeh, more calm, more serene this go around.)

”You made stupid choices, Nevaeh. Out of passion, out of lust, out of whatever it was at the time. You don’t think we don’t all have lies, have things we’re guilty about... But they come back and we deal with them. You have to deal with what is here in front of you... You have to face it, regardless of the guilt, regardless of the misery because that’s the only way you make peace with it. Instead of hiding away constantly, instead of walling up and waiting for the world to just forget you. You don’t want to be forgotten. You shouldn’t want to be forgotten, especially if you want to get back to what you love the most. What I love watching you do the most. I don’t just want you back in the ring. I need you back in the ring. Ember needs you back in the ring. Nevaeh.”

(Stephanie put a hand on her cheek, making sure that that they met, eye-to-eye in an odd bit of affection...)

”You need you back in that ring.”

(It was hard for Nevaeh to deal with all of this, but Steph was right. She did need and want to get back in the ring. She wanted to wrestle, she wanted it badly...but the idea of seeing Cassandra there. Of being reminded of what she did. Of having to hear it from the public. That was still tough for Nevaeh to deal with. It must’ve been visible as Ember now approached her, placing her hand on Nevaeh’s shoulder and rubbing it.)

”Guilt is important. But there’s a difference between dealing with it, and letting guilt drive you. You can’t let guilt make your decisions for you, to throw your career and dreams aside. You can deal with it, you can overcome it. And Nev, despite how you wanna hole up, you’re not alone. Never will be. And understand dear that the reason this guilt is affecting you so much is because you realize the error. You realize what you did was wrong. Back then you didn’t care, but you care deeply now. That says something about how far you’ve come as a person Nevaeh. You’re a work in progress, as we all are. But together we can all deal with our problems. And you will deal with yours, I promise you you will”

(Nevaeh stood there, surrounded by Ember and Steph, and while still unsure of what she was gonna do..it did feel somewhat good to know they were there for her. She felt even dumber that she had gone quiet on them. They were the only ones she could rely on. Realizing her mistake she nodded her head)

’You’re usually right giraffe…..I really hope you are this time. I...we’ll see if I can...but it…”

(Nevaeh realized she was rambling, that another excuse was about to come out. Neither Ember or Steph deserved to hear that. Not after they had come all the way here to check on her. They were her friends, they cared. If anything she did have to try. Whether it was gonna work was a different story. For now though she needed to atleast put an effort forward. Not to mention...this whole thing she upset her more.)

”..I’m sorry for being so stupid. I just...”

”...Could use a shower? We know but we won’t hold it against you. Go take a hot one because we have lunch to get. Probably pho. No, no... Definitely pho. Anyway, go on. Shoo. Shower. Soap. Water. Shampoo.”

(Nevaeh just stared at Steph. This was par for the course with her. Still Nevaeh looked at Ember, who nodded her eha din agreement and gestured towards the hallway. Nevaeh let out a sigh and took a step in that direction before pausing and turning back to look at them)

’Wait, real quickly. How did you two end up getting in here? The door was locked.”

”Nevaeh I opened a tech firm full of former criminals, hackers, and small time thugs. I think I know how to break into a penthouse sui--”

”She bribed the guy a hundred bucks. Like literally a hundred dollar bill, not even a handful of twenties.”

(Nevaeh just stared at Steph with a blank expression on her face. She then raised her index finger and pointed it in Steph’s direction. It looked like she was going to speak, but could never form the proper words. Eventually she just settled for tapping Steph on the tip of her nose. Nevaeh began walking towards her bedroom as we stayed on Steph and Ember..until)

’What the hell happened to my bedroom!?...STEPH!?

(Stephanie eyed the penthouse door and quietly began to inch her way towards it...Ember however just laughed and turned to Steph flexing her much thinner arms with a funny face)

”Enjoy your shower Nev! See ya in a bit!!!  Go go, door now...”

(Both Ember and Steph departed the penthouse as quickly as they could as the scene came to an end)
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”Everyone Prays In The End”

Los Angeles, California
11:32 am

(Our scene opens up once again inside the main room of the penthouse Nevaeh Summers is residing in. Unlike the previous few times we've seen it the room is full of noise as we flat out see Nevaeh is actually up and wide awake this early in the day. Waking up in the afternoon still happens now and then, but Nevaeh has tried to change that.

For the past few weeks Nevaeh has tried to take a more...positive approach to her life. Having the talk she did with Ember (Carmichael) and Steph (Stefano) did resonate with the blonde. She saw how much her going awol on them had upset them. And they were not hesitant to share those feelings with her. That talk was a hard one for Nevaeh. Having to express her emotions are a hard thing for her, especially on a matter such as the one they talked about. But now she could see how much she needed it.

Nevaeh was acting a negative manner. She was only hurting herself by cutting off communication with her friends. That was so stupid of her. But fear does weird things to us all. This is not to say that she is fine with the whole Cassandra Mason situation. She is still very much troubled by it, but she can’t let it cripple her either. That was what Ember and Steph tried to get through to her when they went out that day. Nevaeh can not let her past dictate her present, no matter how hard it may be.

For Nevaeh that still was gonna be a challenge. She tried to again show her remorse for what she did by congratulating and apologizing to Cassandra. The response she got back was to be expected. Nevaeh did wish she had a conscience back then. That she didn't go the route she did. That she….

We could see Nevaeh shake her head, as if not trying to dwell on things as she kept up her routine She didn't need that right now. Right now she needed to focus on this routine. Nevaeh is wearing black track pants and a white t-shirt, her hair pulled into a ponytail, currently moving about the room. Nevaeh has her hands up and is staring ahead as if she's looking at someone. This is due to her once more going through a routine of wrestling moves.

It's a routine Nevaeh does everyday, just to try and keep the mental awareness of what it was like to wrestle. Nothing can simulate that experience, and each day that passes brings on more proverbial rust. Nevaeh is trying not to let herself get too outta shape. She could always go to a gym and workout with Ember, but she’s still not ready to get back in that grind. So here she goes, trying to make sure she doesn't lose what she at once prided herself so much on. It was also to help her stay sharp in case she did get to return. She wanted to try to make sure she had her core basics always in place, waiting to see if the day came she got reinstated.

Steph was right when she told Nevaeh she needed to get back in that ring. Nevaeh indeed wanted to step between those ropes, but that wasn't her call.  That was up to FFW management and considering Samantha Star just had her brother arrested things seemed chaotic with that group. It made Nevaeh doubt her career was even a blip on the radar at the moment.

Nevaeh also had another issue on her mind, that being the assault Steph endured at the hands of Emma MacNamara at Aggression the other night. Watching your best friend get beaten and bloodied would make anyone upset, but for Nevaeh she found it very hard to deal with. Not just cause Steph has now been the one to go quiet. Nevaeh understood how she felt now when she did the same to her. Steph probably needed her time. Nevaeh had texted her that when she was ready she was here for her.  but for Emma. Emma is one dangerous woman. She’s held the Ultraviolence title in FFW for a year and a half now, making her arguably the toughest woman to ever step foot in the company.  A former FFW Champion to boot. Emma is a threat to Steph’s title. Not that Nevaeh didn’t have full belief Steph could beat her, but it was also how Emma acted during the assault that worried Nevaeh. That was exactly how Nevaeh would have reacted in the past if she felt she had been wronged. Nevaeh would have plotted to injure, maim,cripple whoever she felt had done her wrong. Nevaeh understood why Emma did it and it made her feel even worse that she had those kind of motivations. Sitting here on the sidelines, unable to do anything was a miserable experience. Sure she could tweet something out, but what would that do? Not like she could have a match with anyone anytime soon. It just be hot air at most. That was the punishment of doing what she did.

That attack on her best friend weighed heavily on Nevaeh’s mind, matched only by the other significant news Nevaeh found out about a couple of days ago. Today is Thursday, April 5th...Velocity will be taking place in Wichita, Kansas with a usual packed card. But all Nevaeh has thought about was the announcement Cassandra Mason made that she’d be partaking in a Q&A session. Nevaeh couldn’t help but feel she was gonna be brought up, though she hoped more that it somehow slip people’s minds to. To have Cassandra talk about her in such a way was hard for Nevaeh to deal with. So much so she didn’t want to watch Velocity tonight..but she did at the same time. She almost wanted to know if Cassie would maybe have a change of heart...but what if she didn’t? Want if she was still cold, which she had the right to be. Nevaeh hurt her so bad...now it’s Cassie hurting Nevaeh. Did Cassie know it? Did she know just how much it was affecting Nevaeh? Possibly, the real question was...could she ever get cassandra to forgive. To somehow, someway be friends again..or did Nevaeh do too much damage? That was Nevaeh hoped could be the end result of all of this. How?...

Nevaeh could be seen shaking her head a she went through the routine. She was in a perpetual state of flux with no damn stop in sight. Nothing was going the way it should have. Everything seemed so fucked up….

Life is a fucking drag indeed...

For Nevaeh all she could do was try and stay focused, hope Steph would be ready to talk soon, and maybe help her in someway get ready for the match. Hope her name would stop being the topic of conversation for awhile. Nevaeh had no real clue if any of that would come true. 

Negativity was abound, Nevaeh couldn’t let that happen, not right now. She knew she couldn’t let it get to her like it as at this very moment.

So here she was doing her routine. She did it repeatedly now, all in order to strive for the two goals she set for herself. Those goals were very much a driving factor in why she was doing this. She wanted to get back and accomplish them.

Nevaeh looked very focused on her routine, but that's not the only thing Nevaeh is doing at the moment. A song is playing loudly on her phone as she "wrestles" as if she's dancing to the slow, beat. The song is "Pray" by Sam Smith and Logic. Not only that it seems Nevaeh is also lip synching to it as she goes through her routine.

Nevaeh started off by going for a traditional lock up, but quickly transitioned it into a headlock. She started grinding it in more, slowly, as she backed up against the wall. Once there Nevaeh looks as if she's about to simulate being pushed off the ropes, but seems to now act like her opponent has grabbed her around the waist. She then does a quick go behind before getting the headlock once more.)

...."I've been thinking lately will the devil take me or will God protect me?
I know I ain't perfect but you should respect me.
They don't want me happy, they don't wanna let me live

(Nevaeh grinds the headlock again, going so far as to act out tossing her opponent over and to the floor. Nevaeh stays on the floor for a moment till she suddenly changes things up by acting like she's grabbing her opponent's arm and getting them back to their feet. Nevaeh holds the arm out and wrenches it.)

I'm young and I'm foolish
I make bad decisions,
I block out the news, turn my back on religion.
Don't have no degree
I'm somewhat naive
I made it this far on my own

(Nevaeh now goes to mime irish whipping her imaginary opponent  to the ropes, but has it countered. She now skips, trying not to make too much noise for the person below her. She takes the steps, turns and comes right back, ducking a clothesline attempt she saw coming. As she turns back she delivers a phantom kick to the gut, followed up by a hard swinging kick upward, possibly connecting into the chest of her opponent.)

But lately that shit's been getting me higher
I lift my head up and the world is on fire
There's dread in my heart and fear in my bones
I just don't know what to say

(Nevaeh now motioned like she was going to jump, before we heard her mutter "dropkick". Nevaeh now acts like she's watching her opponent get back up. She eyes them wide wide, eyt focused eyes. She goes to grab them ina  double underhook, possibly looking for "The Grand Finale”, but struggles. The opponent breaks free and  causes Nevaeh to take a few steps back. She seems to avoid another attack...by rolling across the top portion off the couch. That seemed to snap Nevaeh out of her trance like state as she looked at the couch and wondered why she just did that....

....she thought it was pretty cool even if it didn't fit. Still she shook her head and looked ready to get back into the routine when the song cut off and her phone began to ring. Nevaeh turned and looked at it brefuly before heading over to the coffee table where it rested. As she looked at the screen the name “Ember” appereed. Nevaeh picked the phone off the table and took the call..)

’Yes Good Doctor, how may I help you today?”

(The calm tone of Ember Carmichael soon spoke back)

”Hey hon, how’s things? I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d give you a call, see what’s up.”

(Nevaeh’s attitude took a positive spin as Ember was one to do to her. Her affection could be heard as she spoke up)

”How considerate of you. I’m just here with my music. Moving around abit, keeping the legs loose. Not trying to get that couch potato bod now.”

”Could always hit the gym again if you want, no better way to workout than with friends.”

(Nevaeh’s eyes went wide a she looked taken aback by what she heard. Ember trying to get her to go workout was not new, but even this was surprising.)

’Wow Giraffe that has to be a new record. Barely a minute in and already trying to get me to go the gym with you. I’m kinda impressed.”...but I think you know the answer already.

”Hey you’re the one who mentioned not wanting to get a potato bod. And the answer is ‘totally sure Em, I’d love to hit the gym with you!’”

(Ember chuckled on the other end. Nevaeh herself couldn’t help but flash a small smile as she shook her head)

”It’s all good, already had my workout this morning. But if you ever get the urge you know I’ll be there, if I’m in the same city...or state...or country.”

’Oh yes I do know this Ember. You remind me every time we talk nowadays. And truth be told that “Totally sure Em” deal is true. Just replace “gym” with anything else."

”Okay, okay. Just trying to be supportive and all that, I know I’m not always around. But since I am around, we could always hang out. Maybe watch a show or whatever.”

(Nevaeh now began to act very subdued... )

”I know you are Ember. That’s why I care about you so much. That’s why I love being around you. You’re always full of optimism. You believe everything will turn out for the best. You’re a great person and even better friend. You know what the best thing about you is though?  You let me pick on how much of a giant you are and you haven’t stomped on me yet.”

(There was a long silence between them now. Nevaeh could practically see the glare she was getting on the other end of the line, which caused her to chuckle)

’You know I’m joking. I kid cause I care. We can hang out, for sure, whatever you want to do..as long as it’s not the gym…”

(Neaveh was still chuckling till soemthing came to mind. That brought on a more serious tone..)

”Maybe we can try calling Steph and see if she’ll answer? I haven’t gotten anything from her the past few days. How bout you?”

”Nothing. I was gonna storm into her place or something, but I’m afraid she’d throw me out the window like the hulk...”

(Nevaeh could hear Ember had a half-hearted attempt at humor with that line. She too seemed worried over Steph. It was a dour moment right now between the two.)

”Yeah I was thinking of that too. I get it now, how you two felt when I did it. Plus she may not even be there. Could be in (insert other place lol). It suck, but hopefully she is feeling better soon. I just hated seeing that….but she’ll bounce back. She’s a fighter...and stubborn as all hell.”

”Sent her a few voicemails, and she’ll come back to us. Worse case I’ll risk damage and hunt her ass down...risk cuz she’d kick my skinny ass, but still. She’ll be okay.”

”Hey if need be we could work together. Try and corral her. Do what we gotta do for her own good.”

”In the meantime, perhaps we can hang out? If you wanna get out of that penthouse we could always go to my place, order in or I can make something. Just chill friends time.”

(This actually sounded pretty good to Nevaeh. She had been doing her routine for quite some time and with how her mind worked she might still be doing it. Getting out with Ember might actually do her some good. All part of that not shelling up and cutting off people process.)

”Yeah..yeah I’d like that. Let’s make a day of it. Just see where the wind takes us. I’m gonna just have fun. I know how much you want me to try and have as much of that. I gotta freshen up first, but yeah let’s do something.”

”Sounds great! I’ll be over in a few, maybe grab coffee on the way.”

{Nevaeh agreed and soon ended the call. She went to go get ready now for the day out..)

Several Hours Later

(We now found Ember and Nevaeh arriving back at Ember’s home. Both are walking through the door, each holding a bag in their hand. Today has been quite the impactful day for the two of them. They started off by going out and grabbing a bite to eat. They followed that up by going to visit a boutique store..which in turn lead them to traveling to several others Ember knew of it. Let it not be said the Good Doctor did not know her fashion trends. Both are laughing as they walk through the house and enter the kitchen. Each put their bag on the island in the middle of the kitchen as Ember heads to the refrigerator and opens it up. She reaches in and grabs two bottles of what look to be green tea. Ember puts one on the island and slides it across to Nevaeh.) Nevaeh swipes it up quickly and looks at the bottle before looking back at Ember,

’What’s with this? On a green tea phase now or something?”

(Ember’s smile grew wider..)

”Little something I got in the works. Trust me on it, just like I told you to trust me today. I told you I knew somewhere you could get a better deal, and here you thought you found all the boutiques. Tsk, silly Nev.”

(Nevaeh did have to admit she had been shown up. Another trait she was beginning to learn)

”I stand corrected, you were right...which is something I find myself saying alot. Why it makes me think you know what you’re talking about. Yeah you got all those degrees, supremely intelligent, a bastion of reasoning and great advice...but needed just alittle bit more verification, ya know?”

(Nevaeh smirked as she gave Ember a wink before taking a drink of the green tea. Ember simply shrugged her shoulders, acting as if what she has done wasn’t something to harp about.)

”I just took a different direction with my life. Plaques, degrees, none of that makes anyone better than anyone else. Just different. Like you and Steph, you’ve done so much, experienced so much, at times I’m a little jealous I won’t lie. We all have our strengths, or at least our habits.”

(Nevaeh let out a chuckle and gestured her hand to Ember.)

”Case in point. So well put. But trust me Ember you chose a better path. Look at me and Steph. We’re in a line of work where we put our bodies at risk. Have people gunning for us, Have split our blood all to be a champion. Which I will admit is a glorious feeling. But you have it pretty good. You definitely chose the better path to live.”

(Ember simply shrugged, sipping from her water and letting out a little sigh.)

”Better isn’t the word I’d use. You two love wrestling, why else would you put your bodies on the line time and again. Why else would you choose a life as hard as this when there are other options? Not better. Just different.”

(Nevaeh was left momentarily speechless. Ember had put that quite well that she couldn’t argue it even if she wanted to. On the other side of the island was a cookie jar. Nevaeh began to make her way to it as she spoke to Ember.)

”I do love it….miss it...but right now I just..bide my time. Like shopping with you. I do like this dress I got. Haven’t bought anything fancy in some time. Certainly nothing like the leather pants you got. I’m sure you’re man won’t mind seeing you strut around in them.”

Nevaeh giggled as she reached the cookie jar and began to reach her hand into it. her back to Ember. Ember smiled but it was a blank one, a practiced one as she visibly lost her spark for a moment as Nev’s back was turned. Em glanced down the hallway to where the shut door to their bedroom was, or rather HER bedroom was. There hadn’t been a man sleeping here in over half a year now.)

”What can I say, sometimes it’s nice to wear something hot, y’know?”

(Nevaeh nodded her head as she bit the cookie. It was something she was use to experiencing. Of course her reasoning were for selfish needs. Nevaeh really didn’t like that person the more she thought of her. She just assumed Ember liked keeping a spark in her relationship. Nevaeh wasn’t aware there wasn’t one anymore. Nevaeh began to turn back to face Ember, whose head was still facing the hallway)

’Do what you gotta do, but as lovely as you are I’m sure sweats and a sweater would do.”

(Ember was smiling again as she turned back to face Nev, as if nothing had happened., chuckling as she replied.)

”Surely are far more comfortable!”

(Ember chuckled as did Nevaeh, though Nevaeh found it amusing how much Ember did it. Must be some insider deal she had with her fiance she thought. Nevaeh kept smiling)

”Not gonna argue that. So what do we do now? Got anything else we could do in that brilliant mind of yours or is this the end of the road good doctor? What’s it gonna be?”

(Nevaeh was acting silly at this point. She was totally comfortable right now, something she hadn't felt in quite some time. It was a good feeling to have again.)

”Could watch a movie, or...I think Velocity is on tonight. Of course there’s also movies playing nearby we could hit a theatre...”

(Ember knew Nev was likely interested in watching wrestling, but she didn’t want to make the pitch obvious either, so she tossed it in amongst the other ideas. Nevaeh’s good mood was now halted as she caught what Ember said. She stared at Ember closely. That wasn’t by accident, that's not Ember’s style. Nevaeh kept looking at her, studying her, as if she was looking for an answer.)

”Velocity? If I know you the way I think I do Ember I feel that didn’t just come to you out of the blue right now. Then again I haven’t been accurate much with my tells lately. So am I off...or am I right? Which is it?

”Got the feeling lately they you’d be interested in watching, and with all that’s gone on and such...wouldn’t hurt to have company. Right?”

(Nevaeh stared at Ember, this time with a more softened glare)

’I really worried you last time didn't I?”

”To put it bluntly? Yes it did. Cassie’s words seemed to have a strong, powerful effect on you. And knowing you like I do there’s no way you won’t watch tonight, so why not be here with you when you do. No matter what happens.”

(Nevaeh lowered her head some, as she was now the one standing in this kitchen unsure of what to do. There was silence between the best friends as Ember watched Nevaeh. For her part Nevaeh was trying not to let this overwhelm her so much. But that was always the struggle. Nevaeh took a breath and raised her head back up to look at Ember.)

”I’ve been trying to figure out what I wanted to do tonight. There’s a part that says to watch, but there’s another that says to avoid it. To avid more pain. I mean look at what's been going on. I tried to apologize to Cassie. I did. I meant it. You know how horrible I feel about it. I've cried on air over it. I’ve cried privately over it. I get on the verge of crying when I even start thinking about it. It..consumes me at times. I'm sorry for what I did. I wish I could take it all back. But...you see how much I hurt her. No matter how much I say it, no matter how much I try and show how much I regret it....”

(Nevaeh paused, trying to figure a way, find a reasoning...but she only lowered her head down. A realization hitting her hard at the moment.)

”..she isnt gonna forgive me is she? I lost her forever. She hates my guts and...maybe I just have to accept it. Maybe I just need to deal with her hating me from now. She does have that right after all. I hurt her. Why do I deserve forgiveness? I don’t. Why am I even holding out the hope that maybe somehow, someway me and her can find a way to talk about all of this. To..find ...I sound so stupid right now don’t I?”

”Stupid? Not in the slightest. You sound like someone who is, for lack of a better term, going through the grieving process. Except it’s almost reversed. What was once buried has resurfaced and in turn brought back feelings you may have buried along with it. And I think maybe this bothers you even more because this isn’t something you can just blame on Silas. This isn’t something he had full control over, it’s something you have a good amount of blame for. And that feeling, when you think about her, that sadness and pain. It’s guilt, and the emotions you’ve possibly tried to hide for so long. Hide behind the mask of the wrestler, the champion, the persona...now it’s personal. It’s real, and Cassie is not going away. Will she forgive you? Maybe one day, but as it sounds it won’t be anytime soon. And that’s something you are going to have to deal with.”

(Ember was right, about all of it. This was real of an issue as Nevaeh has ever felt. Living in hell with Silas was extremely rough, but this was a different beast. This was something she lost control of and could not get back. She was trying everything she knew to show her remorse, but got nowhere. Dealing with it was so hard for her You could hear it so in her voice as she spoke).

” It’s all on me. If I never told him about..no..if I never allowed this to happen everything would be fine. It was my fault, I accept that. I’m trying to make up for it. I want to. But she won’t give me the chance. She’s so angry at me. Can’t blame her, but it’s like she wants to hurt me now. Look what she tweeted Leona about me. Now there’s someone else who can’t stand me. I pissed off Leona awhile back too. I swear I wasn't trying to backhand compliment her. I meant what I said. I was trying to her the due I should have. She's tough. All those matches we had she could of won. Not like I won all of them straight up. She’s a great wrestler. I wasn’t trying to cause a problem.”

”You have to remember despite leaving Silas behind you didn’t exact have the best interactions with a lot of these people. I mean look at Leona. You slammed a car door on her leg going into Unstoppable. You nearly cost Leona her career. Not to mention all the stuff prior. You can’t just think one or two good deeds undo what has gone on. Hell look at Steph, she has long since given up the path of destruction she was on but a good number of people still haven’t forgiven her or moved on. Everything that had gone on prior to you dumping Silas to the curb, that was a big dish for people to swallow. And that after taste still lingers. It’s gonna take time to change those opinions.”

(Ember hit a chord with Nevaeh. She actually opened her eyes to see the bigger picture. Nevaeh was aware of her past transgressions and how she treated people. She just got wrapped up and couldn’t see it at the moment. It was hearing Ember say this that caused Nevarh to pause and really reflect. To see what was going on. Nevaeh stood there and processed it all. It took several moments till she spoke up again)

”You’re right….I know that. I know I did very bad things. I know. I know this….I’m trying not to be that person anymore Ember. I swear I am, but there are times I….I won't lie. When Leona snapped back at me….. there was a slight moment of me wanting to react harshly. To just snap back at her. It just hit me….but that doesn't help me. That doesn't help her, it doesn’t help anything. So I took a step back and realized that wasn't what needed to be done. What does me yapping at anybody do? It’s just the suspended wrestler talking hot air.  Like you said I did cause her an injury. I didn't want to slam the car door on her. I really didn't. I tried not...but I had to. I was still having to follow orders at that point in time. I fucked up then and added to it later.”

(Nevaeh was of course making mention to the faked drug test she conspired with Silas with. This was turning into a very negative mood right now as Ember saw Nevaeh slipping.)

”Nev. You made mistakes, you made poor or bad decisions. Doesn’t make you a bad person, however. And you’re right, ‘yapping’ at a wrestler for not being a fan of you or having a poor opinion based on things you did does nothing. What will do something is showing them that their opinion of you is wrong. That you are NOT that person, that you are not what Silas wanted you to be. You are your own person, now completely free of his control. This won’t be easy, not at all, but if you fight then it will be the beginning of a new era for you. For everyone. And let’s be honest, sometimes it takes getting your hands dirty and picking yourself back up to really show how tall you stand. Trust me I know a thing or two about standing tall from up here. Good thing this giraffe isn’t going anywhere, and is more than happy to sit with you, have a drink, eat some good food and watch Velocity.”

(Ember was hitting Nevaeh with the truth today. It wasn’t all easy for Nevah to hear...but Ember was being a friend telling her this. The journey sure as hell hasn’t been easy. Ember believed in her, even if Nevaeh had her own doubts about the person she was trying to be nowadays. There was at least that for her to rely on. Nevaeh just hoped more would come along the way.)

”Thank you Ember. This is why I tell you the things I do. Because you, for some absurd reason, will not let me go down on my own..thank you.”

”Something about being your friend I guess. And helping people rationalize their thoughts and personal dilemmas for a living. Plus I kinda like your company and all that, so yeah. Always got your back.”

(Ember was softening Nevaeh up some, lifting her spirits. Nevaeh raised her head up and looked at the good doctor, giving her the shortest of small smiles)

”Always got yours too. I’ll umm...I’ll keep trying to do what you said. I will, but promise me something. Don’t make fun of your height again...that’s my gimmick.”{/b]

(Nevaeh tried some humor of her own, if anything to help Ember know she was taking her words seriously. That she wasn’t deep in the pits at the moment. Ember smirked as she shook her head)

”Well go on to the den, make yourself comfortable. I’ll grab drinks and some food, join you out there in a sec.”

(Ember had been persuasive enough. Nevaeh nodded her head to all of this and now started to make her way to the living room. Hopefully this wouldn’t be as bad as finding out Cassandra had signed with FFW. Hopefully this was all about nothing. Nevaeh kept telling herself that so as not to freak out. That it didn’t do her any good to stress herself out before anything happened. That..what is that?

Nevaeh caught something out the corner of her eye. It was colorful and caused nevaeh to turn her head and look at it. It seemed to be a drawing left on a cabinet in Ember’s hallway. Nevaeh innocently made her way to it and picked it up. It seemed to e a sketch of a designer outfit. Nevaeh couldn’t make out what for exactly though, but the drawing style seemed familiar to her.

Curious about it Nevaeh yelled out to Ember)

’Hey Em, what’s with this drawing here? You an artist as well as doctor and fashionista now or something?”

(Nevaeh was still studying the sketch as she waited for a reply from the good doctor. Ember’s reply took a little longer than normal, but likely was just due to her being busy in the other room. Yeah, totally that.)

”Drawing? Oh! Just something for an upcoming show, some new fashion being designed with me as the model that’s all. Just concept stuff, probably not going past the concept stage anyway.”[/b]

(Nevaeh kept studying the sketch. The attire didn't seem like it was for a fashion show, but hey maybe Ember was trying something way out the box.)

’Oh..ok then. Well good luck with it. It looks different for sure. Hope all works out. I’ll leave it here on the table where you had it. See ya in the den”

(Nevaeh placed the sketch back on the table and made her way to the den. A moment later Ember, cautiously came into the room and grabbed the sketch. She looked at it, then towards the den as she seemed to breath a sigh of relief.)


(We now found Nevaeh and Ember sitting on a couch, the bowl of popcorn seated between them. Ember was casually eating some while also on her phone. Meanwhile Nevaeh just stared at the tv during a commercial break

They had seen Abigail Lindsay, the loathsome bitch that she is, seemingly taunt Jolene Dysart. Abigail was eccentric and always poking the proverbial bull, but Dysart was her supposed playmate? That was who she was referring to all this time? Oh how Nevaeh hoped Dysart would cave Serenity’s face in soon.

They also observed as Sienna Moore got another win on her record. Sienna was a vicious thing. Her Future Shock resume spoke for itself, but her means were hideous. The exuberant Antoinette Sands showed alot of promise in the ring. It was clear she had tremendous agility by what she was able to do in the ring. It soon come together for her.

There was also the Brazilian Storm speaking of themselves. Something they had no problem doing. Nevaeh wasn’t sure how to feel about them. They had been well functioning tag partners. She knew how good they were. But something just didn't feel right. There was also the issue Caitlyn Storm was having with Casey Atherton. Poor girl. All she wanted to do was wrestle, but one weirdo after another seemed to be haunting her. Casey preached the gospel, but that woman was anything but holy.

All in Velocity had been noteworthy so far, but in a good way, atleast for Nevaeh. No Cassandra yet. She would be appearing..but maybe she got sick and cancelled last minute. Hey it happens Nevaeh thought to herself. She just kept watching the commercials when Ember spoke up.)

”So, how are you feeling so far? Been a while since I’ve watched wrestling, such a colorful cast of characters, eh?”

”Certainly some new blood in the mix. Some old faces for sure..some faces I wish would fall off the edge of a cliff.”

(Nevaeh caught herself as she turned and looked at Ember)

”..sorry. Old habit popped up there...actually I’m sorry you heard, not that I said it. Screw Abigail.”

”I get the slight feeling you’re not going to be buying her t-shirt...”

”The only way I’d ever buy any sort of merchandise for her is if I’d lost a bet. That woman, no that bitch,  as far as I’m concerned can go play in traffic. Seriously I…”

(Nevaeh stopped in mid-sentence as Velocity came back on the air. We saw Amber Carano..and next to her was Cassandra Mason. Here it was, the moment Nevaeh was hoping wouldn't come. Ember sat upright, herself getting ready for whatever was about to come.

Nevaeh did her best to remain calm as she watched the interview. It was easy going. Just questions you'd expect a newcomer to get. Keep it that way. Just go this path Amber. Don't bring her name up. Don't do it...but that wasn't gonna happen. Amber did bring up Nevaeh's name. Not only that she brought up what Silas said happened and what Nevaeh confirmed was true.

Nevaeh felt herself getting upset. She sat there staring as she watched how Cassie's whole demeanor changed. It got worse when she spoke.)

Cassie: I wanted desperately for Nev to tell me he was lying. All she needed to do was tell me Silas was being vindictive. That’s all it would have took for me to believe Nev. That’s how much I trusted her. When we were... involved... my father died. I was so mad at my brother for taking our father off life support, I didn’t hesitate relocating to Georgia to live with Nev. That’s how much I trusted her,  that’s how much I loved her.  It's ironic, there was a point in my career I wanted to be the Princess of Scandal. My family can’t keep themselves out of Page Six. If my brother can be scandalous, I can do it better. Never in a million years did I expect the scandal that rocked the FFW world a year ago to involve me. All because of my supposed best friend

(Nevaeh felt a sharp pain in her heart after hearing that. It was bad enough with the twitter potshots she took...but hearing this from Cassie. Full disclosure of how they lived..it was upsetting. To hear Cassie say she loved Nevaeh, in such a public forum, after it was said privately many times was a fresh, deep wound for Nevaeh. It didn't help seeing the scowl on Cassie's face now. And Cassie was far from done)

Cassie: Nev’s lies didn’t just break my heart four months ago. Her treachery changed my life. In many ways my life is better. I’m stronger. I am dating Cindy Todd, who is astronomically more of a woman than Nev can dream to be. None of that negates having my heart ripped out by my best---  former best friend. Having it revealed in front of the entire world that a woman I trusted played God with my life, for what? To get me back into bed?

(Nevaeh watched on, her sadness more evident. Cassie did have every right to be angry...but Nevaeh didn't want to hurt her. It wasn't what was suppose to happen. Nevaeh was a horrible selfish person at that time and this moment right here it clear as day as to how horrible she was. At first it was about having Cassie under her thumb once more...but..it...This was becoming very hard for Nevaeh to sit and watch as she saw Cassie stand up and throw her chair in anger. Anger that was as clear as day to the woman next to her, Ember chewing her lip as she watched her best friend react. Nevaeh shifted her head downward and looked at the floor, but heard what Cassie said next)

Cassie:  She had her chance! I didn’t want to be her dirty little secret. I wanted to share with the world who I thought we were to each other! That bitch wanted to keep me a secret, probably so she could have her little side pieces on the road. Nev was a coward then, nothing has changed, she is a coward now!  I swore to myself after Nev confessed her sins in her interview, I wasn’t going to allow another human being to dictate my life the way she manipulated mine. Do I believe she’s sorry, yeah, I do. She’s sorry she got caught. She’s sorry I am not waking up in her bed. And she is damn sorry I am here in Femme Fatale Wrestling.

(Nevaeh instinctively shook her head, even muttering something under her breath Ember was the only one who could hear it, but it's not who Nevaeh wanted to have hear it...)

'That's not why I'm sorry. It's not..."

(Nevaeh kept looking downward as Cassie could be heard speaking again)

Cassie: I have no clue if her suspension is going to be lifted. I hope it is. I want Nev to look me in the eye. I want that woman to woman up for the first time in her life, admit to my face how sorry she is. I don’t want her hiding in her apartment wherever she lives now. I don’t want her to pretend I don’t exist. I don’t need a tweet or a phone call. I want Neveah Summers to WOMAN UP. ...

....I might not get the opportunity. That’s ok by me. She needs to absolve herself of her sins. In the meantime Amber, I am here to do one thing, succeed. I’m a Mason. I am proud to say I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, that doesn’t negate the fact, no matter what my haters in the past have said about me, I EARNED every accomplishment I secured in this business. Same thing will happen in FFW, I will EARN my accomplishments. By the time I am done with my FFW career, I won’t be remembered as the poor girl Nev betrayed. I will go down in history as the most lethal, brutal, successful and glamorous women FFW was blessed to have. No one plays God with my life anymore--

...I am God!

(As she heard Cassie finish up her statement Nevaeh kept her head facing the floor. That was all a tough pill to swallow for Nevaeh...and she couldn’t It hurt even more then what she said previously. Nevaeh remained there, just staring at the floor in silence. Ember watched her with sadness in her own heart, those were some of the most vicious words Ember had heard in a while. And she had heard people at their worst. Without thinking Ember simply draped an arm over her best friend’s shoulders, just a reminder she was not alone. Nevaeh quickly reached  hand up and held Ember’s hand tightly. The two just sat there, no words needed to be said nor wanted to be said. Ember was right though, if she wasn’t here right now Nevaeh would have crawled up into a hole again. Atleast for now she had a fighting chance to get through this.)


(Our scene now shifted back as we saw Nevaeh entering her penthouse. Ember had insisted she stay the night at her place. That they could have coffee and go over whatever it was Nevaeh wanted to. Nevaeh was open with Ember, but she told her she wanted to come home. That she wouldn’t fall into old ways. A lamp was the only light illuminating the room at the moment. Nevaeh put her keycard and phone down next to a table and walked around the main room. Try as she might, as much as Ember talked to her, Nevaeh couldn’t shake what Cassandra said tonight. The words “Woman up” kept ringing vibrantly.

A face to face apology would show cassie what Nevaeh was all about now. That she wouldn’t be a coward anymore if she did this? Nevaeh for her part just stood there, unsure of what to do with herself. The words kept replaying in her head as she tried to find the a way to make this all come to a peaceful end. How was she ever gonna see Cassie? She wasn’t gonna be back in FFW anytime soon.

It was all just one big headache for Nevaeh, who now turned back and went to the table where she put her things. She grabbed her phone and scrolled through, playing “Pray” once more. Nevaeh paced around the room slowly, still thinking over what cassie said. That was till a certain few lyrics made their way through to her..)

I ain't perfect, but I'm worth it
I'm alive, I deserve it
I've been praying, I ain't playing
I don't think you hear the words that I'm saying
I don't think you know the weight on my shoulders
That gets heavier as I get older
Calling anybody, calling anybody
Can you hear me?
I pray that you hear me, I pray that you hear me

(Nevaeh paused in her tracks momentarily an soaked them in. They seemed to resonate with her.She just pondered for a moment more till taking in along breath followed by letting out a long sigh. She placed her hands on her hips and just stared forward with an stoic look on her face. Here she was, stuck as always, battling her emotions. A best friend who wanted her to stop being a coward….a coward? No career, no nothing. This was Nevaeh Summers life at this point in time. Nevaeh eventually plopped herself down on the couch and just stared off, the song still playing as the scene came to a close)
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« Reply #3 on: April 25, 2018, 08:54:05 pm »

What Now?

Los Angeles, California
3:21 pm

(Our scene opens up in a very area, that being the main area of the penthouse occupied by Nevaeh Summers. At the moment we see Nevaeh sitting on her couch, her laptop in her lap, as she stares at the screen. Her fingers are on the keyboard, bt they're not moving. As we scan around behind Nevaeh we see she has a word doc open, but nothing has been written down aside from "My Speech".

Nevaeh stares at the screen, seemingly trying to figure out what to put onto the screen. Working on a speech isn’t something she’s used to. When she was an active wrestler she usually had an idea of what she was going to talk about, but never fully wrote things down. She usually just spoke, which didn’t always lead to the best of things, theme of her life it seemed.

But this is different.

It’s still surreal to Nevaeh that she was selected to go into the FFW Hall of Fame. To say she was stunned would be an understatement. She was watching Breaking Point, doing her best to not to let any words or actions crumble her down, like last time. There was no Ember around for comfort that night, the Good Doctor being out of town on business.

Nor Steph Stefano who is handling her own business. The obligations of being a champion in two different companies keeps a woman busy.

Plus...they weren’t supposed to be holding her hand every day. They were here for Nevaeh for support, but as Ember constantly tells her the only way she’ll ever grow is if she takes the steps to do so.

So it was Nevaeh alone watching that show. She figured why not. Let’s see what happens. If things went south..try and deal with them..even if they cause you to sit in this room in silence for several hours, trying to figure out who the hell you are and how you let things get this way.

It didn't take long for her to be stunned. Truly she was walking back into the main area from the kitchen when she saw Seth Star make the announcement that she was going into the hall of fame. Nevaeh was so taken aback she spilled her green tea on the carpet. That was a bitch to get out, but a worth it effort.

From that night on to the present Nevaeh has kept replaying that moment in her head. She was going into the FFW Hall of Fame. Nevaeh Summers was being inducted into the FFW Class of 2018 Hall of Fame. That still didn’t seem real to her. She was going to be a hall of famer….

When Nevaeh heard the news, and came out of her momentary comatose state, she was happy. Pure happiness enveloped the blonde. She broke out in a big smile...she did cry. Nevaeh couldn’t believe this was happening. She didn’t ever think THIS was going to happen to her, not after what went down. Nevaeh was totally caught off-guard with this news.

It was a whirlwind of emotions for her. Nevaeh was excited about this, but she did start to feel another way. To see many of the other FFW wrestlers wish her well was...weird. Not cause they sent her congratulatory messages on making the hall of fame, but because Nevaeh didn’t know how to accept them. Many of the women who wished her well on the Hall of Fame..she didn't have the best of relationships with when she was on the roster. It’s safe to say she only got along with a handful of the women. Some of them Nevaeh caused alot of stress and grief. For them to do that, after what she did, was humbling for Nevaeh.

But it also brought back alot of the other emotions Nevaeh had been feeling in her time away. The biggest being the feeling of “Do I deserve this?”

The more Nevaeh thought about the more she wasn’t sure. She did believe herself to be a great wrestler, she believed in her abilities. But she wasn’t relying on just her skills during her time in FFW. There was another loud, obnoxious force alongside her, helping her cause problems. Helping her advance her career. In many people's minds Silas Mason was just as vital to the success of Nevaeh Summers as the namesake was.

That was undeniable and Nevaeh knew it. There was even a part of Nevaeh that still had to wonder if it were true. Not like she’s had the chance to show it since she beat his ass at the ring in Global Wars. Nevaeh was undefeated in FFW before Silas came into the picture, but she was never a champion. There was always gonna be that looming over her.

It’s why she was sitting here, not sure what to type on this word doc at the moment. Did she deserve to be going into the hall of fame with how she went about her business? Was she worthy of being given of this honor? Did she deserve anything from anybody? Nevaeh wasn’t sure. How could she begin to write a speech when she wasn’t sure if she belonged there? Nevaeh has tried for the past several days to start this process, but the words just don’t come or they don’t seem genuine. She just doesn’t seem to know how to even begin to put this speech together, not to mention that she will be standing in front of many of her peers when doing so.

That’s a part Nevaeh has been weighing heavily as well. It’s one thing to exchange a text or tweet with people. It’s another to have to look them in the face. Before it never really mattered but this ain’t then and this ain’t that Nevaeh anymore...atleast she hoped it wasn’t. Nevaeh wasn’t ignorant anymore to what she had done or how she had hurt people in her path to get to the top. It was all very much real and they were still wrestling, competing for titles and acclaim, while she was here sitting on her couch all these days later struggling to find words to type.

That was the case even with the Hall of Fame induction as Samantha Star let it be clearly known. Nevaeh had expected this to always be the result. Though she had a sliver of hope things could change. But Nevaeh understood what she had done to the company with the faked drug test. She can still remember how upset Samantha was in the meeting they had. And with her attitude nowadays it didn’t seem like she’d be in a forgiving mood anytime soon. But she did allow her the honor still and with Nevaeh being at fault she would still accept her suspension. Even if she desperately wanted to wrestle again. Guess it be more time to go through her routines even more...yay!

Nevaeh now did have something to look forward to atleast for the coming future. Till the announcement was made she was just here, trying to get by. There had been talk of how she would wow in the outfit she was gonna wear. Nevaeh hadn’t looked into that either. Not yet. She just wanted to take her time with this. The way this speech was going sure showed she was gonna need alot of time. Looking elegant...that wasn’t on her mind. She wasn’t really worried about how she looked that night, that night wasn’t about having all eyes on her. Nevaeh just wanted to be able to get through her, currently non-existent, speech.

The hall of fame did pep Nevaeh up, so much so she actually turned into the following Velocity with optimism, even if she was worried of potential disappointment.

Nevaeh wanted to see Velocity for one reason only, to see the FFW debut of Cassandra Mason. Even after hearing what Cassie had to say about Nevaeh being a coward, that she needed to “woman up” and apologize to her face…

Nevaeh still took those words hard, but she knew she couldn’t let them cripple her either. She had to stay strong, or atleast give an effort to. Nevaeh wanted to see how Cassie did and she’d be lying if there wasn’t a strong part of her that was...rooting for Cassie to win. That was not a slight against Antoinette Sands. Nevaeh actually found her to be a fun presence. Antoinette was a positive force for the FFW roster and Nevaeh wished her well in her career.

But Nevaeh had the deep history with Cassie. They were best friends...lovers...Even after what has happened, with how angry Cassie has seemed and the remarks she’s made... Nevaeh cared for her still. Nevaeh cared a great deal. There were times nevaeh wished she didn’t, so she wouldn’t feel the pain as bad, but that wasn’t the case. She just wanted to try and work this all out between her and Cassie. Nevaeh just wanted the opportunity at it. But Cassie seemed to make a declaration on what the limits were.

Nevaeh couldn’t argue them. In the end Cassie was right and she was wrong. Nevaeh just wanted this to work out for the best...which was debatable what that was exactly. Nevaeh had her vision of it. That being able to sit down and talk this all out with Cassie and somehow mending things.  She wanted Cassie to be happy and this was causing anything but that. So Nevaeh watched Cassie’s match and at times found herself sad, but there were moments she was thrilled just to be seeing Cassie wrestling again. She did find herself on her feet near the end, hoping Cassie could find a way.The investment was that strong for Nevaeh. Unfortunately for Cassie the match didn't go her way. Antoinette was the better wrestler that night.

Nevaeh watched as Cassie looked annoyed, how angry she seemed in that ring. That wasn’t anything like the woman she had grown to know so well. But people change...or change is brought upon them. With the hall of fame Nevaeh knew she and Cassie would be together in the same area. That she may look out into the crowd and spot her looking at her while she gave her speech. That worried Nevaeh on many levels. How would she handle seeing Cassie there? Would she keep her composure or would she start to falter?

And then there was the matter of Cassie wanting her apology face to face….”coward”..”woman up”...all the secrets they shared now public knowledge. That was gonna weigh heavily all throughout this process till the day Nevaeh gave her speech...who was she kidding. This weighed heavy no matter what and it always would till this issue between Nevaeh and Cassie was resolved.

Nevaeh eventually had enough of this and closed the laptop. She still had months to go to get the speech in order. There was time She grabbed her phone and started scrolling through it till we heard “Nice For What” by Drake start to play. Nevaeh got to her feet and started stretching out. Routine time it is.

She started rolling her shoulders, before swinging her arms back and forth. She had a quick bounce and closed her eyes. She started nodding her head along to the beat and looked ready to lock up. Nevaeh took a step forward, showing a more aggressive approach to the routine this time. The speech would get done later.
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8:27 pm
Atlanta, Georgia

(Our scene opens up traveling down a long, barely lit road. We're in a cab as we see a driver behind the wheel, making sure the ride is going as soon as possible. We're out in the hill country of Atlanta. As we keep panning we soon find Nevaeh Summers riding in the backseat. She currently has one headphone in her ear as she listens to “”Friction” by Imagine Dragons on a low volume.

This is home for Nevaeh, or to be more specific the ride to her parents home. Nevaeh has arrived here in Atlanta tonight unbeknownst to her mother and father. What has brought her back home? Tomorrow is Mothers' Day.

This decision came about a week ago when Nevaeh had gone on a hike with one of her best friends, Ember Carmichael. During the hike Nevaeh found herself actually enjoying being outdoors. It was rare that she had been out of her penthouse for  a prolonged period of time doing such an activity. She only went because she was bored out of her mind. A person can only look up videos so often before feeling jaded and considering Nevaeh had been doing it for months..well she hit her point.

But in the end...Nevaeh actually had fun like Ember said she would. It surprised Nevaeh, but it was fun to just get out and walk in nature. Not text or check anything on the internet, just her and Ember talking. Not even about the negative things going on. Nevaeh didn’t want to focus on how she felt in regards to the hall of fame, the feeling of not being deserving of the honor still lingered. As did the blank word doc she opened up weeks ago that still didn't have anything written down on it. Nevaeh figured it be hard to write a speech to describe how she felt about her career, she just didn't think it would be this hard to do. It was like Nevaeh didn’t know how to express herself. There was even a feeling of not wanting to do the speech due to how uncomfortable this was all becoming. But that would be running away, that could not happen. Nevaeh did want to go there and accept the honor. But damn if her head wasn’t still messing with her.

Putting those issues aside for now Nevaeh has come here at the behest of Ember. When they were talking on the hike Nevaeh started talking about things she hadn’t done in the past few years cause of the slimy snake who controlled her life. But she is able to partake in new activities. And get back to living the way she wants to. She has to, she can’t keep letting herself be controlled...if only it were that easy for Nevaeh however. But during the course of the talk Nevaeh brought up how seeing her parents again a few months ago after two years was a very

It was Ember who then brought up that Nevaeh should go see them again, what with Mother’s day on the horizon. Nevaeh was never one to argue with Ember...for the most part...the Good Doctor usually did have the right answer….ok she always had the right answer. But this one resonated with Nevaeh. It felt..right. Nevaeh had been thinking of spending more time with her parents, which in of itself was a departure from how she use to think.

The Nevaeh of a few years ago didn’t have the best relationship with her mother. Nevaeh after all felt she knew better than anybody. Her mother, a strong willed woman herself, wasn’t fond of Nevaeh’s behavior and that was not even knowing how deep Nevaeh’s behavior went. Nevaeh and her mother did find some common ground, but Nevaeh still wasn’t around much...then add on the past few years and Nevaeh having to lie about why she couldn’t come home for holidays...it ate at her.

Nevaeh wanted to fix many things and this was on the list. Ember just helped push her to come back sooner than she thought she would be. So here Nevaeh was, flying in tonight, nobody knowing she was doing it. Nevaeh was eager to see how everyone at the house would take to her being there. It was still early enough to where some staff members had to be around. And traveling at this time almost meant...Nevaeh was currently missing Breaking Point..and a certain somebody wrestling her match against Ruby Tyler. It was for the best that Nevaeh not see her right now. The last thing she’d need is to get deep into her feelings right now. This was to be a positive trip. She’d get back to facing that soon enough…

Nevaeh sat back and just stared out the window before the cab reached a large front gate with a “S” in the center of it.  The driver asked Nevaeh if she wanted him to call the house to open the gate. Nevaeh declined and said she’d walk the rest of the way…

Nevaeh paid him his fare and went about putting in the code to open the gate. Nevaeh now began the one mile walk from the gate to the house on the finely paved road. As we could see her fully now we saw Nevaeh was dressed in blue jeans white sneakers, and a violet t-shirt.   Nevaeh wasn’t worried walking this at night. It was secure and she had snuck out plenty of times when she was younger that she knew there was nothing to be worried about. A positive from a a past life?

Nevaeh walked toward the large, dimly lit brick home down the way, pulling her suitcase behind her. Walking was something she enjoyed doing..was good for burning calories after all. Nevaeh was talking about health, sounding like Ember. Nevaeh eventually reached the house and pulled her luggage up the steps to get to the door. Nevaeh now dug into her purse and procured keys. She had her own to the home. Nevaeh entered the home as we now saw a lavish main room. Nevaeh brought her stuff into the home and closed the door behind her.

She hadn’t made too much noise, but she did hear a set of footsteps approaching. Was this her mother? Nevaeh wasn’t sure, that was till an elderly grey haired woman turned the corner. She seemed taken aback by the sight of Nevaeh standing there.To Nevaeh it was Marge, longtime keeper of the house. Nevaeh couldn’t remember a day that Marge wasn’t helping run the house. For many years it was her and a man named Jasper who made sure the home stayed in pristine condition. Jasper though had moved on. Coming off the sudden emotion Marge began to speak.)

Marge: “Oh Ms Nevaeh you’re here? I wasn’t told you’d be coming this evening. I thought it was your father returning home from the factory.”

(Nevaeh held up a hand  gently in the direction of Marge, walking towards her now)

”Nobody knew Marge. I wanted this to be a surprise. I’m here to see my mother this weekend.”

(Marge now seemed pleased to be hearing this news)

Marge: “Oh well now that’s very sweet of you to do Ms. Nevaeh. I’m sure you’re mother will be just tickled when she finds out. With all that has happened it’s good that you’re taking the initiative to be around your folks more.”

(Nevaeh showed a small, awkward smile on her face. Hearing Marge say those words did hit hard for her. The time away, as well as the things that have come out about her,  did have an effect on not just her parents but everyone around here. It was public knowledge what Nevaeh had done, what she had gotten herself into. That was uncomfortable for her to deal with, but such was life now for the blonde.)

’I’m trying to be better in that regard Marg.e You said daddy was still at the factory? What about my mother?”

Marge: “She is over in her office looking over some paperwork. You make sure she ate the sandwich I made her as well. She’s been so focused on this big fundraiser that she’s not taking care of herself properly. She worries me.”[/b][/color]

’I’ll make sure she does Marge.”

Marge:” Good. You go on and see her. I’ll take your bag on up to your room. It’s good to see you Ms. Nevaeh.

”’It’s good to see you as well Marge and thank you.”

(Both women now head in different directions. Marge grabs the luggage and starts heading for the stairwell. Nevaeh takes a left and heads down a hallway. As she approaches a closed door she starts to try and hear anything coming from the room. All she gets is silence. With that Nevaeh grabbed the door handle and knocked, before opening the door up. As she entered the room she saw her mother,Martha Summers a slight, long blonde haired woman herself, going over a file.

Martha Summers was well known throughout the city of Atlanta. She was a philanthropist, always contributing to some sort of charitable endeavor. She was out front in many community projects, a board member of the Boys & Girls club. Needless to say Martha Summers liked to help people, which is what brought on the disconnect her and Nevaeh had for some time.

Nevaeh just observed her, noticing an empty plate next to Martha, who now spoke in a measured tone while still staring down at the file.)

”Relax Marge, I ate the sandwich like you asked. All is well. Delicious as always ma’am. Thank you for our concern, but I’m dandy, I assure you.”

(Nevaeh was fully in the room now, staring at her mother. A smile came across her face as she spoke)

”She was wondering if you had. She’ll be thrilled with the news”

(Martha snapped her head up and was surprised to hear the voice, but actually see her daughter standing in the room with her. The surprise soon wore off as she stood, a smile spreading across her face, and started making her way towards Nevaeh with outstretched arms)

”My baby!”

(The Summers women embraced, Martha really clutching on to Nevaeh. Nevaeh chuckled and hugged her mother )

’Easy on the squeeze there Momma. Still got a life I’d like to live ya know.”

(Martha eventually did ease up and backed away, but only slightly. She still had her hands on Nevaeh’s arms, staring at her with joy)

”Sorry, just so happy to see you. Those Faceskype deals just ain’t the same. What are you doing here? Nobody told me you were dropping in like this. Did your father know? Oh I’m gonna get him good for holding out on me.”

(Nevaeh laughed more as she shook her head)

”No Momma nobody knew. This was meant to be a surprise for you. I’m here to spend Mother’s day with you.”

(Martha now seemed in awe of the statement Nevaeh just made. Nevaeh herself wondered what was coming over her mother. Martha could be seen getting emotional as she placed a hand on her chest)

”You’re here for me? That’s so sweet Nevaeh”

(Martha really seemed to be overcome with emotion at the moment. Nevaeh now grabbed her mother’s free hand and tried to ease the situation.)

’Oh don’t cry momma. C’mon keep it together now. I didn’t come home for you to get all misty eyed on me. I came to make this weekend special.”

(The irony was not lost on Nevaeh that she was telling someone to keep it together considering how emotional she has been the past few months. Martha shook her head)

’It’s joy dear. That’s what I’m feeling right now. I...I really appreciate the thought. It makes me feel very nice. It means alot that you’re here.”

(Martha rubbed her hand to her eye, sniffing as she did. Nevaeh thought Martha be happy to see her, but she didn’t expect this reaction. It showed Nevaeh how much not being around had affected her. Nevaeh nodded her head softly as she took a serious approach)

’Yes well the past few years haven’t been the easiest. I haven’t been around as much. I’m trying to change that. I’m gonna try and be around. I’m...trying to change quite a few things about me in this year Momma. Of course it’s easier said than done, but I am gonna try. I didn't interrupt you in middle of something important did I?”

(Martha went about collecting herself now. She heard her daughters words, once again shaking her own head this time as she rubbed Nevaeh’s arms.)

’”Nothing that can’t wait for a moment. It’s a proposal to invest in a new business starting up in town. But like I said it can wait and yes “trying” is always a good start my dear. If you don’t try you never know if you can succeed. There have been some negative issues you have come across. Some that are your own doing, some that are not. And what that man put you through is not something I nor your father, have forgotten. You father still wants to wring his neck. Someone like him will get what he deserves in time Nevaeh. But you can decide how you are viewed. Right now it’s not the best. That is obvious, but you can change it Nevaeh. That’s if you want it bad enough”

(This was Martha Summers. A determined woman who never settled. If she set her mind to a goal she was gonna fulfill it. Nevaeh had it in her, though she took different paths then her mother would to fulfill her goals. This wasn’t how Nevaeh wanted to send her time, it was gonna have to be dealt with, but right now it wasn’t supposed to be to her.)

”He will...but he...he’s not something we should be wasting our time on. And I do want it bad Momma. I want to change things a lot. I’m gonna work towards it, but I didn't come here to talk about him or me. I came here to spend the time with you and daddy. I want this to be a  fun time. Ok?”

(Martha looked as if she wanted to say something, but eventually seemed to be in agreement with Nevaeh’s statement. )

’Yes, yes fun is the name of the game .You’re right. We need to have a positive mindset. This weekend will be pleasant, it already is. My baby girl is home. Maybe we can get on a call and get Delilah to come home as well.”

(Delilah Summers, the eldest of the Summers children. A freelance journalist in New York City. Delilah herself was always busy with work, always chasing a story. Her parents understood she was passionate about her work, and Delilah always did stay in contact

Nevaeh wasn’t exactly the same. But again she was gonna try and change that from now on)

’We could try, but you know how she is. Delilah may be busy, but we’ll still make things work somehow.”

(Martha was about to speak when a strong, deep voice could be heard from down the hall)

”Martha ya in your office? Marge said you were and that ya had a surprise for me.”

(The voice belonged to Fredrick Summers, Nevaeh’s father.

Fredrick was thead of the Summers family business. He headed the produce company as well as oversaw the day to day operations. Nevaeh and her father had a very close relationship., shew as a daddy’s girl. Nevaeh and her father enjoyed many things. Martha didn’t really like watching wrestling, but Fredrick was fully invested in his daughter’s career. Not being able to wrestle, as well as all the scandalous things that have come out, affected him just as much as Nevaeh. It’s affected the whole family.

Nevaeh remained standing next to her mother, looking subdued now. Martha held a single finger to her lips, imploring Nevaeh not to make a peep)

”Yes I’m in my office honey. I may have something that might pep you up abit.”

(Martha giggled as Nevaeh smirked. They both waited till Fredrick walked through the door, sporting a befuddled look. He sported short brown hair with a goatee. He was dressed in grey slacks and  white dress shirt, with a grey vest over it. He didn’t notice the surprise at first )

”What’s going on Martha? What is...”

(It was now that Fredrick noticed his daughter was also in the room. He now sported a huge smile as he stormed over and gave his daughter a big hug. Nevaeh couldn’t help but laugh as she hugged her father back)

”My little girl! What are you doing here? Why ain’t nobody tell me you was coming home? Why ya’ll keeping secrets from me?”

(Martha  was the one to answer him first)

’The only who knew she was coming was herself. She wanted to surprise us for the weekend. She came home for Mothers’ day.”

(Fredrick now looked at Nevaeh with a look of pride on his face)

’Is that so now? Well that’s a damn good reason to come on back home. Tomorrow I was gonna take your Ma out for dinner, but our little girl is home now. We can do a big ol’ BBQ here. Not too late to hire caterers and tables and chairs. We can make this work here.”

(It was Nevaeh’s turn to speak up. This family positivity was wonderful, but may of been getting abit out of hand. Nevaeh came to see them, not have to mingle with a whole bunch of other people. Being around large groups wasn’t exactly something Nevaeh wanted to do right now.)

’You don’t have to change your plans for me. You take Momma out, have fun. I’ll be here for a few more days afterwards anyways. You don’t have to get all these different things catered. Besides this is for Mom, not me.”

”Yes, the day is supposedly for me, but I like your Father’s idea. It’s been a long time since we’ve done something like that. We have the opportunity. Why not take it?”

(Fredrick, while looking at Nevaeh, pointed his finger feverishly at his wife)

”You heard your Ma, Nevaeh. You know darn well she’s always got a great idea. If she thinks the idea is good then how could we possibly not go through with it?”

(Nevaeh eyed both of her parents, Martha smiling while Fredrick looked to be visibly pleading with his daughter to go along with this. Seeing the writing on the wall Nevaeh threw up her hands.)

”Ok, fine. Let’s do it, but I’m telling you now if people starts conversations with me that I’m not really wanting to talk about. I’m heading inside. That ok?”

(Martha and Fredrick understood why Nevaeh had that request. They looked at one another with a knowing exchange before looking back at Nevaeh, Martha being the one to speak.)

”Yes, we understand. I don’t think there will be an issue, but we understand where you are coming from dear. Thank you for partaking in this, you will have fun Nevaeh. Me and your father will see to it.”

’You’re mother is right Nevaeh. It’s gonna be a real fun time tomorrow. As a matter of fact I think I got something n my office that will get your spirits right. Come with me young lady. Martha could you look in to see if we can get the tables and chairs?”

(Nevaeh looked at her father with an inquisitive look. He had something for her that would lift her spirits? Nevaeh wasn’t sure what he was talking about as Martha answered)

”I can do that. I’ll be in the kitchen. I believe Marge made Buttermilk pie today. I’m sure you’ll both want a slice.”

(Fredrick seemed pleased to hear this news. Nevaeh was as well, Buttermilk pie was  a favorite of hers as a kid. She stopped eating it once she started caring about her diet and whatnot. But..a slice tonight couldn’t hurt. Not like there was a match she needed to be ready for anytime soon. Yet Nevaeh was still wondering what it was her father was referring to.)

”Sure will. We’ll be with you soon my beloved. C’mon Nevaeh let’s hop to it.”

(Fredrick now started to make his way out of Martha’s office. Nevaeh followed behind, but did look back at her mother, who gestured for ehr to keep following her father. Nevaeh did so, now walking across the hall to her father’s office. As she did Fredrick now stood next to a coat rack. On it hung items inside a clear plastic wrap.

Nevaeh recognized what they were. The items being a black military jacket, as well as platinum colored leather pants. They were her wrestling gear. After cutting lies with Silas, and not having a place to live, Nevaeh had everything she did own sent back to her parents home for sake keeping. Nevaeh figured she wouldn’t be seeing this thing for a long time, yet here it was, out in the open.A Nevaeh wondered why did her father have this out anyways?

Fredrick beamed as he gestured to it)

’Well, ain’t this a sight for sore eyes?”

(nevaeh didn’t answer immediately, still puzzled by what was going on. Nevaeh eventually gestured to the attire herself.)

”Why do you have this out for? I don’t get it. I don’t...need it. I’m not gonna be wrestling anytime soon Dad. Why do you have this out for?”

(Fredrick’s smile started to dissipate, but his enthusiasm was still intact.)

’Now that may be true, for now, but I think the opportunity is on the horizon. That’s why I have it out of storage. When I saw you were being inducted into the FFW Hall of Fame I felt that was a step in the right direction. Next step is you getting back into the ring.”

(Nevaeh started to feel a sense of disappointment. Her father seemed to have high hopes, much more then she did about getting in the ring. Maybe because she knew better? Having to have this talk wasn’t gonna be easy.)

”Daddy...it’s not the next step. It has been made clear, very publicly mind you, that I’m only being allowed to do the Hall of Fame. I’m not allowed to return to wrestling. That’s not in the cards at the moment. Samantha Star isn’t exactly feeling that charitable, especially after what I did to the company.”

(Nevaeh lowered her head to the ground, her hands clasped in front of. Fredrick could see his daughter turning into a negative space. He wasn’t going to let that happen. )

”Yes, what you did was a very big problem. As owner of a company I do understand why she did it. I’d probably do the same thing to my employee, if not worst. But YOU are not my employee. YOU are my daughter, who I love very much. I know you messed up, we have talked some about it before. But I still support ya. I still want to see you do well young lady. And that means getting back in that ring. Right now it might just be hope, but that’s fine with me. I’ll keep hoping to see it. You might not have that same hope right now, but again that’s fine. I got enough hope for the both of us.”

(Fredrick was a persistent man. Legend has it Martha turned him down any a time for a date, but he never gave up pursuing her. It’s also helped when it came to business. Nevaeh got that trait from him. Still, Nevaeh wasn’t feeling her chances were all that great about getting into the ring again. But hey maybe if her father hoped for it enough it might happen.

Nevaeh looked back up at him and could see this man was serious. She looked back at her attire, which only had a few matches before she got put on the shelf. Nevaeh had sent the other attires here as well, all different incarnations of “The Wo...no...no don’t go over it.

Nevaeh instead stared at before looking back at him..)

’I know you will Daddy, thank you. I love you. But I have to ask this. Were just gonna have that hanging there the whole time till I was reinstated? That’s, no disrespect, kinda weird.”

(Fredrick waved his hand at his daughter as he let out a chuckle)

”No I wasn’t gonna leave this here hanging the whole time. It’s not mine, it’s yours. I was gonna send it to you out there in LA, that way you’d have just in case.”

(Nevaeh immediately put a hand up and shook her head)

”I don’t need it Daddy, besides it’s better left here. I don’t even have an actual place to live yet. I haven’t decided where I want to buy a place. Something like that needs to be somewhere safe. With me...that just ain’t the case.”

(Fredrick now approached his daughter, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. His embrace was warm  and supporting. As he spoke to her it was in a calm, yet reaffirming tone of voice.)

”Right now you have doubt. I get it, but the storm will pass Nevaeh. You just gotta believe it. I think you should take it. Sort of as a symbol to know what you’re fighting for. What harm could it do?”

(Nevaeh had to think about that. What was the harm? Maybe seeing it could drive her up the wall of not being to do what she really wanted? Or maybe it could keep her going? Nevaeh wasn’t sure of the answer, but she felt sure of was her father was not going to drop this. So Nevaeh tried her best to find a compromise at the moment.)

”...I’ll think about it. That’s all I can give you right now”

(Fredrick, smiling again, rubbed his daughters arm)

”And I’ll accept that, for now. Let’s go to the kitchen ok. Some pie will do us some good.”

(Fredrick now began to lead Nevaeh out of the room. Nevaeh did instinctively look back over her shoulder to the hanging attire on the coat rack. She kept glancing at it till they were out fo the room entirely and headed towards the kitchen.)


(Our scene now transferred to the kitchen where we found Nevaeh, Martha, and Fredrick sitting around the kitchen island. Each had a slice of buttermilk pie in front of them on a plate. Martha was on the phone, while Nevaeh and her father seemed very occupied with finding out how good the pie was. By the way they were eating it they seemed to be in favour, again, of Marge's recipe.

Nevaeh had forgotten just how much she missed this delicious treat. Nevaeh was nearly done with her slice when her mother got off the phone and put it down, smiling as she looked at her husband and Nevaeh)

"That takes care of that. They will have the tables and chairs here at eight in the morning. The caterers will be here at noon. Already put out the word to the staff as well as people we know that were having the BBQ at four. I’ll make some more calls later just to make sure they’re all aware.”

(Nevaeh, while knowing how her mother could always get things done quickly, sat in surprise of what she just heard.)

”Really? You got all that done in thirty minutes? This late at night?”

(Fredrick, finishing a bite of the pie, spoke up)

”You know how your momma operates Nevaeh. She can get things done that other people can’t. Like getting the city council to initiate the health program for the schools here in the county. Should of seen her before all those people, ferocious, was like Roquan Smith chasing down Baker…”Bama got lucky the following week”

(Fredrick grumbled some more, clearly not over the Dawgs defeat in the national championship. Martha meanwhile just had a small smile on her face)

’They were moving very slow on the issue. The kids need to be safe. As for all of this I just called in some favors. Don’t like making things happen on such short notice, but this is a special occasion. They do us this favor, we send some fruit baskets in appreciation.”

(Fredrick nodded his head as the boss had spoken. Nevaeh seemed to accept the answer as well.)

”Some things never change around here it seems. Well we’ll make the best of tomorrow. Wasn’t expecting to have a huge BBQ, but I guess I can indulge like I am with this pie.. Schedule is free so why not.”

(Martha's demeanor changed when she heard that comment from Nevaeh. Her eyes shifted towards Fredrick, who also seemed to catch it, as they stared at one another with a knowing glance. Nevaeh took a bite out of the pie as Martha soon shifted her attention back to Nevaeh as she spoke to her in a calm tone.)

”Is there anything you want to talk about sweetie?”

(Nevaeh was in the middle of chewing as she raised her head up to look at Martha. Seeing the look on her mother’s face made nevaeh wonder why Martha was looking at her like that. Nevaeh turned her head to look at her father and found the same look on Fredrick’s face. As Nevaeh alternated looking at them she tried to figure out what caused all of this. Nevaeh swallowed what she was chewing and addressed it)

”What’s with the looks? Something happen?”

’You tell us. After you talked about indulging on BBQ and pie you said your “schedule is free so why not”. Something bothering you?”

(Nevaeh soon realized she may of let something she didn’t want slip out. She put her fork down on the plate and knew she was gonna have to explain what the comment meant, even if her parents might of had a hunch as it was.)

”...that’s a umm...interesting question to answer. You both know what has been bugging me for the past several months. It hasn’t really changed much from the last time we talked. I’m not as deep down in the hole as I was the suspension first happened. That’s due to my friends giving me support. I’m doing better in dealing with not being able to wrestle...kinda. But it’s still a struggle to keep myself busy. To have my mind stay occupied and not focus on that negative stuff. The ‘schedule” comment is true. I don’t have anything lined up, I have time to eat more freely and not worry about getting in a gym the next day. Truth be told it’s been months since I’ve actually been in one doing a full workout, though I have someone constantly asking me if I want to join her in doing so. Bottom line is I’m suspended, I’m not getting reinstated anytime soon. I’ve...I’m dealing with it as best as I can. It sucks, but..it’s what I let happen. It’s my fault. I just gotta deal with it as best as I can.”

(Nevaeh began to take a downtrodden turn as she now started to fiddle with her fork, slowly messing with the remaining piece of pie on her plate. Fredrick took a deep breath as it seemed something was on his mind. He just stared at the kitchen island for a moment as Martha reached her hand out to grab Nevaeh’s.)

”You know me and your father hope this whole drug test ordeal gets sorted out soon and you are allowed to continue your career. I’m not much of a watcher, but it does seem to make you happy. And by all accounts you’re good at it. You need to keep positive in that regard sweetie. It does please me to hear that you’re dealing with the situation better than you were before. That you got a support system away from us. That’s great. But is there any other issue you’d like to talk to us about? Something that may be troubling you on a more personal level lately?”

(Nevaeh didn't understand what her mother was asking her at first as she raised her head up and stared at Martha.. “Something troubling her on a more personal level lately?”. The only thing that fit that description was….

...Martha was aware of the nature of Nevaeh and Cassie’s relationship. She had come home and told them everything about it once the Silas interview, as well as her own, had aired.. That conversation was a long and hard one for all of them. Nevaeh having to explain the lies and her motives for why she did what she did was tough. Her parents were upset with her, for how could she keep that from them, as well as how could she go about hurting someone like that? There were many tears shed by all three of them that day, but they talked it out and cleared the air on the issue. They had an understanding, which is far from what Nevaeh could say she had with Cassie.

But it still didn't explain why Martha was asking about this right now. Why would she bring it up? Fredrick soon spoke up, his voice very firm as she sported a serious look on his face. Nevaeh could see and hear he meant business...)

’ I’ve told your mother about the comments Cassie has made about you on the programs. Now let me say this first and foremost. You know I adore Cassie. She was a nice young gal, respectful whenever you brought her around here. I thought you had made a really good friend. Granted I didn’t realize how good a friend to you she was, but she was becoming family in that year. However the person I see on the tv here of late, saying those things publicly about you and her...that wasn’t the young woman I remember sitting in this kitchen having dinner with us. There was a different look in her eye and I didn’t appreciate her revealing more details like that on national tv. How she was calling you a coward and telling you to woman up. You have apologized to her publicly already. For her to make those comments were out of line. I didn't appreciate it one bit.”

(As Nevaeh kept looking at her father she could see how admant he was in his remarks. Fredrick truly was supportive of his daughter. He understood what she had done, but Nevaeh was his child and this was a parent feeling hurt. Nevaeh was hurt by cassie’s comments as well, but there was a helplessness as well. Even coming to Atlanta she seemingly couldn’t escape the control Cassie had over her.

Nevaeh’s head srared to elan downward once more as she contemplated all that had been going on. Martha saw all of this. Martha heard Fredrick’s statement, but she had one of her own on the matter.)

”But in her defense this was brought on Cassie.  Cassie did not ask for this grief.  Cassie did not ask to have her name dragged through the mud. This is a casualty of building up so many lies over time. People you care about get hurt Nevaeh, something I’m sure you’re aware of. Which leads us to why you feel the way you do, right? The guilt. You seem to be sporting at the moment.  Why Cassie has decided to make the comments she has..she does have a right to let out her frustrations…”

(Nevaeh didn’t look up. She hard Martha clear as day. This wasn’t Martha trying to make her feel worse, no this was Martha being fair. It’s how she always approached things. Martha wanted her children to always see both sides of the argument. To understand why things were going the way they were.

Nevaeh didn't need to understand it, she already knew it quite well. The guilt was rampant inside Nevaeh. This talk right now only intensified it. Nevaeh kept her head down, not saying a word, but Fredrick soon had some. He looked at his wife with disbelief, his tone matching.)

’She went about insulting and humiliating our daughter on national television Martha. She deserves the right to do that?…”

(Martha, remaining calm, raised a hdn up softly towards Fredrick as Nevaeh kept looking down. This was becoming very uncomfortable for her.)

’I’m not saying I condone it. But you have to look at it from Cassie’s side as well and understand why this is happening. Our daughter is not innocent here.”

(Nevaeh slightly grimaced. She knew she wasn’t, but hearing that from her mother still stung. Marhha quickly turned her attention to nevaeh, gripping her hand tighter)

’It does hurt me to hear these things about you darling. To have your personal issues laid out in front of the world. As your mother I worry about you so much, but she cared for you as well. We saw it for ourselves. We didn’t realize what it was you two had then, but we do understand how deep it was now. You did break that trust. The question now is what do you want to make out of this with her? Because it is clear with how you sit here that it affects you deeply. If you want to know what I think...well...I feel you do owe her that face to face apology.”

(Nevaeh remained looking down, soaking in what Martha just said to her. It was something Nevaeh had been rumbling in her head ever since cassie made the statements of how she wanted her apology. Now her mother is seemingly suggesting she do the same thing. That carried alot of weight. Fredrick, meanwhile, became animated, not believing what he just heard. His voice rose)

”Martha! You can’t be...”

(Martha turned back to look at him, just as animated, but still speaking calmly)

”It’s to make it right Fredrick. To give both of them closure over this issue and who knows maybe Cassie will come to her senses once she has Nevaeh looking her eye to eye and seeing how remorseful she is. Cassie needs it and honestly I think Nevaeh does as well.”

(Nevaeh kept thinking over everything said so far. It was as if Nevaeh was in a deep trance trying to figure out what was the best thing to do. The road seemed to go in one direction. As Nevaeh kept mulling it all over Fredrick began to shake his head)

”That’s for her to decide Martha. And only her. We shouldn’t be telling her what she needs to do, especially for someone else. Nevaeh has apologized already as it is. What else…”

”..Momma’s right…”

(Both Fredrick and Martha turned to look at Nevaeh, who still had her head down. As painful as it was...Nevaeh had to travel that road. She had to give cassie what she wanted, and maybe it would help get this tension between them settled. If this was going to help Cassie, and possibly her, then yes...she’d do this…

Nevaeh raised her head up and looked at her father. He was gonna be hard to convince, truth be told Nevaeh still might of needed some convincing herself. But here she went)

”I do owe her that apology face to face. After everything I...I need to give her that. This deal between me and her is super awkward, for the both of us. I broke our friendship...our...thing. Maybe once I do apologize she will calm down and...maybe we can talk this out. That's what I'd like to happen atleast. But until I apologize to her she won’t give me the time of day….and that hurts alot Daddy."

(Fredrik let out a sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Martha quietly observed everything for now. Nevaeh eyed her father who seemed to be processing all this in his head as quick as he could. He eventually looked at his daughter, in a contemplative manner)

'Are you sure you want to do this Nevaeh? Maybe you should take your time to mull this over and see if it's what feels right. Don't do something you're not totally sure should be done. Don't do something you ain't comfortable doing  for anybody."

(Nevaeh had those feelings before, long ago. This time though she was doing what she felt was right for her.)

'I know Daddy, but it' is something I've been thinking over for some time as it is. You have no idea how much I’ve been thinking this over for. I feel I should do this..and I even know the time to do it."

(Indeed Nevaeh did. It seemed settled now, she was going to apologize to Cassie face to face. That would happen when it did, but right now Nevaeh looked at both her parents and could still feel some tension in the air. She didn’t want that happening, not here.)

'I'm sorry for all this. Please don't be mad at one another. I didn't come home to cause a fight between you two. I didn't. I wanted this to be a good trip, we'd all have fun. I’m sorry for causing all of this"

(Martha soon reached out with her other hand and held Nevaeh’s hands in hers. She shook her head as she spoke to her daughter)

'We will Nevaeh. We're just having a conversation were we see things differently. Nothing wrong with that, but rest assured what we do agree on is wanting the best for you. We want you to be happy again Nevaeh. We want you to have peace of mind. We’ll be fine for tomorrow, we’re gonna have fun. Everything is fine.”

(Nevaeh didn't’ seem fully convinced. She turned her head to her father, wanting to hear his response. Nevaeh could see on his face that he still didn’t like this whole idea. Yet he looked back at her and started to slowly nod his head.)

”You’re a grown woman...if you truly feel this is best..then alright. I just want the best for you Kiddo. I NEED the best for you. I love you and I hope it all works out the way you want.”

(Nevaeh wanted to believe him, she really did, but she could feel he was still unsure. But this had gone on too long as it had. Nevaeh wanted this to stop and thus didn't push her father on it. Martha could feel it as well and spoke up)

’Nevaeh you had a long flight, you have to be tired from it. Why don’t you go on up to your room and get you some rest. We all now have a long day tomorrow. Some sleep will do us all some good.”

(Nevaeh nodded her head, she was feeling tired now, and maybe being alone in her room would allow her to decompress after this talk. But not before one last check...)

”Yeah I am feeling worn out. But are we ok here? There’s no issue…”

(Fredrick was the one cutting her off now as he spoke in a calm manner)

”Everything is fine Nevaeh. Go on and get some rest, we’ll see you in the morning for breakfast and then all you can eat BBQ. We’re gonna have a great time tomorrow, I promise you..”

(Nevaeh felt some relief at this point. She went about nodding her head before getting up and walking over to her father, giving him a big hug. She soon followed suit by walking over to Martha and giving her a hug as well.

Nevaeh now made her way out of the kitchen and headed towards the stairs. Martha watched nevaeh the whole way till she walked up the stairs and out of sight. Martha now turned her attention back to Fredrick, who was staring right back at her. Seeing the look of discomfort on his face, The Matriarch of the Summers family took a breath before speaking)

’They both need it Fredrick. Nevaeh needs it. No matter what the outcome is she needs to atlreast do it so she has peace of mind over the whole situation. You saw how she was. It’s affecting her deeply. If she does it, she atleast gets it off her shoulders.”

Fredrick slowly nodded his head)

’I do see how much Cassie and this whole ordeal is affecting her. It affects us just as much. I want the best for my little girl. I just don’t want her doing something she may regret later on is all. Especially when she’s been trying to make it right. I hope you are right about this Martha. I really do.”

(Martha herself nodded her head, sporting a concerned look on her face)

”..so am I..”

(Both Martha and Fredrick now sat in the kitchen in silence as the scene slowly faded to black)
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Who Are You Wearing?

1:43 pm
Los Angeles, California

(Our scene opens up inside an upscale boutique  Today we find Nevaeh Summers, and her longtime friend Ember Carmichael looking around the shop at various dresses. “Ashes” by Celine Dion was being played over the pa system….damn that song was catchy. It brought back so many reminders of other great Celine songs Nevaeh had heard growing up. Her mother constantly had them playing throughout the house and it was hard for Nevaeh, even in her previous state of mind, to not find them playing in her head. Songs like ‘Where Does My Heart Beat Now”, “Beauty and the Beast”, “If You Asked me To”, “The Power of Love”, “Because You Loved me”, “It’s All Coming Back To Me Now”, “That’s The Way It Is”. Not to mention the elite, once in a lifetime, hall of fame hit. That one goes without saying.

As Nevaeh thought of what a great artist Celine was she found herself looking around the shop and what the store had to offer. They're out and about today at Ember's request. The hall of Fame ceremony is now a little over a month away and Ember wanted to take Nevaeh out to go looking for outfits for the ceremony. Nevaeh being inducted was a big deal and Ember wanted to help her look ravishing for the event. Plus it be a fun girls day for the two. Nevah couldn't pass that up.

Nevaeh did appreciate Ember always wanting to be doing something. If there was ever a living embodiment of “positive emotions” it was Ember Carmichael. The woman never let anyone around here be miserable, though Nevaeh tried many times to buck that trend. That infectious personality did help Nevaeh keep a levelhead at times. Lately Nevaeh had been able to do that. Nevaeh had been feeling..better? It's been a several week process. Ever since going to see her parents over Mother's Day weekend Nevaeh has seen a more positive outlook.

Nevaeh was part of a tense discussion with her parents her first night home. On that night she had found her Mother's words to be profound in regards to how she should approach the issue with Cassie Mason. So much so Nevaeh had decided she will apologize to Cassie face to face..and do it at the Hall of Fame event. Nevaeh figured she'd do it backstage before the event, in the hope that the night and moving forward can be a peaceful ordeal.....that was the hope anyways.

The thought of it did make Nevaeh antsy. She wanted to be able to talk to Cassie face to face and explain things. To just talk without there being attitude or cruel remarks being thrown around. Being called a "coward" and told to "Woman up" still burned in Nevaeh's head after all this time. How could Cassie say that about her?

That was something Nevaeh could never peace together other then Cassie's anger was speaking for her. Nevaeh couldn't argue what she did, al she could ask was for Cassie to not shut her out.

This was the daily mental battle Nevaeh ahd with herself. Other than this she was doing alright for herself. The week at her parents included more talks then the one about Cassie. She had a great Mother's day with Martha, overeating on BBQ and Buttermilk Pie..damn that Pie was good. But the other talks involved what Nevaeh was doing with her time away from the ring. When Nevaeh had no other answer then staying in her place and just lounging that's when her father told her she needed to stop being so damn reclusive. That the only person she was hurting was herself by holing up and not interacting with the world. Fredrick told his daughter that she couldn’t live like that, nobody could. That she made a stake, but that she was allowing the mistake to eat her alive.

Nevaeh explained why she had become that way. The embarrassment with the faked drug test made her not want to talk to very many people. That she was visible..in a sense, but mainly talked to the people she trusted. What else did she need? Nevaeh’s mother, overhearing the talk, chimed in with her thought. That being that until she forgave herself how was she ever gonna move on?

Nevaeh didn't have a response for that. Ember had told her the same thing previously. Steph as well. Strike another tally for Martha Summers. Both her parents really got through to her on that. Nevaeh still had the guilt over what she did and caused, but she was rotting away being stuck in that penthouse all the time. Maybe trying to be social would work. Or atleast try to be
Which is why Nevaeh has been much more “vocal” as of late. Nevaeh wasn’t a Chatty Cathy by any means, but she’s trying not to be the downer she had been for the previous months. Nevaeh allowed herself to stay in that space Silas had kept her in for years. That couldn't be the case anymore, not if she really wanted to move on. Everyone else was trying to drag her out of it, but she remained there. Not ready to come out, not till now.

It’s another reason why Nevaeh finally caved in and started getting back into the gym with Ember. To say the Good Doctor was elated with the news would not describe the full impact. Nevaeh wasn’t looking forward to the workout, especially the one sh esaw fit for herself, but having Ember there did make it more fun. The workouts with Silas were nothing close to resembling a good time, but he ain’t here anymore. Now Nevaeh was able to do things her way, at her pace, and with who she wanted. Having Ember there helped get through the grind and her body, while sore at first, did start feeling better.

There was also the thought her father kept putting in her head. The one where he felt convinced that Nevaeh could be reinstated soon. And that if she was she needed to make sure she was ready to go at a moment's notice physically. Nevaeh had been doing exercises to try and stay fit, most notably her chain routine, which was a constant in her life everyday. She didn’t think she was gonna be welcomed back anytime soon. There was nothing to suggest that other than being allowed to go into the hall of fame. But her father did have a point in that she needed to be in shape in case the day ever did come. For her own benefit. Nevaeh expressed that to Ember when they were on their way to the gym. Nevaeh told Ember much about her trip to her parent’s house..except for the tidbit about Cassie. That would be said when Nevaeh felt it was right.

Instead Nevaeh told Ember of the BBQ, the talks, the work her mother did for the community, which intrigued Ember. When Nevaeh spoke to her mother about Ember, Martha found herself intrigued as her. Telling Ember that had the Good Doctor offering her services. Little did Ember know that Martha had already asked if Ember was available for any speaking engagements. Nevaeh wasn’t surprised by this development...Ember and Matha just...liked helping people. Right now though that was on the backburner. Nevaeh had a goal

Nevaeh was gonna get back to that grind, she was really trying to turn things around now. She was feeling better. She..was almost, kinda, sorta, happy. Now all she needed to do was figure out what to do for the actual hall of fame itself. Nevaeh still had her feelings regarding the event. Excited to be there, but she still wasn’t sold yet that she deserved to be there. That she deserved the honor. That feeling was still very much strong inside of her.

The speech Nevaeh was working on..well that still was a blank doc on her laptop. Not for lack of trying. Nevaeh has gotten on her laptop, fired it up, opened the doc tried numerous times over the past few weeks to start working on it. But Nevaeh would either start typing something out and not feel it worked for what she wanted to say...or just stared at it. Nevaeh kept trying to motivate herself to write this speech, but nothing would come. Why was that?

And then there was today. Nevaeh did enjoy being out with Ember, she bought her an Iced Coffee, and these dresses were beautiful, but Nevaeh still didn't feel right about them. Something just didn't seem to fit. As they toured around the store Ember seemed to have a far different attitude then Nevaeh.

Ember was checking out almost everything, from short ones to long gowns. Sleeved to sleeveless and even strapless. Ember loved fashion, and while she wasn’t a guru like Ivy, the good doctor had years as a model behind her (and even took the odd job to this day) so she knew what looked good on her. Ember finally turned back as her fingers massaged the material of a silver gown._

”So..have you considered what color or style you’d want for this?

(Nevaeh looked at the gown Ember was standing next to. It was a beautiful outfit. Immaculate. Any woman would love to wear this for a night out. But Nevaeh looked at it with an unsure expression on her face.)

’It’s nice, really nice. But I’m not feeling that one. Just..I don’t know it’s not calling to me.”

Ember gave her a look and smiled a little as she practically skipped to the next one. This was a royal blue, very regal and low cut.

”Do you wanna look like a princess, a movie star? Do you wanna show off those curves or be more modest? Work with me girl!”

(Ember was in a joyous mood, her attitude beaming throughout the shop. It would make anyone want to play dress up and try on everything in eyesight. But Nevaeh now walked over and saw the gown. Nevaeh again shrugged her shoulders and started shaking her head)

’I just don’t see myself in this one either. I don’t know what I really want to look like right now. These outfits are nice, but I….I just don’t feel like I see anything that I should wear. Certainly not something that lowcut. Not trying to be the center of attention”

(Ember put her hands on her hips and raised a brow, staring at Nev like she had spinach in her teeth. Nevaeh noticed the glance and put a hand to her mouth)

’What? Do I have spinach in my teeth again?

”Nevaeh Alicia Summers. You are being inducted into the FFW Hall of Fame. You are one of the few chosen, a spotlight on you. You don’t wanna be the center of attention? Girl you already are! Own it!

(Ember made sense with her comment. Nevaeh realized how she was sonding, but inside she couldn’t shake the feeling. It was a strong one)

”Yeah, yeah I guess I am, but it’s not just me ya know. I others going in with me. One of them being someone I constantly tried to keep out of the spotlight for a time. I’ve told you this before I’m thrilled to be going in. I am, but knowing I have to go in with Leona now...that makes things abit awkward. No Leona hasn’t said anything about it, but I just feel this nervousness in me Em. Like what happens when we’re both there and see one another. What if she gets angry and goes onstage and just blasts me? And then there’s one more person going in I believe? Who knows who that could be. Maybe it might be another person who hates my guts? Who knows.”

”If she does that then she’ll be known as the one person who was gifted this illustrious membership and wasted her time trying to make someone else look bad. Knowing full well that you deserve this spot as much as she does.  Nev, this is gonna sound bad but sometimes people just won’t like you. You can’t run your life trying to be friends with everyone and worrying about what has happened. If she comes up to you, be honest. Congratulate her, tell her how much she’s earned it. And if she says anything you say a lot has changed since back then. And if she STILL wants to hold a grudge, so be it. From what I’ve learned, wrestlers are sometimes very forgiving. Other times very petty. You gotta just be you, worry about you. Love you. Everyone else will come around.”

(There went Ember hitting Nevaeh right in the face with logic and truth once more. The Good Doctor had a valid point. Nevaeh was aware that not everyone was universally liked. It wasn’t like Nevaeh suddenly wanted to be friends with everyone. She did still holds grudges or have issues with certain people. Nevaeh wasn’t looking to be bestfriends with Leona, but have her know that she regretted what she did with her leg and the car door.

But aside from that there was another issue about the hall of fame Nevaeh was dealing with)

’You’re right Giraffe, I know you’re right. You’re always right. I just need to face this head on and deal with whatever happens…..yeah….yeah I need to do that at the hall of fame”

(Nevaeh meant it in more ways than one..)

”Show up. Show respect, be honest. That will do more for you than hiding from attention ever will. Besides if Leona hasn’t bashed the likes of Mika Demidov already, I really doubt she’ll take time out of being grateful just to try and spurn you. Let’s be rational here.”

(Ember added a light chuckle at the end of her statement, hoping it help lighten the mood. Nevaeh heard what she said once more and it stung a tad when she heard Ember say “hiding”. Yet..that was what Nevaeh had been doing previously, and if she was honest with herself it’s what she was feeling like doing for the hall of fame.)

’It’s just the nerves I guess. Having to stand before all of those people, my peers..the people I caused alot of shit for the past several years. I think about that and things just start going through my head that I’m not certain about…”

(Nevaeh didn’t finish that statement, leaving what “things” she was referring to hanging in the air. Ember picked up on it immediately)

”What things, Nev? What kind of stuff is going through your head even after all of this?”

(Nevaeh looked downward for a moment, twiddling her thumbs as she spoke. She had something racing in her mind that she wanted answered. But would Ember give her the answer she was seeking? Did Nevaeh even know what she was seeking? But as she stood there she could feel Ember gazing down on her. Nevaeh brought them here...time to get it out)

”I need to ask you something. Something that...that I’ve been trying to figure out for awhile. I need you to be honest with me. You’re always honest and I don’t want you to say anything that isn't true. Don’t hold back because you think it hurt my feelings. Ok? Promise me you’re gonna give me an honest answer”

”I promise, Nev. I always give an honest answer.”

(Nevaeh looked up at the tall, slender blonde, her best friend of over three years. There was no one more honest then Ember Carmichael. Thus why Nevaeh felt she needed to ask this question to her. Nevaeh needed to hear a response to the question she had been asking since she got the nomination…)

”Do you think I deserve to be going into the hall of fame?”

(Ember let out a little sigh and a comforting smile as she placed a hand on her friend’s shoulder. Ember leaned in just a little, making sure Nev got perfect eye contact, she wanted to make sure these words sunk in.)

”You are being inducted because you are an amazing wrestler. Not because of Silas. Not because of your past misdeeds, not because of any of that. Because between those ropes you are CHAMPION material. You are incredible. And you are being honored for that. Pardon my language but stop giving a shit about that garbage. Not where this night is concerned. This is about achievements, and about being noticed for your hard work. Just like Leona and anyone else inducted, you earned this. Everything else, Silas, all that crap, that’s to be handled off stage.”

(Ember once more made sense. She was deadly serious as well with what she was saying. Ember cursing is a very rare instance and for her to do it meant she truly felt what she was saying. Nevaeh appreciated her words, but she still had a gnawing feeling inside her)

”But you have to understand. As much as I do not want to think of him, trust me I do not...I’m linked with him. All of this is linked with him. All the accolades, the titles, everything has his fingerprints on it Ember. He’s gonna be hanging over this. It’s one of the reasons as to why I want to get back in the ring so much. I want to show the world that it wasn’t just him. That I was the talent behind it all. But…”

(Nevaeh paused momentarily, catching herself. This was tough to say for her..but she did eventually say it out loud...)

”..but there questions about what I’ve done and if he was the reason. Was he the reason I won the FFW title in the first place? Would I of ever beaten Caroline if he didn’t push things as far as he did that night? I don’t want to think about him, about if he’s the reason I got where I did, but he’s is still annoying me after all this time. Not till I get the chance to prove it will the questions go away. That’s why I feel the way I do. Did I do enough to deserve this. What I did...does that make me a hall of famer?”

(Ember gave an honest shrug.)

”You did some terrible things thanks to that jerk, it’s true. But your career isn’t defined by those unless you choose it is. You won plenty on just your skill and talent alone and you cannot deny that. Someone, or several someones believe that you deserve this spot and who are we to say otherwise? Nev you earned this, don’t try and think otherwise just because douche-face was involved in some. He’s not here anymore and he’s not named on this. The only name I read when you’re mentioned is yours.”

(It was Nevaeh now shrugging her shoulders, even letting out a small chuckle)

”I’m trying to accept the honor Ember, I really am. On one hand I’m thrilled about it, but on the other I got this stuff racing through my head.  It’s just difficult for me. I mean shit I’ve been trying to work on a speech since I got the news. You know how much I’ve got written down? Zero. I open up a word doc every few days and try and write something but nothing comes out. Or I do write something and then delete it all because it doesn’t feel right to me. I just can’t find the words to address how I feel. I guess you understand why now, but I just can’t get it. I’m nervous as it is having to stand in front of all those people and speak and right now I got nothing. Hopefully it all comes to me one day cause right now I don’t know what I’m gonna do when I get there.”

”Have you considered saying that? The truth, the honest truth is a wonderful and freeing thing. I’m not going to tell you what to say or what to wear, all I’m gonna say is you should do what feels right to you.”

(It was as if those words hit Nevaeh right in the face. She processed them and found herself running them over and over. It helped bring her back down to a normal state of mind, for now anyways.)

”Maybe I will. Thanks Em. I know dealing with blabbermouth Nevaeh isn’t the easiest thing in the world to deal with. I don’t know how one becomes a saint but I will vouch for it when the time comes.”

”Nev,  hon...I’m always gonna be here to help ok. Thick and thin, night and day, blabbermouth or otherwise. It’s what friends do.”

(Ember gave Nevaeh a warm smile, which helped Nevaeh pep up some more. Ember was a great friend and she was constantly helping Nevaeh face up to her problems. But there was one Nevaeh had already decided to face up to. Nevaeh felt she should let Ember know it.)

”I know you will you tall glass of water you. That’s why I love you. And because of that I’m letting you know that I did decide to face up to a problem. No matter what I’m gonna do this.”

”What are you gonna do, Nev?”

(Nevaeh took a moment before telling Ember what she was referring to. Mainly cause she wasn’t sure how Ember was going to take it.)

’I’ve decided that come the hall of fame weekend I’m going to apologize to Cassie face to face.”

(Ember was at a loss for words for the moment. Considering Nev’s attitude at late she did not anticipate such a move by her. Brave was an understatement, then again it wasn’t stupid. Big event, if Cassandra caused a scene it would look bad on her.)

”You sure about this?”

(Nevaeh slowly nodded her head..she was fairly sure about this…)

’Yeah, I’m sure. I umm talked with my parents about alot of things. But one big one was about Cassie. She can feel the way she wants about me. She’s angry with me, I get it. But I do need to apologize to her face to face. I owe ehr that. I’m not doing it because she called me a coward or told me to woman up. I’m doing it because it’s the right thing to do. And...maybe me telling her face to face will help ease things between us. That’s the wishful thinking notion on my part. But yeah that’s something I know for sure I want to do...let’s hope it goes well.”

”Maybe it will. Maybe it won’t. But at least you can have some closure, right?”

(Nevaeh nodded her head)

’Yeah, or maybe try and salvage a friendship. Guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”

(Nevaeh spoke with a mix of somberness and seriousness with that last statement. She really was hoping to salvage things between her and Cassie, but she wasn’t sure how that apology was gonna go. Ember gave a nod at that and rubbed Nev’s shoulder with a smile.)

”But that will come in time. For now we need to find you an eye-popping dress now don’t we.”

(Nevaeh looked back around the building and the outfits were magnificent, but she was still feeling the same way towards them)

’They’re nice Ember, but I’m just not feeling all this right now. Don’t want to deal with trying on different things. Can we do this another time? I’m up for doing anything else with ya, but just not this. Is that cool?’

”We got time Nev, that’s fair. Maybe we could grab drinks or if you wanna try an clear your head there’s always the gym, or yoga?”

(Nevaeh looked at Ember with a raised eyebrow)

”The gym? I can’t believe that actually sounds great right now. Who woulda thought right? If you want to go get a workout in I’m good with it…..this must be like Christmas in June for you huh?”

[i[Nevaeh now flashed a playful smile, one that was met by one from Ember in return.)[/i]

”Something like that. Heck, maybe you can show me a few moves. Could always use a little help with self defence, and it’s fun to see the inner workings of your business. Or y’know, just run till our legs are noodles.”

(Nevaeh found Ember’s pitch a strange one.)

”Teach you some moves? Ember wrestling isn’t easy. The holds and moves are dangerous, especially for someone who isn’t properly trained. I could show you basic things, but nothing risky.”

”Simple stuff, like an armbar or whatever. Could help, who knows. Might even be fun. I promise to be a good student, Ms. Summers.”

(Nevaeh immediately held up a hand. She was also still trying to figure out where this desire for self defence came from)

’Easy there on the “Ms. Summers” stuff, alright? You sure you really want to know about this stuff? It’s not easy to pick up, it can hurt too. Are you positive you want to pick these little things up? Why do you want to learn self defence anyways all of a sudden? Ain’t nobody gonna mess with you, you’ll just stomp on’em”

(Nevaeh could help herself with the playful jab. Ember seemed amused as she responded)

”Better safe than sorry, right? Besides it’s neat to get a glimpse into the minds of wrestlers outside of...well...troubles. To see what it’s like, if that makes sense.”

(It was sound logic, so sound Nevaeh couldn’t really argue it. She looked at Ember, who looked to be pleading with her.)

’Ok, if we do this we do it my way. I’m going to show you basic things that you can use to protect yourself. Nothing flashy or crazy. No moonsaults or splashes or anything like that. Just basic, fundamental stuff. That cool?”

(Ember grinned from ear to ear like a giddy child.)

”Yaay! Yeah absolutely, let’s be honest I’m not the most coordinated at the best of times. Whatever you say Ms...I mean Coach.”

(Nevaeh now seemed intrigued..)

”Coach”..could get me a whistle now..hmmm...alright let’s go get ready for the gym. Let’s go have...fun”

(Ember and Nevaeh now both started to head for the exit. Both seem pleased, till Ember spoke up..)

”Oh by the way, has your mom gotten back to you about those speaking arrangements?”

(Nevaeh responded quickly as they kept walking towards the exit)

”...you’re asking me about this again? I told you like an hour ago she hadn’t”

”What can I say, you’ve peaked my interest. And you know what happens when I get curious. C’mon, we can talk about it at the gym.”


(Both women now made their way out of the store as the scene faded to black)
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« Reply #6 on: June 24, 2018, 02:56:14 pm »

The Unexpected

Los Angeles, California
9: 22 am

(Our scene opens up in the lobby of the Four Seasons hotel Nevaeh Summers has been residing in for the past several months. As we observe the lobby we find many people coming to and from the elevators. Some are sporting suits and briefcases, seemingly on their way to conduct business. There also seem to be families, dressed casually as if they are on vacation.

And then there’s the subject of our documentation, Nevaeh Summers herself, who is dressed in a tracksuit, her hair pulled into a ponytail through a Steph Stefano  poisoned apple baseball cap and sunglasses. A gym bag laying on the floor next to her as she had her earbuds in listing to “Hard” by Rihanna. The song actually had significance to Nevaeh as it was always the song she listened to first when getting ready to workout. As if she was getting herself locked in on what needed to get done. Plus she just loved the message of the song itself.

While slowly nodding her head along to the song Nevaeh is trying to look inconspicuous as she sits in the chair and just observes people for a moment. Nevaeh is down in the lobby awaiting the Uber she called to take her to the gym. With Steph dealing with wrestling issues and Ember handling other things it’s a solo deal for Nevaeh this time. Which means without either of them to pick her up she needs a ride to the venue. The gym in the hotel is fine, but to get what she wants she’s traveling to another part of the city to use the machines she prefers. Since getting back into working out Nevaeh has really gotten into it. She is constantly asking Ember now is she wants to go. Her body is feeling great. Nevaeh is still doing her wrestling routine everyday, though actually being in a ring is far different, but overall she is feeling productive again.

Another funny thing happened when getting back into a gym workout, and going with Ember and teaching her small things in self defense. Nevaeh found herself enjoying watching wrestling again. When she first got suspended it was hard for Nevaeh to just sit and watch, but now she’s actually been able to sit and watch a show. Observe what is going on in the ring. Try and figure out what each wrestler plans on doing, as if she was getting ready for a match herself. That isn’t happening anytime soon, but Nevaeh can still imagine. There’s even been moments she’s allowed herself to think of what she would do if she were able to get back in the ring. How would she attack, how would she strategize. Maybe even come up with a new move or two.

Again it was all dreaming, but it helped Nevaeh get rid of the issues she has to deal with mentally at times and there are many. There is the constant struggle of trying to put together her speech for her hall of fame induction for instance. An event that just keeps getting stressful by the day it seems. It was bad enough Nevaeh still had no progress on said speech. Try as she might that thing still wasn’t getting done nor anywhere close to it. Nevaeh has tried to take to heart what Ember suggested awhile back of speaking from the heart. Ember words usually help, but Nevaeh just can’t get into gear yet. Nevaeh wanted the speech to really express what and how she’s feeling. This was important to her.

Add on she still hasn’t found an outfit for the event. Nevaeh had nothing to say and nothing to wear. When this first started she kept telling herself she could put this off because “she had time”. But now the event was just alittle over a month away and she had nothing. Nothing but stress building up for Nevaeh. As much as she wanted to feel she had things under control as far as Unstoppable weekend went there was nothing she had a grasp on.

Then came Velocity this past Thursday. Being dogged comes with the territory of being a wrestler. Nevaeh knows that, and while she is suspended, Nevaeh has tried not to ruffle any feathers or start anything with anyone else. There was no point. She couldn't fight them. her words would just be words with no action. So Nevaeh has just tried not to cause a problem. Yet there was Samantha Star, in front of the world, telling everybody that Jo MacFarlane would be the centerpiece of the Hall of fame ceremony. Nevaeh wasn't gonna be upset with that. Wiht how close they were it figured that Jo would be getting attention. Nevaeh was just happy to be there and to be honored. But when Samantha called her a "substance abuser"...that really hit a nerve with Nevaeh. She responded respectfully to Samantha, letting her know that wasn't the case. There was a part of her that wanted to be more stern, but that wasn't gonna help Nevaeh any. As much as she hated it Samantha did hold her future in her hands. It wouldn't be smart of her, wanting to get back on the active roster, to badmouth the owner...even if said owner was out of control.

Nevaeh just wanted to get it across that she was not some drug user and abuser. That wasn't her. She simply made a mistake and that was it. But of course the blood was in the water and Alysson Gardner was all too happy to jump on it. Again Nevaeh wanted to curse her out something fierce, not like Nevaeh had forgotten Global Wars and what lead up to it,...but it wouldn't help her. She'd just be talking and not doing anything to shut Alysson up.

Stress was reaching a boiling point for Nevaeh. All these things coming at her all at once.

But nothing matched the stress that she felt when it came to the issue with Cassie Mason. It was bad enough when there was an ice wall between them, put up by Cassie. But a week or so ago Cassie tore down the wall and Nevaeh in the process. A simple reminder of her hall of fame induction caused Cassie to begin to tweet about demanding Nevaeh apologize to her face to face at the hall of fame.

When Nevaeh first saw the statements she felt wounded. Cassie had a coldness to her tweets. Like she was simply talking to somebody she didn't have a care for. The youngest Mason was demanding an apology and demanding when it would be. Feeling Nevaeh didn't deserve to have her hall of fame moment without “atoning for your sins”. The exchange Nevaeh and Cassie had was uncomfortable for Nevaeh. 

Cassie, or “Cassandra” as she wanted Nevaeh to refer to her by, wasn’t willing to hear Nevaeh out in any form. Cassie didn’t even begin to realize how awful Nevaeh felt about what she did. She never allowed Nevaeh to properly do so. Nevaeh respected Cassie’s wish of not speaking to her, even though Nevaeh did want try and repair the damage she had done between them. But cassie simply took that as Nevaeh not “womaning up” and doing what was right. Above anything else that was what ate at Nevaeh. She was responsible for all of this. She knew that and accepted it. But she wasn’t keeping anything from Cassie due to being a coward. Not anymore atleast.

That was the only thing that irked Nevaeh. Cassie had the right to be upset, to be angry. Nevaeh wasn’t gonna argue that. It was something she had to deal with and try and fix. But to have Cassie constantly talk about her being a coward, “woman up”. That just cut Nevaeh so deep, especially how Cassie said it as such a fact. Nevaeh didn't realize all that would follow. How Cassie would have such a cruel attitude, even as Nevaeh tried to reason with her it just didn't seem to get through to Cassie. But there had to be away to get through to Cassie, to get her to be reasonable. Atleast Nevaeh hoped so. Unstoppable weekend was going to be a big one and the stress was high even as she sat here in this hotel lobby.

Since that moment with Cassie,  Nevaeh has done her best to stay busy. With getting back into a gym routine Nevaeh has her outlet now. Some would say too much. Nevaeh ahs been going to the gym five times a week now.  When Silas was in control Nevaeh dreaded seeing any sort of gym equipment. But she has seemed to get back into enjoying the experience again. It’s as if she sees why Ember spends so much time in it. It can be fun. Nevaeh does push herself very hard at times, but it helps her feel better. Let’s her escape. It’s a better alternative then staying up in that penthouse all the time.

It’s also why Nevaeh started getting agitated as to why her ride wasn’t here already. Since leaving Silas’s clutches Nevaeh has not gone about finding a home nor a vehicle of her own. Why buy such expensive things when you’re crammed up in a hotel penthouse? But there is another reason as to why Nevaeh has refrained from driving. Nevaeh has refused to get behind the wheel of a vehicle ever since nearly getting into an accident while driving high in July of last year. Nevaeh had a frightening 2017, but that was something that shook her to her core. Seeing that 18 wheeler nearly colliding with her. Nevaeh made a stupid mistake that night, another she has gone about learning from.

And thus Nevaeh calls on Uber to get her places when her friends are unavailable. It also means she has to wait out till they arrive. It’s a mostly decent experience. They show up, Nevaeh tells them where to go, simple and easy for the most part. But this has been by far the longest she has ever had to wait on one. So much so she was about to look into canceling all together and finding another one. This “Fanny Foxworth” she was waiting on really seemed to be lacking in professionalism. Her rating wasn’t the highest and Nevaeh was beginning to understand why.

Nevaeh had never used this driver before, she didn’t really have a set driver for this. She just usually went about getting the closest person in her area to take her somewhere and be done with it. Yes Nevaeh would give the rating a glance, the car they drove, but for the most part she just wanted to get where she was going as quick as possible. She thought Fanny, being only two miles out, would be here quick, but that was far from the case. Nevaeh hadn’t even gotten a text from her other then confirming she’d be here.

Having had enough of this wait Nevaeh opened up the Uber app on her phone and was getting ready to cancel the deal, that was till she got a message from Fanny, now telling her that she was outside the building. A mix of relief and annoyance filled Nevaeh. Atleast she was finally here. Just get to the gym and you’ll be alright Nevaeh told herself.

Nevaeh now grabbed her bag and got to her feet, making her way to the building's entrance and out into the street. As she passed through the doors she looked forward and saw nothing, Nevaeh was looking for a Nissan Altima, that’s what this Fanny had listed as her vehicle. She turned to the left and again nothing. As she started to wonder where her diver was Nevaeh turned to right and saw a woman, looking to be in her mid 40’s,  there holding up a notebook with the words “Nevaeh Summers” written on it. Nevaeh just stared in her direction as she saw the woman standing next to a Prius.

Nevaeh just stared in the woman’s direction, as the woman kept looking around. Wanting to get verification of is this was really happening Nevaeh now approached the woman. The woman saw her coming, and looked to be getting defensive. Nevaeh herself was cautious as she spoke up. Nevaeh took off her sunglasses, pining them in the woman’s direction as she spoke)

’Are you my Uber ride? Fanny Foxworth?”

(Fanny’s face light up like a Christmas tree as she saw who was standing there)

”Hey whoa! Really? When I saw the name “Nevaeh Summers” I was like the wrestler? No way it could be, but then I was like “well how many other chicks walking this rock can be named “Nevaeh Summers”. But hey it’s really you? That’s cool! Yeah I’m Fanny and I will be your driver!”

(Fanny now stuck out here hand for a shake. Nev reluctantly did so while now looking at the Prius. Nevaeh gestured to it as she looked back at Fanny, seeming unsure of this whole situation.)

’I thought you had an Altima?”

(Fanny now looked at her car then back at Nevaeh with slap of the head)

Oh yeah about that. Altima is in the shop, so having to borrow my Mother’s car. Just forgot to update that in the bio. She runs well though and gets the job done. It’ll be alright, I promise.”

(Fanny flashed a big smile while Nevaeh assessed the situation. This whole ordeal was giving her doubts as to whether she really wanted to go through with this. But did she really want to have to wait on another ride as well. Nevaeh looked back at fany, who was awkwardly smiling at her now. Letting out a small sigh Nevaeh began to nod her head)

’Very well. You know how to get to the gym I asked for yes?”

(Fanny waved her hand nonchalantly at Nevaeh)

”Oh of course I do. It’s gonna be the easiest, smoothest trip of your life Nevaeh. You’re in good hands with Fanny Foxworth.”

(Nevaeh forced a smile onto her face as Fanny now went about opening the backdoor for her. Nevaeh slowly made her way to the vehicle and made an apprehensive mood inside. It looked clean. That was a positive. Nevaeh was getting herself comfortable when she was startled by how hard Fanny shut the door. Nevaeh tensed up as she now stared out the window as Fanny made her way around the vehicle and into the driver’s seat. Fanny now got the car started and pulled into the street, beginning the journey.

The ride began peacefully enough. Nevaeh looked at hr phone as Fanny managed the vehicle, though we could see Fanny looking into the rear view mirror at her client. She seemed giddy about it, eventually expressing it verbally)

”Can I just say how cool it is that I got Nevaeh Summers in my car right now? Cause it’s pretty cool. Umm if you don’t mind me asking how is the whole..umm...well you know…the whole can’t wrestle cause the company doesn’t want me to cause of a huge mistake I made, but I feel bad for it deal?”

(Nevaeh looked up from her phone at Fanny, astonished as she had to admit she never heard a suspension described like that before. As for answering it she didn’t really feel like going into detail, it was a private matter after all. Nevaeh remained cordial as she gave a basic answer)

’Overall it sucks, but nobody to blame but me. I’m working through it and hopefully I get to step back into the ring again. Take it you’re a wrestling fan?”

(Fanny nodded her head as she alternated her glare from the road and the rear view mirror)

”You could say that. Been watching since I was a kid. Me and my mom have really. We’ve come across different promotions and whatnot. FFW is pretty good stuff. Badass women doing badass things.”

(Fanny now showed a hint of apprehension on her face as she paused. Nevaeh could sense something was up with her, but wasn’t sure what it could be. Fanny looked at the road then back in the rear view mirror before speaking back up)

’Umm I don’t want you to take this the wrong way, but umm...ya know...I kinda rooted against you during your time there. You were umm...how do you say it...a rude ass? But I thought it was great when you beat the Cowboy’s ass. I was there live actually. Like it was awesome. Then all that stuff came out and it kinda made sense why you did some of the things you did. But yeah wasn’t a fan of yours,like at all, but hey it’s still really cool to meet you and be driving you around. And yeah I’m sure that sucks you can’t wrestle.”Gotta stay ready though right? Never know when the call is gonna come. That’s why you’re going to the gym? It’s kinda like an Uber driver, gotta stay sharp and focused. This and wrestling are practically the same thing.”

(Nevaeh again was left trying to figure out how to respond to that of that. There was no denying she had been a “rude ass” in her time in FFW. That was the truth, but to have a stranger flat out tell her this and in such a casual manner threw Nevaeh off. It also somewhat made Nevaeh start to feel she knew why Fanny’s rating might of been where it was. This conversation was awkward to say the least for her, but Nevaeh again went about answering, trying to be cordial as she could be. Just get to the gym is all she kept telling herself.)

’Well..I’m um...I’ve never been an Uber driver so can’t really say. But I’m sure being a driver has its own difficult tasks. And umm...yeah I..I wasn’t real pleasant to be around in my time there. I didn’t have my head on right. But taking this time to try and figure things out. Do things differently if I get to go back.”

”Well that’s good to know.”

(And that was as far as Fanny’s response with, which was fine with Nevaeh. She wasn’t look to really chat. Just get to the gym and workout was the goal. Maybe now would be the time she got it, that’s what she thought till fanny spoke up)

”So seeing anybody? Any lucky guy in your life...or woman? You have remarked that you are into women right? I mean when the Cowboy went out and spilled the beans and then the really angry young lady talked about your past…. she really trashed you. Like she just seems angry. Like really, really, I wish you’d fall off a cliff into a black hole type angry at you. Just seems..messy”

(Nevaeh was stunned that this woman just had the gall to ask her those questions. She wasn’t about to answer any of this, especially anything related to cassie with a complete stranger. Nevaeh was now starting to get very uncomfortable with this ride, her demeanor showing as much as she spoke in a firm tone)

”That’s a very personal question you’re asking. Aside from what has been said I’m not really looking to discuss my personal life and I don’t appreciate the questions asked. Didn’t realize Taxicab Confessions had been renewed.”

(This actually brought out a look of fright from Fanny, She held up a hand as she looked at Nevaeh in the rear view mirror)

”Meant no disrespect by it. I mean it’s 2018, you do you girl. Just trying to get to know you some is all. I like to try and connect with my clients, passengers, whatever you feel yourself to be. Don’t just want this to be robotic and cold. That’s boring. Nobody likes boring, right?”

(“Why doesn’t she ever stop talking” was what Nevaeh wondered to herself. She tried her best to remain calm during this. Though part of ehr did want to take her chances of jumping out this moving vehicle. Nevaeh took a breath and answered her.)

”Boring isn’t bad sometimes Ms. Foxworth. Let’s just get to the gym shall we? That would really help make this all better, for the both of us. Let’s accomplish our goal, yeah?”

(As Nevaeh wrapped up her statement the air between her and Fanny became silent once more. Nevaeh really wasn’t looking to have anymore of a conversation. She hoped that fanny would finally get the what she was hinting at. She just wanted to get to the gym and get her workout in. Nevaeh figured it was time to put her earbuds back in and block everything out.

Fanny though seemed to be trying to figure out her next approach. As she saw nevaeh going for the earbuds she started speaking up)

’Say you have that hall of fame thing to do right? Now I’m sure you get this alot, but you’re a very striking woman. I’m sure you’re gonna look lovely when you’re out there giving your speech…”

(Nevaeh was about to respond, trying cordially to avoid talking about that subject. Nevaeh didn’t want to express her thoughts about that matter either with someone she didn't even know. Nevaeh planned on thanking her for the compliment and changing the subject, but she never got the chance as Fanny spoke back up..)

”BUT, I think I got something that will really have everybody unable to take their eyes off of you. That will just leave everybody in awe.”

(Nevaeh was left momentarily speechless. She could tell Fanny was serious about this. Nevaeh was almost curious as to what Fanny was referring to. The rest of her was trying not to scream.)

’You do?”

(Fanny nodded her head as she now reached over to the passenger seat. She then raised her arm as we now saw a bottle in her hand.)

”This is some wonderful skin creme I’m selling. It will help revitalize your skin while also giving you a nice looking glow. And the best part? It’s only twenty bucks. Can you believe it?”

(Fanny was sporting a big smile while Nevaeh just seemed puzzle. Was this real life right now? Was she actually being solicited to buy this product in the middle of her Uber ride? Who and what was this woman about right now?)

”You’re trying to sell me health care products right now? Why? How? That...”

(Fanny once again cut her off, still seeming chipper as can be)

”Well to go along with being a fine Uber driver if I say so myself, I also happen to be an Avon saleswoman. A very respected one might I add. You look like a woman who likes to take care of and pamper herself. I figured why not suggest something that can help maintain that beauty as well as get you ready for that big night. Not that you need it, but always staying ahead of the curve never hurt did it?”

(Nevaeh just remained silent. An AVON saleswoman slash Ubr driver was trying to double dip in business right now. As they approached a red light the thought of just getting out did pop into Nevaeh’s head. This was getting to be abit too much for her. As nevaeh contemplated it a Mustang now pulled up next to them at the light. The driver was a young male, looking to be in his 20’s. Quite handsome. Fanny looked over and did a double take. She stared at the man for several seconds before actually speaking to him, Nevaeh, hearing this shifted her pupils towards the corner of her eye socket. Was fanny actually about to speak to a stranger while she was in the middle of work? With her in the backseat?)

’Hey I just had this weird feeling. I think I just saw your future. You want to know what it is?”

(The young man, unsure of what Fanny was referring to, seemed hesitant to even respond.)

Young Man:. Wh-what’s that?"

(Fanny seemed fixated on the man as she answered)

”I see you being Mr. Fanny Foxworth”

(Fanny followed that up with a smirk and a wink as she kept glaring at the young man. The light turned green as the young man now peeled out. Fanny was left smirking and resuming the ride as Nevaeh rolled her eyes and was beginning to regret her mistake of ever getting in this car. Nevaeh was still trying to figure out what it was she has gotten sucked into. She just wanted a ride to the gym and now here she was dealing with a driver, who was late to begin with, has asked her some inquisitive questions, and is now trying to hock this product to her. Nevaeh was ready to cut this short as they remained at the red light.)

”Ms. Foxworth this ride has been quite the journey, but I think…”

(Fanny cut Nevaeh off abruptly)

’But as I was saying there is nothing wrong with being a trendsetter am I right?. How about we negotiate here huh? How about I let you have this bottle here as a free sample. In return when you like it, and you will trust me, you possibly give an endorsement to ol’ Fanny and her reps? It’s a win-win and...WHOA!”

(Fanny was fully focused on trying to secure a deal till she looked up in the rear view mirror and saw the car behind them at the light. It was honking it’s horn repeatedly now as the light had turned green while Fanny was trying to pitch this product to Nevaeh. Nevaeh had looked over her shoulder to look at the car when Fanny abruptly went about turning into the next lane. Nevaeh was wide eyed, her heart was racing as she was surprised by the action. She had called an Uber to try and avoid such a situation as this. The car behind them was now picking up speed next to them. Nevaeh was going about regaining her bearings as Fanny kept looking next to her, seemingly grinding her teeth. This whole deal had gone on too long in Nevaeh’s eyes. It was time to end it, but before she could Fanny rolled down her window and started yelling at the car next to them.

”What an asshat! Hold on one second."

(Before Nevaeh could even protest Fanny started honking her horn repeatedly, even holding it down for several seconds. Nevaeh looked to be getting embarrassed as she looked around and spotted other drivers as well as people walking on the sidewalks all turning to see what was causing the commotion. The vehicle next to them was still keeping up pace, but the driver was an elderly man who didn't seem all that pleased with Fanny. So much so he started to speed up. This only seemed to be annoying Fanny more)

”This prick is gonna nearly bump us and then drive like he’s got the road to himself? Oh you got some gumption on you buddy. Well you decided to mess with the wrong kitty cat today.”

(Nevaeh was again try and intervene as she started to lean forward, this whole ordeal had gone on long enough, but Fanny put the pedal to the medal. This caused Nevaeh to whip back into her seat as Fanny was keeping up with the other car. Nevaeh could see through the rear view mirror a fierce look in Fanny’s eyes as she eyed the car. As they got even Nevaeh could now see the driver behind the wheel was an elderly man. Yet that didn’t deter Fanny)

”Watch where you’re going Father Time. You’re not the only one on the road. Either stay up to date or get off the street turdsniffer!”

(Surprisingly the older man just waved Fanny off dismissively. This only brought on a more physical response from Fanny as she now flicked her hand under her chin.

Nevaeh remained stunned by all that was going on around her. Fanny now drove faster and took the turn they needed to to get to the gym. Fanny, once calming down, looked in the rear view mirror)

”Can you believe the damn nerve from that douchenozzle? He cuts me off and then acts like WE are bringing some sort of annoyance to him. I got respect for my elders, but when they start acting out of pocket you got to reel them back in you know. I had a good mind to cut him off and really give him a piece of my mind, but I’m too classy for that. I’m sorry you had to endure that. Are you alright?”

(It all made sense to Nevaeh why Fanny’s rating was what it was. It actually surprised her that it wasn’t lower with what she had just seen. As for is she was alright...Nevaeh figured the answer would be obvious at this point.)

’NO..no I’m not alright. We nearly got in a humiliating situation right there. You then started getting into it with the driver, while still driving this car. Did you hear that part? Do you understand what I just said? You got into it while still driving the car!? I’m in the backseat of said car you are driving! You tried to sell me products, you started asking me personal questions. So no Ms. Foxworth I am not alright. I’m actually very annoyed at the moment. I think it’s best if you pulled over and I’ll just walk the rest of the way to the gym. This ride has gone as far as it needs to.”

(Fanny now seemed to become panicked as she alternated between looking over her shoulder at Nevaeh and at the road. That act only infuriated Nevaeh more as Fanny began to plead her case.)

”Hey wait hold on now. You’re emotional right now. We just dealt with a case of road rage from an elderly man, I’m in the same state of mind too. I’m angry and upset. I want to lash out at the world. I acted the way I did in defense of my customer here. I am well aware of the high priority clientele I am escorting to the gym, which might I add we are only five minutes away from. You’re emotional. You can’t be walking around anywhere in that state of mind. Let’s just finish this drive to the gym. The least I can do for you. It’s just a few minutes away by car. If you got on foot you got to go even longer. You know this to be true.”

(Nevaeh was aware it be longer on foot then if she stayed in the car. It ruffled her feathers that Fanny pointed it out. All Nevaeh wanted was to come workout and get away from the stresses in her life. Yet stress still found her. In the form of this woman named Fanny. Nevaeh really wanted to walk the rest of the way to the gym. It probably be easier on her. But by car it just take a few extra minutes. Was that worth spending a few extra minutes with Fanny?

Nevaeh had to really ponder this as they kept driving down the road. Fanny could still be seeing eyeing Nevaeh in the rear view mirror nervously. They were now approaching another red light. This was the moment. Get out and walk or just try and stick it out. The desire to get there quicker won out, Neveh just hoped it was worth it)

”Ok, fine. I’ll finish the ride. But if it’s alright with you I’d like for there to be silence the rest of the way. I just want to be with my thoughts.”

(Fanny nodded her head incessantly)

”Not a problem at all. The ride will be smooth as silk the rest of the way. You have my word.”

(Nevaeh was skeptical on that front, but held out a sliver of hope it be true..)


(The Prius now pulled into the gym parking lot, much to the relief of Nevaeh. All Nevaeh cared about was this ride being over and not having to be around this woman any longer. Nevaeh got to the gym like she wanted to which meant she could get lost for an hour or two, try and get Cassie, the Hall of Fame, and fanny out of her mind and just find some sort of peace.

Nevaeh reached for the door handle and was in the process of opening it as she spoke.)

’Well that was certainly a ride unlike I’ve ever been on. You have a good day Ms. Foxworth and…”

(As what seemed to become all too common during their time together Fanny again cut Nevaeh off. She no longer seemed in a lather like she was earlier dealing with the elderly man. Fanny now seemed more reserved and contrite as she leaned on the headrest of her seat and stared at Nevaeh with a somber face.)

”Before you go Nevaeh I want you to know something. I realize our journey here today may not of been the smoothest. I may have gotten a tad temperamental with that old man, though he was in the wrong. But I quite enjoyed it. I know you weren’t happy, but that’s why I’m gonna ask you to consider a deal I have. It’s worth your wild too!”

(Nevaeh sighed at the thought. What could Fanny possibly have to offer her that Nevaeh would take her up on. Nevaeh started to shake her head)

”Ms. Foxworth I’m sure you’re deal is nice, but I’m simply just trying to go about my day at this point. Thank you for the ride and..”

(Again Fanny cut her off)

”How bout I stay here and give you a ride back to your hotel? Free of charge!

(Nevaeh now just stared at Fanny with an inquisitive look. How could that happen? And why would Fanny think Nevaeh would take her up on it? Nevaeh tried to be civil)

’That’s awfully generous of you to do Ms. Foxworth., but how exactly would that work? You’re on the clock are you not? Wouldn’t this all come out of my pocket considering I’m paying with my card? Add on I’m not sure how long I’d actually be working out for, that could mean you missing out on other paydays. Why would you give that up? Is this about trying to get a good rating out of me? You have to understand….”

(Fanny once more cut her off...)

”It’s not about the rating….I mean I’d like a great rating, but it’s more than that. Like I said, you didn’t have that good of an experience. Alot of things happened, out of my control mind you, but I take my job seriously. I want my customers to have a good time. I don’t mind the wait and I’ll calculate how much money you’d would be spending while in the gym and pay you back out of pocket. I’ll even throw in the skin creme. Besides wouldn’t it be easier to get done with your workout and have a ride waiting for you instead of having to call another Uber and waiting? You never know how long some of these drivers will take. There’s alot of strange ones out there too.”

(The irony of Fanny saying such a thing was not lost on Nevaeh. Everything told her to decline this offer and just go the the gym. To never see this woman again. But she did have a point. It would be easier to have her here waiting for her instead of getting another driver and waiting. But was dealing with fanny Foxworth actually worth the hassle?

Nevaeh had to struggle with this choice as she studied Fanny….)

’...if I agree to this deal I want something to be understood. When I get out we are to just get back to my hotel. No more personal questions, no more flipping off old men. Just be a nice, easy ride. Can you guarantee me that will happen Ms. Foxworth?”

(Fanny now held one hand up and the other on her chest)

’I solemnly swear to it Nevaeh. You have my word that everything will be just fine when you get out of there.”

(Nevaeh let out a sigh as she actually sat there and wondered why she was about to do this. Was the ride really worth all the possible outcomes?)

”Very well. I’ll see you in a few hours. And remember you gave your word!”

(Fanny gave Nevaeh an exuberant thumbs up as she turned back into her seat. Nevaeh still didn’t understand why she was doing this. Nevaeh shook her head and started heading towards the gym...when she heard “My Neck, My Back” by Khia blasting from the car. Nevaeh turned and looked to now see Fanny singing along and dancing to the song in her seat. Nevaeh just stared and rolled her eyes before resuming her walk to the gym.


(Two Hours had now passed as we found Nevaeh, glistening as she was cooling down from her workout at the front counter as she awaited her protein shake. As she waited she looked at her phone to see if she had any missed messages. There was a text from her Mother, asking once more when the hall of fame date was. Nevaeh’s parents were coming to the event in support of their daughter.

There was a light for the event for Nevaeh. Her parents would be there, her closest friends would be there. She would have everything possible to have a good evening. She just had to manage to look Cassie in the eye and go through with this apology. Nevaeh was determined to do it, even with the comments. To Nevaeh her friend was in there. But all of this was easier said than done….

Nevaeh answered her Mother back with the information and put the phone down on the counter. She looked at the gym employee making her shake, hoping it go a tad bit faster. But as she did this Nevaeh realized something. If the employee went faster that meant she’d get to her ride quicker. This caused Nevaeh to now turn her head towards the exit as she looked out the gym window and saw Fanny waiting in the car, still dancing and singing.

Nevaeh just stared at her. It shouldn’t be that bad of a ride. They discussed this already. Fanny gave Nevaeh her word that everything would be alright. Nevaeh though just kept thinking that it wasn't. Her trance like state was broken when the employee finally did come over and give her her shake. Nevaeh went about paying for it and grabbed the drink and her phone off the counter. Here we go. Time to get back to the penthouse.

Nevaeh began making her way to the exit. A muscular man had already exited and was walking past where fanny was parked. Nevaeh had just reached the outside as he passed Fanny’s line of sight. Fanny, like a lion in the Serengeti quickly had her eyes locked on him. She lowered her window, never breaking sight as she now barked out towards the man.

”My oh my. You don’t look like a snack you look like a whole damn seven course meal and I’m starving!.”

(The man seemed startled by the declaration. He looked over his shoulder and hurried up his pace. Nevaeh looked dumbfounded as she stood there while Fanny followed up…)

”The squats are doing you good!”

(Fanny grinned like a Cheshire cat as she kept watching the man walk away. Nevaeh stood in place, sighing, as she realized she was gonna have to get back in this car. But as Nevaeh stood there a man in a backpack, backwards cap, and cellphone in hand came up on her. He basically had his phone in Nevaeh’s face as he started to ask her a question)

Man: “Nevaeh Summers! When do you plan on getting back into the ring? Has there been any traction with FFW as far as that goes? Why not try anywhere else in the meantime?’[/b][/color]

(Nevaeh was bewildered by the sudden confrontation. The cellphone was right in her face as Nevaeh moved backwards and  put a hand up to push it away, but the young man moved it around to make sure he could keep seeing her as he recorded. Anger could be heard in Nevaeh’s voice as she spoke.)

”Wait, what? Who are you? How the hell did you know I was here

(Nevaeh was still trying to get away from the young man, but he stayed on her, cellphone still being put in her face.)

Man:”I’m Devin, have my own news channel on the “Tube. Got tipped off by somebody who saw you in there. I’m here trying to get the answers the people want to know, that’s all.”

(That didn’t ease Nevaeh at all. If anything it only caused more annoyance to this situation.)

’Yeah well I don’t feel like answering any questions right now from a complete stranger.I gotta go.” Get that fucking cellphone out of my face.

(Nevaeh now tried to brush past the young man and get to Fanny and the car. But Devin would constantly dart in front of her to stop her from doing so. Fanny had finally stopped looking at her man and now turned around. She now started to looking at the young man constantly moving. It wasn’t till nevaeh darted that fanny saw what was going on. She sat in her seat and kept observing.)

Man: Are you still addicted to drugs? Still partaking in it or have you cleaned up your habit finally?”

(Nevaeh now stopped moving momentarily as she was appalled by what she was just asked. She looked at the young man with a scowl and pointed her index finger at him. Her voice going higher as her anger started running through her.)

”I never was addicted to it. That’s bullshit and you’re an asshole for coming here and bothering, you’re an even bigger asshole if you try and sell this shit as anything else. Get the fuck away from me. Get the fuck out of my way before I call the cops.”

(Nevaeh was now just trying to move past the young man, but he again was moving in front of her. Nevaeh was now getting physical with him, pushing him, but the young man kept shoving his cellphone into her face. Fanny was now getting upset the more she watched this.)

Man:”Just answer the questions and set the record straight than. You’re former manager said you had drug problems. The owner of FFW did as well.  Where there's smoke there's fire. Any truth to the rumors that you and Silas were closer than alleged? Do you plan on giving Silas Mason credit for your career at your hall of fame induction? Why did you keep Cassie Mason a secret?”

(Nevaeh momentarily paused. He had the nerve to insinuate her and Silas were something deeper? He brought up Cassie to her? Nevaeh locked in on him and seemed to have bad intentions in her eyes. Beating somebody up in public wasn’t gonna be a good look for Nevaeh. But she was so angry and embarrassed right now she ddin’t care. Nevaeh began to clench her fist, no doubt about to go viral once she punched this dude in the face. But like all day she got interrupted...)

”Didn’t you hear her huh!? She said get the fuck outta her face fuckface!”

(Nevaeh seemed to snap out of her anger as she and the man both now turned and saw Fanny storming there way. Fanny looked like she was ready to maul somebody as the man seemed confused. Nevaeh was trembling with her anger, but just watched as Fanny approached the man, scowling at him as the man seemed appalled)

Man: “Huh? Who are you?”

(Fanny was now in the man’s face, her finger right in his cheek with aggression. Nevaeh just  continued to watch it all go down in front of her.)

”I’m someone you better listen to or else! Now get the hell out of here pissant! Go bother a Kardashian or some shit!”

Man: “Hey it’s a free country I have every right to….Gah”

(Before the man could finish Fanny had now reached and grabbed his phone from his hands. She then threw it on the floor and stomped on it multiple times.Nevaeh and the man were in shock, but for vastly different reasons. Nevaeh almost seemed in awe of what was going on right now. But why was fanny doing this for her? After everything that happened today? Though she had to admit she enjoyed as fanny destroyed this pricks phone. The man however wasn’t so pleased...)

Man: “Hey that’s my phone! You’re gonna pay for that you bitc…. Hey whoa chill out.”

(Fanny had now approached the man and started kicking at him. The man now took off as Fanny chased after him for a moment. Nevaeh just kept watching it all as Fanny huffed and puffed)

”And don’t you ever come bother her again or else the only frank and beans you’ll know of is your Momma’s recipe!” YOU GOT!?

(Fanny looked like a raging bull as Nevaeh, who was still stunned. Looked at her. Did that really just happen? Did Fanny just handle business like that? Fanny herself was shaking her head as she now turned back and looked at Nevaeh)

”You ok? He didn’t rough you up or anything did he?

(Nevaeh slowly shook her head)

’No, no he didn't. I’m ok. That asshole came out of nowhere and just started hounding me with all these different questions, so much bullshit. I….I almost was close to punching him in the face. Till you intervened. Why did you do that?”

(Fanny just went about shrugging her shoulders and than gestured towards where the man ran off to)

”I could see he was bothering you. I heard the last couple of questions I asked. He crossed a line. Figured I should step in. That way he doesn’t get you reacting and make a profit on it. That’s what he was gunning for there. So I did what you wanted to in a sense. Drastic, but hey it got the job done right?

(Fanny looked very sincere in her explanation. Which was something Nevaeh wasn’t expecting, certainly not after the day they’ve had.)

”Yeah, it seems it did. Thank you for doing that Ms. Foxworth. I appreciate the thought and action. He was gonna get what he most likely wanted out of me. I was gonna punch him right in the fucking face, I swear I was. You saved me from an embarrassing situation to deal with. That’s the last thing I need right now.. So thank you for saving my ass there.”

(Fanny seemed elated by Nevaeh’s response as a grin appeared on ehr face. A grin that went ear to ear.)

”Hey glad I could help. I did tell you things would be smoother this go round and Fanny Foxworth keeps her word! Just glad to be of service to you.”

(Fanny kept smiling as Nevaeh now went about giving her a small smile back. THis did seem to work out better than how it started. Nevaeh ahd to admit that maybe there was more to Fanny than she had thought there to be. With the crisis averted Nevaeh was ready to get home, that was till Fanny himed back in.)

”Say you want to grab something to eat real quick? We can hit up Pink’s Hot Dogs. it ain’t too far from here. They’re delicious!”

(Nevaeh, while grateful for Fanny’s assistance, wasn’t exactly looking to eat right now. She just wanted to get back to her place. There was also the fact of what she just got done doing.)

”You want to go eat hot dogs? I’m not really a hot dog person Fanny. Plus I just got out of working out. You want me to go eat a hot dog right after that?”

(Nevaeh hoped Fanny would see where she was going with this. She was trying to be nice about this. Fanny seemed to contemplate Nevaeh’s logic.)

”Yeah good point. You can cut it in half. Eat half now, eat the other half later. Boom!  Problem solved! Let’s get going before the line gets longer”

(Fanny now brushed right past Nevaeh and headed for the car, leaving Nevaeh once more dumbfounded. It seems like she was going to a Hot Dog stand, or whatever this place was, no matter what.

Nevaeh seemed resigned to her fate as she now started to head back to the car.)
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It’s Here

Los Angeles, California
10: 23 pm

(Our scene opens up with a shot of Nevaeh Summers laying on her couch and staring up at her ceiling. The song “Inhale Exhale” by NAO is currently blasting through the room as Nevaeh almost looks occupied by the look on her face.

As she lays there her mind is going through all that is about to come up here soon in her life. Nevaeh has an early flight for New York City planned for tomorrow. Unstoppable week begins in earnest and Nevaeh just wanted to stay in, get her rest, and head on out in a proper frame of mind. Though the funny part is Nevaeh pretty much knows she won’t be in a proper frame of mind for long once she touches down there.

Hell who is she kidding, she isn’t even in a proper frame of mind now. Has she really been for the past several months? That is the mental battle Nevaeh wages with herself. At first she was in the rut, but over time she has pulled herself out of it. Well somewhat out of it. She has been happier. This upcoming week was gonna be fun….exciting….tumultuous….. Unstoppable was set to be a time Nevaeh was gonna find out how far she had come as a person. It was gonna be the first time in several months she would actually be around her peers. Not just around them, but on a stage with everyone of them staring at her.

Nevaeh was trying to come to grips with that. To try and envision how it could go so she wouldn’t freeze up when trying to deliver her speech. A speech that at the very least had a guide now. Figuring out what she wanted to say was still unknown. Nevaeh couldn’t ever find a way to go about writing the damn thing. It just never felt right, but Nevaeh atleast figured out how to go about it now.

The other day she met up with her friends Steph Stefano and Ember Carmichael for lunch. A long time gathering for the three women after business had kept each of them all from getting together. Steph was in the middle of getting ready for her big title defense at Unstoppable against Missy, a formidable opponent for sure. Trying to keep a record Evolution title reign was serious and Nevaeh demanded Steph focus on that. Seeing Steph do what she had been made Nevaeh proud and thrilled. One of her best friends was flat out slaying it. An Evolution title reign while also holding the top title in SVW. Steph was doing great and Nevaeh didn’t want to detract from it, but she wasn’t gonna deny a lunch either.

Ember was the one who suggested the lunch. Ember herself was a busy women what with treating her patients, as well as conducting speeches across the country. Not to mention parataking in advertisement campaigns to boot. But above all else Ember was a unifer. That’s what the Good Doctor did, made sure everybody was happy, making sure they stay connected, but also didn’t get too far in the weeds. She was also a great driver and picked Nevaeh up. Nevaeh thanked her profusely for that. The episode with Fanny Foxworth from a few weeks back was still fresh. So much so Nevaeh hadn't used Uber since. Not due to anything personal with Fanny..it was just too much to handle.

As the three got together they discussed many things. The first topic both Steph and Ember wanted to know about was Nevaeh’s recent venture to an SVW Uprising show. Nevaeh hadn't told either of them that she was even thinking of going to the show. They wanted to know what was going on with that. Nevaeh told the both that she loved them and they were her best friends...but that she couldn't really discuss why she was there. Not yet anyways. But that when she could she would tell them both everything. Nevaeh joked that she knew what she was about to say didn’t always go well, but that they had to trust her on this. Everything was fine, just had to wait.

Ember and Steph took her for her word. The lunch did take a more pleasant turn as Ember talked about her travels for speaking engagements as well as photoshoots. That did lead to Nevaeh asking her if she was gonna take more on seeing as how her business shut down. Ember shushed her for joking about Toys ‘R’ Us. Steph pointed out that it was “too soon” with small grin on her face. Nevaeh just shrugged her shoulders as all three talked over many other issues that just lit up Nevaeh.

Hearing Ember speak of her deals had Steph discuss her own. Steph mentioned she’d done wrestling photoshoots and a handful of some photography stuff for modeling. That she hadn’t even tried speaking at any conventions outside of wrestling... Felt like it slowly takes over your life because there are too many avenues through wrestling.. Ember mentions casually that she’s having fun with her on and off again modeling contracts. That she is more involved with her often speaking at galas and just last week was at a women's fitness convention in Miami.

Nevaeh remarked that that sounded about right, that it wouldn’t be Ember if she wasn’t working out. Nevaeh looked at Steph and told her how much she and Ember had been in the gym lately. That maybe Nevaeh had been the one pursuing it more at times, but that it was fun. Even if Ember was always asking her to show her different moves. Ember would explain about getting into the heads of wrestlers to help better learn, as well as understand them. Plus it's fun!

Nevaeh just sideyed Ember, yeah she seemed to be having fun learning these moves for sure. It was Steph’s reaction that surprised Nevaeh most that day though. Steph eyed them both up before quietly closing the wine menu, slowly putting it down and leaning backwards into her chair. Steph remarked that if they were really getting into workouts, perhaps they should let her give them a crash course on some of her’s.

Nevaeh was taken aback by that statement. She had been wanting to push herself more, to see if she was anywhere close to where she use to be. Getting in-ring shape was gonna take alot of work, Nevaeh wasn’t even cleared, but there was nothing wrong with wanting to still get in it right? Ember herself seemed thrilled with the idea of all three of them hitting the gym. It was even Ember who suggested that they try doing Steph’s workout. Nevaeh again found that surprising, but was on board with it. They all three discussed a day that could be, some time after Unstoppable was best.

That had Nevaeh feeling great, we could see her even smiling as she reflected on it on the couch. But that did lead to where we are now.

All three took drinks from their wine, sharing laughs. In between her glass of wine, Steph looked at Nevaeh and mused over what it was Nevaeh was in line for.. Yes, the Hall of Fame ceremony. Certainly Nevaeh had her speech ready she posed.  What had she put together? Did she start with a joke? Something of a palate cleanser in between the heaviness?

Nevaeh looked at Steph look a deer caught in headlights. Ember now turned her head towards her as Nevaeh tried to figure out how to answer them. There was always the option of telling them that is was still a work in progress, but that wasn't gonna help her. Instead Nevaeh figured why deny it. Just tell them where she was with it, which she did. Nevaeh told them she didn’t have anything written down. Not a word and that she didn’t know what to write or what to say or even what to do. Nevaeh told them she had been trying..but nothing. And yes she was worried she was gonna stand up there and start babbling away. Nevaeh wanted that moment to be her expressing everybody how she felt, but it just never sounded right to her.

Nevaeh can still remember the look Ember gave her. It was one of firmness, but compassion. A look Nevaeh had garnered alot over the past three years of their friendship. Ember’s words could still be heard very lively in Nevaeh’s head:
“Nev. Hon. You need to stop worrying about specifics and just, you know, speak from the heart. You've gone through so much, but it's not there to be an anchor holding you down. It's a lesson, or series of lessons. Sculpting you into the woman you are now. Just speak from your heart, be yourself, if you want to get across exactly how you feel. I feel that is your best option."
It was so simple how she put it. Nevaeh did feel it was the best course of action. Just be honest and speak from the heart. That seemed to be the way to go, though Nevaeh did still have her qualms. Seeing all those people staring at her as she did it. Reliving everything. But if she was honest and spoke to them all with her true emotions on that stage atleast they’d all know she was real with what she was saying.
Steph had found herself agreeing with Ember’s sentiments as well. It was the best course of action. Which lead to Steph asking if Nevaeh had decided on what to wear or was that a hold up as well? Nevaeh copped up to not even knowing what she wanted to wear. How she and Ember went looking at gowns, but nothing ever seemed to fit to her. Plus..she didn’t feel a gown was the right attire for this trip. Nevaeh didn’t want the attention on her in that way. That lead to Steph asking: “So not even.... Kinda racy? A little y’know... Skin? Look at us all grown up I guess. It looks good. No, it looks great.”
Nevaeh raised an eyebrow at her that day and laughed here in real time recalling it. Steph was Steph. Seeing Nevaeh’s gesture caused Steph to raise her hand up. She got the message. No gown or anything like that. It was then that Steph suggested a different type of outfit. If Nevaeh didn’t want this to be about her, then make it about business, show she was serious about this. Ember seemed in favor of the idea. Nevaeh found herself liking it as well.
For months she struggled to figure all of this out, but because of her best friends pulling her out of another bind Nevaeh felt secure in the approach for the hall of fame event now. Nevaeh was relieved that the speech and outfit had been sorted. It was a huge weight off her shoulder. All she had to do was talk….tricky, but manageable..she thought. There she went getting in her own head again. Nevaeh sighed as she laid there. Those things she could control and now they were settled. What was not settled was the other important piece of business she had to deal with.

There was no way for Nevaeh to know how this meeting between her and Cassie Mason was gonna unfold. With the comments made between them it was clear that Cassie was riled up and seeking her apology. Nevaeh had longed thought about what it was gonna be like looking Cassie eye to eye, how was she gonna manage her emotions when doing so? Knowing the event was months away allowed Nevaeh to break away from the thought, but now here it was just a week away. This was going to happen one way or another. This needed to be resolved between them.

Nevaeh felt she had to do it, that she needed to look at Cassie face to face and apologize and try to salvage their friendship. Ember was aware of what Nevaeh was going to do,but Steph wasn’t. So wanting her to know Nevaeh did get around to addressing the issue. The blank look on Steph’s face was telling, her words that followed told more.

“Look I get it. I do. You are guilted or feeling guilty because of that horrible, evil piece of you that you try to keep locked up inside your soul with three miles of chain and a padlock the size of a cinderblock... But there’s only so much you can apologize for Nevaeh. There’s only so much you can apologize for before you’re just being made to be their victim. Do it if you must but I... Just don’t let this be a thing.”

Steph was Steph. It wasn’t easy to hear, but that’s what friends do. They tell each other what they need to hear. Nevaeh respectd Steph’s opinion just like she respected Ember’s. She appreciated them. But this was something she had to do. No matter what happened she needed to do it not only for herself, but for Cassie.

All of this was coming to a head in a few days. Nevaeh understood that. She knew she had to embrace it for nothing was gonna stop it. This was Nevaeh’s moment to show the wrestling world what she was about now. There would be skeptics, that’s just natural. And Nevaeh brought alot of doubt upon herself with her actions, but this weeked she had the chance to show people that she isn’t what she was or atleast is striving not to be. Nevaeh just wanted to show them how she’s been trying to change things in her life. To try and show everyone how much she has missed wrestling these past few months.

The process of getting back into the ring again was something that was burning strong inside Nevaeh. It’s what she wanted to do. She needed to get back in that ring. If there was one thing she was gonna do it was gonna be that. It wasn’t her choice, but life was funny with how it worked. Maybe it would look at her favorably in this situation.

Nevaeh threw her arms into the air as she now got up off her couch and started heading towards her bedroom. Nevaeh figured she’d get to sleep early and be well rested for the cross country flight. Nevaeh entered the bedroom and immediately made her way to the closet. She was going to look for her pajamas to change into. Nevaeh now began the search as she poured over the any different items of clothing she owned. She came upon a set and went to grab the hanger they were resting on when her attention was caught further down the line.

Nevaeh now reached over and grabbed a hanger with a clear plastic wrap on it. It was the same hanger Nevaeh’s father, Fredrick,  had hanging in his office that had Nevaeh’s gear hanging on it when Nevaeh went to visit on Mother’s Day. He insisted Nevaeh bring it back with her, to which Nevaeh was unsure of but ultimately decided to.

Nevaeh still wasn’t sure why she did. There wasn’t any use for it in the imminent future. It was just here hanging in the darkness. But..it’s here nonetheless. Nevaeh traced her hand over the wrap, looking at how well designed the coat was. She really did like this gear…..she really missed wrestling. Nevaeh stared at the gear for alittle while longer before letting out a big sigh and hanging it back up. She now grabbed the pajamas and started heading towards the bathroom as we stayed on the gear. We remained on the gear as the scene slowly faded out.
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It’s Clear Now

Los Angeles, California.
10:23 pm

(Our scene opens up with a complete shot of darkness. The only prevalent light we see is at the bottom of the screen as shades of light flow through. That suddenly changes as now a big swath of light comes into the room, before lights are turned on. We now find Nevaeh Summers walking into the living room of her penthouse, pulling along two luggage bags. Nevaeh is sporting  avery sour look as she makes her way in and closes the door behind her.

Nevaeh has just returned home from New York and Unstoppable. Ember Carmichael had dropped her off after they had landed. From the night of the show, throughout their flight from New York back to Los Angeles, from the terminal to getting in Ember’s car, all the way here Ember tried to get Nevaeh to talk about what happened at the big show. The attack and apology took a toll on Nevaeh, Ember could clearly see that. She wanted to help Nevaeh, but Nevaeh didn’t want to talk about it. Not for a second.

All Nevaeh would tell Ember was now was not the time. Ember knew Nevaeh was hurting, but was gonna let her have her space. Steph had called to check on her as well. Nevaeh tried her best to tell her she was fine. With the match Steph had and the result, Nevaeh didn’t want Steph thinking of Nevaeh at the moment. Nevaeh wanted Steph to concentrate on herself, to recover. Steph needed her own time, bugging her with her own issues wasn’t fair, that’s how nevaeh felt anyways.

Nevaeh walked around her place and went into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water and took a drink.  Nevaeh did not want to talk about Unstoppable, but she sure as hell couldn't stop thinking about it. It was really a bittersweet week for her. Nevaeh had actually enjoyed herself for the most part. She was being more social, she took in how fun New York City could be. Her friends and family had come in for the event. She was around people she loved and cared about and who supported her.

Her hall of fame speech was daunting at first, but as Nevaeh stood on that stage and talked more and more, she started to feel more at ease. She got off years worth of stress and issues that night. She came clean and felt what was best to do. Though looking back on it maybe she made a mistake. But then Nevaeh thought she didn’t. She felt good saying what she did...but she doesn’t right now.

That internal conflict caused Nevaeh to shake her head as she paced in the living room, taking another sip of the water. Was what she said at the hall of fame what caused all of this? Did she trigger the events at Unstoppable to happen?

Nevaeh took another sip of her water and shook her head. No, she went to the hall of fame to apologize to Cassandra face to face. She went to do what was right. Nevaeh wanted to clear the air between them. To atleast settle this issue and try and find some understanding. Nevaeh searched Cassandra out backstage and found her. Nevaeh did want to handle the issue privately, that’s how it should of always been handled, she thought. Nevaeh did try and begin the apology, but Cassandra hastily cut her off and walked away in disgust.

Nevaeh couldn’t understand at that time what was going on, but Unstoppable would show what Cassandra really had in mind.

Nevaeh now looked to start becoming overwhelmed with emotions as she paced. Thinking back to that night, how Cassandra stared at her in the ring, ordering her to do a she said…

Nevaeh shuttered as she paced, her face becoming more ridden with distraught. Nevaeh never thought the first time she’d be back in an FFW ring would be under those circumstances. Being ridiculed and embarrassed by a woman she cared for, even if the feeling wasn’t mutual.  Nevaeh tried to reason with her, but Cassandra wanted none of it. As Cassandra put it she was there to get back at Nevaeh for all she had done to her, to humiliate her.

A sniff could be heard coming from Nevaeh as she lowered her head and kept pacing.


That’s what that woman across from her demanded to be known as. That’s who she wanted the world to see. Everyone saw that except for Nevaeh. What Nevaeh saw was the same woman she shared a home with, the woman she spent many passionate nights with. A woman she had…

Nevaeh made a guttural noise as she gritted her teeth. Even after what happened it was still hard for Nevaeh to process that the woman she knew wasn’t there anymore. In her place was “Cassandra”. A cold, bitter, self absorbed individual who wanted to make nevaeh feel like nothing more than a speck of dirt. For the most part cassandra was successful. Nevaeh did feel horrible. It was tough to stand before all those thousands of people and have someone demand you get on your knees and apologize. Nevaeh felt so worthless in that moment in time, but it did make her see that it was Cassandra before her now. And while she hated doing it, she knew she had to stand up for herself. So Nevaeh did give Cassandra her apology, as well as Cassie. Nevaeh told her exactly how she felt and what she was sorry for. For a moment Nevaeh thought she could see the woman she was hoping to in Cassandra’s eyes, but it was just a flicker. If Cassandra really wanted Nevaeh on her knees she was gonna force her to, but there would be a cost.

Nevaeh still couldn’t believe she had said that. She never wanted to hurt Cassie, never. She’d never raise her hand to her...but this wasn’t casssie. This was Cassandra. It was Cassandra who wanted Nevaeh to rot. If Cassandra really wanted that she’d have to take the risk. When Cassandra reared back Nevaeh really did think this was about to happen. Nevaeh thought she was gonna have to fight she cared so deeply for. Cassandra’s fist was just inches from her face when she stopped.

Nevaeh still couldn’t figure out what happened next. Why did Cassandra pull up? More importantly what made her accept the apology and leave? What happened that night?

As Nevaeh paced in her living room as she shook her head again, sniffing once more. The entire time she watched cassandra walk up that ramp Nevaeh was trying to figure it all out, but just more unanswered questions is what she was left with. It was as if that was the new normal between her and her former best friend.

Was their friendship over? Would they ever be able to patch this up or was this just a piece of her life Nevaeh ahd to close off for good?

As Nevaeh kept pacing she seemed very overwhelmed with emotions, but her somberness was slowly beginning to turn into anger as a scowl could be seen appearing on her face.

That was due to what happened next.

Nevaeh had planned on speaking from the heart at the hall of fame. Nothing was gonna be planned. She was just gonna let it ride and hopefully make coherent statements. As she was going through her speech she brought up her record at Unstoppable. How it was lackluster due to the competition she faced. It was in that split second that she thought of someone who had thrown shade to her some time back about being a substance abuser. Who always seemed to have a salty comment.

So Nevaeh did throw shade back at Alysson Gardner during her speech. It may of been the wrong time. Nevaeh has been trying to change her life, but there are some habits and people that get the better of her at times. Alysson Gardner falls into that category.

Nevaeh clinched her water bottle even tighter, this time causing the bottle to crumple some.

Oh how she hated that redheaded bitch. Always so fucking smug. Nevaeh did enjoy poking at her. But little did she know Alysson would get the last laugh.

Being hit with that fucking crowbar of hers is never any fun. It wasn’t fun at the end of last year and it was not fun at Unstoppable. If anything it was worse last night. Nevaeh had just gone through such an emotional ordeal that she just wanted to leave the building. Instead she got dropped from behind and beaten on.

Unstoppable was suppose to be a night where she got to enjoy wrestling. To be a part of the company for atleast one night. Instead she was taken apart and unable to do a damn thing. She was at the mercy of Alysson and they both knew it. Even through a clouded memory Nevaeh knew she was done for. That Alysson was in control and was going to wreck her with another crowbar shot.

Security and referees intervened and saved Nevaeh from further damage. Alysson could of caused her more damage. Nevaeh was left staring at Alysson being pushed backstage and knowing that she was left embarrassed and humiliated after all at the biggest show of the year.

As Nevaeh kept pacing she was becoming more and more agitated. She was angry that Alysson got the better of her, how she was left looking so weak that night. Nevaeh had now completely crushed her water bottle, the contents spilling out onto the carpet. Nevaeh was riled up so much from that night. From the night before even when a surprise drug test was sprung on her. Of all the nights it had to be that one.

There were certainly elements to it that were suspicious, but Nevaeh had let that go. Nevaeh hadn’t smoked anything in months. Nevaeh was living a straight and narrow life. There was nothing to worry about.

But add that memory and what Alysson did and Nevaeh just couldn't handle it anymore. Nevaeh threw her water bottle on the ground, spiking it as if it was a football. Nevaeh began pacing wildly as she fumed, seething with anger. Nevaeh had her fist clenched, veins beginning to bulge from her neck and arms.

Nevaeh could see the mix of contempt and joy on Alysson’s face as she was getting ready to strike her again. The comments she made about her friends. Alysson made sure Nevaeh didn’t forget that moment of helplessness and Nevaeh hadn’t. Not for a second.

The anger and embarrassment of that night. From Cassandra to being left on that stage was hitting nevaeh hard right now. She looked as if she just wanted to strike anything, though there was one object in mind.

In the whirlwind of her emotions Nevaeh thought back to how when she was being looked at backstage. She had a personnel director tell her that they had been informed to express to Nevaeh that as soon as she had been checked she needed to leave Metlife Stadium. That they couldn’t risk a civilian endangering the welfare of the talent.

“A civilian endangering the welfare of the talent”? That’s what they told her? Nothing about how that bitch laid her out in front of thousands of people? Nothing about how Alysson had just brutally assaulted her? It was surprising yet when Nevaeh thought of who made the call it wasn’t so much.

Nevaeh was ready to burst now, her entire body beginning to shake as her knuckles looked to be turning white. Nevaeh now began to scream at the top of her lungs with a vicious roar.

Nevaeh wanted to do nothing else in this world but to smash Alysson’s face in. To make her feel like she did at Unstoppable. Nevaeh wanted to just ebat on Alysson like she did to her. Nevaeh wanted to rip out every strand of hair on Alysson’s head. Nevaeh wanted to crush Alysson’s nose into where a prosthetic was gonna be needed to replace it. Nevaeh wanted to destroy Alysson Gardner, she wanted it in the worst way…

...but she wasn’t gonna get that...Nevaeh wasn’t gonna get anything.

Nevaeh screamed again, this time now with a roar, but with a wail of sadness.

Nevaeh was still suspended. There was not gonna be any retribution in her future, no vengeance whatsoever. All Nevaeh could do was stand here and feel angry..and do nothing about what happened to her.

That was the harsh reality of her life right now. It’s why Nevaeh has now gone from being so angry to now feeling hopeless. It’s why tears were beginning to form in her eyes as she slumped back against the wall and sat on her ass on the floor.

Nevaeh started to cry, knowing there was nothing she could do to Alysson...or fix things with Cassandra….nothing was all Nevaeh had. Nevaeh sobbed as she sat on the living room floor, her head resting on her knees.

We watched Nevaeh for several moments in this state as the screen slowly faded to black)
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« Reply #9 on: August 13, 2018, 07:43:23 pm »

Hello, again

Los Angeles, California
2: 11pm

(Our scene opens up with a quick shot of an agitated Nevaeh Summers is currently holding a gym bag and storming to the kitchen area of her penthouse suite.

Nevaeh is still very much upset over having to take yet another surprise drug test. Nevaeh never expected this, just like she didn’t expect it back during Unstoppable weekend. Here she was, being disturbed at an inopportune time, to give a drug test. There was a part of Nevaeh that could see why this was happening. She put herself in this position with what she did. That was fair

What she didn’t agree with was how this was constantly brought up to her every time. Nevaeh felt she was being labeled as this drug addicted woman who needed to be checked on so often nowadays. Especially by one Alysson Gardner, who just seemed to enjoy rubbing it in Nevaeh’s face that she wasn’t allowed to wrestle in FFW because of her mistake.

This was what Alysson seemed to enjoy doing as of late. Of painting Nevaeh in as negative light as much as she could.  The constant jabs at Nevaeh and her situation was really starting to wear on Nevaeh. All these months she had waited patiently. She accepted the punishment for what she's done. Nevaeh understood that, but to have Alysson, and others, take shot after shot, especially when she hasn't done anything for months. Alysson wanted to label her as a drug addict, weak, a liar. Anything under the sun and there were those out there who took joy in her saying such things.

Nevaeh now slammed the refrigerator door and walked back into the living room, throwing the gym bag next to the door.  Nevaeh was heated as she kept thinking everything over.

Nevaeh was growing tired of this, especially not being able to do anything about it. Alysson could say whatever she wanted without repercussion, all the while Nevaeh had to stand here and just keep taking it. Well that was shit was cutting it anymore. nevaeh wasn't gonna let Alysson keep talking shit. There had to be someway to get to her?

Maybe scope out Alysson' routine, try and figure out her daily life patterns. catch her slipping and BAM. Beat her ass in the street or...

It was right then that Nevaeh caught herself. She snapped out of what she was thinking and actually thought about it. That was what Nevaeh of a year ago would of thought..what she would of conspired to plot with Silas by her side. Nevaeh looked momentarily spooked. Granted she wanted Alysson to suffer, but not going to those lengths. That person couldn't be allowed to resurface, Nevaeh was a new woman....or atleast she was striving to be.

No, Nevaeh was. She was a different woman then she was. That’s what Nevaeh kept telling herself. She has worked too hard the past several months to let that red haired bitch ruin everything she’s been trying to build to, even if it was hard to do. There was too much at stake right now for Nevaeh. She was trying to get back into FFW, even if it felt like was running in quicksand. There was also a meeting with Cody Kincaid. Mr. Kincaid had invited her to the next Uprising show, a show taking place all the way in England. Nevaeh accepted the invite. It be a break from her normal routine. Though if Alysson kept getting away with all these cheap shots literally and figuratively...

Nevaeh took a deep breath and knew what she needed to do. She needed to get to the gym as quick as possible.

All Nevaeh wanted  to do right now was find a way to the gym she frequented. The problem there was that Ember Carmichael, who Nevaeh has been training with alot lately, was out of town with a speaking engagement. Ember had been accompanying Nevaeh to the gym alot lately. As in almost every day since they got back from New York and Unstoppable. Ember was a woman who loved physical fitness and seemed to always be in the gym herself. Nevaeh was the one who was timid at first but has slowly gotten back into the groove.

But now? Nevaeh is seemingly attacking the gym with her workouts. Trying to get back to where she was physically before all her problems caught up with her. Nevaeh has not only pushed herself, but Ember as well. There was no taking it easy. If they were gonna workout they were gonna do it as if they had a match tomorrow.

Nevaeh had become abit manic with it. It helped keep her mind off of the embarrassment she suffered at the hands of Alysson….and to a lesser degree Cassandra. The gym was an escape now. A place she could escape. Ember though has not left Nevaeh’s side during all of this. Ember has been there for support. Not only that Ember has continued to ask Nevaeh on how to perform different types of holds. What started off as Ember coming off as inquisitive has turned into her really becoming interested more in what Nevaeh knows about the sport, as well as learning self-defence.

Nevaeh found it...interesting. She was tutoring Ember in a  way. Nevaeh Summers, teacher. The thought alone was laughable, but here it seemingly was. If anything that was fun to Nevaeh. But with Ember not around she had no one to go to the gym with nor someone to actually come pick her up and take her.

That left Nevaeh having to find a way there, thus meaning finding a Uber driver. As Nevaeh opened up the app she looked to see who was in her area. It wasn’t hard to find one..for there was only one driver in the area. A driver Nevaeh had past experience with, Fanny Foxworth.

Nevaeh stared at the screen, still annoyed by what had going on, and didn’t seem to feel any better. Fanny was really the only person available in the area? The last time they were together Nevaeh nearly found herself in a car accident, not to mention having to deal with fanny’s constant talking, while also having her trying to sell her Avon items.

Nevaeh sighed as she recalled all of that, but there was a moment Fanny really helped her out. It was after Nevaeh had gotten to the gym and some vlogger tried to accost her. Instead of Nevaeh going viral for some outlandish act she could have committed, like punching the asshole..Fanny came to her rescue. While she gave Nevaeh a headache..she did help  her out of a jam.

Nevaeh could have waited, but she was bursting at the seems. She needed to get out of this place and put herself to use. At the very least find a way from keeping herself from screaming or punching the wall. She sure as hell didn’t want to breakdown crying again. Nevaeh needed to be stronger than that, or atleast she told herself that.

So while she wasn’t sure what was in store for her this go round Nevaeh went about booking Fanny for the ride…. It couldn’t be as bad as last time.)

----- 40 Minutes Later -----

Our scene now picked up with elevator doors opening and Nevaeh stepping out, dressed in sweat pants and a black tanktop. Nevaeh’s hair is pulled back into a ponytail and is storming through the hotel lobby. Fanny has messaged her that she’s waiting out front. Nevaeh was gonna make this simple. Nevaeh was going to tell Fanny that she needed to get to the gym. That it was important she get there cause if not she was gonna have a meltdown and it wouldn’t be pretty.

It sounded drastic, but Nevaeh felt it was the case at the moment.

Nevaeh walked out the hotel and looked around, finding Fanny..and her Prius waiting. Nevaeh could see Fanny light up with joy as she spotted her. Fanny got out of her car quickly and made her way onto the sidewalk. Fanny spread her arms, acting if she was seeing an old friend.)

’Hey there Nevaeh. It’s great to see ya again. I had such a great time driving you around last time. Really thought we connected, ya know? It’s been awhile, why the silence.….”

(“Last time” was not what Nevaeh wanted to talk about. It was all about getting to the gym. So much so Nevaeh cut Fanny off mid-sentence, a real firmness in her voice as she spoke.)

’Fanny, I need you to understand something and realize how serious I am about all of this. I really need to get to the gym we went to last time. I need to get there like now. I have alot of pent up anger inside of me right now and if I don’t get there….look just get me there and let’s try and avoid all the stuff that happened last time, ok?’

(Fanny looked at Nevaeh with a sheepish expression.)

”I don’t think it was that bad. I mean sure we had some issues with some dumb dumbs, but overall I thought we...”

(Nevaeh again cut her off, the blonde was very set on making sure this trip went according to how she wanted.)

”Fanny, tell me things are going to be smoother. That’s all I need, ok. That’s all I want. Do you understand that?”

(Nevaeh didn’t realize it, but her voice had risen when addressing Fanny. So much so Fanny now started to sport a more somber expression)

”Yeah, yeah it will be. I give you my word on that Nevaeh.”

(Seeing Fanny downtrodden made Nevaeh start to feel bad. Nevaeh didn’t want to hurt her feelings, she just wanted to make sure things went according to plan this time. Not have Fanny her all down in the dumps. Maybe Nevaeh was abit too stern with her message? Possibly took her anger and frustration out on the wrong person?

Nevaeh sighed as she looked at Fanny with a more softer glare.)

’Hey look umm..if I was rude right now I apologize. I’m not mad at you. I mean..some of the stuff last time was...rough, but I’m not mad at you. There’s just stuff going on that has me all worked up. I’m sorry if I came off as a bitch to you.”

(Fanny nodded her head as she looked somewhat relieved.)

’Oh, oh ok that’s good to know. I thought I had given you like some residual bad vibes are something. I umm...I guess you’re upset ‘bout what happened at that big show in Jersey?”

(Nevaeh’s glare softened more as almost shades of embarrassment started to come over her face. This was the kind of thing Nevaeh wanted to avoid. Having it brought up dealt a blow to Nevaeh. It never occurred to her that Fanny might of saw the show, much less ask about it. As Nevaeh fought of the shock the only thing she could muster up in response was...)

”So you saw that?”

(Fanny seemed more relaxed as she observed how Nevaeh no longer sported her fierce glare in any way. Instead Nevaeh stood there, her eyes shifting down as to not look at Fanny.)

’Yeah, I saw it. That looked like it really sucked...and hurt. I mean I can’t imagine what it’s like getting hit with a crowbar. Though I did once walk into a pole. I was like 12, walking with my mom home from the store, reading Mad Comics, right? She told me to keep my head up, but I was laughing, next thing I know, BOINK, walked right into a sign. Ha, I’m sure they’re similar.”

(Fanny let out a chuckle, seemingly sincere in her statement. Nevaeh, however, just stared at downward with a straight face. She understood that Fanny was trying to relate, even if Nevaeh didn't see the similarity. Nevaeh was about to speak up when Fanny started up again.)

”But that doesn’t make it right for Frenchy Stankass to pull her crap. Especially after what happened before. That young lady really seemed to be a bitter little bee there. I’m sure that wasn’t easy to go through either.”

(Nevaeh was already in an emotional state of mind. Having to go through all of this was not the desired plan at the moment for her. In the span of five minutes Fanny has not only harped on Alysson, but also brought up the ordeal with Cassandra. Nevaeh again tried to keep her cool and calmly answered Fanny as she looked back up at her.)

”None of it was easy to go through Fanny. Not a single thing. I went from a great high, to right in the gutter, again. I’d rather not dwell on it. Let’s just go to the gym, shall we? That’s what’s really gonna help me right now.”

(Fanny seemed to have snapped back to what she was actually here for. Yet she did notice how Nevaeh’s mood had changed.)

’Oh yeah of course. Not a problem at all. Here let me get the door for ya.”

(Fanny turned and walked back to the Pirus, opening the back door for Nevaeh, grinning from ear to ear as she did. Nevaeh walked to the car, eyeing the Prius before looking back at Fanny, pointing at the car while doing so)

’Guessing the Altima is still in the shop, huh?’

(Fanny looked back at the Prius and than back at Nevaeh...she then chuckled)

’No, no Altima yet. Mechanic is having some issues with it. Something about a radiator, fluctuator combo wambo deal.  But he tells me it’ll be out soon.. I keep forgetting to update that darn bio, but I get so busy that it just slips from the ol’ noodle, ya know?”

(Nevaeh just stared at Fanny with a dumbfounded look. Nevaeh had no idea of what was involved under the hood of a car,  but she was sure a “fluctuator” wasn’t actually in there. Nonetheless Nevaeh didn't feel like getting into that conversation. She went about getting in the backseat as Fanny closed the door for her. Fanny made her way into the driver’s seat and started up the car. Soon they were off to the gym.

In the first few moments there wasn’t any talking going on. Just complete silence. Nevaeh had been brought out of her funk by Fanny and her….. “Approach”. That wasn’t a bad thing. It did keep Nevaeh from slipping back into trying to plot ways to attack Alysson. But with the silence it was starting to slowly fester back into her thoughts. Nevaeh’s face started to take on a more scowl like feature. Fanny had looked in the rearview mirror and noticed how Nevaeh was looking.

Nevaeh just wanted to hurt Alysson right now. It was a one track goal of hers. There had to be a way Nevaeh could get to her. It certainly wasn’t going to be in a wrestling ring anytime soon. But she was fair game anywhere else. Yes there were legal ramifications, but to have Alysson know she could hurt her would be worth it. How could Nevaeh... )

”So what do you think about LeBron coming to town? It’s pretty big, even if the Kobe fans are getting defensive about it. The guy retired years ago and hey let’s face it, he was pretty much done a year or two before he did, am I right?”

(Fanny’s question interrupted Nevaeh’s deep thinking. Nevaeh was left unsure how to answer it.)

’I’m not really that big a basketball fan. I know who LeBron is, but don’t really have an opinion on it.”

(Nevaeh still didn’t know why she answered that at all as Fanny slowly nodded her head.)

”Ah. Well you’re from Atlanta right? Yeah I wouldn’t be a fan either if I had to root for the Hawks. Just brutal. Wait, that means you root for the Falcons too? Ouch, they gagged like dogs in the Super Bowl a few years back. That had to be a rough night. Like seriously you choke that bad in such a big spot is humiliating. But hey the Braves lost all those World Series and...”


(Fanny was now startled as Nevaeh tried to regain her composure. The rambling statement, along with her current state, caused Nevaeh to briefly erupt.)

”..sorry. Look I’m not a big sports fan is all. Plus I...I’ve trashed my hometown teams enough on national television as it is. Hasn’t left us in the best of spots.”

(Fanny looked back at Nevaeh through the rear view mirror.)

’I see, well yeah that umm..that’ll do it alright. So like the city of Atlanta doesn’t rate high for you either?”

(Nevaeh quickly shook her head as her mood seemed to change. As if Nevaeh was eager to dispel that notion.)

’No, I love the city of Atlanta. It’s a great city, a fun city. There’s alot going on there. The movie industry has really taken a liking to it. It’s just blown up more and it was already a premiere city. Atlanta is great.”

"That’s good, I’ve never been there, but seems like a destination to get to by what you say. And maybe you should try patching things up with the teams there. That’s good business right? I mean if they support you and you support them then you all win don’t you? You’ll get free tickets and VIP access and stuff? That stuff has to be cool?"

(Nevaeh had to ponder the suggestion for a moment.)

’Well yeah I guess it would be good business for us to be cordial. Getting perks like that ain’t bad. I’m just more out here than in Atlanta nowadays. I…”

(Nevaeh now paused as she tilted her head while looking in Fanny’s direction.)

’Wait, why are we even having this conversation? How did we get on this topic?”

(Fanny looked back at Nevaeh through her rearview mirror. As she spoke to Nevaeh, Fanny had a sincere tone to her voice)

”Well you said you wanted things to go smoother this time. That’s what I’m trying to do. Also when I looked up in my rearview mirror here you had a look that...well I think Voldemort glared at Harry Potter with a friendlier expression then you were showing. I figured I could try and lighten the mood. Get to talking about things that are going on in the world. Good stuff anyways.”

(Nevaeh was left speechless. Fanny was actually helping her? And wouldn’t you know Nevaeh’s focus went away from that dark, angry place at the least. While answering all these questions were confusing at first, it was all to try and get her in a better place?

Nevaeh was still trying to piece together how to respond to what she had heard. After a moment she said what she felt best worked.)

”Thank you for that Fanny. I….I appreciate that. I guess I really don’t hide my emotions well”

’Well I mean it’s kinda natural to be upset after what happened to you. You got attacked on the biggest stage possible, been called all these things. From how you were looking it seems you’re itching to bop that tart something fierce. I don’t blame you either. I’d want to throw hands as well if I got treated that way. But just seeing ya like that I..I felt I should do something.”

(Nevaeh sat in her seat and had her entire thought process thrown for a loop. Fanny had done a great deed for. She didn’t even realize how big of a help she was to Nevaeh right now. Nevaeh couldn’t believe it either. Yet here she was, snapped out of her funk, and thinking clearly)

”I do want to beat her ass something fierce. She jumps me in front of the world and keeps talking shit since. That’s why I need to get to the gym right now. I need to work this all off. Put it to use. Not just be stuck up in my room the whole time. I’m not taking this lying down. I don’t know when, but I’m gonna get her ass and I’m gonna show her that she should never fucked with me to begin with.”

(Fanny now pointed towards Nevaeh, wagging her finger as she spoke while looking at her through the rearview mirror.)

”Seems we got ourselves a goal there. You keep staying on the course and you’ll get there. Things will work out for ya there Nevaeh. Like this ride, no issues whatsoever, yeah?

(Another asuste point by fanny. There hadn’t been any issues, just like Nevaeh had asked. The more this went on the more Nevaeh started to come out.)

”Yeah, there haven’t been any issues. You kept your word Fanny. This has gone exactly as I wanted it to. Actually this has been a...fun ride. ”

(Fanny’s eyes went wide, her entire body propping up, as she looked at Nevaeh in the rearview mirror)

”REALLY?! I mean...I told you everything would be a-okay with me. Never worry your fanny when your with Fanny…..wait I think I need to work on that abit more.”

(Nevaeh now did something she didn’t think she would be doing, smiling. Fanny had a way about her, but Nevaeh was finding her to be very helpful right now. Fanny had helped her get her mind back on a more positive track. How long that would alst nobody really knew. But it did give Nevaeh a moment to think clearly.

If she was gonna overcome this she needed to keep her emotions in check. For if not she could slip back into that old mindset of hers. It was still in her. Nevaeh needed to better contain it. But for now she... )

”Oh, hey I got something else that could help you?”

(Nevaeh shifted her eyes to Fanny, what did she have in store now?)

’What would that be?”

(Fanny grinned from ear to ear)

”Well when ya get down what helps turn a frown upside down? A ceramic clown!”

(Fanny now held up a ceramic clown)

”A special month offer Avon has going on. Pretty cool, huh?’

(Nevaeh stared at the ceramic clown with a bewildered expression.)
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