But if there is any further injury, then you shall appoint as a penalty life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot, burn for burn, wound for wound, bruise for bruise.
—Exodus 21:23-25
BROKEN WINGS
CHAPTER TWO
It was pretty obvious what everyone had been watching, a woman that was on the fringe of insanity. Sienna Swann was slowly being dissected by the very people who she had once been cheered by, her life was becoming shambles, she didn’t know how to handle loss after loss in her personal life and in her professional she seemed to be doing well but not getting the attention, recognition or adulations she had expected after defeating Jordan Majors twice. This had become the norm, and last week she faced a tag team managed by Kelcey Wallace, the woman that practically took everything from her. Sienna wanted some revenge and what it did, was make her lose some focus on the match itself, where at times she left Bree to fend for herself, as she was so obsessed in trying to go after Kelcey Wallace. Sienna wasn’t going to relent, there was a deep hatred and each time she was able to get somewhere after Wallace, she was kicked in the face with a chair in hand by Owen Cruze or was stopped at every turn when she was finally able to level Kelcey only for her to come back and hit Sienna with the Perfect Ending which was both brutal and surprising, practically knocking Sienna unconscious or so it seemed…
Adding more salt to the wound.
Now, Sienna found herself trying to keep it together, she was furious at what had happened in the match and though they won by disqualification and awarded the much needed first two points heading into a match with Adams and Gold, Sienna was still not satisfied as Kelcey had once again gotten one over on her. The gorgeous South African though had finally lost it. Her marriage with Chris seemed to be ending, though she continued everything she could to keep it together and wasn’t going to give up easily, for Sienna would do anything to get her way and keep him. She had lost Nathaniel, the son of Kelcey who sienna took care of as her own thanks to Chris giving the baby back to his mother during the hearing, there was nothing more than could have hurt worse…
Except Kelcey getting her at Breakdown last week.
Sienna was not going to let this go. Bree and Xiomara knew that she needed help, had to be controlled, the self-destructive attitude was a danger to her and those around, but Sienna didn’t see that, all she saw was pure hate in her heart, and there was no one that was going to stop her.
SCW Breakdown
Louisville, KY.
9.30.2020
After what happened In the match, Sienna was helped to the back, she was still groggy after the hit by Kelcey Wallace but had already come to her senses, Xiomara and Bree held her by the arms and practically dragged her into their dressing room, where they could get her away from the general public. She starts to scream now as the closed the door, yanking herself from Xiomara and Bree stumbling a little before catching her balance, charging at the door where Xiomara blocked it, Bree swung her around quickly getting right in her face. There were times when Bree found herself alone, taking on two at once while Sienna was so incensed at getting to Kelcey Wallace, she didn’t even pay attention. She had promised Bree to be focused, and she was far from that which angered the former World Champion….
Bree: “What the hell was that out there, babe!?”
Sienna: “Where is she!?”
Xiomara: “Where is who!?”
Sienna: “You know who the fuck I am talking about!? Where…..”
Holding her head, Sienna becomes a little dizzy as Xiomara catches her, but the South African beauty pushes her off quickly. Bree isn’t having any more of it, jumping right in her face…
Bree: “I love you Sienna, but you need to stop this shit right now! What happened out there!? We almost lost! Look at your face! Look at it!”
A very disgruntled and angry Bree without thinking about it wipes Sienna’s head with her hand and shows her bloody hand to the Angel, she was so worked up that didn’t even realize how cut she was thanks to the chair which hit her face. Bree smears her hand on Sienna’s chest….
Bree: “You have lost it out there and got careless! Kelcey suckered you right in and probably gave you a concussion! Damn it Sienna, I thought we had an agreement! I thought that we were focused! This is about the tag team titles, not some petty revenge, that comes later, not now! You have to let this slide out of your head! I….”
Sienna: “I was fixing the problem my way! She needed to pay for what she has done to me! And if you expected me to just let her get the best of me, you were wrong!”
Bree: “Newsflash Sienna, she knocked you out! She did get the best of you!”
Sienna couldn’t bear to listen anymore, still bleeding, and sweaty from the match she tried to step around Bree toward the door, still a little woozy but at this point she didn’t care. What she didn’t take into consideration was that Bree and Xiomara DID care. Bree stood right in front of her, not letting her pass, Sienna didn’t want another altercation like they had the last time when Bree and Xio bailed her out of prison, the last people Sienna wanted to fight with were Xiomara and Bree, they were her closest allies and didn’t know what else to do, hanging from the last knot on the rope….
Bree: “No! Enough! I thought we had an understanding after Church!? I was under the impression that we were on the same page! Sienna, there were times when you left me alone out there to fend for myself, that is not focus! When you went out there and saw her it was like you went blank! I can see it in your eyes, so hell bent on revenge that you are willing to sacrifice what we agreed upon!? Damn it Sienna! Damn it! We almost lost and look at you! She embarrassed you, Sie!”
Sienna: “SHUT THE FUCK U…..”
*SLAP!*
Xiomara stood there quiet, in shock, startled at the right-handed slap that smacked sweat and blood off Sienna’s faces causing her to lose her balance and fall, especially after the hits she took to the head in the match. Bree quickly realizes what she did, thinking maybe she could have caused more damage as Sienna is glossy eyed….
Xiomara: “Bree!? Carajo munequa what the fuck were you thinking!?”
Bree: “I…. I….. I am sorry. I’m just so frustrated right now with everything! I can’t stand seeing her like this Xio! I can’t! Babe….”
Bree drops down to the floor and coddles Sienna who is grimacing in pain, she had been through so much already and Bree knows that her friend is slowly losing every single grip to reality and it pains her. That slap was out of anger not toward Sienna, but the entire situation. She looks up at Xiomara…
Bree: “Get me some water, now please!”
Xiomara: “Okay… okay!”
Xiomara opens the door to walk out, but as it swings open Matt Hodges walks by and sees Bree holding Sienna, her blue eyes shift toward the door as it closes with him looking on and then departing. Lowering her head, she starts to whimper, even Sienna understands that this obsession has consumed her, grief stricken and everything she told Bree at church, everything she promised in being focused and ready for the match was either a lie, or she never accounted for how she would react the minute she saw Kelcey. Sienna a week prior viciously attacked Sasha, this time Kelcey laid her out and she was ready to go on a murderous rampage…..
Bree: “I’m sorry, Ididn’t mean to strike you. I don’t know what the hell came over me, this whole situation is too much! I wish I could fix it for you babe, I want to see Nathaniel back in your arms and you know that nobody wants to see that bitch pay for it more than me for the years she has made my life hell as well, but we need to do this together, you have to let this go, Sienna. There will come a time, when she gets what she deserves, you and I both know that.”
Sienna: “I want her dead.”
Bree’s eyes widen some, because Sienna is not saying this in any type of metaphorical way, she really does want her dead and there is no way that she will allow Sienna to throw away her life for some vengeance. Xiomara walks in and hands her the bottle of water, where she opens it and offers Sienna a drink, sipping it slowly, closing her eyes and resting her head on Bree’s chest…..
Bree: “Under no circumstance does she get out of your sight, okay?”
Xiomara: “She won’t.”
Bree: “Promise me.”
Xiomara: “I promise.”
Bree: “Sienna, this has to stop, you are too talented and too important to the SCW for this, you can’t throw it all away. I won’t let you do that, this is about us, not just you, what they did was to us and I know that you’re hurting, feeling betrayed and angry, you need to rise above this Sienna, you need to elevate yourself past and be the bigger person…. I am begging you.”
Sienna: “I want her dead….. I want all of them dead. I can’t help it. Kelcey, Sasha, Jordan, Owen….. all of them. I can’t take this anymore; I can’t keep going home knowing my son is in her arms now and she is erasing all memory of me. She can’t do that….. she can’t. And Chris? They stole him from me, they poisoned his mind and now they are laughing at what she did to me tonight, laughing……”
Xiomara: “Nobody is laughing munequa. They know that tonight has consequences, but we need to be smart about it. Win those tag team titles in the Grand Prix, that is how you get back at Kelcey because it proves that nothing Kelcey does will change the fact you will always be better, smarter and more talented than her.”
Bree nodded to Xiomara, for they were strong words, depicting the truth. What was left for Sienna and Bree was to win the whole damn tournament and shove it in Kelcey’s face. For now, the Perfect Ten had the last laugh….
But she hasn’t laughed loudest.
Later That Night
Sienna’s Hotel Room
The altercation on Breakdown was not what Sienna had intended, Bree had enough of her ranting and raving, she was upset and made sure the South African beauty knew it too. Never thinking Bree would already add more insult to injury but for Sienna it was something she needed to see, that those who have stood by her side love her to death, hating what they are seeing right now happening to a woman that at one point was so confident and stoic. After the Perfect ending by Kelcey, it seemed like it was the straw which finally broke the camel’s back. Bree had to remind Sienna of exactly what she still had and who was there still as friends, supporting her every step of the way. Xiomara finally got her back to her hotel room, obviously visibly upset about what happened earlier, she ended up taking a shower, but instead of getting in her bed clothes, Sienna slipped on jeans, thong sandals and a black halter to, put on some makeup and slicked her hair back into a high ponytail, her nails polished naked. She had plans, couldn’t’ sit in her hotel after what happened, walking out where Xiomara was sitting, she had already kicked off her heels, resting her feet on the coffee table still in her black suit pants and white blouse from earlier, shocked that she was even attempting to go anywhere…..
Xiomara: “Hey…. Hey …. Hey, where do you think you’re going?”
Sienna: “Out.”
Xiomara: “No munequa, you are staying right here, come on, sit down with me, I can make some popcorn and we can watch some Lovecraft Country.”
Sienna: “I need to go out and have a drink or two.”
Xiomara: “Fine, I am going with you.”
Sienna: “No, you’re not.”
Xiomara: “Sienna, this is not open for discussion, I am going out with you tonight if you’re heading anywhere. You took a couple of blows to the head, you have a nasty cut above your brow, please, getting in your pajamas, if you want a drink, I will order one from the bar to be brought up here, and you stay in. We are not going to do this tonight, alright?”
Sienna wasn’t having any of it, she already had the shit slapped out of her earlier by Bree, palm struck by Kelcey, cut open by Owen, the night couldn’t have gotten any worse and Sienna knew that, sitting in the hotel and allowing this to fester was not what she wanted. She needed to get out, but didn’t want Xiomara there with her, she knew that Xio would scrutinize her every move and that is not what she wanted, instead to let loose…..
Sienna: “You are right sweetie; we are not going to do this tonight. I am going out for a couple of drinks, by myself at the bar about a block from here, and you are not going with me. You are also not telling Bree that I went out tonight either.”
Xiomara: “Really Sienna? Fat chance on that mami. Come on, now you are starting to piss me off, go get undress, come sit on the couch with me and watch some shit. Don’t make me go Puerto Rican on you with the chancla, munequa.”
Sienna: “You’re not slapping me with a sandal, I have already been slapped enough today, thank you very much. I am not asking for permission here, Xiomara, I am telling you what I am doing, stop trying to act like my bloody guardian or something.”
Xiomara slowly stands up, doesn’t even bother putting on her shoes, walking barefoot on the tile, hands placed on her hips….
Xiomara: “Bree was very nice about what she said to you, I’m not going to be as nice, munequa. We are going through some tough times here, and you need to listen to the people who love you and have your best interest at heart. I don’t want this to go any further than it has already. So I am telling you, one last time, please go change and come watch TV with me, I will order us some drinks at the bar.”
Sienna: “Last time I looked; I pay you for services.”
Xiomara: “Sienna, don’t do this.”
Sienna: “Do what? Speak the truth? Xiomara, Laura hired you as my manager and advisor, you are my agent and the woman who has my back, but you don’t do it for free, so technically you are my employee and when was the last time an employee told the boss what to do?”
Xiomara: “Sienna…. Please don’t go down this road, I am your friend!”
Sienna: “You are also on my payroll and I doubt that you would want to lose this high paying job that pretty much gives you the freedom to live life in a very luxurious way. I can fire you right now Xio and the only thing you could do about it is accept it, and pack up your shit, leave and don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out.”
Xiomara: “Why are you doing this Sienna? It is not necessary; I am trying to save you from yourself if no one else fucking will!”
Sienna scoffs at the comment, picking up her purse and heading toward the door….
Sienna: “I am going out, I will be back later, and you are going to stay here, not tell Bree I went out or anyone else for that matter, it is what I pay you to do.”
Xiomara: “Sienna…..”
Sienna: “Order some drinks and room service, all on me.”
Xiomara: “Damn it, Sie….”
But before the sentence could finish Sienna Swann was already out the door and halfway down the hall toward the elevator. Sienna didn’t care, she was going out and not one was going to stop her. Xiomara stood there, furious, clinching her fists, shocked and disappointed that Sienna pulled the card on her, and there was nothing she could do about it without risking getting fired, and then she couldn’t help her for sure among other things….
For it just became a little more complicated.
Olde Towne Philly Bar
Fifteen Minutes Later
Sienna had made her way toward the bar about a block from the hotel, storming out and leaving Xiomara, she needed to be alone, a slight bruise had formed under her jaw from the hit by Kelcey but she covered it well with Makeup. Sienna entered the bar and people turned heads already, it was automatic high they made a seat available for the Angel as she sat down, her frosty blue eyes said it all as the bartender approached her. She knew that this was not the place to be, it was though her escape, a chance to get away instead of seething and thinking of different ways to murder Kelcey, Owen, Aaron and anyone else that had pissed her off. Xiomara didn’t want to fight her anymore, Sienna was right, while they were great friends, she also worked for Sienna, and she called the shots. The Angel scoped her surroundings, there was a mixture of people there, many had just finished work, some obviously had been drinking all afternoon and into the evening. The bartender cleaned her area and offered her a drink…
Bartender: “Hello, what can I get for you ma’am? You look like a Dirty Martini type.”
Sienna: “Dirty Martini, that sounds wonderful.”
Bartender: “Coming right up.”
Sienna was soaking up the attention, she could feel all eyes on her, looking around, making eye contact, smiling at people, she was really putting on a show, though many already knew who she was, the “For the People” Movement made her face a household name. Sienna didn’t care though, her beauty and allure a lot of times masked her insecurities and at the same time it worked for her, as people would not like Sienna for what she has done, but seeing her in person changed many opinions. The Bartender brings her the Martini….
Bartender: “Here you go ma’am.”
Sienna: “How much do I owe you?”
Bartender: “Nothing, the gentleman in the corner of the bar bought it for you.”
Slowly, Sienna turned to see a very handsome African American man in a black suit, white shirt, and no tie. With a smile, she winked at him, holding her Martini up for a toast. The stool next to him was empty, so she decided to throw caution to the wind and walk over, maybe she needed this therapy more than anything, to go out and mingle, meet new people, whatever to venture out of her circle. She sat next to him, turning to face the man who greets her…
Devon: “My name is Devon. When I saw you across the way, I didn’t think for one second that you would look my way, but then I decided to buy you that Martini as a token of your beauty. I didn’t expect you to come sit over here. I understand.”
Sienna: “Hello Devon. I’m Sienna.”
Devon: “A very pretty name.”
Sienna: “So tell me, what do you do for a living Devon, I don’t see a ring on your finger.”
Devon: “I see one on yours.”
Sienna: “Yeah, my husband is estranged, he left me pretty much in a lurch, sometimes I wear the ring to hold out hope, sometimes I wear it so no one will hit on me, my guess is you either do not care, or didn’t see it.”
Devon: “I didn’t see it. I would never hit on a married woman.”
Sienna smirks, sipping her Martini….
Sienna: “A man who still believes Chivalry is alive.”
Devon: “Your accent, where is it from?”
Sienna: “South Africa.”
Devon: “It’s charming.”
Sienna: “I know, so again, what do you do for a living?”
Devon: “I’m a stockbroker by day, and by night, I’m just a normal guy trying to love my life in peace. You? I am going to say model.”
Sienna: “You have seen me on all those billboards, magazines and posters before, yes?”
Devon: “No.”
Shocked and surprised by his answer, Sienna is now even more intrigued by this handsome man. Brushing her hair back, she tries to get a feel for him…..
Sienna: “Really? Where are you from?”
Devon: “Well, my family come from Antigua in the West Indies. I have been out here a few years, working mostly in Philadelphia, New York, and New Jersey. Just so happens that my stop in Philadelphia was a pleasant surprise. So, what is a beautiful woman like you doing in a bar like this in Uptown all alone?”
Sienna: “I also wrestle. That is why I have a little cut above my brow. I know, what is a woman like me doing wrestling, I have a little secret, I’m really good at it.”
Devon: “Now this I would like to see. I played soccer for many years, was on the reserve team for the Olympics, but never was able to play. I enjoy what I do though, meet new people and get to travel a lot. It is rather nice.”
Sienna: “I do the same, but I get to beat up mine. Well, I’m not really the type of woman you should be talking to, I’m a bit corrupt and some say unstable these days for what has been happening in my life, I have practically lost everything and need to start over.”
Devon: “I know how that feels.”
Sienna: “Do you?”
Devon: “Oh yes.”
He drinks the rest of his whiskey on the rocks before gesturing the bartender for two more drinks…..
Devon: “I hope you don’t mind me ordering us some more drinks.”
Sienna: “Not at all. I plan to sit here for a while. When I said I lost everything, you mentioned knowing how that felt. I have been at the top of the mountain and in the bottom of the lake, sweetie, I don’t think you can top me.”
Devon: “Try me.”
Sienna: “Okay, when I was younger, I was caught in a scandal for the Miss Universe crown, lost all my endorsements, modeling deals, everything and had to start from scratch, then I became a wrestler and talk about hell at first. After a while I finally started to become very good at it, became the World Champion, married the man of my dreams, had a beautiful baby boy, I was not the maternal mother, but always found myself competing against her in all aspects of life including the ring. She took everything from me, including my husband and son, now I find myself on the fringe, teetering back and forth in a fit of madness, scared at what I am becoming. Top that.”
Devon: “Three years ago I lost my wife and three-year-old daughter in a car accident.”
Sienna stops, suddenly gripping her chest at the sound of such an awful event that occurred in his life…..
Sienna: “Oh my God. I am so sorry.”
Devon: “It’s okay. She was my Queen, and my little girl was everything to me, but I know that it was all part of the design life has for us, knocking us down to only make us stronger. I took a very bad turn for a year, was in a dark place, pretty much gave up on everything and didn’t want to continue, then one day I rolled out of bed, I had a shave, cut my hair and went back out in public, I knew they didn’t want me to live like that. It’s a test Sienna, and I truly believe that everything happens for a reason. What is happening to you will only make you stronger.”
Sienna: “I hope you’re right, because right now I don’t know if I have anything left. When you despise someone as much as I do toward one person, it’s a dangerous proposition. I don’t want to live my life that way, but what do you do when all is taken from you? I wish that things were a lot different and I had made better choices in my life. Everyone thinks I am crazy.”
Devon: “You? Nah, I would have to disagree, all you are is a woman that is hurt, who doesn’t know how to put the pieces back together, what I learned is you do it one piece at a time. Don’t do what others expect you to do, Sienna. Do what they don’t.”
Sienna: “Very logical advice. Tell me something Devon.”
Devon: “Yes?”
Sienna: “When you look at me what do you see?”
Just as she asks the Bartenders brings them more drinks. He smiles, this time they toast, sipping, their eyes lock on each other….
Devon: “I see a very dangerous woman.”
Sienna: “Great observation.”
Sienna moves closer to Devin as they continue to engage in conversation and drink, this wasn’t the end of the night, only the beginning and it was indeed going to turn out, quite dangerous.
Back At The Hotel
A Few Hours Later
Xiomara had fallen asleep on the couch in shorts and a tank top, covered snug in a warm blanket with the TV still on, slumped over when the door opened, suddenly Sienna came stumbling in, falling over the side table by the foyer, quickly waking up Xiomara who shot her eyes open only to see Sienna face down on the floor. Shaking her head, she knew that it was going to be one of those nights again where she would have to put her to bed, walking over she grabbed Sienna to help her up when the gorgeous blonde looked up at her and Xiomara’s face suddenly turned pale, Sienna had been beaten, a busted lip, her cut from earlier with the chair at Breakdown was open again, her shirt and bra ripped, jeans as well torn open at the buttons, her feet were dirty and wet, Xiomara quickly grabbed Sienna and dragged her to the couch. She ran to the bathroom, grabbed a towel, damped it and ran back to Sienna who looked out of it, she didn’t know what the hell had happened to her, and now she was beating herself up over not fighting Sienna further and forcing her to stay in the room and not go out…
Xiomara: “Comer mierda! I told you not to go out tonight, why the fuck didn’t you listen to me!? What happened, what happened, Sienna!? Were you attacked!? Sienna….. were you…”
She couldn’t even come to say the word herself, just thinking about such a horrific experience was terrifying in her own mind, considering Sienna was already on the fringe and this would take her over the edge. Xiomara didn’t know what to do, turning to find her cell to call an ambulance and the police before Sienna grabbed her arm shaking her head….
Sienna: “No….”
Xiomara: “What? Fire me if you must, I don’t fucking care but I am calling the police and an ambulance for you, Sienna!”
With what strength she had left, Sienna slapped the phone out of Xiomara’s hand to the floor….
Sienna: “No…… I need Chris.”
Xiomara: “What?! Chris!? You need Chris!? Are you fucking kidding me right now!? We need to get you to a hospital and I need to call Bree, that is what you need right now…..”
Sienna sits up with what little power she had left grabbing at Xiomara’s shirt pulling her in, her eyes bloodshot red and the fear of god in her eyes….
Sienna: “NO! No Bree! NO cops! No Ambulance! Get me Chris! Please….. I need my husband!”
Xiomara: “What happened!?”
Sienna: “I was….. I was… assaulted, but I fought him off before he could do anything. I don’t want to tell anyone.”
Xiomara: “You need to tell the authorities…”
Sienna: “Then what? If the SCW finds out, they will fire me or have me committed to some fucking program and I’m… Tired… All I want right now is Chris please get him for me!”
Xiomara was torn, again Sienna had completely lost it and was talking about seeing Chris, why? She needed medical attention, she needed the police, she needed her family, and friends, but all Sienna could do was think about Chris… Xiomara always had a good relationship with Chris, they were friends and of course shared some sexual encounters with Sienna and independently… But Xiomara needed her job; she didn’t want to go against Sienna and have this situation get worse either… Xiomara had no choice and nodded, making Sienna comfortable as she started to head out the door…
Xiomara: “You stay right here; I will go get him. I think I know what room he is in.”
All Sienna could do was nod before curling up in a ball and wrapping herself up in the same blanket Xiomara was using before. Xiomara left the room quickly to go down a few floors to where Chris was at she knew exactly where he would be….
Chris Cannon’s Room
He sat at the table in shorts, flip flops and a plain t-shirt, staring at his ex-wife who came over for a small chat and a night cap, wearing baggy bottoms and a cut off top, barefoot, her toenails polished a watermelon shade. Her long sandy blonde hair hung down to her shoulders, as she let out a giggle…
Kelcey: “You are crazy you know that don’t you?”
Chris: “Probably…”
Kelcey: “That said I am happy that you were able to find a steady tag team partner in Lucas Knight and…”
Chris chuckled now taking a sip from a glass he had on the table beside him…
Kelcey: “What?”
Chris: “Lucas being a steady partner, just made me laugh. I have no idea what that future really holds, but I can’t deny it didn’t feel good working in a team again…”
Kelcey: “Well for what it’s worth I’m glad he talked you out of retirement… And I think it is great that you moved back to our old home in Hermosa Beach, I really did love that house, it deserves you, nice walk on the beach, nice getaway.”
Chris: “Yeah, it is even if it is a little empty…”
Chris sighed while thinking about the past between he and Kelcey and the memories they shared there…
Chris: “But you didn’t come here for my moping… Thank you for stopping by, after tonight a lot went on and I have missed our talks.”
Kelcey: “Yeah me too. I spoke to Scott and he and I both believe you need to come over and see your son, Chris. I know he can tell you’re not around and its bothering him, I think it would be good if he saw his dad.”
Chris: “I have been building the courage to, Kelcey, just been difficult and I am trying my best to settle down and understand what exactly is going on, you know? It has been a rollercoaster of a ride so far and gone pretty quick, I am worried about Sienna, and so should you, she wants to hurt you, bad and this time I don’t know if I’d be able to stop her from trying.”
Kelcey was well aware of that predicament, nodding for a second before sipping her mug which had some of Lucas and David’s Rum in it, same with Chris. It was the first time in a long time that Chris and Kelcey had actually sat down alone the two of them and shared a moment. She had gone out with Blake Mason earlier and turned in but wanted to make sure that Chris was alright and to plea with him to see his son and attend the Halloween Party she recently announced. It wasn’t lost on her that she was glad to see Chris getting back to his senses, it was refreshing….
He had certainly seemed to change…
Kelcey: “I know Chris, I telegraphed it tonight, played a little possum and lured her in. Maybe I should have just let her kick me, or whatever. I don’t know other than it sounded good in my head.”
Chris: “Well anyone would tell you that is a very bad idea love.”
Kelcey: “It really is.”
The two share a laugh when suddenly they hear pounding at the door. It startled Kelcey as Chris didn’t know what was going on, heading toward the door, he saw Xiomara in a state of panic, running barefoot in the hallways, he knew something was wrong…..
Xiomara: “Chris! Chris It’s Sien…….”
But the sight of Kelcey quickly stopped Xiomara in her tracks, a bit surprised that she was in Chris room. Her eyes somewhat widened, turning to Chris who sighed but ignored her reaction….
Xiomara: “I didn’t know she was going to be here.”
Chris: “It isn’t how it looks, what is wrong with Sienna?”
Xiomara: “She was assaulted and refuses to talk to anyone or allow me to call the cops or take her to the hospital. She only wants to see you. You need to come with me now.”
Chris: “I… What? Assaulted?”
Xiomara: “I don’t know all the details, just that she is a mess and wants to see you. Please come, maybe you can talk sense into her.”
Kelcey: “Chris, go. It’s okay, I need to turn in anyway, please make sure she is alright for everyone’s sake.”
Chris: “I… okay, thank you.”
Kelcey smiles, she understood that this seemed like a very dire situation. Chris grabbing the key to his room quickly left with Xiomara leaving Kelcey to take her last sips of rum, slowly brushing her hair back and letting out a sigh. It only took a few minutes before they finally were back at their hotel room, Xiomara opens the door ,Chris came in and saw Sienna in her state, he was shocked at what he saw, as Sienna slowly sat up, tears streaming down her face, attending her…
Chris: “Sienna… What the hell happened?”
Her bottom lip quivers and she begun to shake a little with both Chris and Xio standing by her. He didn’t know what to do, what to say or what to think right now… Seeing his wife in this state threw everything through a loop…
Sienna: “Chris, I was so scared….. I… he followed me out of the bar and then attacked me… He was trying to tell me he was a fan… But I fought him off best I could but he….. he tried to rap…… oh my god he tried to rape me…”
Sienna looked to vomit but managed not to, Chris had no other reaction than to embrace her, because despite everything he still loved Sienna, he just knew that she needed help, they both did… But seeing this happen to her was a bit of a wakeup call after what happened earlier on Breakdown. Why was she out alone, he had a lot of questions, he didn’t understand the full story….
His attention and anger shifting to Xiomara…
Chris: “Why the fuck was she out alone!?”
Xiomara: “Don’t look at me like that Chris, I couldn’t stop her!”
Chris: “The bloody hell you couldn’t! She is in no condition to be going out in the streets of Philly alone, love! This bloody place is dangerous! Sienna, did he….”
Sienna: “No…. no.”
Chris: “What did he look like? I’ll go find that fucking cunt right now. Where did this happen?!”
Sienna: “I don’t know….. I think he was….. I don’t know it was dark. This needs to be between us, no one else needs to know Chris, I could get in a lot of trouble with the SCW, I don’t need any more bad publicity, I can’t stand it.”
Chris: “Fuck all of that, this is serious.”
Sienna: “I know!!! But I just want to move on, after tonight, I needed to clear my head, try to get over everything and my hatred toward Kelcey. Xiomara know’s how it is, she knows how I’m feeling don’t you?”
Xiomara: “What?”
Xiomara went a little pale having gone through something herself in her past, it was something that she had shared with Sienna but also with Chris. It was of course why she swore off men for so long until Chris Cannon entered her life…
Xiomara: “I understand what you’re going through Sienna…”
Sienna: “See? I just needed some time for myself, I told Xiomara to stay, it wasn’t her fault, I was a complete bitch to her and demanded she stay, or I would fire her…. I made a mistake…. Chris….. I am so sorry…. Please don’t be mad at her blame me if anyone…”
As she cries even harder, Chris does the right thing and consoles her, there is nothing else he can do but be there for moral support. Turning to face Xiomara, who’s eyes start to tear up, blaming herself for what had happened and recounting what happened to her years ago, she felt guilty allowing Sienna to just walk out, and be threatened by her instead of putting her foot down, now this happens…. Laura hired her to protect the Angel… She wasn’t doing her job…
Chris: “I know it’s difficult, but we need to get the authorities involved, love.”
Sienna: “No, they will destroy me in the press, and I can’t take any more of it. I just need you right now please. Don’t leave me, don’t leave me tonight. Please stay…”
Chris: “Sienna….”
His eyes shifting to Xiomara who is gesturing for him to stay almost pleading for him to as she didn’t want to be alone either. Chris sighs, knowing that it is the right thing to do and staying with Sienna at least tonight was the right call, making sure that she will be alright after the traumatic night she had. He nods as she embraces him again, this time tighter, resting her head on his massive shoulders….
Thinking back to early as she inhales his scent….
One Hour Earlier
As she stepped out into the alleyway behind the Olde Towne Bar, it was dark, no one was around, holding the hand of Devon and leading him outside. Sienna pinned him against the wall and starts kissing his neck, he was fully aroused not expecting to be with such a gorgeous woman like the Angel. He was caught in the moment, the stout, muscular young man was going with whatever Sienna demanded, this time running her tongue down his throat….
Sienna: “I want you to fuck me right here, right now.”
Devon: “I…. uh…..”
Sienna: “What’s the matter, huh!? Come on Devon, don’t you think I’m pretty!? Don’t you think I am an Angel!? The most beautiful woman in the world!?”
Devon: “I do, but……”
Sienna: “But what?”
Devon: “Sienna, you’re acting weird, very freakish.”
Suddenly she stops, tilting her head and glaring right at him with her frosty blue eyes, a scowl forming, as the Angel again started to lose control of her emotions, She couldn’t handle the rejection, she understand why he called her a freak, maybe it was a good thing….
Sienna: “You called me freakish!?”
Devon: “You are so beautiful, but you are also very mentally unstable and I hope you get the help needed.”
Sienna: “Help Needed!? Are you fucking serious right now!? I don’t need any help!”
Devon: “Yeah, look I….. I gotta go okay, give me your number, and maybe I’ll call you?”
As Devon tried to leave, Sienna grabbed his arm and swung him around. Scratching the side of his face as he let out a small grunt, then grabbed her by the neck, pushing her against the wall, she smiled…..
Sienna: “Yes! Do it!”
Devon thought for a second, before letting her go, quickly walking away leaving Sienna there, intoxicated, aroused and angry. Her breathing became shallow, clenching her fists, closing her eyes, letting out a loud scream before suddenly, she started punching herself, ripping her clothes, it was like she had lost all sense and sensibility, like a mad woman before throwing herself on the damp, dirty street, sitting there for a moment, as the cut from earlier in the match started to bleed again, busting her own lip…..
She would then slowly stand up and walk back to the hotel….
Hour Later
Sienna is comfortable in the arms of Chris, a small smile forms on her face, as he now with her, caring for her, even if it was all lies. She found the solution to her problems, some time with her estranged husband which was a start. She was hoping this would be the first of many, a way back so they could be together, and this would be a great start. No one would know the truth, as Xiomara looked on with concern in her eyes also, the truth was Sienna simply didn’t care, for she was given what she wanted all along….
Chris’s love and attention.
No matter the cost.
SCENE FADES
THE FRINGE
The Eastern State Penitentiary, also known as ESP, is a former American prison in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. It is located at 2027 Fairmount Avenue between Corinthian Avenue and North 22nd Street in the Fairmount section of the city and was operational from 1829 until 1971. The penitentiary refined the revolutionary system of separate incarceration first pioneered at the Walnut Street Jail which emphasized principles of reform rather than punishment. Notorious criminals such as Al Capone and bank robber Willie Sutton were held inside its innovative wagon wheel design. James Bruno (Big Joe) and several male relatives were incarcerated here between 1936 and 1948 for the alleged murders in the Kelayres massacre of 1934, before they were paroled. At its completion, the building was the largest and most expensive public structure ever erected in the United States and quickly became a model for more than 300 prisons worldwide.
The prison is currently a U.S. National Historic Landmark which is open to the public as a museum for tours seven days a week, twelve months a year, 10 am to 5 pm. Visitors are allowed to walk into several specially marked solitary confinement cells, but most of them remain off limits and filled with original rubble and debris from years of neglect. The city skyline of Philadelphia is visible from the prison courtyard, which still has the original baseball backstop and a chain link fence atop the “outfield wall,” the outer prison wall, to attempt to keep home run balls inside the grounds. There is also a camera located in the center guard tower, that lets visitors experience a correctional officer view of the prison. Here is where we find Sienna Swann, the Angle of the SCW and a woman that is on the fringe of insanity. It was well aware that she was not focused in the last match of the tag team tournament, hell bent on hurting on Kelcey Wallace but to everyone’s surprise Kelcey leveled her with the Perfect Ending, drawing the Disqualification and awarding the match to Sienna and Bree.
All it did was throw Sienna further into an abyss, a point in which no one thought she could return to.
She has become self-destructive, and at the same time unhinged, with Jay Gold and Holly Adams up next, and everyone knows how much Holly annoys Swann, this could be another volatile situation in the making. Sienna stands by the top of the cells in Block 4, she has on jeans, ankle boots and a black tight long sleeve top, her long blonde hair is slicked back in a high ponytail, nails a glossy coating. Xiomara stands a bit away leaning against the wall as the camera starts to record…
REC:
There is a pause, a small moment of silence before she begins to speak, trying to keep herself calm after what happened last week on Breakdown….
“Some say that I am a victim of my own psychosis, trapped in a cell like this penitentiary. Whether that is true or not, doesn’t matter for you have no idea what I am thinking. Was I focused last week with Bree Lancaster in the Tag Team Tournament? Of course, I was, on hurting Kelcey Wallace and her Perfect Pack. Did I make some mistakes in my raged state of mind? Maybe, but I had one goal, to win and do it with utter humiliation, watching Kelcey, Aaron Blackbourne and Owen Cruze scatter like roaches after the lights come on. Yes, my intentions were clear, yet it seems like everyone wants to play stupid about what these people have done to me and the ones I love because you can’t see past your own hypocrisy and bias. To everyone in the SCW, Kelcey Wallace, Sasha and the rest of those who have stood against me and practically destroyed everything that I worked toward for in my life and in the ring, so I am sure all of you were happy. With the loud cheers when Kelcey Wallace hit me flush in the face with the Perfect Ending and knocked me silly, oh I bet every single person watching and in the locker room stood up in unison screaming from the top of their lungs in adulation all because I was given what supposedly I deserved, yes? It wasn’t bad enough I was hit with the chair flush in my face and cut open by Owen, but no, since I was carrying it, Demetria felt that it was just, really? What else can we do to me? Didn’t it all start years ago when Kelcey took my crown when I was a kid trying to make it in the modeling industry before they realized I was the face of fashion. Or the fact she is given credit for the Parkinson’s Disease “Perfect Cure” Wing at Cedar Sinai which I PAID FOR.
Maybe it’s the heartwarming tale she took Nathaniel from me when she didn’t give a shit about that child and only did it to hurt me further, or how about breaking Chris and I apart for she couldn’t fathom us together when she was the sole reason he went to me in the first place? Kelcey is like a locust, she comes in and devours everything in sight leaving nothing left and that’s alright, acceptable in the eyes of the SCW Universe. See, I knew Kelcey was fine, she wasn’t fooling me and yet we have all these people protecting her for what? Look at what she did to the Wonderland at Rise to Greatness. Look what she has done this entire time even challenging me on Twitter where I gladly accepted, but no, she is still the innocent one here, it is all about Kelcey and her Perfect Pack, Owen who is the most disrespectful son of a bitch in this company but all of you Generation “Z” fucks run and buy his crappy, thug clothes and think it’s hip, supporting this piece of garbage when he is nothing more than a spoiled child that Sasha has allowed to get his way because he was on the team that won the position for her at last years Retribution Tactical Warfare Match while I laid practically unconscious after I tried to plea with Regan Street as the friend I have always been and Kennedy sucker kicked me, but that was justified, right? We all know that Bree Lancaster and I have been the targets for how long now but if you think for one second that what Kelcey did to me will not go unpunished, if I am supposed to sit idly by and allow her to take more away after humiliating me at the end of Breakdown last week, then what you will see is not some sort of redemption story, or no….
It is simple retaliation.
What the world around them doesn’t notice though is that each passing day I get closer and closer to what I want, while Sasha shuns me, Katya plays her games, this company is littered with nepotism from Mr. D all the way down to his daughters and this was just another example of it, still here I stand. I let Bree down though, I made her a promise that I didn’t keep, and it was all Kelcey Wallace’s fault. After last week, I hear the whispers, some claiming that Sienna Swann is on the fringe of insanity, they all say I need help, some even think I should be locked up in a place like this? I beg to differ for I am completely lucid, and more focused than ever. Kelcey simply had a lucky shot, she played the coward the entire time until luring me in and then striking like the bold face liar she has always been. THAT is the REAL charlatan! THAT is the REAL fraud! Seeing her boy toys come to the defense on Social Media is pathetic and pedestrian. This week though is not going to be like that, I don’t have Kelcey acting like the damsel in distress, instead I look across the ring at probably the biggest joke and the punchline for the Tag Team Tournament, two blasts from the pasts, that the SCW has surely already outgrown, Holly Adams and Jay Gold.
When I saw this, I smiled, for now I get a chance to break the jaw of an imposter.”
Xiomara’s baby brown eyes narrow a little listening to Sienna speak, the Angel has been fuming, steaming since last week. When Kelcey was able to get the drop on her, but she knows that this was only the beginning, she needed to pick and choose her battles carefully and act when it was time, as well presented itself. Sienna paces some, leaning against one of the cell doors, her frosty blue eyes fixated on the camera…
“What has Jay Gold or Holly Adams since I entered the SCW back in 2014? Nothing, they were not around, Holly disappeared just as quick as she came back, Jay Gold was a piece of SCW lore that many simply forgot, only a few mentioned his name, it was out of sight and out of mind. While they may not agree, what these two represent was a time in the SCW when the talent pool was a handful of crusty bitches and hag tags. They were not the trailblazers and innovative stars who pushed the envelope and broke the REAL ground in this company, oh no, Holly Adams was a novelty act, a trope that has been done by prettier and better wrestlers like me, and Jay Gold was a product of his own time. A makeshift tag team for no one else wanted to be paired with them and we are supposed to believe they stand a chance against two of the best in the tournament? That would be us if you weren’t following. Another prime example of giving anyone a chance except for those who actually deserve it, like Sienna Swann. There are only a few who can survive in this culture, who have proven they can defeat the very best in the SCW, men like Matt Hodges, but Holly Adams Tweets for days about defeating Sammy Thomas Davies and thinks winning against a naïve, young idiot like Kelsai Adamson-Mason suddenly makes her Championship material and a star. There was a time when Jay Gold was something, the fans watched him in awe, at the skill level he had, they appreciated what he brought to the ring, definitely one that earned his Hall of Fame induction…..
Then, not now.
The first ever Supreme Champion, the 2006 Male Wrestler of the Year, the man who practically started what is known today as being an Elitist in the SCW. Yes! Jay Gold, the poster child of what an SCW Wrestler should be and everyone, I mean EVERYONE should follow your lead!
If this was 14 Years Ago.
What have you done since coming back? Let me guess, help out with the new and young talent, be a part of such a diverse roster, share the knowledge and the wisdom that you have as a professional to the rest of the wrestlers looking for guidance, yes? No, just like the rest of the wave, these fossils who have suddenly decided to return all at once to catch a little bit of my spotlight and glory, all you have done is try to take away opportunities when your time came a long time ago and had left years before I even entered the SCW. That is the problem I have always had with people like you, who think they can capture the brass ring one more time after you already did it all, still though it isn’t enough. Jay Gold, all y6ou are doing is shitting on your legacy, leaving women like me who seen and read the things you accomplished hold this mystique about the man known as Jay Gold, now ruining it for me at every turn. Did you think I would be honored stepping in the ring with you, Jay? Am I supposed to be starstruck wrestling the very FIRST Supreme Champion, the guy who started the very exclusive list that only ten others have been able to accomplish considering all the athletes who have come and gone in this company since you retired? Why did you come back Jay? Don’t give me the cookie cutter answer like every veteran does, why did you really come back?
I will answer it for you Jay….
Greed.
Plain and simple, Jay there is no other reason no matter what you have told us, deep down inside all you care about is padding your stats, and teaming with a self-centered, over-inflated, annoying cunt like Holly is proof of it. Now you want to win this tournament, grab some tag team gold, anything to accredit your return to the ring so no one calls it a massive failure, but what did you expect facing Bree Lancaster and I, Jay? Honestly, look me in the eyes and tell me that you think Holly is going to help you beat us?
And I will call you a liar.
You are everything the SCW stands for and represents, from the moment this company opened its doors until now, there is no arguing it. What people see when they look at Jay Gold is Supreme Championship Wrestling and the rich history this company has had, but you see Jay, I don’t give a damn about history, I could care less what you did when I was 15 years old, trying to breaking into the modeling industry as a high school teen, I didn’t even watch the product back then, for I thought wrestling was a barbaric sport to entertain virgins and losers who sat at home with no life, you were a part of that, Jay. So many aspiring wrestlers looked up to you, maybe you are the reason that they joined the SCW, who knows but if you’re looking for respect from me?
Look elsewhere.
I hate what this company stands for and the messages it sends, what you did was build a platform for a couple of insecure little girls to run into the ground and now you’re playing your part. Well, Jay I will play mine. See, this is MY era now, not some long lost forgotten past that nobody gives a shit about and reminisces on how “great” it was once when the talent level is NO WHERE NEAR what Bree Lancaster and I bring to this wretched operation. Come tomorrow night, I will remind everyone exactly what happens to those who stand in the way of progress, you egotistical piece of shit….
For you should have stayed retired and saved the embarrassment I am going to give you and that pretentious bitch, Holly Adams.”
Sienna now paces some more, before stepping into the actual cell, sitting down, and leaning her head back. It was just two weeks ago that she experienced this then, and now she sits down one more time, waiting for tomorrow nights challenge and a chance to do some more damage, sending a message to the SCW and those in charge. She starts laughing a little thinking of Holly while Xiomara looks on…
“And then there is you, Holly Adams, who I can’t help but laugh when I think or even turn my face to look at you. When a football player has been in the endzone scoring touchdowns, they don’t go crazy bragging about the one they recently ran in, acting like they have been there before, but not Holly Adams, here she comes with a win over STD and suddenly you’re the next coming of let’s see, Sienna Swann? Yes, because even if you were here before me long ago, everyone forgot your existence and contributions to the SCW which were few and minor, they were too busy seeing me become the best Athlete and the Iron Angel of the SCW. Why did you come back Holly? We know why Jay came back, for nothing more than to take up space and live off the name he already made, but you? Never really had a name. The Blondetourage was a thing back what? Eight, nine years ago? Giving Syren an excuse to finally come out of her shell, lose about twenty pounds and act like she is sixteen again? Or maybe a never was like Madelyne MacTaggert who decided to pack her shit with the Shoot Kings when realizing that she was never going to cut it in the SCW, and what is with this obsession about being beautiful when those years have long past, now we have a bunch of bitches in some kind of mid-life crisis trying to be mean girls?
That’s all a tired bullshit act.
As you can see, like Jay, the SCW passed your little stratagem a long time ago as well.
Holly Adams wants to be like Sienna Swann, your little win streak since being here has been wrestling a bunch of rookies, nobodies or washed up has-beens, for the first time you are actually going up against TWO former World Champions, and I can tell you right now Holly that nothing you do will change what is going to happen at Breakdown, a loss. Your constant Tweeting, I see stopped, when you practically alienated every single wrestler entering this company. Does that really matter though? Because all you have done since returning is trying to step on the shoes of the wrong people like Bree Lancaster and I, a feeble attempt at making fun of our looks? YOU, making fun of women that are way prettier than you’ll ever be? Let’s get right to the point, Holly. I don’t like you, matter of fact, you simply get under my skin, making blondes look stupid and bringing that stereotype to life, which is both sad and pathetic at the same time. I would be reminisced if I didn’t mention your ability in the ring, you’re good….
Sienna Swann is great.
What I have done since long after you left was not only build a brand, I took those stereotypes and changed them. While you still think the pageantry is a thing the way you’re preceding, I was Miss Universe and making the whole red carpet, paparazzi vision fresh and innovative. See Holly, you’re that little jealous girl that wanted to be the Prom Queen, I WAS the Prom Queen. You wanted to be the Super Model. I AM the Super Model. You wanted to be taken serious, I AM taken serious, always needing the attention I get by stepping into a room and not acting like a complete asshole by screaming for their consideration and care, begging for anyone to mention your name in the same sentence as Sienna Swann and Bree Lancaster, it will NEVER happen. It’s like saying, you’re on the RTG Pre-Show, Bree and I are on the last two matches of the actual PPV. Oh wait, that is a reality. Holly, what a woman like you is looking for is what I already have. The SCW may act like they do not respect me, they may try to pretend that I am not the Main Event or the SCW Superstar of the Year TWO years in a row, a three time former World Champion, and someone who they will remember long after you are gone and part of a Trivia question at the local bar on Monday Nights.
Holly Adams will never be what Sienna Swann has become…. The ONLY Blonde that mattered in the SCW…. Besides Bree of course.
Instead what you and Jay Gold are is a sentimentality of an old SCW that nobody cares about. Maybe back then your little act was cute and funny, I am sure Syren was so happy to be a groupie and a part of something so she could hang her hat on, but as you have seen Holly, times have changed and with it, the tolerance for your lame antics. You’re like an old Jordan Majors, what she would have become in her later ages had she stayed on the same path instead of eating the shit Sasha shoved in her mouth and tried to make her the face of the SCW when I dominated her not once but TWICE and they still tried to make it seem that it was all about her. Not anymore….
Breakdown is about ME.
It is about Bree.
Everything that I have held inside of me this past week I will unleash upon you, Holly. I don’t care if you think that you’ll get away with it or not, this time there will be NO Holly Adams show, hour or whatever, it will be ALL about Sienna Swann and Bree Lancaster as we head on to become the World Tag Team Champions and you fade away in obscurity with Jay Gold as a part of a forgotten history….
For the past is long gone and you two with it.
I sit in this cell, no stranger to it, for my actions put me in a place like this just a few weeks ago. Now, I scare myself, thinking I feel comfortable in one, for it saves all of you. Last week was it, I will no longer try to hold back from anything and if that means making an example of Jay Gold and Holly Adams, then so be it….
Until I get what I want.
…. And when I do, it will be Perfect.”
Slowly standing up, Sienna walks up to the cell door, leaning in a little as Xiomara looks on, knowing that Sienna means every word she speaks. The gorgeous Swann’s eyes narrow before speaking….
“I may learn from history…..
….. but come tomorrow night, I erase it.
With a Kiss By An Angel.”
With an intense look on her face, she continues to glare into the camera while Xiomara nods.
FADE TO BLACK
/REC
Sienna Swann 