Welcome Guest [Log In] [Register]
Add Reply
Admiration, Crime And Punishment.
Topic Started: Jul 1 2008, 09:41 PM (100 Views)
Kathryn Velmont Thomas
Southern Belle Beauty - Kick Ass Attitude
[ *  *  * ]
“Momma?” I ask making sure it was my mother on the end of the phone. All the Winchester Women sound alike on the phone, for all I knew it could have been Stephi or Merci. “No Momma, I’m still in Toronto, look I need a favour” I look up at the sales girl, she’s looking a little pissed that I was taking so long but I couldn’t give a flying fuck. See I had this tradition, no matter where I went to, I had to bring the girls back a gift, it could be as little or as big as I wanted, but I had to take them something. And suffering my first loss in the sVo, what better way to brighten my day then a little retail therapy.

“What ring sizes are the girls?” I ask as my mother rambles on on the other end of the line. “No Momma I’m not, just what size…” I relay the information to the sales girl, who starts to find the appropriate sizes.

“Thanks Momma, I’ll be home tomorrow. Yea love you too.” I click the phone shut before she has a chance to say anything more. I watch as the sales girl as she delves throw the various sizes of rings. The diamonds glittering like sand under the midday sun. She lines up the three platinum, heart cut pink diamond rings in their black velvet display cases before me before packing them away into their individual Tiffany’s Toronto bags. I choke a little when she tells me the final cost, but the thought of my sisters faces when they see the bags and their smiles when they open them? Not to sound like a Mastercard advert, but priceless.

I’ve sacrificed so much for this career, but those girls? They are something I’ll always have no matter what, and to be honest? I love nothing else in the world more then them. Except maybe my career. No I would still put my girls first. God forbid anything happen to any one of them. And God help any man that hurts them.

I write the check for nearly five thousand Canadian dollars, grabbing the bags and head towards the street on which my beautiful baby is parked. Once my Daddy hit the big time he taught me that a check book came in real handy, especially if you didn’t want to pay for something. When a celebrity used an establishment, more specifically in the eighties and nineties rather then now, but it does still happen occasionally, and paid by check, the owner or manager of said establishment would rather keep the check as proof that celebrity frequented there instead of cashing it.

If only companies such as Tiffany’s had the same feel for nostalgia…

She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati on a cold white Christmas…. Wait sorry, I’ve had that damned song stuck in my head for days now. What I was gonna say was that on the long drive home back to Checotah, I had lot to think about. Replaying the match in my head from Countdown to Violence, I almost had it done. But not quite. If I hadn’t of let myself get tangled with Talon, I probably woulda had the match won. But no use looking back on Shoulda Woulda Coulda. Now " Shoulda woulda coulda," means I'm out of time, Coz "Shoulda woulda coulda", can't change your mind. Gorramit. Is everything I say gonna turn into lyrics fro some annoying song that gets stuck in your head for days on end….

The final stretch, the dirty dusty road that leads to the Winchester family ranch. I can’t help but think about what is gonna happen in Vegas on Sunday night. Roulette night, Who was I going to face. It didn’t matter. I know that…

My concentration breaks as I see the house in front of me. The front door bursts open and three beautiful blonde angels gather on the front porch to greet me. How can I seriously think about kicking ten barrels out of someone when all I can see is how happy my sisters are to see that I’m back home.

Being a considerable amount older then them, in comparison to the age gaps between Stephi Merci and Cordi, meant that I was the one they looked up to. At first I had tried to hide my particularly, wild lifestyle from them. That was until I convinced them NOT to follow in my footsteps and that I have made the mistakes so they didn’t have to. Take Stephi for example, she stayed in school, was valedictorian of her graduating class, currently taking a year out before heading to UCLA to study Law, then wants to head to Harvard. When she first told me her plan. I cried. This girl is nothing like me but has my attitude towards everything. Seriously, I love these girls like they were my own kids.

Possibly because they are gonna be the closest I ever come to it. I did some crazy shit when I was younger and I’m paying for it now and some of it, I will never stop paying for. I was just about to make it big time, I mean really hit it big when I fell pregnant. I had been utterly stupid and when I didn’t surf the crimson tide, I knew something was wrong. I took the test and with it, I saw my whole future head down the drain.

I had three options. Take some time out, with the offer that had been laid in front of me, there was no way they were going to wait for me. Keep on wrestling and whatever happens, happens. Yea and as soon as the little bump started to become noticed, I probably woulda been fired. Or thirdly just nip the thing in the bud, because like I didn’t know if you knew this but pregnancy often leads to children.

Can you guess which one I went for? Bingo. So Women Now helped me out and they lied. They said it would feel like a heavy period. Fucking liars. I screamed in agony. I had never felt anything like it before in my life and I’ve been throw flaming tables and god knows what else.

I assumed it was gods way of punishing me for what I was doing but that was yet to come. I spoke to a few other women in the business who had been through similar experiences, it was the same for them too. Some psycho babble bullshit about they have to tell you the bull to try and make you relaxed to make it easier. I don’t know and I really couldn’t care.

So I went through all that shit and then a few months later, during that time of the month I was in agony, worse so then ever before. I had to get it checked. Turns out something hadn’t quite gone right with the abortion and now my insides are screwed. I don’t know I didn’t really pay attention, all those big medicals words just confuse me, I mean unless of course it’s McDreamy or McSteamy talking, then I’d be all ear but this dude was total George complex so I kinda just tuned out. But God’s punishment for being Pro Choice?

Your never gonna have kids….

Posted Image
Posted Image
Love Faith xXx

Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous)
ZetaBoards - Free Forum Hosting
Free Forums with no limits on posts or members.
Learn More · Sign-up for Free
« Previous Topic · sVo Showdown RP Archive · Next Topic »
Add Reply

threesixty by tiptopolive of the Zetaboards Theme Zone