It was half way into the match when I rammed your head into
the side of that cage so hard your head got opened up like a piñata. As a
few drops of your blood hit my hands I knew that I was finally going to
defeat you. I was finally going to kill you. I threw you into the corner so
hard all your breath was knocked out of you. I slowly walked over to you
and heard you speak 'Calm down will you, your killing me you here' and now
just like you had done to me months before. I laughed. 'Trish you don't
know how right that statement is. Your not getting away from me now bitch
and I'm going to make you pay for everything you did to me. For all the
times you used me.' You looked into my eyes and as you did I saw the look
on your face go from being in pain to being scared out of your fucking
mind. Before you got a chance to run I grabbed you and continued to
dominate you, I wanted you to suffer before it was all over. I beat you til
you couldn't move and then it was time. I dragged you into the middle of
the ring and sat you up for a pile driver, the pile driver that would go
'oh so terribly wrong' and snap your neck. Before I finished the move I
said to you the last words you were ever going to hear 'You were right
Trish, this company wasn't big enough for us both, you fell right into the
little trap I set for you and do you want to know that best part. *you*
never had a *clue*!' SLAM! CRACK! I knew it had worked, the sound of your
neck snapping told me that. That cracking sound would have probably made
any other person sick, but it was music to my ears. You were gone forever.
As much as I wanted to stand up right there and spit on your sorry excuse
for a body, I didn't. I stood up and ran to the ref with tears in my eyes
'Something's wrong.. I heard a snap.she's not moving.' I fell into the
corner 'crying' my eyes out. I watched the EMT's loading your lifeless body
into that thick black back and onto a stretcher. That would be the last
time I'd have to see you.
And now, a mere few hours later and for the first time in 2 and a half years I felt good. I wasn't dead inside anymore, I was filled with a new life. Every bit of you was gone now. Vince came over to me in the back and told me to take some time off so I can better deal with my 'loss', as he called it. As much as I didn't want to I have to take at least a week off to make my story seem real.
Now I stand in front of a mirror looking at my reflection, I see myself in a new way. I look like I did before I met you. I'm free now, free of everything you.
You should have never crossed me bitch, you should have known better. I WIN TRISH! You got the better of meat first but that's all in the past. All that matters now if that I WON! All the pain, the hurt, the rage, the hate, everything I've need feeling for year. It's Finally Over!
And now, a mere few hours later and for the first time in 2 and a half years I felt good. I wasn't dead inside anymore, I was filled with a new life. Every bit of you was gone now. Vince came over to me in the back and told me to take some time off so I can better deal with my 'loss', as he called it. As much as I didn't want to I have to take at least a week off to make my story seem real.
Now I stand in front of a mirror looking at my reflection, I see myself in a new way. I look like I did before I met you. I'm free now, free of everything you.
You should have never crossed me bitch, you should have known better. I WIN TRISH! You got the better of meat first but that's all in the past. All that matters now if that I WON! All the pain, the hurt, the rage, the hate, everything I've need feeling for year. It's Finally Over!