♥ Pretty Much Over It [Deception Aftermath]

[Arianny DeLise]

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♥ Saturday, August 27th 2016 - MGM Mansion

Thursday night and all day Friday had been agonizing for Arianny Blake. Having been in a car wreck before, she could honestly say that she felt worse now than she did the night Jackson Kendrick had attempted to murder her by cutting the brakelines of her Mercedes. Her injuries were pretty legit - concussion, bruised and cracked ribs, and a bruised lower back. The arm that been broken thanks to her wreck had been broken again (not that it had completely healed anyway). Getting pepper-sprayed and getting destroyed by 21 other people all bigger than you had lasting effects but Arianny’s ego was damaged more than anything. She was completely over Ready Set Wrestle and all the shit she and her bestie, Mondae Chaos, had endured. Since day one, they had been beaten down and fucked over in every single way. It blew her mind that for some reason people still saw her and Mondae as the villains.

At Vendetta I, Jack Owyns and Georgia DeLise had made an example out of the Mean Girls by unfairly taking away Mondae’s title shot for no other reason than the fact Jack couldn’t let go of a grudge. At Vendetta II, Georgia had made a tournament for the Supreme Championship and purposely left the Mean Girls out of it. It had been a disgusting abuse of power on Georgia’s part and obviously orchestrated by her boytoy, Jack. To end Vendetta III, Mondae had been thrown through a window by Jack and nearly killed. Did anything happen to Jack for that? Of course not because once again, a blind eye had been turned. On that same show, Arianny had been unfairly attacked by Bryce Albright all because Mondae had been a better wrestler than him the previous week. Had Arianny been given a chance to get revenge on Bryce for attacking her? Nope. It had just been conveniently forgotten and swept under the rug. As far as Vendetta IV goes, how could anyone forget that? Lord Blake was beaten right in the middle of the ring. Mondae, who had worked her ass off to even get in the tournament, was well on her way to facing Archer at Deception for the championship.

But Jack Owyns had taken it away.

Mondae had been defeated and to make things worse, Archer handcuffing her to the ring and taking liberties with her had also been ignored by everyone in charge. As far as Deception goes, Jack and Georgia had been taken out of the picture but not before they had fucked over the Mean Girls and Jace O’Brien. They had basically set the trio and Georgia’s brother, Shawn, up to die. Masked men and Hanalei Brightly had taken over for Jack and Georgia, and as Arianny had laid there in that warehouse, blinded by pepper spray and taking her beating, one thing had become perfectly clear to her.

RSW was never going to be her home.

Too many things had happened and gone wrong for her to ever feel comfortable there. The roster was home to some of the worst wrestlers in the entire world and not one of them seemed to give a crap that MGM was better than them. It infuriated Arianny beyond belief things had gotten so far out of hand and she blamed herself for it. She was the leader of the Mean Girl Mafia. She was the brains behind the operation. She had made the biggest mistake of her life when she had allowed Shawn DeLise inside their world, thinking she could use him and trust him. Her second mistake was attempting to save Oddball. As much as it broke her heart to admit it, she knew that he was the one behind all the thwarted plans. Thanks to his iPad he had constantly kept in contact with Jack, and Arianny had been the one to give it to him because she had wanted him to be comfortable and happy. Taking pictures made the moron happy and it just figured that the one time Arianny showed any type of sympathy towards another human being it had ended up costing her everything.

Her name, the MGM brand, their reputation meant absolutely nothing to RSW. She wanted to sit back and watch Mondae kill everyone. Or blow up The Arena during the next show. Either way was fine with Arianny.

Despite the betrayal, Arianny couldn’t bring herself to have Oddball’s life ended. He was currently sleeping in the master bedroom suite, comfortable and snug, his iPad clutched to his chest. He looked so peaceful and completely adorable. As much as Arianny wanted to shut her feelings off for him, she couldn’t. It hurt to stand and honestly, the 18-year needed to be in her own bed at the moment, not trying to make such a gut wrenching decision. But the painkillers she had been feeding herself and the vodka she had been chasing them down had worn off and she felt like she was going crazy.

Shawn tucking his tail between his legs and running away had been the final straw for Arianny. For weeks, Mondae had been asking to kill Shawn and Arianny had kept saying no. They had to keep looking at the bigger picture. But now Arianny wasn’t even sure if the bigger picture was worth it. She was beat up and better off poor, as far as she was concerned. MGM had jobs waiting for them in Japan if they decided to take them and every time Arianny looked over the contract she had been offered, the desire not to sign it became less and less. Why should MGM stay and fight? San Francisco didn’t deserve them. RSW sure didn’t deserve them. Shawn DeLise could go fuck himself because he was the last person in the world who deserved them.

They had done everything for him and he had done nothing.

Arianny took another look at Oddball and clenched her fist at her side. Difficult decisions had to be made and people needed to be hurt. Arianny wasn’t going to have Oddball killed, but she was going to make it look like he had been murdered. Then she was going to ship him off somewhere so no one would ever be able to find him.

“Wake up, sweetheart,” Arianny whispered and shook the sleeping man until he woke up. Oddball slowly opened his eyes and blinked, adjusting to the light.

“ARI! GUESS WHAT?! I HAD THIS MOST AMAZING DREAM!!! Jack and Georgia DeLise sent me a picture and they were safe. And they were together. And you are safe. And Frost, well Frost isn’t doing well. But like Alicia, she is okay. And Radek and Ava. And all my favorite people who for some reason don’t get along are all like totally safe.”

Oddball sighed happily and turned his iPad so Arianny could see a picture of Jack and Georgia. A lesser woman would have snapped.

Arianny forced a smile. “That’s fantastic. Look, we are going to play a game. You love games, right?”

Oddball sat up in bed and eagerly nodded. “YES!”

“Perf,” Arianny smiled, and it was so fake. “Now, it still hurts for me to move so you will have to help me. We are going to get you dressed up with fake blood and tons of cuts, and all that good stuff. Basically, we are going to stage a murder scene. I want some pictures of you, like you have of me, and once we make sure that you look good and dead, and get our pictures, we are going to make sure you get all cleaned up.” She paused and swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat. “Then we’re going to go to the airport, buy you a ticket to any place you want go, and never see one another again.”

Oddball looked puzzled but shrugged his shoulders. “Sounds great!”

Arianny nodded her head and held out her hand. “I need the iPad so I can adjust the photo settings the way I want. You go and get all the stuff we play with. Grab the handcuffs and take off the robe. We need this to be as gross and gruesome as possible.”

Of course, Oddball was very happy to oblige Arianny. She had shown him more kindness than anyone else ever had and that’s why the situation truly ripped at Arianny. In another time, another life, maybe everything would work out. But it certainly wasn’t going to work out in this one.

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♥ 3 Hours Later

Arianny sat in her bed and scrolled through the pictures she had taken of a “dead” Oddball on the iPad. They all looked pretty disgusting and she was more than pleased with her handiwork. All those episodes of SVU had finally paid off. Her makeup skills were on fleek. Selecting the selfie she had taken of herself and Oddball, she sent it to Jack. Selecting two more that showed what appeared to be a horrendous murder, she sent those. Oddball had decided he wanted to go to Salar de Uyuni in Bolivia, home of the world’s largest salt flat. Arianny hadn’t questioned it. Unfortunately they hadn’t been able to get him a flight to Bolivia right away. So Oddball was still in the mansion.

Sighing, she switched the iPad off and looked at Shawn’s latest ugly social media post to her. Every single insult and every little comment did nothing but push her further and further away. She typed out another reply and tossed her phone across the room. She was over it.

She was actually over all of it.

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