[JK] NEXT TIME.

Posts : 11 Join date : 2023-12-09

In your saddest dreams, I am beside you. I am failure. I am loss.

I am the end.

Emmanuelle.

Your name is far more synonymous with success than mine-this is something i’m aware of, something i’m cognizant of, something I’ve always known. One day, I’ve thought our paths might cross, I’ve been ready for it like a brewing storm, like a building front, the feeling you get in the air before lightning strikes an’ thunder cracks, the moment where things become fuckin’ real.

Do you feel it, now?

A few years ago, you were in my place-you have everything to prove an’ everything to lose, every opportunity to show the world that you could be somethin’. In a lot of ways, you proved that you were, you earned the championships, you got the spotlights, you found ten thousand opportunities an’ you grabbed ‘em by the balls an’ you made ‘em your bitch. The world waited with bated breath to see what Emmy would do next, t’see the next spot that you’d call home, the next gold that you’d carry in your arms an’ ‘round your waist, the place that would be yours, the glory, the glitz, the glamor-it was all you, girl.

But if I’m bein’ honest, it didn’t last forever. Candle that’s twice as bright burns half as long, they say. You’re inconsistent, now. Your rookie year was heat, but this? This might just be a chance for me t’get a rep off of you, a chance for me to build somethin’ at your expense-I wanna be God, Emmy, an’ if I’ve gotta take you by your platinum fuckin’ hair an’ smash your head into the fuckin’ canvas, I’ll absolutely fuckin’ do it. I’ll tear your fuckin’ shit out in sheets. I will show you a fuckin’ war the likes of which you’ve never seen. I will do what I must, because this is do or fuckin’ die, this is go time, this is a moment before a moment, an’ I won’t let her slip away.

I won’t let it get lost in the fuckin’ muck an’ mire. I won’t fail when I most need to succeed.

I won’t let you become a fuckin’ roadblock in my way.

For the time I’ve been on this fuckin’ planet, it’s always been pretty cunts like you who’ve tried to stop me dead in my fuckin’ tracks, who’ve tried to keep me from doin’ what I’ve needed to do when I’ve needed to do it. Opportunity’s continued to knock despite it, but there’s always some stupid fuckin’ has been who wants to get one over on me aside from that, who wants to find out how much she can do to fuck ol’ Jupe over. I’m not sure if it’s because people think I’m fuckin’ stupid or naive, because I’ve not been in this business long enough, because I’ve not been ‘round this place long enough, because I’m not as good or as smart or as ready to politick as the rest of y’all. I don’t know why I read like an easy fuckin’ target.

I sure as shit ain’t.

At the end of the day, when push comes t’shove an’ Big Jupe/b] stands tough against stupid cunts like you, ol’ Emmy, I want you to realize that this business has moved past your rookie year, that competition has gotten stronger, not weaker; that I’ve got places t’be an’ things t’do in PCW an’ beyond that don’t involve you, an’ I’m not about to let your dumb ass cave my fuckin’ face in an’ stop me from gettin’ what’s mine. I’m not about to let you take the spotlight from me, here. I’m not about to let you take my place, here.

This is mine. It’s no one else’s, especially not yours.

And if you try to take it from me, I will break every single one of your goddamn fingers. These boots were made for fuckin’ crushin’, and that’s exactly what they’ll fuckin’ do. They’ve run roughshod over motherfuckers bigger an’ stronger than you. They’ve run roughshod over four other motherfuckers to get the title opportunity I’ve got. They’ve run afoul of some of the worst in this fucking business, and you? You’re nothin’ but a minor inconvenience. You’re nothin’ but yesterday’s news. You’re nothin’ but the last, most recent thing standin’ in my fuckin’ way.

Like the rest of ‘em, I’ll cut you down.

Understand that this ain’t personal-in a different time, things coulda been different, we coulda been friends, even-a personal contest to show who was strongest, somethin’ that took us both to our fuckin’ limits-but this is gonna be somethin’ much more simple, somethin’ carnal and furious, somethin’ that’s gonna get me where I need it to, an’ somethin’ that’s gonna leave you where you are-waitin’ for your next opportunity, your next meal ticket, strugglin’ all the fuckin’ way.

I respect you, Emmy, but I can’t let you win.

Not here.

Not now.

Mordeau’s waitin’ for me, an’ I’ve gotta make sure you don’t cash in the fuckin’ ticket you’ve got to stop me from gettin’ to him. When I’ve got that gold ‘round my waist, we can run it back, but for now, I’ve gotta keep my eyes on the prize.

I’ve got a dynasty to end-an’ a champion to kill.

Next time, though, eh?

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