Post by MJ Bell on Apr 2, 2014 20:45:15 GMT -5
April 1- Ellington Field Airport.
The place buzzed busily with bodies all shuffling around with places to go. Some of them were running to catch their planes, most of them were sitting around waiting or grabbing food. Melissa is juggling a cup of coffee and her two of her bags while MJ carries the other one. She grabbed a pass so she could go past the gates to help Melissa. They used the 'She is scared of flying' trick which actually had some truth. Melissa hates flying. As they walk through the airport they discuss gossip and yesterday's show. Kenshin's loss, drama with Brianna and The Family, MJ joining Brianna's team and Harlequin's match. They talked about almost everything about Massacre except for....
Melissa Reed: “Spill. What was up with you and Ian?”
MJ Bell: “What is up with us? That is really what you want to talk about? I'd rather talk about my match this week with Damian.”
Melissa, on the other hand, refuses to talk about the match. MJ rolls her eyes in annoyance because she knew that Melissa will not budge from the subject unless the two of them talk about it.
MJ Bell: “Nothing. Nothing is 'up' with us. He kissed me. That is the end of the story. Can we please talk about my match?”
Melissa Reed: “No. MJ, he wanted to have a steamy make-out session with you. Seriously, you really can't see what is going on? ”
The red head answers her friend with absolute silence. What can she say? Honestly, when Ian kissed her again she figured it had something to with Sean. It is another way for him to get inside her head and she wants nothing to do with it. MJ can't handle any more mind games for this week.
MJ Bell: “I don't know what you think is going on but in my opinion, this is just some ploy by The Family to fuck with me. Sean is apart of them and is still pissed because I was about to beat him but Ian interfered...”
Melissa Reed: “You think Ian kissed you because of Sean? MJ, you aren't a stupid person but that is just stupid.”
MJ Bell: “How is that stupid?”
Melissa Reed: “Oh, sweet heart, he kissed you because he has a thing for you.”
MJ Bell: “Are you kidding me? You don't screw with peoples matches because you have a th--”
Melissa wildly flails her hands in front of MJ's face to stop her. Which does the trick. Her eyes blink rapidly in confusion.
Melissa Reed: “ AH! Facts, first, he brought you FLOWERS in the hospital to make sure you were okay. Second, he didn't throw you around when you YELLED at him and three, he kissed you. Ian Bishop, Mr. Incredible, any other nicknames that man has, he has a thing for you. He's like... The Beast to your Beauty.”
MJ's eyes roll. She is not amused. There is no room in her career for drama that follows a relationship besides there isn't a chance that what her friend is saying holds any truth to it.
MJ Bell: “No, Mel, just.... Gah, no. Let me spell this out for you, I Want Nothing To Do With The Family unless it's beating them inside the ring, do you understand that? I hate to ruin your fun but I won't ever want to have something between Ian and I. He is a terrible person, I won't fall for 'beast' because of a bad case of Stockholm syndrome. I'm not giving any ammo to Sean to fuck with me.”
Clearly, Melissa doesn't want to drop the subject but MJ seems to be stressing so it's let go.
Melissa Reed: “Geez...Defensive...”
The two of them shift over to the seats against the wall near Melissa's gate. MJ drops her face into her hands grumbling to herself while Melissa is texting on her phone, giggling every so often. MJ didn't even want to know who Melissa's is talking to. Probably some guy. It amazes her that a person can sleep with different men and some how not fall for any of them. Not only that but some how she is also friends with all of them. From the stories of Beck, how she acts around Jessup, it appears that they are good friends to boot.
MJ Bell: “I'm jealous of you.”
Melissa Reed: “Wait, what, why?”
MJ Bell: “Your whole relationship jig. It seems easier then actually liking a person. Not that I could honestly pull off doing that. I'd fall in love and get hurt but yeah.”
Melissa gives MJ the most annoying look of sympathy ever. MJ didn't want to sit through another one of 'your a relationship type of girl and that's good' speech.
MJ Bell: “I need to get going, Mel. Have a safe flight.”
They hug, exchange goodbyes before MJ turns to leave the airport. Her hands shove themselves into her pocket, her head hanging low as she watches one foot appear while the other disappears. Immediately, her thoughts trail back to Ian and The Family. However, there is no time to think about The Family's members because she has a match with Damian Payne. That needs her attention more than all this drama. If Sean was to obsess over her then fine. She won't waste her time with him right now.
One of these days she needs to meet with Brianna and Alice. They were teammates now. They have all been wronged by the same people in some twisted way but it brought them together. They would be the downfall of The Family... So, it wouldn't hurt to be just a little closer to those two. They were already such good friends but MJ didn't know much about them aside from what she saw during the matches. The plan to meet them would have to take place another day though. Maybe after this week?
The wind sweeps up her fury locks as she jogs across the road towards the parking garage. In most states it's still crisp outside despite the weather slowly creeping towards warmth. Not in Texas. The weather is warm enough for MJ to wear dresses. The Spring time is beautiful and very soothing. The flowers are in full bloom making the grass colorful. Thankfully, MJ never had allergies so she didn't have to dread going outside like her brother Finn. She opens up the door to her Ford before climbing inside.
The engine roars to life but MJ doesn't pull out of the parking spot. Inside, she presses her forehead against the steeling wheel both of her hands grip it. The Family is like an infection on the brain. Her thoughts continue to swirl around them. What is Ian up to? He keeps kissing her but what is the end game? Is it all planned to screw with her? Sean is a insane psychopathy but some things he said were true. Darkness within a person doesn't ever really fade away. You can fight against it every single day or you let it consume you. MJ would never allow the new darkness to control her, she will battle it. Her own darkness had never had power to control her before and it wouldn't change now.
Now, she has a match against "Sadistic Insanity" Damian Payne because that is just what MJ needs. Another match against someone dealing with 'insanity'. However, the huge shock from insanity is starting to run its course. It is beginning to just pick at her nerves. She didn't want to lose against another 'insane' opponent. A slow song is humming out of her speakers making her mood shift. Her hand moves up to change the radio station to anything else. Finally, her body straightens up. She checks the mirrors as she backs up then tears out of the the parking garage.
April 3, Thrift Shop, Mini Closets.
Thrift shops were the places MJ finds most of her clothes. They were cheap, comfortable to wear, easy to match with other things and fit MJ's sense of style. There it is. A black shirt with the words “BEAUTY IS THE BEAST” in curly writing across the chest of it. A blood splatter pattern covers the rest of the shirt, MJ pulls it out folding it over her arm with the rest of the clothes she had found. A sharp squeak catches her attention as she watches black hair duck behind clothes.
MJ Bell: “Uh, hello?”
Can it be...? When the girl stands up it is not who MJ thought. She is just some girl with dyed hair and thick framed red glasses. She shyly glances away from MJ before clearing her throat.
Girl: “Sorry, you're MJ Bell... I'm a huge fan... You are awesome.”
This is flattering. It almost shocks MJ to hear someone say that to her. She chuckles moving around the circle rack to look at the girl face to face. She is wearing a checkered shirt and a ripped up top that reads, “Don't Feed Me”. It's an interesting shirt.
MJ Bell: “Thank you. I really like that shirt.”
The girl nervously looks down holding it out the fabric from her body to look at it before she shrugs.
Girl: “I made it. It's really nothing special. I really like that dress. Well, your whole outfit.”
MJ glances down to check what she is wearing. It's a white ruffled bottom dress with a thin brown belt around her waist with worn brown boots and a green jacket. She gives the girl a shrug and a small 'thank you.' The two of them both turn back to the clothes to look through them. The girl slowly turns to face MJ, she opens her mouth, stops then tries again. The red head lifts her brow a bit.
Girl: “So... Is it true?”
MJ pulls out a pair of older jeans, setting it over her arm before she looks over at the girl a little confused.
MJ Bell: “Is what true?”
The girl is lowly laughing while she looks at the ground. MJ tilts her head ever so slightly.
Girl: “Your romance with Ian Bishop or Kenshin Tak...Taka...”
As the girl stumbles over Kenshin's last name MJ releases a very stressed sounding sigh. Great... This is what people are going to ask her about? Really? MJ should have known that this would happen.
MJ Bell: “Takamura.”
Finally,the sunset haired woman corrects the female before turning to check out the rack behind the two of them. MJ slowly slides the shirt one by one. The girl stops smiling.
MJ Bell: “There isn't anything between Ian and I. Kenshin is my best friend. Nothing to it...”
The girl bites her lip because obviously the subject upset MJ on some level. The girl takes a step to stand beside the red head.
Girl: “I'm sorry! I feel so stupid for bringing that up. I-I thought it was really cool how you joined Brianna's team.”
MJ Bell: “It's alright. Don't worry about it, really. I should really be used to it now. Oh, um, thank you.”
MJ gives the girl a smile to assure her. The girl pulls out a shirt with a ripped design. It's deep red in color and has a picture of roses on the back.
Girl: “Why'd you join Brianna?”
MJ Bell: “I respect her. I agree with her reasons to be against The Family and I have my own problem with them. I'm sure you know about that though. ”
The girl is nodding her head as they return to the clothes. MJ is done with shopping for the day. So far she has found five dresses, two jackets, four pairs of jeans, seven shirts and one pair of shoes. It's been a good day of shopping.
Girl: “Who's your next match against?”
MJ Bell: “Damian Payne.”
Girl: “Whoa...”
MJ Bell: “My thoughts exactly. I can't get away from crazy these days. It feels like every time I turn around there's another crazy person after me. I may have lost to Sean but it's going to be a different story with Damian. My head is clear, I can focus and there is nothing tripping me up in this match. I've only heard a few things about Damian and seen him only a select number of times in the ring but I went into my first match blind. I'd pulled out a win then and will do it again. There isn't a thing Damian can say or do that I haven't seen with Sean already. I doubt he'll even pull some of that shit. It might be a little foolish for me to feel so full of myself but I've had enough of insane opponents.”
Girl: “You sure seem confident...”
MJ Bell: “I know that Damian is an excellent wrestler, he has some serious talent in the ring. Regardless, I'm on a bit of a war path already. Anyone dealing with 'insane' is going to be knocked down by me. Like I said before, I have had it up to here with 'insane'. I swear, nothing is going to shock me now. I guess he might try though. Pull out some creepy words to throw my way but I have nothing against him so it won't effect me . I'm just going to prepare myself for this match and win. Nothing to it.“
Girl: “I wish you luck.”
A woman calls out the name 'Emma' and the girl turns back to MJ with a small smile.
Emma: “My mom is calling.... it was so great to meet you!”
Emma grins then walks away rather happily. MJ chuckles to herself before heading over to the cashier. After stacking everything on the counter she tugs out her wallet waiting to hear how much this trip would cost her. The cashier is making small talk. 'How are you?' 'Great.' 'That's good.' 'That'll be 20.34.' 'Cool, here you go. Keep the change.'
There is a smile on the red head's face as she carries her bags out of the store. MJ digs her in pocket to pull out her keys, she stares down at the ground as continues towards the white truck. The bags bags drop to the ground, MJ gasps when she looks up. The parking spot is empty. The truck is gone. MJ turns around in the empty parking spot before cursing. It's gone. Someone actually stole her truck out of a busy parking lot.
MJ Bell: “Fuck, fuck. This cannot be happening.”
She has to get to Montana before the show. It's not like she has enough money to get a plane ticket right now or a train ticket Frantic, MJ digs in her jacket pocket for her phone. It keeps getting stuck every time she tries to pull it out. This is bad. Finally the phone pops out from her jacket, MJ's hand is shaking. Quickly she dials in a number and holds it to her ear.
MJ Bell: “Kenshin... I...I need you to come pick me up... My truck is gone.”
The place buzzed busily with bodies all shuffling around with places to go. Some of them were running to catch their planes, most of them were sitting around waiting or grabbing food. Melissa is juggling a cup of coffee and her two of her bags while MJ carries the other one. She grabbed a pass so she could go past the gates to help Melissa. They used the 'She is scared of flying' trick which actually had some truth. Melissa hates flying. As they walk through the airport they discuss gossip and yesterday's show. Kenshin's loss, drama with Brianna and The Family, MJ joining Brianna's team and Harlequin's match. They talked about almost everything about Massacre except for....
Melissa Reed: “Spill. What was up with you and Ian?”
MJ Bell: “What is up with us? That is really what you want to talk about? I'd rather talk about my match this week with Damian.”
Melissa, on the other hand, refuses to talk about the match. MJ rolls her eyes in annoyance because she knew that Melissa will not budge from the subject unless the two of them talk about it.
MJ Bell: “Nothing. Nothing is 'up' with us. He kissed me. That is the end of the story. Can we please talk about my match?”
Melissa Reed: “No. MJ, he wanted to have a steamy make-out session with you. Seriously, you really can't see what is going on? ”
The red head answers her friend with absolute silence. What can she say? Honestly, when Ian kissed her again she figured it had something to with Sean. It is another way for him to get inside her head and she wants nothing to do with it. MJ can't handle any more mind games for this week.
MJ Bell: “I don't know what you think is going on but in my opinion, this is just some ploy by The Family to fuck with me. Sean is apart of them and is still pissed because I was about to beat him but Ian interfered...”
Melissa Reed: “You think Ian kissed you because of Sean? MJ, you aren't a stupid person but that is just stupid.”
MJ Bell: “How is that stupid?”
Melissa Reed: “Oh, sweet heart, he kissed you because he has a thing for you.”
MJ Bell: “Are you kidding me? You don't screw with peoples matches because you have a th--”
Melissa wildly flails her hands in front of MJ's face to stop her. Which does the trick. Her eyes blink rapidly in confusion.
Melissa Reed: “ AH! Facts, first, he brought you FLOWERS in the hospital to make sure you were okay. Second, he didn't throw you around when you YELLED at him and three, he kissed you. Ian Bishop, Mr. Incredible, any other nicknames that man has, he has a thing for you. He's like... The Beast to your Beauty.”
MJ's eyes roll. She is not amused. There is no room in her career for drama that follows a relationship besides there isn't a chance that what her friend is saying holds any truth to it.
MJ Bell: “No, Mel, just.... Gah, no. Let me spell this out for you, I Want Nothing To Do With The Family unless it's beating them inside the ring, do you understand that? I hate to ruin your fun but I won't ever want to have something between Ian and I. He is a terrible person, I won't fall for 'beast' because of a bad case of Stockholm syndrome. I'm not giving any ammo to Sean to fuck with me.”
Clearly, Melissa doesn't want to drop the subject but MJ seems to be stressing so it's let go.
Melissa Reed: “Geez...Defensive...”
The two of them shift over to the seats against the wall near Melissa's gate. MJ drops her face into her hands grumbling to herself while Melissa is texting on her phone, giggling every so often. MJ didn't even want to know who Melissa's is talking to. Probably some guy. It amazes her that a person can sleep with different men and some how not fall for any of them. Not only that but some how she is also friends with all of them. From the stories of Beck, how she acts around Jessup, it appears that they are good friends to boot.
MJ Bell: “I'm jealous of you.”
Melissa Reed: “Wait, what, why?”
MJ Bell: “Your whole relationship jig. It seems easier then actually liking a person. Not that I could honestly pull off doing that. I'd fall in love and get hurt but yeah.”
Melissa gives MJ the most annoying look of sympathy ever. MJ didn't want to sit through another one of 'your a relationship type of girl and that's good' speech.
MJ Bell: “I need to get going, Mel. Have a safe flight.”
They hug, exchange goodbyes before MJ turns to leave the airport. Her hands shove themselves into her pocket, her head hanging low as she watches one foot appear while the other disappears. Immediately, her thoughts trail back to Ian and The Family. However, there is no time to think about The Family's members because she has a match with Damian Payne. That needs her attention more than all this drama. If Sean was to obsess over her then fine. She won't waste her time with him right now.
One of these days she needs to meet with Brianna and Alice. They were teammates now. They have all been wronged by the same people in some twisted way but it brought them together. They would be the downfall of The Family... So, it wouldn't hurt to be just a little closer to those two. They were already such good friends but MJ didn't know much about them aside from what she saw during the matches. The plan to meet them would have to take place another day though. Maybe after this week?
The wind sweeps up her fury locks as she jogs across the road towards the parking garage. In most states it's still crisp outside despite the weather slowly creeping towards warmth. Not in Texas. The weather is warm enough for MJ to wear dresses. The Spring time is beautiful and very soothing. The flowers are in full bloom making the grass colorful. Thankfully, MJ never had allergies so she didn't have to dread going outside like her brother Finn. She opens up the door to her Ford before climbing inside.
The engine roars to life but MJ doesn't pull out of the parking spot. Inside, she presses her forehead against the steeling wheel both of her hands grip it. The Family is like an infection on the brain. Her thoughts continue to swirl around them. What is Ian up to? He keeps kissing her but what is the end game? Is it all planned to screw with her? Sean is a insane psychopathy but some things he said were true. Darkness within a person doesn't ever really fade away. You can fight against it every single day or you let it consume you. MJ would never allow the new darkness to control her, she will battle it. Her own darkness had never had power to control her before and it wouldn't change now.
Now, she has a match against "Sadistic Insanity" Damian Payne because that is just what MJ needs. Another match against someone dealing with 'insanity'. However, the huge shock from insanity is starting to run its course. It is beginning to just pick at her nerves. She didn't want to lose against another 'insane' opponent. A slow song is humming out of her speakers making her mood shift. Her hand moves up to change the radio station to anything else. Finally, her body straightens up. She checks the mirrors as she backs up then tears out of the the parking garage.
April 3, Thrift Shop, Mini Closets.
Thrift shops were the places MJ finds most of her clothes. They were cheap, comfortable to wear, easy to match with other things and fit MJ's sense of style. There it is. A black shirt with the words “BEAUTY IS THE BEAST” in curly writing across the chest of it. A blood splatter pattern covers the rest of the shirt, MJ pulls it out folding it over her arm with the rest of the clothes she had found. A sharp squeak catches her attention as she watches black hair duck behind clothes.
MJ Bell: “Uh, hello?”
Can it be...? When the girl stands up it is not who MJ thought. She is just some girl with dyed hair and thick framed red glasses. She shyly glances away from MJ before clearing her throat.
Girl: “Sorry, you're MJ Bell... I'm a huge fan... You are awesome.”
This is flattering. It almost shocks MJ to hear someone say that to her. She chuckles moving around the circle rack to look at the girl face to face. She is wearing a checkered shirt and a ripped up top that reads, “Don't Feed Me”. It's an interesting shirt.
MJ Bell: “Thank you. I really like that shirt.”
The girl nervously looks down holding it out the fabric from her body to look at it before she shrugs.
Girl: “I made it. It's really nothing special. I really like that dress. Well, your whole outfit.”
MJ glances down to check what she is wearing. It's a white ruffled bottom dress with a thin brown belt around her waist with worn brown boots and a green jacket. She gives the girl a shrug and a small 'thank you.' The two of them both turn back to the clothes to look through them. The girl slowly turns to face MJ, she opens her mouth, stops then tries again. The red head lifts her brow a bit.
Girl: “So... Is it true?”
MJ pulls out a pair of older jeans, setting it over her arm before she looks over at the girl a little confused.
MJ Bell: “Is what true?”
The girl is lowly laughing while she looks at the ground. MJ tilts her head ever so slightly.
Girl: “Your romance with Ian Bishop or Kenshin Tak...Taka...”
As the girl stumbles over Kenshin's last name MJ releases a very stressed sounding sigh. Great... This is what people are going to ask her about? Really? MJ should have known that this would happen.
MJ Bell: “Takamura.”
Finally,the sunset haired woman corrects the female before turning to check out the rack behind the two of them. MJ slowly slides the shirt one by one. The girl stops smiling.
MJ Bell: “There isn't anything between Ian and I. Kenshin is my best friend. Nothing to it...”
The girl bites her lip because obviously the subject upset MJ on some level. The girl takes a step to stand beside the red head.
Girl: “I'm sorry! I feel so stupid for bringing that up. I-I thought it was really cool how you joined Brianna's team.”
MJ Bell: “It's alright. Don't worry about it, really. I should really be used to it now. Oh, um, thank you.”
MJ gives the girl a smile to assure her. The girl pulls out a shirt with a ripped design. It's deep red in color and has a picture of roses on the back.
Girl: “Why'd you join Brianna?”
MJ Bell: “I respect her. I agree with her reasons to be against The Family and I have my own problem with them. I'm sure you know about that though. ”
The girl is nodding her head as they return to the clothes. MJ is done with shopping for the day. So far she has found five dresses, two jackets, four pairs of jeans, seven shirts and one pair of shoes. It's been a good day of shopping.
Girl: “Who's your next match against?”
MJ Bell: “Damian Payne.”
Girl: “Whoa...”
MJ Bell: “My thoughts exactly. I can't get away from crazy these days. It feels like every time I turn around there's another crazy person after me. I may have lost to Sean but it's going to be a different story with Damian. My head is clear, I can focus and there is nothing tripping me up in this match. I've only heard a few things about Damian and seen him only a select number of times in the ring but I went into my first match blind. I'd pulled out a win then and will do it again. There isn't a thing Damian can say or do that I haven't seen with Sean already. I doubt he'll even pull some of that shit. It might be a little foolish for me to feel so full of myself but I've had enough of insane opponents.”
Girl: “You sure seem confident...”
MJ Bell: “I know that Damian is an excellent wrestler, he has some serious talent in the ring. Regardless, I'm on a bit of a war path already. Anyone dealing with 'insane' is going to be knocked down by me. Like I said before, I have had it up to here with 'insane'. I swear, nothing is going to shock me now. I guess he might try though. Pull out some creepy words to throw my way but I have nothing against him so it won't effect me . I'm just going to prepare myself for this match and win. Nothing to it.“
Girl: “I wish you luck.”
A woman calls out the name 'Emma' and the girl turns back to MJ with a small smile.
Emma: “My mom is calling.... it was so great to meet you!”
Emma grins then walks away rather happily. MJ chuckles to herself before heading over to the cashier. After stacking everything on the counter she tugs out her wallet waiting to hear how much this trip would cost her. The cashier is making small talk. 'How are you?' 'Great.' 'That's good.' 'That'll be 20.34.' 'Cool, here you go. Keep the change.'
There is a smile on the red head's face as she carries her bags out of the store. MJ digs her in pocket to pull out her keys, she stares down at the ground as continues towards the white truck. The bags bags drop to the ground, MJ gasps when she looks up. The parking spot is empty. The truck is gone. MJ turns around in the empty parking spot before cursing. It's gone. Someone actually stole her truck out of a busy parking lot.
MJ Bell: “Fuck, fuck. This cannot be happening.”
She has to get to Montana before the show. It's not like she has enough money to get a plane ticket right now or a train ticket Frantic, MJ digs in her jacket pocket for her phone. It keeps getting stuck every time she tries to pull it out. This is bad. Finally the phone pops out from her jacket, MJ's hand is shaking. Quickly she dials in a number and holds it to her ear.
MJ Bell: “Kenshin... I...I need you to come pick me up... My truck is gone.”