”Penny for your thoughts?” he said, his voice low as his lips brushed against my temple.
”Am I really that obvious?”
”Well, you usually come out here when you’ve got something on your mind. I’ve just noticed the pattern.”
”Why can’t I just come out here and enjoy the view?”
He gave me a pointed look, then gazed out at the endless stretch of cloudy gray skies and dark churning waters in front of us.”What? I happen to like rainy days too. Very calming and relaxing. Good for the soul.”
”Kase…”
”Alright, alright.” I gave a quirk of my lips in a half-smile. “I just got thinking about…what if?”
”Like the new Marvel show coming out?”
I shoved at him playfully. “No! I mean…what if my parents had lived?”
Shawn got quiet then. This wasn’t a topic I brought up very often, so I got the feeling that he was invested in what I was going to say. “I just wonder if I would have had the same life I have now. Would I have still become a wrestler? Even if I did, would my career have been the same? Would I have gone to the same places, met the same people? Just so many variables…” I tried to keep my voice even and neutral, but my fingers drummed on my coffee cup in a nervous rhythm. One of Shawn’s hands covered over mine, squeezing them tightly while his other tucked under my chin to turn my face towards his. I could see the question rolling around in his mind, and I smiled warmly at him, bringing one hand up to his cheek.
”It’s not a bad thing, I promise. I’m not going all mopey and emo, I swear. It’s just something I think about every so often. As much as I love my family and the life I’ve had so far, I can’t help but to wonder sometimes…” My head drifted back down to rest against his chest again, his steady heartbeat reverberating in my ear. “But as much as I wonder, I wouldn’t change a thing about my life. Because if I did, I might not be where I am today. And there’s no place I’d rather be.”
I felt the tension melt out of his body, as his arms tightened around me once again and we sat and enjoyed the sound of the rain on the waves. ————— Well, that was more intense than I was anticipating. I mean, I totally expected Ophelia to bring everything she had to our little dance last week, but damn. That girl packs one hell of a wallop. Though about halfway through the match, something seemed to change. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it almost seemed like Pheely checked out, and something else took over… Oh well. Onwards and upwards, as they say. My debut match is done and dusted, and I got a tick in my W column. But that doesn’t mean I’m sitting pretty. Nope, I know that the work is just beginning. If I’m going to go anywhere in this company, then I’ve got my work cut out for me. Ophelia certainly gave me one hell of an introduction to the level of competition I should be anticipating. And this week is no different. While it would be easy for me to write off Ricky as just a “party boy”, I’m not the kind of person to take someone at face value. Sure, he likes to have a good time. Who the hell doesn’t in this day and age? The way the world is falling apart at the seams, I don’t blame the guy for wanting to make the most of life while we still have things to celebrate. But I dug a little deeper. I checked out his previous matches here. He’s been with this company since day one. Took part in that batshit-crazy Blood Money event. Kudos to you on that, sir. That thing was a clustereff of epic proportions. Entertaining as all hell though. Then you got the distinction of being part of the first singles match on Venom, going up against Pixie Sloane. Now, I’ve seen that girl in action live and she is the real deal, no shame in a loss to her. But you definitely made her earn that one. And then, last week, you finally got that sweet taste of victory over Valkyrie. But if I could give you a friendly piece of advice? Hold on to that feeling, cause you won’t be getting it again this week. I said it last week, and I’ll say it again – I need this. I need this like I need air in my lungs. My career is on the biggest roll it’s ever been on, and I am not ready to let it all slip away just yet. I came to Fight because I wanted new challenges, new opportunities. I wanted to know that every time I stepped into the ring, I was going up against world-class athletes. And I want to beat them. I want to push myself higher and further than I’ve ever been in my life. I want to feel the ache in my limbs and the pain in my bones and know that I gave everything in my body to earn that win. I want to rise up the ranks so fast I leave a trail of fire in my wake.Higher.
Further.
Faster.