"Today is the day!" says Hardygirl, coming into my locker room with her title. "Yes, today is the day." I say. Today is our title defense. We have had these titles for about 2 and a half months. Yes two and a half months have gone by. We have been defending these titles like crazy and we have won. Tonight we face the people that we beat. MsCif and Daffney. We know that we can beat them. Even Phil and Desmond know that we can. "So you ready to go?" "Yeah, just give me five minutes." I say, she nods and goes. I love that girl so much! "Punk, where are you?" I ask looking around the locker room. "Right here."he comes out of the bathroom. And by the way he didnt win his title shot match. He just had it and Gibson cheated! Hes not mad. "Im nervous." "Why?" he asks looking at me strangly. "Because I'm in my hometown of NJ. and i hope my parents are here to see that I didnt make a mistake going to wrestling school." "Well i would be nervous to but, i would just chill and do what you do best." "Well okay, thanks for the advice honey. I gotta go." "Alright see you after your victory." he kisses me and i go.
(MsChif and Daffney vs. Hardygirl and Kristen for the IWA womens tag-team championships)
As H.G. and i make our way to the ring, we have so many cheers. Well mainly they are for me. "Welcome back! Welcome back!" Thats what all the cheers are. I start to tear up. "Thank you." I say back. I try to find my parents then out of no where i see them with a big welcome back sign. And i see him. My brother. I never talk to him anymore. I get out
th ring and go over and hug the three of them. "Thank you." I whisper to them, then i go into the ring again. Well our oppents come into the ring with boos. Fans in NJ hate them they love me and H.G. So anyways with the macth. H.G. starts out for ten long minutes with Daffney. That was so long until i get into the action against MsChif. Then she knocks me down and i land on my left wrist really bad. It hurt so bad. She keeps working on my wrist and it keeps hurting me. Daffney goes around to H.G. and beats on her. Then MsChif gets me in an armbar and then you hear this big popping noise in my wrist cause she was bending my wrist back in the armbar. I had no choice but to tap. We lost. I lay in the ring all alone after the match holding my wrist. It hurts so much that i cant describe the pain. Then i see H.G. coming in the ring to check up on me. "Hey, are you okay?" She asks me. "No." "Rate your pain on a scale from 1-10" "TEN!!" I scream out. Then my parents and my brother come into the ring. "Lovey you okay?" Asks my mom. "No." i cry even more. Then i see Punk come down to the ring. "Hey, Kristen you okay? Kristen?" "No I'm not." Then finally Punk carries me backstage and he takes me to the trainer.
(Trainer)
The trianers office is just like a hospital. I have my parents, brother, H.G., and Punk with me while im laying on the bed. "You know we shouldn't of let her done this!" says my mom. "Wait a minute, i just said do what you want to do." "Mom its true he did say that. Kristen made the decision." adds my brother "Well you should have-" I cut her off and im angry. "Mom! I wanted to do this! I'm not coming back home! I am proud to be a professional wrestler! And you are just going to accept that!" "Sorry but its just sad to see you hurt." Punk looks at me. Like he never saw me yell and so does H.G. "It really is Kristen." adds my brother. "Okay, but i will recover and cotinue to wreslte." "Alright, but still I-" "Excuse me, but she wants to do this." "Punk, if you didnt know thats my mother!" "Yeah i know. And you should be the one to follow your dream. You dont need someone to tell you what to do." "Your right. You boyfriend is right. Your very, Punk, boyfriend is right." I nod. "Well, whenever you want to come back home to visit you know where to go." Then my doctor comes in and gives me the news. I dislocated my wrist in two places. It will take six months for it to be completly healed. Then finally after having it wrapped up and put in a cast. My parents, brother, and Hardygirl leave. "First major injury." I say to Punk when everyone is gone. "Really?" "Yeah, what was your major injury." "Fracturing my skull." "Aw, poor Punky!" I kiss his forehead. "Poor you. Your hurt." "Not that bad." "Yes it is. And i will be always watching you to make sure that your wrist heals quickly and faster to get you back in the ring." "Okay boss." I say. He kisses me and we go back home. Hopefully, i will recover fast.
To be continued...
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