We find Eavan Maloney sitting in the den of her sister’s house in Nashville, by the fireplace, her Hardcore Title over her shoulder. Beside her, a cup of tea. The room is warm, oddly-decorated and yet it all fits somehow. The look on Eavan’s face says it all. War-weary, exhausted, yet calm.
If recent events have proven anything, it’s proven that I am someone who cannot be trusted. Who cannot be loved. Who cannot be saved. That is what was proven of me as a person. If recent events have proven anything, it’s proven that I am someone who will walk into battle armed. Who will risk life and limb. Who will fight with everything they have to get a victory. That is what was proven of me as a champion.
I’ve proven I have no patience for the weak, the timid. I fight, that is what I do.
Caliee Adams, this is a rubber match of sorts for you, that is your mindset coming in. We each won a match, and to you, this match will prove who the better athlete is. Fair enough, but you’re looking at this the wrong way. You’re looking at this match from a competitor’s eyes. A contender’s eyes. This is a CHAMPIONSHIP match, and you don’t HAVE the mindset of a champion, and that is why you will lose. You’ve never been at the top looking down so you don’t see how much weight this match actually has. You want to be a champion in this industry, Caliee? Do you? Then STEP UP, dammit! Find the bloodlust to do ANYTHING to win. Find that extra gear that puts you that one extra level above the rest because right now, you have the tools. You have the ability, you just need that one last piece and I don’t see it.
I’m going to help you a little, because here are the two paths post-match, something you didn’t anticipate. Say you beat me, hypothetically-speaking. I get an automatic rematch and this feud never ends. I will keep coming and coming until I have destroyed you, because that is what a championship-caliber athlete does. When I beat you? I put you in the rear-view, back in your place, and I go on to other competition, better competition. And you get relegated back to the bottom, still trying to find yourself. Still trying to find that extra piece to the puzzle.
Caliee Adams, Eavan is one of your best friends, but you’re not looking at her right now. You’re looking at the Steampunk Warrior, you are looking at the Hardcore Champion, and I have no friends nor equals. And after Affliction, you’ll be looking up at the lights of the arena, looking at the blood you shed, and looking at me... STILL the Hardcore Champion.
Post by Caliee Adams on Dec 18, 2017 11:38:16 GMT -5
When I first saw the card for the next show I smiled. I had an off week wasn't booked. My last match you saw me in was against Eavan and I lost. I and Eavan have a tie victory against each other 1-1. I beat her in UWE. She beat me here in the premier. She's the hardcore champion. She's done hardcore matches before I've done plain fucking Jane matches. This is my first. I'm overly excited about this. I've seen hardcore matches how crazy they get. But that doesn't scare me. Fear is in your head. I've been thinking over and over again on some type of crazy things to do. Like skydiving, standing on the edge of that lift. Looking down at a never-ending fall is what it felt like right? Like your life is flashing before your eyes.
A rollercoaster that speeds down the tracks at 100 miles per hour. Your heart races like crazy and you start to feel like it's you against the world. Holding your hands up in the air and screaming at the top of your lungs. I just said two examples of fear. Come on people this is a hardcore match I'm about to test my body. Take it to a new extreme.
I won't sit here and lie. Eavan is an amazing wrestler. She's talented. I won't throw her under the rug. We take each other to our limits and give the fans a match worth replaying a million times. She's my friend. But that won't get in my way of taking that title away. When I'm in that ring it's all or nothing. No in-between. No line to be drawn. We know where we stand with each other at the end of the day this is business. I was trying to figure out something crazy to do. Then I decided nothing was going to prepare me for this. The rush I get when my music hits and I come out from behind the curtain sent shivers down my spine.
Now, this isn't my first time facing Eavan. We fought each other once in UWE she was my debut match. I beat her just like that. She got a taste of simply caliee. Then we fought each other here in premier. She got the victory over me. Now she's the hardcore champion and I have the chance to make her world come crashing down. She's already losing it on Twitter. I'll have her back until the end, but she has something I want. That hardcore title. I will do anything to take it from her.
------ skating 101
As some of you may know I've been seeing this wonderful amazing guy Xander. I smiled. He's so good to me. He's sweet, caring would do anything for me. He's a keeper. The thought of him made me smile instantly. Today I had plans to go ice skating with Xander. I live in new york so it's freezing I'm not used to having snow in from Miami I need my heat. I was looking out the car window as Xander was driving. Rockafella center it's so beautiful at night. I loved it.
“I want that hardcore title. I know she's my friend but she has something I want. I’ll toss this friendship right out the window when it comes to winning.
X - “I know. Unlike Eavan you have confidence. She has to second guess herself every match.
We were sitting on a bench lacing up our skates. I was actually more nervous then I led on. Xander was a very nice and fucking hot. He made me smile and makes me laugh. Spending more time with him is a plus.
“I hate to do this to Eavan. My goal this I started training was the hold a title one day. And this is my chance to shine. Eavan is kinda losing it. She's both our friends but she's giving people so much shit to use against her. Saying sorry after you said something fucked up to a friend. It still hits that person right in the feelings doesn' it?”“ . Xander didn't say anything. Eavan was my friend too. I don't expect X to even say anything on the subject. I and her have a match. For her hardcore title. My very first hardcore match. We were done lacing up our skates and started walking towards the ice rink. I admit I'm not a very good skater. We entered the rink and I almost fell on my add. Thanks to Xander for grabbing me. He let out a laugh.
“I suck at this. Ice skating isn't something I'm good at boo."
X-- “I can see that. Hold my hand and I’ll show you how to not fall on your ass." I smiled at him His comment about not falling on my ass made me laugh. Maybe he was what I was waiting for this whole time. He was perfect. It's not every day you can find someone that makes you happy gives you that warm fuzzy feeling inside. And he is a wrestler! So traveling with someone you Love is a plus. Having him support me and believe in me makes me fall for him more and more.
“I'll get better. I'm too focused on my match honestly. I can shatter someone's dreams. She worked hard for where she is. But I want that. I want that hardcore title. I don't care that I've never done a hardcore match. It's my dream and I'm going to make it happen.”
X- “some dreams are meant to be broken. Eavan time is up. You've worked your ass off Caliee. I watched your previous matches. YOur debut against Eavan was Awesome! That was when the world saw Caliee Adams isn't some type of weak model wrestler. All eyes are on you, babe. “ He was right. I decided No more wrestling talk. Just me and Xander getting to know each other. He grabbed my hand as we went to the rink. It's been a very long time since I've been out like this with a guy and I love it. Let's just end it with this, dinner after skating and a movie. Perfect date.
“Your freaking amazing X. No more wrestling talk. Let's just enjoy the rest of our night. I love spending time with you and I never want it to end.” I kissed him. We kept skating for a few. Afterwards, we went to dinner and had a Netflix movie night. X always made me feel better always calmed my nerves down. Eavan better be ready for me Tuesday. That title is coming home with me,,,,
End.
This message recorded by Caliee Adams.
“scars? Everyone has them. I'm not going to sit here and pretend I'm some Perfect angel. Because I'm not. I've got my own demons I struggle with each and every single day. But I still get by and pretend I'm okay. EAVAN this is our 3rd match with each other. We each have a victory over one another. You went on and won the hardcore champion. Now it's my turn. It's my turn to have that spotlight. I'm sorry I'm about to make you feel my pain. What I say now may affect how we are after the match. It can end our friendship just like that. Social media can be a bitch sometimes now can't it? Eavan you know what I'm talking about. Each and every single day I watch you go all emo on Twitter. Your fine one minute then the next your a version of Harley Quinn flipping out. Then here comes sweet Eavan a delicate flower to say the least.
After she throws a huge fit, in a few hours she's some perfect angel. The Eavan I know was never like this. Is it because she changed her hair color? Is because she actually has to try to beat anyone she goes up against. The last time we had a match against each I didn't win. I lost and I won't sit here and make up an excuse either. She was the better woman that night I don't let that define me. I'm freaking caliee Adams I've done the impossible. I was so new to wrestling when I joined UWE. I didn't know what I was doing but I did something a rookie never did. I was undefeated there until my last 2 matches. One those matches being me getting the shit beat out of me by some fake king. Eavan boo remembers who I was trained by our very own boss, Kaden Kessler. Let's just say I picked up more than a few things from him. You know last time I didn't add you to my book. I call it my calibook like a death note book. You don't die. You don't even get a gold star. Your name goes in my book forever as someone I beat yet again.
Eavan I see you constantly throwing some kind of bitch fit on social media every single day. Do you want some type of pity party right? Some type of “poor me. Poor Eavan.” you make yourself look like a fucking crybaby bitch. You think that is the type of attitude that makes a champion? You claim to have some type of punk warrior spirit. A fighting warrior. Is that what you believe a champion is. Because really boo you're making that hardcore title not even seem ‘hardcore ‘ more like ‘soft you cry and cry every single night. I and you are nothing alike at all. I've worked my ass off to get to where I am. Everything I've got I've earned. I don't get shit handed to me. I do whatever I have to do to get my chances. EAVAN I will beat you. I will crush your warrior spirit. That title needs a true warrior as it's holder. That's me, Calieena Adams. A champion. Your hardcore champion. The whole world will see how hardcore I can be. “