Post by Bobbi Jackson on Mar 9, 2017 22:57:17 GMT -5
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So many words for the broken heart
It's hard to see in a crimson love
So hard to breathe
Walk with me, and maybe
Nights of light so soon become
Wild and free I could feel the sun
Your every wish will be done
They tell me
Show me the meaning of being lonely
Is this the feeling I need to walk with?
Tell me why I can't be there where you are
There's something missing in my heart
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{MONDAY MORNING - 9:28 AM}
The scene opens up in the Showtime Mansion in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania in the master bedroom of Bobbi Jackson and Michael Showtime. The sun shines through the curtains of their bedroom and covers the blondes face in a feeling of warmth. She smiles a bit, starting to wake up but hasn't opened her eyes yet as she rolls over to drape her arm around her husband, who has always been there for her over the last few years since they retired together out of the wrestling business.
Unfortunately for the blonde, this morning...he's not there, as all her arm and hand feels is the empty bed sheets where he normally lies. She opens her brown eyes to stare at the empty spot in the bed and her smile slowly fades away. It doesn't exactly turn into a frown, but it's clear the emotional state of the blonde has changed in a hurry. Michael was supposed to get home late last night, she very much expected him to be right there in bed with her when she woke up and he's still not home.
Bobbi slowly sits up in bed, almost staring off blankly into the distance as a ding alert from her cell phone quickly brings her back to Earth. She rolls over to the night stand and grabs her phone off the charger. Hoping for SOMETHING to make her feel better, be it a message from Michael, a tweet back from Mariah, or even an email from a friend she hasn't heard from in a bit. But unfortunately for the beautiful blonde it was none of these things. It was an alert from the GZWA to let her know her next match was scheduled on Primetime against "Cosmic" Io Ono. She sighs softly as she feels her heart sink, she didn't get the match she wanted with Dominique or Eliza yet.
Bobbi: Next time...
She softly says to herself as she pushes the sleep button on the side of her phone to black out the screen as she places it down at her side on the bed. After a few moments she picks the phone back up and decides to call her husband, hoping that she can find some peace of mind right now with the things that are racing through her head. She can't even bare to put the phone up to her ear right now as she just presses the call button followed by the speaker button there after. Seconds later the phone picks up, unfortunately for Bobbi though it didn't even ring...the phone went directly to voicemail.
Voicemail: Hello, you've reached Michael Showtime. I can't get to the phone right now, if you leave a name, number, and a brief message I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks!
The phone beeps after the message ends as Bobbi's lower lip quivers slightly as she speaks in a soft, heart breaking tone...
Bobbi: H-hey Michael...It's me...It's Monday morning, and....I thought you would be home late last night...I...I hope you are okay...I miss you...I love you...p-please call me back...
Bobbi chokes up a bit and quickly hangs up the phone as she just drops it on her lap on the bedsheets as the blondes mind always steers to the worst possible outcome or scenario. The blonde tries to calm herself down as she talks to herself, giving herself a pep talk.
Bobbi: He's fine, the business trip went long. These things happen...He's probably on a plane right now heading home...that's why his phone is off...everything is fine...
She speaks out loud clearly trying to convince herself of what shes saying as she moves her phone for a bit and steps out of bed. Her bare feet hit the floor wearing her red lace bra and panties she went to bed in the night before. She slowly stands up and walks over to the chair in the corner of the room and puts on her silky blue cheetah print robe as she wraps it around her body and ties the string loosely around her waist as she picks her phone back up off the bed and places it in the right pocket of her robe as she walks over to the double doors of the bedroom and opens them as she walks into the quiet hallway of her home.
In her mind things are quieter than normal, even though it's really no different than any other day. It's all in her head as she can hear every footstep she makes as she walks down the hall and descends the staircase in the middle of the upstairs hallway to take her down to the main floor of their home as she walks into the den and plops down on the couch in a huff as she says to herself.
Bobbi: I wonder if Carmen and Giselle want to get together today and hang out...? I could use a day off from training...I trained hard all weekend...alone...I could REALLY use some company right now...
The blonde nods to herself as she pulls her phone out of her pocket and dials up the home of her "Angels" in Carmen DeVega and Giselle Anderson. Even in the darkest of times, Bobbi feels she can always depend on the two of them to make her feel better. She hasn't got to see them much since she's decided to come out of retirement and make a comeback, but she's hoping she can change all that today as the phone continues to ring as she holds the phone in her hands mumbling to herself.
Bobbi: Come on...come on...come on...
Finally a voice answers on the other line as Bobbi's face lights up with happiness.
Angels: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!!!!
Bobbi: Hey! Oh God It's SO good to hear your alls v-
Before Bobbi can even finish her sentence, she's cut off.
Carmen: It's Carmen...
Giselle: And Giselle...
Angels: And we can't come to the phone right now! Leave us a message and we'll call ya back!
The phone beeps and goes to voicemail as Bobbi sinks into the couch as the happiness on her face once again fades away. She goes to say something to leave a voice mail but ends up just sighing and hangs up.
The feeling of depression washes over the blonde as her shoulders slouch and her head hangs low. If she was thinking clearly this morning she would know that Carmen and Giselle are probably just sleeping in like they normally do but Bobbi isn't thinking clearly right now. She's emotionally rattled as a million thoughts race through her mind.
Returning to pro wrestling made her feel whole again, she felt that she had absolutely everything she could want, but as she regained that part of her life that she lost, she can't help but feel like she's losing another part at the same time, and it absolutely is tearing her insides apart as she thinks about it.
The blonde sits there for hours, in a battle with her thoughts and her mind trying to mentally crawl out of this feeling of absolute helplessness as tears finally begin to well up in her eyes. She picks up her phone and not knowing who else to call right now, throws a tweet out into the universe as she places it down on the coffee table as tears start to stream down her cheeks.
Bobbi lays down on the couch as she curls up into a ball and cries, the noises on her phone signifying responses to her tweet are drowned out by her sobs of sadness as the scene fades to black.
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Life goes on as it never ends
Eyes of stone observe the trends
They never say forever gaze if only
Guilty roads to an endless love
There's no control
Are you with me now?
Your every wish will be done
They tell me
Show me the meaning of being lonely
Is this the feeling I need to walk with?
Tell me why I can't be there where you are
There's something missing in my heart
There's nowhere to run
I have no place to go
Surrender my heart, body, and soul
How can it be
You're asking me
To feel the things you never show?
You are missing in my heart
Tell me why can't I be there where you are?
_________________________________________
So many words for the broken heart
It's hard to see in a crimson love
So hard to breathe
Walk with me, and maybe
Nights of light so soon become
Wild and free I could feel the sun
Your every wish will be done
They tell me
Show me the meaning of being lonely
Is this the feeling I need to walk with?
Tell me why I can't be there where you are
There's something missing in my heart
_________________________________________
{MONDAY MORNING - 9:28 AM}
The scene opens up in the Showtime Mansion in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania in the master bedroom of Bobbi Jackson and Michael Showtime. The sun shines through the curtains of their bedroom and covers the blondes face in a feeling of warmth. She smiles a bit, starting to wake up but hasn't opened her eyes yet as she rolls over to drape her arm around her husband, who has always been there for her over the last few years since they retired together out of the wrestling business.
Unfortunately for the blonde, this morning...he's not there, as all her arm and hand feels is the empty bed sheets where he normally lies. She opens her brown eyes to stare at the empty spot in the bed and her smile slowly fades away. It doesn't exactly turn into a frown, but it's clear the emotional state of the blonde has changed in a hurry. Michael was supposed to get home late last night, she very much expected him to be right there in bed with her when she woke up and he's still not home.
Bobbi slowly sits up in bed, almost staring off blankly into the distance as a ding alert from her cell phone quickly brings her back to Earth. She rolls over to the night stand and grabs her phone off the charger. Hoping for SOMETHING to make her feel better, be it a message from Michael, a tweet back from Mariah, or even an email from a friend she hasn't heard from in a bit. But unfortunately for the beautiful blonde it was none of these things. It was an alert from the GZWA to let her know her next match was scheduled on Primetime against "Cosmic" Io Ono. She sighs softly as she feels her heart sink, she didn't get the match she wanted with Dominique or Eliza yet.
Bobbi: Next time...
She softly says to herself as she pushes the sleep button on the side of her phone to black out the screen as she places it down at her side on the bed. After a few moments she picks the phone back up and decides to call her husband, hoping that she can find some peace of mind right now with the things that are racing through her head. She can't even bare to put the phone up to her ear right now as she just presses the call button followed by the speaker button there after. Seconds later the phone picks up, unfortunately for Bobbi though it didn't even ring...the phone went directly to voicemail.
Voicemail: Hello, you've reached Michael Showtime. I can't get to the phone right now, if you leave a name, number, and a brief message I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks!
The phone beeps after the message ends as Bobbi's lower lip quivers slightly as she speaks in a soft, heart breaking tone...
Bobbi: H-hey Michael...It's me...It's Monday morning, and....I thought you would be home late last night...I...I hope you are okay...I miss you...I love you...p-please call me back...
Bobbi chokes up a bit and quickly hangs up the phone as she just drops it on her lap on the bedsheets as the blondes mind always steers to the worst possible outcome or scenario. The blonde tries to calm herself down as she talks to herself, giving herself a pep talk.
Bobbi: He's fine, the business trip went long. These things happen...He's probably on a plane right now heading home...that's why his phone is off...everything is fine...
She speaks out loud clearly trying to convince herself of what shes saying as she moves her phone for a bit and steps out of bed. Her bare feet hit the floor wearing her red lace bra and panties she went to bed in the night before. She slowly stands up and walks over to the chair in the corner of the room and puts on her silky blue cheetah print robe as she wraps it around her body and ties the string loosely around her waist as she picks her phone back up off the bed and places it in the right pocket of her robe as she walks over to the double doors of the bedroom and opens them as she walks into the quiet hallway of her home.
In her mind things are quieter than normal, even though it's really no different than any other day. It's all in her head as she can hear every footstep she makes as she walks down the hall and descends the staircase in the middle of the upstairs hallway to take her down to the main floor of their home as she walks into the den and plops down on the couch in a huff as she says to herself.
Bobbi: I wonder if Carmen and Giselle want to get together today and hang out...? I could use a day off from training...I trained hard all weekend...alone...I could REALLY use some company right now...
The blonde nods to herself as she pulls her phone out of her pocket and dials up the home of her "Angels" in Carmen DeVega and Giselle Anderson. Even in the darkest of times, Bobbi feels she can always depend on the two of them to make her feel better. She hasn't got to see them much since she's decided to come out of retirement and make a comeback, but she's hoping she can change all that today as the phone continues to ring as she holds the phone in her hands mumbling to herself.
Bobbi: Come on...come on...come on...
Finally a voice answers on the other line as Bobbi's face lights up with happiness.
Angels: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!!!!
Bobbi: Hey! Oh God It's SO good to hear your alls v-
Before Bobbi can even finish her sentence, she's cut off.
Carmen: It's Carmen...
Giselle: And Giselle...
Angels: And we can't come to the phone right now! Leave us a message and we'll call ya back!
The phone beeps and goes to voicemail as Bobbi sinks into the couch as the happiness on her face once again fades away. She goes to say something to leave a voice mail but ends up just sighing and hangs up.
The feeling of depression washes over the blonde as her shoulders slouch and her head hangs low. If she was thinking clearly this morning she would know that Carmen and Giselle are probably just sleeping in like they normally do but Bobbi isn't thinking clearly right now. She's emotionally rattled as a million thoughts race through her mind.
Returning to pro wrestling made her feel whole again, she felt that she had absolutely everything she could want, but as she regained that part of her life that she lost, she can't help but feel like she's losing another part at the same time, and it absolutely is tearing her insides apart as she thinks about it.
The blonde sits there for hours, in a battle with her thoughts and her mind trying to mentally crawl out of this feeling of absolute helplessness as tears finally begin to well up in her eyes. She picks up her phone and not knowing who else to call right now, throws a tweet out into the universe as she places it down on the coffee table as tears start to stream down her cheeks.
Bobbi lays down on the couch as she curls up into a ball and cries, the noises on her phone signifying responses to her tweet are drowned out by her sobs of sadness as the scene fades to black.
_________________________________________
Life goes on as it never ends
Eyes of stone observe the trends
They never say forever gaze if only
Guilty roads to an endless love
There's no control
Are you with me now?
Your every wish will be done
They tell me
Show me the meaning of being lonely
Is this the feeling I need to walk with?
Tell me why I can't be there where you are
There's something missing in my heart
There's nowhere to run
I have no place to go
Surrender my heart, body, and soul
How can it be
You're asking me
To feel the things you never show?
You are missing in my heart
Tell me why can't I be there where you are?
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