Post by Kenisha Williams on Sept 14, 2009 20:39:41 GMT -6
Location: Los Angeles, California, LAX Airport
Time: 9:34 p.m.
"I know, Jay. I know. Don't worry about me. I'm fine. Chris is sleeping right now and I'm on my way to my gate right now. I'll be on time."
"Alright. Good. Would hate to see you miss your plane. I know ended up leaving a little bit late."
"It was fine. I made good time. With enough left over to maybe grab a bite to eat before they board."
"Good, good. You going to be okay in Seattle all by yourself?"
"Yeah. I think it's time. I don't feel right being at home. You know? Working some normal, everyday job... It's not been a good fit for me. I don't feel right. I don't feel at home. It's just not for me. You know?"
"Understandable. Just don't think that you have to do this... Don't think this is the only thing that you can do... I worry about you, sometimes. I don't want you to get hurt. If you need me there, I'll be on the next plane to Seattle... ASAP."
"I appreciate that, Jay. I do. But I'm not a baby, anymore. I may be your baby sister, but I'm not a baby. I can take care of myself. I think it'll be good for me to get back on my feet again. Give it another go in the ring. I'm still young. Still in good health. I've been keeping myself in shape. I think it's time."
"Alright. Well, I guess I'll letcha go for now. Let you get checked in and whatnot. Love ya, sis'. Have fun in Seattle."
"Will do. Love ya too, Jay. Talk to ya later. Buh-bye."
"Later."
*CLICK*
...Kenisha Williams raised her hand up to her ear and hit a button on her Bluetooth. Turning off her phone while she was pulling along her luggage through the airport. Her son, Chris, was asleep in one of those little backpack baby holders things. She had herself a one way ticket from Los Angeles, California to Seattle, Washington. The purpose of this trip? A little birdy told her that there was a resurrection of a wrestling company in that area. Kenisha just so happened to be feeling the itch to get herself back into the squared circle. She's tried regular jobs since her departure from the wrestling world. She tried telemarketing. That proved to be less than eventful for her. She tried working at a department store. Customer service just wasn't exactly her forte when you've got the ridiculous stupidity of some people on a daily basis. Nothing seemed to be that good of a fit for her. It was money in her pocket, but she yearned for some excitement. She yearned for a chance to get into a professional wrestling ring again. That was her dream come true. Her passion. She had to give it up though. Had to birth an 'infamous' child into this world. Couldn't exactly do what she does best with her belly bulging out with child. It's been quite awhile since she's even spoken to any of her old friends, or enemies. Hell, she hasn't even attended an event in quite awhile either. She's kept herself in shape. Actually managed to get her figure back after delivery. It was hard to do, but she pulled it off miraculously. She might be a little rusty, but she was going to have to see for herself when she gets back into that ring. She hoped she still had what it takes to do it. She wasn't that old. She was still a rookie. Kenisha only had two years of wrestling under her belt, and a single year of management. She was twenty two years of age. She was in the prime of her life. Only one way to find out. Kenisha slapped her ticket down on desk in front of her to the check in desk. A smile graced her face as she simply said...
"I'm going to Seattle..."
Time: 9:34 p.m.
"I know, Jay. I know. Don't worry about me. I'm fine. Chris is sleeping right now and I'm on my way to my gate right now. I'll be on time."
"Alright. Good. Would hate to see you miss your plane. I know ended up leaving a little bit late."
"It was fine. I made good time. With enough left over to maybe grab a bite to eat before they board."
"Good, good. You going to be okay in Seattle all by yourself?"
"Yeah. I think it's time. I don't feel right being at home. You know? Working some normal, everyday job... It's not been a good fit for me. I don't feel right. I don't feel at home. It's just not for me. You know?"
"Understandable. Just don't think that you have to do this... Don't think this is the only thing that you can do... I worry about you, sometimes. I don't want you to get hurt. If you need me there, I'll be on the next plane to Seattle... ASAP."
"I appreciate that, Jay. I do. But I'm not a baby, anymore. I may be your baby sister, but I'm not a baby. I can take care of myself. I think it'll be good for me to get back on my feet again. Give it another go in the ring. I'm still young. Still in good health. I've been keeping myself in shape. I think it's time."
"Alright. Well, I guess I'll letcha go for now. Let you get checked in and whatnot. Love ya, sis'. Have fun in Seattle."
"Will do. Love ya too, Jay. Talk to ya later. Buh-bye."
"Later."
*CLICK*
...Kenisha Williams raised her hand up to her ear and hit a button on her Bluetooth. Turning off her phone while she was pulling along her luggage through the airport. Her son, Chris, was asleep in one of those little backpack baby holders things. She had herself a one way ticket from Los Angeles, California to Seattle, Washington. The purpose of this trip? A little birdy told her that there was a resurrection of a wrestling company in that area. Kenisha just so happened to be feeling the itch to get herself back into the squared circle. She's tried regular jobs since her departure from the wrestling world. She tried telemarketing. That proved to be less than eventful for her. She tried working at a department store. Customer service just wasn't exactly her forte when you've got the ridiculous stupidity of some people on a daily basis. Nothing seemed to be that good of a fit for her. It was money in her pocket, but she yearned for some excitement. She yearned for a chance to get into a professional wrestling ring again. That was her dream come true. Her passion. She had to give it up though. Had to birth an 'infamous' child into this world. Couldn't exactly do what she does best with her belly bulging out with child. It's been quite awhile since she's even spoken to any of her old friends, or enemies. Hell, she hasn't even attended an event in quite awhile either. She's kept herself in shape. Actually managed to get her figure back after delivery. It was hard to do, but she pulled it off miraculously. She might be a little rusty, but she was going to have to see for herself when she gets back into that ring. She hoped she still had what it takes to do it. She wasn't that old. She was still a rookie. Kenisha only had two years of wrestling under her belt, and a single year of management. She was twenty two years of age. She was in the prime of her life. Only one way to find out. Kenisha slapped her ticket down on desk in front of her to the check in desk. A smile graced her face as she simply said...
"I'm going to Seattle..."
-To-Be-Continued-