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Date April 14th 2018 / Time 1:15PM / Status Not Recording
Location The Illinois Center Complex – Chicago, Illinois

“Boy do we have a treat for you guys this afternoon! Two days away from UGWC Synergy, and a little over a week from her big World Title match at No Holds Barred… We have none other than Lucy Wylde in the studio with us today!”

I can barely see her across the studio from me, the microphone blocking almost the entirety of her face from me. I smile and nod my head, quickly realizing that no one listening to this radio show is going to see me, let alone hear my head nodding. I adjust the headphones on my ears and lean in towards the mic.

“It’s good to be here. Thanks for having me.”

“Absolutely.. I’m a huge fan of yours by the way. How are you doing today? Ready for Synergy on Monday?”

“I’m as ready as I’m gonna be, I suppose.”

“Well as most of you know, Lucy is going to be going up against Jet Somers and Ph…..”

I look up into the window of the studio and I swear… I swear I see a familiar set of blue eyes behind everyone else watching the interview. I shift my position in the seat, trying to get a better view. But the eyes are the only thing I can see. But that’s enough… I’d remember those eyes anywhere.

“…heading into No Holds Barred?”

My oculars are glued to that window, but in the split second I look away and look back, the eyes are gone. Gone like they’d never been there to begin with. Where in the hell could he have gone that quickly?

“Ahem…. Lucy?”

I whip my head around, forgetting for a second that I was being interviewed. I smile and chuckle softly, trying to cover up the fact that I haven’t heard a single word she said for… God knows how long.

All I can see is my condo and the mess he left. The ‘gifts’. The mementos. The note. His words keep playing in my head…

I enjoy the thrill of the chase… And I’m chasing you Lucy Wylde… I’m chasing you alllllll the way.

“Lucy? Is everything okay?”

I can feel the beads of sweat forming on my forehead.

“Oh, yeah. I’m sorry… It’s been a while since I’ve been on radio.”

She gives me a look, but she laughs and shakes her head.

“That’s alright. Hopefully you come back more often.. We’d love to have you! I was just asking you if you thought that facing Jet and Phrixus a week before you will again for the world title will help you heading into No Holds Barred?”

“Well…”

I start out, trying to wrap my mind around what I just saw. But now even more sets of eyes are on me, wanting… No, expecting a response that’ll satisfy them and their ratings.

“I don’t know. I could say that facing them will give me an advantage, allowing me to get familiar with their respective strengths and weaknesses… But the same holds true for them. Truthfully though, I don’t much like it.”

“Oh really?”

I nod my head and take another glance at the window, those blue eyes staring at me again, from the opposite side of the window. My heart catches in my throat and I look away, closing my eyes.

How did it feel? When you came home that day and you realised that I’d been inside your life. That I’d touched… Everything. That my shadow had fallen across every surface? How did it feel when I laid rose petals across your floor, when your fondest memories had become those painful memories of you and I? A moment that could have become a life? A life that could have become eternity? Did it sting, like an old wound reopened?

“Y-Yeah…”

I manage to spit out as my stomach does somersaults inside my gut.

Or did you feel the heat spreading between your thighs at the idea that it was as close to inside you that I could have ever possibly been.

Jesus… I feel like I’m going to puke.

“Care to elaborate?”

“Absolutely. I mean… After what happened to Zane, I don’t trust Jet Somers as far as I can throw is scrawny ass. As for Phrixus… I don’t know. Can’t trust anyone when the world title is involved… Any title for that matter. And that’s what this is… This isn’t the world title match, but anything can happen heading into it… Last week proved that without a shadow of a doubt… So if you’re asking if I think this match is going to help me.. No. It’s going to hurt. It’s going to hurt just like everything else.”

“Very insightful Lucy. Now we need to take a quick break.. We’ll be back in a few with a couple more questions for Lucy Wylde! Stay tuned!”

I sigh and sit back in the chair, putting my hands up to my face and letting out a deep sigh as I hear her get up and head out of the studio.

I gave you what you’ve always wanted, Lucy – for those few moments I was a part of your life. I was inside you. Heart, body and soul. For those few moments I got to understand just what it would have meant to have been a part of Lucy Wylde… And that won’t ever go away. You know who I am, Lucy… You know what I can do. You remember what it is to be caught up in my world and it’s the only time you’ve ever felt truly… Alive. Although, I appreciate you may have forgotten… You may have chosen to forget. But never mind, we can fix all of that….

His words, they just keep playing through my head. Just what I need as the icing on this shit cake I call a life… Take a psychotic abusive father trying to ruin my life, mix in him probably wanting my girlfriend dead now, add a dash of losing my best friend into the mix… Bake at three thousand degrees for a couple of months and ice it with a fucking stalker…

I can’t fucking win.

“Excuse me, Miss Wylde?”

I nearly jump out of the chair, putting my hand to my chest.

“Oh my God, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“It’s okay…”

She smiles and sits back down in her chair across the studio.

“You ready to get going again?”

I nod, but as she’s getting ready to go back on air, I get her attention.

“Hey, before we do.. Can I ask you something real quick?”

“Sure thing.”

I glance over at the window one more time, not seeing him… But that hasn’t meant anything before…

“When you went out there, was there anyone out there that wasn’t supposed to be?”

Her eyebrows raise in question.

“Not that I noticed. Why are you expecting someone special? Is Maggie dropping by?”

I shake my head.

“Not quite. I just thought I saw… Gabriel out there.”

“Oh my… You and him?! So That’s still a thing?!”

“No.. No… It’s not. I–”

“Shhh…”

She puts her hand up in the air to quiet me as the station manager gives her the sign that we’re about to go back on air. I grimace and put my head down into my hands as she excitedly greets the fans back to the show.

“So we’re still here with Lucy Wylde and we were just talking about something super interesting. Lucy….”

I raise my head up and begin shaking my head desperately. Please don’t ask this question.. Please… Dear God.. If there is a God she won’t ask…

“You and Gabriel Baal… Is that still a thing? I mean, we all saw the little flirting going on on Twitter the other day. I’m sure Maggie wasn’t too happy about that…”

Fuck.

“Maggie and I are fine because there’s nothing going on on the Gabriel Baal front. He’s a manipulative piece of garbage.. I mean you saw the way he and Eden won the tag titles this past Monday, right?”

“Couple of months ago you were into that kind of thing.”

“Couple of months ago I was an idiot.”

Jesus I was a total idiot. Throwing myself at him, kissing him… What exactly did I think was going to come of all that? My cheeks are burning with embarrassment and there’s no end in sight. Not with the look on this Bitches face, not with anything else going on in this fucked up life of mine.

“Fine, fine… I get it Lucy. How is Maggie, by the way?”

“She’s fine. Looking forward to her match with Mizore and Necron.”

“I see. Let me ask you something else. Something I’m sure is on the minds of a lot of your fans.”

Oh God.. I can only imagine.

“We’ve all seen the magazines. We’ve seen the stories your parents printed about you and your childhood, and more recently the pictures of you… allegedly shouting at your father and mother inside a restaurant in New York. With all of this buzz surrounding you and your estranged family… tell me, are the rumors true?”

“What rumors?”

I steal another glance at the window, and the tension in my body relaxes a little when I don’t see those eyes.

“Are your parents suing you?”

I feel all the blood rushing out of my face, and my hands instantly feel like I’ve dipped them into a bucket of cold water.

“Ah.. Well… Those rumors… Well, I’m not really at liberty to say right now. But I will say this…”

I’m angry. I’m angry and I’m scared.. But I’m tired of fearing what’s going to happen to me if I say something against any one of these people who have it out for me. Sure, Gabriel can stick a needle in my neck, JC and boot me through tomorrow and my father could probably find some way of making me magically turn up dead at the bottom of the Patapsco river… But fuck it.

“My father is a lying, abusive piece of shit. He beat me and my sister our entire childhoods. He touched us and he made our lives a living hell. My mother, she just sat there on her fat ass and watched it all happen right in front of her face. She didn’t do a damn thing to help Kyra or I. So come on.. Daddy… You wanna play hardball? I’m game. And Gabriel? Sweetie… I’ve seen much, much worse than you… So don’t test me, or else I’ll do to you what I’m going to do to my dear father.”

A stunned silence filled the studio for a few moments before she cleared her throat and I sat back in my chair, ripping the headset from my head and tossing it down on the table in front of me.

“Ah… Well… Thank you for that, Lucy. Very… Enlightening. We’re looking forward to seeing you on Synergy here in Chicago on Monday! We’ll be back after this next break!”

I move past the tables and head out of the studio, obviously eager to get the hell out of there and get back to the hotel.. And Maggie, who I’m sure listened to this interview and isn’t going to be happy about my little threats on the open air waves… but honestly, she has no room to talk. Not after what she pulled.

“Miss Wylde?”

I whip around to find a young man standing behind me, a piece of paper in his hand.

“Yeah?”

He extends his arm and hands me the folded up paper.

“Someone asked me to give you this. Have a nice day!”

He smiles and walks away, leaving me confused and annoyed. I don’t think much about it as I crumple the paper up in my hand and head out to my car. Once I’m out there and away from all the prying eyes and ears… I uncrumple the paper and open it, my eyes widening and my heart nearly stopping as I do.

Please allow me… To introduce myself.

“FUCK!”

 

OOC: Enjoy!