Out of Character Comment; This is eh...but at least I r/ped lol

Heather had missed her chance, she had failed to meet her own expectations in a match that was very important to her. What was her problem? She could blame it on a lot of things, but she wasn't going to. The only thing she could blame it on was her laziness. She wanted the chance at a title, it would've been her first but she fell short. This week would be different. This week would be her chance to redeem herself and set her bar even higher than it was before. Heather had been named the superstar of the week just a week before but yet she came up short in a match that actually mattered? No this wouldn't be her normal routine not in the least. She wasn't going to get lightly this week and she sure as hell wasn't going to let this chance to beat Alex Varkatzas. Heather was a confident woman with only one thing on her mind and most of the time, besides sex, it was winning. Success was one of the only things that mattered to Heather, only one thing came before it by a slight margin and that was Nicholas Slater. Then again he was quite successful himself so it was one in the same. Heather had been put to the test before and she had proved to be just as good as she promised. This week would not be any different. Her loss last week would be the only loss on her record, there was no doubt in her mind about that. Alex Varkatzas had underestimated Heather in her opinion, he thought this was going to be easy. Maybe he had a right to think that, I mean she had only beaten Matt Matlock, but Heather hadn't yet brought her true A game and this was the time to do that, Alex would get stuck with the true Heather Mackenzie and it was a person that many wouldn't like in the ring. She was brutally honest inside and outside of the ring and she was going to prove that to everyone on Massacre.

Heather crossed her leg one over the other as she sat on the uncomfortable bench in a downtown Chicago park. She shivered a little wrapping her coat a little tighter around her hoping that it would help. Her legs were exposed to the wind as it blew over them with force. She looked around a little bit tapping her foot to the ground to pass the time. He was late, again. She sniffled a little from the cold. The clouds covered the sun a little bit only to expose it once again. Heather watched as the little kids in front of her ran around playing tag as their mothers laughed talking to each other about the funny thing Jimmy did this morning, each competing to have the better kid. Heather got a little grin on her face shaking her head, she pitied those people. She then felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see Nicholas Slater standing behind the bench a grin instilled upon his face. Heather smiled at him as he walked around to sit next to her on the bench.

Nicholas Slater; Jesus, how long have you been here?

He could already feel the cold air hitting his face and drew Heather closer with his arm.

Heather Mackenzie; Forever it seems like.

Heather rested her head on Nicholas' shoulder feeling his warmth.

Nicholas Slater; Well you could've just waited for me ya know.

Heather Mackenzie; I wanted to get out by myself for a little bit, after last week I needed to clear my head. I missed a huge opportunity.

Nicholas looked down at Heather.

Nicholas Slater; You're never like this, where is your confidence?

Heather looked up to him her eyebrows curling down.

Heather Mackenzie; I have all the confidence in the world, I am just horribly pissed at myself for what happened. This week though I'm confident. I've got everything I need to beat Alex and it will not be all that difficult. I mean he thinks that he's got it in the bag but that's because he hasn't truly seen what I can do. He just thinks his clever little play on me is all he needs, but that won't cut it. If he thinks that I'm fake or plastic whatever then he obviously doesn't know anything about me. I invented who I am I never molded myself into someone else. He's just got the wrong idea because there are so many girls out there just striving to be me that I no longer look original. It's sad.

Heather looked out straight again at the mothers and their children.

Nicholas Slater; It's true, you can't help that.

Heather Mackenzie; Not at all.

There was a brief silence between the two.

Heather Mackenzie; It's sad, those women are just living through their children. Praising their little pests for the most rediculous things trying to make the other moms think their kid is better. It's almost pathetic, I'm happy that I can fight my own damn battles. Lord knows my mom didn't give a shit. I like it better that way though, I have an actual backbone because of it. Something I think has helped me in all my glory. I need more than just the porn industry though Nic. I really need to make it in professional wrestling. I don't think that I can be happy any other way.

Nicholas Slater; I know babe. We're two of the best wrestlers IWE has seen, I don't think you have a thing to worry about.

Heather snuggled herself a little closer to Nicholas.

Heather Mackenzie; Worried wasn't the word, I'm not worried. Not about Alex at least. He's been talked up, for nothing. I'm not worried about anyone beating me. I'm worried about me losing my drive. I thought it was impossible ya know, cause I absolutely adore this business. I don't want to lose my drive and go out looking like a jobber, that's not how I want to be seen. I hate making an ass out of myself in front of a ton of people, you know that, and losing in front of the IWE fans is an embarassment. I refuse to let it happen again. I mean there is no doubt that Brandi Taylor and Mackenzie Adams are good wrestlers but I am better, I'm what the IWE needs for their women's division, I should've won that match and the fact that I didn't is an embarassment. I don't give a shit if people call it whining. I know my limits and they far surpassed what I did on Massacre last week.

Nicholas Slater; You just need to stop thinking about last week. You've got other things in front of you that matter more right now.

Nicholas had a stern tone to his voice. Heather simply nodded her head, she knew.

Heather Mackenzie; Yeah, I can do this. I can beat Alex. It's not going to take all that much. I don't really give a shit what this kid has done outside of IWE, that doesn't even matter and I don't really care how indie he thinks he is for doing the promo he pulled cause that shit doesn't matter. I'm the real deal, I bring beauty to the beatdown and just because I'm going up a male opponent, which is the first time in my career, doesn't mean I'm going to fall short. I'll just give him a reminder on why I interested him in the first place. It's because no matter what, I'm always going to come out on top, even if I lose. Everything turns in my favor in the end.

Heather's grin got wider. Scene fades.