Post by Eliza Valentine on May 17, 2016 2:10:51 GMT
"OW!" I flt the slap of Kayla's backhand against my arm and instinctively move my hand up to rub the pink spot. Kayla growls at me slightly and I laugh, shrugging my shoulders whilst playing innocent.
"What?!" she shakes her head and steps in front of me, cutting off the view she had slapped me for admiring....
"I have eyes you know..."
"So do I, so why punish me for using them?!" she laughs despite herself and I wrap an arm around her waist... "You know I love you..." she smiles and nods as I press my cheek against her neck, peering over her shoulder.
Kate was dressed in workout gear, tight black yoga paints and a silver and black sports bra, her blue hair was twisted into a bun at the top of her head and beads of sweat formed and glistened across her perfect, porcelain skin... Something about English girls and the luminescence of their white, pale skin just drives me insane....
"OW! AGAIN!" I exaggerate as I feel an elbow to the ribs, courtesy of the other milky skin goddess in the room... "I can't help it..." I move back and hold her at arms length with a wry smile... "Kate is..."
"Incredibly hot. But that is SO not the point Liz.." I bit my lip now and cocked a brow...
"You think she's hot?"
"Not the point..."
"But... I bet if we asked..."
"She's married..."
"He could watch...."
"...... You're a pervert." she huffed and stomped off towards the cross trainer, slipping her earbuds in - a clear signal the conversation was over.
For her maybe.
"Hey Kate..." I smiled, wandering across the gym to the mats, where she drops the kettlebell she was working with to turn and smile back.
"Sup Liz?" she tilts her head to the side, a few stands of blue hair tickle her shoulder as she does so...
"Ohhh, nothin' just winding Kayla up as usual." Kate laughs and shakes her head.
"Didn't seem like much to me..." I find myself biting my lip again...
"I can make it somethin' ...Just gimmie the word..." Kate raises her brows and blushes slightly, it's adorable.... I step a little closer, softening my breath as the tips of our noses nearly touch before I sigh and shake my head... "She just needs some convincing first." Kate blushes again before their is a loud bang from the other side of the gym that draws both of our attention.
We turn to see Kayla, sprawled on the floor, red faced and her feet tangled up in the cross trainer... I can't help but bust up laughing as she huffs and puffs angrily from a heap on the floor.
"Aren't you going to help me?!" she calls and I shake my head, slinking an arm around Kate's shoulders...
"Nah, I kinda like the view."
I could sit here and talk about you til I was blue in the face - the fact that you both sold out, that you are pathetic, that you, Amber have become everything you so claimed to hate.
But I won't. Not out of respect, or care, if I am entirely honest; not even out of a perceived consideration for anyones feelings... I won't do it because unlike the pair of you, I have held onto my morality, I have held onto who I am as a person... And as much as Ana wants this match to matter, as much as she sees it as the first step in her putting her foot down to claim ownership of the division... It does not matter.
Not to me, not to either of you - the match is meaningless and exists only to give you both a chanc e to be violent little guard dogs called to attack.
Kate and I, are simply better than this, better than the pair of you, better than what the division is becoming and definitely better than the woman Crystal's title is named after... I may be a Valentine, but to me, the name is something to overcome, something to be better than, do b etter than... I will never put glory and fame above my sense of morality and dignity... Never again will I allow ANYONE to take my sense of self from me.
I will not sit here and defend myself to you people - I have no need to do so; you are nothing but glorified lackies with the shimmer of a title in your eyes, you think she will give that to you as she has Crystal? You think for a moment that she cares about either of you, that you are warriors in her crusade? You are warm bodies, sacrifices to the greater good and the very idea that either of you would believe any differently is beyond laughable.
The time is coming for change, the time is coming for people like Avery and mysel to rise up and knock Ana clean off the pedestal she sat herself on; when that time comes, you will both look back on this day and know without a shadow of a doubt....
You fucked with the wrong bitches.