I flinch visibly from the impact of Jack's move. I know Rowan's back. I know how badly it's injured and I know it's still not perfectly healed. Not that any of those facts are stopping Rowan now.
No, what's stopping her now is all of Jack's weight impacting on the base of her spine in two bony patellas crashing down on her.
It's nasty.
It's brutal.
It's not enough.
"Looks like the kid finally snapped out of it. He might just take this one."
I shake my head at Security Guard James. He doesn't know Rowan like I know Rowan.
"It's not enough. Rowan knows pain. Sometimes I wonder if she knows anything but pain. He hasn't taken her out completely yet. This was a good first step, but he really needs to do more. He needs to devastate her to the point it gets uncomfortable for him. Then he needs to do it a few more times."
I look in the ring and I can't help but feel a tug at my heart for the hurting form all curled up before my eyes. Not pity. More a regret. A memory of what once was while seeing what is now.
When I first met her, Rowan was very much the opposite of...you know. I like to allude to Green Acres with Ro being Ava Gabor. She seemed a bit out of place in the Carolinas, especially in the back roads. I knew she had money. She tried to hide it, but I've been around folks who are poor, folks who just came into money, and folks who have had money all their lives. It's a difference in perspective and bearing.
But I didn't hold that against her. In fact, it was kinda endearing that she tried to not shove it in my face. I knew we were getting close, but I didn't know how close till this one night after an impromptu mixed tag necessitated by weird booking and bad weather causing some no shows and a reshuffling of the card, she came to me in the changing room which was pretty much a boys locker room at a high school.
I had all the nozzles going. When you have a community shower and you're the main event and the other guy has a better hotel room to get to, you have it all to yourself. So I turned everything up. Steaming hot water. I took some bad bumps that night and wanted really hot water to help ease those muscles. The finish was messed up. Rowan had the blonde in a submission hold, one she was trying out before she settled on the Widow's Kiss. The blonde's partner rushes in like he's going to break it up. I dunno, the rules of that fight were men fight men and women fight women. But this idiot comes flying in like he's gonna bash Rowan and there was no way she could stop him in time. But I was quicker in those days and I owed that guy a receipt for some potatoes he gave me during this match so I stopped him with a kick to his gut and decided what the hell and pulled his head between my legs, wrapped my arms around his waist and hauled his green ass up in the air and just drove his back into the mat so hard it left a dent I'm sure. I was pissed. I looked back to check on Ro and all I could see was her staring at me all wide eyed.
After, I was alone in the shower, steam everywhere. And I heard the door open. Thinking it was the janitor, I said I'd be out in 5 more minutes. I was facing a showerhead, leaned a bit forward so the water crashed into my upper back.
I felt a pair of soft hands on my aching spine.
"Wha..." I turned and saw her there, naked. A big smile on her face. Her hair all the way down. Before I could say anything else, she moved in close as I straightened up, reached up and put a finger to my lips And took my right hand in hers.
"I'm glad you leave your mask on when you shower."
I remember that girl sometimes. The one who understood love and fun and saw wrestling as a passion.
Somewhere along the way, her desire to be the best, her need to master the art of wrestling, all of that just changed.
The passion became obsession. She had to have everyone know who Rowan fucking Chance was.
She demanded attention and respect. "Fun" for her now was making sure every new challenger that came her way ended up on the other side of the encounter knowing she's the best thing they've ever run into.
She lost sight of the simple things. She closed herself off. She confused love and sex and power.
How much of that was Tantalus twisting her mind or Rowan's own insecurities overwhelming her or a combination of both, I don't know.
All I know is...I miss that girl I first met....I see flashes of her here and there.
But in the ring, all I see is the dark hearted woman who will stop at nothing to make sure her story is written the way she demands. No matter what anyone says.
Jack going for the cover now is a big mistake. She's not done. Just hurt. If you don't put down a hurt animal, it'll come back and destroy you.
I'm afraid Jack's gonna learn that the hard way.