Breewheelin [Diary Entry #9]

[Dan Herrera]

Dear Interwebs,

    Sometimes I wish I could scream on camera. I wish I could stand in front of the camera and put audible words to everything that I am thinking. But I know that it would only fuel the mouths and minds of those that for some reason have found a reason to hate me.  

    No, instead my handicap only lends me to angrily slamming my fingers against the keyboard here in my dark bedroom trying my HARDEST not to press the caps lock button and let it ride. I’m resisting the urge right now, but I can’t promise further restraint as I get further into this open letter. 

    At Third Strike, Me, Donnie and Emily will get our chance to finish off what was started for each of us long ago. A chance to get back at those that have picked at us for so long. It’s time for us to get into the ring between bells and fight a battle that professional wrestling rules dictate. No more wild, wild west. No more playing on the field where anything goes. NO! It’s time to fight the way we’ve been trained here in LDFC. It’s time to put up or shut up. Time to show if you’ve learned anything here in LDFC or if the extracurricular activities that you enjoy so much are only put into play because when it really comes down to it you can’t fight any of us three between the ropes and hope to stand a chance.  

    We all know what happened at the end of Pride two weeks ago. It was barbaric. It was graceless. IT WAS SO, SO STUPID. I expected it from you Valcone. Brody showed up surprising everyone, not because it was out of his character… but because we thought he finally gave up on wrestling like he always seemed to have done on his life. What I really can’t understand is Baroness. 

    Baroness, what was that? You attacked my friend Donnie for what reason? Because you thought you were joining the winning side. Because you thought that Donnie was making mistakes and this was the best course of action to try and teach your “friend” a message? I don’t get it. Perhaps it was because after that one night you guys spent together, that I know of, you didn’t get the call back you so desperately desired. Yeah, I’m sure you don’t think I know that, and Donnie probably doesn’t either. Yeah, I’m deaf… but I’m not dumb. I catch things most people miss, and that was one of them. WHATEVER the reason… you’ll get what’s coming to you. Because no lesson you have to try and teach is worth learning. 

    Valcone, I don’t understand you. Not even in the slightest. I remember being a wide eyed rookie when I first started here that couldn’t wait to take selfies and flash the peace sign with you in pictures. I actually looked up to you as a guy that had a lot of experience in this business. You were something I wanted to be. But I quickly figured out that despite the beauty you portrayed on the outside, you were the ugliest person on the inside that I had ever come in contact with. After you manipulated Laura Seville to your aid and beat me and Donnie… I knew you were not the guy I thought I looked up to. No… you’re a manipulative bastard. That no matter whether you’re wearing a mask or all natural… you’re not worth a second glance. 

    And somehow, once again you’ve managed to get one of the most despicable people to grace the LDFC grounds to join your cause again. I wonder what you promised Brody Watts to get him to come and attack us and fight at Third Strike. Actually I don’t because I know all it probably took was the idea of trying to break three of LDFC’s brightest stars to get him to come. To try and bring us down to his level. Well Brody, you can’t take that from me. No matter what you did two weeks ago to me. No matter what you MAY do at Third Strike. I will NEVER drop to your level. You are a waste of space and I plan to remove you from LDFC space very soon. 

    It’s time me, Donnie, and Emily put an end to this. No more random beatdowns. No more hidden masks. Just three wrestlers squaring off against three other wrestlers to prove just who belongs and who doesn’t. I know I belong. I know Donnie belongs. I know Emily belongs. I guess that pretty much settles that huh? Time to prove it in the ring and end this aggression.  

♥ Bree Nelson ♥