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flashback | one year and six months ago

Adrian's POV

Today I officially have my last match. unfortunately, the only people that know are management, randy, some family, and myself. I haven't been able to give hints or tell people about the situation because wwe thinks its best that I go out with a big bang and everyone finds out at once. This way the decision process was fully up to me and the ones I love most, without everyone's two cents.

I do admit that getting ready, putting ny gear on for the last time is tough. especially because this is what I've dedicated my entire life to, it is my life, and it has been for so long. I know deep down that I'll always have a home here and I'll be welcomed back with open arms, but I feel like my time to be the shining star is over. I've reached the top peak of my career and I feel like other women deserve the chance to be in that same spot.

tonight I lose my title to Alexa Bliss, one of the most hard working women I know around here. She got called up a few months back [about 7] and she has been putting on live shows, promos, training, interviews, and just everything that goes into being a champion. I felt that she was a good fit for the title and someone I would be honored to lose [hand over the title] to. I'm very proud of her progress and the effort she puts fourth.

anyways, as I'm getting ready I head out the door and down to makeup. getting my makeup done so that I look like a beauty queen and also not looking tweleve anymore is the best part of backstage. Leslie the makeup artist has heard it all from me, from problems with randy to my depression, all the way to my injuries. she's an amazing women that I enjoy talking with.

"Hey Leslie, I'm ready for you to poke at my face and make me look twenty-nine instead of twelve" I chuckled a little, sitting down in the chair as she got the makeup ready.

"Its good to see you again, always good to make you look less like a child" she laughs, starting my makeup.

once my makeup is done and we've talked about everything girls can talk about in fifteen minutes, I give her a big hug and thank her for everything. "I appreciate everything that you've done for me all of these years, love u lots les" i say, giving her a smile and walking to the guerilla.

I've been standing here for a good five minutes and I have these terrible butterflies in my stomach, knowing this is the very last match.. the last time i'll wrestle in this ring and the last time my music will hit as I walkout with punk signs high in the air. its all very stressful and it does sadden me.

all of a sudden my music hit and I just ran with it, I walked on to the stage, just really starring out at the crowd taking it all in. the lights, the music, the cheering of thousands of people, the ramp, the cameras, the little kids in the front row that I know will be the new generation of superstars, and the ring. the ring that I've been inside of since high school, the ring I was blessed to be able to conquer my dreams in.

I slowly made my way to the ring with my hands raised high in the air, smiling at the fans in the crowd and hell, even the haters. I made it to the ring, sliding in and letting the feeling take over my body one last time. "This is it Adrian, you did it" I said to myself before Alexa's music hits.

Skipping To After The Match

after the match, Alexa had "won" via pinfall and the crowd was going wild. people were cheering and booing. but it was still an amazing moment, a tear slipped down my face, falling onto the microphone I was now holding in my hand. this was the end, this was my moment.

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