The Bitch Chronicles, Chapter 1

"Five fucking years! That's how long I have been in this industry. Do you know how many fucking times I have faced a god damn rookie?"

The voice of Sapphire Delgado echoes through a shallow hallway as her hands are clenched into two very tight fists. A dimly lit cigarette sits in her mouth as her eyes are covered with dark sunshades.

"My mentor Dustin Holt once told me that I will used as cannon fodder for all rookies who are looking to make a name for themselves. I didn't want to believe him until a text message came across my phone from Ophelia Knight. Do you know how hard it was for me to not throw my phone against the wall? It was extremely hard but thanks to my novio Vector, i didn't break it."

Sapphire takes a minute to blow a little smoke out of her mouth. As Sapphire places the cigarette back into her mouth, she takes a step out of the hallway and steps into a fairly large room. The room itself is covered in posters of Chelsea Skye but each poster is different. Sapphire glances around the room and smirks heavily.

"The Ollie Rumble was a waste of my time. I eliminated one person while lasting a long time. That person I eliminated didn't mean anything to me at all. I fought my ass off and I got nothing in return. I call that a colossal waste of my talents. Now I must put these suit fuckers on notice that The Florida Bitch isn't going to take this lack of respect towards her or her family any longer. I am a second generation fighter. I come from a long line of fighters and yet I get treated like some fucking rookie. Well, that shit is going to sto,"

Before Sapphire could finish her thought, the side door into her private room flies open with a skinny ass man standing in the door frame.

"What the fuck Oliver? Can't you see that I am busy."

"I am sorry boss but there is a situation brewing out here."

Sapphire drags her right index finger over the disfigured face of Chelsea Skye before walking out of the room. Oliver leads her down the staircase as a police officer is standing inside her home.

"Who let cow shit into my home?"

The police officer chuckles a bit while sticking both thumbs into the front of his pants.

"Cut the shit Sophia. Where is that no good brother of yours?"

Sapphire narrows her eyes at the cop while making her way towards the kitchen.

"I don't know where my hermano is seńor."

"Sophia, you are too damn smart to be playing this fucking dumb. Now, where is that low down son of a bitch?"

The cop asks her again while grabbing her wrist. Sapphire looks at him as her cold steel blue eyes cut right through his gaze.

"Seńor, I already told you I don't fucking know where Juan is and if I did. Why would I tell a you? Now, remove your fucking hand or you won't be able to pleasure yourself later while watching porn in your cop car."

The officer removes his hand while looking at her.

"Why watch porn when i can have you?"

The cop slowly begins to squeal as Sapphire has grabbed him by his crotched and squeezed. She looks him into the eye and shakes her head.

"You fucking pigs are all the same. You see a sexy mamacita and you immediately want to get in our pants. Now, get the fuck out of my house before I ruin your day more by turning your ass into a eunich."

Sapphire releases the poor cop and watches him flee from her house and nearly knocks Vector over. Vector looks at him before entering the house. He sees Sapphire pouring herself a tall glass of Wild Turkey whiskey and is sipping on it.

"Did I miss something?"

Sapphire turns her body to face Vector. A genuine smile forms across her lips as she and Vector share a kiss.

"The pigs are out looking for Juan again."

Vector laughs.

"Why am I not surprised?"

"You did put Juan on the plane."

"Yes, he should be heading towards Samoa."

Sapphire nods her head Oliver walks into the living room, flips on the television as a news report comes across the airwaves. Vector leans against the wall as Sapphire listens to the report.

"Turn it off!"

Oliver doesn't hear her at first.

"Hey fuck face, I said turn that shit off."

"I want to know more about this robbery homicide."

Sapphire rolls her eyes as Vector puts his hand on the back of Oliver's neck before pulling him closer.

"Listen, you dumb shit. We don't need to hear about since we already know about it. Now turn this off and go get my motorcycle ready for me to fucking ride."

Vector tells him before letting go. Oliver quickly turns the television off and walks off toward the garage. Sapphire is staring off into space as Vector walks up behind her and slips his arms around her waist.

"Everything is going to be okay as long as Juan stays in Samoa."

"I know. Brittany texted me earlier and told me that Sisco Cruise was back in town."

Vector nods his head while kissing Sapphire all over her neck.

"Should I be worried?"

"Why baby? You're bigger than him. Sisco only cares about himself anyway. Now, why don't you get that loot Juan grabbed and go stash it."

Vector chuckles before snatching up his helmet off the end table and heads for the garage. As Vector and Oliver are in the garage, Sapphire walks back up the stairs. She checks her phone to make sure Brittany hasn't texted her. No messages. Sapphire smiles as she walks back into the room with Chelsea postered up all over.

Sapphire walks back up towards the picture she was looking at earlier and drags her index finger across it.

"Hello, my precious pet. I hope you weren't waiting for me long. Now, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted. This time is going to be different because the only rookie that I intend on breaking is that trash Chelsea Skye. I mean even her nickname is an oxymoron. I wouldn't describe her as an angel. I wouldn't even call her a nightmare unless you are talking about her wrestling career. Yikes pretty much covers it."

Sapphire takes a sip of her whiskey while walking towards a cardboard cut out of Chelsea Skye. Sapphire runs her fingers along the side of Chelsea's face before sinking her nail into the side her head.

"Do you like that slut? You puta have no earthly idea what awaits you inside that ring. You probably think I'm an easy target since I haven't won a match yet but neither of you. The last match you had was against a stupid cat. I don't count a win against an animal as a win. I think it was just the bosses showing sympathy for your pathetic ass which one thing you won't get from me. I don't care about you or your goals. My goal is fucking clear and that is to have that victory championship around my waist. That is the only thing on my mind. Now, if you want to save face with your fans then go ahead and bow out now. Otherwise, I am going to slaughter your fucking ass all over the damn ring. You see, I don't need some pity win against some stupid feline. I just need to bash the skull in on a fucking rookie. That rookie just happens to be your dumbass self. Now I am well aware that you have some skills but when you are in the ring with the Baddest Bitch on this motherfucking planet your skills mean absolutely nothing.

You see, I have skills but I'd rather beat the living piss out of you. I will even take you to the FLORIDA KEYS. Hell, I'll just Cut the Saph and put you out of your misery. That's just a snippet of what I can do inside that ring. No one is going to out work Sapphire Delgado. No one is going to out wrestle Sapphire Delgado. So don't even try that shit with me. Because if you do, then I will Delgado Deluxe you straight into the third row."

Sapphire takes another drink before kneeing the cut out and ripping it apart.

"This will be how you will look Chelsea. I am going to leave you broken in a thousand pieces. The Florida Bitch will enjoy the amount of pain and suffering that I will inflict on you. You can call me an asshole but after our match on Victory you will call me winner. As for you, there is no more hope for your future so get used to it."