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Selena Frost vs. Gable Winchester; April 2/14
Topic Started: Mar 24 2014, 09:45 PM (119 Views)
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Selena Frost vs. Gable Winchester

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Deadline: Noon EST Tuesday, April 1, 2014

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[align=center]The Royal Letter[/align]


Dear Trinity Street,

Please forgive the method of message. I am a writer before I am a caller, and when one desires to make a prepared statement or a formal explanation, this is a better method, in my eyes.

I wish to apologize to you, Ms. Street, though I am not sure I should say that or Mrs. Lyman, as I do not know you as well as others would. But I must apologize for what has erupted from a simple verbal mistake. For there were rumblings in the universe of SCW, specifically within Twitter. I do not know them too well, as I am not someone that delights in those kind of activities. If I write, I rather not be limited by space and "slang". I rather speak my mind fully in a way that is completely understandable.

However, our mutual friend, Dawn Lohan, approached me and made it clear that something was done and said that upset you. Specifically, the words of "The War Zone" as performed by an associate of mine, Gavin Scythe. If I am correct, Dawn was referring to Gavin's line about "One less Street to worry about". Unfortunately, hearing Kennedy's latest promo before her acts on Breakdown, it is clear that both her and yourself has taken it as a personal attack. That somehow, I desire to cleanse SCW of all the Street family members.

Nothing could be further from the truth, Ms. Street. First of all, how could I, a simple rookie, remove a family? There is you, there's Mikaela, I believe, there's Regan, there's Kennedy and the forces know who else. Removing such a family would be foolish and a waste of time for anyone. Besides, they all have the right to be here as I do.

I must apologize for Gavin. You see, he is protective of me to a point where he can become a bit obsessive. I have consistently told him that I am not interested in him or that kind of protection, however, he chooses to speak his mind and the damages that can be done with myself. Perhaps it was his way of getting me noticed more. I am aware that you, yourself, were not a believer of me when Dawn chose me for her tag-partner. And, if we must speak frankly, those associated with your name are not the most "friendly" people within SCW. After all, we have seen Kennedy's latest actions, and we have seen how far Reagan will go to acquire her desires. These are not terrible things all the time, but you can imagine that an on-looker would perceive someone like Regan and Kennedy as "not the nicest" of people?

He made a mistake from good intentions. Have you not ever done that, Trinity? In your years of experience, did you ever say anything that was taken the wrong way? To the people? To a wrestler? To Mr. Lyman? Even if you did not mean it that way?

I have spoken to Gavin and he is aware of where he stands in this endeavour, in this federation. He is a voice that speaks of his own opinions but he does always speak well on my behalf. He admits to his overzealous-nature to help me acquire success. I was scared then, Ms. Street. I saw my one chance to solidify my career against Kennedy and Janeeri and I was scared of failing. For if I did, there was no possible way I could continue within Supreme Championship Wrestling. Gavin took it, then, upon himself to make others fear me. I cannot say if it worked and I cannot say if it was wise, but he made a mistake and he has been dealt with.

I apologize if you felt disrespect to your family name. I understand how important family names are. I continuously fight for mine every single show, "The Other Frost" because I came in later.

But I will make something clear right now, Ms. Street. Though I do not desire to "eliminate" your family or "drive them out of SCW", do not believe for a single moment that you are controlling Dawn or me. I have not written to you out of fear or "desire to placate you". Rather, I have written you because it is important to Dawn. Dawn does not wish to upset you. You, for reasons I have yet to know, are important to her and I respect those wishes. I have no desire to jeopardize the relationships that are important to her over miscommunication. That is not what she needs, especially right now.

What she needs now is support. From those she trusts and cares for. You saw what happened on Breakdown. We both tried to help her but Kennedy did exactly what she needed to to win. She brought in someone that meant so much to Dawn just to throw her off and it worked. That's how I've seen the Streets work, Trinity. That's what I've seen in many of the women in Supreme Championship Wrestling. Underhanded tactics, twisting people's lives, all for the sake of a victory.

That's not what I represent and not what I believe Dawn represents. She is a good person and a kind-hearted woman. Any tag-wrestler would be lucky to have her. What she and I have, what we continue to experience within that ring, is very special. Something no-one believed in yet they do now, as Dawn and I are the World Tag-Team Champions. Dawn gave me this chance and we made the most of it. Now, I have the chance to improve my conditions here in SCW. I can ask for better contract payments. I can pay for more things for my baby, Elsianna, my little snowflake. I have a better life that will soon begin because of Dawn. Not you, Trinity. Dawn Lohan chose me when no one else would give me a single thought. She believed in me.

In short, Trinity Street: I owe everything I have in SCW and outwards to Dawn Lohan.

So my apology to you, to clear the air, is because of her desire for you to remain on her side. To remain her friend. I do not know you that well and, quite frankly, I do not entirely trust you. I've seen Dawn's good friends turn on her again and again, so I am not convinced of you, whether you like those words or not. Make no mistake, I am not interested in ruining a friendship that you and Dawn have. That is not my place. But I will protect Dawn with all that I can and have. For all she has given me, I will endeavor to give back. I have silenced "The Warlord" for the time being and ensured he understands where we all stand. I have apologized to you and made things clear where I stand. I will say nothing ill to you or of you beyond my own opinion and I will trust that Dawn trusts you. But if you hurt her- no, I am not talking about the tag-team titles- if you cost us those then that is the way the world works. It's called irony or tragedy or comedy or many other forms of story-telling. I will not be upset with you over mistakes, like you have been with me.

But if you hurt Dawn, Trinity, then I promise that I will make good on Gavin's "mistake" at least where you are concerned. I do not care if you have five, ten or twenty years of experience, I will not allow you to hurt Dawn like Ivy Knight has done to her. Dawn and I are the tag-team champions and more than that, she and I are kindred spirits. So I apologize to you, Ms. Street, but I also warn you. If you decide to make good on your threats on Twitter, then do so. Show me a thing or two if you must, but end it at that. Make this into a personal war between you and I, demanding Dawn "control me", and you will see my apologies and respect disappear like the snow in spring-time. Attempt to control either of us, or drive a wedge between us, Trinity, and that is when you'll see me making the threats to you.

Because if I have to choose between Dawn and your "Street legacy", I will choose Dawn. Every single time. Don't make me make that choice, Ms. Street. For the sake of Dawn, don't make me make that choice.

Sincerely yours,
Selena Frost

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[align=center]A Winter's Tale[/align]


NEW WORLD TAG-TEAM CHAMPIONS! That's what was being said on every youtube video, blog, and review. What was more shocking to the masses of believers was that it was done cleanly. No tricks were needed and no tactics were employed! It's like that movie! You know, the one where the team that has the least likely chance to win shocks the world and wins the big fight? You know, Avatar? Same thing here!

Well, one can't help being a little excited over the success. Not only was there true retribution for Dawn Lohan, but Selena Frost, in about eighty days of being an official SCW superstar, captures world championship gold! Eighty days! You can go around the world in eighty days, or so I've read. You can hold a title a good length of time. In fact, in less time than an average title reign, Selena acquired her first one. Sorry, but that speaks volumes.

You would think this would be a time for healing as well. That, with the truth finally revealed about who was the "better tag-wrestler" between Dawn Lohan and Kennedy Street, that everyone, especially our heroine, Selena Frost, could relax and move on. And why not? With a proper title-defense with Liberation in the time to come, it was a future filled with wrestling and not drama.

Sadly, that is not the case, as the Snow Queen finds herself still embroiled in a war that she never wanted to join. For, in defeat, Kennedy has struck out, enlisting the aid of Dawn's trainer, Ivy Knight. The result has had negative effects on Dawn, which does not bode well for Selena.



Chapter 15: Poisoning Ivy


Her own reflection stared back at her, causing Selena to blink for a moment. Was that her? Her hair was all out of place. Her skin was actually a shade redder, though not by much. It would sting a bit in a matter of time, but that wasn't going to cause much problems, provided she didn't let it get worse. The sunscreen had not worked as well as she had hoped, which didn't surprise her altogether.

Selena hated the heat and sun. Not in a bizzare kind of way, but just the effect it had on her. Heat made her feel tired and the sun made her groggy, not to mention she burned easily. It came from her skin, which was often concealed with layers of warm clothes in Nome, Alaska. Many of the people in her town at fair skin, but hers was fair with the addition of her white-hair, which hadn't helped her social standings.

"Well those are behind us now." Selena thought to herself, casting her eyes to the side to see the twin title belts lying nearby. They had just been dropped there. Accessories to what they truly represented. Which is what bothered Selena more. What were her and Dawn exactly? She refused to believe herself to be what Dawn was, yet there was no longer denying the almost animal attraction the newly red-heated beauty stirred within Selena. All she had to do was say something or look at Selena and Frost would instantly be taken back to their previous encounters. Nor was there any denying that Selena privately enjoyed, no, was utterly enthralled by the way Dawn made her body feel. Comforted, safe, hurt, confused, it was a cacophony of emotions that Selena, hating to admit it, never wanted to end whenever it hit. Even now, she felt the stirrings of need at the mere thought. But Dawn was not here and Selena knew Dawn would not be interested in another "moment" of theirs.

In fact, the newly crowned "tag-champions" had not said much of words or anything to one another since Breakdown. They had returned to Dawn's home in Malibu, Selena coming out only if it was cloudy or night time, or with enough sun-screen on to soak every cell on her skin. A burnt tag-partner was useless to Dawn and she refused to deal with sunburn while this was happening. Since their arrival in California, Dawn had often taken to walks, Selena, at times accompanying her, though nothing was said.

Not for lack of desire on her part, Selena knew. She desired to speak to Dawn. In fact, the silence was driving her crazy, which shocked her. She was often alone, speaking only to Adrian and little Anna. But by herself, she spoke very little. She was use to the silence as she was use to the cold. It was comforting at times and had been one of her dearest companions.

But now, she hated it. She longed for Dawn to confide her. Good or bad. Did Dawn blame her for losing to Kennedy Street? It made sense, Selena surmised. It had been Selena sliding the belt into the ring that had led to distractions and other issues. But what was so wrong about using a belt? Yes, Dawn might have gotten disqualified but there were three or four people getting involved in favor of Kennedy. You don't fight a pack of wolves! You distract them and get out of there. Yes, she was against running from fights if she could help it, but if the match had been over, she could have thrown herself in earlier and stopped it all from spiraling out of control, which it had.

Quietly, the new champion ran her fingers along her hair, straightening it out as best as she could, the light-blue of her gown glowing under the sunlight that streaked through between the curtains. Subconsciously, Selena shuffled a little away from the bright light, her eyes stinging if she looked at it took long. Another thing about Nome, Alaska. You wear sun goggles constantly if you lived near snow all the time. The task of straightening her hair done, she was quick to tie it together into her braid, her mind focusing once more on the situation at end.

Dawn was on one of her walks and if she would talk, Selena would listen. For the umpteenth time, Frost was hopeful that Dawn would talk this time. They needed to not be mad at eachother, even if it was Selena who cost Dawn the match (if Dawn believed that).

And Selena had been patient, giving Dawn her space. Hell, the only reason she hadn't gone straight home was because Dawn had requested otherwise following the Breakdown match. Nome, here, it didn't matter. Selena was not fond of either place. The only reason this place was better was because Dawn was here. Tying the braid up properly, she gave it a good tug before freeing some of her bangs. She could not understand Dawn's fascination with Ivy, and yet, she understood the circumstances. The betrayal aspect. It reminded her of many people, the most recent of which was her mother, Anya DeCarlo. She had tried to contact Selena in the last few days, wishing her "congratulation" and "checking to make sure she was taking her medication". Medication Selena kept buying, taking to her residence and dumping it down the drain. Let her mother think she was taking the medicine. It kept Anya away from Selena, and that was all that mattered.

But despite the satisfaction in that, the young Frost could not figure out where to go with Dawn. Her mother was simple. Misdirection. With Dawn, it was another matter entirely. Selena could not simply pass this off and leave it to vague assumptions. Dawn was hurt. She had lost not only a match to Kennedy but another friend in this Ivy person. Selena had seen her on Breakdown. She was pretty, Selena supposed, but she didn't do anything for her. Seeing her smile and mocking Dawn, in fact, proved the opposite and whatever Dawn had said Ivy was or had been to Dawn, Selena couldn't see it. All she was was a back-stabbing worm of a person that seemed to be no different than Kennedy Street.

Kennedy: The woman that Selena was finding it harder and harder not to hate. She didn't like to use that word as often those she "hated" would find a way to be the ones she would need "help from". She hated her mother and the events of her match with Matt Auclair had proven that theory, as well as her issues with Gavin Scythe proving it as well, as he now stood as the mouthy, albeit effective, "Warlord" of her promo material. It was benefitting. One, she would have someone that knew how to talk and intimidate and two, she could spend more time with Dawn and Elsianna. Still, her apology to Trinity Street had been one of the "downsides" of such a plan, another being her having to put Gavin in his place from time to time.

Now that had been interesting: Gavin, for the most part, had no idea of her involvement with Dawn. He joked about it and laughed a bit, but he really had no idea Selena had been sleeping with Dawn for weeks now. Yes, Selena could refer to it as that. She, in every sense of the term, often found herself sleeping with Dawn, waking up in some comfortable position. Neither her or Dawn dissected it or tried to understand it. It just kept happening and neither complained. "Why bother?" Selena thought. Not like a name would or label would change it. Still, she refused to say she was what Dawn was. Even if she was finding it harder and harder to believe that each and every time.

Make no mistake, Selena saw no future for her with someone like Dawn. Someone as damaged as Selena was. Sooner or later, it would end, as all good things did, and she would be back on track with her life, whatever it was. Dawn would surely find someone better suited for her first, actually, and then that would be it. She's ask Selena to move on and they'd go back to being tag-partners as long as they felt was good and that would be it. Leaving on good terms and as friends. That was alright, wasn't it?

Hearing a sound, Selena pushed herself up, her feet shuffling against the carpet floor and out onto the balcony over looking the beach. She saw Dawn there, recognizing her new red-hair immediately. She was sitting low upon the share, the waves rushing up to push her and surround her, never passing her chest or the tops of her knees as they receded. Dawn's clothes were soaked and had it not been for the bright sun and heat, Selena would have been yelling at her to get inside to prevent her from catching her death of cold or something to that effect. Dawn, however, seemed uneffected, staring off into the horizon as if the skies held all the answers.

It was here that Selena felt the most pity for her. Another friend turns, it was a wonder Dawn had any faith left. Even if Selena found a way to beat her next opponent at Breakdown, it would not relieve Dawn of the pain she was going through. And for that, Frost understood. For it was not just "being betrayed by a friend", but ultimately, there was a real chance Dawn would have to fight that friend in Yvonne Knight. Kennedy Street had been easy, pleasurable in fact, for Dawn, Selena could tell. Dawn had been humiliated and hurt by Kennedy far worse and for longer periods of time. By the time the fight happened, Dawn had been done grieving and asking why and instead had sought to stop it all and solve the problems.

This wound was fresh, and Selena had to give Kennedy credit. She had known exactly how to strike and when to to do the most damage to Dawn. Dawn would not want to fight Ivy right away. Especially after Dawn had told Selena of her and Ivy's tearful departure. In fact, watching Dawn along the shore, Selena was not entirely confident she would even be able to tell Dawn about her match with Gable Winchester.

True, there was no care for him that Dawn would have, but the man was friends with Ryan Watson and mentioning Gable, thus, would have a bad effect on Dawn. Taking a deep breath, Selena exhaled it loudly within the room. She was damned no matter what she did, a classic catch-22. If she didn't tell, Dawn would think Selena thought Dawn was fragile. "Like Kennedy" Dawn had said weeks ago. But if she did tell Dawn, then all Dawn would do is mindlessly seek answers and get herself hurt and/or upset. Either way, Dawn was still seen as the victim and underdog when all Selena wanted the two of them to do was enjoy wrestling and enjoy eachother. Why was that so hard?

She was supposed to just be facing Gable Winchester, concentrating on a former United States, Tag-Team, and Trios Tournament winner. That was it! Another opportunity to show how prepared she was to defend not only her title but be considered for other opportunities. Her and Dawn's tag-title match had been one of the last on the pay-per-view card, making it one of the big event matches, not just the filler matches she had endured with others like El Vengador. Dawn's match at Breakdown had taken the main-event, even surpassing the first Breakdown of the new world champion, Shaun Cruze. That was something too. Granted, her match with Gable Winchester would probably not be as big as that, but at least it was something more to add to her resume. A big name like that. Why not?

That was what she was focusing, but instead, all she could think about is Gable running to Ryan Watson, telling him who he had for an opponent, Ryan running to Kennedy and Kennedy planning accordingly. Was Kennedy desperate and pathetic enough to be so petty as to attack Selena just to get to Dawn Lohan? Selena had no doubt in her mind. Of course Kennedy was. To get to Dawn, Kennedy had brought in an old friend to backstab Dawn. Selena was a far easier thing to imagine.

So, to Frost, she was going to have to fight Gable Winchester, while watching for any sign of Kennedy, Ryan, BBU, Carlos, and the powers that be knew who else! It was infuriating. The last time she had fought a man by herself, with no help, she had received a concussion. There was no way she could ask Dawn for help and she knew Trinity would do little to nothing after her letters and opinions of the Streets in general. She was alone.

For the sake of Dawn, she would have to be alone fighting Gable Winchester and who knows who else.

Taking one last look at Dawn sitting with the waves, Selena turned back into the room, returning to the mirror to finish preparing for her new choice.

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[align=center]The Royal Letter[/align]

To Kennedy Street,

How delightful that you would pull something like this. You, who spoke of being a "one woman mafia", resorting to other people to get what your victory. Too bad all you got was a win. Nothing else was proven and that's really what you want, isn't it? To prove that you're "better" than Dawn? That you're the star and she isn't?

Well, in your mind, she may not be the star, but you know what she is and you're not?

A champion. I suppose that's something you and your lover, Ryan Watson, have in common. You both failed at becoming champions at Retributions. I suppose like how Dawn and I gravitate to one another, you and he are joined by your common trait of being titleless. That's rather fitting, I think. Like the little insects that gather in swarms, you gathered your little entourage to have better luck at ruining Dawn's life.

Tell me, Kennedy, when will enough be enough? When you get the tag-titles again? Will that allow you to take the hint? When you've actually won a singles title? Will that allow you to move on?

Because, I cannot really comprehend it at this point. You lost. You chose a partner that did her best and yet you failed. Move on! That's what you do in life. If you fall down, you get back up and you move on. You failed, Kennedy. While Dawn and I were training and defeating the Watsons, you were making Disney references, you "oh-so-clever" girl. While Dawn and I were discussing strategies, you were making fun of your own partner's upbringing and religion. While she and I were wrestling, you were crying on the lap of Jonathan Knots.

I would think that this whole experience would have taught you a little humility and a better understanding of what it really takes to succeed in this business. Little fact here: It's not prancing around in front of a camera, making the worst jokes imaginable. It's studying and training and working hard. But again, you've "done it all" by yourself. Well, I may have believed that, Kennedy, if I hadn't seen with my own two eyes how you "do it yourself".

You "could have" run in and broke that pin attempt at Retribution, or even kept fighting. Instead, you run to Jonathan Knots and had your "son" fan you.
You "could have" fought Dawn on fair ground rather than bring her former trainer in to throw her off, but instead your "big surprise" was throwing off Dawn from her match just so you could have a chance.

You "could have" done so much more but you didn't. That's why I don't believe a single word out of your mouth, because your great "accomplishments" are nothing more than embellished half-truths that you have fully embraced. And I have that nice little video of you crying on Jonathan Knots, begging him to "hold you" and tell you it was all going to be alright. And, like you did, I can pause it and rewind it as often as I like.

There's nothing really satisfying to Dawn than seeing that video of you crying over and over again.

Because I didn't come into this battle to make it personal. I saw it as one person looking for redemption, another looking to dominate, and two queens looking to make good use of this opportunity. That's what it was to me: opportunity and helping out a friend. That's how it should have ended.

But you made it personal. You had to make it personal, didn't you?! DIDN'T YOU?!

Instead of admitting that you were wrong about Dawn and acknowledging her accomplishments and contributions to the tag-team division, the Cashmere Mafia, and SCW as a whole, you decided to hurt her again. Why? Because she beat you? Because she proved that she is a good tag-partner and a good person?

Or are you just trying to replace her now? Is that it, Kennedy? If I am the Snow Queen and Dawn is the Lady of Fire, could it be that you are the Girl of Jealousy?

Would that be the reason you dyed your hair blonde? Because Dawn's hair was blonde until recently? Because, deep down, you want to be her? Deep down, you know that only a few people "love Keenie" yet the SCW seem to love Selena Frost and Dawn Lohan. That we have believers and you have who?

Shaun Cruze? The Watsons? Alex Young, perhaps? The most verbal on Twitter is all you have, yet where we they when you were losing? Where were they when you were singing praises? Silently shouting "YEAH!" on their accounts. I'm afraid that does not do much with thousands and thousands of believers singing the names of their world tag-team champions.

It's pathetic, Kennedy, that you think you could win over a few more people to join "everyone" in loving you by trying to look like Dawn Lohan. Pathetic because you will never be Dawn Lohan. Not in a million years. You will never have her heart and her determination. You will never have her spirit and you will never have her talent. All you have is numbers and an inner-circle that knows how to manipulate, but lookat at it has gotten you, Kennedy. Cheap wins and no title.

In other words, just cheap wins. So, nothing. "Star of Tommorrow"? Well, tomorrow hasn't come yet, and it looks like the tag division is ready to pass you by. So what will tomorrow bring, Kennedy? The "Dawn copycat" trying to win another title before bursting into tears at failing again?

To be honest, I do not care. Not about SCW's awards or your perceptions of Dawn and I. But I'm warning you. You crossed a line last Breakdown. By the time I arrive in Toronto, you better be back on the side you passed. Because if you continue to make this personal between you, Dawn and I, then rest assured that Dawn won't be the only person after your overly-tanned hide. I will be ready to remind you why you're a true believer, Kennedy.

Don't believe me? Then I suggest you watch what I do to Gable Winchester, whom I believe is a friend of yours and Ryan's, isn't he? Watch what happens when you make things personal with me, Kennedy, and then ask yourself if you're ready to actually see this through-

No, better yet, come down to the ring and, for once, don't run away behind your numbers. Look me in the eyes and tell me you're not through with Dawn Lohan and I. Because at this point, I'm just about done with being professional to you. You want to play your Disney movies and make your little "snow" jokes at me, go right ahead. I think we know just how "good" you are as a wrestler to rely on such immature antics. But push me just a little farther, Kennedy, and we'll see just how long it takes for you to turn tail and run again.

Because, at this point, that's really all you seem to be good: Running your mouth and running away. You'll see that when I wrestle, I prefer to win. Just ask Gable Winchester when I'm done with him. Till then:

Kindest regards,
The Snow Queen
World Tag-Team Champion


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Chapter 16: The hardest thing



Selena said nothing as she opened her eyes, her hand flying out to stop her cellphone before it went off. She often woke up moments before her alarm was supposed to go off. The bright light of the electronic device stung her eyes, forcing her to squint for a moment till they adjusted. The rest of the room was in a quiet semi-dark, the sun's arrival imminent. The time on the phone read 4:55 am. She was often awake at this time back in Nome, but she was not in Nome. Rather, she was still in Malibu. Still with Dawn. Still quiet.

They had said nothing that night. Nothing to each other beyond a nod or an "excuse me" when walking past. In that time, Selena had drawn two conclusions.

One: Dawn Lohan was not fully hating Selena.
Two: Selena had to get out of there.

The latter conclusion was the strongest, mixed with a compulsion and impulse that left Selena reeling when it first had arrived. She was suffocating here. Drowning in the heat and sun but also, more than that, in the helplessness. Whatever it was that Dawn was fighting, Selena couldn't see it or fight or do anything.

Maybe, she thought, maybe Trinity was needed in this case. The idea stung her more than she was willing to admit. Deep down, Selena could quietly admit to herself that she did not fully trust Trinity, or even like her. The woman carried herself with pride, which wasn't a bad thing, but her loyalty was not something that Selena could count on. Trinity had merely been screaming her head off at Kennedy and Ivy last Breakdown. Selena had readily attacked. What if they needed Trinity to step up and help them against Ivy, Ryan or even Kennedy? Would she do it? Selena couldn't be sure and it stung that Dawn might need someone like that more than her.

But what did it matter? She's just your tag partner! She reminded herself, but the lie died seconds after it was thought. Dawn was her tag-partner, that was true but their intimacy went beyond that. It wasn't love, that would be stupid and idiotic. Selena's heart belonged to only two people. Adrian and Elsianna. But still, Dawn was...well, special to Selena in her own right.

Quietly, the young Frost pushed herself off the couch, remembering her decision to sleep there and leave Dawn to her own thoughts. Dawn had raised no complaint or objection, which explained the ache in Selena's neck, forcing her to stretch quietly before setting out. Fortunately, she had not gathered much, her needs being a few clothes and accessories. Quietly, she ensured that she had her gold-nugget necklace on before tying her hair back quickly into a ponytail. Her cell-phone already on, it quickly found the wireless network Dawn used and pulled up the location of their next show. Toronto, Canada. Quickly scanning back, Selena spied that it was going through cold and warm days, leaning more towards the cold aspect. There were even reports of some snow storms coming. It sounded beautiful to Selena.

Yet, she did not move. She did not take a step. She was ninety-percent driven to leave, but that remaining ten told her to stay. For what? To just go through the days in silence? To not talk about what was bothering Dawn and herself? To do nothing? What if Gable was studying her right now? Now that she was a champion, she had some credibility. Wouldn't Gable desire to beat a champion and thus push further ahead? Yes, she was a rookie, but the title made the most sense in being the target.

And of course there was Gable's friends, the Watsons and, by association, Kennedy. If Selena stayed there moping around and being silent, then what good was she? What good would she do when Kennedy rolled in with "another plan". It was a double-edged sword. Selena did not have relations or people that Kennedy could exploit. Compared to Dawn's connections, Selena was an anomaly. Kennedy knew many things about Dawn, but nothing about Selena. There was no mental wargame the former tag-champion could employ, Frost concluded.

However, that meant that her plan would rely on physical action. Humiliation. Selena had seen such antics, had even been warned by Dawn and other people. The Streets were notorious for such pranks and tricks, Regan Street being a prime example. When Selena had been in the Trios Tournament, she had studied many of the possible opponents she would face. She had seen Rachel Foxx and Regan Street working together in something called "Foxx Global" and fighting for the Women's Title with another contender or two. However, what bothered Selena was that, during that time, even Trinity had played a part, attacked a champion, drugging her and dying her hair.

Trinity could be vicious, as could Regan, and definitely as could Kennedy.

What would they plan for Selena to humiliate her for the sake of hurting Dawn?

In truth, it scared her far more than the idea of fighting a larger, stronger opponent in Gable Winchester. How had this family been allowed to continue on within SCW for as long as they had? Rachel Frost had been suspended, which Selena was quietly grateful for. It lessened the idea of her being "the Other Frost" for awhile. She could push herself to be known as a Frost in her own right. Yet nothing had occurred for what the Streets were doing or had done. Well, that wasn't entirely true. For what it was worth, the Streets were no closer to acquiring the World title and the Women's title was beyond them for the time being. The tag titles were safe for now and she did not truly believe that Jake Starr was going to allow any associate of the Streets to knock him off the ladder.

Still, despite her best efforts, the Snow Queen could not shake the feeling that she was walking into a trap. That something was being planned that she had no earthly idea of. One thing was certain, however, she wasn't going to figure it out here with "The silent treatment".

Her resolve fortified, she was quick to dress, grab her clothes, stuff them into her suitcase and push the suitcase out of the house and into her car. Returning only once for her baby and the red crib in the freezer, Selena stopped for a moment.

It felt wrong. Leaving like this. Not leaving in general, but leaving this way. Quietly, without a reason way. Yes, it was what Dawn deserved but this wasn't about bitterness and jealousy. Taking a deep breath, Selena pulled herself out of the car, entering the house again quietly and sitting herself down near the kitchen table, after grabbing a pencil and pen. She scribbled her message as quickly as she could before checking it over. She crossed out her finishing line and changed it, but that was all that was needed. The note finished, and her emotions placed into the note, she brought her hand up to dry her tears, her mind clearer and more focused, if only slightly. Quietly tip-toeing into Dawn's room, Selena placed the letter on the nightstand, stopping only for a moment to see the peaceful expression of her...yes...her Dawn. In that moment, all Selena wanted was to keep that expression of peace and calm on Dawn's face.

But life was not going to let that happen any time soon. Tucking a strand of red hair behind Dawn's ear, Selena leaned in to place the gentlest of kisses upon Dawn's temple before gliding out of the room silently. Outside once more, she quickly entered and started her car, hoping the ignition did not wake Dawn. She was down the road minutes later, the sound of the car the only thing she heard.

All she could do was remain silent.


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[align=center]The Royal Letter[/align]

My dearest Dawn,

I don't know what I've done and I'm not sure if this will hurt you. That was never my intention. I know I failed. I know I should have done more for you when you faced Kennedy. I blame myself for that. I knew all the facts and saw all the signs. She had her henchmen, her adopted son and her boyfriend Ryan. I should have asked Gavin to make an appearance. He's not a wrestler but he fights, trust me. It would have at least been something.

I wish I could have spared you what happened on Breakdown. You kept talking to me about Ivy Knight and how important she was to you and how you desired to say goodbye. In all my nightmares, Dawn, I did not imagine it would come to this: seeing her supporting that...that thing that once called you "friend". Believe me, I wanted nothing more than to claw her eyes out for choosing to betray you as she did.

I know these words aren't enough, but know that I do blame myself. I gave you the tag-title to use. I know it was wrong and I shouldn't have, but please understand how scared I was. I only care for the tag titles because:

1) I can use them to have more say in my contract renewal, which, thanks to that, has been successful.

2) Because I hold them with you.

I would throw mine in a dumpster if it helped you. It's just pieces of fake-gold metal and leather. It doesn't take away what we did and what we represent. We do that ourselves. And seeing you on Breakdown, outnumbered and-

Broken. That's what I saw, Dawn. I'm sorry, sweetie, but I saw you break right in front of me before the match ever began. I hadn't been that scared for someone since...

Well, you know when I last felt that scared. All I wanted was to help you survive and come out of this trap in one piece. We were not ready for this Breakdown match. It's my fault. While we were celebrating in Malibu...together... Kennedy was orchestrating a trap. Why else would she need Ivy if she was so certain she could beat you? You proved that you were better than her at Retribution and instead of ensuring that, I distracted you. Just like I did at Breakdown.

I know Trinity does not trust me and I can barely trust her. I know Breakdown did nothing but worsen her doubts for me as throwing you a title is considered underhanded and wrong. I know that now. Please understand that I just wanted to protect you. To get you out of that ring so we could recover from this trap. I failed you on Breakdown and I am truly sorry for that.

It's really the one thing that I have going for me now, Dawn. I stayed away from people, certain that eventually every one of them would let me down or sell me out. You know about the few I did trust and how they turned out.

I wish that it could be just us, Dawn. You and me and that's it. No one would betray us because we would trust no one completely. No one would use us because we would not allow them to blind us. I know, it's not what you need right now and I'm not asking you to do that, but I cannot help but remember the moments before your match. That high-pitched laugh Kennedy made at you. Just because you beat her fair and square.

I cannot forgive people like you can, Dawn. I don't want to forgive Kennedy or even Ivy of this. All I want to do now is just deal with Gable Winchester as fast as I can and then deal with Kennedy and Ivy, even if I have to tear through Ryan Watson for a second time to do it. They do not deserve to have any air time and every word I hear from them is a mockery to not only tag-team wrestling, but the idea of relationships in general. Every time I hear her talking in third person- "Keenie this" and "Keenie that", I want to just scream, because all I see is what she's doing to you.

And I can't do anything about it.

We beat her, yet she won't stop. We took her championship and yet she orchestrated all of this. What more can we do, Dawn? I want you to be free of her and, now, of Ivy. But I don't know how I can do that for you. Please, tell me who I have to defeat, who do I have to turn into a believer, to make that happen. Because they won't leave us be till something happens. What that is, I do not know, but it's poisoning you. It's breaking you down before me and I don't want to see that happen to you.

I've gone to Toronto for the next Breakdown, Dawn. You'll find me at the Royal York hotel, staying in room 7 on the fourth floor. Please, think over what I've said. We need to move on past all this, for your sake and my own. I-

The "I" and another word is heavily scribbled out.

I miss you already.

Love,
Selena
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[I run a hand through my dreadlocks as I stare at the camcorder in front of me. I had done a pretty good job thus far in building the framework for making amends but as far as the fans were concerned… I hadn’t really apologised directly and before I got down to the business of talking about my next match on Breakdown following my team’s victory at Retribution… I needed to address that very thing and hope that they would understand where I was coming from and forgive everything that I had done, no matter how long it took for that to happen. I nod to Jack who gives me the thumbs up and then I take a deep breath… Now where to begin…?]

Folks… I’ve spent a lot of time trying to build bridges with the people in SCW… I have thrown my friendship with two of my closest friends under the bus in pursuit of my goal. A lot of people thought I had some plan up my sleeve when I initially saved Jake Starr from a real beat down all those weeks ago, and it only got more difficult for me after that point with everyone questioning each and every motive I had for being the person I should never have stopped being in the first place.

[I smirk]

…But I get that, I do… Really, if the roles were reversed and I had to get to grips with someone who had been a complete asshole to pretty much everyone on the planet; I would have been sceptical too… I would have done the exact same thing as you all have been doing too… And waited for me to slip up, to show my true colours and revert back to my ‘original’ self as it were… But there has to be a line drawn under this… To stop all the doubt… The scepticism… And the disbelief in my motives where you are all concerned…

[Rubbing my chin, I decide to just bite the bullet and hope that the people are truly as intelligent as I know they could be when making up their own minds]

You all need to pay close attention to this and make your own minds up… Because I need to move forward from this, knowing that I have the full support of the people that I let down the most in my career… I’m standing before you a humble man, and doing something that seems to be quite the trend lately with my old friends from the Next Level already stating their own cases… I want to ask you… No… I need to ask you all for something…

[I briefly look to Jack who makes a whirling gesture with his hand, encouraging me to go on.]

I need to ask you all for… One… More… Shot…

One more shot at righting all the wrongs in the company that not just I have perpetrated… But that are being perpetrated week in and week out by people like the Watson’s… People that believe they can do anything they want and not face the consequences of their actions just because it’s cool to be rebellious… I’ve been there, so I do know how good it feels in the short term… But long term?

[I leave my question hanging in the air for a few moments before continuing]

I am asking you all for one more shot at being the Man… Of Win…

[Smirking slightly at my play on the expression, I rub my chin]

… That you all not only need at the moment… But deserve!

Retribution was just that for me… I stood alongside a legend in this business… Donovan Kayl, and a woman I would never have dreamt in a million years I would have been able to coexist with, in Katie Steward… And showed The Falconry and my buddy Thomas Watson that you can have all the attitude in the world… Make bold statements and even hold shiny titles… But none of that makes up for sheer hard work… determination… and the drive to succeed… That match wasn’t enough on its own to show I am ready for your forgiveness… And to be quite honest, I really don’t care how long it takes, how many bumps, bruises and beat-downs I have to take along the way… I WILL make it up to you all!

[It felt good to get all of that off my chest, and left me with a clear head to concentrate on my next match finally]

…And so my path to absolution continues on this coming Breakdown with my match against a woman that seems to have all the tongues wagging… Albeit not necessarily for the right reasons in some of the cases… Selena Frost, there are no doubts in my mind that you have truly flown under the radar as far as your abilities and drive to make waves in the company are concerned… In fact, you made my night when you teamed with Dawn officially for the first time and beat the Watson’s in the middle of that ring… And you built on that momentum at the Pay Per View when you finally helped put this whole thing with the tag titles to bed… And if it’s any consolation, I’m glad that the belts will now be given the attention they rightly deserve without conflict between the actual partners… But this match isn’t going to be involving those belts of course… This is about me proving to the world I’m a guy that can go the distance with my promises; win, draw or lose.

[Victories of course were important to me, but I have finally realised that if I give it my best… It doesn’t matter if I fall short in a fair match]

I would be considered hypocritical if I once again brought a topic to the forefront that has been buzzing around social media as well as the locker rooms themselves… The matter of you intending to use the tag strap during the epic showcase you four put on at the Pay Per View… As I have taken more than my fair share of shortcuts… But I will say this… Gaining a victory through such methods against me won’t help your cause…

Neither will counting your chickens before they have hatched sweetheart… Telling Kennedy to watch what you do to me on Breakdown as if there will be anything to see? In spite of my praise for you… I don’t take too kindly to you insinuating I’m going to be a message for your little vendetta against a woman who probably doesn’t give a flip flop shit about you in the greater scheme of things… Because if you didn’t know…

NO ONE MAKES AN EXAMPLE OUT OF GABLE WINCHESTER!

But if writing your little letters or flapping your gums toward Ms Street is what you want to do instead of focusing on backing up what at the minute is idle chatter in reference to me… Then I have three words for you…

Go for it… Because I will be all too happy to bring you back down to earth with a bump… And I won’t even use any Disney jokes… No witty comments… Or cheap shots… Just using my own God given abilities…

You’re preparing for a sprint Selena… Good for you… But unfortunately, with you already trying to look past me… You’ve made this a marathon… Because I’m going to make you rue the day you didn’t give me your undivided attention… Because you now have mine… See you on Breakdown
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Dear Gable Winchester,

I've never once pretended that I was "above anyone" in terms of ability and never have I assumed to be "better than someone else". I may act in a better direction or I may disagree with a person's choices and motives, maybe even come to blows with such disagreements, such as those with Kennedy Street.

But at the end of the day, we are all human. We all make mistakes and we all say things that are erroneous. I imagine that my words to Kennedy Street, which clearly she has decided to display over SCW, have made a mistake or two in regards to you.

I believed you were still an associate of the Watsons and thus, Kennedy Street. I also believed that you would be looking to curry their favor in order to gain more momentum for yourself. You desire me to believe the opposite. That you have "reformed" in some way and changed your allegiances. That you want the people to be "on your side" again. That you desire to atone for past sins and make wrestling abotu wrestling again.

I'd like to believe that, Gable. I really do. I'd like to believe that you have the best interests of SCW at heart and I would like to believe that you are someone that desires to do good as opposed to personal gain at the cost of others.

But despite us wrestling in Canada, the world is not like Canada. I thought people would only be interested in wrestling and in improving talent. I thought it was a business like any other.

But then I see what it really is. A place where people can live out their warped fantasies without any consideration for whom they hurt. A place where Regan Street and David Helms can flaunt their relationship on twitter with a "stay tuned for another episode" on Breakdown. A place where someone like Rachel Frost can threaten to maim someone and get away with it. A place where vehicular manslaughter isn't a crime but a "special skill".

If you, Mr. Winchester, believe that any true-believer is going to readily accept you and believe you, then you're asking us to forget that the world we live in isn't filled with such things. That our champions are not a diversity of "the honest wrestler" and the one that manipulated their way to the top.

If all that was true, Mr. Gable, then yes, I could take you for your word and say "this man desires to start anew". But it isn't true. We do live in this world and we do have such people. What you are asking for, sir, is instant forgiveness. For people to move on and just welcome you back with open arms.

There is an old saying that goes "Once burned. Twice shy". It means that once someone is burned, they approach that which burned them with less fervour and more hesitation. That is the nature of people. Trust is not easily restored, no matter how hard you ask. That is one certainty that I know. You may be the more experienced and more accomplished superstar out of the two of us, but I know about trust and honesty.

But I do owe you an apology. I thought you were going to come at me in our match with Breakdown as another "lackey of Kennedy". If what you say is true, then you clearly are not. I am sorry for mistaking you of such forms, Mr. Winchester.

However, I cannot apologize for my decision to "prove my point". While I might not be fighting you now in malice or contempt, I still must fight you with all I have in order to prove a point to Kennedy and her new associate, Ivy Knight.

You see, Ivy was a good person once, too. Dawn would speak so highly about her, praising her up and down and three ways to Sunday. How she was a good and honest trainer. How she desired to change wrestling for the new generation.

And what happens? Ivy betrays Dawn at the very first opportunity. Just like that. No explanation, no hesitation, just deliberate mocking and abusing of someone that I care very much for.

So, yes, Mr. Gable, while I can apologize for one aspect, I will not apologize for another. I intend to show Kennedy and Ivy that there are consequences for their actions. That there are repercussions for their decisions. And one of those is that they will have to deal with me as well as Dawn and Trinity Street. I have a chance to, yes, use you to show that I am more than just an "under-the-radar" woman and a true threat to anyone who challenges Dawn and I and what we stand for. I want Kennedy to have to get off her twitter account, cancel her hair appointment, and, instead of throwing one-liner retorts at my work, actually make an attempt to be a wrestler.

Because, quite, frankly, Mr. Winchester, I am damn sick of it. I'm sick of all the manipulations and all the "backstage plans" and all the nonsense that comes with "dealing with people like Kennedy". I just desire to wrestle and leave the drama, but I can't because that's not how Kennedy Street can win a match. She has to win through distraction, manipulation and then embellishing every little fact so that "Everyone loves Keenie".

It's disgusting and it prevents me from doing what you desire to do. You desire to place me in a marathon of a run. To push me to the limit until there is nothing left in me to fight. In short, you desire to test me and how far I can go, except I cannot do that! I cannot fight you till I am unable to move. Because if I do that, then out will run the vultures to pick at me. Kennedy will come out with her associates and I will become the message instead of you. I will be used to hurt Dawn because I am too weakened to fight back.

I'll cost Dawn because Kennedy is a coward and because I tried to survive. I cannot do that, Mr. Gable. Not in this world. Because all it will take is one mistake or one bad fall and in they'll run, ready to attack.

No, Mr. Gable, I'm afraid the only way for me to survive Breakdown the way I need to, for the betterment of myself and Dawn, the tag-team champions, is for me to defeat you as quickly and efficiently as possible. To spare my energy until the inevitable sneak-attack.

Believe me, I understand the challenge in that. I have never gone for strong offensive. I've often relied on speed and patience to overcome my opponent. To change that into an aggressive attacker, especially against one that is stronger and bigger than I, it's almost foolish. But you must understand that I have no choice. If I can defeat you, Mr. Winchester, quickly and without incident, then I have a chance to stop it.

When I first won the titles, Dawn and I could not even stay in the ring. Unlike you when you first won these lovely twin-belts, Dawn and I could not stay in the ring and celebrate with the true-believers. Why? Because the second they were able to, the associates of Kennedy and Queen Janeeri rushed foward, some in the ring and others down the ramp. We had to leave of fear of being damaged beyond compare over a bitter pair of women who could not handle loss.

I must be that prepared again after our match, Mr. Gable. To get to my feet and prepare for a second fight.

Because if I am, perhaps I can twist it around and turn it into a victory for Dawn and I, a way to end this seemingly never-ending war. I have to have faith in that. I have to believe such an outcome is possible. Otherwise, how else can I blindly walk into this trap?

I pray for your redemption, Mr. Winchester, and that it will be a strong and encouraging road, but this is one little bump in said road that you must endure and move past. To me, I must overcome both you and this trap, proving to Kennedy, Ivy, even to Trinity and Dawn that I am here to stay and I am here to defend Dawn and myself and our tag-team championship. That Dawn Lohan is not alone in this war. That I am here to win the war.

So I am sorry for my mistake, Mr. Gable, and I am sorry that correcting my words changes nothing. You're still the message and you're still going to fight me.

My deepest apologies,
The Snow Queen


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Alone without her new tag-partner, Selena embraced the cold nature of Toronto full-heartedly, her routines changing only slightly to accomodate the climate changes. Days walking and nights thinking, though, it became clear that there remains much unsaid on Selena's part. They say that "absence makes the heart grow fonder". Despite her new location, that old phrase could prove to be true as Selena finds herself where she designated in her letter to Dawn. Room 7 of the Royal York.


Chapter 17: Better Unsaid


Selena pressed the pause button on the screen, stopping the youtube video from playing. She had watched the match twice over and knew how it ended. Gable Winchester pinning Mayhem to retain the United States title. Then there was his Retribution match, which she practically knew the order inside and out.

Using her other hand, she rubbed her hands tiredly, trying to get them to concentrate. "Speed and jumps, power moves on lighter opponents" she began for the umpteenth time but, once more as before, she could not finish her analysis outloud. She knew it already.

Speed and jumps, power moves on lighter opponents, consider head attacks to disorient and confuse. If he is dizzy then he will be more unable to move and relay on stationary tactics, making high-flying moves swifter and more efficient. It is about changing at the right time.

That was her strategy and had been the decided one for the last three hours. Gable had a fondness for power against lighter opponents and high-flying for larger ones, mixing the two together when appropriate. Therefore, Selena's strategy was simple. Force Gable into staying still on the mat, working her speed to counter his with head attacks, making him dizzy. With him grounded and too confused to safetly, fly, it made her maneuvers all the more possible, especially the grappling, like her "Frost's Bite".

Quick and efficient. That was what she wanted. So why, if she was so sure of herself, was she still watching these damn videos? To the point where she even knew the lyrics of Gable's theme song? She would probably be reciting it when it played, she had seen it so many times.

"Because you miss her."

Closing her eyes, Selena ignored the voice she recognized so well.

"Admit it. You miss her. That's why you're watching these things over and over again."
"You're imagining things, Adrian". she answered to the quiet room.
"Maybe, or maybe you're just too ashamed to admit it."
"There's no shame in missing her." she growled.
"Maybe not, but it is shameful to you to admit why you miss her."
"Stop it."
"There's nothing wrong with it. You're two people who are attracted to eachother."
"It's wrong."
"Why? Because you're both women? This isn't the dark ages, Selena."
"I'm not-"
"Not what?"
"Not that!"
"Not what? Gay?!"
"Yes! Alright?!" Her voice rose and for the briefest of moments, Frost was terrified people had heard her, though she quickly found herself not caring. "I'm not gay! I'm not! I'm not a lesbian! I'm not any of that!"
"Yet you sleep with a female."
"That doesn't make me-"
"And you enjoy it."
"That's just-"
"Multiple times."
"I enjoy-"
"Stop it, Selena, alright?!"

She could not seem him, hating when he did this, voicing his thoughts but not appearing. She hated that Elsianna was remaining silent as well in her mini-fridge. She would take her mommy's side, of course. She'd understand that sleeping with someone doesn't make you one thing or another-

"Stop, Selena." Adrian repeated.
"I didn't say anything."
"You were thinking it very loudly." the voice pressed. "There is nothing wrong with being in love-"
"I don't love her."
"Perhaps not now, but have you felt anything like this before?"
"Yes."
"When?"

Selena remained silent. She knew the answer, and the fact that they were coming to her so quickly and with little to no effort scared her. It meant there was truth to them.

"When I was with you. Our first time." she finally answered. They had stolen away to the cave, her and Adrian, both scared and both needing one another. Despite the cold, they were unaffected. Selena had never been as much in love with someone as she had been with Adrian that night. His voice, his eyes, the way her body fit perfectly with his. "I loved you then and I love you now." And there lied the truth. How could she love someone, anyone, when her heart still belonged to Adrian- to a ghost.

"Selena..." came the calm voice. "If you love this woman, it does not mean you love me any less."
"That's not how love works." Selena bit back. "You find one true love in your whole life and that's it."
"That's ridiculous."
"It's true! You want me to admit something but the truth is that I love you. Adrian Scythe. Whatever is there with Dawn, it's exciting and new and-" her voice trailed away, not saying what her mind spoke. Safe, warm, perfect in some bizzare and insane way. She felt tears pricking at her eyes as she forced them shut, ignoring the amber glow of the lights. Being with Dawn was wrong in every single kind of way as it defied everything her mother had taught her that she had come to believe as truth. It destroyed all perceptions of love that Selena had based in her "land of make-believe". It meant that someone could fall in love again and what was true-love if that was the case?

It was a lie!

"Maybe I wasn't your true love, Selena. Did you ever think of that?"
"No. You were!"
"Yet here we are."
"You...I..." she had no answer, only the growing need inside her. Not for Adrian to be before her so she could see him, but for the stupid little, whiny redhead that had been silent like an immature baby. She wanted that woman in her arms right now, making her forget what "rules" were and what "perceptions" were.

Gods, Selena thought, dropping down onto the sheets, holding herself tightly, her voice barely a whisper. "I...admit it."

There was no answer or voice. Only silence. Selena did not care.

"I'm...I'm in love with her." She felt the walls crashing down around her, the slander ringing in her ear. "Dike!", "Lezzi!", "Homo!", "What would your mother think?", "Two queens in the snow castle!". Every word that would be thrown at her once it was uncovered. She didn't care in that moment. She just wanted one person to care. "I'm gay." she whispered, more in self-understanding. She knew that it wasn't entirely accurate, as bi-sexual seemed to better fit her, but in that moment, she didn't care. She spoke out of how low she felt. Alone, broken and-

"Gay. Gay. Gay. Gay. Gay." she whispered in hatred, despising herself and desires to the point where she almost missed the knock on the door. However, the second louder knock forced her to her feet, rubbing her eyes and straightening her bagging sweater and jeans. She rather it not be an SCW talent agent, checking in to see if she made it to Toronto, but if that's who it was, so be it. Reaching the door, she pulled the handle open and nearly fell back as she saw the same red-hair standing before her.

Before she could utter a word, Dawn Lohan pushed past Selena, closing the door behind her and tossing her bag onto the floor before turning to look straight at Selena. Reaching into her leather jacket, Dawn pulled out a piece of paper, showing it to Selena with one hand. "Did you write this?" she asked, her eyes fixated on Selena.

"I don't know." Selena answered, her mind and body still in shock that Dawn was before her, confused between the need to yell at her and the need to embrace her.

Without a word, Dawn unfolded the piece of paper. "It's poisoning you. It's breaking you down before me and I don't want to see that happen to you." she recited, Selena recognizing the words she wrote no more than two days ago. Quietly, the Snow Queen nodded, lowering her head.

She did not see Dawn look around the room, as if her eyes too, were holding back tears. Placing the letter neatly on the nearest counter, the redhead marched towards the white-haired woman, reaching out with her hands to cup Selena's face, drawing her in for a desperate kiss.

Immediately, Selena's body shook, feeling on fire as her arms instinctively wrapped around Dawn's slightly smaller form, pulling her close as Dawn pulled her head away. "Do you have any idea how worried I've been?!" Dawn whispered with a hiss. "When I woke up and you weren't there?" as she spoke, she began nibbling Selena's neck. "To think you had left without a word or anything." quickly, she wrestled off Selena's sweater before pulling off her own jacket and shirt, tossing them to the floor before pulling Selena back to her, the pair gasping as their skin and bodies touched, instantly warm from the contact.

Selena was reeling from the sheer thrill of it all. The sensations she had expressed earlier. Peace, warmth, perfection. Her earlier thoughts and accusations of herself freezing once more, replaced by the familiar sense of being what she was. The Snow Queen. "I'm sorry." she whispered.

Dawn stepped away for a moment, pulling Selena fully into the room. "Don't ever do that again." she commanded, earning a nod from Selena. It was different than the Dawn she saw in Malibu, but the same that had pulled her hair and taken her several times in the past. It was scared, relieved and driven Dawn. One that had been there with Selena to take the tag-titles and take Selena herself.

"I promise." Selena answered before leaning back onto the bed, pulling Dawn down with her. The intense heat from their bodies, coupled with the joining of their lips, followed by the feel of Dawn's tongue was too much as Selena turned her head.

"I love you."

Everything seemed to freeze in place, as if it all had been stopped by something. Before her eyes, lying on the bed, Selena saw Dawn look up from lying on top of her, Dawn's hands holding Selena's down. "What did you just say?"

The familiar ice walls went up within Selena, her mother's words repeating loudly. "Nothing." she lied.

The redhead shook her head. "Yes you did. I heard you."

Before she could blink, Dawn was suddenly the one on the bed, Selena on top and pressing into her, pinning her arms to the bed.

"Then don't make me say it again." she half-commanded, half-begged. The pair's eyes met and Dawn read the mixture before nodding her head. "I promise." she repeated before Selena leaned down, continuing where they left off.

She doesn't need to know, Selena thought. Not now. It was enough she was here and enough Selena knew.

Some things, to Selena, were better left unsaid.

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