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Lacklan · (04-22-2023)

When Sarah Met Sidney

LACKLANLAND WEST
West Hollywood, California
7 June 2017

The match ending at Validation and now the match ending at Battle Lines had both sapped Kenzi of her confidence and belief in herself inside the ring. It had made it even clearer that this needed to be her final match in LAW…if not her final match in the business. No matter how much she wanted to be like Sarah…to be a fighter and take the world by the throat didn’t much seem to be in the offering. She could only hope that her match with Gabby would be memorable…at least more memorable as her first match had been.

The two of them had not been back a day…hardly been over their jet lag as Sarah already had her curious red eyes on her next match. She was getting ready for the challenge of Courtney Steele, LAW’s resident homophobe, but she was also keenly aware of the challenge that her soulmate was up against. Sarah folded her legs underneath her as she flipped on the television and called out for Kenzi to join her. “Beloved! Do you want to make fun of that bitch talking about how she’s going to beat you? I saved it so we can watch it again after you kick her ass and laugh about how stupid she was.”

Kenzi walked in and saw Gabby on the screen and plucked the remote from Sarah’s hands and turned off the television. “I don’t need to see her or listen to any of her shit. It’s the same old thing over and over again anyway.” She sighed as she plopped down next to her battle-weary lover. “Besides…after Validation and then Battle Lines, maybe all the shit she’s saying is true.”

Sarah narrowed her ember colored eyes and took Kenzi by the shoulders, giving her a firm shake. “Knock that off! You are fierce! In all of you battles since you and I have been together, you have yet to be pinned and beaten. Hell! You would be the LAW Tag Team Champions right now had it not been for that lovesick idiot Kate Steele shitting the bed and getting pinned…AGAIN!” Sarah grinned, showing her twin rows of perfect white teeth. “Maya Jensen said it and it’s true…if you want to win those tag team titles, your only chance is with me…not Kate!”

Kenzi sighed heavily, not wanting to think about Kate at the moment. There would be plenty of time for that on Sunday. “Sarah, let’s not get into that again. I just want to move past that, have this last match, and then move on.”

Sarah’s mood darkened, “You are NOT quitting LAW! You are not a quitter…that is not the person I fell in love with!”

Kenzi rolled her eyes, not wanting to talk about it any further. She changed the subject, in the hopes that Sarah would drop it. “You fell in love with starving woman, that is what you did! You drug me half way around the world and made me eat hotel and airplane food for the last four days…I’d really like something good for a change.”

Sarah sucked her teeth, then picked up her phone as she messaged her men to prepare the car. She finished and leaned in, kissing Kenzi on the lips. “A Queen does not allow her Duchess to starve…”

Kenzi smiled as she got up, “GOOD! It’s about time that this noble title started paying off!”

Sarah stood up, eyeing Kenzi as she did. “…this conversation is not over Beloved…you will not be quitting LAW, in fact…you’ll be doing something quite the opposite. I have no intention of…”

Sarah is cut off by the sounds of a commotion outside followed by a knock at the door. Kenzi and Sarah look at one another, unsure of what to make of the noise. They walk over and open the door together. Standing outside, one of Sarah’s trusted guards, a man that Kenzi had named Frick. The large man looks nervously to his side as an older woman stands there impatiently tapping her foot. "My Queen...this woman says that she's your consort's...mother..."

Kenzi, who was holding Sarah's hand, quickly lets go as her mouth falls open. "...mom...wh-what are you doing here?"

Sidney Grey kicked Frick in the shin, but the large man merely grimaced, and kept his composure. Sid snorted and turned her attention to Kenzi and Sarah. "This big ape said he was taking you two out to eat...I told him that I was coming as well. I thought it was high time that I spent time with my daughter and her..." She looked at Sarah, arching her Botox injected eyebrows, as best she could. "...I'm sorry...what are you to my daughter?"

Sarah wants to glance at Kenzi. She wants to glance down at the hand that is no longer holding hers. They were past this. Past hiding. Past denying. But she realized that this, regardless of how they had prepared for its inevitability, was the strongest test to their relationship yet. She meets Sid's eye without a falter, her back straight, her chin elevated. "The person who starts her fires."

Sid looked at Kenzi, her expression confused. "Is this that Tina person? Is she the drug addict that helped you set fire to your apartment in New York?"

Kenzi sighed, as she responded, more like a little girl than the grown woman she'd become. "MOM!! No...no it's not!" She looked at Frick, exasperation etched into her face. "Get the car..." As he lumbered off, Ken looked at Sarah, and then at her mother. "Mom...this is...my...my friend..." She pauses, straightening herself. "...my girl...friend...my girlfriend!" She takes Sarah's hand back in hers. "I love her and we have lots of sex together. Lots of lesbian sex!" Kenzi stiffens her spine, “Those fires she starts…they are in my pants!”

Sid looks at their hands and then at Sarah. The Red Queen can only smirk as she mouthed the words '...a lot of fires...' Sid rolls her eyes, then walks off toward the elevators. "So...are we having lunch at some fancy gay restaurant then?"

Kenzi holds Sarah, whispering to her. "I'm sorry...I didn't know she was coming."

Sarah's eyes are full of fury. "We will discuss this later. In the throne room." She pulls Kenzi out the door and calls after Sid. "Well, Ma'am, we DO live in Hollywood! The gayest brunch joint in town has a table open for us at all times! It's called The Flaming Clam!"

Sid waves her hands in the air. "Figures...you people and your obsession with anything that smells of fish!"

Kenzi groans as she can only shake her head in annoyance. This could not have possibly come at a worse time. Not only did she have to worry about her final match in LAW…but now her she’d have to figure out why her mother was here and what in the hell she wanted.

THE FLAMING CLAM
Hollywood, California
--An Hour Later--

Sid sipped at her drink as she looked at Sarah with a smirk. "I was certain that you were pulling my leg about this place. But, damn good call! The gays make the best lunchtime cocktails!"

Kenzi rolled her eyes, certain that her mother and Courtney Steele would get along famously with their homophobic tendencies. Sarah took it in stride, likely the same way she would take her match against Courtney on Sunday. "The boys do ever enjoy their cock and tails. The 'Under the Table' service on Friday nights must be seen to be believed."

Kenzi remained silent, as Sid dominated the table. "Pity that it isn't Friday. I bet that's a sight to see in order to be believed." She finished her drink, then waved for another. She sat forward, eyes gleaming. "So...you're Jean-Paul's daughter? The little firestarter, huh?" She glanced at Ken, then gestured back and forth. "You been starting fires with my Kenzi?"

Sarah answered quickly, "Countless blazing infernos all over the world." She ponders for a moment and then nods to herself. "Literally!"

As she was poured another drink, Sid stared at Sarah, a slight chuckle escaping her. "You have no idea how many drinks it takes for my eyes to look like yours. I'm going to show you today..."

Kenzi spoke up in exasperation. "Mom!"

Sid looked at both of them in turn. "Christ! What did I do now? I'm just trying to break the ice here!"

Sarah stares at Sid, red eyes moving quickly as she studies her. "Mackenzie does not know it, but I have watched every episode of your reality show. Tell me: What do you have against those with darker skin than yours?"

Sid smirked, her eyes on the platinum haired girl. "Have you looked at my daughter? Apparently I have held vagina, among other things against people with darker skin that mines!" She snickered, sipping her drink. "I suppose you're asking if I'm a racist...and I suppose I am...but trust me Ms. Lacklan, I have good reason to hate everyone. Color is just the paper wrapper that happens to be holding in all of their shit."

Kenzi finally spoke up, her voice just a whisper. "...you called me 'rape baby'..."

Sid smiled, then snorted. "You were always too fucking sensitive."

Sarah glances at Kenzi for a moment out of the corner of her eyes. "Your daughter..." she says slowly in a hushed voice, "...is the most fierce person I have ever met." She looks to Sid squarely. "Your stretched skin may well hide a pile of dung, but her caramel hosts nothing but gold."

Sid smiles at Sarah. "I like you...you're much feistier than the others who were attracted to my little lesbian magnet. But, be careful...do try to speak with your head and not your vagina." Sid laced her fingers. "You two are young, dumb, and filled with lust...be careful you don't mistake this time of experimentation for something real. Once, I dated an Indian and I thought he'd take me on a dream quest...but he only bought me a goddamn Slurpee, it was the wrong kind of Indian!"

Kenzi spoke up. "MOM!!!"

Sid waved her off. "Your friend understands me. I can tell...we are cut from similar cloth."

Sarah blinks at that final observation. "Pardon?"

Sid sipped her drink. Her eyes on Sarah. "You and I...we are born fighters, not like Kenzi. We fight and we do what we must, we don't take a backwards step, ever! We take what we want...or in this case, what we think we want." Sid turned her attention to Kenzi. "I heard the rumors about you leaving LAW...finally quitting...and I came here to let you know that you are making the right choice. You were never cut out for being a wrestler. I knew that...that is why I kept you out of the ring and that is why I kept you away from your father. I didn't need you chasing after him, trying to be like him."

Kenzi stared at her, eyes blinking, she was unable to take in the full measure of what her mother was telling her. "You kept me from my father...because you didn't want me to be a professional wrestler?"

Sid chuckled, "No...I didn't want you to TRY to be a professional wrestler. There is a difference sweetie." She looked at Sarah, "She and I...despite our different appetites are born to do this. We fight...we take on the world..." she cast her eyes back on Kenzi, "...you entertain us Kenzi, that is what you do."

Sarah wanted to speak up, but she could see that this was import to Kenzi in away that she didn't dare interrupt. Kenzi spoke to Sid though gritted teeth. "You let me be alone all those years...you kept me from my father because you were afraid? Afraid that I would be...inspired?! AFRAID THAT I WOULD BE BETTER THAN YOU?!"

Sid let our an exasperated sigh, "Now you're talking crazy!" Sid sat forward, her eyes taking in those of her daughter. "I saw your matches Kenzi...even the ones that you caused me to miss. I saw them...each and every one of them. I even saw this last one at Validation." She reached over and took her daughter's hand. "Trust me when I say this...you are not cut out for this. Quitting is what you should do." She reached over and cupped her hand over Kenzi's. "Don't even bother facing Gabby. She's on the warpath and all she wants to do is hurt you...just quit and walk away. You're already more of a success than anyone there ever believed you'd be."

"...what about what I believe...?" Kenzi said in a whisper as she pulled her hand away.

Sarah saw her chance to interject and she took her lover's hand as she spoke, her red eyes on Sid. "Why can't you believe in her like she believes in herself? Why can't you want for her, what she want's for herself? I have no illusions about what I want, Ma'am. And your daughter has spit in the face of any and all detractors, fought back from failure to dominate those around her. Her spine is not jelly. She..." Sarah cannot help but smile with glistening eyes. "She inspires me."

Sid looks surprised, turning her attention to Kenzi. "What have you done to this girl? She's much deeper in love with you than that Cornett girl was, I..."

Kenzi pulled free of Sarah and smashed her fists on the table. Her face was hard and flushed with rage. "MOTHER! WHAT THE FUCK?! ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO BRING THAT UP TO THE WOMAN I LOVE?!"

Sid smirked, sipping her drink. "Love she says...you were pissing your diapers a few years ago! You know shit about love just like you know fuck all about wrestling!"

Kenzi looked from Sid to Sarah, desperate to show them both that she was not a child. She stood up, slamming her hands down as she leaned over the table, glaring at her mother. "Just because you couldn't keep a lover, don't presume that I don't know what love is! Sarah is my destiny...we're going to be married one day and you'll die alone you mean old BITCH!" She looked at Sarah, the shock of her words written in her face. Kenzi blushed, immediately embarrassed. "...excuse me...I need a minute alone." She wiped her face as she squeezed Sarah's shoulder and walked to the restroom.

Sid looked at Sarah and shrugged. "Well...that escalated quickly, huh?"

Sarah sits in stunned silence for a moment as Kenzi's words process in her mind. She wipes the corner of her mouth with her napkin and turns her eyes to Sid. "Well then, now that we are alone, I wish to say that I find you detestable, Ma'am. From the choices you have made, particularly those shoes going with that purse, and I find the fact that you have driven your own flesh and blood away the way you have to be unforgivable. But you have an opportunity, Ma'am. None can be so far into the darkness that they cannot see the Path of Light." She leans forward. "Here is a dose of actual reality for you and not the silliness you instituted to keep your name relevant as you drug Mackenzie though the dirt in the eyes of the world: Your daughter? Your flesh and blood? Is desperate for your love...even your respect. Even with as sick and dark of a heart as you have...she is desperate for it. And I promise you..." She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. "I goddamn PROMISE YOU..." She opens them, the red glistening. "That you will live to regret treating her the way you do. You...and how you have treated her...have been a sickness to her, a cancer, and I am her cure, her drug. I earnestly hope that you find solace in your daughter's happiness, because I will not shed a tear if I have to cut you out. Now, if you will excuse me, Ma'am..." Sarah pushes back her chair and stands. "I have a Consort to consul." Sarah begins to head towards the restroom but stops next to Sid, a smirk on her plump lips. "Oh! And by the bye: We had sex about 15 minutes before you showed up at our door. I bet if you try hard enough, you can still smell me on her breath." She skips towards the restroom.

Sid watches Sarah skip off and shakes her head with a smirk as she brings her drink back to her lips as she speaks to herself. "Silly girls...you have NO idea what you want."

Taking a moment to collect herself in the bathroom mirror, and after chasing off the bull dyke that was there before her, Sarah walks over to the stall Kenzi occupies and knocks softly. "Beloved?"

The door swings open and a dark hand juts out and snatches her inside, slamming the door closed behind her. Sarah is taken aback by Kenzi's appearance, her eyes red and cheeks hollow and stained with dark tears. She wipes at her eyes, making the scene even worse. "...sorry...I shouldn't have said that stuff. My mother...she just makes me crazy! She makes me feel like I'm 6 years old again!"

"It is quite alright," she says as she reaches into her purse to pull out a handful of tissues. "She is certainly a piece of work." She begins to help Kenzi wipe her face and chooses her next words carefully. "We say things in the heat of anger and frustration. I...I do not hold them against you." Kenzi’s offhanded mention of ‘marriage’ hanging in the air.

Kenzi is oblivious to the meaning behind Sarah's words as she wipes her eyes and tosses down the tissues in frustration. "SHE'S A GODDAMN CUNT AND I HATE HER!" Kenzi breaks down and hugs Sarah, weeping uncontrollably into her shoulder. "...why does she have to be like that? Am I that terrible...?"

Sarah holds her close with a hand on her back and one in her braids. "Shhhhh...." She lowers them down to the seat and positions Kenzi on her lap, never breaking the embrace. "It is not you, Mackenzie. It is her. She is vile and cruel. You are not her." She holds her close, ready to take a river of tears on her shoulder if she needed to.

Kenzi sighs, looking up at Sarah. "They all think I'm her Sar...they have always said I was her. No different...just in a different package. THAT STUPID BITCH, GABBY CAMACHO, she said it!" Kenzi took a breath, her hands becoming fists at her sides. "I am going to prove her wrong...I am going to prove Gabby and everyone else wrong! I can do this...I can be better than her!"

Sarah takes her hand from Kenzi's head and starts to tick off her fingers. "One: You are a far better dresser than she is. Two: You are a better actress. Three: You are naturally more beautiful both inside and out than she could ever manufacture for herself. And four: You have me, someone who both loves you and is IN love with you, two things which, from my research, she has never had."

Kenzi held Sarah's face, kissing her. "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you with my talk of destiny and...stuff." She took a deep breath. "...I just...it just came out. You know?"

Sarah trembles on the inside but she simply winks at Kenzi. "Just be mindful of getting drunk the next find we are in Vegas for Fucking Awesome...you might find yourself in another Hooters marriage." She leans forward to quickly peck a cheek. "Come on, let us see if we can overwhelm the evil shrew with gayocity!"

Kenzi wasn't ready to face up to her mother just yet, but sometimes we aren't ready to do the things that we must...

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