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Avril Lavigne EFW's Punk Princess
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.::Spirit. Full of energy, animation, or courage. One who possesses this is thought to have it all. That's what they say, isn't it? One who had this "Free Spirit" was on a high all day everyday, nothing could bring them down off of their high horse. The world was theirs and they were envied by all. But what happens when that spirit becomes entrapped? No longer able to fly free without worrying about the problems that others must cope with...The scene opens in a dark room, there is but one small lamp bringing little light to the room. There is a slight breeze being brought into the room from the balcony door being open. There is a still silence to the room until the bathroom door is slowly pulled open. A small figure walks out dressed in blue pajama pants, and a cadet blue tank top. As the figure walks over to the balcony door and into the dim light we now see that it is Falconer champion Avril Lavigne. Her hair is pulled back into a pony tail still looking stringy and wet. The look on her face is of sheer confusion as she just stares out into the night sky. She slowly raises her hand and touches the spot on her neck where Zeek Williams could have sucked the life out her. Avril stands there completely still as if she is in a trance, running over everything that happened to her while she was in the presence of Zeek and his companion Dominic. Suddenly there are loud knocks being heard at the door, Avril jumps being brought back to her senses as the knocks come again. She turns around slowly and just stares at the door. She walks over to the bed and sits down still keeping her eye on the door::.

Avril: Open...

.::With that being said the door swings open and in walks Michelle. Dressed in flare legged blue jeans, a white shirt with "New York" written across it in small blue lettering, and a New York Yankee's hat over her long blonde hair which lays down her back. Michelle closes the door and squints her eyes trying to see Avril. She walks over to another lamp and turns it on. Michelle smiles and looks at Avril who is just staring at her. She gets a sincere look on her face thinking that something is wrong with Avril, Michelle takes her hat off of her head and walks over to Avril kneeling down in front of her::.

Michelle: Hey, what's the matter, you look very down in the dumps.

.::Avril continues to just stare at Michelle like she's a mindless zombie. Michelle bites her bottom lip and looks toward the floor searching her mind for the right words. She looks back up at Avril and smiles::.

Michelle: Are we sick? And what is up with your hair baby?

.::Avril looks Michelle over like she is studying her. A look of comfort then comes over her face like she's finally realizing who it is kneeling in front of her. Avril shakes her head and manages to speak::.

Avril: No...

.::Michelle runs her fingers through her hair and stands up straight looking down at Avril. She feels a slight breeze coming from the balcony and walks over to it sliding it shut::.

Michelle: You're not sick, but from the looks of your hair and this door being open you're trying to get that way. Now, I don't know exactly what is up with you, or why you're acting so strange but when you start giving out one word answers that tells me that something is terribly wrong. Whether you like it or not, I'm leaving until you tell me what it is.

.::Michelle stands looking at Avril with her hands on her hips. Avril looks to the side not wanting to say anything, now feeling very insecure and vulnerable. She grabs for her pony tail holder and pulls it off causing her wet hair to fall over her shoulders, and covering her neck. Avril stands and walks over to Michelle laying her head on her shoulder. Michelle stands there for a minute and then wraps one arm around Avril. She uses the other to move Avril's hair to one side revealing the mark that Zeek left. Michelle gets a shocked look on her face as she grabs Avril and jerks her back::.

Michelle: Jesus fucking Christ what happened to your neck Av!?

.::Avril touches her neck again and shrugs her shoulders looking at Michelle::.

Avril: What happened to my neck? I...I don't know.

.::Avril walks over to the balcony door and leans her head on it. Michelle puts her hand over her forehead not quite sure of what to make of this situation::.

Michelle: Are you in any type of pain at all, how the hell did that happen??

.::Michelle walks over to a chair and sits down as Avril turns around and leans on the glass door. She stares at Michelle trying to collect her thoughts::.

Avril: Pain? Physical, no. Mental, yes. How could I live 18 years without feeling all of this mental pain? All of the problems that came and went just like that. But little did I know, they weren't actually gone, just buried deep within my mind. I haven't been able to sleep, I can barely put any food into my system. And this all comes from the one known as Zeek Williams...He did this to me. He is the one responsible for what I am experiencing right now.

Michelle: Zeek...Zeek...Oh right, that's Reese's friend. I know you've got a tag match against he and Druj Knox but what's he got to do with you acting like the lil girl from The Ring.

Avril: I don't know about you...but I for one have never been bitten in my neck and had someone suck blood from me, literally. We're not talking about some high school kid sucking on their loved one trying to give them a hickie, ok.

Michelle: I never knew wrestling could be so weird. You're traumatized, huh? What actually happened with you two anyway?

.::Avril slides down the glass door now sitting on the floor. She runs her fingers through her wet hair and smirks::.

Avril: Us two? As in just the two of us, right?

Michelle: Uh yeah. I don't know any other way to say it.

Avril: No, it's not that. It's just that it wasnt just the two of us. There were three. Me, Zeek, and his fucked up friend Dominic Kaine. Fuck, you don't know how violated I felt...I can still feel his hands rubbing all over my body.

Michelle: What the fuck are you talking about? Did he rape you!?

.::Avril points a finger in the air moving it back and forth::.

Avril: Fuck no. My mind is so screwed right now, I can't even think straight. You should go now, Michelle...

Michelle: Michelle is not going anywhere until she makes sure Avril Lavigne is going to be alright. So, I mean, are you still going through with the match after all this has happened?

Avril: That question should have never even been asked Michelle. Why would you ask me something like that? As I've said time and time again to everybody...I'm not afraid, you'd think I'd be afraid, but I'm not...

.::Avril stands up slowly and walks over to her bed. She sits down and goes to wrap herself up in the covers::.

Avril: Again Michelle, you should go, I need to try and get some sleep...I don't feel like myself right now, I feel very unstable.

.::Michelle stands up out of the chair quickly and walks over to the bed pulling Avril out of the covers and onto the floor. Michelle grabs Avril by her arms and pulls her to a standing position::.

Michelle: No Av, let's talk. You seem to have alot of problems and you're very hostile right now. I think it's because of the match...Don't make me send you back to Erica.

.::Avril stands there looking at Michelle trying to hold in her laugh but can't help but let it out when she thinks of the last time they saw Erica and some of the things that went on. Michelle raises her eyebrow and smirks::.

Michelle: I see our Avril is still in there somewhere. Let's see if we can't get her back. Since it already looks like you've been in the shower for hours throw some cocoa butter on that mark on your neck and that should start to fade it. Then grab a comb and brush so we can fix that hair of yours. We talk, then you can sleep.

.::Avril begins to moan and falls back down onto the bed. She curls up into the covers again while Michelle walks into the bathroom. She shakes her head as she sees clothes and other things strewn all over the floor. She looks in a small black bag and grabs a comb and brush. She then looks in another bag on the floor grabbing some cocoa butter. Michelle walks out of the bathroom and sighs as she sees Avril wrapped in the covers. She takes the top off of the cocoa butter bottle and grabs Avril sitting her up. She rubs the cocoa butter on her neck and let's her go as Avril falls back into the covers.

Michelle: Avril, come on now, you're not helping.

.::Avril rolls her eyes and sits up looking at Michelle::.

Avril: Okay, okay. What can I do to help Michelle?

.::Michelle kicks her shoes off and grabs the come and brush. She climbs onto the bed and sits Indian Style behind Avril. Michelle smiles as she starts to comb through Avril's hair::.

Michelle: Alright, now we're making progress. You're really freaking me out acting like this Av. I'm so used to you bouncing off the walls and being full of energy. Now...now you're just being plain Jane. Your free spirit. That's what was so unique about you. What exactly did you say to him anyway?

Avril: Who? Zeek?

Michelle: Yeah, him.

Avril: Make a long story short, I told him I do things my way and I don't follow orders. Ticked him off, I guess.

Michelle: Okay. So are you even more psyched about this match now?

Avril: I was already psyched about this match.

Michelle: What about the Druj Knox factor?

Avril: That's the part that is unfortunate about this match. But as I'm sure she is thinking the same thing, in the ring is all business, after this match is over she'll still be one of my best friends. Hell, she's practically the only friend I've got in that place. Not counting Reese and Natalie. Speaking of Natalie, she's finally back. It's going to be so good to see her.

.::Michelle nods her head as Avril jumps a little. She pushes Michelle a little as Michelle smiles::.

Michelle: Sorry about that Avril. So, how do you feel now that you're talking?

Avril: I don't know. I mean, talking to you is good and all but all of those thoughts are still in the back of my mind.

.::Michelle finishes brushing Avril's now straight hair and wipes her hands on her pants. She climbs off of the bed and looks down at Avril who no longer looks like a possessed demon child::.

Michelle: Now there, you look like the Avril I'm used to seeing.

.::Avril rolls her eyes and scoots backwards toward her pillows. She pulls the covers over her legs and looks at Michelle::.

Avril: Yeah, whatever.

Michelle: I'm going to stay here until you go to sleep. That's what you need. You need to sleep all of your frustrations off. Wake up your normal over hyper self tomorrow. Anything else you want to say about your match before I go watch t.v.?

.::Avril puts a finger on her chin thinking. She smiles and lays her head down on the pillow wrapping herself into the covers::.

Avril: Yeah sure. See you at Exile...

.::Avril smiles to herself as she closes her eyes. Michelle tilts her head to the side trying to understand what Avril meant by that, she shrugs her shoulders and walks over to the couch grabbing the remote. She lays down comfortably and begins to watch the tele::.