Post by emily on Jul 1, 2023 14:32:50 GMT -5
“Hello all you Pepsi fanatics out there in twitch land! This is the Pepsi Princess coming to you live and I’ve got something I want to discuss with all my streaming fans out there. This week I have a four way match on DARK against Justin York, Kim Pain, and Gerri Miller. I’ve been taking a bit of a break since I moved down to Florida with my main squeeze Buster Gloves but I have been itching to get back into the ring and doing what I do best and that is entertain you people! I hope to see the Pepsi section at ringside and I promise to stop by and say hello and sign some merch all of you good people!
Now let us talk about my opponents shall we? Just York, who is the old fart of the group at 37 and I say old fart as a term of endearment I swear! He’s got lots of miles on him but I think he’s got a lot more to go, Gerri Miller is a hot mess with her separation from her husband I’m sure she’s not in the best mindset to be wrestling. Miss Kim Pain I am sure you’re wondering about is an opponent right up my alley! She loves to kick and is a high flyer, that’s my kind of girl. Oops pardon me, I mean woman. The Pepsi Princess is going to rip right through my opponents and show everyone why I am the next best thing!”
Emily continued to chat about her match and her opponents before signing off for the time being. Just as she was taking her head phones off, Emily got a text from Buster.
“SOS, shooter at club. Stay away”
“Like hell!” Emily said out loud as she text Buster’s dad and asked if he could come keep an eye on the kids as they were asleep at this hour since it was almost midnight.
Emily: Pops, got an SOS message from Buster at the club, says there is an active shooter there and I need to go!
Pops: I’ll be over in five minutes!
Emily was out on the porch waiting with her purse and cell phone and pacing the deck as she heard him walking up the gravel driveway. She quickly threw her arms around the older man and hurried down to her car and took off to the Triple Deuce. There were cop cars everywhere by the time Emily got to the club, her nerves were on edge and she felt like she was going to hurl from the anxiety!
“Excuse me officer, my name is Emily Simms, I got a message from my boyfriend Buster Gloves who was stuck inside just a short time ago. Do you know if he’s been brought out or released yet?”
“I’m sorry Miss Simms, we don’t really know much at the moment except that there is a live shooter in the building and shots have been fired. We’re trying to figure the safest way to get everyone out of there alive and well.”
Emily took her cell phone out of her purse and started rapidly texting back and forth with her best friend Eric Winters. After she filled him in on everything he told her to be safe and to be careful and hoped that Buster would be fine. She then called her grandmother in California as she paced back and forth behind a police blockade and filled her in with what was happening.
“Don’t worry Grammie, I am safe where I am. It’s Buster I am worried about!”
“I know baby girl but there is nothing you can really do right now save for keeping us all in the loop. Have you texted Buster’s dad?”
“Not since I got here Grammie, I should call him. I love you grammie.”
Emily called Buster’s dad and filled him in on what little she knew. She was leaning against her car when there were more shots fired from within the club and a patron came crashing through the front glass window trying to escape.
“GO! Go go!” Someone said as Emily ducked down behind her car and swore under her breath.
Peeking around the corner of her car where she was crouching, she watched as the cops stormed into the bar. Leaning her head back against the car, Emily said a silent prayer that Buster was alright. Two cops quickly escorted the injured patron away from the bar window and over to a waiting ambulance where he was attended to. Fifteen minutes later, the cops came out with a woman in handcuffs and hanging her head as she was pushed into the backseat of a police cruiser. Emily scanned the patrons and the hair on her arms began to stand up on end as she waited for what felt like forever but was probably only a few minutes. Emily stood up and when she finally spotted Buster he was being helped by two paramedics. The cops let Emily pass through the tape around the area and she dashed over to where Buster was now sitting and being looked over by a couple of paramedics.
“William!” Emily exclaimed as she saw him bleeding from his left shoulder.
“Nothing to worry about Kitten, one of the stray bullets nicked my shoulder and it doesn’t want to stop bleeding. “
“You should probably come to the hospital with us and get it looked at,” One of the medics said.
“Froget it! I am not going to spend hours sitting in the emergency room and maybe getting to see someone by dawn. Dress it up and tell Emily what to do so she can look after it.”
“William! Don’t be so pig-headed you got injured tonight.”
“Emily, I’ll be fine! I just need some sleep right about now,” William said as he pleaded with her and looked into her blue eyes.
“Keep the area clean and covered, also watch for infection. Other than that his arm willl likely be sore for a few days and then he should be good as new.”
Emily walked a few feet away so the medics could finish helping Buster and some of the other patrons and called Buster’s dad to let him know everything was fine and they should be home soon.
“The boys want to know if they can wait up until you guys get home.”
“Please Ma?” Swayze asked.
“Of course you boys can stay up, may be a while yet but turn on the television. Love you boys!”
“Love you Ma!” Both boys answered in reply as she put her phone back into her purse.
“Thanks,” Buster said to the medics as they finished bandaging him up and then he turned to look for his California Kitten. Spotting her, he slipped his arms around her waist from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.
Emily turned around in his arms and wrapped hers around his neck and hugged him tightly.
“I was so worried for you Buster! You could have been seriously hurt!” She said as she laid her cheek against the top of his head.
“I’m sorry Kitten, Have you called Pops and the boys?”
“I did, Pops is with the boys and the boys are wide awake. I told them they could stay up until we got home. Is there anything else we need to do? Can we go home now please?”
“Yes, lets get out of here. Are you okay to drive babe?” Buster asked as they walked to her car. Emily unlocked the doors and climbed behind the wheel of her car while Buster carefully got into the passenger seat.
“Hey Pops! We are on our way home, we had spaghetti for dinner tonight. Could you please heat some up for William and I?”
“Of course Emily. Drive carefully and see you soon.”
Emily was thankful once they were out of the city and heading into the countryside. The Double Barrel Ranch was their home and Emily loved it. She was excited to be living out here where it was more relaxed and the pace was slower than it was in Daytona. She loved watching the mini horses run around the field and the four of them had talked it over and they were going to get a bigger dog to help look after the horses and the ducks that were nesting by the pond. The boys were waiting on the front door step when Emily pulled up.
“Boys! I’m fine, honestly.”
“You’ve been shot dad!” Swayze exclaimed.
“I was nicked by a stray bullet, paramedics said I should be fine in a few days but that I might be sore,” He replied as he hugged them both tightly and then looked over their shoulders at his dad and mouthed the words “Thank you” to him.
“Spaghetti is just coming out of the oven, “ Pops said as he hugged Buster and then Emily.
“Thanks for being here tonight, Pops for Emily and the boys.”
“That’s what parents are for son.”
Buster’s dad left soon afterwards and the boys went back to bed reluctantly as Emily and Buster sat down to eat. Emily loaded the dishwasher while Buster headed upstairs to get ready for bed. When Emily came up, Buster was in bed and he offered her a smile as he watched her get ready for bed. Climbing in beside him, Emily snuggled in close and carefully slipped her arm around his waist and spoke softly.
“I love you William.”
“I love you too Emily,” He replied as he kissed her forehead.
Emily laid her head over Buster’s heart and listened to the beat of it as she drifted off to sleep. Buster laid awake for awhile watching Emily sleep, he kissed her forehead and then closed his eyes as he drifted off to sleep with an arm around Emily.
Now let us talk about my opponents shall we? Just York, who is the old fart of the group at 37 and I say old fart as a term of endearment I swear! He’s got lots of miles on him but I think he’s got a lot more to go, Gerri Miller is a hot mess with her separation from her husband I’m sure she’s not in the best mindset to be wrestling. Miss Kim Pain I am sure you’re wondering about is an opponent right up my alley! She loves to kick and is a high flyer, that’s my kind of girl. Oops pardon me, I mean woman. The Pepsi Princess is going to rip right through my opponents and show everyone why I am the next best thing!”
Emily continued to chat about her match and her opponents before signing off for the time being. Just as she was taking her head phones off, Emily got a text from Buster.
“SOS, shooter at club. Stay away”
“Like hell!” Emily said out loud as she text Buster’s dad and asked if he could come keep an eye on the kids as they were asleep at this hour since it was almost midnight.
Emily: Pops, got an SOS message from Buster at the club, says there is an active shooter there and I need to go!
Pops: I’ll be over in five minutes!
Emily was out on the porch waiting with her purse and cell phone and pacing the deck as she heard him walking up the gravel driveway. She quickly threw her arms around the older man and hurried down to her car and took off to the Triple Deuce. There were cop cars everywhere by the time Emily got to the club, her nerves were on edge and she felt like she was going to hurl from the anxiety!
“Excuse me officer, my name is Emily Simms, I got a message from my boyfriend Buster Gloves who was stuck inside just a short time ago. Do you know if he’s been brought out or released yet?”
“I’m sorry Miss Simms, we don’t really know much at the moment except that there is a live shooter in the building and shots have been fired. We’re trying to figure the safest way to get everyone out of there alive and well.”
Emily took her cell phone out of her purse and started rapidly texting back and forth with her best friend Eric Winters. After she filled him in on everything he told her to be safe and to be careful and hoped that Buster would be fine. She then called her grandmother in California as she paced back and forth behind a police blockade and filled her in with what was happening.
“Don’t worry Grammie, I am safe where I am. It’s Buster I am worried about!”
“I know baby girl but there is nothing you can really do right now save for keeping us all in the loop. Have you texted Buster’s dad?”
“Not since I got here Grammie, I should call him. I love you grammie.”
Emily called Buster’s dad and filled him in on what little she knew. She was leaning against her car when there were more shots fired from within the club and a patron came crashing through the front glass window trying to escape.
“GO! Go go!” Someone said as Emily ducked down behind her car and swore under her breath.
Peeking around the corner of her car where she was crouching, she watched as the cops stormed into the bar. Leaning her head back against the car, Emily said a silent prayer that Buster was alright. Two cops quickly escorted the injured patron away from the bar window and over to a waiting ambulance where he was attended to. Fifteen minutes later, the cops came out with a woman in handcuffs and hanging her head as she was pushed into the backseat of a police cruiser. Emily scanned the patrons and the hair on her arms began to stand up on end as she waited for what felt like forever but was probably only a few minutes. Emily stood up and when she finally spotted Buster he was being helped by two paramedics. The cops let Emily pass through the tape around the area and she dashed over to where Buster was now sitting and being looked over by a couple of paramedics.
“William!” Emily exclaimed as she saw him bleeding from his left shoulder.
“Nothing to worry about Kitten, one of the stray bullets nicked my shoulder and it doesn’t want to stop bleeding. “
“You should probably come to the hospital with us and get it looked at,” One of the medics said.
“Froget it! I am not going to spend hours sitting in the emergency room and maybe getting to see someone by dawn. Dress it up and tell Emily what to do so she can look after it.”
“William! Don’t be so pig-headed you got injured tonight.”
“Emily, I’ll be fine! I just need some sleep right about now,” William said as he pleaded with her and looked into her blue eyes.
“Keep the area clean and covered, also watch for infection. Other than that his arm willl likely be sore for a few days and then he should be good as new.”
Emily walked a few feet away so the medics could finish helping Buster and some of the other patrons and called Buster’s dad to let him know everything was fine and they should be home soon.
“The boys want to know if they can wait up until you guys get home.”
“Please Ma?” Swayze asked.
“Of course you boys can stay up, may be a while yet but turn on the television. Love you boys!”
“Love you Ma!” Both boys answered in reply as she put her phone back into her purse.
“Thanks,” Buster said to the medics as they finished bandaging him up and then he turned to look for his California Kitten. Spotting her, he slipped his arms around her waist from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.
Emily turned around in his arms and wrapped hers around his neck and hugged him tightly.
“I was so worried for you Buster! You could have been seriously hurt!” She said as she laid her cheek against the top of his head.
“I’m sorry Kitten, Have you called Pops and the boys?”
“I did, Pops is with the boys and the boys are wide awake. I told them they could stay up until we got home. Is there anything else we need to do? Can we go home now please?”
“Yes, lets get out of here. Are you okay to drive babe?” Buster asked as they walked to her car. Emily unlocked the doors and climbed behind the wheel of her car while Buster carefully got into the passenger seat.
“Hey Pops! We are on our way home, we had spaghetti for dinner tonight. Could you please heat some up for William and I?”
“Of course Emily. Drive carefully and see you soon.”
Emily was thankful once they were out of the city and heading into the countryside. The Double Barrel Ranch was their home and Emily loved it. She was excited to be living out here where it was more relaxed and the pace was slower than it was in Daytona. She loved watching the mini horses run around the field and the four of them had talked it over and they were going to get a bigger dog to help look after the horses and the ducks that were nesting by the pond. The boys were waiting on the front door step when Emily pulled up.
“Boys! I’m fine, honestly.”
“You’ve been shot dad!” Swayze exclaimed.
“I was nicked by a stray bullet, paramedics said I should be fine in a few days but that I might be sore,” He replied as he hugged them both tightly and then looked over their shoulders at his dad and mouthed the words “Thank you” to him.
“Spaghetti is just coming out of the oven, “ Pops said as he hugged Buster and then Emily.
“Thanks for being here tonight, Pops for Emily and the boys.”
“That’s what parents are for son.”
Buster’s dad left soon afterwards and the boys went back to bed reluctantly as Emily and Buster sat down to eat. Emily loaded the dishwasher while Buster headed upstairs to get ready for bed. When Emily came up, Buster was in bed and he offered her a smile as he watched her get ready for bed. Climbing in beside him, Emily snuggled in close and carefully slipped her arm around his waist and spoke softly.
“I love you William.”
“I love you too Emily,” He replied as he kissed her forehead.
Emily laid her head over Buster’s heart and listened to the beat of it as she drifted off to sleep. Buster laid awake for awhile watching Emily sleep, he kissed her forehead and then closed his eyes as he drifted off to sleep with an arm around Emily.