Kelly Conway Vs. Taylor Parker

Kelly was trying to hurry, she needed to undo the ties on the turnbuckle pad as fast as she could before Taylor recovered and no doubt rushed her. So hastily worked and eventually managed to get it off, pulling off the corner to expose the metal piece that bonded two ring ropes to the corner post.

Kelly then turned her back to the corner to see a clearly blinded and wounded Taylor approaching her, watching the punker stagger before she shot into a mad sprint. Kelly's eyes widened at the sight of Taylor moving at full speed towards her, prompting the treacherous Conway to hastily jump off to one side!

Trying to leave Taylor slamming chest first into the turnbuckle! If it worked, Kelly would drop low and attempt bring her arm between Taylor's legs and hook over her thigh, pulling down, trying to make Taylor fall as Kelly attempt to rollher up onto on her shoulders for a schoolboy pin!!

Taylor didn't get the reception she was expecting.

"Ough!"

She crashed into the corner with the unexpected shock of hitting metal instead of Conway, and she staggered back, clutching her arms against her chest. When Kelly grabbed her, she flailed her arms once in a vain attempt to keep her balance before pitching backwards onto the mat. The ref quickly checked her shoulders, saw they were down, and counted.

"One! Two!"

Taylor kicked, and narrowly broke the pin. The ref held up two fingers. The crowd was relieved.

"Oohhhhhh..."

Hearing Taylor's cry as she hit the unprotected turnbuckle was music to Kelly's ears, wasting no time, she did her best to follow up on her dastardly scheme while the crowd showered the girl in a hail of loud boos as Kelly went for the pin, the stands on their feet and crying out, eager to see the next three seconds, a near unanimous crowd demanding to see Taylor kick out so this arrogant woman didn't parade around gloating about her cheap victory!

"I GOT THIS!" Kelly exclaimed excited, nodding her head along with each count the ref girl gave, going to one then two then... A kickout!

Kelly's body was jolted up as Taylor broke the pin, the crowd was relived and the ref-girl raised her fingers in the air. "TWO!" And at first Kelly was silent, but soon enough, she erupted.

"WHAT!? THAT WAS THREE! THREE!!!" Kelly screeched, pounding her hands on the mat angrily before she stood up to get into the Ref's face who would sternly tell Kelly that it was in fact a Two Count. "Aghhh!!" Kelly growled in frustration, raking her hands down her face before she looked down at Taylor and sneered.

"GET THE HELL UP, PARKER!" Kelly yelled, trying to grab Taylor by the hair and drag her to the center of the ring, if she could do that, Kelly would try to force the girl up and stuff her head between her thighs, followed by hooking her arms around Taylor's in a double underhook, trying to set up for her finisher!

Taylor shook her head and blinked her eyes. She had to snap out of it! She couldn't just let Kelly rag doll her around like this!

She began to get up, and Kelly stepped in to help her with a handful of her hair. Her hands instinctively grabbed for Kelly's to lessen the pain of being yanked around, but then she found her head couched between Kelly's thighs. That wasn't good.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the backs of Kelly's knees and dropped her hips down low. She pushed into Kelly and lifted her up off the mat just far enough, and ran as fast as she could, picking up steam until she collided with the corner. Or the ropes. Wherever she was headed, she didn't know, but she aimed to sandwich Kelly between herself and something.

Kelly thought she had Taylor's ass in the bag. One facebuster was all she needed to put this punk away for good.

But instead of taking her finisher like a good little loser, Taylor just kept on fighting. The moment Kelly got the girl's head between her thighs, she felt Taylor grab the back of her knees and charge forward, soon Kelly's feet had left the mat and Taylor was charging with her towards a corner!

"AGH!" Cried Kelly as she felt her back rammed into the corner, the back of her ringing head hitting the top turnbuckle. "My...Head..." She groaned wincing from the pain before she glared down at Taylor. "Why can't you just stay down!!?" She growled, slamming her fist down on Taylor's back angrily before an idea clicked in Kelly's head.

Quickly she leaned forward and hugged Taylor's waist, putting all her momentum forward as Kelly tried to pull Taylor down into a sunset flip pin! And if Taylor didn't remove her hands from the back of Kelly's knees, she might find them pinned to the mat underneath Kelly's outstretched legs.

"Rrrrrgh!" If Parker didn't stay down though, Kelly might find herself exploding again...

Taylor grunted as she collided headlong with the corner, with only Kelly to keep her from faceplanting into a turnbuckle. She didn't need to see clearly now, and she tried to stand upright to begin pounding on the obnoxious chick, but Kelly's arm thudded against her back and dropped her to one knee.

Again, she tried to stand, but this time she had Kelly on her back, arms wrapped around her waist, and she didn't even have a chance to resist before she was toppled over and pinned. Her arms flew out to the sides and slapped the mat to break some of the fall, but the referee was already there counting.

"ONE! TWO!"

Taylor bucked, rolled a shoulder up, and then swung her heel at Kelly's face to knock her off. After another near fall, the crowd didn't know what was going to happen, and a chant began on one side of the ring and spread around the entire arena. "Taylor! Taylor! Taylor!"

The ref stood up and held up two fingers. "Two!"

Kelly panted hard with excitement. This was IT. There was NO way Taylor was kicking out of this! She had her beat! She was too smart, too good looking, too crafty and too skilled for this punk to handle! This textbook roll up would seal the deal right here!

She heard the one... And the Two... But the Third count never came.

Suddenly Taylor bucked hard, rolling her shoulder up and giving Kelly a swift kick in the face by swinging her heel into the obnoxious blonde's face! "Ough!" Kelly's head swung to the side as she toppled over, flopping onto her arms and knees as she clutched her brow, right above her eye was she was struck.

Kelly found herself facing the corner, one that was abject to the corner with a missing pad. It was a very short crawl to the ropes, Kelly easily reached out for the bottom ropes and pulled herself up into a kneeling position, breathing hard as she tried to comprehend the fact that Taylor had kicked out. And to pour salt on the wound... The crowd got into it, starting to chant her foe's name over and over, proudly.

Kelly looked left and to the right, her teeth cliching together tightly before she stood up quickly.

"SHUT UP!!" She screeched, but they kept chanting. "SHUT UP!" They didn't stop and Kelly's growled furiously before she turned to her foe and tried to suddenly mount her, not caring that they were near the ropes as Kelly would attempt to get her hands around Taylor's throat and try to strangle her while lifting her head and shaking it angrily.

"You bitch! Why can't you just fucking stay down! I'm BETTER than you! I Am America! I AM The Whole Fucking World Now! Why don't you just fucking quit already!?!? Kelly shouted as she tried to choke Taylor all while the ref had seen enough and tired to grab Kelly's hands to pry them from Taylor's throat.

"Break the choke Conway! Break it! ONE! TWO!" Cried the ref as she tried to remove Kelly's hands from Taylor while she counted.

Taylor drew a deep breath and closed her eyes, pressed her palms against her forehead. She had to get it together. She had been seconds from putting Conway away, and now she was struggling to stay in the match, all because the girl can break the rules and get away with it.

She began to sit up, and again she was stopped short. Kelly straddled her and she was forced flat, and a pair of hands clamped down around her throat. She grabbed at Kelly's hands desperately as her air was cut off. She squeezed her eyes shut and kicked her feet frantically against the mat. She bucked and thrashed and choked, but she was only using up precious air and getting no closer to freedom. She just needed to breathe.

"THREE! FOUR!"

Kelly ripped her hands away from Taylor and gave the ref a dirty glare before she stood up and got in the ref girl's face. But she didn't back down, she glared back at Conway, practically daring the girl to try something just so she could give her a nice fat Disqualification.

But even in Kelly's frustration with Taylor, she held herself back from doing something dumb. Instead she made her to the corner across from where Taylor was, holding the side of her head before she gripped the ropes and turned towards her foe.

"C'mon...C'mon..." She muttered under her breath, waiting for Taylor to stand so she could take her head off. The crowd roaring around the two, trying to motivate Taylor.

Taylor rolled onto her side and put a hand to her throat while she coughed and gasped for air. She was aware only of the crowd and their unified, vociferous support., and of the fact that she was officially getting her ass kicked. She had to get up, and get back in the match.

She turned over onto her hands and knees and forced her body to get up first on one knee, and then upright, while the crowd cheered wildly.