Friday night fights: Erica vs Grace
By Tomace

Erica’s story
It was the fourth week of Friday night fights and Erica was looking to compete in her third night. The first night she was really nervous. So was her tag partner and friend Maya so they decided to compete against each other. It was a back and forth match but she pulled out off a sunset flip victory over her friend. Week 2 she was against her younger sister Renee. They had to drive to another city for a birthday dinner with their grandparents and neither wanted to drive so they decided whoever lost the match would drive. Erica was a heavy favorite so even though the match was scheduled for 15 min, if she didn’t win in 10 Renee would be considered the winner. Erica got her to tap but at 11 min. It was a fun match for both of them and Renee also got to experience a bigger crowd for the first time. The audience loved the sister fighting each other

Last week she was away from the dinner but this week she was looking to compete. She didn’t really want to go in the random fight draws quite yet. She wanted to know in advance what her odds were. It was Wednesday and she still didn’t have an opponent when she saw on social media a girl from high school was also looking for a match. She was a year younger than her and went to another school. She was never good friends with her but they knew each other. Even though Erica would be giving up a size advantage as her friend Grace was the same height but had about 20 pounds on her last time she seen her, she had been fighting for a year longer so she did have more experience. It should be an even match which Gracie accepted. There match was the 8th one scheduled so they decided to meet up at 5pm and watch the first matches before they got ready.

It was game time. After chatting and catching up with Grace for the last few hours, she was now standing across the ring from her in front of a few hundred people and was looking to put a beating on her, as Grace was looking to do the same. They both were smiling and happy before the match but Gracie clearly had her game face on now. She was wearing a purple one piece that showed off her features. That 20 pound weight advantage she had in high school was now a 40 pound advantage, but she was in great shape. I Stood there stretching in my white sports bra top with bikini bottoms type outfit. The ref asked if we were both ready and then rang the bell.

I circled the ring and then we locked up in the middle. I tried to get lower to get more leverage but Grace did the same and easily pushed me back into the corner. I was in the corner with my head back and arms in the air when the ref was telling Grace to break the hold, which she need as she sent a knee to by midsection. All the air came rushing out. I was then pushed against the corner a little more as she unloaded 3 chops against my chest. Those stung. She grabbed my arm and started to shoot me to the other corner. I saw this coming and manage to reverse it, but instead of shooting her to the corner I lifted my knee into her belly. She went down to one knee to catch her breath. I caught her off guard. I quickly bounce off the ropes to get some momentum and just as she was getting up delivered a swinging neck breaker. I knew I needed keep going as i saw her laying still looking up at the lights holding her neck. I quickly bounce off the ropes and landed a leg drop on that already hurting neck. I heard her shriek, it must have hurt so I did another, and another. I went for the pin but she kicked out at 2. I got up quickly and dropped an elbow on her large chest. She rolled onto her stomach into the center of the ring. Your never supposed to do that, as that opens up submissions. I got on her back and put her in a camel clutch. The ref started asking her if she gives but she repeatedly said no. I knew she wouldn’t. I didn’t have the strength or leverage to get her to. After 30 seconds I released the hold.  I got up and could hear the crowd cheering. I don’t think they expected me to put up much of a fight. I walked around for a second and waved my hands and got a few more cheers. I saw Maya in the audience and she just shook her head no. Shit. I got distracted here. I need to get back to work. Grace was getting up. I grabbed her hair but in that second didn’t know what move to do next. I shouldn’t have been looking at the crowd. Suplex. Great move. I swung her arm over my head, grabbed the tights and lifted. Nothing happened. Tried again. Same result. I feel my tights being grabbed and suddenly I am upside down. I come crashing down. I sit up holding my lower back. That hurt. I go to get up but Grace is there already grabbing my hair.  She pushes me to one corner and before I knew it I was running to the other side. My back slams against the corner. Oufff. My back hurt a bit more. My hair was in front of my face a bit, and as I swung it back that’s when I felt like I was hit by a train. She ran to the corner and clothes line me. I fell to my knees and then flopped forward onto my stomach. My arms were at my side as I breathed heavily. Get up, I said to myself. I put my hands to my side to get up when I felt pulling at my hair. I was pushed against the ropes by my head and then swung to the other side. I ran full force, turned around and bounce off the ropes. I then locked eyes with Grace as she grabbed me and power bombed me. I was once again on my back with it screaming in pain. I arched my back up a bit to so it wasn’t on the ground. I locked eyes with the ref for a split second then I saw Grace large leg coming down and land on my neck. Now my neck was hurting. I could hear cheering but it was no longer for me. I rolled onto my stomach and that’s when Grace sat on my back and pulled my chin up. I was screaming in pain and could hear Grace telling me to just give up so the hurt will stop. I didn’t want to. The ref kept asking me if I give but between my screams I would say no. I couldn’t reach the ropes with my hands, but did manage to a get my foot on one. The ref started the count for Grace to release the hold. She had till 5 but she released it immediately. I grabbed my sore back but my hair was being pulled up. I got to my feet when I was suddenly being held in the air sideways. Then more pain on my back. I was spread apart on Grace’s knee after she dropped me with an over the knee back breaker. She shoved me off and I landed on my stomach. I was in so much pain. I didn’t know how I was going to reverse this. My hair was pulled up till I was on my knees. My head was soon between Gracie legs and I could feel her pulling my tights in. I was getting a partial wedgie. I was in no position to do anything about it. I was then upside down, and came crashing down on my head. Must have been a pile driver. I was so dizzy and rolled over once only to fall out of the ring. I feel into a seated position against the ring. A few seconds later I could hear the ref starting his count. I was so dizzy I couldn’t see straight. I kept blinking hoping my vision would improve. Some kid in the front was yelling at me to get my ass back in the ring so I can be finished off. I didn’t want to get back in. Wasn’t even sure I could. The ref was at a 6 count when I looked up and Grace was in front of me. She said something to the tune of let’s get ya back inside. Nobody wants to get counted out. With that I was picked up by my hair and bottoms, and was slid back into the ring. I rolled twice and had to be close to the center, still breathing heavy and not seeing straight. I heard the ref say 4 more minutes left so at least this will be over soon.  I was dragged up by my hair. I could tell it was taking me longer to get up. I punched Grace in the belly twice, but she didn’t budge so there must not have been much in those hits. I got a quick head butt for that. If Grace wasn’t holding onto my head I would have fallen over unconscious. My arms limp at my side I was dead weight standing there as Gracie held me by my hair.  Soon I was once again upside down. This was it. I was in no position to do anything. I wrapped my arms around her waist waiting for the tombstone to put me out. My eyes then closed as I hit the ring. I came to about 15 seconds later lying in the ring. I could hear lots of cheering. I assumed the crowd was cheering for Gracie as she must have pinned me. I could see the ref counting and looking at the ropes. Why was he doing that? I turned my head over and that when I saw Grace on the top rope. The match wasn’t over. She wasn’t done with me yet. I saw her leap and instantly knew the next thing I would be seeing would be the attendants carrying me on a stretcher. I felt the pain of the impact then everything then went black as I surely passed out cause of the pain.

I woke up to the attendants pushing the stretcher I was on to the back. I got the back and the medics looked into my eyes with a flashlight and asked if I could sit up. I was able to. They looked me over, told me I would be sore for a while but I was good to go.  I sat in the back regaining my strength for 10 min, took a shower, got changed and headed out of the locker. Maya was waiting for me.  She carried my bag to the car as I was sore as hell. She jokingly challenges me to a match in the morning. I laughed and it hurt a bit. As soon as she dropped me off, I went straight to bed. The next morning I woke up to a text from Grace. She thanked me for the match and apologized for that top rope splash. She knew I was finished after the tombstone but got caught up in the excitement of the audience as they yelled for one more move. She offered me a rematch if I wanted one someday, and offered to spar if I had an upcoming match with someone her size.  I told her know hard feelings, as she fought a fair fight. I told her once my skills against opponents of her size improve I would take her up on that rematch offer. Until then I prefer to avoid squash matches.

Grace’s story

My match with Erica was about to start. Even though I had a great time hanging out with her catching up the last two hours, I was here to win. I was a little surprised when Erica said she would compete against her. After posting on social media, Erica messaged me asking if I was down to compete with her. After quickly looking through Erica social media, I saw she was still the same size as high school. Even though Erica had a bit more experience, she would still be at a major disadvantage to her as she was much smaller. I very much liked Erica, but if she didn’t do her homework on me before saying she would compete, that is her mistake, and one that I would make her pay for. The bell rang

I circled the ring and locked up with Erica in the center. I notice her bend her knees to try to get leverage, but did the same and easily pushed her to the corner. As the ref said to break it up, I knew her midsection would be open as her arms where behind her head. With that I sent a hard knee to her gut. I heard a big “ouf” come out of her and decided to follow it up with a few chops. They echoed pretty loud. I grabbed her arm and swung her to the other corner, only she didn’t go. She held onto my arm to slingshot me, only stopped me mid ring as a knee hit me in the gut. It affected me a lot more than you would think as it was a surprise to me. I was down to my one knee and just as I got up I was being twisted and then fell to the matt. My neck was throbbing. She hit me with a perfect neck breaker. I was lying there holding my neck thinking this hurts and how did she get the upper hand on me when her thigh crashed onto my neck. I looked up kind to dazed as she dropped another one, and another. I choked and tried to roll over but she was top of me hooking my leg trying to get a quick 3 count. I kicked out at 2. I wasn’t going out that quick. I saw her get up and jump. Then an elbow hit my chest right in the center of my boobs. I rolled over in pain. I looked up and thought dam, I am in the center of the ring. What an amateur mistake. Always roll towards the ropes so you can’t be submitted. With that I felt Erica sit on my back and pull my neck up. I was in a camel clutch. The ref was asking me if I wanted to submit but in between grunts I said no. It hurt but not incredible pain. I don’t think she had the strength to submit me and I certainly wasn’t gonna pass out from this. I was slow to get up but was getting up. Not sure what Erica was doing, but I was ok with it as I started to recover. As I got to my feet my hair was grabbed to help me the rest of the way. She swung my arm over her head and then I felt her grabbed my spandex. She was going for a suplex. As she lifted I let my weight go dead for a split second. There was no way she had the strength to lift me. At that point I grabbed her bottoms and hoisted her into the air, and dropped back. She sat back arching her back. It was good to see her in pain now. Between that short break she gave me and her not being able to lift me I had recovered and was ready to do some damage. I grabbed her hair and pushed her to the corner. I quickly swung her to the other corner and saw her hit the corner. Her hair covered her face a bit. I quickly ran as fast as I could and just as she cleared her hair from her face smashed her with a clothesline line. I hit it on the mark. I could hear the audience go “oooo”. Erica fell to her knees and flat on her face. I was tempted to try and pin her now, but I was still a bit pissed at myself for letter her get the upper hand on me, and was gonna take it out on her now. I took a few breaths and Erica now had her arms on her side trying to push herself up. I grabbed a hand full of hair to help her up and keep her in a position I wanted. I pushed her against the ropes and swung her to the other side. She bounced off them and I looked into her glazed eyes just as I scooped her up and power bombed her.  Erica backed arch up from the pain before going back to the ground. That leg drop earlier stunned me so figured I would return the favor. My leg crashed on her neck and she chocked a bit before rolling over. Only she rolled the correct way towards the ropes. The crowd was cheering for more. I was soaking it all in. I quickly sat on Erica back, sunk in a camel clutch and she started to scream. The ref was asking if she wanted to give. I told her to give it up so the pain stops. Part of me wanted her to give as a win is a win and I very much like Erica, but part of me didn’t as I was getting in the groove of things. I had it sunk in deep and she would of had to give it she didn’t manage to get that foot on that bottom rope. I quickly released the hold. I am no cheater. I grabbed her hair and pulled her to the center of the ring. Her back must just be aching so bad. But this was wrestling. I picked her up and dropped her on my knee with a back breaker. I never like the look of agony on my friends faces when in a match, unless it’s against me. I pushed her off. Her back was hurting pretty bad, time to make her head hurt. I grabbed her hair to get her to her knees. I shoved her head between my legs and pulled her bottoms towards me. I hoisted her up and dropped her with a pile driver. She somehow rolled over and ended up rolling out of the ring. I was a little surprised by this. The ref got me to go to the other side of the ring as he started to count. I was tempted to just let her be counted out, but nobody likes to lose by count out. I had this match in control so bringing her back in and continuing sounded like a good idea. The crowd was chanting for me to get her. So I did. I hoped out and saw her leaning against the ring all dazed and squinting. The ref yelled at me to get the action back in the ring. I got close to Erica grabbed her hair and told her let’s finish ya off in the ring. Count outs are for pussies and your no pussie. I grabbed her bikini bottoms and shoved her hard into the ring so she would roll to the center. Once there I grabbed her hair and dragged her up. When she got to her knees that last piece of adrenaline I haven’t beaten out of her gave me two shots to the body. They didn’t have much on them. I gave her a quick head butt and her eyes rolled to the back of her head for a second. I held her head as she looked pretty limp. I then hoisted her upside down to prepare for a tombstone. The crowd was cheering me on. Erica even wrapped her arms around my waist, which was nice of her as it looked great in pictures.  I dropped her down and she lay motionless with her eyes closed. I got up and the ref told me to pin her already or he was going call it. I told him this was my first match on Friday night fights and I got one more crowd pleaser to do and then jt will be over. He agreed and just said make it quick. I climbed to the top rope. Everyone was cheering so loud for me. I loved it. I saw Erica lying there and then thought, fuck what am I doing. I don’t need to do this. This match is over a long time ago. The crowd yelled at me to do it. The ref said then said let’s go, end this. With that I jumped and flattened her. I really hope I didn’t break anything.  She laid there motion less as the crowd cheered and the ref counted to 3. The announcer announced that I had won and the ref held my hand up. He told me to climb the turnbuckle and wave to the crowd so I did just that. I turned around and saw them rolling Erica’s lifeless body to the stretcher and then wheel her away. With that it took one more wave to the crowd and the ref led me to the back locker room. I wanted to go to the one Erica was in but I had to go to a separate one. I told the ref I felt bad for the damage I did. He said don’t sweat it. He has seen much worse. She got in the ring with ya and this is part of business. He told me good luck and he looked forward to calling my matches in the future. With that I got changed and headed home.

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