Becoming Julia Braddock (3)

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We open outside of the a mental ward...an undisclosed mental ward where one Julia Braddock has been kept. Glory Braddock stands there just outside the front doors with none other than the unusual psychiatrist Gwen, the woman who has been helping Glory’s sister Julia this entire time, the entire duration of her stay at the sanitarium. The pair are watching expectantly with reporters, journalists, and photographers gathered around. This media presence is all Glory Braddock’s doing. She wants to ensure that the entire world sees just how good of a sister she has been...even if that is a bold faced lie…

“I believe you will like the results, Ms. Braddock.” Gwen says, leaning in to whisper into Glory’s ear. Glory whispers back.

“For your sake I hope they are. I paid good money for results and if I don’t get them then you can expect me to pull the funding for all of your precious research.” Braddock’s threat causes Gwen to gulp and nod her head. She can only hope and pray that this will work out. Gwen, too, is taking a huge risk. She knows what Glory wants but she also knows what her job as a psychiatrist is; and she has went above and beyond to legitimately help Julia, not just con her into making the deal Glory wanted her to make. Now how will Julia respond?

The answer is coming soon. The doors open and guards come out, escorting Julia Braddock outside. Julia stands in between Gwen and her sister Glory. Immediately Glory beams with pride as she gazes upon her sister. “Gwen tells me you have made significant progress...Chastity? Is that it? Or is it Julia?”

“Julia.” She answers quietly. “My name is Julia Alexis Braddock.” With that said Gwen hands Julia the document, the document she has seen several times over the past month since her lockup following Resurrection. It is the document that legally changes her name back to her birth name, back to Julia Alexis Braddock. Julia could have signed it and left after one day in the mental ward but she refused. The refusal was not out of principle or pride, but because she knew that she did need help. She had become a monster and burned bridges, destroying friendships. She had no idea who she needed to be...still doesn’t...but she knew she didn’t need to be that monster Mason Van Stanton had created. So she remained in the mental ward until she got the help she felt she needed. Only now does she feel confident enough to leave the confines of this awful place. She takes a pen offered to her and signs the document, making everything official.

“Is there anything you would like to say to the media, Julia?” Glory asks with a sickeningly sweet tone of voice. Glory is a great actress and the media is buying what she’s selling but Julia knows better. She knows what her sister wants.

“Yes...I would like to thank you, Glory, for everything you have done to help me through this difficult time. Your support means the world to me.” The sisters share a close embrace before walking over to a waiting limousine, all the while photographs take pictures. Julia enters the back seat first followed by her sister Glory.

The British Bombshell sat there next to attorney Robert Odom in the long, narrow compartment with two leather seats facing each other, a fully stocked bar, and a TV screen. It was nothing like a car at all - she was glad that the windows, like the driver's glasses, were darkened. Nobody was able to see in. Nobody could see them as they did their business. Julia sits down across from Glory and the attorney. The limousine starts and begins to drive away. It is only after Julia sees the mental ward fading away in the distance does she turn to face her older sister and glare angrily at her.

“So may I speak freely?”

“Always.”

“I’m not sure how true that is.” Julia remarks. “Back there I had a script.”

“Yes but media was present. Here all you have is me and my attorney, and believe me, Bob won’t say anything, will you?”

Attorney Robert Odom shakes his head. Julia rolls her eyes. “Fine...I want you to know that everything you have done is complete and utter bullshit! You put me in a mental ward and for what? What reason? Just to maintain power in Global Championship Wrestling, that’s what!”

“I hate that you think that way, Julia, but you are mistaken.” Glory shakes her head. “You are Julia Braddock and yet you ran around calling yourself Chastity Noel, you thought you were Aphrodite’s daughter, you needed serious mental help. I got you that help. You’re welcome.”

“Yeah, and if my memory serves me weren’t you also calling her your mother? Hell, she was more of a mother to us than Mary Ford ever was!”

“Mary Ford is our biological mother, Julia, no matter what we may think of her.”

“Whatever.” Julia points a finger angrily at Glory. “Just know this, payback is a bitch and you will get yours eventually, you and Mason both!”

“And you know this, Julia, I do not want to hear any more of this Noel business from you. Ever. Aphrodite can be a friend, a close ally, but that is all. And if you do claim the Noel name again or try to take out public vengeance upon me for what I have done to you then I will have you locked up again and you will never see the light of day. As for Mason Van Stanton…” Glory smirks “...I do not particularly like him anyway, feel free to go to war with him. Destroy him. Take your frustrations out on him. But leave me out of this.”

“Leave you of this?” Julia chuckles with a dose of sarcasm. “You are already involved. You caused all of this. I gave you what you wanted back there, I am going to give you what you want right now and promise you no immediate retribution...at least not from me...but if you think that what you have done will not have consequences then think again! Karma exists, Glory, and karma is a bitch!”

“Karma, I know. What goes around comes around, right?” Glory smirks devilishly. “Well, I’ll worry about that when the time comes. Just be grateful that you have a job with Global Championship Wrestling.”

“I’m not grateful towards you for anything. But I am thankful to have my job...the rest of the Shotgun roster may not be grateful when they find out I’ve returned and Mason Van Stanton damn sure won’t be happy to learn that I am back!”

“And like I said, take your frustrations out on Van Stanton. But this public war between us has to end…”

“For your sake or mine? Or both?” Julia demands.

“Mine. You? I don’t really care what you do from here on out with your life so long as you live up to the Braddock name. Make our father proud, Julia.”

“Yeah, I’ll make him proud...something you haven’t been doing in a long ass time…”

The British Bombshell rears back and slaps Julia across her face. There is silence the rest of the car ride...