Brother verses Sister Combat X
by Buzz Haywood buzzhaywood@yahoo.com
The Aftermath

Where we left off...
56 min./58 sec.; 31-14.) I slowly got back to my feet. (57:18) Lauren jumped
at me and pushed me in the corner getting in a few right hands. (57:47) Lauren
then got a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on me. She pinned me. 1-2-3! (58 min./48
sec.; 32-14.) I stood up again. Lauren hit me with a clothesline. She pinned
me again. 1-2-3! (59 min./07 sec.; 33-14.) Time was running out. I knew that.
We both knew that. Next thing I knew she hit me with a dropkick. (59:18)
Lauren appled an anklelock. I wanted to hold on. (59:27) I tried to fight it.
But I couldn't. I signaled my submission. (59 min./49 sec.; 34-14.) From the
anklelock she got me into a pin. 1-2-3! (59 min./52 sec.; 35-14.) I returned
to my feet just in time for the bell to ring. (1:00:00)

"You're winner, and the Iron Sibling at a score of thirty-five to fourteen, at
one hour, the fabulous and beautiful, Lauren Haywood!" announced the ring
announcer. I was exhausted. But so was she. We've now had 316 matches. She's
won 310 of those matches and I've only won 6 of them.


The referee made sure I was okay. I was exhausted and found my way
limping towards Lauren. Boy, I was in pain. Big time. She stood there,
victorious, not certain of why I was approaching her. I know stood face
to face with her again. I extended my hand. She looked at it. She accepted
it. We shook hands. The audience cheered. I raised Lauren's hand in victory.
Then, Lauren and I hugged. As her ring music played I decided to walk out
to let her celebrted.

"Buzz, are we okay now?" she asked.
"I love you, Lauren," I said.
Tears formed in my eyes and hers. Annie came over to us. She congradulated
Lauren and comforted me. Suddenly, Randall walked over. He was grinning.

"Man, you're one and final opportunity to prove yourself a man and you get
beaten by your little sister again," he said, "man, you're so pathetic!!!!"
Lauren kicked Randal right where it counts. Man, he was in pain. So I punched
him in the stomach. Next, Lauren punched him right in the jaw. Randal fell down. 
Then for good messure, I kicked him. Then I kicked him again. Both Lauren and
Annie thought it was enough. So we all walked out together. 

As we were prepared to leave, several people, a lot of them who had laughed at me in
the past, said they were very happy that Lauren and I were friends again, the way a
brother and sister should be. We both thanked them. We talked for a long time that night,
all the time we lost over this feuding. It got late so I slept on her couch. In the
morning, while breakfast was being made, the bell rang. Lauren told me to get it. I saw that
it was Randal, but still opened it. Randal looked at me with a confused look on his face.
"Did you spend the night here?" he asked suspiciously. 
"Yes, I did. Why?" I responded.
"Does Annie know?" asked Randal.


"Buzz, who is it?" Lauren called from the kitchen. 
"It's Randal," I said.
"So does Annie know?" Randal asked again.
"Know what?" I responded. 
Lauren showed up.
"What do you want, Randal?" she asked.
"I wanted to save our relationship, but I see that I'm too late," he said, "you've obviously
moved on."
"With who, exactly?" asked Lauren.
Randal looked over at me. 
"What's your problem?" I asked him.
"Dammit, Buzz, she is your sister," Randal screamed.
"He knows this already," Lauren added.
"What's your point, man?" I asked him. 
"I knew Lauren was angry, but of all people, of all the men, I lose her to her big brother," 
Randal blurted out.

Lauren and I looked at each other confused. 
"Wait! You think..." she started to say. 
"Get your head out of the gutter," I said. 
"Oh, you mean I was wrong?" he asked. 
"Good-bye, Randal!" Lauren said.
"Can we please speak privately?" asked Randal.


"Make it quick," she demmanded. They walked off to talk. I was thinking how lucky I was. No more
problems with me and Lauren. She was more than a kid sister. She was, is, my best friend. So what
if she can kick my ass? Big deal. Not her fault. Randal said his farewells and walked away.
"What was that all about?" I asked. 
"I have a match," she replied.
"A match with who?" I asked. 
"Against Randal," she said. 
I smiled. "I know you'll be able to handle yourself." We hugged. 


Two weeks later they had their wrestling match. The bell rang. She immediately kicked him in the gut and
sent him down, head first. She then cradled him. One... Two... Three! In only nine seconds, Lauren won. After the
match, Randal begged Lauren to take him back. He even appologized to me. She said she'd think about it. 
Randal respected her decesion. Lauren and I along with Annie celebrated. Things were good. Life was back on
track.