The Great Wall

Bonnie could only shake her head as Jocelyn insulted Yi Lan. It was just sad to hear and watch.

"Damn shame. You ain't know how good you got it." Bonnie muttered with clear disappointment in her voice. This chick was thickheaded. Nothing she could do about that, but what about this Yi Lan girl? Same case scenario, thickheaded.

She swiftly turned to face Yi Lan as she touched her shoulder and pleaded that she release Jocelyn, to stop hurting her. All before hearing some sappy stuff that would normally make Bonnie well up like she was were watching the notebook again... But in reality, she was just plain pissed!

Her hand collided with her forehead. "I ain't gonna just let her go! She ain't to be trusted... AND YOU! How dense you be, man? Better SHE beat you than I beat her? This chick who just puts ya down and talks to you like you ain't shit ta' her? You bout as looney as-" Bonnie began to say before she was suddenly reminded of a situation in the past! The epiphany making her eyes go wide, her jaw dropping as she pointed at Yi Lan, all while the weight of her leg would accidentally increase on Jocelyn to push her flat to the ground.

"...Y-You... You have S-Stockholm Syndrome!" Bonnie stammered as she pointed accusingly to Yi Lan.

"Pft. You wastin yer' time! Ain't you heard all the crap I said before? She and Allison get their jollies off hurtin' people. They aren't here for the sport of Wrestlin', they are here to hurt people. You should just accept that." Bonnie said sternly, though she honestly did have a feeling that this girl was either extremely blind, naive, or under the influence of Jocelyn. It had to be the latter. Who in their right mind would WANT to defend this type of person? She was so foul.

Even as Yi Lan denied what Bonnie had said towards her, Bonnie more or less felt there was no convincing the girl. Whatever convictions she had, they were all in Yi Lan's head and her's alone.

"Bah. You make me feel like the bad guy... And I ain't! I'm doin' whats right! Either way this ain't over by a long shot... But tell ya what stutters, If you can tell me where I can find, Allison Watson, I'll gladly take off without a hitch."

"Words! Use WORDS, Kid!" Bonnie shouted. She doubted the broken, stuttering was anything but a lack of knowing english. She would give Heather a run for her money in terms of stuttering.

"SPA!? That woman has a spa!?" Of all things, a spa!? She doesn't run the center of 'how to be a huge bitch' control? "That's... "That's just batshit... I'm sorry. It is." Bonnie stated as she shook her head, she had NEVER been to a gay ass girlie spa. But she didn't care if that's what she needed to do to beat the ever living narcissistic tar out of that bitches face!

"...Fine." Bonnie said in a stern manner, quickly jumping off of Jocelyn and getting some distance between the two, putting her guard up, one arm resting above her waist and the other in front of her chest, keeping her eyes locked on Jocelyn the whole time.

Rather than pay attention like she should have, Bonnie's first reaction to Yi Lan's next statement was... "You can talk!" She declared loudly before seeing the Chinese girl explain that she went there to get her haircut and her nails done. Bonnie saw the 'handiwork' on Yi Lan and just gave a small nod, she never did girly things like that. Fixing her hair was good enough. For her anyway.

Meanwhile, the Texan eyed Jocelyn who looked as pathetic as ever clinging and tugging on Yi Lan like a child begging their mom to buy that neat new toy. The sight just made Bonnie give a frustrated sigh as she was pretty much tired of all this bull involving Jocelyn and Yi Lan. While she felt Yi Lan was certainly kind, Bonnie believed she was way too naive for her own good, so much that it frustrated her. She just wanted out of here and seemed to be close to doing that as Yi Lan pulled out her cell and was about to flash the address to Bonnie before... *Whap!* the phone was slapped right out of her hands!


"OH FER PETE'S SAKE!!!" Bonnie growled, losing her patience as she watched Jocelyn just slap the phone and cover it like a grenade about to explode. "Get off! Lemme see that!" Bonnie cried as she dove at Jocelyn and tried to pry her hands under her body and try to yank the damn thing free from her grip!