Some time last week....
Weird couple of weeks I guess you could say. A little while ago, I was in a cage, I remember that much clearly. I remember landing on my head not long after, I so not remember jumping up in the air and nailing Aleksei with the.... the erm.... my finisher thing. I vaguely remember Despayre looking at me confused as I pointed down at a fallen Koji. I barely remember after the match, Casey saying "You took a bad fall there, are you ok?" and I remember Synn just staring at me after that. Since that day in Japan, my mind has been a little sketchy about everything around. I saw a specialist in Japan who said I could be sitting on a concussion time bomb, another saying the landing could have seriously damaged my neck enough to end my career.... would that be such a bad thing at this point
Pause
Ok, that sounded a little like I don't care about myself.... lately, I haven't really, lately I could happily blow myself up and really not give a flying fuck. Why you ask? I mean I'm Gabriel, I got it all right now, money, fame, cars, hot wife.... wait, not wife, we're not married, right? Sorry, my mind is a little patchy, she feels like my wife in a good way, but girlfriend, hot girlfriend, everything people strive for, I got it before I hit thirty. Have you ever heard the term about going out on a high? This would be me going out on a high. People wanna end their careers on a high, title belt, all the other x's that they want to define them. Fuck title highs, I just wanna go out while I got more than a piece of gold, I wanna head out on a high, does it get higher than this?
Pause
Don't worry, not gonna do something seriously stupid, but I no longer fear pushing the limits one more time. If bad shit happens, bad shit happens. Not gonna worry about it, although I get the feeling the guy next to me may have some serious issues with bad shit happening
I turn my head, looking at Synn as we sit in a very expensive looking hospital in London, England.
They sent me here to see a specialist.... bet you're wondering why Synn is here and Odette isn't? Show in Australia, makes sense for Odette to do a lot of the promo work for that show, it's her country, she'll be all over the place hyping the show because people listen to her. So there's Odette in Australia right now, and I'm sitting in a doctors office in London with Synn. Despy is here too, Shane and Fantasia are keeping him busy outside. Synn didn't want him here in case of bad news.
I listen to music through one earphone listening to the tones of Nickelback's song Lullaby playing
"So just give it one more try
To a lullaby
And turn this up on the radio
If you can hear me now
I'm reaching out
To let you know that you're not alone
And you can't tell
I'm scared as hell
Cause I can't get you on the telephone
So just close your eyes
Well honey here comes a lullaby
Your very own lullaby"
Synn knocks the earpiece out of my ear, forcing me to look at him.
I was listening to that!
"You may wanna consider taking this one a little bit more seriously Gabriel" Synn tells me.
I look at him with a raised eyebrow and a shake of my head.
"Head injuries are nothing to brush off" Synn starts "Head injuries have ended a lot of careers in this business out of nowhere, and we wouldn't want yours to be finished with one"
"Synn" I start "It doesn't matter if the career is done. I haven't even got a month left on my contract in SCW. I only signed for a year remember? and my year is up. If the career is heading to the shit heap, SCW woulda got out of me what they signed me for. A year of work, a year of crazy stunts, a year of using my Vegas stature to get people in. Can't say I didn't give them all they asked for"
Synn taps his fingers on the doctors desk as we both wait for the doctor to appear.
"You're really considering walking away from SCW?" Synn asks
"Yep" I reply casually "It's not like SCW hasn't helped me, I mean tag gold with Despy, first ever heavyweight champion, obviously meeting Odette has made it to the list on why SCW has helped me, but it's changed"
"How so?" Synn asks
"So many dicks in SCW now, coming in demanding title shots without working for it." I reply with a shrug "Who likes these dicks anyway?"
Synn opens his mouth but I raise my finger
"Yes Synn" I start with an eye rolling moment "I know you like dicks"
"I love double meanings sometimes" Synn says with a smile and wink
"Here's the issue. One year ago, SCW was full of workers, people willing to work hard to get what they wanted, but now, cry babies, cheats, people demanding shit instead of just getting on with what they're paid to do. SCW today is shit compared to what it was, no work ethic anymore, just people crying for shots instead of working for it." I tell Synn "Now might be the time to disappear"
"I hope you don't mean that literary" Synn says with an icy stare
Erm.... ok, yes, I have thought about disappearing for a while. Certain people have made coming to work little less desirable. It's does not take a rocket scientist to work out that the sins haven't been on Twitter much lately, because people have drawn the fun out of it. Walking in to work and looking them in the eye thinking "You are a fucking idiot. Have you ever heard the phrase it's better to be quiet and be thought of as an idiot, than open your mouth and remove all doubt?" I keep repeating that in my head because a lot of my co workers are idiots. No one cares about what you're eating, seriously! This makes coming to work a little more difficult because I know I'm working with idiots. Having to look these people in the eye is becoming harder by the day because they are idiots.... The vain people will think that statement is about them and go on a rant or post silly little see through tweets. I would call Vegas and bet on the first person to think it's about them, but the odds will be shorter than a Mexican midget. Simple thing is, work isn't fun anymore because some people have ruined it and they will cause the downfall of SCW.
"I don't know Synn" I reply slowly
"I know you well Gabriel but I never had you down for being a selfish bastard" Synn replies
"Excuse me?" I reply turning to Synn with a raises brow
"You heard me" Synn replies firmly "You wanna just up and leave, walk away from SCW"
"People have ruined SCW for me and others" I respond "People have had enough of SCW because other people have destroyed the fun for them"
"People have not had enough of SCW" Synn corrects me "Admitting, things are different and I admit, there are a lot of.... interesting characters now, but because of those you're making the people close to you suffer"
"How do you work that out?" I ask
"Well you want to disappear because of these people you don't like" Synn says.
"Kinda" I reply "I can't see me wanting to work with them and sooner or later, it will happen."
"Yet you don't see you'll be walking away from everyone. Joshua, Rage, Kittie, Shane, Fantasia.... me" Synn says "And you'll be walking away from Odette too.... also your friends, Casey, Spike, Melody, people you do sit there and have fun with"
"Hold up there. I will not be walking away from anyone, I will be still around sort of, just away from so many things. If people want me, I won't be hard to find." I say "But I won't abandon everything"
"Your time with Odette will go out of the window" Synn reminds me "Your contract might be almost ever but hers is not."
Ok, the devil looking bastard had a point. The last week, I haven't seen Odette, heard from her twice because she's been busting her arse in Australia trying to build this show up. To say I was angry and a little hurt would be an understatement. I have been a miserable fuck because I feel like I need to hear from her every day. There's a reason I didn't do relationships before she came along. I like feeling like someone cares. Since we said I love you, time together has been a little limited. It's got to me a lot, because I want this woman to be a huge part of my future. One day I wanna be laying in bed with her, to be disturbed by our children charging in on Christmas morning.... sappy shit I know, but when I feel that much about someone, I wanna hear from them a lot. Maybe if I do step away and disappear, those dreams may fade away. I don't see her enough as it is
Before I can vocalize anything, the doctor walks in the room, holding a file in his hand. He walks around the desk and sits in front of myself and Synn.
"Gabriel" The doctor starts "We've checked out the brain scans and seen there is no long term damage. We expect the short term memory loss is only temporary. We do however think you may have a delayed concussion. Taking in to consideration your chosen professions, we would strongly recommend that you take at least a month, to six weeks off from both. If this concussion gets worse due to in ring action or stunts, it may end your wrestling career and leave you with permanent headaches and potential brain damage"
Synn looks at me
"I'll call Christian, tell him to take you off all shows" Synn says, reaching in to his pocket
I raise my hand
"No" I say quickly "I'm going to Australia and I'm going to wrestle. I've seen the card, I'm going to talk to Christian about amping this match up a little bit"
"You don't seem to understand" the doctor interrupts "One blow to the head and you could suffer serious brain damage, leaving you open to strokes, which you don't need me to tell you what that can cause"
"I'm sorry doc" I start slowly "I have a huge match in Australia shortly, there's no way in hell I'm missing this one"
I stand up
"This thing has been building for a long time and there's nowhere else I'm gonna be. I will be in that match, I will be taking risks, taking chances and kicking some serious arse. Sorry doc" I reply with a shrug
I walk towards the door.
"Gabriel" Synn says firmly
I turn back to Synn
"Sorry Synn" I reply quickly "But I will not walk from that match, I will be in Australia and I will be in that match, I will be in there doing all I can to walk out with the win."
I walk out the door, shutting it behind me but immediately bumping in to Despayre.
"Heeeeeeeey" Despayre says excitedly "What did the doc say?"
"I'm all good" I tell Despayre "Good to go!"
"Going might be a good idea" Despayre says with a nod.
A noise of clashing metal sounds behind a door. Despayre looks at me innocently, getting a shrug
"Probably a very good idea" I say as we walk off down the corridor.
A few seconds later, Synn walks out of the doctors office at the same time as a man dressed in surgical robes stumbles past him with a bedpan.
"Damn it Shane" Synn mumbles "You only have to keep him busy for half an hour"
Synn reaches in to his pocket, pulling out a phone as the scene fades out.
Yesterday....
Long plane journeys always gives me a lot of time to think. Sometimes I just pass out if it's been a long stressful week, but there's only been two things on my mind, kicking the daylights out of Sean Williams, mostly because he tries to give it the respect thing, but I see through that. He's more like a window, you see everything with him, and of course, the love of my life, Odette.
I sigh
Odette means a lot to me, it's clear but these last couple of weeks, what with her losing the title, and with her being in Australia, me being in England, it's been hard. I can't help but think things feel slightly different with us. I always said distance means nothing, I love her, England to Australia, there is nothing that's gonna change the way I feel about her, but is that only one way? I trust her as much as I possibly can but work.... ah work is keeping us apart. Don't get me wrong, it was a smart thing to do to have our only Aussie in SCW pick up all the promo work in her homeland, but I don't want an emotional distance between us. She's been busy, she's been busting her arse over there and I know I haven't been her number one priority this week. Not saying I should have been but I guess I just miss her a lot. We used to speak everyday, now with all this work, it's when we can. I know it will be different when this plane lands, but I hate missing her.
I look at the seat next to me as Despayre come bouncing back in to it, sitting down, clutching Angel in his fingers as we sit in first class on the flight back to Australia
Don't worry Sean, haven't forgot about you, I got lots to talk about concerning you, you can just go back to my shadow right now, like a good little boy
"Are we in Australia yet?" Despayre asks me "I wanna see some kangaroos and cola bears"
"You mean koala bears?" I reply
"That's what I said, cola bears" he says seriously
"Not there yet" I reply "We've been on this flight for a long time now so it shouldn't be too much longer I don't think. You should ask Synn how long it will be"
"He's sleeping" Despayre replies "And Shane and Fantasia have disappeared. Uncle Rage went back to America, Auntie Kittie is at home waiting for the stalk to bring her little kitten so I came to ask you."
"Why not ask Angel?" I say to Despayre
"You know he likes to drink on long flights" Despayre replies "He said he had a meeting with his buddies Jack and Jim earlier and came back in this mess"
I glance my eyes down on the little table in front of me where Angel is laying across it.
"I'm gonna go find out how long we got left on this thing" Despayre says "Look after Angel and don't wake him, he's a mean drunk"
I nod as Despayre stands up.
"Despy" I call out "Don't go pressing random buttons"
"Pfft!" Despayre says back "It's what they're there for"
Despayre wanders off as I try to think of a logical response, but a woman sit next to me.
"Hi" she says with an Australian accent. "Are you Gabriel?"
"Yeah, do you want an autograph or something" I reply
"No" she says "I'm Steph Hartley, I'm a journo for an Australian sports magazine. I've been following SCW on tour since the start and had no luck at getting any kind of interview from anyone. Is there any chance we could do an interview here?"
"Usually all my interviews have to go through SCW or Synn, but he's asleep, so sure." I reply "Is this a personal life interview or wrestling interview?"
"Both if that's ok" Steph says softly
"Sure" I reply
Steph quickly pulls a recording device out of her purse and puts it near Angel's head.
"Don't wake the bear" I say with a smile "He's a mean drunk"
Steph looks at me curiously but quickly shakes her head and moves on.
"I'll make this as quick as possible for you, I don't wanna take up too much of your time" she says.
I nod and look at her, waiting for question one.
"You were one of the first to sign up for SCW almost a year ago, what brought you to that decision?" She asks
"Well it had been a while since I was in a ring. Synn came to me with the offer and I looked it over. It was a good deal for a start up federation and depending on success, there was and now is a better contract waiting for me if I want it" I start "When SCW started, no one knew if it was a long term thing or short so I signed a month with a staff option to push it to a year if SCW took off and it did"
"How has your life changed since that initial contract signing?" She asks
"It's changed a lot" I reply "I'd never met Rage before I signed with SCW. I had heard of a lot of these people but never run across them before so it was nice to have a new challenge to get my teeth in to around new people, and of course my personal life changed a lot since then too"
"When you met Odette Ryder?" Steph says with a smile
"Of course" I say smiling back "Meeting Odette was a highlight of my last year here"
"How did that happen?" the next question comes through
"Mostly the way you saw it on TV" I reply "I had a thing for her from the second I met her. Instantly felt a connection to her, instantly knew I wanted to be with her. Hard to explain but sometimes things just feel right and as soon as I met her, I knew she was the woman I wanted to spend my life with. At the time, I had no idea she felt the same and the rest you saw unfold. People can say it's all a soap opera but it's not, it's how it really happened"
"And now you two have grown a lot closer" Steph comments
"We have and I'm happy, I hope she is too." I reply "People think it's all on screen stuff but it's not, Odette is my girlfriend, she is the woman I'm in love with. I know where I want this relationship to go"
"She's a lucky woman" Steph says with a sigh.
"More like I'm a lucky man"
Steph smiles at me
"You're coming to Australia to wrestle" She states
"I am" I reply
"Once again against Sean Williams" Steph continues "Does it get boring of wrestling the same guy over and over?"
"Not really" I reply thoughtfully "In general no, wrestling is fine, I never have an issue beating someone. I do get board of Sean's little act though. The 'it's all about respect' thing is a lie. Every chance he gets, it's cheap little 'shots' as he likes to call them. The 'shots thrown' Twitter thing is getting stupid, the fact that him and his little group have to constantly gang attack, it's boring. Here's an exclusive, a month ago, I spoke to Christian Underwood and Mark Ward about keeping me away from this guy, no more booking against him, not because of fear because I beat him constantly, but because he bored the hell out of me. He constantly sounds like a broken record repeating stuff, throwing insults, the same old tired insults, gang attacking people cause he wants to feel part of a group. It worked my last nerve and I asked to walk away from this rivalry as soon as but I got asked to continue it to here"
"It's been made public knowledge because of Twitter that this is Sean's last match in SCW" She says
"Don't believe a word out of his mouth. Hell he'll read this article, instantly run to Twitter and start that stupid shots thrown shit again, even though he claims it's all about respect. If it was, he's go there and say well done, but no, he'll throw a hidden tweet and bitch about something" I reply "I hope to god this is his last match, I hope that after this match, he walks out of SCW and never comes back. Hope he takes his little crew and the drama with him. Whenever there's any Twitter bullshit, he seems to be the one at the center of it. People have blocked him or not gone on Twitter because of him because they NEVER buy the shit he sells. He says it's his last match, everyone in the SCW locker room prays it's his last match, but no one believes it will be"
"Wow" Steph says a little taken back "Is he really that unpopular?"
"He's not overly popular because no one can trust him, he's like a snake. Once this is done, I know I will refuse to work with him again, put it that way" I say "He was redeeming himself, taking of respect then insults me in a less then respectful way, he insults his exs son.... yeah, that's respectful too, then plays the victim."
I shake my head then talk in a mocking tone
"Oh, he started it, he talked about my lifestyle and drugs, he's the bad guy." I shake my head again but talk normally "No, he's the bad guy for doing them and trying to make it look cool on TV, to force young people to think it's the cool thing to do. He could be the reason why most countries are in a slump, because people like him go on TV and promote drugs and drag the youth of the world in to believing these false showings. He targeted me cause I had the balls to call him out on it, others wanted to, I did."
"So you mean he doesn't respect you?" Steph asks
"He doesn't respect anyone, not even himself. He has no dignity, he's probably reading this with his phone in his hand, ready to cry to random internet people." I say sarcastically "The point was I wanted to help him, then the copious amounts of shit started flying from his mouth and things changed. He become a complete and utter dick, be glad to have this over and done with on Sunday so hopefully, he keeps his word and pisses off to another federation to bore them lot with his bullshit and lies. Sadly, with him hard to believe, looks like SCW will be stuck with him, but I won't be dealing with him"
Before another question can be asked, the plane drops down, causing drinks to be flung around the cabin. A voice crackles over the announcement system.
"This is captain Despy speaking, we will be landing in Australia in...." Despy pauses "Hey! Get off me!"
"Give me back the...." Another voice crackles out "Oh my god! He bit me! The damn thing bit me!"
"Hey!" Despayre's voice is heard saying "I'm not a thing!"
"God dammit he bit me again!" the second voice is heard yelling.
I look across the aisle to see Synn wide awake and starting at me, a cold look in his eyes. I quickly look at Steph, raising a finger
"Who's turn is it?" Synn asks from across the aisle
I raise a finger and look at Steph.
"Excuse me for a second" I say as I stand up
Steph nods at me as I charge off towards the cockpit
"Times like these that makes me wish Margaret was here." Synn says sleepily "She thinks I make this shit up!"
The scene fades out as Synn yawns and closes his eyes once more
Earlier today....
The fans, the life blood of this game, without them, we're nothing. Who the hell are we when no one wants to watch us? Did you ever think about the billions of anonymous people all around the world who's names we do not know? I mean when you look in to a crowd on a busy day in any city in the world, do you know anyone's name? Nope. When you're in the arena talking to fans, do you know their names? Nope. When you're sitting in the ring after being dropped with a heavy move, your head's a bit all over the place and you look at the person closest in the sea of fans, do you know their name? Nope, but they know who you are, they pay to see you when you're performing, because you have something to offer them, a few hours out of their lives to come watch you do what you do best to impress. They make us who we are, they make us be stars. It's why we find ourselves doing all this promotional work. When a wrestler goes back to their hometown at the end of the day to get a few days off, we never REALLY get a few days off, we're always doing other stuff. In England getting the head checked out, Synn, Despayre, Shane and Fantasia all signed autographs in London for the fans. Without them, we mean jack shit. A lot of wrestlers don't want to believe that, but they're in denial.
A typical convention center is seen where the Australian fans can come and meet the superstars they've seen on TV over the last year, but it's clear to see who the most popular is, as a line of people wait in front of Australia's own Odette Ryder. A long line bustle through as the beautiful Australian signs pictures and pose with her for snap shots. I stand looking at her from behind, her smiling face looking away from me as I hold a huge bunch of flowers in my arms, just watching. A SCW security guard approaches me, resting his meaty hand on my shoulder, I look around to see him.
"Hey Gabriel" He says with a cheery smile "We didn't expect to see you here"
"Hello Pete" I reply "I wasn't expecting to be here, but that plane moved a lot faster when Despy got at the controls"
"Oh no" Pete says with a laugh and a shake of his head "Was it your turn or Synn's turn to stop him this time"
"Mine" I reply "I told him Angel had woke up from his drunkenness and needed some aspirin"
"That bear likes drinking on those long flights" Pete says, as if the actions of Despayre and Angel are relatively normal "Does Ms Ryder know you're here?"
"No" I replied "she thinks she's picking me up in an hour at the airport"
"Explains why she's been looking at her watch for the last twenty"
I look over towards Odette, signing her name for what could have been the hundredth time and glancing at her watch. She looks up to sign another.
"She was meant to leave here a while ago" Pete starts "But she doesn't wanna disappoint the fans. We stopped fans lining up half hour ago, but looks like she only have a few left"
"If you call ten a few" I reply
"There's been hundreds today" Pete says 'matter of factly'
I nod in approval of Odette's popularity
It's Australia, it's her home town, she's not wrestling the show but she'll be on it, I'm pretty sure of that. This woman is gonna get the biggest cheer of the night, just because of who she is. SCW's most popular bombshell. So she doesn't have that title anymore, just a matter of time before she does have that title once more.
I watch the last few people filter in front of her, knowing she has that smile on her face. I wait patiently for her to get down to the last one.
"Go get her" Pete says to me with a wink as Odette signs the last persons picture.
Odette sits back in her chair, a sigh of relief clearly heard from her direction as some of the crowd just stand watching her. I walk out behind her and place the flowers on the table in front of her as some fans look at me and gasp.
"Hello gorgeous" I say behind her.
Odette sits up straight in her chair, tilting her head back as I look down on her. I lean down and kiss her upside down on the forehead and a huge smile breaks out on her face. I step back, as she fires herself straight up to her feet, avoiding a clash of heads, and she spins around to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck as I lean down to put my arms around her waist, lifting her off her feet. Odette holds me tightly
I missed this a lot. Just being with her in some way seems to make the times I'm angry about not being with her, melt away in to nothing
I put Odette back down on her own two feet and move my head towards her neck, kissing it softly.
Not trying to get freaky in front of the fans, but she's holding me pretty damn tight here and I haven't seen her for what feels like an eternity. I don't want this kind of distance again, EVER!
Odette releases her unintended choke hold on me, enough to move her head around and kiss me firmly on the lips, her hand under my long hair and massaging my neck. A few of the crowd wolf whistle and snap photos of us two, but the feeling of the rest of the world fading out kicks in. My hands run lower down her back
I know, I know, can't grope, fans watching, internet wll explode with the news in minutes.
She pulls away from me for a second before kissing me shortly once more and moving her hands to my cheek
"What did the doctors say baby, are you ok?" She asks, half excited to see me, half concerned at what she can be told.
"I'm ok. My shoulder should be fine, no damage. My neck was a bit compressed after the fall but no need for surgery on that, and my head is..." I pause to pick the right words. "well it's ok. I mean nothing permanent as such, but just need to be a little slower then usual for the next couple of days but I'll be ok."
"Maybe Christian can move that match for over here and we can find some other stuff to do" Odette says with a wink.
She runs her finger down my chest, but I catch her hand and kiss her knuckles
"I gotta end this shit with Sean for good" I say softly "He's been a pain in the arse for so long now, he's made things less fun for us interacting with fans on Twitter, he seems to suck the life out of everything he goes near. Once I finish this one, we finally get to get away from him and his silly little crew. I'll be putting in a request to keep me away from him, the guy is taking away my motivation in SCW and with my contract up in a few weeks and all..."
Odette nods at me slowly, but a smile quickly pops back on her face.
"Maybe he'll keep his word this time and go after the show and not come back" Odette says smiling.
"I hope so but I doubt it, when has anything he ever said on Twitter been true?" I ask
"You have a point" She says frowning "But let's not worry about that, you're here baby! You have no idea how much I wanted you here"
"I think I do considering you haven't let go of me yet" I reply
"I'm never letting go of you" She says putting her head on my chest.
I lift my hands, running my fingers through her long dark hair.
Not ever hearing me complain about that, she's my baby, wouldn't want her letting me go, not now, not ever.
"Good sweetheart" I whisper "I got you these"
I reach down and pick up the flowers, holding them up to the side of her. Odette turns her head.
"They're beautiful" She says smiling
"So are you" I whisper in her ear.
Odette smiles at me and kisses me behind the flowers, with a quick peck.
"Being as you're here early" Odette says with a wink "maybe we should go home we should go home. I think we have enough time to spend some time together before meeting my family"
Odette takes me by the hand and leads me towards the curtain.
"Ah baby" She starts "I left my sunglasses on the table, I'll be back"
I hand her the flowers.
"I'll go get them, see you outside in five?" I say
Odette leans in and kisses me again, this time softly.
"Ok" She says with a smile
Odette turns away and walks in the opposite direction of me as I head back towards the table, picking up her sunglasses.
"Hey Gabriel" a fan shouts out "How's your head?"
I turn to look at the fan, giving him a thumbs up before walking back towards the curtain. I walk back through, my eyes start to glaze over as I go weak at the knees and stumble, but Pete the security guard is on hand to catch me.
"You don't look so good Gabriel" He says with concern in his voice "Do you want me to get you a doctor?"
"I'm... I'm fine ummm" I pause for a second, this man's name for some reason no longer in my head "I'm fine"
"Something's wrong Gabriel" He states "Your eyes are glassy, your knees look like they've turned to jelly"
"I'm ok" I say as assured as I can "Just jet lag. Long flight from London to here. Not much sleep on the plane and all that"
"Do you need help to Odette's car?" Pete asks me
I shake my head, the fog clearing from my mind
"No, I'm good Pete" I say
Pete! That's his name!
"Have a good one buddy" I say quickly, tapping him on the back
I quickly walk away out of Pete's sight and lean against a wall, my eyes closing for a few seconds as I breathe heavy
I'll be ok, I just need to get through meeting Odette's family, get through this match, go get on a plane, head back to America and pass out somewhere in Vegas. I wouldn't be the first Brit to pass out in Vegas now, would I?
I pull myself off the wall and head towards the car park as the scene fades out
Now....
Wow!
That's the only thought in my mind as we drive through a little dirt road, to what looks like a huge house in the distance, wild trees, plants and flowers lead up towards the doors of this huge place outside from the normal views of civilization. Odette stops the car outside the door and I look up at the mostly glass looking building.
"Welcome home baby" Odette says, leaning over and kissing me on the cheek.
I look slightly dumbfounded at this amazing view.
I knew Odette was living well thanks to the past things she's been involved in but this is amazing.... wait... is she like a secret millionaire or something? This place is immense
I feel Odette's eyes burn in to me, waiting for a reaction, I quickly turn to her and put my arm over her shoulder, reaching down and hitting my seat belt release button and hers right after.
Safety first kids
Odette puts her head on my shoulder and puts her hand across my chest
"Babe" I stumble out "Your house is beautiful"
"Our house" She replies with a smile
"No sweetheart" I reply "Our house is in Nevada, this is your house and it's amazing"
Odette's fingers creep up my chest and to my cheek.
"I thought everything was ours now" She looks at me, pouting her lips
I lean down kissing her gently on those pouting lips for a second before pulling my head away.
"You're so beautiful, you know that" I say quietly
"Even with the pouting lips?" She replies
"More so with the pouty lips" I start "but I prefer that gorgeous smile"
Odette kisses me back, pushing her lips firmly against mine, her hand moving behind my head and holding it firmly
Maybe she did miss me after after without really saying it.
Odette moves away from me for a second, but I lean in kissing her.
Even if she was too busy to miss me, didn't stop me from missing her, duh!
My hands move down her back as she spins around, pushing her body firmly against mine. My heart starts to race as she grips my shoulders firmly. She pulls away, just look look in my eyes for a few seconds.
"I love you" She whispers to me
"I love you too" I reply quickly before pulling her back towards me, kissing her firmly on the lips again
I know the house is right there, but not sure the passion needs to leave this car. Her hand is already moving south.
Her hand creeps down my chest towards my....
TAP TAP TAP
I pull my hand through Odette's hair at the back and hold her head on my shoulder as I look up.
"What was that?" She asks quietly
"Camera crew" I reply
I softly bite her earlobe and turn her face towards me, softly kissing her on the lips. Odette wraps her lips around my lower lip and pulls on it playfully before sliding back in to her seat. I rest my hand on her inner thigh.
"Maybe if I do some work, with a promo or something, they'll leave us alone and we can get back to what we was doing?" I say with a wink
"Don't you need darkness and candles and freaky magic stuff to do your promos?" She says with a smirk on her face
I move my hand on top of her hand.
"Kiss your boyfriend with those cheeky lips?" I ask in a cocky tone
"Yeah, he loves it" Odette replies "And he loves me"
"Yes he does" I reply with a smile before leaning in and kissing her once more on the lips.
I pull away from the kiss and open the door, quickly climbing out of the car and around the other side. I open Odette's door and she takes my hand, stepping out the car and we walk towards the camera. Odette holds on to my hand and quickly leans in to kiss me on the cheek and walks past the camera crew. I press my hands together and look down the camera
"So you wanna stalk me out here, huh? You people have the worst timing in the world you know, always catching people at the worst times but still, let me give you all what you wanna know. You wanna be here to hear of the demise, the final resting place, the part where the nightmare fades out to become a big old bag of sunshine and bunny rabbits. The nightmare ends right here in Australia"
I press my hands together to form a triangle before raising them up to my lips.
"Sean Williams, welcome to Australia, where we will say goodbye to the biggest storyline of your life, the biggest thing you've ever been involved in, in the wrestling world. All those months ago, you thought you'd grab on to my coat tails and try to make yourself relevant, instead of being just a nobody again and I hope you enjoyed the journey, I hope you enjoyed the rise in status but sadly, this is where your train stops, your free ride is over, it's time for you to get off this railway because I've done lifting you up through the ranks, I'm done with your little fake comments and the amount of shit you talk about so many people, I'm done with this little respect bullshit you're trying to make us believe. A couple of months ago, you saw an opportunity placed before you, a chance where you could get help, a chance where you could become a better person. All you had to do was say yes to me. All you had to do was let me help you, and you could have been everything you dreamed of, you could have been a sin, you could have been close to your boyfriend, hanging out with the best SCW has to offer, and you said no, you attacked me and played the bitch victim.... how did that really work out for ya?"
I raise my hand to scratch my head
"Didn't work out so well, did it Sean? You ended up with a cheap fuck in the form of a guy who clearly gets excited watching X Men because of his name, you ended up surrounded by the cheap end of the wrestling world.... who are like you, probably end up on Twitter with my name stuck in their mouths, well guess what cheap hangers on, I just made you famous by knowing who you are. One of your closest friends, is having a baby with a guy you can't stand and you chose to be with this crowd, instead of accepting my help all those months ago. In that time, you have alienated everyone to the point where no one likes you. You created a stable that lasted five minutes because you can not lead, you got arrogance mixed up with being a complete and utter dick. This is what you got for saying no to help from me and truthfully Sean, that's all I wanted to do, was help you. Putting you around good people might have stopped you being a paranoid little freak. Putting you around people that wanted to help you, rather then being around people that just want a piece of your dwindling fame, would have been so much better for you but you chose to be around the people that just wanna be in your will rather than help you."
I shake my head slowly
"Is this what you really wanted Sean? Is this what you truly wanted as a going away party? Not that anyone believes you're really going away, they're not stupid, they know you're full of shit, but just say this once, you kept your word and went away, allowing SCW to rejoice in the fact that you're gone, getting your arse beat all over Australia, is that the way you want to go? Buried in Australia Sean, your career done, with the hope of you never returning, is this how you wanted to end your legacy."
I pause for a second
"You claim to be the same as years gone by but be honest, you're not even close, you're nowhere near being half as good as you once were, you're like a sad reflection of the person you was and even through this epic rivalry, that is in truth, only epic because of me, you've added nothing to it. Stupid little gang attacks, that were stupid enough to make your own members quit and walk away rather then take orders from you, doesn't mean you bring something to the table. Did you think quoting rappers added something to this rivalry? It didn't, it made you look uncreative and pretty pointless. Maybe you thought the lines calling me gay and Odette names were something that added something? Like telling people behind our backs these things, think that added something? Grow up, you fucking baby, name calling like that, repeative bullshit name calling is what drives kids to suicide you stupid fuck. Look at yourself Sean, everything you do drags down society, and you think you're a valuable member of the SCW team?"
I shake my head slowly with a look of disappointment on my face.
"You're not. You're a bad role model for anyone that watches or comes in contact with you and I hope you keep your word and shut the door behind you when you leave cause this company will be so much better without the likes of you here, they might actually attract sponsors that you scare off. You wanna talk respect, stop with the snide comments, stop acting like a baby and putting hidden messages on Twitter, you're becoming a joke"
I take a couple of steps close to the camera
"You're a failure Sean, every opportunity you get against me you've failed. Well I guess we have something in common Sean. I failed you, I tried to save you, but I failed, I tried to help you but I couldn't do it. I tried to make you a man, but I couldn't break your childish ways. Forgive me Sean, I did try to help but you hide behind words and gang assaults. You hid behind a keyboard and complained about everything. You alienated yourself from us all, you made yourself look like a bitch."
I press my hands together again
"I really did want to help you become a better person, you will never get another chance like this again, so keep your word, the word you've been speaking of on Twitter, go, don't look back, finally keep your word on something and go, at least the fans might respect you for keeping your word. I'm done with hate, but I'm also done with respect. You want respect from me, beat it in to me yourself, not with your little friends helping, do it yourself, be a man."
I smirk
"Look who I'm talking about, five minutes after watching this, you're gonna go to someone complaining like a little girl, or show your friends to take sneaky little digs on Twitter instead of you. Time to put on the big boy pants Sean, time to stand up to me and be a man, time to let go of the hissy fits and the crying, and the running to others to save you. Time to step it up and stand up and quit being a bitch. Your legacy ends at my hands Sean right here"
I step closer to the camera
"You will always be remembered in Australia Sean, because I will make you famous on Sunday for ending this thing here, for hopefully ending the Sean Williams legacy if you do keep your word and go after this one"
I can't help but laugh
"I almost said you keep your word with a straight face then, but knew I couldn't, but you will be remembered here in Australia, because it will be the night this one ends, it will be the night Sean Williams becomes a distant memory this is the night where the nightmare is over. You shall be ended and Australia will be here to see it all"
I walk past the cameras to the front door where Odette has been standing watching me the whole time I've been talking and stand up on the porch next to her, wrapping my right arm around her and pointing down at the camera.
"Do the right thing Sean, walk out the door and don't come back after this one, or are ya gonna publicly make yourself a lying little bitch once more?"
I look at Odette then back to the camera.
"Your time is done Sean, get off my coat tails and get back to the alleyways where you belong. I officially stopped given a shit about your wasted talent, go back to the slums you belong in. Enjoy Sunday, I will make you relevant for a little longer, then you're dead to me. You will only be remembered for the time I buried you in Australia. This ride ends Sean, and I will return to the SCW locker room a hero, not as the man who slayed the dragon, but as the man who slayed the man, who liked to chase the dragon.... lowlifes of the world will get that one. Goodbye Sean, you will NOT be remembered"
I turn my head and smile
"Believe THAT!"
I look at Odette with an approving smile and step inside the house, leaving the camera crew outside and the scene fades for the last time
