Monday - The truth behind the lies - She thinks she knows me.
Soooooooooooo, last week was a little crazy, wasn't it? You saw this side of me you didn't think possible and you saw a side of Odette you didn't think possible. Boy was she holding that shit in, eh? I'd like to explain a few things here and now before you lot paint me as the arsehole here, if you haven't done already.
Those forms, Odette has once again been hiding shit from me with the intention to just drop it on to me. Maybe I would have got a platinum statue of myself as a gift to distract me from this one. I'm not going in to what these papers are all about, that's for Odette to tell you about, not my business, but it pisses me off I had to find them like that, because if things were to go smoothly with us, that shit would have had a huge impact on our future together. Again, not for me to speak about, will leave that one to her
She did come to me when I nearly blew myself up, I have no doubt she cares about me, none at all, but I wished that she was actually there, not lurking like a peeping Tom in the distance. I know she loves me or she could have said fuck it and left me sitting there staring at the water. She never, she came to me. I love her for that.
So this brings me on to St Lucia. I worked out the code the second she whispered it in my ear, knew exactly what she meant but I wasn't sure if this was a distraction, throw my mind out of the way. Might sound funny, but when I speak to her lately, feels like she's telling me one thing, but really not meaning it. Not saying lies, but more saying what I want to hear. She hasn't proved me other wise, so I trust my gut feeling. Anyway, back on track. Clearly, I have nothing but love for this woman, so why did I up and leave? Shit isn't what you think it is.
Odette's words from earlier hit me pretty hard.
I sit up watching the Aussie bombshell sleeping, her hand wrapped around mine as I sit up in bed in the St Lucia hotel room. I stare at Odette breathing softly, her eyes closed and a genuinely content smile on her face, the first time I've seen that smile not faked for a long time. For once, everything in her world was returning to normal. Little did she know I was set to fuck that up, not because I wanted to, but because it was best for her.
I love this woman, I really do. Haven't felt so strongly about anyone in my life but she is so different.Here's the problem though, right now, I'm watering her down. Things can be fixed right now, cause those words tonight was the most honest I've heard her speak. She does fear losing me, and I share that fear because the truth is, neither of us have been good lately, would be so easy to say fuck it and walk away. Pretty sure the thought had entered her mind to walk away from me too but her honesty blew me away. That moment in the beer garden was not perfect and it was not ego talking when I wanted to ask her. I would have married her there and then if it felt right but it didn't. When I ask her to marry me, I want her so loved up that she can't resist, not ask out of fear of losing me. I want to take that woman in my arms in a place not sounded by weed smoking clowns and drunk idiots, and pop the question.
I smile at Odette, but she stays in her peaceful sleep.
Must have been hard to admit that she put me on the backburner. I admit, I never thought I'd hear those words pass her lips. I never thought she'd know she was on thin ice because yes, I got sick of this quickly, I got sick of being at the back. I got sick of being put behind Jordan. I mean come on, wrestling and work is one thing, one thing neither of us needs, but putting a relationship on the skids to team with Jordan Williams, to win something, hit me low. At least with Roxi, we knew what this was. Go through the thing one match at a time and if we get this far, great, if not, we'll shake hands, and go our own ways. but Odette risked our relationship on this whole thing. I didn't think she'd admit what she has, big step in fixing this, but I need to give her a fighting chance.
I lift her hand, softly kissing it.
Right now, if she goes in to things like this, she's not even going to want to win. She'll job out of this thing just to make me happy so we can go back to normal, while secretly hating me. I need to tread carefully on this one, but she's worked too hard not to have at least a fighting chance. I want to win this one, more than I've let on, I want to win this one big time, but I don't want to win it, because she's tanking it to make me happy. I don't want to end this at all. I want to marry this woman, but it's gotta be done.
I lean in to kiss her cheek, wrapping my arms around her once more, closing my eyes knowing this could be the last time I get to be this close to the woman I love.
I love you Odette. I hope and pray we get past this after the supercard. I'm sorry baby, but I know once you're in that ring after I do what I'm gonna do, you'll use every trick in the book to win this. I hope you someday understand why I want to win this so bad and will match you trick for trick. I'm sorry sweetheart.
I kiss Odette on the head and roll out of bed, heading towards the shower. A little later I immerge dressed. I pick up a chair and lift it towards the side of the bed. I place it next to the bed and sit down. I rest my arms on the bed, cupping my face in my hands, watching her sleep. Odette slowly opens her eyes.
Forgive me baby, this is not going to be easy. I love you and hope you understand why I'm doing this.
Well you saw her reaction and I'm pretty sure that has fucked that one up good and proper. You saw her reaction, you saw I blew it but the sad truth is I did this for her. I know the woman would, well would have done what it took to make me happy, and would have proved it by throwing that match. I want to win, but not like that. I also know she's gonna use every trick in the book to get at me, so I gotta do the same. You're welcome Odette, you just got the fire lit under your arse and now I hope it gets you all that you want.
So there you have.... hold on, phone... cheap shot from Odette at me, but maybe when she see this promo, she might see why I walked away... that would make a good response... hold on a second... there we go. I'll think more while we wait for the sarcastic reply.
So you lot have painted me as a complete arsehole, when I've just proven I've done this for a whole different reason. When me and Roxi win, we beat an Odette and Jordan who are at the top of their game, not someone taking it easy to let me win. Still think I'm an arsehole? She probably does, but when this comes out, her mind will be too focused on winning, all her little tricks will be in place and she won't be able to change her mind. It's funny how that works. I do something for her and I'm about to get the piss ripped out of me for it, because no one knows why I did it. So take your cheap shots Odette, throw in a couple too Jordan.... Hang on, another reply.
Hahahaha, really? Wasn't about me? Was born at night, but not last night and sweets? Really? This is being shot in real time actually, these tweets are coming through right now. Proof, Happy birthday Roxi. If you would have told me, you'd have got a present on time, just gonna have to have winning this tournament as a present.
Anyway, back to the train of thought. Everyone can take their shots. Opinions are like arseholes, everyone's got them, no one really cares. I've just used another chance with Odette, maybe I'll get that one back when she see's this and why I did it. I just hope she doesn't go too far with her tricks here, because I will lose respect and I will walk away. At least now everything I got planned is pretty tame. I really hope she understands, but for the record darling, I'm coming to win...
Right after I win at Wrestleclassic 2013! Could have done with a good luck charm for this one.
Tuesday - San Juan, it's a small world after all.
Two day's time, I get to defend the NWA Tag titles, against The Canadian Connection again. Synn came up with this brilliant idea to get us here early, take a day off. We've been hitting things pretty hard lately and Synn knows it's not easy constantly with your mind elsewhere when it should be focused on doing what you gotta do. Right now, the focus is off the Blast From The Past tournament, it's away from Jordan Williams trying to steal Odette, hell, it's away from Odette right now. It's all about defending these babies.
Fade in to a little beach bar, just on the coast line of San Juan. I sit down at a long table, with Synn, Despayre, Shane Boswell, Rage, and Fantasia. Angel sits perched on the table as a nice sea breeze runs across the table, gently blowing napkins corners up. Drinks line up on a table, mostly in glasses, but Despayre picks up a coconut, drinking from a straw. I look down at the beach before me, my eyes darting around at the people walking past, enjoying their time in San Juan. I look at a couple walking along, hand in hand.
Well not thinking of her lasted long, fucking happy people!
"Why am I here?" Rage gruffly asks "I'm not wrestling in this place."
"It's called a break away as a group." Synn tells Rage.
"Yeah, plus as you got the urge to spend lately, you can pay for this." Shane adds.
"I'm not fu..." Rage says, looking at Despayre and quickly biting his tongue, before taking a deep breath. "I didn't agree to that."
"It's on me." I say quietly.
"You?" Fantasia says curiously.
"Yeah." I reply "It's only money, can't take it with me, might as well spend it."
The group look at Gabriel, eyebrows raised all around.
"Why can't you?" Despayre asks "You take money with you everywhere you go, or you couldn't afford cool things, like ice cream and cherry coke."
I smile at Despayre.
"You do have a good point Despy." I reply with a smile.
Simple things like this, I miss. I've been so caught up in so much lately, around these guys is something I miss. At least they care enough not to take hurtful digs on Twitter. They care enough to be here to watch me defend.
"Do you think they have cherry coke here?" Despayre asks "The coconut is ok, but it's got bits in it. Is it so hard to find coconuts with no bits in?"
"They might do." I reply casually "I'll go find out."
I stand up, walking away from the group and in to the bar. Unaware that I wasn't the only familiar face in the place.
"Gabriel." The voice of Spike Staggs is heard saying. "Thought it was you."
I turn around to see SCW Heavyweight Champion Spike Staggs sitting at the bar, with SCW Bombshell champion Vixen, sitting next to him. I smile and move towards my fed mates, also in town for the NWA Pay Per View Wrestleclassic 2013. Spike points to a seat next to him, offering it to me. I quickly take a seat.
"When did you guys get in?" Vixen asks politely.
"Not too long ago," I reply "We all come over here for a little break away, team building thing."
Spike grits his teeth.
"Even Rage?" Spike asks
"Yeah." I reply "But save it for the SCW show. He'll huff and puff and go back home by the end of the night I reckon."
"Gabriel." Spike says. "I know this is none of my business, but I saw what's going on with you and Odette."
Vixen rolls her eyes.
"And..." I say
"And I have to think about Odette in this thing." Spike replies, to another eye roll from Vixen. "She's losing her mind because of this. You walked out on her in St Lucia?"
I nod slowly.
"How could you do that to her when you know she cares?" Spike asks.
"Because I think she was gonna throw the match to prove how much she cares about me, and I didn't want it that way. I want to win without a doubt, I want to win more than anything. This match is only second most important to her. Without her in my life, it's pointless but I sure as shit didn't want to win a match because she wanted to just give it to me." I explain "I wanted to win because I earned it. So I fakes the bullshit, walked away and let her want to win this one again. I didn't want to hurt her, but I knew I couldn't stop it. I'm done playing stupid games and clearly I fucked this one up because that tweet yesterday, what felt like her intentionally trying to hurt me, it's made me not want to go fix this."
"But you do want to fix it?" Vixen asks.
"I wanted to fix it, then I saw that tweet and now I don't think I do. I know I started this from the weekend, when I could have easily fixed it, but now, with that level of spitefulness from her, I think she just robbed me of wanting to fix this." I reply "Play with fire, I guess you get burned sometimes, but at least when the promo hits, she'll know why I did it. Then if she wants to throw hate filled comments and play games, she can at least do it for the right reasons."
Spike listens for a second or two.
"This is the wrong way to go about this, right?" He says.
"Yes." I reply "And I regretted doing it while it was going on. Hell I tried to bottle out of it while it was going on. I'll be lying if I said I didn't miss her, I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to be with her right now, cause man, I tell ya, I don't wanna send a second apart from her, you know what it's like."
I nod towards both Spike and Vixen.
"I miss not being with her right now. I wish she was here in some way right now." I quickly say. "I also know she wouldn't talk to me if she was here right now, but at least I could see her. Her eyes would be filled with absolute hate for me, but hell, they'd be here. I have no doubt in my mind I have bit myself on the arse with this one."
"What is it that you want from her?" Spike asks "You two have been confusing me for the last month."
"Over a month ago, I was gonna ask her that big question." I reply "When we went to Australia, it was gonna happen there, then she proved that everything else came before me. I held off, than it got clear that everyone and everything came before me. Last straw was putting Jordan Williams and this tournament before our relationship." I say shaking my head "And now she's took that step too far by telling me she hates me on Twitter for all the world to see, moot point now."
I bite my lip.
"So now, I gotta get my arse out of SCW, go elsewhere till I lose the NWA belts and get back home." I tell Spike and Vixen.
"Really?" Vixen says surprised
"Yes." I reply "I don't want to be here anymore. Won the top title, won the tag titles, had success in NWA, time I called it quits I think and just go. Give everyone what they want."
"I'm sure they don't want you gone." Vixen says
"It doesn't matter." I reply "I think it's better in the long term."
"You know she doesn't hate you, you idiot." Spike throws in "Women, heat of the moment, you've been around enough women to know that, right?"
"Not really." I reply "I've had girlfriends, but became the love 'em and leave 'em type. Odette was the first I wanted to actually spend my life with."
Spike turns to face me.
"Fix this." Spike says "She misses you, she threw a heat of the moment thing out there and I would put money on her regretting it as soon as she hit send. Soon as you get back, fix it. Go to her, talk, do not walk on her, stay with her."
"You've spoke to her, haven't ya?" I ask
"I may have." Spike replies "It hurt her more than you think saying what she did."
"Oi oi party people!" The cockney tones of a voice is heard saying.
The group turn around to see ACW Maritime Junior Heavyweight champion and Tag team champion Ben Jordan and his fellow tag team champion Mickey Carroll, flanked by a third man.
"How we doing people?" Ben asks.
"More important question." Mickey adds "Who's buying?"
"Your turn to get 'em in son." Ben adds. "Spike!"
Spike turns, shaking Ben's hand.
"Vix." Ben says with a wink "Looking stunning sweets."
"Thanks." Vixen replies "Nice seeing you again Ben."
"And you darling." Ben says "I caught that photo shoot of you're. Lovely seeing more of ya. Time to ditch this guy I think."
Ben laughs, putting his hands on Spike's shoulders.
"Just yanking ya chain geez."
"Who's the other guy?" Spike asks.
"That's Quincy Moss. He's a business mate of mine. He don't say a lot. Sometimes you have to tickle him under the chin to get a reaction." Ben says "That bloke from your neck of the woods, Jordan Williams gave me a bell out of the blue, asked me if I could show him around ACW and the alliance, so thought I'd bring the man himself to Wrestleclassic and let him have a butchers at things. Thinking of hiring him to keep Mickey out of the shit."
"Bollocks." Mickey adds "Fellas got two hopes, Bob Hope and No Hope."
I sit watching the friendly banter and smile, but Ben turns to me.
"You must be Gabriel." Ben says offering hand "Nice to meet ya son. Glad you got the DM to come meet up for a beer. This is me old mate Mickey."
Mickey puts a hand up.
"And that's Q." Ben starts "Not like the Q from James Bond, haven't seen him use a gadget yet."
Quincy nods towards me, I fire a quick thumbs up.
"Let Mickey get ya a beer." Ben says quickly.
As Mickey tries to pick a beer, Ben beats him to it hands it to Gabriel, quickly grabbing the second one before Mickey can reach for it. Mickey looks across at Ben.
"Tosser." Mickey mumbles under his breath.
Ben turns back to me
"In town for a tag title defense." Ben says "Mate, I know your pain facing that Crippler guy. He's a serious pain in the arse. It's like he just keeps coming at people constantly. I gotta face that bellend in the J Cup tournament as well. Bad enough I've beat him in the past"
"I beat him last month." I quickly reply "Few days after I beat him, rematch signed."
"I feel ya mate." Ben says "Beat him in the tag title turmoil malarkey, draw him in the J Cup. Can't seem to get away from him. Never mind, be England beating Canada again."
Ben quickly turns to Vixen.
"No offense darling. Spend a lot of time there freezing me crackers off." Ben says "Lovely country, but that Crippler geezer does my 'ead right in."
From across the bar, Despayre wanders in, looking towards Gabriel. He waves towards Spike and Vixen and looks up at Ben.
"Hello mate, how it hanging?" Ben says to Despayre
Despayre smiles shyly before looking back at Ben.
"You talk funny." Despayre says to Ben.
"Might be because I'm English son." Ben replies "I'm a Brit."
Despayre smiles and turns to Gabriel.
"Is he drunk?" Despayre asks "Everybody knows Brit's are made up."
Despayre shakes his head and rolls his eyes, leaving Ben in slight stunned silence.
"I'm going to see if there's another balloon machine in the bathroom, like there was in London." Despayre says "See ya Gabriel."
Despayre smiles and wanders off.
"Balloon machine?" Ben asks.
"He means a Johnnie machine." Mickey throws in "Kid must be getting lucky tonight."
"Anyway geez, it's nice to meet you and all." Ben says extending his hand "But I gotta have a meeting with Spikey boy here. Gotta have a little chin wag about a few things. You sticking around this rub a dub for long?"
"Yeah I can stay in this pub." I reply quickly.
"Cushty geezer, cushty. Will catch up with you a little later." Ben says, shaking my hand.
Ben wanders to a table, shortly followed by Mickey, Spike and Vixen. Quincy stands nearby. Shane approaches me, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"Gabriel." Shane says "You said earlier you wanted a word with me about something on the quiet?"
"Yes, I did." I reply with a smile "I need to ask you a couple of thing"
Shane nods
"Go for it." Shane says "What do you need?"
"I need to know where you get those old wrestling trunks of yours" I say to Shane.
Shane looks completely confused, but I put my hand on his shoulder, leading him away, talking as the camera fades out.
>[Before Rey can step into the ring, Despayre grabs him by the head and flips him over the ropes, bringing him in the hard way! Rey gets up, angry, and Despayre takes off outside of the ring and Rosario goes out after him, giving chase! They go completely around the ring and Despayre slides back inside with Rey hot on his heels! Gabriel is back inside and he cups his hands together and Despayre jumps into them and Gabriel launches him back over and Despayre crashes into the unsuspecting Rosario with a flying bodypress!]
Simone: Here comes Canadian Crippler!
[CC grabs Gabriel from behind and a brawl erupts between the two men as Despayre picks up Rey from behind in a Pumphandle Brainbuster!]
Adams: Beware the Stare!
[Despayre covers Rosario! CC tries to get past Gabriel but Gabriel tackles him to the mat and holds his leg, preventing it!]
Referee: One! ... Two! ... Three!
[The crowd cheers as Gabriel releases CC and scoops Despayre up in a celebratory hug!]
Adams: They did it! Despayre got the three count!
[Synn climbs inside of the ring and hands the gold belts back to Gabriel and Despayre as Canadian Crippler and Rey argue vehemently with the official!]
Justin: The winners of the match, and *STILL* NWA World Tag Team Champions ... SINFUL OBSESSION!!!
Thursday Night - Celebrating on a school night.
The party is in full swing after NWA Pay Per View, Wrestleclassic 2013. Happy and disappointed faces as my eyes scan the room. Thumping music blasts out as superstars from all alliance feds move around interacting. I sit at a table on my own, a beer gripped in my fingers as my eyes dart between Spike and Vixen talking, and Ben Jordan and Mickey Carroll talking to female patrons. Shane and Fantasia lean against a wall, up close and personal. Rage and Despayre seem to be in conversation.
I'm not getting involved in that conversation, you probably shouldn't too.
I sit alone, my eyes not focusing on anything in particular.
So we defended the titles, well tonight. Was very proud seeing Despy getting that pin. Now we get to see who we get next. That's the exciting part of NWA, seeing who comes up next month. So much talent, the fact that we've won three NWA matches on the spin makes me pretty damn happy.
"Why aren't you out there enjoying the party?" Synn's voice is heard behind me
I look up, taking my eye away from the going ons of the bar. Synn places a beer down in front of me and I nod in appreciation
"Just thinking Synn." I reply.
Synn takes a seat opposite me, looking up at me.
"I heard from Christian." Synn tells me "He's considering your request."
"Thanks." I reply "Sooner you push this through, the better, I want you."
"You do realize that as soon as you're gone, Joshua would follow you." Synn says "He will follow you where ever you go."
"I think you should try and get him to stay." I tell Synn "It's time Despayre stepped up and become the star that he is meant to be. Tonight showed exactly how good Despy is and this should be his time"
Synn looks uneasy but puts an Ipad in front of me, paused on an SCW promo, with Odette Ryder and Hot Stuff Mark Ward.
"This hasn't hit the air yet." Synn starts "But I have a friend..."
I look towards Synn but Synn lifts the earphones to me. I lift them up and place them in to my ears and Synn hits play. I listen in surprise as I hear Odette try to get a title shot for me put in her contract. I look at Synn.
"Can I borrow this?" I say lifting the Ipad.
Synn nods and I quickly jump up, moving my way through the crowd. I get outside the bar and look across the narrow road towards the water. I sit on the wall opposite the sea and hit face time on the Ipad. I quickly tap the screen and the sound of the phone ringing is heard. The tired face of Odette Ryder appears on the screen.
"Gabriel?" She says tiredly "What's wrong? Did you win?"
"Yes." I reply "Still NWA Tag Team champions."
"Why are you calling at this time?" Odette says with a yawn "I mean out of all the hours in the day since Saturday, you haven't made the effort. Sometimes, a tweet just don't cover it."
"Sweetheart, all that will be explained, but it's not what I called for." I say "I saw an interesting little promo, a contract thing."
Odette yawns
"Why are you trying to sell your soul to him to get me a title shot?" I ask "I'm flattered but I can get that title shot without you signing your soul away to him."
"I'm not selling my soul and you might be a drongo but you deserve it." Odette says "If I'm gonna stay here, I want to see you get what you deserve."
A smile crosses my face.
"You miss me, don't you?" I tell Odette.
Odette smiles, trying to hide it.
"No." she says unconvincingly, but her eyes look sad. "Du kan bryta mitt hjärta om och om igen och fortfarande älskar dig"
I nod sadly
"Det kommer att vara över snart, jag lovar. Jag älskar dig" I say sadly.
"You're improving." Odette says
"I sat on a plane for hours." I say with a shrug "I learned a lot. Jag saknar dig"
Odette smiles a little.
"Don't sell your soul sweetheart." I tell Odette. "I'll get that title if I want it, but you need to sleep. I'll let you go."
"Well hang up" Odette tells me
"After you." I reply
It's nice to know deep down, she don't want me to go.
I smile at her.
"Ok, it's late, time difference." Odette says "Congrats on your win."
"Thanks sweetheart" I reply "Vi ses i morgon?"
Odette nods.
"Jag väntar." Odette replies.
I quickly hit the button, ending the face time.
I miss that face. When this match is done, I gotta make this right
The scene fades
Friday morning - Everyone loves a sunrise...
Drifting peacefully in the waters of Puerto Rico. I sit and look out from a long luxury boat, smiling at the sun rising up. I sit shirtless, just wearing a pair of shorts, looking down at the clear crisp water, keeping the boat afloat.
"I'm actually gonna be sad to leave this place. Maybe this should be the place I start to call home from now on in. For the first time since leaving Vegas, I've been able to sit here and just with a clear head think about things. The hype surrounding Gabriel Vs Odette has been increasing with every single second that's passed by. Every single minute that goes, another mouth opens and the same words come out. 'I can't wait for Gabriel Vs Odette'. People can sit there and say Roxi is the one that will be the easy target but I'd like to show you her great record in SCW and say no, the weakest in this match would be the man I come up again, it would be the man known as Jordan Williams."
My eyes look deep in to the waves gently rocking the boat.
"I'm done explaining things to Odette about everything. I explained London, I explained it all, I was forgiven or she wouldn't have met me when I blew myself up, she wouldn't have wanted me to stay with her that night, or the night before, and she sure as hell wouldn't have met me in St Lucia. I was forgiven and I became the bad guy, I walked away and if you're watching this bit right now, you know exactly why I did it, you knew exactly why I was the one who walked away. Not through hate or some petty revenge to say a big fuck you for putting everything in front of me, it was to say beat me if you can. Beat me if you have it in you, don't come in to this with starry eyes and visions of the future of a life of happiness. You know why? Cause weaknesses like that, I rip apart on all of my opponents. I take their weaknesses and use it completely to my advantage, and I didn't want to do that to Odette. I could have gave Roxi all the info she needs to take me out once and for all, but did I? Did I really wanna have Roxi make Odette look stupid? Does Odette really wanna make me look stupid?"
I shake my head slowly, not moving my face from the hypnotic waves.
"I don't think you do, do you O? I think you want this to be over as much as I do. I think you want the spotlight off the war, so we can decide one way or the other where to go. I stayed with you those nights because I wanted to be there with you, I wanted to feel something other than hate. I was there for that reason and that reason only, to be with you. Do you know how much it kills me to be at war with you? Do you know how much it hurts me not to be around you? It hurts as much as that, as it does to be put on the back burning for so many different things. Look in to your heart, does it hurt for me to be here and you to be nowhere near? Cause that's how I felt when it comes to being put on the back burner for people like Jordan Williams. It gets to me that you could do such a thing, than sit there on that beach and pour your heart out. Did it enter your mind that if you did put us first, you'd have never had to do that in the first place? If you had put us first, you'd be sitting next to me on this boat. If you did put me first and our relationship above everything else, we'd have been one of those couples who had never spent a night apart. Food for thought don't you think?"
Still keeping my eyes on the water, I wipe my hair out of my eyes.
"So much hate, anger, mistrust, could have been avoided. It all could have stopped there before it even had a chance to start. It could have been there, never to see the light of day. I could have done more without a shadow of a doubt. I could have shook it off and been sitting there silently waiting for the day things got back to normal, but would things have ever got back to normal or would you have felt it was ok to take me for granted?"
I run my hands back down the side of my head, eyes still glued to the water.
"You sat talking about greed like I didn't know what it was but I am the sin of greed Odette, it's why there's so many cars, properties, things with my name on, because I am the sin of greed, but through it all, I never once put you second, I never once made you a smaller part of my life, I never once forced you out of the way to replace you with anything. I just couldn't do that, but you seemed to find it so easy to do so to me. This is the thing that got me O, you took something I could never do to you and you did it to me."
I sigh deeply
"It hurt O, it hurt like crazy to finally hear you admit it, but it was over powered by your honesty. You spoke of London. If I knew you was gonna be there, we would never have been in that beer garden, we'd have been somewhere a million times better, we'd have been a million miles from the Sins. I loved the surprise, but I would have loved just being with each other and out of the way so much more. I thank you for being there, but we could have been sipping champagne overlooking London, rather than beer in an east end pub."
I rest my chin on my hands.
"I left St Lucia for you, and dear God did you let those feelings out when all along, I hope now you see I did this for you to stand a chance against me. I did this for you to step up against me and all of a sudden, you decided that maybe you should consider being with Jordan? Another heat of the moment excuse no doubt. You're not an unstoppable force Odette, because you will be stopped. This is the problem, in your head, you have this whole thing where you think you've already won this thing, but you haven't. Your cheap shots at me in your last promo, trying to break me a little more every single time a word drops out of your mouth. Implying Jordan is your next thing, if it happens, how does that make you look? Heartless maybe, yet I'm apparently the heartless one. The fact you think I have opened a can of worms, which will cost Roxi and I..."
I try to fight a smile back but it appears on my face.
"Oh O, sweetheart, daring, baby, I did open that can of worms didn't I, honey, cutie, gorgeous, but wait, there's a newsflash coming in. Said can of worms may well have distracted you a little, don't you think? I mean look at it, you're now wondering if Jordan is the one, like you did with Stoner, like you did with me. Now think back to that cruise ship where our journey first started. In your head, it was scrambled with thoughts of me, wondering if I was the right one, your mind wasn't on much else. Did you ever think I may have wanted to put your mind on something else? I mean I walked out on you in St Lucia for reasons for your own good but if you're sitting there thinking that one thing like that, could make Jordan Williams the one, I doubt very much if this is the first time you've ever thought that. Your clouded mind, your over confidence, it could be a bad thing to be doing. Pride comes before a fall darling, and the thing is, I will have to use that crowded mind against you because I want to win, but I also want to soften that blow for you. I want to soften it as much as I can."
I straighten my face.
"Oh Odette, you gotta wonder how much I want to win this. You know there's only one thing I'd ever put before this match, and that's the same thing you put on the backburner for this match. Ironic, you mean more to me then this match and this match means more to you than I do. It's a horrible turn of events. All I can say is pissed off people make mistakes. Attempts to make me pissed off with cheap digs, failed. I think you should take a moment to think about things Odette, just think about things coming out of your mouth. Roxi did tell me not to make a choice between you two, but what if, just like you claim I'm doing to you, what if you're making this choice for me?"
I shrug
"It's ok, there's nothing between me and Roxi. I mean that much is obvious, but from an outside eye, looks like a different story for you. Everyone knows what we're going through O, everyone knows what's going through your head, getting all impressed at Mexicans playing instruments that wasn't very good. Everyone's expecting you to kick me in the nuts on Sunday. People aren't stupid and even I'm expecting the kick in the balls."
I mockingly cover up.
"Don't feel sorry for me O, teaming with Roxi is a bright part of my life right now. She's fun, she's a future Bombshell champion, hell, if they had mixed tag belts here, pretty sure me and her could take them with ease, you mock, yet you don't know her. Judging things, taking random guess, presuming, bad things my darling, bad, bad things."
I look up.
"I said I wouldn't slate you personally in this one O, cause I'm done with that, I came here talking about you to just show you a few errors, but then you mock Millwall."
A look of anger and aggression crosses my face, but I quickly break out in a huge smile.
"It was funny, but it wasn't funny if that makes any sense."
I shrug
"The truth is O, you believe what you believe, but all I'm telling you to do is prepare for disappointment too. You think this is in the bag, it's not. You may not like me, but you know as well as I do, that I'm good enough to beat Jordan. If you truly think you can beat Roxi, I mean truly believe it, then you have to try and beat her, before I beat Jordan. I think you underestimate Roxi, she is pure talent Odette and with your mind wondering right now who to play girlfriend to, I think you just might be leaving yourself open a little bit too much here."
I look up in to the camera for the first time.
"I will make this very clear though. If you do beat me and go to dinner with Jordan. I don't want chance three, cause that already shows just what I mean to you. You two can do what ya want. When it's all said and done, either way O, the ball is in your court."
I look away from the camera again.
"I guess on Sunday, we'll really see where the loyalties of Odette Nicole Ryder really lies. After that, whatever way you fans judge, will probably be bang on."
I take a deep breath, a slight smile appearing on the corner of my lips.
"Now we have to move on to the smelliest man in SCW, I'm talking of you Jordan Williams"
I take a deep breath.
"The stink of pure desperation runs out of every one of your pores. I watched your little Twitter moves on Odette, you sad pathetic old man, and it reeks of desperation. Only got eyes for who is still mine. Careful Jordan, you might lose them eyes, you're becoming more see through by the second, it's not gonna end well for you at all."
I glance at the clear water, smiling.
"You can't even commit to SCW anymore. I mean you're all over the place with different stables at different times, how are you expecting to beat me Jordan? Maybe one of your other guys can come on in and get the job done quicker and better than you can."
I clear my throat
"So Jordan the great, is it now? Gimmick stealing to mock. I thought about that too for a few seconds, but I wouldn't know how to play geriatric old wrestler, trying to cling on to glory days, even though my skills no longer match my drawing power. You're like the modern day Ric Flair, people wanna see you, but one chop, fall on face, upside down turnbuckle thing and figure four later, fans see they've spent lots of money to see a four move merchant. They wonder why the hype, when it was clear best days are long behind ya. They used to pay to see you Jordan, but than, you stopped being Jordan. Do you think I never watched tapes of you when I was breaking in, becoming a team wrestler? Synn showed me them all, Hot N Sexy, Perfect Dynasty, TSSA, Team Modesty, Double Impact, Inner Circle, Shane obviously threw tapes of Bad Medicine and Life Of The Party down my throat, but I saw them all Jordan. I saw you take on most of these teams, I saw what they saw in you and then I look at you now, and you know what I see? I see a desperate old man, crying for attention, asking people to look at you so you can feel a few seconds of dignity, of worth. Here's how the story goes. 'Hey mom, I met Jordan Williams' 'Did you son?' 'Yeah' three days later, that kid doesn't care he's met Jordan Williams because he's probably gone and met someone else he will remember for the rest of his life. This is the point of your career that you have to cling on to everything you have, because we both know, it's not gonna last much longer, don't we?"
I smirk slightly.
"I picked up on a lot of your comments about things. Roxi and I are in the final due to talent. We work well together, without the need of having to watch you go all puppy dog eyed over someone elses woman. While you've been sitting there hoping and dreaming of more than winning, we've gone and got on with it and I'm still where you want to me. Last week, I spent nights watching Odette cuddle up to me and sleeping, while you were at home wishing you were me Jordan, wishing to be where I was. Roxi and I didn't need to flirt endlessly on the screen, cause people to roll their eyes at another man trying to take what he can't have. I don't think we needed to put the extra pressure on our team by acting like an idiot on television, cause at the end of the day, Odette wanted ME with her, not you. Roxi and I have got on with things and got to this final because we didn't have to worry about trying to impress each other. I knew I was teaming with a future Bombshell champion and Roxi knew she was teaming with a former heavyweight champion."
My head darts up but my eyes stay on the water.
"Something I've done and you haven't, eh Jordan? I do a lot of things that you haven't. Teaming with my girlfriend Jordan, yeah, it gets to me, your sad little look at me attempts make me cringe, maybe that's why you don't rate me and Roxi, because we haven't given you something to mock. Let me tell you something Jordan, sometimes things aren't all you think they are. I mean, you see it as messing with my head, the rest of the world is thinking 'boy, I guess this one forgot to take his meds again'. You're playing a dangerous game Jordan, trying to get in to my head, because this is what it's all about, right? Throw some fake affection on someone, to try and get what you want. It's a low move Jordan, yet still above the things you've done in the past. I'd like to say that two can play those dangerous games Jordan and I will happily play them on Sunday. You think you can get in my head old man, let's see how you like me getting in your head on Sunday clown. Think there's nothing I can do to get to you? Think that the mighty Jordan Williams is so mentally strong, that nothing I do will get to you. How much you want to bet on that Jordan? In my mind, I already know I'm in yours. When you saw last week, how much O was concerned for me, did you grind those teeth of yours? Punch a wall? Did you cry in to your pillow while she was being honest to me in St Lucia? You may have been there for her when I've dropped the ball Jordan, but who does she come back to? Who does she tell she loves and hears those words back? Me buddy, not you."
I smile
"Fact of the matter is if I never gave her the fire she needed to come in to this match full force, she'd be here right now. Right here, on this boat, in love with me, kissing me Jordan, holding me Jordan, making plans for the future with me Jordan. You can think what you want really, concoct any little fantasy in your head about what you think is happening, but when it comes down to it, if I never left on Saturday, my arms would be round her right now. That's what I mean to her and no little band or present will change that one. You give her Mexicans, I give her the world. Do you really think you can erase a great relationship me and her have had. Please Jordan, you're kidding yourself here. If I want to make this right, you can't stop it, you never will be able to because as much as I've fucked up lately, you can not break love that easily. Think about it..."
I press my hands together and raise my head, looking in to the camera.
"Now who's in who's head Jordan. Next time you look at her, the doubts will be flowing in your mind. She acts how she like's around you but when it comes down to it, she wants to spend time around me. How does that make you feel? My head is in the right place, cause I know what's in it, I'm ready for all you have."
I curl my lip down
"Well, I thought I was ready for all you have, and then I saw your little Jordan the great thing. Rabbit out of a hat, very cool Jordan, want to do a really cool trick? Come here, I'll tell you a really cool trick, ready? If you want to do a really cool trick, try doing a promo that doesn't put people to sleep."
A smile crosses my face.
"Blander than a tin of baked beans Jordan. I mean come on, you claim to be the God of professional wrestling, but you sit there, bring back all your old friends that no one knows, cares about or anything. They could just be actors paid by you to be your friends because you have none. Who cares about the people you know in Japan, who cares about people you used to wrestle with. I mean you have a freaking SCW stable, but you hang with your little old friends who never made an impact in wrestling to even be remembered! It's sad Jordan, it's beyond sad, it's wrong, it's just not normal. You already know you've lost it in your mind because you're already running to the past to make yourself smile. You're bringing in all these old cronies of yours to make yourself look better because these guys have done nothing and never will."
I slowly shake my head, while keeping the smile on my face.
"Trying to go the route of magician and pulling a rabbit out of a hat, what are you? Like five or something. Even in a mocking term, that one was not very good Jordan, it was a poor attempt of a parody, a poor attempt to make fun of me. Think you're the first to do that to me?"
I roll my eyes
"No Jordan, you are not. People see magician and their mind closes up, they do some little rabbit out of a hat trick and think they're funny. It's really not funny, it's actually the one trick that makes you look stupid. Do you know how many people rolled their eyes when they saw that? Every single person who watched it. It was pathetic and I expected more from you, I expected you to show you may indeed be a wrestling God, but no, it was not to be. Minds were not blown coming out in your little eighties head gear, your reputation was however blown."
I scoff
"Shoulda stepped in to that box yourself and hope to God it worked, because no one wants to see you anymore Jordan, people got sick at your attempts to move in on Odette weeks ago, people got sick of Jordan Williams years ago. If you want to be interesting Jordan, really get those oooooos and ahhhhhhs, you should try something like this instead of falling on your arse and making people not take you seriously."
I stand up, raising my arms over the water, watching the water start to spin in a cyclone fashion. Raising my hands, the water turns in to a tornado of water, spinning around in front of my face. I wave my hands to the side and the water flies off in different directions.
"I think that one surpasses falling on your arse just a bit, agree?"
I stand looking in to the water, my eyes on the clear blue.
"Now to try and top that oh so good rabbit trick of yours."
Sarcasm drips from my voice as I look in to the water once more, waving my fingers and looking deep. The water sprays up as two sharks heads strike out of the water and stay still.
"I know, sharks don't usually just stay still but such is my power and all that. Rage always wanted me to get eaten by sharks. Let's see if he gets his wish."
I stand up, stepping up on to the sharks noses, balancing a foot on each.
"See Jordan, you, like O, think this one is all cut and dried and you'll be off dancing and celebrating, I put it to you that I already have you beat. I put it to you, that Roxi and I have this won because of our no drama approach to this. I thank you for your high opinion of me in The Seven Deadly Sins but Jordan, it's not about what I see, but what you see me as. You feel I'm the best there, yet you still see me as an easy target. Such a shame."
I look down on the sharks, slowly moving their heads and clumping their jaws, trying to get at my feet and legs.
"Roxi, I want to thank you. You've been great in this tournament and I'm lucky to have you as a partner. When this is all said and done and we are winners of this thing, going our own ways, I am just a call away with whatever you need. I have got a great respect for you Roxi, you've done everything you said you would and fought a fair game to the final. Believe me, you are not the bad guy in this one Roxi, Odette is a little... stressed. This is not usually like her, but I think she knows she's in for more of a challenge than she is really showing. I know she has nothing against you, she wants to win purely because I'm on the other team. She puts out that I'm the jealous one, but the fact is... well, if you saw the thing from London, that's all you need to know really. Her attention may be waining and she may not want me after all this is said and done, but I know it will hurt her for me to be with someone else. She fears that if things don't work out with us, then something will happen with me and you. I mean everything we've done has been kept off camera and that messes with her mind more than I ever could."
I look down again at the sharks, growing more and more agitated.
"Either way Roxi, Blaze Of Glory is an apt name for this one, because we, as a team, are going out in a blaze of glory, as tournament winners. Let's do this one for the good guys. We've already got this one won, the only question is, is who's going to cry and call foul louder, the O or the J?"
I wink at the camera, slowly crouching down a little, but the shark snaps it's jaws shut, missing my arm by inches.
"As for you Jordan, when all this gets said and done. I'm gonna do the trick the whole of SCW has been wanting to see for a long time. I'm gonna make Jordan Williams disappear."
I look in to the camera.
"Believe that!"
I smirk at the sharks, jumping backwards in to the water and going underneath. The sharks turn and nose dive as the camera fades out.
