Post by Angel on Jul 5, 2010 21:24:06 GMT -6
September 21st, 2009, 7:00 AM.
[/u]{ Angel rolled over in the hotel bed, his arm moving around the body of Tara Fenix as he slowly wraps around her and pulls her in closer to him. Slowly she opens her eyes and smiles as she sees the face of Angel. The two of them just look at each other for a few moments before Tara finally speaks. }
"Did last night really happen?"[/color]
{ He smiles. }
"Yeah... I think it did..."[/color]
{ Tara returns Angel's smile and gives him a little kiss on the mouth. Angel pulls her in for a second, longer kiss. But Tara eventually pulls away before they have a repeat performance of last night. }
"Angel... What now?"[/color]
{ He looks at her, not sure of what to say, not sure if he even should say anything, but he has too, he knows he has too. Besides, it's a question he needs answered himself. }
"I... Don't know..."[/color]
Life is funny. One second you can be in the middle of the ring, millions of fans around you, each of them waiting with baited breath as you step in the ring with someone you hate. As you prepare to kill one another. Then the next second, your backstage, the woman you love is with you... And the woman your married too is in the next room... Making love to the person you hate.... Yeah... Funny...[/color]
Alex just wanted my respect...
He just wanted me to know he could beat me...
He...
Just...
Wanted...
My...
Family...
And you expect me to go away?
You expect me to just give in?
Alex, she is and will always be my daughter.
I have never and will never lose sight of that fact.
And you?
You are and will always be the poor man's Angel.
Sorry kid, I don't deal the cards, I just know how to play the hand.
So you hate me?
Who I am?
What I do?
That's unfortunate for you Alex.
Because you should know by now.
What I do...
Is take worthless pieces of **** like you...
And destroy them...
People love me...
Not you...
And it kills you...
Because you...
Do not know who you are.
You know what you want to be.
And whether you can admit it or not.
It's to be me.
Because to be me.
Is to be better than you.
But you can't have it.
You can't reach it.
You never will.
No matter how many times you beat me.
No matter how many X-Division titles you win.
You will always be who you are.
A lost.
Scared.
Little boy.
With a woman who has broken your heart before simply because I wanted her too...
With a child who loves you like a friend.
Not a Father.
Because you cannot be me.
You cannot replace me.
And whether you like it or not.
You will not beat me.
Go ahead and keep spinning your web Alex.
That's all you've ever been able to do well.
Keep dreaming about my life.
My daughter.
And keep asking yourself why your just not good enough...
Why when it comes to life...
Your always second best...
To me.
September 21st, 2009, 9:33 AM.
"DADDY'S HOME!!!!"[/color]
{ Hayleigh comes running across the living room and jumps into Angels arms as he scoops her up and gives her a big old hug. Shelly leans against the door way in the kitchen and just looks at Angel. }
"So... Did you **** her?"[/color]
{ Angel's eyes go wide as he turns Hayleigh, like he's trying to protect her from Shelly's words. }
"What are you talking about?"[/color]
"Oh, I don't know. Lets see, when I left you last night you were about to go out to dinner with some slut. And then I don't see you again until the next morning? I don't know Angel, something about that screams "I GOT LAID LAST NIGHT!"[/color]
{ She storms forward as Angel turns Hayleigh further away from Shelly. }
"What's wrong Angel!? You worried your daughter is going to see you for the sorry sack of **** that you are!? HUH!? Well guess what Angel, SHE KNOWS!"[/color]
{ Shelly just levels a right hand into Angel's jaw and he staggers back, all the while covering Hayleigh's ears. }
"I can't take this anymore Angel. I CAN'T TAKE YOU OR YOUR ****! First you tell me your only going to wrestle for another year, get it out of your system. Then it's until you win the world title... Then... Then... And... All the while it's me and her... ALONE! And she cries herself to sleep watching you wrestle... Watching you play your mind games... Watching you do what you do in that ring. SHE CRIES! To me Angel, to me, she cries to me and I don't know what to tell her. I don't know what to say anymore."[/color]
{ Shelly's eyes tear up but she refuses to cry. }
"I don't know what to say when she asks me why your not around... like... He was... Like Alex..."[/color]
{ Angel's eyes light up, his face begins to turn red. }
"And I'm beginning to wonder the same thing Angel... Why aren't you around like he was... Why don't you love us like he did... Why Angel? Give me an answer... NOW!"
"I... Don't know..."[/color]
I didn't know. You see, what I wanted back then, what I what even now is to be happy with myself. To find that place where I can just accept who I am and what I've done. But I can't. At least, I couldn't. I wasn't happy with Shelly. That's why I could ask her to use Alex, that's why I could give my wife over to someone I hate. Call it what it is, sick, that's just the person I am sometimes. When there is something I want, when I think someone is in my way, I'll do what needs to be done to remove them. I'm sorry if not everyone can accept that for what it is, but I'll never lie about it. The thing is... I think I've found what I've been looking for. I've been looking for Tara. And for the first time in my life I can look in the eyes of the person in the bed next to me and I can feel it... Bliss... That's all I've been after.[/color]
Your a fool Alex.
You still think this is all about wrestling for me?
That I'm still trying to prove I'm better than you?
Alex, I don't have to prove it.
I don't have anything left to prove to you except...
I love my daughter more than anything in this entire world.
And if you think your going to keep her from...
If you think you can "protect" her from my love...
Your wrong Alex.
So very wrong...
I will go through you...
Because this isn't about wrestling.
This isn't about beating you.
This....
Is not about winning for me, not anymore.
Beat me...
See if I care Alex...
See if it hurts me that you win this match...
Because I"m not trying to win.
I'm not trying to beat you...
And it will not end when that bell rings...
Because I'm trying to kill you Alex...
**** winning....
Have the win.
Mark it down in your record book you keep by your bed.
You won Alex.
You beat me.
And now...
I kill you.
It's that simple.
I will take my daughter back.
I will give her the life she deserves.
The father she has always wanted.
Because when I'm done with you.
I'm done.
It's over.
I walk away.
I know now what I've been doing wrong Alex.
I accept that I failed my daughter these last four years.
But I'm going to make it up to her.
I'm going to be there for her from now on.
And you...
And what we do in that ring...
The war we have over her...
Will be nothing but a bad dream to her Alex...
A bad dream that your not going to wake up from.
Ever.
Say good night.
Because Sunday...
It's over.
I hope winning matters to the devil...
Because your going to enjoy that win in Hell...
And I'm going to send you there.
No mercy.[/color]
The End[/center]
Why didn't she tell me
Where to go tonight
She didn't say a word
She just walked away
You were the first to say
That we were not okay
You were the first to lie
When we were not alright
This was my first love
She was the first to go
And when she left me for you
I was the last to know