Post by Rob Diamond on Oct 21, 2010 21:24:30 GMT -6
"How could you Rob?"
"What were you thinking?"
"Why didn't you talk to us?"
"Are you going to be alright?"
*October 16th, 2010, 6:01 AM*
{ Rob Diamond, former heel of 2009, longest reigning X-division champion in company history, little brother to "Maniac" Chris Diamond, former General Manager of nCw and currently among the injured/reserved of the world stood in front of his bathroom mirror, unshaven, hair all messed up and tangled, his clothes looked like they hadn't been changed in days, his jeans were all torn up and dirty, his tank top was wrinkled. Rob leaned against the sink and frowned. }
Whats the point anymore? I fight... I lose... That's it... That's all that ever happens... My dream was to be a pro wrestler... Like Chris... And when I get there I totally blow it... Just like everything else.
"...Jenny...."
How could you ever love me? How could you ever want to be with me? Look at me... Look at who I am, what I've done... Kyle was an idiot to ever think I could change... I'm just an asshole... Always will be...
{ Rob dropped his head, not wanting to look at himself anymore. He closed his eyes, letting the memories flood his mind. Memories of him and Jenny on one of those two seater peddle boats. A memory of them eating breakfast together at Rob's favorite diner. He looked up, tears in his eyes, remembering a night that was not for nCw's cameras... }
"Jenny..."[/color]
"Rob?"[/color]
{ They sat together on a rock in the middle of the woods overlooking a small waterfall. Rob stood up and turned to face Jenny. She looked up and smiled, laughing softly as Rob dropped to one knee. }
"Will you marry me?"[/color]
{ He held out a ring for her and she shrieked with excitement and launched herself into his arms, kissing him up and down the side of his face. }
"IloveyouIloveyouIlove!"[/color]
{ He laughed. }
"So that's a 'no' then?"[/color]
{ She giggled as he slowly put the ring on her finger. Rob looked at it for a moment, wanting to memorize every last detail... }
"What do I do now?"
{ He came out of his daydream, back to the bathroom, back to the dreary life he was now engulfed in, the life he made for himself. }
"What is there left for me?"
{ Rob looked down and he noticed something. }
"Who would miss me anyways?"
{ He reached for it. }
"I've pushed everyone away... Why not just end it?"
{ Rob held in his hand a razor blade... }
"Why not?"
{ He looked at the razor blade, then raised his left arm... }
*October 21st, 2010, 10:50 PM*
{ The doctors told Rob he could go home tomorrow, albeit, with a few suggestions. }
"What do you mean I'm moving back in with Mom and Dad?"
{ Rob sat upright on his bed, Shelly at the foot of it. Rob's face was as red as you've ever seen. }
"Look Rob, the Doctor's think it's best if you lived with someone who could... Be there for you."
"And you think that's Mom and Dad? Are you insane?"
"No... Look... Do you really want to move in with Alex and me?"
{ He took three seconds to think about it and his mind went right to walking in on them having sex. }
"NO!"
"That's what I thought. Look, it's not permanent, and if you find someone else to live with then I'm sure the Doctors wouldn't mind you moving out of Mom and Dad's... It's just... None of us want you to be alone Rob. You shouldn't be."
{ He was never going to live down what he did. }
"Look, I know, it was stupid..."
"IT WAS MORE THAN STUPID! WE LOVE YOU! YOU SELF ABSORBED ASSHOLE! Just... Please Rob... Your not alone."
{ He sure as hell didn't feel that way. }
"I've got to get back home, Alex and Angel have a match this weekend and Tara has her hands full with the kids... Your getting out of here tomorrow, why don't you come watch Road to the Gold at the house?"
"Yeah, sure, sounds great Shell."
{ Shelly looks away for a second then rushes into Rob's arms. She gives Rob as big of a hug as she can, what with his stomach still not in the best shape from his match last month with Chris. }
"I love you, you big dumb asshole."
"I love you sis."
{ Shelly gives Rob a peck on the cheek before leaveing to catch her ride home. Rob lays back on the bed and just stares at the ceiling. }
They all want to know why...
More so, they want to know if I'll do it again...
Simple answer...
Nah...
I don't think so...
Death doesn't suit me...
Besides, being emo is Falcon's job...
*October 22nd, 2010, 8:00 AM*[/b]
Chris mother loving Diamond... Oh I'm sorry, better refer to you by your maiden name.
Maniac.
So Kane-dertaker-byss, how's the family doing? See you've abducted slash raped Sandy Rayne. Nice. You know, I would of thought she'd just give it to you for nothing, after all, she gave it to me for a job and she doesn't even like me. But hey, what do I know, it's not like I learned how to manipulate people from the master or anything.
But that's enough dicking around Chris. See, I was sitting in my hospital bed, listening to everyone and their mother worrying about my well being and it occurred to me Chris... You weren't there. Not only weren't you there, you didn't call, you didn't write, you didn't even Twitter. I went as far as to check my myspace account just to see if you were still living in the dark ages.
Whats the deal Chris? Your man enough to crush people in the ring but your not man enough to get a front seat as one of the men you damn near crippled, lays dying in a hospital bed? Is Maniac just not the dastardly evil mastermind he plays himself up to be? Is Maniac not the maniacal son of a bitch he portrays on tv? Or is it a complete and total lack of balls between your legs?
You put me in the hospital.
You shortened my career.
You put me on the shelf.
And yet, you weren't there when I finally decided to do what you couldn't. I TRIED TO END MY LIFE CHRIS!
End.
My.
Life.
It wasn't a game. It wasn't a stunt. It wasn't to get attention. I DIDN'T WANT TO LIVE ANYMORE! And the one man I looked up to more than any other, despite what happened in that ring, despite all the bad blood, despite kicking my ass all over the ring, WAS NO WHERE TO BE FOUND! But you know what Chris, I'm not mad....
I'M PISSED!
My life was on the line. My LIFE! And where were you? Playing "Days of our psychotic life" on nCw television? Kidnapping eighteen year olds, stalking some old chick, doing your best impression of a real psychopath for the the youngins in the crowd?
PFFT...
I know whats really going on Chris. I know. This whole 'Maniac' thing, it isn't some dark persona coming to the surface. It's not some dark, hidden part of your soul breaking out and taking control.
It's you.
It was always you.
Your not crazy. Your smart. You know what sells. Mystery, suspense, Christ, your like a one man version of 'Lost' except you wear wrestling tights and I'm pretty sure your not a smoke monster. All of this, it hasn't been about Maniac just destroying everything in his way because the world is a dark horrible place and deserves to pay. It's about Chris Diamond realizing he's 39 years old and the better days of his career are behind him because he wasted so much time wallowing in his own self pity after some retard named Tyrant retired your bitch ass. It's about you getting one more shot. It's about you being jealous that I was getting all the press.
That's it. Jealousy. Everyone was talking about me instead of you. I was on my way to the top. I was going to be a World Champion. I was the Diamond you just couldn't keep out of your mouth and you... Had to fix that...
So now here we are Chris. You struck when I was down. You pushed me over the edge. You knocked me into the abyss... And you almost had me Chris. I almost died... But you failed. I'm still here. I pulled through and now... Well now Chris, it's only a matter of time before I'm healed up and ready to go. So, while your busy beating Honcho down this Sunday at Road to the Gold, try to remember to keep an eye out because vengeance is coming...
For you.
I'm coming...
For you.
And I've got two words for you Chris...
Ya dead.[/color]
"What were you thinking?"
"Why didn't you talk to us?"
"Are you going to be alright?"
*October 16th, 2010, 6:01 AM*
{ Rob Diamond, former heel of 2009, longest reigning X-division champion in company history, little brother to "Maniac" Chris Diamond, former General Manager of nCw and currently among the injured/reserved of the world stood in front of his bathroom mirror, unshaven, hair all messed up and tangled, his clothes looked like they hadn't been changed in days, his jeans were all torn up and dirty, his tank top was wrinkled. Rob leaned against the sink and frowned. }
Whats the point anymore? I fight... I lose... That's it... That's all that ever happens... My dream was to be a pro wrestler... Like Chris... And when I get there I totally blow it... Just like everything else.
"...Jenny...."
How could you ever love me? How could you ever want to be with me? Look at me... Look at who I am, what I've done... Kyle was an idiot to ever think I could change... I'm just an asshole... Always will be...
{ Rob dropped his head, not wanting to look at himself anymore. He closed his eyes, letting the memories flood his mind. Memories of him and Jenny on one of those two seater peddle boats. A memory of them eating breakfast together at Rob's favorite diner. He looked up, tears in his eyes, remembering a night that was not for nCw's cameras... }
"Jenny..."[/color]
"Rob?"[/color]
{ They sat together on a rock in the middle of the woods overlooking a small waterfall. Rob stood up and turned to face Jenny. She looked up and smiled, laughing softly as Rob dropped to one knee. }
"Will you marry me?"[/color]
{ He held out a ring for her and she shrieked with excitement and launched herself into his arms, kissing him up and down the side of his face. }
"IloveyouIloveyouIlove!"[/color]
{ He laughed. }
"So that's a 'no' then?"[/color]
{ She giggled as he slowly put the ring on her finger. Rob looked at it for a moment, wanting to memorize every last detail... }
"What do I do now?"
{ He came out of his daydream, back to the bathroom, back to the dreary life he was now engulfed in, the life he made for himself. }
"What is there left for me?"
{ Rob looked down and he noticed something. }
"Who would miss me anyways?"
{ He reached for it. }
"I've pushed everyone away... Why not just end it?"
{ Rob held in his hand a razor blade... }
"Why not?"
{ He looked at the razor blade, then raised his left arm... }
*October 21st, 2010, 10:50 PM*
{ The doctors told Rob he could go home tomorrow, albeit, with a few suggestions. }
"What do you mean I'm moving back in with Mom and Dad?"
{ Rob sat upright on his bed, Shelly at the foot of it. Rob's face was as red as you've ever seen. }
"Look Rob, the Doctor's think it's best if you lived with someone who could... Be there for you."
"And you think that's Mom and Dad? Are you insane?"
"No... Look... Do you really want to move in with Alex and me?"
{ He took three seconds to think about it and his mind went right to walking in on them having sex. }
"NO!"
"That's what I thought. Look, it's not permanent, and if you find someone else to live with then I'm sure the Doctors wouldn't mind you moving out of Mom and Dad's... It's just... None of us want you to be alone Rob. You shouldn't be."
{ He was never going to live down what he did. }
"Look, I know, it was stupid..."
"IT WAS MORE THAN STUPID! WE LOVE YOU! YOU SELF ABSORBED ASSHOLE! Just... Please Rob... Your not alone."
{ He sure as hell didn't feel that way. }
"I've got to get back home, Alex and Angel have a match this weekend and Tara has her hands full with the kids... Your getting out of here tomorrow, why don't you come watch Road to the Gold at the house?"
"Yeah, sure, sounds great Shell."
{ Shelly looks away for a second then rushes into Rob's arms. She gives Rob as big of a hug as she can, what with his stomach still not in the best shape from his match last month with Chris. }
"I love you, you big dumb asshole."
"I love you sis."
{ Shelly gives Rob a peck on the cheek before leaveing to catch her ride home. Rob lays back on the bed and just stares at the ceiling. }
They all want to know why...
More so, they want to know if I'll do it again...
Simple answer...
Nah...
I don't think so...
Death doesn't suit me...
Besides, being emo is Falcon's job...
*October 22nd, 2010, 8:00 AM*[/b]
Chris mother loving Diamond... Oh I'm sorry, better refer to you by your maiden name.
Maniac.
So Kane-dertaker-byss, how's the family doing? See you've abducted slash raped Sandy Rayne. Nice. You know, I would of thought she'd just give it to you for nothing, after all, she gave it to me for a job and she doesn't even like me. But hey, what do I know, it's not like I learned how to manipulate people from the master or anything.
But that's enough dicking around Chris. See, I was sitting in my hospital bed, listening to everyone and their mother worrying about my well being and it occurred to me Chris... You weren't there. Not only weren't you there, you didn't call, you didn't write, you didn't even Twitter. I went as far as to check my myspace account just to see if you were still living in the dark ages.
Whats the deal Chris? Your man enough to crush people in the ring but your not man enough to get a front seat as one of the men you damn near crippled, lays dying in a hospital bed? Is Maniac just not the dastardly evil mastermind he plays himself up to be? Is Maniac not the maniacal son of a bitch he portrays on tv? Or is it a complete and total lack of balls between your legs?
You put me in the hospital.
You shortened my career.
You put me on the shelf.
And yet, you weren't there when I finally decided to do what you couldn't. I TRIED TO END MY LIFE CHRIS!
End.
My.
Life.
It wasn't a game. It wasn't a stunt. It wasn't to get attention. I DIDN'T WANT TO LIVE ANYMORE! And the one man I looked up to more than any other, despite what happened in that ring, despite all the bad blood, despite kicking my ass all over the ring, WAS NO WHERE TO BE FOUND! But you know what Chris, I'm not mad....
I'M PISSED!
My life was on the line. My LIFE! And where were you? Playing "Days of our psychotic life" on nCw television? Kidnapping eighteen year olds, stalking some old chick, doing your best impression of a real psychopath for the the youngins in the crowd?
PFFT...
I know whats really going on Chris. I know. This whole 'Maniac' thing, it isn't some dark persona coming to the surface. It's not some dark, hidden part of your soul breaking out and taking control.
It's you.
It was always you.
Your not crazy. Your smart. You know what sells. Mystery, suspense, Christ, your like a one man version of 'Lost' except you wear wrestling tights and I'm pretty sure your not a smoke monster. All of this, it hasn't been about Maniac just destroying everything in his way because the world is a dark horrible place and deserves to pay. It's about Chris Diamond realizing he's 39 years old and the better days of his career are behind him because he wasted so much time wallowing in his own self pity after some retard named Tyrant retired your bitch ass. It's about you getting one more shot. It's about you being jealous that I was getting all the press.
That's it. Jealousy. Everyone was talking about me instead of you. I was on my way to the top. I was going to be a World Champion. I was the Diamond you just couldn't keep out of your mouth and you... Had to fix that...
So now here we are Chris. You struck when I was down. You pushed me over the edge. You knocked me into the abyss... And you almost had me Chris. I almost died... But you failed. I'm still here. I pulled through and now... Well now Chris, it's only a matter of time before I'm healed up and ready to go. So, while your busy beating Honcho down this Sunday at Road to the Gold, try to remember to keep an eye out because vengeance is coming...
For you.
I'm coming...
For you.
And I've got two words for you Chris...
Ya dead.[/color]