Post by Adam Knite on Jul 28, 2011 19:31:05 GMT -6
[Adam limps after Kelly after she left through the Doctor's office door, but she is long gone from sight. The thoughts are sprinting in and out of Adam's head, wondering what is up with her, several theories are rushing in and out of his brain but he wants to talk to her before jumping to any conclusions. Adam steps out the door and looks around, sitting there on a bench sits his wife looking forward, she turns to him and closes her eyes, she looks ashamed.]
“I... I didn't mean to make a scene like that.”
[Adam walks over the best he can and slowly lowers himself onto the bench, to where he's pressed right up against Kelly now, she turns her head, she can't even look at him.]
“You didn't make a scene... you didn't even say anything, you just walked out.”
“Yeah walked out practically bawling like a little ****ing twit! I feel like such an idiot.”
“You know Kelly, sometimes it's ok to show you're human. If you have something on your mind, just tell me.”
[Kelly still isn't facing her husband, her eyes are squarely fixated on looking out into the distance, she isn't looking at anything in particular, it's just she doesn't know what to say, or how to react so she's just staring. Adam leans back against the bench, extends his arm and rests it behind Kelly's head.]
“It's nothing...”
“Kelly? Do you not want me to do this?”
“I don't want to see you get hurt worse. Adam... I've been trying, forget it. It's not important.”
“Everything you've ever had to say has been important to me Kel.”
“I've been acting tough, and confident... but...”
“but?”
“I'm scared ok! I'm scared you're going to get hurt worse, I'm scared that you're not going to be able to wrestle anymore, I'm afraid.... it'd be all my fault if you did.”
[The tears form up in Kelly's eyes even more now as she almost grimaces in pain trying to fight them back, but eventually it's too much and Adam can see the streak of water rolling down her cheeks. He brings his arm that is already over Kelly's shoulder and grabs her, pulling her into his chest.]
“What are you talking about? How on Earth would any of this be your fault.”
“Everything is my fault Adam! If it wasn't for me and you being together Daddy wouldn't be after you, it's been nothing but 10 years of constant back stabbing and plotting whenever we were together. If it wasn't for me you and Steve wouldn't have nearly killed one another, if it wasn't for me you wouldn't have started the Revolution, if it wasn't for me pushing you and goading you into fighting Brad again... you wouldn't even be here. Now... now, I've been pushing another fight, and you can't back out of it now... what if you do get hurt, what if you can't wrestle again, what if....”
“Kelly, Kelly, Kelly... relax.”
[Kelly pulls away from Adam, her tears are even more intense now, she smashes her fists into Adam's chest as she looks at him furious. It's obvious she isn't mad at him, just mad at the entire situation as she can even barely get herself to look at him as she her emotions are taking over.]
“I can't relax! Don't you see!? I don't want you to do this, I can't watch you do this, just please... don't risk it! Don't get in the ring... PLEASE!”
[Adam opens his mouth and looks like he's about to say something in response to this sudden outburst, one he's never really seen from Kelly before. However, she doesn't give him anywhere near a chance to do so before she's at it again.]
“...”
“But I can't do anything to stop you. See! I know what you're going to say and I understand it's something you feel you have to do, but it doesn't make it any easier on me Adam! I love you, you jackass!”
“Kel, I'm sorry, I don't know what to say, I wasn't prepared for a reaction like this from you.”
“I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm acting like a whiny emotional prissy little girl, but I can't help it Adam! I don't know if I can handle this, I'm worrying myself sick, I'm shaking all over...”
[Kelly's rambling becomes more sporadic has she tries to compose herself but nothing seems to be working, Adam stands up from the bench, where Kelly immediately falls forward into his embrace, holding him tight. Her tears soaking his chest through his T-Shirt, Adam rubs the back of her head.]
“Kelly if you feel this strongly...”
“Please, lets just go home, I don't want to talk about this here anymore. I just want to be home.”
“Ok...”
[Adam pulls away and stares at his wife breathing heavily, he grabs her shoulders reassuringly before kissing her square on the forehead. She closes her eyes as they begin walking away from the entrance, Adam with his arms around her leading the way to the car as we fade out.]
Oh... I guess I really should pay more attention, look what happens when I tune into my TV and noticed Brad Kane had done a second promo, and what do you know, I totally called it.
Wow, can't go five minutes without those “very special moments” in your promos can you? It's like it's permanently sweeps week on Television between you and Spike. Just give you two a big match, just give you two something that you want to impress for, and there you go, you're whipping out the family, teaching valuable lessons, or some life altering event comes and really just pulls at all of our heart strings, and what a doozy this one is.
I can't believe I totally called little Beaver Kane questing his mom having a night of wild passionate sex with another man like that, it's amazing that you really are that predictable Brad. It's simply stunning that you want to believe that you're in my league, you want to think that you are anywhere near my level, when you're walking around here pretending your a different man when in reality nothing has really changed at all. You did all that work, all that effort you put into becoming a changed man who has separated himself from his history and past, and it all didn't change a damn thing.
You're still the same old Brad kane that we've all come to know and... well not love... tolerate? You want to start comparing careers? Lets start comparing them... lets talk about how I won the World title from Ace, ok, now lets talk about how I earned that shot and how I was the first and to date only Gladiator to go on and successfully win the world title. See, you really should stop pulling pages out of the Joe Everyman book of insults, because I fought and clawed for months, working my way to the top just to get put into the Coliseum match, and just like Everyman, you just throw that to the side and call it “unimportant.”
Lets talk about how I became the king of this company, how the reason I took control was because there wasn't a single person who could slow me down, there wasn't a damn person who could stop me from imposing my will on the entire company. You want to talk about the past, lets talk about how your brother couldn't stop me so he ran the hell away, much like your history of running the second things get dicey, must really run in the family... again. So many similarities, so many things that I can point out between you, and the most important one being how I'm going to show you that neither of you could ever stop me, ever dethrone me, ever replace me as the alpha and omega that this company has to offer.
You're full of too much bull **** to be on the level of the true NCW legends, you quit when the times get the roughest, you run away when things aren't going your way, and you give up when the simplest of adversity is placed in the road before you. How does that make a king? How does that make a legend? How does that equal anything more than just a weak ass pussy trying get some attention like a little child throwing a temper tantrum because he didn't get his ice cream after supper? See Kane, that's what I look at you, sure you managed to weasel your way into a world title run when me and Steve were too set on each other to really try and win it, but ever since you haven't done a damn t hing other then whine about how you were screwed out of the belt by Philip Burns, who by the way, was defeated by Ace in a Road to the Gold tournament final, just for records sake. Real champions don't cry, don't whine, don't bitch about their spots in a company, and they sure as hell don't retire every other week.
What? Another retirement joke? What is up with me, I'm starting to sound like a broken record aren't I? I guess it's because over the past couple of months I've been spending way too much of my time listening to Brad Kane monologues, they're starting to rub off on me. Next thing you know I'm going to start calling Megan a whore, she's only slept with what? Four guys her entire life, that's crazy to call somebody like that a whore, just like your little jabs at Kelly are asinine... just like that. Next lets start calling Zelda a tramp, you know those two guys she's been with really make her a whore of monumental proportions, and yes in case you are having trouble with it, that was sarcasm.
You know what's funny, is that Leonard practically raised me Brad. He took a 17 year old kid and with his support molded him into the man you see today. If it wasn't for him taking me under his wing, if it wasn't for him being my support system while I was coming up the ranks I'd probably still be wrestling in bingo halls and doing the “indy scream” on recorded shows. It's funny, because you call him a father figure, when I've known that man for over a decade, when that man made me into this Adam Knite. You want to know who taught me how to destroy a company by chipping away at the foundation? It was Leonard.
He took the place that my own two bit father left, it was only when I and Kelly got involved together that he started having issues, that he hid from sight for so long they festered and built up inside of him until he exploded with all this monomaniacal views. Do you think it's going to be any different for you Kane? You think he's doing anything but use you to get at me? You're his little whore is all you are. Just look at who is still listed as inheriting this company when he resigns, it's not going to be you. He's using you, he's using you like he used me over the years, he's using you like he used Steve, he's using you like he used Zelda, when you're outlived your usefulness you're going to be tossed to the curb and forgotten. That's your new father for you.
I don't think you're a bad guy Brad, I just think you're very impressionable, you're easy to sway. Leonard talks you into doing his bidding and you jump aboard. When you ran away before it was because you got it into your head that you were being mistreated, probably because of something somebody said and you flip out. You read too much into what people say, in what you read about you on the internet, and just surround yourself with enablers. I don't think you're a bad guy, but I do think your actions, your attitude, your rampant disrespect for everybody around you needs to be put to an end.
I want to see you Brad on your knees, begging everybody to forgive you, I want to see you praying to God that you can be washed clean of your sins. What you've done to Megan, your family, to my family, isn't going to be forgotten, not ever. You need to cleanse your conscience of the thoughts of your transgressions against the ones who loved you. Siding with Leonard, riding NCW of me, stalking my wife, threatening my child... none of that is going to wash your soul clean Brad, you'll always have to live with the thoughts of the horror you caused to not only yourself but your entire family. Your son is on the bring of hatred, and your wife ran to the arms of another man and you know what?
There isn't a single damn person you can blame... other than yourself.
Not your father.
Not me.
Not Megan.
It all falls on you.
You caused all of this. Whenever you lay your head on your pillow at nights, and your mind wonders and you begin thinking about Megan with me and Kelly, and you start remembering the pain that caused you, I just want you to know, that I didn't do that to you. I was simply the tool Megan used for her revenge, I was simply a part of her plan to make you hurt, a plan that she concocted because you betrayed her first. When you're thinking about her mouth wrapped around my...yeah, when you're thinking about her calling out my name, when you're wondering if that funny taste in her mouth was my ball sweat and when you have those second thoughts about how good I was because you know you can't trust her, just remember one thing...
It was all your fault.
Have fun dealing with that.
“I... I didn't mean to make a scene like that.”
[Adam walks over the best he can and slowly lowers himself onto the bench, to where he's pressed right up against Kelly now, she turns her head, she can't even look at him.]
“You didn't make a scene... you didn't even say anything, you just walked out.”
“Yeah walked out practically bawling like a little ****ing twit! I feel like such an idiot.”
“You know Kelly, sometimes it's ok to show you're human. If you have something on your mind, just tell me.”
[Kelly still isn't facing her husband, her eyes are squarely fixated on looking out into the distance, she isn't looking at anything in particular, it's just she doesn't know what to say, or how to react so she's just staring. Adam leans back against the bench, extends his arm and rests it behind Kelly's head.]
“It's nothing...”
“Kelly? Do you not want me to do this?”
“I don't want to see you get hurt worse. Adam... I've been trying, forget it. It's not important.”
“Everything you've ever had to say has been important to me Kel.”
“I've been acting tough, and confident... but...”
“but?”
“I'm scared ok! I'm scared you're going to get hurt worse, I'm scared that you're not going to be able to wrestle anymore, I'm afraid.... it'd be all my fault if you did.”
[The tears form up in Kelly's eyes even more now as she almost grimaces in pain trying to fight them back, but eventually it's too much and Adam can see the streak of water rolling down her cheeks. He brings his arm that is already over Kelly's shoulder and grabs her, pulling her into his chest.]
“What are you talking about? How on Earth would any of this be your fault.”
“Everything is my fault Adam! If it wasn't for me and you being together Daddy wouldn't be after you, it's been nothing but 10 years of constant back stabbing and plotting whenever we were together. If it wasn't for me you and Steve wouldn't have nearly killed one another, if it wasn't for me you wouldn't have started the Revolution, if it wasn't for me pushing you and goading you into fighting Brad again... you wouldn't even be here. Now... now, I've been pushing another fight, and you can't back out of it now... what if you do get hurt, what if you can't wrestle again, what if....”
“Kelly, Kelly, Kelly... relax.”
[Kelly pulls away from Adam, her tears are even more intense now, she smashes her fists into Adam's chest as she looks at him furious. It's obvious she isn't mad at him, just mad at the entire situation as she can even barely get herself to look at him as she her emotions are taking over.]
“I can't relax! Don't you see!? I don't want you to do this, I can't watch you do this, just please... don't risk it! Don't get in the ring... PLEASE!”
[Adam opens his mouth and looks like he's about to say something in response to this sudden outburst, one he's never really seen from Kelly before. However, she doesn't give him anywhere near a chance to do so before she's at it again.]
“...”
“But I can't do anything to stop you. See! I know what you're going to say and I understand it's something you feel you have to do, but it doesn't make it any easier on me Adam! I love you, you jackass!”
“Kel, I'm sorry, I don't know what to say, I wasn't prepared for a reaction like this from you.”
“I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm acting like a whiny emotional prissy little girl, but I can't help it Adam! I don't know if I can handle this, I'm worrying myself sick, I'm shaking all over...”
[Kelly's rambling becomes more sporadic has she tries to compose herself but nothing seems to be working, Adam stands up from the bench, where Kelly immediately falls forward into his embrace, holding him tight. Her tears soaking his chest through his T-Shirt, Adam rubs the back of her head.]
“Kelly if you feel this strongly...”
“Please, lets just go home, I don't want to talk about this here anymore. I just want to be home.”
“Ok...”
[Adam pulls away and stares at his wife breathing heavily, he grabs her shoulders reassuringly before kissing her square on the forehead. She closes her eyes as they begin walking away from the entrance, Adam with his arms around her leading the way to the car as we fade out.]
Oh... I guess I really should pay more attention, look what happens when I tune into my TV and noticed Brad Kane had done a second promo, and what do you know, I totally called it.
Wow, can't go five minutes without those “very special moments” in your promos can you? It's like it's permanently sweeps week on Television between you and Spike. Just give you two a big match, just give you two something that you want to impress for, and there you go, you're whipping out the family, teaching valuable lessons, or some life altering event comes and really just pulls at all of our heart strings, and what a doozy this one is.
I can't believe I totally called little Beaver Kane questing his mom having a night of wild passionate sex with another man like that, it's amazing that you really are that predictable Brad. It's simply stunning that you want to believe that you're in my league, you want to think that you are anywhere near my level, when you're walking around here pretending your a different man when in reality nothing has really changed at all. You did all that work, all that effort you put into becoming a changed man who has separated himself from his history and past, and it all didn't change a damn thing.
You're still the same old Brad kane that we've all come to know and... well not love... tolerate? You want to start comparing careers? Lets start comparing them... lets talk about how I won the World title from Ace, ok, now lets talk about how I earned that shot and how I was the first and to date only Gladiator to go on and successfully win the world title. See, you really should stop pulling pages out of the Joe Everyman book of insults, because I fought and clawed for months, working my way to the top just to get put into the Coliseum match, and just like Everyman, you just throw that to the side and call it “unimportant.”
Lets talk about how I became the king of this company, how the reason I took control was because there wasn't a single person who could slow me down, there wasn't a damn person who could stop me from imposing my will on the entire company. You want to talk about the past, lets talk about how your brother couldn't stop me so he ran the hell away, much like your history of running the second things get dicey, must really run in the family... again. So many similarities, so many things that I can point out between you, and the most important one being how I'm going to show you that neither of you could ever stop me, ever dethrone me, ever replace me as the alpha and omega that this company has to offer.
You're full of too much bull **** to be on the level of the true NCW legends, you quit when the times get the roughest, you run away when things aren't going your way, and you give up when the simplest of adversity is placed in the road before you. How does that make a king? How does that make a legend? How does that equal anything more than just a weak ass pussy trying get some attention like a little child throwing a temper tantrum because he didn't get his ice cream after supper? See Kane, that's what I look at you, sure you managed to weasel your way into a world title run when me and Steve were too set on each other to really try and win it, but ever since you haven't done a damn t hing other then whine about how you were screwed out of the belt by Philip Burns, who by the way, was defeated by Ace in a Road to the Gold tournament final, just for records sake. Real champions don't cry, don't whine, don't bitch about their spots in a company, and they sure as hell don't retire every other week.
What? Another retirement joke? What is up with me, I'm starting to sound like a broken record aren't I? I guess it's because over the past couple of months I've been spending way too much of my time listening to Brad Kane monologues, they're starting to rub off on me. Next thing you know I'm going to start calling Megan a whore, she's only slept with what? Four guys her entire life, that's crazy to call somebody like that a whore, just like your little jabs at Kelly are asinine... just like that. Next lets start calling Zelda a tramp, you know those two guys she's been with really make her a whore of monumental proportions, and yes in case you are having trouble with it, that was sarcasm.
You know what's funny, is that Leonard practically raised me Brad. He took a 17 year old kid and with his support molded him into the man you see today. If it wasn't for him taking me under his wing, if it wasn't for him being my support system while I was coming up the ranks I'd probably still be wrestling in bingo halls and doing the “indy scream” on recorded shows. It's funny, because you call him a father figure, when I've known that man for over a decade, when that man made me into this Adam Knite. You want to know who taught me how to destroy a company by chipping away at the foundation? It was Leonard.
He took the place that my own two bit father left, it was only when I and Kelly got involved together that he started having issues, that he hid from sight for so long they festered and built up inside of him until he exploded with all this monomaniacal views. Do you think it's going to be any different for you Kane? You think he's doing anything but use you to get at me? You're his little whore is all you are. Just look at who is still listed as inheriting this company when he resigns, it's not going to be you. He's using you, he's using you like he used me over the years, he's using you like he used Steve, he's using you like he used Zelda, when you're outlived your usefulness you're going to be tossed to the curb and forgotten. That's your new father for you.
I don't think you're a bad guy Brad, I just think you're very impressionable, you're easy to sway. Leonard talks you into doing his bidding and you jump aboard. When you ran away before it was because you got it into your head that you were being mistreated, probably because of something somebody said and you flip out. You read too much into what people say, in what you read about you on the internet, and just surround yourself with enablers. I don't think you're a bad guy, but I do think your actions, your attitude, your rampant disrespect for everybody around you needs to be put to an end.
I want to see you Brad on your knees, begging everybody to forgive you, I want to see you praying to God that you can be washed clean of your sins. What you've done to Megan, your family, to my family, isn't going to be forgotten, not ever. You need to cleanse your conscience of the thoughts of your transgressions against the ones who loved you. Siding with Leonard, riding NCW of me, stalking my wife, threatening my child... none of that is going to wash your soul clean Brad, you'll always have to live with the thoughts of the horror you caused to not only yourself but your entire family. Your son is on the bring of hatred, and your wife ran to the arms of another man and you know what?
There isn't a single damn person you can blame... other than yourself.
Not your father.
Not me.
Not Megan.
It all falls on you.
You caused all of this. Whenever you lay your head on your pillow at nights, and your mind wonders and you begin thinking about Megan with me and Kelly, and you start remembering the pain that caused you, I just want you to know, that I didn't do that to you. I was simply the tool Megan used for her revenge, I was simply a part of her plan to make you hurt, a plan that she concocted because you betrayed her first. When you're thinking about her mouth wrapped around my...yeah, when you're thinking about her calling out my name, when you're wondering if that funny taste in her mouth was my ball sweat and when you have those second thoughts about how good I was because you know you can't trust her, just remember one thing...
It was all your fault.
Have fun dealing with that.