Post by Adam Knite on Jul 30, 2011 3:17:44 GMT -6
[Adam gently places his hand on the bare shoulders of Kelly as she sits on the edge of the bed, the loose drops of water roll down from the towel wrapped around her head and roll to the towel that is wrapped around her torso. Her head his lowered looking at the floor, her attention is gone, barely notices Adam there.]
“Ryleigh's in bed.”
“Thank you.”
[That's the extent of the reaction he gets from her, she doesn't lift her head, or even smile... nothing. Adam bites down on his bottom lip, looking a lot like his sister at the moment as he thinks deeply about his wife's current mood.]
“Kelly? Come on.. are you ok?”
“...”
“You know you're going to have to talk about this. If you don't want me to wrestle... I'll pull out of the match. Whatever makes you comfortable Kelly.”
“NO! Don't do that... I'm just being a crybaby Adam, which is horrible since you're the one who'd be walking in there on a busted up knee. Just don't even pay any attention to me.”
[Adam grabs his wife who begins looking even worse and pulls her back towards him, he spreads his legs (in considerable pain) and slides her close to him where he wraps his arms around her. Adam leans his head over her shoulder and tries to get her to look at him, which is surprisingly a hard thing to do because Kelly is stubborn like that.]
“Kelly, if you're reacting like this all of a sudden to the match, I don't want to put any more pressure on you, if you're having reservations about this match. I will do whatever you want me to do.”
“It's not that I don't want you to do this Adam, I'm just afraid... afraid you'll get hurt, but I don't want to emasculate you. Imagine everybody's jokes about how the wife made you pull out of the match, I can't do that to you either, and I can't show people that I was actually worried about this after I was pimping the match like Roxxxie on a Saturday night.”
[Adam grabs his wife and pulls her head back, to see that she's starting to water up some more, which oddly causes him to let out a slight smile at his wife's concern. Kelly rolls her eyes and tries to pull away but Adam holds on tight. He looks her straight in the eyes.]
“Kelly... you don't always have to put up that tough act for everybody. You're a person, you're going to have strong feelings at times, and it's nothing to be ashamed about. I know you don't want anybody to ever think you're weak, but if this means so much to you...”
“Adam I can't, ok I can't make you not do this and I'm not going to. I just wish I didn't feel like a scared little girl right now, it's pathetic...”
“How is it pathetic?”
“BECAUSE! I'm not some air headed bimbo Adam! My life, my feelings, shouldn't be revolving around you like I can't live without you... but they do... you're everything to me, and...”
[She takes a deep breath.]
“and I can't bare thinking about you being hurt again, or worse... seeing something you love taken away from you. I can't do it Adam, I can't watch, I can't stand it... I'm a nervous wreck here, and it's because you mean the world to me.”
“And you think, you mean nothing to me? Kelly I feel the same about you, I'm always worried when you step into the ring for the same reasons. It's nothing to be ashamed about! Like I said, you're allowed to be a human being, you're allowed to have emotions other than “tough bitch,” in fact I think it's down right adorable that you're this worried about me. It makes me smile...”
[Kelly smiles at Adam as she closes her eyes tightly and tries to crush the tears it seems. She opens them back up, leans up and kisses Adam on his chin (the closest thing she could reach) before she lowers her head and turns sideways in Adam's arms, resting her head on his chest. Adam puts his hands on her and gently runs his fingers through her hair after throwing the towel to the floor.]
“You ARE really cute like this you know, it's fantastic. You should have nervous breakdowns more often.”
“Ha ha... real funny.”
[Adam flashes a quick small, but one that we know has a deeper meaning as he’s staring at her intently.]
“Kelly...”
“I know Adam. You have to go out there... and I’m going to support you no matter what. I just want you to be safe, I just wish I wasn’t feeling like this, You make me into a freaking ditzy little girl you know that?”
“and I love it... just Kell, I want you to know....”
[Kelly puts her hands on Adam’s chest and shoves him down onto the bed, she positions herself on top of him and puts her index finger on his lips.]
“Adam... I understand ok? You’re going to go out there and you’re going to face him, and I’m sure you’re going to fight through the pain the best you can and find a way to win. I believe in you, it’s not about me not believing this is something you can’t do, it’s just worrying something bad will happen, so just don’t say anything else except promising me one thing ok?”
“What?”
“Just promise you’ll come back to me and Ryleigh safe?”
“Of course Nothing he can do will ever keep me down.”
[Kelly leans in closer and it’s obvious that she is still apprehensive but she’s holding back all the words and instead just hovers over Adam’s face and takes a deep breath before she forces a half smile on her face.]
“I love you...”
“I love you too, and I promise... everything is going to be fine.”
[She softly nods her head “yes” before she leans in further and the two begin to kiss. We fade here before we get a chance to see if they go any further.]
Oh Brad Kane... cry me a river.
Man, for somebody who wants to act like they are strong, mean, vicious enough to destroy my entire life, you sure cry like a little bitch when somebody comes and smacks them in the face. To anybody who cares, to anybody who didn't see that Brad Kane promo yet, I'm about to throw out some spoilers for ya.
“Whine” “bitch” “moan”
“You don't know me... you have no idea where I come from... where I'vs been... how long I've been there... what I had to do to get from where I was to where I am now!”
“Whine” “bitch” “moan”
It's nice how the mean, disturbed, violent, mysterious Reckless Jack has been reduced to nothing but a quivering little **** having heart to heart talks with a teenage kid, all just because I boinked his wife. It's amazing how you built yourself up so much, tried so hard to be the menacing terror that could take the world and crush it in the palm of his hand, but that all just flies out the window. Where is the man who had my daughter in his arms in the middle of the ring, who made me sweat, who made me frantic and threw me into a wild rage? Where is the man who stalked my wife, had her cornered and defenseless while I was helpless to do anything about it... where is the man who could threaten my crown!? Where is the man who was a threat!? Where is he Brad?! This is he man you want to trot out to the ring against me!? The guy who smoochies his kid on the forehead and gives him the big “I screwed up and I'm sorry” speech!?
That's the guy you've become!
Now you want to tell me that you're good enough, that you're strong enough to destroy me!?
Don't.
Be.
****ing.
Stupid.
I've made a career out of tearing down men who had twice the determination and anger in their eyes than you do now. You have me against the ropes, you tore up my knee, you are standing there with your foot on my throat and the most threatening thing you can throw in my face is your fourteen year old son!? Now you're going to break me? Now you're going to send me out of NCW with my tail between my legs!?
Please.
So this is it Brad? This is it? Really?
You're now the man that I've been worrying about for so long? You're the person that I was concerned was finally going to have my number? Not to sound arrogant, but I'm frankly disappointed in you, if it wasn't for the fact that I now have a hurting knee... I wouldn't give you a second thought. You're just a guy crying because his son doesn't love him any more, you're just a guy confused over your direction in life, you're just a guy filled with remorse over what he's done... you're just...
a guy.
I've already won.
For me, this was never about... beating you, or killing you, or “destroying” you. I told you from the very day you revealed that it was you behind that mask, that I was going to teach you about what is important in life, about how much my family meant to me, and how far I’d go for them, I was going to make you realize that’s what’s in life... you remember that BK? I’ve done it, I didn’t even have to beat you in a match, all I had to do was sleep with your wife, make you think that you were going to lose the person you loved, the person you took for granted, and now here you are, almost regretting what you did to them...
It’s over. Win or lose the match... I’ve accomplished my goals.
The only thing I want now, is retribution. I don’t want to break your knee, or break your neck, nothing like that, you want to play those games screwing with a guy’s career do it. What I want is to simply watch you suffer, watch as you realize that you weren’t good enough, that you were never good enough, that moment I see that in your eyes, is the moment that I know it’s over, that I know I have proven my point once and for all.
I’m going to love seeing that sight. You knowing that it was all for nothing.
You lost your wife, kids, and perfect life all in pursuit of me, and now...
You’re doing everything you can now to fix that... as I said you would...
Seeing that sight, of you powerless... going to be beautiful...
but the best part?
Will be you on your back,
staring at the lights,
listening to the fans chanting...
“Long live the king”
“Ryleigh's in bed.”
“Thank you.”
[That's the extent of the reaction he gets from her, she doesn't lift her head, or even smile... nothing. Adam bites down on his bottom lip, looking a lot like his sister at the moment as he thinks deeply about his wife's current mood.]
“Kelly? Come on.. are you ok?”
“...”
“You know you're going to have to talk about this. If you don't want me to wrestle... I'll pull out of the match. Whatever makes you comfortable Kelly.”
“NO! Don't do that... I'm just being a crybaby Adam, which is horrible since you're the one who'd be walking in there on a busted up knee. Just don't even pay any attention to me.”
[Adam grabs his wife who begins looking even worse and pulls her back towards him, he spreads his legs (in considerable pain) and slides her close to him where he wraps his arms around her. Adam leans his head over her shoulder and tries to get her to look at him, which is surprisingly a hard thing to do because Kelly is stubborn like that.]
“Kelly, if you're reacting like this all of a sudden to the match, I don't want to put any more pressure on you, if you're having reservations about this match. I will do whatever you want me to do.”
“It's not that I don't want you to do this Adam, I'm just afraid... afraid you'll get hurt, but I don't want to emasculate you. Imagine everybody's jokes about how the wife made you pull out of the match, I can't do that to you either, and I can't show people that I was actually worried about this after I was pimping the match like Roxxxie on a Saturday night.”
[Adam grabs his wife and pulls her head back, to see that she's starting to water up some more, which oddly causes him to let out a slight smile at his wife's concern. Kelly rolls her eyes and tries to pull away but Adam holds on tight. He looks her straight in the eyes.]
“Kelly... you don't always have to put up that tough act for everybody. You're a person, you're going to have strong feelings at times, and it's nothing to be ashamed about. I know you don't want anybody to ever think you're weak, but if this means so much to you...”
“Adam I can't, ok I can't make you not do this and I'm not going to. I just wish I didn't feel like a scared little girl right now, it's pathetic...”
“How is it pathetic?”
“BECAUSE! I'm not some air headed bimbo Adam! My life, my feelings, shouldn't be revolving around you like I can't live without you... but they do... you're everything to me, and...”
[She takes a deep breath.]
“and I can't bare thinking about you being hurt again, or worse... seeing something you love taken away from you. I can't do it Adam, I can't watch, I can't stand it... I'm a nervous wreck here, and it's because you mean the world to me.”
“And you think, you mean nothing to me? Kelly I feel the same about you, I'm always worried when you step into the ring for the same reasons. It's nothing to be ashamed about! Like I said, you're allowed to be a human being, you're allowed to have emotions other than “tough bitch,” in fact I think it's down right adorable that you're this worried about me. It makes me smile...”
[Kelly smiles at Adam as she closes her eyes tightly and tries to crush the tears it seems. She opens them back up, leans up and kisses Adam on his chin (the closest thing she could reach) before she lowers her head and turns sideways in Adam's arms, resting her head on his chest. Adam puts his hands on her and gently runs his fingers through her hair after throwing the towel to the floor.]
“You ARE really cute like this you know, it's fantastic. You should have nervous breakdowns more often.”
“Ha ha... real funny.”
[Adam flashes a quick small, but one that we know has a deeper meaning as he’s staring at her intently.]
“Kelly...”
“I know Adam. You have to go out there... and I’m going to support you no matter what. I just want you to be safe, I just wish I wasn’t feeling like this, You make me into a freaking ditzy little girl you know that?”
“and I love it... just Kell, I want you to know....”
[Kelly puts her hands on Adam’s chest and shoves him down onto the bed, she positions herself on top of him and puts her index finger on his lips.]
“Adam... I understand ok? You’re going to go out there and you’re going to face him, and I’m sure you’re going to fight through the pain the best you can and find a way to win. I believe in you, it’s not about me not believing this is something you can’t do, it’s just worrying something bad will happen, so just don’t say anything else except promising me one thing ok?”
“What?”
“Just promise you’ll come back to me and Ryleigh safe?”
“Of course Nothing he can do will ever keep me down.”
[Kelly leans in closer and it’s obvious that she is still apprehensive but she’s holding back all the words and instead just hovers over Adam’s face and takes a deep breath before she forces a half smile on her face.]
“I love you...”
“I love you too, and I promise... everything is going to be fine.”
[She softly nods her head “yes” before she leans in further and the two begin to kiss. We fade here before we get a chance to see if they go any further.]
Oh Brad Kane... cry me a river.
Man, for somebody who wants to act like they are strong, mean, vicious enough to destroy my entire life, you sure cry like a little bitch when somebody comes and smacks them in the face. To anybody who cares, to anybody who didn't see that Brad Kane promo yet, I'm about to throw out some spoilers for ya.
“Whine” “bitch” “moan”
“You don't know me... you have no idea where I come from... where I'vs been... how long I've been there... what I had to do to get from where I was to where I am now!”
“Whine” “bitch” “moan”
It's nice how the mean, disturbed, violent, mysterious Reckless Jack has been reduced to nothing but a quivering little **** having heart to heart talks with a teenage kid, all just because I boinked his wife. It's amazing how you built yourself up so much, tried so hard to be the menacing terror that could take the world and crush it in the palm of his hand, but that all just flies out the window. Where is the man who had my daughter in his arms in the middle of the ring, who made me sweat, who made me frantic and threw me into a wild rage? Where is the man who stalked my wife, had her cornered and defenseless while I was helpless to do anything about it... where is the man who could threaten my crown!? Where is the man who was a threat!? Where is he Brad?! This is he man you want to trot out to the ring against me!? The guy who smoochies his kid on the forehead and gives him the big “I screwed up and I'm sorry” speech!?
That's the guy you've become!
Now you want to tell me that you're good enough, that you're strong enough to destroy me!?
Don't.
Be.
****ing.
Stupid.
I've made a career out of tearing down men who had twice the determination and anger in their eyes than you do now. You have me against the ropes, you tore up my knee, you are standing there with your foot on my throat and the most threatening thing you can throw in my face is your fourteen year old son!? Now you're going to break me? Now you're going to send me out of NCW with my tail between my legs!?
Please.
So this is it Brad? This is it? Really?
You're now the man that I've been worrying about for so long? You're the person that I was concerned was finally going to have my number? Not to sound arrogant, but I'm frankly disappointed in you, if it wasn't for the fact that I now have a hurting knee... I wouldn't give you a second thought. You're just a guy crying because his son doesn't love him any more, you're just a guy confused over your direction in life, you're just a guy filled with remorse over what he's done... you're just...
a guy.
I've already won.
For me, this was never about... beating you, or killing you, or “destroying” you. I told you from the very day you revealed that it was you behind that mask, that I was going to teach you about what is important in life, about how much my family meant to me, and how far I’d go for them, I was going to make you realize that’s what’s in life... you remember that BK? I’ve done it, I didn’t even have to beat you in a match, all I had to do was sleep with your wife, make you think that you were going to lose the person you loved, the person you took for granted, and now here you are, almost regretting what you did to them...
It’s over. Win or lose the match... I’ve accomplished my goals.
The only thing I want now, is retribution. I don’t want to break your knee, or break your neck, nothing like that, you want to play those games screwing with a guy’s career do it. What I want is to simply watch you suffer, watch as you realize that you weren’t good enough, that you were never good enough, that moment I see that in your eyes, is the moment that I know it’s over, that I know I have proven my point once and for all.
I’m going to love seeing that sight. You knowing that it was all for nothing.
You lost your wife, kids, and perfect life all in pursuit of me, and now...
You’re doing everything you can now to fix that... as I said you would...
Seeing that sight, of you powerless... going to be beautiful...
but the best part?
Will be you on your back,
staring at the lights,
listening to the fans chanting...
“Long live the king”