Post by theonly on Nov 30, 2008 23:53:04 GMT -6
*Subtitled As: "Losing Sobriety"*
A video is set up in Brad Kane's bedroom as he sits in a corner, a small brown bag next to him. He looks as if he's trying not to cry as he brings his knees up toward his face, looking into the camera, staring at it.
Sometimes we can't get our way in life.
Sometimes we have to go outside of the rules to do what we need to do.
What happened to Bad Luck Chuck...
Those two officials...
They had it coming.
If you're not my side in my cause to face Steve Awesome then you're my enemy.
You're my enemy if you try to stop me...
You're my enemy if you get in my way...
You're my enemy it you don't put me against him.
That's why everyone in New Championship Wrestling is my enemy.
From the popcorn vendor in the third row...
To the announcers...
To the referees...
To the boys in the back...
My brother...
And even you Kelly Fox...
All of you are my enemy.
You're keeping me from what I deserve and that's Steve Awesome.
Xavier Williams gets Steve Awesome because he saved someone from a beating?
What kind of logic is that?
He gets a reward for sticking his nose in Awesome's business while I try to show you people that I mean business?
Brad shakes his head.
There is no logic in that!
Its all simple...
New Championship Wrestling doesn't like me.
They hate me...
They're disgusted by me...
They don't want to see me.
Its obvious with who they put me against on the preshow for the pay per view.
Two months now a pay per view has come...
And yet again I'm on the preshow card.
He inhales, trying to calm himself down.
Do you know who I am?
Do you know what I mean for business?
Does anyone strike like me in this company?
Does anyone show as less remorse as I do in this company?
Who in the hell is Frostbyte but another body bad in my growing collection.
A sadistic smile creeps across his face.
So you felt the need to fine me for what I did this week.
You wanted me to suffer for making Bad Luck Chuck suffer.
I'm not the one who bought the t-shirt!
So what's next?
You fining me for looking at someone the wrong way?
The kid has to pay his dues in the business...
Just like I had to...
Just like anyone else has to.
But because I did it, I get fined by you people.
I see other attacks in this company and I never hear of anyone getting fined because of it.
But because it was me, you fined me.
I don't get it.
If you didn't want me here, maybe you should fire me nCw.
Maybe you should just call my cell phone and fire me right now!
Do it.
I dare you do to it.
You don't have a reasonable cause to fire me.
Brad reaches to grab the brown paper bag next to him. He slowly pulls out of the contents... an unopened bottle of Jack Daniels...
Do you know what this is?
This is my old vice.
This is what used to make me, me.
Its been a year and a half since I got sober.
Lately I've spent my time staring at this bottle...
Wanting to open this bottle...
Wanting to drink this bottle...
But I can't quite figure out why.
Maybe its the fact that I think my wife would leave me.
But that's not it.
She's finally figured out that I'm Irish and drinking is in my blood.
He rolls up a sleeve on his hoodie, showing us a "sXe" tattoo before rolling it back down.
You'd think that'd mean something to me...
But it doesn't.
Now that everyone lives here, with me.
I finally feel like my wife can accept the fact that this is what I am...
What I'm meant to be...
Who I'm supposed to be...
My wife told me she's fine with me drinking now because I'm in a controlled environment to where I can be looked after.
I think...
I think its time I take this old vice back up.
He starts to chuckle as he opens it.
Here we go nCw.
You'll be the first people to witness me losing my sobriety.
Kutabare.
You made me do this.
A final grin comes from his face as he takes a swig of the alcohol as he closes his eyes, letting it flow through his veins. Brad tilts his head back as he takes another drink. The door swings open in the room as the camera moves towards it to see Megan watching her husband. A disappointed look is on her face as she rushes over to him, sitting down next to him as she watches him slowly piss his life away.
Why?
You said I could so I am. nCw made me do it honey... they broke the straw on the camel's back. You should thank them for turning me back into a monster.
Thank you.
Megan leans up and kisses him, comfortable with the fact that he's drinking again.
Just don't drink around the kids.
I won't.
You see nCw...
They accept me here for who I am.
Why don't you?
Give me what I want.
Static.