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Closing Chapter
..::Is that a bad thing to say? Is it immoral to say your own mother, the one who took care of you when you were little, has overstayed her welcome? Is it?::.. ..:: I don’t think so. ::.. ..:: She was supposed to leave a week ago but hasn’t. She’s apparently staying because ‘her and Sam need more planning time’. In all reality, she hasn’t had any one on one time with me the entire trip. Her goal was to talk to me but I’ve prevented it. ::.. ..:: Unfortunately good things can’t last forever. ::.. I look to my right and see my mother sitting in the passenger’s seat of my Lexus. She’s gotten her wish and wants to go have lunch. She doesn’t want to go somewhere nice but that’s not going to happen. I have the radio playing lightly in the car and she taps her fingers to the beat of the smooth jazz. My mother has always been a jazz enthusiast, even teaching me how to play the saxophone. It’s good to have a mother like that. We pull into the parking lot of one of my favorite restaurants in London and we head in. My mother looks around in awe at the beauty of the ceiling and the paintings on the walls. “You didn’t have to take me here Johnny” She says as we take our seat. “Nah mom. I’m not going to take you to McDonalds or something” I reply as the waitress takes our drink orders and my mother smiles at me. “You know, it’s good to see one of your children doing so well in life. You’ve really been a blessing, Johnny. I know your father was proud of you.” “How have you been… since dad passed?” “I’ve been okay. You know, it gets quiet being in a house with no one to bicker with. It gets lonely at night sleeping with no one snoring next to you. But Eric has been coming over to visit more.” “Shocking” I say and my mother rolls her eyes. My brother and I do not get along at all. If he died tomorrow I would not shed a tear. Honest to God. “Yeah, he’s still having woman troubles and all. But your sister is doing well in Canada. Even found herself a French man. She’s pretty happy” I smile at what my mother says. My sister and I, on the other hand, get along quite well. I know that I wouldn’t be the person I am without my sister. She taught me a lot and for that I love her to death. “Well, that’s good for her” I say and take a drink of my beer the waitress has brought me. My mother takes a sip of her water and shakes her head at me. “Still drinking Johnny?” “It’s not like I’m an alcoholic or anything, mom.” “I know. I just don’t like that stuff” She says and I see her eyes shift slightly. She’s waiting for the right time to bring up everything. “Something on your mind mom?” I say and she takes a deep breath. “Can I ask you a question?” She asks and I nod my head. “How are things with you and Samantha?” “Things are good, mom. We’re happy and…” “And what? Generic answers aren’t you, Johnny. There’s more” She says and I just stop. I take a deep breath and look her in the eyes. “Mom, I’m just… nervous about having children. That, and Sam is being really moody as of recent and I can’t take it. She threw me wrestling in my face a few weeks ago. She said something to the extent of ‘Are you going to be here when our children are born?’ I told her I would be, and that wrestling was just to help support us more. That, and I’m addicted to it mom” I say and she just nods. “I mean, I’m ready to be a father and I’m not. I just think Samantha is jumping to conclusions.” “Well, Johnny, Sam doesn’t know this. She…” “I’ve tried to explain it to her and…” “Let me finish. She doesn’t know these things. You’re afraid of opening up to her because you’ve never opened up to her before. I’ve never known a guy who, in twelve years of knowing someone, has never opened up to them. I don’t think you’ve opened up to anyone Johnny. Not even to Jada. Part of marriage and being a father is opening up to your spouse to know how you feel. I wouldn’t have been with your father as long if he didn’t open up to me. Your father was just like you, Johnny, and I know Samantha is going through. It’s frustrating to not have someone open up to you. But you need to let her know how you feel” She says and I just slightly nod my head. I don’t know how many times I need to tell her how things are. It’s not like I’m lying to her. I’m telling her how it is. “Yeah, I understand. But, again, I don’t know how many times I can tell her the same things. I’m being honest with her, mom, but things don’t sink in for her.” “Well, she’s getting ready to go through the happiest and most stressful time of her life. Three children isn’t anything to sneeze at, Johnny. Mine were spaced out but yours are all together. That’s tough for a mother. That’s tough for anyone. Just… talk to her Johnny. That is all I ask. And if you don’t do it for yourself… do it for your mother” She says and I just nod my head. I finish off my beer and the waitress comes to take our order. I watch my mother’s ease in delivering her order and I just wish I could have the same. Sometimes I wish things in life I could do with ease but I can’t. I have to be as difficult as possible. Just like with Samantha, everything I do has to be so difficult. Sometimes it’s my fault and sometimes it’s hers. Either way, I have to find a middle ground and make things work. - * - - - * - “Did anyone make any sense of just what my brother was trying to get across? Because I sure as hell didn’t. I sat there and watch him enjoy being called a walking abortion. Who enjoys being called a Mistake?” “Guess my dense brother does.” “I knew the kid was brain dead, but I didn’t believe it was this serious. Watching him on TV making a fool out of himself, and enjoy it was very hard to take. Not because what he said mattered, but because everyone knows this kid is my brother. My publicists hasn’t stop calling me all day long. They want me to do a news conference to explain to the world that my brother has some sort of Mental condition, that or I deny he is even my blood.” “As if it wasn’t bad enough he is running around proud to be a Abortion, he has officially jacked my style and is trying to pass it off as his own. The whole thing was my style, From My words To the use of GOD references, to MY gimmick the only difference is there is a retarded Monkey spewing it. Here’s a tip Eric, when coming back from a year off, Don’t reused others work. Your whole rant was my Work, Saved in my Document Folder. Just because it was Open and available for your eyes doesn’t make it right for you to make a whole production out of it. ” “It’s called Plagiarism. Unoriginal Dick” “That’s not even what erked me the most about that rant. To be frank I could give a rats ass about the Jacking. Shit there is a whole line of dead beats wanting to be SBK. What pissed me off the most is the kid talks as if I haven’t reached my full potential! I know I must be misinterpreting because to say I haven’t reached my full potential when I continue to wipe the mat with my opposition, makes no damn sense. Although your whole rant made little of that. The kid really believes he is going to be my reality check. That reality check that he wants to be, I already had it. Look back about three months, when Matt Marvel had me beaten and mangled in the corner. Watch as Matt stood over me on the very first High Impact Event holding up the Championship belt. It was in that very moment, when I saw my life about to come to a close, that I realized what had to be done. I cleaned out my system and my mind... and you should know the rest of the story. I made wrestling my only concern, and everyone else began to realize that I was a force to be reckoned with. For someone who paid such close attention to me, you sure missed a key point little brother. Know what that point is? My victories over you year after year is anything but a few flukes, I proved that when you copy, pasted my own work against me.” “I'm better then you, and you just can't handle it. I don't care you’ve been out the game for a year. You used to be an amazing competitor little brother, I can't take that from you... but you just don't have it anymore. The sooner you realize that, the better off you'll be.” “But the murder of my own brother isn‘t the only thing happening at Vital Signs. Were finally going to have a Number one Contender named. I’m finally going to have a foe for Enigma. But lets be frank shall we. Who haven‘t I already defeated here in HIW? Matt Marvel? Don't make me laugh. I've already beaten the kid three straight times, but he's is a sly little fuck. He'll keep taking his beatings, and coming back for more. The fact still remains that if you play the game enough, odds are that you are going to win one eventually.” “This is my brother's sixth crack at me, and he still hasn't even gotten close.” “How many more times am I going to have to drive Matt into the ground before he gets the point? I've pinned him, I've knocked him out, and I've submitted him. I'd say that my actions speak for themselves in this case. As far as Azula goes, I gave him his reality check last week, and after Scorpio is done with him, I’m not sure Azula will be looking for another Main event spot for a while.” “Maybe Purcell….Na he’s to busy playing Detective over in PWR” “But enough about things that are irrelevant to my cause at the moment. Because I still have to wrap up my foes for this week. I'm not even going to waste anymore time with my dead beat Brother. I've already pointed out his weaknesses and verbally ripped the fuck a new asshole, I wouldn‘t be surprise to see him fill out his retirement papers and join Joe Santiago in a game of grab ass.” “Maybe then he can ‘Cheat’ his way to a championship.” He simply doesn't match up to me, and there's no way in hell I'm going to take my eye off of him long enough to steal a victory over Morgan Jones. Because in the end, it isn't about how much havoc you reek, it's all about who walks away with the W.” “Which brings me to the only person that truly belongs in this match with me. According to Deka that is.” “I understand why you're willing to put your life on the line in this match Morgan. You and I both know that this will probably be the only opportunity that you will ever get to brag about a shot at the Champ. What is sad about this match is that you’ve most likely worked your entire career to get to this point and it’s a non-title match. and I bet it sickens you to see me with the belt. Winning it at such a young age, early in my career.” “Morgan I hope you don’t think your going to awe everyone with talk of revolutionizing the industry and making it more innovative, because if that’s your mind frame going into this match, well Big man, you're just simply a day late and a dollar short. I've not only been doing it, I've been saying it for a couple of months now. Maybe you should have paid more attention as to who I was before I won this title, and you would have realized that you're actually following in my footsteps. Fuck between Tails spewing my words and you following my footsteps, I should be the next Nobel prize winner, as I’ve successfully cloned my self.” “All be it a few chromosomes short of a complete package.” “Seems like everyone these days are dragging on my coattails.” “The sad part of all this, is that the past few months have been the best of my career so far, but they're far from what's coming. Am I better then both Tails and Morgan Jones? Absolutely, and I'm going to prove it to the both of them. Don't believe me? Good, no one ever does. That never changes the fact that I walk away victorious. I'm not Matt Marvel or Bobby Azula. My whole life revolves around preparation for wrestling. Was I prepared for this title? Definitely. I'm more then prepared right now for anything that Tails and Morgan Jones could throw at me.” “And it’s a match I don’t even need to win” “I think it's time for both Tails and Morgan Jones to sit down and re-evaluate there situations. Come Vital Signs, there both going to find out the hard way why I am GOD and why everyone else are false prophets” “It doesn't matter what you say to this Morgan, because it will all be irrelevant. Make your case as to why I'm wrong, you won't be the first. Cheap shot me with your words, because you won't get one in during our match. No matter what you do Morgan, I will walk out with the Championship strapped around my waist. Win or Lose.” “Like it, love it, learn to live with it, because nothing will change it.” -- FIN -- |