[Roleplay] _________________________________________________________________

The trees are still green yet its coming into fall. The wind is chilled and the sky darkened with the coming of rain. Cody Carson sat in a near by park a cell phone in front of him. The birds of the park had fell silent and a homeless man curled up on a bench a few yards away. Cody looked up and around the park fighting with himself against something. He slowly dialled the numbers into the phone and raised it to his ear. Two rings and a woman answered. “Carmen?” Cody question, but soon found out that twas not Carmen on the other end, but her sister Jalie.

"Guess again, dickweed." Jalie growled. "You better forget this fucking number you son of a bitch. And if you so much as think about showing up here, I will invent a way to bring you back to life JUST so I can kill you REPEATEDLY! You swore to me you wouldn't hurt her and you lied. I hate liars, Carson, especially when it involves my sister. If you were harbouring feelings for Brandi you shouldn't have made a fucking commitment to someone else; let alone the sister of a woman who can make your body twist in ways unknown to fucking mankind. I let you into my family, into my home, and this is how you repay me?! You ungrateful little bastard... My entire family opened up to you. And you know how rare that is. Yet you threw it away on a fucking whim from high school. But don't get me wrong, I don't blame Brandi. All she did was write a thank you in a fucking national book and you think she's expressing her undying love. You need to think about what you've fucking done. What you've thrown away. Because I’m really wondering... Was it worth it?”

"Jalie... I..." Cody stopped thinking and choosing his words wisely. “I don't mean to hurt anyone... but she walked out on me. I thought my feeling for Brandi where dead. Brandi sent me her book and Carmen opened it." Cody screamed into the phone now. "Its not my fucking fault she walked out. She didn't come back either, I waited for her. I sat there, and waited for her. But no one came. I couldn't find her any where. I figured she was better off with out me if she lost it like that. So I said fuck it... I had no where else to go. I couldn't face you, I couldn't face her, so I went some where... I didn't want to... but I did."

"And it never occurred to you to WAIT A FEW DAYS?! Couples fight, Cody! That doesn't give you the right to go running off to another woman! For fuck sakes, wasn't your relationship with Carmen worth sitting quietly for a while? Of course she was upset! She has my temper! But if you knew her like I thought you did you'd know she would have come back. Or, hell, you could have asked me. I took you in, Cody. I wouldn't have killed you because my sister took a book the wrong way. But you still had feelings for Brandi so you made it into a bigger situation than it was. You were becoming my brother, and not just legally. Why didn't you just talk to me? Damnit Carson... Everything you worked for has been fucking trashed, and all because you were too much of a pussy to face it head-on. You have a fight and you talk it out. You don't confess your love to someone else immediately afterward.”

Cody sighed and dropped his head into his hand. “Jalie, I didn‘t mean for it to happen. I fucked up I know… I wouldn‘t have phoned if I didn‘t.” Cody sighed again. “I didn‘t think she was coming back. FUCK! Why the fuck am I me?” Cody punched the bench and his knuckles broke before the wood. “I‘m so fucking stupid.” Me punched it again.

"Yes, you are. Otherwise you would have waited a little longer for her to come back. You know, like... A week or so at least. Dumbass. The worst part is, Carmen still loves you. But she has no way of knowing whether or not you really love her or someone else you knew back in third grade. But, it's obvious you don't need me to make you feel like more of an idiot. You're doing a fine job yourself. Listen, Carson... You can still save this thing. Granted, you're gonna go through some hellacious humiliation... But Carmen still wants you. You just need to prove yourself. It'll take a while, but I think you can get your relationship back on track. As for my trust... Well, that'll take a lot longer. But if you love Carmen, I think you'll be willing to do what it takes. Until then, get your fucking head on straight. Think about where your loyalties lie. Because if it isn't here, a hundred percent, then you better never show your fucking face in San Diego again.” Jaile threatened into the phone. Then nothing but silence was hear as jalie hung up the phone.

Cody closed his phone and stood up. He looked around and sighed.

“Why does my life have to be so fucked up?” He asked himself. The wind picked up and the cry of the trees from the constant push of the wind was all Cody could hear. Suddenly a flash in the sky and then the rain. Cody shook his head and then for once in his life, the old Cody Carson came back. The one that thought more about people then himself. He walked over to the man laying on the bench and took off his hoodie. He dropped it across the man and started to walk away.

“Thank you sir.” The man replied to Cody. Cody turned and shot the man a half smile. The smile quickly faded as Cody looked at the man closely. His heart sank to his chest and he stared at the man who had now cuddled down into the bench. “B?” Cody asked softly… But it was drowned out by the pouring rain. “B?” He screamed.

The man sat up on one arm and looked at Cody. “Is there a problem sir?”

“Brandon?” Cody asked moving back to the man.

“I…” The man started then looked Cody in the eyes.

“It is you.”

“Cody?”

“Brandon.” Cody exclaimed throwing his arms around the man. “I thought you died.”

“I did.” Brandon said to a puzzled Cody. “I did die in a sense Cody. Look at me. I’m a fucking bum.”

“Dude, we promised each other that we where going to be wrestles.”

“And look at you. Mr. AWA.” The man said with a smirk. “Man, you parents would be proud.”

“Yeah.” Cody said under his breath. “They would.”

“But, thanks for the hoodie man.” Brandon said sitting fully up.

The rain poured hard now and both of them where getting drenched Cody had on a white wife beater and it is now see through. “How did you…?”

“You went on to do you thing. You where a great wrestler kid. But, I couldn‘t do it.”

“Dude, how many times did you pin my at your fathers ranch.” Cody said remembering. “What happened to you man?”

“War does strange things to a man.” Brandon said.

“You not living on the streets any more man. Come live with me.”

“No.”

“No trouble man.”

“I said no god damn it.”

“Look at you man. Your…”

“Shut up Cody Carson. You want to see a bum, look in the mirror.” Brandon said in a grim tone. “Look at you, always trying to help people, always thinking there something better in the world. You can‘t change shit man. Your nothing but a wrestler.” Brandon now stood as did Carson. “Me, I did something better for the world. I killed for the country I live in.”

“And look at where it got you.” Cody shot back.

“You son of a bitch. You think that you could last one day in the shit storm I‘m in kid. All the pain I felt.”

“Boo Fuckin HOO.” Cody replied trying to break Brandon like he had so many years before.

“I went to war.”

“What about Madison? I heard you to got hitched.”

“You don‘t get it do you Cody.”

“Explain it to …”

“I reason I fought in the fucking war was because that son of a bitch killed my wife.” He said bluntly and getting in Carson’s face. “I went and I protected my country. I wanted to die. But I didn‘t. And you think your special. You do nothing but impress a crowd to dumbfound by a show-off to see that the country is in trouble.”

Cody stood is eyes fixed on the man he once knew. But now knows nothing about. He turned and walked away without even a good bye. He then ran. And continued to run. Not slowing from the rain or anything. He rain into the street, then down the road and into an old building, not slowing at all he ran up the stair even as they bent under his weight. He come to a stop at the top of them and then walked over to the window that was now broken. He looked out into the park then turned and grabbed a rope on the floor. He lifted the secret hatch and revealed picture and a couple of other things. Cody pulled one of the pictures out and looked at it. It was a picture of a blonde haired boy, a brown haired boy on the right and a red head girl in between the two of them. This was Cody’s life. He and Madison where going out then. They where 14, two years later his aunt died. But Cody and Madison where a sure thing. Until Cody’s aunt died. Then Cody pushed everyone away. And Madison fell in love with Brandon. Suddenly Cody Carson’s phoen rang. He jumped and answered it. “Hello?”

"Cody Carson?" Said a male voice from the phone on the other side of the call.

“No, This is just his cell phone speaking to you. Who the hell are you.”

"Mister Carson...it's Hunter Davis, but I am sure you already knew that."

“Shit. I didn‘t even recognise you voice. Its been a rough week and shit man. So, what’s up? Did I miss a side show or something? Or is this more of a personal call?”

"Personal call as I am sure your buddies wouldn't have let you miss a side show."

"So what do I owe this 'Personal' call?"

"Well I guess technically you could owe Mike Young for it."

"Awe, The sly little son of a bitch that fucked me out of becoming the Second double champion in AWA history. Next to Zeek Williams? I mean Cantinas match was after mine so I would have come first. But that is the mike young you are talking about right?"

"The one and only."

"So, What would you like Mr. Davis?" Cody sarcastically said the name as if he really cared

"As you are probably aware this is the second time Mike Young has worked for me...the first being the XWL. He was a loose cannon back then and could be again if his personal life gets turned upside down. In short he fucked me over pretty bad walked out on a title match just giving up the title and cheating the fans out of a classic match, but more importantly fucked me out of a shit load of money. And now I don't think he has what it takes to be World Heavyweight champion and I need someone that I do..." Davis said with a certain tone that you could tell he was smirking on the other side of the phone conversation.

"So you need someone like maybe a leader of a certain stable, a longest reigning EWO National champion, also one half of the tag champions perhaps?"

"Yes someone like that...seeing as the only other choice I could make right now...I feel doesn't have the right tools to take Mike down in a singles match."

"But how would that person get mike young to accept the match. Obviously mike knows that he could never beat a person like that... So... maybe you should give a person like that clearance to do what ever it takes to make mike accept?"

"The person I have in mind can do what ever takes to make him accept the match for however long it takes to get him to."

"If the person I think you have in mind is who I think... It will only take one..." Carson replies with a sly smirk.

"I hope your right, because I really don't want to have to resort to other means, because it might cause me some grieve with someone that is close to me like family."

"Don't you worry. Mike young will fight me... I mean the person you have in mind. After Sunday nights show." Cody smiled. "Is there anything else Mr. Davis?"

"Not really Mister Carson other than I see a very bright future for the person that takes care of Mike Young for me."

Cody Laughed "As do I." He said and hung up the phone. Cody looked back down at the picture he was still holding and tore it in half. “That use to be my life.”

[Match talk] _________________________________________________________________

AH, the good old taste of gold. It feels so good. It would feel better with the X title, That by the way I should have if it wasn’t for some shit face little prick who’s name you all know. But that was the past mike, no hard feels. HA!

Angela Jamison, I have to admit, you and Alex put up a show for us at Lost souls, really you did, I’m surprised that you even fought. You should have just laid down and let me pin you. But hey, I love a good fight. Really Mrs. Jamison, this time will be no different, You partner is a little bitch and you’re the only one in this match that can give us a good fight. I mean hell, Alex can’t even come close to touching me. You, You can give me a fight. But really, After Alex is slapped back to where every his came from, sorry hun but your ass will be mine. And I know you will put up a fight, but in the end, you know the truth. Cody Carson Can’t be beaten.

Alex, I have beaten you one, I have tied you. You are fucked. The only reason we tied last time was because of mike young and that was a fluke. Don’t think for a second I wouldn’t want that match back so That I could pin you 1...2...3. And be done with it. Your nothing but a loser. Face it man, you may be a wrestler, but there is no way that you can come close to beating me. So, with that said, I shall end this all here, one because I’m tired and to because I don’t need to waste my breath on you two.

Your king

The resolution,

Cody Carson.

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