“Did you sleep well, Cody?” a woman hissed.

“Mel? What the fuck?” Cody looked around and found Melory lying in bed next to him. She was half under the covers, wearing her bra.

“You don’t remember anything about last night?” Melory giggled. “Best fuck I‘ve ever gotten from you.”

“I didn't give you dick all”

“Now Cody, don't you remember? You met me at the bar and insisted we should go back to this motel room.”

“I did not, you fucking slut.” Cody shot back.

“What do you remember from last night, Cody?” Melory asked with a smile.

Cody stared at the ceiling, his mind was blank. He put his hands over his face. “No. I didn't do it. Did I?” He whispered to himself. “I couldn‘t have. I love Carmen.”

“Well...?” Melory urged, knowing he couldn‘t.

“No, I don‘t remember anything.” Cody said, as he tried to think. “But I know even if I were drunk, that would‘ve been the last thing I did you fucking whore.” Cody said, in an attempt to convince himself.

“Now Cody, that's not a way to talk to a lady.” A man said from across the room.

Cody slowly looked over at him. “Jay?” Cody said in disbelief. “Jay Reid, you little bastard!" Cody coughed. “You wait until Martin finds out about this.” Jay grabbed Cody by the throat. Still feeling the effects of the drugs, Cody couldn't fight back.

“Martin's not going to find out.” He stated.

Melory grabbed Jay's shoulder. “Lets go. Bye honey.” She said whole blowing a kiss.

“Fuck you.” Cody blurted.

They disappeared out of the room as Cody tried to fight the drowsiness, but it overpowered and he passed out again. The scene switched to later in the day. Cody stumbled up to the Thomas‘s front door then let himself in. Cody walked into the living room and almost got it with a vase. It shattered against the wall behind him.

“Wow,” Cody said surprisingly. “That was close.”

“To bad it missed.” Jalie shot back. She stood up and walked over to Carson, getting right in his face. “I told you if you hurt my sister, I hurt you.”

“What did I do?” Cody pleaded.

Jalie moved her head toward the TV, where it showed Melory riding Cody. Cody's eyes widened and his jaw dropped in bewilderment. He looked past Jalie to Carmen, who was in tears. Cody felt sick to his stomach. Jalie grabbed him by the throat and squeezed.

“Jalie... I... Didn’t...” Cody managed to get out.

“That's enough honey.” Seth said, now coming into the picture. She let go and Carson fell to the floor gasping for air.

“You have to believe me. I didn't do anything. I don't even remember last night.” Cody blurted out.

Seth looked at him, somewhat pissed. “You don’t remember anything?”

“I remember Melory coming over. I remember you taking me to the bar. I remember sitting down. The rest is a blur to me.” Cody said, still catching his breath.

“I left to go to the bathroom. When I came back, you where gone.” Seth barked at Cody.

“I swear, I don't have a clue what the hell happened. Jalie...”

“Don't Jalie me.“ She told him. “I'm going to fucking kill you...”

“Just shut up. All of you.” Carmen interrupted. “You know Cody, you're pupils grow bigger of you’re lying, right?”

“Yeah. I learned that when I was I kid.“ Cody said, as he used the wall to help himself up.

“Then look into my eyes and tell me that you don't know what happened last night.” Carmen demanded.

Cody looked directly into her eyes. “Carmen, I swear to God, I have no clue what happened. All I know is that I woke up this morning in a bed, paralyzed, with Melory getting dressed.”

Carmen stepped back and looked at him for a second, then turned to Jalie and Seth. “He's telling the truth. His pupils didn't budge.”

“Impossible.” Jalie said with frustration. “Let me see.” As she went to walk over to him, Seth grabbed her.

“No, you will poke him in the eye and make his pupils grow.” Seth said.

“So?” Jalie gave Carson a dirty look.

“Jalie, I'm asking you” Cody stopped and dropped to his knees. “No, I'm begging you. Help me get her to sign the divorce papers.”

“No way in hell.” Jalie screamed.

“Jalie, would you do it for me?” Carmen asked. She looked at Jalie with a face that would melt you.

“As long as I get to kick her ass.” Jalie said finally.

“You can beat her to death...” Cody thinks to himself. “After she signs them, okay?”

“Fine...” Jalie agreed. She throws on her boots and storms out the door, with Seth following.

Match Talk

King, have you ever really seen me in a match. I have proven time and time again, I never follow any rules. I follow nothing but my gut. I am known for breaking the rules. But you know, I found it funny how you praise Dylan Dunn up. I am three times the champion the little punk is. The only reason he is where he is, is because he’s blowing Epic. If you think that you are getting a fucking title shot from Dunn for talking all the shit that made him feel good, you’re dumber then I thought. You think I have my head up my ass? Ha, if you where to step back and look at Dunn, he is a fucking idiot. And Legend will show him that Sunday.

King has no ding-a-ling

King… that was wrong. “He shall fall, and than he shall know the feeling of blood and cum on his skin.” Why the hell will I have cum on my skin you sick prick. Is it not bad enough that if you beat me, you will eat me, but what are you going to do. Whack off and cum all over me? I mean Jesus man, you really are fucked up. I mean now I have proof that you are a fucking fag. You said that I was going to have cum on me. So either, your going to whack off and cum on me, or you going to whack me off and have me cover myself. That just fucking wrong you queer.

Boo Hoo Hoo

Is the same old story. I was beat up when I was a kid. I was treated like shit. I can believe you King. I mean there has to be some explanation for why you are so fucked up. So, you stood up to your grandpa, oh my good you need a hero cookie. The truth is, I had a good life. I had a little brother, a mother who gave a shit about me, and a dad who taught me the basics on wrestling. But all that was taken away. Our car crashed, I crawled out, with me little brother. Then boom. My brother died 4 days later in the hospital from the blood in his brain. So before you bitch and whine about your life, think about it. Everything you say, someone has heard from son other fucking idiot trying to make a name for themselves here. So shut up.

Lets cut up the kitty…

Most people pet cats, you cut them up, or eat them. As for you talking about god, I agree with you. Not for the same reasons but I agree. He is an asshole, we are toys of his. But you know what, I don’t care about god, or who is god, or really who gives a fuck. God controls my destiny? No. I control it. I’m not a legend, I’m not god, I’m Cody Carson. The best damn thing to grace that ring since… hell anyone. So King, just remember what your up against.

On, Time for the ass kissin.

King, you want me to fight with every ounce of strength I have, Hell that’s not to much right now. But Yeah, I will. You’re a fucking idiot, I fight with all my strength every night. Praise the EWO. Ha, that’s funny. Your praising everything. Where you fucking high when you cut that promo? Oh, I really loved this part “I didn't lie when I said that I wanted to see you eaten alive, no...but after the way you used your tounge so greatly against me I have rethougth my stance. I don't think worms should eat you, I think I should. Maybe cut your skin off slowly and fry it for a nice treat in my beans Maybe rip out your eyes for use in a nice broth...” So, you real do what to eat me. Ha, you got to kill me, Seth, Jalie, and every fucking fan that screams my name to do that. Its not going to happen you old piece of shit. Your not going to be eating anyone. The only thing you will have to eat is your ass, when I hand it to you.

King King King

You say all this shit about me, but there is no chance in hell you can back it up. And IF you try to fuck me over and have heed with this match, hell its still a lose for you. Or are you forgetting that numb nuts. Heed is nothing to the industry. Heed is a fucking piece of shit with no life. As are you. Only you have no talent to go with that. So come Sunday, Heed, King, and Rayne, where ever the fuck you are. Be ready. The sensation isn’t passing you by.

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