Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2017 23:04:54 GMT -5
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Matt Shields walks back through the curtain as crew members quickly scamper away from him. The sounds of the fans cheering for Yujiro's win bombard him. Kayla puts her hand on his shoulder, but he looks over at her and she can seE that he needs to be alone for a bit. She gives him a kiss and heads off towards their locker room to wait for him. Shields walks through the back a little bit, then looks at a screen and sees the image of Yujiro raising the title high in the air.
"FUCK YOU!"
Matt grabs the screen and hurls it down to the ground. The screen smashes into several tiny pieces, glass scattering throughout the hallway.
"You really showed that thing who's boss."
Matt turned to the smirking face of a somewhat distinguished looking man. Salt and pepper hair, a simple black suit and shirt. He kept a well trimmed beard, and looked to be in good shape, especially for a man in his early fifties.
"Dad?"
The older man smiled back at Matt as he walked over towards him.
"So, you really screwed the pooch tonight huh? Took your rematch, had the girlfriend's help, and you still lost."
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
"It's Father's Day"
"Since when are you a father? You bailed when I was a teenager, I didn't see you for like eight years after that, and it didn't exactly end well."
"I wanted to make amends for all that. My new wife, she's a therapist and thought it would be a good idea."
"Are you fucking serious? You abandoned mom and me and Courtney for a twenty our year old who ended up fucking the pool boy and her tennis instructor. At the same damn time."
"I'm not exactly proud of what I did, but that's part of making amends."
"I don't fucking care dad. Seriously, the last time we saw each other you swung a golf cub at my head."
"I had every god damn right to do that."
"Why weren't you more pissed off at the whore you had married? She was the one who decided that fucking your son sounded like a good idea."
"You little piece of."
Matt's dad stops and takes a few deep breaths.
"She clearly was not the right woman for me. I have moved on."
"Moved on? That's all you do, move on once your wife starts hating you because you're a giant piece of shit. Let's see, mom is now married to a woman, who's actually pretty awesome, so you leaving was the best thing that happened to her. The slut you left her for, already covered her becoming the human equivalent of those little Chinese finger cuffs. The third ex wife, remind me what happened with her?"
"She drained our joint account and ran off with our next door neighbor."
"The fourth ex wife, she was a son fucker. She told me she never let you stick it in her ass though. I found that funny because she practically begged me to do it, and let me tell you, I am glad I did."
Matt's father's fists start to clench up, but again he takes a deep breath.
"All of that is in the past. Amanda has taught me to let go of those things."
"I don't even fucking care dad. You want to go see if Mom or Courtney will forgive you, that's fine. Don't expect it from me though. You can fuck off and rot for all I care."
Matt turns and starts to walk away, but then turns back
"Oh, happy father's day, douchebag."
Matt flips him off, then walks away, leaving the older man standing there with his head hung in shame.
Matt Shields walks back through the curtain as crew members quickly scamper away from him. The sounds of the fans cheering for Yujiro's win bombard him. Kayla puts her hand on his shoulder, but he looks over at her and she can seE that he needs to be alone for a bit. She gives him a kiss and heads off towards their locker room to wait for him. Shields walks through the back a little bit, then looks at a screen and sees the image of Yujiro raising the title high in the air.
"FUCK YOU!"
Matt grabs the screen and hurls it down to the ground. The screen smashes into several tiny pieces, glass scattering throughout the hallway.
"You really showed that thing who's boss."
Matt turned to the smirking face of a somewhat distinguished looking man. Salt and pepper hair, a simple black suit and shirt. He kept a well trimmed beard, and looked to be in good shape, especially for a man in his early fifties.
"Dad?"
The older man smiled back at Matt as he walked over towards him.
"So, you really screwed the pooch tonight huh? Took your rematch, had the girlfriend's help, and you still lost."
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
"It's Father's Day"
"Since when are you a father? You bailed when I was a teenager, I didn't see you for like eight years after that, and it didn't exactly end well."
"I wanted to make amends for all that. My new wife, she's a therapist and thought it would be a good idea."
"Are you fucking serious? You abandoned mom and me and Courtney for a twenty our year old who ended up fucking the pool boy and her tennis instructor. At the same damn time."
"I'm not exactly proud of what I did, but that's part of making amends."
"I don't fucking care dad. Seriously, the last time we saw each other you swung a golf cub at my head."
"I had every god damn right to do that."
"Why weren't you more pissed off at the whore you had married? She was the one who decided that fucking your son sounded like a good idea."
"You little piece of."
Matt's dad stops and takes a few deep breaths.
"She clearly was not the right woman for me. I have moved on."
"Moved on? That's all you do, move on once your wife starts hating you because you're a giant piece of shit. Let's see, mom is now married to a woman, who's actually pretty awesome, so you leaving was the best thing that happened to her. The slut you left her for, already covered her becoming the human equivalent of those little Chinese finger cuffs. The third ex wife, remind me what happened with her?"
"She drained our joint account and ran off with our next door neighbor."
"The fourth ex wife, she was a son fucker. She told me she never let you stick it in her ass though. I found that funny because she practically begged me to do it, and let me tell you, I am glad I did."
Matt's father's fists start to clench up, but again he takes a deep breath.
"All of that is in the past. Amanda has taught me to let go of those things."
"I don't even fucking care dad. You want to go see if Mom or Courtney will forgive you, that's fine. Don't expect it from me though. You can fuck off and rot for all I care."
Matt turns and starts to walk away, but then turns back
"Oh, happy father's day, douchebag."
Matt flips him off, then walks away, leaving the older man standing there with his head hung in shame.
