Post by Avery Miles III on Oct 5, 2017 5:30:42 GMT -5
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Location: Omaha, NE
FLASHBACK
Avery: Bullshit. No one cares about me. They are probably glad that I am gone. I was a dick. I get it. I was a dick to LJ. I was a dick to Kenzie and Gavin. I was even a dick to Trixie. I deserve nothing, and is my own fault. And the one person I could count on was taken from me.
Avery is sitting at his Las Vegas home. Only days had passed from his last matches in Guerreros of Lucha and Redemption Wrestling where he would injure his knee. His Redemption contract was up, and he could not continue wrestling until he met with doctors to look over his knee and see if surgery was needed. Sitting in his living room with a protege of his, Alechs Aurelio. Alechs was a student at his wrestling school, that has also become a trainer and like a little brother to Avery.
Alechs: Honey and I know the real you, Ave. You grew frustrated. Everyone does at some point.
Avery: Yeah, but not everyone takes it out on their friends. I was a dick. Plain and simple. I don't deserve shit. I screwed myself out of friends, a job, and who knows... a career?
Alechs: Nah man, it ain't like that. You will land on your feet. You and I both know that. They will come around. Devlin understands. Trixie will come around. And in time, you will be more yourself. Just see the docs, man. Figure that out. Get better. Get healthy. Get yourself, man. And then comeback better than ever. There is a reason why you held a few titles in that short of time. You are a great dude, and a damn good wrestler, Ave.
The younger Kid from East Los Angeles had grown up quite a bit in the time he had been around Avery. He had gone from a cocky little punk to a man that was involved in a long, serious relationship and would challenge for his own first taste of gold. He owed a lot to Avery, and was not about to give up on his friend.
Alechs: You need to just get healthy. You body, and your soul. I know things have been hard. You've told me to always be myself. And to always do what I think is right. Listen to your own advice. You were a dick, yeah whatever. It happens. People are dicks at times. But it is about making amends. Fixing your mistakes. And being who you really are inside. And you are a nice guy. People are going to start shit with you, or try to push you around.
It was rare that Alechs would give advice to Avery, his elder. This dynamic was new but it was needed for this very situation. Alechs knew that he had to be the voice of reason. Avery needed him in this situation, and so he needed to fill that brotherly role. Alechs had two brothers, one of which passed away. He understood to need for a brother to be there for him. Avery always appreciated that.
Alechs: You can stand up for yourself. Do not allow yourself to be bullied. But still be respectful and not allow yourself to be a dick.
Avery nods. He knew Alechs was right. He needed to get healhy; mind, body, and soul. He needed to find his way again. He needed to find himself again. He needed to just be Avery, again.
Avery: Thanks Alechs.
Alechs: Don't thank me, I am sure that I will need you sometime soon to step up for me. Up dicks, we gotta stick together.
Both men let out a laugh.
Avery: You got that right, brother.
Avery reaches his fist out as Alechs bumps it. The two guys did not have an overly emotional friendship with each other, but it was an unspoken bond.
