Post by Jaxon Richards on Feb 12, 2018 19:56:20 GMT -5
“I want you to rip his goddamn head off!”
Jaxon looked up slowly with ba small grin on his face. Kayla paced back and forth laughing under her breathe before pushing her finger into his large chest.
“I already beat his ass once, and you….you have to keep being dominant…and actually win…”
Jaxon’s arrogant little smirk fades as Kayla narrows her eyes obviously angry Jaxon lost to Avery Miles at the last Dissension. Her eyes seem to burn a hole right through her older brother. Jaxon grinds his teeth staring down at her before he looks away seemingly subservient to his sister.
“Travis Blake is a stain on the wrestling world. I destroyed him after he disrespected me. I made him feel pain that is usually reserved for the worst of the worst and you?. You lost to Avery Miles. I wanted to get a hold of him before the match to punish him, but you...YOU said you had this….did you really Jaxon?...cause I saw you dominate him before he was able to beat you….so what happened Jax?...”
Kayla leans in and growls.
“You choked…..make sure it doesn’t happen again….”
She turns and storms off slamming the bedroom door as she does leaving Jaxon alone. His large hands tighten into fists as he suddenly grabs a nearby chair slamming it across his knee sending it into splinters that shatter and fly across the room raining down on him like wooden raindrops.
“You know. I signed and NGW contract to hack my sister up and to be here for Tasmin. I wanted to also realise the potential I always had wrestling in flea markets and gyms around the world. I started off by destroying a local talent who had no right to even be in the ring with me, to destroying a former champion. I got my hands around Avery Miles and wanted to end his pitiful existence but my own arrogance cause mistakes to be made...mistakes that I need to rectify….”
“But here we are in the first round of the Global Cup, and I have to face one of the most stupid, vapid, moronic pieces of shit ever to step in a wrestling ring. Travis Blake. You know, my family is known for our egos. From Amber and her insistence on being one of the best despite taking the last year to get married, be a mother and become all domesticated. To Kayla being the NGW champion, and trust me, I get that Kayla can be insufferable. But even she isn’t as arrogant as you Travis.”
“Since you came into NGW all I heard was how great you are. How you dominated in WWH, like that’s a huge deal, and you are looking to do the same here. Funny but you and that bitch boy Alex Jones have that in common, great stars everywhere else. But in NGW you ran headfirst into the train known as the destroyers and have been nothing but a goddamn joke. Oh and before I get to far into this, since I know you’re semi retarded and seem to be John Blade levels of window licking special..I’m Jaxon Richards, I never fucked Kaden Kessler, I was never slapped around by a big gypsy, I’m not the little blond one dating Jason Hunter…”
“Just thought I’d throw that out there since you seem to have a problem telling people apart Trav…”
“And by the way. Since you like to lie and bullshit, you know like a month ago when you told my sister that you had wrestled longer than her despite your dumbass being a rookie and Kayla being a four year veteran...I have been doing this since I was 20...I’m now 27...so you definitely have not done this longer than me. So I just thought I’d save you that line of bullshit before you tried to spin it bitch boy…”
“Oh wait, I almost forgot, congrats on your engagement cuck boy. I guess your engagement gift was some sweet plastic surgery….”
“You went from looking like you could kick someone’s head in to looking like you tug [pockets in prison. In fact back home you’d be the type of guy who would be used as currency mate. But hey what do I know?. You’re Travis fucking Blake right?. A womanising badass, a guy who holds titles and runs people out of companies with your fucking skill. Well little man, I ain’t runnin. And as for that hot little tattooed piece you got. When she figures out you’re not a real man..and she will..like all the other woman who have had the dishonor of being with you...let her know where to find a real man…”
Jaxon chuckles to himself and runs his hands through his hair. He looks away for a moment and back up as the light above shines off his lip ring, a boyish grin flashing as he sits down and leans forward.
“Thing is Trav, it’s not like ya don’t have talent. You just have a shit attitude. I mean sure, we’re all arrogant, we’re all loud, but you?. You're Just a piece of shit who has no idea how to act like a human being. Constantly saying stupid shit then backpedaling. Constantly whining and carrying on, constantly talking shit about people who are way better than you. So this is what’s going to happen, I’m going to get in that ring, I’m going to grab you by your scrawny little nexk, I’m going to squeeze until your beady little eyes roll into the back of your head. Then I’m going to hold you down until the referee counts to three. You get to go home to that pretty little slit of yours and I get to go on in the NGW global cup to win the whole damn thing…”
“That is what is going to happen, that is what a destroyer does. We dominate, we literally destroy but you?...you’re just an arrogant little bitchboy who needs a good beating since dear old daddy was never there to do it for you...and then that pretty little daughter of yours….well...she’ll be able to spend alot more time with broken old daddy….”.
