Post by Jaxon Richards on Mar 7, 2018 6:11:07 GMT -5
“I spoke a vow today and asked if god would come and play, I’ve dug a shallow hole for him to sleep. But I swear he just won’t answer me. I call on out is he afraid, I’ll bury him down with the ones he keeps. And if the devil’s listening, I’ll come for him as well, If I suspect he had a hand to play. And if I see his face in town, there’s room for two down underground. Nothing’s gonna stop me ‘til I’m done. Until I’m done
Because tonight I’m killing gods”
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You could cut the tension with a knife. The air was thick with it. The silence spoke volumes as Jaxon looked up at his sisters, his soon to be brother in law, Jason Hunter. The family he’d found himself in. The question had burned as soon as it came from Kayla’s mouth. It was a simple one and one that Jaxon felt insulted he even had to entertain answering. The silent gap took to long. Kayla grew impatient and leaned down closer as Jaxon tilted his head with a snarl on his face.
“Did. You. Know. About. Amber?”
Jaxon slowly shook his head looking past Kayla, her bright green eyes showing more sadness and depression than anger and hate. A feeling of betrayal in her mind and heart as her older sister stabbed a knife and twisted it in her chest. But Jaxon looked around past her to Jason and Tasmin, both of whom did not look comfortable there or to even care. But Matt, Matt’s eyes were full of anger, his body language showed misplaced blame, Jaxon scowled and looked back at Kayla.
“No….”
She stayed staring at him, studying him. After a few moments she stood back and gave him a nod, Kayla turned to Matt and moved her head ever so slightly. They moved out of the room as did Jason, Tasmin lingered for a moment looking at her older brother. A small smile coming across her face before she joined them. Jax sighed and shook his head before pushing up to his feet, his large frame towering even in the large house.
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“Laugh it up…”
Jaxons hands clasp together, a black hoodie over his upper body with the hood over his head, a pair of boot cut black jeans on his lower half as he takes a deep breath, his anger being held back as he takes a deep breath.
“I’m sure you all think it’s funny I was knocked out of the Global cup by a midget who jerks off over horror films and has no idea what real wrestling is cause he’s too busy lost in his little supernatural fantasy world where people actually give a fuck what shade eyeliner he has on…”
“But such is life. I failed, I’m out of the little tournament and now I get to go back to doing what I really enjoy, beating up randoms and showing dominance. It’s kind of what we do in the destroyers. Or what we try to. And I want to put this out there so you all understand. I had no idea my other sister was stepping into NGW. I had no idea Amber was going to do that to Kayla, and I am not going to comment any further on this, it’s a family matter and will be handled accordingly. But now that I’m not tied to a tournament I can set my sights on the rest of my career and it’s advancement…”
“And this week it’s against two little girls who have no right to even be in the ring with me…”
“Lisa Foster...I’d like to say we’ve heard little from you in your time in NGW but the truth is, we’ve heard nothing. Nothing at all. You’re like a ghost here, you turned up on the roster and have been in one match, a match you just turned up for against Kaylee, got your ass beaten and then that’s it. No promo, no explanation, not even an excuse. Just silence. And normally, silence would be golden but in this business talking is a huge part of it. Some will argue about the importance, but in the end….you hype your match...and you have failed to do that so no one...NO ONE knows or cares about you…”
Jaxon shakes his head again and grunts as he gets to his feet.
“And then we have little miss Maria. The other half of the other “big” man in NGW Mason Moore. You just came off a match with John Blade, congratulations. I feel like that is almost a right of passage in almost every company in the world. Come on in, whoop John Blade, leave. Thing is you could very well be talented Maria, but look at me….sure you can sit there and scream about women’s rights and equality. But I’m almost seven foot tall, I’m a wrecking ball of a human being. When I get in the ring people do not enjoy what happens next. People don’t “beat” me Maria, they survive me. Avery survived, Martin survived…”
“Alex didn’t….Travis didn’t…”
“And you and Lisa won’t. I am a goddamn monster and I have been laughed at for what?..losing a few matches?. I’m done being the butt of jokes, I’m done looking like a fool and unfortunately for you two...that means I need to make a statement. I need to do some serious damage. Hell I might even get the attention of the other “giant” in this company…”
“I will walk into Dublin Ireland, I will do what people in my family do best. See I have had to sit there and watch as people not even in this company have talked shit about my sister. I’ve had to listen to their disrespectful shit when none of them have come close to accomplishing what she has. The amount of disrespect makes me sick, so I’m going to take up all that anger and frustration...and unleash it...and my god have mercy on you...because I won’t…”
