Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2017 13:59:40 GMT -5
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A small trickle of water falls from the shower head as Matthew Shields steps out, gives his hair a quick dry with a towel, then wraps one around his waist and heads out in to his hotel suite, to see his girlfriend Billie sitting down five shopping bags.
"Only five this time?"
Billie turns around and smiles.
"Yea, I took it easy. How did your training with Honey go?"
Matt crosses over to the couch and takes a quick seat.
"She's got talent, and she's getting more confident, but I don't know how good she's gonna be if she can't find some kind of mean streak. She doesn't have to be as vicious and destructive as me, but she's gotta learn that at some point you have to really hurt your opponent. She did pick up the new moves that I showed her very quickly. Her dad might be pissed since it was 'flippy stuff', but she's small, quick, and has that whole gymnastic background. She needs to use that."
"As long as she doesn't get hurt by doing that stuff."
Matt kind of shrugs as his phone vibrates and makes a little noise. He picks it up and a smile crosses his face.
"Who's that?"
"It's just Kayla. She was seeing what I was up to, said something kind of funny."
"You two have been talking a lot lately, and it seems like you spend a lot of time going over strategy and training with her. That's all it is, right?"
Billie looks at him a little suspiciously as he sits the phone down.
"Mostly. She's cool and we have a lot in common, so it's nice to hang out with her. We talked a little bit before I offered her the manager deal, so obviously I like her."
"What do you mean, you like her? Like how you like me, or how you like that Blair chick?"
"Uhm..."
Billie looks at him as he pauses for a bit, unsure of how to respond.
"Are you sleeping with her Matt?"
"No. I uhm... well we did uh... I can't tell you that I don't find her attractive, and we did end up kissing the other night, and it just felt right."
"Felt right? It doesn't feel right with me?"
"It does, this was just different... it felt, good, better."
"Better than me???"
"That's not... I didn't mean it like comparing the two of you. Billie, I am sorry about this, but I don't want to end up doing something that will end up hurting you a lot worse. What we've had has been great, but I am absolutely crazy about Kayla."
"Had? Had... So you've already broken up with me?"
Matt sighs, gets up and walks over to the small night stand. He pulls out a set of keys and hands them to Billie.
"Those are for the new house. They came yesterday. It's all yours."
She tosses the keys onto the bed.
"What did I do wrong? I thought we were great... Now this?"
"You did nothing wrong at all, Billie. You're great. Sweet, sexy, lots of fun. I really like you, I just... don't love you."
Billie would walk to the dresser.
"And you never will?"
"Please Billie, just understand that this isn't about you. You're great, I just... she's perfect for me in a way that no other woman can ever be."
"What does she have that I don't?"
"A crazy violent dark side. A sexual appetite that almost scares me. No desire to spend all my money with daily shopping trips. She doesn't plan parties for us that I have to find out about from her niece. She loves watching me hurt people. Honestly, she's everything I want."
"So if I hadn't spent any money you'd still be with me?"
"It is not just the money Billie. You're asking for an explanation to something I can't explain. I have been feeling this way for awhile. I was hoping it would go away, because I really did want us to work out, but instead my feelings got stronger and stronger, and I kissed her, and I knew right then and there that I had to end things with you. I wanted to find a better time and a better place and a better way, but... I'm sorry Billie."
"And what happens when this girl leaves you for another taken man? What then, Matthew?"
"That won't happen."
"Karma comes around. You could end up feeling how I do now when it happens to you."
"Billie, I never meant to hurt you."
"Why didn't you talk to me? I wanted to be the woman for you but you just end up leaving me for a younger woman. I never thought you'd be like Jerry."
"It isn't about age at all, Billie."
"Seems that way to me. All I've heard is you didn't come to me over what we lacked and I could have tried to do. Instead you went to someone younger, I've been nothing but faithful. I've wanted to celebrate our anniversary, now I'm going to have to fly home alone because you want another woman and I'm unlovable."
"You are not unlovable, and this has nothing to do with her being younger. You won't have to fly home alone either. I'll get you the private plane, you can have Trixie or Honey or I can hire some specialized therapist or something like that. This room is yours as long as you want it, the house is yours, I still care about you, I just... I love her."
Billie would storm to the house keys pick them up and storm out of the room without making eye contact.
"I'll be gone when you get back."
Matt yelled after her, then grabbed one of his suitcases and started packing up.
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Matthew Shields sits upon a large oversized throne. Gold arms, covered with purple velvet. The Redemption Wrestling Heavyweight title sits in his lap as he looks straight ahead.
"The Global Cup tournament. Sixteen of Redemption's best international talent, in a single elimination tournament, taking place in my adopted country of Japan. This tournament was designed for me. There was a special stipulation put in place specifically for the inevitable end where I had my hand raised as the winner. But then, round two, Yujiro Fujiwara, after being beaten and brutalized, after being decimated and destroyed, after being completely written off by everyone in that building, he somehow found a way to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. Somehow, he managed to steal a win away from me, but he did far more than that. When he was announced as the winner, I expected a chorus of boos, tears of lamentation, screams of agony and denial. Instead, he was greeted by cheers, applause, adoration. He stole them away from me."
Matt stops and hangs his head low as he stares down at his title, then looks up with a strange mix of anger and sadness.
"Yujiro, you stole my victory, you stole my glory, you stole the Global cup away from me, and worst of all... you stole my people. You will not steal this though."
Matt reaches down and grabs his title, as he stands up.
"When this is on the line, there is no one in this World that can defeat me. Look at every other champions reign, and I have held this title twice as long as any of the singles champions in this company. I went thought two matches and four opponents to keep this title, had to defend it twice at Winter Solstice against three different opponents, and I once again successfully defended this title Just a few nights ago, while you were being defeated. Yujiro, you might have ripped the Global Cup away from me, but there is no way in hell that you will take my title. There will be no revolution, no rebellion, and no Coup. You will not steal my championship, you will not usurp my throne, and you, WILL NOT TAKE MY CROWN!
Matt bellows out the last words as he stares straight ahead and raises his title high in the air. He slowly lowers his arms, leaving them stretched out as Kayla Richards walks up behind him, places the crown upon his head and then kneels beside him.
A small trickle of water falls from the shower head as Matthew Shields steps out, gives his hair a quick dry with a towel, then wraps one around his waist and heads out in to his hotel suite, to see his girlfriend Billie sitting down five shopping bags.
"Only five this time?"
Billie turns around and smiles.
"Yea, I took it easy. How did your training with Honey go?"
Matt crosses over to the couch and takes a quick seat.
"She's got talent, and she's getting more confident, but I don't know how good she's gonna be if she can't find some kind of mean streak. She doesn't have to be as vicious and destructive as me, but she's gotta learn that at some point you have to really hurt your opponent. She did pick up the new moves that I showed her very quickly. Her dad might be pissed since it was 'flippy stuff', but she's small, quick, and has that whole gymnastic background. She needs to use that."
"As long as she doesn't get hurt by doing that stuff."
Matt kind of shrugs as his phone vibrates and makes a little noise. He picks it up and a smile crosses his face.
"Who's that?"
"It's just Kayla. She was seeing what I was up to, said something kind of funny."
"You two have been talking a lot lately, and it seems like you spend a lot of time going over strategy and training with her. That's all it is, right?"
Billie looks at him a little suspiciously as he sits the phone down.
"Mostly. She's cool and we have a lot in common, so it's nice to hang out with her. We talked a little bit before I offered her the manager deal, so obviously I like her."
"What do you mean, you like her? Like how you like me, or how you like that Blair chick?"
"Uhm..."
Billie looks at him as he pauses for a bit, unsure of how to respond.
"Are you sleeping with her Matt?"
"No. I uhm... well we did uh... I can't tell you that I don't find her attractive, and we did end up kissing the other night, and it just felt right."
"Felt right? It doesn't feel right with me?"
"It does, this was just different... it felt, good, better."
"Better than me???"
"That's not... I didn't mean it like comparing the two of you. Billie, I am sorry about this, but I don't want to end up doing something that will end up hurting you a lot worse. What we've had has been great, but I am absolutely crazy about Kayla."
"Had? Had... So you've already broken up with me?"
Matt sighs, gets up and walks over to the small night stand. He pulls out a set of keys and hands them to Billie.
"Those are for the new house. They came yesterday. It's all yours."
She tosses the keys onto the bed.
"What did I do wrong? I thought we were great... Now this?"
"You did nothing wrong at all, Billie. You're great. Sweet, sexy, lots of fun. I really like you, I just... don't love you."
Billie would walk to the dresser.
"And you never will?"
"Please Billie, just understand that this isn't about you. You're great, I just... she's perfect for me in a way that no other woman can ever be."
"What does she have that I don't?"
"A crazy violent dark side. A sexual appetite that almost scares me. No desire to spend all my money with daily shopping trips. She doesn't plan parties for us that I have to find out about from her niece. She loves watching me hurt people. Honestly, she's everything I want."
"So if I hadn't spent any money you'd still be with me?"
"It is not just the money Billie. You're asking for an explanation to something I can't explain. I have been feeling this way for awhile. I was hoping it would go away, because I really did want us to work out, but instead my feelings got stronger and stronger, and I kissed her, and I knew right then and there that I had to end things with you. I wanted to find a better time and a better place and a better way, but... I'm sorry Billie."
"And what happens when this girl leaves you for another taken man? What then, Matthew?"
"That won't happen."
"Karma comes around. You could end up feeling how I do now when it happens to you."
"Billie, I never meant to hurt you."
"Why didn't you talk to me? I wanted to be the woman for you but you just end up leaving me for a younger woman. I never thought you'd be like Jerry."
"It isn't about age at all, Billie."
"Seems that way to me. All I've heard is you didn't come to me over what we lacked and I could have tried to do. Instead you went to someone younger, I've been nothing but faithful. I've wanted to celebrate our anniversary, now I'm going to have to fly home alone because you want another woman and I'm unlovable."
"You are not unlovable, and this has nothing to do with her being younger. You won't have to fly home alone either. I'll get you the private plane, you can have Trixie or Honey or I can hire some specialized therapist or something like that. This room is yours as long as you want it, the house is yours, I still care about you, I just... I love her."
Billie would storm to the house keys pick them up and storm out of the room without making eye contact.
"I'll be gone when you get back."
Matt yelled after her, then grabbed one of his suitcases and started packing up.
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Matthew Shields sits upon a large oversized throne. Gold arms, covered with purple velvet. The Redemption Wrestling Heavyweight title sits in his lap as he looks straight ahead.
"The Global Cup tournament. Sixteen of Redemption's best international talent, in a single elimination tournament, taking place in my adopted country of Japan. This tournament was designed for me. There was a special stipulation put in place specifically for the inevitable end where I had my hand raised as the winner. But then, round two, Yujiro Fujiwara, after being beaten and brutalized, after being decimated and destroyed, after being completely written off by everyone in that building, he somehow found a way to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. Somehow, he managed to steal a win away from me, but he did far more than that. When he was announced as the winner, I expected a chorus of boos, tears of lamentation, screams of agony and denial. Instead, he was greeted by cheers, applause, adoration. He stole them away from me."
Matt stops and hangs his head low as he stares down at his title, then looks up with a strange mix of anger and sadness.
"Yujiro, you stole my victory, you stole my glory, you stole the Global cup away from me, and worst of all... you stole my people. You will not steal this though."
Matt reaches down and grabs his title, as he stands up.
"When this is on the line, there is no one in this World that can defeat me. Look at every other champions reign, and I have held this title twice as long as any of the singles champions in this company. I went thought two matches and four opponents to keep this title, had to defend it twice at Winter Solstice against three different opponents, and I once again successfully defended this title Just a few nights ago, while you were being defeated. Yujiro, you might have ripped the Global Cup away from me, but there is no way in hell that you will take my title. There will be no revolution, no rebellion, and no Coup. You will not steal my championship, you will not usurp my throne, and you, WILL NOT TAKE MY CROWN!
Matt bellows out the last words as he stares straight ahead and raises his title high in the air. He slowly lowers his arms, leaving them stretched out as Kayla Richards walks up behind him, places the crown upon his head and then kneels beside him.
