Post by Drake Hunter on Apr 8, 2012 22:59:45 GMT -5
"Drake.....Drake.....are you alright?"
I hear her voice, like a beacon of hope among my nightmares. The feeling of awe and crimson going into this match at Destination Hardcore...it haunts me. Nightmares, visions, they are as clear to me as the beauty of the woman beside me, or the white bedsheets, nearly torn to bits thanks to the....frivolous, activities happening merely hours previously.
I shake awake in a sudden motion, hauling my nearly lifeless body to a sitting position, and as i look around i realize the dream is over, the walls are no longer covered in barbed wire and the bed in no longer on fire. Well, at least not literally, but it may as well be on fire as i see the topless body of Alyssa beside me. She's like me - sleep seems to have eluded the both of us, whether because of the same cause, i'm not sure.
"Yeah, i'm fine. Just...."
"Another bad dream?" She asks, rubbing her hand over my bare back, before she wraps an arm around my shoulder and hugs me close. I can feel her skin, the shaky, trembling skin that desperately tries to recover from the nightmares.
"You okay? You're trembling." I say, as i turn and look into eyes completely filled with fear. I haven't seen her like this before, never has she shown signs of extreme fear, even in the toughest of circumstances back in the AWA. But tonight, this past month, seems to have her in complete and utter fear for her life. And i don't like it. She waits for a moment before she responds, and it is how she responds that confirms my suspicions; she is afraid.
"N-no. I mean..y-yeah i'm fine."
"Lyss...."
"Seriously, it's alright...i'm fine."
She shakes a bit before she lies back down on the bed and pushes her arms through a short tank top, pulling it down over her head as she slips it down her naked upper body, and turns over, facing the bedside table, and the curtains. As i lean back on my elbows, still thinking about the vivid nightmares, i prepare to go back into my deep sleep and desperately avoid the nightmares that i know i cannot escape from. However, before i am able to close my eyes and drift off into the world of imagination and dreams, a piercing scream lights up the room.
I shoot to a sitting position, and turn to where the scream came from. Alyssa is also sitting upright, her face a mixture of terror and surprise as she stares at the clock beside her, flashing red with five words.
"I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE"
The words flash on the large digital clock, rectangular in shape, for a few moments, and we simply stare in silence as it finally flashes once more and the clock face is lit up with static, remaining like that until it flashes and the digital clock face returns to normal. Alyssa still stares at it, shocked, and then turns to me, a look of immense fear spread across her face. She looks into my eye for a split second, and it is there and then that i realize she can see right through me. She can see the fear that emanates from me, the paranoia, and the uncertainty over whether i can actually stop this monstrosity from terrorizing NYCCW, and our lives.
Suddenly she turns away, almost ashamed to look at me, before she pulls the covers up and off her body, covered only in a tank top and underwear, grabs a trenchcoat and some slacks, and begins to walk towards the door.
"Alyssa!" I say, reaching out to her, although i know she is already gone.
"I can't live with this anymore, and i'm not sure you can either. I need to get away from all this, it's spooking me out - this whole Hacker thing, and i don't think i can survive any longer."
"Lyss, please."
"I'm sorry Drake, but until you can destroy whatever Hacker is, then i can't see you anymore. I'm..." She chokes back a sob as in realize she can bear it no more than i, but she doesn't have a choice. "I'm sorry Drake. I love you."
Without another word she exits the bedroom, and i hear the hotel room door slam shut and the heels of Alyssa clack on the floor outside as she enters the lift. I realize something; that was the first time Alyssa told me she loved me. And it might be the last.
The entire world seems to be crashing around me, my life, my girlfriend, my wrestling career; the most important things are being torn from my life one day at a time, and it is the fault of one man, and one man only....
H4CK3R.
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I hear her voice, like a beacon of hope among my nightmares. The feeling of awe and crimson going into this match at Destination Hardcore...it haunts me. Nightmares, visions, they are as clear to me as the beauty of the woman beside me, or the white bedsheets, nearly torn to bits thanks to the....frivolous, activities happening merely hours previously.
I shake awake in a sudden motion, hauling my nearly lifeless body to a sitting position, and as i look around i realize the dream is over, the walls are no longer covered in barbed wire and the bed in no longer on fire. Well, at least not literally, but it may as well be on fire as i see the topless body of Alyssa beside me. She's like me - sleep seems to have eluded the both of us, whether because of the same cause, i'm not sure.
"Yeah, i'm fine. Just...."
"Another bad dream?" She asks, rubbing her hand over my bare back, before she wraps an arm around my shoulder and hugs me close. I can feel her skin, the shaky, trembling skin that desperately tries to recover from the nightmares.
"You okay? You're trembling." I say, as i turn and look into eyes completely filled with fear. I haven't seen her like this before, never has she shown signs of extreme fear, even in the toughest of circumstances back in the AWA. But tonight, this past month, seems to have her in complete and utter fear for her life. And i don't like it. She waits for a moment before she responds, and it is how she responds that confirms my suspicions; she is afraid.
"N-no. I mean..y-yeah i'm fine."
"Lyss...."
"Seriously, it's alright...i'm fine."
She shakes a bit before she lies back down on the bed and pushes her arms through a short tank top, pulling it down over her head as she slips it down her naked upper body, and turns over, facing the bedside table, and the curtains. As i lean back on my elbows, still thinking about the vivid nightmares, i prepare to go back into my deep sleep and desperately avoid the nightmares that i know i cannot escape from. However, before i am able to close my eyes and drift off into the world of imagination and dreams, a piercing scream lights up the room.
I shoot to a sitting position, and turn to where the scream came from. Alyssa is also sitting upright, her face a mixture of terror and surprise as she stares at the clock beside her, flashing red with five words.
"I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE"
The words flash on the large digital clock, rectangular in shape, for a few moments, and we simply stare in silence as it finally flashes once more and the clock face is lit up with static, remaining like that until it flashes and the digital clock face returns to normal. Alyssa still stares at it, shocked, and then turns to me, a look of immense fear spread across her face. She looks into my eye for a split second, and it is there and then that i realize she can see right through me. She can see the fear that emanates from me, the paranoia, and the uncertainty over whether i can actually stop this monstrosity from terrorizing NYCCW, and our lives.
Suddenly she turns away, almost ashamed to look at me, before she pulls the covers up and off her body, covered only in a tank top and underwear, grabs a trenchcoat and some slacks, and begins to walk towards the door.
"Alyssa!" I say, reaching out to her, although i know she is already gone.
"I can't live with this anymore, and i'm not sure you can either. I need to get away from all this, it's spooking me out - this whole Hacker thing, and i don't think i can survive any longer."
"Lyss, please."
"I'm sorry Drake, but until you can destroy whatever Hacker is, then i can't see you anymore. I'm..." She chokes back a sob as in realize she can bear it no more than i, but she doesn't have a choice. "I'm sorry Drake. I love you."
Without another word she exits the bedroom, and i hear the hotel room door slam shut and the heels of Alyssa clack on the floor outside as she enters the lift. I realize something; that was the first time Alyssa told me she loved me. And it might be the last.
The entire world seems to be crashing around me, my life, my girlfriend, my wrestling career; the most important things are being torn from my life one day at a time, and it is the fault of one man, and one man only....
H4CK3R.
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