Post by Justin Fischer on May 20, 2012 21:07:23 GMT -5
There’s something to be said about staying in one place. I’m notorious for moving around a lot. I don’t know why, I just don’t like to over stay my welcome anywhere.
The last place I was in was Georgia. I’m not at liberty to say what I was doing there, but I figured I’d done what I needed to do. I did go home a lot in between my ‘jobs’. Stayed with my brothers Jake or Peter….then I’d find another place to go for a while. I guess I was sort of like a gypsy. Moving from place to place. I’ve never really felt like I belonged any one place, even with my own family, except when I was with Electra.
I met Electra in 10th grade. We’d shared an English text book together. After that, we sort of became inseparable. I loved her the moment I saw her and I don’t think I’ll ever love another girl the same way. She had a special way about her. She was always so determined, strong willed. She never put up with any shit from anybody and best of all, she kept me grounded, especially with the issues I had with my anger. I have her to thank for my sense of control. After high school, when she started as a ring girl, I begged her to marry me and she’d turned me down.
And It was the one place I always found myself coming back to…wherever Lexi was, even though she wanted to just stay friends. I guess you can say she was “the one that got away” or really the one that got stolen away. It’s my own fault for being too clingy….proposing too soon, scaring her off….and then after only moving on and being in the wrestling world on her own for a few months, she met him. I guess at first, he was an alright guy, had everyone fooled. He put on a good act, making everyone believe that he was this great guy that really cared about her. It wasn’t until after they were married a few years that things started to change. But well, that’s not my story to tell.
I’ve always looked out for her. Sometimes staying to the side, offering my shoulder when she needed it. For whatever reason, she stayed loyal to him even though he’d cheated on her, hurt her, and abused her trust. I never understood it.
Now….I’m not staying in the sidelines anymore. I approached Mr. Will Turner and asked him to sign me up. Told him that I had more experience then he could ask for and that I would work my damn hardest to make this company look good. I know he knows my real reason for coming here but he didn’t let on that he knew….besides that, I have no reason to hide my feelings. Lexi deserves better than Drake Hunter.
I wasn’t going to go out and break them up like some jealous ex-boyfriend…and I wasn’t going to try and end the guy’s career like some crazy masked lunatic. I was just going to make sure that he didn’t get her into any more trouble and that she didn’t end up hurt…like before.
***
I drop my duffle bag on the bed and look around. It’s not a huge room but it will do. I can’t help but wonder where Drake’s room is. Mr. Turner had suggested the Affinia and said that a few of the superstars stayed here, one being Drake. Turner was a weird little fellow, just had this odd vibe about him that gives me the creeps.
I knew Lexi was furious with me and when she found out I was in the same hotel as her beloved ‘punk’ she was going to lose it entirely.
I knew that I was going to have to wait my turn to take a piece out of Rage. I was technically a rookie and I’d have to face other guys like me before I’d have a chance to really show him how I felt. I’d done a lot to control my anger, if anything I was better at it than my other siblings, Jeremy and Bliss. But it was just the simple knowledge that I was saving all my anger all for him.
I started to undress and take a shower. It’d been a long trip. What Lexi didn’t know was that I was already on my way to New York when I tweeted her. I’d hoped that I could break it to her gently that I’d joined the NYCCW roster but well, that got spoiled by that stupid NYCCW insider tweet. I knew she’d be back in NYC soon and she’d be gunning it for me. But I’d laughed my ass off when I saw her come flying into that ring and take out Rage. Good for her.
The shower took me 10 minutes and I was just pulling on a pair of track pants when there was a hard knock on my door.
“Coming” I was looking through my bag for a shirt but the knocking came more persistent.
“Okay, Okay.” Whoever it was going to have to live with me without a shirt.
I answered it and Lexi is standing there, alone. She looks pissed.
“Hi.” I said.
She pushes past me into the room.
“Start talking Justin.”
“What do you want to talk about? The weather? The economy?” I smirk at her and she’s just getting even angrier. I have to hold in my laughter. I’ve known Lexi since she was 15 years old and she don’t scare me.
She sighs before continuing, “Well first off, why you thought you had to come out here and join NYCCW….”
“It’s a job….”
“Oh give me a break. You don't have any trouble finding jobs anywhere in the world. I don’t know how you do it but you could have found a job anywhere else, why here? Why now?”
“I wanted to wrestle again.”
“You are so frustrating!” She sighs angrily and looks around the room and I see what looks like recognition in her eyes. I take it the room is probably the same as someone else she visits a lot here.
“Would you just calm down a couple minutes… You just got out of the hospital, do you really think it’s smart to get yourself so worked up and give yourself an aneurysm?”
I walk over to the mini fridge and pull out two bottles of water. It’s the good stuff, I’m impressed. I toss one to her and open my own. Ignoring her I walk over to sit on the couch.
“We’re not done talking Justin….”
“Oh…sorry….” I look over at her and bat big wide eyes as if asking her to continue but turning back toward the blank TV.
“You have to stop this stupidness.”
“Stupidness? I don’t’ think that’s a word.”
“Leave me and Drake alone.”
“Nope….sorry.” I pick up the remote for the TV and switch it on.
“What do you mean ‘nope’?”
“You know what Lexi; my main purpose here is to make sure that you don’t get hurt outside that ring again. I don’t know what this Hacker guy’s deal is but it seems to be between Drake and him and you should probably just start backing away and let them deal with it. It’s not up to you to save him; he got himself in this mess.”
“How dare you….”
I turn around this time to face her, being serious for the first time since she barged into my room, “You’re my best friend Lexi. You know I love you and I’ll do whatever I have to make sure you don’t feel that pain again. You’ve been seeing this guy for what? 3 weeks? And you’ve been threatened, gotten your rib broken and kidnapped and had a hospital stay. What’s next? I don’t like it and he doesn’t seem to be doing anything to prevent you from getting into trouble. That’s not being a very good boyfriend is it?”
“Shut up Justin. I got myself hurt. If Drake knew I was going to meet Hacker he wouldn’t have let me go and as for the rib…well, that was just me being hasty. I’m not going to make the same mistakes again.”
“You already are.” I spit out.
“What are you talking about?”
“Drake Hunter is only a step up from Ryan Stiles. Difference is that he’s not the one throwing bookcases at you and calling you derogatory names….instead he’s using you as a bed partner and letting you run off in the middle of the night to fight his battles for him.”
“You’re an asshole.”
“Yeah and you’re delusional.”
“Delusional?”
“That’s right.” I get up from the couch and face her. For a split second all I can think about is how beautiful she looks in those tight jeans and her hair pulled back. I have to shake myself to make sure I keep my train of thought. “Do you think that this is going to turn into a fairy tale? That he’s going to turn into some perfect guy. I think you thought the same thing of Ryan did you not? That once you got married he’d change, be a better man. Once you both got out of wrestling he’d calm down and treat you good. How long did that actually last Lexi? A year? And then you thought if you had a kid that everything would be better…he’d lighten up and be a better man. That all he needed was the chance to show that he could be a better father than his father was and look what happened? He got mad and threw something at you. What did you do? You got scared…wanted to have an abortion. Thank god your sister has a good head on her shoulders.”
I see Lexi’s eyes are starting to water and a tear slides down her cheek. I feel bad right away but I don’t let it show. She needed to hear it. Not that I expected that she’d ever come back to me, I wished it but I knew it was a long shot. I just wanted her to have a normal life but she always managed to attract guys with issues…myself included.
She opens her mouth to say something and there’s another loud knock on my door. I walk over and answer it and I snort and roll my eyes when I see that Drake’s the one behind it. He takes a look at me shirtless and Lexi in the middle of the room, crying and a look of rage crosses his face.
“What the hell is going on here?”
“Nothing. I was just leaving.” Lexi pushes past me. “Stay away from me Justin.”
Drake is still staring me down.
“You better watch your mouth.” He turns to leave.
“Or what?” I say, leaning out the door after them, “You’re going to shut it for me? You’re sadly mistaken if you think I’m scared of you.”
He turns but doesn’t say anything. He looks at me a couple seconds before walking off to pull Lexi into a hug and staring me down over her shoulder like he’s going to kill me. I just close the door with a smirk.
This was going to be very interesting. Again…I would wait my turn for him as well. And I would make sure both of them got payback for allowing Lexi to be injured….and if this Hacker guy came after Lexi again, he’d have to deal with me. I don’t give two shits what he wants to do to Drake…be my guest but you leave my girl alone. Period.
The last place I was in was Georgia. I’m not at liberty to say what I was doing there, but I figured I’d done what I needed to do. I did go home a lot in between my ‘jobs’. Stayed with my brothers Jake or Peter….then I’d find another place to go for a while. I guess I was sort of like a gypsy. Moving from place to place. I’ve never really felt like I belonged any one place, even with my own family, except when I was with Electra.
I met Electra in 10th grade. We’d shared an English text book together. After that, we sort of became inseparable. I loved her the moment I saw her and I don’t think I’ll ever love another girl the same way. She had a special way about her. She was always so determined, strong willed. She never put up with any shit from anybody and best of all, she kept me grounded, especially with the issues I had with my anger. I have her to thank for my sense of control. After high school, when she started as a ring girl, I begged her to marry me and she’d turned me down.
And It was the one place I always found myself coming back to…wherever Lexi was, even though she wanted to just stay friends. I guess you can say she was “the one that got away” or really the one that got stolen away. It’s my own fault for being too clingy….proposing too soon, scaring her off….and then after only moving on and being in the wrestling world on her own for a few months, she met him. I guess at first, he was an alright guy, had everyone fooled. He put on a good act, making everyone believe that he was this great guy that really cared about her. It wasn’t until after they were married a few years that things started to change. But well, that’s not my story to tell.
I’ve always looked out for her. Sometimes staying to the side, offering my shoulder when she needed it. For whatever reason, she stayed loyal to him even though he’d cheated on her, hurt her, and abused her trust. I never understood it.
Now….I’m not staying in the sidelines anymore. I approached Mr. Will Turner and asked him to sign me up. Told him that I had more experience then he could ask for and that I would work my damn hardest to make this company look good. I know he knows my real reason for coming here but he didn’t let on that he knew….besides that, I have no reason to hide my feelings. Lexi deserves better than Drake Hunter.
I wasn’t going to go out and break them up like some jealous ex-boyfriend…and I wasn’t going to try and end the guy’s career like some crazy masked lunatic. I was just going to make sure that he didn’t get her into any more trouble and that she didn’t end up hurt…like before.
***
I drop my duffle bag on the bed and look around. It’s not a huge room but it will do. I can’t help but wonder where Drake’s room is. Mr. Turner had suggested the Affinia and said that a few of the superstars stayed here, one being Drake. Turner was a weird little fellow, just had this odd vibe about him that gives me the creeps.
I knew Lexi was furious with me and when she found out I was in the same hotel as her beloved ‘punk’ she was going to lose it entirely.
I knew that I was going to have to wait my turn to take a piece out of Rage. I was technically a rookie and I’d have to face other guys like me before I’d have a chance to really show him how I felt. I’d done a lot to control my anger, if anything I was better at it than my other siblings, Jeremy and Bliss. But it was just the simple knowledge that I was saving all my anger all for him.
I started to undress and take a shower. It’d been a long trip. What Lexi didn’t know was that I was already on my way to New York when I tweeted her. I’d hoped that I could break it to her gently that I’d joined the NYCCW roster but well, that got spoiled by that stupid NYCCW insider tweet. I knew she’d be back in NYC soon and she’d be gunning it for me. But I’d laughed my ass off when I saw her come flying into that ring and take out Rage. Good for her.
The shower took me 10 minutes and I was just pulling on a pair of track pants when there was a hard knock on my door.
“Coming” I was looking through my bag for a shirt but the knocking came more persistent.
“Okay, Okay.” Whoever it was going to have to live with me without a shirt.
I answered it and Lexi is standing there, alone. She looks pissed.
“Hi.” I said.
She pushes past me into the room.
“Start talking Justin.”
“What do you want to talk about? The weather? The economy?” I smirk at her and she’s just getting even angrier. I have to hold in my laughter. I’ve known Lexi since she was 15 years old and she don’t scare me.
She sighs before continuing, “Well first off, why you thought you had to come out here and join NYCCW….”
“It’s a job….”
“Oh give me a break. You don't have any trouble finding jobs anywhere in the world. I don’t know how you do it but you could have found a job anywhere else, why here? Why now?”
“I wanted to wrestle again.”
“You are so frustrating!” She sighs angrily and looks around the room and I see what looks like recognition in her eyes. I take it the room is probably the same as someone else she visits a lot here.
“Would you just calm down a couple minutes… You just got out of the hospital, do you really think it’s smart to get yourself so worked up and give yourself an aneurysm?”
I walk over to the mini fridge and pull out two bottles of water. It’s the good stuff, I’m impressed. I toss one to her and open my own. Ignoring her I walk over to sit on the couch.
“We’re not done talking Justin….”
“Oh…sorry….” I look over at her and bat big wide eyes as if asking her to continue but turning back toward the blank TV.
“You have to stop this stupidness.”
“Stupidness? I don’t’ think that’s a word.”
“Leave me and Drake alone.”
“Nope….sorry.” I pick up the remote for the TV and switch it on.
“What do you mean ‘nope’?”
“You know what Lexi; my main purpose here is to make sure that you don’t get hurt outside that ring again. I don’t know what this Hacker guy’s deal is but it seems to be between Drake and him and you should probably just start backing away and let them deal with it. It’s not up to you to save him; he got himself in this mess.”
“How dare you….”
I turn around this time to face her, being serious for the first time since she barged into my room, “You’re my best friend Lexi. You know I love you and I’ll do whatever I have to make sure you don’t feel that pain again. You’ve been seeing this guy for what? 3 weeks? And you’ve been threatened, gotten your rib broken and kidnapped and had a hospital stay. What’s next? I don’t like it and he doesn’t seem to be doing anything to prevent you from getting into trouble. That’s not being a very good boyfriend is it?”
“Shut up Justin. I got myself hurt. If Drake knew I was going to meet Hacker he wouldn’t have let me go and as for the rib…well, that was just me being hasty. I’m not going to make the same mistakes again.”
“You already are.” I spit out.
“What are you talking about?”
“Drake Hunter is only a step up from Ryan Stiles. Difference is that he’s not the one throwing bookcases at you and calling you derogatory names….instead he’s using you as a bed partner and letting you run off in the middle of the night to fight his battles for him.”
“You’re an asshole.”
“Yeah and you’re delusional.”
“Delusional?”
“That’s right.” I get up from the couch and face her. For a split second all I can think about is how beautiful she looks in those tight jeans and her hair pulled back. I have to shake myself to make sure I keep my train of thought. “Do you think that this is going to turn into a fairy tale? That he’s going to turn into some perfect guy. I think you thought the same thing of Ryan did you not? That once you got married he’d change, be a better man. Once you both got out of wrestling he’d calm down and treat you good. How long did that actually last Lexi? A year? And then you thought if you had a kid that everything would be better…he’d lighten up and be a better man. That all he needed was the chance to show that he could be a better father than his father was and look what happened? He got mad and threw something at you. What did you do? You got scared…wanted to have an abortion. Thank god your sister has a good head on her shoulders.”
I see Lexi’s eyes are starting to water and a tear slides down her cheek. I feel bad right away but I don’t let it show. She needed to hear it. Not that I expected that she’d ever come back to me, I wished it but I knew it was a long shot. I just wanted her to have a normal life but she always managed to attract guys with issues…myself included.
She opens her mouth to say something and there’s another loud knock on my door. I walk over and answer it and I snort and roll my eyes when I see that Drake’s the one behind it. He takes a look at me shirtless and Lexi in the middle of the room, crying and a look of rage crosses his face.
“What the hell is going on here?”
“Nothing. I was just leaving.” Lexi pushes past me. “Stay away from me Justin.”
Drake is still staring me down.
“You better watch your mouth.” He turns to leave.
“Or what?” I say, leaning out the door after them, “You’re going to shut it for me? You’re sadly mistaken if you think I’m scared of you.”
He turns but doesn’t say anything. He looks at me a couple seconds before walking off to pull Lexi into a hug and staring me down over her shoulder like he’s going to kill me. I just close the door with a smirk.
This was going to be very interesting. Again…I would wait my turn for him as well. And I would make sure both of them got payback for allowing Lexi to be injured….and if this Hacker guy came after Lexi again, he’d have to deal with me. I don’t give two shits what he wants to do to Drake…be my guest but you leave my girl alone. Period.
