Post by Matt Steele on Oct 26, 2012 10:41:52 GMT -5
Flashback
[As they finish Jimmy quickly leaves the room and walks outside to grab a smoke, suddenly he is startled from a voice coming from the shadows]
Hey Jimmy ready for anarchy?
[Fatal freezes and a dark shadow falls over his face as he turns towards the man in the shadows]
I stare at the man from the shadows who now sits opposite me at a diner table, slurping coffee and eating pie... Matt Steele how I hate his freaking guts!
This man left me stranded in a car in the middle of nowhere a couple of years back, with a note pinned to my jacket, as I slept of the party from the night before... he just upped and left, destroying a good tag team.... and a longtime friendship
Damn! this pie is good, so how you've been?
Cut the crap Matt!... what is it you want?!
Can't a guy look in on his best friend now and then?
My heart is hammering away and I feel every muscle in my body tense as I hear him utter the words best friend
Shut the fuck up!... friends?... you lost that privilege when you left Matt!
Okay easy now Jimmy, I guess you're still pissed at me then, but now I'm back and I want you to hear what I have to say
I can't imagine you having anything relevant in mind for me to hear... Damn Matt you just went away without saying a word, next I see you wrestling in Japan and more or less doing our thing tagging with Primal!... I mean what the fuck do you have to say that could interest me at this point?
Listen up I made a bad call okay? I'm human sorry! but while you were pissing you career down the drain fighting midgets backstage, I grabbed an opportunity and won gold!... so now I'm giving you the chance to get on that wagon with me once again, you don't want it Fine! I'll go talk to Primal or somebody else, but I came to you first, cause I know that together we can tear the house down and have fun while doing it!
Fuck you!
I get up and leave the diner, who the fuck does this guy think he is. It was because he left my career went south. We had a good thing going back then tagging and kicking ass, we were praised and hated for our wrestling and antics. Disrupting status qou and pissing on what people thought wrestling was.
I slowly walk down the streets as the thoughts shoots through my brain as I turn a corner and head home
Later that night
Finally home! I stare at the door, before locking myself in, I ended up wandering the streets in the rain, the thoughts about my talk with Matt just kept rushing and overwhelming me, now I just need to sit and relax and center myself again.
As I walk into my living room there's a package neatly placed on the table. My first reaction is to be alarmed, as no one except me has the key's. There's a note detached to it I pick it up and read it
"Ready or Not... Matt", My hand trembles a little as I open the package and stare at the contents. My old gear from back when we tagged, I pick up the green and black mask and stare at it, its like the idea starts to grow inside me, the thrill of doing the crazy stuff again starts to fill me as I empty the box, underneath the gear there is a second note taped to the bottom "Nachos and cartoons at midnight" I look at the clock still fifteen minutes. A smile starts spreading on my face as I grab my phone and call Matt, "don't forget the gummy bears" I hang up and drop down on the couch... this is going to be fun!!!
[As they finish Jimmy quickly leaves the room and walks outside to grab a smoke, suddenly he is startled from a voice coming from the shadows]
Hey Jimmy ready for anarchy?
[Fatal freezes and a dark shadow falls over his face as he turns towards the man in the shadows]
I stare at the man from the shadows who now sits opposite me at a diner table, slurping coffee and eating pie... Matt Steele how I hate his freaking guts!
This man left me stranded in a car in the middle of nowhere a couple of years back, with a note pinned to my jacket, as I slept of the party from the night before... he just upped and left, destroying a good tag team.... and a longtime friendship
Damn! this pie is good, so how you've been?
Cut the crap Matt!... what is it you want?!
Can't a guy look in on his best friend now and then?
My heart is hammering away and I feel every muscle in my body tense as I hear him utter the words best friend
Shut the fuck up!... friends?... you lost that privilege when you left Matt!
Okay easy now Jimmy, I guess you're still pissed at me then, but now I'm back and I want you to hear what I have to say
I can't imagine you having anything relevant in mind for me to hear... Damn Matt you just went away without saying a word, next I see you wrestling in Japan and more or less doing our thing tagging with Primal!... I mean what the fuck do you have to say that could interest me at this point?
Listen up I made a bad call okay? I'm human sorry! but while you were pissing you career down the drain fighting midgets backstage, I grabbed an opportunity and won gold!... so now I'm giving you the chance to get on that wagon with me once again, you don't want it Fine! I'll go talk to Primal or somebody else, but I came to you first, cause I know that together we can tear the house down and have fun while doing it!
Fuck you!
I get up and leave the diner, who the fuck does this guy think he is. It was because he left my career went south. We had a good thing going back then tagging and kicking ass, we were praised and hated for our wrestling and antics. Disrupting status qou and pissing on what people thought wrestling was.
I slowly walk down the streets as the thoughts shoots through my brain as I turn a corner and head home
Later that night
Finally home! I stare at the door, before locking myself in, I ended up wandering the streets in the rain, the thoughts about my talk with Matt just kept rushing and overwhelming me, now I just need to sit and relax and center myself again.
As I walk into my living room there's a package neatly placed on the table. My first reaction is to be alarmed, as no one except me has the key's. There's a note detached to it I pick it up and read it
"Ready or Not... Matt", My hand trembles a little as I open the package and stare at the contents. My old gear from back when we tagged, I pick up the green and black mask and stare at it, its like the idea starts to grow inside me, the thrill of doing the crazy stuff again starts to fill me as I empty the box, underneath the gear there is a second note taped to the bottom "Nachos and cartoons at midnight" I look at the clock still fifteen minutes. A smile starts spreading on my face as I grab my phone and call Matt, "don't forget the gummy bears" I hang up and drop down on the couch... this is going to be fun!!!