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Courtesy of http://www.pantheonwrestling.com July 21st, 2008
1:10 p.m. Some decisions in life are easy to make like accepting Pantheon's offer to join them. Yet some decisions in life aren't that easy. They aren't black or white rather it is more shades of grey. You see last week I made a decision to move on with my life even though the consequences of my decision might mean losing any relationship I could ever have with a possible daughter. Yet I chose it anyway knowing the retributions that might come with it. You see the week started out so promising. I mean I was finally starting to move on past my feelings for my ex-wife. I was finally getting on with my life back in order. After all Tara Ebdon was the kind of woman that I could see possibly having a long lasting relationship with. She was a woman that I was capable of opening up to with such ease. That had been something that I hadn't been able to do with many other women. I guess it was the fact that for some reason I was able to actually trust her. Which was definitely a rare occurrence especially after that I got out of jail. Yet for some reason the past kept creeping up in the back of my mind. I mean I should had a great time with Tara yet with every memory I made with Tara, it brought back another memory I had with Ashley. I mean really isn't human nature for us to move on with our lives? We shouldn't just dwell on the past. I mean after all the world doesn't stop for anyone. Yet that is where I found myself. I was caught stopped at a crossroad in my life. I have my turn signal on toward Tara yet my vehicle keeps wanting to pull the other way toward Ashley. Now if my dilemma wasn't enough things got more complicated with the news at the end of the week that Autumn was indeed my daughter. The news was a bit of a blessing as at least now I know for sure that I have a daughter. There will no longer be any doubt every again. Now though I must juggle moving on with my life and taking care my past. I must find the perfect balance between the past and future cause I will fall off if I am off balance just an inch. -=Trying to Avoid the Past=- These thoughts raced through my mind in between the pain and soreness that I felt from the pay per view's last man standing match with Steve Jason. That match had literally taken me to hell and back and I had the battle scars to prove it. I laid on my couch as going up my stairs toward my bedroom seemed more of a painful hassle than anything. So I decided to just rest my wounds on the couch. While I rested though my mind wondered about my daughter, my ex-wife, and Tara. The thoughts though were often interrupted by the sharp stabbing pain in my ribs which where bruised by an S4 off the stage. While I was resting Riley Winters had came by to check up on me after all it was his idea that got me into the professional wrestling business. I guess he felt a bit of guilt after witnessing my match at Speak No Evil. He sat down in the chair next to the couch as he began a little small talk with me. "Sorry I hadn't been around much lately." Come to think of it, Riley hadn't been around since the Fourth of July barbeque at Ashley's house. Then again I really hadn't noticed with my attention directed more on my women troubles. Yet I didn't want to tell him that I hadn't even notice he wasn't around. "Don't worry about it, man." I mean really he wasn't my babysitter or anything. I am sure he had other more important things to do than follow me around or be my chauffer. Yet the fact that he hadn't showed up or called at least once since the last time I saw him did peek my interest. "So what have you been up to?" I mean surely he had to be up to something the last two weeks. Then again in his case Riley could have been spending the last two weeks trying to score some tail. His track record would haven't ruled that possibility out. "You remember what we were talking about last time? You know about the production company?" I vaguely remembered that as I wasn't fully concentrated on the conversation with Riley. At the time I was more focused on the first meeting of my daughter. Yet I do remember not wanting to do it cause I didn't want to invest any of my money on that project just yet. "Yeah what about it?" With that asked, I saw a smile come across his face. He looked at my battered and beaten self and couldn't help by smile. Surely he didn't put up the money to front this production operation. I mean really he didn't have the money by himself to front such an operation. "Well I found some backers for the production project. The only request is they remain silent and unknown." The request seemed kind of weird to me. I mean why support a project where you don't to be known? I mean it sounded kind of fishy to me ,but then again Riley thought they were on the level enough. So it seemed okay with me. "Why do they know want to remain silent and unknown?" I mean really maybe they told him why? I don't really know. All I do know is that it was cool with me. I mean if they are going to front this whole thing and I don't have to risk a dime, then go ahead and do it. Yet still them wanting to remain unknown just gave me a funny feeling. "It doesn't matter, just that they wanted to keep it in the dark." Riley's eyes that kept darting away didn't give me anymore reassurance ,but I figured if Riley didn't seem to be concerned, I guess I shouldn't be concerned either. "Okay fine I guess. So when are you going to try and start this project up?" I mean we had got the backing and knowing Riley he probably wanted to start this company up right away. "Actually I was planning on looking at some buildings after I leave here." I should have figured. I mean Riley was really a driven guy after all he had made vice president in two different multi-billion dollar businesses. The guy had two loves in life....work and rather easy women. "Ah so when you going?" I was just making small talk. I didn't mean for him to leave as he checked his watch to see what time it was as he stood up from his chair and looked at me. "Damn the time got away from me. I am suppose to meet the real estate agent in about twenty minutes. I will talk to you later alright?" I nodded my head in agreement as he headed out the door as I just laid on the couch. I then grabbed another couple of Larotab 10 pills as I chased them down with a glass of water that was setting next to me on the coffee table. With that I laid my head back down and closed my eyes as I let pain killers ease my pain. July 21st, 2008
3:24 p.m. The Larotab 10's had knocked me completely out as I was then awoken by a knock on the door. I rubbed my eyes and shook off the haze that clouded my head as I looked at the clock to see what time it was. I couldn't believe that I had been asleep for two hours. It had seemed like I just blinked my eyes. Anyway I didn't know who was knocking at my door as they kept knocking finally I yelled toward the door. "WHO IS IT!?" As I figured it would be easier that way then having to stand up and walk over to the door. I mean I still felt like I was floating a bit ,but didn't want to risk messing up this feeling by getting up "It's Ashley." What the hell? Was I hearing things? Did that person just say that is was Ashley? I mean what the hell did she want? Did she want to kick me when I was down? Or did she want to come and try rub the fact that she was telling the truth in my face? I didn't know ,but I went ahead and invited her in. "Come in." With that said I saw the door open as she walked in. She looked beautiful as always. She had tried for a cute tomboy look with low ride jeans, a Dodger's baseball jersey tied above her naval and a Dodger's baseball cap on her head. They were the local favorite team of hers. She was looking away as she entered my house as then she caught me on the couch out of the corner of her beautiful brown eye. "You look like shit." Is the only words she could find to say to me as she walks over closer to me. As I just let out a slight smile at the pure honesty that came out of her mouth. I mean I looked like I had been hit by a semi. Yet the only reply I could think of to counter it was... "Yeah ,but you should see what the other guy looks like." I know it was a cheesy remark, but that is the only thing that popped in my mind at the time. She let out a slight smile at the comment as it quickly faded when checked me out even closer. She examined me like a coroner exams a dead body. She then walked over and sat in the chair like Riley Winter did earlier. "Man I thought wrestling was fake." She said not believing the bruised and battered body that laid on the couch next to her. I just looked at with an expression that I guess you know the answer now. "Guess again. There is no way to fake a fifteen foot fall like I took at the pay per view." I mean the bastard try to kill us both just to win the match. Then again I was the one who tried to turn him into a pirate with a piece of glass at the pay per view too. So I guess turnabout was fair game. "I know I saw." Wait she actually watched my match on pay per view? Damn this bitch. Why does she keep playing this game of cat and mouse. I mean every time I think I can move on with my life, she drags me back to the past. I mean why did she watch my match? I mean the last thing she had said to me was FUCK YOU. Maybe she was hoping to see Steve Jason beat my ass to a bloody pulp. I didn't know. "Why?" I mean she was never into wrestling. She would always made fun of the profession not to mention inbred hicks that loved spending all their welfare money to watch it. She then gave me a look toward me as to say "How dare you." Though she finally replied to my question. "Cause even though we aren't together anymore, I still don't want anything bad happen to you." Did she really mean that? Maybe she didn't want to have her daughter's father unable to provide child support. I don't know why the fuck she is always trying to fuck with my head. Though she was very good at it. I mean every time she has came and seen me, she has left me more confused than when she arrived. "Your daughter needs a father after all." Don't give me that line bitch. If that was true then you would have not kept her away from me all these years. Yet then again maybe she was fixing to rub the fact that I was wrong and she was right in my face. So I decided to cut her off before she did. "I'm sorry about not believing you about Autumn." Then again her track record didn't give me much hope to believe that she was telling the truth. I mean she had lied to me since she first came back into my life a few weeks ago. She just sat there as she smiled and looked down at her feet as she then looked back at me. "Yeah don't worry about it. I mean I understand where you were coming from. I'm sorry I reacted the way I did." Wait rewind that again. Did she just apologize for the bar incident? I couldn't believe my ears. Maybe the Larotabs 10's where playing with my mind. Then again this could be the fact that she is jealous of Tara and trying to get good with me. I mean she knew that I had been talking to her at the bar. "Thank you." I said as I knew it was hard for her to apologize even if it didn't seem sencere. The woman always thought she was right. She did our whole marriage then again about ninety percent of women think they are right all the time too. Yet I'm was not going to go into a sociology discussion about that.. "So you need anything Gio?" I couldn't believe that she was trying to be helpful. Though this wasn't doing me any favors in trying to get own with my life. I mean here was the woman that I was trying to move away from that was now trying to take care of me. Damn this woman I wished she would quit playing mind games with me. She stood up and looked at me as she went and fluffed my pillow a bit. "No thanks I'm fine." I gave her a fake smile as she nodded and sat back down. I gave her a fake smile as I didn't know where this niceness was coming from. I mean just last week she had cussed me and threw water in my face. She then hadn't said a word to me at the doctor's office. Now she was like trying to wait on my hand and foot. "Anyway Gio, I have a question why do you do this?" Do what? Wrestle? I thought about it for a minute. I mean it was something I had a natural greatness at. After all I never really had to try hard in college when I wrestled. Plus being blackballed from every major Fortune 500 company didn't help matters either in getting another profession. "Cause I am naturally great at this." She gave me a whatever you say look as it did look kind of funny consider I looked like I had been in a fucking war. "I mean couldn't you do something else." Why did she care if I was getting my brains beaten in week in and week out. I was bringing home a pretty good sized paycheck for it for child support. "No" I replied, I mean I was actually starting to get noticed. I mean everyone took noticed when I took Steve Jason to the very limit. After all he was only one second better than me. Just then my cell phone rang as the only problem it was too far away for me to reach as Ashley then got up to answer it. I thought OH SHIT to myself as Ashley answered the phone. "Hello" She answer as I hoped to hell it wasn't Tara. I mean how would this look if I had my ex-wife answering my phone. I mean Tara would only believe the worst. Yet knowing my luck recently it was probably Tara and she was probably pissed. "Yeah he is right here." She then walked over and gave me the phone as she gave a creepy wicked smile. I then checked the number and of course it was Tara Ebdon. I mean took a deep breath then held the phone to my ear. "Hello." I braced my self for the furious voice of the new woman I seeing as I could only imagined that she was furious at a woman answering my phone. "Hey Gio, it's Tara. Who was that?" Here it came I thought to myself. She would flip out when I utter the words Ashley. I think Ashley did this on purpose for some reason. Yet I hadn't figure that reason out just yet. "It was Ashley." I could picture her face getting really red now as I said her name. Yet she surprised me with her reply to my answer. I mean she had really caught me off guard. "Oh okay, anyway I was calling to check on you. I heard Pete talking about your brutal match. So how are you." Wow I guess my match with Steve Jason made quite an impression on him. Though back to Tara and her quesiton. "I'm a little bruised up ,but nothing to really slow me down." I smiled as Ashley though didn't looked to pleased. It was as if she was jealous a little bit. I mean she had came all the way over her to check on me and Tara calls me as I can't help but smile while talking to her. "I hope you get to feeling better." She seemed real geniune when she said that. She didn't give me the impression she had a different motive unlike some people. I then saw Ashley stand up as she mouthed that she had to go. I nodded my head as I figured she didn't want me to she her jealousy come out. She then headed for the door as she shut the door. "What was that she asked." I guess she had heard the door shut in the background. "That was Ashley leaving." I let out a smile as I was tired of Ashley playing the mind games with me. Especially when I am heavily medicated. "I hope she didn't leave on my account." I smiled knowing that she probably did ,but I didn't want to tell her that. I had to think of something to tell her. "No, she had to get back with my daughter." I mean that seemed like a good excuse as any to give her as we started to continnue our conversation. "Oh, okay. Anyway I wanted to call and tell you that I have some tickets to the theater later this week if you feel up to it." Hmm I couldn't say I was much of a theater fan ,but if I got to spend time with Tara I would grin and bare it. I also figure later in the week I should be able to move around. "That sounds good." Apparently she liked me too. After all she is the one that asked for the second date. Which though a thought crossed my mind do I tell Pete about my relationship with his sister? I mean I know you are suppose to seperate business and personal life ,but what do I do when they intertwine? "Tell me Tara, have you told Pete about us?" I know I haven't mentioned at word to Pete ,but I didn't know about Tara if she had said anything. "No, I don't see it is any of his business of who I see." I sensed a bit of aggrivation in her voice toward Pete. Even though they were staying in the same house, they still were on much of a speaking term. "Alright." I didn't want to dive to much into a deep conversation with still being kind of hazy right now. So I just kept my answers short. "Well Gio, I think I am going to let you get some rest ,but I will call you later okay." I knew my answers where kind of short ,but I didn't want her to think I was trying to get off the phone. Although my head was kind of still swimming. "Okay I will talk to you later. Bye Tara." She told me bye as we both hung up the phone around the same time. I threw my phone on the coffee table as I laid back my head. I knew though I had to get down to business about my match at Disclosure. |