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-= II =- March 5th, 2009
7:30 p.m. My first match back from a seven month layoff where all my world basically crumbled before my inebriated feet,helped remind of the success I once enjoyed in my short wrestling career. I mean sure last week wasn't all grand and pleasant. I guess the bitch wanted to poke me one good time before my return to the ring. Too bad for the bitch, it didn't seem to throw me off my game during the match. I mean really that was basically her only reason for coming over last week. She could have called me for the money. As it seems more and more that Ashley doesn't want me to enjoy any type of success. I mean it seems since I fucked her best friend in our bed that she wants me to suffer for every minute of my life. I have to admit she is pretty damn good at that ,but too bad for her my ego just want let her pull me down. I am the new Vendetta champion and in my short four month career as a professional wrestler this is my first championship. So this means some celebration is in order. Thankfully have some close friends that can help me keep my mind on the good times. -= Short-Lived Celebration =- The sun had finally set for the day as I was finishing up getting dressed for a night on the town with some of my closet friends. I guess they figured I have suffer quite a bit in the last year or so. I mean in this last year I had went from the poor house back to the pent house to the sober house. I then learned that I had a daughter while I was in prison for a money laundry charge that I was framed for. My life had become quite the Jerry Springer special and to think this was before my injury that sidelined me from wrestling for seven months. This was before I lost visitation to a daughter I just learned about. This was before my girlfriend had left me. So yeah this Vendetta title was a little cause for celebration. Anyway I finished buttoning the cuffs of my sleeves as I heard the door bell ring. I made my way toward the door as I took a glance of the Vendetta Title laying on the coffee table and couldn't help ,but smile just a little bit. Finally I made it to the door as I opened it. One of my college roommates Adrian Lewis was standing at the door. He was my wingman through out college also was one of my teammates on the Stanford wrestling team. Anyway he greeted me with a handshake and a brief pat on the back as I let him in. Adrian Lewis walked into the living room as his focus was directly on the Vendetta Championship Title. "So this is the Vendetta Championship Title? Nice piece a gold you got right there. It is definitely bigger than the gold we got for the national championship." I nodded a bit as Adrian Lewis had won the national championship in his weight class. Though by the looks of it now he wouldn't be way of his weight limit. Adrian has gain quite a bit of weight since college ,but I guess that is what happens when you didn't have grueling workouts every day and having to count every calorie you ate just to say in your weight class. Adrian was once a lean one hundred sixty-five pound pinning machine, now he was by the looks of it a two hundred forty pound round mound with a receding hair line. " Yeah it is, so who is all coming out tonight?" I asked as he reached in his pocket and pulled out his Iphone He read a text message as he looked a little bit bewildered at the message. He then put the phone back in his pocket as he looked at me. "Just a couple of guys we use to run around with." I could tell he was a bit shaken by the message as he gave such a vague answer ,but I didn't read too much into it. I was just ready to go out and cut lose as I hadn't been out much. I think the last time I was out was with Nicholas Jaxx back before the injury. And let's just say everything got fuzzy after we left the strip club. Anyway I grabbed my coat off the chair that is was hanging on as I put it on. "So we ready?" I asked as I didn't know if we were going to meet the guys at the club or what. He nodded his head in agreement as he pulled the keys and headed for the door. I took this as we were going to meet them at the club. I followed behind him as he headed toward his car. I looked the door to my pent house apartment and followed him to the elevator. I pressed the ground floor button as we waited in silence like most people do. We made it to the parking garage and got into his 09' Jag. "Sweet ride." I said as I knew he had been in quite the financial slump since the recession. His bank had to make many cuts in the upper management. They also cut some wages and unfortunately for him, his wage was one of them on the chopping block. We got into his Jag and headed out of the parking garage. "So where we heading?" I asked as just to start some conversation. We hadn't seen much of each other since my self induced hermit status the last seven months. He gave me a sly smile as he looked over at me. "The Sky Bar" He responded as I let out a smirk. That was our old stomping ground. We were quite the duo at snagging some pussy. That was till we both got out of college and started our own lives. "That brings back some great but spotty memories doesn't it." Adrian let out a bit of a laugh as he remembered the good times we had back then. Though his fun seems to had subsided as he was marred with two kids and unlike me he seemed to be loyal to his wife. I mean he was still wearing his wedding ring as he headed to the bar. "Yes it does, remember those two Swedish supermodels we picked up?" He asked me as I just let on a sly smile. That was quite a night. I could of knocked her wooden clogs for weeks. My memory of that night faded as we pulled into the parking garage located across from the Sky Bar. I was ready to get my swerve on maybe this would help shake the bad taste Ashley left in my mouth last week. We got out of the car as we made our way toward the Sky Bar. We walked past the long as line as we walked straight in as I guess we had a VIP pass. "VIP pass?" I asked Adrian as he shook his head yes. We walked toward the bar as "Just Dance" by Lady Gaga played as if that song hadn't been played to death already. Anyway as we made our way to the bar I noticed three guys in a huddle. They turned around as I saw it was Tyrone Nixon, one of my friends in high school. He was more than the token black guy in our clique at high school. He was probably one of my closet friends. We had been stayed in contact even when he got a scholarship to play football at Notre Dame. I guess he flew out to hang with me. The last I heard he had made the practice squad for the Chicago Bears. "Congrats on the championship." He said as took a sip of his crown and coke. He set down the glass on the bar behind him as I nodded. "Thanks. how are things with the Bears." He smiled as it appeared that he had some good news for celebration too. He adjust his coat a bit as he picked his glass back up from the bar. " It appears I won't be flying here anymore. I was just picked up on waivers by the Oakland Raiders and I have a great chance of making the squad." That was great news even if he had to play for the Oakland Raiders. Then again he was still in the NFL and closer to LA for us to hit the clubs as Tyson was the only one of my friends here that wasn't married. "That's great man, maybe we can run these LA clubs." Tyson laughed as he shook his head. I continued down the line as the other guy standing next to him was Riley Winters, he was the VP of my business and he was the one that got me into professional wrestling. Riley Winters stuck out as he was in his late fifties and had silver hair. Finally the guy at the end was Jason Ames. He was my trainer when I first got into wrestling. He never was able to get signed by any federation cause well he was shy and he had the personality of a cardboard cut out. I gave each one a handshake and pat on the back as I thanked them for coming. "We ready to get this shit started" Adrian blurted out as turned around from the bar as he had five shots of Tequila. He handed them out. We all down the shot as I felt the burn go down my throat. I looked back down as my eye caught some one down the bar. I took double look as I smiled. It was Ami Jemerson. He had been my longest and closet friend. We were running partners ever since we were four. Hell the guy was my best man at my wedding. I looked at Adrian and nudged him on the arm. "Why didn't you tell me Ami was here" I said as Adrian looked a bit surprised. I guess he didn't know Ami was here either. I started down the bar as Adrian try to stop me. "Where you going Gio?" Adrian asked me as if he didn't already know where I was going. I shrugged him off a bit as I walked down the bar. I got closer as it looked like Ami was with a woman. He was carry on a conversation with the women who from the back looked kind of familiar. "Ami, what's up man?" Ami looked up surprised as he recognized the voice right away. He looked at me as his face went white. This took me back a bit as just then I looked at the woman who finally turned around. It was mother fucking Ashley. I felt a knife go in my back. "Hey Gio, uh I didn't want you to find out like this." Ami tried to reason with me as I felt a rage start to build in my stomach. I mean really this is how he treats a friend? Ashley just smiled as I knew she was loving every bit of this. This had to be quite the perfect revenge for her. I guess he thought you were giving me a taste of my own medicine. "I hope you aren't mad, Gio" Ashley said smugly. She had quite a bit of confidence as she knew I didn't want to make a scene at the bar. I fought the anger back down as I didn't want to give Ashley the pleasure. "Why would I be mad? I mean if my best friend wants my sloppy seconds, then go right ahead. Oh and Ashley I'm happy for you." Ashley was taken back a bit while Ami was steaming from the sloppy statement I just made. Though Ami and I both knew that he wasn't going to start anything. I don't think Ami ever beat my ass in all our fights. "You're happy for me?" Ashley seemed like she couldn't get her head around that statement as I grinned at her as she gave me a half hearted smile. "Yeah Ashley, I glad some guy wants your sagging ass. I mean here I thought you were going to hang up gold digging." Point Gio on that one. Ashley lost it with that statement as she stood up from the bar stool and put her finger right in my face. "I can't believe I married such an asshole like you." She said as I could smell her sweet perfume. Ami looked on uncomfortable as he appeared he didn't want a scene to occur. "Well I can't believe I couldn't see how much of a gold digging whore you were. Oh and Ami just a word of advice if somehow you want to marry her, I just one thing to say.....Pre-nup." Ashley then slapped me in the face after that sentence. Ami got up and tried to restrain her. Adrian then came over as he grabbed me and pulled me away as I just smirked at and shook away from Adrian's grasp. "Oh and one more thing you two have a good rest of the night." With that I turned around and walked back to my group of real friends. It felt good to finally get the upper hand on Ashley. I mean her plan just backfired in her face as she was the one to lose her cool and cause a scene. I took a seat on the bar stool as the bartender came over. "Crown and Coke." I said as I started back catching up with some old friends. I then glanced over my shoulder and saw Ami and Ashley leaving the Sky Bar with Ashley still ranting and raving. I turned back as the bar tender handed me my drink. I took a sip as this was the right way to start this week. Now when I got back home I knew I had to focus on my first title defense again Trey Stylez. In other words it was time to get..... |