05-21-2020, 04:48 AM
06-05-2020, 09:16 PM
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I’m not going mince words here; things were a god damn mess right now. There is nothing worse feeling so powerless while all you can do is watch your phone and hope, no pray someone gets hold of you to tell you everything is going to be okay. That EVERYTHING is okay, there was no need to panic. But after seeing the tweet from my father, the hanging noose I didn’t know what to expect to be honest. I knew things weren’t going well for him in SCW, I could see that weekly on TV. He wasn’t getting the opportunities he felt he was owed, he wasn’t getting the respect he had earned since being there, all because he ruffled some feathers and tried to better his life after the woman he loved divorced him and now tried to take away his son after everything he had done.
Not me though, Nathaniel my half-brother. I’ve tried to stay impartial throughout all of this; I owed a lot to Kelcey for bringing me into their lives, but something had to give, and the problem was I didn’t know what that would be…
Maybe it’s time I should try and figure that out because I was beginning to become sick of it…
So, in search of it I booked the first flight back to Los Angeles, it had been a few days and Taking Hold of the Flame wasn’t a thing anymore, it happened. Hell, of a show for one of the top companies in the world, but that wasn’t my focus, the only person right now who was is my old man. With His contractual status up in the air after he failed to win. I knew when made that declaration that he wasn’t in the right headspace, and it worried me. So, having landed at LAX and then grabbing an uber, I headed straight to their home up in the hills. The moment I got there and exited the car, I caught him stepping out of the front door, he was heading out it looked like, his phone pressed to his ear, looking like a million dollars in a three piece suit like a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
Nothing like I imagined.
Chris: “Yeah, yeah I might be interested in that…”
After he shut the door, he turned to see me standing there and instantly smiled. His focus returning to the caller on the other end of the line.
Chris: “Something’s come up, I’ll call you back later.”
He didn’t wait for an answer, he hung up the phone before putting it back in his jacket pocket.
Chris: “Well this is a surprise, come here mate.”
Social distancing not withstanding my father brought me in for a hug and patted me on the back. He looked… in good spirits which wasn’t what I was expecting, to be honest...
Chris: “So what brings you this side of the pond, aren’t you due to be in Paris in a few days? You got a big match no?”
That caught me by surprise, didn’t feel like he had been keeping an interest in anything I was doing, but hearing him mention it was I’ll admit nice.
Christian: “Yeah, thought I’d see how things were with you first before heading over there.”
My old man laughed as he helped with my luggage and decided to reopen the front door and escort me inside. I wasn’t sure what I’d expect to see, I looked around for Sienna but couldn’t see her.
Christian: “Sienna around?”
Chris: “She’s out with Nathaniel and Xiomara, why did you want to speak with her?”
Christian: “Nope, just wondered. It’s you I’m here to see, kinda had me worried last Friday.”
After dropping my bags at the door, we head to the lounge area which was immaculate as always. My father poured himself a drink before throwing a water at me which I caught and helped myself to.
Chris: “Yeah…”
He nodded to himself thinking over his words…
Chris: “I can see why that would worry you and everyone else, but it’s all good I promise...”
All good? It wasn’t like he had appeared and said anything to let us know,
Christian: “So wanna tell me what happened, or was it just you trying to mess with people’s heads?”
He took a sip from his glass of whatever it was he poured himself and shrugged his shoulders, there was more to this he wasn’t sharing...
Chris: “It was just me fucking with people mate, that’s all.”
Christian: “Really?”
Chris: “Really… I probably should have called you to let you know but truth was, your reaction helped. Had to make it seem real. So, thank you for that.”
Christian: “… Thank you? THANK YOU?! What about Bree, Andrew Raynes, did they know about this?”
Chris: “No, no one did not even Sienna or Xiomara. It was risk but I wanted to test something out...”
He smirked but I knew he wasn’t being honest with me; he was trying to cover something up. You hear a lot of bullshit over in Emerge you get to read between the lines you know?
Christian: “I see… Did you get the answers you wanted?”
Chris: “Yeah, just gave me more reason to leave wrestling for good.”
I took a pause and almost spat out my water, that got a chuckle from him, but I wasn’t laughing…
Christian: “Whoa, hold up… Leave? Like forever? You’re not gonna go to another company? Like that’s it?”
He too took a pause for a moment, then a sip from his glass and looked at me with a glare that told me there was a lot bubbling under the surface that I could tell, none of it probably good…
Chris: “I thought about it… I even considered staying, I finished Second… But what am I if I’m not a man of my word? I meant what I said.”
Christian: “So, you’re allowed to change your mind… If you don’t then there are loads out there. Might be good for you, rebuild yourself or something. Isn’t’ that what people do once they leave somewhere?”
Chris: “I shouldn’t have to do that.”
Christian: “I know… It’s just that this business would be lost without you in it, dad. You gotta see that no matter what those fucks thing in SCW. It’s like you said you finished second! You were runner up.”
Chris: “You’d think that, and I did do some research, but I have to be real here mate. What company is going to take me now? SCW made me into a fucking joke, Christian. I can’t walk out onto another stage, I’m a laughingstock right now more now than ever finished behind Helms. Sasha and SCW did everything they could to destroy my brand out of petty spite. Taking Hold of the Flame was just the cherry on top.”
Christian: “That isn’t true, there are loads of companies that would kill to have someone like you.”
Chris: “Then they’ll have to find someone else because I have no reason to ever think about wrestling again. I sure as fuck am not going to start from the bottom again, which is what would happen if I remotely contemplated going elsewhere.”
He didn’t mean that… I looked at my father and could see he was hurting; this was a man who loved wrestling. This was a man who trained to be the very best, but that love for a business his family name was built on was gone…
Something broke inside him that I could see, and I didn’t like it…
Christian: “So that is it then? What about Sienna? ME? I mean what the fuck?!”
Chris: “What about you Christian, this isn’t about you or Sienna. This is about me yeah? About what I want to do, and no one wants to fucking respect that decision it seems.”
He walks around the bar and towards me with that look in his eyes. I didn’t like that look.
Chris: “You think I made this decision on a whim? That I decided because the sky was a little grey that I was no longer going to stay in SCW or compete in a business that I now despised?”
Christian: “I don’t’ know what to think other than coming here might have been a mistake... I don’t know what I expected but it wasn’t this. I got into wrestling because of you.”
That brought about a laugh from him, that look disappearing for a moment…
Chris: “C’mon now that isn’t true, you got into wrestling because you were dating Jennifer Helms and now, now she cavorts around with Owen Cruze, your best friend and you expect me to see you standing there as if you’re okay with that? It’s no different to Kelcey fucking my brother, Scott.”
That hit a nerve with me, not sure why he would bring those two up, but the former was actually true more I thought about it. As for my thoughts about Owen, they were complicated and getting so more n more each day…
Christian: “You think I like that my best mate is banging my ex?”
Chris: “Do you because I don’t recall any outrage?”
Christian: “Hell no, but what option do I have dad? Hating him for the rest of our days? If they’re happy more power to em I guess. He’ll fuck it up anyway, it’s what he does. It’s what that family does.”
That got a laugh from my father as he finished his drink and shook his head.
Chris: “Thank you. I needed to hear that. You know it’s a good thing you have your whole life ahead of you, you’re free to make these kinds of mistakes. At least you’re still putting yourself out there, that Minerva girl seems alright. Jaina seems to have taken a liking to you also.”
Christian: “Minerva and I We’re just friends... with benefits, I guess. I don’t know what we are, but it isn’t anything serious… At least not yet… Honestly, I don’t know what it is but I’m sure as hell aren’t discussing it with you. As for Jaina she’s just being nice we all know she switch teams after Owen.”
He laughed again; I’ll admit I got a slight chuckle out of that one. The fact Owen caused that, not that Jaina batted for the other team, she was cute.
Chris: “Whatever keeps you happy mate, all what matters. Which I hope includes winning that belt on Monday.”
He shrugged his shoulders again before taking a seat.
Christian: “How can you do that? Just jump from one thing to the next like that without a care?”
Chris: “Years of experience, something you’ll understand when you’ve been doing this as long as I have. Now its not much, and you might not want it but I do still have some advice for you if you’re willing to listen because if any Cannon is going to hold a championship, I’d rather it be you.”
Christian: “Yeah well I’d rather it be you, I’d rather see you happy again and enjoying this.”
Chris: “Maybe I can be happy by watching my son succeeding in my stead?”
He motioned for me to come over and sit, he wanted to discuss things with me. Things that opened my eyes to what his plans were for the future. A future I never actually contemplated…
I’m not going mince words here; things were a god damn mess right now. There is nothing worse feeling so powerless while all you can do is watch your phone and hope, no pray someone gets hold of you to tell you everything is going to be okay. That EVERYTHING is okay, there was no need to panic. But after seeing the tweet from my father, the hanging noose I didn’t know what to expect to be honest. I knew things weren’t going well for him in SCW, I could see that weekly on TV. He wasn’t getting the opportunities he felt he was owed, he wasn’t getting the respect he had earned since being there, all because he ruffled some feathers and tried to better his life after the woman he loved divorced him and now tried to take away his son after everything he had done.
Not me though, Nathaniel my half-brother. I’ve tried to stay impartial throughout all of this; I owed a lot to Kelcey for bringing me into their lives, but something had to give, and the problem was I didn’t know what that would be…
Maybe it’s time I should try and figure that out because I was beginning to become sick of it…
So, in search of it I booked the first flight back to Los Angeles, it had been a few days and Taking Hold of the Flame wasn’t a thing anymore, it happened. Hell, of a show for one of the top companies in the world, but that wasn’t my focus, the only person right now who was is my old man. With His contractual status up in the air after he failed to win. I knew when made that declaration that he wasn’t in the right headspace, and it worried me. So, having landed at LAX and then grabbing an uber, I headed straight to their home up in the hills. The moment I got there and exited the car, I caught him stepping out of the front door, he was heading out it looked like, his phone pressed to his ear, looking like a million dollars in a three piece suit like a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
Nothing like I imagined.
Chris: “Yeah, yeah I might be interested in that…”
After he shut the door, he turned to see me standing there and instantly smiled. His focus returning to the caller on the other end of the line.
Chris: “Something’s come up, I’ll call you back later.”
He didn’t wait for an answer, he hung up the phone before putting it back in his jacket pocket.
Chris: “Well this is a surprise, come here mate.”
Social distancing not withstanding my father brought me in for a hug and patted me on the back. He looked… in good spirits which wasn’t what I was expecting, to be honest...
Chris: “So what brings you this side of the pond, aren’t you due to be in Paris in a few days? You got a big match no?”
That caught me by surprise, didn’t feel like he had been keeping an interest in anything I was doing, but hearing him mention it was I’ll admit nice.
Christian: “Yeah, thought I’d see how things were with you first before heading over there.”
My old man laughed as he helped with my luggage and decided to reopen the front door and escort me inside. I wasn’t sure what I’d expect to see, I looked around for Sienna but couldn’t see her.
Christian: “Sienna around?”
Chris: “She’s out with Nathaniel and Xiomara, why did you want to speak with her?”
Christian: “Nope, just wondered. It’s you I’m here to see, kinda had me worried last Friday.”
After dropping my bags at the door, we head to the lounge area which was immaculate as always. My father poured himself a drink before throwing a water at me which I caught and helped myself to.
Chris: “Yeah…”
He nodded to himself thinking over his words…
Chris: “I can see why that would worry you and everyone else, but it’s all good I promise...”
All good? It wasn’t like he had appeared and said anything to let us know,
Christian: “So wanna tell me what happened, or was it just you trying to mess with people’s heads?”
He took a sip from his glass of whatever it was he poured himself and shrugged his shoulders, there was more to this he wasn’t sharing...
Chris: “It was just me fucking with people mate, that’s all.”
Christian: “Really?”
Chris: “Really… I probably should have called you to let you know but truth was, your reaction helped. Had to make it seem real. So, thank you for that.”
Christian: “… Thank you? THANK YOU?! What about Bree, Andrew Raynes, did they know about this?”
Chris: “No, no one did not even Sienna or Xiomara. It was risk but I wanted to test something out...”
He smirked but I knew he wasn’t being honest with me; he was trying to cover something up. You hear a lot of bullshit over in Emerge you get to read between the lines you know?
Christian: “I see… Did you get the answers you wanted?”
Chris: “Yeah, just gave me more reason to leave wrestling for good.”
I took a pause and almost spat out my water, that got a chuckle from him, but I wasn’t laughing…
Christian: “Whoa, hold up… Leave? Like forever? You’re not gonna go to another company? Like that’s it?”
He too took a pause for a moment, then a sip from his glass and looked at me with a glare that told me there was a lot bubbling under the surface that I could tell, none of it probably good…
Chris: “I thought about it… I even considered staying, I finished Second… But what am I if I’m not a man of my word? I meant what I said.”
Christian: “So, you’re allowed to change your mind… If you don’t then there are loads out there. Might be good for you, rebuild yourself or something. Isn’t’ that what people do once they leave somewhere?”
Chris: “I shouldn’t have to do that.”
Christian: “I know… It’s just that this business would be lost without you in it, dad. You gotta see that no matter what those fucks thing in SCW. It’s like you said you finished second! You were runner up.”
Chris: “You’d think that, and I did do some research, but I have to be real here mate. What company is going to take me now? SCW made me into a fucking joke, Christian. I can’t walk out onto another stage, I’m a laughingstock right now more now than ever finished behind Helms. Sasha and SCW did everything they could to destroy my brand out of petty spite. Taking Hold of the Flame was just the cherry on top.”
Christian: “That isn’t true, there are loads of companies that would kill to have someone like you.”
Chris: “Then they’ll have to find someone else because I have no reason to ever think about wrestling again. I sure as fuck am not going to start from the bottom again, which is what would happen if I remotely contemplated going elsewhere.”
He didn’t mean that… I looked at my father and could see he was hurting; this was a man who loved wrestling. This was a man who trained to be the very best, but that love for a business his family name was built on was gone…
Something broke inside him that I could see, and I didn’t like it…
Christian: “So that is it then? What about Sienna? ME? I mean what the fuck?!”
Chris: “What about you Christian, this isn’t about you or Sienna. This is about me yeah? About what I want to do, and no one wants to fucking respect that decision it seems.”
He walks around the bar and towards me with that look in his eyes. I didn’t like that look.
Chris: “You think I made this decision on a whim? That I decided because the sky was a little grey that I was no longer going to stay in SCW or compete in a business that I now despised?”
Christian: “I don’t’ know what to think other than coming here might have been a mistake... I don’t know what I expected but it wasn’t this. I got into wrestling because of you.”
That brought about a laugh from him, that look disappearing for a moment…
Chris: “C’mon now that isn’t true, you got into wrestling because you were dating Jennifer Helms and now, now she cavorts around with Owen Cruze, your best friend and you expect me to see you standing there as if you’re okay with that? It’s no different to Kelcey fucking my brother, Scott.”
That hit a nerve with me, not sure why he would bring those two up, but the former was actually true more I thought about it. As for my thoughts about Owen, they were complicated and getting so more n more each day…
Christian: “You think I like that my best mate is banging my ex?”
Chris: “Do you because I don’t recall any outrage?”
Christian: “Hell no, but what option do I have dad? Hating him for the rest of our days? If they’re happy more power to em I guess. He’ll fuck it up anyway, it’s what he does. It’s what that family does.”
That got a laugh from my father as he finished his drink and shook his head.
Chris: “Thank you. I needed to hear that. You know it’s a good thing you have your whole life ahead of you, you’re free to make these kinds of mistakes. At least you’re still putting yourself out there, that Minerva girl seems alright. Jaina seems to have taken a liking to you also.”
Christian: “Minerva and I We’re just friends... with benefits, I guess. I don’t know what we are, but it isn’t anything serious… At least not yet… Honestly, I don’t know what it is but I’m sure as hell aren’t discussing it with you. As for Jaina she’s just being nice we all know she switch teams after Owen.”
He laughed again; I’ll admit I got a slight chuckle out of that one. The fact Owen caused that, not that Jaina batted for the other team, she was cute.
Chris: “Whatever keeps you happy mate, all what matters. Which I hope includes winning that belt on Monday.”
He shrugged his shoulders again before taking a seat.
Christian: “How can you do that? Just jump from one thing to the next like that without a care?”
Chris: “Years of experience, something you’ll understand when you’ve been doing this as long as I have. Now its not much, and you might not want it but I do still have some advice for you if you’re willing to listen because if any Cannon is going to hold a championship, I’d rather it be you.”
Christian: “Yeah well I’d rather it be you, I’d rather see you happy again and enjoying this.”
Chris: “Maybe I can be happy by watching my son succeeding in my stead?”
He motioned for me to come over and sit, he wanted to discuss things with me. Things that opened my eyes to what his plans were for the future. A future I never actually contemplated…