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April 3rd, 2019
Post-Breakdown
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So much for winning those belts, what a coward.
The selfish actions that James too because he couldn't rightfully control himself when it mattered the most ended up costing Andrew and Bree their rightful place as Tag Team Champions. It was obvious given the fact that James couldn’t walk away on his own after Andrew had decided to take him into the crowd of chairs with him. It was funny considering how many people wanted to run their mouth about how “selfish” Andrew was in this business and yet he made sacrifices for his friends and the people he cared about despite still being an asshole to everyone else. It had become clear at this point that James was fearful of the inevitability of losing the tag team titles that he would do something absolutely desperate in order to keep them for himself and Angelica.
Andrew would just make sure it would come with a heavy price.
Maybe James didn’t realize what he was getting himself into, considering the fact that he had completely lost his fucking mind in that match when he decided to take it upon himself to just toss a referee to the floor with absolutely no concern whatsoever as to what would happen. The fear that they had in losing those belts could have played a factor in James’ actions which ultimately caused the disqualification and allowed them to retain the belts. Andrew had ensured he'd stay clean to not screw anything over. As much as he has his own to worry a out and given what had gone down earlier leading up to the match and what was on Andrew's plate. He was able to keep himself focused on the task at hand. With James deteriorating with each passing g second, it out Andrew in the driver's seat to allow things to play out the way they did. Andrew wasn't too concerned about going into the steel chairs along with James. Dragging him with him showed that James wasn't thinking clearly and let his emotions the the better of him and put Redemption in a real particular spot. Andrew felt bruising all over his body, having not been able to do much to protect himself as he chose to ensure James paid as much as he did. He spent a few moments in the doctor's office before he was finally released.
Shortly after the show ended, he hadn't caught up with Bree and Sienna yet to congratulate her on winning the interim world title. He wasn't ready for that yet. He had still been thinking about what was coming, the meeting with Amy. He wanted the chance to really consider everything that has been happening and it was perhaps starting to overwhelm him. He had been thinking about what he was getting himself into with agreeing to meeting with Amy, something he swore he'd never do. Was he getting soft? Was this something that was going to undo everything he has been working towards? Given everything it was becoming more difficult to really understand. He was packing up his stuff, taking his time more than anything. Trying to process whatever has been going on to better understand it was becoming difficult.
Before they went and met up with the girls, Dustin pops back into the room where Andrew has his stuff, he could see the demeanor looking less than impressed. Probably wishing they had left with the belts but having the chance to win them in a cage at Tabula Rasa was the next best thing. A few moments pass before Dustin finally says something, clearly waiting for andrew to finish packing up his stuff. Andrew turns around and sees him standing there.
Andrew: sup?
Dustin: Just wanted to see how you were doing before we go meet up with the girls?
Andrew stops for a second and takes a deep breath, he honestly didn't know what to think at this point. Everything that was happening seemed to be weird to him. He hadn't yet told Dustin what was going on as he met up with Bree before the match and hadn't talked to Dustin about what his decision was. Dustin had peach on the brain before hand.
Andrew: I told Bree I'd do it.
Dustin takes a second before responding.
Dustin: You're serious?
Andrew sighs, that was probably tough to admit to Dustin.
Andrew: Yeah, doc thinks I have nothing to lose by doing it, if we blow up on eachother at least I can say I told you so to Bree.
Dustin: Dude.
Andrew: I know, she means well and she wants it to work, somewhat, but this is something important to her and it means alot. I can't be a dick and avoid it, I could as long as she didn't ask me but now that she's trying her best to mend fences. I owe it to her, and myself to a lesser extent.
Dustin seemed a little shocked, seeing Andrew try and take the mature approach to this spoke volumes about his friendship with Bree and even with Dustin. He had never really talked about anything regarding Amy outside of with DVR but having the chance to at least see where this goes could help Andrew gain some insight to himself which was important if he was going to evolve and take the next step.
Dustin: little Andrew growing up.
Andrew: until the cunt says something stupid to blow it up. Then all bets are off.
Dustin reminds Andrew.
Dustin: just don't do anything stupid if it goes south. Just walk away or get the fuck out of Dodge so at least you don't jeopardize anything with Bree.
He was right, it wasn't worth making a scene in front of Bree, if something happens then Andrew needed to clearly make sure that he takes himself out of the situation before it gets worse. Andrew grabs his bag and throws it over his shoulder as they get ready to move out.
Andrew: let's go meet up with the girls. Pay our respects to the new interim champ.
Dustin: agreed, Besides afterwards I've got my own entertainment for the evening.
Andrew just looks at him for a second, didn't take too long to figure out who he was referring to.
Andrew; again?
Dustin: dat ass, bro. You missing out.
Andrew just chuckles, pats Dustin on the shoulder and walks out of the locker room towards where the girls are. Dustin smirks and follows behind Andrew as they head out.
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April 4th 2019
Bree's house
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Despite the fact that Andrew had agreed to this meeting, he was still feeling really unsure about it. There was still a part of him that wanted nothing to do with this because he knew full well how this was gonna go. Seeing Amy face to face for the first time in legit three years was something that he had never considered and had he really wanted to, could have easily have taken care of this anytime before this. Truth was, he didn't want to be reminded of who he was before. He figured bruning that letter so long ago was the end of it. Choosing to embrace his dark side rather than trying to continue fighting it and be the hero, good guy or crowd pleaser who was doing it for the fans and earning their approval. He was done with that but he knew that this wasn't just about himself.
He was glad that this was set up in the afternoon, no fucking way on God's green earth was this going to be a morning thing. He wanted the evening to himself if this went bad given that he would have to work the house show in Baton Rouge later that day. He still had no idea how this was really gonna be but he promised to make the best of it and try holding out as long as possible before things basically go South.
It's moments like these he wishes either his dad or grandmother were still alive to help seeing through this. It was tough without family to have people to rely on. At this point though, he knew he had people like Dustin and even Bree to count on and considered to be as close to family as he would get. They both tried to make him understand that this wasn't something worth holding on to. He honestly didn't know if Amy would even give a shit about it and this really was all pointless. Would he look stupid for being hostile? Maybe Bree needed Andrew to see it for himself and allow him to function better. There were so many thoughts going through his head but he kept trying to shut them out over how much he just truly hated and despised Amy for what she did and how she did it. Avoiding her was the easiest way for him to deal with it. Burning the letter was an easier thing to deal with rather than reading it but he knew that was just gonna be some cliche type bullshit that meant nothing given she was already gone. Maybe had she wrote the letter and stuck around to discuss it, things could have been different. However, given she right away ran straight to the bottle and Wyatt, knew that she was basically running away without giving a shit before finding out the truth, a truth Andrew had been prepared to tell her after he had been excited about leaving VWA following second chance and they could have moved forward.
Yet, here we are.
Andrew had no intentions of being on time for this meeting. There was still a part of him that didn't want to go to Bree's house. You'd expect him to want to get it done and over with but he also wanted to make them both sweat a bit given his nature, and how hard Bree worked to make this happen. It was the main reason why he did this. As much as Bree and Dustin wanted him to move past this, the majority of this was for Bree's sake, to show he cared and he was a true friend to her. Not just someone looking to use her as a stepping stone or something better came along. He owed it to her as a friend to make this effort and then never speak of it again. He didn't want to keep them waiting too long, if Amy had even shown up, she wouldn't want to wait long and assume he wouldn't show up. It was about five after two as he was getting closer to her house. His heart starting racing a bit as he kept getting closer. If one thing never changed it was how nervous he would get when dealing with personal confrontation. Perhaps second guessing maybe he should have dealt with this while Amy was still active so he could have just gotten it all out violently and then call it a day. Forcing himself to have a “civilized” conversation with her seemed like something even harder to accomplish where he has to be on his best behaviour.
”Fuck.”
As he pulls into the driveway, he clearly sees her jeep parked in the driveway. She was already here, which means this was actually gonna happen. He takes a deep breath as he leaves the music playing in the car for a little bit. Clearly not ready to go in yet, it was ten past two and figured he would remain patient a little bit as he works to collect himself before going in. His heart was racing immensely, he'd started sweating a little bit as he started feeling a little bit of anger but was doing his best to keep cool. He needed to make sure he didn't walk in there too assholish and at least try and give this a chance but really. Not being happy about this at all was going to make it less likely he goes in there all sunshine and rainbows. He takes a few more minutes before finally shutting the car off and the music cuts. He slowly gets out of the car and takes a second to look over at Amy's jeep. Before going any further he just takes a second to look inside the Jeep as it low key reminded him of what used to be. He gives his head a shake and reminds himself of who he is now. He takes another deep breath and takes a second to look up.
”Grandma, see me through this!”
He looks back down and he slowly begins making his way to the door, there was no going back at this point, he had to go through with this no matter what happens at this point. He was amazed with himself for actually doing this. Arriving at the front door he fought with himself a little bit before finally deciding to knock on the door. He waits a few moments assuming they're probably downstairs. The good thing about this being at Bree's house was the it would be her answering the door and not Amy, could you imagine how that would go? He waits a few more moments before Bree finally answers the door, a huge sense of relief on her face as she realizes he actually showed up.
Here we go!
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April 9th, 2019
Portland, OR
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Well hate to say I told you so!
So safe to say that it didn't go remotely as planned for Bree and Andrew was rightfully pissed about it, he hated the fact that he knew this was gonna happen but went ahead with it anyways. It was hard enough for Andrew but he wasn't about to go off on Bree about it. He could see during the conversation that she was pretty devastated that it didn't go at a the way she wanted to and felt pretty bad about it. Making her feel worse by lashing out wasn't going to solve anything either. Rather than make it even more awkward, given they were working the house show together, he remained awfully quiet during the show. They worked their tag match but he didn't utter one word to her the entire time. He basically let her do the communicating and they worked well enough together. However there were no meeting beforehand or even after the show was done. He was essentially a ghost for the next week, barely uttering a word to her aside for maybe a couple tweets. She had tried reaching out to him a few times throughout the week but he never responded to her. He needed his space and to just deal with this on his own until he was ready to talk to her about it.
They all arrived in portland the day before Breakdown, Andrew finally decided to send her a text telling her to meet with him, as they need to talk, when she arrives. He lets her know where he is staying and when he's checking in. A couple hours later, Andrew is downstairs in the lobby waiting for her to arrive. He didn't want this to linger anymore because they had business to take care of tomorrow night. He had enough time to think everything over and let things simmer before things got any worse. Plus he knew that she would feel hella bad about how things played out that this would be really easy to.smooth over. After a few short minutes he finally see Bree walk in, a little somber knowing that this might be pleasant but knew even she had to suck this one up. Bree, feeling glad he wanted to meet with her wasn't about to let Andrew say anything before she had a chance to apologize. she didn't want to hear anymore told you so or anything like that. Before Andrew even has a chance to get up, she sits down right across from him with her hands on her lap, looking at Andrew and takes a deep breath.
Bree: Before you say anything Andrew. I just want to finally tell you how sorry I am for what happened last week.
Andrew takes a swig from his water bottle and chuckles.
Andrew: I was simply going to get up and say hi, you should relax!
Bree looks shocked.
Bree: Relaxed? I've been trying to reach you all week, you bearly said a word to me at the house show in Baton Rouge and all you do is send me a message meeting here where I'm not sure what's going to happen and you want me to relax????
Andrew could sense how she was feeling. He had felt it a touch knowing how.much it had meant to Bree and knowing she still had to play nice with Jason a bit for getting Amy to agree. He takes a deep breath and looks over at her.
Andrew: yes, cause I forgive you!
Bree's face just drops.
Bree: You do?
Andrew leans back. Being less serious.
Andrew: yeah, it's why I took my time before telling you. I needed to cool off after what happened even though I knew it would. I knew there was no way that we would be able to bury whatever hatchet there was between us because we both see it differently and always will. There's nothing wrong with it but at least now that it's happened, you.know exactly where her and I stand.
Bree felt relieved, the last thing she had wanted was for their friendship and team to implode over it mere days before Tabula Rasa. She knew she had taken a big gamble in setting it up but she had her reason and he respected that.
Bree: I'm just glad that you don't hate me over it
Andrew: I never would have, you mean too much to me as a friend and I would never let Amy come between us like that, we're better than that. I will tell you that I will agree to be civil around her when needed and won't start shit unless she does.
Bree: I can accept that.
Andrew: alright good, now that's shit out of the way, we need to eat. I'm starved.
Bree: I can find us a good place.
Andrew: good cause you're buying.
Bree laughs as they make there way out of the hotel. There was no way that something like this would break them as Andrew had come too far to let.anything slip through his fingers.
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Shoot
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You’ve done nothing more than prove just how much of a bitch you are, James.
You think you proved something in our little tag title match when you took it upon yourself to dump a referee onto the floor to try and get to me, to try and do something you think oyu would regret by trying to toss me into a heaping pile of chairs and into the crowd? You think you’re actually someone to be afraid of.
Buddy boy, you haven’t seen a fucking thing yet.
What you came across on April third was a man who has less remorse than you claim you have, that I am willing to do whatever the fuck I want to get the job done. I don’t need to do something cowardly like dumping a referee to try and protect those tag team titles because the truth is that you never should have had them in the first place. The only reason you and Angelica hold those belts from us is because you were able to beat me when I was less than one hundred percent, that I was busy taking care of personal business and dispatching Angelica stupid little bitch daughter and then coming into the tag title match against a worthless team called “redemption” how fucking pathetic. Then you want to claim that you and Angelica wanted us in a match so badly but when push came to shove, you showed just how cowardly you really are and how fucking underserving you are of actually being a champion. You could tell as the match went on how in over your head both of you were, it was the only reason why you exploded the way you did, your blind anger trying to relentlessly end my career that you could even for one second control yourself enough to just send me crashing into the chairs. It was so easy to use your own momentum against you that it was easy to demolish you in those chairs alongside myself.
It was obvious that Bree was able to easily handle Angelica in the match with you being away too focused on trying to one up me at every turn. Maybe you knew that deep down, you were never able to actually keep up with us and it was your only desperate maneuver you could think of to save yourselves and your titles thinking you wouldn’t have to face us again if you just took matters into your own hands. How did that work out exactly? With Bree having Angelica dead to rights and the Ref having no choice but to punish you for your actions, can you honestly be surprised that Sasha would grant us the chance to fuck you two up once again? You think being inside a steel cage is going to make you somewhat better than us? You’re a fucking joke.
What wasn’t a surprise was how easily I was able to goad you into doing something stupid, you thinking that your anger and your rage woud actually benefit you when we squared off proved to be nothing more than a means for me to be able to manipulate and expose you as the moron you are. You think coming into the Cage as Abel is going to change anything? You think coming into the cage as a raging little beast is going to help you and Mommy Angelica walk away with those tag team titles? Do you have any idea who I am, James? Do you have any idea how easy it was for me to send you creashing into the chairs with me? Remember something, James. I am someone who has zero remorse for anyone who isn’t a friend of mine, your health means nothing to me, who you are means nothing to me as I have proven time and time again I am willing to cripple and destroy anyone who gets in my way. Ask Gable, Dylan, Dawn, Sam or anyone else for that matter. They’ll tell you just how dangerous I actually am, you think you can just resurrect yourself and try to be someone you’re clearly afraid to become. I’ll continue to expose you as the joke and bitch that you are.
See, what separates Redemption from us is the simple fact that Bree and I are friends before anything else, we are not just two people who chose to come together out of necessity, because you just decide “Hey, lets a be a team and do something!” pathetic. It seems more often than not, teams are just coming together because they are bored, lost or something else that makes them want to pair up with someone and think that they can just become champions that way, like the tag team titles don’t actually mean as much as people think. Bree and I are friends frist before we became one of the best teams out there. While she may have chosen me when she needed a partner to be champions with, she chose someone she was close to, that she could trust because at the end of the day, that is something that matters the most. We have each other’s backs; she wasn’t worried about me fighting you out in the crowd because everyone knew that you had lost your shit, James. You decided you needed to be some kind of raging psychopath to try and prove and point and then you tried to engage in a twitter war with me which also made you look like a fucking moron.
See, what you expect is maybe for Angelica to keep you in check during our match. Maybe that’s why you need her around so you don’t go acting like a fucking moron but she’s not going to be able to save you. Don’t think that this is all about just you and me, James because I can easily go and take care of her as well and leave her in a heap she doesn’t see coming. That’s right Momma Jones, don’t think that because I have been busy goading and prodding your little tag team partner that you are irrelevant to me in this match. Just because Bree had you dead to rights doesn’t mean that I won’t be afraid to cripple your worthless ass too. You’ve seen the damage I have done to your kids. You’ve seen just how I can easily goad you into doing something stupid too. See, you probably both think that I can just lose my shit and be set off as easily as James but I have proven that I can easily handle myself in any situation. You should know Angelica that I am a dangerous man, maybe you should be spending your last few days as champion education the little boy on whats to come so that when you are inside the cage with us, nothing comes as a shock. Maybe you’ll need to coddle him a little more since he doesn’t seemt o be able to control himself when someone makes him a wee bit upset. You saw how quickly he was able to throw regard out the window and ddnt care about anyone but himself in that ring. You know that deep down, hes going to cost you the titles and if it takes me distracting him while Bree plants you with the Classifier once again, there will be no stoppage or disqualification that saves those belts for the two of you.
Maybe you should have taken the hint when I drove you into the steel chairs with me that there is nothing you can do that I cannot one up you on. You think a steel cage is going to make any sort of difference? You think because we’r’e going to be trapped with nowhere to go that you’re going to be able to actually contain me? MY track record locked in a cage speaks for itself, I am one of the most dominant individuals to walk into the steel structure and emerge victorious because being inside the confines of the steel cage is like a second home to me. Why else do you think I demolished Dylan last Valentines day in twenty eighteen? Why do you think I brought back the Thunderdome at Rise to Greatness and easily earned match of the night? You think you proved something by trying to smash me into chairs to look tough? You just basically signed your own death warrant and the end to Redemption’s reign by allowing Sasha to lock us inside a cage to finally settle this so you don’t go all psychopathic and lose your shit again to try and save yourselves from embarrassment and defeat. While I know that Bree isn’t the type to get her hands dirty the way I am accusomted to, she’s no stranger to being inside a cage either going toe to toe with someone who didn’t deserve to be inside that cage in the first place and being afforded gift after gift until Bree decided to give her a gift in the US Championship. Now Sasha may want to manipulate the situation to keep Bree from getting her rematch, shocker, at least allowing us to focus on the tag team titles is going to show everyone why we are one of the most dangerous teams in this business.
Andrew takes a deep breath, he was very focused on doing whatever possible to goad and prod James into pissing him off. The man who claims that he can kick anyones ass had never walked into someone like Andrew until now. Andrew had a strong feeling he was going to be able to get to him easily.
James, seriously, I know that you think you’re type shit coming into this match but did you see how easily I was able to manipulate you in our tag match? Did you see how quickly I was able to use all of your own momentum against you? Look how easily set off you got when we were in the ring, enough for you to barrel over a referee and try to take me out but look how that worked out for you? All you’ve proven is you’re a complete loose cannon and a liability to Angelica and the tag team titles. We know that Retribution changed absolutely nothing as all the little goody goody team came out on top and basically kept the status quo intact so we know that nothing is going to change, Sasha has already proven that with how she’s treated Bree. She probably thinks that locking us up inside that cage is going to give you clowns the advantage but it just goes to show how naive the little bitch is when it’s all said and done, as stupid as her old man. It’s no different than you proving that you’re nothing different even if you want to bring rage and anger to the ring because boy-o, I am swimming in it and I embrace it with every fiber of my being. While Bree may not be that type, she knows that I am capable of absolutely everything and using the hate and rage I have built to my advantage is going to be an absolute nightmare for you and Angelica when that steel cage door closes and you have nowhere to fucking run.
You think I am going to be afraid of you? Don’t make me laugh.
Though I can’t wait for you to try and tell me how much you’re going to hurt me, that I should cower in fear over who you are becoming but the truth is I am already comfortable inside my own skin. I have embraced who I am and it has allowed me to do what I want when I want. You think I’ve given a damn about who I’ve hurt or who I put through steel? DO you think the health and safety of anyone in this company, aside from my friends, actually matters to me? I’ll cripple anyone; I wreck anything I want if it means we end up as champions. Considering there are no rules here, you’re going to see how your best shot couldn’t beat my worst shot on any given day of the week. You saw how Bree easily took care of Angelica when she’s focused and with you ready to tee off as soon as I goad you enough; you’ve already proven that you’re not fit to stand inside that ring with a true embracer of hate.
Im here for a fight, James, not a little welcome home sesh or to be some fucking redemption story, see what I did there? I am a man who has come back better than ever, with a mindset that allows me to be the man I am meant to be without having to worry about punishments or any other bullshit. I don’t play by the rules anymore James, I don’t pander to the fans or anyone else. Bree and I are the tag team to beat around here and finally having that chance, at one hundred percent, to shut you the fuck up is something we will both take great pleasure in
As we become the new tag team Champions
Embrace that bitch!
April 3rd, 2019
Post-Breakdown
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So much for winning those belts, what a coward.
The selfish actions that James too because he couldn't rightfully control himself when it mattered the most ended up costing Andrew and Bree their rightful place as Tag Team Champions. It was obvious given the fact that James couldn’t walk away on his own after Andrew had decided to take him into the crowd of chairs with him. It was funny considering how many people wanted to run their mouth about how “selfish” Andrew was in this business and yet he made sacrifices for his friends and the people he cared about despite still being an asshole to everyone else. It had become clear at this point that James was fearful of the inevitability of losing the tag team titles that he would do something absolutely desperate in order to keep them for himself and Angelica.
Andrew would just make sure it would come with a heavy price.
Maybe James didn’t realize what he was getting himself into, considering the fact that he had completely lost his fucking mind in that match when he decided to take it upon himself to just toss a referee to the floor with absolutely no concern whatsoever as to what would happen. The fear that they had in losing those belts could have played a factor in James’ actions which ultimately caused the disqualification and allowed them to retain the belts. Andrew had ensured he'd stay clean to not screw anything over. As much as he has his own to worry a out and given what had gone down earlier leading up to the match and what was on Andrew's plate. He was able to keep himself focused on the task at hand. With James deteriorating with each passing g second, it out Andrew in the driver's seat to allow things to play out the way they did. Andrew wasn't too concerned about going into the steel chairs along with James. Dragging him with him showed that James wasn't thinking clearly and let his emotions the the better of him and put Redemption in a real particular spot. Andrew felt bruising all over his body, having not been able to do much to protect himself as he chose to ensure James paid as much as he did. He spent a few moments in the doctor's office before he was finally released.
Shortly after the show ended, he hadn't caught up with Bree and Sienna yet to congratulate her on winning the interim world title. He wasn't ready for that yet. He had still been thinking about what was coming, the meeting with Amy. He wanted the chance to really consider everything that has been happening and it was perhaps starting to overwhelm him. He had been thinking about what he was getting himself into with agreeing to meeting with Amy, something he swore he'd never do. Was he getting soft? Was this something that was going to undo everything he has been working towards? Given everything it was becoming more difficult to really understand. He was packing up his stuff, taking his time more than anything. Trying to process whatever has been going on to better understand it was becoming difficult.
Before they went and met up with the girls, Dustin pops back into the room where Andrew has his stuff, he could see the demeanor looking less than impressed. Probably wishing they had left with the belts but having the chance to win them in a cage at Tabula Rasa was the next best thing. A few moments pass before Dustin finally says something, clearly waiting for andrew to finish packing up his stuff. Andrew turns around and sees him standing there.
Andrew: sup?
Dustin: Just wanted to see how you were doing before we go meet up with the girls?
Andrew stops for a second and takes a deep breath, he honestly didn't know what to think at this point. Everything that was happening seemed to be weird to him. He hadn't yet told Dustin what was going on as he met up with Bree before the match and hadn't talked to Dustin about what his decision was. Dustin had peach on the brain before hand.
Andrew: I told Bree I'd do it.
Dustin takes a second before responding.
Dustin: You're serious?
Andrew sighs, that was probably tough to admit to Dustin.
Andrew: Yeah, doc thinks I have nothing to lose by doing it, if we blow up on eachother at least I can say I told you so to Bree.
Dustin: Dude.
Andrew: I know, she means well and she wants it to work, somewhat, but this is something important to her and it means alot. I can't be a dick and avoid it, I could as long as she didn't ask me but now that she's trying her best to mend fences. I owe it to her, and myself to a lesser extent.
Dustin seemed a little shocked, seeing Andrew try and take the mature approach to this spoke volumes about his friendship with Bree and even with Dustin. He had never really talked about anything regarding Amy outside of with DVR but having the chance to at least see where this goes could help Andrew gain some insight to himself which was important if he was going to evolve and take the next step.
Dustin: little Andrew growing up.
Andrew: until the cunt says something stupid to blow it up. Then all bets are off.
Dustin reminds Andrew.
Dustin: just don't do anything stupid if it goes south. Just walk away or get the fuck out of Dodge so at least you don't jeopardize anything with Bree.
He was right, it wasn't worth making a scene in front of Bree, if something happens then Andrew needed to clearly make sure that he takes himself out of the situation before it gets worse. Andrew grabs his bag and throws it over his shoulder as they get ready to move out.
Andrew: let's go meet up with the girls. Pay our respects to the new interim champ.
Dustin: agreed, Besides afterwards I've got my own entertainment for the evening.
Andrew just looks at him for a second, didn't take too long to figure out who he was referring to.
Andrew; again?
Dustin: dat ass, bro. You missing out.
Andrew just chuckles, pats Dustin on the shoulder and walks out of the locker room towards where the girls are. Dustin smirks and follows behind Andrew as they head out.
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April 4th 2019
Bree's house
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Despite the fact that Andrew had agreed to this meeting, he was still feeling really unsure about it. There was still a part of him that wanted nothing to do with this because he knew full well how this was gonna go. Seeing Amy face to face for the first time in legit three years was something that he had never considered and had he really wanted to, could have easily have taken care of this anytime before this. Truth was, he didn't want to be reminded of who he was before. He figured bruning that letter so long ago was the end of it. Choosing to embrace his dark side rather than trying to continue fighting it and be the hero, good guy or crowd pleaser who was doing it for the fans and earning their approval. He was done with that but he knew that this wasn't just about himself.
He was glad that this was set up in the afternoon, no fucking way on God's green earth was this going to be a morning thing. He wanted the evening to himself if this went bad given that he would have to work the house show in Baton Rouge later that day. He still had no idea how this was really gonna be but he promised to make the best of it and try holding out as long as possible before things basically go South.
It's moments like these he wishes either his dad or grandmother were still alive to help seeing through this. It was tough without family to have people to rely on. At this point though, he knew he had people like Dustin and even Bree to count on and considered to be as close to family as he would get. They both tried to make him understand that this wasn't something worth holding on to. He honestly didn't know if Amy would even give a shit about it and this really was all pointless. Would he look stupid for being hostile? Maybe Bree needed Andrew to see it for himself and allow him to function better. There were so many thoughts going through his head but he kept trying to shut them out over how much he just truly hated and despised Amy for what she did and how she did it. Avoiding her was the easiest way for him to deal with it. Burning the letter was an easier thing to deal with rather than reading it but he knew that was just gonna be some cliche type bullshit that meant nothing given she was already gone. Maybe had she wrote the letter and stuck around to discuss it, things could have been different. However, given she right away ran straight to the bottle and Wyatt, knew that she was basically running away without giving a shit before finding out the truth, a truth Andrew had been prepared to tell her after he had been excited about leaving VWA following second chance and they could have moved forward.
Yet, here we are.
Andrew had no intentions of being on time for this meeting. There was still a part of him that didn't want to go to Bree's house. You'd expect him to want to get it done and over with but he also wanted to make them both sweat a bit given his nature, and how hard Bree worked to make this happen. It was the main reason why he did this. As much as Bree and Dustin wanted him to move past this, the majority of this was for Bree's sake, to show he cared and he was a true friend to her. Not just someone looking to use her as a stepping stone or something better came along. He owed it to her as a friend to make this effort and then never speak of it again. He didn't want to keep them waiting too long, if Amy had even shown up, she wouldn't want to wait long and assume he wouldn't show up. It was about five after two as he was getting closer to her house. His heart starting racing a bit as he kept getting closer. If one thing never changed it was how nervous he would get when dealing with personal confrontation. Perhaps second guessing maybe he should have dealt with this while Amy was still active so he could have just gotten it all out violently and then call it a day. Forcing himself to have a “civilized” conversation with her seemed like something even harder to accomplish where he has to be on his best behaviour.
”Fuck.”
As he pulls into the driveway, he clearly sees her jeep parked in the driveway. She was already here, which means this was actually gonna happen. He takes a deep breath as he leaves the music playing in the car for a little bit. Clearly not ready to go in yet, it was ten past two and figured he would remain patient a little bit as he works to collect himself before going in. His heart was racing immensely, he'd started sweating a little bit as he started feeling a little bit of anger but was doing his best to keep cool. He needed to make sure he didn't walk in there too assholish and at least try and give this a chance but really. Not being happy about this at all was going to make it less likely he goes in there all sunshine and rainbows. He takes a few more minutes before finally shutting the car off and the music cuts. He slowly gets out of the car and takes a second to look over at Amy's jeep. Before going any further he just takes a second to look inside the Jeep as it low key reminded him of what used to be. He gives his head a shake and reminds himself of who he is now. He takes another deep breath and takes a second to look up.
”Grandma, see me through this!”
He looks back down and he slowly begins making his way to the door, there was no going back at this point, he had to go through with this no matter what happens at this point. He was amazed with himself for actually doing this. Arriving at the front door he fought with himself a little bit before finally deciding to knock on the door. He waits a few moments assuming they're probably downstairs. The good thing about this being at Bree's house was the it would be her answering the door and not Amy, could you imagine how that would go? He waits a few more moments before Bree finally answers the door, a huge sense of relief on her face as she realizes he actually showed up.
Here we go!
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April 9th, 2019
Portland, OR
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Well hate to say I told you so!
So safe to say that it didn't go remotely as planned for Bree and Andrew was rightfully pissed about it, he hated the fact that he knew this was gonna happen but went ahead with it anyways. It was hard enough for Andrew but he wasn't about to go off on Bree about it. He could see during the conversation that she was pretty devastated that it didn't go at a the way she wanted to and felt pretty bad about it. Making her feel worse by lashing out wasn't going to solve anything either. Rather than make it even more awkward, given they were working the house show together, he remained awfully quiet during the show. They worked their tag match but he didn't utter one word to her the entire time. He basically let her do the communicating and they worked well enough together. However there were no meeting beforehand or even after the show was done. He was essentially a ghost for the next week, barely uttering a word to her aside for maybe a couple tweets. She had tried reaching out to him a few times throughout the week but he never responded to her. He needed his space and to just deal with this on his own until he was ready to talk to her about it.
They all arrived in portland the day before Breakdown, Andrew finally decided to send her a text telling her to meet with him, as they need to talk, when she arrives. He lets her know where he is staying and when he's checking in. A couple hours later, Andrew is downstairs in the lobby waiting for her to arrive. He didn't want this to linger anymore because they had business to take care of tomorrow night. He had enough time to think everything over and let things simmer before things got any worse. Plus he knew that she would feel hella bad about how things played out that this would be really easy to.smooth over. After a few short minutes he finally see Bree walk in, a little somber knowing that this might be pleasant but knew even she had to suck this one up. Bree, feeling glad he wanted to meet with her wasn't about to let Andrew say anything before she had a chance to apologize. she didn't want to hear anymore told you so or anything like that. Before Andrew even has a chance to get up, she sits down right across from him with her hands on her lap, looking at Andrew and takes a deep breath.
Bree: Before you say anything Andrew. I just want to finally tell you how sorry I am for what happened last week.
Andrew takes a swig from his water bottle and chuckles.
Andrew: I was simply going to get up and say hi, you should relax!
Bree looks shocked.
Bree: Relaxed? I've been trying to reach you all week, you bearly said a word to me at the house show in Baton Rouge and all you do is send me a message meeting here where I'm not sure what's going to happen and you want me to relax????
Andrew could sense how she was feeling. He had felt it a touch knowing how.much it had meant to Bree and knowing she still had to play nice with Jason a bit for getting Amy to agree. He takes a deep breath and looks over at her.
Andrew: yes, cause I forgive you!
Bree's face just drops.
Bree: You do?
Andrew leans back. Being less serious.
Andrew: yeah, it's why I took my time before telling you. I needed to cool off after what happened even though I knew it would. I knew there was no way that we would be able to bury whatever hatchet there was between us because we both see it differently and always will. There's nothing wrong with it but at least now that it's happened, you.know exactly where her and I stand.
Bree felt relieved, the last thing she had wanted was for their friendship and team to implode over it mere days before Tabula Rasa. She knew she had taken a big gamble in setting it up but she had her reason and he respected that.
Bree: I'm just glad that you don't hate me over it
Andrew: I never would have, you mean too much to me as a friend and I would never let Amy come between us like that, we're better than that. I will tell you that I will agree to be civil around her when needed and won't start shit unless she does.
Bree: I can accept that.
Andrew: alright good, now that's shit out of the way, we need to eat. I'm starved.
Bree: I can find us a good place.
Andrew: good cause you're buying.
Bree laughs as they make there way out of the hotel. There was no way that something like this would break them as Andrew had come too far to let.anything slip through his fingers.
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Shoot
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You’ve done nothing more than prove just how much of a bitch you are, James.
You think you proved something in our little tag title match when you took it upon yourself to dump a referee onto the floor to try and get to me, to try and do something you think oyu would regret by trying to toss me into a heaping pile of chairs and into the crowd? You think you’re actually someone to be afraid of.
Buddy boy, you haven’t seen a fucking thing yet.
What you came across on April third was a man who has less remorse than you claim you have, that I am willing to do whatever the fuck I want to get the job done. I don’t need to do something cowardly like dumping a referee to try and protect those tag team titles because the truth is that you never should have had them in the first place. The only reason you and Angelica hold those belts from us is because you were able to beat me when I was less than one hundred percent, that I was busy taking care of personal business and dispatching Angelica stupid little bitch daughter and then coming into the tag title match against a worthless team called “redemption” how fucking pathetic. Then you want to claim that you and Angelica wanted us in a match so badly but when push came to shove, you showed just how cowardly you really are and how fucking underserving you are of actually being a champion. You could tell as the match went on how in over your head both of you were, it was the only reason why you exploded the way you did, your blind anger trying to relentlessly end my career that you could even for one second control yourself enough to just send me crashing into the chairs. It was so easy to use your own momentum against you that it was easy to demolish you in those chairs alongside myself.
It was obvious that Bree was able to easily handle Angelica in the match with you being away too focused on trying to one up me at every turn. Maybe you knew that deep down, you were never able to actually keep up with us and it was your only desperate maneuver you could think of to save yourselves and your titles thinking you wouldn’t have to face us again if you just took matters into your own hands. How did that work out exactly? With Bree having Angelica dead to rights and the Ref having no choice but to punish you for your actions, can you honestly be surprised that Sasha would grant us the chance to fuck you two up once again? You think being inside a steel cage is going to make you somewhat better than us? You’re a fucking joke.
What wasn’t a surprise was how easily I was able to goad you into doing something stupid, you thinking that your anger and your rage woud actually benefit you when we squared off proved to be nothing more than a means for me to be able to manipulate and expose you as the moron you are. You think coming into the Cage as Abel is going to change anything? You think coming into the cage as a raging little beast is going to help you and Mommy Angelica walk away with those tag team titles? Do you have any idea who I am, James? Do you have any idea how easy it was for me to send you creashing into the chairs with me? Remember something, James. I am someone who has zero remorse for anyone who isn’t a friend of mine, your health means nothing to me, who you are means nothing to me as I have proven time and time again I am willing to cripple and destroy anyone who gets in my way. Ask Gable, Dylan, Dawn, Sam or anyone else for that matter. They’ll tell you just how dangerous I actually am, you think you can just resurrect yourself and try to be someone you’re clearly afraid to become. I’ll continue to expose you as the joke and bitch that you are.
See, what separates Redemption from us is the simple fact that Bree and I are friends before anything else, we are not just two people who chose to come together out of necessity, because you just decide “Hey, lets a be a team and do something!” pathetic. It seems more often than not, teams are just coming together because they are bored, lost or something else that makes them want to pair up with someone and think that they can just become champions that way, like the tag team titles don’t actually mean as much as people think. Bree and I are friends frist before we became one of the best teams out there. While she may have chosen me when she needed a partner to be champions with, she chose someone she was close to, that she could trust because at the end of the day, that is something that matters the most. We have each other’s backs; she wasn’t worried about me fighting you out in the crowd because everyone knew that you had lost your shit, James. You decided you needed to be some kind of raging psychopath to try and prove and point and then you tried to engage in a twitter war with me which also made you look like a fucking moron.
See, what you expect is maybe for Angelica to keep you in check during our match. Maybe that’s why you need her around so you don’t go acting like a fucking moron but she’s not going to be able to save you. Don’t think that this is all about just you and me, James because I can easily go and take care of her as well and leave her in a heap she doesn’t see coming. That’s right Momma Jones, don’t think that because I have been busy goading and prodding your little tag team partner that you are irrelevant to me in this match. Just because Bree had you dead to rights doesn’t mean that I won’t be afraid to cripple your worthless ass too. You’ve seen the damage I have done to your kids. You’ve seen just how I can easily goad you into doing something stupid too. See, you probably both think that I can just lose my shit and be set off as easily as James but I have proven that I can easily handle myself in any situation. You should know Angelica that I am a dangerous man, maybe you should be spending your last few days as champion education the little boy on whats to come so that when you are inside the cage with us, nothing comes as a shock. Maybe you’ll need to coddle him a little more since he doesn’t seemt o be able to control himself when someone makes him a wee bit upset. You saw how quickly he was able to throw regard out the window and ddnt care about anyone but himself in that ring. You know that deep down, hes going to cost you the titles and if it takes me distracting him while Bree plants you with the Classifier once again, there will be no stoppage or disqualification that saves those belts for the two of you.
Maybe you should have taken the hint when I drove you into the steel chairs with me that there is nothing you can do that I cannot one up you on. You think a steel cage is going to make any sort of difference? You think because we’r’e going to be trapped with nowhere to go that you’re going to be able to actually contain me? MY track record locked in a cage speaks for itself, I am one of the most dominant individuals to walk into the steel structure and emerge victorious because being inside the confines of the steel cage is like a second home to me. Why else do you think I demolished Dylan last Valentines day in twenty eighteen? Why do you think I brought back the Thunderdome at Rise to Greatness and easily earned match of the night? You think you proved something by trying to smash me into chairs to look tough? You just basically signed your own death warrant and the end to Redemption’s reign by allowing Sasha to lock us inside a cage to finally settle this so you don’t go all psychopathic and lose your shit again to try and save yourselves from embarrassment and defeat. While I know that Bree isn’t the type to get her hands dirty the way I am accusomted to, she’s no stranger to being inside a cage either going toe to toe with someone who didn’t deserve to be inside that cage in the first place and being afforded gift after gift until Bree decided to give her a gift in the US Championship. Now Sasha may want to manipulate the situation to keep Bree from getting her rematch, shocker, at least allowing us to focus on the tag team titles is going to show everyone why we are one of the most dangerous teams in this business.
Andrew takes a deep breath, he was very focused on doing whatever possible to goad and prod James into pissing him off. The man who claims that he can kick anyones ass had never walked into someone like Andrew until now. Andrew had a strong feeling he was going to be able to get to him easily.
James, seriously, I know that you think you’re type shit coming into this match but did you see how easily I was able to manipulate you in our tag match? Did you see how quickly I was able to use all of your own momentum against you? Look how easily set off you got when we were in the ring, enough for you to barrel over a referee and try to take me out but look how that worked out for you? All you’ve proven is you’re a complete loose cannon and a liability to Angelica and the tag team titles. We know that Retribution changed absolutely nothing as all the little goody goody team came out on top and basically kept the status quo intact so we know that nothing is going to change, Sasha has already proven that with how she’s treated Bree. She probably thinks that locking us up inside that cage is going to give you clowns the advantage but it just goes to show how naive the little bitch is when it’s all said and done, as stupid as her old man. It’s no different than you proving that you’re nothing different even if you want to bring rage and anger to the ring because boy-o, I am swimming in it and I embrace it with every fiber of my being. While Bree may not be that type, she knows that I am capable of absolutely everything and using the hate and rage I have built to my advantage is going to be an absolute nightmare for you and Angelica when that steel cage door closes and you have nowhere to fucking run.
You think I am going to be afraid of you? Don’t make me laugh.
Though I can’t wait for you to try and tell me how much you’re going to hurt me, that I should cower in fear over who you are becoming but the truth is I am already comfortable inside my own skin. I have embraced who I am and it has allowed me to do what I want when I want. You think I’ve given a damn about who I’ve hurt or who I put through steel? DO you think the health and safety of anyone in this company, aside from my friends, actually matters to me? I’ll cripple anyone; I wreck anything I want if it means we end up as champions. Considering there are no rules here, you’re going to see how your best shot couldn’t beat my worst shot on any given day of the week. You saw how Bree easily took care of Angelica when she’s focused and with you ready to tee off as soon as I goad you enough; you’ve already proven that you’re not fit to stand inside that ring with a true embracer of hate.
Im here for a fight, James, not a little welcome home sesh or to be some fucking redemption story, see what I did there? I am a man who has come back better than ever, with a mindset that allows me to be the man I am meant to be without having to worry about punishments or any other bullshit. I don’t play by the rules anymore James, I don’t pander to the fans or anyone else. Bree and I are the tag team to beat around here and finally having that chance, at one hundred percent, to shut you the fuck up is something we will both take great pleasure in
As we become the new tag team Champions
Embrace that bitch!
The Code Of The Sith
Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.