[After his failed attempts at going to any Group Meet Ups in his area, he was at the bar within after hours of 2 am, after he was just at home being bored. Now, he is sitting at a booth with two glasses that he finished out his bourbon with. As he was observing the scene, he then see’s a lady in a red dress, long hair, and ruby red lipstick walking past him. He wanted to get her attention, but he let it go knowing it won’t lead anywhere good. About an hour later, he leaves the bar and while he was walking past an alleyway, he hears someone crying and he goes up to see the same lady in the dress who was crying with her make up all smeared up.]
Reggie: Hey um are you okay?
[She then puts her head up on Reggie, and he hands her a tissue that was somehow in his pocket, which she takes to wipe her tears.]
???: No, I am not sadly, I am so sad and upset about this tinder date who stood me up.
Reggie: Oh that sucks, on of my friends had that happen to him awhile ago. I hope I didn’t mean to disturb your moment of sadness, i’ll be on my way.
[As he tries to walk away, she grabs him by the arm, and he took that as a sign to stay with her. He then sits beside her on the bench where she sat at, and she was still crying. He tries to console her the best way he can.]
???: I am sorry about this, I am just to upset to be left alone out here. I want you to be around me, my name is Marie, what is yours?
Reggie: I am Reggie, do you need anything Marie? Do you need me to call you up a taxi?
???: No no, Reggie, I want us to go back to your home.
[As she was drying up her tears and was rubbing her head on is shoulders, Reggie then wanted to leave her alone, then her eyes started to beam onto his eyes. After some time to think, he gets up from he bench, and he helps her up by his hand, and they walk to his apartment. As they enter his home, she takes off her heels and leave them on the floor, and she sits on the couch, he then heads to the kitchen to get them some water from the tap. He comes back to the couch, and he hands her some water.]
Marie: You are sooo a good guy… I wish you were my date tonight.
Reggie: I don’t think you need to say all that, I honestly would have tried to say something to you… but you passed my way.
Marie: You should have shoot your shot at me, I was standing alone waiting for a guy who ditched me. I wanted someone to notice me.
Reggie: Well, now… you got my attention sadly, so um… you are around from these parts?
Marie: No no, I am from LA and I came by to visit for a vacation with my friends who live around these parts.
Reggie: Oh cool, cool… so do you think you need to sleep here? I can settle you in, and i’ll take the couch.
[Marie then puts her cup down on the table, and she picks up her purse and opens it to pull out a bile of Cocaine, she puts down a line and pulls her straw, she fixes her hair and hits a line of the cain. She wipes her nose, and she looks at Reggie in a suggestive manner.]
Marie: Soooo Reggie, you know what make me feel better then not being alone… is using this white candy… how about you take a line of this stuff?
Reggie:No I’ll pass that stuff, I am not into all that hard drugs and shit. I am too clean for that stuff.
Marie: Oh c’mon Reggie, don’t you like to party? Let loose and have some fun?
Reggie: I am boring by trade, so I guess I was right not to holler at a mamacita like yourself. If you want, you can leave no—
[Marie then starts to sit on his lap, and arches her back on him to have him have a close up of her cleavage. Reggie takes a peep, and she then pulls his head up to her eyes. Reggie then looks deep into her eyes, which triggers an image of Lucy, and she kisses him on the lips. Reggie then lifts up Marie, but he puts her down on the couch as to not fall for temptation.]
Marie: What was that for Reggie?… are you gay or something?
Reggie: What no… I just didn’t know you were like that. I don’t feel like I am comfortable with making out with a stranger, you know?
Marie: Ugh, you are such a buzzkill, first you don’t like to use coke to take the edge off to not wanting to fuck me… maybe you should have left me alone in that alleyway, and I could have called up someone to pick me up!
Reggie: Look Marie, I am sorry alright! I am just dealing with too much shit, that my libido isn’t up to standard this morning at 4AM, so if you want I can call you a taxi and you can leave my house. I am tired to entertain thi—
[Marie then slaps him on the cheek, then she wanted to head for the door, but she turns back around to him and she jumps onto him and kisses him, and he looked confused, then she gets off him and signals him to go to his bedroom. He heads into the bedroom, and proceeded to get jiggy wit it until it was 7am; he awakens with Marie underneath his arms as her phone starts ringing on the nightstand. He see’s that she had missed called from “Sophia”, he tries to wake her up but she wouldn’t budge. So her phone goes off again, then she slowly wakes up to see him holding her phone.]
Marie: Hey what you doing with my phooonnee?
Reggie: It kept ringing all morning long, is this the person who stood you up last night a chick?
[Marie gets up and snatches the phone from him, and gets off the bed. She then puts back on her dress, and she left his apartment with her stuff, as he followed her up to the door and locked it as it fade to black.]
“Women are who run the world, I can’t blame them for beveling that. I mean, I managed to look into her eyes and fell into temptation, I guess I’m blind to see all the bullshit that comes in my way. I managed to bring this chick home with me, and I was conflicted to fuck but… I said screw it and do what I had to do. I don’t have much regrets on that night, since she was sad and needed a warm body to lay with, creepy or not, it’s whatever to me.
Enough about me and the ladies, I have to admit that ever since I have reached to Thaddeus, I made myself a target of his ignorance and wordplays like “word salad” and how I am not clear with myself on my own thoughts. Well sorry to Thad and his duck sick supporters if you think I am not clear on his level, he is himself and I am me with our own differences. Maybe I came on to strong with the father hate and the sliver spoon line, I know it stings to acknowledge with privilege comes with self doubt of preservation.
You had your compound blown to bits, how sad…
You had to point out your people in your little inner circle..
You had to make an effort to ask me what my “game plan” is…
Thad, you have so much shit figured out it kinda scared me to know how much of a disadvantage I have against you, chico. You can roll around with the president, afford a new compound, and fly yourself across the world on a private jet that this company will just roll out for you, and your people. You might be the excellence of execution as the Hart Champion, but to the rest of the world, you are nothing more than a privilege man, who thinks he’s above all else. You might think you are above average in the ring, don’t make Mike fuckin Sanders blush on the way out with your bullshit, man.
You might have been in wars that your common folk can attest to, while I was in the trenches trying to make myself a better person. Looks like we can say we are either War Buddies or War Criminals, but either way you’re right we aren’t the same.
We are not the same..
You’re damn right we aren’t the same, because who’d would want to be in your shoes dealing with being in a uniform like a pig or so called Army vet would rep hard with. Maybe you are the martyr of the rich, while I am the thug to the poor in this world.
I’m a deadbeat piece of shit dad…
Wouldn’t you say that about yourself when you ever have kid who don’t give two shit about you, too? I see why your father and even your mother would have wanted you elsewhere instead of there with them, but I won’t go too deep into it, or else I will get myself in trouble.
So Thaddeus Duke, fuck you and fuck your reign you have within this company. I promise to not let you see your future kids, I promise to make sure you will not be on your feet by the count of ten, I promise myself and to these fans that you will see the light beyond the arena. I am not going to wrestle you, I am going to end you and have you retire permanently, damn the outcome of me winning or not in this shit.”
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