Post by Steve Sinclair on Nov 27, 2015 23:39:58 GMT
Knoxville Tennessee….
The Public House
Billy is sitting at the bar with a cold one in front of him and a football game on the TV. He is playing with something in his hand, a piece of paper spinning it around in place like a top and lost in thought.
Kathy the bartender is cleaning some glasses and stocking the bar. It’s a slow and quiet in the pub so far on this lazy Friday afternoon. She notices Billy playing with whatever and wonders what is going on there. She finishes wiping the last of the glasses and starts to wipe down the bar as she makes her way over towards Billy.
”How it’s going? Need anything else?”
Billy looks up at her. You can tell something is weighing him down. “You know….how about some tater skins?” He says as he stops playing with the piece of paper.
”No problem. You seem lost and I don’t want to come off as a jerk or something but I know you. I’ve seen you before, somewhere.”
“Is that good or bad?”
”I’m not sure. What’s your name kid?”
Billy smirks. “Kid? Man I haven’t been called a kid in some time now. Name is Billy. Billy Sutton!”
Kathy snaps her fingers and turns to face the back of the bar and scans it quickly. ”Sutton? Sutton? AH! Yes. Sutton.” She says as she picks up a bottle of Redneck Remedy Moonshine. Billy’s shine. She flips the bottle over and on the back of the bottle is a mugshot of Billy on it. She sets it down in front of him. ”Well kid. Looks just like you on this bottle and you’re not missing.”
Billy nods and smiles. ”I ain’t missing.”
”So mister moonshiner. What brings you to Knoxville?”
Billy sighs. ”Week off from my day job and I had to pick this up.” Billy says sliding the piece of paper forward a touch.
Kathy leans over and looks at it and whistles. ”Eighty Five Large. What’s that from?”
”Well it’s not my paycheck! Either from the UWL or my Shine. No Kathy, this is the insurance check to replace my car only that I can’t replace it for this amount if I could find one to buy. Nope this is like a you just got screwed kind of check.”
”What kind of car did you have that they cut you a check for eighty five large?”
“Hellcat….it’s on the bottle.” Billy says as he taps on the bottle where his car is on the front of. Kathy picks it up and looks at it.
”Oh yeah! What happened to it?”
“This dickhead named Arch towed it to a rough part of town and it got stripped and gutted. Dodge stop taking orders on them and the people who do have one and might sell it are asking the stars and the moon for one. I called about one yesterday, told the guy I have cash, eighty five grand and he told me I was halfway there. So here I am Kathy, big check, no wheels and wondering what to get.”
”Boy kid, sounds like you have a problem.”
”Really...I’m far from a kid.”
”Oh please. I’m almost old enough to be your mother.”
“Really? You don’t look like you’re over...32, 34 at the most.”
”Oh please. Flattery will not get you in my pants. I’m closer to 50 than 34.”
”Really?”
”Really.”
”I’m serious. You look way younger than your age.”
”Clean living Billy. No drinking. No drugs, Yoga and not eating junk food. That’s the trick. Okay so I lied about the drinking part. I have a glass of wine every day, but just one glass.”
”Really? huh.
”So what are you going to buy kid? You said you need a car. Why don’t you just buy a Charger? Or a Camaro?”
”I don’t know. They…..there just another car you know. That HellCat, I loved that car. It was apart of me you know. Kinda hard to replace it.”
”Oh I get that.”
Walking up to Billy without him noticing is Jessica. She takes a seat right next to him at the bar. She sets her purse down and Billy looks at her kinda surprised.
”I’ll go put your order in okay? You need another drink?”
”You know what Kathy….no I don’t. How about a water with a lemon slice in it?”
”There you go Kid. Treat your liver right. Anything for you ma'am?”
Jessica smiles ”I’ll take a water too. Thanks.”
Kathy nods and wanders off. Jessica looks at Billy. ”Kid? Wow. I think she likes you if I didn’t know any better and just think. She’s almost your age give or take 8 years.”
Billy smirks and looks down at his check biting his tongue. He looks up at Jessica. ”What do you want Jess?”
”Oh I heard through the grapevine that the insurance company totaled your beloved stupid car out. I just wanted to find you and make sure you were okay. I know how much that car meant to you.” Jessica says and places her hand on Billy’s arm.
Billy glances at his arm, he wants to say something but doesn’t.
”Oh and how are you doing after, you know Arch Stanton kicked your ass.”
I need another beer. Runs through Billy’s mind.
”What was that? I’m sorry I didn’t hear you. What was that you were saying about teaching that old man a lesson? About sending him into retirement? Ah, none of that seemed to happen Billy.”
Billy takes the bottle of Shine Kathy left behind. He unscrews the lid and takes a sip.
”Arch kicked your ass, not only did he kick your ass but you have no right to even say a negative word about him ever again. And you lost your little peni….I mean your car and you have to find something else to make up for your short comings….”
”You know Jess. For someone who walked away with a house free and clear even though we weren’t married. For someone who took me to court and claimed she came up with the name of my company and now owns 1 percent of it and for someone who spends most of her time at work telling everyone who will listen to you how much of an asshole I am, you are really a condescending little cunt.”
”Excuse me?”
”You heard me. Thank god we didn’t have a kid or actually got married. Now I don’t know why you found me other than to remind me how much of a fucking bitch you are, but you need to go. I was sitting here talking with Kathy having a pleasant conversation.”
”You mean looking for your next cheap girlfreind.”
”Is that what this is really about? Still sore that I dumped you? Good. I’m glad. Unless this is about work you need to go. I don’t bug you. I don’t bother you. I don’t bad mouth you but if you keep this up, I just might. Oh and those pictures I told you I deleted…”
Jessica gets bright red in the face.
”I didn’t delete them and you know, they might find their way onto the internet. Believe it or not Jess, I still respect you but every time you open your mouth I lose a little bit more of that respect every time. Soon, I just won't care anymore and when that happens, everyone will see just what kind of dirty little whore you are.”
”You wouldn’t!”
”Keep it up and we’ll see if I’m bluffing.”
Jessica stands up. ”I hope you lose again this week! Bionic Rednecks! Talk about two silly little boys with stupid names!”
”Let me tell you a thing or two about our opponents next week. Dampshaw and Hamilton are nothing. Just a bunch of posers. They are like, that midget running around swearing all of the time. All talk, big talk! But those two can’t back a single word of it up! Gangsters, please. There are no gangsters in the trailer park! Cory and I know that! Believe me. Only thing running pretending to be mister bad ass is the landlord because he actually has the power to evict you! Everyone else is bunch of unemployed half cocked white trash scumbags. That is what Ronnie is. White trash and I should know because as you remind everyone I am one but this white trash as done something with his life! This white trash mofo has done something in the UWL! 2 time UWL Tag Team Champion. 2014 Tag Team Coronation Cup winner. I know what it takes to plow on through this tournament and win this thing! Not everyone in this year's tournament can say that especially Dampshaw and Hamilton. Other than picking fights with Autumn Raven over and over and failing to get anywhere with that battle, what have they done? Huh? Cory is the longest reigning TV champion and if people would open their eyes for once around here, they would see that I should be in the Super 6 and not Arch Stanton or Autumn Raven! Really? You know Arch went 2 and 2 since Nightmare and he lost a match in which Caleb Freaking Hart was his tag team partner! His only win noteworthy was a win over me! And Autumn has done nothing! I mean nothing! I went 4 and two, I beat Caleb and Arch, Hamilton and Caravelle since Nightmare and I didn’t even get a close call? I’m busting my ass, I’m winning matches and I’m going to win this tournament just to spit in everyone’s f*cking eye! And I think you have A LOT to do with it! Jess! You did this and I’m getting sick of your shit!
Billy takes another sip of his shine. Kathy is standing within earshot holding his tater skins and glass of water.
”You go find those two wanna be gangsters in their mother’s basement and you tell them they better be ready! They better put up the fight of their life because Cory and I, we’re getting sick of the bullshit going on around here. Everyone seems to forget that the best tag team in this tournament isn’t one that features Caleb Hart because we all know he can’t get it done in a tag match. Nor is it the team who act all cute hashtagging everything like they are cutting edge. No, the best team in this tournament is two rednecks who feel slighted. Who don’t give a sh*t and will just go out there and tear it up! This isn’t an act! This isn’t a reunion feel good story and a ploy to get Mr. Wrestling in the tournament with a handpicked partner he doesn’t care about. Just two good old boys picking up championship gold and a big old cup to drink some Shine from and you Jess, can just consider that done!”
Kathy slowly walks in and places the plate and the glass on the bar top.
”You okay kid?”
Billy looks at Kathy. ”Yeah! What cya doing after work?”
”Yoga actually.”
”Nice! Mind if I tag along?”
”No. I don’t mind at all. You seem like a nice kid.”
Jess rolls her eyes and storms off.
Fade out.