Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 27, 2017 19:15:54 GMT
Monday night. The day after. The day after Wilburman’s huge announcement. The day after a execution. And more importantly, day after his big win over the Dreamers. What more could be better? Oh, how about listening to one very frustrated Matt as he screams and fudges his words and sentences into one big mumble. Or how about Wilburman’s could be tag team partner. Mister Hollywood who makes bad movies now turned pro wrestler. Just how sad is that?
Chamber stands in his living room, his back to us as he smells something.
“Ahh...a rose is a rose.” Chamber says. Julia Ann must have gotten him one for his big win. “And I yearn for two, and I am torn between two. I heart bleeds for something new, something old. Could it be different? What would it change? How could it change and still be the same. I lay awake at night, wondering, why? Where did it all go bad, or has it gone bad? I ask these questions to myself because I am just human. I was hurt once. And it won’t happen again. So how can I make a decision like that? What is this feeling that I feel in my chest? And why haven’t I felt something like this in a long time? I dare to ask, but can not find the words. I know it has made a mark in it, but what can I do. I am just confused, looking for answers to questions I don’t know. Maybe I am in way to deep, and it’s time to rediscover the magic we once had. Maybe, she is right. And I only see her as an object. A object of desire. You think I would have learned that the first time, back when I fucked it all up and lost a friend, a friend that could have been close. But maybe I am afraid, that one day, she will be gone, gone to live her own life and leave me with what I had. But, maybe that wouldn’t be so bad. Cause then, it would have been they way it was, unchanged. But change is good. I need five minutes alone. To talk. To ask. To assure my self that this could be a great relation ship, and a true friend. For I am all ready relaxed and feel like I am at home when she is around. And that is a good thing, I think. For she see the real me and there is no “game”. A balance is what I seek.”
Chamber lowers his head.
“All I should want, is her to be happy. And I need to un-program myself. I must look past the lust I see and see the real person. I have love. Good love. Great love. And why should I throw that away for a unjust reason. She loves me more than anyone before. Through the tuff times. The head games and voices that have riddled my head for years. She has relaxed me, calmed me and made me wiser. And just when I think I am past it all. My past, It comes back.”
Chamber raises his head again, his back still to us.
“I try to make peace. I really do try. And it’s hard to talk about, even to my self. It saddens me at times. I want to do the right thing, and maybe, I was wrong the other night. Maybe, that wasn’t the world’s greatest thing to do, but damn me! It’s a demon I fight with. And a demon I have to beat, before my world around me crumbles and fades away and ends up meaning nothing. And I am left out in the cold, with empty pockets and nothing to show for it. A high price to pay for a act of selfness. Who was I to do that anyways. And for that, I am sorry. I wish I could just bring up the words to say so. As I think back on it. As I weight it all. I have come to learn, that I haven’t fully escaped my past and there is something holding me back. Holding me back from moving on. And I know what it is too. That’s the sad part of it all. The way my heart was ripped out from my chest and crushed in her greedy hands and killed before me, and behind my back. I gave the world to her, and she killed it like a bee in the middle of the night. It’s gone now, and I want it back. A new journey begins now. It’s time for me to be reborn as they say. I can make a tape, (or type) but to find the words, is another thing. To sit down and say what is on my mind, I can not do yet. I would like to open up like a book, for all to see, especially you, but I find it hard to do, Cause I know what happened the last time. I don’t want to relive my past again. For I hate my past and how to this day, it holds me back from living.”
Chamber turns his head.
“And for that. I curse you, my past. I wish we have never meant”
Chamber turns around and crushes the rose in his hand. It crumbles and falls to the floor in a pile.
Anger fills his eyes.
“HP Nelson. Screw you. I don’t need you to beat up The Matt, nor do I wish to have you by my side to annoy me as I carry your ass up the ladder in the IWA. I have been duke once, and it won’t happen again. So take your little stable idea and stick it straight up your ass and rotate on it. Your just as retarded as The Matt. And Matt, don’t get all bent out of shape about the truth or your little lose there. By now, you should be used to that kind of thing.”
Chamber turns again and walks from the kitchen to the living room and out on the balcony.
“If you thought last week was bad, with a bad ref and all. Just wait till this week when I am at ring side and I personally see to it that you end up losing to a loser like Draven. If your pissed this week, I suggest you wait till next week. I’ll give you something to really talk about. And Wilburman. A swear, each time I get ready to face you, You seem to be busy doing something else. This time, it’s your chain of airports and sucking up to Billy Gates. Oh, and let’s not forget that you have found the greatest partner of all time. I mean really Wilburman. Just because Arnold was given a championship belt by Vince doesn’t make that man a great wrestler. I know he has shinny belt and all, but I think you need to rethink that a little. But on the flip side, I was real pissed when I shelled out seven bucks to see The Action Hero. And this way, I will be able to get some revenge on him for making such a shit ass film.”
Chamber turns and faces us. He leans up on the railing of the balcony .
“Sunday, will be a fun day. The Matt to embarrasses, and Wilburman’s ass to kick once again. It will be a Sunday to remember.”
Chamber turns back around and takes in the city line as the scene fades to black.............................................
Chamber stands in his living room, his back to us as he smells something.
“Ahh...a rose is a rose.” Chamber says. Julia Ann must have gotten him one for his big win. “And I yearn for two, and I am torn between two. I heart bleeds for something new, something old. Could it be different? What would it change? How could it change and still be the same. I lay awake at night, wondering, why? Where did it all go bad, or has it gone bad? I ask these questions to myself because I am just human. I was hurt once. And it won’t happen again. So how can I make a decision like that? What is this feeling that I feel in my chest? And why haven’t I felt something like this in a long time? I dare to ask, but can not find the words. I know it has made a mark in it, but what can I do. I am just confused, looking for answers to questions I don’t know. Maybe I am in way to deep, and it’s time to rediscover the magic we once had. Maybe, she is right. And I only see her as an object. A object of desire. You think I would have learned that the first time, back when I fucked it all up and lost a friend, a friend that could have been close. But maybe I am afraid, that one day, she will be gone, gone to live her own life and leave me with what I had. But, maybe that wouldn’t be so bad. Cause then, it would have been they way it was, unchanged. But change is good. I need five minutes alone. To talk. To ask. To assure my self that this could be a great relation ship, and a true friend. For I am all ready relaxed and feel like I am at home when she is around. And that is a good thing, I think. For she see the real me and there is no “game”. A balance is what I seek.”
Chamber lowers his head.
“All I should want, is her to be happy. And I need to un-program myself. I must look past the lust I see and see the real person. I have love. Good love. Great love. And why should I throw that away for a unjust reason. She loves me more than anyone before. Through the tuff times. The head games and voices that have riddled my head for years. She has relaxed me, calmed me and made me wiser. And just when I think I am past it all. My past, It comes back.”
Chamber raises his head again, his back still to us.
“I try to make peace. I really do try. And it’s hard to talk about, even to my self. It saddens me at times. I want to do the right thing, and maybe, I was wrong the other night. Maybe, that wasn’t the world’s greatest thing to do, but damn me! It’s a demon I fight with. And a demon I have to beat, before my world around me crumbles and fades away and ends up meaning nothing. And I am left out in the cold, with empty pockets and nothing to show for it. A high price to pay for a act of selfness. Who was I to do that anyways. And for that, I am sorry. I wish I could just bring up the words to say so. As I think back on it. As I weight it all. I have come to learn, that I haven’t fully escaped my past and there is something holding me back. Holding me back from moving on. And I know what it is too. That’s the sad part of it all. The way my heart was ripped out from my chest and crushed in her greedy hands and killed before me, and behind my back. I gave the world to her, and she killed it like a bee in the middle of the night. It’s gone now, and I want it back. A new journey begins now. It’s time for me to be reborn as they say. I can make a tape, (or type) but to find the words, is another thing. To sit down and say what is on my mind, I can not do yet. I would like to open up like a book, for all to see, especially you, but I find it hard to do, Cause I know what happened the last time. I don’t want to relive my past again. For I hate my past and how to this day, it holds me back from living.”
Chamber turns his head.
“And for that. I curse you, my past. I wish we have never meant”
Chamber turns around and crushes the rose in his hand. It crumbles and falls to the floor in a pile.
Anger fills his eyes.
“HP Nelson. Screw you. I don’t need you to beat up The Matt, nor do I wish to have you by my side to annoy me as I carry your ass up the ladder in the IWA. I have been duke once, and it won’t happen again. So take your little stable idea and stick it straight up your ass and rotate on it. Your just as retarded as The Matt. And Matt, don’t get all bent out of shape about the truth or your little lose there. By now, you should be used to that kind of thing.”
Chamber turns again and walks from the kitchen to the living room and out on the balcony.
“If you thought last week was bad, with a bad ref and all. Just wait till this week when I am at ring side and I personally see to it that you end up losing to a loser like Draven. If your pissed this week, I suggest you wait till next week. I’ll give you something to really talk about. And Wilburman. A swear, each time I get ready to face you, You seem to be busy doing something else. This time, it’s your chain of airports and sucking up to Billy Gates. Oh, and let’s not forget that you have found the greatest partner of all time. I mean really Wilburman. Just because Arnold was given a championship belt by Vince doesn’t make that man a great wrestler. I know he has shinny belt and all, but I think you need to rethink that a little. But on the flip side, I was real pissed when I shelled out seven bucks to see The Action Hero. And this way, I will be able to get some revenge on him for making such a shit ass film.”
Chamber turns and faces us. He leans up on the railing of the balcony .
“Sunday, will be a fun day. The Matt to embarrasses, and Wilburman’s ass to kick once again. It will be a Sunday to remember.”
Chamber turns back around and takes in the city line as the scene fades to black.............................................