Post by Ace Resoland on Sept 7, 2006 13:33:29 GMT -5
(The scene is the same as before)
So you have come back for the penultimate telling of my fine story, good I like when people take the time to get to know a bit more about me.
After the engament I began to drink in an even more than I used to, Jack thought this was funny as by law I was able to marry but not legally drink but that never stopped me. So as I was drinking myself into a stupor every night Jack went home to his internally combusting family, I guess I was lucky I never had a family. Soon his mother my maid would find out that his father had been sleeping with his boss and they would split up and he would never see his father again but back to my tale. During this traumatic time I had allowed Jacks mother time off to recoup after the incident, I had also offered to hire assassins to track the two down, they thought it was a joke.
On the first day of her coming back to my employment she was busy cleaning the downstairs area of the house. Comfortable in the knowledge that she would be busy for at least the next three maybe even four hours I decided I was going to have some fun, so I went over to the locked draw that I kept my stash in a unlocked it reveal my beloved substance. I then strolled over towards the table in the middle of my room and tipped half of the contence out onto the table, I then proceeded to divide it up into long lines, I reached into my jacket pocket and withdrew my trusty metal tube. I snorted one line and just as I was about to move onto the second Jacks mother walked in asking if I wanted anything to eat before she got started properly with the cleaning. She stood aghast at the sight of me with a tube to my nose about to snort a line. She quickly said that she wouldn’t tell anyone but I couldn’t let her work here anymore and fired her on the spot.
Later that day I was lounging in the vast library of my manor when the door buzzed I leaned over and pressed the button in the library to open the front gate (There was one in every single room of the manor). I stayed put in the libray giving my visitor free reign to find me. Whilst I waited I decided I would pour myself a whiskey on the rocks, I went over to the mini bar that I had put in every room as well and got my drink. I walked back to the other side of the library and stood by the window as the rain lashed down against the pains of glass. I heard the door creak open behind me and I knew it was Jack stood in the doorway. I told him to say his piece without turning around although in my mind there was no way I would be changing my mind. He then said that she promised she wouldn’t say anything, to which I shot back that she could. He then said that I knew she wouldn’t, I said nothing and only took a sip from my drink. He then spouted the usual crap about how I had a problem and that I should get help to which I shouted for him to leave.
I wouldn’t see Jack again for another five years.
A few weeks after Jack left I married Maria she was very upset about him not being there but I managed to calm her down, we then got married without a hitch until the honeymoon where everything fell apart, we went to Costa Blanca, where we would lye in the sun all day and have sex all night, it was great apart from the sudden realization that we didn’t know each all to well as we had always had Jack to base the relationship around and that we were now married. For the two weeks we argued and bickered until we came back. When we got back it continued but we struggled on through it. Two weeks after we got back it was my birthday and I inherited all of my family wealth, unlike the year before I decided I didn’t want a huge birthday so I stayed in and got hammered on coke and vodka.
Soon the drugs I was taking on a regular basis didn’t give me enough of a thrill so I decided that I was going to go out and find something to add to it. I got in the limo and was dropped off somewhere around London. I wandered around for a while until I spotted the glowing neon lights of a casino; I walked in and sat down at one of the blackjack tables. In a matter of about ten minutes I had lost Fifty grand and by the end of the night I had lost seven hundred and fifty thousand, it was ridiculous but the buzz it gave me was incredible. This continued until one night I walked out having lost all but thirty thousand of my inheritance, I didn’t realize until it was to late that I had yet another addiction.
I got a taxi back to the manor, as I was so inebriated that I could remember my own phone number. When I got home Maria was there to greet me at the door with her bags in her hands and some official looking papers which she handed to me. I could just make out through the fog that was my vision that they were divorce papers.
As she walked past me I shouted “where the fuck are you going?”
Her reply through tears was that she was going to stay with some friends she had down by Southampton and that she couldn’t see me put on my self-destruction act anymore.
I walked in and went to sleep hoping that it was all a bad dream. When I woke up the next morning to find the repo men taking everything that I owned and more. They took the limo, the entire contence of the library, all of my cars, etc.
I walked out of the house in a state of confusion and into the near by town, I walked around for what seemed like hours before stumbling into a bar. There set up in the middle of the open area of the bar was a wrestling ring. I went towards the bar taking no notice of the ring and ordered a vodka. I turned around to see a man in a black suit walk into the ring with a microphone.
Man: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to OWF, now without further a due let us start the first match.
So you have come back for the penultimate telling of my fine story, good I like when people take the time to get to know a bit more about me.
After the engament I began to drink in an even more than I used to, Jack thought this was funny as by law I was able to marry but not legally drink but that never stopped me. So as I was drinking myself into a stupor every night Jack went home to his internally combusting family, I guess I was lucky I never had a family. Soon his mother my maid would find out that his father had been sleeping with his boss and they would split up and he would never see his father again but back to my tale. During this traumatic time I had allowed Jacks mother time off to recoup after the incident, I had also offered to hire assassins to track the two down, they thought it was a joke.
On the first day of her coming back to my employment she was busy cleaning the downstairs area of the house. Comfortable in the knowledge that she would be busy for at least the next three maybe even four hours I decided I was going to have some fun, so I went over to the locked draw that I kept my stash in a unlocked it reveal my beloved substance. I then strolled over towards the table in the middle of my room and tipped half of the contence out onto the table, I then proceeded to divide it up into long lines, I reached into my jacket pocket and withdrew my trusty metal tube. I snorted one line and just as I was about to move onto the second Jacks mother walked in asking if I wanted anything to eat before she got started properly with the cleaning. She stood aghast at the sight of me with a tube to my nose about to snort a line. She quickly said that she wouldn’t tell anyone but I couldn’t let her work here anymore and fired her on the spot.
Later that day I was lounging in the vast library of my manor when the door buzzed I leaned over and pressed the button in the library to open the front gate (There was one in every single room of the manor). I stayed put in the libray giving my visitor free reign to find me. Whilst I waited I decided I would pour myself a whiskey on the rocks, I went over to the mini bar that I had put in every room as well and got my drink. I walked back to the other side of the library and stood by the window as the rain lashed down against the pains of glass. I heard the door creak open behind me and I knew it was Jack stood in the doorway. I told him to say his piece without turning around although in my mind there was no way I would be changing my mind. He then said that she promised she wouldn’t say anything, to which I shot back that she could. He then said that I knew she wouldn’t, I said nothing and only took a sip from my drink. He then spouted the usual crap about how I had a problem and that I should get help to which I shouted for him to leave.
I wouldn’t see Jack again for another five years.
A few weeks after Jack left I married Maria she was very upset about him not being there but I managed to calm her down, we then got married without a hitch until the honeymoon where everything fell apart, we went to Costa Blanca, where we would lye in the sun all day and have sex all night, it was great apart from the sudden realization that we didn’t know each all to well as we had always had Jack to base the relationship around and that we were now married. For the two weeks we argued and bickered until we came back. When we got back it continued but we struggled on through it. Two weeks after we got back it was my birthday and I inherited all of my family wealth, unlike the year before I decided I didn’t want a huge birthday so I stayed in and got hammered on coke and vodka.
Soon the drugs I was taking on a regular basis didn’t give me enough of a thrill so I decided that I was going to go out and find something to add to it. I got in the limo and was dropped off somewhere around London. I wandered around for a while until I spotted the glowing neon lights of a casino; I walked in and sat down at one of the blackjack tables. In a matter of about ten minutes I had lost Fifty grand and by the end of the night I had lost seven hundred and fifty thousand, it was ridiculous but the buzz it gave me was incredible. This continued until one night I walked out having lost all but thirty thousand of my inheritance, I didn’t realize until it was to late that I had yet another addiction.
I got a taxi back to the manor, as I was so inebriated that I could remember my own phone number. When I got home Maria was there to greet me at the door with her bags in her hands and some official looking papers which she handed to me. I could just make out through the fog that was my vision that they were divorce papers.
As she walked past me I shouted “where the fuck are you going?”
Her reply through tears was that she was going to stay with some friends she had down by Southampton and that she couldn’t see me put on my self-destruction act anymore.
I walked in and went to sleep hoping that it was all a bad dream. When I woke up the next morning to find the repo men taking everything that I owned and more. They took the limo, the entire contence of the library, all of my cars, etc.
I walked out of the house in a state of confusion and into the near by town, I walked around for what seemed like hours before stumbling into a bar. There set up in the middle of the open area of the bar was a wrestling ring. I went towards the bar taking no notice of the ring and ordered a vodka. I turned around to see a man in a black suit walk into the ring with a microphone.
Man: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to OWF, now without further a due let us start the first match.
