Post by recklessjack on Apr 22, 2006 11:03:04 GMT -5
OOC Note: Before I post this, I find it ironic that both Mr. Cario and myself both share the same name for our characters love, Lucy. Just something funny.
We start off on the mean streets of where this weeks Slam is being held. We see that Lucy and Chris are walking around town. People are pointing towards them and laughing. Lucy is wearing a pair of faded blue jeans with a leather jacket over her top. The jacket isn’t buttoned, but the shirt is a band t-shirt, looks to be Hawthorne Heights. Chris is along side her, looking around and the people that they pass. Chris is wearing overalls and a coat over them. The coat is red and black, with his name on the back. People are still snickering them as they keep on walking. Lucy and Chris get to a huge hotel building with some bags we just now noticed. Both of them get on an elevator as a few other people do. We hear faint laughing in the elevator before a few choking noises. Lucy holds her hands over Chris’s ears. The kid is on the verge of tears, not wanting to hear his dad being made fun of. The elevator stops as Lucy and Chris walk out face as we hear full blown laughter now. Chris is crying as they enter a hotel room. We see Reckless Jack laying down on the bed sleeping. He is snoring as Lucy and Chris set their bags down gently, as not to disturb the sleeping man. Chris goes to the bathroom but when he opens the door, it creaks loudly. Reckless Jack wakes up and looks hung over, quite strange. Lucy opens the curtains, Jack closes his eyes.
Reckless Jack: Close the damn things. Stupid sunlight.
Lucy: You have to quit doing this shit! You are an emo fuck Brad! All you have done since losing to Victor and Bobby is drown your sorrows in a beer bottle. What happened to being a straight edge?
Reckless Jack: Being a straight edge went out along with me losing to Outcast and Cario.
Reckless Jack stands up and walks over to the mini bar where he opens the door to get a small bottle of Vodka. He opens the bottle and attempts to take a drink but Lucy slaps the bottle out of his hands before contact was made. Jack frowns at his wife. He shakes his head as he laughs. Lucy has a perplexed look on her face. Jack goes to sit down on the bed, but he misses by a mile and lands on the floor. Lucy laughs as Jack starts to shake back and forth. We then hear faint crying coming from this man. Lucy sits down next to him and rubs his head as he goes into full blown crying now. Lucy makes little “Shhhh” sounds in his ear.
Lucy: You know, you don’t have to act like this. You didn’t disappoint Chris or myself. We are proud of you, you know that. It doesn’t matter how many matches you win or lose, I will always love you.
Reckless Jack: The last person who said that me is six feet under right now. You know how I feel about losing. If I lose, I feel like shit. Which is all the time it seems like anymore. Hell, back a year ago or so, Victor or Bobby would have been nothing for me. He would have been grounded into dust. Just seeing him last week just made me realize how much of a loser I am. You deserve someone better Lucy. You don’t deserve a guy who can’t get a win if his life depended on it. Just leave me, please. Take Chris with you to, he deserves a better father. Hell, I let him get kidnapped by the same guy twice. He has seen me amount to nothing in the five plus years I have fathered the kid. In that time he has nothing go his way because his father is a royal fuck up.
Lucy: Jesus Christ, you really believer yourself don’t you? You think you are the worst ever, this is a pathetic. You are good, you really are. What is it going to take for you to realize that? I mean, you sit here bitching about how awful you are, but what else are you doing about it? Absolutely nothing at all besides getting drunk every night, scaring your own child. Chris was scared last night after you said those things about him. Those words you used to say to him were just…
Reckless Jack cuts her off.
Reckless Jack: I don’t remember saying anything to him last night. I remember leaving Slam last week, but that is the last thing I remember about last night.
Lucy: You started drinking as soon as we got on the damn plane. You sat next to the window, Chris sat next to you and I sat in the aisle seat. But the point is, you told Chris he is the reason why he real mother is dead. You told him that it was his entire fault for the shitty luck in his life. What kind of cold hearted bastard are you?
Jack looks at Lucy before more tears start to swell up in his eyes. He then starts crying uncontrollably. Lucy starts to cry as well now.
Reckless Jack: I said that to Chris? Oh my god, what have I done?! What did he do?
Lucy: What do you think he did, he cried and kept on crying for a long time. Chris is just scared of you know. Do you know what else you did to him last night?
He shakes his head no. Lucy tries to collect herself before speaking again.
Lucy: You hit him Brad, you hit him hard too. His left arm is bruised thanks to you. When I was out with him today, he never even mentioned you to me once and he always does that! How could you fucking hit your own child!
Reckless Jack: I… I don’t know why. I just don’t know why.
Lucy: I’ll tell you why. Chris was watching cartoons when we got here last night. You being drunk and all, you wanted to watch something else. Chris didn’t back talk, he didn’t make a look at you, but you just felt like hitting him. He ran into the bathroom and cried. I couldn’t even go talk to him for a couple of hours. He just sat in there, crying! I was crying to because I couldn’t talk to my new son about it. But do you know what you did?
Jack shakes his head no again.
Lucy: YOU FUCKING LAUGHED ABOUT IT! How could you do such a thing? You need help Brad, you need some serious help.
Reckless Jack: I have become my father. I told myself I would never drink because I knew I would end up like him. I can’t believe this. I, I just, I don’t know how to fix this. I drink because I am a failure and I can’t stop being a failure. Ever since I lost the title, I have felt like I am not me anymore. Have you ever felt like that before? Have you ever felt like dying because you aren’t worth anything to anyone? That is how I feel right now.
Lucy: Listen to me you ass, you aren’t a failure. You can fight this! You don’t have to end up like your father. You can carry your last name with pride instead of the shame that you think it is. End this cycle, only you can do it.
Reckless Jack: There is only one way to end this cycle Lucy.
Lucy: Tell me what it is, please.
Jack gets up from the floor and goes over to the Vodka bottle from earlier. Lucy is watching as Jack empties the contents out the window. He then smashes the bottle into pieces. Lucy smiles but it quickly turns to a horrid look on her face. Jack turns around to show us that he has slit his left wrist. He smiles as he feels the rush of pain surge through out his body. Time is slowly down as Lucy jumps up towards him. He is able to push her away and continues to let the blood gush out of his wrist. Chris comes out of his room, only to throw up at the blood flowing from his father’s wrist. Lucy gets on the phone and dials for help, but it is inaudible, like a movie. Jack starts to swoon as he passes out on the floor. Chris is on the floor crying as is Lucy. She is still on the phone as Jack is going into the realm of unconscious world. The door busts open as paramedics are coming with a stretcher. We are back in normal time now.
Lucy: Please, help my husband…
To be continued... Tomorrow maybe
We start off on the mean streets of where this weeks Slam is being held. We see that Lucy and Chris are walking around town. People are pointing towards them and laughing. Lucy is wearing a pair of faded blue jeans with a leather jacket over her top. The jacket isn’t buttoned, but the shirt is a band t-shirt, looks to be Hawthorne Heights. Chris is along side her, looking around and the people that they pass. Chris is wearing overalls and a coat over them. The coat is red and black, with his name on the back. People are still snickering them as they keep on walking. Lucy and Chris get to a huge hotel building with some bags we just now noticed. Both of them get on an elevator as a few other people do. We hear faint laughing in the elevator before a few choking noises. Lucy holds her hands over Chris’s ears. The kid is on the verge of tears, not wanting to hear his dad being made fun of. The elevator stops as Lucy and Chris walk out face as we hear full blown laughter now. Chris is crying as they enter a hotel room. We see Reckless Jack laying down on the bed sleeping. He is snoring as Lucy and Chris set their bags down gently, as not to disturb the sleeping man. Chris goes to the bathroom but when he opens the door, it creaks loudly. Reckless Jack wakes up and looks hung over, quite strange. Lucy opens the curtains, Jack closes his eyes.
Reckless Jack: Close the damn things. Stupid sunlight.
Lucy: You have to quit doing this shit! You are an emo fuck Brad! All you have done since losing to Victor and Bobby is drown your sorrows in a beer bottle. What happened to being a straight edge?
Reckless Jack: Being a straight edge went out along with me losing to Outcast and Cario.
Reckless Jack stands up and walks over to the mini bar where he opens the door to get a small bottle of Vodka. He opens the bottle and attempts to take a drink but Lucy slaps the bottle out of his hands before contact was made. Jack frowns at his wife. He shakes his head as he laughs. Lucy has a perplexed look on her face. Jack goes to sit down on the bed, but he misses by a mile and lands on the floor. Lucy laughs as Jack starts to shake back and forth. We then hear faint crying coming from this man. Lucy sits down next to him and rubs his head as he goes into full blown crying now. Lucy makes little “Shhhh” sounds in his ear.
Lucy: You know, you don’t have to act like this. You didn’t disappoint Chris or myself. We are proud of you, you know that. It doesn’t matter how many matches you win or lose, I will always love you.
Reckless Jack: The last person who said that me is six feet under right now. You know how I feel about losing. If I lose, I feel like shit. Which is all the time it seems like anymore. Hell, back a year ago or so, Victor or Bobby would have been nothing for me. He would have been grounded into dust. Just seeing him last week just made me realize how much of a loser I am. You deserve someone better Lucy. You don’t deserve a guy who can’t get a win if his life depended on it. Just leave me, please. Take Chris with you to, he deserves a better father. Hell, I let him get kidnapped by the same guy twice. He has seen me amount to nothing in the five plus years I have fathered the kid. In that time he has nothing go his way because his father is a royal fuck up.
Lucy: Jesus Christ, you really believer yourself don’t you? You think you are the worst ever, this is a pathetic. You are good, you really are. What is it going to take for you to realize that? I mean, you sit here bitching about how awful you are, but what else are you doing about it? Absolutely nothing at all besides getting drunk every night, scaring your own child. Chris was scared last night after you said those things about him. Those words you used to say to him were just…
Reckless Jack cuts her off.
Reckless Jack: I don’t remember saying anything to him last night. I remember leaving Slam last week, but that is the last thing I remember about last night.
Lucy: You started drinking as soon as we got on the damn plane. You sat next to the window, Chris sat next to you and I sat in the aisle seat. But the point is, you told Chris he is the reason why he real mother is dead. You told him that it was his entire fault for the shitty luck in his life. What kind of cold hearted bastard are you?
Jack looks at Lucy before more tears start to swell up in his eyes. He then starts crying uncontrollably. Lucy starts to cry as well now.
Reckless Jack: I said that to Chris? Oh my god, what have I done?! What did he do?
Lucy: What do you think he did, he cried and kept on crying for a long time. Chris is just scared of you know. Do you know what else you did to him last night?
He shakes his head no. Lucy tries to collect herself before speaking again.
Lucy: You hit him Brad, you hit him hard too. His left arm is bruised thanks to you. When I was out with him today, he never even mentioned you to me once and he always does that! How could you fucking hit your own child!
Reckless Jack: I… I don’t know why. I just don’t know why.
Lucy: I’ll tell you why. Chris was watching cartoons when we got here last night. You being drunk and all, you wanted to watch something else. Chris didn’t back talk, he didn’t make a look at you, but you just felt like hitting him. He ran into the bathroom and cried. I couldn’t even go talk to him for a couple of hours. He just sat in there, crying! I was crying to because I couldn’t talk to my new son about it. But do you know what you did?
Jack shakes his head no again.
Lucy: YOU FUCKING LAUGHED ABOUT IT! How could you do such a thing? You need help Brad, you need some serious help.
Reckless Jack: I have become my father. I told myself I would never drink because I knew I would end up like him. I can’t believe this. I, I just, I don’t know how to fix this. I drink because I am a failure and I can’t stop being a failure. Ever since I lost the title, I have felt like I am not me anymore. Have you ever felt like that before? Have you ever felt like dying because you aren’t worth anything to anyone? That is how I feel right now.
Lucy: Listen to me you ass, you aren’t a failure. You can fight this! You don’t have to end up like your father. You can carry your last name with pride instead of the shame that you think it is. End this cycle, only you can do it.
Reckless Jack: There is only one way to end this cycle Lucy.
Lucy: Tell me what it is, please.
Jack gets up from the floor and goes over to the Vodka bottle from earlier. Lucy is watching as Jack empties the contents out the window. He then smashes the bottle into pieces. Lucy smiles but it quickly turns to a horrid look on her face. Jack turns around to show us that he has slit his left wrist. He smiles as he feels the rush of pain surge through out his body. Time is slowly down as Lucy jumps up towards him. He is able to push her away and continues to let the blood gush out of his wrist. Chris comes out of his room, only to throw up at the blood flowing from his father’s wrist. Lucy gets on the phone and dials for help, but it is inaudible, like a movie. Jack starts to swoon as he passes out on the floor. Chris is on the floor crying as is Lucy. She is still on the phone as Jack is going into the realm of unconscious world. The door busts open as paramedics are coming with a stretcher. We are back in normal time now.
Lucy: Please, help my husband…
To be continued... Tomorrow maybe
