Post by Biggs on Jun 24, 2006 12:21:37 GMT -5
JJ Biggs' is sitting on the edge of his couch and he is focused on the television screen across the room. It turns out JJ is focusing on a video of his opponent tomorrow at Explosion. The man that is threatening to walk out of Explosion as the new WCF World Champion. The same man that has been going back and forth in a war of words with JJ Biggs. That man, as you all know, is Torture. It's not relevant exactly what match JJ is currently viewing, the only thing relevant is that it gives JJ a chance to see how his opponent wrestles inside of the squared-circle. It gives him an idea of why Torture is undefeated in his last fifty-six singles matches. It gives JJ an idea of how to defeat this undefeatable man. Easy battle? Not nearly.
Suddenly, there is a knock at JJ's front door. He releases a long sigh as he slowly gets up off the couch. He pauses the VCR with the remote and then he sets it down on the coffee table. He walks around the couch and he makes his way over to the front door. He unlocks it and he slowly opens it; revealing Erica Hudson on his porch.
Erica Hudson: Where were you yesterday? We were supposed to go the movies, remember? You didn't show up to pick me up and then when I came over here; you weren't home.
JJ Biggs: I got caught up at your brother's new Gym. I have an important wrestling match tomorrow, as you know.
Erica Hudson: You have to be kidding me, right? The match is more important than your girlfriend?
JJ Biggs: No, it isn't. I was a little behind schedule and I needed to make up for it. You just don't understand that wrestling isn't just my profession. I love doing it and I love having the World title around my waist. I think I've earned the right to defend it.
Erica Hudson: Really? Well, I hope you have fun.
Erica raises her right hand back and she slaps it across the right cheek of JJ Biggs. He is in disbelief as she turns around and she storms in the direction of her car. JJ throws his hands up in disgust as he chases after her and he cuts her off.
JJ Biggs: Where are you going?
Erica Hudson: I'm going to go somewhere where I am appreciated.
JJ Biggs: I appreciate you! I told you, I just lost track of time at the Gym yesterday! I was there all day and I didn't even leave until eleven at night!
Erica Hudson: I don't care! You do not love something as stupid as wrestling more than your girlfriend. Besides, I cannot keep worrying myself to death every week when you step into that ring. So, I don't care anymore. You can pay more attention to wrestling and focus more on defending your title or whatever; but you can do it without me.
JJ Biggs: You're fucking on your period, aren't you? I've apologized multiple times and you're still pissed. What do you want me to do? When you were having problems with heroin; I was there for you. I want to focus on my career because tomorrow night is going to be one of the biggest matches in my entire career. Why can't you be there for me, too?
Erica Hudson: Fuck you, JJ. I cannot wait until the day you burn in hell!
Erica's eyes are filled with tears as she turns around and she walks the rest of the way to her car. She opens the driver's door and she enters the vehicle. Moments later, her car speeds down the street and disappears at an intersection.
JJ is looking in the direction of where she went in disbelief. He cannot believe that he just lost his girlfriend, a woman he was starting to love, because he put wrestling before her. He slaps himself in the forehead before turning around and walking back into the house. He grabs the telephone and he plops back down onto the couch. He dials a number and he places the phone up to his ear.
Jake Hudson: Hello?
JJ Biggs: I'm not wrestling Torture, tomorrow. I'm not wrestling, anymore.
Jake Hudson: What? Why?
JJ Biggs: Your sister just blew up on me because I put my career above her. I said some stupid things, she said a lot of things. She made me realize that I focused way too much on my career and I didn't give her enough attention. So, I've decided to quit wrestling and hopefully I can fix things with her.
Jake Hudson: What about your World title?
JJ Biggs: Can you get on the plane tomorrow morning and go to the location for Explosion? When the show starts just tell everyone that I forfeit and hand Torture the World title.
Jake Hudson: If that's what you want, I guess....
JJ Biggs: Thanks.
JJ slowly lowers the telephone down from his ear and he turns it off. Suddenly, he quickly gets up off of the couch and he throws it across the room at the far wall. He is breathing quickly now as he walks out of the living room and disappears into the kitchen.
Suddenly, there is a knock at JJ's front door. He releases a long sigh as he slowly gets up off the couch. He pauses the VCR with the remote and then he sets it down on the coffee table. He walks around the couch and he makes his way over to the front door. He unlocks it and he slowly opens it; revealing Erica Hudson on his porch.
Erica Hudson: Where were you yesterday? We were supposed to go the movies, remember? You didn't show up to pick me up and then when I came over here; you weren't home.
JJ Biggs: I got caught up at your brother's new Gym. I have an important wrestling match tomorrow, as you know.
Erica Hudson: You have to be kidding me, right? The match is more important than your girlfriend?
JJ Biggs: No, it isn't. I was a little behind schedule and I needed to make up for it. You just don't understand that wrestling isn't just my profession. I love doing it and I love having the World title around my waist. I think I've earned the right to defend it.
Erica Hudson: Really? Well, I hope you have fun.
Erica raises her right hand back and she slaps it across the right cheek of JJ Biggs. He is in disbelief as she turns around and she storms in the direction of her car. JJ throws his hands up in disgust as he chases after her and he cuts her off.
JJ Biggs: Where are you going?
Erica Hudson: I'm going to go somewhere where I am appreciated.
JJ Biggs: I appreciate you! I told you, I just lost track of time at the Gym yesterday! I was there all day and I didn't even leave until eleven at night!
Erica Hudson: I don't care! You do not love something as stupid as wrestling more than your girlfriend. Besides, I cannot keep worrying myself to death every week when you step into that ring. So, I don't care anymore. You can pay more attention to wrestling and focus more on defending your title or whatever; but you can do it without me.
JJ Biggs: You're fucking on your period, aren't you? I've apologized multiple times and you're still pissed. What do you want me to do? When you were having problems with heroin; I was there for you. I want to focus on my career because tomorrow night is going to be one of the biggest matches in my entire career. Why can't you be there for me, too?
Erica Hudson: Fuck you, JJ. I cannot wait until the day you burn in hell!
Erica's eyes are filled with tears as she turns around and she walks the rest of the way to her car. She opens the driver's door and she enters the vehicle. Moments later, her car speeds down the street and disappears at an intersection.
JJ is looking in the direction of where she went in disbelief. He cannot believe that he just lost his girlfriend, a woman he was starting to love, because he put wrestling before her. He slaps himself in the forehead before turning around and walking back into the house. He grabs the telephone and he plops back down onto the couch. He dials a number and he places the phone up to his ear.
Jake Hudson: Hello?
JJ Biggs: I'm not wrestling Torture, tomorrow. I'm not wrestling, anymore.
Jake Hudson: What? Why?
JJ Biggs: Your sister just blew up on me because I put my career above her. I said some stupid things, she said a lot of things. She made me realize that I focused way too much on my career and I didn't give her enough attention. So, I've decided to quit wrestling and hopefully I can fix things with her.
Jake Hudson: What about your World title?
JJ Biggs: Can you get on the plane tomorrow morning and go to the location for Explosion? When the show starts just tell everyone that I forfeit and hand Torture the World title.
Jake Hudson: If that's what you want, I guess....
JJ Biggs: Thanks.
JJ slowly lowers the telephone down from his ear and he turns it off. Suddenly, he quickly gets up off of the couch and he throws it across the room at the far wall. He is breathing quickly now as he walks out of the living room and disappears into the kitchen.