Post by Alex Cross on Jun 12, 2015 0:18:15 GMT -6
Sat quietly at the head of a large table with the large Payne sat beside him was the manager of Amanda Reynolds, James Strong. The businessman looked over a few papers he held in his hands as the door swung open and Alex Cross stepped inside dressed in khacki shorts and a black t-shirt with the GZW2k1 World Heavyweight Title over his right shoulder. Without looking up from the papers James spoke softly to Alex.
So nice of you to join us Mr. Cross. Please, have a seat.
You need to get this shit straight James! You want me on your side then you live up to your fucking side of the deal!
James finally looked up from the papers as he sat them down in front of him and motioned towards a chair.
Have a seat Mr. Cross.
Alex paced back and forth.
Have you seen the kind of shit I've had to deal with? I've gone toe to toe with my fucking girlfriend, not to mention I've gotten roped into a damn love triangle! So please James, tell me what the fuck it is you've done for me or are doing.
James exchanged glances with Payne before looking back at Alex.
Good things come to those who wait Mr. Cross. Be patient and I promise you it will all be worth it in the end.
Alex finally sat down though it was more of a plop as he threw himself into a nearby chair tossing the World Title up on the table in front of him.
Is that the real World Title Mr. Cross or does Mr. Corbin still hold possession of it?
Though he'll never admit it because for whatever reason he can't be allowed to look even the slightest bit weak, that's the real title. I mean, heaven forbid the great Leon Corbin make a fucking mistake and actually look human for once.
Alex propped his right elbow on the table and put his head on hand shaking it from side to side.
Regardless Mr. Cross. Should that be the real title one can't really blame Mr. Corbin for not wanting word to get around that he allowed something as valuable as that belt out of his grasp. Not to mention the fact that you can almost guarantee that should that title be the real one Mr. Corbin will be looking to get his hands back on it prior to your match at Heatwave.
Let him. I'm tired of the fucking cat and mouse games with him. I attack him, he attacks me, we go back and fucking forth but never get anywhere. Whether this company likes it or not that Highway to Hell match is happening and I'm gonna fucking destroy Leon inside that ring. I'm done with him!
All in due time Mr. Cross. Let's get past Titan first, then we can discuss Heatwave.
Yeah yeah yeah worry about Titan first. I'm stuck in the middle of a damn love triangle and that's part of the damn reason why Munin fucking left me!
He turned to face James as he leaned in a bit.
Forget about Titan. If I don't win at Heatwave than none of the lead up matters you follow me? I have fucking sacrificed everything for this title James. EVERYTHING. I lost the only thing in the world that mattered to me because of my desire to beat Leon for the title. If that doesn't happen nothing else will matter because it will all have been done for nothing. Do you understand me James? I have to beat Leon at Heatwave.
And you will Mr. Cross. But again, focus on Titan for now. Amanda is still young in this business and needs a bit more guidance. Guidance that you can give her inside that ring. She can learn a lot from you.
Alex grabbed the title off the table as he stood up.
She'll be watching from the sidelines I'm sure because at Titan I'm not fooling around. It's time Leon knows exactly what's in store for him.
Without another word Alex turned and left the room leaving Payne and James alone. The two men looked at one another as James lifted his papers back up once more.
Be sure to keep an eye on Mr. Cross. I don't need him to be living in the bottom of a bottle right now. We need him and you know that. I have a few calls to make if you'll excuse me.
James stood up as did Payne and the two men exited the room as the scene closed on the empty office.
So nice of you to join us Mr. Cross. Please, have a seat.
You need to get this shit straight James! You want me on your side then you live up to your fucking side of the deal!
James finally looked up from the papers as he sat them down in front of him and motioned towards a chair.
Have a seat Mr. Cross.
Alex paced back and forth.
Have you seen the kind of shit I've had to deal with? I've gone toe to toe with my fucking girlfriend, not to mention I've gotten roped into a damn love triangle! So please James, tell me what the fuck it is you've done for me or are doing.
James exchanged glances with Payne before looking back at Alex.
Good things come to those who wait Mr. Cross. Be patient and I promise you it will all be worth it in the end.
Alex finally sat down though it was more of a plop as he threw himself into a nearby chair tossing the World Title up on the table in front of him.
Is that the real World Title Mr. Cross or does Mr. Corbin still hold possession of it?
Though he'll never admit it because for whatever reason he can't be allowed to look even the slightest bit weak, that's the real title. I mean, heaven forbid the great Leon Corbin make a fucking mistake and actually look human for once.
Alex propped his right elbow on the table and put his head on hand shaking it from side to side.
Regardless Mr. Cross. Should that be the real title one can't really blame Mr. Corbin for not wanting word to get around that he allowed something as valuable as that belt out of his grasp. Not to mention the fact that you can almost guarantee that should that title be the real one Mr. Corbin will be looking to get his hands back on it prior to your match at Heatwave.
Let him. I'm tired of the fucking cat and mouse games with him. I attack him, he attacks me, we go back and fucking forth but never get anywhere. Whether this company likes it or not that Highway to Hell match is happening and I'm gonna fucking destroy Leon inside that ring. I'm done with him!
All in due time Mr. Cross. Let's get past Titan first, then we can discuss Heatwave.
Yeah yeah yeah worry about Titan first. I'm stuck in the middle of a damn love triangle and that's part of the damn reason why Munin fucking left me!
He turned to face James as he leaned in a bit.
Forget about Titan. If I don't win at Heatwave than none of the lead up matters you follow me? I have fucking sacrificed everything for this title James. EVERYTHING. I lost the only thing in the world that mattered to me because of my desire to beat Leon for the title. If that doesn't happen nothing else will matter because it will all have been done for nothing. Do you understand me James? I have to beat Leon at Heatwave.
And you will Mr. Cross. But again, focus on Titan for now. Amanda is still young in this business and needs a bit more guidance. Guidance that you can give her inside that ring. She can learn a lot from you.
Alex grabbed the title off the table as he stood up.
She'll be watching from the sidelines I'm sure because at Titan I'm not fooling around. It's time Leon knows exactly what's in store for him.
Without another word Alex turned and left the room leaving Payne and James alone. The two men looked at one another as James lifted his papers back up once more.
Be sure to keep an eye on Mr. Cross. I don't need him to be living in the bottom of a bottle right now. We need him and you know that. I have a few calls to make if you'll excuse me.
James stood up as did Payne and the two men exited the room as the scene closed on the empty office.
