(OOC: To finish coding when I get home)
"The End"
The scene opens with Blyss Lockhart and Gordon Fury eating brunch in a local restaurant in San Antonio, Texas. It looks a little bit on the posh side, so obviously Blyss picked the place out, as Gordo is a tight arse. While its not super packed at the current moment, there are still a fair few people in the restaurant. The couple went to Six Flags yesterday at Blyss’s suggestion, my guess is that it was in an attempt to help take Gordo’s mind off of things that have been troubling him. He is a very troubled man.
Fuck you. I sit and just stare at my burger as I zone out, just trying to collect my thoughts and put them in “date mode”.
You know when Gordo is not keen to eat a steak burger that something is wrong, and you could tell Blyss knew it. The look on her face as she ate showed that she sensed that he wasn't his usual self.
I have to make myself seem as normal as possible. I mean I have been struggling with all of this shit recently as it has been taking its toll, and I know that Blyss can sense it, especially yesterday at Six Flags. I had fun, but my mind couldn't focus. So many times I have brushed off her questions, not ready, or perhaps willing, to tell her the truth. When she asked to see me again to talk about it, I knew she was going to bring it up, although she hasn’t yet. When she asks, I have to be ready.
Blyss looks up at Gordon from her plate and sees he has that faraway look in his eyes again as he takes a sip from his drink.
Blyss Lockhart: How’s your food, Gordo?
She watches me a little intently as I snap out of my daydream,, Blyss’s voice shocking me back to reality.
Oh, there goes gravity?
...Did you just quote Eminem lyrics?
Yes... yes I did.
Gordon Fury: Huh? Oh yeh, good babe.
As a response I take a bite of my steak burger. I chew and swallow my mouthful before speaking again.
Gordon Fury: How is your... whatever the fuck that is?
She can’t help but smile, shaking her head a little.
Blyss Lockhart: You don’t know what this is? It’s crepes with strawberries.
The smile on her face falters.
Blyss Lockhart: Wanna tell me what you were thinking there?
I give her what is an attempted reassuring smile, followed by a sheepish chuckle.
Gordon Fury: Of course that is what it is. My bad.
I look at her curiously, as if I don’t know what she is talking about.
Gordon Fury: Thinking about where? What are you talking about babe?
She sighs, obviously fed up at being lied to.
Blyss Lockhart: We can’t keep doing this, Gordon. Your mind is always somewhere else and when i ask you about it, you say everything’s fine. It’s clearly not and I know that. I can’t ignore it anymore. Talk to me.
Well as you said Gordo, well the other you, you have to tell her at some point if you want to move on with your life. She is asking you face to face, maybe the time is now?
No, I’m not ready for this. If I do it, I want to do it on my terms. I laugh it off shaking my head.
Gordon Fury: Blyss, seriously, its just all of this professional pressure bleeding through.
I reach out with my left hand and hold her left hand with it.
Gordon Fury: I’m ok.
Blyss pulls her hand away from him, sharply shaking her head before looking back at him.
Blyss Lockhart: No, that’s not at all there is to it. I just know, Gordon. Please stop avoiding this. If there is something wrong, tell me. Just say it. It’s obvious, you know that?
I hate lying to her, especially to her face, but I only do it for her sake.
Gordon Fury: There isn’t anything wrong Blyss. Nothing you don’t know about, besides the usual shit anyway. I’m fine. Please stop worrying.
She slams down her fork and knife on the table in frustration as she leans back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest.
Blyss Lockhart: You’ve changed, Gordon. I’ve noticed for a while that you haven’t been yourself. Something between us has changed too hasn’t it? I feel like it has, but I don’t really know what it is.
There is a sad look on her face now but she tries not to show it. Gordo desperately tries to convince her.
Gordon Fury: Blyss, I haven’t changed. I’m still me. I didn’t magically become someone else. You know I care about you.
She leans forward and looks into his eyes..
Blyss Lockhart: I care about you too. I love you, Gordon. But I don’t know why I feel this way. Am I just being confused for no reason? Maybe it’s just me. Dammit!
She rubs her forehead with her palm.
Blyss Lockhart: I’m so sorry. I’m making a big deal out of nothing again, aren’t I?
She is blaming herself. I have the perfect out, a way to end this conversation, but letting her take the blame it isn’t fair on her. It isn’t fair.
Gordon just stares blankly at his burger in thought.
Gordon Fury: Umm yeh. I suppose so.
Blyss Lockhart: Why do I keep doing that? Ugh...
She sighs again and tries to shake it off.
Blyss Lockhart: I’m sorry, Gordon. I’ll stop now. I trust you.
She smiles at him then picks up her fork again, taking a piece of crepe.
Blyss Lockhart: I’m lucky you’re so patient with me.
She chuckles.
Blyss Lockhart: So what shall we do after this?
I look at her face. She is awaiting the answer to her question, but all I can think about is that she thinks me acting weird is her fault. She blames herself for what is completely my issue. I wanted to wait, but the both of us here, right now, I have to do it. If I don’t, I don't’ know if I ever will. This isn;t just for me, this is also for her.
Gordon’s next words are a forced whisper, as if he is trying to push the words out of his mouth.
Gordon Fury: Blyss I... I have to tell you...
Gordon forces himself to take a breath.
Gordon Fury: ...I don’t love you anymore.
Blyss drops her fork, mid bite, a look of utter shock on her face. You can tell she didn’t see that coming, its as if she just got punched in the stomach.
Blyss Lockhart: ...What?
I have to keep going. I have to end this. I have to stop lying to her, I have to stop putting her through this. I force myself to look up into her eyes.
Gordon Fury: The feelings I had for you... The way you feel about me... I don’t feel like that anymore.
She stares at him, unable to do anything. Tears start to well up in her eyes.
Blyss Lockhart: But... how... what did I do wrong?
Tears start to form in my eyes as well, as I can see her heart breaking, even through my tears.
Gordon Fury: You didn’t do anything. This isn’t your fault. I just don’t have those feelings for you any more. I felt feelings for you stronger than I have felt for anyone else, but as time went on, the feelings faded. I don’t know what happened or why.
Blyss Lockhart: Love doesn’t just go away, Gordon. Not this fast. When you said you loved me, all of those times... You never really meant it, did you?
She bites her lower lip, trying hard not to cry. Her hands start to tremble slightly.
Gordon Fury: That isn’t how it is Blyss, you know it isn’t. At your place when I first told you I loved you, I meant it. And I meant it everytime after that. You know, deep down, that I did love you.
I pause, trying to find a reason to give her. Something. Anything.
Gordon Fury: I don’t know, I could just feel my feelings for you change. I didn’t want it to. I fought for us Blyss, I fought for us harder than I ever have fought for anything else.
I try hard to keep the tears in my eyes as she looks back at me.
Blyss Lockhart: And now you choose to give up on us... again. But I still... I still...
Unable to control her emotions any longer, she buries her face in her hands. Then she quickly wipes her tears, not wanting to make a scene in the restaurant. She looks back up at him.
Blyss Lockhart: I don’t want... I can’t lose us. I can’t lose you, Gordon. Not now. I can’t.
Gordon Fury: Blyss I’m not CHOOSING to give up on us! Do you think I would choose not to love you? This isn’t a choice, this isn't about what I want! I want to be with you, I want to love you the way I did before... but I can’t. I have tried to, god have I tried.
My heart is breaking at the same rate as hers as her last hopes are in my hands. The hopes of us coming out of this intact, like we always have. What if I am wrong, what if I’m not fighting hard enough? Or what if I don’t break it off now, and I ruin our lives because of it? I have to make a choice, and I have to make it now.
Gordon Fury: Blyss you will never lose me. I will always be here for you, and I will always care about you...
I take a deep breath in before opening my eyes and staring directly into her own.
Gordon Fury: But I can’t do this to you anymore. I can’t stay with you if my feelings don’t match your own. I don’t love you the same way you do me anymore Blyss.
Tears now slowly roll down Gordon’s cheek.
Gordon Fury: I’m sorry
She looks away, seeming to make a decision about something.
Blyss Lockhart: Okay...
She takes her purse and prepares to leave.
Blyss Lockhart: Nobody really does that when they don’t wanna stay anymore. When it’s over, it’s over. So goodbye, Gordon.
She looks at him then turns to walk away.
Gordon Fury: Melyssa, talk to me. I know you are hurting, but please don’t shut me out. Please.
She stops walking.
Blyss Lockhart: What else is there to say? You have made it clear how you feel.
She continues walking quickly towards the door without looking back.
I don’t know what else I expected. I broke her heart. I took everything she put faith in and ground it beneath my heel. Did I really expect her to feel any different?
You can’t blame yourself for optimism Gordo.
I watch as she opens the door to the restaurant and walks through it, the whole room seems to go into slow motion as I watch the door close, as the door on possibly the greatest chapter of my life, with a woman who truly loved me, closes with it. The clicking of the door catch rings out with a sense of finality that I hoped would never come. I slump in the chair and put my head in my hands. I look up and see the other me sitting across from me.
Gordon Fury: We did the right thing man. You know we did.
Gordon Fury: Shutup. Just shut the fuck up.
It was over. I had finally managed to do it. However, the relief I expected to feel is instead replaced by an overwhelming and overpowering sense of guilt and shame..
Gordon Fury: What have I done?
The scene fades to black.
“Roundtable Discussion”
The scene opens up and yet another of Gordon’s shitty motel rooms. It has been a couple of days since he broke up with Blyss, and in that time he hasn’t stepped foot outside of his room. He stumbles out of the bedroom into the poor excuse of a bathroom that the shitty motel gave him, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts He looks up into the mirror, black bags under his eyes, because he obviously hasn’t had much sleep. A smile twitches at the end of his mouth.
Gordon Fury: A face only a mother could love.
He turns on the tap and splashes his face with water, before turning the tap back off and looking back into the mirror.
Gordon Fury: I wonder if I should shave?
I have to think about that for about one millisecond.
Gordon Fury: Nah fuck that.
I have my day already mapped out. I have a busy morning of feeling sorry for myself and crushing my mind with what ifs, followed by restlessly tossing and turning in bed. Then, some heavy drinking until I pass up. Sounds like a plan. I nearly make it back to my bed before I hear a knock at the door. I do not feel like dealing with people. I ignore it as they knock again.
?: Gordo, its Chris. I know you are in there.
Gordon Fury: No way, you can’t see me from there!
...Fuck.
Did you really just fall for that?
I blame the lack of sleep.
Uh huh.
Chris Cryptic: Yeh good one dickhead. Let me in.
Gordon Fury: Fuck off Chris, whatever you want, I’m sure it can wait. I’m really busy.
Chris Cryptic: Yeh, cause sitting in your motel room in your underpants feeling sorry for yourself is really important work.
Ok this man knows me WAY too well.
Chris Cryptic: Come on Gordo let me in. Don’t make me kick your door down.
I begrudgingly make way way over to the door and unlock it, opening the door, before walking back and sitting on a chair at a tiny round dining table in the centre of the room, squinting as the light comes through the door.
Gordon Fury: What do you want?
Chris walks through the door and clicks the lights on , before shutting the door behind him.
Gordon Fury: Dude! Not cool!
Chris Cryptic: You look like shit.
Gordon Fury: Yeh good to see you too. And for the record, I feel shitter than I look.
Chris Cryptic: Which is saying something.
Gordon Fury: Fuck you. Did you come here just to verbally abuse me, or did you want something?
Chris comes further into the room and sits on the opposite side of the table.
Chris Cryptic: Believe it or not Gordo, but I am your friend. And as your friend, when I heard you broke up with Blyss, I thought I would come and check on you. You know, cause its the done thing.
Gordon Fury: Well you came, you can see I look and feel like shit, so your job is done.
Chris gets his serious face on, the one where he looks semi retarded. It happens EVERY time.
Chris Cryptic: Look man, seriously, you can’t keep doing this. I can tell just by looking at you that you haven’t left the room in days.
Gordon Fury: Don’t tell me what to fucking do Chris. This is my fault, I deserve to feel like shit.
Oh the irony. Suddenly my head starts spinning and I put my face in my hands, as if that is somehow going to make it stop. It finally ceases as I blink to try and clear my vision up.
Kurt Lowe: It isn’t your fault Gordo.
I look up and to Chris’s left sits “Kurt”, Gordon’s dead brother.
Gordon Fury: Yeh dickhead, listen to our brother.
I look to Chris’s right, and sitting there is the “other me”. Both of these beings have been created by my subconscious to apparently “help”. Yeh right.
Gordon Fury: Well, isn’t this just great.
Chris looks at Gordo slightly concerned.
Chris Cryptic: You alright there man?
Gordon Fury: Just fucking peachy. As I was saying, this is my fault, I deserve to feel like this. Thats the long and short of it.
Gordon Fury: Stop being an ignorant bitch! You know you as well as I do, literally, that it was something we HAD to do! It was killing you being with her while not wanting to be with her.
Gordon Fury: I did want to be with her.
Chris Cryptic: I never said you didn’t.
Gordon Fury: BULLSHIT! We didn’t make the choice not to love her, but being with her was making us miserable. Doesn’t matter if it was because of her, or because of us, it was still the case.
Chris has noticed Gordon has been really quiet and weird, so he speaks up.
Gordon Fury: Look man, I know this has got to be a shitty position to be in, but you can’t keep punishing yourself for what happened. Yes you stopped loving her, and it probably did break her heart, but what else could you do, what other move could you make? Either way you were gonna be miserable, it was just a difference between long term and short term. I know you don’t want to believe it, but its fact. This gives you a chance to move on.
Gordon Fury: I don’t know man, you have my back cause you are my mate, but I need honesty, I need...
I look up at Kurt, as he looks straight back at me.
Kurt Lowe: I know how much you wanted this to work, especially after Tracey, but just as you couldn’t help that Tracey is a psycho bitch, you can’t help that you fell out of love with Blyss. Sometimes life just fucks you over, simple as that.
But now you have an opportunity to make it worth it.
Gordon Fury: Now is our chance!
Chris Cryptic: Look man you need to put this shit behind you, and you need to do it now. You know how big this match is for you this week at Heroes Also Die. This is what you have worked your whole career for. The feelings you have now, you need to use them, you need to use everything you have. Its time for you to do what I knew you would do the moment you stepped into IYHWA all those years ago. Become world champion. Its about time you show everyone why you are someone to respect once and for all. And despite how she feels about you Gordo, you know Blyss will be cheering for you as well.
I smile. For the first time in a long time I truly smile. I need to put this behind me, because I refuse to let how I feel now cost me the greatest opportunity of my life.
Gordon Fury: Thanks guys, I appreciate it.
Chris looks at him with a confused look on his face.
Chris Cryptic: Guys?
Gordon Fury: Don’t ask.
Chris Cryptic: Oh...k.
Gordon Fury: Yeh that’s what I thought, bitch.
Kurt Lowe: Be nice.
My life is so fucking retarded.
The scene fades to black on the four “men”.
“Top of the Mountain”
The scene opens up outside a comedy club. A roar of cheers is heard from inside as the door opens, and Gordon Fury walks outside, tears in his eyes as he can’t stop himself from laughing, having to lean up against the wall to brace himself. He finally manages to get himself under control as he wipes his eyes.
Gordon Fury: Holy fucking shit, that has got to be one of the funniest things I have ever seen. I legit have never seen anything more ridiculous in my life. I have no idea how the manager got a hold of Ethan Cage’s promo for this week, but man am I glad he did. Ethan, you are as predictable as you are hilarious.
I mean we have hollow insults that mean nothing, we have you trying to rattle me by bringing up my brother, and we have you being an arrogant prick and not even giving me a chance. You know Ethan, I KINDA expected more from you, but, just as Raine is every night, I am disappointed.
THAT is how you pull off a meaningless insult Ethan. If you are gonna do it, can you at least do it right? You see Ethan, you can call into question everything I am, everything I stand for, but you CANNOT take away how much this match means to me. To you, this match is simply another title defence, as proven about how you are already looking forward to James Shark. I am just a number to you, and all that does Ethan, is piss me off.
And that is bad.
Indeed it is.
Gordon Fury: This match is EVERYTHING to me Ethan. While you have taken the better part of 2 months off, only wrestling to defend your title, I have been wrestling every single fucking match I have been booked for, busting my arse to earn this shot. Make no mistake fuck face, you didn’t give me this shot, I earned it. Why? Because not only had a earned my shot well in advance of Heroes Also Die, but I played the fuck out of you. Of course I knew you would accept my challenge, are you kidding me? You see Ethan, you carrying on about how I need love is fucking hilarious, since you are the biggest respect whore on planet earth.
You are the world champion, the top of the company, the apparent best we have. And yet people don’t just simply not like you, they don't respect you, as a champion or as a wrestler. And that drives you mad doesn’t it? That people like Griffin Hawkins, even after losing to you, STILL has more respect that you. That I, never even having had a world title shot before this, is STILL more respected than you. You don’t have to be liked to be respected. Look at Corey Casey and Brandon Macdonald. I hate those 2 men, and yet I respect them for what they did as World Champion. You aren’t even considered in their league, you aren’t even mentioned in the same fucking sentence. Despite your arrogant exposure, you are an insecure little boy who is just looking for someone to acknowledge you.
So I knew I was getting a world title shot before I even stepped out onto the fucking stage, because I knew you were gonna be easy as fuck to manipulate.
The best thing about it though, is that you reflect your own insecurities in your fucking promo! I mean check this out, I wrote this down while I was inside.
Gordon pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and starts reading it.
Gordon Fury: Ahem “You run your mouth on and on about nothing, you show no confidence in who you are. You are just another tag line, you service no one, you are a fluff piece.” Now that definitely does sound like someone in this match Ethan, but is sure as shit ain't me. This is not the only time you do it throughout the promo either, and each time I pissed myself so hard, only confirming the thoughts I had about you before it.
You know, that wasn’t the only thought I had about you though, but, once again, you opened your stupid fucking mouth and confirmed it, and that is when you brought up my brother. Now bringing that up does nothing for you except push my buttons, so why would you need to do that? Simple, because you, Ethan Cage, are scared of me.
Gordon Fury: You have never fought someone like me before. You know how hard I am to stop when I am driven to achieve something, you know how unpredictable I can be in that ring. The fact is, despite your bravado, you doubt that one on one, in that ring, world title on the line, that you can beat me. And all your little jab did was let me know it.
Ethan I don’t doubt you have in ring skill, and I don’t doubt that you have retained your title this far because of that skill. But who have you beaten? Griff? Been there done that, except I didn’t have to lose to him first. Alex? Everyone knows Corey Casey won you that match, dont kid yourself. Not only that, but I beat Axle Vengeance one match removed from one of the biggest wins in his career.
You think you have everything in this match Ethan, you think your defense is guaranteed. But I KNOW I am leaving Heroes Also Die as world champion, because unlike you, I have no fear. Its time for you to face the fury...
...mate.
Gordon walks out of shot as the scene fades to black.