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let out a huge breath; he had finally finished his repetitions on the bench.
It was the highest weight he had ever lifted and he had lifted it more times
than ever. He only stopped because he did not want to injure himself; the pain
was not a factor, not a negative one anyway. He was in top physical condition,
better than ever. He had planned a build-up over months, slowly the muscles
became bigger and harder and now he was at his peak Physically
he was ready for Fudge but mentally he wasn’t sure about. He had been
depressed, his relationship with Fudge’s sister had been off and on a lot,
her temperament was all over the place, the fact she was pregnant sent
hormones flying every which way and Breeze was irritable and grouchy most of
the time. This led to constant bickering among them and often tempers flared
and words were exchanged that pierced through their defences Breeze
became a mess over this, he could never please her, she asked for things he
couldn’t get. Then went mad at him because he couldn’t get them, then if
he managed to do it, no matter how much it cost she would complain it wasn’t
right or she didn’t like it. Breeze was already in a mood before she did
this then after ten minutes in her company he would be raging and punching
walls. She would even taunt him to hit her, she was irrepressible. He
thought sometimes she only stayed with him at his mansion to make his life
hell. She would constantly moan, she was spiteful and devious and he
couldn’t throw her out of his house, she was pregnant with his child and
plus he loved her too much and she knew this, she played on it to her fullest
advantage, and it worked In
a few minutes he would have to see her again. He would try to avoid it but she
had the maids looking out for him. If he got caught leaving without her
permission or approval then she would lecture him for what seemed like ages.
He didn’t even try to sneak out; he would probably get caught. Now he would
just tell her he was going out and suffer any abuse she could throw at him. It
was a horrible way to live but there was nothing he could do. She was
unbelievable; she would be waiting for him to come home at night and then
would come to Spanish Inquisition. And then the insults, how he was not good
enough for her, how she thought it terrible she had to be pregnant and why he
didn’t, and how he was ungrateful and how he was an asshole and how all men
in general were and why it was allowed to become impregnated. It was like a
broken record; she would not give up. Breeze’s life was far from great at
the moment. And she was the main problem in it. He left
the room after cleaning himself up and walked downstairs, Hayley had
‘requested’ his attendance and to not show up would have caused a major
fuss. So he walked downstairs, being gently reminded by Maids that he was due
there any second, they didn’t want to dodge dishes all night from Hayley and
so Breeze helped try to stop Hayley’s mood swings for the sake of the whole
household. He got to the outside of the living room door, took a deep breath
then walked in. Hayley’s
first look at him gave him a sickening feeling of déjà vu and he sighed Hayley’s
eyes narrowed: Why such a sigh? Breeze:
I think I know what’s coming up Hayley’s
voice raised a few octaves: What is coming up James? The great wonderful James
Breeze who can do nothing wrong, who even knows how to read minds now Breeze
sighed yet again Breeze:
Look can you just tell me what you want Hayley’s
eyes
narrowed: I want to know why you didn’t tell me about HWA ReBirth? Breeze’s
shock was profound; he was not expecting this. He had got the cable and
satellite men to take off the channels that had any association with the HWA
or any wrestling. He had blamed this on a problem soon to be fixed. She was
too snappy to be suspicious, now somehow she had found out, or so it seemed Breeze:
What about it? Hayley:
I think you know Breeze
didn’t answer Hayley:
Good plan, considering you knew Ste only phoned once every week to see how I
was and usually on a Tuesday, and getting those stations turned off, pure
genius. You forgot though or neglected the fact this match is massive, it is
being covered by more than just a few stations, there was a promotion for it
on NBC, during the advertisements. It’s the biggest match to come out of HWA
in a while and they seem to spending a lot on it. Silly boy The
latter comment was made in the most patronizing tone imaginable Breeze:
I really don’t want to be doing this right now Hayley:
Why, need to concentrate so that when tomorrow comes you can finally kick my
brother’s ass? Breeze:
Look, its not like that, its nothing personal Hayley:
It’s nothing personal? Is that some kind of sick joke or have you been
smoking marijuana up in that room of yours all day? Breeze:
Look, it can’t be helped Hayley:
It’s Ste for god’s sake, what are you thinking of? Breeze:
Please drop it Hayley:
No, you are not going tomorrow and that’s final Breeze
spluttered:
What? Hayley:
You heard me! Breeze:
I am not missing the biggest match of my life because you don’t feel like
letting me do it! Hayley:
I don’t feel like letting you do it? It’s my brother, you’re, you’re
my… Breeze:
What? Hayley:
You’re the father of this brat inside of me, you will not fight him
tomorrow, you will have to go through me first Breeze:
I haven’t got time for this, I’m going upstairs to prepare further for my
match, the one I will be going to tomorrow Hayley:
By hell you will Hayley
threw herself in front of Breeze Breeze:
I haven’t got time for dramatics, if you want to help your brother pray I
die in my sleep tonight, or he does, it’s the only way this match won’t
take place Hayley:
Please, don’t Breeze:
Why? What is the big deal? Hayley:
Look, you two have been through more than most, it’s not just a match, I
know the situation between you two, your greed and thirst and jealousy over
him. And I know him just as well. Don’t do this, it will not lead to
anything good. Only one thing can come out of this Breeze:
What’s that? Hayley:
The
Destruction of you both Breeze:
So be it… Hayley
slapped him square across the face Hayley:
You will die before I let this happen Breeze’s
eyes convulsed and his mouth frothed His
anger raised to its maximum and he became oblivious of all actions afterwards,
his insanity started again. He regained his senses again, he did not know what
had happened between the time he was in control of his actions and now. He
looked around, plates had been smashed, that could have been anyone. He shook
his head and his vision was clearer. Hayley
was on the floor, her head was bleeding. Breeze looked over at her, she raised
her head, there were tears flowing down her cheeks. Breeze choked for breath,
her eyes gazed onto his, striking through his defences. He did not know what
had happened, he thought the worst. He walked over to Hayley and fell beside
her, he tried to touch her but she cowered away, frightened. She slowly got up
and walked away, Breeze did not have the heart to speak That
was probably the worst moment of his life Later
on that night he went to walk into Hayley’s room, something stopped him, she
was speaking, he could hear her from outside the room Hayley
was crying Hayley:
No its alright, leave it, I don’t think he meant it Silence Hayley:
I know you’re my brother but there is nothing you can do Silence Hayley:
Please… No There
was silence after that Breeze
gave up after 10 minutes and entered his own room ReBirth
was coming up, less than 24 hours he would go up against his only fear.
Defeat. It was one he never usually feared, now he did. He feared it more than
fear itself, this was pivoting, the decider. The Great Beyond held the answer
he had been searching for, for most of his life. Was he good enough? Time
would tell, it always did, it was inevitable, as inevitable as hate itself |