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Symptoms And Cures
Topic Started: Jan 26 2013, 01:06 AM (69 Views)
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The Bastard of the Dreadfort.
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Part One: White Knuckles

The sound of early morning traffic rumbled outside his hotel window as the sun beams fought to break through the shades pulled shut as if to close out the world. For a week Gavin had stayed behind in San Francisco while others in the company; the production trucks and personal had headed north to Portland. Gavin had taken a liking to the city; weather it was the long steep hills that the trolls ran over, where each trip down was a wish for the end to come. Or maybe that this place felt like home, felt liked Boston minus the snow. Weather the case may be Gavin had been staying in some cheap motel for the last few days, away from the hipsters and Harvey Milk-esq protest and rallies for equality and rights.

To be fair you could of just called this place Oakland as the city was just a few blocks away. But as Gavin sat in his hotel room, bags packed for his journey to the Rose City he heard a knocking on the door. Visitors have been nothing but absent in his stay here give or take the visits of cleaning ladies and various interns delivering Gavin a plane ticket and a notice that he will be supervised for the next week. But Gavin could care less about the supervision as he felt it was just smoke being blown because of an incident New Era could of prevented. Gavin knew that all this could have been avoided if he wasn’t booked with Doc, he knew that the blood that dripped from his lips that night could have been nothing if New Era was smart.

But Gavin just shrugged it off as the knocking continued, walking to the door he opens and see’s a sight rather surprising to his eyes.

“Hey..I’m…I’m here to take you to the airport.”

Her voice was soft spoken with hints of fear lingering behind each word. It was clear that whomever this was that was picking up Gavin would rather run with a suit made of steak through a field of hungry wolves then deal with this. But Gavin he didn’t tremble or feel sadness; but rather he grinned as he turned his back to her and grabbed his duffel bag and backpack off the bed. Shaking his head he can’t help but chuckle as he turns back to the door and we see who it was. No intern or some rental car lady but rather New Era’s own Samantha Roddick standing at the door. Away from her formal clothes and summer dresses she stood there looking well normal in a flannel shirt and leggings and a pair of knee length leather boots. She looked like this was the least thing she wanted to do as Gavin and herself made their way down the hotel steps and into the parking lot.

Samantha: “So…interesting place to stay”

She tried to make conversation as a way to not get hurt, but she knew it wasn’t going to help her at breaking Gavin’s silence as they got to her rental car, a forest green 2010 Ford Fusion Hybrid. Gavin just couldn’t help but chuckling at the sight as he places his bags into the trunk; zipping his hoodie up and then entering the car he pulls out his phone as Sam starts the car. The two sat there for 10 minutes of silence; no music nor conversation really broke each other’s lips as only the sounds of the wind pressing over the car were the indicator of noise. 10 minutes had passed before anyone said anything; and funny enough it was Gavin who spared the conversation.

Gavin: “There’s a McDonalds on the right, pull in and lets get something to eat before we leave.”

He said as Sam just nodded; thought he wasn’t demanding she followed in pure fear and a moment later the two were pulling into the establishment. It was a little worn down compared to the newer restaurants around, and for 9:15 am it was quiet. But then again they were caught between a rush of the late morning commuters and the early lunch rush.

Sliding his phone back into his pocket Sam looks rather surprised to see a McDonalds parking lot empty as the two walk towards the restaurant. But before she could even react let alone process what is happening we see Gavin snap and grab Sam by the throat and slam her into the side of the restaurant, the back of her head bouncing off the brick wall causing her to whimper as she reaches up to see if there was any blood. But as she reached up Gavin with his free hand quickly pins it back down to her side before placing it behind her back as he presses her body into the wall with his forearm.

Samantha: “Wh…Why are you doing this?”

She asks with faint tears rolling down her cheek as Gavin just closes his eyes and puts his face into hers, inhaling deeply before putting his forehead onto hers.

Gavin: “You smell good; like tootsie rolls and strawberries”

He mutters to Sam who struggles to fight out of his hold, but her struggling only made Gavin drive his forearm deeper into her chest.

Gavin: “Don’t do that Sam; you don’t want to ruin the fun now do you.”

He whispers to her as he uses his freehand once more and with ease pops the buttons off her shirt and looks down to see Sam rocking a black lace bra, her body trembling against his as the tears flow more and more down her cheek.

Samantha: “Please I’ll do anything.”

She says between gasping breaths, Gavin can’t help but give that sick and twisted grin as he wraps his index finger around the middle of her bra, pulling it down just lightly before snapping it back onto her skin.

Gavin: “Sam why doesn’t anyone like me?”

Her face full of tears is taken at this comment, what she thought was the worse became something much more and completely different then what she had envisioned as her body still lays pinned next to the wall.

Gavin: “Why does everyone who sees me run away, treat me to be some cartoon villain or monster.”

Her tears now gone Sam just stands there shocked by what she’s hearing while still trying to move out of the forearm that has her pinned against the wall.

Gavin: “I don’t mean to hurt people, it just gets me going you know? When I see them bleed it’s like I become a bull in the ring and the wounded matador is just waiting for me to charge. And last week I felt that same feeling when I dug my teeth into Doc’s fucking skull and I made him suffer like a man should suffer.”

Gavin releases his forearm off Sam but before she could even get an inch off the wall she is quickly pinned back Gavin who puts his other forearm into her chest.

Gavin: “When I saw Doc laying motionless last week; it was like Christmas and Halloween came together and gave me a present too sweet for one to really take a hold of. But what got me most Sam wasn’t the blood pouring down Doc’s face or the echoing boos that rained down on me like fire from the sky. What really got me was your face when everything went down, that look of disbelief and terror mixed in with true, honest care for someone who you really don’t give a shit about.”

Gavin releases Sam off the wall and she quickly manages to get away from her prison her shirt blowing open in the breeze but her attention isn’t her exposed bra or how the chill is causing her skin to cover with goose bumps. What she finds most intriguing is how Gavin keeps punching the brick wall, over and over and over his fist connects with the stone his knuckles turning white from each connecting blow. But as he went to connect with another Sam quickly grabs his arm and throws him into the wall, unsure what he would do.

Gavin: “Why do you do things like that? Give people the benefit of the doubt on actions they make?”

Gavin asks as he sinks down the wall and sits on the ground.

Gavin: “Why would you even give a fuck about me Sam? No one else does; this company sees me as a cash cow that brings in the youtube views on the latest fucked up thing I do. The fans treat me like some pariah unaware of what it took for me to get here, and hell the only person I ever carried about walked out on me 7 months ago and each day I’ve been asking myself what’s the point.”

Gavin: “What’s the point in living when each time I fall asleep all I can do is taste her in my mouth, her smell becomes everything around me and she haunts me like a ghost that I can’t rid myself of. Sam it’s getting worse, I can’t sleep, I can barely eat…”

Gavin chuckles to himself as he looks up at the sky.

Gavin: “And yet here I am pouring my heart out to someone who doesn’t give a shit, five minutes ago I was ready to pounce on you like a tiger in heat and now you are bearing witness to yet another collapse of my mind. And all I can wonder is why you haven’t called the cops yet; why I haven’t been made accountable for what I’ve done.”

Gavin looks at Sam who is kneeling in front of him, taking in everything she has heard.

Samantha: “If I said you were a good person Gavin I would be telling myself a lie, because I look at you and I see the things you have done and I see the monster you have made yourself to become. But I hear you, I hear the cries and the deepest confessions that people would kill to hear and all I can say is nothing.”

She pauses for a brief moment as Gavin looks into her eyes, Sam giving him a look of honest trust and care.

Samantha: “Deep down I know you are a good person Gavin, deep down I now you are not this psychopathic monster that everyone fears; deep down you are a man with feelings that need to be let out.”

She stands up and shakes the dirt off her knees.

Samantha: “Plus when you pinned me against the wall you broke my phone so calling for help became something of a non-factor.”

Letting out a chuckle Gavin pulls himself off the ground and stares at Sam, and whether it was an act of kindness or the fact that a car had just rolled into the parking lot that had read Oakland Police we watch as Gavin takes his hoodie off and puts it over Sam who quickly zips it up to cover her chest. For a moment or two they stood in silence before forgetting food all together and Gavin and Sam walking back to the car, Sam unlocking and entering the car first as Gavin takes an extra second to look at the sky once more before letting out his sick, sadistic grin he wears ever so proudly before ending back into Sam’s rental, the two soon after pulling out of the parking lot and out of frame as the camera fades to static.

Part Two: The Downsides

Days had passed since Gavin’s little breakdown in the parking lot, days had passed but nothing has changed. In the corner of his hotel room we find Gavin sitting alone, staring out at the Portland city skyline from his little rented hotel room. Outside of meals and a few promoted events he had to appear at he hasn’t left his room, he has just sat in a conferrable silence with only the humming of the fan in his laptop and the music that he would play from time to time to kill the defining silence that would drive most men mad. After a few moments of just solid silence we see him shift in his chair a bit, pulling his feet up to sit Indian style in his arm chair before dropping his head and chuckling before speaking to the ever impatient camera he has set in front of him.

“Last week I sent a message to everyone in New Era; I showed that that when you send out a lamb to slaughter you get something much worse than just the head. Doc was that lamb and I made him suffer for his own personal sins.”

“I made him become not just the slaughtered to all of you fans that thought he could stop the hate machine that is me, but I made him the image of what happens when you send a lamb to do the work that only I can stop.”

Gavin chuckles at those words as if they were some grand joke only he could get the punch line from.

“And the hate machine that is pumping black blood through this stone heart isn’t done just yet, the heads of the board have ever so graciously given me yet another lamb to the monster that I am. And what a pretty little lamb is it they are sending to her proverbial end.”

Gavin uncrosses his legs and stands from the chair only to side step to the left to look out the window better.

“Reya; last week you fought tooth and nail against Slater for the No Limits championship and I will give you credit where credit is due. You fought long and hard but yet you found a limit and that limit was defeat. But what gets me is the praise you receive, you are talked about like some young god; a women with no downside but yet the downsides you are about to find come in the form of my suffocating shadow.”

Gavin lets out a sick grin as he leans his forearm on the window.

“Reya I truly hope you are as smart as you are beautiful because it would be a shame to break such a pretty face like yours. But what would hurt more is the joy I am going to receive as I wear your blood like I did to Doc last week.”

“Because everything you ever thought you knew about wrestling, about life, and about the almighty father himself will cross your mind as your eyes roll back into a darkness that will haunt you forever more.”

On those words we watch as the grin from Gavin’s face fade away like the stars during the break of dawn and in an instant we see Gavin whip his arm at the camera, shattering the lens before the feed abruptly cuts to dead air and static.
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