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Post by Alexander McQueen on Jan 11, 2009 3:32:02 GMT -6
Alexander felt this new surge of aggression open up inside him after his match. Megan chased him down in the backstage area.
"Wait! Aww see I told you they are dogs... my poor baby."
She tries to comfort me and I push her away. I see the hurt on her face, but nothing inside me wants to believe it right now.
"Megan I just want to be alone right now. I... I felt different out there... seeing..."
"Seeing what? I'm confused Alex... What you don't want to be around me anymore? I took you in and I built you back up from the scum that you turned into in that prison cell."
"LOOK! I never said that... ugh! I just need to think ok? GET ... OFF ... MY ... NUTS!"
I turn and walk away from her not really caring what she thinks this second. All I can think of is that inside that ring I couldn't pull the trigger. Pain... When she'd yanked me off Jason it felt worse then when Megan scolds me. I've never felt that... What's wrong with me?
Down the hallway a little it sounded as though somebody was sarcastically clapping. I looked up and noticed the person. Not anyone I really knew, but then again maybe I do know them and this memory loss is blocking it.
TBC: Open
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Post by Justina James on Jan 11, 2009 4:26:34 GMT -6
Standing at the other end of the hall is Justina James. Her sarcastic clapping getting harder. She stops, laughing a little as she approaches McQueen. The look of confusion on his face has Justina a little confused herself.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Before Alexander can respond, Justina tosses her arm around him.
"So, how are you feeling after your match?"
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Post by Alexander McQueen on Jan 11, 2009 13:39:44 GMT -6
Slightly feeling like a deer wanting to run, but frozen there what could I tell her? That I feel like I'm not really the person I thought I was. That I feel like I'm remembering somebody Else's life not mine... I gave her the only answer I could think of.
"Fine... Is there any other way I should be feeling?"
I still feel ashamed that I got beaten, I just felt that I should be able to take down a huge disadvantage. Maybe I'm holding myself in too high of standards to meet. I'm looking at the woman, she seemed fimiliar looking, but no name popping in my head.
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Post by Justina James on Jan 11, 2009 17:55:21 GMT -6
I remove my arm from around him. Placing my hands at his shoulders as I step in front of him. I question Alexanders response.
Justina James: "Angry. You should feel angry. You should feel ready to attack. Anyone would, what's wrong with you?"
I wrapped my arms around Alexander's neck, moving in a little closer to him.
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Post by Alexander McQueen on Jan 12, 2009 19:32:18 GMT -6
My face morphed into a scared virginal expression of question. "Uh... you coming on to me?"
I had attached to Megan just because she seemed to have a lot of balls, and this was exactly how she hooked me. Why should I attack... though I did feel that way to begin with once I see she was a female making the mocking sound it all instantly caged up. Suddenly a shrilling yell echoed over us. "HEY! Get your hands off him BITCH!"
Megan followed me to no big surprise and pushed Justina off of me getting into her face. "What do you think you are doing?!"
I shrug in the background with Justin looking over Megan's shoulder to me. I guess she is either that protective or that possessive of me.
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Post by Justina James on Jan 12, 2009 20:00:04 GMT -6
Instead of getting angry, Justina just smiled. She took a step back from this blond, keeping herself calm. She took another glance at Alexander.
Justina James: "I take it this is your girlfriend?"
Justina turned her attention back to the blond in front of her.
Justina James: "I'm not having a very good night. So touch me again and I will make sure to paint the walls with your blood."
The rage built up in Justina was ready to burst and if Megan messed with the bull, she was going to get the horns.
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Post by Alexander McQueen on Jan 12, 2009 21:40:32 GMT -6
Megan is slightly taken by the comment, but has too much of an ego to fully show anything at all. She smirked with a devilish little grin and put her arm around Alexander. "Just jealous because I own him and you don't. That's alright you can keep looking..."
I am feeling my stomach go into knots at this point... I was getting tired of being a pound puppy, but I have no where else to go to... no friends... family... I don't have anything.
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Post by Justina James on Jan 12, 2009 21:55:34 GMT -6
She smirked, watching Megan place her arm around Alexander. Justina approaches the not so happy couple and shoves Megan's arm from around him. Then Justina shoves Megan.
Justina James: "He's not your property bitch, he's a human being in case you didn't notice. He doesn't have to stay with you if he doesn't want to."
Justina turns her attention to Alexander.
Justina James: "Because Alexander, you, can come with me.
Justina grabbed his hand and looked at him. First invested to use him but is seeing that being with Megan may not be best for him.
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Post by Alexander McQueen on Jan 13, 2009 0:42:30 GMT -6
The claws came out as Alexander let Justina pulls him away. Megan gripped her arms around Justina both of the women going down.
The panic spread through out my body. I admit is was actually pretty hot watching the two, but I had to stop them. Something caught the corner of my eye. a folding steel chair leaning against the wall I took it and watched them. Justin seemed to have the advantage, but then Megan rolled her over quickly I slammed her over the back of the head. Then I dropped it and yanked Justina with me before she kicked Megan's knocked out body for one last word.
I raced down the hallway taking Justina along with me then when I felt we were far enough I drop my grip and bang my fist against the wall. "FUCK!"
I hit it again the aggravation and worry seeping off of me. "GOD DAMN IT!"
I fall down and sit there letting my hood on my hoodie cover my in a shadow. What am I supose to do now?
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Post by Justina James on Jan 13, 2009 2:36:37 GMT -6
An Ice Queen on TV but her heart is soft. The pain Alexander is showing is tearing her apart. The guilt is overwhelming her brain and she can't take much more of it. Justina kneels down in front of Alexander. Her hands placed at his knees.
Justina James: "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have started things up with Megan. It's just that, girls like her they make me want to kill someone. She obviously didn't care about you, she called you her property."
She lowered her head in disgrace. He was innocent in this and she was making things worse for him. Justina slowly slides her hands up his arms and to his head, pulling the hood off his head. She places her finger under his chin and lifts his head.
Justina James: "Come home with me. We'll talk and we'll sort out whatever's going on with you."
Justina stands up, extending her hand to Alexander.
Justina James: "Come on. Let's go."
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Post by Alexander McQueen on Jan 14, 2009 16:00:45 GMT -6
I shook my head when she placed her finger under my chin making me feel like a princess type movie and I am the princess. Looking up at her as she stood up, I guess it can't hurt I really have no place else to go. Everything of mine that was with Megan was really stuff she bought me anyway.
"Alright..."
I cough quickly to fix my voice from it's softness and grabbed her hand yanking my self up. I made Justina tilt forward and caught her so that she didn't tip over.
"Heh, sorry ... guess I pulled to hard. .... Well you lead the way, I'll go where you go."
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Post by Justina James on Jan 30, 2009 9:42:50 GMT -6
She smiled. She grabbed his hand, intertwining their fingers, as she started walking off.
Justina James: "So, where did you meet that blonde bitch, anyway?"
I look at Alexander and smile.
Justina James: "She doesn't seem like your type."
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Post by Alexander McQueen on Jan 30, 2009 12:04:21 GMT -6
"I've been in lock up for a long time... one day she came in talked to the warren and walked out with me. I guess it was just like going to a dog pound for her, she was helping me."
I look down feeling a warm feeling from her fingers intertwined with mine. Yes Megan sort of bought me, can I really just walk away? Either way I feel more like a human in this moment.
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