Post by Roberto Verona on Jun 15, 2013 13:56:55 GMT
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Roberto! Wait!
What makes you think I want to speak to you?
Oh come on, Bernard used me too!
Really? This is the angle you’re going with this?
I had no idea anybody saw us, I was only…
Only what? Trying to lure me into bed?
Can you blame me?
I don’t believe this… I was happy, Issie, for the first time in my life I had everything I wanted, and you just had to ruin it. Why? Why can’t you just accept we are over.
Roberto, please…
Isabella tries to gently grab his arm, but Verona pulls it away.
No. Listen to me, you’ve done more than enough damage. What we had ended years ago, you need to move on.
We can work this out!
There isn’t anything to work out, I did what you wanted to get the shares I needed in IWF, I am sorry if you felt there was more to it, but there wasn’t. You have to stop clinging to the past, or it is going to destroy you.
Suddenly, Isabella bursts into tears, Verona rolls his eyes.
The crocodile tears aren’t going to work on me.
They’re not fake!
Please, I know you better than that, Issie. You’ve always been a manipulator, but it won’t work on me. It never did. You’re not a little girl anymore, you need to stop shutting the world out. I’ve got go…
Roberto turns, shaking his head, before leaving but as we look back Isabella’s tear suddenly stop and the expression on her face is replaced with one of pure fury, her fists clenched as the fire ignites in her eyes.
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Roberto! Wait!
What makes you think I want to speak to you?
Oh come on, Bernard used me too!
Really? This is the angle you’re going with this?
I had no idea anybody saw us, I was only…
Only what? Trying to lure me into bed?
Can you blame me?
I don’t believe this… I was happy, Issie, for the first time in my life I had everything I wanted, and you just had to ruin it. Why? Why can’t you just accept we are over.
Roberto, please…
Isabella tries to gently grab his arm, but Verona pulls it away.
No. Listen to me, you’ve done more than enough damage. What we had ended years ago, you need to move on.
We can work this out!
There isn’t anything to work out, I did what you wanted to get the shares I needed in IWF, I am sorry if you felt there was more to it, but there wasn’t. You have to stop clinging to the past, or it is going to destroy you.
Suddenly, Isabella bursts into tears, Verona rolls his eyes.
The crocodile tears aren’t going to work on me.
They’re not fake!
Please, I know you better than that, Issie. You’ve always been a manipulator, but it won’t work on me. It never did. You’re not a little girl anymore, you need to stop shutting the world out. I’ve got go…
Roberto turns, shaking his head, before leaving but as we look back Isabella’s tear suddenly stop and the expression on her face is replaced with one of pure fury, her fists clenched as the fire ignites in her eyes.
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Congratulations, kid.
You got everybody’s attention.
I mean if I wasn’t laying on my back, my whole world a crimson blur, I may have even been able to enjoy the whole affair because quite honestly, I’ve never been on the receiving end of something so ruthless, so calculating…
Something I can identify with.
I can’t sit here and cry like a little girl because you got the jump on me Bernard, I wrote the God damn playbook on playing dirty. I’ve bust my best friends wide open to pick up victories in throw away matches, a week after becoming champion I kicked the Ace in the balls just because I could. The fact is that in this business, I’ve done anything necessary to get ahead, no matter how morally dubious it may be, so for me to stand here and complain because the boot is on the other foot would be hypocritical.
I didn’t enjoy the concussion, but part of me did enjoy the fact that I have been able to inspire so much hatred from you.
To know that after everything you’ve put me through this is all because deep down you’re jealous that you father has moved beyond this perceived slight and I have deprived you of that opportunity to impress him. Once again when I do the right thing, I’ve rubbed somebody up the wrong way.
Seems that I’ve still “got it”.
I have just spent the better part of three years being hated and despised by 99% of the NCW roster for doing the right thing for their futures and what thanks have I gotten? That is a rhetorical question, Bernard, because the answer is absolutely fuck all, but the point is, what makes you feel like I would be intimidated to be hated by yet another person?
You’re just another person on a long list of guys who have it in for me.
The only thing that separates you from them is the one reason I have taken the bait; you’ve decided to make this personal. I know, I know it is the absolute height of the clichéd wrestling feud but the fact is, I can’t even sit down in my own living room and recover from the concussion you gave me because the woman I love has had her soul crushed on live television.
And for what?
To goad me into a wrestling match? To drag my name through the dirt to restore honour to your own? Just because you get off on air dirty laundry to millions of people?
You’re like a much more rugged evil version of Taylor Swift.
I did what it took to make sure that IWF came to fruition and I secured my rightful position within this company and I certainly won’t apologise to you for that, Bernard. I don’t care if I slighted the de Montfort name, this isn’t a game of Mafia Wars, your father see’s that.
Why don’t you?
I am willing to accept the consequences of my actions…
Are you?
Hannah may never forgive me but if there is one last thing I can do for her, it is going to be to beat you to within an inch of your life live on pay per view for the whole world to see, so you can feel the shame she felt, so you can live the same the pain she has had to for two weeks and when it is done I will do exactly what I promised to do.
Take a step back.
I will deprive you of another opportunity to continue this pottery crusade in perpetuity, it ends this week. All of the pain you have needlessly caused to get your hands on me, your time feeding off my name to earn a place in the spotlight… it all stops, Bernard.
You wanted me.
You’ve got me.
But I don’t think you understand what you’ve gotten yourself into. This isn’t going to be a wrestling match, this isn’t going to be a contest to propel you into a beautiful career, this is going to be a war. I don’t care if I win, I don’t care if I lose.
All I care about is hurting you.
Frankly wins or losses are moot point to me now, I have achieved everything I ever wanted to in my wrestling career. I am the longest reigning company champion in NCW history, I have ended streaks and I have accumulated accolades like skittles and most importantly, after all of that sacrifice, I am have placed myself in a position where I am able to bring about tangible change to the wrestling business.
Nothing that happens this weekend will tarnish that.
You may have made an impact, Bernard, but you made a fundamental mistake. Never get yourself in too deep. You have over extended yourself, all in the name of impressing your father and all you’ve done is embarrass him further. You’ve completely erased any possibility of fulfilling the purpose of this mission and in you pompous over-confidence you’ve entered a little too far into enemy territory.
Now you’re going to be consumed.
Welcome to your Stalingrad, Bernard.
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Hannah, I am sorry, I just came to collect a few things, I’ll be gone before…
Verona can barely finish his sentence before Hannah takes a few strides forward and with one almighty motion plants a huge slap across his face, her nostrils flared as Verona just jerks in shock, staying completely still.
I deserved that…
Roberto grabs his cheek and nods his head, looking down at the floor.
Look I will be gone in a few minutes, if you want to just slap me to your heart’s content then be my guest.
Hannah stares at Roberto, raising her hand before finally lowering it and shaking her head, turning her back on him as he sighs. Roberto finishes putting a few items in his gym bag before he heads towards the front door before stopping.
I am sorry for hurting you, Hannah. I know you won’t believe me, but I truly am.
Roberto leans forward and grabs the door handle but as he does, Hannah calls out after him.
Why did you do it?
Hannah, I didn’t set out to hurt you…
Just answer the question.
…to secure our future.
Hannah scoffs.
Great job.
Roberto drops his gym bag and turns back to face Hannah.
Look, I know you won’t believe me, and honestly I don’t blame you, but the fact is I did absolutely nothing, regardless of what some grainy little voyeur video may suggest. She came onto me, I pushed her back and I left, that is the end of it. The only thing I am ashamed of is the fact I didn’t tell you about it.
You expect me to believe you?
No, I just said…look, I am not going to start trying to justify myself to you, Hannah, because I can’t. I placed myself in a position I knew could potentially be twisted against me to ensure that I got my position in IWF. I did it to secure our future because that was all that mattered to me but I realise that I’ve basically ensured we no longer have one…
That isn’t your decision to make…
No, you’re right, it is yours.
And if I tell you leave?
Then I will, even if it hurts me to do so…
Hannah sighs.
Why are you doing this?
Doing what?
Giving up.
I don’t…
I have been sat here for two weeks, thoughts running through my head, trying my best to wrestle with the bombshell you dropped on me and throughout all of that I haven’t heard from you. Not even once. It’s like you want me to believe everything that people have been saying about you…
That’s not true, Hannah…I’ve wanted to defend myself, I’ve wanted to beg you for forgiveness because I know that nothing happened it’s just… I thought you’d been hurt enough…
So you didn’t even try to fight for us?
I know it doesn’t make sense…
No, it doesn’t. The Roberto I fell in love with was passionate, he’d fight for what is right…but you’ve let everyone think your this sleazy, no good cheat.
I don’t care what anybody else thinks, Hannah, all I cared about was what you thought. Who gives a shit what the boys in the back think or the people at home, all I care about is you, all I’ve ever cared about is you, I’ve done things nobody should be proud of, all to try and build a secure future for you and me. All I ever wanted was to wake up every day knowing you’d be in my life, no matter where our jobs took us. That’s why I took the stupidest risk of my life… for us, it sounds so stupid, but then it was, but the fact is I’d do anything for you, even drag my own name through the mud…I’ve taken every shot people have wanted to throw to protect you and even though I resigned myself to you never wanting to see me again, I’d still do anything it took to stop you hurting…
Hannah stands in silence, trying to keep her tears back, Verona looks at the floor.
Look, I understand, I’m going to go…
As Verona turns he suddenly feels Hannah grab his wrist firmly. He turns to look at her.
No… stay. You want to prove to me that you haven’t just given up?. Stop trying to run away. It’s time to face the music.
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Hannah, I am sorry, I just came to collect a few things, I’ll be gone before…
Verona can barely finish his sentence before Hannah takes a few strides forward and with one almighty motion plants a huge slap across his face, her nostrils flared as Verona just jerks in shock, staying completely still.
I deserved that…
Roberto grabs his cheek and nods his head, looking down at the floor.
Look I will be gone in a few minutes, if you want to just slap me to your heart’s content then be my guest.
Hannah stares at Roberto, raising her hand before finally lowering it and shaking her head, turning her back on him as he sighs. Roberto finishes putting a few items in his gym bag before he heads towards the front door before stopping.
I am sorry for hurting you, Hannah. I know you won’t believe me, but I truly am.
Roberto leans forward and grabs the door handle but as he does, Hannah calls out after him.
Why did you do it?
Hannah, I didn’t set out to hurt you…
Just answer the question.
…to secure our future.
Hannah scoffs.
Great job.
Roberto drops his gym bag and turns back to face Hannah.
Look, I know you won’t believe me, and honestly I don’t blame you, but the fact is I did absolutely nothing, regardless of what some grainy little voyeur video may suggest. She came onto me, I pushed her back and I left, that is the end of it. The only thing I am ashamed of is the fact I didn’t tell you about it.
You expect me to believe you?
No, I just said…look, I am not going to start trying to justify myself to you, Hannah, because I can’t. I placed myself in a position I knew could potentially be twisted against me to ensure that I got my position in IWF. I did it to secure our future because that was all that mattered to me but I realise that I’ve basically ensured we no longer have one…
That isn’t your decision to make…
No, you’re right, it is yours.
And if I tell you leave?
Then I will, even if it hurts me to do so…
Hannah sighs.
Why are you doing this?
Doing what?
Giving up.
I don’t…
I have been sat here for two weeks, thoughts running through my head, trying my best to wrestle with the bombshell you dropped on me and throughout all of that I haven’t heard from you. Not even once. It’s like you want me to believe everything that people have been saying about you…
That’s not true, Hannah…I’ve wanted to defend myself, I’ve wanted to beg you for forgiveness because I know that nothing happened it’s just… I thought you’d been hurt enough…
So you didn’t even try to fight for us?
I know it doesn’t make sense…
No, it doesn’t. The Roberto I fell in love with was passionate, he’d fight for what is right…but you’ve let everyone think your this sleazy, no good cheat.
I don’t care what anybody else thinks, Hannah, all I cared about was what you thought. Who gives a shit what the boys in the back think or the people at home, all I care about is you, all I’ve ever cared about is you, I’ve done things nobody should be proud of, all to try and build a secure future for you and me. All I ever wanted was to wake up every day knowing you’d be in my life, no matter where our jobs took us. That’s why I took the stupidest risk of my life… for us, it sounds so stupid, but then it was, but the fact is I’d do anything for you, even drag my own name through the mud…I’ve taken every shot people have wanted to throw to protect you and even though I resigned myself to you never wanting to see me again, I’d still do anything it took to stop you hurting…
Hannah stands in silence, trying to keep her tears back, Verona looks at the floor.
Look, I understand, I’m going to go…
As Verona turns he suddenly feels Hannah grab his wrist firmly. He turns to look at her.
No… stay. You want to prove to me that you haven’t just given up?. Stop trying to run away. It’s time to face the music.
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Well howdy there pardner.