#InFamous

[Tyler Jacobs]

I wish I had the answers to calm the rage within you Rob. I wish I could put your mind at ease, but it doesn’t matter what I say. You’re one of the most headstrong people I’ve ever met. You get this idea in your head? And it’s like a fact, like it’s one hundred percent true until there is undeniable proof in front of you. I get it though, I really do…

I just don’t believe you.

These are the extents you’d go to? The limits you’d go to just because I picked someone else to be my tag team partner? I didn’t realise that I’d signed some kind of binding contract that I had to either run everything by you, or get your permission….or that you were the only person I could team with. Do I like Steve Awesome? No. I think he’s a dick. Did I enjoy the two of you trying to kill each other? Hell no….that’s how I met Jayson. We both stood there as the looked down upon members of InFamous, the kids that nobody really cared about, and watched two men who we cared so much about try to end each others careers.

That is when we decided to team together.

Now, am I sorry I hurt your feelings? Of course...I didn’t even stop to think about it, and that makes me an asshole...so I’m sorry Rob. But your excuse is bullshit. You think not being picked gives you an excuse to cost me a world title shot? You think not being picked gives you an excuse to jump me from behind and attack me whenever you see fit?

Is that really the message you want to send to Hope?

When she isn’t picked for the school superior football team, what? She should just beat the rest of the girls up? When she doesn’t make the cheer squad, she should jump the rest of them when their backs are turned?

Yeah….that doesn’t sound like father of the year material to me.

I hate to go there Rob, because whatever bullshit you’re spitting, I love that little girl, and she loves me too.

I wish you didn’t go down this path.

~~~

He had sat off to the side ever since the match was made official. Warren Kane was feeling a torrent of emotions as he tried to understand how things had gotten to this point. As he sat hunched over, his forehead buried in his hands he tried to remember his past with Rob Diamond, and if there had been any hints that it was all a lie, anything at all that could clear his conscience.

“Hey, you OK?”

He was pulled out of his trance by the voice of his tag team partner, the person who he had supposedly chosen over Rob Diamond, which had sparked this all. He looked up at Jayson, his eyes worn and tired.

“Not really man….this thing has gotten so out of hand.”

Jayson sat down next to him. The two of them had bonded over the past couple of months, they were seen as the kids of InFamous, and it was what brought them together in the first place.

“I never knew Rob would be so cold, I mean...I saw everything that went down with Steve but….I had no idea.”

The two of them just sat there in silence for a moment. Each of them trying to deal with the situation in front of them, Jayson perhaps feeling a bit of guilt, but Warren more so. He’d tried to befriend someone else in the business, tried to become a bigger part of the InFamous Family, and instead it was tearing them apart.

“Look man, if you need me? I’m-”

Warren climbed to his feet, as he held up a hand to cut Jayson off.

“I appreciate it Jay, I really do...but this…..this just isn’t your fight, OK?”

The two lock eyes for a second, and Warren can tell that his words seem to have annoyed Jayson, or stirred him in some way but he’s just so completely wrapped up in what is going on right now, he doesn’t have the compassion to fix it.

“Just be careful man….”

Now Jayson climb to his feet, and he taps his fist on the back of Warren, uttering his final words before leaving.

“Long live the sandwich man, long live the sandwich….”

Jayson leaves, but Warren doesn’t move. He stands with his back to Jayson, nodding his head softly, as a few stray tears trickle down his face. He loved Jayson like a brother, and he loved Rob like a brother too, one who had become a father figure to him as of late. He guessed, deep down inside, that he was, afterall a Kane.

And Kane’s deal with their drama in the ring.

~~~

When I first met you, I thought I loved you Rob. No, let me rephrase that….I thought that I was IN love with you. You had that swagger, that confidence, that no fucks given attitude….and after watching so much tape from you and my old man, I felt like I knew you. That manifested in a way that most were not comfortable with...but hey, that says more about them than me, right? Regardless, I was forced to grow up real fast because of who I was, and where I wrestled. When my sexuality came out, nobody wanted to be around me, nobody wanted to share a locker room with me. I was a pariah, but you stepped up to the plate. You took me in, and gave the middle finger to all those who wouldn’t.

You can say it was an act.

You can say it was lies.

But it happened, and it made a difference.

It made a difference to the rest of the roster, and it made a difference to me Rob, deep down in my soul. It was then that I realised why I loved you, I loved you like a brother. You were always there to look out for me, always there to pick me up when I got knocked down….and when my old man turned on me? You stood up for me. You went face to face with the man who cut your finger off, and made him back down….

For me.

It’s got to the point now where I don’t know who I’m trying to convince anymore. Am I trying to remind you of the great things you’ve done? Or am I trying to convince myself you’re not a complete cunt? I can forgive what you’ve done to me Rob, because we’re family….but your mind is so twisted. You deliberately cost me my match with Jayson, and then blame me for him having a world title shot? You deliberately beat me down, and cost me a world title shot….and expect me to have sympathy for you because you don’t have one? We fought this war side by side, we went to war with Roberto Verona….and I don’t give a fuck if it was all part of some Alex Jones style swerve…..we were in the trenches together..

You almost ended your career.

But you expect me to buy that it was all an act? Well I don’t Rob. I really don’t. This match was the only way I could get you to talk to me. The only way you would pay any attention to me…..so I bit, I did what my old man would have done. I did what you would have done….I fought back. So I’ll stand across the ring from you this week Rob, they’ll close those steel doors….and I’ll do everything I can to get through to you….even if that means I have to punch your god damned face in, because I refuse to accept it Rob. I refuse to accept that you let me live in your house, that you let me become part of your life, that you let me in your daughter's life…

For a lie?

I refuse Rob.

So either own the fuck up, or prove it.