Rage
By Night Dragon
How long was it? How long was it when I betrayed him? How long did I kept telling myself that it was the only thing I need to do. That it was... that it is the right thing to do. The only thing. I wonder to myself most often.
Throughout all this fucking time I have been repeatedly lying to myself. I was doing great, really I was. Lying to myself and to my friends... or at least my so called friends. Damn, if only that fucking Fat-ass Rikishi having did anything it would have gone out so much better. But, no. Nothing will be that easy. He back that ass up and that was it. That is when I finally given up.
My partner didn't even do anything! Just laugh his fucking head off! that bastard... I don't care if I am not being fair, at least I am letting some anger go. Dammit... it was his fault. Damn Sean, for laughing at me. Damn him for putting me through a table. Damn him! He is my partner, but right now I just don't give a rat's ass about him. Summer Slam is coming and I promise he will pay dearly.
He was my friend. WAS... But not anymore. He's the Second person who was really my friend, and to also get their ass kicked by me. I wonder who exactly will be my next victim?
Although, he is not the only person I hate. I hate Rikishi and his big ass of his. I hope Val Venis or someone will beat the living shit out of him; or at least give him the stink face.
Then there is someone I hate even more... Triple fucking H. He was the one who started this. First he helped us, then he broke us apart. He is the one that made me live a life of lies. He is the one that put that hideous fucked up scar on my totally screwed up soul. He made me rip my own heart from my chest and shove it in a freaking blender. His slutty wife... Shit, I'm happy that she lost her title.
It's not as if she deserved it in the beginning, you have to admit.
Then there's me. Yes, me. For being a total idiot for doing that to him in the first place. For not helping him. For betraying him even though both MY mind and MY heart were screaming at me, "Nooo! Stop!". Well, now it's just simply too late. I have to live with the same nightmare every night. Hell, the thought of seeing myself in the mirror makes my heart ache. I don't even have the guts to see him in the hospital, or to call him –I don't want to see what I did to him. I know I am being really dorky about all this, but I just have to say
it. Damn me. Damn. Fucking. Me... Damn him! Damn Billy! I hate him. I hate him. I fucking hate him.
Thank you Billy for making me feel something for you. Thank you Billy for making me into a complete idiot. For making me regret this whole thing. But you want to know something? I don't hate him. I know what I said before, but that was just another lie. You want to know how I really feel?! I LOVE him... that is why I hate myself so fucking much.
The End