Confrontation
Night Dragon
I watched in the back, seeing that the Commish is having some sort of problem. I watched dully at the small screen, still ticked off about my loss to "Latino Heat". The dumbass little monkey...
Mick Foley is trying to stop Stone Cold? Ha! Like that will ever have a chance at being successful... He still continued to mention something about the prime suspect in the running-over of Stone Cold. Then the music began to play. Billy Gunn's theme song. I got to my feet and came closer to the TV to make sure I wasn't seeing things. Billy! He was back!
I could feel a smile spread across my lips. Billy, after so much of worry that I've been going through, now I know he was all right! But, my happiness didn't last long as the my memory came back. His voice when he was talking about the whole DX incident... It was so full of anger…
Shit...
I looked away for a moment and then looked back. That Fucking Stone Cold STUNNED HIM! That fucking ass hole! I walked away and down the halls. Dammit, I know I can't go up against the Rattlesnake... but still...
I passed through one hall and saw the blond walking out of the arena. Dammit... Billy. I turned on my heel and followed him. I trailed after him for a while, until he stopped.
"Jesse..." His voice had the sort of venom that I'd feared he'd have, "Get the hell away from me. I don't want to talk to you."
"Billy, please listen." Dammit... My voice was weakening before I could get the words out. He whirled around and looked at me with those cold, blue eyes.
"Listen? Listen to what? To the bullshit that I have been listening to half of my time with you?" Billy snarled.
"Billy, I'm sorry. Look, you probably saw that match with me against X-pac in Summer Slam."
"Yeah, I did. So now that you and X-pac aren't together anymore, you want to come back to me?"
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
"What? Did I say that the wrong way? Maybe your just `The Game's' damn Bitch!" I stood as if I had been slapped across the face, but I snapped out of it.
"Listen I was never with Triple H. I was never with X-pac! I was never with anyone else besides you!" I yelled.
"Then why? Why the hell you do it Jesse?" his voice went deadly calm, "You were there Jesse, you could have helped me. But you didn't, now did you? You fucking hurt me bad enough that I almost didn't come back."
"I'm sorry! Billy, you've got to believe me. Please, for god's sake I didn't mean to do what I did to you! I am sorry that I hurt you. I am sorry that I put you through hell. If it will make you feel any better, then go right ahead and kick my ass," I said. "But please, you've got to believe me when I say... I still love you."
"Tch, Tell me Jesse, why should I fucking believe you? I mean, after what you told me when we were fucking partners six months ago, those words was nothing real. Never one damn fucking piece of truth in those words. How can I believe you now?"
"Billy--"
"Shut the hell up Jesse. I don't want to hear anymore bullshit. If you do actually have some sort of compassion in your sorry ass soul, then you would leave me alone," He said. With that, he turned on his heel and walked away.
I took a step after him, but then backed up, watching him leave; not only from me, but also in my heart...
"....Billy....." My voice was at a whisper. I turned around and walked the opposite path, wanting to get out of there, knowing that this was the end. I'm just praying that if there is any hope left at all... that he will understand how much... I do love him.
