Chapter 37

"I can't believe I lost to that fat load," I yell throwing a water bottle. "You didn't lose you got cheated," Daniels says. "Just something else you can take out on Hogan," Storm says. "Trust me I will. Right god damn now," I yell. Bobby Roode extends his hand in front of me. "Calm down. Think this one out this is right now is the wrong time to attack," Roode says. "No it's the perfect time..." "Your hurting and Hogan has all his little lackey's around him," Roode says.

"Look man Bobby is right," Storm says. "I know," I yell. "Look at Slammiversay Kurt will take care of Jarrett and we can handle the rest," Daniels says. "And you got Hogan take him down and this whole thing falls apart," Roode says. "It's not going to fall apart I am going to tear it apart," I say clinching my fist.

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"It's all starting to turn brothers," Hogan says. "Damn straight its turning. Ray great job and Scott welcome to the family," Bischoff says. "Man I just loved laying out Reed," Scott says. "But look guys the order still stand no one interferes in my match with Reed," Hogan says. "Great just great now I have to hurt Reed next week," Bischoff thinks.

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"Don't think because I agreed to met with you doesn't mean I don't hate you," Mr. Anderson said as he sat down in Bischoff's office. "Look Ken I can call you Ken right," Bischoff asks. "No," Anderson says. "Ok we don't get along that much is clear. But we both hate Sting and Jake Reed more," Bischoff points out. "My only problem with Sting is he has my world title but after Slammiversay he won't," Anderson says. "Right see I want you to beat Sting. That guy is starting to lose it," Bischoff says. "Look I'm hungry and you are boring me," Anderson says.

"I am asking you to join us," Bischoff says. "Haven't we been through this before? And I recall I said NO!" Anderson yells as he gets up to leave. "Ok Ken make the same mistake," Bischoff says calmly before picking up his bag. "Wait what are you talking about?" Anderson asks. "Ken the world title has to be in Immortal. Now Jeff Hardy was our guy and we made sure he beat you and well it would be a shame that after all the world to get the belt back if you just lost it so quick," Bischoff says.

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"Wow something smells good," I say walking into the house. "I was starving and I had this craving for chicken parmesan so I ran out and got take out," Madison says between bites. "Good I am starving," I say. "Oh should I have gotten something for you?" She asks. "It's alright there should be a frozen pizza in the freezer," I say opening it. "I had that for lunch," Madison says. "All of it? Were you worried about gaining weight?" I ask. "Well I am eating for two," Madison says. "Yeah well the one I am eating for is hungry," I say. "I really am sorry," Madison says.

"We have bread and turkey sandwich it is," I say. "Jake I'm kidding," Madison says taking a take out box out from under the table. "Great I am rubbing off on you," I say opening the box and seeing chicken parmesan. "So how did it go?" Madison asked. I tell her about the match and we talk about Roode having to talk me down.

"So are you ready for next week you know Bischoff will have something planned," Madison says. "Because that is what you do?" I ask. "Well of course," she says. "I need to tap that," I say. "WHAT?" Madison yells. "Wow that came out wrong. I meant I need to tap that evil mind of yours. Because your right I got even bigger target on my back now," I say. "Honestly what I would do is find someone that is really pissed of but not really used on TV that much and have them jump you. Build them up saying "Get this done it means big things for you,"" Madison says.

"Yeah that makes sense," I say. "Hell Joe always is pissed off, Hernandez could work, I wouldn't trust the Brits," Madison says. "Ok I get it DTA," I say. "Still trying to get over as a catchphrase?" Madison says laughing at one of my many bad ideas. "Let it go," I say. "Ok until Hope needs to laugh at her father," Madison says. "Speaking of the little one how is she doing?" I ask.

"She is good. She does want to know what her father has planned for Saturday" Madison says. "I never have anything planned for any day," I say. "Well you are turning the big three o," Madison says. "Madison I don't like to celebrate my birthday,"I say. "You used to," Madison notes. "Yeah well there are a lot of things I used to do... I'm not hungry," I yell getting up and leaving the kitchen.

Madison follows me. "Jake what is wrong? What is the big deal it's just your birthday?" She asks. I ignore her and head into my room. The door opens and she comes in. "Oh no your nothing going to go all dark on me now," she says. "I don't want to talk now Madison. I want to be alone," I say. "Yeah well you alone and like this can't be a good thing," she says.

I pick up a photo of on my night stand and hand it to her. "Your mom and dad?" "Last year on my birthday he and I got into this huge fight about my drinking and..." I can't finish. "Oh Jake I forgot your dad passed away when you were out of TNA," Madison says. "Yeah and that was the last time we ever talked. Two weeks later he had a heart attack and he died," I say a small tear falling out of my eye.

To my utter complete shock Madison pulls me into a hug. "It's alright," she says. "Last thing I ever said to him was "I didn't need him now I never needed him" why would I say that?" I ask the tears flowing. "Jake you didn't know," Madison says. "What kind of ingrate am never gave up on me and I just..." "Jake let the guilt go," Madison says. "I..." "Jake let it go you hold on these things you talk about playing the hero. But you have got to let this kind of quilt go. It's a cycle you pull your life togethr and than it falls apart and you drink to supress the guilt you feel for so much that isn't your fault," Madison says.

"But it is my fault I shouldn't have..." "You had a fight with your father that is all he knew you loved him. Hell I remember when he came out to see wrestle during that house show in Iowa. He was so pround of you," Madison says. "I wish I could just let it go Madison but my mind doesn't work like that," I say.

Its strange talking about all of this. When my dad died I was such a mess from everything else going on I just kind of pushed it down. Now it's hitting me harder than any chair shot I have ever taken. I look down at Madison and the child she is carrying. "I think I need to call my mom," I say. "When was the last time you talked to her?" She asks. "Rigth after the funeral I gave her some line about cleaning up and that I thought I could get and get a job with that company that was making abot staring up last year," I say. "I'll give some alone time," Madison says as she hands me the phone. I dial. "Jake?" My mom's voice asks. "Hey mom," I say my voice cracking.