I sat staring at my phone for the umpteenth time in two weeks. The shot of Jenna was almost heartbreaking. She was in tears and trying to warn me. "Just know that if we had it all or nothing," My blood ran cold as she said our code word. "I love you.." There was a knock at the door.
"Hey." It was Fergal. "You doing okay?"
"No. I'm confused. I'm scared that I don't know why my girlfriend would do this..." I replayed the video back. Fergal froze the video when Jenna grabbed her head.
"I think she's fighting a demon in her head, mate."
"What do you mean?"
"Go back to some videos of Raw. I've been noticing when she does this, her attitude changes completely like she's someone else." My body shivered.
"She wouldn't let Borden out."
"Colby. I think Borden's been let out for a while." I frowned.
"How far back you think?"
"That is something you will have to figure out." I sighed.
"If you see something, or whatever."
"Don't worry. I'll get a hold of you. Because from what I've seen of Borden's indie videos. Shit's about to get vicious." My phone dropped from my hands as it rang.
"Joe? Give me some good news, man."
"I've been trying. Apparently Mox did talk to Jenna."
"And?"
"Borden is out. I don't think the bosses know." I could hear the concern. "You'll have to shock Jenna back in control."
"How can I know for sure which I'm talking to?" I was confused, "Does Borden know the same things as Jenna?" "
"It's hard telling what goes on in her head." Joe sighed, "Jenna told Mox that Borden has been in control on and off since that night."
"You mean the night Derek shot his brains out?" I wiped my brow. "So Mox was right in the hospital? It wasn't Jenna who wrapped her hand with barbed wire?"
"I guess so."
"So how do we make Borden go away again?"
"I'll have to ask Mox when he calls again. His voice started slurring from getting tired of talking." I muttered under my breath.
"Alright. I rubbed my neck. How are you? Couple weeks into chemotherapy now, ain't you?"
"I've done one shot, Bro. Chill."
"I'm just worried about you having to deal with that shit." Joe let out a hearty laugh.
"Here I'm worried about Borden killing you." He must had saw the time. "Speaking of which? Ain't the show starting?"
"Hell!" I jumped up. "My first segment is the start of the show. Calling her out."
"Be careful. No telling what shit is planned." I hung up the phone and threw the shirt on and grabbed my title. The gorilla point was hustling and bustling with workers. My music hit and I walked out to the ring. The titantron replayed the pay per view from Friday. We were in Saudi Arabia. During the triple threat match, a hooded person interfered and DDT me on the ramp. Letting Brock beat the hell out of Braun and pinning him.
"So everyone is speculating 'who is the masked person that attacked me on Friday'?" I pulled my title off my waist and threw it down. "I want answers. I want them now; in my face. Right here in this ring." I yanked my shirt off and motioned to bring it. "Ambrose. Stop sneak attacking and get your ass out here. Now." There was nothing for about five minutes. "I ain't leaving this ring, Deanna! You owe me an explanation!" Still silence as the crowd chanted for me. "AMBROSE! If you love the physicality of wrestling. I'm feeling pretty fired up. Get your ass ou..." There was a weird alarm sound that echoed from the speakers. Ambrose's old opening was subtle as the familiar voice of Disturbed roared through the arena. "Vengeful one? Really?" I was too engrossed on watching the entrance, that I almost missed seeing her enter from the Shield entrance. "Are you really going to mock the Shield?"
"Remind me, you did the same thing." The crowd began to chant, 'you sold out'. "Oh shut up. My reason for attacking him is not the same as him turning on me." The crowd got louder.
"Well. You going to get your ass down here?" She propped herself up on a rail. "Are you afraid? What's the problem here? Can't face me?" I wanted to call out Borden. However the script didn't say too. "So you really going to not tell me why? Why slam our relationship into concrete? And a metal ramp? And across various arenas?" She crossed her arms and was too busy listening to the crowd. "Are you really that much of a soulless lunatic?" That got her attention. She went to speak but the crowd booed so loud, she couldn't say anything. "You know what, since you won't come down here." I rolled out of the ring and went to the barrier. "How about I come up to you? Because I'm about to give back tenfold." I hopped over and began to make my way up. The look on her face as she backed up told me one thing. Jenna was in control. I hopped back over the barrier and grabbed my Intercontinental belt. After I returned to the gorilla point, I went on the hunt for her. Somewhere near the building boiler room, I saw her leather jacket. I moved slowly, checking to see if she was going to attack me from behind. Ripped jeans and her taped up hands stuck out of curtains. "Jenna?"
"Stay back." Even though her hood was up, I could see her eyes were red. "I don't want to her to make me hurt you again."
"Oh babe. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Cause I didn't want the same thing that happened to Mox; happen to you."
"What do you mean?"
"His recent condition is because of me." I saw her hide her face.
"How?"
"That..." Jenna started to rub her head and I got leery. "Flashes of me hurting him."
"Stay with me. Stay with me." I moved slowly towards her. She looked weird as my hand reached out for her.
"Colby," Her voice faltered.
"You were forced to let her out, because you thought no help was coming."
"I wasn't strong enough to fight." She muttered.
"Jenna. Jenna." There was a weird look in her eyes. "Stay with me." She turned from me. "I'm not leaving until I get answers." Jenna turned and the look in her face, I knew I was in trouble. She launched herself across me, and began to attack.
"Silly boy. You thought it was that easy. I let her have reign again?" As I laid sprawled on the concrete, I reached out and cupped her face.
"All or nothing, I love you," My face had to be getting redder, "Jen-na." I choked out. Her hands lifted off my neck. Camera men flew in from her left and made her freak out. I coughed as she ran down the hall.
"Rollins! What happened?" Jeff Hardy ran up to my side. "We need a trainer over here, now!" He knelt beside me. "You alright?" I coughed hard, feeling like my lung was about to pop out. "Breathe man." He turned around to yell again for a trainer. Brianna was the one who answered.
"Let's get you to a room." I stood up slowly.
"Has she talked to you, Bri?"
"Honestly, I figured the new attitude was because of Derek." She looked concerned, "Like a part of her didn't come back after getting defibrillated." Thankfully after the checkup, nothing was broken. I stood up and handed my belt off to Jeff.
"Can you take this to my locker?"
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to find her." A stagehand overheard me.
"She's already gone."
"You know this for a fact?"
"I saw her leave." I grabbed the belt back.
"Then I'm going after her." I pulled my cell phone out. Of course it would go straight to voicemail. "Hey Mox. Give me a call when you feel like talking. Please?" I sent a text to Renee.
Hey. What was the diagnosis again on Mox? It wasn't caused by a beat down was it? Borden imitated Jen. I dropped my guard. However, Borden gloated Mox's recent condition was her doing. If I can prove it to Jen. Maybe it will spark her to fight back against Borden.
I knew I wouldn't get answer from her for a while. So I started looking up different bars. "Where'd you go, Borden?" A few days later, I sat in my locker room of the live show. "Mox! How are you doing?"
"Seen better days." He choked, "What's up?"
"I just want to know if you can help me get into Borden's head." He laughed.
"Just imagine my brain, but a thousand more times demented." He had a weird pause, "Only way to get Borden to go away. You have to be willing to call her out for a match."
"What do you mean?"
"The last match Moxley vs. Borden. I called Borden out for an unsanctioned falls count anywhere. And the bosses can't tell either of you who will win."
"That's going to take a lot of convincing to Vince."
"Well. That's how I got her back. You'll have to start with shoot promo and call out Borden by name. That seems like that's what they're going with, another personality in control. Only they don't realize this ain't no freaking story line."
"Well. I'm at a live show and she's here too."
"Eh. With the fans recording those, that shit will be up on YouTube quick."
"I'm at my wits end trying to figure out how else to get her back."
"We'll figure something out, Bro." He coughed, "Crap. Doc's here. I got to go."
"Talk to you later." I sat and debated on calling her out right here. Fergal knocked on my door.
"Ready for our match?" I stood there a second.
"Any chance you're willing to help out with the stint of Deanna interfering?"
"What do you got in mind?"
"First let me say, you were right." Fergal's eyes narrowed as I stumbled calling her Deanna/Borden. I gave him as much information I could. "I know this seems like something that only happens in the movies. But it's the absolute truth."
"So in order to get the bosses attention, you're going to call Borden out after our match?"
"It's going to sound crazy if I go to the bosses. Especially if by chance it's not Borden in control."
"So you're just going to take the storyline to a different direction?"
"More like speed it up. Mox said this is how he did it and Borden stayed away for about two years before Jenna signed with WWE."
"Let's see how it goes." Fergal looked up, "You know how cool it would be if they signed off an unsanctioned match?"
"I don't see them doing that. So I wonder if I have to pull a similar stunt and make it not even televised or associated with work."
"That sounds like a story." My mind went to that night in my gym back in Iowa. I took a big gulp trying to not let the images distract me. "You okay?"
"Yeah." My music hit as we stood behind the curtain. "Let's do this."
On cue, she slid into the ring after the bell rang. She went to swing, but Finn snatched her up into a full nelson. "I'm done with the sneak attacks, Borden! If you want a fight so bad, then square up, in my face." She smiled.
"I see you've been doing your homework." Somehow she slipped through and kicked Finn in the stomach. Borden didn't get a chance to land Dirty Deeds, because I grabbed her to look at me. However, she hit me and my face met the mat.
"Son of a..." I breathed heavy as I watched her roll out of the ring. Referees came out to check on Finn and me. The camera didn't catch the referees warning me that she would come back. The camera panned to see her running and slide into the ring. As I watched the footage, my mind went what she said.
"I forgive you for whatever you are going to have to do to Borden." She had me by my face, as if she was angry. "I just ask that you forgive me too?"
"The reason Mox is in the hospital is not because of you." Her face looked bewildered. "I have the proof. If..." In a swift motion, I was flat against the mat again. Finn looked scared as she beat her fist against the mat.
"I'm sorry. I'm so fuc-" Stephanie stopped the video.
"That's not a shoot promo." She set the remote down. "Are you going to fill me in on what's happening?" I sighed as Stephanie and Hunter's eyes were on me."Because we can't get an answer from her."
"Now you know how I felt last Raw." I muttered.
"What's with the attitude towards us?" Hunter glared. "Tell us what the hell is going on with your girlfriend!"
"I'd love to tell you. However, that first person in the video." I snatched the remote and rewound to where Finn had her in a full nelson. "That's not Jenna Good. That's not Deanna Ambrose."
"You saying that's," Stephanie stuttered.
"The Psychotic Queen of CZW. The only person in the world that makes Jon Moxley look sane."