Such Is Life
Part8
So Chris and I had been seeing each other on a daily basis for 8 months when the 'thing' happened that changed the course of my life, probably for the better although at the time it didn't feel like it. My mother's drug dependency had become worse, I ignored her, covered her up when she was unconscious, put up with her bullshit and mood swings when she wasn't, that was just the way my life was and I had my escape route, I had Chris.
Backstage at another event my mother was worse than usual. She looked like shit when she turned up for work that night and when she took her pictures her camera hadn't even been loaded, not that anyone knew until after the fact. Her pictures were usually still good, basically because she was tripping when she was out there, gave her a whole new artistic perspective, she was even getting praised for them! Go figure! This one particular night I had stayed out of her way as much as possible, apart from the trip on the bus from the hotel to the arena I hadn't even seen her, but I saw Shawn. It was nice to see him now, I wasn't nervous, I had gotten to know him as a friend rather than put him up on high next to Tom Cruise and God, he was a nice guy. We talked, laughed, he asked about my mother, I told him honestly. He didn't seem surprised although I do know they had slept together once or twice since the night we found her with Marty and that was only the times I knew about. It didn't bother me anymore, not the way it used to anyway, this time I had more concern for Shawn, wondered why he even bothered with her. She was uninterested in anyone and anything around her other than her next 'pill-pop', she had even let her looks slide, I knew he was worth more than that, maybe he didn't. So we talked for quite some time, the show finished, Chris was with us, my mother came out. She glared at us, I thought she was totally wasted, I was right. She could barely walk in a straight line. When she saw us Shawn was giving me a hug, a friendly hug, he did that often those days, it was just the kind of guy he was. One time I would have been a quivering wreck on the floor, not now, I had Chris, and much as I still admired Shawn, thought he was a good looking guy, I knew I didn't love him, whatever Id felt wasn't love, lust maybe but not love. So she saw us, my mother, and tried to walk towards us. Instead of the usual "Hello" or some other friendly greeting a daughter would expect to get off her mother she slapped me. I didn't expect it, hell no one expects a slap like that from their own mother, out of the blue, no apparent reason. Her hair was all over the place, she looked like a wild woman. Chris acting on instinct to protect me and not thinking, hit her. She fell on her ass in a heap on the floor. All hell broke lose. It wasn't his fault, he wasn't thinking of who it was, he was standing up for me regardless of gender. I never blamed him for that, infect it made me love him more somehow and the thought never once crossed my mind that he would do the same to me, I was right on that count, he never did. Shawn grabbed my mother off the floor, people were running all over the place, she was having some sort of hysterical fit, tears and snot running down her face, I was ashamed of her. Chris stood there in shock once he realised what he'd done, then among the mayhem a voice boomed out!
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?" the crowd parted and there he stood, the 'Jesus' of the wrestling world, Vincent McMahon. He looked at my mother frantically clutching to Shawn, Shawn looked like he'd rather be anywhere but there but there he stood and there he stayed, with her, like I said he was that kind of guy. Chris knelt down and helped me off the floor as someone whispered details into McMahon's ear. He glared at Chris. "Son do you have a contract here with us?"
"Developmental sir."
Vince took great huge strides to reach us, my heart pounded I thought he was going to hit Chris. He did, not physically, but where it would hurt him even more. "Consider it terminated." Was all he said then turned on his heel and went to my mother's side. "Ma'am are you alright?"
She whimpered, my anger for her grew more and more, bubbling up inside, I hated her.
Once the initial commotion had died down and the four of us were left facing one another my mother commanded me back to the hotel.
"No." I said calmly.
"NOW!" She growled and went to grab me, Shawn stopped her.
"I'm not going anywhere with you." Again my voice was calm, normal. I wanted to slap her but I would never treat my own mother the way she treated me, no one deserved that.
"Get into the damn car and get back to the hotel immediately young lady!" She snapped.
I looked to Shawn for some sort of help, any sort, she was irrational, high & I wasn't going! He hung his head, "She's your mother, do as she asks!" he said quietly.
My jaw dropped I couldn't believe he betrayed me like this! Not Shawn!
"I.....but I...."
"NOW!" she yelled and I jumped. I looked at Chris and he was still stunned, he looked like a deer caught in the headlights, after all what could I expect I had just cost this guy his whole career. I didn't think I'd see him again as she dragged me to the car. I saw him step forward to help me but Shawn put a hand on his chest and shook his head. He said something to him, I didn't know what at the time. Tears stung my eyes, she couldn't do this to me not when I was so happy!
Part8
So Chris and I had been seeing each other on a daily basis for 8 months when the 'thing' happened that changed the course of my life, probably for the better although at the time it didn't feel like it. My mother's drug dependency had become worse, I ignored her, covered her up when she was unconscious, put up with her bullshit and mood swings when she wasn't, that was just the way my life was and I had my escape route, I had Chris.
Backstage at another event my mother was worse than usual. She looked like shit when she turned up for work that night and when she took her pictures her camera hadn't even been loaded, not that anyone knew until after the fact. Her pictures were usually still good, basically because she was tripping when she was out there, gave her a whole new artistic perspective, she was even getting praised for them! Go figure! This one particular night I had stayed out of her way as much as possible, apart from the trip on the bus from the hotel to the arena I hadn't even seen her, but I saw Shawn. It was nice to see him now, I wasn't nervous, I had gotten to know him as a friend rather than put him up on high next to Tom Cruise and God, he was a nice guy. We talked, laughed, he asked about my mother, I told him honestly. He didn't seem surprised although I do know they had slept together once or twice since the night we found her with Marty and that was only the times I knew about. It didn't bother me anymore, not the way it used to anyway, this time I had more concern for Shawn, wondered why he even bothered with her. She was uninterested in anyone and anything around her other than her next 'pill-pop', she had even let her looks slide, I knew he was worth more than that, maybe he didn't. So we talked for quite some time, the show finished, Chris was with us, my mother came out. She glared at us, I thought she was totally wasted, I was right. She could barely walk in a straight line. When she saw us Shawn was giving me a hug, a friendly hug, he did that often those days, it was just the kind of guy he was. One time I would have been a quivering wreck on the floor, not now, I had Chris, and much as I still admired Shawn, thought he was a good looking guy, I knew I didn't love him, whatever Id felt wasn't love, lust maybe but not love. So she saw us, my mother, and tried to walk towards us. Instead of the usual "Hello" or some other friendly greeting a daughter would expect to get off her mother she slapped me. I didn't expect it, hell no one expects a slap like that from their own mother, out of the blue, no apparent reason. Her hair was all over the place, she looked like a wild woman. Chris acting on instinct to protect me and not thinking, hit her. She fell on her ass in a heap on the floor. All hell broke lose. It wasn't his fault, he wasn't thinking of who it was, he was standing up for me regardless of gender. I never blamed him for that, infect it made me love him more somehow and the thought never once crossed my mind that he would do the same to me, I was right on that count, he never did. Shawn grabbed my mother off the floor, people were running all over the place, she was having some sort of hysterical fit, tears and snot running down her face, I was ashamed of her. Chris stood there in shock once he realised what he'd done, then among the mayhem a voice boomed out!
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?" the crowd parted and there he stood, the 'Jesus' of the wrestling world, Vincent McMahon. He looked at my mother frantically clutching to Shawn, Shawn looked like he'd rather be anywhere but there but there he stood and there he stayed, with her, like I said he was that kind of guy. Chris knelt down and helped me off the floor as someone whispered details into McMahon's ear. He glared at Chris. "Son do you have a contract here with us?"
"Developmental sir."
Vince took great huge strides to reach us, my heart pounded I thought he was going to hit Chris. He did, not physically, but where it would hurt him even more. "Consider it terminated." Was all he said then turned on his heel and went to my mother's side. "Ma'am are you alright?"
She whimpered, my anger for her grew more and more, bubbling up inside, I hated her.
Once the initial commotion had died down and the four of us were left facing one another my mother commanded me back to the hotel.
"No." I said calmly.
"NOW!" She growled and went to grab me, Shawn stopped her.
"I'm not going anywhere with you." Again my voice was calm, normal. I wanted to slap her but I would never treat my own mother the way she treated me, no one deserved that.
"Get into the damn car and get back to the hotel immediately young lady!" She snapped.
I looked to Shawn for some sort of help, any sort, she was irrational, high & I wasn't going! He hung his head, "She's your mother, do as she asks!" he said quietly.
My jaw dropped I couldn't believe he betrayed me like this! Not Shawn!
"I.....but I...."
"NOW!" she yelled and I jumped. I looked at Chris and he was still stunned, he looked like a deer caught in the headlights, after all what could I expect I had just cost this guy his whole career. I didn't think I'd see him again as she dragged me to the car. I saw him step forward to help me but Shawn put a hand on his chest and shook his head. He said something to him, I didn't know what at the time. Tears stung my eyes, she couldn't do this to me not when I was so happy!