Such Is Life
Part 10
We ended up that night in a 'roach infested motel about 30 miles away from the hotel, 30 miles away from the woman that used to be my mother. It was cold; it was raining and the roof leaked on Chris' car so any room was good, roach infested or otherwise. I couldn't get my head around what was happening, it was all too crazy, too fucked up. I cried a lot the first couple of days. We just kept moving, not knowing where to go or when the little money we had was going to run out. Chris got jobs, bar work here, laboring there & I would have too if he hadn't insisted that I was too young to work & that he would take care of everything. I felt so guilty that he had given up his dream for me, one stupid mistake and that was it. I told him to go back and talk to Vince on numerous occasions but he wouldn't, whether it was pride or fear I never knew. Every night we lay curled up together in another motel, he would hold me; tell me it was all going to work out, not to worry. But all could do was worry. We had no home, no money and Chris now had no dreams, I was destroying him the way my mother so obviously destroyed my father. We never argued even under all the stress that we were, he was always loving and understanding, I didn't know why, I'd never known a man in my whole life that was like Chris. I kept telling him how sorry I was but he didn't want to hear it. He would smile, that always won me over whatever situation we were in at the time, that smile.....it just seemed to make everything ok no matter what.
"We're gonna make it baby!" he would tell me, "We're fine and one day I'm gonna be a wrestler making big bucks and put you in a mansion!"
"With a pool!" I would smile.
"Hell yeah a pool!" he held me tight as we lay on the stinking bed trying to keep warm.
"Somewhere warm, like Florida maybe!"
"Definitely Florida!" He agreed as I closed my eyes and pictured it. I could see it, I hoped he could too. I prayed he wasn't just making it up for my sake; I wanted him to believe in it, give him some hope that he would be a star one day!
We drove to another town, I can't even recall where it was now, somewhere in South carolina if my memory serves me correctly and there was a huge billboard as we entered, Chris stopped the car and got out.
"What are you doing?" I said sleepily as I watched him go to the sign and stare up at it. I got out and followed him, as I reached his side I rubbed my eyes and looked up. In front of us was a huge sign for a show that was in town, a WcW show!
"Check it out!" Chris said in awe with a weird look on his face.
"Wrestling?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Hell yeah come on babe!" he dragged me back to the car and we sped off both of us laughing and cheering. This could be it, I prayed it was, he was good enough and I was certain if it hadn't been for my stupid mother he would have been a star already!
We pulled up outside the arena, "SOLD OUT!" was plastered all over the front entrance as people started to make their way inside. We went through pockets to see what money we had, it wasn't much but it would at least get him a ticket. He argued that he wasn't going in without me but I insisted, it wasn't something I did very often with Chris but I eventually persuaded him to go and try to buy a ticket from one of the fans in the queue. I watched as he went from one to another holding our little bit of money in his hands begging for a ticket. It made my heart bleed. He came back looking deflated and slumped into the drivers seat.
"No luck?" he shook his head, "Here!" I fidgeted and took off the gold chain I wore around my neck that my father had given me.
"No! No way you put that back on right now!"
"No Chris! You need to get in there to see someone! There's no way you are getting in the back entrance, take it!"
"I cant do that! We're already spending all the money we have on a ticket I feel guilty enough about that!"
"Take it, please, for me just take it! I don't need it, its just stuff ok?" He eyed me dubiously, "Stuff!" I said again and placed it in his hand. He leaned across and kissed me softly on the lips.
"Sure?"
"Yes now go!" I playfully pushed him out of the door and watched. The 32nd person he asked (Yes I counted! I was terrified he wasn't going to get in!) Actually took the money and the chain and handed him the piece of paper! My heart leaped into my throat as he bounded back over to the car waving the stupid thing and grinning like a Cheshire cat!
"I got one!" he leaned into the window then his face changed, "I cant leave you out here all night!"
"Yes you can!" I laughed, "Yes you are ok?"
"Will you be ok?"
"I'll be fine now go and if you have to sleep with big burly bouncers to get to speak to Bischoff then do it! just don't tell me about it!" I smiled and he laughed and shook his head.
"Yeah maybe I'd rather we just ate beans for the rest of our lives huh?" He leaned in further and kissed me. "Lock all the doors and keep the windows shut ok?"
"I will now will you go already?" I playfully slapped him.
"I'm gone! I'm gone!" he held up his hands and winked at me as he walked back to the doors. He took one final look at me sitting in the car and I showed him my crossed fingers as he went inside. The emotions going through my head right then were unbelievable! I knew he could do it! If anyone could do it, get to talk to someone, get to show them what he could do it was Chris! He had so much confidence, so much charm I was sure he'd be working for WcW by the time he headed back out of the doors!
Part 10
We ended up that night in a 'roach infested motel about 30 miles away from the hotel, 30 miles away from the woman that used to be my mother. It was cold; it was raining and the roof leaked on Chris' car so any room was good, roach infested or otherwise. I couldn't get my head around what was happening, it was all too crazy, too fucked up. I cried a lot the first couple of days. We just kept moving, not knowing where to go or when the little money we had was going to run out. Chris got jobs, bar work here, laboring there & I would have too if he hadn't insisted that I was too young to work & that he would take care of everything. I felt so guilty that he had given up his dream for me, one stupid mistake and that was it. I told him to go back and talk to Vince on numerous occasions but he wouldn't, whether it was pride or fear I never knew. Every night we lay curled up together in another motel, he would hold me; tell me it was all going to work out, not to worry. But all could do was worry. We had no home, no money and Chris now had no dreams, I was destroying him the way my mother so obviously destroyed my father. We never argued even under all the stress that we were, he was always loving and understanding, I didn't know why, I'd never known a man in my whole life that was like Chris. I kept telling him how sorry I was but he didn't want to hear it. He would smile, that always won me over whatever situation we were in at the time, that smile.....it just seemed to make everything ok no matter what.
"We're gonna make it baby!" he would tell me, "We're fine and one day I'm gonna be a wrestler making big bucks and put you in a mansion!"
"With a pool!" I would smile.
"Hell yeah a pool!" he held me tight as we lay on the stinking bed trying to keep warm.
"Somewhere warm, like Florida maybe!"
"Definitely Florida!" He agreed as I closed my eyes and pictured it. I could see it, I hoped he could too. I prayed he wasn't just making it up for my sake; I wanted him to believe in it, give him some hope that he would be a star one day!
We drove to another town, I can't even recall where it was now, somewhere in South carolina if my memory serves me correctly and there was a huge billboard as we entered, Chris stopped the car and got out.
"What are you doing?" I said sleepily as I watched him go to the sign and stare up at it. I got out and followed him, as I reached his side I rubbed my eyes and looked up. In front of us was a huge sign for a show that was in town, a WcW show!
"Check it out!" Chris said in awe with a weird look on his face.
"Wrestling?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Hell yeah come on babe!" he dragged me back to the car and we sped off both of us laughing and cheering. This could be it, I prayed it was, he was good enough and I was certain if it hadn't been for my stupid mother he would have been a star already!
We pulled up outside the arena, "SOLD OUT!" was plastered all over the front entrance as people started to make their way inside. We went through pockets to see what money we had, it wasn't much but it would at least get him a ticket. He argued that he wasn't going in without me but I insisted, it wasn't something I did very often with Chris but I eventually persuaded him to go and try to buy a ticket from one of the fans in the queue. I watched as he went from one to another holding our little bit of money in his hands begging for a ticket. It made my heart bleed. He came back looking deflated and slumped into the drivers seat.
"No luck?" he shook his head, "Here!" I fidgeted and took off the gold chain I wore around my neck that my father had given me.
"No! No way you put that back on right now!"
"No Chris! You need to get in there to see someone! There's no way you are getting in the back entrance, take it!"
"I cant do that! We're already spending all the money we have on a ticket I feel guilty enough about that!"
"Take it, please, for me just take it! I don't need it, its just stuff ok?" He eyed me dubiously, "Stuff!" I said again and placed it in his hand. He leaned across and kissed me softly on the lips.
"Sure?"
"Yes now go!" I playfully pushed him out of the door and watched. The 32nd person he asked (Yes I counted! I was terrified he wasn't going to get in!) Actually took the money and the chain and handed him the piece of paper! My heart leaped into my throat as he bounded back over to the car waving the stupid thing and grinning like a Cheshire cat!
"I got one!" he leaned into the window then his face changed, "I cant leave you out here all night!"
"Yes you can!" I laughed, "Yes you are ok?"
"Will you be ok?"
"I'll be fine now go and if you have to sleep with big burly bouncers to get to speak to Bischoff then do it! just don't tell me about it!" I smiled and he laughed and shook his head.
"Yeah maybe I'd rather we just ate beans for the rest of our lives huh?" He leaned in further and kissed me. "Lock all the doors and keep the windows shut ok?"
"I will now will you go already?" I playfully slapped him.
"I'm gone! I'm gone!" he held up his hands and winked at me as he walked back to the doors. He took one final look at me sitting in the car and I showed him my crossed fingers as he went inside. The emotions going through my head right then were unbelievable! I knew he could do it! If anyone could do it, get to talk to someone, get to show them what he could do it was Chris! He had so much confidence, so much charm I was sure he'd be working for WcW by the time he headed back out of the doors!