Another Chapter n My life...see yea TM

[I went to the back that evening with the intent of flying back home as soon as I could to spend time with my little boy. I however didn't travel to Miami, I ended up going to Los Angeles where I had a beach house. My son was all ready there as he had been flown there by my younger brother Spencer. I had gotten tired of Miami and longed to be in California. When I got to my home and saw my little boy run to me for a hug I couldn't help but feel relaxed and ready to take on a come what may attitude. I quickly swept Alex up in my arms and showered his face with plenty of kisses, ones to make up for what I missed giving him while I was gone. I quickly walked into the kitchen with Alex in my arms and laid eyes on my brother who was helping himself to a sandwich. I should have probably been taking care of dinner as it was getting close to that time but I was exhausted from the flight. I would just have to order a pizza and be done with it for the night.]

Spencer: "Everything okay?"

Liz: "Yeah actually."

[I said as I paced Alex on top of the counter and stood in front of him. I felt a smile creep across my face as I kept my arms around my son.]

[He nodded and considered this for a moment before taking a drink from the bottle of beer that was in my fridge.]

Spencer: "I think you'll be fine."

Liz: “I am going to go and get Alex ready for bed."

[I picked up Alex and held him against my hip. I began to walk out of the kitchen, but stopped and looked at Spencer.]

Liz: "Hey can you do me a favor and call Aurelio's and order a couple of pizzas? I really don't feel like cooking."

He nodded. "Consider it done."

[I thanked him and walked out of the kitchen and made my way to Alex's room which was down the hall from my own. I took him inside and began to change him into a pair of red pajamas with fire trucks all over them. One thing that could be said for my son was that he was such an easy-going little boy. He let me get him changed without any fuss and then let me take him downstairs. When I got downstairs Spencer let me know that he had ordered the pizzas and that they would be at the house within an hour. He also let me know then that he had plans to go out for the evening to one of the nightclubs in LA. He invited me to come with but I declined saying that I wanted to get a goodnight's sleep so that I could wake up early and work out. I then left Alex downstairs with Spencer so that I could upstairs myself, have a shower, and get changed for the evening.]

[Around Eight-Thirty Alex was tired and ready to go down for the evening. Usually he went down around Eight but he wasn't ready at that time and neither was ready for him to. I had recently bought him the movie Flushed Away and he just couldn't get enough of it. By the time the movie was finished Alex had fallen asleep in my arms and I took him upstairs to his room where I put him in his crib. I kissed his forehead and left the room. Spencer had all ready left the house, leaving me to watch late night television by myself. I was laying on the couch positioned on my side flipping through channels. There was nothing good on and I considered heading on up to bed. I was about to get off of the couch and go on upstairs when I heard the doorbell ring. I groaned to myself not really wanting to deal with any company as I got up off of the couch but not before grabbing the blanket I had been covered up with. I wrapped it around my shoulders and walked to the front door in the foyer area. A second round of knocks took place as I rolled my eyes and unlocked the door. I opened the door up and just shook my head.]

Liz: "Son of a bitch."

[I said to myself as I stared right into the eyes of my estranged ex fiancée, Johnny Stylez. I'd like to say that I was surprised to see him but I wasn't. He always had a tendency to show up when I least expected or wanted him there.]

Liz: "As I live and breathe, if it isn't the famous Johnny Stylez, gracing my home with his presence. What do you want Johnny?"

::I suppose I expected a welcome like that or lack there of from you. Is it all right if I come in?::

[I considered this for a moment and sighed as I stepped aside to let him in.]

Liz: "Yeah I guess, come on in."

[I said as he walked in. I know I shouldn't have but he was Alex's father and I really did want for them to have a relationship.]

Liz: "Alex is sleeping Johnny. It's late and he's a little boy."

[I sighed to myself and kept the blanket wrapped tightly around myself.]

Liz: " Since you made the trip all the way out here, can I get you a drink or something?"

::Yeah that would be fine. I suppose we have a lot that we need to talk about…You with all your calls to my house…::

[I only nodded as I led him into the kitchen and got out a glass, a bottle of Crown Royal, and put some ice in the glass. Stylez took a seat on one of the bar stools and rested his arms on top of the counter. I could feel his eyes on me the entire time I made his drink but I didn't meet them with my own. Instead I slid the glass over to him. I stood behind the counter as there was a strong silence between us. He sat there with the glass in his hands, I rose my head so that our eyes met. He finally broke the silence.]

::I know you probably have a lot of questions for me as to why I left and why I didn't call After you went with Joe::

Liz: "Actually I had a lot of questions Stylez but when I didn't hear from you after the first month, I kind of just stopped wondering. Though I have to ask, why are you here? After all of these months you never even called and now you're here wanting to see Alex. I just don't get it."

::I realized it was time that I see my son again. I'm the boy's father and he needs me in his life. I came here hoping that maybe we could work out some sort of arrangement for me to have Alex on a regular basis.::

Liz: "Stylez, I can understand completely where you're coming from but I just don't know if I'm ready to start making arrangements like that.."

::What do you mean you aren't ready to make any arrangements like that? I am his father Liz or have you been too busy letting some folks play Daddy to my son to remember that little fact?::

Liz: "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

::Word gets around Liz::

[I exhaled deeply as I was afraid of a confrontation between him and I about my relationship the other guy. I could feel my cheeks redden as I managed to swallow back the lump that had formed in my throat. Stylez stood there eyeing me with a hateful sort of smirk. I could tell from his tone of voice and the way he looked at me that it bothered him to know that another man, especially someone who he was close to had been with me in that way. I wasn't going to be intimidated by him…And I ALSO knew he couldn’t keep this up, he had a title defense against TM and then a match against Skull and Wicked, there’s no way he can keep his focus on us]

Liz: "What do you want me to say Stylez? You just up and left one night while I was sleeping and didn't even give me an explanation as to why you did. I needed you because we just lost our little girl and you were too wrapped up in your own shit to even realize what was going on with me. I'm sorry but I knew you weren’t coming back."

[He interrupted me.]

::Come on Liz, Im a man, and I love the pussy!::

[This whole encounter with him was starting to wear on my nerves as I stood there and tried to defend myself to the man I loved with all of my heart.]

::Was that a dig at me Liz? You know how I live damn it, I cant help it I looked soooooooo damn good!::

Liz: "No Stylez it wasn't a dig. I'm just simply saying that this isn't the first time you've come to see me, wanting to be in our son's life. And every time that I cave and try to make things work with you, you take off without so much as a call afterwards. You've left our family more than once and come back months later saying the same thing over and over again about wanting to make it work. I'm not all together sure that I want to go through all of that drama again."

[I looked down when I said this next thing.]

[I looked up at him, barely able to hide the hurt in my eyes.]

[He finished his drink and slammed the glass down on the counter before standing up.]

::And if I want to see him then I will be damned if I let you stop me.::

[He started to walk out of the kitchen and it looked as though he was going to go upstairs and wake up our sleeping Prince. As he reached the foot of the staircase I was able to grab a hold of his upper arm to stop him.]

Liz: "Don't even think about going up there and waking him up."

[He turned and glared down at me as I looked back up at him.]

[He shook his head and moved his arm away so I couldn't hold onto it anymore.]

::I'm his father Liz and I have rights to him.::

Liz: "I know you have rights Stylez, we're not disagreeing about that. You don't know though the kind of hell that Alex went through the last time you left."

[I crossed my arms and put them back against my chest.]

Liz: "The last time you walked out on us, Alex was left devastated. Do you even know the kind of pain I felt seeing our sweet little boy in tears because he missed his father so much? Every day for weeks after you left he didn't fail in waking up and asking for you. Every time he heard some car pull into the driveway he would run to the front door all excited, expecting to see you coming through the door."

[The memories of those times with our son almost brought tears to my eyes. I also felt myself getting angry.]

Liz: "I've made my decision Stylez, I will not let you back into Alex's life just so that you can leave and break his heart again. Until you can prove to me that you plan on permanently sticking around, I can't let you be around him."

[He rubbed his chin for a moment and shook his head. He was angry and I knew it but I could also tell that this was one matter he wasn't going to push any further, at least not tonight. Finally he sighed and backed away.]

[He walked to the door and grabbed the knob, he turned it and opened the door. Before leaving he turned back and looked at me.]

::This isn't over Liz, not by a long shot.::

[He slammed the door behind him and left. He was right though, it wasn't over and I didn't want it to be over with. I wanted Stylez to be in Alex's life but I wasn't going to let him in automatically just to let him walk out again and break my son's heart again. I heard Stylez start up his vehicle and leave which at that point I went upstairs to my own bedroom. The whole confrontation with him left me with a splitting headache that I knew would stay with me for the rest of the evening. I had to take my mind off of my personal problems and focus on my professional ones.]

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[shaking his head, Stylez deeps in and out of traffic at all types of speeds]

::You've got your shot...Congratulations. You say you worked your ass off to get it. So has every other dedicated guy sitting in that locker room. You think Skull was handed the shot at my title last week? You think someone up and gave Wicked his Christmas present? No. They all worked their asses off for there shots, so don't even stand there and start belly-bawling about how everything you got, you worked for. You want to compare hard work and creds? By all means then, TM, lets begin.::

::It took me three months to become the two time Undisputed Champion. How long did it take you to become a champion of any level? ... Oh, that's right ... You never were. Sorry. Forgot about that. Oh, I was an X-Division Champion for six months running ... How long was ... Oops. My bad. You never held a title that prestigious. Well, then we'll try something a little easier. I was the Longest reigning US champion ... Nope. And whether you like it or not, no one can deny that no matter where you are, when you're getting a chance like this. That speaks more than volumes, that's a whole damned encyclopedia on just what the hell I bring when its time to set the table.::

::So much for credentials, right, TM? And that pretty much goes without saying if we were going to compare skill or talent, too. Yeah, I know you got a little bit of know-how when it comes to moving around in that ring. Like I said last time around, the guys I'm just thinking, dreaming about fighting ... You're beating. You've pretty much become my 'glass ceiling'. If I want to get out of the hole I've dug myself into, and break into the WWA to take out everyone in my way, I need to get past you first. Send your ass packing, punch that one way ticket out of the WWA! Wednesday night is my chance to do that. And I have every intention of keeping my word. That's just the kind of man I am.::

[Stylez begins to slow down a bit, as he approaches a toll both]

[Stylez exploded out of the toll both]

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