Post by Mako Mancini on Nov 13, 2013 22:20:39 GMT -6
September 8th, 2013
Things at Disclosure ended with a bit of shock, even for Zero. He had been fighting so hard to make things better in his life that he completely ignored what was going on with his job. Zero just repaired the hurt feelings between him and Erin then continued on without caring to ask what was going to happen from this point forward.
Zero was shocked just as much as the next person. He was feeling distant towards Lifer, but was it really this distant? To the point that he wanted to join in with the name change and turn against everything Lifer had built? Whether he agreed with Lifer or not, he did find a way to make an impact. Sure, his injury screwed up any type of work they had lined up...
Was it all worth going against him though?
To his friends and stable mates, it was. They believed he built a false vision on the White Nights and what they stood for. They felt they weren’t doing any good to the organization, but helping Lifer proceed with his evil subconscious.
Failsafe... It does have a nice ring to it.
Is this really what Zero wanted though? He worked his ass off for Lifer and his vision, was pissed to see his downfall, but overall it didn’t bother him. As evil as that might sound, Zero didn’t have a care in the world that Lifer was injured. In his book, it bumped him up that more on the list with his absence.
Whether what he did was right or wrong, Zero didn’t care. If he had been put in the same situation he would probably have done the same as Lifer. That’s when it got him to thinking.
Does he even really belong in Failsafe?
Not only was it a bunch of girls, but good people, something that Zero was starting to accept more and more. He wasn’t looking out for anyone’s good intentions. He signed up with them to balance out all the crazy things he did that were frowned upon. It was a way to do something for the greater good in his life.
However, this was a little different. He didn’t really connect with anyone in Failsafe. He had been walking a lonely road with the White Nights, but this was going to be even colder. He wasn’t anywhere compared to any of them...
Maybe it was time to do what everyone was suggesting. Take a step back and leave.
This whole thing needed to have some more thought put into it. He would reach out, talk to Erin, and see where things would be going from here. If it didn’t fit his future plans, then maybe he could just walk away from it all.
Something he couldn’t walk away from is his unfinished business with Lee Redford. He had made a promise to himself and his friend that he would keep him out of Miami and Zero planned to live up to that.
Lee was released from the prison a few weeks ago. It wasn’t hard to discover that he was hiding away in the trash dump that his brother, Daniel, had called his house. Zero was sitting in the passenger seat of a taxi cab, checking the place out. The house wasn’t anything like his first visit. No random people hanging around, the grass was cut, and the windows were boarded up. In fact, it looked like no one lived there.
He stepped out of the taxi and paid the driver. From the looks of it, Lee wasn’t around and wasn’t going to be seen for a bit. He had left the house an hour ago and has yet to return.
“Hmm. Wonder if he moved. His car isn’t here.”
Sneaking around back, there was barking coming from the neighbor’s backyard that startled him. It wasn’t like last time when he had Beeno with him, but there wasn’t the lurking crackheads either.
After making it to the backdoor, he slid it up and creeped inside, trying to his best to keep the noise to a minimum. Zero tried to flick on the light, but there was no electricity. He stood straight up as it looked like the place was abandoned.
“What the fuck... They told me he still lived here. What the hell was Lee doing here then?”
It was time spent like this that took his mind off everything else. You never knew what could happen in this kind of situation, and had to always be on alert. If you were letting your mind roam or didn’t keep it straight edge... Well, just think of the worse and hope for the best.
Zero began to walk throughout the house, double checking to make sure he was the only one there. It was clear until he walked into the back bedroom and seen Daniel laying on a single mattress in the middle of the floor.
How was he supposed to take this seriously? Zero could see the needles lying next to Daniel on the floor confirming what kind of condition he was in. Instead of feeling sorry for him, anger instantly filled his body. Was Lee really living in this mess with his brother or just visiting? Either way, he wasn’t considering leaving Miami as long as Daniel was around.
He kicked his foot square into Daniel’s lungs causing him to stir and wake up. Daniel looked at Zero with somewhat of a starry gaze, but pushed himself hard against the wall once his mind processed who it was.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me. I make time out of my schedule for this, to see you in this condition? Your brother is finally out of jail and this is the welcome home party he gets? Seriously man, there is something wrong with you.”
Daniel spit in his direction, still shaking and staring wildly at Zero. It was clear he was still suffering the effects of being doped up. If there was one thing Zero couldn’t stand, it was a drug addict’s eyes. It brought back too many memories that he never wanted to remember again.
“Fuck you, Zero... Comin’ up in here, breakin’ into my house and shit... I can get you arrested for this!’
“Oh? Going to bring them here, with a needle sticking out of your arm? Never mind... you might really be that retarded.”
Zero wanted to bring fear into Daniel, but he was holding himself back. He was hoping to compromise with his old friend, come to an even ground. There wasn’t any use to being hostile or trying to pick a fight. This wasn’t even about Daniel unless he chose for it to be, it was all about Lee.
Noticing that Daniel was still giving him a wild set of eyes, he checked around the room to make sure there were no weapons
before taking a seat in front of the bed. Daniel reached out across his mattress, fingers barely touching the needle on the other side. Zero stood up, kicked the tray into the wall, and turned his attention.
“Man!!! Why did you have to go and do that for!?! You’re scaring the fuck out of me! I just wanted a little something to calm the nerves!”
“Daniel, shut the hell up and get a hold of yourself. I want you perfectly soberfor this talk we’re about to have. Man... Hold up, don’t you go anywhere.”
Daniel was still in a bit of shock as Zero kept his eyes on him, but made his way to the kitchen where he filled up a cup. Never taking his eyes off Daniel, he walked back into the room and threw the water in his face. He threw his arms around randomly, wiping the water from his face before looking back to Zero. The look on his face was pitiful. Normal people would have maybe felt
sorry for the guy, but Zero hated him. He expected Daniel to hate him just as much in return. They had turned their backs on each other a long time ago.
That friendship was ruined. That’s one of the reasons he had to make things right with Lee. He wasn’t like his brother, who was a great person at heart. It was Zero’s fault he never got to express it or show the real world that he had talent. Lee was never given that chance.
Zero was given that chance, and took it for granted. The desire to live more like a rock star than a normal human being is too much to handle at times. There was the perks of it all and the downfalls, some people got too far caught in it to turn back around.
It almost cost his life in exchange for living that type of lifestyle. Only then did he wake up to realize that he wasn’t doing anything else but hurting himself. The temptations are hard at times, and sometimes Zero folds to them. All it took was to remember the look in his eyes. It was the devil staring right back at you.
There was no denying Zero was a monster, a demon of his own kind. Everything he touched died in some way. Any relationship he ever thought of having, crumbled.
It wasn’t everyday he had the opportunity to make one thing that he fucked up so badly right again. He cost Lee his freedom for years, there was no bringing that back. If he stayed with his brother in Miami, there would be no saving him.
“Where is Lee?”
“What are you talking about? My brother hasn’t been here.”
“Daniel, why are you trying to lie to me?”
Zero stood up and slowly walked in Daniel’s direction. He looked down to him, watching him shake, and running his boot across the wooden floorboard. There wasn’t going to be many chances for Daniel not to lie about this. If this is the way he wanted things, he would regret it.
“Are you going to lie to me?”
“I haven’t seen him man!!!”
He bit his bottom lip and looked away. There was no trying to reason with a crack head, they weren’t going to give you the truth until you beat it out of them. On that thought, Zero reach his boot back and began to lace into Daniel.
He didn’t give into the yells that were echoing through the house until he was satisfied. Daniel was holding his ribs and holding a hand up, breathing hard and ready to crack.
“He is out... Gettin’ some things, trying to clean this place up. Take care of his sick older brother.”
“Sick?”
Zero reached down and started to slap Daniel across his face.
“Sick in the fucking head is all.”
So Lee was actually trying to help his brother in this miserable state he was in. There was nothing in Daniel’s life that was going to get any better. All the money and time would be spent into trying to heal him, but he was like Zero in a way. Like Zero was trying to tell Brandon Banks.
There was no saving people like them. You are who you are for a reason. As much good as you think you’re doing, the backlash
doesn’t reflect anything you would expect. Everything Zero had done, it was in the best interest of the people he cared about.
In his eyes it wasn’t him being selfish, but to everyone else... He always lived up to their expectations.
Zero gritted his teeth and looked at Daniel.
“You’ve screwed up your life enough, you’re not doing that to Lee. He spent four years in prison for me... I look at you and I see you for everything you really are. A fucked up druggie, who never wants to change. Just live the life while your brother pampers you.
“Shut the fuck up! Why don’t you stay out of family matters? When is the last time you’ve done anythin’ good for ANYONE!?! You drove your own fuckin’ father crazy. Pushed everyone away who wanted to give you a chance. Live this bullshit life in this bullshit wrestling career. You don’t think I see you on the news?
Oh, I see you on the news motha fucker. Only reason you’re on there is because of Heather Halliwell! You think they ever talk about you wrestling?”
Daniel let out a crazy laugh and tilted his head to the side, staring at the wall on the opposite side of the room.
“You’re no better than me, Zero... Who the fuck you trying to play with? You think just because you’re clean of drugs that makes you some kind of big man... Like you still aren’t a piece of fuckin’ shit. All this talk of saving Lee... Ignoring what you did to him, not visiting him... Fuck you, hypocrite.”
Zero knelt down next to Daniel and looked to the floor. Maybe all of those things he said about him were true, but he didn’t know what was going on in Zero’s mind. No one did. Only person who seemed to be on the same page as him was Beeno and that wasn’t even a given anymore.
This was starting to remind of the chat between him and Banks again. Was there a way to change who you really were? If Banks found all the answers to that question, Zero wouldn’t know how to feel. It’s something he tried to accomplish a few times and failed.
Now he would fix one problem, cause another. Make things right with Erin, then everything goes wrong with Heather. From wanting to rip Bank’s head off, then hearing him out and giving him advice. Joining the White Nights... Well, Failsafe, to try and make up a little ground. However, he has ruined too many lives to make those right again.
That’s where Brandon Banks is wrong.
If you can imagine the level people like them will stoop to get whatever they want. You can NEVER take those back. The others will constantly judge you and there will always be someone against you.
Against the world? Zero never really put any thought into that. To him, everyone was his enemy in one view or another. It was more like he was the one who turned the world against him if anything.
“Daniel, don’t make me do this... We’ve already seen that I will do whatever it takes to get my way. So I’m going to ask you this, and I’m only going to ask you once... If I tell you to, are you going to pack up and leave Miami without telling Lee where you’re going?”
Zero watched as Daniel was biting his tongue. Unexpectedly, he spit in Zero’s face to clearly show his answer. He stood up, wiped the spit from his face, and shook his head. Like last time, they would have to do this the hard way.
There was no more holding back as Zero dragged Daniel up the wall, from the floor, and began throwing punches. Daniel started to put up the best fight he could, better than what Zero would have thought. It wasn’t long before Zero got in a few punches that
seemed to have crippled Daniel. Something inside him didn’t want to stop as he kept throwing jabs in the druggie’s face.
Covered in blood, he finally stopped and threw his back against the wall. There was almost no life in Daniel as he attempted to roll over, still spitting up blood. Once Zero caught his breath, he stood up and walked over Daniel.
He was going to give him one final chance.
There was no sympathy in his eyes as he watched the scene unfold. Daniel was doing his best to get back onto the mattress, as Zero looked at the blood splattered on his body. He tried to let things play out, but some people would never learn their lesson.
Zero pulled a wad of money, wrapped in a rubber band, from his front pocket and began to toss it down one by one onto Daniel’s body.
“Okay, as I was saying... Here is what you’re going to do. First, you take this money a go get your shit cleaned up. It’s hard enough looking like a crack head already. No one should have to walk around looking worse than that.”
The money covered his face before Zero decided to stop. He put it back into his pocket and crossed his arms, refusing to take his eyes off Daniel.
“Then, you’re going to disappear. When I say that, I mean... God bless your soul if I hear a world or sentence that involves anything to do with you. There are lot of places you can run to, not saying you have to live in Rhode Island for the rest of your life.
Lee is going to get a chance to finally live, and not be held back by you... He gets to move on, that’s why you aren’t going to tell him where you’re going or how to get in contact with you. Disappear... I don’t want to see any trace that you ever existed. I hope I’ve been clear here, or I will find you again. You don’t think every crackhead in his town would give you away for a hundred bucks?”
Zero waited for Daniel to answer back, but he could only manage a groan. He walked back out into what seemed to be the living room area and pulled a hoodie over his blood soaked shirt. Without another word, Zero left the residence and began to walk down the road alone. He didn’t want a taxi, he wanted to think.
There was no remorse or regret, only relief. For a few minutes there he was able to let all his anger out. He would be a liar to say that he didn’t feel better about it.
All the bullshit drama that builds up inside you, the kind that you can’t take out on the people you care about. Heather might be taking shots at him, but Zero can’t find it in his heart to fire back.
He deserved everything that happened to him.
There should have never been any false hope for Heather. Zero should have admitted from the beginning he can’t fall in love, can't be her knight in shining armor.
It fell right in line with everyone’s false expectations of Zero. The whole time they thought he never had it in him to be anything special. Now the whispers are flowing that they all believe he is going to capture his first PDW title against James Shark.
Zero knew these things a long time ago, when every else refused to admit it.
He didn’t need Heather to get to where he is, the White Nights never helped him win any match, and with the exception of Beeno, Zero has done this all himself.
And you people are only a believer now?
Miami, Florida
Things at Disclosure ended with a bit of shock, even for Zero. He had been fighting so hard to make things better in his life that he completely ignored what was going on with his job. Zero just repaired the hurt feelings between him and Erin then continued on without caring to ask what was going to happen from this point forward.
Zero was shocked just as much as the next person. He was feeling distant towards Lifer, but was it really this distant? To the point that he wanted to join in with the name change and turn against everything Lifer had built? Whether he agreed with Lifer or not, he did find a way to make an impact. Sure, his injury screwed up any type of work they had lined up...
Was it all worth going against him though?
To his friends and stable mates, it was. They believed he built a false vision on the White Nights and what they stood for. They felt they weren’t doing any good to the organization, but helping Lifer proceed with his evil subconscious.
Failsafe... It does have a nice ring to it.
Is this really what Zero wanted though? He worked his ass off for Lifer and his vision, was pissed to see his downfall, but overall it didn’t bother him. As evil as that might sound, Zero didn’t have a care in the world that Lifer was injured. In his book, it bumped him up that more on the list with his absence.
Whether what he did was right or wrong, Zero didn’t care. If he had been put in the same situation he would probably have done the same as Lifer. That’s when it got him to thinking.
Does he even really belong in Failsafe?
Not only was it a bunch of girls, but good people, something that Zero was starting to accept more and more. He wasn’t looking out for anyone’s good intentions. He signed up with them to balance out all the crazy things he did that were frowned upon. It was a way to do something for the greater good in his life.
However, this was a little different. He didn’t really connect with anyone in Failsafe. He had been walking a lonely road with the White Nights, but this was going to be even colder. He wasn’t anywhere compared to any of them...
Maybe it was time to do what everyone was suggesting. Take a step back and leave.
This whole thing needed to have some more thought put into it. He would reach out, talk to Erin, and see where things would be going from here. If it didn’t fit his future plans, then maybe he could just walk away from it all.
Something he couldn’t walk away from is his unfinished business with Lee Redford. He had made a promise to himself and his friend that he would keep him out of Miami and Zero planned to live up to that.
Lee was released from the prison a few weeks ago. It wasn’t hard to discover that he was hiding away in the trash dump that his brother, Daniel, had called his house. Zero was sitting in the passenger seat of a taxi cab, checking the place out. The house wasn’t anything like his first visit. No random people hanging around, the grass was cut, and the windows were boarded up. In fact, it looked like no one lived there.
He stepped out of the taxi and paid the driver. From the looks of it, Lee wasn’t around and wasn’t going to be seen for a bit. He had left the house an hour ago and has yet to return.
“Hmm. Wonder if he moved. His car isn’t here.”
Sneaking around back, there was barking coming from the neighbor’s backyard that startled him. It wasn’t like last time when he had Beeno with him, but there wasn’t the lurking crackheads either.
After making it to the backdoor, he slid it up and creeped inside, trying to his best to keep the noise to a minimum. Zero tried to flick on the light, but there was no electricity. He stood straight up as it looked like the place was abandoned.
“What the fuck... They told me he still lived here. What the hell was Lee doing here then?”
It was time spent like this that took his mind off everything else. You never knew what could happen in this kind of situation, and had to always be on alert. If you were letting your mind roam or didn’t keep it straight edge... Well, just think of the worse and hope for the best.
Zero began to walk throughout the house, double checking to make sure he was the only one there. It was clear until he walked into the back bedroom and seen Daniel laying on a single mattress in the middle of the floor.
How was he supposed to take this seriously? Zero could see the needles lying next to Daniel on the floor confirming what kind of condition he was in. Instead of feeling sorry for him, anger instantly filled his body. Was Lee really living in this mess with his brother or just visiting? Either way, he wasn’t considering leaving Miami as long as Daniel was around.
He kicked his foot square into Daniel’s lungs causing him to stir and wake up. Daniel looked at Zero with somewhat of a starry gaze, but pushed himself hard against the wall once his mind processed who it was.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me. I make time out of my schedule for this, to see you in this condition? Your brother is finally out of jail and this is the welcome home party he gets? Seriously man, there is something wrong with you.”
Daniel spit in his direction, still shaking and staring wildly at Zero. It was clear he was still suffering the effects of being doped up. If there was one thing Zero couldn’t stand, it was a drug addict’s eyes. It brought back too many memories that he never wanted to remember again.
“Fuck you, Zero... Comin’ up in here, breakin’ into my house and shit... I can get you arrested for this!’
“Oh? Going to bring them here, with a needle sticking out of your arm? Never mind... you might really be that retarded.”
Zero wanted to bring fear into Daniel, but he was holding himself back. He was hoping to compromise with his old friend, come to an even ground. There wasn’t any use to being hostile or trying to pick a fight. This wasn’t even about Daniel unless he chose for it to be, it was all about Lee.
Noticing that Daniel was still giving him a wild set of eyes, he checked around the room to make sure there were no weapons
before taking a seat in front of the bed. Daniel reached out across his mattress, fingers barely touching the needle on the other side. Zero stood up, kicked the tray into the wall, and turned his attention.
“Man!!! Why did you have to go and do that for!?! You’re scaring the fuck out of me! I just wanted a little something to calm the nerves!”
“Daniel, shut the hell up and get a hold of yourself. I want you perfectly soberfor this talk we’re about to have. Man... Hold up, don’t you go anywhere.”
Daniel was still in a bit of shock as Zero kept his eyes on him, but made his way to the kitchen where he filled up a cup. Never taking his eyes off Daniel, he walked back into the room and threw the water in his face. He threw his arms around randomly, wiping the water from his face before looking back to Zero. The look on his face was pitiful. Normal people would have maybe felt
sorry for the guy, but Zero hated him. He expected Daniel to hate him just as much in return. They had turned their backs on each other a long time ago.
That friendship was ruined. That’s one of the reasons he had to make things right with Lee. He wasn’t like his brother, who was a great person at heart. It was Zero’s fault he never got to express it or show the real world that he had talent. Lee was never given that chance.
Zero was given that chance, and took it for granted. The desire to live more like a rock star than a normal human being is too much to handle at times. There was the perks of it all and the downfalls, some people got too far caught in it to turn back around.
It almost cost his life in exchange for living that type of lifestyle. Only then did he wake up to realize that he wasn’t doing anything else but hurting himself. The temptations are hard at times, and sometimes Zero folds to them. All it took was to remember the look in his eyes. It was the devil staring right back at you.
There was no denying Zero was a monster, a demon of his own kind. Everything he touched died in some way. Any relationship he ever thought of having, crumbled.
It wasn’t everyday he had the opportunity to make one thing that he fucked up so badly right again. He cost Lee his freedom for years, there was no bringing that back. If he stayed with his brother in Miami, there would be no saving him.
“Where is Lee?”
“What are you talking about? My brother hasn’t been here.”
“Daniel, why are you trying to lie to me?”
Zero stood up and slowly walked in Daniel’s direction. He looked down to him, watching him shake, and running his boot across the wooden floorboard. There wasn’t going to be many chances for Daniel not to lie about this. If this is the way he wanted things, he would regret it.
“Are you going to lie to me?”
“I haven’t seen him man!!!”
He bit his bottom lip and looked away. There was no trying to reason with a crack head, they weren’t going to give you the truth until you beat it out of them. On that thought, Zero reach his boot back and began to lace into Daniel.
He didn’t give into the yells that were echoing through the house until he was satisfied. Daniel was holding his ribs and holding a hand up, breathing hard and ready to crack.
“He is out... Gettin’ some things, trying to clean this place up. Take care of his sick older brother.”
“Sick?”
Zero reached down and started to slap Daniel across his face.
“Sick in the fucking head is all.”
So Lee was actually trying to help his brother in this miserable state he was in. There was nothing in Daniel’s life that was going to get any better. All the money and time would be spent into trying to heal him, but he was like Zero in a way. Like Zero was trying to tell Brandon Banks.
There was no saving people like them. You are who you are for a reason. As much good as you think you’re doing, the backlash
doesn’t reflect anything you would expect. Everything Zero had done, it was in the best interest of the people he cared about.
In his eyes it wasn’t him being selfish, but to everyone else... He always lived up to their expectations.
Zero gritted his teeth and looked at Daniel.
“You’ve screwed up your life enough, you’re not doing that to Lee. He spent four years in prison for me... I look at you and I see you for everything you really are. A fucked up druggie, who never wants to change. Just live the life while your brother pampers you.
“Shut the fuck up! Why don’t you stay out of family matters? When is the last time you’ve done anythin’ good for ANYONE!?! You drove your own fuckin’ father crazy. Pushed everyone away who wanted to give you a chance. Live this bullshit life in this bullshit wrestling career. You don’t think I see you on the news?
Oh, I see you on the news motha fucker. Only reason you’re on there is because of Heather Halliwell! You think they ever talk about you wrestling?”
Daniel let out a crazy laugh and tilted his head to the side, staring at the wall on the opposite side of the room.
“You’re no better than me, Zero... Who the fuck you trying to play with? You think just because you’re clean of drugs that makes you some kind of big man... Like you still aren’t a piece of fuckin’ shit. All this talk of saving Lee... Ignoring what you did to him, not visiting him... Fuck you, hypocrite.”
Zero knelt down next to Daniel and looked to the floor. Maybe all of those things he said about him were true, but he didn’t know what was going on in Zero’s mind. No one did. Only person who seemed to be on the same page as him was Beeno and that wasn’t even a given anymore.
This was starting to remind of the chat between him and Banks again. Was there a way to change who you really were? If Banks found all the answers to that question, Zero wouldn’t know how to feel. It’s something he tried to accomplish a few times and failed.
Now he would fix one problem, cause another. Make things right with Erin, then everything goes wrong with Heather. From wanting to rip Bank’s head off, then hearing him out and giving him advice. Joining the White Nights... Well, Failsafe, to try and make up a little ground. However, he has ruined too many lives to make those right again.
That’s where Brandon Banks is wrong.
If you can imagine the level people like them will stoop to get whatever they want. You can NEVER take those back. The others will constantly judge you and there will always be someone against you.
Against the world? Zero never really put any thought into that. To him, everyone was his enemy in one view or another. It was more like he was the one who turned the world against him if anything.
“Daniel, don’t make me do this... We’ve already seen that I will do whatever it takes to get my way. So I’m going to ask you this, and I’m only going to ask you once... If I tell you to, are you going to pack up and leave Miami without telling Lee where you’re going?”
Zero watched as Daniel was biting his tongue. Unexpectedly, he spit in Zero’s face to clearly show his answer. He stood up, wiped the spit from his face, and shook his head. Like last time, they would have to do this the hard way.
There was no more holding back as Zero dragged Daniel up the wall, from the floor, and began throwing punches. Daniel started to put up the best fight he could, better than what Zero would have thought. It wasn’t long before Zero got in a few punches that
seemed to have crippled Daniel. Something inside him didn’t want to stop as he kept throwing jabs in the druggie’s face.
Covered in blood, he finally stopped and threw his back against the wall. There was almost no life in Daniel as he attempted to roll over, still spitting up blood. Once Zero caught his breath, he stood up and walked over Daniel.
He was going to give him one final chance.
There was no sympathy in his eyes as he watched the scene unfold. Daniel was doing his best to get back onto the mattress, as Zero looked at the blood splattered on his body. He tried to let things play out, but some people would never learn their lesson.
Zero pulled a wad of money, wrapped in a rubber band, from his front pocket and began to toss it down one by one onto Daniel’s body.
“Okay, as I was saying... Here is what you’re going to do. First, you take this money a go get your shit cleaned up. It’s hard enough looking like a crack head already. No one should have to walk around looking worse than that.”
The money covered his face before Zero decided to stop. He put it back into his pocket and crossed his arms, refusing to take his eyes off Daniel.
“Then, you’re going to disappear. When I say that, I mean... God bless your soul if I hear a world or sentence that involves anything to do with you. There are lot of places you can run to, not saying you have to live in Rhode Island for the rest of your life.
Lee is going to get a chance to finally live, and not be held back by you... He gets to move on, that’s why you aren’t going to tell him where you’re going or how to get in contact with you. Disappear... I don’t want to see any trace that you ever existed. I hope I’ve been clear here, or I will find you again. You don’t think every crackhead in his town would give you away for a hundred bucks?”
Zero waited for Daniel to answer back, but he could only manage a groan. He walked back out into what seemed to be the living room area and pulled a hoodie over his blood soaked shirt. Without another word, Zero left the residence and began to walk down the road alone. He didn’t want a taxi, he wanted to think.
There was no remorse or regret, only relief. For a few minutes there he was able to let all his anger out. He would be a liar to say that he didn’t feel better about it.
All the bullshit drama that builds up inside you, the kind that you can’t take out on the people you care about. Heather might be taking shots at him, but Zero can’t find it in his heart to fire back.
He deserved everything that happened to him.
There should have never been any false hope for Heather. Zero should have admitted from the beginning he can’t fall in love, can't be her knight in shining armor.
It fell right in line with everyone’s false expectations of Zero. The whole time they thought he never had it in him to be anything special. Now the whispers are flowing that they all believe he is going to capture his first PDW title against James Shark.
Zero knew these things a long time ago, when every else refused to admit it.
He didn’t need Heather to get to where he is, the White Nights never helped him win any match, and with the exception of Beeno, Zero has done this all himself.
And you people are only a believer now?
