Facts can always be distorted but the truth never lies...

{I always find it humorous when someone has the nerve to think they know me. Whether it’s the rookie or the veteran they always seem to think they know my whole history and they feel that they can judge my actions. Some of them even think that I’m the bad guy and I just go around claiming to be good for the simple fact that I have a daughter, well guess what, you people don’t know jack shit.}

{I’m Mr. Bad...WHY? Because I don’t hide the truth and I always tell it how it is. I mean come on what the hell! If I respect you I’ll say I respect, if I think you got talent I’ll tell you that you have talent. AND! If I think you’re the biggest sack of shit to ever step foot in front of my sight then guess what I’ll be sure to make that known.}

{ Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, Abe Lincoln...I should put myself amongst those names, they all said what was needed to be said and then what happened? Someone came along making them out to be public enemy number one and in the end their life was taken. Is that something I should be on the look out for? Well maybe I got a bit a head of myself comparing myself to such important people but you get the idea. I mean I’ve heard so many people like ahem...ahem...CJ try to make me out to be the bad guy just because he got his facts all twisted up. Rich boy you don’t know a damn thing about me but he will after Saturday, but you won’t find it out the easy way...}

The house lights are dimmed down low and candles are scattered all around leading into the dinning room, mainly being the source of light. As we make way to the dinning room area we see Damian and Marianna seated at the table surrounded by candle light, the scene is set for a romantic mood and looks like something special is planned for tonight. They have their meal in front of them as well as drinks and the baby monitor placed in the center of the table. For the mood being set to be romantic the look on Damian’s face doesn’t really show us that things are going well....has a fight broken out or is something just eating away at him that’s putting him in this mood?

Marianna: Well...are you just going to stare at your plate the whole night?

Damian looked up at her and you could tell by the look on his face he just wasn’t all there tonight. He then just looked back down at the plate and tossed his fork on the table.

Marianna: Earth to Damian! Can you say something to me please...this was your idea and now you’re going to act this way with me.

Damian then sat up right in the chair and began to massage the back of his neck while letting out a sigh.

Damian: I know. I just got things on my mind. It’s just getting to me how so many people want to do this run down of my whole life and think they know the reasons behind it all and why it all happened.

Marianna: And. Why must you let all these things get to you? Why do you care so much?

Damian: Its not that I care so much it’s just annoying. Every week my next opponent comes out with the same never ending bull shit about my life. CJ for example where the hell does he get off thinking he knows my complete back story. The man has been in the GWE for a month or something like that. He hasn’t done a damn thing but lose and now gets a shot against me and thinks just by reading a sheet of paper or by word of mouth he knows everything about ME!

Marianna: So why not be flattered instead of angry?

Damian stared into her eyes and just shook his head no

Damian: You can’t be serious. Flattered? No way Mari, I should be flattered why? Because he says I’m a crappy father, I put the people in my life in danger, I got my ass kicked by Ukashi for weeks, or should I be flattered because my time in the spot light is over? Is that a good reason?

Mariana: Uh...

Damian: Yeah babe I didn’t think so. Where does the boss get these guys anyway? All they ever do is talk about how they deserve this and that and the Champion at the time is worthless. Mean while I worked my ass off since day one to get where I am today. My first match wasn’t a title shot, a month later I didn’t get an IC title shot, it took nine months. Nine months of blood, sweat, and tears to show exactly what I can do.

Marianna: I see your....

Again she is cut off by Damian’s rant

Damian: He has no right saying I put everyone in harms way, or that I did nothing to help you and Yazmin when you two were kidnapped. What was I supposed to do? Every time I tried I ended up in the ER. I even left Kacy alone against Mathias and Ukashi in search for you. And as far as Rob getting shot, it was his idea to go in search of my parent’s killers it’s not my fault he got shot. We all knew the risk we were taking.

Marianna: Don’t you realize he’s doing all this on purpose. He’s making you out to be the bad guy and you’re eating it up.

Damian: I get what he’s doing it’s just the fact that he doesn’t know shit. He’s just twisting everything as he speaks. I fought our now World Champion to get the Championship I so proudly wear. I’m even prouder to wear it after Jay became the new Champ, do you have any idea what that says about me. If Jay has the talent to defeat Kacy, Mathias and Kyzer to become World Champion then that most mean I’m defiantly something to look at for but CJ over looks all of that.

Marianna took a sip of her drink well Damian finally ate some food off of his plate.

Marianna: You’re exactly right that’s why I’m so lost of why you keep on letting CJ bother you. When it comes down to Championship matches he still has no idea of what to do. Title matches are your specialty. 

Damian: I guess I do alright.

Marianna nearly spits her drink all over the table about hearing Damian talk with a lack of confidence.

Marianna: You do alright...You’ve got to be kidding me Damian. Don’t go getting stupid on me now. I wasn’t even pulling your leg when I said Title matches are your specialty. It’s the God’s honest truth, what happened at your first TV title shot, Tag Title shot, IC title shot....You won! What happened with CJ’s first title shot...He lost! Do you already see how much better then him you are?

Damian: That doesn’t really mean anything; I just have a nice string of luck...nah fuck that I am pretty good. Sometimes I think I take this a bit too seriously and don’t give enough time for you guys. Like when Yazmin was born I was went off to face Jay at the pay per view.

Marianna: I was the one who told you to go and you were the one who said you wanted to stay. Don’t feel bad about any of that now, let me guess this is another one of CJ’s words coming into effect.

Damian: Maybe....

Damian smirked as Marianna shook her head.

Marianna: You’re not acting like yourself, don’t CJ do this to you...Does CJ even stand for anything.

Damian: Chad or Chester Johnson, most likely.

Marianna: Didn’t take you long to think that up...

Damian: Its common sense pretty much, all rich kids have those names that just scare throw rocks at me please. And Johnson well it has to be thrown in the name to compensate for the one their born missing. Yes I did go there all I ever hear is about how I’m boring because my name is Gray it’s about time to do the same no matter how dumb it is.

The couple just laughs and taps their glasses together in celebration. Then a little tiny cry can be heard coming out from the baby monitor and this quickly catches their attention.

Marianna: I’ll be right back baby let me go check on Yazmin.

Damian sits back relaxing in the chair and pulls out a small box from his pocket, he opens it up and smiles. He puts it back into a pocket and begins talking under his breath.

Damian: Even you can’t ruin this night for me CJ...You don’t even know what its like to have the heart of a champion, I didn’t grow up rich like you, I couldn’t afford anything I wanted...with out this I’d be on the streets asking for money. Unlike you I earned everything I’ve got and never took anything for granted, maybe you don’t respect some of the things I do and maybe you think I’m unworthy of being a Champion but I think the last four months speak other wise. Call me selfish, worthless, call me anything you want there’s only one thing that comes to mind when I think of you....jealous. Let all of it pile up in you, it’s all gonna come back to get cha.

Footsteps are heard as Marianna is quickly coming back down the stairs to join up with Damian again.

Damian: That was quick babe.

Marianna: Yeah she just wanted some attention and then just fell right back to sleep, always craving a attention like a special some one I know.

 Damian: I wonder....I wonder.

Marianna smiles and Damian blows her a kiss.

Damian: I’m starting to feel pumped about tomorrow night, just another critique I get to shut up.

Marianna: See I knew you’d come around. Let’s face it the only way I see CJ winning is if he uses that money of his to pay the whole roster to jump you before the match and I just don’t see that happening.

Damian: That should be the last thing on his mind, after his face getting planted into the mat plastic surgery is going to be a must. Time and time again I’ve proven what happens when you mess with me and when you mess with my family, and it won’t be any different for CJ. He wants to trash talk me and everything I’ve ever done and I’m suppose to just stay quiet about it...ain’t no way in hell that’s gonna happen. But for now I need some rest lets go to bed baby.

Marianna: Sure thing baby...

As the couple leaves the table they make their way upstairs as Damian drops down to a knee.

Damian: Baby turn around....

When she does her eyes just light up and her mouth just drops almost like she already knows what is going to be said.

Damian: Will you...

Marianna: YES! YES! Of course I Will!!

Damian: ....make some eggs and bacon in the morning....

Marianna just looks away and nods her head yes and begins to turn around to head upstairs again. Damian laughs and again calls for Marianna’s attention but this time with a small box in his hand that is opened and showing a beautifully princess cut three stone 5 ct. diamond 20 ct White Gold ring.

Damian: I know you didn’t think I’d try to make this nice to special with out they’re being a real reason now did you...I Love You! Will you marry me?

Tears begin to just drop out of Marianna’s eyes as she begins screaming out yes and shakes as Damian slides the ring on her finger. The two share in a big hug and a huge kiss. With tears in their eyes and smiles on their face they hold hands and make their way upstairs, its celebration time.

See CJ, money doesn’t make you better then me...Money doesn’t buy you happiness, love, talent, skill, heart, determination, and it sure won’t buy you a Championship. Keep this all in mind Richie Rich, because this Championship won’t be handed over in a Will like all that money was...You’re going to fight to earn it and when it’s over your little mutt dollar is going to be there to lick up your wounds..