Knock, knock at my door.

Damn, I get up off the bed in my hotel room and sure enough it’s the person I thought it’d be. Tamara Rose, my agent and someone who monitor’s EVERYTHING about me, was standing in the doorway of my hotel room looking just as fine as she wants to be. I step back and let her inside and as she sits down on the bed with her phone in hand I see her skimming the WWoW website and pulling up an article that seems to be back and forth between a people.

One of those people being me and the other is a worthless piece of shit mother fucker by the name of Michael Harris.

Tamara Rose says: What the fuck is this?

I take her phone from her and begin reading from the top and then go to the last post.

The Rocket says: That is me warning a mother fucker about keeping my fucking name out of his god damn mouth.

I hand the phone back to her and she just sits there.

Tamara Rose says: I thought this was something we talked about before you decided to go back to SKCW. I really thought we were going to make it there and that you’d get the World Title on Overdrive and we wouldn’t have to worry about shit like this happening. You already know the outcome and it’s going to be the same thing every time you face...

I turn back around on her.

The Rocket says: Since I’m in HCW the exclusive clause in my contract is right out the window. I’m a free agent and can go and do whatever the fuck I please and here I can be as sick and twisted as I want. This mother fucker got lucky the last time we faced off against each other and the next time I see him, I’m not talking and I’m not sitting down while he takes and does all this shit. I called and got reinstated into WWoW earlier.

She looks at me kind of shocked.

Tamara Rose says: You can’t do that without talking to me first. I’m your agent and we make those decisions together.

I look at her and raise an eyebrow.

The Rocket says: I already did and when I get back to Florida good old Michael Harris is as good as fucking dead.

She just sits there and stares at me.

Tamara Rose says: So this is all about pride? He beat you and just name dropped about the loss so you now decide that you want your revenge?

I walk over to the bed and sit down next to her.

The Rocket says: It’s about way more then pride. I let you read everything you could on me and my career when you took this job. You know good and damn well the way he won was fixed, it may not have looked like it but trust me had I won that match you and I would be having another conversation. 

Tamara Rose says: So it’s about a loss. You really are doing this for a stupid reason.

I look back at her.

The Rocket says: Michael Harris is walking around the fucking world running his mouth about beating your client and you think the reason I’m heading to Florida is stupid? He’s running his mouth and using my name in the same sentence as Matt Ward and SVD. No offense to them but do you know how fucking much that pisses me off that he that he thinks he’s some BIG legendary king and that I am being portrayed as some lower form of life? This mother fucker is going to eat his fucking words and I’m going to watch as he chokes on every last one he said about me and I’m going to do it with or without you.

She stands up and stares at me.

Tamara Rose says: I’ll be there and we’ll do this together. I obviously have some reading to do on this Michael Harris guy and see what his problem is. The only thing I saw was the part where you responded and I went ballistic thinking that you breached your contract with SKCW.

I shake my head that she’s wrong.

The Rocket says: I told you already. As long as I’m in HCW we’re good. You’ve got some time though, I can’t show up at the PPV and knowing that idiot he’d be expecting me to. We’ll save our return for the ShutOut following this PPV and if he ain’t ready to eat his words then, well then he ain’t gonna be ready ever.

Tamara Rose says: I still don’t understand what it is about this guy but if you insist on taking him out, then I’m going to be right there behind you. I’ll see you in the morning.

And with that she goes back to the door and let’s herself out.

The End.