The Legend Of Tommy Levi
"Everywhere You Go... Always on my Mind" -Dawkins
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Everywhere I Go... Always On My Mind 7/18/2001 The look in Levi's eyes gave him a sort of rush like he had never experienced in his entire life. Levi could sense Dawk coming down that aisle, and Dawk could sense THAT. And when he hopped up onto the apron, with his medieval device in his clutches, and entered that ring, he knew Levi, for possibly the first time in a very long time, felt very real fear. That's when he did it... he could still hear the screaming at ringside Dawkins! NO! What the hell?!? Jack, Dawkins just hit Dark Angel over the head with that two by four! I think he caught him with the nail!!! Oh yeah, this is great! I LOVE Taylor Dawkins! The ref's calling for the bell! Now look at Dawk! He's just pointing at Levi, and walking away! Levi's got to be as confused as he's EVER been! He is a sick, SICK piece of crap, is Taylor Dawkins! Oh yeah, that was great. Shortly after the show had gone off the air, Dawk was given the not so surprising news that Saturday night, he'd be taking on that very Dark Angel, in a hardcore match. He knew the cameras were watching him at this very moment Man, I hate watching Boyce do this to all his talent. Sending them out there time after time, all hoping to be the one that finally takes me out. He doesn't get it, obviously. And the worst part here? He's got me in a hardcore match. The very PREMISE of a match being LABELED hardcore disgusts me. The match doesn't make you hardcore... YOU make the MATCH hardcore. Saturday night, Dark Angel is gonna come to that ring, and in all likelihood, the little slutass is gonna be looking for some revenge. Looking to put a hurtin on ol' Dawk. And that's... okay. But if he comes at me with a stop sign and a frying pan and thinks that THAT'S hardcore... it's gonna be a pisser for him, for sure... For now, that's all he cared to say about Dark Angel. In truth, he didn't have a beef with him. It could've been Angel, Boyce, or Bob Seger facing Levi, and Dawk still would've dug that spiked two by four into their flesh. It wasn't personal. That's when his cel phone rang Hello? Jesus Christ, man. Where the HELL have you been? I call you up and say I have something for you, so you LEAVE? You haven't returned a DAMN call, and you never answer the door. What Levi did, that was cold, man, but I can make it better... Look, Jake, I'm flattered that you think you can fix everything, but there are some stuff that even YOU, the Almighty himself, can't fix. Tommy Levi didn't just piss me off. He took something that canNOT be replaced. He took the one picture I have of them. Yeah, I have his mother's ashes, but the old whore didn't even love him. She tossed him away. I did him a FAVOR I got new pictures... It shocked him to the core. He knew this was big, and it couldn't be dealt with over the phone... Dude, do NOT say another word! I'm leaving in ten minutes, I'll be home in the morning... we'll finish this then. I gotta go, late Peace Before he knew it, he was heading down the halls, getting ready to leave, gear in one hand, spiked two by four in the other. He prayed he'd run into Levi. Instead, something else caught his eye. A certain dressing room. Her dressing room. He read the tag aloud... Storm... oh yeah They were friendly back in the RWF, but Dawk hadn't said a word to her since arriving here. Then, an even worse motive arose So Dawkins, I have no choice... BUT TO... FIRE YOU! He shook his head in disgust, slowly knocking on the door Eat a dick, Boyce... It opened, and there she stood, looking as lovely as ever Oh, my... Taylor. How are... how are you doing? Hello, Storm. I'm doing fine, thank you. It's nice to see you again And same with you. I can't say I'm not surprised to see you here. You seem to be a little preoccupied with Levi Yeah, well, I guess I'd be a hypocrite if I went after Levi for neglecting his friends, and then didn't even say a word to my old friend Storm, right? She smiled, and gave him an innocent hug. Dawk was loving this Well, I must say, you've looked real impressive lately, and your column The Pisser is really making waves. I just wish you didn't have to take such a dark turn dealing with Levi. It's disturbing, Taylor He completely ignored the second half of her statement, as he stared deep into her eyes Thank you, thank you very much. I must say, you look even more beautiful than you ever have I am a married woman, now, Taylor Of course... of course. Just an innocent comment, I promise. Anyways, I was on my way out, just wanted to say hi... His voice trailed off... his eyes and her eyes connected... his hand glided between her silky smooth hair. She closed her eyes, and tilted her hair back a little So yeah... Hi. I'm gonna go now, so I'll umm, see you-- As he leaned in, he debated going for the mouth, but settled with kissing her cheek. She tasted sweeter than any sugar he'd ever had. He eyed her one last time, and saw her sporting a rather sizable smile Alright, Taylor, you take care He didn't even turn as he waved goodbye, and headed to his car. Once safely inside, he nearly died of laughter You don't screw with me, Boyce... you don't screw with me... | ||||