Post by Winter Pine on Jul 2, 2016 20:55:32 GMT -6
Success may not be something I am fully accustomed to in my life. It's no secret if you learn about my past, failure has always been the larger and more consistent thing I have had to deal with. With that simple information, nothing too hard to understand unless you are a small minded fool, then you can probably easily determine that ever since I've arrived in VoW, that constant that I am so used to dealing with has changed. Now I'm not saying things are perfect for me, if they were I'd probably be sitting here right now bragging about an undefeated record or being a champion or what have you. No, instead, I've won 5, I've lost 5, I've had my knee injured, I've been emotionally scared at times by some events that have occurred to me since I've arrived here. My greatest success is probably finding Matthew, being brought into The Orphanage immediately, knowing I have a family behind me. Though, Fate of the Gods was a very close second...the night I finally put an end to the biggest poison in this company.
I told Stacy Jones, I warned Stacy Jones actually, that I was going to do whatever it took to eradicate the influence she had on these people. Did I succeed fully, maybe not, after all no matter how much help I offer this universe of pathetic minded "fans," they will always be sheep. That said, I'm sure I changed the minds of many of those people that supported Stacy, I revealed the truth behind her body. Mentally, Stacy is the biggest loser this company has ever had, and she always will be. Physically, Stacy has skill and I can't deny that, she took me to limits I never thought I had, and she made me have to pull out the real pain I knew I could bring. At Fate of the Gods, I got hurt, but I delivered hurt just the same if not more, and the difference is...I got back back up, Stacy didn't. Who knows what Stacy Jones we will see once she returns, I mean now she's got a little blonde whore around her arm, now she wants to "clean up" her act a bit more, and you know part of me hopes she realizes what I did to her was to eliminate the poison and allow her to start over. She's always be a sad, pathetic, piece of trash...but at least, maybe she can do something with her life that is worthwhile...though I highly doubt that will be the case.
As for me? Well...I succeed in my attempt to win the war with Stacy Jones. My life is pretty great, and I have no regrets for what's to come in the future. However...I still have the big burden on my shoulders...fixing my own life...remembering what makes me Veronica, and not just what makes me Winter. It's not easy...but a good start to all this will be getting back my dad, and that is hopefully what I'll be able to do. I have faith for once in my life...happiness will be the bigger emotion in my mind.
Sitting here in The Capital Grille, one of the great restaurants in Miami which has become home to me since moving in with Matthew, I probably am feeling more nervous than I ever have in a long time. Yes, Matthew and I have been to places like this before for dinner, enjoying ourselves, just having nice memories. Today is going to be a good memory too, I at least hope, but it's also going to be the roughest moment of my life...for the first time in years, I get to see my father again, introduce him to my fiancé...the most I can hope for is he will truly accept me like he did in our phone call, and I pray he accepts Matthew as well.
I grab tightly onto Matthew's hand as we sit next to each other, my breathing very heavy right now.
"I hope he really is coming...but I'm so scared of what his reaction will be."
He places his free hand on top of mine and kisses me softly on the side of the head.
"He'll be here, babe. And everything will be fine, trust me."
"I just hope he likes you...I hope our phone conversation a little while back wasn't a fluke."
"How can he not like me? I'm a great guy!"
He flashes me a cheesy grin, trying his best to lighten the mood and make me feel better about the whole thing. Blushing, I nuzzle against Matthew's face with my own and smile very slightly.
"Of course you are a great guy, maybe a little egotistical, but you are amazing. I just hope he'll see the good, and not what everyone else seems to see in you."
"Babe, I'm sure that if his own daughter can see the good in me, then he will see it too. I promise..."
Just then, I see a man enter the restaurant who looks to be in his mid to late forties with dark graying short hair, a full beard of the same color wearing a pair of thick black rimmed glasses, a dark brown jacket, a plain red woolen jumper, a pair of blue denim jeans and a pair of brown boots.
"Is that him?"
"I...I think? If it is, he has cleaned up a lot from the last time I saw him."
"Maybe you should give him a wave, you've no doubt changed a lot in the looks department since he last saw you too."
Nodding, I nervously give a small wave to the man, hoping he notices and maybe recognizes me if he is indeed my father.
Finally looking over in our direction, a smile comes across his face as he begins to make his way over to us. Oh God! The nerves are building! I grab onto Matt as he wraps his arm around my waist to try and reassure me before he both stand to our feet.
"Mr Pinelli?"
The man nods, proving that he is indeed my father after all, causing me to get even more nervous and I'm now latching onto my King for dear life.
"Yes, you must be Matthew. Veronica spoke very highly of you in our conversation over the phone."
They shake hands with one another as Daddy now turns his attention to me as he looks me up and down.
"And my, my...is this beautiful young woman really my daughter?"
As soon as he says that, this sensation comes over me as I begin to cry and lunge out of Matthew's arms, grabbing onto Daddy and holding him tightly against me as tears fall from my face then down his shoulder and back.
"It's...it's really you...after so long away from each other, it's finally you."
He chuckles whilst softly rubbing my back.
"It's been way too long my sweet little pup..."
"I'm so sorry...so very sorry I ever took myself out of your life."
"I should be the one apologizing, sweetheart. I should have had the courage to stand up to that horrid woman sooner and made sure you were never out of my life to begin with."
"As much as it feels good to have you again...I wish Momma would have accepted me...I didn't want to be a mistake to her."
"I wish that too, Veronica. I really do...and it pains me so much that she didn't. But I promise you that I will always accept you and will always support you in everything you ever do. The first thing being when you marry this strapping fella of yours..."
Hearing him say that puts a big smile on my face, maybe he will be willing to really get to know and accept Matthew, but I have to make sure first.
"Wh-Why don't we sit down...you know, before I cry so much I cause a scene."
"Of course..."
We all take a seat and begin to peruse over our menus, honestly I don't really have much of an appetite right now due to the nerves.
"So then, I guess we'll start with the obvious. How did you two meet?"
"Matthew and I? Gosh...I mean, knowingly we met probably when I first joined VoW and I got pulled into the group Matthew was already a part of. I joined up with them immediately, and Matthew was one of the first people I talked with."
"Group? What kind of group? And what is this VoW?"
"VoW is Visionaries of Wrestling...since I am still following my wrestling dream Momma said made me a disgrace of a woman. And the group is called The Orphanage, it's sort of like a little family group, we stick together and help each other."
"Oh wow, that's great, sweetheart. Good for you for sticking to your dream, I'm proud of you."
And just like that, I begin to tear up again at hearing those words. Daddy's proud of me? He then turns to Matt.
"So you're a wrestler too, Matthew?"
He nods, as he glances over to me with a smile.
"Yes, Sir. Been doing it since 2008 and I had retired before joining VoW, but I'm glad I joined because had I not, I would never have met your wonderful daughter."
Smiling again, I hold Matthew's hand and look into his eyes.
"I was really surprised when Matthew asked me on a date, with how strict Momma was with guys back in the day along with not many people liking, it was surprising to see someone even want to go out with me."
"He must have seen the good natured soul that you had kept hidden away for so many years..."
Matt nods in agreement as the waitress comes over with the drinks we ordered earlier, two pints of lager for my King and Daddy and a glass of red wine for me.
"So, Matthew. Veronica was telling me that you are a father of two?"
"Correct. I have a five year old son called Nick and a three year old daughter called Chelsea. They mean the absolute world to me, and one of the reasons why I love your daughter so much is because of the way she has accepted them as her own."
"Nick and Chelsea are two amazing angels. Of course, like any kids, they are certainly lively, but I have had nothing but pure happiness thanks to those two and Matthew. They really helped me feel loved for the first time in years."
"That truly warms my heart. I can't wait to meet them..."
He takes a swig from his drink before setting it back down on the table.
"So have you set a date for the wedding yet? I'll need to make sure to keep my schedule free so I can walk my beautiful angel down the aisle."
"Daddy..."
Tearing up again, I stop myself and take a deep breath before looking to Matthew.
"Actually, I think of all the things we have done, a date is the one thing we still haven't figured out."
"Yeah, we're yet to decide that. But of course, we'll keep you up to date and you'll be the first to know."
He smiles and nods, taking another drink.
"Great. I shall look forward to hearing from you both. Is there anything you wish to ask me, darling?"
"Could you tell me...what finally sparked you leaving Momma?"
"I can show you..."
He reaches into his pocket and takes out his wallet, opening it up, he takes out a small photograph and slides it across the table towards me. Picking it up, I look at it to see it's Daddy and I together, huge smiles on both of our faces, I must have been about eight years old.
"One day I found that picture and...that was when I realized that the only way I was ever going to see you again was if I ended things with your mother."
"Was it only that though? She didn't hit you or threaten you or anything? It was only because of me?"
"Only because of you. I just wish I had been stronger before and not allow her to push you away to begin with. I wake up every day full of guilt because of that."
"Daddy...I don't fault you for listening to her. She was your love, you trusted her because of your oaths to one another...I was always upset when it seemed like I lost both of you, but if it meant you were going to be happy and Momma would as well, I didn't want myself to be a burden on you two."
"You were never a burden on me, sweetheart. I loved you from day one, from the moment I saw you're sweet little face. I was the happiest man on the planet that day. It's a day I'll never forget..."
"Well...your little girl is happy she has you back...very very happy."
I'm glad. I too am happy to have you back..."
Taking another drink, he turns back to Matthew.
"You've been rather quiet, Matthew. Is everything okay?"
"Yes, of course. Sorry, I just thought I would let you two talk on your own for a bit, that's all..."
"Matthew...is this also because of...the time of year?"
I look at him as he just stares blankly ahead of him, refusing to make any eye contact with any of us before he slowly stands.
"Excuse me, I need a cigarette..."
And with that, he's gone. Turning back to Daddy, he now has a confused look on his face.
"Is he going to be all right?"
"Maybe...I mean, Daddy, around this time a long time ago, when he was a little kid...both of his parents were murdered."
A look of sadness crosses Daddy's face, he looks down for a moment and takes a large gulp from his drink.
"That's terrible. It must be so hard for the poor guy. What was his childhood like?"
"He went through a foster care system if memory serves me right, he never really had a parent's love growing up."
"Well then. I guess I now have a daughter and a son to take care of and love."
"I'm sure he will really love that...but Daddy, can I ask you something really important? Um...would you ever like to come watch me wrestle?"
He sits there for a moment in silence, which is slightly unnerving until he smiles, nodding.
"Well, I'm not exactly familiar with the sport. And it's never been something I've been interested personally. But for you, of course I would love to see you do what you love to do."
Just then, Matt returns and retakes his seat beside me as I place my hand onto his and squeeze it.
"Sorry about that. I just...needed some air..."
"You sure you are okay...you can talk to me."
"Babe, you know what's wrong. I don't want to talk about it, I'm sorry."
He takes a large gulp of his lager as I glance over to Daddy.
"Matthew...he knows."
"That's right, son. Veronica told me everything. It was my fault, I asked..."
I notice a single tear fall down Matt's cheek and lands in his drink.
"I can't even remember the last time someone called me son..."
"Well, Daddy just did. And he wants to be here for you Matthew, just like I do. And...we can trust you...you can trust him."
He lets out a short, sharp chuckle as he wipes away his tears, shaking his head.
"I'm sorry. This is meant to be a time for you two to catch up and here I am making all of this about me."
"Matthew...if I'm going to marry you, I want to make sure every situation is about US...not just me. This is for you too just as much as it is for me."
"Veronica's right, Matthew. Marriage is something you need to be completely sure about..."
Letting out another chuckle, he takes another drink of his pint.
"Yeah, tell me about it...I've made that mistake before. But I know for certain that this time won't be a mistake..."
He turns to me and lays a passionate kiss on my lips before turning back to my Dad.
"She's the best thing to ever happen to me after the birth of my kids...and I never want to lose her."
"And you never will. And Daddy...I hope you truly will bless our union. I can't imagine someone better to spend eternity with than this man."
"Well, Veronica. From what I've seen from Matthew so far, I truly believe this man will be by your side forever. The love you have for one another is blatantly obvious to me, so based on that...of course I will bless your union."
"Thank you Daddy...thank you."
Reaching over, I hug tightly onto my father, a feeling that honestly is one of the best I've had in a while. I love Matthew, the kids, everything they've done for me...but to have Daddy back...to know for sure he still loved me, that completes me. I don't feel as broken knowing he actually did care. And hopefully, this isn't the end of this, hopefully now, our family can finally feel whole. Baby steps, but baby steps that are going to mean a lot going forward.
Forward on, that's what must be done now. Daddy is back in my life, and I'm blessed for that conversation we had...having him around again, reminding me of what a parent's love feels like...it feels great. Veronica has gained another step towards finding herself, and that's all I can ask for. But now...Winter continues to remind people who she is...and now, my victims come in pairs it seems. Lucky me though, I have backup.
*RECORDING
Sitting in the darkened, stone walled room, I smile into the camera and stroke my hand against the lens.
"Did I not tell you...did I not warn you...did I not say the GODS would prevail?!? Did I not?!? Well, I DID! And now, we stand here again, my children, you heed my words again because you see I am your deity. I need not prove that any longer, and I don't plan to. Stacy Jones fell at Fate of the Gods, the destiny of the so called "Lioness" was trampled by the fact that she was never better than me. Now look at your hero, stuck on the hands of the whores she considers friends, still going back to her useless ways...but the difference is, I know you who once worshiped the ground she walked on...followed the no fear, no negativity bullshit she delivered...you listen to me now. The truth has been with me all along, I hold the key to this company being free from the poison."
I lean away from the camera and pull my hands through my hair, glaring around the room with caution, but still smiling.
"The one I considered the worst on this company has fallen, and the antidote is now slowly going to begin forcing it's way into your systems...but my job will never be done. Every single moment, a new worthless soul steps into this company's eye, and once again Winter Pine has to step up to give you simple minded fools some kind of hope that you will survive another moment. And that's why I stand before you now, no longer focused on Stacy Jones, my deal with her is over for now. Forward is the word of the day, new things on the horizon, new people getting in the way of my ultimate antidote. This time, it's none other than Katalina Star and...Blink?"
Scoffing, I shake my head and smirk as I put all my focus back to the camera.
"Kat, I mean, really? You are a member of the Horsewomen of Fakeness, these women that keep claiming to be so chaotic, yet can't do a single thing to put anyone down. You are part of this, you have 3 amazing whores to back you up...yet you turn to the pink-haired little runt you have as a slave to your horrific way of living? Just...why? Why put her in this kind of danger? Now, I guess I can't fully fault you for this, after all VoW management is who put your little friend in danger by booking her on your side against me and my wonderful fiance. It's just going to be so sad watching you two fall, little Blink asking why...why Winter is having to pull out every strand of that ugly looking bright weave on her head, why Matthew has to shove his boot so far down her throat she...oh wait, she's probably used to that, being your little sex slave Kat."
I laugh softly before continuing on, leaning a bit closer to the camera again.
"Blink, or actually, let's be a bit more personal here...Summer. Oh how this is just a war waiting to happen. You are such a bright individual...so refined, so happy about your placement in life. Your name is the opposite of my persona, your way of living is an opposite of what message I deliver. You are fine in your placement...I live to remind people that life is cruel, no matter how good it seems. And it's really sad, I actually was impressed by you the first time I saw you in the ring, you show some unique ability about you. That being said, I just can't help but notice, you have to be one of the weakest minded people I've ever seen in this industry. You get one person saying bad about you, and you're crying it seems. There's little to no backbone on you, and that's kind of disappointed. I honestly feel bad for what I have to say to you Summer. Then again, it's not like feeling bad for someone who will soon be kissing my boots is something new to me."
I pause for a moment and catch my words in my mind, then smile back to the camera.
"And then, Kat...I don't have to say anything to you that you haven't heard before. What, I could point out you are a horrible disgrace to women, you find joy in torturing the bodies of other girls sexually? You see it as a good thing, being a dominatrix, being in control of another person's life? I don't...I don't understand what joy could be found in such a disgraceful practice...but to each their own I guess. Kat, Summer, you two are very good ring competitors. I mean, Kat, you were the only person among your Horsewomen at Fate of the Gods that did anything worth mentioning. You won something, you are the only person right now with the right to say you are going to be at Heatstroke...you are going to be competing for the prize that catapulted Ziu and Tyler to their great moments in the past 2 years. And I applaud someone among that group of fakes to do something at Fate of the Gods. However, that still change what is going to happen at Breakthrough. I'm a roll right now with how I'm feeling, I am excited for what's to come for Winter Pine."
Another laugh escapes my mouth as I lean my head back.
"Oh but Kat...Summer...my joy and excitement only leads to you two getting more pain at Breakthrough. Summer...you are worthless to this whole situation, and if you do decide to get in the ring, I'll be sure to make your pain swift. Kat...I may need you to send a message for me, not only to you sisters of all talk but no substance...but to that broken girlfriend of yours. I have plans for this company, and my next objective may indeed have your ignorant group and your girl in my sights. Because of that, Kat I'm going to hurt you, I don't want to drag out this moment. I am going to hurt you, I will make you beg for me, for my Matthew...for The Orphanage...but you also will beg for your friends, your girl, your slaves...and no one will save you. For once in your life, you truly will know what it's like to be alone, to be taken over...to be Winter Pine's bitch! And maybe when I'm done with you...I'll take Summer off your hands for you...I'll make sure she isn't a part of this horrible life anymore. I'll save her. For I am the Goddess of VoW, I told you all this...I told you all what I was going to do to this company. Now...the truth will set VoW free...Winter Pine will rise...The Orphanage will rise. And no one is ready for the pain planned that will be delivered by me and Matthew. There is no better team in this company than me and him, and we will make everyone aware of who runs this place. So children...goodnight."
Leaning in fully to the camera once more, I kiss the lens, and smile wickedly.
"The nightmares will meet you on the other side. Winter has arrived, the frost has control, the God will win again."
Laughing one last time, I slam the camera to the dirt-covered floor and shut it off, smiling still as I rise to my feet and exit the room, feeling very happy for my message to those two.
I need not say more...my era starts now. Fate of the Gods was the true welcome party for Winter Pine...Breakthrough starts the year of the Black Wolf.