Post by Avery Miles III on Aug 5, 2016 9:36:51 GMT -5
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Scene 001 - Home of Avery and Taylor - Indio, California - August 4th, 2016
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*Avery Miles III and Taylor Devereaux are sitting on the couch in the living room. Both are wearing ratty clothes, and covered in paint stains. The house has come a long way from when they bought it. Between wrestling, running the Academy, and renovating the house… they have barely had time to just chill. This was one of those moments, but it was because they were exhausted.*
Avery: So do you want to go upstairs and…
Taylor: Do you?
Avery: Not really.
Taylor: Good. Me neither.
Avery: Thank God. I hurt all over.
Taylor: I think my fingernails even hurt.
*The two of them laugh.*
Avery: I actually gotta get cleaned up. I need to get some training in. As much as I have been training Alechs and Jordyn, I DO have some matches coming up.
Taylor: Adrien and Gavin, right?
Avery: Yep. I do need to cut something for the match with Gav. I just, I don’t know exactly how to take him.
Taylor: What do you mean?
Avery: I mean, he and Ash did sort of take a run at CJ and Karin.
Taylor: Yeah. I don’t know them like you know them, but if I were Karin I am not sure how I would take what they said.
Avery: I know that Gavin means well. And I know that Ash is just a competitor. I mean, I respect them both. We just do things… differently.
*Taylor nods and curls up under the arm of Avery*
Avery: I don’t want this to get personal. I don’t want to get into this pissing match like I did with Priscilla or Jenson. I know that Gav wants to win this match as much as I do. I mean, I know that the Marquee Title is not the Unified… but it is something I take pride in. Something I wanted to hold onto and get established. And I have done so. Like Hayden and Karin did for the Five Lakes. And I know that I feel ready, when the time comes, to move on up back into the Five Lakes. I felt like I was drowning back then, but I have a lot of my shoulders, too.
Taylor: You did, Ave. You had the fallout with Zoe. You had your own things going on. Anyone can see that. And you were THAT close, you said. That close, and nowhere near one hundred percent. That shows a lot. Don’t let Gavin or anyone get in your head. You can do this. If you can beat the top guy in the company, how good does that look on you? And if you lose, if you push him to his limits, that goes to show how much of a talent you are. I know you wanted to be dropped down to the Marquee, but we both know you are ready for something bigger and better.
*Avery nods to her.*
Avery: Yeah. I think I am beginning to show how driven I am. Fighting Jenson in Indy for a title, establishing the Marquee division, and winning the Super Falcon Cup. I am doing what I can to make a name for myself. And I know that this match with Gav will be possibly the hardest of my career. I’ve fought some great names… but he is the longest reigning champ in NGW; that is not a slouch by any means.
Taylor: Just don’t let him get in your head if he goes that way.
Avery: I know.
Taylor: Good.
*The two of them kiss*
Avery: I think I am going to grab a shower.
Taylor: I’ll start dinner.
Avery: Let’s go out. Brooklyn is with my mom and dad. Let’s you and I get dinner.
Taylor: I’d like that.
Avery: Care to join me in the shower?
Taylor: Well, if it conserves water…
*Taylor takes off up the stairs as Avery tries to follow her up. He trips at first, but then takes off and catches her upstairs*
Scene 002 - Home of Avery’s Parents - Indio, California - July 14th, 2016
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*We open up inside of the home of Avery’s parents. While showing Taylor the house, they were watching over Brooklyn. Taylor knew Avery’s parents from their time together as friends, and their short time dating. Avery “Jonathan” Miles II was his father, and Catherine Miles his mother. Avery’s middle name was “Jayson” and his grandfather’s was “Jacob”. It was a fun naming thing that had begun. To avoid confusion, Avery’s was just “Avery” while his father was referred to as “Jonathan”.*
*Avery’s parents loved Taylor, but they loved Zoe as well. Wanting only the best for Avery, they were glad that Taylor and Avery were able to come together. With the adoption papers for Brooklyn being freshly signed, it was time that they wanted to give the good news to his parents.*
Catherine: “Avery! Taylor!”
*The two of them had returned from their new home. They had dropped Brooklyn off to Jonathan as Catherine was off running errands. Brooklyn referred to him as “old man” and they all had found it funny. Brooklyn was still young as getting accustomed to the new family dynamic, but she loved “Cat Cat”, Avery’s mother.*
Avery: “We are back!”
*Avery and his mother hug. She pulls away and hugs Taylor.*
*Taylor laughs at how tightly Catherine hugs her.*
Taylor: Keep that up and you're liable to break me
*Catherine steps back smiling.*
Catherine: I’m just happy that you found your way back to us Taylor-Elizabeth.
*Taylor cringes.*
Jonathan: Oh Catherine, just call her Taylor damnit!
Brooklyn: Mama!
*The little girl comes running with a full burst of speed jumping into the airs of Taylor.*
Catherine: Well she has many names, I just like to be official.
Avery: You are so funny, mom.
*Avery shakes his head.*
Brooklyn looks over to Avery.
Brooklyn: Daddy!
*She reaches out as Avery grabs her, and lifts her up. Jonathan and Catherine look at each other, as Taylor gives Avery a little bit of a hip check.*
Avery: So mom… dad… Taylor and I have some good news… actually, awesome news… you both are technically…. Grandparents.
*The middle aged couple look at each other and then suddenly rush to hug Taylor. Catherine is talking a mile a minute, asking how far along Taylor is, Jonathan shaking his son’s hand and all the while Brooklyn watches.*
Brooklyn: No silly gooses!
*The pair stop to listen to the preschooler.*
Brooklyn: It's me! daddy signed some papers. Talked to this lady and BOOM...
*The little girl raises her arms and shouts.*
Brooklyn: Now he my Daddy!
*Avery and Taylor laugh.*
Avery: I guess I could've worded that better. I have officially adopted Brooklyn….
*Taylor smiles.*
Avery: Catherine Miles.
*His mom’s eyes begin to swell.*
Catherine: She has MY name as her middle name.
Taylor: And she is a Miles as well.
Avery: It was Taylor’s suggestion.
*Catherine grabs and squeezes Taylor even more.*
Taylor: I never gave her a middle name when she was born. When I was filling out the paperwork to change her name, I knew I had the opportunity to give her one. I can think of no one more deserving than you Cat.
*Catherine is full out tearing up.*
Jonathan: Well we are extremely excited. So when… do you become a Miles?
*He looks to Taylor. She’s unable to answer this question.*
Catherine: Jonathan. One step at a time, can't you just digest the idea of being grandparents first.
*She puts a hand on Taylor's shoulder.*
Catherine: I’m sorry dear, sometimes Jon can get a little overzealous on things
*Avery shakes his head, making a face to his father to ‘cut it out’.*
Catherine: Could we maybe take Brook, I mean, our granddaughter for the day then? You and Taylor can just relax here at home. We also found a box full of stuff from you both as kids.
*Avery looks at Taylor. She moves in closer to Avery’s side. It has become instinctual now. She gives them a bright genuine smile.*
Taylor: Of course. I'm sure Brooky would love that.
Catherine: Who wants ice cream!
*The little blonde’s eyes light up!*
Brooklyn: Me! Me! Me!
*Avery and Taylor smiles.*
Avery: We will head up to my old room and go through them there.
Taylor: I don’t think I have been up there in a long time!
Avery: They left it pretty much the same.
*Taylor looks a little stunned, almost as if they are about to take a trip back in time. It was like being back in highschool. Still all the same posters, trophies and medals. The same four post bed and cowboy sheets. She chuckles but stops when she sees the box on the bed.*
Avery: Don’t you laugh at me!
*He tickles her as they both have a seat on the bed.*
Avery: What do we have in here?
*He pulls out the first item; it is a card that he hand made for his mom for a Mother’s Day.*
Taylor: That's sweet. My mom never kept things like that growing up. I envy the relationship you have with your parents Ave.
Avery: Well they are your parents too, regardless of anything.
*He smiles at her, placing his hand on hers. She leans her head on his shoulder. Reaching into the box, he pulls out another item which is a photo of him having an early wrestling match at a local show in Indio.*
Avery: My parents were there to cheer me on.
*He pauses, and sighs.*
Avery: Zoe was there too.
*Taylor looks sad.*
Taylor: I missed it. That was the weekend I was supposed to come but my grandmother got upset and locked me in my room. I'm sorry Avery. I should have been here.
*He wraps his arms around her.*
Avery: It’s okay. We knew you wanted to be there.
*“We” he thinks to himself, with a sigh. This time Taylor reaches in and pulls out a picture of the three of them from middle school. Avery sees the picture and goes ghost white. Taylor however, smiles sadly.*
Taylor: I am so thankful that I met you both. You saved me, you know that. And you keep doing it. You really are my prince charming.
*She leans over to kiss his cheek, then noticing the expression on his face.*
Taylor: Avery? What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost...
Avery: I… before I moved out of the house Zoe and I had, I had put away all of the pictures. I couldn’t. I just. Couldn’t.
*She sees his eyes begin to swell.*
Avery: First, the police calling and reminding me of what happened. That they might have a lead. Now this picture. This is the first picture I seen of Zoe since the funeral…
*Taylor takes the picture from his fingers and puts it back in the box, closing the lid.*
Taylor: Perhaps another time. We don’t have to look at these right now. It’s been less than a year Avery and no one is expecting you to be completely over her death. It’s okay to grieve, it’s part of the process of letting her go.
*She puts a hand on top of his, squeezing his fingers a little. He remains completely silent and begins to lose it.*
Avery: No. This is wrong. This is all wrong. I… I am disrespecting her, Taylor. I… I can’t believe I am doing this to her. I… this is wrong of me. How dare I?
*He stands up, and looks to be very agitated.*
Avery: HOW DARE I?!?!
*Taylor, looking suddenly alarmed stands, moving forward to try and grab his arms or hands but he’s pacing and moving away.*
Taylor: Avery... How is this disrespecting her? Do you really think that Zoe would want you to sit and wallow over her death forever? That she wouldn’t want you to find happiness again? If anything that is disrespecting her more than you and I together.
*She shakes her head, not understanding where this sudden change was coming from.*
Taylor: I don’t know where this is coming from or what I did but talk to me. Please. I knew Zoe almost as well as you did. I know... knew her heart. Despite her jealousy. Despite how sometimes she could be a little petty she was still a good person with a huge heart. She loved you Avery. I knew that. Maybe she had a hard time really showing it but I knew it. It’s why I stayed away but Avery... She’s not here anymore. And it’s not anybody but the person who was behind that wheel’s fault that she isn’t. But you shouldn’t punish yourself for that.
*Frustrated herself, she sits on the bed. Panic starting to set in her big blue eyes.*
Avery: I should have been home. I should have been there. It’s my fault Taylor. She never wanted me to be a wrestler. She wanted me to be home. And I wanted to follow my heart. I just… it’s my fault!
*He falls forward to his knees; a state that Taylor has NEVER seen before.Tears falling from her own eyes she sinks down to the floor beside him.*
Taylor: Avery. Listen to me. I know Zoe wanted you to have a ‘normal’ job where you were in some office building and came home for supper but the reality is, that would have consumed you completely. I think she knew that, deep down and her asking and pleading you to stay was just so she could know that she was doing something to save you. Regardless of if you would have been away from home. You would have had to work somewhere. There is nothing you could have done to prevent her being on the street. I wish things had turned out different too, even if it meant that I wouldn’t have been able to find you again. I would give almost anything to give Zoe back her life. But the cold hard reality of it is, I can’t. And neither can you and sitting here blaming ourselves for something someone else did out of recklessness is NOT going to solve anything.
*Without saying a word, Avery looks up at her with tears running down his face. This is not the same man even ten minutes ago. He was… different. He sat in silence, with not one word coming out. She reaches a hand forward, wiping tears away from his cheeks, no concern for the ones that are falling from her own eyes. It’s killing her to see him this way. Where had this sudden explosion of emotions come from and it made her think that he had been repressing this for some time. It made her feel guilty.*
Taylor: If you’re still harbouring this much guilt over her death, maybe we should look for a psychologist. I’m going to do everything I can to help you Avery. I’m not leaving you. I made you a promise months ago that I wasn't and I do not break my promises. Not ever.
*He chokes up and finally speaks.*
Avery: I have. I have a doctor. But, but I’ve been better. I’ve gotten better, Tay.
*He repeats himself.*
Avery: I took the medicine, and got better.
*She looks concerned.*
Taylor: Medicine? For what?
Avery: Bipolar disorder. Spouts of being manic.
*He sighs.*
Avery: I got better, though.
Taylor: Did you stop taking the pills?
*He nods. She takes a deep breath, trying not to get angry at him for doing something not only dangerous but something that could cause him to hurt others as well.*
Taylor: You can’t take yourself off the pills Avery. They have to wean you off them but Bipolar is not something that can be cured, it’s forever. Where are your pills Avery?
Avery: They are in the car.
*He looks up at her.*
Avery: But I got better Tay. You’ve seen it…
*He lowers his head.*
Avery: I am sorry. I… I am sorry.
*Taylor shakes her head.*
Taylor: I didn’t even know you were on pills. You didn’t tell me any of this Avery. That’s a big trust thing for me. I don’t know why you felt you couldn’t trust me with this. And as for you getting better... sweetie... it’s because the pills were making you better. I know you probably don’t want to hear that but you have to let the doctor decide when it’s time to go off them.
*She rises, taking his keys from the top of the dresser.*
Taylor: I’m going to go and get your pills and from now on, I’ll make sure you take them. It’s not just you anymore. It’s Brooklyn, and you need to take care of yourself for her. You’re better than this Ave.
*She turns, leaving the room to not only fetch his pills but to give herself some breathing room for a few minutes. Finding them easily she comes back into the bedroom, the pill bottle and glass of water. He is laying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.*
Avery: I’m sorry Tay. I don’t like being crazy. I don’t like having to take pills. I want to just be normal for the both of you… for us.
*He breathes deep. A man usually that can go on and on, is pretty quiet for the moment. She sets the bottle and glass down on the nightstand and sinks to her knees beside the bed. She takes his hand.*
Taylor: You are not crazy. You had something traumatic happen to you. I know how that can be, maybe not the same situation but still. You blame yourself for something that wasn’t even close to being your fault. And just because you have to take pills doesn’t mean you’re not normal. What’s normal anyway, to every person it means something different and if I’m being candid, I believe that no person is completely sane anyway.
*She picks up the bottle and empties two in her palm and then offers the glass with her other. He nods and takes the pills as he downs the water. The two of them lay in the bed completely quiet just taking the time together to just… be… together*
Scene 003 - Indio High School - Indio, California - August 5th, 2016
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*Avery Miles III is walking down the quiet halls of Indio High School. He passes the gymnasium and a trophy case sits just outside of the double doors. A three sport athlete in high school, Avery was a part of State Champion Track Teams, along with successful football and baseball teams. There were trophies from the teams he played for, and a school Most Valuable Athlete award for Avery. He runs his fingers along the glass, and looks over the team pictures*
I’ve been lucky. I was raised by both parents. And they loved me. We were a close family. I was given every chance to be successful including going to a great college, and I royally fucked all of that up. I did not want to bank on my family’s legacy, and just coast by. I gave other choices a go first, but I came up short. I failed. And failed miserably. I decided to do what I felt was best for me; to be an athlete. I succeeded in high school. I was not the smartest, or the most creative. I excelled in sports. That is what I was good at. And I started training without telling my dad or grandfather. I wanted to learn. And to train. I didn’t use my last name. I just wanted to be treated like anyone else. I never wanted to be treated special.
*Avery walks up to the double doors of the gym, as a list gives the current roster for the sports teams. A roster he was once a part of.*
I gave it my all, and trained hard. I finally told my parents, Zoe, and Taylor that I was doing this. I found something I enjoyed. Something I was naturally good at. I had my first match coming up, and they would all be there… well, except for Taylor. She was unable to make it, though she was there with me in spirit. The match was in front of maybe a couple dozen people and it was a loss, but what an experience it was. It was eye opening and it was an adrenaline rush. I learned a lot on that first day and I still learn a little more each and every day.
I’ve learned from my wins, and I’ve learned so much from my losses. I’ve reached the heights on one hand, and experienced falling from grace on the other. I’ve given everything I had at the time against Karin James, and came up short. I fought Levi, and came up short. I’ve made a career of coming up just short. And Gavin knows that. He has been able to do what I have not. And win when it counts.
*Avery places his hand on the door, and just breathes in deep.*
Gavin and I aren’t so different in some ways, and very different in others. I had an easier life thanks to my family. And I am blessed for that. And yet, I’ve also suffered through my own tragedies. We both have allowed ourselves to take up challenges. To take on those that call us out. And try our hand in places outside of the NGW. Now I know that he has beaten some of the best NGW has to offer and is arguably the top guy here. I also know that Gavin is taking on Ash at Victory and Honor; arguably his biggest challenge. For now, I am going to give Gavin a run for his money and do what I can to show him and the rest of NGW that I can and I will beat him.
Gavin always wants a challenge, and I am no different. I know that I cannot be the same old Avery inside of the ring. I need to step things up. I need to risk my body like he does. And I need to leap before I think. I have much to prove and a win over Gavin would be something that no one has been able to do in NGW in singles competition. The one blemish on his record is a match in which he tagged with Kenzie Rydell; someone that is trying to make amends to me as well. I was burned by her as well, and regret choosing her as a partner. But it has allowed me to also focus on singles competition. And if it weren’t for that, I would not be just about a week and a day away from the biggest match of my career.
*Avery heads into the gym. It sits empty with a few lights on. He heads out to center court as the stands are setup on either side. The hoops are lowered as the court is setup to be used in the upcoming days*
Let me address this head on.
Gavin. I respect the hell out of you. We have had each other’s back in the time that we’ve both been here. And after this match, I expect us to go back to doing that. No changes. But once those bells ring, it is time for us to give everything that we have. I am not going to bullshit you, I have no need. I want to make you pin. One. Two. Three. I would be an idiot to not want to do that. A chance to beat the top champion in the company. That would elevate my career to new heights. It would put me on the playing field with yourself, Dead Eye, Bronx, and more. I’ve earned shit wins over Bronx and Kingsley before, but I want a legit battle. A struggle. A challenge beyond challenges. I know that you are fire on the mic and inside of the ring, and I expect no less. I know that you have a huge battle yourself coming up with Ash, but for now, you need to be focusing in on me. You know what I can do, and I am going to be bringing everything that I have.
You have fought the lackeys Corey Bull and Dirk Bentley. You’ve beaten the likes of Mark Storm. Three people I have faced whether in tag or singles competition. I faced Aurora and Damon in a two on one, and held my own. I’ve held the Marquee title and defended it more than others. I’ve even fought for a Heavyweight Title until that other Vegas place closed up shop not too long after I cut ties. Even this past weekend I’ve pushed the NGW name even further by winning the Super Falcon Cup. All of those accomplishments? Nothing. They mean nothing if I cannot go toe-to-toe with you. I am not going to talk about breaking you or forcing you out of the company; you and I both know that I am not that kind of guy. But I am going to use this match to help make a statement. A statement that says I can battle the best there is to offer, win or lose, and push my own career forward.
Now before we get ahead of ourselves, I did say win or lose. I say that because I feel honored Devlin Scott is giving me the opportunity to battle you. Period. And I would be a moron to think that losing is something that could not happen. All things considered, I want to give you the hardest challenge to date in your career. I know that I can work my way back up into the Five Lakes and finally in the Unified Title division, and I just need to keep doing what I am doing. I believe this won’t be the last time that the two of us face off, and I am going into the match with the thought that it is my match to win.
I look at it this way; if I beat you, you keep your title and I get a huge victory to elevate myself. If I lose, I am just another in a line of people losing to the great Gavin Grimes. If you win, you just add to that win column. And if you lose, you can say that you helped to push a future Unified Champion to achieve his own greatness. This match is a win-win-win-win across the board.
I cannot speak as to the relationship that you have with Charles, or what you and Ash talked about when the cameras are off. Frankly, it is none of my business. I just hope that the two of us can stay away from personal shots and bringing up things that do not matter inside of the ring. You and Ash have your relationship, and that is none of my business. And what I’ve gone through in mine, it is my business. Off camera as friends, we can discuss whatever we want. But in front of the camera, let’s keep things respectful.
*Avery grabs a basketball from the floor near the bleachers and dribbles it around a bit. He nears the free throw line and pulls up for a jumper. It banks off of the rim and falls out*
We cannot make every shot that we take; and no one is perfect. Even the best athletes miss a shot now and then. We are going to give NGW a match of the year, Gavin. I would expect no less. This match is not personal nor is it about proving who the bigger man is. I know that you are the top. I know that you are Unified Champion for a reason. I would never try to step on the toes of a friend. That said, I am bringing nothing but fire to our match. Please be ready. I want the world to see exactly who I am. And exactly why I want to be the best.
*Avery shoots a second shot after the rebound, and nails it. He smiles and he heads for the exit of the gym as he shuts the lights off behind him*
Avery Miles III
Scene 001 - Home of Avery and Taylor - Indio, California - August 4th, 2016
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*Avery Miles III and Taylor Devereaux are sitting on the couch in the living room. Both are wearing ratty clothes, and covered in paint stains. The house has come a long way from when they bought it. Between wrestling, running the Academy, and renovating the house… they have barely had time to just chill. This was one of those moments, but it was because they were exhausted.*
Avery: So do you want to go upstairs and…
Taylor: Do you?
Avery: Not really.
Taylor: Good. Me neither.
Avery: Thank God. I hurt all over.
Taylor: I think my fingernails even hurt.
*The two of them laugh.*
Avery: I actually gotta get cleaned up. I need to get some training in. As much as I have been training Alechs and Jordyn, I DO have some matches coming up.
Taylor: Adrien and Gavin, right?
Avery: Yep. I do need to cut something for the match with Gav. I just, I don’t know exactly how to take him.
Taylor: What do you mean?
Avery: I mean, he and Ash did sort of take a run at CJ and Karin.
Taylor: Yeah. I don’t know them like you know them, but if I were Karin I am not sure how I would take what they said.
Avery: I know that Gavin means well. And I know that Ash is just a competitor. I mean, I respect them both. We just do things… differently.
*Taylor nods and curls up under the arm of Avery*
Avery: I don’t want this to get personal. I don’t want to get into this pissing match like I did with Priscilla or Jenson. I know that Gav wants to win this match as much as I do. I mean, I know that the Marquee Title is not the Unified… but it is something I take pride in. Something I wanted to hold onto and get established. And I have done so. Like Hayden and Karin did for the Five Lakes. And I know that I feel ready, when the time comes, to move on up back into the Five Lakes. I felt like I was drowning back then, but I have a lot of my shoulders, too.
Taylor: You did, Ave. You had the fallout with Zoe. You had your own things going on. Anyone can see that. And you were THAT close, you said. That close, and nowhere near one hundred percent. That shows a lot. Don’t let Gavin or anyone get in your head. You can do this. If you can beat the top guy in the company, how good does that look on you? And if you lose, if you push him to his limits, that goes to show how much of a talent you are. I know you wanted to be dropped down to the Marquee, but we both know you are ready for something bigger and better.
*Avery nods to her.*
Avery: Yeah. I think I am beginning to show how driven I am. Fighting Jenson in Indy for a title, establishing the Marquee division, and winning the Super Falcon Cup. I am doing what I can to make a name for myself. And I know that this match with Gav will be possibly the hardest of my career. I’ve fought some great names… but he is the longest reigning champ in NGW; that is not a slouch by any means.
Taylor: Just don’t let him get in your head if he goes that way.
Avery: I know.
Taylor: Good.
*The two of them kiss*
Avery: I think I am going to grab a shower.
Taylor: I’ll start dinner.
Avery: Let’s go out. Brooklyn is with my mom and dad. Let’s you and I get dinner.
Taylor: I’d like that.
Avery: Care to join me in the shower?
Taylor: Well, if it conserves water…
*Taylor takes off up the stairs as Avery tries to follow her up. He trips at first, but then takes off and catches her upstairs*
Scene 002 - Home of Avery’s Parents - Indio, California - July 14th, 2016
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*We open up inside of the home of Avery’s parents. While showing Taylor the house, they were watching over Brooklyn. Taylor knew Avery’s parents from their time together as friends, and their short time dating. Avery “Jonathan” Miles II was his father, and Catherine Miles his mother. Avery’s middle name was “Jayson” and his grandfather’s was “Jacob”. It was a fun naming thing that had begun. To avoid confusion, Avery’s was just “Avery” while his father was referred to as “Jonathan”.*
*Avery’s parents loved Taylor, but they loved Zoe as well. Wanting only the best for Avery, they were glad that Taylor and Avery were able to come together. With the adoption papers for Brooklyn being freshly signed, it was time that they wanted to give the good news to his parents.*
Catherine: “Avery! Taylor!”
*The two of them had returned from their new home. They had dropped Brooklyn off to Jonathan as Catherine was off running errands. Brooklyn referred to him as “old man” and they all had found it funny. Brooklyn was still young as getting accustomed to the new family dynamic, but she loved “Cat Cat”, Avery’s mother.*
Avery: “We are back!”
*Avery and his mother hug. She pulls away and hugs Taylor.*
*Taylor laughs at how tightly Catherine hugs her.*
Taylor: Keep that up and you're liable to break me
*Catherine steps back smiling.*
Catherine: I’m just happy that you found your way back to us Taylor-Elizabeth.
*Taylor cringes.*
Jonathan: Oh Catherine, just call her Taylor damnit!
Brooklyn: Mama!
*The little girl comes running with a full burst of speed jumping into the airs of Taylor.*
Catherine: Well she has many names, I just like to be official.
Avery: You are so funny, mom.
*Avery shakes his head.*
Brooklyn looks over to Avery.
Brooklyn: Daddy!
*She reaches out as Avery grabs her, and lifts her up. Jonathan and Catherine look at each other, as Taylor gives Avery a little bit of a hip check.*
Avery: So mom… dad… Taylor and I have some good news… actually, awesome news… you both are technically…. Grandparents.
*The middle aged couple look at each other and then suddenly rush to hug Taylor. Catherine is talking a mile a minute, asking how far along Taylor is, Jonathan shaking his son’s hand and all the while Brooklyn watches.*
Brooklyn: No silly gooses!
*The pair stop to listen to the preschooler.*
Brooklyn: It's me! daddy signed some papers. Talked to this lady and BOOM...
*The little girl raises her arms and shouts.*
Brooklyn: Now he my Daddy!
*Avery and Taylor laugh.*
Avery: I guess I could've worded that better. I have officially adopted Brooklyn….
*Taylor smiles.*
Avery: Catherine Miles.
*His mom’s eyes begin to swell.*
Catherine: She has MY name as her middle name.
Taylor: And she is a Miles as well.
Avery: It was Taylor’s suggestion.
*Catherine grabs and squeezes Taylor even more.*
Taylor: I never gave her a middle name when she was born. When I was filling out the paperwork to change her name, I knew I had the opportunity to give her one. I can think of no one more deserving than you Cat.
*Catherine is full out tearing up.*
Jonathan: Well we are extremely excited. So when… do you become a Miles?
*He looks to Taylor. She’s unable to answer this question.*
Catherine: Jonathan. One step at a time, can't you just digest the idea of being grandparents first.
*She puts a hand on Taylor's shoulder.*
Catherine: I’m sorry dear, sometimes Jon can get a little overzealous on things
*Avery shakes his head, making a face to his father to ‘cut it out’.*
Catherine: Could we maybe take Brook, I mean, our granddaughter for the day then? You and Taylor can just relax here at home. We also found a box full of stuff from you both as kids.
*Avery looks at Taylor. She moves in closer to Avery’s side. It has become instinctual now. She gives them a bright genuine smile.*
Taylor: Of course. I'm sure Brooky would love that.
Catherine: Who wants ice cream!
*The little blonde’s eyes light up!*
Brooklyn: Me! Me! Me!
*Avery and Taylor smiles.*
Avery: We will head up to my old room and go through them there.
Taylor: I don’t think I have been up there in a long time!
Avery: They left it pretty much the same.
*Taylor looks a little stunned, almost as if they are about to take a trip back in time. It was like being back in highschool. Still all the same posters, trophies and medals. The same four post bed and cowboy sheets. She chuckles but stops when she sees the box on the bed.*
Avery: Don’t you laugh at me!
*He tickles her as they both have a seat on the bed.*
Avery: What do we have in here?
*He pulls out the first item; it is a card that he hand made for his mom for a Mother’s Day.*
Taylor: That's sweet. My mom never kept things like that growing up. I envy the relationship you have with your parents Ave.
Avery: Well they are your parents too, regardless of anything.
*He smiles at her, placing his hand on hers. She leans her head on his shoulder. Reaching into the box, he pulls out another item which is a photo of him having an early wrestling match at a local show in Indio.*
Avery: My parents were there to cheer me on.
*He pauses, and sighs.*
Avery: Zoe was there too.
*Taylor looks sad.*
Taylor: I missed it. That was the weekend I was supposed to come but my grandmother got upset and locked me in my room. I'm sorry Avery. I should have been here.
*He wraps his arms around her.*
Avery: It’s okay. We knew you wanted to be there.
*“We” he thinks to himself, with a sigh. This time Taylor reaches in and pulls out a picture of the three of them from middle school. Avery sees the picture and goes ghost white. Taylor however, smiles sadly.*
Taylor: I am so thankful that I met you both. You saved me, you know that. And you keep doing it. You really are my prince charming.
*She leans over to kiss his cheek, then noticing the expression on his face.*
Taylor: Avery? What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost...
Avery: I… before I moved out of the house Zoe and I had, I had put away all of the pictures. I couldn’t. I just. Couldn’t.
*She sees his eyes begin to swell.*
Avery: First, the police calling and reminding me of what happened. That they might have a lead. Now this picture. This is the first picture I seen of Zoe since the funeral…
*Taylor takes the picture from his fingers and puts it back in the box, closing the lid.*
Taylor: Perhaps another time. We don’t have to look at these right now. It’s been less than a year Avery and no one is expecting you to be completely over her death. It’s okay to grieve, it’s part of the process of letting her go.
*She puts a hand on top of his, squeezing his fingers a little. He remains completely silent and begins to lose it.*
Avery: No. This is wrong. This is all wrong. I… I am disrespecting her, Taylor. I… I can’t believe I am doing this to her. I… this is wrong of me. How dare I?
*He stands up, and looks to be very agitated.*
Avery: HOW DARE I?!?!
*Taylor, looking suddenly alarmed stands, moving forward to try and grab his arms or hands but he’s pacing and moving away.*
Taylor: Avery... How is this disrespecting her? Do you really think that Zoe would want you to sit and wallow over her death forever? That she wouldn’t want you to find happiness again? If anything that is disrespecting her more than you and I together.
*She shakes her head, not understanding where this sudden change was coming from.*
Taylor: I don’t know where this is coming from or what I did but talk to me. Please. I knew Zoe almost as well as you did. I know... knew her heart. Despite her jealousy. Despite how sometimes she could be a little petty she was still a good person with a huge heart. She loved you Avery. I knew that. Maybe she had a hard time really showing it but I knew it. It’s why I stayed away but Avery... She’s not here anymore. And it’s not anybody but the person who was behind that wheel’s fault that she isn’t. But you shouldn’t punish yourself for that.
*Frustrated herself, she sits on the bed. Panic starting to set in her big blue eyes.*
Avery: I should have been home. I should have been there. It’s my fault Taylor. She never wanted me to be a wrestler. She wanted me to be home. And I wanted to follow my heart. I just… it’s my fault!
*He falls forward to his knees; a state that Taylor has NEVER seen before.Tears falling from her own eyes she sinks down to the floor beside him.*
Taylor: Avery. Listen to me. I know Zoe wanted you to have a ‘normal’ job where you were in some office building and came home for supper but the reality is, that would have consumed you completely. I think she knew that, deep down and her asking and pleading you to stay was just so she could know that she was doing something to save you. Regardless of if you would have been away from home. You would have had to work somewhere. There is nothing you could have done to prevent her being on the street. I wish things had turned out different too, even if it meant that I wouldn’t have been able to find you again. I would give almost anything to give Zoe back her life. But the cold hard reality of it is, I can’t. And neither can you and sitting here blaming ourselves for something someone else did out of recklessness is NOT going to solve anything.
*Without saying a word, Avery looks up at her with tears running down his face. This is not the same man even ten minutes ago. He was… different. He sat in silence, with not one word coming out. She reaches a hand forward, wiping tears away from his cheeks, no concern for the ones that are falling from her own eyes. It’s killing her to see him this way. Where had this sudden explosion of emotions come from and it made her think that he had been repressing this for some time. It made her feel guilty.*
Taylor: If you’re still harbouring this much guilt over her death, maybe we should look for a psychologist. I’m going to do everything I can to help you Avery. I’m not leaving you. I made you a promise months ago that I wasn't and I do not break my promises. Not ever.
*He chokes up and finally speaks.*
Avery: I have. I have a doctor. But, but I’ve been better. I’ve gotten better, Tay.
*He repeats himself.*
Avery: I took the medicine, and got better.
*She looks concerned.*
Taylor: Medicine? For what?
Avery: Bipolar disorder. Spouts of being manic.
*He sighs.*
Avery: I got better, though.
Taylor: Did you stop taking the pills?
*He nods. She takes a deep breath, trying not to get angry at him for doing something not only dangerous but something that could cause him to hurt others as well.*
Taylor: You can’t take yourself off the pills Avery. They have to wean you off them but Bipolar is not something that can be cured, it’s forever. Where are your pills Avery?
Avery: They are in the car.
*He looks up at her.*
Avery: But I got better Tay. You’ve seen it…
*He lowers his head.*
Avery: I am sorry. I… I am sorry.
*Taylor shakes her head.*
Taylor: I didn’t even know you were on pills. You didn’t tell me any of this Avery. That’s a big trust thing for me. I don’t know why you felt you couldn’t trust me with this. And as for you getting better... sweetie... it’s because the pills were making you better. I know you probably don’t want to hear that but you have to let the doctor decide when it’s time to go off them.
*She rises, taking his keys from the top of the dresser.*
Taylor: I’m going to go and get your pills and from now on, I’ll make sure you take them. It’s not just you anymore. It’s Brooklyn, and you need to take care of yourself for her. You’re better than this Ave.
*She turns, leaving the room to not only fetch his pills but to give herself some breathing room for a few minutes. Finding them easily she comes back into the bedroom, the pill bottle and glass of water. He is laying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.*
Avery: I’m sorry Tay. I don’t like being crazy. I don’t like having to take pills. I want to just be normal for the both of you… for us.
*He breathes deep. A man usually that can go on and on, is pretty quiet for the moment. She sets the bottle and glass down on the nightstand and sinks to her knees beside the bed. She takes his hand.*
Taylor: You are not crazy. You had something traumatic happen to you. I know how that can be, maybe not the same situation but still. You blame yourself for something that wasn’t even close to being your fault. And just because you have to take pills doesn’t mean you’re not normal. What’s normal anyway, to every person it means something different and if I’m being candid, I believe that no person is completely sane anyway.
*She picks up the bottle and empties two in her palm and then offers the glass with her other. He nods and takes the pills as he downs the water. The two of them lay in the bed completely quiet just taking the time together to just… be… together*
Scene 003 - Indio High School - Indio, California - August 5th, 2016
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*Avery Miles III is walking down the quiet halls of Indio High School. He passes the gymnasium and a trophy case sits just outside of the double doors. A three sport athlete in high school, Avery was a part of State Champion Track Teams, along with successful football and baseball teams. There were trophies from the teams he played for, and a school Most Valuable Athlete award for Avery. He runs his fingers along the glass, and looks over the team pictures*
I’ve been lucky. I was raised by both parents. And they loved me. We were a close family. I was given every chance to be successful including going to a great college, and I royally fucked all of that up. I did not want to bank on my family’s legacy, and just coast by. I gave other choices a go first, but I came up short. I failed. And failed miserably. I decided to do what I felt was best for me; to be an athlete. I succeeded in high school. I was not the smartest, or the most creative. I excelled in sports. That is what I was good at. And I started training without telling my dad or grandfather. I wanted to learn. And to train. I didn’t use my last name. I just wanted to be treated like anyone else. I never wanted to be treated special.
*Avery walks up to the double doors of the gym, as a list gives the current roster for the sports teams. A roster he was once a part of.*
I gave it my all, and trained hard. I finally told my parents, Zoe, and Taylor that I was doing this. I found something I enjoyed. Something I was naturally good at. I had my first match coming up, and they would all be there… well, except for Taylor. She was unable to make it, though she was there with me in spirit. The match was in front of maybe a couple dozen people and it was a loss, but what an experience it was. It was eye opening and it was an adrenaline rush. I learned a lot on that first day and I still learn a little more each and every day.
I’ve learned from my wins, and I’ve learned so much from my losses. I’ve reached the heights on one hand, and experienced falling from grace on the other. I’ve given everything I had at the time against Karin James, and came up short. I fought Levi, and came up short. I’ve made a career of coming up just short. And Gavin knows that. He has been able to do what I have not. And win when it counts.
*Avery places his hand on the door, and just breathes in deep.*
Gavin and I aren’t so different in some ways, and very different in others. I had an easier life thanks to my family. And I am blessed for that. And yet, I’ve also suffered through my own tragedies. We both have allowed ourselves to take up challenges. To take on those that call us out. And try our hand in places outside of the NGW. Now I know that he has beaten some of the best NGW has to offer and is arguably the top guy here. I also know that Gavin is taking on Ash at Victory and Honor; arguably his biggest challenge. For now, I am going to give Gavin a run for his money and do what I can to show him and the rest of NGW that I can and I will beat him.
Gavin always wants a challenge, and I am no different. I know that I cannot be the same old Avery inside of the ring. I need to step things up. I need to risk my body like he does. And I need to leap before I think. I have much to prove and a win over Gavin would be something that no one has been able to do in NGW in singles competition. The one blemish on his record is a match in which he tagged with Kenzie Rydell; someone that is trying to make amends to me as well. I was burned by her as well, and regret choosing her as a partner. But it has allowed me to also focus on singles competition. And if it weren’t for that, I would not be just about a week and a day away from the biggest match of my career.
*Avery heads into the gym. It sits empty with a few lights on. He heads out to center court as the stands are setup on either side. The hoops are lowered as the court is setup to be used in the upcoming days*
Let me address this head on.
Gavin. I respect the hell out of you. We have had each other’s back in the time that we’ve both been here. And after this match, I expect us to go back to doing that. No changes. But once those bells ring, it is time for us to give everything that we have. I am not going to bullshit you, I have no need. I want to make you pin. One. Two. Three. I would be an idiot to not want to do that. A chance to beat the top champion in the company. That would elevate my career to new heights. It would put me on the playing field with yourself, Dead Eye, Bronx, and more. I’ve earned shit wins over Bronx and Kingsley before, but I want a legit battle. A struggle. A challenge beyond challenges. I know that you are fire on the mic and inside of the ring, and I expect no less. I know that you have a huge battle yourself coming up with Ash, but for now, you need to be focusing in on me. You know what I can do, and I am going to be bringing everything that I have.
You have fought the lackeys Corey Bull and Dirk Bentley. You’ve beaten the likes of Mark Storm. Three people I have faced whether in tag or singles competition. I faced Aurora and Damon in a two on one, and held my own. I’ve held the Marquee title and defended it more than others. I’ve even fought for a Heavyweight Title until that other Vegas place closed up shop not too long after I cut ties. Even this past weekend I’ve pushed the NGW name even further by winning the Super Falcon Cup. All of those accomplishments? Nothing. They mean nothing if I cannot go toe-to-toe with you. I am not going to talk about breaking you or forcing you out of the company; you and I both know that I am not that kind of guy. But I am going to use this match to help make a statement. A statement that says I can battle the best there is to offer, win or lose, and push my own career forward.
Now before we get ahead of ourselves, I did say win or lose. I say that because I feel honored Devlin Scott is giving me the opportunity to battle you. Period. And I would be a moron to think that losing is something that could not happen. All things considered, I want to give you the hardest challenge to date in your career. I know that I can work my way back up into the Five Lakes and finally in the Unified Title division, and I just need to keep doing what I am doing. I believe this won’t be the last time that the two of us face off, and I am going into the match with the thought that it is my match to win.
I look at it this way; if I beat you, you keep your title and I get a huge victory to elevate myself. If I lose, I am just another in a line of people losing to the great Gavin Grimes. If you win, you just add to that win column. And if you lose, you can say that you helped to push a future Unified Champion to achieve his own greatness. This match is a win-win-win-win across the board.
I cannot speak as to the relationship that you have with Charles, or what you and Ash talked about when the cameras are off. Frankly, it is none of my business. I just hope that the two of us can stay away from personal shots and bringing up things that do not matter inside of the ring. You and Ash have your relationship, and that is none of my business. And what I’ve gone through in mine, it is my business. Off camera as friends, we can discuss whatever we want. But in front of the camera, let’s keep things respectful.
*Avery grabs a basketball from the floor near the bleachers and dribbles it around a bit. He nears the free throw line and pulls up for a jumper. It banks off of the rim and falls out*
We cannot make every shot that we take; and no one is perfect. Even the best athletes miss a shot now and then. We are going to give NGW a match of the year, Gavin. I would expect no less. This match is not personal nor is it about proving who the bigger man is. I know that you are the top. I know that you are Unified Champion for a reason. I would never try to step on the toes of a friend. That said, I am bringing nothing but fire to our match. Please be ready. I want the world to see exactly who I am. And exactly why I want to be the best.
*Avery shoots a second shot after the rebound, and nails it. He smiles and he heads for the exit of the gym as he shuts the lights off behind him*
Avery Miles III