Ryan Borden, a man who looked up to his father, Sting throughout his entire life, recently joined AEW. Originally he wanted to be all elite and work along side with his father like the good ol' times.
Turns out that didn't exactly go his way, sinc...
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CHAPTER 14: Stolen Spotlight.
Backstage, I stopped Dabry from his tracks while staring him dead in the eyes.
"What happened out there, Darby?......" I asked stern but suspiciously.
Darby stood there looking puzzled "What?"
I sighed heavily while I felt my patience already growing thin. "I'm asking because I know that Cezar and Peter wouldn't be down on the ground for nothing........What the hell did you do?...." I asked and stood waiting while my jaw clenched tightly.
"I took care of them for you" Darby answered.
I immediately felt myself shot up with anger "WHAT!?........"
Darby became serious as he replied "What else was I suppose to do, Ryan??......They were ganging up on you! I had to do something!"
I immediately took off my mask since I was developing hot air within it. I was breathing heavily and felt myself burning up. I grumbled in anger and scowled at him as my hand balled up into a tight fist.
"Well I didn't need your help, damn it!!! I wanted to win on my own!!! I even TOLD you to not fuck this match up for me and you had the audacity to steal the spotlight off of me!!!" I raged out.
I was heaving heavily, feeling my heart increasing speed while glaring at him.
"Dude!! I didn't even steal anything!! The hell??.......You're seriously overreacting.......I was only trying to help..." Said Darby.
I glared at him spitefully "Well I didn't ask for your 'help' Now did I?.......No thanks to you, my win was for nothing!"
Then I stormed off, making my way to the dressing room to get myself cleaned up, then get changed into my casual clothes.
Afterwards
when I was clean and dressed, I was walking down with my bag over my shoulder, about to leave until my phone was going off.
I checked down to see who's calling me, it was my dad. I answered "Hey, dad! What's up?"
"Hey, kiddo!" I heard him on the other end of the call. "I saw that match of yours, it's really good!"
"Oh.....Well thanks......." I said a bit bluntly.
'Wish I could say the same....' I thought to myself.
"Listen, Ryan. I'm calling to ask if you're booked to a hotel at all, are you?"
"Uhh......No, why do you ask, dad?....." I became curious.
"Well then you're in luck because I took the liberty to book a room for you at a hotel. I just don't like the idea of you sleeping in the car, you know? Believe me, I've done this when I was young, it's never comfortable." Said Steve.
Hearing this, I raised my brows "Oh, well thank you, dad. That's very thoughtful of you but you didn't have to......" I told him.
"Nonsense! No son of mine is going to end up sleeping in the car, I won't allow that to happen" My dad insisted.
"Alright, cool"
"But there's just one thing.."
I paused "Uhh......What?......."
The last thing my dad said was "You'll find out..." then he hung up.
I was filled with curiosity and also left perplexed. Whichever it is that my dad has in store for me, I'll be sure to brace myself when I go find out for myself.
