[Off Camera] [Inner Monologue - After Revolution] [Aiden's Locker room, Victory arena in Charlotte, NC] [January 23rd, 2017]
The door to my locker room opens and it’s one of the Victory Wrestling doctors. I motion him away to get out.
Aiden Morrow: ”I already told you, I’ll come to you when I feel like it. I just need some space. GO AWAY!”
The doctor hurriedly shuts the door and I grab the towel wrapped in ice up to my busted nose. I’m literally bleeding everywhere… And to be honest, I’ve never bled like this before in my life. But for some reason, I want to feel it. I want to feel all of it. A few moments later my phone dings… I lift it up and look and it’s a text from Sophie asking if it’s okay if she comes in with AJ. I respond and tell her no… I can’t have my three year old son look at me like this.
It’s bad enough that he saw it happen… It’s bad enough that he saw me, his hero, look so fucking weak. I failed. For the first time in my wrestling career, I failed. This is why tried to avoid having him around for my matches but this time I believed I had it. I believed that there was nothing that could stop my run to the top but I was wrong.
Kitty stopped my run. Kitty set out and did what she told everyone she was going to do and she became the Victory Champion. She left me bloodied, beaten and broken. I got cocky… Complacent even. I even kicked Vortex off of the apron and he didn’t have nice things to say to me because of it after the match… But the guy has had it out for me since day one, what was I supposed to expect? He distracted me and slowed my down by doing that and I got kicked in the face.
But at the end of the day I lost. I lost myself and I lost control of the match. Heh, losing myself seems to be my go to thing lately, right? And now I’ve lost and am sure to suffer the consequences for how it played out later on. Whatever those consequences may be though, I’ll be ready. They can stick me back down to the bottom of the totem pole but I’ll work my way back up to where I belong.
I’ve worked too hard to just lie down and give up. One match doesn’t define me, it doesn’t take away all of the work I’ve put in to get here. No, I will rise again… Even if I have to go through an army to do it. Vortex and nobody else are going to be able to stop me from getting to Kitty Petrova again. Our work isn’t finished… Not with how things played out tonight.
You can leave me beaten, broken and bloodied… But I won’t be left for dead. Never.
