Paying A Visit To An Old Friend(Invite)

[Velvet]

Velvet had attempted to reach him at the hospital, but he was already checked out. So here she was at his condo having finally tracked him down. She was dressed in jeans, a black hoodie, and a dark blue bandanna with purple designs. She raised her hand to knock on the door, hesitating for a moment before finally knocking.

[Ryan Blaze]

Ryan hears the knock from his "weight room". He had been running a lot lately. It was a good cardio exercise, but it also got his mind off of things. He could just sink into an almost nirvana-esque state.

However, even in his peaceful little hiding hole, he was still disrupted by a knock at the door.

He turns his treadmill off and leaves the room, flipping off the lights as he walks through the door frame. He comes up to the front door and opens it, not even thinking about using the peek hole.

Oh.

That's all he could say. Here was someone very important from his past. She stood in his doorway, seeing him in person for the first time in what seemed like years. First time seeing each other in awhile, and this is how he comes to the door.

Excuse the fact that all I have is my shorts and shoes... And also excuse the fact that I'm sweatier than a group old fellas in a sauna... I've been running. Gotta stay in shape, you know.

[Velvet]

Velvet looked down, unsure of how to really say anything. It's alright. I heard about the fire. Wasn't sure...thought maybe you could use some...help. She still looked down feeling awkward knowing this was probably as awkward for him as her.

[Ryan Blaze]

Fire..

Exactly what he was running from.

Yeah. Casino went to the shitter in one last.. Blaze of Glory... if you will. Had a little accident, got a few little bumps and bruises. Nothing too big, nothing I need YOU for.

Bet you also heard about my World Title. Funny you come back when I'm at the top.

His voice was cold, hard, and to the point. He crossed his arms across his chest and stared her down...

Where did you go? Where the fuck have you been? You know, call me crazy, but I actually worried about you.

[Velvet]

The moment she was afraid of. It's not like that, Ryan. I was having...issues. And with me running a bar and you being a wrestler, it wasn't exactly easy. She looked up a bit of shame showing on her face, water building up in her eyes. I was confused about everything. The obvious pleading and explaining even though she knew her case wasn't exactly a convincing one.

[Ryan Blaze]

Ryan breaks down. He can't keep the tough act going any longer. His voice cracks as he speaks.

Why didn't you call me.. I've missed you so much.[/size]

[Velvet]

I...I didn't know what to tell you. A brief hint of anger as she snaps at Blaze. I mean you did go all crazy last year too, obsessed with Lionheart! But I suppose that's my fault too! She quickly covered her mouth realizing what she just said and how she said it.

[Ryan Blaze]

That comment pushed Blaze over the edge. He lunges at Velvet, grabbing her by the collar of her hoodie. He presses her up against the wall, coming close to her. His face hovered inches away from her.

I wasn't insane. I'm not insane. I won't ever be insane.

I've had a rough patch. You don't know anything about me and my life. You haven't stayed around long enough to learn it.

I don't blame you, though. It's been pretty fucked up.

He lets go of her, realizing how tightly he was gripping her sweater. He brushes it off, and looks her in the eyes.

Sorry.. I don't like that topic.

I gotta know, and be honest... Are you here to stay?

[Velvet]

I was thinking about staying, but not if you're going to put your fucking hands on me again! I mean seriously what the hell! You say it's just a rough patch, but pushing me against the wall! Velvet walks away a little bit. I thought maybe just maybe you might have changed a bit, but maybe I was wrong.

[Ryan Blaze]

Whaaateveeerrr!

She comes back when I'm on top. Go figure. Gold diggin' bitch.

Velvet had continued down the hallway. Ryan shakes his head, walks into his condo, and slams the door behind him. Time to run away from another problem.