Pressure

Troy Maddox was forgotten by his family. They didn’t want him to be around them, and he found the people he now considered family. But he would be lying if he didn’t think about his real family from time to time. Felt it even more learning about the passing of his Aunt Jackie. He walked into the church dressed in a black suit and sat in the back. After the service he was trying to leave right out. Just as he reached the door he stopped and gripped the handle so hard his knuckles started to run red.


Frank Maddox: What are you doing here Troy?


Troy: Just coming to pay my respects to Aunt Jackie.


Frank Maddox: You have to be family or a friend to do that boy. Your neither. How about you go
back to your homies in “Da Hood”


Troy spun around getting into the face of his father. His cousin being quick to jump in between them.


Frank Maddox: Ohhhhh tough guy, you going to get your boyz and pop a cap in my ass?


Frank started to laugh and mock gang singles. He was looking for anything to make Troy lose it and do something stupid.


Troy: You know what. I know your just looking for some excuse to call the cops and have me thrown in jail. I wouldn’t put it past you. So, I’ma leave. I know where my real family is.


Troy pushed his cousin off of him and looked his father in the eye. Then back to his mom standing there watching. He turned and walked back to the door.


Frank Maddox: Tell me Troy, when you look back on your life. What are you going to see?



“When adversity strikes, that’s when you have to be the most calm. Take a step back, stay strong, stay grounded and press on.” -LL Cool J



The scene opens as Troy walked the streets with his brothers at his side. The Shields; four guys he met in juvie and started to train with. He took a step back from wrestling after the passing of a family member. While he was off trying to pay his respects, the Republic Tag Titles he shared with Jasmine was vacated. Needless to say he was ready to get them back. For now he was going to enjoy a little time off with his friends. Chris Shields put his arm over him and smiled.


CS: Ay bro you sure Alexx isn’t going to be mad at us keeping you out?


Troy: Please, she been begging for this. She practically pushed me out the house. After the last few weeks, this was something I needed.


CS: Yeah, Fenix told me your pops was a world class asshole seeing you at the funeral.


Troy: Aint shit new there, I did what I was supposed to do. I just can’t get over the fact that me leaving left Jaz hanging.


Chris pulled back and walked alongside Troy as Fenix spoke up.


FS: She been doing her thing. Don’t have to worry about that.


Troy: I know, I talked with her about it but don’t change the fact. Part of me understands why it was done, the other half is pissed we have to now fight four other teams for something that’s rightfully ours.


FS: Who you facing?


Troy: Samoan Submission Squad, Strike Force, Foreign Territory and The Ravil Clan.


CS: Who…..The…..Fuck…..Is…..That?


Troy couldn’t help but smile and let out a little laugh.


Troy: The only team I know is Foreign Territory. The others came in while I was out.

All I know about them is, they all sibling teams. Strike Force…brother and sister team. Samoan Submission and Ravil Clan brother teams. That can be a bit of problem since they would work so well together. Other than that I have nothing to go off of. Although I do get the pleasure of shutting that bitch Brady Vega up. Send him and his partner Rex back to the homeless shelter.



Troy looked off thinking about he and Jaz taking care of business and regaining their titles. He snapped out his daze and looked to Chris as they kept walking.



Troy: You making your comeback this week. I’ll be able to show off my gold when I sit front row.



CS: You better! If not I’m banning your ass from the building.



They laughed and continued to walk down the street as the scene fades.