Street fights and Stomach cramps... part 1
Sept 29, 2019 17:27:10 GMT -6
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Post by Dylan Thomas on Sept 29, 2019 17:27:10 GMT -6
Three AM on a Monday morning and Dylan Thomas is at home in Hollywood, California sound asleep. Lissandra however is wide awake, sat bolt upright with stomach cramps.
Lissandra: Owwww. Oh shit… this hurts.
Dylan, who is still in the land of nod is inadvertently elbowed in the stomach by his ever loving wife and Dylan wakes up with a snort.
Dylan: Huh? What? Baby… it’s three AM! What did you wake me up for?
Lissandra: I HAVE HORRIBLE STOMACH CRAMPS! I’M SORRY IF MY BEAUTIFUL MAN DIDN’T GET ENOUGH BEAUTY SLEEP, BUT…. OWWWW!
Dylan rubs his eyes realising that Lissandra didn’t wake him up on purpose. He quickly gets up out of bed and heads around to her side.
Dylan: Uh, OK baby… are you alright?
Lissandra: DO I FUCKING LOOK OK?!
Dylan and Lissandra, though obviously they have had arguments in the past like any other couple have actually never swore at each other so Dylan is taken aback briefly. Ignoring this though, he lays his wife backwards trying to make her as comfortable as possible.
Lissandra: Baby… I’m sorry. Just… wake George up, OK? I think I might need the hospital.
Dylan rushes to get some warm towels to ease Lissandra’s pain before calling George.
Dylan: George? Wake up. We need to get Lissandra to the nearest hospital on the double. Move!
George: On my way as soon as possible, Sir.
Dylan: Hurry!
Dylan slams the phone down and goes back to consoling his wife. George gets the car around after fifteen minutes since he lives on site at the mansion and Dylan very slowly and carefully helps his wife into the car.
Lissandra: Now step on it!
Dylan: But careful! She’s in pain!
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About thirty minutes later and the Thomas’s are waiting in the hospital. Around the hospital waiting room are people with various things wrong with them. Being Los Angeles there are many people with weapon related injuries but not so many as there could be on a Friday evening. Lissandra’s pain has subsided a little – enough that she can talk now anyway – and Dylan looks at her concerned.
Dylan: Are you OK? What brought this on, baby? Do you think it’s something that you’ve eaten? You didn’t eat any of Bifford’s chicken did you?
Lissandra half smiles and winces.
Lissandra: I most certainly did not! I don’t know what this is… I just want to get this sorted and go home. Now about Friday Night… how are you feeling after that piledriver?
Dylan rubs his neck remembering how it felt to take the Biff End. He smiles and shudders.
Dylan: Let me tell you something, gorgeous. That piledriver? Definitely not fun. At least I took out Bifford’s lap dog though.
Lissandra: Yes… thank-you for that. Owww.
Lissandra begins to breathe and pant through the pain that has once again come on, causing Dylan to rub her back in support. A few minutes go by and a young blonde female doctor with a cute round face and nice smile comes over to the power couple.
: I’m Dr. Wright. Please follow me…
Dr. Wright looks at her charts.
Wright: … Miss
Lissandra: MRS! OWWW!
Wright: Mrs. Lissandra Thomas.
Dr. Wright leads the couple down a few corridors causing some people to kick off as to why the Thomas’s get to go ahead of their children or them, themselves. This causes the staff on the front desk to attempt to calm everyone down. Eventually the three of them reach the office of Dr. Wright and she sits down at her computer. She looks at Dylan and Lissandra like she has seen them both before.
Wright: I’m sorry but… very quickly. You’re not THE Lissandra Thomas are you? The famous publicist?
Dylan hastily nods at the doctor.
Dylan: Yes she is – and I’m the inaugural GCWA North American champion Dylan Thomas! The man who already beat Duce Jones once and will beat him again at GCWA Homecoming! Now can you PLEASE have a look at my wife?
Wright: Of course. My apologies. Mrs. Thomas, if you can lay on the bed over there please?
Lissandra, with Dylan’s assistance does as she is told and lays down on the nearby bed. Dr. Wright walks over to the bed, gently placing her hand on Lissandra’s stomach. Lissandra winces.
Wright: OK… Mrs. Thomas do you know what could be causing your pain at all? Have you eaten anything at all that may be disagreeing with you right now? If not, I have an idea what it might be but I want to run some tests just to make sure.
Lissandra: No. Nothing. B-baby… baby…
Dylan squeezes Lissandra’s hand in comfort.
Dylan: Yes sweetie?
Lissandra: The doctor is going to be doing some t-tests in a minute… w-why don’t you go and film your promo for Duce?
Dylan: Baby… I’m not leaving you.
Lissandra: Honey… that’s sweet but… I’m going to need you out of the room for this. In fact… head out onto the streets nearby. Y-your match… ooowwwwwww! Is a No DQ match – you need t-to get into the z-zone baby.
Conflicted, Dylan looks at Lissandra who nods at him just to be sure. Dylan doesn’t like this idea but nods when Lissandra squeezes his hand.
Dylan: OK… but… I’ll be a phone call away. OK? I’ll be back as soon as possible.
Dylan and Lissandra kiss as carefully as possible. Dylan leaves the room and then the hospital. Outside the hospital, Dylan phones George and tells him to come and pick him up and to bring a video camera with him.
George: Yes, Sir… how -how is Mrs. Thomas?
Dylan: We’re not sure yet, George. Just get down here.
After a few minutes George arrives with a camera.
Dylan: Turn it on, and follow me.
George nods and does as he is told. Following Dylan, into the streets outside the hospital, Dylan notices that there aren’t many people around as it’s now four o’clock in the morning. Eventually however, Dylan and George come across a basketball court with a few kids of about 18/19 playing a game. One looks over and notices Dylan.
Kid#1: Heeeyyyy you’re Dylan Thomas right?
Dylan: That’s right.
Kid #2: Hey man… Where’s your hot wife? I’d love to give your wife some…
The kid then makes some vulgar movement in order to antagonize Dylan, smirking, and it works! Dylan is not amused by this at all and smacks the kid to the ground causing the other to join in the scuffle. George has stayed by the entrance to the basketball court, filming the entire event. As the fight continues, Dylan grabs a 2x4 plank of wood and smashes the two kids to the ground knocking them clean out. Panting, Dylan motions for George to come over. He does.
Dylan: Give me the camera.
George hands the camera over and Dylan starts filming the two kids that have been knocked out. Still panting, Dylan looks into the camera.
Dylan: [Pant]. Duce Jones… This isn’t exactly how I wanted to do this but...needs must. Duce I’m in downtown Los Angeles right now. I just beat the crap out of these assholes for being vulgar towards Lissandra. They remind me of you. On the ground. Knocked Out. Down for a… Hmm twenty count?
Dylan films the two boys again and smirks.
Dylan: You got lucky last week when you headbutted me on my ass. You made our match a No DQ match thinking that would give you the edge because you’re ‘from the streets’ of…. Memphis, is it? But… as you can see from these assholes… and this broken 2x4… I’m quite at home in a street fight! At GCWA Homecoming… I’m walking in as the GCWA North American Champion. And I’m walking OUT still the North American Champion!
Dylan looks very seriously into the camera, a first for one of the cockiest men in GCWA.
Dylan: Now… you listen to me. No jokes this time Duce. At GCWA Homecoming when I once again beat you for MY title – and don’t forget that it is indeed my title. I’m not just going to beat you Duce. I’m going to maim you. Twice now...TWICE! You busted up my beautiful face and I just cannot have that. First my lip and now this bruise on my forehead!
Dylan zooms the camera into his forehead where a dark shape is on Dylan’s forehead. Dylan’s anger begins to grow.
Dylan: After I beat you again at Homecoming. You go to the back of the line. I challenged you again for a second time to prove a point – to prove that you CANNOT BEAT ME! I’m going to say this slowly so you can understand: When you go to the back of the line after I beat you once again, so long as I remain GCWA North American Champion you will NEVER challenge for my belt EVER again and I plan on being the GCWA North American Champion for a very, very long time.
The kids start to stir and Dylan smiles. He picks up the 2x4 and heads back to the hospital. Dylan and George get back to Dr. Wright’s office just as Wright and Lissandra are embroiled in a conversation.
Lissandra: Are… are you sure?
Wright: Well I want to run more tests but… yes I’m fairly certain. You will have to remain in hospital for a few days – preferably a week – I.
Lissandra: A week? No… I have to be with Dylan at his show I -
Wright: I’m sorry, Mrs. Thomas. But that’s not possible. Oh, Mr. Thomas… I’ll leave you alone for a while.
Dr. Wright leaves and Dylan kisses Lissandra.
Lissandra: Hey baby.
Dylan: Hey… is everything OK? What did the doc say?
Lissandra looks at Dylan in a state of shock as we fade out.
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Lissandra: Owwww. Oh shit… this hurts.
Dylan, who is still in the land of nod is inadvertently elbowed in the stomach by his ever loving wife and Dylan wakes up with a snort.
Dylan: Huh? What? Baby… it’s three AM! What did you wake me up for?
Lissandra: I HAVE HORRIBLE STOMACH CRAMPS! I’M SORRY IF MY BEAUTIFUL MAN DIDN’T GET ENOUGH BEAUTY SLEEP, BUT…. OWWWW!
Dylan rubs his eyes realising that Lissandra didn’t wake him up on purpose. He quickly gets up out of bed and heads around to her side.
Dylan: Uh, OK baby… are you alright?
Lissandra: DO I FUCKING LOOK OK?!
Dylan and Lissandra, though obviously they have had arguments in the past like any other couple have actually never swore at each other so Dylan is taken aback briefly. Ignoring this though, he lays his wife backwards trying to make her as comfortable as possible.
Lissandra: Baby… I’m sorry. Just… wake George up, OK? I think I might need the hospital.
Dylan rushes to get some warm towels to ease Lissandra’s pain before calling George.
Dylan: George? Wake up. We need to get Lissandra to the nearest hospital on the double. Move!
George: On my way as soon as possible, Sir.
Dylan: Hurry!
Dylan slams the phone down and goes back to consoling his wife. George gets the car around after fifteen minutes since he lives on site at the mansion and Dylan very slowly and carefully helps his wife into the car.
Lissandra: Now step on it!
Dylan: But careful! She’s in pain!
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About thirty minutes later and the Thomas’s are waiting in the hospital. Around the hospital waiting room are people with various things wrong with them. Being Los Angeles there are many people with weapon related injuries but not so many as there could be on a Friday evening. Lissandra’s pain has subsided a little – enough that she can talk now anyway – and Dylan looks at her concerned.
Dylan: Are you OK? What brought this on, baby? Do you think it’s something that you’ve eaten? You didn’t eat any of Bifford’s chicken did you?
Lissandra half smiles and winces.
Lissandra: I most certainly did not! I don’t know what this is… I just want to get this sorted and go home. Now about Friday Night… how are you feeling after that piledriver?
Dylan rubs his neck remembering how it felt to take the Biff End. He smiles and shudders.
Dylan: Let me tell you something, gorgeous. That piledriver? Definitely not fun. At least I took out Bifford’s lap dog though.
Lissandra: Yes… thank-you for that. Owww.
Lissandra begins to breathe and pant through the pain that has once again come on, causing Dylan to rub her back in support. A few minutes go by and a young blonde female doctor with a cute round face and nice smile comes over to the power couple.
: I’m Dr. Wright. Please follow me…
Dr. Wright looks at her charts.
Wright: … Miss
Lissandra: MRS! OWWW!
Wright: Mrs. Lissandra Thomas.
Dr. Wright leads the couple down a few corridors causing some people to kick off as to why the Thomas’s get to go ahead of their children or them, themselves. This causes the staff on the front desk to attempt to calm everyone down. Eventually the three of them reach the office of Dr. Wright and she sits down at her computer. She looks at Dylan and Lissandra like she has seen them both before.
Wright: I’m sorry but… very quickly. You’re not THE Lissandra Thomas are you? The famous publicist?
Dylan hastily nods at the doctor.
Dylan: Yes she is – and I’m the inaugural GCWA North American champion Dylan Thomas! The man who already beat Duce Jones once and will beat him again at GCWA Homecoming! Now can you PLEASE have a look at my wife?
Wright: Of course. My apologies. Mrs. Thomas, if you can lay on the bed over there please?
Lissandra, with Dylan’s assistance does as she is told and lays down on the nearby bed. Dr. Wright walks over to the bed, gently placing her hand on Lissandra’s stomach. Lissandra winces.
Wright: OK… Mrs. Thomas do you know what could be causing your pain at all? Have you eaten anything at all that may be disagreeing with you right now? If not, I have an idea what it might be but I want to run some tests just to make sure.
Lissandra: No. Nothing. B-baby… baby…
Dylan squeezes Lissandra’s hand in comfort.
Dylan: Yes sweetie?
Lissandra: The doctor is going to be doing some t-tests in a minute… w-why don’t you go and film your promo for Duce?
Dylan: Baby… I’m not leaving you.
Lissandra: Honey… that’s sweet but… I’m going to need you out of the room for this. In fact… head out onto the streets nearby. Y-your match… ooowwwwwww! Is a No DQ match – you need t-to get into the z-zone baby.
Conflicted, Dylan looks at Lissandra who nods at him just to be sure. Dylan doesn’t like this idea but nods when Lissandra squeezes his hand.
Dylan: OK… but… I’ll be a phone call away. OK? I’ll be back as soon as possible.
Dylan and Lissandra kiss as carefully as possible. Dylan leaves the room and then the hospital. Outside the hospital, Dylan phones George and tells him to come and pick him up and to bring a video camera with him.
George: Yes, Sir… how -how is Mrs. Thomas?
Dylan: We’re not sure yet, George. Just get down here.
After a few minutes George arrives with a camera.
Dylan: Turn it on, and follow me.
George nods and does as he is told. Following Dylan, into the streets outside the hospital, Dylan notices that there aren’t many people around as it’s now four o’clock in the morning. Eventually however, Dylan and George come across a basketball court with a few kids of about 18/19 playing a game. One looks over and notices Dylan.
Kid#1: Heeeyyyy you’re Dylan Thomas right?
Dylan: That’s right.
Kid #2: Hey man… Where’s your hot wife? I’d love to give your wife some…
The kid then makes some vulgar movement in order to antagonize Dylan, smirking, and it works! Dylan is not amused by this at all and smacks the kid to the ground causing the other to join in the scuffle. George has stayed by the entrance to the basketball court, filming the entire event. As the fight continues, Dylan grabs a 2x4 plank of wood and smashes the two kids to the ground knocking them clean out. Panting, Dylan motions for George to come over. He does.
Dylan: Give me the camera.
George hands the camera over and Dylan starts filming the two kids that have been knocked out. Still panting, Dylan looks into the camera.
Dylan: [Pant]. Duce Jones… This isn’t exactly how I wanted to do this but...needs must. Duce I’m in downtown Los Angeles right now. I just beat the crap out of these assholes for being vulgar towards Lissandra. They remind me of you. On the ground. Knocked Out. Down for a… Hmm twenty count?
Dylan films the two boys again and smirks.
Dylan: You got lucky last week when you headbutted me on my ass. You made our match a No DQ match thinking that would give you the edge because you’re ‘from the streets’ of…. Memphis, is it? But… as you can see from these assholes… and this broken 2x4… I’m quite at home in a street fight! At GCWA Homecoming… I’m walking in as the GCWA North American Champion. And I’m walking OUT still the North American Champion!
Dylan looks very seriously into the camera, a first for one of the cockiest men in GCWA.
Dylan: Now… you listen to me. No jokes this time Duce. At GCWA Homecoming when I once again beat you for MY title – and don’t forget that it is indeed my title. I’m not just going to beat you Duce. I’m going to maim you. Twice now...TWICE! You busted up my beautiful face and I just cannot have that. First my lip and now this bruise on my forehead!
Dylan zooms the camera into his forehead where a dark shape is on Dylan’s forehead. Dylan’s anger begins to grow.
Dylan: After I beat you again at Homecoming. You go to the back of the line. I challenged you again for a second time to prove a point – to prove that you CANNOT BEAT ME! I’m going to say this slowly so you can understand: When you go to the back of the line after I beat you once again, so long as I remain GCWA North American Champion you will NEVER challenge for my belt EVER again and I plan on being the GCWA North American Champion for a very, very long time.
The kids start to stir and Dylan smiles. He picks up the 2x4 and heads back to the hospital. Dylan and George get back to Dr. Wright’s office just as Wright and Lissandra are embroiled in a conversation.
Lissandra: Are… are you sure?
Wright: Well I want to run more tests but… yes I’m fairly certain. You will have to remain in hospital for a few days – preferably a week – I.
Lissandra: A week? No… I have to be with Dylan at his show I -
Wright: I’m sorry, Mrs. Thomas. But that’s not possible. Oh, Mr. Thomas… I’ll leave you alone for a while.
Dr. Wright leaves and Dylan kisses Lissandra.
Lissandra: Hey baby.
Dylan: Hey… is everything OK? What did the doc say?
Lissandra looks at Dylan in a state of shock as we fade out.
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Word Count: 1,641