09-25-07 Who: Reggie and OPEN(if anyone wants to endure a not so fun mood Reggie) :Where: The Gym When:Tuesday morning - 9AMish What:Reggie went ape shit on his dad and needs an outlet.
There was no better way to start the beginning of your day, than to walk in on a not so pleasant phone conversation being held between his mother and father. Reggie had woken up early, and wanted to go see his father so that he could clue him in on the fact that he was going to try. That he would work towards being a better son, a son that he could be proud of. Reggie had this bad habit of just bursting into places without knocking or any sign of pre-warning. That was the case today when he opened the door to his fathers apartment. Stepping inside, and closing the door behind him. He made his way into the house, and it was very soon after that he heard the horrible things his father was shouting into the phone at his mother.
Yeah, that shit didn’t fly with Reggie. For two reasons. First, that was his mother, he loved his mother, and was a complete and total mothers boy. Secondly, you just didn’t speak to a woman in such a degrading fashion as his father was. Okay, well there were occasions when if a bitch was walking, talking, and acting like a bitch, then she was a bitch. If she wanted to start some shit first, then she’d better be able to have that shit dished out right back. His mother on the other hand was far from being a bitch, and yeah.
He stood there staring at his father with his arms crossed over his muscular chest. His jaw was stiff with anger, as were the features upon his face. “ Here’s an idea, if you’re going to focus all of your time on schooling, how about learning the basics first? Blow jobs, learn how to give a proper one and perhaps, I’ll reconsider our marriage. Then again, you’ve never been good for anything other then your role as nagging bitch. I should have killed you when I had the chance. You mean nothing to me, move on, sweetheart, I have, and save the embarrassment for....” That was the last word that Adrien got out of his fucking mouth before Reggie ran up on him.
Grabbing for the phone, and shoved his father with an added fury behind his impressive strength. “ What the fucking fuck, you douche-bag” ?!?. “ He shouted at his father, while Adrien just laughed with utter amusement, and clapped his hands. “ That was cute, son. I’m almost proud of you. Almost being the operative word. “ Reggie spoke into the phone, to his mother. She was crying, and that only served to outrage Reggie further. “ Ma, don’t cry, he’s a fucking asshole, don’t listen to anything he says..ma, no..just stay out there. I’m going to be alright, trust and believe that. “ He assured his frantic and worried mother while shooting death glares towards his father.
Reggie’s mother was so adamant on coming to get her son away from the monster she’d sent him to, and she was crying, apologizing to her son. Reggie didn’t want her coming here, because if his father hurt even a single hair on her head, he’d fucking kill him. One way or another, but he would, even if it meant the death of himself as well. Reggie was trying to calm his mother down, but it was certainly a difficult task with his father in the background talking shit. Eventually, he did manage to ease her worries, but knowing his mother, and Reggie, did, very well, it wouldn’t be but a day or two before she was here taking him away from his father. Reggie would cross that bridge when he got to it, but for now, he and his father had some things to discuss. Reggie ended the conversation with his mom, and then focused his anger and his eyes upon his father who just stood there with a smug grin on his face. “ You’re a fucking piece of shit, you know that? “ He asked tossing the phone to the side.
“ Ah, but of course. You know what you are, son? “ Reggie growled and lunged at his father. “ Save the insults, I’ve heard them all. “ he shouted as he was swinging at Adrien, and caught the corner of his jaw. Reggie cracked it hard enough to cause Adrien to stumble, and to draw blood from Adrien nose. “ Don’t start something, you cant finish, boy. “ That said Adrien, in a very calm fashion gave his neck a nice good crack from side to side, and that was that. He was much quicker then Reggie, much stronger, and he was something that Reggie lacked -Adrien was cruel. After a few swings, some more name calling, from Reggie’s end, to no avail he was being held against a wall by his fathers hand. Raised from his feet which were dangling. Adrien had his had so tightly gripped around Reggie’s throat, that it was a amazing that Adrien hadn’t ripped Reggie’s head away from his shoulders.
Adrien glared up at Reggie with pitch black eyes, flames sparking into form around them, and then heat within his apartment so hot, that it would form burn blisters upon simple human being entering. “ I will spare your life, because you are my son, and for that reason alone. Test me, and I’ll find your precious mother, and I will kill her. Not only will I kill her, son, I shall let you watch.”
Adrien meant business, this wasn’t a threat, nor was it by any means untrue. This, was a promise, and by the look behind his eyes, Reggie would be smart enough to heed the warning. With that simply said, Adrien was ready to move on. He placed Reggie down onto his feet, and patted his son on the shoulder. “ I am so very pleased that we had this conversation. I do not wish to return to it. Now, do have a wonderful day. I’ve got to go and play doctor, and pretend as though I honestly give a shit about my those whom are under my care. “
Reggie’s jaw was stiff, and what he was feeling at the moment.. There wasn’t a single word in any language of any dictionary that could define it. He just watched Adrien take his leave, he stood there with a single tear that escaped his left eye. His hand raised to roughly ripe it away. “ Touch my mother, and I will kill you.” He said just as Adrien was at the door. He turned and looked directly towards Reggie, their eyes met. “ I look forward to it, son.” Adrien smirked, and then he was gone. Nothing else said, no explanation as to what he meant by his words. Did that mean he was going to hurt her? What did it mean?
Reggie waited a few minutes before he took his leave, and afterwards he went by his room to change into a pair of gym shorts, and a white wife beater. He grabbed his gym bag which had all of his things inside of it. (Gym towel, water bottle, all of his supplements, such as testosterone enhances, powered protein, his Ipod, and various other things. He left out of his room, and made his way to the facility gym. He went directly there not stopping to chit chat with anyone along the way.
He had a stone face look. A look that just said, don’t fuck with me, or, please do fuck with me, that way I can rip your head off and shit on you. Once Reggie made it to the gym, he placed his bag off to the side, took the needed things before he started his workout, then grabbed his Ipod, and headed over to the treadmill. He ran full speed for thirty minutes, and then he jumped off. His body drenched with sweat. After downing a bottle of water, and ripping his shirt off he headed over to the free weights. Grabbing a forty-five pound barbell, and placing it down on the floor. He loaded it up with eight forty-five pound plates, and began his de lift warm-ups.