[JmOnT/mIa] I’m fuckin back, Deal with it! [MaNhAtTaN]

By: Joe Montuori

Writing Prompt: Yes

Date: 6th Nov 2021

[Sometimes life throws you a curveball and you need to know how to hit it. Not everyone can hit a curveball. Just look at Pedro Cerrano in the movie Major League. He could crush a fastball 500 feet but when that curveball came, he looked like a complete jackass. In the past few months, J Mont has been challenged with nothing but curveballs. He has hit some, but he has also missed some.]

[From finally admitting what he did to Allie to losing the Island Championship followed by losing the Manhattan Title. The spiral was getting out of control. And then to make matters worse, MDM finally won a match making J Mont the Queen’s Champion. The biggest loser you can say. And if things couldn’t get any worse. Team Dynasty was in shambles and when the biggest stage was set for them to come together at Ascension, it fell apart. Night One couldn’t have gone any worse. Losing to Dane Preston after all that was done. But to top it off, Night 2 is where it really came to a screeching halt. Not only did J Mont lose the match with his team. He lost 2 brothers in the same night. Ricky and Brother P. Ricky has been on the rocks for a while due to the whole Sahara thing, but that moment when J Mont just watched Ricky get beat and not help him, that was the last straw for Ricky. He was done with J Mont. And then you have Brother P who went into the match after losing to Dickie but also had to remember that his OWN brother lied about their parents being dead while this whole time, they were alive in Long Island.]

[Any person who was on this roller coaster ride would have either turned to drugs, drinking themself to a coma or even suicide. But J Mont is a special breed. He has been through a lot in his lifetime and he has hit many curveballs. But this time, it’s going to take some hard work and determination to overcome these. These issues are not ones that can be fixed overnight. But with his strong mind and Mia by his side, anything is possible now.]

FADE THE FUCK IN

[When you got it, you got it. You see a one of a kind Majesty Vi Spring King Bed. This mattress constraints some of the softest materials around. It even has real silver and gold stitched into the bed. Shout out to the British for the fleece wool. A great way to spend $85k to have an amazing sleep. And that is just what we see here. Mia and J Mont cuddled up together. They look so happy together.]

Fast Forward 35 Minutes Later

[The alarm clock on the nightstand reads 4:30 am. Most of America is sleeping away at this time. You have a few people doing their morning runs or workouts. You have others on their way to work. You have the old people sitting on their porch drinking coffee and reading the Times. You even have a few people just getting home now from a wild night out.]

[Then suddenly, voices are heard in the head of J Mont.]

You can’t WIN!

You’re the Queen of New York!

Paul is the better Montuori!

RETIRE!

Dane Preston OWNS you!

Sahara lives in your head!

No one wants you here in FIGHT!

MIA is leaving you soon!

Ricky is going to sleep with Mia for revenge!

Toddy is going to beat you AGAIN!

You got no friends in FIGHT!

LOSER!

[Just then, J Mont shoots up in the bed. In that process, he wakes up Mia with an elbow to the side of her head. It was a definite accidental shot, nothing on purpose. She puts her arm around her man and looks at him.]

Mia: Baby, what’s wrong?

J Mont: These voices in my head are trying to play mind games with me.

Mia: What were they saying?

J Mont: Everything and anything. From not winning back the Manhattan title to you leaving me for Ricky. And a whole bunch of other shit. I feel like this is some version of Final Destination but instead of their being Death, its Karma coming for me.

Mia: Baby, don’t listen to them. Listen to me. You are amazing. You are Strong. You are a King.

J Mont: You know what. You are right. There are going to be 3 losers on Monday Night. Toddy, Karma and the Chicago Bears.

[J Mont gives Mia a big kiss on the lips and hops right out of bed. But when he does that, he takes the comforter with him, leaving Mia Exposed. And what J Mont sees is Mia in a silk cami that was pulled up just enough to reveal a matching thong. He looks around for a minute, looking at both shoulders like there is a good and bad cop on them.]

J Mont: Fuck this shit. I’m back, baby. J MONT is back.

[Mia’s face lights up as J Mont comes walking back over to the bed and begins to crawl his way up to her. She giggles a little bit as he leaves little trails of kisses on both legs as he inches himself higher and higher.]

Mia: Is he?

J Mont: You bet he is.

[J Mont continues kissing up her stomach, kissing a circle around her belly button before continuing higher, until he finally reaches her lips.]

Mia: Good. I liked the old J Mont better.

J Mont: What do you mean?

Mia: Don’t get me wrong, baby. I love you, I really do. I love the attention you give me, I love how you show and tell the world how much you love me. But I miss the old cocky asshole J Mont, he was the one who caught my eye.

J Mont: Really now? You like cocky and asshole J Mont over loving J Mont?

Mia: Why not be both?

J Mont: Why not show you both?

[J Mont smirked and raised up on his knees, flipped her over and pulled her up on hers. He grabbed a handful of her ass with both hands and gave it a squeeze before he reached up and tugged down her thong. He slid up behind her causing a moan to escape from her lips as he slipped the Python in. He smirked and thought, she wants both, I’m going to give her both. Slapping her ass as the scene fades to black, that’s just what he did.]

A COUPLE HOURS LATER

[J Mont leaves Mia in the bed. She looks worn out and tired but has a big smile on her face. He walks over to the closet, and walks right in. It’s like another bedroom in size. One long row of shirts, another long row of pants, then a row of sport jerseys with a row of sweat suits. And finally a row of custom made suits. And lets’ not forget the 200 pairs of shoes as well. All you see is J Mont’s stuff. Does Mia even have a closet? Yes, don’t worry. She has her own closet like this too, it’s just located on the other side of the room. J Mont starts to think about what to wear today. It’s still very early in the morning. Closer to 7 A.M.ish. So, if you are from New York, you know an early November morning isn’t the warmest. He reaches over and grabs his Gucci Tracksuit in white, as well as the one of kind Air Jordan 12 Flu Game sneakers. Also grabs a white Yankee winter hat. He finally makes his way out of the closet and over to his night stand. He opens the draw and takes out this big Salvatore Ferragamo jewelry box. He opens it up and grabs his Rolex GMT Master II Ice watch and his custom Cuban Chain. This is the J Mont we all know and love. Walking out of the condo like a million bucks and that is the Truth once you add it all up.]

J Mont: Mia is good. She’s safe and satisfied. It’s time to get back to work and get back what is mine.

[J Mont makes his way through the condo and out the door he goes. After the door closes, he makes his way down to the elevator and down he goes. This time around not even paying attention to the music because he is focused this time around. And when the door opens, he makes his way out and walks right past the front desk lady who looks at him but doesn’t get a mention or look back. The glass doors automatically open up and standing there is none other than Jamal. The usual VIP Valet Attendant.]

Jamal: Which ride today J?

J Mont: Grab my baby!

Jamal: I wouldn’t feel comfortable getting Mia like that.

J Mont: Jackass. I mean my other baby. The Brabus.

Jamal: Word! I got you.

[Jamal runs off to the VIP area on the side where certain cars get to park for a monthly fee. Of course J Mont is going to pay that. Within a few moments, you see a 2021 Mercedes AMG G 63 Rocket Edition by Brabus pull up. All white with a black hood, roof, and rims. Just WOW. Jamal hops out and comes around the vehicle. He tosses the key to J Mont.]

J Mont: Thanks brother and if anyone suspicious comes around, give me a call right away.

Jamal: I got you!

[J Mont slips Jamal 500 bucks. And why not? This man makes sure his cars are safe and is the inside scoop if anyone tries to come by to bother him or Mia. You can hear the sound of the horn and J Mont is off. What a ride and what a way to have a good ride is to have a good song.]

“Empire State of Mind” by Jay Z

[J Mont is cruising and his vibes are amazing. He has switched gears mentally and seems to be back to the man that everyone loves and fears at the same time. Maybe the week away with Mia was good for him. Maybe this humbling experience was good for him. A few losses and a downward spiral may have been the wake up call he needed.]

J Mont: This is my City. These are my streets. I can’t let these people down anymore.

[J Mont continues to jam away to the song. Thinking about all he needs and has to do.]

J Mont: I know I need to fix things with Ricky and Brother P but right now that’s going to have to take a back seat like Sahara does to Dane and Allison. The most important thing on my mind and calendar is getting back that Manhattan title I lost to Toddy. This time around, I need to go in with a clear head. Put all the distractions to the side. But the great news is, I don’t have to worry about Dane and Allison this time around. They are on the back burner and out of the way. This time it’s Me vs Toddy. And as much as I respect and like Toddy, I have to take him out. That’s my Manhattan title. I want my suite back that I had all redesigned and decorated for my liking, I want my belt back so I can show New York I am still the King they can look up to.

[J Mont blows a red light and knows a ticket is coming in the mail thanks to the cameras on the traffic lights now.]

J Mont: Oh well, another moving violation. Who cares. Only thing I care about is getting back what’s mine. You see Toddy, we are friends and have no issues with one another. We hang out all the time, Have some drinks, laugh and even keep Austin calm, cool and collected. But when that bell sounds Monday Night, be prepared for war. For example, not sure if you are a football fan, but think of yourself as a 5’8 190 pound running back cutting to the left on the sidelines and here comes a 6’5 250 pound linebacker in pursuit. Wait for it. Wait……BAM!!!!! The running back gets drilled to the ground and out of the game. He also fumbled the ball and lost the game for his team. Unfortunately for you, it means you are going to lose the match and the title to me. There are plenty of examples of what I can and will do to you but no reason to keep listing them.

[J Mont once again blows another red light.]

J Mont: I think I really need to sit down with the captain of the NYPD and get some kind of scanner so I can ignore these red light tickets. Or maybe I should pay attention? Fuck that, im J Mont, i do what i want, when i want. And I’m sorry for everyone that I wasn’t myself for the last month or so, but depression is real, but overcoming it is a success story. And the story will have a happy ending after ref’s hand hits the mat for a 3rd time and my hand is raised. And I’m handed that Manhattan title for a second time. But don’t worry Toddy, I will shake your hand after the match and we are still friends, but when that bell rings, I have to put the friendship aside for the sake of my family, career and New York City.

[Sitting at a red light now, not blowing this one, he rolls down the tinted drivers side window to get some air. The moment he does that, he sees some young kid on a skateboard at the intersection waiting to cross. But J Mont sees one problem with this kid. He is wearing one of those old shirts of J Mont and Allison he had made. J Mont whistles towards the kid and he hops on his skateboard and makes his way over to the G Wagon that J Mont is driving.]

J Mont: Hey kid, you know who i am right?

Kid: The one and only J Mont. Of course man, you’re my favorite.

J Mont: You know I’m dating Mia now and done with all that Allison crap.

Kid: Well, this is the only shirt my parents could afford at the time. And at that time, you were with Allison. You’re my favorite in Fight, and this is all I can wear to show my support for you.

J Mont: You know what, I got an idea. I see you have a long sleeve shirt underneath the shirt. I will buy that shirt off you right now for 500 bucks and then you can go get you a true J Mont shirt and other stuff you may need.

[With no hesitation, the kid takes off the Allie and J Mont shirt.]

J Mont: Place it under my front tire too.

[The kid puts the shirt under the front tire. And then J Mont hands him 500 bucks and autographs his skateboard for him.]

Kid: Win that Manhattan title for me and all the kids in the City.

[J Mont fists pump the kid who hops on his skateboard and makes his way back to the sidewalk. J Mont sees the light is green and steps on the gas. All 900 Horsepower that Dane Preston wishes he had rips out. The shirt gets torn and shredded and left in the street in pieces.]

J Mont: That felt good. Help out someone who needed it and also show im over all the bull shit. That I’m focused on one thing and one thing only. Getting back the Manhattan title that looks amazing around my waist. Monday Night, November 8th, 2021. Mark it in your calendars, date books, records books. J Mont will be a two time Manhattan Champion and back at the top where i belong.

[Cruising the streets still, J Mont is taking in the city images and people. You hear a lot of chatter, car horns honking, people flying by on bikes. Even a few horse carriage rides are going on. No better place to be than New York City.]

J Mont: Home Sweet Home as Motley Crue likes to say. Thankfully, that week away with Mia really rejuvenated me. Made me realize I got away from who I am. I got a little soft and comfortable when really I need to be that cocky asshole who does what he can to win and be the center of attention. Time to get back to what works and that’s mind games, talking shit and backing it up. And what really sucks is I have to start with my good friend Toddy. The first time we fought, he earned that match and I was proud of him. And he really took it to me. I really didn’t expect that from him to be honest. He kinda caught me off guard plus all the mental shit I put myself through with Allie, my mind was scattered like a dozen eggs on a skillet. But I won’t make that mistake twice. I will be ready this time. And for Toddy, the scary thing for him is that I’m truly ready to do what it takes to get my title back. I don’t think he is ready for this J Mont. I’m hoping he thinks this is the same J Mont from last time plus depression because if he does, i’m going to easily get my title back and start my war on the rest of the Fight roster.

[Usually it’s 3 strikes and you’re out but in this case, it’s a 3rd red light blown and a 3rd ticket on the way.]

J Mont: I will strike Toddy out this Monday night. The JKO will do the job and get the 1-2-3 for the strike out and the win. Nothing personal, just business. And afterwards, we can go to the RABBIT and party it up like we always do it. And I know Austin will be upset with me for taking your title but once i explain to him it was a match and we are still friends, he will understand. At the end of the day, I have respect for your Toddy and value the friendship we have, but business is business. You have to put everything aside and get the job done. Why do you think my whole life and career has been a huge success? Because I know how to handle my business. Sure you have some losses and hiccups on the way, but nobody’s perfect. You learn from your mistakes and move on. This title is important to me for many reasons. For starters, I will be the first ever 2 time champ in FIGHT. Secondly, i will be back where i belong in the rankings and the heart of NYC and thirdly, it will solidify my resume at the age of 41 that im still one of the greatest out there today.

[J Mont sees Lombardi’s, which is the oldest pizza place in town. Been around since 1905 and his family is tight with the owners and family. He proceeds to the side of the road and parallel parks the G Wagon as close as he could get to the store. He hops out and hits the alarm button. It’s almost like a scene from the movie Paid in Full, when Money Makin Mitch hopped out of his convertible looking like a million bucks in the city. J Mont makes his way to the sidewalk and before you know it, you know you’re in the city. He gets bumped and the guy turns around and looks at him.]

Random Guy: Watch where you are going Malibu’s Most Wanted.

J Mont: You are about to be on the back of a milk carton if you don’t shut the fuck up.

Random Guy: I wish you would try that pretty boy.

[Just as J Mont was about to say something, you hear a voice in the background.]

Voice: Giuseppe, come a long.

J Mont: You are Saved by the Bell BITCH.

[Random guy shakes his head and walks away. J Mont turns around and sees Vitaly, one of the owners of the pizza joint. They share a hug and laugh, then walk inside. J Mont takes a seat and doesnt even have to place an order. They know his routine and what he eats.]

J Mont: You know Brother P found out our parents are still alive and not dead.

Vitaly: How did that happen?

J Mont: Fuckin Dane Preston somehow found out Mom was on Long Island and made a visit and even had tea with her.

Vitaly: You may need to move her to a new location.

J Mont: Dane isn’t that dumb and she is safe there. I flew in a few boys to stay for a month just to make sure but Paul is pretty pissed and won’t talk to me.

Vitaly: You knew going into this that if he ever found out, it may ruin your brotherhood.

J Mont: I was doing what I thought was best for Paul and the family.

Vitaly: You made a hard life’s decision and I’m proud of you. Stand by it and try to explain to Paul why you had to do it.

J Mont: I know faking their death was very risky and life changing but truth be told, if i didn’t do that, they could really be dead because that other Mafia family was coming hard for them.

Vitaly: Giuseppe, relax. Calm down. What is done, is done. You did right. You just now need to do what you have to do to fix the situation. But first make us proud and win your title back for the family and NYC. But before you do that, enjoy.

BUON APPETITO

[They bring over J Mont a custom made Calzone full of homemade tomato sauce, fresh mozzarella and ricotta. And some pepperoni and ham as well. Fresh baked just for him. J Mont smiling like a fat kid who was just handed a box of candy. And ten minutes later, that plate is as clean and shiny as the head of Mr Clean.]

J Mont: Perfect as always. I need to go. I got some more thinking and planning to do.

Vitaly: We are proud of you and believe in you. Go get em Champ.

[J Mont and Vitaly hug and say their goodbyes. J Mont exits the pizza joint and now outside on the sidewalk, he takes in that great beautiful New York City Air. And before he can even make his way to his G Wagon, he is swarmed like he is the honey, and here comes the bees. A bunch of people recognized him but come on, it’s J Mont. Everyone knows him. A lot of yelling and screaming. J Mont doesn’t know where to turn first but he is loving all the attention and fanfare he is getting.]

You the man J Mont.

J Mont for President!

Next Manhattan Champ!

Fuck Dynasty, bring back Focus!

You are the King of New York City

J Mont: Thank you everyone, thank you… lets all calm down for a minute before New York’s finest arrives. I have seen them way too much this year already. Everyone forms a line and I will autograph whatever it is you have that you want signed. NO CHARGE either. I’m not Dane Preston or Shawn Warstein. I don’t need to charge my fans.

[They are going crazy in excitement but listen and get in a line. It’s like the grand opening of a big club in NYC. The line is ridiculous. And lets just fast forward a little here. After about an hour and a thousand signatures, J Mont is done, and you can tell his hand and wrist are killing him after that.]

J Mont: Damn my wrist and hand are killing me. Not what i was expecting after eating that killer Calzone but i think it’s time to get home to Mia and get ready for this big time match Monday night.

[J Mont hops back into the G Wagon and pulls out of the parking spot on the side of the road. It’s truly been a very eventful day to say the least and why not top it off with an incoming phone call.]

MOM

J Mont: Hey Mom.

Mother Mont: Joey, you need to listen to me real quick ok?

J Mont: Yes Ma’am.

Mother Mont: There are 2 things you need to do for me. Number 1, fix things with your Brother Paul. And Number 2, win that Manhattan title back for me.

J Mont: I know I can handle number 2 for you, but it’s on a whole other level right now.

Mother Mont: Give him time dear, but in the meantime, do what I know you can do. Go out there and steal the show, and be the star you have been for the last 20 years. There is only one J Mont in the wrestling world. They will never be able to duplicate you and what you have done and accomplished. Monday night is yours.

J Mont: Thanks and love you Mom.

Mother Mont: Love you too son.

[The phone hangs up and as if J Mont didn’t need anymore added pressure to hsi big fight with Toddy. Now his mom who is alive wants him to win it for her as well.]

J Mont: Well, now there is nothing else to do but WIN. No other outcome is allowed. I have to win this match. There was that famous TV show at one time called Win, Lose or Draw. Well fuck those last 2 words. It’s all about winning. So let me apologize ahead of time to Toddy. I am sorry for anything crazy, ruthless or out of character I do, but as you can see, my hands are tied. I have to win and get back what’s rightfully mine for the family and city of NY. I value friendship but it’s going to have to take a back seat for the night like I said earlier. Monday night is the rebirth of J MONT. I never left, just took a small vacation that was needed to remind myself who I am.

[And obviously he may get a vacation from driving soon as he just went through his 4th red light TODAY.]

J Mont: Mia is either gonna laugh her ass off when she sees these tickets in the mail or hire me a driver which i will hate, but either way who gives a flying fuck, I’m back and better then ever. I’m in the best shape of my life. My mind is freed of all that past shit. I got Mia and she is safe. There are no worries right now. So all I need to do now is FOCUS on Toddy and the Manhattan title and the rest will fall into place. This has been like one big puzzle. I had the whole thing put together, but some asshole came by and stole a few pieces and now I’m starting to find them all and there is only one piece left missing. And Monday night, I will get that piece which is the Manhattan Title and the puzzle will be complete again.

[J Mont speeds off down the street and before you know it. He is gone. Dominick Toretto wouldn’t even have a chance to keep up with J Mont at this moment. He stepped on the gas and took off. Fast and Furious Style.]

SOME PEOPLE WANT IT TO HAPPEN

SOME WISH IT WOULD HAPPEN

OTHER MAKE IT HAPPEN

J MONT IS GOING TO MAKE IT HAPPEN