Back at Home: Volume #4 CHAOS THEORY

[El Parca]

The scene opens into a beautifully furnished sunroom. Inside of the sunroom is a man and woman both who are on their own recliners. The man is the far right corner of the room and the woman in the middle of the room. There’s a nearby TV on that is playing a wrestling event. As we focus in on the sound we can hear.

 

”Guys, gals, and non-binary pals how the hell are ya! This is the man with plan and one half of your hosts for OCW’s newest pay-per-view, Chaos Theory! Tonight we have an exciting card for you all and as we get started we will open up with the OCW World Championship match, as Danny Watts takes on El Primero, El Parca.”

 

As the commentary goes on the man in the chair that we now recognize as Hector, El Parca’s father. Hector leans forward as Danny Watts makes his way to the ring. Hector quickly grabs his phone and looks to see if there’s any notifications. After noticing there isn’t he turns to the woman.

 

Hector: Did he send anything to you? A text, call, voicemail, anything? Mi amor.

 

The woman does the same thing and checks her phone and has the same result. Nothing, no notifications and she puts her phone down as she shakes her head no to Hector. Hector grows frustrated as he stands up for a moment and raises his voice.

 

Hector: This is my fault! I never should’ve let him leave us. Now look at him! Dennis Dillinger has his claws in our boy! OUR BABY BOY! Why would he do what he’s been doing this last year?!

 

The woman nods her head as she keeps listening to Hector.

 

Hector: This isn’t Miguel, that’s not the boy we raised, the boy I trained, the boy you made wrestling gear for. That isn’t our son!

 

As Danny Watts is in the ring, both Hector’s and the woman’s phone go off simultaneously. They both jump and scramble to grab their phones. Hector pulls his phone out and notices a notification from “Miguel 🤴🏽” he opens the text message up and reads the following.

 

Miguel: Pops long time no messages. I’m sorry about that. I hope you know I’m trying to make you proud pops. That’s all I’ve ever wanted to do for you. Tonight I’m gonna continue being World Champion and I hope you’re watching. Love you pops.

 

Hector finishes reading the text message and sits back down on his chair and puts his face into his hands. Tears start to roll down the man’s cheeks as he turns toward the woman.

 

Hector: Isabella, mi amor, what did you receive love?

 

Isabella checks her phone and also sees a notification from “Mijo ❤️” she sits down closer to Hector as she begins to read out loud what the text says.

 

Isabella: “Mama, I can’t tell you how badly I miss you, I miss home, and I miss everyone. I don’t have much time to talk but I love you mama. There’s a lot of business I need to handle right now so I can’t come home quite yet. I hope you and pops understand, I’m just trying to be what was always expected of me.”

 

Unlike Hector, Isabella grows red as a tomato in the face with anger as she snaps toward Hector.

 

Isabella: “I’m just trying to be what was always expected of me.” That’s your doing! You had to be so hard on our son that NOW LOOK HECTOR! He’s turned against his best friend, he’s dealing with a crook conman who cares nothing about him! And he’s ALONE. Without ANY OF US!

 

Hector not saying a word but knows his wife is right is staring at the TV. El Parca’s music begins to blare throughout the arena as he makes his way onto the ramp. Hector watches as his son clenches his OCW World Championship to his chest tightly and walks to the ring.

 

Hector: I’m so sorry Miguel… I’m so sorry mijo. How I wish I could fix all of this.

 

Isabella snaps back: WHY CAN’T YOU!? Go get our son Hector!!

 

Hector: Don’t you think I’ve tried? Dennis has this boy with somebody at any given moment. Something is wrong with our son, something he isn’t telling us, something he isn’t allowed to tell us.

 

Hector begins to stare at Dennis as he follows El Parca to the ring.

 

Hector: I promise you, you dirty son of a bitch. I’m gonna get my son back, and I will get ahold of you. Don’t you worry.

 

Both Hector and Isabella sit together and embrace one another as the match is about to go underway. As the cameras begin to fade to black we can hear. “EDWARD THROW IT UP!”