He was tired.

This match had been going on for what seemed like hours but he knew it had only been 20 mins. His muscles hurt, he was sweating profusely. He couldn't go on.

The crowd cheered for him. They called his name. They chanted, they begged, they pleaded for him to get up. He knew they deserved to see him win. He slowly got up and looked over at his opponent, Edge. His girlfriend Lita was trying to cheer him on to. They looked at each other for an instant and all the hate and grudge just came back! He got up as well as Edge. They lunged at each other throwing fists and kicking and yelling at each other. The colors black and white running around him.

"Stupid ref" he thought. "Just stay out of the way!"

He backed into the ref, knocking them both down. Edge was still up. The ref was out cold. He tried to get up and check on the ref. He wasn't heavy but he was sure the ref would be hurting tomorrow. He saw a flash of metal in the corner of his eye, and then it all went blank…

He slowly opened his eyes. Bright lights filled the room. He squinted getting used to light. He opened them wide and saw a white wall. Confusion set in and a large brick fell on his chest.

"Where am I?" he quietly said out loud.

"I'm glad to see your up, I was getting a little scared you weren't going to wake up today," said an older voice from his left side. She came into view and checked his monitor, then his IV bag.

"What's going on? Where am I?" he said again a little louder, panic in his voice.

"Calm down sweetheart, your at Boston Medical Hospital. You were brought here 2 nights ago after your wrestling match. You got pretty banged up and well, you needed surgery on your leg." She replied with a calm face. She didn't mean for it to come out like that but there was no other way to say it.

"My leg? What happened…. I remember the match and then it went dark…. what did Edge do?" he questioned with anger. He remembers bits of the match but it all went dark.

"Well I didn't see your match but my little sister filled me in. It turns out that Edge busted your leg with a metal chair. Now, I don't know how he got away with that, I would definitely sue him for ruining your career…" she replied before he cut her off.

"What do you mean my career is ruined? You mean I'll never wrestle again, never walk, never do anything, what is going on?" he yelled, trying to move. He then yelled out in pain. The nurse slowly pushed him back gently and quietly told him to calm down.

"I'm sorry if I'm upset you. I just thought you would have like to know the whole story," she quietly said.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm just so pissed off right now. You know, hearing news like that isn't the first thing you want to hear when you wake up."

"Oh I know, believe me I get this all the time. Doesn't make it easier. Perhaps you would like to talk to your family. I'm sure a familiar face would cheer you up." She said pulling his blanket up a little to cover his leg.

"I would enjoy that thank you Mrs.…."

"Kathleen Wanta, but you can call me Kathleen. I'll go get your family for you." She replied as she left the room to get his family. He lay back down in his bed and thought about his match. He lost the title for sure. He was probably never going to wrestle anymore, and he had nothing to fall back on. He closed his eyes until he felt a huge hug and tremendous amount of weight on his chest.