Okay so I decided to put these chapters in first person because I think it would be cooler that way get into the mind of the certain character. So this chapter is with Steve Corino who is the narrator, BJ Whitmer and their son being Alex Shelley and Bryan Danielson (Daniel Bryan). But this chapter will focus on Alex Shelley, here's the link to the moment I am focusing on, watch?v=9Y9uQ1TIU7I
Hope you enjoy this chapter! If you are reading this I'd really love some reviews!
I walk into the living room as BJ is on the edge of the couch. TNA just came back from commercial. Our son, Alex Shelley, was wrestling with his partner both on-screen and off, Chris Sabin. I laugh when BJ jumps up cheering for Alex.
"Babe, did you really think they weren't going to win?" I ask grinning sitting down next to him on the couch.
"I just, he's not like us. He's on TV! And I get excited that's all." BJ says, he turns back to the TV and rolls his eyes.
"Oh boy, Johnny and the fat boys." I am referring to those two so called wrestlers Team 3D aka the Dudley boys. I hate this storyline between them and the X-Division. I mean the Dudley boys already got the stardom they deserved why the hell are they taking time away from some of the actual younger up and comers? That's the one thing I like about WWE is that they give their young superstars a chance at least. BJ stares intently at the TV as Johnny grabs a table dragging it into the ring. This is the part BJ hates the ambushes, the stunts, the danger of it all. Especially since Alex is in the X-Division some of those matches aren't easy, come to think of it they are kind of dangerous. I always try to reassure him that it'll all be okay in the end. I watch BJ gulp his face in full terror which makes me turn to the screen. Johnny had Chris's hands out and Devon had Alex's out, Brother Ray has the kendo stick raised high, "No, no, no." I mumble. I flinch when the kendo stick comes down Alex screaming in pain holding his hand pealing the glove on his hand.
"Hey! Machine Guns! You will never be able to climb the ropes at Ultimate X your wrists are broken! Your wrists are broken at the hands of the greatest tag team, Team 3D and Johnny Devine!" Brother Ray says. I shake my head another play off of WWE, Shelton Benjamin and Charlie Haas, The World's Greatest Tag Team.
"Those stupid…guys! This, they, oh they aren't getting away with this! Hurting my son, no!" BJ rambles pacing back and forth about to call someone. I sigh standing up going over to him wrapping my arms around him.
"He'll be alright. He has survived worse. He's our son after all B…come on." I tell him.
"I know Steve but it doesn't change the fact that I worry about him. He's, oh, I don't know…"
"He's not like Bryan, you know what is going to happen with Bryan because he tells us everything we work with him every single day and with Alex you never truly know right?"
"Exactly! Can we call him? I want to make sure he's okay. Or at least somewhat okay." I hand him my knowing full well he's going to use his own. He shakes his head pushing my hand away dialing Alex's number, "Alex? It's Dad…"
"I know Dad…you calling to make sure I'm okay?" Alex asks.
"Yeah…are you?" I ask worriedly.
"I guess…wrist is broken. Hurts like hell."
"You going to be able to compete this weekend?"
"Not sure yet I sure as hell hope so we've been looking forward to this. I'll be okay Dad. Look I got to go, Chrissy is calling for me."
"Call us when you get to the hotel room. Love you Alex."
"Love you too Dad, Pops." Alex says hanging up the phone.
I lay my head on BJ's shoulder holding him close, "Don't worry about him Sabin is there with him."
"I'm just glad we are going to be there on Sunday." BJ says. I turn him around kissing his lips completely agreeing.
