Chapter 7

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It had been a week since Madison had told Jake and she hadn't heard from him since. But she was glade she had told him. Now it was no longer some big issue hanging over her head. She had just gotten done with her first doctor's appointment. Everything was fine so far. She got the first supply of stuff that she needed. The night before she had made an effort to reach out to Jake and hand pinned a note about the appointment on his door. She hadn't been shocked that he hadn't come.

Reaching her car she got in and looked down at her stomach. "Well kid it looks like it's just you and me," She says. Driving home she saws signs for Universal Studios witch of course got her thinking about the Impact Zone. Two night earlier TNA had held Against All Odds. Mickie James was now the TNA knockouts champion. "That bitch has my belt," she thought. Turning on the radio she found an ESPN radio station. "Nebraska got some good news today as Jake..." She changed the channel.

#Break#

I walk into some small bar. Man I must be on some kind streak because who do I see already in here nice and drunk but James Storm. "Hey Beer where is Money," I say slapping him on the back. He chokes on his beer a little. "Oh man is Kazarian were he would be freaking out," Storms says. "Oh so he finally started to tell people. That bastard," I say. "No you see Hardy said your name that freaked AJ out. AJ got Kaz worried. Kaz being a baby cried to Robert. I overheard and have been making fun of them ever since," Storm tells me. "As you should," I say. "So how come you didn't kill him. I mean Reed that's breaking like five different codes. No one in the locker room would have stopped you," Storm asks. "Buy me a drink and I will tell you everything," I say.

"Bartender bring this man a beer," he orders. "Beer just beer I mean Hardy bring me whisky," I say. "Huh?" "Oh yeah Jeff Hardy came by my place some stuff about needing to look into my eyes and see the soul to know if I was coming back," I say as my drink arrives. "Some come on why no killing Kaz?" Storm asks. "Well you see I walked in on Traci and Kaz and I smacked that little SOB right in the face. And than I was about to kill him and Traci was screaming and screaming. So I let him go. Being a fool I agreed to leave him alone," I say.

"Damn boy you are whipped," Storm taunts. "Not anymore now I'm just sad and lonely and drunk," I say. "Nothing wrong with being drunk I'm one of the greatest tag team wrestlers of all time and I'm drunk all the time," Storm says. "I'm not you why I drink I just slip further and further away from the light," I say. "You know what you need? More Beer! Bartender another round," Storm orders. We wind up drinking together for another two hours until we get kicked out.

"Storm aren't you worried about being seen with me from what I hear Bischoff still don't like me very much. Can't say I blame him I did punch him face a few times," I say. "Ah hell I just tell them I was making sure you were done. Putting poor little Frankie's mind at ease. I mean your like the boogeyman to him now," Storm says. "Good I like that little guy being worried about me. You know what would be a good rib. You should tell him I was vowing revenge at him," I say between laughs. "Oh I have better idea here," he hands me his phone. "Oh you jackass I love it," I say as I see his list of saves Kaz is number seven. I hit the number, "You got to be quite man don't blow this," I warn him.

"What Storm?" Kazarian voice booms over the speakerphone. "It's not Storm, Frankie boy," I sound surprisingly sober like. "Jake?" There is fear in his voice. "Ah little buddy you remember me." I taunt. "Where is Storm?" "Face down under a trashcan." Storm fights to stifle a laugh. "Don't mess with me or anyone else in Immortal. You can't handle us," Kazarian says trying to sound tough. "Yeah Yeah yeah what ever see you later Frankie," I disconnect the call and Storm and I start to laugh.

#Break#

"What the hell did I do last night," I ask as I wake up on my front porch. A couple of my neighbors are our for there morning jog I guess me being drunk is to common a sight these days they all just ignore me. I go for my key and find a note tapped to the front door.

Jake

I have a doctor appointment tomorrow at noon. On the back is the info you need. If you want to come please do.

Madison

I haven't been home in few days so odds are I already missed it. Good the sooner Madison gets I'm not going to around the better for her. I walk in the house and trip over a bottle I left on the floor. I hit the ground hard head first. I feel strange. Man last time I got hit like that it when ate a clothesline from Samoa Joe. I get up and sit in an easy chair. "Hi dad," A female voice says to me out of no where. I open my eyes and see a teenage girl sitting on the arm rest. "I'm in the wrong house," I mumble. "Another joke I just don't get dad," she says. I get up and start to back up. "Don't freak out. You've been drinking barley sleeping for the last couple of weeks and now you smacked your head on the floor. So your seeing things mainly me," she says.

"Huh?" "Basically I'm a dream Dad," she says. "Stop calling me that," I say. "I'm dream of what your kid will be like. So I'm goign to call you dad," she says. "Look this is a dream so I control so go away," I say. She doesn't go. "See Dad part of you wants me to leave but there is key part that needs me to stay. Kind of like how I well the kid Madison is carrying will need you," she says. Oh I get it you my gotta be the good guy side showing up," I say.

"Look dad I'm not telling you to go back to TNA. I'm telling you what part of you is screaming you have a chance to be a father and even though you act like you could care less you do care," she says. "It's because I care is why I am staying away. I'm a drunk no kid needs that," I insist. "Stop drinking," says.

"He's coming around," a EMT says as I open my eyes. "Mr. Reed can you remember what happened?" another asks me. "Yeah I slipped than the lights went out," I say. "Mr. Reed you hit you head. You might have a concussion we are taking you to the hospital," the first EMT says. "Yeah sure. Am I bleeding?" I ask I can feel a familiar warmth on my head. "Yes sir you are," The other EMT says. "We are going to try and close it," his partner says. Well I guess I'm going to the hospital great a place where I can't drink and lots of time to think.

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