"Modesty sweetie please calm down." Matt said into his cell phone.
Modesty had called him screaming and crying hysterically.
"Damian!! He's in thhhhe hospital!" Modesty cried.
"What? Where? Why? What happened?"
"I don't know! He wasn't at the arena so I went to the hotel to check on him and he was handcuffed to the bed bleeding badly. Oh Matt what if he was cheating on me too? I'll never find a guy and my poor Damian's dieing!"
"Modesty he's not cheating on you. Damian would never do that. And he won't die. He's a fighter he won't give up."
"I don't know Matt! I JUST DON'T KNOW!"
"Why didn't you guys go to the arena together anyway?"
"AH! MATT! I'm not even sure! He said something about staying there to do something nice and special. Well if I knew he meant this I would have never left!"
"Modesty you didn't know he meant that. He might not have even meant that. Where are you? Do you want me or anyone else to come and keep you company?"
"Thank you Matt but no thanks. Just tell Stephanie what happened so she knows why we're not there."
"Ok. I'll do that sweetie. And hunny, if you ever need or want anyone there with you, don't hesitate to call. Remember a lot of people here love and care about you."
"Thank you Matty."
"Any time Moddy. I love you." Matt said and hung up. Instead of telling Stephanie right away he took some time to make another phone call.
~~~~~~~~~
"Yeah?" Shane answered his phone and adjusted his towel. He was in the shower when some asshole called.
"Shane!" Matt screamed. Figures, it was Matt. Even though Matt was his best friend, and had been for years, he was really starting to get on Shane's nerves a lot now.
"What Matt? I was in the middle of taking a shower. I have nothing but a fucking towel on and I'm cold."
"It's ok Shane you can't shrink anymore."
"MATT! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?"
"I want to tell you to back the hell out of Modesty's life."
"What?"
"Let me finish! Back out of her life Shane. That also means don't fuck with Damian. She loves him Shane. And she's lucky she can love again after everything you've done to her. Just let her be."
"What? What about Damian?"
"Don't act dumb Shane!"
"I'm not!"
"Then don't act cute!"
"I'm not acting! What about Damian? I never even met the guy."
"Shane I know you put Damian in the hospital. The handcuffs were a nice touch, make poor Modesty think he was cheating on her. But then what? He dies and you comfort Modesty and you get her back? This isn't a TV show Shane, this is real life. Don't mess up. You can't cut and do a re-take." Matt said and hung up. Shane screamed and slammed down the phone.
~~~~~~~
Shane paced around his living room. He had finished his shower and gotten dressed. Now he was trying to decide where they all should meet and when. He wanted to it. He was going to do it. Who the hell cared if Damien was in the hospital? Damian was never part of the original "gang" anyway. No one even invited him. What happened to him was sad, no one deserved it, but forget it. Just because he got hurt didn't mean it had ruin ALL their plans.
~~~~~~~~~~
Modesty nervously swung one leg over the other the other and rested her hands on her knees. She looked straight into the doctor's eyes and nodded.
"Yes, I would like to see him." She said clearly.
"Walk right this way." He said and led Modesty down a hall. Modesty was scared, but she wasn't showing it.
"He's in there." The doctor said and opened the door. Modesty's heart stopped when she seen him. He was hooked up to all types of machines and had wires coming out of everywhere. Her eyes filled up as she ran her fingers along the cool metal side of the bed.
"Can I uh, be alone?" Modesty asked.
"Yes of course." The doctor answered and ducked out.
~~~~~~
"Matt are you arlight?" Jeff asked and put his hand on his older brother's shoulder. Matt jerked away.
"No I'm not fucking alright!"
"What's wrong Matty?"
"Jeff I told you what happened."
"I know I feel bad too. I mean I like Damian and all but Matt why are you so pissed?"
"Jeff are you blind? Did you forget? Am I the only one who doesn't want Modesty to get hurt?"
"Of course I don't want her getting hurt Matthew but she's a woman now. She's not the young adult that fled years ago. She has to stand on her own two feet and take care of herself. We can't watch her every move and protect her from every little thing."
"I don't know Jeff."
"Matt, please loosen up. Let go of the older brother protectiveness. Just let her be her and make her own mistakes."
"You know what's sad Jeffro?"
"What Matty?"
"I understood what you said." Matt said seriously. Jeff laughed and messed up Matt's hair.
~~~~~~~~~
A few days later Modesty stormed down the hallways of the arena. She wasn't dressed in her attire. She had on Sketcher sneakers, black training pants and a black long sleeved shirt. She wasn't gothic, she just like black. Her hair hung loose as usual. She stopped at the right door and pushed it open.
Shane spun around. When he seen her standing in the door way he dropped his phone. Shannon gasped. Evan didn't recognize her, but guessing from Shane and Shannon's reactions, he figured she was Modesty, so he stayed quiet.
"Modesty." Shane whispered.
"Don't. You. Modesty. Me." Modesty said through clenched teeth. It was then Shane noticed her eyes. Modesty always had very expressive eyes that changed colors. Now they expressed hate, anger and sadness and looked a bit red.
"What's wrong?" Shane asked. Modesty pushed him against the wall.
"You know!" She screamed and lightly punched him in the chest with both fists. "You know!" She cried. She broke down and slid to the floor. "You know." She whispered and rocked back and forth crying. Shane kneeled next to her and put his hand on her back.
"I know what?" He asked.
"You! Damian! You know! Why?"
"Modesty, please, sentences!"
"Why?" She jumped up and screamed. "Why did you do it?" She screamed and shook Shane by his shirt. Shane wiggled himself free.
"Why did I do what? Modesty be quiet! You're not supposed to be here! You work for the OTHER company!"
"I DON'T CARE! LET them hear me! I came here for answers and I want them NOW!"
"What Modesty? Just ask me, in complete sentences, and I'll answer."
"Why did you do that to Damian? Why couldn't you let me be happy?"
"I didn't do it Modesty. I swear. I wouldn't hurt you again."
"Stay away from me. Stay away from my loved ones. Don't talk to me and I won't talk to you. Don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you." She said coldly and walked out. Shane threw his water bottle at the door.
"Bitch." He muttered.
"Damian!! He's in thhhhe hospital!" Modesty cried.
"What? Where? Why? What happened?"
"I don't know! He wasn't at the arena so I went to the hotel to check on him and he was handcuffed to the bed bleeding badly. Oh Matt what if he was cheating on me too? I'll never find a guy and my poor Damian's dieing!"
"Modesty he's not cheating on you. Damian would never do that. And he won't die. He's a fighter he won't give up."
"I don't know Matt! I JUST DON'T KNOW!"
"Why didn't you guys go to the arena together anyway?"
"AH! MATT! I'm not even sure! He said something about staying there to do something nice and special. Well if I knew he meant this I would have never left!"
"Modesty you didn't know he meant that. He might not have even meant that. Where are you? Do you want me or anyone else to come and keep you company?"
"Thank you Matt but no thanks. Just tell Stephanie what happened so she knows why we're not there."
"Ok. I'll do that sweetie. And hunny, if you ever need or want anyone there with you, don't hesitate to call. Remember a lot of people here love and care about you."
"Thank you Matty."
"Any time Moddy. I love you." Matt said and hung up. Instead of telling Stephanie right away he took some time to make another phone call.
~~~~~~~~~
"Yeah?" Shane answered his phone and adjusted his towel. He was in the shower when some asshole called.
"Shane!" Matt screamed. Figures, it was Matt. Even though Matt was his best friend, and had been for years, he was really starting to get on Shane's nerves a lot now.
"What Matt? I was in the middle of taking a shower. I have nothing but a fucking towel on and I'm cold."
"It's ok Shane you can't shrink anymore."
"MATT! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?"
"I want to tell you to back the hell out of Modesty's life."
"What?"
"Let me finish! Back out of her life Shane. That also means don't fuck with Damian. She loves him Shane. And she's lucky she can love again after everything you've done to her. Just let her be."
"What? What about Damian?"
"Don't act dumb Shane!"
"I'm not!"
"Then don't act cute!"
"I'm not acting! What about Damian? I never even met the guy."
"Shane I know you put Damian in the hospital. The handcuffs were a nice touch, make poor Modesty think he was cheating on her. But then what? He dies and you comfort Modesty and you get her back? This isn't a TV show Shane, this is real life. Don't mess up. You can't cut and do a re-take." Matt said and hung up. Shane screamed and slammed down the phone.
~~~~~~~
Shane paced around his living room. He had finished his shower and gotten dressed. Now he was trying to decide where they all should meet and when. He wanted to it. He was going to do it. Who the hell cared if Damien was in the hospital? Damian was never part of the original "gang" anyway. No one even invited him. What happened to him was sad, no one deserved it, but forget it. Just because he got hurt didn't mean it had ruin ALL their plans.
~~~~~~~~~~
Modesty nervously swung one leg over the other the other and rested her hands on her knees. She looked straight into the doctor's eyes and nodded.
"Yes, I would like to see him." She said clearly.
"Walk right this way." He said and led Modesty down a hall. Modesty was scared, but she wasn't showing it.
"He's in there." The doctor said and opened the door. Modesty's heart stopped when she seen him. He was hooked up to all types of machines and had wires coming out of everywhere. Her eyes filled up as she ran her fingers along the cool metal side of the bed.
"Can I uh, be alone?" Modesty asked.
"Yes of course." The doctor answered and ducked out.
~~~~~~
"Matt are you arlight?" Jeff asked and put his hand on his older brother's shoulder. Matt jerked away.
"No I'm not fucking alright!"
"What's wrong Matty?"
"Jeff I told you what happened."
"I know I feel bad too. I mean I like Damian and all but Matt why are you so pissed?"
"Jeff are you blind? Did you forget? Am I the only one who doesn't want Modesty to get hurt?"
"Of course I don't want her getting hurt Matthew but she's a woman now. She's not the young adult that fled years ago. She has to stand on her own two feet and take care of herself. We can't watch her every move and protect her from every little thing."
"I don't know Jeff."
"Matt, please loosen up. Let go of the older brother protectiveness. Just let her be her and make her own mistakes."
"You know what's sad Jeffro?"
"What Matty?"
"I understood what you said." Matt said seriously. Jeff laughed and messed up Matt's hair.
~~~~~~~~~
A few days later Modesty stormed down the hallways of the arena. She wasn't dressed in her attire. She had on Sketcher sneakers, black training pants and a black long sleeved shirt. She wasn't gothic, she just like black. Her hair hung loose as usual. She stopped at the right door and pushed it open.
Shane spun around. When he seen her standing in the door way he dropped his phone. Shannon gasped. Evan didn't recognize her, but guessing from Shane and Shannon's reactions, he figured she was Modesty, so he stayed quiet.
"Modesty." Shane whispered.
"Don't. You. Modesty. Me." Modesty said through clenched teeth. It was then Shane noticed her eyes. Modesty always had very expressive eyes that changed colors. Now they expressed hate, anger and sadness and looked a bit red.
"What's wrong?" Shane asked. Modesty pushed him against the wall.
"You know!" She screamed and lightly punched him in the chest with both fists. "You know!" She cried. She broke down and slid to the floor. "You know." She whispered and rocked back and forth crying. Shane kneeled next to her and put his hand on her back.
"I know what?" He asked.
"You! Damian! You know! Why?"
"Modesty, please, sentences!"
"Why?" She jumped up and screamed. "Why did you do it?" She screamed and shook Shane by his shirt. Shane wiggled himself free.
"Why did I do what? Modesty be quiet! You're not supposed to be here! You work for the OTHER company!"
"I DON'T CARE! LET them hear me! I came here for answers and I want them NOW!"
"What Modesty? Just ask me, in complete sentences, and I'll answer."
"Why did you do that to Damian? Why couldn't you let me be happy?"
"I didn't do it Modesty. I swear. I wouldn't hurt you again."
"Stay away from me. Stay away from my loved ones. Don't talk to me and I won't talk to you. Don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you." She said coldly and walked out. Shane threw his water bottle at the door.
"Bitch." He muttered.
