"When will the operation take place?" Benoit asked outside.
"Well, you see, he's too sick to operate on yet, so he'll have to stay here until he's well enough." The nurse replied. "And who knows how long that can take."
"Thank you." Benoit said and he left. I couldn't blame him. Night crept up slowly and I realized, I didn't want to go out this way. I was tough, strong, a fighter and I wanted to go out fighting. I grabbed my bag, stuffed pillows under my sheets to make it seem like I was there, and I slowly went to the window. I was on the second floor above the entrance where there was a ledge I could jump onto and leap to the ground safely. I did just that and took a taxi back to the hotel. I decided to take the stairs, nobody ever did. I got to the sixth floor before I heard people coming so I exited to the floor. I looked around for safety and found an open door, it led to Vince's room. I ran in and dove under the bed to hide. But what I didn't know was there was a conspiracy going on with Vince while I was gone. Edge and Christian would have to compete in a tables and ladder match with the APA and they didn't want to. Vince wasn't around and they just happened to be on the floor, so they snuck up and hid under the bed. None of them noticed me and I didn't notice them.
"So you want to go against RVD?" Vince's voice could be heard. We all went quiet, we didn't know he was talking to Rikishi. "Well, just take a seat and we can talk about it."
"Alright then, don't mind if I do." Rikishi said and we all tensed as he sat down sharply on the bed. The three of us let out a scream and Rikishi jumped up, as did Vince. The three of us climbed out from under the bed. First Edge, then Christian and I slowly came out last. Rikishi had a solomn, yet embarrassed look as if he predicted he'd do something like this. Vince noticed Edge and Christian first.
"What are you doing under there?" Vince demanded, I tried to sneak out the open door.
"We wanted to hear about our match and you never told us when we asked." Edge said.
"And you're always talking to the APA and we're curious." Christian added.
"Well that explains that then, just tell me next time ok?" Vince replied.
"What about you, aren't you supposed to be at the doctors?" Rikishi asked me. I gulped, stopping in my tracks. Everyone turned to me and I felt like public enemy number one.
"I'm sorry guys, it was too much and I couldn't take it anymore." I sighed. Benoit came into the room as I finished my statement. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Let me guess, you chickened out?" He grumbled. I lowered my head. He explained to everyone the situation so that they could understand from my point of view.
"First of all, Chris, we're taking you back to the doctor." Vince began.
"But!" I whined.
"Shut up!" He cut me off. He was pissed. "Then, you're going to be suspended for a week after Sunday and thirdly, you have to have a 10% pay cut." Everyone was shocked.
"Vince, all he did was," Christian began, feeling the punishment was too harsh.
"Hey!" Vince pointed a warning finger at him and he closed his mouth. "Now, Chris, take him back to the doctors now and don't come back until this is all settled. Got it!"
"Yes sir." He whispered. I grinned to myself at him. He really was a true friend. At the doctors, Chris apologized on my behalf and asked the doctor if there were any other options.
"Well, you can take medication for about a week and that will just limit you to a normal common cold sore throat. But after this is all over, you'll be more vulnerable to viruses there." He explained as he got out a prescription form.
"That's fine, perfect." I tried to sound positive, but I frankly couldn't give a care.
"Ok then." The doctor began to write things down. "Go to the nearest pharmacy and get this." He handed us the paper. "Good luck and good by." We left and I was already feeling better. We went to a pharmacist about a mile or so away and waited about 20 min. for the medicine.
"Here you are sir." The girl behind the counter handed it to him.
"Thank you." Benoit said for me. I could tell she was new here.
"Just to let you know sir," I heard her add before we could go away back to the hotel to tell Vince and the others the story. "This happened to me too. I got the same stuff and to tell the truth, I had this about 7 or 8 years ago and I haven't gotten as sick as that or even close to it since. I just think the doctors are trying to scare us out of our money and pride."
"Never has anyone else sounded so good." I grinned at her. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." She grinned. "And by the way, Y2J Chris Jericho." I turned back around. She was a wrestling fan? "I'm a big fan of you, and you too Chris Benoit. I hope you have a nice time here in Florida."
"Thank you." I read her name-tag. "Ashley."
"Sure, good luck in the future and on Sunday." She grinned. We all said our good by's and the two of us were soon back in Vince's room.
"And you're sure about all this?" Vince asked Benoit and he nodded. "Well Chris, you got off the hook and you're pretty lucky. Just, try to be more careful next time ok?"
"Ok boss, no problem." I assured, hoping it would never have to come to this again.
"Come on, let's get some sleep. This has sure been one heck of an adventure." Benoit said to me in the hall after leaving Vince's room. In the elevator I thanked him again but half way through, I broke down into another coughing fit. "That's my Chris alright." We grinned. That night I actually fell asleep and got a good night rest. I would be ready for my match on the PPV and as far as the week suspension and 10% pay cut goes, I'll take that over the hospital and a doctor operating on me any day. I woke up the next morning and my friends came over to see how I was. I was dressed and packed, so were they. Trish, Benoit, Triple H, RVD, The Hardy Boyz, Edge and Christian were soon all in the room waiting for me to get ready.
"So, how were the pills?" Benoit asked finally.
"Oh, I forgot about them." I slapped my forehead. I told them they could sit on the bed and watch TV as I found the bottle in the bathroom. The pills were small thankfully but I got a big glass of water just in case. I never liked to take pills since they usually got stuck in my throat. I came out and took a deep breath. I was one more step closer to recovery. "I'm ready to train harder." I said aloud to myself, forgetting my friends were there.
"Chris?" Lita's voice cut me out of my daydream and I turned to them, realizing they were still there. They all stood looking at me with a grin. I grinned back.
"Are you ready to go to WrestleMania?" I grinned and we grabbed our luggage and ran out of the room, talking and laughing. Everything was pretty much back to normal now, though I still may be sick, I'm all that closer to being better. And when we do get to the arena, I'll put on one hell of a show, because I'll be off on vacation for a little while..
"Well, you see, he's too sick to operate on yet, so he'll have to stay here until he's well enough." The nurse replied. "And who knows how long that can take."
"Thank you." Benoit said and he left. I couldn't blame him. Night crept up slowly and I realized, I didn't want to go out this way. I was tough, strong, a fighter and I wanted to go out fighting. I grabbed my bag, stuffed pillows under my sheets to make it seem like I was there, and I slowly went to the window. I was on the second floor above the entrance where there was a ledge I could jump onto and leap to the ground safely. I did just that and took a taxi back to the hotel. I decided to take the stairs, nobody ever did. I got to the sixth floor before I heard people coming so I exited to the floor. I looked around for safety and found an open door, it led to Vince's room. I ran in and dove under the bed to hide. But what I didn't know was there was a conspiracy going on with Vince while I was gone. Edge and Christian would have to compete in a tables and ladder match with the APA and they didn't want to. Vince wasn't around and they just happened to be on the floor, so they snuck up and hid under the bed. None of them noticed me and I didn't notice them.
"So you want to go against RVD?" Vince's voice could be heard. We all went quiet, we didn't know he was talking to Rikishi. "Well, just take a seat and we can talk about it."
"Alright then, don't mind if I do." Rikishi said and we all tensed as he sat down sharply on the bed. The three of us let out a scream and Rikishi jumped up, as did Vince. The three of us climbed out from under the bed. First Edge, then Christian and I slowly came out last. Rikishi had a solomn, yet embarrassed look as if he predicted he'd do something like this. Vince noticed Edge and Christian first.
"What are you doing under there?" Vince demanded, I tried to sneak out the open door.
"We wanted to hear about our match and you never told us when we asked." Edge said.
"And you're always talking to the APA and we're curious." Christian added.
"Well that explains that then, just tell me next time ok?" Vince replied.
"What about you, aren't you supposed to be at the doctors?" Rikishi asked me. I gulped, stopping in my tracks. Everyone turned to me and I felt like public enemy number one.
"I'm sorry guys, it was too much and I couldn't take it anymore." I sighed. Benoit came into the room as I finished my statement. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Let me guess, you chickened out?" He grumbled. I lowered my head. He explained to everyone the situation so that they could understand from my point of view.
"First of all, Chris, we're taking you back to the doctor." Vince began.
"But!" I whined.
"Shut up!" He cut me off. He was pissed. "Then, you're going to be suspended for a week after Sunday and thirdly, you have to have a 10% pay cut." Everyone was shocked.
"Vince, all he did was," Christian began, feeling the punishment was too harsh.
"Hey!" Vince pointed a warning finger at him and he closed his mouth. "Now, Chris, take him back to the doctors now and don't come back until this is all settled. Got it!"
"Yes sir." He whispered. I grinned to myself at him. He really was a true friend. At the doctors, Chris apologized on my behalf and asked the doctor if there were any other options.
"Well, you can take medication for about a week and that will just limit you to a normal common cold sore throat. But after this is all over, you'll be more vulnerable to viruses there." He explained as he got out a prescription form.
"That's fine, perfect." I tried to sound positive, but I frankly couldn't give a care.
"Ok then." The doctor began to write things down. "Go to the nearest pharmacy and get this." He handed us the paper. "Good luck and good by." We left and I was already feeling better. We went to a pharmacist about a mile or so away and waited about 20 min. for the medicine.
"Here you are sir." The girl behind the counter handed it to him.
"Thank you." Benoit said for me. I could tell she was new here.
"Just to let you know sir," I heard her add before we could go away back to the hotel to tell Vince and the others the story. "This happened to me too. I got the same stuff and to tell the truth, I had this about 7 or 8 years ago and I haven't gotten as sick as that or even close to it since. I just think the doctors are trying to scare us out of our money and pride."
"Never has anyone else sounded so good." I grinned at her. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." She grinned. "And by the way, Y2J Chris Jericho." I turned back around. She was a wrestling fan? "I'm a big fan of you, and you too Chris Benoit. I hope you have a nice time here in Florida."
"Thank you." I read her name-tag. "Ashley."
"Sure, good luck in the future and on Sunday." She grinned. We all said our good by's and the two of us were soon back in Vince's room.
"And you're sure about all this?" Vince asked Benoit and he nodded. "Well Chris, you got off the hook and you're pretty lucky. Just, try to be more careful next time ok?"
"Ok boss, no problem." I assured, hoping it would never have to come to this again.
"Come on, let's get some sleep. This has sure been one heck of an adventure." Benoit said to me in the hall after leaving Vince's room. In the elevator I thanked him again but half way through, I broke down into another coughing fit. "That's my Chris alright." We grinned. That night I actually fell asleep and got a good night rest. I would be ready for my match on the PPV and as far as the week suspension and 10% pay cut goes, I'll take that over the hospital and a doctor operating on me any day. I woke up the next morning and my friends came over to see how I was. I was dressed and packed, so were they. Trish, Benoit, Triple H, RVD, The Hardy Boyz, Edge and Christian were soon all in the room waiting for me to get ready.
"So, how were the pills?" Benoit asked finally.
"Oh, I forgot about them." I slapped my forehead. I told them they could sit on the bed and watch TV as I found the bottle in the bathroom. The pills were small thankfully but I got a big glass of water just in case. I never liked to take pills since they usually got stuck in my throat. I came out and took a deep breath. I was one more step closer to recovery. "I'm ready to train harder." I said aloud to myself, forgetting my friends were there.
"Chris?" Lita's voice cut me out of my daydream and I turned to them, realizing they were still there. They all stood looking at me with a grin. I grinned back.
"Are you ready to go to WrestleMania?" I grinned and we grabbed our luggage and ran out of the room, talking and laughing. Everything was pretty much back to normal now, though I still may be sick, I'm all that closer to being better. And when we do get to the arena, I'll put on one hell of a show, because I'll be off on vacation for a little while..