Notes: Probably next chapter we'll get into the real plot of this story. Not saying that this isn't but there's a reason for the name of the fic. But this chapter does start to pick up speed. Thank you Amy for pointing that out. That will go in future reference for later chapters. Name of chapter has nothing to do with Matt Hardy's condition.
It Kills Me
Amy and Jeff stood up. "I'm Dr. Ian Lewis. I have been examining Matt. Are either of you related to Matt?"
"I'm his brother." Jeff said. "This is his..."
"Fiancee." Amy said before Jeff could finish that.
Jeff looked at her in shock. That was news to him.
"Okay. I can tell you a little bit of good news. He did not break his neck as was originally feared. There is some strain in his neck but nothing permanent I don't think. However there are more problems. As you know he landed very hard on his head. I have ordered some CAT scans and that's what is going on right now. He's in a coma."
Amy sat down letting the news sink in. Jeff stood there looking very pale.
The doctor continued. "I'm not sure how he'll be if he wakes up. He could have memory loss, paralysis, brain damage, or he could be a vegetable. I don't know. I'll let you know when the CAT scans are done."
"Dr. Lewis. Matt's father wants you to call him. Here's his cellphone number." Amy said handing it to him.
"Thank you I will." He said and walked away.
"Amy..." Jeff started to say but Amy just walked away from him.
***
The next couple of days passed by slowly. Matt wasn't making any progress and the doctor became less and less confidant of him waking up. Amy and Jeff were talking again but it was still chilly between the two.
Many wrestlers had stopped by, including Vince McMahon. Vince was more for PR Jeff believed. He most likely didn't really care, because before long Vince reminded Jeff of the Africa tour he was supposed to wrestle on. Jeff didn't want to but Vince told him he had to or he'd be fined. That was the way Vince was. He could care less about personal reasons. He wasn't much different from Bischoff they had heard from the former WCW wrestlers. Everyone had heard about what he did to Ric Fhleir in 1998.
Jeff sat in Matt's room and watched him breathe. If it weren't for the IV and the heart monitor a person would think he was asleep. His head was wrapped in bandages. The doctor had suggested talking to him and that's what he did when he went in. He knew his father and Amy did the same thing. "Hi Matt. I have to keep this short because I've got to catch a flight to South Africa tonight. I don't want to but you know Vince. I'll be gone a week. But then again you already knew that since you were also supposed to be on the tour." Jeff was silent, thinking of what to say next. "Whitney's here." He said naming one of their cousins. "She didn't bring Richie or Tabitha though." That was her husband and daughter respectively.
"Jeff?" Adam Copeland asked from the doorway. "We've got to go."
Jeff squeezed his brother's hand. "Gotta go bro. You better be awake when I get home." He said wiping away a tear that started to trail down his face. He left the room and grabbed his suitcase. It was killing him to have to leave his brother. Maybe he should tell Vince to fine him. But then he remembered he was helping foot the medical expenses. He did need to go to Africa no matter how much he wanted to stay here at Mercy Hospital with his brother.
He looked over at Amy who was talking to Whitney his father had gone in. He walked up to her. "I'll call you."
She nodded. She didn't watch him leave.
It Kills Me
Amy and Jeff stood up. "I'm Dr. Ian Lewis. I have been examining Matt. Are either of you related to Matt?"
"I'm his brother." Jeff said. "This is his..."
"Fiancee." Amy said before Jeff could finish that.
Jeff looked at her in shock. That was news to him.
"Okay. I can tell you a little bit of good news. He did not break his neck as was originally feared. There is some strain in his neck but nothing permanent I don't think. However there are more problems. As you know he landed very hard on his head. I have ordered some CAT scans and that's what is going on right now. He's in a coma."
Amy sat down letting the news sink in. Jeff stood there looking very pale.
The doctor continued. "I'm not sure how he'll be if he wakes up. He could have memory loss, paralysis, brain damage, or he could be a vegetable. I don't know. I'll let you know when the CAT scans are done."
"Dr. Lewis. Matt's father wants you to call him. Here's his cellphone number." Amy said handing it to him.
"Thank you I will." He said and walked away.
"Amy..." Jeff started to say but Amy just walked away from him.
***
The next couple of days passed by slowly. Matt wasn't making any progress and the doctor became less and less confidant of him waking up. Amy and Jeff were talking again but it was still chilly between the two.
Many wrestlers had stopped by, including Vince McMahon. Vince was more for PR Jeff believed. He most likely didn't really care, because before long Vince reminded Jeff of the Africa tour he was supposed to wrestle on. Jeff didn't want to but Vince told him he had to or he'd be fined. That was the way Vince was. He could care less about personal reasons. He wasn't much different from Bischoff they had heard from the former WCW wrestlers. Everyone had heard about what he did to Ric Fhleir in 1998.
Jeff sat in Matt's room and watched him breathe. If it weren't for the IV and the heart monitor a person would think he was asleep. His head was wrapped in bandages. The doctor had suggested talking to him and that's what he did when he went in. He knew his father and Amy did the same thing. "Hi Matt. I have to keep this short because I've got to catch a flight to South Africa tonight. I don't want to but you know Vince. I'll be gone a week. But then again you already knew that since you were also supposed to be on the tour." Jeff was silent, thinking of what to say next. "Whitney's here." He said naming one of their cousins. "She didn't bring Richie or Tabitha though." That was her husband and daughter respectively.
"Jeff?" Adam Copeland asked from the doorway. "We've got to go."
Jeff squeezed his brother's hand. "Gotta go bro. You better be awake when I get home." He said wiping away a tear that started to trail down his face. He left the room and grabbed his suitcase. It was killing him to have to leave his brother. Maybe he should tell Vince to fine him. But then he remembered he was helping foot the medical expenses. He did need to go to Africa no matter how much he wanted to stay here at Mercy Hospital with his brother.
He looked over at Amy who was talking to Whitney his father had gone in. He walked up to her. "I'll call you."
She nodded. She didn't watch him leave.