I'd carried him like a child back downstairs, kicking open the door to David's room to use the phone. He was alarmed and just stood there gawking at Raven as I dropped him down onto one of the beds and called an ambulance. While I did that I asked David to go get Amber and Saphrin for me. I probably should've done it myself but I couldn't just leave him there alone. I was freaking out and didn't want to leave him alone and was sure that he didn't want to be alone, even though he was barely conscious. But he held his wrists now against him again, and he was dreadfully pale. I sat down on the bed next to him and pushed hair out of his face.
His eyes were tearing again. He spoke so quietly. "Kane…I don't want to die…"
"Don't worry about it, man, you'll be fine…" I placed a hand over his and just stared at him. His eyes drifted over to the window slowly, nearly dead. Distant again. And tears spilled again. I stood for a moment to go into the bathroom, taking towels from the racks and coming back to hold them against his wrists. He didn't seem to notice me doing this but I did it anyway. And I cried, seeing his state. If it hadn't been for me it wouldn't have gotten this far. I wanted to kick his ass and was too slow in finding him. I could've gotten up there before he had stepped down from the ledge and everything would've been fine.
"Scott!" Amber burst into the room and practically jumped onto the bed, kneeling over him and trying to talk to him. She lifted his head to look at her, trying to get him to see her. "C'mon Scott, don't do this, stay awake!" she cried. When I turned I saw that Saphrin had walked in and just stood there glaring at Amber.
"I knew it was true…" she said. "I didn't want to believe him but I know it's true. Look at you on top of him like that."
Amber got off immediately. "What? Who told you what?"
Saphrin pushed Amber out of the way so that she could sit next to him. She put his head in her lap. I was confused now. But she just stared down at Scott. She twitched a little, about to cry, angry. And then quickly and suddenly she moved so that she was lying down on the bed beside him.
"I'm sorry…I shouldn't have yelled at you, honey…" she whispered to him. Her eyes were filled and glazed over again. Raven's head turned, seeming rolling lifelessly to look at her. His skin was so white. He's lost a lot of blood.
"Now what the hell is going on?" we turned to see Vince McMahon strutting into the room. For a moment there was a bit of humor to see him, in his billion dollar PJ's and robe and slippers and the glasses that made him look almost rabbit like. He looked at Scott and over him came that famous look of his. Like he was going to vomit. He cleared his throat. "Kane, come here…"
I didn't want to leave the room and wasn't about to. I couldn't, and so I just walked with Vince to the corner of the room to speak. My eyes never left Scott was we spoke.
"What happened?"
I still wouldn't look away. "He and Saphrin got into a fight…she thought he was cheating on her and so threw her ring at him. And I found him up on the roof with his wrists cut. That's all I know."
Vince put a hand on my arm, as a normal man would've placed a hand on my shoulder but it was a height difference thing I guess. I turned to him now. He looked at me very sternly. "Does this have anything to do with Paul?"
I was caught off guard by the question. "What?"
"I saw him speaking to Saphrin shortly before she left the arena tonight. She was crying when she walked away. Did you know?"
"No!" I turned to her. "Saph! Why were you talking to Paul?"
Tears flowed freely from her eyes now. One hand lay tangled in Scott's hair while the other hand reached to wipe tears from her eyes. "He was telling me about Scott and Amber. He was right. I was fucking stupid not to have seen it. Not to see that Amber and him have been sleeping with each other this whole time. And now look at him…"
I was at her side in an instant, nearly melodramatically, soap operaishly talking to her. "I told you never to talk to him! He knows how to play with people's minds!"
The paramedics started to come into the room then, and a little group of people, whether curious or concerned, public or wrestlers, stood outside the door. As they started to put Scott on a stretcher she stood and looked straight at me. And then angrily to Amber.
"Kane it's so obvious! I see it now!"
I grabbed her by the shoulders. "Saph! Do you really think he'd slash his wrists over you if he was in love with my wife? It's absurd!"
Her head turned sideways as she looked at him, as they started to strap him onto the stretcher. She twitched again. And then let out a sob. "This is all my fault, isn't it?" she cried. "He's gonna die and…and it's my fault!" she went into a state now. Wailing, shaking.
Amber
gently touched Saphrin's arm. "Saph, hun, he'll be fine," she said. She was
crying, too.
"He's not gonna die."
Saphrin threw her arms around Amber and they held each other. "I'm sorry!" Saph managed to choke out. "I shouldn't have been so stupid! Amber you're my best friend, why the hell would you and Raven be together?! I'm so stupid! Please forgive me!"
"Shh…" Amber said, and rubbed her friend's back. "It isn't your fault. It's Paul's."
"But now he's hurt and it's because of what I said to him! He really did love me and I know it! He wouldn't have just wandered aimlessly out of the arena in turmoil over me if he didn't. He wouldn't have asked me to marry him if he didn't."
Amber looked up at me as if she didn't know what to do. But then she just rubbed Saph's back some more and got her to walk with the paramedics to walk with the stretcher. Amber mouthed to me that she and I should ride there, and so I waited for them to leave before going down to get Claudette and Jake and the car. The last thing I heard was Amber's trying to comfort Saphrin.
"Don't worry…" she said. "He'll be fine, I promise…" I heard uncertainty in her voice.