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Chapter 11: Getting caught.
The next morning Brock awoke with a rude awaking.
"Brock wake up! BROCK!" Brock sat right up. There was dressed Morgan.
"What's wrong?!" he asked. Morgan just smiled.
"Its time for you to get up." Brock shook his head.what? Did he over sleep? He thought.
"What time is it?" He said. Nicole moaned and she rolled over.
"7, that's when gym opens, I want you to teach me some more maneuvers for tonight. Gave Morgan a blank stare. Normally he would blow up in some one's face and want to kill them for even thinking about even going into his room and waking up. Morgan was just standing there and she had no fear. No fear of him.
"You got to be kidding me." He said. Morgan shook her head.
"Nope.please Brock! Pretty please! I need this and you know it." She was right. She did need this.but Brock didn't need getting up to early. Oh well he used to get up around 4 in the morning to do farm chores. This was no biggie..Brock got out of bed. Morgan walked out of the room and headed to hers. She won! She thought. She at first didn't think that Brock was going to get out, well only to get out and to hit her but that's about it. Brock stood in the bathroom. Did he want to shave? Na, to lazy, he was brain dead now because he was up. He got dressed in some baggy pants that where black with the white strips going down and his logo t-shirt. He put on his shoes and sat on the bed. Nicole felt the bed sink by her feet so she looked.
"Brock, what are you doing?" Brock looked over his shoulder.
"Taking Morgan out to breakfast and then she wants to hit the gym.she is over excited about this." Brock went back into tying his shoe. He got up and stretched out his massive body and then walked over to Nicole and gave her a kiss and then he walked over to Morgan's room.
"What a spoiled kid." Nicole said and she lay back down for some more sleep. Brock opened the door to Morgan's room. Music was playing. And she was singing to it. Morgan didn't notice Brock or anything. Till she turned around.
"OH shit." She said. Morgan felt her cheeks begin to blush. And she felt sick.
"You can do just about everything you know that?!" Brock said. Morgan looked at him.
"No I can't." She said. Morgan walked over to her dresser and grabbed her visor.
"Hey More come on you can't have this low of self-esteem. Its not going to get you any were.come on lets go get some breakfast. I am starved!" Morgan smiled and they headed out. Brock was hungry and wanted food as fast as he could. When they did get to a restaurant Brock got some pancakes, toast, OJ, egg's you name it. Morgan just want some toast. Brock didn't like this. So he ordered her some small blueberry pancakes. But she barely ate them.
"Hey More can I ask you something?" Morgan's heart jumped. She didn't like his voice.
"Yeah, sure." She said. Brock looked around the room. He didn't know what words to say.
"Why are you not eating.you have lost your appetite.is something wrong?" He said. Morgan knew how to lie.
"I guess it's because I am worried about the match tonight." She trailed off. But Brock just came on it again.
"No, you have been doing it for a while, before this match was assigned. What's up?" Brock didn't know if it was first, the right place to ask, and second, he didn't know how she was going to respond.
"I don't know what you are talking about Brock.I am fine." Morgan didn't want to lie. She wanted to scream that she wanted to die, and that she was scared and she didn't want to fight Molly by herself in a no holds bar match. She wanted to tell him that she was cutting herself and letting the blood drain out of her body. But she couldn't and she just wouldn't.
"I have seen something change in you More, like I don't know you anymore.it's kind of sad when you are my baby cousin and I love you very much but I don't know." Morgan grabbed her wrist from under neat the table and just dug into it. Getting angry and denying the whole thing.
"Brock.I am fine really I am. Can we please leave now, the gym is just down the street and I really want to go." Brock just sat there and watched her get up from the table. He didn't like how this went out.
"More..I am just worried about you ok?" He said. Morgan leaned up against the table and leaned a crossed it.
"Don't be. I am fine." Then a pack of fans came screaming over to Brock for his autograph and Morgan just left the scene and ran to the gym. Brock zoned out looking at the table. There where Morgan had rested her wrist was a blood spot. She was bleeding again.
************************************************************************ When Brock got into the gym he found Morgan lifting weights. She could lift 200lbs and he was proud of her. What else could he be.disappointed that she was trying to die! Morgan had on a mad face. Brock came over.
"Hey, More I am sorry.I am just." Morgan put down the weight.
"Are you trying to be a father or are you trying to be my watch dog?" Brock was only trying to help.
"Look More, Nicole and I are only trying to help and if you have or had any problems you know that we are here to help you out no matter what. We can try to fix something..you just have to talk to us." Brock sat down next to her. Morgan didn't want to tell him now. She just wanted to hit him. She was getting angry at her cousin because he was right and she knew it.
"DUDE I am ok! Just let me work out then I can get into that ring over there and you just beat my butt ok?" Brock didn't know what to say. He just nodded. He knew that tonight was going to be a bad one. He didn't know anymore. He wanted to shout at Morgan and help her out. He wanted to do all of these things. But he couldn't. Then from inside his pocket his cell phone rang.
"Be right back." He said. Morgan just rolled her eyes. Brock walked over to a place where it was quiet. Morgan being Morgan wanted to know if it was her parents. She listened in.
"Yeah Vince..I know..I cant do it now..I am at the gym with More...Ummm..no...I cant do that now I told you..later on..I know. No one knows, nope, not sighs, no nothing..No Nicole doesn't know about this..Look Vince, I know when she came in she has hated you and yeah...But Morgan doesn't need this either. NO..look what ever is going to happen tonight happens. Ok.I will talk to you later. Ok bye." Morgan's heart was racing and she ran back over. Her mind was spinning. She didn't know what to do.what was Brock planning? Did she want to know? Morgan realized that she was scared of him right now. He came over with a smile on his face.
"Sorry about that just some stupid call.how are you feeling?" Morgan looked up to his face.
"Ok I guess..my arms are getting tiered though." She said. She gave a weak smile. Brock then narrowed his eyes.
"Are you ok? You are pale..are you sick?" he tried to reach her forehead but she moved. Brock didn't get this. He looked at her "Morgan?" He said. Just then Nicole came bouncing in all ready to work out.
"Hey come on kid you need do more moves and I can teach you some.."
"I am feeling a little sick." Nicole looked at Brock. Nicole did reach her forehead. But she didn't feel anything.
"I think you are over tiered..I guess you could use some more sleep." Morgan got up and Nicole put her arm around her and walked out with her. Brock stood there. What was wrong? He felt something..but it was worse. Why? Brock followed them and just made it into the car. They got back to the hotel, and Morgan ran to her room. She did feel sick. Brock was going to do something.something bad..and she didn't want to know what it was either. But why? Morgan laid there in bed. She was lonely, depressed for some stupid reason..just alone. Just alone. And she wanted to die. Morgan leaned over opened the night stand and grabbed the scissors that she bought, and this time she didn't stop..she went deeper and deeper and deeper. Blood now came from her wrists. Tears began to flow. She wanted it to end now. She was scared to fight, scared to live..she knew she could die soon. But she just dropped the weapon. And the blood trickled down her arm and whipped it. She tried to control herself from making sobbing noises. Morgan began to feel weak. Light headed. She got up and she hit the floor. Brock and Nicole heard the thump noise from the other room.
"Morgan are you ok?" Nicole said. They ran to her room. Brock opened the door, there on the floor they see Morgan.
"MORGAN!" they yell, Brock runs over and picks her up. Nicole begins to cry.
"What do you want me to do?" Nicole said.
"I DON'T KNOW!" Brock said. Morgan was coming too. She looked up at him.
"I am sorry." she said. Brock had a tear come down. Morgan felt it hit her cheek.
"Get a wash cloth and get something to wrap it in." Brock said. He picked Morgan up and he placed her on the bed. He held on to her wrist, to stop the bleeding. He didn't know if he wanted to take her to the hospital or not. Nicole came back with a wash cloth.
"I have to run to the store to get something.be right back!" Nicole snatched her purse and she ran and took the stairs instead of the elevator. Brock turned to Morgan, who was moaning in pain.
"I am sorry Brock really I am..its just..I don't know.." She sobbed. Brock hugged her.
"Don't worry about it. But why?" he said. That was the burning question here. And she knew it.
"Because I don't see what's worth living for. I am lonely.and I am going to loose this match with Gail Kim." In Brocks mind was that she was fighting no one.
"No.you are going to win.I just don't think you are in a good stage to fight her now." Morgan looked at Brock.
"I will never be able to get better. I need pills." She looked away. Disgusted with herself. Brock didn't know what to do now.
"Do you want Nicole and I to take you to the hospital? We can get you on some depression pills."
"You are going to send me home aren't you? You are going to tell my parents aren't you?" Brock had forgotten about John and Kelly.
"Don't they deserve to know too sweet heart?" He looked at her.
"NO.and neither did you.but you caught me."
"Well they would have too you know. Look..you are done bleeding and Nicole should be back with something to wrap that up. You are not going to fight tonight, do you understand me?" Brock said. Morgan nodded. "And I want you to understand that suicide is not the answer. Please..Please..this really scares me." Brock was trembling. He had stopped crying a while ago.
"I know." Morgan didn't like this. "What are you going to do with me?" she made it as if she was a prisoner and that she was being punished. Brock turned away from her. He didn't know. He had to think for a moment. What could he do?
"Well, you are going to the arena tonight. But I am going to tell Vince that you are not going to fight because of some problems; and That Gail Kim needs to stay away from you and that maybe some other time maybe next year, when you are tougher, you an fight her." Morgan nodded.
"And my babysitter?" She added.
"Kurt who else?" Morgan smiled. Her head hurt like a bitch and she wanted something to stop it.
"Do you have aspirin?" she asked. Brock nodded. He got up and he walked over to his gym bag and pulled some out. he gave her only 2 and he had a water bottle.
"Bare with me if its warm." Morgan took it greedily and she didn't care. She took them anyways. Nicole came bursting though the door..looking at Brock and Morgan.
"Ok I got peroxide, I got everything wraps you name it.come into the bathroom and I will fix you up." Morgan got up, Brock tried to help.
"I can walk." She said bluntly. The blood was drying on her and it felt weird. They washed everything off in the sink. Morgan felt like a complete jackass for doing this to them. When her arm was all fixed, Morgan looked at her and all bandaged up. Nicole had wrapped it like 20 million times so that if she did start bleeding it would go though that much. Morgan knew what she did was wrong. She knew that killing herself was wrong. And so wasn't what Brock was about to do. She let the world pass her by. Why did she care? She didn't know. All she really knew was that she was one messed up teenager and she had her hero to saver her. She hugged Brock.
"Thank you." She said into his chest. Brock looked down at her brown hair.
"Your welcome." And he kissed her head. He was going to treat her like his own. In a few weeks she would be leaving. Why this? Why now? Brock didn't know.he had some things to take care of anyways.
OK so was I wrong for not letting Brock take Morgan to the hospital? Do you think he should? What is going to happen at the arena? How is Gail Kim going to take it? and what in the heck is Vince and Brock doing? I don't know gotta think about this for a min..just tell me what you think
~*Brit*~
Chapter 11: Getting caught.
The next morning Brock awoke with a rude awaking.
"Brock wake up! BROCK!" Brock sat right up. There was dressed Morgan.
"What's wrong?!" he asked. Morgan just smiled.
"Its time for you to get up." Brock shook his head.what? Did he over sleep? He thought.
"What time is it?" He said. Nicole moaned and she rolled over.
"7, that's when gym opens, I want you to teach me some more maneuvers for tonight. Gave Morgan a blank stare. Normally he would blow up in some one's face and want to kill them for even thinking about even going into his room and waking up. Morgan was just standing there and she had no fear. No fear of him.
"You got to be kidding me." He said. Morgan shook her head.
"Nope.please Brock! Pretty please! I need this and you know it." She was right. She did need this.but Brock didn't need getting up to early. Oh well he used to get up around 4 in the morning to do farm chores. This was no biggie..Brock got out of bed. Morgan walked out of the room and headed to hers. She won! She thought. She at first didn't think that Brock was going to get out, well only to get out and to hit her but that's about it. Brock stood in the bathroom. Did he want to shave? Na, to lazy, he was brain dead now because he was up. He got dressed in some baggy pants that where black with the white strips going down and his logo t-shirt. He put on his shoes and sat on the bed. Nicole felt the bed sink by her feet so she looked.
"Brock, what are you doing?" Brock looked over his shoulder.
"Taking Morgan out to breakfast and then she wants to hit the gym.she is over excited about this." Brock went back into tying his shoe. He got up and stretched out his massive body and then walked over to Nicole and gave her a kiss and then he walked over to Morgan's room.
"What a spoiled kid." Nicole said and she lay back down for some more sleep. Brock opened the door to Morgan's room. Music was playing. And she was singing to it. Morgan didn't notice Brock or anything. Till she turned around.
"OH shit." She said. Morgan felt her cheeks begin to blush. And she felt sick.
"You can do just about everything you know that?!" Brock said. Morgan looked at him.
"No I can't." She said. Morgan walked over to her dresser and grabbed her visor.
"Hey More come on you can't have this low of self-esteem. Its not going to get you any were.come on lets go get some breakfast. I am starved!" Morgan smiled and they headed out. Brock was hungry and wanted food as fast as he could. When they did get to a restaurant Brock got some pancakes, toast, OJ, egg's you name it. Morgan just want some toast. Brock didn't like this. So he ordered her some small blueberry pancakes. But she barely ate them.
"Hey More can I ask you something?" Morgan's heart jumped. She didn't like his voice.
"Yeah, sure." She said. Brock looked around the room. He didn't know what words to say.
"Why are you not eating.you have lost your appetite.is something wrong?" He said. Morgan knew how to lie.
"I guess it's because I am worried about the match tonight." She trailed off. But Brock just came on it again.
"No, you have been doing it for a while, before this match was assigned. What's up?" Brock didn't know if it was first, the right place to ask, and second, he didn't know how she was going to respond.
"I don't know what you are talking about Brock.I am fine." Morgan didn't want to lie. She wanted to scream that she wanted to die, and that she was scared and she didn't want to fight Molly by herself in a no holds bar match. She wanted to tell him that she was cutting herself and letting the blood drain out of her body. But she couldn't and she just wouldn't.
"I have seen something change in you More, like I don't know you anymore.it's kind of sad when you are my baby cousin and I love you very much but I don't know." Morgan grabbed her wrist from under neat the table and just dug into it. Getting angry and denying the whole thing.
"Brock.I am fine really I am. Can we please leave now, the gym is just down the street and I really want to go." Brock just sat there and watched her get up from the table. He didn't like how this went out.
"More..I am just worried about you ok?" He said. Morgan leaned up against the table and leaned a crossed it.
"Don't be. I am fine." Then a pack of fans came screaming over to Brock for his autograph and Morgan just left the scene and ran to the gym. Brock zoned out looking at the table. There where Morgan had rested her wrist was a blood spot. She was bleeding again.
************************************************************************ When Brock got into the gym he found Morgan lifting weights. She could lift 200lbs and he was proud of her. What else could he be.disappointed that she was trying to die! Morgan had on a mad face. Brock came over.
"Hey, More I am sorry.I am just." Morgan put down the weight.
"Are you trying to be a father or are you trying to be my watch dog?" Brock was only trying to help.
"Look More, Nicole and I are only trying to help and if you have or had any problems you know that we are here to help you out no matter what. We can try to fix something..you just have to talk to us." Brock sat down next to her. Morgan didn't want to tell him now. She just wanted to hit him. She was getting angry at her cousin because he was right and she knew it.
"DUDE I am ok! Just let me work out then I can get into that ring over there and you just beat my butt ok?" Brock didn't know what to say. He just nodded. He knew that tonight was going to be a bad one. He didn't know anymore. He wanted to shout at Morgan and help her out. He wanted to do all of these things. But he couldn't. Then from inside his pocket his cell phone rang.
"Be right back." He said. Morgan just rolled her eyes. Brock walked over to a place where it was quiet. Morgan being Morgan wanted to know if it was her parents. She listened in.
"Yeah Vince..I know..I cant do it now..I am at the gym with More...Ummm..no...I cant do that now I told you..later on..I know. No one knows, nope, not sighs, no nothing..No Nicole doesn't know about this..Look Vince, I know when she came in she has hated you and yeah...But Morgan doesn't need this either. NO..look what ever is going to happen tonight happens. Ok.I will talk to you later. Ok bye." Morgan's heart was racing and she ran back over. Her mind was spinning. She didn't know what to do.what was Brock planning? Did she want to know? Morgan realized that she was scared of him right now. He came over with a smile on his face.
"Sorry about that just some stupid call.how are you feeling?" Morgan looked up to his face.
"Ok I guess..my arms are getting tiered though." She said. She gave a weak smile. Brock then narrowed his eyes.
"Are you ok? You are pale..are you sick?" he tried to reach her forehead but she moved. Brock didn't get this. He looked at her "Morgan?" He said. Just then Nicole came bouncing in all ready to work out.
"Hey come on kid you need do more moves and I can teach you some.."
"I am feeling a little sick." Nicole looked at Brock. Nicole did reach her forehead. But she didn't feel anything.
"I think you are over tiered..I guess you could use some more sleep." Morgan got up and Nicole put her arm around her and walked out with her. Brock stood there. What was wrong? He felt something..but it was worse. Why? Brock followed them and just made it into the car. They got back to the hotel, and Morgan ran to her room. She did feel sick. Brock was going to do something.something bad..and she didn't want to know what it was either. But why? Morgan laid there in bed. She was lonely, depressed for some stupid reason..just alone. Just alone. And she wanted to die. Morgan leaned over opened the night stand and grabbed the scissors that she bought, and this time she didn't stop..she went deeper and deeper and deeper. Blood now came from her wrists. Tears began to flow. She wanted it to end now. She was scared to fight, scared to live..she knew she could die soon. But she just dropped the weapon. And the blood trickled down her arm and whipped it. She tried to control herself from making sobbing noises. Morgan began to feel weak. Light headed. She got up and she hit the floor. Brock and Nicole heard the thump noise from the other room.
"Morgan are you ok?" Nicole said. They ran to her room. Brock opened the door, there on the floor they see Morgan.
"MORGAN!" they yell, Brock runs over and picks her up. Nicole begins to cry.
"What do you want me to do?" Nicole said.
"I DON'T KNOW!" Brock said. Morgan was coming too. She looked up at him.
"I am sorry." she said. Brock had a tear come down. Morgan felt it hit her cheek.
"Get a wash cloth and get something to wrap it in." Brock said. He picked Morgan up and he placed her on the bed. He held on to her wrist, to stop the bleeding. He didn't know if he wanted to take her to the hospital or not. Nicole came back with a wash cloth.
"I have to run to the store to get something.be right back!" Nicole snatched her purse and she ran and took the stairs instead of the elevator. Brock turned to Morgan, who was moaning in pain.
"I am sorry Brock really I am..its just..I don't know.." She sobbed. Brock hugged her.
"Don't worry about it. But why?" he said. That was the burning question here. And she knew it.
"Because I don't see what's worth living for. I am lonely.and I am going to loose this match with Gail Kim." In Brocks mind was that she was fighting no one.
"No.you are going to win.I just don't think you are in a good stage to fight her now." Morgan looked at Brock.
"I will never be able to get better. I need pills." She looked away. Disgusted with herself. Brock didn't know what to do now.
"Do you want Nicole and I to take you to the hospital? We can get you on some depression pills."
"You are going to send me home aren't you? You are going to tell my parents aren't you?" Brock had forgotten about John and Kelly.
"Don't they deserve to know too sweet heart?" He looked at her.
"NO.and neither did you.but you caught me."
"Well they would have too you know. Look..you are done bleeding and Nicole should be back with something to wrap that up. You are not going to fight tonight, do you understand me?" Brock said. Morgan nodded. "And I want you to understand that suicide is not the answer. Please..Please..this really scares me." Brock was trembling. He had stopped crying a while ago.
"I know." Morgan didn't like this. "What are you going to do with me?" she made it as if she was a prisoner and that she was being punished. Brock turned away from her. He didn't know. He had to think for a moment. What could he do?
"Well, you are going to the arena tonight. But I am going to tell Vince that you are not going to fight because of some problems; and That Gail Kim needs to stay away from you and that maybe some other time maybe next year, when you are tougher, you an fight her." Morgan nodded.
"And my babysitter?" She added.
"Kurt who else?" Morgan smiled. Her head hurt like a bitch and she wanted something to stop it.
"Do you have aspirin?" she asked. Brock nodded. He got up and he walked over to his gym bag and pulled some out. he gave her only 2 and he had a water bottle.
"Bare with me if its warm." Morgan took it greedily and she didn't care. She took them anyways. Nicole came bursting though the door..looking at Brock and Morgan.
"Ok I got peroxide, I got everything wraps you name it.come into the bathroom and I will fix you up." Morgan got up, Brock tried to help.
"I can walk." She said bluntly. The blood was drying on her and it felt weird. They washed everything off in the sink. Morgan felt like a complete jackass for doing this to them. When her arm was all fixed, Morgan looked at her and all bandaged up. Nicole had wrapped it like 20 million times so that if she did start bleeding it would go though that much. Morgan knew what she did was wrong. She knew that killing herself was wrong. And so wasn't what Brock was about to do. She let the world pass her by. Why did she care? She didn't know. All she really knew was that she was one messed up teenager and she had her hero to saver her. She hugged Brock.
"Thank you." She said into his chest. Brock looked down at her brown hair.
"Your welcome." And he kissed her head. He was going to treat her like his own. In a few weeks she would be leaving. Why this? Why now? Brock didn't know.he had some things to take care of anyways.
OK so was I wrong for not letting Brock take Morgan to the hospital? Do you think he should? What is going to happen at the arena? How is Gail Kim going to take it? and what in the heck is Vince and Brock doing? I don't know gotta think about this for a min..just tell me what you think
~*Brit*~