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Her head was pounding; she slowly fought to open her eyes. She saw nothing except for filtered light. Reaching a hand up she felt that both eyes were covered by some sort of bandage.
"Hey Baby Girl."
"Hey pop…where am I?"
"Home…you had us all scared to death. Your boss wanted to send you to the hospital, but we suggested we bring you back here first. If you didn't get better then we would have taken you."
"And you can be almost as persuasive as I am when you put your mind to it. Who else is here? I can hear voices down stairs."
"Let me see if I can get these names right. Nash…Luger…Borden. Then Matt, Rich & Julia of course your mother."
"Borden? You sure about that?"
"If he is the one you also call Sting…yep"
"I will ask later…what's the deal with the bandages?"
"Something was sprayed in your face during the match." Rose sighed faintly only remembering fragments.
"It blinded me…how long will it last?"
"We have no clue…you fought for 15-20 minutes after it happened, that is a long time to have what ever it was on you."
"He also did something to fog my mind…I don't remember anything past the tie-up where we shoved each other away."
"You won, but it may have cost a price…" A familiar voice somewhere in the room answered.
"Steven?"
"Hey…" Her dad got up & kissed her cheek.
"I'll check on you later…" Rose nodded hearing footsteps leaving the room. She then felt someone sit on the side of her bed; her hand was then lifted & held.
"I thought you were still at home?"
"No last minute I felt I had to catch a flight here…I got to the arena just before you got sprayed. The WolfPac said they were going to head down incase he tried anything else. I insisted I go with them, even if as support. I knew even if I couldn't wrestle I had to be there firstly for my partner & secondly for my charm. I am sorry." She reached a hand up to carefully brush his cheek that had a few tears on it…
"It is not your fault; you have no reason to be sorry. After he confronted me in the hall & I was not feeling well I should of found some way out of it. I was careless & stupid to force myself. By the time he blinded me, my sight was not the only thing that was gone."
"Well you're back now."
"I have a feeling I owe you thanks for that."
"You owe me nothing but you getting rest & getting better."
"Ok" She felt a soft kiss on her hand, then her cheek. He stood up & she heard him leaving the room.
Her head was pounding; she slowly fought to open her eyes. She saw nothing except for filtered light. Reaching a hand up she felt that both eyes were covered by some sort of bandage.
"Hey Baby Girl."
"Hey pop…where am I?"
"Home…you had us all scared to death. Your boss wanted to send you to the hospital, but we suggested we bring you back here first. If you didn't get better then we would have taken you."
"And you can be almost as persuasive as I am when you put your mind to it. Who else is here? I can hear voices down stairs."
"Let me see if I can get these names right. Nash…Luger…Borden. Then Matt, Rich & Julia of course your mother."
"Borden? You sure about that?"
"If he is the one you also call Sting…yep"
"I will ask later…what's the deal with the bandages?"
"Something was sprayed in your face during the match." Rose sighed faintly only remembering fragments.
"It blinded me…how long will it last?"
"We have no clue…you fought for 15-20 minutes after it happened, that is a long time to have what ever it was on you."
"He also did something to fog my mind…I don't remember anything past the tie-up where we shoved each other away."
"You won, but it may have cost a price…" A familiar voice somewhere in the room answered.
"Steven?"
"Hey…" Her dad got up & kissed her cheek.
"I'll check on you later…" Rose nodded hearing footsteps leaving the room. She then felt someone sit on the side of her bed; her hand was then lifted & held.
"I thought you were still at home?"
"No last minute I felt I had to catch a flight here…I got to the arena just before you got sprayed. The WolfPac said they were going to head down incase he tried anything else. I insisted I go with them, even if as support. I knew even if I couldn't wrestle I had to be there firstly for my partner & secondly for my charm. I am sorry." She reached a hand up to carefully brush his cheek that had a few tears on it…
"It is not your fault; you have no reason to be sorry. After he confronted me in the hall & I was not feeling well I should of found some way out of it. I was careless & stupid to force myself. By the time he blinded me, my sight was not the only thing that was gone."
"Well you're back now."
"I have a feeling I owe you thanks for that."
"You owe me nothing but you getting rest & getting better."
"Ok" She felt a soft kiss on her hand, then her cheek. He stood up & she heard him leaving the room.