Chapter 05:

An hour later, a male doctor came out of the emergency room and immediately looked for Randy.

"Mr. Orton?" he called out as Randy jumped up and acknowledged him. "Sir, my name is Dr. Romanello and I'm here to tell you of your girlfriend's condition." He spoke before seating themselves down. "She suffered from a head concussion, a few broken ribs, a broken wrist and a broken leg." He began. "Also, the impact of the accident caused a fracture in her spinal core, which means she'll have to take physical therapy for a period of time when she awakes. It might take her long until she'll able to walk again. She's still unconscious up to now and until she wakes up shall we know if there are any other problems within her body. As of now, she's already in one of the rooms in our ICU and if you want, you may visit her."

Randy nodded his head fervently as a nurse led all eight of them to Stacy's room. Upon entering the room was when Randy Orton, for the first time ever in his life, truly broke down.

There laid Stacy on the bed with three dextroses attached to her left hand and a tube fastened to her mouth. A few monitors beeped from beside her bed as she breathed in and out slowly and scarcely.

"This is all my f---ing fault!!!" Randy yelled, falling and kneeling down on the ground while banging his fist sternly on the hard floor.

Amy and Trish cried along, helping Randy up as he covered his engorged, red eyes with his fists.

"No, it's not, Randy. It's not your fault. It was never your fault." Amy whispered through shimmering tears as they sat him down on the daybed right beside Stacy's.

"If I didn't have to f---ing sleep in, this would never have happened!!! If I went with her to that motherf---ing tailor shop, she wouldn't be here right now!!!" he bellowed, punching the rigid wall so hard, it caused his fist to bruise.

"No! Randy! Don't say that! This isn't your fault." Hunter, who sat right next to him, spoke. "This isn't your fault, alright? Stacy's a strong girl. She'll be able to push through this. And we're all gonna help her."

Trish, who couldn't take it anymore, ran into Jeff's arms and hugged him the tightest that she could. Amy, who did the same thing with Matt, nodded her head and agreed with Hunter.

Randy continued to shake as he watched his girlfriend's feeble form on the bed. God, he was that stupid. Why couldn't he just go with her to that tailor shop? Why'd he have to let her go on her own?

"I don't think I'm ever gonna forgive myself for doing this." He muttered, shaking his head before banging it against the wall.

"Randy, there's no one to blame." Batista repeated. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"Yeah...and Stacy's gonna push through this all." Chris spoke with a smile, patting Randy's back twice. "I mean...she's Legs!"

Randy sighed, shaking his head and calming himself down. "If she doesn't come out of this okay, I am going to hate myself forever."

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A/N: Awww...for some reason...I can actually imagine Randy doing all that. Hehehehe. Anywayz...hope you guys review!!! Mwah! :-)