Candice was sitting on the toilet, toilet lid closed of course. Crying. That's all she found herself doing lately, over guys. She stroked her hair.
She thought of Johnny Nitro, Dave, Jeff and all the others. She stood up and opened up the cabinet and took out the scissors. She sat down on the toilet again.
She stuck the scissors deep into her wrist. A sharp red hot pain shot up and down her whole arm. She did one line, she was bleeding like crazy.
She cut herself again, and it was just then what she realized she was doing. She dropped the scissors. She looked at her wrist, she felt faint. Before she knew it she was on the floor.
She woke up in a hospital bed, she remembered what had happened. She looked at the wrist on which she had slit. There was bandages covering it all up, and there was a weird pull along thing hanging onto her.
The pull along thing had bags on it, pumping blood into her. She looked around the room, no one. But there was a lot of cards. She reached for one.
The cover was pink with flowers. She opened it up
Dear Candice
Hope you get well soon, life is dull without you.
Love Trish
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Candice started crying again. She did it because of the lack of love in her life. I mean of course, she had some good runs, the ones she had with great men she messed up. The ones she thought were great, they were horrible.
"So, I'll be alone forever..who cares?" she whispered tears streaming down her cheeks.
She reached for another card. It was white with glitter and it said Get well soon in fancy writing. She opened it up.
CandiceI hope your feeling better, its not the same without you.
Love Torrie
Xxx 3
Then there was a knock on her hospital door.Candice hoped it would be one of her friends. Her face sank when it was the doctor. "Hello Candice! Nice to see you awake" he greeted. "Hi..how long have I been here for?" she asked. "Not too long dear, a week or so" he said.
"Oh, has any of my friends visited? Well, obviously because the cards but did they stay to see me?" she asked. "Yes, two blondes. Trisha and Tara" he said. "Trish and Torrie, any men..?" she hoped Dave would've visited.
"Yes, Randy and John" he said. "Oh ok" she whispered looking around the room. "So when will I get outta here?" she asked. "Hopefully tomorrow, no serious damage caused. Trisha- Trish, sorry, rang the hospital thinking you were dead, she sounded very worried" he said flipping threw pages of his clipboard.
"Oh Lord, sorry if I worried them. They must hate me" Candice said. "No no, theyre just happy your alive" he said. "I'll see you later for your tea. Bye" he said and left the room.
Candice got out of the bed and reached for her bag. She took out her iPod, then she saw her phone. It had 7 missed calls, from Trish. And 3 messages.
"I guess when I was knocked out she was trying to ring me, she looked at the messages.
Message 1 Candice why arent you answering, pick up! Message 2 C'mon it aint funy, ansr!Message 3 from Dave (Candice suddenly turned full attention)
Candice I no ur hert, but we gota mewv on, soz. XxxCandice started crying again. She got back into bed with her iPod. She switched on Celine Dion-My heart will go on and cried her heart out.
A couple of hours later, Candice was asleep in her hospital bed. But the door opening woke her up, it was Trish. "Candice!" she said excitedly.
Candice sat up and they hugged. "Sweety, thank God your alright. Everyones been worried sick!" Trish said. "Yeah..right" Candice mumbled. "Its true!" Trish said. "Has Dave been in touch?" Candice asked.
Trish hesitated. "Yes, sweety. I'm so sorry" Trish said rubbing her hand. Candice sighed. "Why did I ever break up with him!" she yelled burying her head in her hands.
"Its alright, maybe you two can talk it out…when you get out" Trish said but didn't sound too sure. "When are you getting out anyway?" she asked.
"They said tomorrow, I cant wait. I only woke up today and I hate it" Candice giggled but she wasn't in a laughy mood. "Oh! I was sposed to have a match on Raw last night! What happened?" Candice asked.
"Oh Melina took care of that.."Trish said. "What do you mean?" Candice asked. "Well, she and Johnny had a make out session in the ring. He said you were at home crying about your break up" Trish replied.
Candice snorted. "Hes the one that would be crying, I took his car and his money!" Candice laughed.
"Anyway, I better let you get some sleep so you can wake up and go home! Bye!" Trish said heading out the door. "Bye" Candice smiled.
She sighed and fell right back to sleep.
