Here is chapter three
I wake up to the sound of beeping. I sat up really slowly, and realized I was at the hospital.
Then I felt a sharp pain in my ribs. I try to recall what had happened. Then I remembered. I was beaten up by Torrie, Candice, and Victoria.
The last thing I can remember was being carried out of the room. But I blacked out before I could see who my savior was.
The nurse came in. "Hello Mickie James. You feeling okay?" she asked. "Yeah. A little sore, but I'm good." I replied, giving her a thumbs up.
"The man that brought you here is waiting out in the hallway." she replied. My eyes went wide. "Would you like to see him?" she then asked.
I smiled a little. "Yes please." I said. A couple of minutes went by before he arrived, and I gasped as the guy was John Cena.
"Hey. You feeling better?" he asked. I'm better now. Now that you're here. I thought to myself. I took a deep breath and said "Yeah. Thank you." "It's no problem. I couldn't just leave you there." he said, which made my body warm. His voice is so soothing.
"Who attacked you?" he asked. I was suddenly nervous. I afraid if I said Torrie, Candice, and Victoria were the ones that attacked me, Torrie might do something worse.
"I... I don't know. I wasn't able to see the person's face." I said. "I better get going. I have to meet Vince to discuss the next Raw event." He turned to leave, but then came back and took out a pen and paper. He wrote something then handed the piece of paper to me.
My eyes went wide. It was John Cena's phone number! I looked back up at him and saw that dimpled smile of his, which made my heart warm up. "Let me know when you want to talk."
He then cupped my chin. "Hey. You get better, okay?" he said. I just smiled. I then felt saddness as I watched him walk out of the room.
I kept staring at the number. He may be my sexy knight in shining armor. I shook my head. I'm getting my hopes up. But still, wouldn't that be something.
Apologises for this chapter being extremely short. I just wanted to get this out there.