Disclaimer: I own Manny and the other OCs. WWE is owned by Vince McMahon.
Chapter Seven:
"Oh fucking great!" Manny replied folding her arms over her chest.
"It could be worst." The Dr. told her while placing a cotton ball in between two of her toes, and then reaching for the gauze to buddy wrap it.
"I have two broken toes…how can it get any worst?"
"You could have, say, five broken toes."
"I'm such a fucking idiot." The Knockout sighed before placing her hand on her forehead, her hand came down her face as she winced in pain.
"Sorry."
"Sure you are. You're a doctor; you should be one of the least sorry people around here."
"Oh and why do you say that?" he questioned.
"You help people. You save lives, you're like a fucking whitelighter without the orbing…and healing…and powers." She paused. "On second thought, you're just a really good person."
"All done." He replied, standing up from his kneeling position on the ground. He had buddy taped her big toe to her broken toe, the one that was next to it. And her baby toe, which was broken, to the toe next to that one. So the only toe that wasn't taped was her middle toe.
"Thank you, doctor." She smirked.
"So tell me, how on Earth did a pretty woman, such as yourself, get herself in such a predicament?" he flashed a seductive smile.
"Are you flirting with me?" she bluntly asked.
The doctor raised an eyebrow before nodding, confirming her question.
Manny blinked. "I'm sorry, but I'm seeing someone."
"Figures, all the beauties are taken."
"Yeah, seems like it." Manny told the very, very, unattractive doctor.
"You may be experiencing pain for the next few days, so I recommend you staying off your feet for a few days, maybe even a week."
"I have a job."
"What do you do for a living?" He wondered.
"I wrestle."
"Oh, well, no doing that until your toes are completely healed. Are you a professional?"
"No, I do indy stuff." She lied.
"Ohh, well did you hear about that one girl sleeping with that one guy?"
"Who hasn't? I don't really pay attention, though. I'm not one for rumors, media or lies. Press annoys me, not unless it's good, truthful press that is. Hardly ever is these days. Don't know real from the fake."
"Are you real?"
Manny cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Your breast I mean."
"Well, this without a doubt goes down as the weirdest hospital visit ever." Manny hopped off the table. "We're done here right."
The doctor handed her a piece of paper he ripped off from his board. "Yeah, and I recommend changing the gauze twice a day," he handed her another paper. "Give this to the woman at the front desk, she'll make an appointment so you can come back in about seven weeks. Broken toes usually take about six to eight weeks to heal. So, at seven weeks we'll check it out. You can use an ice pack on it, but don't leave it on for more than ten minute at a time. The consequences could be severe."
"Got cha."
"Oh, and here." He handed her another piece of paper, yet this one was smaller than the other ones. "My phone number. Call me, sometime."
Manny ripped up the paper. "Don't count on it." She then hopped out of the room, the paper and shoe in her hand.
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"Manny!" AJ rushed to his sister's side once he noticed her coming to the lobby.
Manny rolled her eyes and began to hop to the counter. AJ tried to help her to the counter, but she pulled away from him. "Quit it."
"I'm trying to help you."
"Didn't ask for it." Manny was at the counter and handed the lady what was in her hand, absentmindedly.
"Uh…I don't need you shoe." The woman said, handing Manny back the high heel shoe.
"Sorry." The knockout took the shoe in her hand. Because of her toes she couldn't wear it. "Where is everyone?" Manny had friends that had come with her to the hospital.
"I sent them home in your car."
"Oh lovely."
"You're coming home with me, tonight."
"No, I'm not."
"I'm your big brother, I'm going to help you and protect you."
"Where were you when Randy the night I slept with Orton?"
"Excuse me?" the nurse said carefully. She and Manny began to talk about the date Manny was to come back in seven weeks. Once that happened, she gave Manny a card and told her what she would need to take proper care of her toes.
"If I could've been there for you I would've been." AJ and Manny were now walking to his car.
"Whatever, AJ. Just take me to my house."
"Can you at least stay one night at my place?"
"Your house is filled with a wife and two infested children. I don't want to impose."
"Don't disrespect my kids! It's one thing to disrespect me, but my wife and children?"
"Your brats."
AJ had stopped and grabbed Manny's arm. "Shut the fuck up, Manny. I'm tired of your fucking attitude. I did nothing to you."
"Whatever." Manny yanked her arm out of AJ's grip, almost losing balance and falling back, but before she did AJ grabbed her hand and pulled her up right.
"Final offer, do you want to stay the night at my house? Where someone will look out for you?" he asked.
Manny thought about it and released herself from AJ's grip. "Take me home." Was her response as surprisingly cool Orlando wind blew passed them.
AJ nodded, disappointed that his sister wouldn't let him help her.
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"I'm fine…it's just two broken toes…Grandma! I'm a wrestler, I can deal with injuries. No, you do not need to come here. I don't think I'll be able to make it to church. I'm not sure though." Manny used her free hand to rub her eye. It was about eight in the morning and Manny was still tired. "Okay. I'll try my hardest." Manny laughed. "I love you grandma, I'll come to visit if I have some free time. Alright, love you and don't worry. I know, I know, you always worry." Riley paused. "Bye."
Once she hung up her cell phone she placed it back on the charger and snuggled back into her bed, carefully so she wouldn't hurt her toes.
Ding Dong.
"Oh dear God!" Manny screamed. She pushed the covers off of her, but hoped that the person would go away.
Ding Dong.
The door bell rang again. "You fucking annoying person!" Manny got off her bed and hopped downstairs.
"Who is it?" Manny asked as she unlocked and then opened the door. She nearly fell back in shock.
"What are you doing here?"
"Surprise?" the woman said and that's when Manny heard a cry from behind her.
Manny blinked, but didn't say anything.
The woman took her arms which were behind her back and put them in front of her. She now had a baby's car seat in front of her. Inside was a baby, who was about to start crying.
"…"
"Manny, meet your baby sister."
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A/n: This chapter is wicked short, sorry. I'll have Chapter Eight up in about three days since I made this chap so short. Sorry, once again, lol. I wanted to end it with a cliffhanger. So, ta-da! Not as big as a cliffy I would've liked but it's okay. Review this crappy ass chapter and let me know what cha think. Next one shall be up in a few days. On like Friday or Saturday.