Notes: Corrections to last chapters notes that was supposed to say the start of the fic took place right before Barely Legal. But anyway back to the notes for this chapter. Poor Matty really starts to lose it in this chapter. I've really got to push forward the plot to get to the real point of this fic ;).
Back to Cali
Stevie was beyond tired when the plane from Chicago landed at San Francisco Airport Tuesday afternoon. He had managed to dislocate his shoulder on RAW. Just what he didn't need.
Torrie was waiting for them. She looked at his arm in a sling and frowned but didn't say anything.
They got into the van and saw Kidman was there also. "Shane called and told us that you dislocated your shoulder." He said looking at him. "Raven wasn't too happy about that."
"Blame Test. He's the one who rammed me shoulder first into the ring post." Stevie said tiredly. He wasn't in the mood to listen to Kidman telling him that Raven was mad. Jet lag and a bad shoulder wasn't a fun combination.
"Whatever. Same result." Kidman said.
The rest of the two-hour drive was pretty quiet. Stevie slept most of the way. Meanie just stared out the window. Kidman and Torrie talked quietly from the front of the van. Meanie's cell started to vibrate. It was probably his girlfriend, Jasmin. He was glad he had put it on vibrate. If it had been ringing he'd no longer have his cellphone. That's what Stevie said happened to his old one. She'd leave a voice message if it were she. He could check it later when no one was looking. As far as his girlfriend knew, he had signed back up with the WWF and didn't have time to call her. He hated lying to her but he didn't have much of a choice.
They finally arrived at the house and they all got out. Meanie grabbed both his and Stevie's bags. Meanie knew what Stevie was planning to do with the painkillers the hospital had given him and as good as the idea was it could be dangerous. But he couldn't say anything in front of the others.
Raven was on the phone when they arrived. He had his back to them. "Yeah everything's going smoothly. No he hasn't tried to escape since then. Yeah okay. I'll call you and let you know when we do move. Fine. Bye." He turned around to face them. His eyes landed on Stevie's sling. "You never could stop yourself from being injured."
"Test rammed him into the ring post." Meanie answered before Stevie could say something to really get himself in trouble. "It wasn't Stevie's fault."
Raven nodded and then said, "You think you can manage carrying Matt's tray down? Because it's time for his feeding."
Raven makes him sound like an animal or something. Stevie thought but nodded. Meanie followed him down the stairs carrying the tray. Stevie stopped in the middle of the stairs and gasped. Meanie couldn't see around him. "Stevie what is it?"
Stevie started walking again and Meanie saw what had made his friend gasp. Matt looked much worse then he had when they left for Columbus. There were very fresh bruises covering his body and a few new cuts. Stevie started going through his bag for his bottle of painkillers and handed one to Matt who took it. They set the tray down.
"Stevie!" Raven yelled from upstairs causing Matt to jump.
"What does he want now?" Stevie mumbled under his breath. They both walked out of the room.
Raven was holding something in his hand. They couldn't tell what it was. But upon closer look it looked like a pill bottle. Why was Raven yelling about a pill bottle? That was when they saw it was the Tylenol bottle that was now empty.
"Where did all the Tylenol go?" He demanded. Stevie shrugged. "It was in your room."
"My neck's been bothering me." Stevie lied. Raven didn't say anything just stared at him and nodded. He walked outside.
They both went up to their room. Stevie took a painkiller for himself and lay down. Meanie went back downstairs.
Back to Cali
Stevie was beyond tired when the plane from Chicago landed at San Francisco Airport Tuesday afternoon. He had managed to dislocate his shoulder on RAW. Just what he didn't need.
Torrie was waiting for them. She looked at his arm in a sling and frowned but didn't say anything.
They got into the van and saw Kidman was there also. "Shane called and told us that you dislocated your shoulder." He said looking at him. "Raven wasn't too happy about that."
"Blame Test. He's the one who rammed me shoulder first into the ring post." Stevie said tiredly. He wasn't in the mood to listen to Kidman telling him that Raven was mad. Jet lag and a bad shoulder wasn't a fun combination.
"Whatever. Same result." Kidman said.
The rest of the two-hour drive was pretty quiet. Stevie slept most of the way. Meanie just stared out the window. Kidman and Torrie talked quietly from the front of the van. Meanie's cell started to vibrate. It was probably his girlfriend, Jasmin. He was glad he had put it on vibrate. If it had been ringing he'd no longer have his cellphone. That's what Stevie said happened to his old one. She'd leave a voice message if it were she. He could check it later when no one was looking. As far as his girlfriend knew, he had signed back up with the WWF and didn't have time to call her. He hated lying to her but he didn't have much of a choice.
They finally arrived at the house and they all got out. Meanie grabbed both his and Stevie's bags. Meanie knew what Stevie was planning to do with the painkillers the hospital had given him and as good as the idea was it could be dangerous. But he couldn't say anything in front of the others.
Raven was on the phone when they arrived. He had his back to them. "Yeah everything's going smoothly. No he hasn't tried to escape since then. Yeah okay. I'll call you and let you know when we do move. Fine. Bye." He turned around to face them. His eyes landed on Stevie's sling. "You never could stop yourself from being injured."
"Test rammed him into the ring post." Meanie answered before Stevie could say something to really get himself in trouble. "It wasn't Stevie's fault."
Raven nodded and then said, "You think you can manage carrying Matt's tray down? Because it's time for his feeding."
Raven makes him sound like an animal or something. Stevie thought but nodded. Meanie followed him down the stairs carrying the tray. Stevie stopped in the middle of the stairs and gasped. Meanie couldn't see around him. "Stevie what is it?"
Stevie started walking again and Meanie saw what had made his friend gasp. Matt looked much worse then he had when they left for Columbus. There were very fresh bruises covering his body and a few new cuts. Stevie started going through his bag for his bottle of painkillers and handed one to Matt who took it. They set the tray down.
"Stevie!" Raven yelled from upstairs causing Matt to jump.
"What does he want now?" Stevie mumbled under his breath. They both walked out of the room.
Raven was holding something in his hand. They couldn't tell what it was. But upon closer look it looked like a pill bottle. Why was Raven yelling about a pill bottle? That was when they saw it was the Tylenol bottle that was now empty.
"Where did all the Tylenol go?" He demanded. Stevie shrugged. "It was in your room."
"My neck's been bothering me." Stevie lied. Raven didn't say anything just stared at him and nodded. He walked outside.
They both went up to their room. Stevie took a painkiller for himself and lay down. Meanie went back downstairs.