Chapter 7: One of Us is Going Down
AN: I wrote this on my iPod because my computer is on the fritz. Sorry if it's not exactly long, but please enjoy it just the same.
Heath was released from the hospital a week later. Wade took good care of him after he was out. Bryan did his best not to feel guilty, but it was hard with how frail Heath looked now.
Bryan was walking around backstage before his match. He turned down a hallway and ran into someone. He stumbled backwards, "Oh, excuse me."
The person turned and looked down at him, "If it isn't Daniel Bryan."
"Uh hey...uh David..." Bryan stammered, "What's going on?"
Bryan and David were not friends. In fact they hated each other. David hated that Wade protected Bryan even though he wasn't apart of the Nexus. Bryan hated David because David had once tried to rape Justin.
Bryan started backing away even more as David started walking closer and closer to him. He was shaking his head and smirking. Bryan had nowhere to run. "David, what are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking it's time to have a little fun, Bryan. Just you and me."
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Justin, Heath and Wade walked into the locker room after their match. They were all exhausted. Justin and Wade sat down against the wall while Heath started walking around the locker room obviously looking for something.
"Heath, sit down, little one. You shouldn't be over exerting yourself." Wade held out a hand to pull Heath over to him.
Heath waved him off shaking his head, "Bryan's not in here. He's always in here. I'm worried about him. Wade, I have a bad feeling."
Heath's bottom lip quivered like it did whenever he was close to tears. Wade stood up and pulled the young man into his arms, "Come on. Let's go find him."
Justin stood up, "I'll take the left; you guys go right. We'll cover more ground."
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Justin walked down the same hall Bryan had earlier. He heard a soft groan. Justin knew that noise. He'd heard it many times before. "Bryan!"
Justin jogged down the hall to a small, dark closet. He ripped the door open and found Bryan lying in his own blood. "Fuck! Bryan!"
Justin fell to his knees and pulled Bryan into his arms, "Bry, baby, speak to me. Wake up. Please."
Another whimper and then Justin was greeted with the prettiest blue eyes he'd ever seen. "Justin?"
"Yeah, baby. I'm here. I'm right here." Justin pressed a soft kiss to Bryan's temple, "What happened to you?"