Matt hummed under his breath as he walked through the hallway. He was trying to distract himself from the pain his hand was in. He hadn't told Jeff this, but it felt like he had broke his hand yet again when he had smacked the crap out of Randy. But if it kept the Legend Killer away from his baby brother, then it was worth every second of the pain.
"Hey Matt," Dave said as he walked by. "You okay man?"
"Yeah," Matt said with a nod. "My hand's just bothering me a little bit."
Dave shook his head. "Dude, it's fucked up the way they're always making you wrestle when you're hurt like this."
"I know, but I have to do what I have to do." Matt studied the Animal carefully. He was suddenly struck by the idea that it would be good to have an extra pair of eyes on the lookout--just in case Randy hadn't gotten the message in the hotel room. "Hey, could you do me a favor?"
"Yeah sure. What do you need?"
"Keep an eye on Jeff and make sure Randy doesn't try anything funny."
"Okay," Dave immediately agreed. "I can do that."
"Thanks man." Matt went back to walking, feeling a little bit more secure than he had before. But that feeling didn't last too long. As he turned the corner, somebody blasted him from the side, knocking him off his feet completely. He looked up and as three pairs of feet began to kick at him mercilessly, he saw that it was Legacy attacking him.
"You think you're a tough guy huh?" Randy shouted at the top of his lungs. He sounded positively deranged. "You think you can attack me and get away with it? You fucking made the biggest mistake of your life Hardy!"
Matt fought back as best as he could, knowing he was going to get killed completely if he didn't. He managed to roll back up on his feet and he hit Cody and Ted on the side of their heads with his cast, probably hurting himself even more. The wind was taken out his sails though by Randy kneeing him in the gut. As he tried to regain his breath, Orton forced him back on the ground and began stomping on his injured hand as hard as he could. Matt screamed in pain because he could actually feel more bones breaking.
"HEY, GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HIM!"
Randy, Cody and Ted bailed as Dave came to the rescue with a lead pipe. Matt curled up in the fetal position with his hand clutched to his chest. The pain was so bad that if felt like he was going to throw up. "Oh fuck," he gasped out. "This is not good. This is not good at all."
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Jeff had been in Jay's locker room when he had heard about Randy's attack on Matt. His heart had sank when he had heard Randy had attacked Matt's broken hand. He was afraid because he knew Matt had been working hurt for way too long now, and this had made things even worse. "How can Randy do this?" Jeff asked as he and Jay entered the hospital. "What the hell is he trying to prove?"
Jay sighed. "I think he thinks that if he gets Matt out of the way, there will be nothing standing between you and him."
"Well I don't want him!" Jeff exclaimed. "I just want him to stay away from me! Jesus, what kind of man thinks trying to force someone else to have sex with him and then attacking that person's brother is going to get him what he wants?"
"Nobody ever said Randy was actually sane," Jay pointed out. "He's got a sick and twisted world perspective, there's no doubt about that."
They saw Dave waiting for them out in the waiting room. "How bad is it?" Jeff asked immediately.
"The bones he broke in that I Quit match have been broken again," Dave said. "And a couple new ones have been broken." He shook his head. "Jeff I got there as fast as I could but--"
"It's okay," Jeff assured him. "I'm just glad you did get there before they did anything worse." And with the way Randy was acting lately, there was no doubt in his mind that the Legend Killer had been far from done with Matt.
Dave looked back towards Matt's room. "The doctor doesn't want him wrestling now until he's healed. He was already pushing it the first time his hand got broken. If he doesn't listen, he's risking permanent injury."
"And if he listens, there's one less person standing between Jeff and Randy," Jay said. He sighed and smacked the wall in frustration. "Damn it, this sucks. What the hell are we going to do about this?"
Jeff didn't have the answer to that question. He just went around Dave and entered Matt's hospital room. Matt was sleeping on the bed at the moment. The doctors must have given him something for the pain. Sighing unhappily, Jeff walked over and climbed on to the bed with his beloved older brother. He laid his head on Matt's chest, feeling instantly safe in his brother's presence, despite the hand injury. "I'm sorry Matty," he whispered. He knew that no matter what anyone else told him, this was partly his fault. Randy did this because Matt had tried to protect him. Matt was hurt even more now because of him, and that could mean that Jay could get hurt too because of him. I've got to do something about this, he thought to himself. I've got to figure out a way to make Randy stop this before he hurts anyone even more than he already has. Of course, the question is, what the hell can I do? Matt's the one who's good at this kind of stuff and look where it got him.
Jeff sighed and closed his eyes. Maybe he could just steal Hunter's sledgehammer and give it to Dave and sic the Animal on Randy. Yeah, that was a good plan. It would involve bodily harm to Orton and it would be funny to watch. Nobody's going to mess with my Matty and get away with it. Not even Randy.
