Chapter 18
I don't know how but even with all the pain in my leg I some how manged to fall asleep. "Hey Traci," I call out but get no answer. Sitting up I rub the sleep from my eyes. I check and watch see it's just past one o'clock. I manage to bend my knee just a little but a major improvement after yesterday. I ponder trying to put some weight on my foot but I don't want to risk falling over not being able to get back up. "Traci?" I yell out louder still nothing. I reach out and pull my jeans off the chair Traci hung them on and take out my cell phone. I turn it on. "Twenty six missed calls," I say out loud. I dial up my voice mail and it's interesting
Kurt Angle: Reed what happened Wolfe is telling everyone your done
Kaz: Jake heard about you and Traci congrats man
Alex Shelley: Naked on her Sofa you waste no time do you
Chris Sabin: Sorry about giving Alex you number
Randy Orton: Well I was going to try and convince you to jump to WWE and help me out on Monday but now I hear your a gimp to bad man. But hey you got Traci to give you a little TLC with here T and A.
Dave Metzler: Jake could you confirm the reports you were injured in Traci's house you know the number?
JB: You were a trending topic for a while on twitter. Seemed like a 50 50 split on you knee and Traci.
Steve Corino: I know I wrecked you boat but you gotta give me my car back.
Chris Sabin: If you haven't seen the texts again sorry about giving Alex you number and if you have I'm really sorry.
There is an old saying "Telegraph, Telephone, tell a wrestler." And it's in full effect today. Finally I hear the door open and Traci walks in with one of my bags. "I bring gifts from the south way motel," Traci says. She hands me the bag and I open it. She brought me a few changes of clothes my razor and toothbrush even that Vince Flynn Novel I was reading. "Thanks," I say. "How's the leg?" She asks. "A little better," I say. "Yeah it looks better," she says. "I can even bend it a little," I tell her. "You still need to get it checked Jake I don't care what you say."
"After Monday," I say. "Jake what if Wolfe attacks you again before your match?" Traci asks. "Probably go ouch that hurt. And yes everything does have to be a joke with me," I say. "Well now isn't the time to joke," Traci says angrily. "Look Traci I know how bad things are my leg is killing me, my career depends on how long I can hold onto the TNA title, my personal life sucks I have no place to live," I yell.
"Oh here we go Jake's life sucks and we all have to take it as he snaps at everyone," Traci yells right back. "Yeah Traci my life does suck. And a big part of the reason it sucks lately is you becaue one minute you can't stand me the next you seem to reach out to me. So I am sick of the mixed message," I yell. "I don't need to respond to that," she yells. "WHAT EVER!" I say as I do the stupidest thing I could do and stand up to leave. I don't event take one step before my leg gives out.
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"What the hell happened?" I ask as I wake up. "You blacked out from the pain. What the hell were you thinking?" Traci says. "I wasn't and that's not a joke," I tell her. She nods as if to say I know. "How long was I out?" I ask her sitting up. "About a half an hour," she says handing me some aspirin. "Alright I'll see a doctor now," I relent. "I actually don't think that will be a good idea," Traci says.
"I think now your just trying to tick me off I say I don't want to see a doctor you tell me two now I say I do want to see one and you say don't," I rant. "Jake just listen to me," Traci says. "Alright I'm listening," I say. "It's not just Bischoff there are alot more people involved here," Traci says. "Yeah Hogan and Wolfe," I say. "Not Hogan but Kevin Nash," Traci says. I think back to Nash trying to flatten my skull during my match with Eric at the time I thought it was him just helping EY could he have been trying to put me out he sure as hell didn't hold back.
So does mean Young is in on it or this trouble with the band is all a ruse? "Wait how do you know Nash is involved?" I ask. "It's a long story," Traci says. "Go ahead I have time," I say. Traci sits down next to me. "It was right before AJ won the title back when I was with the main event mafia..."
Flashback
Traci is walking backstage after a match. She is about to enter the Main Event Mafia locker room. "Don't worry about it I can get some guys together if we need more bodies no all these morons will swallow any bullshit," Nash says inside the room. Traci stops short of going in. "No just like the old days don't worry Eric just got Hulk to join," Nash says. "Oh my god," Traci thinks. "No just like the old days we will run this place we want someone gone they will be gone," Nash says.
Present
"I really am outnumbered on this one aren't I?" I ask. "Yeah you are?" Traci says. "So I go to a doctor I don't cleared in time I get stripped of the belt and I am out of TNA. I don't go to a doctor there a chance I won't even be able to walk and than I get stripped and am out any way," I say. "That's the long and short of it," Traci says. With out thinking I move my leg and to my shock my knee doesn't hurt as much. "What the fuck," I say bending it all the way. "Jake?" Traci says.
"I think the attack might have dislodged something in my leg and when I fell I might have knocked back into the place," I say as I stand up. "So your not in pain?" "No it hurt like hell but I can stand that's a start," I say. "I think alot of people are in for a big surprise tomorrow," Traci says.