Post by MJ Bell on Mar 17, 2014 19:23:09 GMT -5
March 10- Aftermath of Massacre.
A few nurses are hurrying behind a doctor and the medics from the ambulance. The doctor is reading over what the medics have written down, trying to figure out what tests they would need. They are wheeling Madeline-June down the hallway towards the two double doors with the word 'emergency' across it. One of the nurses is sent off to contact her family. The doctor is calm through all the chaos.
Within MJ's mind it is a dark haze. Everything is disorienting. She is going in and out of consciousness only understanding pieces of what the hospital staff is saying. Their voices are a million miles away from her. They randomly become louder then fade off. Noises of other things buzz around her crowded head making it ache. There are blurry figures surrounding her.
Male Voice: “…. Serious.... Get a..... No.... I don't know yet.”
Female Voice: “Bruising on spine.... Looks serious... Cut in her nose.... “
Male Voice: “Order an X-ray.... Serious... Going to check her shoulder...”
Unimaginable pain instantly bursts through MJ's body from her shoulder. Someone is ripping her arm off. The pain expands through her chest clogging her throat. Her lungs are tight making her heart beat even faster. MJ is choking now. There is a beeping sound that is speeding up. A scream erupts from her throat again. There is a cold hand on her forearm and one against her shoulder. Her legs kick, body thrashes from side to side and tears wet her cheeks. The cold hands continue to hold her in place.
Another Female Voice: “Poor thing.... “
Male Voice: “… Will need Morphine.... Serious....“
Female Voice: “Right away.... Doctor?... Family says.... ”
A tightness wraps around her elbow. There is a softer voice repeating 'Calm down.' but her legs keep kicking until weight is on them. The cold hands leave her body when something impales the crook of her elbow. A warm sensation carefully creeps all over the pain. The voices, blurry figures and noises fade into silence.
“MJ?”
It's Kenshin's voice. Everything seems so distant. MJ can't tell if Kenshin is actually there or if this is a dream. Kenshin is speaking but his voice is just a loud hum. There is warmth surrounding her hand now. Is it his hand around her own? It starts to slip away, her hand grabs a hold of it. Kenshin says something else but it is still unclear. She clings to the warmth in his hand, the soft tone of his voice attempting to break through her haze but she is stuck. MJ can feel something wet drip down her cheek and something warm wipe it away.
“It's okay...”
For a while MJ clings to Kenshin's warmth. He continues speaking even though she can't understand or answer him. There is still something warm holding onto her hand. Even if she focuses his words don't make any sense. Is he explaining what happened? What did happen? MJ can't seem to remember why she is in this bed or where she is. Kenshin stops speaking. MJ wishes he would keep talking. The only noise now is a steady 'beeping' sound somewhere is the room.
The warmth suddenly disappears and MJ is out in the ring again. Her heart is pounding in her chest. The crowd is cheering so loud that it's hard to think straight. MJ's shoulder makes a loud crack and the pain is pulsing through her shoulder. Angry is pumping through her body now. Adrenaline pushes MJ through the pain of her shoulder but it doesn't matter because soon she is down against the barricade. There is even more pain now. She can't move. Sean picks her up, her whole world is upside down now. MJ is panicking because she knows what is coming next. Her legs go up at a desperate attempt to break his hold. Her heart beat is blocking out everything. The breath exiting her throat is slowing. A gasp escapes and everything becomes dark.
MJ is sitting up in the hospital bed, screaming at the top of her lungs. A nurse comes running into the room with a concerned look at her face. MJ stops screaming, eyes scanning the room rather quickly. Things begin to reform in her mind. Foolishly taking on Sean because he is a pyscopath and then hitting a table? No, Sean slammed her head first into a table. This is a hospital. Something is wrong with her but what? It has something to do with her spine or her shoulder? Kenshin was here....
Nurse: “Are you alright, dear?”
MJ Bell: “I-i'm fine... I'm alright... I'm okay...”
Nothing is alright though. Tears build in her hazel eyes, clouding up her vision then spilling down her cheeks. The doctors didn't tell her anything but she remembers her injuries being serious. This could be it. This could be the end of her career. The only thing MJ wants to do with her life is wrestling and it might be gone now. If it is over now, what would MJ do? There wasn't something else that MJ wanted to do...
Idiot. She is such an idiot for helping someone who didn't want any help and allowing herself to be injured. MJ's chest grows tight, like all the swirling emotions are reaching out and choking her. They coil even tighter making her head feel heavy. Without a warning a numbness washes over her.
The tears stop.
The nurse is rubbing MJ's back being very careful of her shoulder. Her tears are dry now leaving streaks on her cheeks and small wet spots on the blanket. Her fingers rub against the fabric. It seems she is trying to wipe them away.
Nurse:“ Is there anything I can get you?”
MJ Bell: “I'm hungry... Could you get something?”
Nurse: “ Of course, dear.”
The nurse walks out of the room as MJ stares blankly at the wall across from her. If Sean actually rips her away from her career then what can she do? There is no way she would be cleared to actually get revenge. It wouldn't be right to make Kenshin do it. Carefully she reaches up to touch her shoulder that has a wrap around it. It is smooth under her finger tips has they explode around the thing around her shoulder. They travel down to her chest where there is a bruise. It is tender but isn't too painful. The nurse enters back in the room with a cup of jell-o and a large cookie.
Nurse: “ Unfortunately this is all I can get you right now. It'll be morning in a couple hours so I'll bring you in some breakfast then. “
MJ Bell: “Thank you.”
She watches the nurse set the food to her tray but doesn't say anymore. The nurse gives her a warm smile.
Nurse: “How do you feel? Is there any pain?”
MJ Bell: “ No.”
Nurse: “Alright. You just ring me if you need anything else or start to feel uncomfortable.”
MJ Bell: " Wait, I have a question..."
Nurse: " What is it?"
MJ Bell: "Was there a man in here early? Tall, Asian, he has long black hair with blond in it?"
The nurse gives MJ a kind smile and nod.
Nurse: " He was worried about you. I told him we'd do the best we can to help you."
MJ turns her head away to hide a smile. It is comforting to hear that. She picks the chocolate cookie up slowly taking tiny bites from it. The nurse is gone now. MJ leans back against her pillow staring at the wall again. Outside the half moon is sending light into her dim room. Her thoughts drift away from the pleasant things and back to what had happened. Anger bubbles in her chest sending a chill down her spine. Sean would pay for this... That is, if she even gets a chance to get back into the ring. The anger dissipates into the strange numbness.
MJ takes a larger bite from the cookie then sets it down to pick her phone up. It is blinking from missed calls and messages. 18 missed calls from her mother, 3 from Finn, and 19 messages from Melissa with 1 missed call. She reads through the messages then texts her friend. It's early in the morning but Melissa will wake herself up. Besides, MJ doesn't want to be trapped in her own mind right now. It doesn't take long for her phone to beep.
MJ snuggles down into her blanket while texting Melissa. The two of them go over what happened with her, how bad the injuries might be and then how Melissa is signing with OCW. It is a good stress relief to bullshit with someone. For once, MJ doesn't mind if Melissa brings up Kenshin. She needs focus on other things. A part of her wants to call up Kenshin or her brother but it is so late that it would be rude to wake them. For a few moments she doesn't think about her injuries.
After a while, Melissa stops replying but it doesn't matter because her phone is getting low on battery. MJ keeps staring out the window. The moon slowly creeps away behind some trees while a faint glow highlights the very edge of the sky. Her body is starting to ache all over. On and off she feels tears drizzle down her cheeks. The emotions come and go like waves. Being angry at Sean, being frustrated with herself, the fear of losing everything and being sad. Each time it takes away more of her energy. It's almost breakfast time before MJ finally passes out again.
March 15- Check-up, LSU Medical Center.
It is ridiculous how long a person has to wait for a doctor to come in. The Bell siblings have been in the room waiting for almost an hour. Finn is pacing around the room with his hands in his pocket as MJ is sitting on the table swinging her feet forward. Finn checks the large clock on the wall for the fifth time now. He grumbles under his breath. MJ lifts her head to look at her brother.
Finn Bell: “This is flat out ridiculous. What the hell is he doing?”
MJ Bell: “Don't be so impatient. It's not like we have other stuff to do today beside sitting around a hotel room.”
Finn drops himself into a chair with a small grunt. She is right. The two of them have been taking it easy in the Inn for most of the week. The only thing they had planned was ordering some pizza. It was both relaxing and boring. MJ has been going stir-crazy cooped up in the room without seeing anyone else but Finn. She loves her brother but after a while he starts getting on her nerves. Her fingers tap against her knee as she chews on her finger nail. Her eyes widen slightly. Finn glances at his sister.
Finn Bell: “You look nervous.”
MJ Bell: “I'm not nervous... I just can't stop thinking about next week.”
Finn Bell: “...Are you worried?”
MJ Bell: “Honestly?”
Her eyes scan the ground her a moment before she nods her head.
MJ Bell: “I am worried. I am going to be getting into the ring- be in close counters with a loon who finds entertainment in hurting other people. I can't afford to be over confident with this. I can't let emotions make my head fuzzy but it's hard. I have to stay focused or I'm not going to win...”
Finn's jaw visibly tightens. He exhales, runs his fingers through his hair and he leans back in the chair. MJ's eyes fall on her brother.
Finn Bell: “You have to win that match. If it were me I would bring a metal bat into that ring and show him that he won't get aw--”
MJ Bell: “No. I won't do that.”
Finn Bell: “Why not? We both know that son of a bitch should get a taste of his own medicine! He is a monster.”
MJ Bell: “Doesn't matter.”
Finn Bell: “If I were in that match I wouldn't hold anything back. He'd get what is com--”
MJ Bell: “But it isn't you in there. It's me. Sean deserves to be beaten with a bat, you're right. He should be cuffed to a rope and be put through hell. His mouth-piece deserves it too. They could have cost me everything- sure it may sound a little dramatic but it's the truth. If the nurse had told me that I would never be able to get back into the ring then I don't know what I would do. She didn't though. I have a chance to get him back.”
She grips the end of the table, staring at the ground. Her tongue licks over her lips before she shakes her head.
MJ Bell: “I am not going to stoop to his level, Finn. I don't care what you would do or what Kenshin would do. I refuse to go there and be that person. I'm doing this MY way. I'm going to show him that I am the better person. I'm going to show him that I don't need to beat someone senseless to win a match. ”
Finn Bell: “He's crazy. I don't know if just beating him will be enough.”
MJ Bell: “It'll be enough for me and that is all that matters at the end of the day. I'll win fair and square, he won't be getting off easy and maybe it'll bug him to know that the person who he sent to the hospital came back and won against him. He'll see that you can't just beat people around and expect them to not fight back. I'm not going to be one of his victims. I'm going to be the one that beats him. I could let my anger control me in that ring. Break his arm, break his jaw, maybe even take a chair to the back of his head or something worse. I can't do that though. When I do win, I don't want to look back on the match and regret sending a man to a hospital! I am going to look back and be proud that I won and didn't lose myself in the process.”
Finn inhales then releases it slowly. Once again, MJ is right. She gives Finn a nod when he looks over at her and he gives her a nod in return. The two of them both turn to look when the door opens up and a doctor walks in.
A few nurses are hurrying behind a doctor and the medics from the ambulance. The doctor is reading over what the medics have written down, trying to figure out what tests they would need. They are wheeling Madeline-June down the hallway towards the two double doors with the word 'emergency' across it. One of the nurses is sent off to contact her family. The doctor is calm through all the chaos.
Within MJ's mind it is a dark haze. Everything is disorienting. She is going in and out of consciousness only understanding pieces of what the hospital staff is saying. Their voices are a million miles away from her. They randomly become louder then fade off. Noises of other things buzz around her crowded head making it ache. There are blurry figures surrounding her.
Male Voice: “…. Serious.... Get a..... No.... I don't know yet.”
Female Voice: “Bruising on spine.... Looks serious... Cut in her nose.... “
Male Voice: “Order an X-ray.... Serious... Going to check her shoulder...”
Unimaginable pain instantly bursts through MJ's body from her shoulder. Someone is ripping her arm off. The pain expands through her chest clogging her throat. Her lungs are tight making her heart beat even faster. MJ is choking now. There is a beeping sound that is speeding up. A scream erupts from her throat again. There is a cold hand on her forearm and one against her shoulder. Her legs kick, body thrashes from side to side and tears wet her cheeks. The cold hands continue to hold her in place.
Another Female Voice: “Poor thing.... “
Male Voice: “… Will need Morphine.... Serious....“
Female Voice: “Right away.... Doctor?... Family says.... ”
A tightness wraps around her elbow. There is a softer voice repeating 'Calm down.' but her legs keep kicking until weight is on them. The cold hands leave her body when something impales the crook of her elbow. A warm sensation carefully creeps all over the pain. The voices, blurry figures and noises fade into silence.
“MJ?”
It's Kenshin's voice. Everything seems so distant. MJ can't tell if Kenshin is actually there or if this is a dream. Kenshin is speaking but his voice is just a loud hum. There is warmth surrounding her hand now. Is it his hand around her own? It starts to slip away, her hand grabs a hold of it. Kenshin says something else but it is still unclear. She clings to the warmth in his hand, the soft tone of his voice attempting to break through her haze but she is stuck. MJ can feel something wet drip down her cheek and something warm wipe it away.
“It's okay...”
For a while MJ clings to Kenshin's warmth. He continues speaking even though she can't understand or answer him. There is still something warm holding onto her hand. Even if she focuses his words don't make any sense. Is he explaining what happened? What did happen? MJ can't seem to remember why she is in this bed or where she is. Kenshin stops speaking. MJ wishes he would keep talking. The only noise now is a steady 'beeping' sound somewhere is the room.
The warmth suddenly disappears and MJ is out in the ring again. Her heart is pounding in her chest. The crowd is cheering so loud that it's hard to think straight. MJ's shoulder makes a loud crack and the pain is pulsing through her shoulder. Angry is pumping through her body now. Adrenaline pushes MJ through the pain of her shoulder but it doesn't matter because soon she is down against the barricade. There is even more pain now. She can't move. Sean picks her up, her whole world is upside down now. MJ is panicking because she knows what is coming next. Her legs go up at a desperate attempt to break his hold. Her heart beat is blocking out everything. The breath exiting her throat is slowing. A gasp escapes and everything becomes dark.
MJ is sitting up in the hospital bed, screaming at the top of her lungs. A nurse comes running into the room with a concerned look at her face. MJ stops screaming, eyes scanning the room rather quickly. Things begin to reform in her mind. Foolishly taking on Sean because he is a pyscopath and then hitting a table? No, Sean slammed her head first into a table. This is a hospital. Something is wrong with her but what? It has something to do with her spine or her shoulder? Kenshin was here....
Nurse: “Are you alright, dear?”
MJ Bell: “I-i'm fine... I'm alright... I'm okay...”
Nothing is alright though. Tears build in her hazel eyes, clouding up her vision then spilling down her cheeks. The doctors didn't tell her anything but she remembers her injuries being serious. This could be it. This could be the end of her career. The only thing MJ wants to do with her life is wrestling and it might be gone now. If it is over now, what would MJ do? There wasn't something else that MJ wanted to do...
Idiot. She is such an idiot for helping someone who didn't want any help and allowing herself to be injured. MJ's chest grows tight, like all the swirling emotions are reaching out and choking her. They coil even tighter making her head feel heavy. Without a warning a numbness washes over her.
The tears stop.
The nurse is rubbing MJ's back being very careful of her shoulder. Her tears are dry now leaving streaks on her cheeks and small wet spots on the blanket. Her fingers rub against the fabric. It seems she is trying to wipe them away.
Nurse:“ Is there anything I can get you?”
MJ Bell: “I'm hungry... Could you get something?”
Nurse: “ Of course, dear.”
The nurse walks out of the room as MJ stares blankly at the wall across from her. If Sean actually rips her away from her career then what can she do? There is no way she would be cleared to actually get revenge. It wouldn't be right to make Kenshin do it. Carefully she reaches up to touch her shoulder that has a wrap around it. It is smooth under her finger tips has they explode around the thing around her shoulder. They travel down to her chest where there is a bruise. It is tender but isn't too painful. The nurse enters back in the room with a cup of jell-o and a large cookie.
Nurse: “ Unfortunately this is all I can get you right now. It'll be morning in a couple hours so I'll bring you in some breakfast then. “
MJ Bell: “Thank you.”
She watches the nurse set the food to her tray but doesn't say anymore. The nurse gives her a warm smile.
Nurse: “How do you feel? Is there any pain?”
MJ Bell: “ No.”
Nurse: “Alright. You just ring me if you need anything else or start to feel uncomfortable.”
MJ Bell: " Wait, I have a question..."
Nurse: " What is it?"
MJ Bell: "Was there a man in here early? Tall, Asian, he has long black hair with blond in it?"
The nurse gives MJ a kind smile and nod.
Nurse: " He was worried about you. I told him we'd do the best we can to help you."
MJ turns her head away to hide a smile. It is comforting to hear that. She picks the chocolate cookie up slowly taking tiny bites from it. The nurse is gone now. MJ leans back against her pillow staring at the wall again. Outside the half moon is sending light into her dim room. Her thoughts drift away from the pleasant things and back to what had happened. Anger bubbles in her chest sending a chill down her spine. Sean would pay for this... That is, if she even gets a chance to get back into the ring. The anger dissipates into the strange numbness.
MJ takes a larger bite from the cookie then sets it down to pick her phone up. It is blinking from missed calls and messages. 18 missed calls from her mother, 3 from Finn, and 19 messages from Melissa with 1 missed call. She reads through the messages then texts her friend. It's early in the morning but Melissa will wake herself up. Besides, MJ doesn't want to be trapped in her own mind right now. It doesn't take long for her phone to beep.
MJ snuggles down into her blanket while texting Melissa. The two of them go over what happened with her, how bad the injuries might be and then how Melissa is signing with OCW. It is a good stress relief to bullshit with someone. For once, MJ doesn't mind if Melissa brings up Kenshin. She needs focus on other things. A part of her wants to call up Kenshin or her brother but it is so late that it would be rude to wake them. For a few moments she doesn't think about her injuries.
After a while, Melissa stops replying but it doesn't matter because her phone is getting low on battery. MJ keeps staring out the window. The moon slowly creeps away behind some trees while a faint glow highlights the very edge of the sky. Her body is starting to ache all over. On and off she feels tears drizzle down her cheeks. The emotions come and go like waves. Being angry at Sean, being frustrated with herself, the fear of losing everything and being sad. Each time it takes away more of her energy. It's almost breakfast time before MJ finally passes out again.
March 15- Check-up, LSU Medical Center.
It is ridiculous how long a person has to wait for a doctor to come in. The Bell siblings have been in the room waiting for almost an hour. Finn is pacing around the room with his hands in his pocket as MJ is sitting on the table swinging her feet forward. Finn checks the large clock on the wall for the fifth time now. He grumbles under his breath. MJ lifts her head to look at her brother.
Finn Bell: “This is flat out ridiculous. What the hell is he doing?”
MJ Bell: “Don't be so impatient. It's not like we have other stuff to do today beside sitting around a hotel room.”
Finn drops himself into a chair with a small grunt. She is right. The two of them have been taking it easy in the Inn for most of the week. The only thing they had planned was ordering some pizza. It was both relaxing and boring. MJ has been going stir-crazy cooped up in the room without seeing anyone else but Finn. She loves her brother but after a while he starts getting on her nerves. Her fingers tap against her knee as she chews on her finger nail. Her eyes widen slightly. Finn glances at his sister.
Finn Bell: “You look nervous.”
MJ Bell: “I'm not nervous... I just can't stop thinking about next week.”
Finn Bell: “...Are you worried?”
MJ Bell: “Honestly?”
Her eyes scan the ground her a moment before she nods her head.
MJ Bell: “I am worried. I am going to be getting into the ring- be in close counters with a loon who finds entertainment in hurting other people. I can't afford to be over confident with this. I can't let emotions make my head fuzzy but it's hard. I have to stay focused or I'm not going to win...”
Finn's jaw visibly tightens. He exhales, runs his fingers through his hair and he leans back in the chair. MJ's eyes fall on her brother.
Finn Bell: “You have to win that match. If it were me I would bring a metal bat into that ring and show him that he won't get aw--”
MJ Bell: “No. I won't do that.”
Finn Bell: “Why not? We both know that son of a bitch should get a taste of his own medicine! He is a monster.”
MJ Bell: “Doesn't matter.”
Finn Bell: “If I were in that match I wouldn't hold anything back. He'd get what is com--”
MJ Bell: “But it isn't you in there. It's me. Sean deserves to be beaten with a bat, you're right. He should be cuffed to a rope and be put through hell. His mouth-piece deserves it too. They could have cost me everything- sure it may sound a little dramatic but it's the truth. If the nurse had told me that I would never be able to get back into the ring then I don't know what I would do. She didn't though. I have a chance to get him back.”
She grips the end of the table, staring at the ground. Her tongue licks over her lips before she shakes her head.
MJ Bell: “I am not going to stoop to his level, Finn. I don't care what you would do or what Kenshin would do. I refuse to go there and be that person. I'm doing this MY way. I'm going to show him that I am the better person. I'm going to show him that I don't need to beat someone senseless to win a match. ”
Finn Bell: “He's crazy. I don't know if just beating him will be enough.”
MJ Bell: “It'll be enough for me and that is all that matters at the end of the day. I'll win fair and square, he won't be getting off easy and maybe it'll bug him to know that the person who he sent to the hospital came back and won against him. He'll see that you can't just beat people around and expect them to not fight back. I'm not going to be one of his victims. I'm going to be the one that beats him. I could let my anger control me in that ring. Break his arm, break his jaw, maybe even take a chair to the back of his head or something worse. I can't do that though. When I do win, I don't want to look back on the match and regret sending a man to a hospital! I am going to look back and be proud that I won and didn't lose myself in the process.”
Finn inhales then releases it slowly. Once again, MJ is right. She gives Finn a nod when he looks over at her and he gives her a nod in return. The two of them both turn to look when the door opens up and a doctor walks in.