Last Desire 9
A/N: So that last chapter was a tad bit hateful and
mean of me to do that but I can't help it. I mean, as I told Liz, by the way
read her stories she's an awesome writer, I need something to spice things up a
bit.
Disclaimer: I ain't got nothing, I don't own nothing but Roxy I made
up.
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"Roxy!"
One of the EMTs said touching her cheek. They had brought her backstage and were
trying to get her stabilized before they loaded her in the ambulance. "Roxy open
your eyes for us." She cracked her eyes open a little bit and rolled her head to
the side. "Can feel that?"
"What?" Roxy said hoarsely as she went into
another coughing fit. The EMTs turned her to her side allowing her to cough up
the crimson fluid.
"She can't wait we have to get her out of here." One
of them said with urgency in his voice.
"But she's not stable." Another
EMT said trying to go against the idea.
"If we wait she could die." He
said again.
"Let's get her in." The driver said sighing. They loaded Roxy
in and then began speeding away, with Brock watching everything.
"Brock I
know you're mad right now, but you cannot go after the Undertaker." Stephanie
said as she approached him.
"Who the hell gives a fuck, that was my
girlfriend!" Brock yelled in her face.
"Just stay away from the
Undertaker." Stephanie said solemnly.
"You don't understand if they die,
I'm going to kill Taker." Brock growled walking over to his car.
"They?"
Stephanie questioned.
"Roxy is or was two months pregnant." Brock growled
as he drove away. Leaving a horrified Stephanie
behind.
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"What
the hell happened to her?" Rob screamed as he walked into the hospital waiting
room. Brock had called and told Trish, Rob, Tommy, Spike, and Bubba what
happened.
"She was attacked and she was coughing up blood." Trish said in
a low voice.
"Rob, yelling will not make a difference in whether Roxy and
the baby will be ok." Tommy said calmly.
"Why the hell was she at the
arena anyway?" Rob yelled directing that question to Brock.
"She had been
upset all day. I told her I would've felt better if she had stayed at the hotel
but she demanded she come with me." Brock said emotionless.
"It could've
been worse you know." Spike said speaking up. "If she was left at the hotel,
Taker could've gotten her and no one would've been able to help her."
"He
has a point." Bubba said siding with Spike.
"I'm sure everything is going
to be alright." Trish said trying to an optimist. "I mean at a young age she was
in a serve car accident and she was fine. She was able to recover from that. She
has a very strong will to live."
"Anyone here for Roxy?" A doctor said
looking at his chart.
"That's us." Rob said speaking up for
everyone.
"First off I'm Dr. Pearl." She started. "I need to speak the
father of the baby, and if he's not here then the closest family member to
Roxy."
"I'm the baby's father." Brock sighed.
"Well, then you're
faced with a critical decision." Dr. Pearl explained. "The baby was unharmed
because she lifted her arm up and her arm took most of the impact, but they are
not out of danger. Roxy has a punctured lung, we were able to repair it but
there's a problem. She's on life support because of her breathing being so weak.
But she can't stay on life support and a feeding tube because the baby is taking
most of the nutrients away from Roxy it can kill her. You have a choice you can
abort the pregnancy so Roxy can get pain medication and she'll have a better
chance of living, or you can keep the baby and maybe kill them both. But you
have to remember that even if they do live through this, when she goes into
labor there is a 75% you will lose one of them or both."
"Wait, why can't
Roxy have pain medication?" Tommy asked.
"That drugs we use could have
serious birth defects on the baby." Dr. Pearl answered. "Sir, you only have 1
hour to make your decision. After 1 hour because of hospital policy we have to
take Roxy off of life support to see if she can take a breath on her
own."
"What do you recommend I do?" Brock asked.
"You just have to
ask yourself now, what means more to you Roxy or your child." Dr. Pearl said
walking away.
"I can't believe this." Trish said as a few tears of her
own fell, as she hugged her husband.
"I need to talk to Roxy about this."
Brock said getting back up and looking for her room. "Even if she can't hear me,
I need to vent this out to somebody." Brock said as he walked down the hospital
halls. He found Roxy laying on the hospital bed surrounded by millions of tubes,
machines, and God only knows what else. He took a chair sitting by her bed and
gently held her hand. "We have to talk. The doctor wants to know if we should
abort our child. I can't make a decision like that without you. I need you to
help me please."
Meanwhile.
"What the hell do you want?" Taker
snarled waling to Stephanie's office.
"I wanted to talk to you about what
happened tonight." Stephanie said leaning back in her chair.
"He started
something he couldn't finish." Taker said simply.
"I don't excuse his
actions of placing a hand on your wife, but at the same time there is a
difference between what Brock has done and what you have done." Stephanie
started. "Not too long ago I received a phone call from Rob, Roxy's brother, he
told me that you've basically endangered two lives. Did you know Taker, that
Roxy was two months pregnant? You may have just caused Brock his child and his
girlfriend." Taker just sat there in silence.
"I heard that she was. But
Paul told me that-" Taker started.
"I'm sorry but your one hour is up."
Dr. Pearl said stepping into Roxy's room, where everyone stood around her bed.
Dr. Pearl walked over to the switch and rested her hand on it. This was one of
the problems with being a doctor sometimes things got a little too personal,
leading to them becoming emotionally attached to the family. Dr. Pearl sighed
and then flipped the switch with no further hesitation.
Well, I was nice
during this chapter! I gave you all more then I was planning on but then I just
kept on typing, so you know how that goes. READ & REVIEW!
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