Heart Stopper 3
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Roxy.
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"Oh
ok." Roxy shrugged.
"I don't want you in the ring with him. If he comes
at you get away from him." Rob explained.
"But I'm your partner." Roxy
whined.
"No buts go get ready we go on during the first part of the
show." Rob said pushing her toward the entrance. Roxy sighed and walked in,
without another word.
"You need to lighten up on that girl." Trish
commented walking to him.
"I just want to make sure nothing happens to
her." Rob said frustrated.
"Nothing will happen to her, trust me. She's a
fighter." Spike said backing up Trish.
"The more you worry the more
she'll revolt." Bubba explained.
"I love her like a sister and I would
never let anything happen to her." Rob said walking away.
Roxy huffed
into her locker room and changed into pink denim tank top with dark denim
armbands, and tight dark denim shorts and pink knee boots. She didn't feel like
pulling her hair up so she kept her curls down. She walked out and waited in the
back on a pile of crates.
"Why does someone so cute have such a sad
face?" The Big Show said talking to Roxy.
"Cause know body understands
me." Roxy said sadly. "I don't want everyone to think I'm some frail little girl
who needs protection."
"I don't think you do. I saw your match, I was
very impressed." He said honestly.
"Thanks." Roxy said flashing him a
smile.
"That's better, you keep that pretty smile ok?" Show said grinning
at her. Roxy jumped up and hugged him.
"I will. Thankies." Roxy said
cheerfully as Show walked away. And Rob came down to where she was.
"You
ready Roxy?" Rob asked. Roxy nodded. They walked out to his music and hopped
into the ring waiting on their opponents. Jazz came out first and stood on the
outside of the ring waiting for Brock. When Brock did come out of course he had
his agent Paul.
The match started with Jazz and Roxy first. For the first
part of the match everyone could clearly see that Rob wasn't the only one with
educated feet. She was also able to score the Van Daminator and a Rolling
Thunder. But Jazz came off with a damaging neck breaker, leaving Roxy down for a
while. Jazz was able to make the tag to Brock who obviously didn't know what to
do. Rob was going crazy at his corner of the ring, so the ref was over there
trying to get him to back off. Roxy had struggled to her feet to not even
realizing Brock was near her. She stumbled dizzily over into a corner of the
ring, where Paul grabbed her by the hair holding her in place. Brick smiled and
walked over to and picked her up and sat her on the top rope, with him standing
on the second rope.
"Kick me off the rope then do your finisher." Brock
whispered to her. Roxy looked at him like he was crazy and he smiled at her. "Do
it." Roxy kicked him quite gently in his head and he fell to the mat. Roxy stood
on the top rope and gave him her Sweet Dreams (shooting star press). Jazz ran
from her position and attacked Roxy, while Rob assaulted Brock. Jazz walked to
the outside of the ring and brought a steel chair in the ring, which cost her
and Brock the match. Even though they had been disqualified they still keep
going, now even Paul was part of the brawl. Paul had set up a table on the
outside that was intended for Rob. Jazz had whipped Rob off the ropes heading to
toward Brock's end of the ring when Paul threw Roxy in the way so Rob knocked
Roxy right into Brock's path. Before Brock had a chance to think he knocked Roxy
right on the outside and right through the table. Her head bounced of base of
the steel ramp when she landed and her body crashing threw the table. Brock
watched horrified as her lifeless body lay there. He didn't even realize he had
Roxy until she had landed. Paul grabbed an awe strict Brock and he, Jazzy and
Brock went to the back.
"Roxy." Rob said gently patting the side of her
head. Roxy could barely keep her eyes open. "Roxy stay with me." The King had
came over to make sure she was doing ok.
"Don't move, you could have a
broken neck." The King said trying to hold her neck in place.
"Can we get
some help." Rob screamed. Roxy looked at him as her eyes rolled from side to
side. The EMTs came out and snapped a neck brace on her and put her on a
stretcher by then Roxy was out cold. They carried her to the back and into the
trainer's office first to see if she could come to first.
"Is she
alright?" Trish asked running into Rob.
"She blacked out, they're
thinking of taking her to a hospital." Rob said worried. The trainer walked out
to face Rob.
"We're worried cause she isn't showing any signs of waking
up. She won't even flinch her eyes when we clap. She needs a hospital
desperately." The Trainer sighed. "I already signaled for an ambulance to come,
they'll be here in a few minutes."
"Can I ride with her?" Rob
asked.
"It's not up to me." The trainer shrugged. The wheeled Roxy out
and into the parking lot where the ambulance was waiting.
"I'm sorry you
can't ride with her. We'll be at the hospital five minutes away from here." The
guy in the ambulance said closing the door on Rob.
"Shit." Rob mumbled,
running right into Tommy.
"I just heard let's roll." Tommy said running
to their rent-a-car.
"What you did to that little brat was great." Paul
gushed while they were sitting in Brock's locker room. "That will really show
these people back here. You know you should take out her cousin next, just to
really prove yourself." Brock got up and stormed out the locker room with out
giving a second word to Paul. He wandered the halls with the echo of the other
superstars gossiping about the recent events. He could tell none of them really
got a chance to talk to her but they were drawn by her innocence. He rounded the
corner to find Trish, Bubba, and Spike. He tried to just ignore them and walk by
but he accidentally bumped into Trish.
"What are you gonna do, put me
through a table just like Roxy?" Trish challenged.
"I swear it was an
accident, I thought I had Rob." Brock mumbled now angry with himself once
again.
"Don't worry you'll have Rob after this, be sure of that." Trish
smiled walking off with them. Since the three of them weren't assigned any
matches that night they to went to the emergency room to see Rob and Tommy
sitting there as well.
"Is she ok?" Trish asked.
"They're checking
her out now." Tommy sighed when the doctor came walking out.
"Are you all
here for Rochelle?" The doctor called. Rob nodded.
"Does she have any
medical history we should know about?" The doctor asked.
"She was in a
serious car accident when she was about 5. She had a head trauma and was in a
coma for about two months with no memory what so ever. She had the amnesia for
almost a year." Rob sighed.
"Ok, there was no bleeding on the brain just
a mild concussion. The only thing I'm worried about is that she can't keep her
eyes open. She woke up for amount when we got her on the examining table but she
couldn't respond. Right now she is out but you can see her. She's down the hall
and to the left." The doctor instructed. All five of them ran down the hall and
to the room where Roxy was in. She was lying there lifeless.
"Roxy." Rob
whispered sitting next to her bed. "Come one girlie time to wake up." Roxy's
head rolled over to face him and her eyes slowly opened.
"What happened?"
Roxy asked trying to get up.
"Roxy don't sit up." Trish
instructed.
"Roxy do you know what happened?" Tommy asked. Roxy slowly
shook her head.
"You know who we are?" Rob asked.
"Yea." Roxy said
lifting her arm up. "You're Rob, that's Trish she has the hotts for Bubba and
that's Bubba he has the hotts for her, and that's Spike Bubba's little brother.
You are Tommy, you're annoying." Roxy said in her half-aware state.
"I
think I should be going." Trish said turning beat red.
"At least someone
said it." Spike sighed.
"We'll be back tomorrow." Bubba stuttered walking
out the room as well.
"Robbie I wanna go home." Roxy whined.
"The
doctor's are going to take good care of you." Rob said sincerely.
"They
didn't take care of my mommy." Roxy whined half conscious. "I miss
her."
"So do I Rox." Rob said softly. Roxy yawned and closed her eyes
again.
"Night Rox." Tommy whispered as Rob walked out the room. Tommy
walked after him. "What was that about her mother?"
"Her mother died in
the car crash. Roxy never knew she was dead, we all agreed that was too much for
her to handle after the amnesia. I don't know how she knew that but she can't
find out about her mother being dead. She thinks she's somewhere in America."
Rob shrugged.
The next morning Roxy was back to her perky self. Rob had
dropped off some clothes for her. That morning she had changed into her purple
teddy bear pajamas, fuzzy slippers and her pig tails with purple ribbons. She
sat there happily looking out the window when there was a knock on the door.
Roxy turned around to see Brock standing there holding a bouquet of
flowers.
"Hi." Roxy said happily.
"Hey." Brock said walking in. "I
came to make sure you were ok."
"I am." Rox giggled.
"You sure?"
Brock asked referring to the bandage wrapped around her forehead.
"It'll
heal. The only thing that can never heal is the heart." Roxy said
confidently.
"I wanted to say I'm sorry for knocking you into the table.
I swear I thought you were your cousin, which doesn't make it any better. I
never meant to do that. I just lost control again but I would never hurt you.
You're the only friend I have. I didn't want to be tagged in, in the first
place. Can you forgive me?" Brock asked holding out the flowers to
her.
"Of course I can. You let me kick you then give you my finisher,
we're even." Roxy smiled taking the flowers.
"But I didn't end up in the
hospital for it." Brock said sitting next to her.
"I'm tough. I'll be in
the ring again before you know it." Roxy beamed. "I have to toughen up soon,
cause I want to be the next Hardcore Champ." Brock laughed.
"I bet you
will be." Brock said smiling at her. "I better go."
"Why?" Roxy
pouted.
"Because I bet you cousin is steamed with me and I don't want to
start a fight." Brock sighed. "I'll see you later Roxy."
"Can I have a
hug?" Roxy asked wide-eyed. Brock leaned down and gave her a hug and she gave
him a kiss on the cheek. "Bye-bye." Roxy sad as Brock left the room. Roxy sat
there alone for a minute until Trish bounced into the room and hugged
her.
"I love you." Trish said clutching her.
"Awwww." Roxy
laughed. "Why?"
"Thanks to your rambling I got a date with Bubba." Trish
said not letting go of her. Trish looked over to the side table and saw the
bouquet of flowers. "When I was coming in here I saw someone who looked just
like Brock Lesnar."
"Really?" Roxy said playing dumb.
"Yea Rob was
pissed with him. He's going to go after him." Trish explained.
"Why?"
Roxy asked.
"He put you in the hospital." Trish gasped.
"He didn't
mean it." Roxy said sadly.
"You wouldn't know he didn't mean it unless
you talked to him." Trish said continuing her accusations.
"Alright."
Roxy sighed. "You did see Brock. He had stopped by and gave me the flowers.
Yesterday during the match, remember when I gave him the shooting star
press?"
"Yea." Trish started.
"He let me. He told me to kick him
off the ropes then do the move so he wouldn't have to do anything to me, just
cause Paul was holding me. He told me that the table was meant for Rob not me.
It was an accident." Roxy said seriously.
"He did look a little shocked
when he put you through that table and he looked really sorry when I kind of
chewed him out." Trish said feeling the guilt wash over her.
"I guess
your intentions were good." Roxy said questioning herself. "But please don't
tell anybody. I don't want Rob throwing a conniption."
"You got it
girlie." Trish agreed. "Besides everyone backstage was pissed with
Brock."
"What?" Roxy asked shocked.
"They all don't really know
you but everyone was worried about you. Oh and the Big Show said hi." Trish
explained.
"Yea I ran into him the other day." Roxy giggled.
"Good
morning." Rob said walking into the room.
"Robbie." Roxy said waving at
him.
"Hey have you eaten this morning?" Rob asked concerned. Roxy shook
her head.
"Why not?" Trish asked. Roxy showed them the tray of hospital
food. "I see."
"It's yucky." Roxy frowned. "I want
pancakes."
"Look what I brought you." Rob said holding out a bag of teddy
grams and strawberries.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." Roxy said
taking the bag. She took the bowl of dry cereal and dumped it in the trash, she
poured teddy grams and strawberries in the bowl, also the bottle of milk in the
bowl and dug in. Trish laughed at her.
"What?" Roxy asked with her puffy
cheeks.
"She has the cutest fat cheeks." Trish snickered, making Rob
smile.
"My cheeks aren't fat." Roxy said sticking her tongue out at them.
"Anyway when can I get out if here?"
"Later on today." Rob
sighed.
"Good I wanna get back in the ring." Roxy said continuing to
eat.
"Why don't you wait a week?" Rob suggested.
"No." Roxy
disagreed.
"For me?" Rob pleaded.
"No." Roxy said shaking her
head.
"How about for a week you help me improve my wrestling skills?"
Trish suggested slyly.
"Okie dokie smokie." Roxy said with her usual
grin.
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