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Time Line - Wednesday Morning 9:45 AM

I opened my eyes to embrace the day. The sun was shining through my windows and directly into my eyes. I let out a grunt as I threw my feet off the bed and sat up. My ribs still hurt, but at least I had gained some of my lung capacity back. The doctor told me that as my body absorbed the air that had leaked from my lung, that it would re-inflate, causing me to be able to breath again. The only problem was, now that I had suffered a punctured lung, I was now at a high risk of suffering this injury again. If worse came to worse, I could always get my lung stapled to my rib cage, but if possible, I would much rather not have surgery. I stood up, holding my taped up ribs as I did. Man, what was I thinking? Am I really going to be able to help tomorrow night? As it stands right now, I am having trouble just walking, how will I be able to wrestle? The fact was, I probably wouldn't. Most likely I would just be their for support as Sean tried to retain our titles alone. I didn't like it, but what could I do? Well... I did have one option, one that I wasn't thrilled with following. I was prescribed some pretty damn powerful pain pills. I've not tried them yet, as I'm not a big fan of narcotics... but maybe... No. No, I didn't want to go that route. I didn't want to make my body numb just so I could go a few more matches with my injury. I would be there for Sean tomorrow, no matter what the cost, but after that, maybe I should take some time off to heal. Even if I just miss one show, that would give me two weeks to try and heal up. I started to walk towards the bathroom, to relieve myself when the phone rang. I walked back over to my bed and picked up my phone from the night stand.

Micheal Graves
Hello?

Sean Graves

Hey bro, how are you feeling this morning?

Micheal Graves
Imagine a bus running over you.

Sean Graves

Point taken. Listen, I'm still not sure about you wrestling tomorrow night. Maybe I can convince Shane (Carver) to push this match back a week or two.

Micheal Graves
Do you seriously think he would? I don't know about you, but it seems like to have to suck that mans dick to get him to do ANYTHING for you. Last time I checked, we weren't exactly on his good side.

Sean Graves

Yeah, but we haven't done anything to piss him off either. I mean, he has to be reasonable about this right?

Micheal Graves
Sean, take a look at the Black Order and everything they have done since they first appeared. What makes you think Carver has a reasonable bone in his body?

Sean Graves

Ok, you may have a point, but seriously, think about this. Can you throw a decent punch?

Micheal Graves
What are you getting at?

Sean Graves

Just answer the question, can you throw a punch?

Micheal Graves
(sighs) No...

Sean Graves

Ok, can you pick up Blizzard or Nitro for a slam?

Micheal Graves
Ok Sean, I get it. No, I'm not in any shape to wrestle, but I'll figure something out.

Sean Graves

Figure something out!?! I'll give you credit, your great in the ring Micheal, you really are... But no amount of planing or ring physically will help you this time out. You've still got the mind, but right now you don't have the tools.

Micheal Graves
So what? You don't want me in your corner Thursday?

Sean Graves

No, I didn't say that. I just... I just don't want to see you hurt yourself more.

Micheal Graves
I appreciate your concern Sean, really I do, but I've made up my mind. I'm going to fight tomorrow night.

Sean Graves

Well bro, your a grown man, and far be it from me to try and stop you when you have your mind made up. Just... be careful tomorrow night man. I don't want to have to come see you in a hospital again.

Micheal Graves
I'll do my best Sean, that's all I can promise.


Sean Graves

All right man, I'll talk to you later.

Micheal Graves
Um.. ok bye?

Sean Graves

Bye.

Sean hung up his phone, as did I shortly there after. I sat back down on the bed, and stared off into space. I began thinking about tomorrow night even more. Sean was a great athlete, but he wasn't invincible. I know knew that he wouldn't be able to beat Blizzard and Nitro with me just standing in a corner. The more I thought about it, the more I thought about my pain pills. Maybe... maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I just used them this once. I mean, it's not like I could become addicted to them in a single night, right? I opened the top drawer on my night stand and pulled out the prescription bottle. I thought about it one last time before deciding to open the bottle and take one of the pills. I struggled to swallow the pill without the aid of water. Then I just sat there, wondering if I had made the right decision.

Fin