Be My Shield

Chapter 27

Dean's POV

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I yelled launching at Brock. Roman said held me back.

He looked a little shocked as he looked at Seth being put on a stretcher as the paramedics came.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Roman asked.

He said nothing and walked out. We went to the hospital that they took Seth to.

Me and Roman sat in the waiting room. I was a little freaked out. I didn't want to see someone else die in a hospital.

We sat there a few hours until the doctor came out. We stood up awaiting the news.

"Well..." The doctor started. "...do you want the good news or bad news?"

"Bad." I said.

"The bad news is that he wont be able to wrestle for a while. The good news is that we have everything under control now and he's stable. He had a brain bleed and we stopped that. We gave him a few stitches. But he has a pretty big concussion. So we're gonna keep him for a few days to see how he's doing."

"Thanks, can we see him?" I asked.

He nodded.

We went and saw Seth laying in the bed.

He slightly smiled and waved.

"Are you okay?" Roman asked.

He shook his head as a few stray tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Do you want anything? Need anything?" Roman asked.

He looked around the room, uneasily but shook his head.

"Do you remember what happened?" I asked.

He nodded.

"I'm so sorry." Roman said.

"No need." He whispered. His voice was hoarse and I could tell that he was hurting.

He squeezed his eyes shut and held his head.

"Are you okay?" Roman asked.

He slightly nodded.

We sat there in the hospital room until we a fell asleep.
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Brock's POV

"Nice goin Brock!" Randy said.

"What?!" I said angrily.

"You just had to put him in the hospital."

"I didn't mean to!"

"Yeah right! You didn't mean to push someone and get them hospitalised?!" Dave said getting in on this.

"Guys calm down!" Nick said wrapping his arms around me. "The little bitch deserved it." He scoffed.

"He's not a bitch." I said pushing him away from me. "He didn't deserve it. I got a little hot and I fucked up."

"Are you siding with him or something?" Randy asked.

"No."

"Then why do you care?"

"All I'm saying is that maybe he was right about everything he said earlier today."

"Brock, you idiot! Can't you see that he's getting into your head?!"

"He is not!"

"He is! If he wasn't you wouldn't be talking all this nonsense right now!"

"Baby? What's going on?" Nicole said emerging from the bedroom, rubbing her eyes.

"Nothing, just go back to bed." Randy whispered before kissing her head and leading her back into the bedroom.

"Come on." Randy said snapping his fingers. "You guys need to go."

We left.
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Randy's POV

I walked into the bedroom seeing Nicole getting back in bed. I laid down next to her.

She cuddled next to me.

"Randy?" She asked.

"Mmm?"

"Everything that happened the other day was that true? Everything with Dean." She asked.

"Yeah."

"So you really did those things?!" She said sitting up.

"No baby. All I did was hit him. The other guys took it to a whole other level."

"Oh my god. Why?"

"Because of Dean's sexuality."

"Just because of the fact that he's gay?"

"Yes."

"You don't seem fazed by this."

"That's because I'm not."

"Forget this. I'm just going home." She said getting her things around.

"Nicole. Come on now..."

She left without saying anything else.
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Hey! Sorry for the short chapter.