What's Wrong With You?

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After the MRI scan was done, Seth limped towards the waiting room and Dean followed him close behind whereas the manager waited at the room where Seth had had the MRI scan. Dean had called the manager asking him to come back informing him about the whole situation, which was why the manager was back to the hospital while Seth was getting the MRI done.

Dean and Seth took a seat next to each other at the waiting room. Seth's leg had stopped hurting by then. They sat in silence until Seth started speaking. "Yes, I tried to walk without the crutches."

Dean turned to look at Seth. "But why would you do that?" asked Dean.

"Because, I wanna get outta here!" snapped Seth and his eyes started to tear up again. "Yeah I know it was stupid of me to have thought of it. I thought if I try walking on my own, without the crutches, I would perhaps be able to start walking earlier. I didn't just want to waste time."

"What keeps bothering you all the time, Seth? Its not like this hospital has been treating you like trash. It probably has the best doctors and therapists who are taking good care of you so why do you wanna get outta here?"

"Why would I tell you that!?" snapped Seth but then he turned milder as he soon realized that he mustn't be rude to Dean since Dean had done a lot for him. "I mean... I wouldn't say it to anyone." he added and looked away. Dean, on the other hand, remained silent and guessed if Seth knew about Roman being the new WWE champion or maybe because he missed wrestling night in and night out and felt stuck inside the hospital.

"You watched Raw yesterday?" asked Dean.

"Hmm," nodded Seth. He then let out a sudden gasp and turned towards Dean thinking what he was up to. "Hey, why did you ask me it?... -"

"Ah, I guess I know it now. You don't need to tell me why you wanna get outta here." said Dean and looked away, trying to act smart.

"What do you know? You wouldn't know," muttered Seth, still looking away. Both of them then stood up simultaneously looking at the door as they saw the manager enter. Dean looked over at Seth's direction for a second to see whether he was fine while standing up. Seth looked fine as he was holding onto his crutches firmly while he stood.

"What did the doctor say?" asked Seth as the manager arrived.

"Luckily, nothing else has happened to your injury except for your stretched MCL. You'll be fine if you continue your physiotherapy exercises and keep taking your pills on time. Perkins will have to see this report." said the manager.

"See? This is the price you pay for your stupidity." scolded Dean.

"Didn't you hear what he just said? It's all fine!" Seth yelled at Dean.

"Your physiotherapist will choke the life out of you. If I hadn't arrived at that moment, I don't know what would've happened to you."

"TJ isn't that kind of a guy. What do you know? You don't know nothing!"

"Hey!" the manager interrupted, rendering both Seth and Dean silent. "I can't believe, you both still have to fall out! And Seth, Dean is right. You should've known you'd hurt your knee even more if you try to walk without crutches."

Seth rolled his eyes as he observed a smirk plastered on Dean's face. "Come on, let's go to your room. Do you wanna sit here for the whole night?"

"Absolutely not," murmured Seth and started to limp out of the waiting room. Seth sat on his bed as soon as they reached his room whereas Dean and the manager sat on the couch that stood right beside Seth's bed, which was for the patients' guardians to sit on. The three had the hospital's food as their dinner, the manager explained Dean about how Seth has been spending each day inside the hospital. Seth, on the other hand, ate his food sitting on the bed. He was pretty glad Dean had come to visit him but wondered why Roman had not come along with him. Was he still salty because of their past rivalries? Did he really wanted to cut their ties off? Seth's heart ached as he thought of it but was soon snapped out of his thoughts by Dean.