Unexplainable [Original Version]

[chapter sixteen: "boredom"]

Chapter 16: "Boredom"
Jolene Milford's POV

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"So, is there anything else I can get for you right now? More water? Food?"

I look over at Paula as she stands in the door frame of my bedroom, smiling brightly at me. She's been a great help, really, but her upbeat personality can be a bit much sometimes.

"No, thank you. I'm good."

"Just let me know if you need me!"

Paula waves before she scurries off to clean or something like that. At least, I think she's cleaning. I've not really left my bedroom in the past two weeks, aside from hobbling to the bathroom, so she technically could've been stealing my shit and I wouldn't even know it.

This is miserable, being stuck on my ass all day. I miss traveling. I miss WCW. I miss Kev. I miss Scott. I miss Kid, Dally, Kim...

I don't know when I'll be able to return, but I'm sure it won't be for another three months or so. Shitwad Bischoff doesn't even want to begin talking to me until my ankle is completely healed and I'm able to walk without any sort of assistance, whether it be from another person or a brace.

I could at least film vignettes sitting down, but it's no use arguing with him about it. Scott tried. Kev tried. I tried. He's not budging at all on it.

With a sigh, I grab my remote off of my nightstand and turn on my television. It turns immediately to the sitcom I'd been watching before Paula arrived. Before my injury, I couldn't have named you ten of the current most popular television shows, but now, I feel like I know all of them.

How lame am I?

It's a Wednesday, so there should be a few new episodes of things I like on later tonight. Monday and Wednesday are probably my preferred days for television, if I'm being honesty. My favorite part of the broadcast week is obviously Nitro, but at the same time, it kills me a little.

I love getting to see all my friends out there doing what they love, but I wish I could be there alongside them. I can't stand being sidelined like this, but there's nothing I can do about it right now. At least Scott and Kev call me from the arenas, so it's like I'm sort of there.

"Paula? Can you get me something to drink?" I look over my shoulder, towards the door of my room. "Just a water will be fine!"

Wait, what was that? I thought I heard a knock, but I've got to be hearing things. There's no one who would have the time to come see me right now.

"Okay, Jolene! Just a moment!" I can barely hear her voice, so she's got to be in the living room or somewhere around there. She's probably just been watching television, like I have been.

When I hear footsteps approaching my room, I turn around and reach out my hand for a bottle of water. However, I'm not greeted by Paula, as I had expected.

"Holy fuckin' shit, that cast looks brutal." I don't think I've ever been so excited to see Sean Waltman in my entire life. He sends me a grin and hands me a bottle of water, but as I grab it, I pull him closer to me. Kid and I both laugh as we hug one another tightly.

"Kid! Dammit, I'm so happy to see you! I've missed you!" I cheer as he pulls back, smiling.

"I've missed you too, Joli." Kid turns around as Paula comes into the room, seeming to be a bit star-struck.