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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 21, 2007 13:46:23 GMT -4
Nicole sats down and looks at Michael and Denise. She is still a bit worried about the whole situation. Hopefully it won’t be something serious…but she properly have to wait till the doctor comes back.
[glow=green,2,300]What is with your headache Michael? [/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 21, 2007 13:52:10 GMT -4
The doctor said I'm too stressed and that I've been overworking myself. He said to relax and take a vacation. I don't see either of those happening anytime soon.
He sighed heavily. Things wouldn't be easy until the season was over at the earliest. He leans his head back against the wall, worry in his eyes.
I just want life to be easy again. So many things are running through my mind all the time. I just can't stay focused on any one thing. It's hurting me inside and outside of the ring. I get to the point where I don't know what to do. That's when the headaches start coming. Too much stress and no way to rid myself of it. He said if I just took some time to relax each day, even if just an hour or so, it would help tremendously with everything.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 21, 2007 14:09:04 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]I think he is…..[/glow]
Nicole wanted to answer as suddenly the door to the scanning room opens and Dr. Wylde walks out of hit. He makes a concernt face as she walks over to Michael and Nicole.
Miss Storm would you please follow me in the room again…I need to examinate your back a bit closer to verify what I am thinking.
Nicole swollows and looks afraid at Mike…this doesn’t sounds so good at all. Breathing in heavily the air, Nikki follows the doctore back in the room where he orders her to take of her shirt, so that he can get a better look at her back. He starts to move his fingers over her back until he stick a finger a bit in her flesh.
[glow=green,2,300]Ouch…[/glow]
Nicole screams…
Hm…that doesn’t look good.
He sticks his finger in another part of her back with the same result a loud painful scream from Nicole. After another few sticks in her flesh and after looking again over the x-ray he turns around to Nicole who has just taken on her shirt again.
As I feared Miss Storm…your back is in very bad shape.
[glow=green,2,300]Bad shape? How bad? Have I stop to wrestle? [/glow]
Hm…well…the good news is that your back is fine except…and this is the bad news…that some muscles and nerves are a bit damaged…normally I would say you shouldn’t lift to much weight…but in your chase it means that you shouldn’t lift people in the air
[glow=green,2,300]What? Holy shit…that must be a joke..[/glow]
No Miss Storm, this is no joke..you are not allowed to lift people in the air and this means that you won’t be able to wrestle for a few weeks or months, until your back is healed. You will go to the message 4 times a week and you will also do special training to make your back stronger. I know that this must be a shock for you…
[glow=green,2,300]A shock? My whole life is over….[/glow]
Miss Storm, I know it is not easy to deal with situations like this, but….
[glow=green,2,300]What but?…I can’t wrestle…I can’t[/glow]
Nicole turns around and leaves the room. Tears are running down her cheeks as she falls in the strong arms of Michael who was walking up and down in front of the room.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 21, 2007 14:19:09 GMT -4
His eyes widened, a surprised look on his face as Nicole burst out of the room and almost knocked him over as her arms wrapped around him. Tears were streaming down her face nonstop, causing his shirt to quickly become soaked. He wrapped his arms around her, not worried in the least about his clothing. Something was obviously terribly wrong. He wanted to know what was going on.
Nicole, what's wrong? What did he tell you? Did he do something to you? What happened Nikki? Please talk to me baby!
The concern in his voice was rising as he feared the worst. His face was full of worry as the river of tears continued to fall down Nicole's cheeks. He squeezed her tighter, trying to hold her as close as he could to let her know she is in his arms and safe from harm. He only hoped she could fight through the tears and explain to him what was going on. He tried to remain quiet to see if she would speak, if she could manage to right now. He wanted to know what was wrong. She didn't appear to be in any state to talk either. He hoped she would try, his ears more than ready to listen.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 21, 2007 14:23:47 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]He said I am not allowed to wrestle cause I am not allowed to lift something up that is too heavy…[/glow]
She bury her face in his chest while Denise stands up and walks over to her mommy to hug her
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 21, 2007 22:05:06 GMT -4
His eyes widened, a look of shock covering his face. It seemed their worst fear had come to life. He aqueezed her tighter, trying to swallow the large lump in his throat. He was speechless after she told him what the doctor had said. It made him sad for her. A single tear did fall down his cheek as he held her even tighter. He placed a hand on the back of her head, petting her to try and calm her down.
Shhh...shhhh....
He hoped she would calm down a little. The whole ordeal was making him nervous as well. He didn't know what to do. He wasn't sure if there was anything more that he could do than try to comfort her. He kissed the top of her head, whispering into her ear and hoping she would listen.
We'll find a way to beat this Nicole. We'll find a way for you to wrestle again. I promise you.
Her tears were still streaming down her face as he head stayed buried in his chest. Her cries of sadness were never ending. Her career in wrestling could be over already at such a young age. He closed his eyes, trying his best to wake up from the horrible nightmare he hoped he was having. He continued to pet the back of her head, keeping her held tightly in his arms. He tried to find a solution to the problem in his mind, now remaining quiet as he did his best to stay strong for Nicole.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 22, 2007 6:47:02 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]I ...*sniff* ... don’t know what I should do. What should I do Michael? I love wrestling…is it everything I ever wanted to do…Everything I ever learned to do…[/glow]
Nicole says while the tears continue to flow down her cheeks, she doesn’t know what she should do and neither did Michael. Then suddenly the doctor comes out of the scanning room with some piece of paper in his hand. He looks over to the 2 lovers and waits a bit that Nicole has calmed down a bit before he would address what he has to say.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 22, 2007 7:20:34 GMT -4
Michael looks down at her, lifting her chin up so she could look at him. He sees the pain in her eyes, wishing he knew what to do to make it go away. He hated seeing her like this. It was hurting him inside as well, especially knowing nothing he could do would help her right now. He placed his hands on her arms, rubbing both of them up and down in an effort to comfort her as he spoke.
I wish I knew what to do Nikki. We'll find a way to get through this. I promise. I just need you to calm down a bit. Alright? The doctor has something to tell us.
With her best efforts, she slowly begins calming down. She closes her mouth, nodding for him while tears continue to stream down her face. She buries her face in his chest again as he wraps his arms around her. She needed comforting right now. He could listen to what the doctor had to say and explain everything to her later. He looked at the doctor, waiting on him to begin as he rubbed his hands up and down Nicole's back, continuing to hold her close.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 22, 2007 7:27:27 GMT -4
Miss Storm this is not the end of the world. You will have just to take care that you don’t lift too much weight … go to the message meetings and of course train your back to make it stronger…I never have said that you need to quite wrestling…only that you need to lift nobody … on the other side it would be of course wiser to take a longer break until your back has been healted…
Nicole looks at the doctor and then back to Michael with a confused look on her face.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 22, 2007 7:35:12 GMT -4
Michael breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing what the doctor had to say. Taking a moment to get himself under control, he looks down at Nicole, staring into her eyes. A small smile began to form on his lips as he spoke softly to her.
You hear that Nikki? Everything is going to be alright. You can still wrestle. You have to avoid picking anybody up though. Get a massage a few times a week and workout to make your back stronger and after a small break from wrestling you will be able to get back in the ring.
He pulls her in closer, wrapping his arms around her once again. He held her tight while allowing her time to process what he said and put some meaning behind it. He knew it was hard for her to think in her current state, so he continued to try and calm her down while she worked out the details in her head.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 22, 2007 7:43:01 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]*sniff * what you mean?[/glow]
Nicole looks confused at Michael as she doesn’t know why she should be happy. Hasn’t he heard it that she won’t be able to wrestle again…not in the next few months until her back is healed?
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 22, 2007 7:54:38 GMT -4
Nikki, you can still wrestle. Sure you have to take a few months off, but that is better than never being able to wrestle again right?
He holds onto her tighter, kissing her on top of her head as he continues on.
We could spend some time together. Take a vacation away from all of this so you can relax. The doctor told me I need to do the same. Then, we can come back and train and be better than ever. We just don't need to strain ourselves right now.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 22, 2007 7:59:14 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]That sounds good...but non then less… I wanted to end the seasion at last with a bang...you know. Taking some gold in the vacation would be nice….but now I can forget that plan…[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 22, 2007 8:04:02 GMT -4
Not necessarily.....
He look down at her, seeing the same confused look on her face as before. What could he be talking about?
There is a way you can wrestle where you wouldn't have to do much work. What if we teamed up? Imagine us being the Tag Team Champions to end the season. How would that feel?
He smiles, trying to brighten her mood. It was a nice thought he had in the back of his mind. He only wondered if she had thought about it as well. It could be a solution to their problem and help them both end the season on a good note.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 22, 2007 8:34:35 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]I don’t know…I need some time to think about all this. I… am not sure what I should think right now…[/glow]
Nicole leans against Michael’s strong shoulders and close her eyes. She will need to think a lot about her future in this business and how she could manage to be still on the top. But right now…she needs a big and strong shoulder on which she can lean on.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 22, 2007 8:41:14 GMT -4
He held her close, laying his head on top of hers. She was slowly calming down. Denise was clenching onto Nicole's leg like a vice as well. Michael looked down at the little girl, happy that the three of them were sharing such a moment. Happy that he was able to be there for Nicole in her time of need, unlike his younger self. His biggest hope was that Denise is indeed his daughter. He holds Nicole tighter, letting her know just how much he cared for her. He didn't want to let go, though he knew he would have to soon. The doctor nodded to him, seeing that he had things under control, then walked away quietly. Taylor kissed her on top of the head once more before looking down to Denise.
I think mommy could use some Strawberry ice cream. How about you?
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 22, 2007 8:50:56 GMT -4
Denise nods and a smile appears on her face as Michael has just said the magic word to get into Denise’s little heart. She hugs Michael and her mother and then…the 3 of them leave the hospital to get some strawberry ice cream and to talk about the future…
END
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