Damian
I texted Tiffany.Me: hey what room is he in?????
Tiffany: the 2nd floor in 32a
Me: okay
I went to the elevator and went to the second floor. I walked around until I found Blake's room. I knocked on the door. Blake said come in. I walked in the room. The lights were dimmed. He looked pissed off. I said how are you feeling? Blake said like shit. I walked over to his bed. Tiffany closed the door. I said I would've been in the here sooner but they would've had my ass if I broke character. Blake held my hand and said I know. I moved my hand. Tiffany said I know y'all have something going on. Blake said what? Tiffany said I'm your best friend. Plus I saw you staying in the same room at the hotels. It's not exactly rocket science to see you guys have something going on. I held Blake's hand and said don't tell anybody please. Tiffany said don't worry I'm not going to. So are y'all dating or what? I said no, we've just been hooking up. Tiffany said do you think you'll date? Blake said I-. There was a knock on the door. Blake said come in! A doctor walked in and said hi Blake I'm Dr. Johnson I took a look at your X-RAY and head MRI. You were very close to breaking your ankle. Blake said it feels like I did. Dr. Johnson said you fractured your ankle and have a severe concussion. Blake said great, how long am I gonna be out? Dr. Johnson said I don't want you doing any physical activity for 6-8 weeks. That includes working out. Blake said so I'm literally bed ridden? Dr. Johnson said not necessarily. Just now really physical activities. You can still go out and do stuff but nothing that could put more strain on your ankle. That'll prolong the healing process. So you cannot work for the next 6-8 weeks and no working out. Blake said okay. Dr. Johnson said the nurse will be in shortly to put you in a walking boot. Blake said okay. Dr. Johnson said are there anymore questions? I said yes, does he have any limitations when he comes back. Dr. Johnson said that depends on how he heals. If he follows the orders I gave him he should be okay to do whatever he was doing before. I said okay. Dr. Johnson said I'm gonna prescribe you some painkillers. Blake said okay. Dr. Johnson well y'all have a nice days and get well soon Blake. He walked out. Blake was pissed off. He looked at me and said you're lucky Rhea's a woman because I want to literally snap her fucking neck right now. I can't do shit for 8 weeks not to mention I have Jack on my ass. You realize how easy he could possibly kill me now! I said Blake calm down. Blake said don't tell me to calm down I'm fucking pissed off right now! Tiffany said Blake! I'll take care of getting her back for you. I promise. I said I'm gonna go call her right now. I pulled his phone out of my pocket and said here call Stephanie and let her know what's going on. I'm gonna go call Rhea. Blake said okay. I walked out and called Rhea.
Rhea: hey
Me: what the hell is wrong with you?!
Rhea: how bad is he?
Me: he has a fractured ankle and severe concussion.
Rhea: oh shit!
Me: yeah dude! I know you don't like him but that was uncalled for.
Rhea: how long is he out?
Me: 6-8 weeks
Rhea: tell him I'm sorry. How mad is he at me?
Me: mad is an understatement. He's pissed off I don't blame him though.
Rhea: I know I don't like him but I never meant for it to go that far.
Me: well just know you also have a pissed off best friend on your ass.
Rhea: Tiffany?
Me: yep
Rhea: great, wel tell Blake I'm very sorry and I never meant to hurt him this bad
Me: I will
Rhea: thank you
Me: imma get off here I'll see you tomorrow
Rhea: okay bye
Me: bye
Hung up
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A secret WWE romance
FanfictionBlake is a WWE superstar. He went from voicing angel dust on Hazbin hotel to being a wrestler. He's not well liked in WWE. Read to find out why.