What's Wrong With You?

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Seth walked into the living room. His eyes were all dried up after he had had a long cry inside the bathroom. He found Roman lying asleep on the couch holding the TV remote in his hand. A soft smile came to Seth's face. He touched Roman's cheek with the back of his hand so gently that Roman couldn't even sense it.

He then turned looking at the TV. Sports news was on but then there was a small column at the bottom of the screen that said- Breaking news: WWE superstar Dean Ambrose spotted in a car accident at Philadelphia main road. Seth kept reading it again and again until he could actually believe his eyes. He forgot breath. Why was Dean out at the main road at this hour? When did he leave at first place? Seth was confused and shocked. His eyes started watering again. His heart was thumping beneath his chest. He then bent closer to Roman and shook him hard calling out his name.

Roman woke up and found Seth's flushed face right in front of him. "Seth!" he gasped as he quickly got up and grabbed Seth's palm tight. "What's the matter!?" His palm felt cold and sweaty.

"Dean had an accident just now," Seth replied with his voice trembling.

"What!?" gasped Roman with his eyes all widened.

Seth turned to look at the TV, Roman doing the same. The news of Dean's accident was being read out at that moment. "The accident was reported 5 minutes from now. It has been witnessed that the superstar's car seemed to try changing lanes amid the road... -"

"What an idiot," Roman murmured to himself. "I had told him not to go out at this hour!"

"We can't just keep sitting here, Roman. We need to go tell our manager. Huh?" said Seth and hurried towards the door. As soon as he opened it, he found their manager standing on the other side of the door. "Guys guys, Dean's in danger. The ambulance had been called. He's been taken to the hospital. Lets go." said the manager in a panicky mood.

Seth nodded but before he left with their manager, he turned back to look at Roman who still was sitting on the couch with his head hanging down. "Roman, get your ass right here. We need to leave!" yelled the manager. Roman got up and came walking out the door without a word. Seth could feel how shocked Roman must've been as he was barely able to react to the whole situation.

They were off to the hospital at once by the manager's car. They reached the hospital in a while and quickly headed towards the room where Dean's operation was about to be held. "Guys. Pray, seriously pray." said the manager as they stood outside of the room. Roman walked closer to the door and peeped in from a small glass pane on it. His heart sunk looking at the view inside. He couldn't even recognize Dean amongst the pipes and various other devices over his face. There were three masked doctors standing next to the bed Dean was laying in, probably discussing about how the surgery was supposed to be conducted. Roman quickly moved away from the door as he found one of the doctors come walking towards the door.

"What's the matter, doctor? Will Dean be fine?" asked the manager as soon as the doctor came out the door.

"Dean will be fine," replied the doctor. "He's not seriously injured, he's in a state of shock. He's got a head injury but luckily it hasn't affected his brain."

"That's a relief. But do anything you can to treat him." replied the manager.

"Don't worry, sir. He'll be as good as he used to be." smiled the doctor and walked back into the room.

Roman stood very near to the door with his head bent down. Seth walked closer to Roman and clasped his hand tight without even speaking a word. A series of thoughts came to Roman's mind at that moment. He wondered whether Dean tried to hurt himself on purpose. "Was Dean still upset about me being good to Seth? Dean was all mad after Seth told him he liked me. Had Seth not revealed it to him, perhaps Dean wouldn't have at least thought of going for driving at such an hour." Roman spoke inside his mind. He then jerked his hand free from Seth and started walking away from that area. "Hey where are you going!?" screeched the manager.