Accidents Happen. Trust me, I made a few of them.

~~~~~ Sharpie’s POV ~~~~~

I slept on the couch, because I didn’t want to bother Jamila going into the bed. I was watching TV. I really wasn’t sure what I was watching right now. I was just really bored at this point. I have practice at like 12. So I bet Kane is having a nice sleep. I sure as hell wasn’t. I found a T.V. show to watch, yes the NHL Network. It was Game 5 of the season. Us vs. Vancouver. Good times, great game. I was enjoying this game till there was a knock on the door. I was trying to figure out, if it was our friends, why not use the extra room keys, and just come in. like damn, I don’t want to keep answering the door, unless it was room service. That’s a whole different story. I answered the door; it was Taylor and ewe…

“Ewe why did you bring him?” I said pointing at Dustin.

“Why you gotta problem?” Dustin said getting in my face.

“Okay, enough you know. I know you both are rivals and what not but damn, at least act like friends… for once in your life.” Taylor said rolling her eyes.

“No.” Dustin said.

Taylor just shot a glare at him.

“Okay, calm down.” Dustin said putting his hands in like a stop position.

“Why are you here?” I asked both of them.

“I came to pick up Jay. Where is he anyway?” Taylor asked.

“In the room, sleeping.” I answered.

“What?! It’s 10 a.m.! She should be sleeping! We have a girl’s day out today and she’s sleeping!? Oh hell no!” Taylor said walking into the room.

Great I was left with this nut job.

“SO! Did you enjoy losing?!” Dustin smirked.

“Losing what?” I looked at him.

“Game 7! With Vancouver!” Dustin laughed.

“Dude, at least we got further then your team. When was the last time you won a Stanley Cup?” I shook my head.

“Okay… we can change the subject.” Dustin said rubbing his head.

“Yeah that’s what I thought.” I laughed.

After that strange conversation, there was a loud scream in the room, where Taylor and Jamila were. That scream almost gave me a heart attack. It caused Kaner to wake up. Strangely, I thought he was sleeping, but it didn’t wake Kat up. So I think that’s a good thing. I ran into the room to see if everything was okay, Taylor was crying and on the phone.

“What!? What the hell is going on?!” I rushed into the room.

“Jay! She’s not waking up!” Taylor cried.

“What do you mean not waking up?! She was in the bathroom before you guys came here!” I said shaking Jamila’s shoulder.

“What! What’s going on!?” Kane asked, trying to catch his breath.

“Jay. She’s not waking up. Wake up dammit!” I said shaking her shoulder again. “Go check the bathroom to see if took anything!”

“How did this happen.” Kane wandered coming into the room pointing at Jamila.

“Uh, Sharp…” Taylor said, with tears running down her face.

“What” I said looking at her.

“The sleeping pills bottle…. It’s empty.” Taylor said handing me the bottle.

“Oh man… I’m gonna go get Kat.” Kane said. But I stopped him.

“NO! Stay here! If Kat finds out Jay’s been using or drinking, she’ll kill us all.” I said. “Here, stay on the line with the operator.” I said handing Kane the phone.

“Baby boo wake up!!” Taylor shouted still crying.

“Guy EMT’s are here.” Dustin said opening up the door.

The paramedics brought in the stretcher, and started doing CPR on Jay, they carried her out, and people from the other rooms are nosy as hell. Then one of the paramedics started asking us questions.

“How did this happen?” He asked us.

“Well last night at dinner, Jamila wasn’t feeling good. So she asked me to take her home, and I did. She drank something and took 2 Midol’s I think and went to bed, after that I haven’t heard anything.” I replied.

“What did she drink?” He asked.

“Water.” I said.

“Did she take anything else then Midol?”

“The sleeping pills are empty.” Taylor said handing him the bottle.

“Is there alcohol beverage that you guys don’t want her to drink?”

“Vodka” Everyone said.

“Is there any in the cabinet?”

“There’s one in the fridge that hasn’t been opened yet.” I said pointing at the fridge.

Then the paramedic opened the fridge, saw the Vodka which was almost empty. I really can’t believe she drank it!

“No!” I said leaning my head back.

“Okay, I really have to get Kat.” Kane said, almost going to his room.

“NO! She will NOT know about this! Till I tell her! I’m going to go in the ambulance. I will call you guys when she wakes up.” Taylor said leaving with the paramedics. Dustin went with her.

“I just can’t believe this happened.” I said.

“You gotta call Coach Joel and tell him we can’t go to practice today. Since it was an emergency.” Kane uttered.

“Yeah, go idea. I should do that right now.” I said picking up the phone and calling Coach Joel. I hope this works.

~~~~~ Heather’s POV ~~~~~

“Where’s Jamila?! We are suppose to hang out and she’s not here!” I said pacing around the room.

“Calm down Heather, she’s probably in traffic.” Eric said eating his sandwich.

“There’s no traffic! I saw the news!” I said point at the T.V.

“Who the hell watches the news…?” Eric mumbled. I just shot him with a glare.

“Okay sorry.” Eric said hiding his face.

All of a sudden I got a text message from Taylor. I don’t like her… why is she texting me! Ugh!

“Yo, I know we hate each other and what not, but you gotta listen, Jay’s in the hospital.”

I almost started crying after reading that text message.

“WAIT WHAT?! What happened?!”

“She od’d.”

“Wasn’t Sharpie with her?!”

“Yes he was, don’t blame it on him. He didn’t know she was going crazy when he fell asleep. Now I need you to tell everyone, and NOT Kat.”

“Wait what why!?”

“Because, she will get upset and she’s gonna start killing everyone. But I will tell Kat later. Don’t worry about it. Just down to the hospital right now.”

“Okay, fine.”

I put my phone back on the charger; I got into the shower and got out in less than 30 minutes. I got dressed, picked up my phone, gave Eric a kiss and left. I texted everyone, except Kat, and told them to meet me at the hospital it was a 911 emergency, then I drove to the hospital. I knew I had some messages to reply too but I couldn’t reply to them because well I was driving.  It took about 2 hours to get to the hospital. I got one of those V.I.P parking. I never knew they had these. But it was really crazy when I got there; there were camera crew and everything. Someone must have linked this to the media. A WWE wrestler in the hospital? Yeah that’s a story. I had to enter through the back, everyone else was already there. Jenny’s in tears, Nikie and Kristen are trying to calm her down. Cody, Anthony, Punk, and John are trying to get answers from the doctors. The camera crews are being blocked because we sure as hell can’t answer questions right now.

“Heather!” Nikie shouted running up to me.

“What happened to Jamila? You never texted me back.” Nikie pouted.

“Taylor told me she over dosed.” I said trying to hold back the tears.

“No! She’s doing that stuff again?!” Jenny yelled, and started crying again.

“Seems like it.” I frowned.

~~~~~ 3 Hours later ~~~~~

“Guys she’s awake.” Taylor said coming out the room. “But only one person can come in at a time. Heather, she wants to talk to you first.”

“Okay, guys I’ll be back. Jenny please, try to stay calm.” I said talking into the room.

I just started busting out in tears when I saw her. She was hopeless, just laying there on the bed. I really can’t believe this happened to her.

“Boo boo?” I stuttered.

“Heather?” Jamila said opening up her eyes slowly, and rocking her head back and forth.

“Oh my god, are you okay?” I asked, running up to her giving her a hug.

“No, no, my stomach hurts, you gotta let go.” She struggled.

“Oh I’m sorry. How are you feeling?” I questioned.

“I’m... I’m in pain.” Jamila said… weak. “Where’s Jenny?”

“She’s outside. Do you want to talk to her?” I asked.

“Yes please.” Jamila said getting ready to cry.

“Jenny!” I whispered loudly. She looked at me. And I signaled her to come over.

“Jay!” Jenny said running up to Jamila giving her a hug, but Jamila stopped her.

“It hurts when you hug.” Jamila said.

I just stood at the door. Just in case Jamila needs anything. Hospital food is nasty.

~~~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~~~

I took my phone out and texted Sharp right away.

“Jay’s awake. Make sure you bring Kat with you. Don’t say anything.” Then I put my phone away.

“Is Jamila going to be okay?” Kristen asked me.

“Yeah. I hope. I really don’t know.” I said almost starting to cry.

“You guys, I think Jamila want us to be more life-like. What I mean is, we shouldn't be crying. We should be happy that she’s okay.” Nikie thought.

“Yeah, Nikie’s right.” John said. But then he got a call from WWE Headquarters’. “Guys, I’ll be right back.”

“I hope she doesn’t get in trouble.” Kristen pouted.

“This is all my fault.” Anthony groaned.

“Yeah it is actually, if only you had stayed away from Jamila like I told you too NONE of this shit would have happened!” I said pointing at Anthony.

“What!? Don’t start with me! Maybe if you had kept the whole, you, Heather, and Nikie fight to y’all selves, Jay wouldn’t be under so much stress and drinking again!” Anthony said.

“HEY! ALL OF YOU! SHUT UP!” Cody shouted. “Look, I know me and Jay weren’t the best of friends but she’s still family to me. You two need to calm the hell down, shut up and wait to see what happens to her! You think fighting will make her better?!”

“Cody’s right. You two really can’t be fighting when someone in the group we all know and love is hurt.” Kristen said. This really caught Kat off guard.

“Who’s hurt?” Kat asked, looking at everyone. “Answer me!”

“Kat, I think-” Kat stopped Kane.

“No, tell me RIGHT NOW! Who the hell is hurt!?” Kat said her face was turning red.

“It’s Jamila.” Kristen responded.

“Why the hell am I the last one to know this?!” Kat thought, giving everyone the evil eye.

“I didn’t want you to freak out. So I didn’t want to tell you till you got here.” I told her.

“What the fuck is your problem?! Why the hell are you keeping things from me? Especially this!” Kat shouted getting in my face.

“Kat calm down.” Kristen pleaded.

“No! Get the hell off of me.” Kat said walking away.

“Where are you going?!” Sharpie thought.

“Home.” Kat replied.

“What the… why?!” I gasped.

“If I was the last person to know; then I’m gonna be the last person to see her… when she gets out the hospital.” Kat said.

“Why are you being so selfish?!” Anthony asked.

“First of all, I’m not going to see my own best friend in a fucking hospital bed; secondly, I wasn’t the one who put her in so much stress. I was the one trying to keep her out of it. Every time, some of you guys go to Jamila about your problems. Sometimes she doesn’t want to hear it. Sometimes she does. Hell yeah I have bad times, but you don’t see me going to her every fucking time. The reason why she’s in here, it’s because of all of you. Don’t blame other people, blame yourselves. And you know what really got her pissed off? That whole drama with you and Heather.” Kat pointed to me. “You guys probably didn’t realize this but, I MADE her stop drinking.” Kat stated, looking at everyone, and then left.

“Wow. I never knew that. And plus, Jay’s my best friend, I never knew she was in so much stress…” I mumbled.

“I still blame that guy over there.” Dustin whispered pointing to Anthony. I just shook my head.

~~~~~ My POV ~~~~~

“Why did you do it?! Why?” Jenny asked still crying.

“Everyone. They wouldn’t leave me alone. Like Anthony, mostly, when we got back together, it was non-stop, calling, texting, voice-mails. I mean damn, Heather doesn’t even do that.” I said.

“Yeah but why did you drink. That’s my biggest problem. The media is here.” Jenny said pointing at the flashing lights.

“Oh that’s the media out there? That explains the flashing lights. I thought it was a storm outside.” I scratched my head. “Wait if there are eleven of you out there, someone’s missing.”

“Kat was here. But she left.” Heather said.

“What did she do?! She didn’t hurt a doctor in his nuts did she? I told her she gotta stop doing that.” I shook my head.

“No, she said something, I really couldn’t hear, but she said something then stormed out.” Heather shrugged.

“Wh- I’ll call her later then. If I have the strength to do it.” I rolled my eyes, resting my head on the pillow.

“Uh, guys, I have some news.” John said coming in.

“John they only allowed 1 person in at a time.” Jenny said.

“I don’t care; this is about Jay’s job.” John pointed to me.

“Oh god….” My voice started breaking.

“It was WWE Headquarters; they said if you don’t check into rehab, ASAP then they are going to release you from your contract.” John explained.

“Jay you gotta go.” Jenny begged.

“No, I’m not going to some dumbass treatment center! I’ll get better on my own.” I shouted.

“No you can’t! You HAVE to go! How are we gonna get the tag team belts back on Sunday?!” Heather thought.

“What?” Jenny gawked at her.

“Please, don’t start fighting.” John pleaded.

“I’m gonna talk to you later.” Jenny pointed at Heather.

“I don’t care.” Heather rolled her eyes.

“Anyway, you have to go! You’re not going to hurt all of us again doing this! Mostly yourself.” Jenny uttered.

“You make it seem like it’s a everyday thing when I do this.” I rolled my eyes.

“Guys, she needs her rest. You should all go home.” The nurse said.

“Whoa lady, I decide when I want to go to bed. You ain’t my mother. And plus, I have a couple more people to visit. Go back to your computer.” I ordered. Then she left the room.

“Don’t worry she’s just cranky.” Heather said to her.

“Where’s Kristen. Bring her in here!!” I asked.

“Okay, I’ll talk to you later.” Jenny said.

“Please think about it.” John said rubbing my head.

“Hey… my head is not a basketball, don’t rub it.” I glared at him.

Jenny went to go it Kristen. She had like flowers and a teddy bear, I think she brought my iPod too, and I think she snuck in some food for me. Thank god! Hospital food sucks.

“Damn Kristen, I’m not dead.” I laugh when she handed me all the stuff she brought.

“Yeah I know, but still, I think a pillow pet will cheer you up. Because well, hospital pillows are bad.” Kristen smiled.

“Oh so when I go to sleep, I’m gonna be like ‘It’s a pillow!’ then when I wake up I’m gonna say ‘It’s a pet! It’s a pillow pet!’” I smirked.

“Yeah, pretty. You are never too old for a pillow pet!” Kristen jumped.

“Why did you get me a bumblebee?! I wanted a dolphin!” I gasped.

“Take it or leave it!” Kristen glared at me.

“Oh I love bumblebees.” I said with a fake smile. “What’s that?”

“Oh that’s pizza. I snuck it in because I know you would complain to the doctors about their shitty pudding.” Kristen said handing me the container.

“Touché. I hate their food.” I said, trying to find the remote.

“Why do you say that?!” She asked.

“Say what?” I looked at her.

“Touché. You’re not French!” Kristen yelled.

“Oh, I hang out with Corey Crawford and Alex Burrows too much.” I laughed.

“Oh yeah. I forgot you like hockey.” Kristen smirked.

“How? I’m dating one.” I said hit her in the back of the head.

“Ouch! You know what; I’m going to bring in Cody. I don’t need this type of abuse from you.” Kristen said sticking her tongue out.

“That’s cool, I can hurt him twice as more!” I shouted.

“Why do you want to hurt me!? You’re going to be my cousin in law one day.” Cody smiled.

“I hope that day, NEVER comes.” I laughed.

“How are you feeling?” He smiled again.

“Good. Just stop smiling! Your mask is starting to scare me.” I said covering my eyes.

“I’m not wearing a face.” Cody touched his face.

“Oh burn!” Heather shouted from the door.

“Ha-ha, my bad. I just get used to you with your mask; it’s just so easy to call you Broke face. Broke face.” I laughed.

“Oh, if only you were unconscious. All the things I would say to you.” Cody said with a fake laugh.

“Dude, what would you say....?” I went bug eyes.

“That no matter how much you call me names, I’ll still love you.” Cody said about to give me a hug. But I stopped him.

“If I wasn’t in so much pain, I would hug you.” I said rubbing my stomach.

“You’re pregnant?!” He gasped.

“No you idiot. If I was pregnant, I wouldn’t be drinking.” I rolled my eyes.

“Oh yeah. Your right. I knew that!” Cody said scratching his head.

“No you didn’t. You scratched your head. Your lying.” I said.

“No I’m not!” Cody starched his head again.

“Yeah okay Cody.” I rolled my eyes. “Okay I’m gonna catch some rest. Can you bring Sharp in here?”

“Yeah, I can. And okay, I’ll talk to you later.” Cody said patting my shoulder.

“Bye hun.” I said waving.

After like 15 minutes of being alone in my room, I was wondering what was going on. Kat’s not here, the media is going to annoy me, my job on the line. I really can’t believe this is happening to me. Like right now. But at least I got some good pizza to eat. I never thought Kirsten knew my favorite pizza is peppers. I was glad Sharp was here to stay with me. I think everyone went home. I heard Anthony wanted to come in, but I didn’t want to see him. I just watched a little TV with Sharpie and fell asleep. It was kinda late.

~~~~~ Kat’s POV ~~~~~

“I think what you did was wrong!” Kane said lecturing me.

“Who gives you the right to tell me what’s right from wrong?! So I didn’t want to see Jamila. Who cares!? I can see her when she gets out the hospital.” I rolled my eyes.

“You may never know! When she gets out the hospital, Jamila could be on a flight to Louisiana!”

“What are you talking about?” I raised my eyebrow.

“Jamila’s on the line of getting fired if she doesn’t go to rehab.” Kane explained.

“Fired? Babe she’s gonna go to rehab.” I said.

“No she’s not.” He shook his head.

“Why not?!” I gasped.

“Because, she doesn’t want weird people telling her she has a drinking problem.”

“She doesn’t have a drinking problem.” I replied.

“How do you know?” Kane asked.

“Because, she doesn’t drink every hour of the day. I’m with her like all day.” I explained.

“Well you gotta sleep right?” Kane cocked his head.

“Oh man… you know what, I really want to go to sleep.” I said going into my room.

“Okay Kit-Kat. I’ll just stay out here and watch some T.V. I’ll be there soon.” Kane said putting on the T.V. which was really loud. I didn’t mind though.

~~~~~ The Next Morning still Kat’s POV ~~~~~

It was like 6 in the morning. I was trying to figure out why I was up so damn earlier, till I remembered I was going to see Jamila at the hospital. I hate seeing people at the hospital.... not to sound mean or anything, but it’s like I really don’t like hospitals. I was in the car, listening to music. I was so tired, I don’t even know if visiting hours are now. But I don’t care. I’m just so pissed off that those cameras are still in the front. I have to enter through the back. I think it’s dumb. If they want to ask questions all I have to tell them is, it’s none of your business. Duh, that’s how I handle something.

“Jamila Bowen please.” I said approaching the front desk.

“Third room to your left. Wait are you Kasey Angel?! My daughter loves you! Can I get your autograph for her?” She asked.

“Uh sure.” I said. Giving her my autograph on a piece of napkin. Ghetto much?

“Thank you!” She said shaking my hand.

“You’re welcome.” I smiled.

That’s very awkward. I saw Jamila in her room, Sharp wasn’t there, so I guess he left to go freshen up or something. I was wondering what the hell is going on right now.

“How can you do this? I thought you stopped all that crap with you drinking and taking shit.” I said to myself.

“You know, I’m not dead.” Jamila said waking up.

“From all those stuff you’ve been doing, I’m surprised you’re not.”

“What you want me dead!?!” Jamila jumped.

~~~~~ My POV ~~~~~

“Sarcasm stupid.” Kat shook her head.

“Well, I’m surprised you came to see me. Even after the stuff you said in the waiting room.” I said looking for the remote. I’m always losing that stupid remote.

“I was defending you.”  Kat said.

“Yeah I figured.” I rolled my eyes.

“Look, I’m not telling you, that you have to go, but I’m asking you, can you please at least go to rehab?” Kat asked. My jaw dropped.

“I should have known! You’re like everyone else! ‘Jay you have a problem! You go to rehab!’ ‘Jay you gotta stop drinking! You can hurt yourself again! Go to rehab you’ll get better!’ what the hell does me going to rehab settle anything!? That’s telling everyone, especially Jenny, that I have a drinking problem when I don’t!” I shouted.

“Listen to me! I never said you have a drinking problem, all I said was, and that you need to get help! That’s all! I don’t want to come to the morgue with Jenny and everyone else saying, yeah, that’s Jamila’s body! I’m not going to do that! Do you drink? Yes you do! Does it get out of hand?! Sometimes but not all the time. You have a choice, you either go get help, or you go back to Louisiana and watch everyone live their dream and win championship belts. Because that’s the road you’re taking yourself on.” Kat said.

“Well that’s the chance I might take.” I said looking at the wall.

“Dammit Jamila! Do you hear yourself think sometimes?! You’re really going to throw everything away and watch your cousin get more attention then you!? Are you serious right now?? Who knows, one day when your home, Jenny is going to be teaming up with Layla, and I’m going to ask Jen ‘Jenny did you tell Jamila?’ she might be like ‘Why does it matter? She left the company.’ Seriously Jammy, are you really going to take that road on your life?” Kat questioned.

“Get out.” I said pointing to the door.

“Just liste-” I stopped her.

“GET OUT!” I shouted.

“Fine. Don’t come to me anymore.” Kat said, grabbing her purse and leaving.

“I wasn’t planning on doing that.” I mumbled.

“Hey Ka-” I heard Sharpie. “What’s up with Kat? She left looking like she was going to cry.”

“We had a fight and I told her I’m not going to rehab, so I told her to leave.” I shrugged.

“Why aren’t you going!?” Sharpie gasped.

“Because I don’t want to go! Don’t bitch about it to me!” I shouted.

“I’m not. But I really do think you should go. If you love me, Heather, Jenny, mostly Taylor and Kat, you would go.” Sharpie said. Which really got my thinking a little bit.

I just left out a big sigh. “If I go, will you visit me?” I pouted.

“Only if you ask me to visit.” Sharp said giving me a kiss on the forehead.

“Fine, I’ll go.” I said. Then Kat came around the corner smiling.

“See I knew you’ll go if Sharpie asked you.” Kat smiled.

“Yeah I know. I’m sorry, for yelling at you.” I frowned.

“No it’s fine. You were mad. I had to give you a pep talk.” Kat shrugged. “Is it safe to give you a hug?”

“I think so.” I laughed little big, giving Kat a hug. “It actually still hurts.” I said straining myself to lie back down.

“I’ll go call John and tell him.” Kat said taking out her phone.

“Are you sure this is going to work?” I thought.

“Yes. If it helped Lindsey Lohan, it will work for you.” Sharpie said.

“Babe… she’s still going to jail.” I laughed.

“Oh really? Damn. I pay more attention to Canadian news then I do American.” He shrugged.

“Yeah I figured. You always love Canadians’ things.” I laughed.

“But I love some American girls.” Sharpie winked.

“Ha-ha you creeper.” I grinned.

“But you still love me.” Sharpie smiled.

“Yes, yes I actually do.” I said.

“Do you know when you’ll be leaving?” He asked.

“Um… I think next week. Then off to rehab I go.” I pouted.

“Awe, don’t be upset. Rehab will be fine.”

“Yeah I’ll ask Lindsey Lohan about that.” I teased.

“Hey! I thought rehab worked for her! Don’t act all smart.” Sharpie rolled his eyes.

“And you stop raising your voice at me.” I cocked my head.

After like a couple minutes of bickering, I fell asleep. I wonder what those doctors put in my water, because anytime I drink their water I end up falling asleep. Sharpie left to go to his hockey practice with Kat. I asked Kat if she would take Taylor too. Even though Taylor doesn’t like that team, I still want Taylor to hang out with someone while I’m away ‘getting clean’ or whatever you want to call it. Yeah but so many people are going to talk to me about this, mostly the media and Vince. Man I hate Vince. He annoys the living hell out of me, I know he’s my boss and what not, but I don’t think a boss should be THAT annoy. But it’s like what Lil Wayne said ‘Yeah my life a bitch, but you don’t know nuffin’ bout her.’ So if the media gonna try to like twist my words, hell will break lose. I really don’t want anyone else coming in and out of this room when I’m sleeping.  That dumbass nurse who said I needed some rest, she kept coming in my room like every 5 minutes. It’s like hello, I’m not gonna have a spaz attack when I’m sleeping. Unless I have a bad dream, but that’s a whole different story. I just hope this day doesn’t go bad.

~~~~~ A few Hours later ~~~~~

“There is nothing to watch.” I said flipping through channels.

“I think reruns of I love Lucy is on.” Anthony mumbled.

“You better have a good reason why you’re here.” I was getting mad.

“I was wondering if you like the Sharp guy so much, why do you always come to me about things?” He said.

“First of all, his name is Patrick Sharp, and secondly, I wasn’t in the best of moods lately. You were like a Dr. Phil. Minus the baldness. But still, that kiss meant nothing.” I shrugged.

“Then why did you get back together with me?”

“I don’t know. But right now, you’re this close to being dragged out with security.” I said pointing to the door.

“Why won’t you talk to me? Seriously?” Anthony frowned.

“Because! Since my birthday you’ve been pisses me off and making me so mad everyday! And I really can’t take your crap anymore! Just because Sharp’s not here doesn’t mean you can get away with everything.” I shouted.

“Where’s the ring I gave you?” Anthony asked.

“In the pawn shop.” I replied.

“So that’s what it’s about? Your little best friend brings a hockey player and you randomly fall in love? What is this!? Shrek Forever After?!” Anthony shook his head.

“First of all, Kat’s not little. Second, no it’s not, Sharp actually understands me. You don’t! I don’t care what you think or say; nothing you do will make me come ‘crawling’ back to you. You know what? Because I don’t fucking crawl. Now get the hell out of here right not.” I rolled my eyes.

“That’s it? Your gonna throw everything we had away?” Anthony asked, shrugging his shoulders.

“Anthony! Get out!” I yelled even louder. Then Heather (which I never knew she was here) told Anthony to leave the room.

“Boo Boo are you okay?” Heather asked giving me some tissues.

“No, I’m not. I’m sick of people right now and I can’t believe I’m not dead.” I cried.

“Wait, you wanted to kill yourself?” Heather gasped.

“No. well kinda. People, mostly Anthony, just annoy me so much I really can’t stand life at the moment.” I said trying not to make it a big deal.

“Seriously Jamila, why didn’t you talk to anyone about this?” Heather thought.

“Wow, no everyone cares about my problem?! Holy crap! Shocker!” I said with so much sarcasm.

“I’m being for real right now. Why didn’t you tell anyone?” Heather asked.

“Because, no one cares what the hell I have to say. No one ever does.” I shrugged.

“I do! That’s why we are best friends! Why the hell didn’t you come to me about it?!”

“Oh maybe because you and Taylor were busy having a bitch fight I didn’t want to interrupt you two.”I rolled my eyes. “Okay for real right now… I want to go back to sleep.”

“Are you sure? Do you want someone to stay in here with you?” Heather asked.

“No. I’m not 5. I want to be alone.” I said forcing her out the room.

“Okay, I’ll call you later.” Heather sighed.

~~~~~ Taylor’s POV at Blackhawks Practice~~~~~

“There has to be a reason why you’re wearing that shit…” Kat asked me.

“Shit?! LA Kings are not shit! Your shit…” I mumbled.

“Hey listen Barbie; your Queens have no chance with my Hawks mmkay. So watch what you say ya heard me!!?” Kat said

“What are you Curtis Payne or something.” I laughed.

“No. I just really like the show… you gotta problem with that?!”

“Yes.” I laughed. “But on a serious note, is Baby Boo going to rehab?” I asked.

“Yeah. Sharp got her to go.”Kat responded.

“Wait?! Jay’s boyfriend… was able to get her to go to rehab?? But you can’t!? Damn Kat, you’re losing your touch.” I nodded my head.

“Bitch shut up and watch the guys practice.” Kat rolled her eyes.

Then Johnathan Toews came over to get his water bottle, or probably came over to be nosy.

“Hey Kat, sorry to hear about Jammy.” Toews said.

“Wait how do you know?!” Kat jumped.

“It’s all over the news.” He said.

“What?! How!?” I gasped.

“They said someone told them the whole story and what happened.” Toews said getting some water.

“WHO?!” Kat and I shouted.

“Some guy name Anthony. I think he’s Jamila’s ex or something like that.” Toews explained.

“What the hell! SHARP!” Kat shouted.

“What?” Sharp said skating over here.

“Anthony! He told the media what happened to Jamila!” I squealed.

“What the hell?! Why?!” Sharp said almost falling over.

“I don’t know! But it’s all over the news.” I sighed.

“That guys dead.”

“You ain’t lying!” I said clenching my fist.

~~~~ My POV ~~~~

“WHAT!” I shouted turning to the news and seeing my face on TV. After waking up Taylor’s voice mail she left me.

“What?!” Heather said running into the room. Then I pointed at the TV. “Who the hell told?!” Heather gasped.

“Anthony.” I replied.

“Why!?” Heather jumped.

“I don’t know. But I don’t care. He doesn’t know the full story… I hope.” I said scratching my head.

“Jay! Anthony told me everything! He was just caught up in the moment. He doesn’t know what happened, the media started asking questions and he just answered them.” John said out of breathe.

“It doesn’t matter.” I shrugged.

“You sure?!” John and Heather gasped.

“Yes. I’m tired. Can I please get some sleep?” I begged.

“Boo that’s like your 4^th sleep in the past couple of hours.” Heather said, concerned.

“I took sleeping pills. I think it’s starting to affect me.” I said. Getting a drink of water and falling asleep about like 5 minutes.

My life really sucks right now. I really don’t know how life is gonna be when I’m out the hospital and into rehab. So no more wrestling for me… for a while.