Cody Carson laid on his couch with a smile on his face. After the show he had planned to come home to Carmen and Emily, but Emily wasn’t even real. Cody had dreamt the whole fucking thing. He wished it was true but something inside him told him he was dreaming. Carmen wasn’t that kind of girl she loved him to much and wasn’t bi. It’s funny, Cody’s dream felt so much like reality. He knew they weren’t which kinda made him chuckle, for one night he thought his wife might just have been turning bi on him. How stupid. He slowly pushed himself off the leather couch and stood up. His cuts would heal but he had to go to the docs soon. He hated the doctors. Carmen walked into the room with a smile on her face and Alexandria on her shoulder. “You okay?”
“Yeah baby, I’m fine.” Cody replied as she smiled at her and moved forward. “How’s my other baby?” Cody asked in soft kiddy voice.
“She just eat.” Carmen replied.
“Oh, her and I don’t get along after she eats.” Cody replied with a smile.
“Ah yes, the puke on daddy day.” Carmen replied with a chuckle.
“More like puke in daddy day.” Cody replied trying to get a taste out of his mouth.
Carmen laughed and moved Alexandria to the car seat carrier. “It wasn’t that bad was it?”
Cody smile and nodded. “It was.”
“Oh stop.”
“Why do we have to go to the doctors anyway?” Cody said suddenly changing the topic.
“You said you have been getting pains in your chest.” Carmen replied. “We have to take Alexandria up to get checked anyway, so you are going it.”
“It’s heartburn.” Cody replied.
“I don’t care what kind of burn it is. You are going.” Carmen said as she came up and looked him eye to eye.
“But…” Cody started, but Carmen had already lifted the car seat carrier and was out the door. “But honey…” Cody moaned as she followed out the door.
Dos./
Cody Carson sat on the paper sheet in the doctor’s office. The room was big and the man had plenty of pictures on the wall. Cody shifted his body from side to side, slowly sliding off the bed. He moved to the wall with all the picture and started to look and read. This guy was the one that did a lot of births. He had plenty of pictures of him holding different babies. He smiled a little and then started to move around the room. Suddenly the door opened and Doctor Kessle walked in. He smiled at Cody. “Hello Mr. Carson.”
“Yo doc.” Cody said moving back to the bed and jumping up onto it. “How are you doing?”
“I’m good, and yourself?” Doctor Kessle asked as he pulled up a rolling chair and sat down.
“I’m okay.” Cody replied.
“I hear you have new stitches.” Kessle questioned.
“Yep.” Cody replied.
“You have head more tread in you then a knitting store.” The doctor tried at a lame attempt of a joke.
“Yeah,” Cody replied, with a scoff. “Probably.”
“So what can I do for you today?” Kessle Asked getting down to business.
“Well, can you just tell Carmen that you checked me over?” Cody asked with a hopeful grin.
“Well Cody I would, but you see she already told me you would try that. Sorry.” Kessle replied.
“So she told you I have been getting pains in my chest then?” Cody replied.
“Nope.” The doctor replied with a big grin.
“You sneaky old man.” Cody replied.
“I learned from the best.” The doctor replied.
“I haven’t been in here that much have I?” Cody asked.
“Cody, I see you more then I see my wife.” The doctor said with a laugh.
“Nice to know you love me that much doc.” Cody replied.
“Please Cody, its Andrew.” He said seductively.
“Sick old man.” Cody said as he took off his shirt.
“So you have been getting pains in your chest?” The doctor said moving closer to Cody and checking his heart rate.
“Yeah, it’s weird.” Cody started. “I tell Carmen and myself that its heartburn but I’m beginning to wonder. I was almost tempted to come down here myself and see you.” Kessle looked at Cody with a ‘Bullshit’ look on his face. “What?”
“Come on Cody. You’re as stubborn as your brother.” Kessle replied.
“In-law.” Cody added.
“You’re just mad that he’s not here.” Kessle stated and hit the nail on the head.
“Shut up.“ Cody laughed.
“Well, you’re gonna have to go and get a chest examination.” Kessle started. “And an X ray.”
“Cool, maybe this time my whole body will glow.” Cody laughed as did Kessle. “Any ideas doc?”
“Well, it could be that the vesicles to your heart are closing.” Kessle said as he leaned back.
“Dude that doesn’t sound good.”
“It’s not.” Kessle replied. “This could kill you Cody.”
“Oh goody.” Cody said with a sigh.
“I wish I could give you more news. We have to wait for the tests to come back.” Kessle replied, trying to put the young man at ease.
“Doc, can you please not tell Carmen?” Cody asked. Kessle took a deep breath and with a sigh he nodded.
“Yeah, I’ll make something up and tell her its not serious. If you promise me something’s.” Kessle said. “Just two.”
“What?” Cody asked.
“First is that you will tell her on your own if it is what I think it is.” Kessle said then smiled. “Second if you die and I have her?”
Cody laughed and almost fell off the bed. “I will tell her and no you can’t have her, I don’t plan on dieing.”
“Damn.” Kessle replied. “Ok man, I’ll see you in a couple of days.”
“Alright.” Cody replied, and Jumped off the bed. He pulled the blue t-shirt over his body and smiled. The two walked out of the room and Carmen was waiting for them in the waiting room. She smiled and Cody smiled back. Kessle handed him a slip of paper for Tums and chuckled. “Thanks.” Cody said as he looked at the paper and laughed.
“Cody,” Kessle smiled at him and then at Carmen. “Look at the back.” He said through his teeth.
Cody looked confused then he looked at the back on it, it said five words. ‘Live like you are dying.’ Cody nodded and thanked him again. He moved to Carmen and smiled. He showed her the proscription and she laughed. The left the doctors with laughs and kisses, Cody Carson might just do it
FUCK YOUUU!!!
That’s right you stupid cunt slap, fuck you. You think our some kind of a fucking Idol but its funny when the only thing that you where ever good at was sucking Michael Pettis’ cock. If I wanted a fucking history lesson I would have asked for one you hairless monkey.
Besides, you didn’t take history in school, I don’t even think you went to school otr if you did it was fucking clown school. Look at your spouting off at the mouth about how much better you are then me and how you can show my wife a good time. Buddy please, the only way you can show yourself a good time is if you get your hand drunk first.
Idol Steele, Jesus Christ give me a break. Hell at least when you where Shayne Steele you sounds somewhat intelligent. Now you sound like a fucking kindergarten teacher that rapes their students. Now your gonna spout out some line about that’s not what your wife said last night right? Jesus Shayne grow the fuck up. Get a good name, and stop trying to be something your not…
A wrestler.
I find it funny that you think you know me enough to know what I was gonna say. Its funny because I wasn’t even thinking that. Yeah I lost to Kaige and then you attacked me from behind no less but do you really think I was surprised Shayne? I wasn’t I know how much you like to take other men from behind. I know that you love to jump them and then run away or knock them out then try to fuck them. You haven’t changed a bit you stupid fuck.
I can change my name too.
Legend Carson.
How’s that?
Honestly, it would make me sound like a fucking retard. Then again, it works for you bus driver of the short bus. Did your parents send you off to special kid camp when you where younger, so that you could learn how to hide the fact that you are a fucking retard?
I bet they did.
As for you getting my attention Shayne, you wanted it but you still haven’t gotten it. I don’t pay attention to worthless pieces of shit like you. I know the reason that you wanted my attention Shayne, because you knew that you could attack me and it would some how provoke me into showing you some kind of notice seeing as you have been back in the RWA for a little bit now and no one has even motioned your fucking name.
So, this is what you do. You go out and attack someone that everyone loves to get people to see that Shayne Steele is still alive after all these years. After he crawled back to the sewers with all his little rats and wallow in his own stanch.
So what do I talk about now?
Oh yeah, your challenge at Treason.
No. I don’t want your fucking belt and I don’t want your stinky ass across from me. The fans want a match at a pay per view that will last more then five minutes. When you start to cry and wine to the managers about how Cody Carson tried to break your neck. I don’t want shit to do with you asshole. Get over it man, start something up with someone else.
You’re just like Dameon, why are you all abscessed with me. I mean fuck Guys I know I ooze sexuality and character, but come on guys.
GO
SHOOT
YOUR
SELF!
Sign,
Cody Carson.