ody Carson sat on the table of the hospital with Carmen Dumas. She had he hand on his shoulder blade and her head resting up against his shoulder. “Why did you go and fight him?”
“How can you ask me that?” Cody shot back.
“Cody…” She said softly, kissing his shoulder. “Thank you.”
Cody closed his eyes and something seemed to still be weighing on his shoulders. Thoughts of a child where flashing though his mind. IF it was a boy he could be the best fucking football player in the world a girl hell she could be a model. But he would never find out, because of Justin. He killed the child Cody secretly wanted more then anything in the world. But no one will ever find out that’s he only wants a child because he wants to be a father like his never was. His parents died at an early age and he wanted to have a kid before he was to old to have one. “Yeah hun.” He said nodding his head.
A nurse walked in and smiled, walking over to the other bed across from them and changing the sheets. She looked over at Cody once, then a second time. “Sir, have you been helped?”
“Yeah, but that stupid ass doctor said he would be like 10 seconds about two hours ago.” Cody said looking up and smirking.
“Are you…” the nurse started then stopped as Cody’s smile turned to a glare. “Never mind. I‘ll see what’s taking him.”
“Thank you.” Carmen said with a smile.
‘Welcome.” Then she was gone out of the room and down the hall. Cody cracked his neck and looked down at his hands.
“Shit.” Cody said, looking at then for the first time since the fight.
“What?”
“They look bad.”
“Yeah.” Carmen said looking at the hands. They where bruised and swollen. The tape didn’t help as much as Cody thought. They looked broken and if they where Carson would be sidelined from SFT.
“Shadow won’t cancel the main event would he?” Cody asked taking out loud.
“Think positive.” Carmen said. “They‘re not broken.”
A few second later the doctor walked in. His lips where red and his shirt ruffled. His crotch area larger then usual and his hair looked messed. “Mr. Carson Umm…” He quickly flipped through the file and looked at some things.
“Did you get mugged for my X rays?” Cody asked sarcastically.
The doctor gives him a dirty look. “No.”
“Well sir, it sure looks like it. Oh, wait that’s secretary just wanted them that bad eh?” Cody asked.
“DO you enjoy pissing people off Mr. Carson?”
“HEll, I get paid to do it so yeah. And I enjoy it.”
“Well, I‘m writing you off of SFT.” The doctor said.
“Why?”
“Three weeks.”
“WHAT!?” Cody and Carmen both yelled.
“Your hand is badly bruised sir.”
“So?”
“So I have to fax this to Mr. Shadow. I‘ll be back in a few minutes.”
Carson glared at him and then smiled when the doc is out of the room. HE walked out behind the doctor and dropped into a crouch, sneaking alone as the doctor turned Cody dove behind a curtain.
“Well hello there.” can a voice behind Cody.
“Sonny,” she smiled again. “Oh your hands are so…”
“Rough and course.” Cody said trying not to look at her.
“I like it rough.” She send moving closer to him and having he wrinkly body touch his arms.
Cody squeezed his eyes shut tight and started to shake.
“Oh baby,” she said forcing his hand to her ass. “We‘re all nervous our first time.”
Cody looked at the curtain and the doctor was still standing there. Cody looked back at the woman and looked like he was about to cry. “Maim…”
“Shhh.” She said as she put her finger to her lips then his. She slide down his body and onto her knees unzipping his pants. She smiled and then the doctor walked back the way he came toward the ax machine. Before she could get his cock, he was out of there and after the doctor. He slid under a table and the doctor grabbed a coffee, looking around he let out a fart and scratched his balls right in front of Cody. He reached down his pants and Started going at it hard.
“Fuckin crabs.” HE said loud enough to be heard. Cody looked disgusted and shook his head. The doctor started off again and walking into an office, Cody slide and got into the door before it closed. As the doctor puts the paper into the fax machine he turns and walks out, Carson grabs the paper quickly and smiled.
“Got it.” The door opens again and cody dives behind the couch. He peaks over the edge and you see a nurse with a huge ass and a hairy upper lips kissing the doctor. She is over weight and looks greasy. Cody opens his mouth and bits his fist. “Shit… desperate bastard” he mouthed to himself.
Suddenly Cody was getting crushed against the wall as the two of them fell onto the couch. The fat bitch was sitting on his lap. “I want you to fuck me doctor.” She said with a heavy British accent. “Fuck me now.”
“Yes Betty.”
Cody heard the zip of the pants and was hit with a condom wrapper. He fought his lunch back down for the second time this day and closed his eyes. “Oh doctor… YES!” She screamed and took her shirt off. Cody was hit with the shirt and opened his eyes to see where he was goin. HE looked back and seen her rolls bouncing. That was it, his lunch came up on him and he let it go in the garbage can. But her screams and moans drowned out the barfing. The doctors buried his face into her breast and she had her eyes closed. Carson be lined for the door, army crawling and then pushing himself up to his feet and rushing out with the paper in hand.
“Jesus Christ.” He said as he got out of the room. “Does he fuck everyone here?” Cody walked down the hall and was almost back to his room when the nurse from earlier stopped him.
“Sir…”
“What?”
“You are Cody Carson.”
Cody sighed “Yes.”
“Can you sign this for me?”
“Why?”
“Its for my son he’s dieing of cancer.”
For some reason Cody was taken back a step. He couldn’t think like an asshole. “Umm…” HE started but couldn’t finish. “Is he in this hospital?”
“Yes.” She said looking confused, “Top floor room 345.”
“I‘ll personally go up and see him.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a big kiss. “Thank you Mr. Carson you really are a savoir.”
Cody smirked. “Sure.”
She ran off and Cody leaned against the wall crossing his arms and smiling. Behind him an old arm slowly crept out from behind the curtain and Grabbed the back of his shirt, dragging him behind it. “Hello Sonny.”
“Hel…” We fade to black.
Fuck off, before I traumatize you for life. If blood, violence, gore, stupid humor,religious jokes, sexist jokes, and a whole lot of fucking sound a little too outrageous for your tastes, then grab your purse, adjust your skirt and get the fuck out of my sight. 