| Chap 2 Madden watched the monitor as she got ready for Paul�s match. Since it was her first night and the Backlash pay-pre-view she had decided to dress up. She was wearing a black skirt with a sliver chain as a belt. Her shirt was also black but had gold letters written on it reading �Evolution.� After taking off her hat and black lipstick she looked at the monitor again. Mic lifted the bat warped in barbed wire and lowed it fast hitting Randy in the face. �He�s a big boy. He�ll be fine.� She tired to tell herself. ~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~ Randy lay on the ground. This was harder then he thought. He stumbled to his feet and grabbed the box of pushpins. No one had bladed during this match. There was no need. Randy was really bleeding from his had after the shoot from the bat. He screamed in pain as Mic back dropped him onto the pins. His mind was going to thoughts of Madden watching. Was she worried� scarred� ever happy? �No!� Randy screamed in his mind as e waited for the next spot, still laying on the pushpins. His little sister loved him no matter how pissed she was at him. The next spot was him going off the stage. He needed to focus and get ready. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ �Chill Madden. He will be fine. If he were really hurt they would stop the match.� The guys were back in the ring and Randy was trying for the RKO on the bared bat. As the ref�s hand came down on the count of three, Madden sighed in relief. �Ok. You can calm down now. He won and is ok.� She closed her eyes trying to block out all the times she had seen him hurt. It never got easier. Randy walked into the room and collapsed on the couch. Since he was lying on his stomach she could see the gold circles pushed into his back. He was a bloody mess. �Randy?� When he didn�t move or answer she got worried. �Randy?!� The fear was present in her voice as she walked over to him. �Bro?� The look on her face said how scarred she was. Why was he not answering her? She kneeled down beside him, wiping some of the blood from his face with a towel. He moved a little at the sting. Madden carefully started to pull the pushpins out of his back. �Randy?� It was worth one more try. �Mmhmm?� �You ever do a match like that again I will kill you myself. I thought you learn after last time.� She sat on the edge of the couch. Still trying to stop the blood running down his face hitting the black leather couch. Randy laughed lightly and said softly, �Kiddo I am as bull-headed as you� but we need to talk.� �Later bro. You rest, I have to go. Paul�s match is up. Stay put and Dave will be here any minute.� �Ok.� He opened his eyes and smiled at her. �Go. Paul is waiting.� �Hey Babe. Madden looked up at the girl who came bragging in. The girl�s eyes fell on Madden. �Randy, tell this slut to leave. I can take care of you.� �Manda this is my sister Madden. Madden this is my girlfriend Amanda. Sis you better go. Shawn is in the ring already.� Madden hugged Randy gently before running out the door. �Sorry. I didn�t know it was her. You always talked like she was gone for good.� Amanda looked down. �I did. I guess I was wrong though.� ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ �Come on Trippers!� Benoit had him in the crippler and Madden was hitting the apron trying to cheer Paul on. �Come on baby! Get out of that!� Finally he couldn�t bare it any more and tapped out. Madden slid in the ring and helped him up. �Let�s go Tiger.� �You�ll get it babe. You�ll be champ again soon.� She helped him to the Evolution locker room, where Randy was still resting. Randy was asleep when the entered the room. Amanda had gone to her locker room to get ready for Smackdown. She had a storyline going with John Cena but was on Raw too. So she had to travel to both the live Raw shows and the Smackdown tapings. Most of the time Randy went with her. This time though he was going to stay and rest, not get on a plane 3 hours after that match. Madden was looking at Randy wondering why after everything he had come back. �He is a tough kid. He will be fine.� Paul sat on the other couch rubbing his left arm. Madden sat next to him. �Your arm hurt?� �I�m fine.� �Paul, don�t lie to me. I know you�re hurt.� Paul laughed. �I�m ok. Don�t worry. I just pulled something.� He saw the worried look on her face. �Chill babe, I�ll get the trainer to look at it if it hurts tomorrow. After we get home that is.� �Hey Paul,� Randy said still half asleep. Why don�t you take her back to the hotel? I will get a ride from Dave.� �Ok Randy. We�ll meet up with you tomorrow.� �Sure thing. Go with Paul.� �But I don�t wanna stay with him. I will�� �Sweetie go. You and Paul can share a room for one night. It won�t kill you.� �Yes it will.� �Madden� Do it for me please?� His voice was still weak. �Fine.� She walked out of the room with Paul close behind her. |
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