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Unintended Consequences - Chapter 7 - A Well-Deserved Beating
By: RampageSports Date: September 15, 2014, 8:35 pm
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Character Reference
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Name: Richelle Winterfeld
Nickname(s):
Background: Owner of the RSI stable, former underground fighter
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Name: Danneel Harris
Nickname(s): Danni
Background: RSI stable leader, reigning DEF welterweight
champion
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Name: Emma Watson
Nickname(s):
Background: Reigning FAC featherweight champion, training
partner and lover of Tiffany Mulheron
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Name: Dr. Patricia Leone
Nickname(s): Trish
Background: Head of the RSI medical staff
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Chapter 7 - A Well-Deserved Beating
Danni had stayed.
I told her to go home. I told her I could handle it.
She had stayed anyway. Why?
Because she was Danni, that's why. She knew what was going to
happen between Emma and I. She knew the risks. Of course she
stayed... Danni would never leave at a time like that. I had
been stupid to think anything different.
I was starting to consider putting "World Class Idiot" as the
title on my business cards.
Within seconds of Emma's departure, Danni returned. She came
around the bed again, much more aggressive and determined this
time. Now, I knew the reason she seemed so off earlier. She
had wanted to wait until after I'd spoken with Emma. With that
out of the way... I could see Danni had some things she wanted
to say.
She stopped next to me, and eyed me coldly.
"How could you be so f*cking stupid?" she asked without preface.
I sighed. Here we go with this again.
"Look Danni," I said, sitting myself upright so that I was
properly positioned for arguing. "Trish already read me the
riot act, so let's..."
I was so stunned as Danni's open palm slapped my face that the
pain didn't even register. The sharp crack of the impact
sounded like the snapping of a tree branch. I stared at her...
wide-eyed with shock... my mouth hanging half open.
She glared back at me with unmasked fury. When she finally
spoke, her voice trembled with rage.
"Do you have any idea what you put me through? What you put us
ALL through?"
I just looked at her numbly.
Trish's words echoed in my head. There were more than a few
dicey moments... your friends are pretty shaken up.
Friends... plural. I thought she'd been talking about Emma. I
never even considered...
"I thought you were dead."
Those five words stole the air from the room and turned my blood
to ice.
"Emma's screaming for help... you're lying there with blood
everywhere."
"It was a fight, Danni," I said stupidly. "We get bloodied up,
someti..."
"I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT!" she yelled, her eyes welling with
tears.
Again I was struck silent.
"I'm talking about the blood you coughed up after you collapsed.
Buckets of it, Richelle. That cage was a horror scene."
I was beginning to realize that I had missed a lot while I was
unconscious. I also realized that there wasn't going to be any
way to defend myself.
"When you finally stopped coughing, you also stopped breathing.
You were flopping all over the place, and you were making this
horrible noise... and, I couldn't do ANYTHING!"
The tears broke free and streamed down her face.
"I'm on the phone... SCREAMING for Trish. Thank God I asked her
to stick around..."
Saved again by Danneel Harris. Literally, this time.
"...and you better kiss her god-damn ass every second of every
day when you get out of here, because she saved your LIFE!"
She paused a moment, staring out the window as she fought to
steady herself.
"You were blue, Richelle... BLUE!! Trish comes running in...
she takes one look at you, and pulls out this huge needle and
sticks it in your chest!"
I could see the fear play across her face as she recounted the
scene. The hurt... the helplessness... it was like she was
living it again right there in that hospital room.
I don't think I've ever been so ashamed of myself in all my
life.
"Oh, Danni..." I breathed. My eyes were blurry with tears as I
swallowed hard, fighting to keep control. I reached out for her
hand, but she angrily snatched it away.
"I guess it worked, because you stopped making that god-awful
noise. But you stopped doing everything. You were just laying
there. Trish said you were going to be OK, but you didn't LOOK
OK at all."
"Danni," I started. "I didn't..."
"DON'T!" she cut in. "Don't you DARE tell me you didn't know!"
Her whole body was shaking with emotion. I couldn't stand to
see her like that, so I looked away toward the foot of my bed.
Like a coward.
"Three broken ribs. Two of them dislocated... floating around
like little knives... tearing up your insides until one finally
punctured your lung."
Her words came out in a snarl.
"I guess I should have stopped you. We both knew Emma was
dangerous. We both knew the risks. But, I decided you knew
what you were getting yourself into. Of course, you forgot to
tell me you were going to be reckless and stupid."
Guilty on both counts.
"So, don't give me any bullsh*t about how you didn't know how
bad you were hurt. You knew. But, you had to be the hero,
right?"
"Danni..." I croaked as the dam burst and tears flooded my
cheeks.
"You always think you know so much. You always know what the
problem is, and exactly how to fix it. Good old selfless
Richelle. She'll do whatever it takes to make it right.
Consequences be damned."
"Danni, please..."
"I had to watch helplessly while you..."
She choked back a sob as she struggled to continue.
"...you were just lying there... on the floor of that cage..."
Every time she paused to collect herself was like a knife
through my heart.
"... like a rag doll. Just lying there in a puddle of your own
blood."
"Danni, please stop..." I couldn't bear to hear anymore, but
Danni was determined to make sure I knew the pain I had caused.
"I had to stand there, holding a terrified Emma, while they
wheeled your body out of there on a stretcher. I'm trying to
shield her, and all the while I'm looking at you... broken and
lifeless."
She turned to face me, an ocean of pain in those honey-brown
eyes.
"I'm never going to get that image out of my head. Do you
understand that? It's going to haunt me until the day I die."
I swallowed hard as I brought my eyes up to meet hers.
"So, tell me hero... how do you plan to fix THAT?"
I looked at her... my eyes pleading for her to stop as I quietly
shook my head.
"You selfish, B*TCH!" she said as she slammed her balled fist
against my leg. "How could you DO that to me?"
I reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her toward me.
"I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!!!" She screamed like a wild woman,
practically shrieking the last word.
She fought me, thrashing viciously as she tried to break free of
my grip. I held fast... going hand over hand as I reeled her
into me. When she got close enough, I reached up and pulled her
head to my chest. I held her there, hugging her tight as she
clawed at my arms... struggling to get loose. After a few
moments, she gave up the fight and went limp on top of me.
And we cried.
Love comes in all shapes and sizes, and I love Danneel Harris
like the sister I never had. I love her with every ounce of my
being. Whatever I need... whenever I need it... Danni is there
for me. I would go to the ends of the Earth to protect her, and
I know, without a doubt, that Danni would do the same for me.
And yet, here she was... her soul shredded like tissue paper.
And it was all my fault.
I don't really know how long we stayed like that. Five
minutes... ten minutes... an hour... time meant nothing. I do
remember forcing myself to look down and face the damage I had
done. Danneel Harris... a multi-time champion who'd faced down
countless opponents without a drop of fear... the woman who is,
without question, the heart and soul of RSI... was laying with
her head pressed against me... sobbing like a child.
My God... what had I done?
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Re: Unintended Consequences - Chapter 7 - A Well-Deserved Beatin
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By: Dragons Den Date: September 17, 2014, 11:01 am
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Oh my, ALL THESE FEELS!! :'(
Hehe. Well written, as always. Now I also want to know... how
ARE you going to fix that?? :)
Thanks on behalf of all the UMMA for contributing your
sensational stuff! Looking forward to more. All the best with
that recovery. :)
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Re: Unintended Consequences - Chapter 7 - A Well-Deserved Beatin
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By: RampageSports Date: September 17, 2014, 11:44 am
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What can I say? I'm an emotional person. ;D
How am I going to fix it? Probably, I'm not. But, Danni has
just added to the pile of reasons I was an idiot. So, maybe...
just maybe... I'm going to learn something from all of this.
Of course, I'm kind of thick-skulled. So, no promises. ;)
I'm glad you're still enjoying the story. :)
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