The Trial of Tears

"Trust me...she's going to get what's coming to her. That's just icing on the cake." Heather would say, for the first time in a while, a slight smile appearing on her face due to Bonnie leaving Conway to her. Sure the idea of going up a rank was nice, but that wasn't why she was fighting her. While Heather's main reasoning to still be wrestling was to come out as the very best, her love for Clyde takes precedence over that. Her fight with Kelly Conway will be purely fueled by vengeance.

Dante would nod his head at Bonnie's words about Alessa's condition. He was just as much worried for her as Bonnie was, if not more. The change in Alessa's attitude, he's never seen her like this before and it was unbelievable. Her eyes looked empty of direction and her face was pale. Every once in a while it looked like she was mumbling something to herself under her breath, with no sounds coming out. It was almost a scary sight, but he didn't know the reason why it hit Alessa so hard. He was never filled in on her past.

"I've been trying..." Dante would say as he would wrap his arms around Alessa, trying to calm her down. She would slowly bring her arms up and wrap them around Dante, shaking her head on his shoulder. "Snap out of it...everything's fine I'm sure of it. He'll be out sooner than you think. You'll be able to have fun with him again soon. Just please snap out of it." Dante would say softly to Alessa as they held eachother.

Hearing Dante's and then Bonnie's words, Alessa would take a deep breath and let out a shaky sigh as she blinked her eyes a couple times. "That was it..it was over, there was no soon..." Alessa would say, shaking her head. "I'm sorry...I love you......It just repeats.." Alessa would let out.

Hearing Alessa's words, Heather would bite her lips. Were those Clyde's words that she spoke? It made her half happy and half sad that she was the last on his mind. But she couldn't accept it anymore. If that was the case, that couldn't be how it was. "No.." Heather would say, walking up to the three and putting her hand on Alessa's shoulder. "That's not it. If he wants to apologize..he's going to have to do it to my face. He's not allowed to die." Heather would say, trying to mask her sadness as certainty.

"I trust ya. I know you gon' make that little brat pay for everything she's done. Just try not to get your ass kicked too much..." Said Bonnie to Heather with widest grin she could force herself to make. Normally it wasn't hard for Bonnie to smile, but the events of tonight made it very difficult for her. Still Bonnie was glad to see that Heather was so set and determined to take on Kelly and exact revenge on the girl for her role in Clyde's brutal attack by Nha & Sha. While Bonnie didn't' really know if Kelly had any role in the shooting, she could honestly care less. She still had to pay.

The group then focused their attention on Alessa as they tended to their visibly troubled friend who was still in a state of shock after witnessing Clyde's shooting and his supposed death. Bonnie could only stand there and look on towards Alessa with concerned expression on her face as Alessa's own expressions began to disturb Bonnie slightly, looking at her pale face with an absent stare while mumbling something under her breath. It bothered Bonnie greatly to see her friend like this, but more so because she didn't know what to do to help her, and by the look of things, even Dante, the boy that Alessa loved so immensely couldn't even snap her out of her traumatized state.

"That was it..it was over, there was no soon... 'I'm sorry...I love you'......It just repeats.." Were the trembling words that Alessa muttered out, which caused Bonnie's eyes to suddenly widen as she froze up. "That was it. It was over. There was no soon..." Bonnie would repeat those horrible words once more to herself in her head as she remained frozen in her own little world. Bonnie had tried her hardest to force herself to KNOW that Clyde was going to survive and recover, but after hearing what Alessa had to say, those thoughts began to crumble. Bonnie was now starting to doubt that Clyde would survive and that he was already dead. The tears that Bonnie tried so hard put away were starting to resurface as head hung down towards the ground below. Shutting her eyes and clenching her fists tightly while gritting her teeth, unable to stop the horrible painful sorrow that began to take over her.

However once Bonnie heard Heather speak up and approach Dante and Alessa, stating that it wasn't over and that Clyde was going to have to apologize to Heather in person. He wasn't allowed to Die. Bonnie couldn't help but feel her own doubts begin to fade upon seeing and hearing Heather's certainty that Clyde was not dead and that he was not going to die any time soon. Even if Heather was masking her own doubts and sorrows, she did a good job at hiding them because Bonnie was sure that Heather had no doubts what so ever.

"...D-Damn r-right he ain't allowed to... Die...." Bonnie would mutter out through her tears after sobbing briefly once again, looking at Heather with an admiring, thankful gaze before she wiped her face with her forearm to ride the tears from her face as she then turned towards Alessa and spoke.

"A-Alley... I don't e-exactly know... Whatcha saw back there but... C-Clyde ain't dead... I Know he ain't... Nobody's dead, Alley... We're all here... Me... Heather... And especially Dee... He's still here with ya. N-Nobody's dead. Nobodies leavin ya..." Bonnie would say to Alessa with as much certainty as she could muster. Half-lying by saying that she Knew that was not dead, but she wanted Alessa to believe her. Along with convincing herself as well. Bonnie was honestly not sure what troubled Alessa, as far as she knew it was only the shooting and the thought of losing someone close. Not a repetition of things that had already come to pass.

Dante would hold Alessa tight as he heard her words. It was clear that the trauma that she was feeling was incredibly deep. He still couldn't figure out why or how she was that badly affected by what had happened, but he was willing to do what it took to help her out, although he couldn't figure out exactly what that would be. It seemed Alessa's feelings were going to on on quite a bit, especially considering no one there knew why she was feeling the way she was, or the fact that her trauma was due to what she experienced in the past.

With Heather's words though, Alessa tried to hide her expressions as much as she could. She could tell she was worrying everyone when everyone's attention seemed to turn to her, it wasn't what she wanted. She knew it wasn't fair what she was doing right now, and the fact that she knew that no one knew why was even worse. There was no way she could tell them or reveal her past as it would be too hard for her. However they just seemed to keep going on trying to console her as if it was just about Clyde's condition.

"Y...you don't understand....none of you do...you haven't seen it before....you didn't see what happened...you just don't get it...just stop..." Alessa would let out, her tears flowing from her eyes as she would hold Dante tightly. She would squeeze at his shirt as she let out her cries, fully expressing her feelings as her hiding seemed to completely not work. Their words were making her want to let it all out, get it out there so she wouldn't be dealing with it for the rest of the night.

"Well..whatever you mean...whatever it is...this is what's going to happen...Clyde's making it out of here...no doubt about it..B-bonnie's right completely...we'll get you through this as well Alessa..just relax." Heather would say, keeping her own worries and sadness in the back of her head as she would try to comfort Alessa as well, which caused Alessa to slowly nod her head. Her cries were slowly quieting as Dante would hold her and rest his hand on the back of her head.

"Hopefully..it should be any minute now before we hear word from one of the doctors.." Dante would say as he would look over at Bonnie and Heather, which would lead to Heather nodding her head and hugging her elbows under her chest.

Bonnie couldn't help but continue frowning through her teary eyed gaze as saw how tormented Alessa was internally, able to see a small extent of her inner pain through the expressions she tried her best to hide while telling the others that they didn't understand, that they haven't seen It before, what had happened and that they just didn't get it, while her tears continued to flow from her face as she held Dante just as tightly as he held her. Seeing Alessa like this was starting to really trouble Bonnie, even though much of her fears and concerns were placed on Clyde's well-being at the moment, she was just as worried for Alessa as well. She was a family friend and practically a younger sister to not only Clyde, but to Bonnie as well.

Bonnie had quite a knack for observation, which allowed her to quickly figure out things on her on, along with being skilled at reading the emotions of others through their expressions and speech. That being said, Bonnie was starting to put things together regarding Alessa's words and began to contemplate the possibility of Alessa's inner troubles not being just from Clyde's shooting, but from something else. Bonnie wanted more than anything to hear some good news from those doctors, but she didn't want to leave Alessa like this, she was determined to help her.

"Wait... Alley, why don't we understand? Why don't we get it?" Bonnie would ask Alessa in a soft calm manner. "Somethin' else is botherin' ya, ain't it? Was it? Tell us... Please..." Bonnie would say to Alessa in a quiet manner, practically pleading with the girl to allow them to help her in some way.

If there was one thing Chesna hated, it was to be bothered. It seemed like that was happening quite often. Seven in the evening wasn't exactly a good time. Really, she had received a call earlier but she mostly ignored it. Something about being a Tension wrestler's personal doctor. It seemed like a bunch of BS but the price tag that came with it was high enough to at least keep from hanging up on the woman on the other line. But then once she hung up, she went back to her work. She had managed to keep her duties as a wrestler at AFW at bay pretty well so she rarely had obligations there. Her full time client Lukretia Von Creuzfeldt was busy and had taken her bunny lover Lia out with her. Even the shrimp Valkoinen and most of the maids were gone. It seemed like the perfect chance to hit some of the harder stuff and go to town for a while.

When she had her fingers halfway up her, she got another phone call. This time it was some hospital saying that as some guy's personal doctor, she needed to come and observe. He had been shot and seemed to be in bad shape. With a heavy hearted sigh, she removed hand from inside of her and cleaned herself down as much as she could before finding the nearest maid and having her drive her off to the hospital.

She didn't have time to get into proper Doctor's scrubs and so she was still in her red and blue Nurse's outfit. On the way over, she had to do a lot of medicine to even herself out. She had to get herself in an even keel but the best she could manage was to get into an upper mood. She was a little jittery, her eyes slightly red but more or less she looked as normal as she could. She put on some sunglasses and then immediately threw them away. She sighed and tried some eyedroppers. She was finally at the Hospital and stepped out of the car.

She collected her doctor's bag and began walking. She stepped through a crowd and then paused. She looked the group over and then sighed. "Why would you be standing out here?" She questioned in a monotone voice. She then sighed again and continued into the hospital, not even bothering to turn if they answered. "Whatever."

When she got in, she was directed towards the operating room that had Clyde in it. She washed up, put on a mask and went in. She looked at the chart and then at Clyde. It seemed like the bullet had been removed and now he just needed to be attended to. They were in the process of moving him to an intensive care ward.

"I can take it from here." Chesna said as she looked at the nurse. the operation had been done quick enough and when she arrived there had just been the nurses on duty.She got Clyde to the IC room and the nurse mentioned something about people waiting.

"So?"

"Um... They are family, doctor?"

"Whatever, visiting hours are over."

"Immediate family is still allowed a short viewing when he's stabilized. Though, they've been waiting out in the paring lot...."

"What?"

Chesna sighed. "I'll deal with it after I look him over. Don't come back unless there's an emergency or I call you."

The nurse nodded and then stopped. "Oh, We got the bullet out." She said and jangled a little piece of metal in a see through plastic jar.

"Fine, leave it. I'll take it to them as well." Chesna watched as the nurse left and shook her head. "What a hassle." She then went over to Clyde and examined him properly. She looked over Clyde and furrowed her brow.

"You owe me for this..." She said as though she was offended that he got shot and took up her time. It was the most likely case. She touched his chest and felt his pulse, pushing her hand against his chest. "I mean... aside from the bill..." She fumbled in her bag and then pulled out a petri dish. Better make sure everything's in working order."

A few minutes later, she was walking out the front of the hospital carrying a jar in one hand. She walked towards the mingling group with an apathetic look and shoved her hand into the middle of the group abruptly. The jar which contained the bullet, as well as her hand, had a thick, sticky substance on it.

"Clyde Gastin's bullet was removed and he's been transferred to an Intensive Care Unit. He'll recover but he's comatose for now. I'm his doctor. Doctor Matusch...." Chesna paused and sighed. "Doctor Matu... Only immediate family can see him at the moment and only for a short time. The rest of you can feel free to wait in the lobby or cafeteria or somewhere that isn't a paring lot for as long as you want. Or whatever... Stand out here, I don't care. Just take this jar. I have enough samples from the patient now..."

As Alessa held Dante close, listening to his words directed towards Bonnie, she figured the conversation would shift from her. She didn't want to worry the others any more than they already were, so she felt a slight relief in her as she felt the conversation shifting. However, just as quick as it seemed to turn away, Bonnie would bring it back up again. It seemed like her troubles genuinely worried and interested the girl, and Alessa couldn't help but feel a slight warmth that she seemed to care so much.

Hearing her question, Alessa finally mustered up the courage to answer. She would slowly push herself from Dante and wipe the tears from her eyes. Heather and Dante would stare at her in worry and anticipation as Alessa would look over at Bonnie. Nodding her head a few times, she would bite her lip and look down. "Well...what happened...was-" Alessa went to begin explaining, however the appearance and short line from Chesna cut her off. "Wh..." Alessa would let out at her question as she stared at her, blinking a few times.

Heather would glance at Chensa, looking her over in confusion. At first she thought it was just some random person, picking the wrong time to pick fun at the group, but when she noticed the outfit she was wearing, she would tilt her head, searching for something to say. It certainly didn't look like any normal doctor scrubs, but the bag and the fact that it looked nurse-like made her think she actually was one of the staff of the hospital. She raked her brain for something to say to her, but before she could, Chesna would let out a sigh, a whatever, and walk off into the hospital.

"Was that..one of the doctors?" Dante would let out, noticing Heather and Alessa's reactions as he scratched his head. Heather would cross her arms and shrug her shoulders at his words. "If it was isn't she a bit late?.." Heather would say, tapping her foot in slight frustration at both that and the way she addressed them. "I mean...why the fuck else would we be out here." Heather would say, although she knew in the back of her head it might look a bit silly to anyone else.

"Well...still we just have to wait." Dante would let out, with a slightly helpless tone as Alessa fidgeted around a bit. She was just about to reveal her past to the group, but now after the interruption she didn't want to finish at all. She decided to keep it to herself as she looked at Bonnie slightly apologetically.

After a few minutes passed, Chesna would reappear with the jar that contained the bullet. Dante, Alessa, and Heather would stare at it in surprise as they heard Chesna's words. "Th...thank you Doctor..that...really is great news..." Heather would say, an immense wave of relief coming over her as she heard he would recover. She wanted to break down into tears again but she held herself back. Ignoring what she felt with Chesna first came up to them, she was grateful for her words.

"U-ummm..." Alessa would say, her head tilted as she stared at Chesna's hand. "You..have something sticky on your hand..." She would continue, quite confused at it as her words would catch Heather's attention. Heather would give it a good look before looking up into Chesna's eyes, her's twitching slightly. "What...is that. I didn't see that before..."

Upon asking her question to Alessa, Bonnie would watch and listen patiently as the girl released herself from Dante's arms and wiped the tears from her face before slowly turning towards Bonnie, who was eagerly waiting to hear the girl explain what her troubles were, hoping that by opening herself up that the others could assist her in getting passed her current trauma induced episode. But before any of that at all could even happen, someone else would appear from out of the blue and practically mocked them with her question. It was some woman in doctor's scrubs who just ran up to say something to them before quickly walking away with a careless 'whatever', leaving Bonnie standing there with a very confused and slightly agitated look on her face.

"Tch... Better be one of the goddamn Doc's..." Bonnie would mutter in response to Dante's words with her arms crossed over her chest as she watched Chesna walk into the hospital, leaving the group behind, honestly not caring where she would wait, though in all honesty, she felt it was better and easier to pour out her emotions out here then inside the building with the eyes of strangers and onlookers.

A few minutes would later... Chesna returned by approaching the group the shoving the jar in her hand that contained the bullet that hit Clyde in between the 4 of them before giving them all a well needed update on his status, saying that Clyde would survive and would recover but was currently comatose at the moment. While the comatose part wasn't exactly a good thing, knowing that Clyde was alive and would eventually recover brought such joyful relief to Bonnie now that she knew her brother was not going to die. Unlike Heather, Bonnie couldn't hold back the tears that she wanted to hide away and would let them stream down her face before she suddenly wrapped her arms around Heather, in need a hug at the moment after having to endure so much inner torment.

"T-Told that fool was alive..." Bonnie would sob happily as she buried her head below the girl's shoulder. No longer having to mask her doubts about her brother living now that she knew the truth, which prompted her to let all her pain and worries out now.

Bonnie however, couldn't keep her head from turning back once Alessa spotted the sticky substance on Chesna's hand that held the jar up, which Bonnie would soon snatch by the top of the top of the jar and examine just as Heather got a good look for herself. It wouldn't take Bonnie long though to figure out what the substance left on the jar from Chesna's hand really was.

"Dee... I thought you said Clyde got shot in the stomach.... Not the.... Aww Hell..." Bonnie would mutter out uneasily before she turned to Chesna just as her face began to turn red. "...What kind of a doctor are ya again? She'd ask before noticing how Heather may have already figured out what the substance was.

"Uhmmm.... Heather.... L-Let's try not ta' jump ta' Conclusions here..." Bonnie would say with a nervous laugh as she began to pat Heather on the back, hoping to calm her down a bit before things got a little hectic.

Chesna looked very bored standing there with her arm held out. She didn't exactly care that these people were having their lives wrenched about like a dog's chew toy. Her arm had a dull ache and the accusations made her blink and she felt her eyes begin to glaze over. These people liked to talk. Why did she want to become a doctor? She wasn't sure and began to softly contemplate it while she was addressed, her eyes beginning to blink a little rapidly from one of the several medicines she had taken just to be able to perform in this shape. She was thankful that she didn't have to do any surgery.

She let out a thankful, yet annoyed sigh as Bonnie snatched the jar away from her. She didn't have time to clean her hand, she couldn't be bothered and these people would just have to understand.

When the substance on her hand was openly addressed, Chesna took her other finger and slid it across her hand to catch some of it and then stuck it in her mouth and sucked on her finger a bit. It was as if them seeing her taste it would show them that it was nothing that wasn't safe or shouldn't be there.

When Bonnie addressed her, Chesna sighed. "I'm a regular Doctor, the one who makes people not sick..." She let out a sigh and then turned around. "Whoever is immediate family can come see him for a few minutes but make it quick. Everyone else will have to come see him tomorrow."

And just like that she would walk back towards the hospital entrance with or without them.

As Bonnie suddenly wraps her arms around Heather, she would slightly stumble back while Bonnie cried up against her. Her tears caused Heather's eyes to begin to water up as well as she heard Bonnie's words. "Y..yeeah..you were right...Nothing's gonna be able to keep him down. Heather would say, a warm smile on her face as she would let her tears fall, that was up until Alessa pointed out the substance on Chesna's hand, leading to Bonnie examining it closer and Heather questioning Chesna

"Wh.." Heather lets out as she clenches her fists as Chesna seems to ignore her question. She even goes as far as to lick the substance off her fingers. Completely fuming, she would listen to the doctor answer Bonnie's question like it was nothing, almost with no emotion on her face as she would repeat her words from before about visiting hours.

"H-hold on a second! What the HELL!" Heather would let out, her anger clearly getting to her as she yelled at the doctor as she would simply turn and head towards the entrance. "I ASKED you a question!!" Heather would say as she would storm up to Chesna as they walked into the hospital, trying to grab her by the shoulder and turn her around.

"What exactly did you DO in there other than extract that bullet that would make you have THAT on your hand? You'll tell me exactly what it is as well!" Heather would let out, not holding back her frustration. "You'll let me in and let me stay by Clyde as long as I need to as well! I'm...I'm his wife, I deserve to see him as long as it takes! You don't even KNOW what I've been through."

Chesna let out a sigh at the angry yelling person trying to get her attention. These people sure were annoying, particularly this one who was apparently the patient's wife. One person gets a little bullet in them and everyone acts like it was the end of the world. She snuck her non sticky hand into her pocket and slipped a pill into her mouth before turning back around to look at Heather before sighing.

"You're very loud." Chesna muttered and rubbed her temples for a moment. The doctor would then lift up her hand, pointing her finger at Heather. "If you want to know..." Chesna would then try and shove her sticky finger into Heather's mouth. That would tell her exactly what it was, and hopefully shut her up for a few seconds.

"Doctor/Patient Confidentiality. I'm sorry, I'm afraid that I can't tell you anymore than this." She said in a monotone voice. "If you want to see your husband then follow me... quietly..." She said in a monotone voice.