Post by Stephon Davis on Jun 30, 2015 21:38:15 GMT -6
"I'm fine, Mommy. Stop worryin'."
It was late into the night and Titan was officially over. The son of the Commissioner of course never made it through the entire broadcast as he was transported to a local hospital immediately following his match. It was at the aforementioned hospital where Stephon now talked on his cellphone as he reclined somewhat comfortably on a gurney.
"The doctors say my knee was just hyper-extended. I've had worse injuries on the football field. Remember that time in my junior year in high school and I broke my collarbone?"
He looked down at his bandaged knee, listening to his mother.
"No, she's not here with me, Mommy. I don't think that Amanda and I will be gettin' back together. I mean I've been tryin' and tryin' to talk to her but she just ignores my calls and makes sure that we're not in the same place at the same time. And if by chance we are, she makes sure that I can't make it one hundred feet around her before she hightails it away."
He listens intently to the voice on the receiver.
"I do love her, Mommy. I love her with all of my heart."
Whatever is said, it brings a smile to the first ever Trouble Trax Heavyweight Champion.
"Thanks, Mommy. I'll call you in a few days. Love you."
Ending the call, Stephon rests the cellphone on his chest just as America Vaughn sticks her head through the curtain of the room.
America: Knock, knock.
Smiling over at her, Stephon beckons her into the room.
Stephon: Come on in, America. I'm glad you're still here.
America Vaughn
It was late into the night and Titan was officially over. The son of the Commissioner of course never made it through the entire broadcast as he was transported to a local hospital immediately following his match. It was at the aforementioned hospital where Stephon now talked on his cellphone as he reclined somewhat comfortably on a gurney.
"The doctors say my knee was just hyper-extended. I've had worse injuries on the football field. Remember that time in my junior year in high school and I broke my collarbone?"
He looked down at his bandaged knee, listening to his mother.
"No, she's not here with me, Mommy. I don't think that Amanda and I will be gettin' back together. I mean I've been tryin' and tryin' to talk to her but she just ignores my calls and makes sure that we're not in the same place at the same time. And if by chance we are, she makes sure that I can't make it one hundred feet around her before she hightails it away."
He listens intently to the voice on the receiver.
"I do love her, Mommy. I love her with all of my heart."
Whatever is said, it brings a smile to the first ever Trouble Trax Heavyweight Champion.
"Thanks, Mommy. I'll call you in a few days. Love you."
Ending the call, Stephon rests the cellphone on his chest just as America Vaughn sticks her head through the curtain of the room.
America: Knock, knock.
Smiling over at her, Stephon beckons her into the room.
Stephon: Come on in, America. I'm glad you're still here.
America Vaughn
