My Kinda Party

John nodded. "Yeah." He said softly.

Carter grabbed John's phone and called Nolee, "Sis hey-"

"What the hell did you beat Jerry up for?" Nolee asked.

"Look John's in the hospital-"

"Yeah I know, he told me you two jumped him in the hall. I thought you were my friends!"

John frowned, hearing the conversation. He sighed sadly. He knew Nolee wouldn't believe them...

Carter frowned, "Jerry was the one who attacked us!"

Nolee scoffed, "Whatever. Don't come around anymore until you either have proof or it's an emergency!"

John sighed and looked up at Carter. "I knew she'd say that-" John was cut off as his eyes rolled in the back of his head, his body convulsing and thrashing wildly as he went into a seizure...

Carter screamed for a doctor as he closed his phone, going into panick mode. He sat there, watching as the doctors tried to help him, completely terrified adn feeling useless.

They stabilized John, putting him asleep for now and putting him in a neck brace, that way if he had anther seizure, he wouldn't injure his neck. It was a sad sight to see... all because Jerry had something against him and Carter.

Carter held his hand, sobbing. "C'mon Johnny boy...pull through fer me..."

John weakly, and slightly squeezed Carter's hand, still asleep though. Thank god he wasn't in a coma, though it had come close to that...

Carter sobbed, "I swear, I ain't gonna stop til Jerry's as bad off as yeh are...

John squeezed his hand again. He could hair, but his eyelids were too heavy to open. He wanted Nolee to be here... see what Jerry had done to him...

Carter held his hand, refusing to let go.

((Do you mind being Jerry? If not...))

Nolee looked up from her food as she sat at brunch, "Daddy...did you really hurt Johnny? What happened to make them attack you? I know John. He wouldn't do it without reason..."

Jerry though quickly for an answer. "Well maybe you don't know him as well as you think you do. Maybe he is that type of person." He said, sticking with that answer.

"He's my best friend daddy...I should go see him..." Nolee hesitated.

"Why? He beat me. Him and his boyfriend. But fine, go see him if you must..." Jerry sighed.

"Why didn't you tell me Carter was my brother?" Nolee blurted out.

Jerry sighed. "Because he's no good. He's bad news and a low life, and I didn't want him messing with your life. You're happy. You don't need him."

"Wh...why's he such a low life?" Nolee asked, biting her lower lip.

Jerry sighed. "He doesn't have a job, barely has any money. I bet he's a whore, jus like you're friend Hennigan..." He said, the last part slipping out.

"Dad Johnny isn't a whore!" Nolee defended, angrily.

Jerry mentally cursed. "I didn't mean... well... Sweetie, I mean... he has a reputation..."

"That doesn't mean anything!" Nolee said, defending her friend.

"I just don't understand why you would hang out with someone can't keep his legs closed! I raised you better than that!" He said angrily.

"What if you found out I wasn't a virgin? What if you found out I did things with Jack Swagger!?" Nole growled.

"Compared to the hundreds of men John's let between his legs, that's nothing." Jerry grumbled.