Sasha Banks' Twin Sister

Chapter 24: Recovery *Mini Chapter*

Vivian's P.O.V.

Turns out, I had multiple injuries from my match with Ronda. I had three broken ribs, a severely bruised arm, a concussion, a sprained wrist, and a slight knee injury. Luckily, I will be out for only two months. I had to relinquish the Raw Women's Championship. There was a tournament and the winner ended up being Bayley. All of the ladies have been sending me 'Get Well Soon' cards, even the guys.

Jon has been taking great care of me. Right now, we were in Miami, living there in a rental house for a while. It's close to the rehab center where I have been doing my physical therapy. I have 5 hour sessions every day for five days. On Saturday and Sunday, I stay here at the house with Jon. He has never left my side other than to go to the gym or the bathroom or to take a shower.

Right now, we were in the living room, watching some movies. My ribs were heavily bandaged, my wrist was in a cast, and my knee had a brace on it. I had to use a crutch. My red and purple bruises lingered on my right arm. I even had a black eye. I don't want to struggle as much, whenever I need something from the store, Jon goes and gets it for me.

"Babe, you okay?" Jon asked me as I cuddled close to him. "Being out of action sucks." I said as he stroked my long, purple hair. He nodded his head in understanding. "I know, Vivi. I know. But, don't stress out about it. Just 6 more weeks to go." he told me before kissing my head.

I looked up and gazed into his blue eyes. "You really know how to make me feel better." I told him as I traced his lips with my finger. He chuckled as he ran his fingers softly around my black eye. "I'm sorry you had to go through that." he told me. I shook my head. "It's okay. I did what every fighting champion does. I make challenges and don't back down from any." I explained.

"God, I love you so much." he told me. "I love you more." I replied. He smiled before he gently kissed me. I kissed him back with just as much passion. He slid a hand under my shirt, avoiding my bandaged ribs. I moaned as his lips began to kiss my neck. I gripped his hair, my body filled with pleasure. I gasped as he found my sensitive spot. I felt him chuckle and smirk against my skin before he began marking me.

I bit my lip as he held the back of my head gently. I wanted him badly. I really did so bad. But, being injured, I knew it couldn't happen. Maybe once I recover, we will take it to the next level. I can tell he wanted it too, but he understood now wasn't the right time.

He pulled away before we smiled at each other. He pressed his forehead against mine. "I feel much better now." I told him as we laughed. "Just wait until you're cleared and well. I'm going to do to you what I've been wanting to do ever since we got back together." he told me. I smirked as I ran a hand across his clothed abs and muscles.

"Ooh, I can't wait."

We laughed before I cuddled into him. My head rested on his chest as his arm was around my waist. I clutched his shirt with one hand while he went back to stroking my hair. I felt him kiss my forehead before we went back to watching a marathon of old school matches with Stone Cold, Undertaker, Lita, Trish, etc.