King Barrett - You were trying to play Wade's favourite sport football, learning how to play probably and not be so frightened. He recommended that you try and shoot, and as you did, your foot rolled underneath you, and you fell to the floor, the snap very loud. You whimpered trying to not seem pathetic, as Wade ran towards you. "Y/N, are you alright?" You couldn't feel your foot, as you rolled over into his lap.

"My foot hurts." You whispered, the pain slightly unbearable. Wade picked you up and carried you to his car, grabbing a cushion to rest your foot in the car so he could safely get you to hospital. Every so often he'd check that you were fine and that the pain wasn't getting any worse, which you were very grateful for.

Seth Rollins - Being so sporty you put a lot of pressure on your body. For so many years your body had held up and supported you in whatever you did, but when you were on a trampoline one day, the force as you pushed up caused your knee to shoot out a lot of pain, as it looked almost floppy. You were by yourself, so shouted for someone to come and help you. A man who you didn't recognise came running up to you. "What's wrong? What's happened?" You weren't too sure what you had done to your knee, you just knew it hurt.

"I'm not too sure. My knee is sore though." The man ran off from where you were, and you thought you had been left alone. He came back moments later with a medic by his side, who helped you. The ambulance was phoned so that you could get an x ray on your knee. The pain was coming down, no thanks to the man that helped you. No one was with you, so he said he'd accompany you to the hospital. "I didn't even get your name." You told him.

"Seth." He simply replied.

Roman Reigns - Skiing was something you had done since you were a little girl, and so you decided to take Roman to the dry slopes, a few miles down the road from Pensacola. You were both so happy, and quickly got kitted up so you could get out there. "Alright babe, show me how its done." Seeing as you were with your boyfriend, you decided you'd show off a bit and ski a little too fast. "Careful Y/N!" Roman shouted but you didn't listen, until you got to the bottom and fell over onto your side straight onto your elbow. The pain was so numb you didn't realise exactly what happened until you saw Roman standing over you.

"That wasn't fun." You giggled, the pain not really bothering you to much, the adrenaline of it all acting like a sugar rush disguising the pain. "I can't believe I just did that." Roman was so surprised that you were laughing, he didn't quite understand how you weren't in pain. "I gotta admit though, that was insane." Roman thought you had suffered concussion or something as you were reacting so strange.

"You're so strange." Roman informed you, sitting on the dry slope with you.

Dean Ambrose - Dean was a bare knuckle fighter, and he tried to give you a lesson one day when you both got bored. "Hit this punch bag in the middle." He held it still, as you swung your arm back, trying to get your aim. As you punched you heard a crack in your fingers. You couldn't stop yourself from hitting the bag, and the impact reduced you to tears. "What was that crack?" Dean asked bewildered.

"My fingers." You whimpered, holding them close to your body. Dean tried to hold them and have a look at them. "Are they fractured?" You asked, slightly cringing at the sight of your three Knuckles swollen. Dean nodded making you cry a little more. "Can you grab me some ice please?" Dean ran into the kitchen, as you took a seat on the sofa, resting your hand on your lap. "Thank you." You whispered as you carefully placed the ice on your knuckles.

Ryback - Rolling down hills was something you always did, so when you and ryback had a picnic down at the park, you knew you had to try. "I'm gonna try doing forward rolls down the hill." You announced, steadying yourself, tucking your head in. You did about three before your neck went incredibly sore, but momentum meant you couldn't stop and had to keep rolling. Once you were at the bottom, you couldn't move your head or neck. You looked up trying to get Ryback's attention. He wasn't looking, so you screamed as loud as you could making him look down at you. "Ow!" You kept moaning, as you told Ryback what happened.

Unfortunately for you, the ambulance had to be called, as they put you in a neck brace to sort you out. You were so embarrassed as people stared at you from all around the park. "Maybe rolling down the hill wasn't such a good idea." Ryback teased. You didn't feel like laughing right now, so instead shot him an annoyed glance. He knew to be quiet as you got carried to the back of the ambulance. In hindsight you regretted trying to be smart and forward roll down the hill, even if at the time you didn't think you'd end up at the back of an ambulance.

Sami Zayn - You and Sami were playing a game of tennis, and he was most definitely enjoying watching you constantly running around after the ball. You were tired, and both your arms were quite sore. Sami returned the ball to the left of the court, and as you reached to return it, you felt a loud crunch in your upper shoulder. "Oh my god!" You screamed throwing the racket in anger. Sami came running up to you, as your arm flopped beside you.

"Quick, let me put it back in place babe, squeeze my top when it hurts." Sami moved your arm around a bit, as you squeezed down hard on his top, careful not to rip the material. After a couple of minutes you heard another click in your shoulder as it was back in place. "We still need to get you checked out though." You sighed, making him chuckle, as his top looked a lot baggier then it did before you hurt your shoulder.

Finn Balor - Trying to impress your boyfriend wasn't always the smartest thing to do, which you soon found out earlier by climbing a rock climbing wall without a harness. Finn knew it was a bad idea, and was desperate for you to come down, but you knew best. That was until you fell hitting your head on the ground. Finn's heart stopped at the sight of you lying on the ground, as he rushed over to see you. You were absolutely dazed and had no idea what was going on, and Finn immediately knew you had concussion. "We need to take you to the hospital."

At the hospital they asked you a few procedure questions, and you struggled to think of a response. "I don't know." You kept replying unsure as to exactly what was going on. The doctors thought it could be something more, but all you wanted to do was go home and rest. Finn was always by your side, holding your hand silently pleading with you to give the correct answer. You could see the hurt in his eyes seeing you in this way. "I'm sorry, I really don't know." You sadly smiled.

Sheamus - "Can you teach me the Brogue Kick?" You asked Sheamus, as you trained with him in the ring. He agreed showing where on their body you needed to hit and how to do it safely. You listened and took everything in. You tried it on a dummy first, and as you raised your left leg, yourright foot slid across the ring, bending backwards into a horrible position. You fell, snapping your foot underneath your weight. Sheamus was immediately by your side. You are so embarrassed that you couldn't do it, you just wanted everyone to leave you alone.

"Don't worry, we're going to get you sorted out." He reminded you, careful to move you too quickly in case it caused you more damage. Your foot was so painful, and all you wanted was for someone to tell you the inevitable, you had broken your foot trying to do a Brogue Kick. The sound of it made you cringe in humiliation, as you thought about all the things your boyfriend could be thinking about you right now.

Tyson Kidd - It sounded a lot more gruesome then it actually was. You played netball a lot, and one match when you were defending you jumped and landed awkwardly on your ankle. It didn't hurt too much, until you tried to run again. Your scream could be heard from miles away, as the players around you quickly helped you off court. Tyson was away with work, so you were by yourself. It was nothing serious, just frequent ice, but jobs around the house suddenly seemed so much more difficult. The following day when you heard a knock at the door, you limped over, your ankle incredibly sore. "Tyson!" You exclaimed as you opened up the door to see your husband with flowers.

"Hey babe." He walked in, pulling you into a tight hug, careful of hurting your ankle. "Surprise." You couldn't believe your husband was here with you, as you took the flowers out of his hand. "Let's sit you back down." Tyson scooped you up and carrying you to the sofa so you could relax again. He placed your legs onto his lap, holding your ankle comfortingly as you told him a more detailed explanation as to what happened.

Neville - Ice skating was never a good idea in your eyes but Neville was eager for the two of you to go. You weren't enjoying it, no matter how encouraging Neville was for you to give it a go. He pulled you around the ice, as you carefully moved your feet. "Try by yourself." He said to you, as you skated forward with no control. It wasn't long before you smashed your knee on the gate of the rink and taking onto the ice damaging it further. Your knee was numb with pain, as Neville skated over to you. "Maybe skating was such a good idea."

"Can we just go and get my knee sorted." You pleaded with him, as a few other people came to help you off the ice. You were pretty sure you'd at least fractured your knee, and knew you'd be out of work for a few days. "This is your fault." You shouted at Neville as he held your hand as your boots were taken off your feet. Neville drove the car round to take you to the hospital, as you ignored him, giving him the silent treatment for taking you on the ice in the first place.

"I'm sorry." He begged with you, placing a hand on your leg.

Randy Orton - You were at the park with your young daughter, pushing her down the slide. Your hands were on the barrier making sure she didn't fall, and as she came down she stopped next to you, trapping your finger between her and the slide. You needed to get home and ice it, as you knew you'd done something to it. All the way home Y/D/N would be tugging on your hand causing shoots of pain, as she wanted your attention.

You got home, and gave your daughter straight to Randy, grabbing ice. "What happened?" He asked you, as to explained what had happened. He couldn't help but laugh slightly, making you laugh a bit as to how stupid it sounded. He sat next to you, your daughter on his lap. "Y/D/N, are you gonna kiss mummy's finger better?" He asked her, as she leaned down kissing your finger, hugging you.

Brock Lesnar - Brock was away on tour, and so you took it as a good opportunity to tidy the mansion up a bit. You blasted Beyonce through the house, singing along as you tidied up. You dance through into the kitchen, unaware of the puddle of water on the floor, making you skid through the room and smash your side on the table. Pain shot through your ribs, as you rang your best friend up with your phone in your pocket to help you. It turned out you broke three ribs, and knew you had to ring Brock. You let him in from you of his day, before he asked how you were. "Let's just say, I now have three broken ribs." You swore you could hear him sigh in the background.

"What am I going to do with you?" He asked you. You could tell he found it amusing, which you didn't particularly find funny. "As long as you are alright now, and that Y/F/N is looking after you that's all that matters." Y/F/N had agreed to spend a few days in the spare bedroom making sure that you would be alright before leaving you on your own. "I've got to go babe, but get well soon, love you." He hurried off the phone as duty called, as you felt relieved that you were now in the healing process.

Dolph Ziggler - "Dolph, watch where you're going!" You screamed as your husband got slightly overexcited by the song on the radio. It was the last thing you said before your car turned in the middle of the road and you hit the barrier on the side of the road. Immediately, your eyes shut and everything around you became empty. The last thing you heard was Dolph whisper your name.

You awoke to see numerous machines surrounding you, and different things plugged into your body. "Y/N?" Dolph was sat to your right, his callous hand wrapped around yours. Everything was still a bit of a blur to you. "I'm so sorry I put you in this position. It's all my fault." You couldn't exactly remember what had happened. Your body still felt slightly strange to you, as you placed a hand on your ribs. "You've got a punctured lung, but the doctors said it is nothing to worry about and that you'll be fine." He whispered, a couple of tears in his eyes, as he kissed your temple.