Way To Young

The Song is Garth Brooks, Ken Corday owns Days. I make no money off this in anyway. So no Sue!

I'm Way to Young to Feel this Damn Old.

Roman Brady sat upon his bed, watching his ex-wife sleep. Roman re-pressed a cough, he hadn't been feeling very good as of late. His body wasn't very happy about something, an Roman had no idea what it was.

This ol' highway's getting longer
Seems there ain't no end in sight
To sleep would be best


The only thing he could do was pray it would all work it's self out soon. Roman had other things on his mind, such as how to get the hell out of the damn castle Tony had them all stuck in. Roman had been trying to figure out a way out; of the castle since he had been placed in the same room as Doc.

Problem was Roman, didn't know certain things he needed to know. Roman wasn't sure if he an Doc were the only ones or how many of the others were with them. Roman would be dead before he left anyone behind, to spend god knew how long with Tony.

But I just can't afford to rest
I've gotta ride in Denver tomorrow night
I called the house

Tony had to be insane, as far as Roman was conerned no one. Not even Victor K, should be subjected to Tony an his insanity. At first Roman had been sure that help would be on the way. But as it had on the island time was dragging on slowly, they hadn't heard much since that last someone had been causing choas. Roman at the time had been sure it was Bo, his brother was going to save them all. As time slowly ticked away, Roman was still sure it had been Bo.

But no one answered
For the last two weeks
No one's been home

Roman had the feeling that if it had been Bo, his brother had not been at the castle to look for them. Bo must have been at the castle for some other reason. What this reason had been Roman didn't have a clue, it could have been anything. There was no way to know if any one would even be coming back.

I guess she's through with me
To tell the truth I just can't see
What's kept the woman holding on this long

Roman felt his stomic start up on him, damn if only his body would quit betraying him. Roman mental sighed, there wasn't much he could do except hope that his body could handle it on it's own. He sure as hell wasn't going to worry Doc. There was also no way in hell he'd tell Tony anything. Roman wasn't about to let Tony know he needed medical help. He wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of knowing he had even more control over things.

And the white line's getting longer
And the saddle's getting cold
I'm much too young
To feel this damn old

Things were bad enough as it was with that damn hidden cammera in Doc's penthouse. Hell things were bad enough with all of the wackos on Tony's pay roll running around town. Taking pictures and doing god knew what else that son of a bitch ording them to do. Roman was sick enough as it was. With out thinking about what else could be going on in town. He prayed that Sami an Kate were not at each others necks. Things were bad enough as it was, who knew what Sami would do if she was pushed.

All my cards are on the table
With no ace left in the hole
I'm much too young
To feel this damn old

Roman took a long breath, an coughed a little. He tried to stay quite, he didn't want to wake Doc, she had only just now gotten to sleep. Roman felt his head start to swim, things seemed to be getting worse. Roman hoped that this ment that things would then soon get better. Perhaps he should just lay back an close his eyes, mabe the pain would go away then.

The competition's getting younger
Tougher broncs
You know I can't recall
A worn-out tape of Chris LeDoux
Lonely women and bad booze
Seem to be the only friends
I've left at all

Roman decided that if he could just stand up, an streach then things would be ok. Roman slowly got up, but it did no good it only made him get dizzy. Roman tried to correct things but lost his balance compleatly an fell hard to the floor. Marlena was a woken by a thud, she quickly looked over an saw Roman laying on the floor not moving.

Marlena: "OH GOD!! ROMAN, PLEASE WAKE UP!"

And the white line's getting longer
And the saddle's getting cold
I'm much too young
To feel this damn old
All my cards are on the table
With no ace left in the hole
I'm much too young
To feel this damn old


Tony an Bart, came through the door so fast one would think they had been standing there the whole time. Bart looked over an saw the unmoving Roman an got a little green. Bart for his many faults, was in no way a fan of dead bodies or killing. Tony looked on wearly at first until he saw a bloodly gash on Roman's head. The two moved over to Roman as Marlena looked on shell shocked. They picked him up an begain to move him out of the room. Roman's eyes flipped open no one could be sure if he knew what was going on. Seeing as how his eyes were glassy an unfocused.

Roman:"...I'm...way...to...young to feel...this damn old.."

Roman then passed back out, Bart looked on in horror as blood came out of the side of Romans mouth. Marlena's eyes got huge then got small she crawled into a fetal possition an rocked.

Lord I'm much too young
To feel this damn old