So since I haven't updated BH in a while due to school, I give you a *sorta* Matticho fic! Yes, it is short because I have a *looks at homework paper* 3-4 page essay to type. O_o. Enjoy guys!


Matt was sitting on his hotel room's bed crying. It happened again, he lost another guy. His relationship with John Morrison had gone down in flames. He hated this feeling. This feeling like no matter what, he would live the rest of his life alone. He wouldn't have a family, no kids or husband there with him. Why does it happen? Everyone says how "amazing" a guy he is. Why doesn't it seem like it?

He got up and went to his bag to pull a shirt on and go for a walk but, pictures of him and John spilled out. He began to sob harder. The pictures were of them kissing, hugging or just them being them. He took the pictures and ripped them, just like his heart had been ripped. He got a shirt and cried even harder. It was his shirt. It still even smelled like him. Matt ripped it and just grabbed a button up shirt that he knew was his and left.

Matt walked around the hotel's grounds. He remembered how it fell apart.

FLASHBACK

Matt walked up to John and his house with roses. He was gonna propose to John after being with him for a year. He was so nervous to ask John the big question. He entered the house to find it too quiet. He looked around and headed up their bedroom. He gasped at the sight.

Jeff and John stop kissing to see Matt at the door.

"Matt-t i-it isn't-" Jeff tried to say, but Matt cut him off.

"What the hell?!" Matt yelled as Jeff and John struggled to put their clothes on. Jeff walks up to Matt and puts his hands up.

"Matt, we-it-"

"Get the fuck out Jeff."

"Matty please-" he was cut off when Matt slapped him and pointed to the door. Jeff, holding his cheek exited the room and left the house. Matt looked back at John. John had the covers wrapped around his waist.

"Why John? Why did you? I thought you said loved me." Matt said with a hint of pain in his voice. John was about to open his mouth but he was cut off.

"God John I loved you! I protected you! Why? I thought we were happy! I thought you were happy." Matt's voice cracked. John put his pants on and spoke.

"Matt I just-I just fell out of love…" His voice trailed off. Matt looked at him and before he knew it he threw the roses in his face.

"Get out John. Get the fuck out." John nodded and left. Matt sunk to the ground and let his tears fall. It happened again. He knew it, he knew he was nothing more than a good fuck. He picked up a picture of John and himself smiling. He threw it at the door and sobbed harder. He took out the ring and went to the bathroom. He flushed it down the toilet.

He wiped his tears and grabbed his car keys and left. That house was no longer a home.

End Flashback

Matt was now sitting on the ground. He didn't hear someone walk up to him.

"Hey Matts. Why are you crying?" Chris Jericho said sitting next to him.

"No reason." Matt muttered.

"Matt, what happened? Was it John?" He frowned when Matt shook his head yes.

"He cheated on me…with Jeff." Chris' jaw dropped and took Matt's hand and spoke.

"That bitch. Matt listen he is a jerk. Why would he do that to you? "

"Because I'm worthless."

"Matt you are not. Come on let me bring you to your room." Chris got Matt up and asked Matt which room he was staying at. Matt told him in a tired voice. Chris spent the next ten whole minutes just trying to find the room. After he finally found it, he took Matt's key card and opened the door. He helped Matt in to the bed and began to talk.

"Go to sleepy Matt." Chris said pushing Matt's hair back.

"Okay. Chris can you stay? Please. I can't b-be alone." Matt said. Chris nodded and crawled in next to him. He pulled Matt close and kissed him on his forehead.

"It'll be fine Matts. I promise." Matt smiled softly. He knew when Chris made promises he kept them. Always.