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Phil was confused when Evan rolled off him and pulled the sheets up their bodies. Her back was pushed against the headboard as her eyes were locked on something across the room. What was she looking at? They were both so close to getting their release when she abruptly stopped out of nowhere.

"Damn it, Evan. What did you stop for?" He asked when he regained a bit of composure. "Evan!"

He was getting frustrated with her ignoring him. Things were going swimmingly for them. Growling in annoyance he grabbed her wrist, pulling her onto his lap.

"What is the matter with you?" Phil asked, his hazel eyes widened in anger.

Evan was about to say something when she was cut off.

"What the hell is going on?"

His anger was suddenly replaced with panic. That voice couldn't be mistaken for anybody else's. He knew exactly who that was and right now he was kicking himself in the ass. Why had he been dumb enough to give her a key? Especially, when Phil knew he was going to be spending a majority of his time with Evan.

"Beth." He whispered. "I know this looks bad."

The blonde stopped at the foot of the bed, her arms folded across her chest. Her face twisted in anger.

"Ya think?" She asked, her eyes on Evan. "And you, you fucking bitch! I trusted you! How could you sleep with my boyfriend?"

"Beth, this isn't the place to talk about it." Evan looked at her probably now former friend. "Let-"

"Oh, I'm sorry, did you guys want to finish?" Beth asked sarcastically. "How rude of me! Let me just go downstairs and let my boyfriend and his slut finish what they were doing. We can talk about this later!"

Phil knew this wasn't going to be easy. He had planned on breaking things off with Beth long ago, but she had found the extra key and thought it was for her. The excitement in her eyes made him feel bad, giving him no choice but to give her the key.

"Don't be like that, Beth." Phil sighed. "Give us five-"

"Be like what? Angry?" She shouted, smirking when she saw Evan jump a bit. "I have every fucking right to act like this. Don't for one second try to pull that bull shit on me."

"Just give us five minutes to get ourselves together." Evan got out of bed, holding the sheet against her tightly. "We'll be downstairs to explain everything to you."

Beth stepped towards her, intent on ripping her hair out by the roots. Any kind of pain she could inflict on her former friend would bring a smile to her face.

"You've lost your privilege to speak." Beth pointed at her.

Evan closed and slowly opened her eyes. Punk and her happening was a big surprise to them. Sure they had something in the past, but them being together in any sense again never occurred to either one of them.

"I get that you're upset, Beth, but that doesn't mean you can go around telling people what to do." Phil said, rolling his eyes.

Beth shook her head in disgust as she turned on her heel and leave them alone. Just when she reached the doorway she turned around to remind them that this wasn't over before heading for the stairs.

"How could we let this happen?" Evan whispered, her eyes scanning the room looking for her panties. "You said she wasn't supposed to be in town until tomorrow."

"That's what I thought." Phil muttered, sliding his boxers on. "I had a feeling I shouldn't have given her the key to my house. I didn't follow my instincts."

"Key? You gave her a key to your place, Punk?" Evan asked in disbelief. "One thing about cheating, you never ever give away the key to your place. Especially, when you plan on having the other person over."

He looked at her in utter amazement. This sweet girl that he had previously dated had really turned into something else since they last spoke to each other.

"We'll talk about this later." Punk walked over to her resting his hands on her hips. "The faster we get this done, the faster she'll leave."

Evan gave him a quick peck on the lips before pulling out of his hold. "I'll see you down there."

His girlfriend had caught him and Evan in bed together and things were surely going to turn to shit in a few minutes. For the life of him, he couldn't help but think of ravaging the woman that just walked away from him.

"God help me." Phil muttered.

"I can't believe you are fucking my boyfriend! Of all people to catch with him, you! I don't understand how you could have done this to me. To John." Beth shouted. "Never in a million years would I do that!"

Phil stopped in the hallway, not really wanting to go in there. The girls were fighting and the last thing he wanted was to be in there with them.

"Bullshit, Beth!" Evan shouted back. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but are you not divorced? If memory serves me right, your marriage ended because you slept with one of the superstars. Actually, you slept with a few them."

He could see the anger in Evan's eyes from her reflection in the mirror. Her hands were resting on her hips and she stared a whole into Beth, just waiting for some kind of response.

"I never slept with your boyfriend!"

"Ugh, but that doesn't change the fact that you are no better than I am." Evan replied. "Look, Phil and I have a history together. Did I ever think that I would be with him again? Not in a million years. Here we are. Its happening again."

Beth got in the brunette's face, about ready to snap at her. "That still doesn't explain why you were with my boyfriend you two timing whore."

That was his cue to step in and settle the matter.

"Allow me to explain." Punk stepped in between the girls. "Now, sit down and be quiet."

A/N: Punk's side of the story is next.