Chapter 3 takes place in the present people

Evan POV

My shoulder ached and my sling was irritating the living hell out of me. I hate this; then again, I didn't have it as bad as Kaylee. Poor girl, she has to work with Hogan and Bischoff. I sighed and lied down on my couch and turned the T.V. on. I scrolled through my D.V.R, nothing, again.

I chuckled at the thought of when I started on ECW. Kaylee said it was hardcore and didn't stay in one building which meant I would travel. I had told her everything about that night in a letter which would make me laugh. I had said if I could get on Raw of Smackdown I would celebrate with her. Of course I would. She was my best friend/sister, long story, tell you later. Still is to this day.

A knock day on the door brought me back to the present. I got up and opened the door. The next thing I knew I was being carried without my permission. I looked up to see…Why in the blue fire of hell is Randy Orton carrying me?

"What are you doing here?" I asked as calmly as possible. How does he know where I live anyway?

"Making sure you are okay, problem with that?" He replied.

"Yes, I didn't tell you where I live." I answered. "How did you find out anyway?"

"Your hyper-active girlfriend told me and I made sure she wasn't lying when I asked Vince."

"You asked Kaylee, and Vince, when you could have asked Cena?"

"Cena knows you live here?" He asked looking down at me, startled.

"Yes, and Kaylee isn't my girlfriend, she is just a friend."

"Can I ask a question?"

"You just did."

"What is it with you and Kaylee, when she came by she had that gauzed hand, and she called you Matt, why is that?"

That caught me off guard. Why would he need to know that? I looked at him like he was insane. I looked away. I knew I had feelings for him. I hated this, why can't I just tell him. "It's…a long story."

"I got time." He said as he sat me down on the couch and sat beside me.

"Well to understand you have to know my back story, and Kaylee's. We grew up here in this house with my parents. Kaylee's parents died when she was only a month old. Our parents were good friends so she grew up with me. Of course when we were younger we loved wrestling, and dreamed of being wrestlers when we grew up. When we were sixteen we left and joined the independent circuit.

"We got TNA contracts soon after and when we decided to take them we met some super stars. I got caught up with the wrong guy, Allen Jones; he became my boyfriend and treated me like I have never been treated. But then he and Kaylee got a feud. He crushed her right ankle into pieces. I asked him if he had to take it that far and he said he had to, to keep me from being with her.

"Of course Kaylee being Kaylee, she became friends with Raven, or as we called him, Uncle Scott. He went after Allen and said he could have ended her career that was Allen's goal though. I tried to keep him calm but he ended up abusing me. I left and joined the independent circuit again. He followed me though. But when I got a job on ECW I was happy, because TNA and WWE have this agreement."

"And what agreement is that?" He asked.

"TNA and WWE workers are not allowed to show up at each other's company until at least ninety days after being fired." I answered. "And I quit in 2005. I hadn't been to TNA in nearly three years. And before you say that Kaylee was in violation of the agreement she wasn't. They had made it specific to us that we are not allowed to go to the events.

"And when Kaylee came back to TNA in 2007 at Slammiversary, Scott was not…Scott, he was in a different state of mind." I said this in a morbid tone hoping I wouldn't have to explain. "And now TNA isn't TNA it's WCW all over again." I sighed and looked at Randy.

"What do you mean it's 'WCW all over again'?"

"Just that Hogan and Bischoff have control over TNA; they are going to drive it into the ground."

"And the traveling part?"

"We stayed in this place called 'The Asylum'. Don't do it."

"Jeez and people called me insane." He chuckled.

"No it was called that because they had some insane matches there."

"Oh, really, is that so?"

"Yes it is, because they would not let TNA end without blood spilling. And besides back then we were both jobbers."

"At least you get to live your dream."

"Oh and you don't?"

"Not all of it."

"Oh, really, what's missing?"

"Someone in my life that I love, of course that person would never like me back."

"Describe this person."

"Well he likes to hang out with Cena, would like to make a bigger impact, and had to fight everyday to get where he is now. He has a sister named Kaylee, wants to kill some guy named Allen, and calls Raven Uncle Scott." He said. Wait, he just described me. Why in the blue fire of hell is he in love with me?

"Well I am in love with this guy who has tattoos all over his arms, feuds very often with Cena, was in Rated RKO, and Evolution, and is sitting right next to me." I said. I looked at Randy, who smiled and carefully pulled me next to him, being careful of my bad arm.

Just then the door swung open and a blur ran up the stairs and down the hall. After the blur Jay walked in.

"Excuse, I have to make sure your sister doesn't do anything stupid that might severely injure her, or cause death." He said. "And congrats Randy we don't have to listen to you whine day in and day out." Then Jay walked up the stairs.

"Did you give her coffee?" I asked as he headed up the stairs. He stopped and looked at me.

"Well I didn't give it to her that was Richards fault." I looked at him like he was insane.

"Who is Richards?" Randy asked me.

"Stevie Richards." I answered. Then Jay came down the stairs with my coffee high sister shaking his head.

"Sorry about the inconvenience. Stevie decided to torture Scott by giving her coffee." Jay apologized.

I just shook my head. Jay whispered something in her ear. She ran over to Randy kissed and him on the cheek.

"Welcome to the family!" she exclaimed. "And Matt, Uncle Scott said to tell you hi, so hi." she spoke fast really and was practically vibrating of the ground.

"And that, Randy is why you don't give Kaylee or Evan coffee," Jay said. "And because Scott might, no, will kill you."

"Has he given you coffee?" Randy asked me. I nodded my head smiling.

"We get up and after about five minutes we are hyper. That's why don't drink coffee." I explained.

"What happened to you?" Jay laughed. His arm was in a sling too.

"Phil put me in the anaconda vice and wouldn't let go and then ran me into the ring post." I explained.

"Wait was did this dude have a tattoo that says 'straight edge'?" Kaylee asked.

"Yes…" Randy said.

"Ha, it was Uncle Scott's bitch." Kaylee laughed.

"We are leaving now bye." Jay said, dragging Kaylee off. After the door closed Randy turned to me.

"Your family scares me." Randy said, wide eyed.

"You have yet to meet Uncle Scott." I said.

"I don't think I do." Randy said.

"Don't worry. He's nice and won't kill anyone unless he's told." I explained. "And Cena knows him."

"Lucky him, can he kill Barrett."

"No he can't, the agreement."

"Fuck that."

I shook my head. "I can't wait 'til you meet Scott."

He turned to me. "I am not meeting Scott!" he exclaimed.

I just laughed. "If you want to actually be part of this family you might have to."

He just started mumbling to himself. "And the house why tear apart the roof?"

"If you must know, Kaylee and I did that back when I was with Allen to piss him off."

"Why?"

"I told you, to piss him off, and it worked. And the roof is fixed."

"You do scare me at times."

"But you'll live."

"Hopefully." I just laughed at that.

=.O *twitch twitch* this chapter can suck it! I hated it.

Evan: I liked it

Randy: Are you sure you are sane?

Me and Evan: nope

Randy: how do I live with you people?

Shawn: get over it

Shannon: Kaylee what song did we dance to last night?

Me: no clue but I can play a song

Shannon: please

Me: okay non *Shannon has a multitude of nicknames in this case it is non*

Shannon: Who's to know if your soul will fade at all?

Me: the one you sold to fool the world

Evan: You lost your self esteem along the way yeah

Randy: Good god you're coming up with reasons

Shannon: good god you're draggin' it out

Evan: good god it's the changing of the seasons

Me: I feel so raped so follow me down and just…

Randy: fake it if you're out of direction

Shannon: fake it if you don't belong here

Evan: Fake it if you feel like infection

Me: extra points and a shout out in the next chapter if you guess the song it should be pretty easy.

and there is a poll up for a new story you want and i am writing a lot faster now so i'll probably update the new story once maybe twice every week