Chapter Four Disclaimer: Same chapter disclaimers from the previous chapters apply. I don't own either of the Hardy brothers, or Shannon Moore. Any WWE Superstar or Diva, past or present, that you recognize, I do not own. Krys is my property. She is my property, and any other in this story and future stories you do not recognize are my property, unless proper credit is given.

Note: This story has mentions of sexual situations. If this offends you, please do not read. This story will also feature in future chapters adult language that would not be suitable for younger readers. This story is for Mature audiences only. If you are not a Mature level reader, or, if you don't have an eye for stories with profanity usage or sexual overtones, please do not read my fics.

Extra Note: There are two point of view sections in this chapter. First is Krys', which is the first person POV. Then it is Shannon's, from a third person POV. Enjoy!

A while later (about a half hour), I'm awakened from my sleep from an urgent pounding on my door. I slowly get up and walk over to the door and look out the peephole. There stood an angry Shannon.

Instantly, I start to get angry. How dare he show his disgusting face ANYWHERE near me after what he did? I think angrily. Whatever. I open the door and gave him an icy smile. "Hi."

"Don't hi me. Where the HELL were you?" he shouted as he stomped into my room. "I waited for you for over an hour and you never showed!"

"SHUT UP!" I scream at him. Then my voice goes back to its icy tone. "Obviously you weren't thinking about me when you were kissing that rat!"

"What rat? What the hell are you talking about?"

"What I'm talking about, Shannon DEAR, is you kissing someone other than me! I'm not stupid, I know what I saw. I showed up on time right after SmackDown in your locker room to find you joined at the lips to some SLUT!"

"Well at least SHE puts out!"

"Did you ever stop to THINK that MAYBE I'm not ready to have sex yet. Now I know why. It's 'cause I was gonna get screwed by an ass who only wants to get in my pants!"

Shannon smirks nastily. "With half the things you do, I wouldn't be surprised if you were screwing every guy in my band! Not to mention in the WWE!"

Oh, that did it! "YOU BASTARD!" I scream. And I smack him. HARD. As I see the red handprint on his cheek, he slowly turns his head to look at me. The anger and horror on his face was indescribable, and I run out of the hotel room before he can do anything.

I run straight to Matt's room, pounding on the door and crying out his name. When the door opens, I collapse into Matt's arms, sobbing and clinging to him as though he was my lifeline.

"Krys? Krys, calm down. It's all right," Matt said as he helped me into his suite and onto the couch. Softly he whispered words of comfort and stroked my hair as I cried on his shirtless chest.

Eventually, I calm down and I try to get myself together. I just cling to Matt, not wanting to let go of his warm body. A second later, I move away and met his deep chocolate brown eyes.

"What happened?" Matt asked softly and patiently. "What's wrong this time?"

I take a deep, shaky breath. "Shannon came into my room, and we had a fight. I told him what I saw and he said that she put out. When I told him that I wasn't ready, he said that with the things I did, he wouldn't have been surprised if I was doing everyone from the band and in the WWE!" I start to cry again and Matt hugs me, feeling a strange vibe going through his veins.

Slowly Matt pulls away and I shudder. As soon as I start to shudder, I feel Matt's lips press against mine, and his tongue sliding into my mouth to meet my own. At first, I was shocked, but I quickly recover by moaning softly and wrapping my arms around his neck.

That was it for Matt. Once I put my arms around his neck, he breaks the kiss and looks at me. The lust in my eyes was only matched to the lust in his. He picks me up and carries me into his bedroom, kissing me all the while. He gently laid me down on the bed and then joined me. That night was one of the best nights of my life, for I discovered love and passion like no other as we made love time after time. Afterwards, as we kissed one final time, Matt wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close. I rested my head on his warm chest, feeling his heartbeat as he breathed. As I drifted off to sleep in Matt's arms, I thought of only one thing: What goes from here?

(Early morning) 5:00 am

During this time, Shannon was upset. He didn't mean to say the things he said. But he was upset that Krys had blown up at him so suddenly when he only wanted an explanation for why she stood him up.

He walked around the wrestlers' and Divas' rooms looking for her. He knew she was friends with guys like APA, Billy Kidman, R.V.D., and Triple H; and friends with all the Divas. He went to all of their rooms asking if they'd seen her. They'd all said they hadn't seen her since after Smack Down went off.

He went to Jeff's room next. Jeff hadn't met her personally, but knew what she looked like from a picture Shannon had shown him. Jeff said that he hadn't seen her and told him to ask Matt. Shannon thanked him and went to Matt's room.

As he knocked on Matt's door, he noticed that the door was open. He looked around the halls and then went inside and closed the door.

The lights were on, but there was no sound in the room. So Shannon went on, calling Matt's name. When Shannon got to Matt's bedroom, the door was closed and there was no sound, so Shannon figured and thought that his friend was sleeping.

Shannon softly knocked on the door. No answer. So he knocked again, this time, a little louder. Still no answer.

Shannon started to get worried, so he softly opened the door. The lights from the living room illuminated the bed. Shannon took a step forward and gasped. The sight that awaited him enraged and sickened him at the same time.

Krys was in bed with Matt! And by the looks of it, they'd had a very pleasurable night.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Shannon bellowed, waking Matt and Krys up.