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She'd kissed him back. Jade had actually kissed him back. That's all Morrison could think about. Jade's lips on his, her arms around his neck. She tasted so good. But, in that one moment, he'd betrayed his best friend. Did he feel guilty? That was the thing. Morrison didn't feel an ounce of guilt. He just wanted to kiss Jade over and over again. But, he couldn't do that. Jade was his best friend's girl. He had to respect that. Regardless of how great his feelings her. And they sure were great.
Why did she have to be so beautiful? Why did her lips taste so sweet? Morrison collapsed onto his hotel bed, letting out a frustrated groan. It didn't seem fair. One day, Miz would get what was coming to him. Lying to Jade was going to bite him in the ass. Morrison would make sure that day came. Preferably soon. Was he going to tell Miz about the kiss? That was debatable. Sure, Miz deserved to know. But, what if he took his anger out on Jade? Morrison couldn't live with that.
Unless Jade had already told him and Miz was on his way to kill him. No. That was unlikely. Jade knew the consequences of telling Miz. But, he deserved to know. Morrison couldn't get to sleep. Not with the guilt burdening him. Yeah, Miz was an asshole. But, Jade was his girlfriend. Morrison shouldn't have kissed her. Especially when she was so hurt and upset. That made him feel even more low. The Shaman of Sexy stared at the ceiling, praying for sleep. Once sleep finally came, Morrison felt someone shaking him.
He let out a groan, pulling the covers away from his face. The guilt instantly returned once he saw that Miz was standing over him. From the look in his eyes, Morrison could tell that his best friend needed advice. He had a feeling that it had to do with Jade. Maybe he already knew about the kiss. No. That was impossible. Miz would've freaked. Morrison finally understood what this was all about once he noticed Miz's bruised lip. The bastard cheated on Jade! Morrison frowned, realizing that Miz was sneaking around with Kelly. It really made him sick.
"Don't gimme that look," Miz rolled his eyes.
"You cheated on Jade!" Morrison snapped.
"So?"
"Abusing her isn't enough for you?"
"Shut up."
"You're not even guilty, are you?"
Morrison shifted his eyes when he said the word 'guilty'. He felt even more guilty for kissing Jade. Miz watched as his best friend looked away. Was he hiding something too? Now Miz's temper was rising. Morrison had no reason to keep anything from him. Unless it had to do with Jade. That's what pissed him off. It had to do with Jade and he knew it. But, what was Morrison hiding? Miz honestly had no clue. Would it hurt him? Yes. He could tell just by the way Morrison was avoiding his gaze. Miz took a deep breath, letting his anger dissipate. He needed to relax.
"I kissed Jade," Morrison muttered.
"You what?" Miz asked.
"Jade. I kissed her last night."
"She kiss you back?"
"Yeah."
"You bastard."
"Oh, I'm a bastard? I don't beat the living hell out of her!"
That's when Miz lost control. He punched Morrison in the face, tackling him to the grounded. He kept punching until he realized what he was doing. That's when he realized he was angry with Jade; not Morrison. The angry Chick Magnet stormed out of the hotel, driving to the arena. He knew Jade was already there. She'd left before he even woke up just so she could meet up with Michelle McCool. Or did she go to see Punk? Miz kept getting angrier and angrier. He couldn't control it anymore. He'd snapped once again.
Jade was just stepping out of the shower in the locker room when Miz stormed in. she smiled at him, not noticing his anger at first. She started drying herself off as she got dressed. Miz tried focusing on the curves of her body, not wanting to lose control and hurt her. But, it was too late. He was too angry. He just kept picturing Morrison with his tongue down Jade's throat. Jade looked up again, seeing the anger in her boyfriend's eyes. She felt her whole body tense up as Miz moved closer to her. He was ready to lose it and that scared the hell out of her.
"Did you like it when he kissed you?" Miz asked, shoving Jade.
"Mike, it was a mistake," Jade replied, tears forming in her eyes.
"A mistake? You kissed him back!"
Miz kept shoving Jade until she was backed up against the wall. He slapped her across the face, grabbing her by the hair. Jade sobbed, begging Miz to let her go. All the times he'd hurt her, she'd beg him to stop. He never did. Her begging always seemed to make him even angrier. Jade felt her heart beating faster and faster as she tried to prepare herself for Miz's next hit. Miz threw Jade to the ground, but she got to her feet before he could kick her. This only caused his anger to get worse. Miz grabbed Jade by the throat and forcefully shoved her. Jade tripped and hit her head on one of the lockers, falling to the ground. Still seething, Miz kicked her. She didn't move. He kicked her again. Nothing.
Miz dropped to his knees next to Jade. He shook her a few times before realizing that she was unconscious. He didn't know what to do. This was bad, it was really bad. What should he do? He stood over Jade's unconscious body, frozen in fear. He had to act fast. No one could know about this. Especially Morrison. Miz panicked and quickly darted out of the locker room. Somebody would Jade. Eventually. He knew it was wrong to leave her, but he'd freaked out. He'd really hurt her this time. It made him sick to his stomach. What kind of monster was he?
"Have you seen Jade?"
Morrison knew that Kelly was the wrong person to ask that to. But, he needed to talk to Jade and couldn't find her anywhere. She wasn't answering her cell and not even Michelle had seen her. Come to think of it, Miz had MIA as well. Morrison didn't even want to think of that situation. It was just too much. Morrison folded his arms across his chest, his rock hard abs peeking through his unbuttoned shirt. He was waiting for Kelly to give him an answer but she was still oblivious. Kelly turned around as she hung her cell phone, flashing the Shaman of Sexy a smile.
"Have you seen Jade?" Morrison repeated.
"I'm not cringing, am I?" Kelly rolled her eyes.
Morrison just shook his, rubbing his temples. He used to be really close with Kelly. Now, he could only handle her in small doses. Very small doses. Just as long as she didn't pass on her stupidity. Morrison was going crazy, searching every locker room for Jade. He was really starting to get worried. What if Miz had hurt her? He'd feel eternally guilty. He never should've mentioned that stupid kiss. He should've known better. Morrison was ready to give up when he saw CM Punk rushing towards him. He looked scared; worried. Morrison had feeling that he'd been right all along.
"I found Jade," Punk said.
Morrison followed as Punk led him to one of the other locker rooms. Jade was face down on the ground, seemingly unconscious. Morrison rushed to her side, cradling her body in his arms. After brushing her hair out of her face, he noticed the cut on her forehead. Punk immediately left to go get one of the doctors. Morrison nudged Jade, doing what he could to wake her. Nothing. Wait. Jade moaned as she started to open her eyes, her hand moving towards the cut on her forehead.
After being looked at by the doctor, it was confirmed that Jade had suffered a concussion. Morrison knew exactly whose fault it was. But, Jade had lied and said she'd slipped because the floor was wet. Naturally, the doctor believed her and he went on his way. Both Punk and Morrison knew she was lying. Jade couldn't deal with them right now. Well, she could. She just didn't want to. The brunette tried to stand but was overcome with dizziness. Both men helped her stand, leading her out of the locker room.
"I can't believe he did this," Morrison muttered.
"John, it's not that bad," Jade argued.
"Not that bad? Don't you know how serious a concussion can be?"
"I'm fine. No permanent damage."
"I told you this was the last straw."
"Why'd you tell him that I kissed you?"
Morrison turned away, avoiding Jade's gaze. There it was again. The guilt. This was all his fault. Why couldn't he just keep his mouth shut? But, Miz wasn't going to get away with this. Not this time. Something had to be done. Morrison had to figure something out. He couldn't stand by and watch Jade get hurt anymore. What would he do? That was yet to be determined. Punk glanced at the Guru of Greatness, knowing he had something up his sleeve. Hopefully, they'd be able to teach Miz a lesson. And Punk seemed to have the perfect idea.
