Disclaimer: See Chapter 5.

Note: Please don't mind any typos. It's late and I can't fully focus. Sorry it's late this week everyone, but I do have a desk to work at now and it's just simply fantastic! Now, let's see what's going down with out two favorite idiots, I mean boys! See you Friday! Enjoy! -JJ

Chapter 6

Fifteen minutes later, Enzo was sitting on his couch, holding a fresh mug of coffee in his hands that Alexa had made and given him. He didn't really want it, but the warmth radiating out into his hands did feel good. "I'm sorry," he finally murmured, looking down into the black depths.

Alexa shook her head, crossing her legs at the knee as she sipped at her own mug. "Nothing to apologize for," she murmured, looking over from her spot on the recliner she was sitting in. "What happened?"

"We fought." It was soft, drawn out almost.

Alexa let out a hopeless sigh, sipping at her mug. "I figured that much out, the way he looked when he opened the door," she said, looking over to see the confliction on Enzo's face. She turned back to her mug. "How bad?" It was quiet, gentle, knowing that the answer couldn't be anything good. She was quiet, glancing over to see Enzo's entire body tense up, his blue eyes focused on his coffee, but never bringing it to his lips to drink.

She set her own mug down on the coffee table before walking over and sitting right next to Enzo. She easily took his mug from his hands and set it down next to hers. Her body turned towards his, her eyes never leaving his face. She was worried, knowing that something big had to have happened for Enzo to be this distraught. "Enzo, what happened?"

"I told him I didn't wanna be around him and that he was jus' in the way," Enzo murmured, the words slicing through his heart. He tried not to think of the hurt look on Cass' face. "I didn't mean it. I jus'… I just couldn't stop. I just wanna stop feeling like this." He sighed, handing his head as he ran a hand through his hair. "I hate this Alexa. I can't feel like this anymore. Cass is all I got."

Alexa wrapped her arms around Enzo's shoulders, resting her head on top of his. "Enzo," she started, her voice low, calming. "You have to tell Cass. You're only hurting him and you both trying to hide it. This is no way to live."

"I can't!" Enzo growled out, pulling free from Alexa and standing. He started to pace in front of the coffee table, nerves coursing through him. "This ain't right Alexa. I ain't right. How I feel just ain't right!" I can't jus' go up to him and tell him that I'm jealous of Carmella and how she can just slide up next to him an' be his woman. I can't be that. I can't tell him I wanna be by his side, that I wanna be in his bed. I can't tell him any of it." He stopped, looking down at Alexa, his eyes wide with confusion, desperation.

Alexa just crossed her arms over her chest, leaning back into the couch. "Are you finished playing pity party?" she asked, completely serious, a frown on her pink lips. "You're not the first guy that's ever been surprised that he's attracted to another guy and you won't be the last. Right now, you're just lying to yourself. How you feel isn't wrong. Wanting to be with Cass isn't wrong Enzo. What's wrong is how you're going about everything."

Enzo just frowned at her, his eyes narrowing into a scowl before they dropped to the floor. "Yeah, well then why don't ya tell me what I'm supposed to do?" he muttered, crossing his arms over his chest before he looked back up at her. "Because I obviously have no fuckin' clue what I'm doin'."

Alexa inhaled slowly, holding the breath in for a moment before slowly letting it out. It gave her the time to choose her words carefully and for her to calm down. "I'm going to ask you a question that I really want you to think hard about," she said, sitting up straight, her blue eyes locking with Enzo's. "Why are you really holding back? Are you really that disgusted that you feel like this?"

Enzo was silent, the question thrashing around in his head. He had a million answers, but the only one that kept repeating over and over again was that he didn't want to lose Cass. And this, the way he felt, the things he wanted, could easily divide them up forever. He shuddered. He couldn't handle that. "I don't want to lose my best friend," he finally murmured, flopping down into the recliner. His body slouched forward, his head in his hands. "He'll think Imma freak."

Alexa moved over so that she could rest a hand on his arm. "Doe he think Becky and Sasha are freaks because they're together?" she asked, watching as Enzo's head shook. "Or Darren and his boyfriend?" Another head shake. "They why would he think that about you? You're his best friend."

"Because I feel this way about him!" Enzo yelled, fisting his hands in his hair. "He was quickly growing exasperated with everything. "We've been friends for over a decade, a fuckin' decade. He's not gonna believe that I jus' started feelin' this way outta nowhere."

Alexa couldn't help but smile gently. "Because you probably didn't just start feeling like this," she returned softly, shock and scared blue eyes shooting up to look at her. "You and Cass are closer than you give yourself credit for. It wouldn't be surprising if you just realized all this because Carmella started taking Cass' attention."

Enzo shook his head, fear suddenly coursing through his veins. That wasn't true. He didn't even want to think about that option. "You needa go." He knew it was sudden and completely rude, but he needed, no, he had to be alone. "I'm sorry."

Alexa nodded, standing. "Enzo, I'm not trying to be a bitch to you because I know you're shaken up about everything," she started, pausing to take a breath. "But you're risking losing Cass being like this towards him." She took a step towards the door, turning to look back at Enzo. "I wand to be here for you as much as I can, but I'm not going to coddle you. Man up."

Enzo glared at Alexa, her features soft. "Just go." He turned his head away, jaw tight. He heard her let out a heated breath, signaling that she was also irritated with him. Instead of trying to argue, he walked her to the door without another word between them. He watched as she walked to her car before he shut the door. He leaned with his back against it heavily, sliding down until he was sitting on the floor, his feet straight out ahead of him.

His mind was in overload. If what Alexa had said was true, how long had he felt this way? It was no secret that he'd clicked with Cass the moment they'd met. It was instantaneous how they fell in sync with each other, but it had never reached that deep level. Ever since that day, they'd been together, partners in crime, everyone said. When was the turning point? Was it the beginning of their sophomore year when Cass had gotten his first girlfriend?

Blue eyes just started at the floor, thinking back to the little brunette that had asked Cass to go to homecoming with her. She'd been petite, beautiful green eyes, and a brilliantly perfect smile. He'd encouraged Cass to agree. Hell, he'd been jealous that Cass had scored such a hottie. That was until he realized that Cass having a girlfriend meant they hung out less and less. Their usual days of video games and hoops had changed to Enzo pretty much being alone. Was that the first time he'd gotten jealous?

"Fuck," Enzo groaned lowly, his entire body shaking when he realized that even back then he'd been jealous of all the girls' that had taken Cass' attention away. He'd never dated before, well actually, he hadn't really dated ever. He'd hooked up with plenty of pretty girls, maybe had a couple outings, but nothing serious. He'd always ditched them for time with Cass instead of the other way around. If Cass called, he was there.

He let out a sigh, thinking that was probably why he never took any of his relationship seriously. The fact that he was hiding behind an imaginary one, only made it worse. In Cass' eyes, this was probably the first one he wasn't just playing around in, and he hadn't shared that kind of new with him. He would've been upset too.

Enzo pushed himself to his feet, jaw tight as he stood. As much as he hated it, he knew Alexa was right and he at least needed to talk to Cass. He had to get a few things out in the open. Maybe not how he felt about Cass, but at least tell Cass, again, that him and Alexa weren't dating, that there wasn't, and hadn't been, a girlfriend at all.

He flipped the lights off as he passed them before he walked into his dark bedroom and fell face first into his bed. He maneuvered to his side on the leopard print sheets and reached for his phone. He pulled it to him from where it had been sitting on his bed side table and looked over his missed messages from Cass. They all asked him to call or at least text back. That they needed to talk. That Cass was worried about him.

Enzo tapped on the screen, opening a new message page. He typed out an apology, read it over, deleted it, and went to repeat the process a couple of times before he dropped his phone nest to him. Everything sounded just too superficial, and complete void of any real sincerity. Maybe he'd just have to wait until the morning to apologize. He needed the extra time to think anyway. And He knew Cass needed it to cool off.

"You look rough," Finn teased the next morning, setting his gym back in the floorboard as he slid into the passenger seat of Enzo's car. He buckled up, turning to Enzo's quiet form. "You okay?"

Enzo shook his head. "Not really," he mumbled, yawning wide before he pulled away from the curb. He could feel Finn's patient but curious eyes on him. "Me an' Cass got into it last night. And Alexa's prolly mad at me too." He shook his head, trying to wake up. He'd barely slept the night before after everything. He'd wished over and over again already that they didn't have class.

"Sounds like you had a lot of fun when you left the bar last night." It was still teasing, but soft, friendly. A comforting smile was on Finn's lips, his eyes moving to the road ahead. "Why is Alexa upset with you?"

Enzo shrugged, wanting to avoid indulging in that information. "Shit I said and should've already known, I guess," he muttered, turning to Finn with a pathetic little smile. He let out a slow breath, thinking that he needed to stop thinking about it. He'd spent most of the night thinking. He had other things he needed to focus on. "Hey, you wanna hit up the beach after class today? I need the stress relief and I'll show ya the good places."

Finn nodded, smiling. "Sounds fun. Just try and make it through the day without that kicked puppy look," he said, chuckling. "Any reason why you're making all your good friends mad? Or is it just that kind of week?"

"I ain't doin' it on purpose, that's for sure," Enzo answered, leaning back in the driver's seat, looking over at Finn for a moment. His blue eyes met Finn's and instantly he smiled. Something about Finn already made him feel at ease. He was thankful, because the only other person that had that kind of ability was Cass. "Maybe you should take a step back before I piss ya off too." He wasn't completely joking.

At that Finn let out a laugh, covering his mouth as he looked out the window at the passing scenery. "I'm pretty laid back, so it's nearly impossible to really piss me off," he explained, shrugging. "I think you'll be safe." He let the air settle between them, finding the silence more than comfortable. "Chin up, things'll get better. Good friends don't fight long."

Enzo smiled, taking in those words. "Yeah, I hope you're right Finn."

Cass sat on the stairs outside the performance center alone. One elbow was on his knee, his cheek resting on his fist as the other hand rested on his other thigh. The concrete was hot under him, but he barely noticed how it burned his skin through his clothes. His mid was focused on how everything was just weighing down on him. Everything that Enzo had said, how he'd been acting, the lying, the secrecy, it all felt like he didn't even know Enzo anymore. It bothered him. It bothered him more than he wanted to admit. It really made him wonder if he even knew Enzo in the first place.

He blew out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding. His entire body jerked when two warm arms wrapped around his neck. Instantly he relaxed with a small smile. "Hey Carmella," he breathed, his limp hand moving up to rest against her forearm, keeping her there. He could smell her shampoo as her hair spilled over his shoulder, her slim body pressing against his back as she settled on her knees behind him.

"You look like you needed it," she whispered, hugging Cass to her. She rested against Cass, her chin on his shoulder, their cheeks nearly touching. She could feel his warmth, feel the negativity flowing off of him. She hated seeing Cass like this and she hated knowing just exactly who had caused it. "Did you get a hold of Enzo last night?"

Cass stiffened, wanting to avoid the question completely. He bit his lower lip before nodding. He couldn't hide it from Carmella. She was part of their team now. She had every right to know what was going on, especially if it was going to cause problems at work. "Yeah," he finally said, looking back down at the concrete. His eyes narrowed. "We're not good. Me and 'Zo." He took a breath, hating just how hard it was to think about the night before, Enzo's heated words. "He don't want me around him. Don't want nothin' to do with me." He paused, jaw tight. "I don't even know what I did. And then Alexa shows up outta nowhere around midnight."

Carmella could hear the pain in Cass' voice. She tightened her arms around Cass' neck, holding him just a little closer to her. She didn't know what else to do. "I'm sorry," she murmured, leaning in so her eyes could find the same spot Cass was drilling into. She could feel the hard thump of her heart in her chest as she turned and pressed a tender kiss to Cass' cheek. "Maybe he just needs some space to figure himself out. He's been a little weird lately."

Cass was shocked, his heart fluttering at the gentle kiss. He could feel his own heart starting to flutter, but the wonderful feeling was quickly overshadowed when he thought about her words. He knew she was just trying to make him feel a little better. His eyes lifted to the parking lot, his eyes landing on Enzo and Finn as they started their walk towards the building. His eyes narrowed before he shook his head. He shrugged her off, pulling from the comforting embrace and standing. He knew Carmella had seen them too when she stood next to him, her arms crossed over her chest. "I seriously doubt it," he muttered, turning his back to the two. He swallowed hard, walking back inside, Carmella's supportive hand resting already on his back.

Enzo's eyes had followed them, his heart aching in his chest. He'd seen the soft body language between the two, the kiss Carmella had placed on Cass' cheek. He hated how it felt like a knife to his heart, how it tore his insides to shreds. Alexa's words were already swirling around in his head.

He felt a stab of pain for each step Cass took away from him, each one deeper than the one before. It was almost unbearable; knowing that he'd probably damaged him and Cass' relationship past the point of repair.

Finn looked over, noticing the pained expression on Enzo's face. He reached out, catching his hand on Enzo's arm, stopping them before they made it to the steps. "Hey," he started, looking down at the concrete before letting their blue eyes meet. "Whatever happens, remember, we're going to the beach. So try and smile a bit."

Enzo couldn't help but crack a half smile at that. "You're a strange guy Finn," he chuckled, tossing his head towards the door. "Now I'm not tryna be late. Bill ain't good with that kinda think. You'll learn."

Finn chuckled, nodding as he let Enzo go and they walked up the steps into the building. He followed Enzo through the front reception area to the training room. He could feel eyes on him the moment they walked in together. He set his bag against the wall, turning just to find Cass looking right at him with narrowed eyes, a heated glare on his face. He let out a small smile, tipping his head in a friendly gesture. He couldn't say that he was surprised, Cass had acted like that from the moment they'd met the day before.

He turned back, his eyes following Enzo as he walked over to the ring that Carmella and Cass were already standing in, his walk almost stiff. He smile fell. Whatever it was that was going on with Enzo and his friends had him concerned.

Enzo looked up at Cass and Carmella, swallowing hard as he jumped up and sild into the ring. He saw their heated looked, felt the tension between the three of them, especially him and Cass, as they stood there. "Are we gonna train or what?" he asked, his eyes meeting Cass'. Even after everything, they still needed to train together for the sake of their team.

"You really wanna train with us?" Cass asked, his voice deep, serious, intimidating almost. He stood there, watching as Enzo's entire body grew stiff, his back straightening. He knew him and Enzo were already starting the session on the wrong foot. He also knew that they had to practice for the sake of their tag team. He should've put their personal life off to the side, but his couldn't stop the hurt feelings from already making their way through.

"Yeah, I wanna train with you," Enzo snapped, crossing his arms over his chest huffily. He could feel the anger radiating off Cass. But he wasn't about to back down. He'd apologize to Cass when they weren't in front of other people.

"Fine, we'll lock up," Cass said, charging at Enzo. Their arms locked, his bigger body pushing Enzo into a turnbuckle. "This all you got? If so, that's pretty pathetic."

Enzo's entire body grew hot with frustration. "I'm pathetic huh?" he asked, his voiced hushed as he pushed back against Cass, trying to break free. He could feel his blood boiling, his body reacting faster than his mind could. He yanked free, maneuvering behind Cass before their bodies locked up again.

Carmella had already rolled out of the ring as Cass had charged Enzo. She stood there on the floor, watching almost wide eyed as the two best friends pushed back and forth on each other in the ring. She felt a hand touch her forearm. She turned to see Alexa standing there with wide, confused eyes. She could easily see the concern. She turned back to the ring, Enzo and Cass falling to the ground before they started to grapple.

"What are those two idiots doing?"

Alexa and Carmella both turned to see Baron standing there, arms crossed over his chest as they watched the two grunt and grab on the mat. The girls were silent, unable to meet the other's eyes as they returned to the sight. Neither one of them were sure of what to really say. It was already obvious that Cass and Enzo weren't training. Whatever they were doing was their own way of getting their aggressions towards each other out.

Cass looked down into the narrowed blue eyes, the other man locked in headlock. It was uncomfortable to be in the half bent over position, his and Enzo's height always making him bend in ways he wasn't completely meant to. As uncomfortable as it was, he didn't feel it. He was too hopped up on the anger coursing through him. "You're nothin' but a liar Enzo Amore," he growled, Enzo fighting even harder in his grasp. "We were supposed to be friends and you go an' treat me like shit."

Enzo growled, elbowing Cass hard in the gut, loosening the grip on him just enough to pull free. "Fuck you," he hissed, his eyes locking with Cass for just a moment before he felt the other man's fist smash into his cheek. He staggered to the side, before tripping and falling completely. He couldn't believe that Cass had actually punched him.

For a second time stood still between them, both unable to hear anything but their own labored breathing, the blood rushing in their ears. They hadn't heard Baron's loud curse or the scrambling of people into the ring. They didn't feel the vibrations of ring under them as the others surrounded them. They were in their own little world, right on the battle ground.

Enzo jumped up, ready to rush back. "You're a real piece a work!" Alexa blocked his path.

"I could say the same about you!" Cass countered, struggling against Baron, who had already jumped into the ring and had a hold of him, Carmella on his right, holding him back as well. "What kinda man are you?"

Alexa had her arms around Enzo's waist, Finn rushing to his side to keep him back as well. They struggled to keep Enzo and Cass apart, the two pulling and grunting in every effort to break free and get at each other. "Enzo, no!" she hissed, turning her back to the others and slapping her hands on Enzo's cheeks, holding him in place. "Stop running your damn mouth!"

Enzo's eyes met hers, before they fell to the mat. He stopped struggling against Finn and stood there, the other man's arms loosening slightly around him. Alexa was right, he wasn't making this any better.

"What the hell is going on?!" a deep voice boomed, a rounder man halfway running over to the ring and sliding in. He had a closely shaved head, and a well taken care of goatee. He didn't look happy as he stood and looked around the ring. "Cassady! Amore! My office now! The rest of you finish your warm ups." He glared at the two in question before he rolled out of the ring.

Finn watched as Enzo followed behind Cass, the two refusing to even look in the other's direction. "That was Mr. DeMott?" he asked, letting out a low sigh. He saw a few nods. He already felt like Enzo and Cass were going to get into some serious trouble for what had happened. He was almost worried about what the punishment could be.

(A/N): Welp, that didn't end well either… And now not only are they mad at each other, but they're also in trouble. Thoughts on what's going to happen? You think Enzo is ever going to get out of this hole he's digging? Thoughts are always appreciated! Onwards and upwards!

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