Chapter 10
Why do you build me up?
Buttercup baby, just to let me down
And mess me around.
THE FOUNDATIONS - BUILD ME UP BUTTERCUP
I woke up the next morning wondering why I was in bed myself. Then I remembered what had happened. There was a knock at the door and I shouted for them to come in. I never locked my door when I was going to be in, only when I was going out. I got out of bed as Amy and Chris Irvine (Y2J) came in.
"Morning," I mumbled.
"Hey," they replied.
I went into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked terrible, my face was pale and my eyes were red and blotchy plus, my hair was a mess.
"No wonder he cheated," I whispered, mainly to myself.
I went back onto the bed and pulled the quilt round me.
"How're you feeling?" Chris asked.
"Like shit," I replied.
They sat on either side of me and Amy pulled me into a hug.
"What did he say to you yesterday?" she asked.
"That he was sorry and if we could work things out," I replied.
"And?"
"I said no. We're gonna try and be friends."
Someone knocked at the door and I looked up.
"Who is it?" Chris called.
"Jeff," came the reply.
They looked at me and I stood up and opened the door. I let him in and he stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Chris was staring at him, the hatred clearly showing. Amy got up and pulled Chris with her.
"We'll just get going," she said.
Just as Chris was about to protest, Amy pulled him out of the room and quickly closed the door.
"So, what is it?" I asked.
"Vince switched the Smackdown! tapings to tomorrow night and he needs you there after all so we have to practice," Jeff replied.
I nodded, "Okay, just let me get dressed."
I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom and got dressed.
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"So, how's Trish?" I asked as we were driving along.
"I don't know," Jeff replied, "I don't really care either."
I looked over at him. He didn't look like he had had any sleep. Neither had I but I could hide it under make-up. He hadn't shaved either and the little patterns he usually had were becoming hard to see.
"Does she know that I know?"
He nodded, "Yeah. She's gone home for a while, that's all I know."
"Are you dating her?"
"No! God, no!"
Jeff pulled up in front of the arena and stopped the car. I got out and made my way to the toilets.
"I'll meet ya in the ring!" I called back to Jeff.
When I went out, Jeff was lying in the middle of the ring looking up at the ceiling. I got in and sat on top of one of the the turnbuckles. I looked down at him.He seemed so sad. *Am I the cause of his unhappiness?* I wondered.
"Whatcha thinking about?" I asked.
He looked up at me, "You," he replied.
I looked at him blankly. *What am I supposed to say now?*
"Remember when we first met?" he asked.
I nodded, smiling at the memory.
"Yeah, you were hiding from Matt," I said, "You had hit him with water balloons."
Jeff laughed a little, "Yeah. That was your first day here."
We fell silent.
"Jeff, why'd you do it?" I asked quietly.
He sat up and turned to face me.
"I honestly don't know. We'd had an arguement, remember? About something stupid."
I nodded. Something to do with my Dad disapproving of our relationship.
"Anyway, you went off with Amy and Trish came by to see you. By that time I had drank half of what was in the minibar and somehow we ended up in bed."
I jumped down from the turnbuckle and sat beside him.
"I'm so stupid. I've lost everything and for what?" he asked, "A one night stand with a filthy tart who wasn't any good," he said, answering his own question.
"You haven't lost everything," I reasoned, "We're still friends."
"Might as well have. I never told you how much I love you and now that I know, it's too late," he said sadly.
"Jeff,I know you loved me."
"Yeah, but do you know that I still do?"
Why do you build me up?
Buttercup baby, just to let me down
And mess me around.
THE FOUNDATIONS - BUILD ME UP BUTTERCUP
I woke up the next morning wondering why I was in bed myself. Then I remembered what had happened. There was a knock at the door and I shouted for them to come in. I never locked my door when I was going to be in, only when I was going out. I got out of bed as Amy and Chris Irvine (Y2J) came in.
"Morning," I mumbled.
"Hey," they replied.
I went into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked terrible, my face was pale and my eyes were red and blotchy plus, my hair was a mess.
"No wonder he cheated," I whispered, mainly to myself.
I went back onto the bed and pulled the quilt round me.
"How're you feeling?" Chris asked.
"Like shit," I replied.
They sat on either side of me and Amy pulled me into a hug.
"What did he say to you yesterday?" she asked.
"That he was sorry and if we could work things out," I replied.
"And?"
"I said no. We're gonna try and be friends."
Someone knocked at the door and I looked up.
"Who is it?" Chris called.
"Jeff," came the reply.
They looked at me and I stood up and opened the door. I let him in and he stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Chris was staring at him, the hatred clearly showing. Amy got up and pulled Chris with her.
"We'll just get going," she said.
Just as Chris was about to protest, Amy pulled him out of the room and quickly closed the door.
"So, what is it?" I asked.
"Vince switched the Smackdown! tapings to tomorrow night and he needs you there after all so we have to practice," Jeff replied.
I nodded, "Okay, just let me get dressed."
I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom and got dressed.
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"So, how's Trish?" I asked as we were driving along.
"I don't know," Jeff replied, "I don't really care either."
I looked over at him. He didn't look like he had had any sleep. Neither had I but I could hide it under make-up. He hadn't shaved either and the little patterns he usually had were becoming hard to see.
"Does she know that I know?"
He nodded, "Yeah. She's gone home for a while, that's all I know."
"Are you dating her?"
"No! God, no!"
Jeff pulled up in front of the arena and stopped the car. I got out and made my way to the toilets.
"I'll meet ya in the ring!" I called back to Jeff.
When I went out, Jeff was lying in the middle of the ring looking up at the ceiling. I got in and sat on top of one of the the turnbuckles. I looked down at him.He seemed so sad. *Am I the cause of his unhappiness?* I wondered.
"Whatcha thinking about?" I asked.
He looked up at me, "You," he replied.
I looked at him blankly. *What am I supposed to say now?*
"Remember when we first met?" he asked.
I nodded, smiling at the memory.
"Yeah, you were hiding from Matt," I said, "You had hit him with water balloons."
Jeff laughed a little, "Yeah. That was your first day here."
We fell silent.
"Jeff, why'd you do it?" I asked quietly.
He sat up and turned to face me.
"I honestly don't know. We'd had an arguement, remember? About something stupid."
I nodded. Something to do with my Dad disapproving of our relationship.
"Anyway, you went off with Amy and Trish came by to see you. By that time I had drank half of what was in the minibar and somehow we ended up in bed."
I jumped down from the turnbuckle and sat beside him.
"I'm so stupid. I've lost everything and for what?" he asked, "A one night stand with a filthy tart who wasn't any good," he said, answering his own question.
"You haven't lost everything," I reasoned, "We're still friends."
"Might as well have. I never told you how much I love you and now that I know, it's too late," he said sadly.
"Jeff,I know you loved me."
"Yeah, but do you know that I still do?"