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Now that I sit here staring at the wall like a idiot I realize that I'm in this dumb office once more. The door opened revealing a puffed up Vince, looking down at his papers, with half rimed glasses tipped on the bridge of his nose. This was crazy, I was crazy now that I thought about it. His dull, ice eyes stole a glance over his glasses to my face giving me a sigh. Ok, he wanted me in here, not the other way around. I mean I could be happy having some angry sex in the locker room.
"Kel." he nodded in acknowledgment, "Good I needed to talk to you." nice to know thats the reason why I'm here. My eyes followed as he shuffled behind his small Cherry Oak wood desk. His cold eyes glancing up at me to let me know that I wasn't in trouble.
"I know I have you contracted for a year, but Miss Liddell I want you to know that I will be releasing you soon." he cleared his throat to say some more, "You have a choice. You can stay for two more weeks or let Wrestlemania be your last show and you are free to go."
I felt my hear beat faster in my chest when he spoke those last words. It was like hearing sweet music to my ears. I could be out of this dumb ass life and get back to my old...but thats when the realization hit me, will my old life consist of Jeff and all my friends that I started out with, or will it be like when he was gone and all I had was Maria, and myself sitting in my home crying my eyes out like a ten year old? I had to break it to him, but how was I going to do that.
"Or Miss Liddell, I can give you another contract for next year and you can really part of my family. We can get you into a story line with Jeff, you don't have to be near Randy anymore, and maybe a championship could be in your future." all the words coming from his mouth sounded amazing, but I will say it over and over again, this place, these people, they were all Jeff's friends, Matt's friends, Maria's friends. These people, this place was what they were about, not me. My home was in New York, with my bar mates, my sister. In the end though, even if I do go back home, I still want Jeff to be by my side.
"How long do I have to tell you what I want?" I whispered, bitting onto a hangnail.
"How about by the end of this week?"
I closed my eyes for a second to compose my professional face before I looked back up into his eyes. Should I talk to Jeff or just do whatever I think is right for myself? In the end I don't think being selfish is the answer....I needed to talk to him.
"I'll get back to you by then." I croaked, quickly getting up. All I could think as I left was how I was going to talk to him about this...
*****
Back at the hotel was a nightmare. Randy would not stop harassing me about what happened in the lockeroom, and not to mention that when I saw Jeff, I couldn't even go up to him to tell him anything. Matt thank god saved my ass, and grabbed me into his arms to pull me into a light kiss in front of him. I'm so thankful that he can read my mind sometimes.
"You need to go to Jeff...he has been bad all day and I don't know how to stop it. Nice job making out with Orton in front of him by the way." he muttered as we walked down the hall hand in hand. I glanced up at him, pressing my lip ring between my teeth. So Jeff told him what happened.
"What the hell? I told him we were even after that...he shouldn't feel like shit...he almost slept with my sister!" I spat. I guess I wasn't so over it. Matt stopped our walking, and stared at till his tall height looked down at mine.
"Kel, sounds familiar doesn't it?" he snapped, holding my shoulders. That's when it really hit me once more. I keep forgetting about that time back in New York. Is is forgetting or not wanting to be reminded of it?
"Where is he?" I mumbled.
"Back in the room." he sighed. I watched as his hands fell down on his waist. I nodded once more, bringing my lips to his cheek. "I'll go to him love." Matt smirked, pressing his lips together into a hard line and moved out of the way. My feet were dreading to go to him, but hey I had to talk to him sooner or later. What was I going to say? How was I going to say it? Going to the door all I could do was practice lines running through my head.
As soon as I went to the door my thoughts stopped, everything that I had prepared was all gone and all I had left were just fragments of what was going to fall out of my mouth. I held my hand posed at the door, but Jeff just opened, leaning on the frame.
My breath caught in my throat when he just stared at me with sleep deprived green eyes. His body held no shirt and just long sweat pants which looked amazing on him. Then it came to me. How much luckier can I get? I'm standing here gaping at my boyfriend and all I could think of is how lucky I am to even have him.
"I'm sorry." A pathetic puppy voice came out, and I couldn't stop it. Jeff chuckled clicking his tongue. He moved his hand just enough so I could get in. Yeah not right now.
Our lips found each other with ease and clothes were discarded without a second thought. There were no words, there was no time for these words. Not right now, now we just needed to make everything heal.