Amy's friend Trish was the first to notice her strange behaviour. "Amy, what's going
on?" She asked at one WWF show.
"I don't know what you mean. Isn't your match up next?"
"Don't try and change the subject. What's going on with you and Matt? You're usually so
close, but over the past few weeks you look like you can't even stand him."
"So? Friends grow apart. You know that. No one stays that close forever. Get over it."
"See that's another thing. You've changed lately. You're not yourself. You're either
moody or in another world. Come on Ame, you can tell me. What's going on?"
Amy collapsed into a chair in their locker room. She put her head in her hands. "I'm
sorry. I guess I have been acting slightly weird. It's just that..." She paused.
"Go on." Trish said.
"Okay but you can not tell anyone any of this. I swear, cos if you do-"
"Okay! Okay! I won't. I promise."
"Not a word?"
"Not a word."
"Okay. I slept with Matt."
"What?" Trish exclaimed, widening her eyes so much it looked like they were going to
fall out.
Amy squinted. "Get my point?"
Trish still looked overwhelmed. "Oh my God Ame. Why did you do that? You're like his
best friend. Now you've gone and wrecked your friendship and nothings ever gonna be
the same between you and-" She stopped. "Sorry... I guess you've already been over this."
"Just about a thousand times."
"What did he say about it?"
"Well, nothing yet. We haven't spoken about it."
"He hasn't said anything?"
"He's tried to, but I just don't wanna talk to him about it. It'd be awkward."
"You've gotta say something. You can't leave it like this. Eventually you've gotta forget
about it. I know it seems like a big deal now, but you can't let it affect the rest of your
life. It was only one night." She eyed Amy. "It was only one night, right?"
"Yes! Trish, i'd love to believe it was something as simple as that and I pray it is, but you
see, the thing is, it might not be."
"Why? You're not in love with him are you?"
"No... Maybe... I don't know... that's not the point. The thing is, it was about a month
ago, yeah?"
"Yeah."
"And for the past few mornings... i've been ill."
"He didn't, you know- have anything, did he?"
"No Trish! Not ill as in disease ill. Ill as in sick- being sick- being sick in the morning."
It took a few seconds for Trish to realise what Amy was getting at. "Ohhhh." She looked
pained. "You're not..."
"I don't know."
"What do you mean? You are or you aren't."
"I haven't found out. I'm scared."
"Well, if you are, you can't put it off forever. It's not gonna suddenly disappear."
"I just don't know what to do." Amy groaned. "Where do I go from here?"
"You know exactly where you're going and that's to a chemist." Trish pulled her out of
her seat. "Come on- we're going now."
"Nooo, Trish."
"Come on- get your jacket."
"Do we have to go right this minute?"
"Yes we do."
"But what about your match?"
Trish froze. "Oh yeah! My God I completely forgot. What's the time?"
"7.35."
She breathed a sigh of relief. "I've got ten minutes. I'm okay. You wait here- i'm gonna
be back soon. Don't go anywhere!"
As Amy knew it would be a good twenty minutes before Trish was back, she decided to
go for a walk outside of the arena. Across the road were a row of shops. A newsagents, a
grocery store, a laundrette and...a chemist. Amy winced at the sight of it. It was like a sign
of what she had to do. "Come on then." She told herself. "Lets do this." She walked
across the street and into the shop. Luckily for her, the woman at the counter didn't seem
to recognise her. She wasn't the kind of person that looked like a wrestling fan anyway.
Amy looked around on the shelves until she finally found them. The pregnancy tests. She
looked across the row. "Result in 10 minutes, result in 2 minutes, result in 1 minute." She
read to herself. She picked up the last one and quickly put it into her basket. The sooner
she knew the better. She picked up about 7 other things, to make it less obvious that she
was in here to buy a pregnancy test. It was still embarrassing when the woman at the till
took it out to type in the price, as she seemed to look at her with so many questions that
she didn't want to ask. As Amy got back to the arena, she went to go straight to the toilets
near her locker room. As she turned the corner off one corridor, there was just what she
didn't need standing right in front of her. Matt and Jeff. She stopped with a start, smiled
and went to walk past.
"Where are you off to?" Jeff asked.
"Just- you know- over there."
"Buy anything interesting from the chemist?"
Amy jumped. "W-what? How did you know?"
Jeff gave her a strange look. "I saw the bag."
"Oh!" She said, relieved that he didn't know some other way. "Just some..." She thought
about it. "Headache pills. Well- gotta go."
"Seeya." Matt said.
Amy jerked her head back, forced a smile and walked quickly into the bathroom. She
took the test out of the bag, looked at it, took a deep breath and decided to do it now.
on?" She asked at one WWF show.
"I don't know what you mean. Isn't your match up next?"
"Don't try and change the subject. What's going on with you and Matt? You're usually so
close, but over the past few weeks you look like you can't even stand him."
"So? Friends grow apart. You know that. No one stays that close forever. Get over it."
"See that's another thing. You've changed lately. You're not yourself. You're either
moody or in another world. Come on Ame, you can tell me. What's going on?"
Amy collapsed into a chair in their locker room. She put her head in her hands. "I'm
sorry. I guess I have been acting slightly weird. It's just that..." She paused.
"Go on." Trish said.
"Okay but you can not tell anyone any of this. I swear, cos if you do-"
"Okay! Okay! I won't. I promise."
"Not a word?"
"Not a word."
"Okay. I slept with Matt."
"What?" Trish exclaimed, widening her eyes so much it looked like they were going to
fall out.
Amy squinted. "Get my point?"
Trish still looked overwhelmed. "Oh my God Ame. Why did you do that? You're like his
best friend. Now you've gone and wrecked your friendship and nothings ever gonna be
the same between you and-" She stopped. "Sorry... I guess you've already been over this."
"Just about a thousand times."
"What did he say about it?"
"Well, nothing yet. We haven't spoken about it."
"He hasn't said anything?"
"He's tried to, but I just don't wanna talk to him about it. It'd be awkward."
"You've gotta say something. You can't leave it like this. Eventually you've gotta forget
about it. I know it seems like a big deal now, but you can't let it affect the rest of your
life. It was only one night." She eyed Amy. "It was only one night, right?"
"Yes! Trish, i'd love to believe it was something as simple as that and I pray it is, but you
see, the thing is, it might not be."
"Why? You're not in love with him are you?"
"No... Maybe... I don't know... that's not the point. The thing is, it was about a month
ago, yeah?"
"Yeah."
"And for the past few mornings... i've been ill."
"He didn't, you know- have anything, did he?"
"No Trish! Not ill as in disease ill. Ill as in sick- being sick- being sick in the morning."
It took a few seconds for Trish to realise what Amy was getting at. "Ohhhh." She looked
pained. "You're not..."
"I don't know."
"What do you mean? You are or you aren't."
"I haven't found out. I'm scared."
"Well, if you are, you can't put it off forever. It's not gonna suddenly disappear."
"I just don't know what to do." Amy groaned. "Where do I go from here?"
"You know exactly where you're going and that's to a chemist." Trish pulled her out of
her seat. "Come on- we're going now."
"Nooo, Trish."
"Come on- get your jacket."
"Do we have to go right this minute?"
"Yes we do."
"But what about your match?"
Trish froze. "Oh yeah! My God I completely forgot. What's the time?"
"7.35."
She breathed a sigh of relief. "I've got ten minutes. I'm okay. You wait here- i'm gonna
be back soon. Don't go anywhere!"
As Amy knew it would be a good twenty minutes before Trish was back, she decided to
go for a walk outside of the arena. Across the road were a row of shops. A newsagents, a
grocery store, a laundrette and...a chemist. Amy winced at the sight of it. It was like a sign
of what she had to do. "Come on then." She told herself. "Lets do this." She walked
across the street and into the shop. Luckily for her, the woman at the counter didn't seem
to recognise her. She wasn't the kind of person that looked like a wrestling fan anyway.
Amy looked around on the shelves until she finally found them. The pregnancy tests. She
looked across the row. "Result in 10 minutes, result in 2 minutes, result in 1 minute." She
read to herself. She picked up the last one and quickly put it into her basket. The sooner
she knew the better. She picked up about 7 other things, to make it less obvious that she
was in here to buy a pregnancy test. It was still embarrassing when the woman at the till
took it out to type in the price, as she seemed to look at her with so many questions that
she didn't want to ask. As Amy got back to the arena, she went to go straight to the toilets
near her locker room. As she turned the corner off one corridor, there was just what she
didn't need standing right in front of her. Matt and Jeff. She stopped with a start, smiled
and went to walk past.
"Where are you off to?" Jeff asked.
"Just- you know- over there."
"Buy anything interesting from the chemist?"
Amy jumped. "W-what? How did you know?"
Jeff gave her a strange look. "I saw the bag."
"Oh!" She said, relieved that he didn't know some other way. "Just some..." She thought
about it. "Headache pills. Well- gotta go."
"Seeya." Matt said.
Amy jerked her head back, forced a smile and walked quickly into the bathroom. She
took the test out of the bag, looked at it, took a deep breath and decided to do it now.