This is the long awaited (well, maybe not) sequel to "Two Can Play That Game." I'm so happy about everybodies comments, and totally excited about the response I (actually) got. Thank you for taking the time to read my other story(ies). I hope you like this one as much as the first one. Happy reading!
I am in no way, shape, or form afiliated with WWFE. I have to rights to the characters, just the freedom of speech. Please don't sue me.
Where we last left off.......................
"I can't believe nobody told me it was Chris!! Were you ALL involved?" Amy Dumas asked annoyed as the group walked into the elevator.
"It was our idea," Jay grinned.
"And you didn't tell me? Asses, I tell you, the whole lot of you!" Amy scowled crossing her arms over her chest. Matt just smiled and looked at her as she threw her temper tantrum. They all new better than to annoy Amy even more when she was pissed. They all knew the consequences, and they've all paid them. He gazed at her slightly pink cheeks; a sure sign she was not in the brightest of moods. And it was justified, her closest friends left her out of a major secret, and she was bound to feel hurt.
"Aww... we just wanted to see how you'd react too, Ames. It's no fun if only ONE person," Jeff gave her his best puppy dog face.
"But still..." Worked like a charm, as it always did. Sometimes Matt was jealous of his younger brother, he was always so open, and so flirty; he never had trouble with the girls. He did have a problem, however, keeping them away. Matt knew not to be jealous of his sibling, but sometimes it was tough watching the rest of the roster flirt with the friendly red head. Everyone knew of course how they felt about each other, and they just wanted to speed up the process of the inevitable "hook up" so they thought they'd play games with the on-screen couple. They only meant well.
"Are you still mad at us, Amy?" Adam asked pouting and bending down to Amy's height.
"Yes," she glared, but then she eased up. "I guess not, if you guys thought of this whole thing."
"See, it's true. Ladies can't turn down The Edge Charm!" Adam grinned walking out of the elevator and towards the room he shared with Jay.
"My not so angry mood is quickly disappearing..." Amy warned.
"Shut up, Adam. Just don't talk for a while," Jay interupted his taller friend as he opened his mouth to answer. Adam pouted and batted his eyelashes, and Amy giggled.
"Jerk, you know I can't resist your girlish charms," Amy grinned jumping to wrap her arms around his neck.
'Why can't she do that to me?' Matt groaned to himself. 'Because you're a chicken.'
"That's right. Wait, hey!" Adam exclaimed throwing Amy on to the bed.
"So what'd you think of our plan?" Matt asked quickly wanting to change focus.
"It was amazing, and I'm so jealous of Nor, but soo happy for her. And I'm even happier that it was Chris. She was so nervous, she almost didn't come because she liked Chris too much. Wouldn't THAT have been a story?" Amy laughed staring at the ceiling. Matt sat down on the other bed not keeping his eyes off Amy. He never really appreicated her until she joined with them. She was always Amy, the determined wrestler, and amazing friend; nothing more. But then, gradually, he began to notice the little things that he now can't live without. The way her eyes crinkled when she smiled or laughed, for example. And the thoughtful expression she had, where she made her normally full lips as thin as they could anatomically be, whenever she was serious about something. And it wasn't long after that, he fell for that irresistable redhead. When Jeff first told the guys about how he felt, he was embarrased as hell, and they teased him until the cows came home. Of course, they knew long before Matt did just how deep his affections went for Amy. And now, it seemed as if he can't get her out of his thoughts. Not that it was a bad thing...
"Matt!" Amy snapped her fingers in front of his face. "HELLO?!"
"Huh? What? Yeah, oh... what?" Matt responded snapping out of his little faze. Amy noticed that Matt had been staring off into the distance behind her. If she hadn't known better, she would've thought he was staring AT her, but she knew better. Amy knew that Matt only thought of her as a little sister, and nothing more, despite what the guys were telling her. They had called her a moron on more than one occasion, and she had bruised them in some way on those occasions. Amy didn't like being told what she was or wasn't, and she espcecially didn't like it when friends would play with her head. Matt didn't think of her in THAT way, and she knew it. And it made her mad. Whenever she was feeling bold, which was a rarity in itself, she would flirt, and hint that she thought of him as MORE than a friend; but being a man, a dense one at that, it went right over his head. Or so he let her believe... Amy had spent many late nights talking to Jeff or Nora about this problem.
"He probably thinks I'm such a loser! I hit on him, and he pretends he doesn't notice, and I'm just too blind to see that he REALLY knows what I'm doing, and he's just pretending so he won't hurt my feelings! I hate him! No, no I don't.... Aaahhh..." was one of her usual rants. And of course, either Nora of Jeff would respond in the same way:
"Amy you're crazy. He likes you, and you're in denile." But she wasn't in denile, she was living in the real world. Not in some fairy tale land where everything worked out for everyone.
"We lost you there for a bit. Where'd you go?" Amy asked lying back down on the bed.
"He was lost in your beautiful eyes!" Adam grinned winking. Matt glared at Adam, and if looks could kill... Christian would no longer have a 'brother.' Since Amy was staring at the ceiling, she didn't see Matt flip Adam off.
"Kiss my ass, Copeland," was Amy's reply. She only wished Matt was looking at her.
"Bend over, Baby."
I am in no way, shape, or form afiliated with WWFE. I have to rights to the characters, just the freedom of speech. Please don't sue me.
Where we last left off.......................
"I can't believe nobody told me it was Chris!! Were you ALL involved?" Amy Dumas asked annoyed as the group walked into the elevator.
"It was our idea," Jay grinned.
"And you didn't tell me? Asses, I tell you, the whole lot of you!" Amy scowled crossing her arms over her chest. Matt just smiled and looked at her as she threw her temper tantrum. They all new better than to annoy Amy even more when she was pissed. They all knew the consequences, and they've all paid them. He gazed at her slightly pink cheeks; a sure sign she was not in the brightest of moods. And it was justified, her closest friends left her out of a major secret, and she was bound to feel hurt.
"Aww... we just wanted to see how you'd react too, Ames. It's no fun if only ONE person," Jeff gave her his best puppy dog face.
"But still..." Worked like a charm, as it always did. Sometimes Matt was jealous of his younger brother, he was always so open, and so flirty; he never had trouble with the girls. He did have a problem, however, keeping them away. Matt knew not to be jealous of his sibling, but sometimes it was tough watching the rest of the roster flirt with the friendly red head. Everyone knew of course how they felt about each other, and they just wanted to speed up the process of the inevitable "hook up" so they thought they'd play games with the on-screen couple. They only meant well.
"Are you still mad at us, Amy?" Adam asked pouting and bending down to Amy's height.
"Yes," she glared, but then she eased up. "I guess not, if you guys thought of this whole thing."
"See, it's true. Ladies can't turn down The Edge Charm!" Adam grinned walking out of the elevator and towards the room he shared with Jay.
"My not so angry mood is quickly disappearing..." Amy warned.
"Shut up, Adam. Just don't talk for a while," Jay interupted his taller friend as he opened his mouth to answer. Adam pouted and batted his eyelashes, and Amy giggled.
"Jerk, you know I can't resist your girlish charms," Amy grinned jumping to wrap her arms around his neck.
'Why can't she do that to me?' Matt groaned to himself. 'Because you're a chicken.'
"That's right. Wait, hey!" Adam exclaimed throwing Amy on to the bed.
"So what'd you think of our plan?" Matt asked quickly wanting to change focus.
"It was amazing, and I'm so jealous of Nor, but soo happy for her. And I'm even happier that it was Chris. She was so nervous, she almost didn't come because she liked Chris too much. Wouldn't THAT have been a story?" Amy laughed staring at the ceiling. Matt sat down on the other bed not keeping his eyes off Amy. He never really appreicated her until she joined with them. She was always Amy, the determined wrestler, and amazing friend; nothing more. But then, gradually, he began to notice the little things that he now can't live without. The way her eyes crinkled when she smiled or laughed, for example. And the thoughtful expression she had, where she made her normally full lips as thin as they could anatomically be, whenever she was serious about something. And it wasn't long after that, he fell for that irresistable redhead. When Jeff first told the guys about how he felt, he was embarrased as hell, and they teased him until the cows came home. Of course, they knew long before Matt did just how deep his affections went for Amy. And now, it seemed as if he can't get her out of his thoughts. Not that it was a bad thing...
"Matt!" Amy snapped her fingers in front of his face. "HELLO?!"
"Huh? What? Yeah, oh... what?" Matt responded snapping out of his little faze. Amy noticed that Matt had been staring off into the distance behind her. If she hadn't known better, she would've thought he was staring AT her, but she knew better. Amy knew that Matt only thought of her as a little sister, and nothing more, despite what the guys were telling her. They had called her a moron on more than one occasion, and she had bruised them in some way on those occasions. Amy didn't like being told what she was or wasn't, and she espcecially didn't like it when friends would play with her head. Matt didn't think of her in THAT way, and she knew it. And it made her mad. Whenever she was feeling bold, which was a rarity in itself, she would flirt, and hint that she thought of him as MORE than a friend; but being a man, a dense one at that, it went right over his head. Or so he let her believe... Amy had spent many late nights talking to Jeff or Nora about this problem.
"He probably thinks I'm such a loser! I hit on him, and he pretends he doesn't notice, and I'm just too blind to see that he REALLY knows what I'm doing, and he's just pretending so he won't hurt my feelings! I hate him! No, no I don't.... Aaahhh..." was one of her usual rants. And of course, either Nora of Jeff would respond in the same way:
"Amy you're crazy. He likes you, and you're in denile." But she wasn't in denile, she was living in the real world. Not in some fairy tale land where everything worked out for everyone.
"We lost you there for a bit. Where'd you go?" Amy asked lying back down on the bed.
"He was lost in your beautiful eyes!" Adam grinned winking. Matt glared at Adam, and if looks could kill... Christian would no longer have a 'brother.' Since Amy was staring at the ceiling, she didn't see Matt flip Adam off.
"Kiss my ass, Copeland," was Amy's reply. She only wished Matt was looking at her.
"Bend over, Baby."