The following morning, Matt was coming over. I was excited to see him. More excited then I should be. I was laying on the floor with Matthew on me. Jeff came walking over. I looked up at him.
"Hiya." I said.
"If he could crawl, you'd be in trouble."
"Probably." I replied. "He does smell, change his diaper."
"What? Me? You're his mother!"
"Yes, and?" I said. "Come on! Be a man!"
"Please."
"What, you're not a man?"
"Don't do that to me!" He cried.
"What?" I asked. "Come on wussy boy."
"I am no wussy."
"Right, you're that word that rhymes with wussy."
"Woah, woah." Jeff said. "Fine, give me the kid."
I handed him Matthew and he left. Got him. I continued to look up at the ceiling for no apparent reason. Soon after Jeff left there was a knock at the door. I jumped up and went to answer it. It was Matt, I greeted him with a huge hug.
"Why thank you." He said with a smile and a wink. "Where's the baby?"
"Jeff's changing him." I answered. "I didn't feel like it."
"Jeff, changing a baby. He never really did that before." Matt said. "But, more importantly, how did you get him to do it?"
"I said he was the word that rythms with wussy."
"Harsh." Matt said. Jeff came back with Matthew in his arms. "There's my boy." Matt took him from Jeff's arms.
"That wasn't fun." Jeff said.
"It's not supposed to be." Matt told him. "So, we're leaving tomorrow?"
"Unfortunatly so." Jeff answered. "We're going back with you, though, later on tonight. See dad before we leave."
"Sounds good." Matt replied. "He crawling yet?"
"Almost." I answered. "He can hold himself up, just can't move."
"He'll get it." Matt said. "Maybe, one day, he'll be a high flyer like his parents, and uncle."
"Heaven forbid." I replied.
"Why, you don't want him to be a wrestler?" Matt asked.
"Why not?" Jeff added.
"Knowing what we do, and going through a lot of it, a mother would be deathly afraid of losing her child in this sort of thing." I answered
"Yeah, but he's going to be growing up in it, around it. It's going to be all he knows." Matt said. "He's really going to have no choice."
"I would like it if he did." I said. "There is something called college out there, you know."
"School, that's going to be very hard." Matt realized. "We're on the road 200+ days out of the year. How in the hell are we going to have time for school?"
"You're right, you know." I said, realizing the same thing.
"Just have him home schooled on the road with us." Jeff suggested. "It's not the best thing for him, but it'll do."
"We could have him live with your father during the school year, then come out with us on the road during the summer." I said. "But, then we wouldn't see him for six months."
"Lets not worry about this now." Matt said. "He's only a few months old."
It was something we were going to have to deal with sooner or later. More later then sooner, but the situation was still going to come up. Anyway, Jeff decided he wanted to get out in the pool.
"You're gonna have to let me borrow a bathing suit." Matt said.
"Sure, no problem."
"You boys go on right ahead." I told them. "I'll just sit outside with Matthew and get a tan."
"Why won't you come in?" Jeff asked. "You have a bathing suit."
"I can't." I answered.
"Well, why not?" He asked.
"Jeff, are you that stupid?" Matt slapped the back of his head.
"Oh, I get it." Jeff replied. "Haha, sucks for you."
The two boys ran to get changed. I sat outside and watched them make fools out of themselves on the pool. They play wrestled in the pool and stuff like that. Trying out jumps from the diving board.
"Des, hand me Matthew." Matt said. "I want to take him in.
"Oh, I dunno." I said.
"I'll be careful with him." He said. I gave in and handed Matt to him. This was the cutest site if I ever saw one. Jeff, bouncing off the diving board and Matt taking Matthew around in the water. Hearing the sounds of Matt's baby talk mixed in with the splashes and sounds of Jeff in the background. This right here was perfect.
"No, Matt, don't drink the water." Matt said, with a small laugh. I smiled as I looked on.
"Woah! Shit!" I heard Jeff yell. He made a huge splash in the water as his stomach hit it.
"That's gonna hurt." Matt said once Jeff came up.
"Yeah, I know." Jeff replied looking at his stomach. He shrugged and went back up to try it again.
Never once had I seen a Hardy try to do a Diving Moonsault, yet Jeff said his needed work. I continued to lay out in the sun. Matt continued to take Matthew around the pool. And, Matthew continued to try and drink the water.
"He's hungry I think." Matt said handing him back to me.
"I just fed him." I replied. "He just wants to play."
Matt shrugged and joined Jeff in the jumps. Then, they went back to play fighting. I put a towel over Matt's carseat. The sun was pretty strong today.
"I give!" I heard Jeff yell.
"Ha!" Matt laughed.
"No hurting anyone." I told them. "Tomorrow we got some matches to do."
"Don't remind me." Jeff said. "I want to stay here, forever."
"You signed onto this, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." He said to me then got out and sat in front of me. I walked my feet up and down his back. "That feels good."
Matt finally got out of the pool and sat in the chair next to me. I stopped with Jeff. Jeff looked up at me, then shrugged and took Matthew out and put him on the grass.
"Jeff's bonding with Matthew very well." Matt said looking over.
"Yeah, I know." I replied. I looked down.
"Something bothering you?"
"Still thinking." I answered. "Don't know what I'm going to do."
"Right now isn't the time to worry." Matt told me. "Now is the time to relax."
"Yeah, but we're leaving soon to go to those matches and I've got to face it again." I said. "This is horrible punishment."
"For what?"
"I have long feared that my sins would come back to visit me. And, the coast is more than I can bare." I answered. "I am now paying for the mistakes of my past."
"Everyone makes mistakes." Matt told me.
"I have made many. No one knows what it was like not being appreciated. Not being noticed by the two people I wanted to be noticed by the most. I thought that through acting, I could make them proud of me. But, they only grew jealous. I thought if I was somebody in the acting world, they would once tell me they were proud. But, the never did."
"You are talking about your parents, aren't you?" Matt asked. I shook my head.
"It wasn't just them. I tried to make everyone see I wasn't just another girl with Hollywood dreams. I never got my big break outside independent films, but I could have. I tried to prove that I had other talents. That only led me to be known for something else. Singing, dancing, none of it worked."
"What were you known for?" Matt asked me. I didn't answered. "Destiny, it's OK to talk to me."
"I was known for sleeping around." I answered near tears. "It was a way to get back at my parents. Be a badass, be someone they didn't want me to be. I all ready was that by being myself, but I wanted to go out there and make them embarrassed of me."
"Destiny, I didn't know." Matt said. "I'm so sorry."
"Finally, I am getting over all that, getting people to notice that I can do something. And, they still don't care."
"I care." He said. "I will always care."
"I know you do, Matt. But, they don't. I thought I was someone. And, just when I did, all this starts to happen. My sins have come back to visit me. And, the coast is more than I can bare."
Matt pulled me into a hug. I was slowly telling him the hidden stories of my past. I was slowly bringing him into my world. Slowly telling him what it was like to be me. At that point in time, he was the only one I could trust with that.
Jeff came walking back with Matthew. Matthew was getting cranky. He was hungry or needed to be changed. I quickly took him inside. Jeff took my seat and put his head back.
"I give you all the credit in the world." Jeff said to Matt, his eyes closed. "I give you both all the credit in the world."
"I give most of it to her." Matt replied. "She's got more on the line and more to worry about than I do."
"I know." Jeff said. He sat up. "I feel so bad. I have no idea what's going on inside her head. I wish she'd tell me."
"She will, you two are like meant for each other. She'll tell you, or Paul first." Matt said. He was pretending he didn't know anything.
"I'm afraid of Paul right now."
"Why?" Matt asked with a small laugh.
"He got all serious on me. Really got father like."
"Gee, I wonder why." Matt said. "I don't think you have to worry about that. You treat her right. Paul's happy."
"I know something's wrong with her." Jeff continued with that subject.
"Ask her." Matt said. "That's the only way you're going to get anywhere."
"She's not one to be open about how she feels." Jeff replied. "You know that. She writes it down, and we have to beg it out of her."
"Trust me, now would be a good time." Matt told him. "Trust your older brother."
Jeff sat back in the chair. I came back out, without Matthew this time. I held in my hand, a baby monitor to hear him. I sat on Jeff's lap.
"Hey babe, what's up?" Jeff asked.
"He's asleep." I said. I put the baby monitor on the table.
"So, tonight we say good-bye to dad and then get back to work." Matt said. He looked at me. "Can we all handle that."
"I don't see a problem. I mean, I wish I could stay here forever and ever, but that I can't do." I said.
"Well, you should be happy, Des." Jeff told me.
"Why?"
"You got Lita, cage match." Jeff answered. "Something Vince thought would be perfect." He shrugged. "Have fun."
"Yeah, thanks." I replied.
I knew there was a catch in this cage match. Vince just doesn't give me matches I would like for no reason. I had to be careful about that match. See what was really up. There had to be a catch.
"You don't look so happy about the match. I figured you would be." Jeff said.
"Vince put me in a match, in my favor. Doesn't that seem odd to you?"
"Yeah, no, maybe." Jeff answered. "Maybe it's for the belt."
I shrugged. Being the champion again sure was something I wanted, badly. The belt part of the eight man power trip was gone. Not many of us held the belts anymore. But something in the back of my mind was telling me this was a set up.
"What time did dad want us there?" Jeff asked from his bedroom door.
"Um, about five or so." Matt answered. "Gives us an hour."
"Ready." Jeff said coming out, dressed. I walked in to change.
"She didn't tell you anything?" Jeff asked Matt. "Nothing about what she's feeling?"
"Why would she tell me, Jeff?" Matt lied. "I know nothing, you have to ask. Since, you're afraid of Paul."
"You know what I mean by that. You would be to. I think he's waiting for me to screw up."
"I doubt it." Matt replied.
Jeff sat on a chair in the kitchen. "This, whatever it is, is getting the best of her. I don't want to see her fall."
"You have to be the one to be there when she does, to catch her. To help her."
I came out shortly after. I had changed Matthew and everything. Matt walked over and took him from me. There was a weird silence in the room for a few seconds.
"So, Jeff, have any inside info about our match?" Matt asked.
"What? Oh, yeah, you got Eddie and I got Taka." He answered. "No tag match."
"That sucks." Matt said.
"I know!"
"Aww, poor Jeffy, he wanted a tag match." I said going over to him.
"Yeah, poor me." Jeff replied.
I walked back over to Matt and leaned on his shoulder. Jeff watched on as I was close to Matt and he didn't seem to mind one bit. Jeff finally stood up and walked over too.
"Can you promise me something, Matt?" Jeff asked.
"What's that?"
"Don't make me an uncle again any time soon, all right."
Matt smiled. "Don't worry, after this experience, I don't want to be a father again any time soon. I can wait until I am married." He looked down at Matthew. "What about you?"
"I am done with having kids for now, thank you." I said.
"She said it." Jeff replied. "Besides, this isn't the best job for kids, we all know that."
Was not the job for kids, yet I had one. OK, so telling Matt everything and telling Jeff nothing wasn't the smartest idea, but it seemed perfect to me then. Matt went on acting like he didn't know shit when asked, and kept on doing that for me.
"To daddy's." Jeff said at about ten to five.
We all went to Matt's car and drove off. With us, we had new clothes, very little since we love to shop when we can. This was supposed to be a breath of fresh air for us. In some ways, it was.
We pulled up into the driveway of Gilbert Hardy's house, also the house of Matt. I hadn't seen or talked to Mr. Hardy since the airport. It gave him plenty of time to think about the baby situation.
"There are my boys." Gilbert said. He made his way to the car. Jeff hugged him. I stood there. "And Destiny." He hugged me too. "And, my grandson." He went down and picked him up, and carried him to the house.
"Everything's cool." Matt told me. "I had a long talk with him about it."
I hugged Matt to show him I was thankful. He smiled and kissed the top of my head. If I was Jeff, I would have done something so much sooner. But, Jeff kept his silence. I followed the brothers into the house. Gilbert didn't seem like he wanted to put Matthew down any time soon.
"I find it impressive that you can be this child's mother when you are Jeff's girlfriend." Gilbert said to me. I was looking at baby pictures of the Hardy's.
"Me too." I replied, smiling.
"My hat is off to you."
"Thank you."
Jeff was in the backyard trying to get the barbecue started. I followed Gilbert out. Matt was seating in a chair with a beer in hand. Jeff was pouring some of his on the grill.
"Want?" Matt asked me.
"Please." I said. He went inside and came back with one for me. "Thank you." He smiled.
Matt then got up and took Matthew from his father. He set a blanket out on the ground and laid down on it and put Matthew on his chest. I got up and walked to Jeff and put my arms around his waist.
"Hey babe." He said. He turned around and faced me. "Ready to be the WWF superstar again?"
"No." I answered.
"Yeah, me either." He replied. He smiled and kissed me. "But, you have that cage match and could be the WWF Women's Champ again."
"Sucks that I will be the only one with a belt now."
"Yeah, damn Dudleyz lost that belt to the APA, the Goddamn APA." Jeff complained.
"You beat them before."
"That was a challenge." Jeff said. "Hell, what am I complaining for. I love challenges. I love to be Xtreme."
"I know." I said. "And, we get to do that every time out."
"Yes, but I live up to the Xtreme standards. I am Xtreme even outside the ring."
"So am I. Being a mother is Xtreme enough." I said. "Trying to dodge Vince's next blow, and whatever Kurt Angle's going to dish out."
"I think you're doing a good job at it all." He told me. "You are a great mother. You've been dodging Vince's blows each time out, and Kurt's got nothing on you with us around."
"I'm glad you think that, at least you do." I said. I slipped out of his arms.
"You don't think so?" Jeff walked over to me.
"No, I don't." I sighed. "There is no way this can happen, I won't let it happen. I don't want someone with me 24/7."
"That's the only way we can be sure nothing will happen."
"I'd rather take the chance then." I said. "I know y'all mean well and all, but I am not willing to sacrifice my social life for this."
Jeff sat down next to me and pulled me close to him. "I know you don't want any of this, but how can we protect you?"
"When it comes to being backstage and in the ring, fine do what you will. But, I am telling you this, don't do it outside of the ring."
"It's a deal." Jeff told me.
"Is that grill ready yet?" Gilbert called from inside. He came out with a plate of hamburgers.
"Yeah, it is, dad." Jeff said. He got up. I looked back over at Matt. He had fallen asleep with Matthew on his chest. It was so cute.
"We're going to have to wake him up if he wants to eat." Gilbert said to me.
I smiled. "I will. Let them sleep just a little more."
"I'll throw this hamburger at him." Jeff said.
"Don't." I told him. "Let him sleep."
Jeff shrugged and put a piece of cheese in his mouth. I walked over and sat down next to Matt. I tapped at him lightly. He blinked his eyes a few times.
"I feel asleep?" He asked.
"Yeah." I answered with a smile. Matthew started waking up.
"Damn." He said. I took Matthew and Matt sat up. "Why is Jeff by the grill? He might burn something."
"Chill." I laughed. "He's doing fine."
"As long as no one gets hurt." Matt stood up and smiled at me. "You look good today."
"Thanks, Matt." I said somewhat surprised.
He patted my back and went over to help Jeff, picking up a beer on the way. The two brothers laughed about something. I walked, Matthew in hands, to the table. I put Matthew in his seat and went inside.
"Mr. Hardy, could I help you with anything?" I asked.
"Please, call me Gilbert." He said. "Sure, I need you to bring these things out."
I grabbed them and started moving this out on the table. Matt was sitting down at the table as I was bringing things out. I reached over to put something down. I noticed what Matt was looking at. When I stood up, I pulled my shirt up. He smiled and looked away.
"Sorry." He said.
"It's all right." I replied. I looked at him and then walked back inside. Jeff was singing over at the grill. Matt threw something over at him.
"Hey!" Jeff yelled.
"Stop, please." He said.
"I am way better than you are." Jeff said. He had a point. I brought the last of what was inside, out.
"Almost done?" I asked.
"Yeah, just about." Jeff answered.
"I have to feed this one." I picked Matthew up.
"Go right ahead." Matt said. Jeff looked at him.
"We're all adults here, are we not?" I said.
"We are." Matt said. Jeff caught on why Matt wanted me to feed Matthew there. But, I did anyway.
"Baby's are lucky." Matt said. "Especially yours." I smiled.
"Foods done." Jeff said slamming the plate on the table.
"Good, I am so hungry." Matt said. He went right in. I finished up with Matthew when Gilbert came out.
"Matt, calm down." Gilbert told his son.
"It's like he hasn't eaten in days." I said with a laugh.
"We like to keep him in a cage on the road and feed him once a week." Jeff joked.
"Jeff." Gilbert said.
"That's what being on the road is like." I replied. "Being like a caged animal. Don't get me wrong, I love it and all, but it's not easy."
"I never imagined it to be." Gilbert said. "I would believe everything you do is hard."
"Very hard." Matt said between inhaling the cheeseburger.
"It has to be hard to keep relationships alive." Gilbert said looking at Jeff and I.
"It is." Jeff answered looking straight ahead and not at me.
"But, it's easier since we both do this. But, at the same it's hard because we both do this."
"You and Jeff don't have to worry about that." Gilbert smiled. I nodded.
Jeff didn't eat much, which is very unlike him. After he was done, Matt took Matthew back to the blanket. I got closer to Jeff.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing, just thinking." He answered.
"About what?"
"Stuff. Kurt mainly."
"See my point?"
"I see your point, I do. But, I don't want anything to happen to you. I mean, what if you're working out in the weight room and he comes along and does something."
"I can defend myself." I kissed him.
That was only half of what was getting to Jeff. I walked over to Matt. I stepped over him, with one leg on each side of him. Matthew was flopping around near him.
"Want something?" He asked.
"No." I answered.
"Is Jeff going through some sort of fast and didn't tell us about it?"
"No, he's just doing some thinking."
"That's just as unexpected."
"Matt." I said looking down at him.
"Right, sorry." Matt stood up. "I really wouldn't worry though. He goes through his thinking stages."
He patted my shoulder and went off. I knew there was something else wrong. I didn't know what, at the time. I wanted him to be honest with me, and I knew he wasn't.
Soon, the time off in Cameron had come to an end. The Hardy brothers had a homecoming RAW for them, right in Raleigh. They were so psyched about it. Jeff wanted to do every risky move he could think of to impress his friends and family.
"This is big for you then, huh?" I asked. We were all in our locker room doing our own thing. Paul was over in one corner with Stephanie, Chris and Dwayne were talking about their tag match tonight.
"Major." Jeff answered. "It's nothing like Summer Slam last year."
"It was an amazing match, I saw it."
"We lost." Matt said.
My match tonight was the last one before the main event. And, I was right, there was a catch. I was standing in the ring waiting to hear Lita's music and to see her nasty ass walking down the ramp. But, instead the music of Kurt Angle played, and his nasty ass walked down the ramp. It was clear to me now. Vince told me I was going to face Lita so I would accept the challenge. He knew if I knew I would be facing Kurt, then I wouldn't have accepted. Vince didn't know how far this thing with Kurt would go. His intentions were never what they became.
I was pissed, beyond pissed. Kurt only had one thing on his mind. This was a cage match, no where to go but up. His every move on me was something sexual. I put up the best fight I could, but I just couldn't get over it. I got him in his own submission hold. But, he knew everything about the ankle lock and got out of it. Then, he Angle Slammed me and I kicked out.
Instead of trying to really pin me, make me tap, or climb out, he made it worse by laying it on thick. I was almost out of the cage after doing a Twist Of Fate to him. He grabbed a hold of me and threw me back in. The impact sent a sharp pain up and down my spine. I couldn't move. He then got on me and started kissing me. When I slapped him, he Angle Slammed me again and climbed out.
I rolled over and looked at him with a disgusted look on his face. Then, The Rock and Triple H jumped him from behind, right there on the ramp. I was slowly getting to my felt. Shaking off the pains in my back. As Rocky was beating the crap out of Kurt, Hunter came in the cage and carried me out. I had him set me down near Kurt and I started kicking him. Then, we all left.
Once backstage, Jeff came running up to me. No one knew about the match. He took me from Paul and brought me to the first aid room to make sure my back was fine.
"I tried to get out there, but Vince made sure that no one could come out." He told me.
"I knew there was a catch, I told you that." I said. I sighed.
"You did what you could." He replied. Dwayne came down.
"Hey, how you feeling?" He asked.
"Pissed off." I answered.
"Understandable." He said. "Vince made sure nothing screwed that match up. I'm sorry."
"It's all right." I replied. "You and Paul kicking the crap out of him after made all the difference."
"It was the least we could do." He told me. "Paul was going crazy backstage."
"I bet." I smiled and looked down.
"Well, at least he didn't try anything that bad to you." Dwayne said.
"He's messing with the wrong people." Jeff said. "I'm going make sure that doesn't happen again."
He got up and walked right out there. It was before the main event. The tag match of The Rock and Chris Jericho Vs Test and Rhyno. Hardy Boyz music hit and he walked out.
"Normally, I'm not one to come out here and talk about what's on my mind. But, I've just got to say something. Kurt Angle, you have been sneaking around backstage and making these matches with Vince that has to do with my girlfriend, Destiny." He paused and the crowed flipped out. "I am challenging you to a street fight on Smackdown. Are you man enough to accept my challenge?"
A few seconds later, Kurt came down the ramp. "Jeff, Jeff, Jeff." He said. "You think you have a shot against me?" He laughed a little. "Well, if you want to try and impress your girl there, fine I accept your challenge."
It wasn't anything like what The Rock or Triple H would say, but this wasn't about acting. Jeff stormed backstage and into the locker room. After everyone congratulated him on the challenge, he sat down next to me.
"Are you really sure?" I asked him.
"I want him to pay for what he's done." Jeff answered.
I gave Jeff a whole lot of credit. He was going up against someone about twice his size. But, in my one year here, I learned to never underestimate Jeff, ever. He always went out there and fought with 110%, each time out. He never thinks a challenge is too great. He really lives by the phrase, fear is only a four letter word.
We had to spend our last night in Cameron that night. Matt and Jeff weren't happy about that. But, it was off to another town. We were going to Miami. I love Miami. It was always beautiful and there was something to do when we weren't at a match.
I kept dreaming about what Kurt would do to me all night. I hoped whatever Jeff could do to Kurt would be affective. Jeff had to wake me up the next morning, early. We were leaving to go to Miami pretty early. Our flight was leaving at ten that morning.
"Don't make me drag you out of bed!" Jeff called to me. "Matt'll be here any minute." I fell out of bed. "C'mon hun."
"Why must you torture me so?" I asked. I went to my suitcase to find something to wear.
"Hey, do you wanna go to work?" I moaned. "Well, just get up."
I was ready just as Matt got there. Two minutes later, we were out the door. I sat in the backseat with Matthew. He was awake and messing around with a toy. I was sleeping.
Jeff had to wake me up again so we could go on the plane. Matt was holding Matthew and his things. Jeff held his things and Matt's. I was in charge of my own crap. I dragged it on the floor as we walked to the plane.
"Something wrong?" I turned around and Dwayne was picking my bags up.
"Really tired." I answered.
"I can see that." He said. He put my bags over his shoulders.
"You don't have to do that."
"I know." He replied, flashing the signature smile. I smiled back. "Again, I'm sorry about the whole Kurt situation. No one deserves to have that happen to them, especially you."
"Thank you." I said. "I don't understand it one bit."
"I'm sure after Jeff gets done with him, and after the rest of us have our turns with him, he'll be done with you."
"I hope so."
He put his arm around me and said, "you have all of us on your side. We're going to make sure he gets exactly what he deserves."
Dwayne sounded so sure about that. Almost sounded believable. He sat with me while we waited for the plane to come in. Jeff was talking with Adam about something.
"You just got to stay positive." He told me. "If you keep thinking positive, it won't seem so bad."
"That may fit for you." I told him.
"Kurt needs someone to kick his ass good." Dwayne suggested.
"I thought the tag match was enough."
"I bet if he lost that belt, he'd change his ways."
"Vince won't give you the shot." I told him. "He won't give any of you a shot. Not against Kurt anyway."
"We have to make Kurt make the match."
At the time, that sounded so far fetched. But, it was a lot easier than we thought it would be. Dwayne walked with my onto the plane and made sure I was settled in.
"It was nice of Dwayne to do that." Jeff said. I nodded. Paul walked past and sat behind Jeff and I. I turned to say hi to him and Stephanie.
"We have an extra day in Miami." Stephanie told me. "We have a lot to catch up on."
"That we do."
"I could just about kill my father for sending me out on these insane errons." She said. "And, I could really kill him for that match on RAW, what's wrong with him?"
"You got me." I answered.
"Jeff." Paul said, not really moving closer to try and talk to him.
"Hey, Paul." Jeff replied looking back at Paul a little.
Stephanie told me that we should go to the mall or visit the strip in Miami Beach. Sounded like a good idea to me. Spending money, something every girl loves to do. She said she was going to take my mind of off Kurt.
About two minutes into the flight, I had switched spots with Paul. Jeff made sure there was enough space between himself and Paul. Stephanie and I joked the whole time. It was a release from the pain I was going through.
"I'm telling you, you need to challange Kurt to a match yourself, one on one and kick his ass." Steph told me.
"I don't know." I replied. "I'm trying to stay far from him at all coasts."
"I think you and Paul should go against him and Vince." She said. "Or you and my brother or something."
"That's all right." I said. "I have an tag match with Matt tonight against Dean and Perry and I have every intentions on winning."
"It's weird, usually when a girl tags with a guy, it's an intergender tag match. But, with you, it doesn't matter."
"That's because I rule." I told her, then smiled.
"Right, how could I forget." She said.
"We should tag together." I looked at her. "Against Trish and Lita. What do you say?"
"When?"
"Next RAW." I answered.
"I don't know." She said.
"You need to get back into the game." I told her. "Come on!"
She smiled. "I do have to get Trish back for something's."
"All right!" I said with a smile.
Steph went along with the idea. She sat there for a while, not saying anything. Then she looked at me.
"My father would flip if I started fighting again." She said, a sly smile appearing on her face.
"Another reason to get in on it." I told her.
"It's not going to be like Team Xtreme or whatever, but we'll do great."
"No doubt." I smiled. "Kicking the crap out of Trish and Amy."
Being with Steph always made me feel better. She was the only other girl I got along with. I never really did get along with girls growing up. They were always fake, changing their personality and look each week to please different people. Usually people have trouble getting along with the opposite sex, it was different for me.
Anyway, the girl talk between Stephanie and myself continued the whole flight. Jeff had forgotten about Paul. He was intensely engaged in "The Catcher In The Rye". I don't think there was a time where Steph and I weren't laughing. We spent the better part of the flight ragging on Trish and Amy. OK, so it was very immature, but we didn't even care.
When the flight touched grounds in Maimi, Stephanie and I ran off the flight hand in hand. We got our bags and handed them to Paul and Jeff, saying we'd be back before the matches were on. Jeff and Paul, holding our things, looked at each other with weird looks.
Steph and I rented a nice convertible car and drove down to South Beach. We had some time to get something to eat on the strip and check out some stores. We weren't worried about Smackdown that was in two hours, we weren't worried about what was going to happen there.
"This is so you." Stephanie said walking over with a long black jacket.
"You are so right." I replied taking it from her. She smiled as we looked in the full length mirror. I reached into my pocket to see what I had left, enough for the jacket.
"We will have more tomorrow." Steph said as I paid for it.
"Oh, hell yeah." I replied.
We went around some more stores before we had to go back. We sang along to the radio and joked around some more. I felt great going into the arena, ready for my match with Matt against Dean and Perry. No worries...yet.