Disclaimer: Ya'll know the drill....don't know em'.....don't. These stories come from the sick, dark, happy place in my mind.

Amy's P.O.V

I love these guys I really do, but they just don't get it. I guess they've been hit in the head one too many times. It hurts me when they interfere or won't even let me have matches. It's like they don't trust me to do my job! Or I'm not good enough or something.

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After raw, and after Lita lost to Jackie

That's it!!!! I can't take it anymore. I've HAD it with these two fucks! Yah know, I thought I loved these two, but I think it was just some weird misplaced.....madness. I don't know. All I know is that I can't even stand to talk to those two anymore!

I had my match with Jackie for the women's title, and everything was going great! I was totally kicking some ass! Then, I was against the ropes and looked behind me, and I saw some blue hair sticking out from under the ring! I got distracted, and then Jeff runs out from under the ring screaming something that sounded like a really fucked up mating call and attacked. Oh! but instead of attacking Jackie he got me! I was so pissed off that I just started beating the hell outa him, screaming ' I told you smurf!' and then Matt came and pulled me off of Jeff and carried me backstage, while I was kicking him in the face.

Jackie ran off, I guess we scared her. Well, anyways I was disqualified and she won.

When Matt set me down, I ran down the hall yelling obscenities about smurfs and monkeys....( I claim temporary insanity!)

Trish finally came and calmed me down, and drove me to the hotel. It was like 2:00 in the morning, but I couldn't sleep. So I decided to go for a little walk. I walked around Sacramento for a little while and found my way back to the hotel. The next thing I know I'm in the Hardyz hotel room!

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I should have some more posted soon, I'm having some trouble with my 'psycho' Lita muse. Please R&R, I appreciate it, and I'm always open to any suggestions! Thanx!!