Title: A Hunger For Perfection-Chapter 7.
Author: Carly.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone involved in this story.
The next day, Matt and Amy sat at opposite sides of the table during a meeting Vince had called. They had had a huge fight the night before and still weren't speaking. Everyone noticed the tension between them but neither would say anything about it. All of Matt's fears, concerns and a few horrible comments had been released and Amy was still angry with him. He'd called her quite a few names in the heat of the moment yet hadn't even tried apologising. That wasn't to say he wasn't feeling guilty. True, he called her a few things, but instantly regretted them and had been feeling in the wrong ever since.
Vince entered the hall and everyone stopped talking. He began talking about forthcoming matches and their results. He talked for another half an hour about upcoming storylines, mainly Steve Williams and Paul Levesque's as they were the two biggest stars of the company. At the end, Vince requested a meeting with Amy immediately after. She wondered what it was about. As the meeting ended, she pushed passed Matt and walked towards Mr. McMahon's office. She arrived outside his door and waited for him to return. Within five minutes, he came back.
"Come in, Amy," he said, holding the door open for her. She smiled politely and entered his office, sitting down in one of the plush chairs. "Now, it's come to my attention that you haven't been eating and a few people have said that you are suffering from anorexia."
"Mr. McMahon, I haven't got an eating disorder. I've been eating normally again for weeks," she lied. Before the conversation could go any further, they were interrupted when someone burst through the door, as a few problems had occurred backstage.
"We'll continue this later, Miss. Dumas." Amy left the office and went for a walk before decided to jog back to the hotel for an hour to exercise. Luckily, no one passed her as she left the arena. But when she got outside, she found herds of fans there. After reluctantly signing a few things and taking some pictures, she ran back to the hotel. By the time she arrived, she was already out of breath, as she didn't have much energy from not eating but forced herself to workout. She'd gotten her own room again so nobody would find out. The hunger pains were really getting to her. Her stomach rumbled, begging for food. Ignoring the, she began exercising for forty-five minutes before jumping in the shower and changing so she didn't have to get ready at the arena in front of everyone. After drying her hair and applying her makeup, she pulled her baggy pants and her red top on. She had to wear a belt though as her pants were too loose.
Because everyone was still at the arena and she didn't have a car, it meant she had to walk back but Amy wasn't really complaining, as it was more exercise. Everyone she passed looked at her strangely because she had a think coat on but it was boiling outside. But because she hadn't eaten then her body temperature was freezing. Nothing seemed to warm her up; she was still shivering underneath her jacket. Upon arriving, she was met by Matt.
"Ames, I'm sorry for last night. I said some things I shouldn't have but I still stand by the fact that maybe you're…"
"Matt, I appreciate you apologising but I don't want to hear any more of me being too thin. I am eating," she protested. He nodded his head and followed her inside to their locker room. While he was in the shower area, Amy searched through her bag and found her slimming pills. Grabbing a bottle of water, she swallowed one…then two, then three…four…five…six…seven. The bottle was empty. She heard Matt walking out so shoved the bottle back into her bag and pretended to look for something. She feigned being distracted so that she didn't have to talk to Matt. She quickly announced she was going to get a 'snack' from the vending machine but instead took a rapid drive to a nearby pharmacy to get more tablets. By the time she got back, he had gone to Shane and Lance's locker room to practise. Amy hid the pills in her bag then went with her cookies to find him. But as she was on her way, she dumped the contents into the bin then walked into her friends' dressing room pretending to swallow the last of the cookies and scrunched up the bag, tossing it aside. Everyone looked surprised as they thought she had really been eating.
"Right, let's start practising," Shane suggested. Amy had her back turned to everyone and was stretching her arm when Matt saw a huge bruise on her shoulder.
"Jesus, what the hell happened?" he asked, standing up to check on her. "Don't tell me Bryan did this!"
"Oh umm, no. I had a bad fall the other day," she replied, nervously. Bryan hadn't hit her but she knew the bruise had been there for the past two weeks…there was also some on her ribs but she didn't know why. After a few minutes of trying to reassure him Bryan hadn't hit her, they starting strategising. But Amy couldn't seem to concentrate; she was too dizzy. She faked being okay and continued trying to be involved in the conversation. She needed to know what was going to happen that night during their match. By the time they'd finished it, Amy was on the verge of collapsing. When Shane asked if her if she way okay though, she started shouting at him to stay out of her business and left the room.
~During Their Match~
Lillian Garcia introduced Hurricane Helms, Lance Storm and Mighty Molly before Team Xtreme came out to the cheering crowd. They did the gunz then got into position. Matt was up against Helms first. They did a few of performed as planned before tagging their partners in. Jeff started wrestling with Lance for a few minutes until Jeff did a corkscrew moonsault from the top rope. Helms entered the ring and attacked the younger Hardy. Matt went to save his brother as he and his off-screen best friend starting fighting outside. Lita and Molly leaped in and started fighting as well. But after a while, Amy became incredibly light-headed and fell against the ropes to stop herself from fainting. They all saw this and exchanged faces, telling each other to improvise. The Hardyz got into the ring as did Storm and Helms.
"Do the Twist Of Fate and Swanton," Matt informed them all when they were all down. Amy was outside, leaning on the apron, holding her head the pain was so bad. The others did the changed ending, causing Team Xtreme to win. They celebrated then returned backstage.
~Backstage~
Not wanting any confrontation, she quickly disappeared. Once she got to her locker room, she fell to the leather couch, tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't even know why she was crying. After half an hour, one of her co-workers called her to Vince's office. After wiping the tears away and making herself look presentable, Amy made her way to her boss's office. Knocking on the door, she entered, surprised to see Matt and Jeff already there.
"What's going on?" she inquired, confused.
"Please sit down. What happened out there?" Vince asked, almost angrily.
"I was just dizzy. Nothing serious."
"Ames, this isn't normal. Have you seen yourself lately?" Jeff asked.
"What are you talking about? I'm fine."
"Unless you don't sort yourself out Amy, then I'm afraid I'm going have to dismiss you from the company."
"Why? There's nothing wrong!"
"You have anorexia and you can't wrestle. If you claim you're okay, then lift up your top and we'll decided four ourselves…"
Author: Carly.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone involved in this story.
The next day, Matt and Amy sat at opposite sides of the table during a meeting Vince had called. They had had a huge fight the night before and still weren't speaking. Everyone noticed the tension between them but neither would say anything about it. All of Matt's fears, concerns and a few horrible comments had been released and Amy was still angry with him. He'd called her quite a few names in the heat of the moment yet hadn't even tried apologising. That wasn't to say he wasn't feeling guilty. True, he called her a few things, but instantly regretted them and had been feeling in the wrong ever since.
Vince entered the hall and everyone stopped talking. He began talking about forthcoming matches and their results. He talked for another half an hour about upcoming storylines, mainly Steve Williams and Paul Levesque's as they were the two biggest stars of the company. At the end, Vince requested a meeting with Amy immediately after. She wondered what it was about. As the meeting ended, she pushed passed Matt and walked towards Mr. McMahon's office. She arrived outside his door and waited for him to return. Within five minutes, he came back.
"Come in, Amy," he said, holding the door open for her. She smiled politely and entered his office, sitting down in one of the plush chairs. "Now, it's come to my attention that you haven't been eating and a few people have said that you are suffering from anorexia."
"Mr. McMahon, I haven't got an eating disorder. I've been eating normally again for weeks," she lied. Before the conversation could go any further, they were interrupted when someone burst through the door, as a few problems had occurred backstage.
"We'll continue this later, Miss. Dumas." Amy left the office and went for a walk before decided to jog back to the hotel for an hour to exercise. Luckily, no one passed her as she left the arena. But when she got outside, she found herds of fans there. After reluctantly signing a few things and taking some pictures, she ran back to the hotel. By the time she arrived, she was already out of breath, as she didn't have much energy from not eating but forced herself to workout. She'd gotten her own room again so nobody would find out. The hunger pains were really getting to her. Her stomach rumbled, begging for food. Ignoring the, she began exercising for forty-five minutes before jumping in the shower and changing so she didn't have to get ready at the arena in front of everyone. After drying her hair and applying her makeup, she pulled her baggy pants and her red top on. She had to wear a belt though as her pants were too loose.
Because everyone was still at the arena and she didn't have a car, it meant she had to walk back but Amy wasn't really complaining, as it was more exercise. Everyone she passed looked at her strangely because she had a think coat on but it was boiling outside. But because she hadn't eaten then her body temperature was freezing. Nothing seemed to warm her up; she was still shivering underneath her jacket. Upon arriving, she was met by Matt.
"Ames, I'm sorry for last night. I said some things I shouldn't have but I still stand by the fact that maybe you're…"
"Matt, I appreciate you apologising but I don't want to hear any more of me being too thin. I am eating," she protested. He nodded his head and followed her inside to their locker room. While he was in the shower area, Amy searched through her bag and found her slimming pills. Grabbing a bottle of water, she swallowed one…then two, then three…four…five…six…seven. The bottle was empty. She heard Matt walking out so shoved the bottle back into her bag and pretended to look for something. She feigned being distracted so that she didn't have to talk to Matt. She quickly announced she was going to get a 'snack' from the vending machine but instead took a rapid drive to a nearby pharmacy to get more tablets. By the time she got back, he had gone to Shane and Lance's locker room to practise. Amy hid the pills in her bag then went with her cookies to find him. But as she was on her way, she dumped the contents into the bin then walked into her friends' dressing room pretending to swallow the last of the cookies and scrunched up the bag, tossing it aside. Everyone looked surprised as they thought she had really been eating.
"Right, let's start practising," Shane suggested. Amy had her back turned to everyone and was stretching her arm when Matt saw a huge bruise on her shoulder.
"Jesus, what the hell happened?" he asked, standing up to check on her. "Don't tell me Bryan did this!"
"Oh umm, no. I had a bad fall the other day," she replied, nervously. Bryan hadn't hit her but she knew the bruise had been there for the past two weeks…there was also some on her ribs but she didn't know why. After a few minutes of trying to reassure him Bryan hadn't hit her, they starting strategising. But Amy couldn't seem to concentrate; she was too dizzy. She faked being okay and continued trying to be involved in the conversation. She needed to know what was going to happen that night during their match. By the time they'd finished it, Amy was on the verge of collapsing. When Shane asked if her if she way okay though, she started shouting at him to stay out of her business and left the room.
~During Their Match~
Lillian Garcia introduced Hurricane Helms, Lance Storm and Mighty Molly before Team Xtreme came out to the cheering crowd. They did the gunz then got into position. Matt was up against Helms first. They did a few of performed as planned before tagging their partners in. Jeff started wrestling with Lance for a few minutes until Jeff did a corkscrew moonsault from the top rope. Helms entered the ring and attacked the younger Hardy. Matt went to save his brother as he and his off-screen best friend starting fighting outside. Lita and Molly leaped in and started fighting as well. But after a while, Amy became incredibly light-headed and fell against the ropes to stop herself from fainting. They all saw this and exchanged faces, telling each other to improvise. The Hardyz got into the ring as did Storm and Helms.
"Do the Twist Of Fate and Swanton," Matt informed them all when they were all down. Amy was outside, leaning on the apron, holding her head the pain was so bad. The others did the changed ending, causing Team Xtreme to win. They celebrated then returned backstage.
~Backstage~
Not wanting any confrontation, she quickly disappeared. Once she got to her locker room, she fell to the leather couch, tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't even know why she was crying. After half an hour, one of her co-workers called her to Vince's office. After wiping the tears away and making herself look presentable, Amy made her way to her boss's office. Knocking on the door, she entered, surprised to see Matt and Jeff already there.
"What's going on?" she inquired, confused.
"Please sit down. What happened out there?" Vince asked, almost angrily.
"I was just dizzy. Nothing serious."
"Ames, this isn't normal. Have you seen yourself lately?" Jeff asked.
"What are you talking about? I'm fine."
"Unless you don't sort yourself out Amy, then I'm afraid I'm going have to dismiss you from the company."
"Why? There's nothing wrong!"
"You have anorexia and you can't wrestle. If you claim you're okay, then lift up your top and we'll decided four ourselves…"
