Hey guys, sorry it's been so long but last Monday I suffered a miscarriage with twins so it was a kind of double blow and I've just been really depressed lately. But anyways, here we are.

Title: A Hunger For Perfection-Chapter 11. Author: Carly. Disclaimer: I don't own anyone involved in this story.

~Three Months Later~ Roughly just over twelve weeks had passed since Amy had been in the centre. She was getting better and her weight was almost back to normal. The only problem was watching Raw and Smackdown each week, wishing she could've been in the ring too. The WWE had told the fans the truth, she had anorexia. Amy, or Lita to many, wasn't so perfect as a lot of people had believed she was. But they still sent her cards and presents and letters, all hoping for her to return soon. All of her friends had come to visit her at some point but not very often. Her only highlight of the day seemed her phone calls with Matt. He'd visit, with Jeff a lot of the times too, every fortnight on their days off. It was the one thing she'd like forward to. Sighing, Amy finished reading her book and lay further down on the bed. It was eleven o'clock at night and he still hadn't called. Matt had promised he'd call at nine but her cell had remained silent and when she had tried ringing instead, she only got his answering machine. But god, she was bored. Normally never going to until three in the morning, Amy didn't know what to do with herself. She'd showered, eaten and read an entire book. Just as she was about to drift off though, there was a quiet knocking at the door. "Hey Amy." "Hey guys, come in if you want," Amy replied. Her three mates entered the room and sat at the edge of the bed. Kayleigh, Jodie and Jenn were roughly the same age as her but still all a bit younger. She'd met them within the first week of her arrival. They'd become pretty good friends and Amy was thankful to be able to talk to someone about her anorexia. "So, what's up?"

"Nothing much. You just seemed really down today. Wanted to see if you're okay?" Jodie asked, curiously. "I'm just fed up. I hate being stuck here. I want to go back to work, see my friends again. And Matt hasn't called tonight either." "Why don't you call him?" "I've tried, his voicemail service keeps coming on!" "Just out of curiosity, are you and Matt dating?" "No! We're just friends.but he did kiss me first night I arrived here, when he was saying goodbye. We haven't mentioned it. So I guess it doesn't mean anything." They all talked for a little while more before Amy grew extremely tired so her friends left her to sleep. But, she couldn't doze off; she had too many things on her mind. She just wanted her life back to normal. Instead, she was constantly watched over in case she exercised or made herself sick. Matt seemed to stop calling as much too, if he even did at all. At the start of her admittance, Matt would call everyday, sometimes even twice a day, just to see how she was. But gradually, his calls shortened as "something always came up". It wasn't long after that; he went through a day without calling her. And she missed him. Amy woke up the next morning, still exhausted. She'd finally managed to get some sleep but only for four hours. She quickly showered and changed before going into one of the rooms for breakfast. But she didn't feel much like eating today. It wasn't necessarily because she thought she would get fat, but she had so much running through her head, she didn't want to eat. But she had to. That was the rules. Amy grudgingly ate her food of a full English breakfast then went outside for some fresh air. Because she had been eating lately, the supervisors decided to let her have a bit a freedom seeing as she was a grown woman who they could now trust to get better. Amy watched as more anorexic girls and a few boys made their way to the entrance to get admitted, family and friends with them. It was hard to believe she used to be like that. But Amy was almost better. They had said if she kept up the way she was going, she'd be home in no time. And she couldn't wait. She could finally see her mom, Matt, Jeff, Gil and her dog again. Not to mention, go back to work. Weeks slipped by and Amy was getting stronger every day. When the doctors weighed her one day, she was now over a hundred pounds. They finally agreed to let her go, just as long as she kept in contact with a counsellor and doctor to check how she was doing. But she still had to reach at least a hundred and twenty pounds before she could start training as a wrestler again, to make sure her body was strong enough against the moves that were performed in the ring. Her bones had weakened slightly because of the anorexia but Amy's doctor was sure she'd be okay. She immediately scattered to her room to phone Matt and tell him the good news.even though she hadn't heard from him in over two weeks. Unfortunately, it was just his answer machine.again. "Umm, hey Matt, its me again. Please call me back; I need to talk to you. Bye," Amy said, half excited and half disappointed. She really wanted to talk to someone, so decided to ring Jeff instead. "Hello?" he asked in a tried voice. "Hey, Jeffrey!" Amy replied happily. "Ames? Hey Red, what's up?" "Nothing much but I have a surprise for you. You should be getting it very soon." "Can't you just tell me?" "No, that would ruin the surprise now wouldn't it? Listen, what's up with Matt? He never calls me anymore, and when I ring him, his voice mails always comes on." "I haven't seen him much either lately. I'll have a word with him later." They talked for another ten minuets before Jeff had to go for a meeting. It was nearing half-past twelve in the afternoon and Amy was allowed to leave that day. She grabbed her suitcase and began packing. Not bothering to fold everything neatly, she was so eager to leave, she threw her clothes in haphazardly. She jumped when Jodie and Kayleigh entered. Amy quickly explained they were letting her go as she continued to pack. They kept talking as she collected her toiletries and other belongings, jamming them into another smaller suitcase. As soon as she was finished, she fell to the bed and breathed out deeply. As they conversed, Jenn entered as well. After quarter of an hour, they swapped cell phone numbers and arranged to meet up sometime. They all still had quite a while to go so they wouldn't be leaving any time soon. Amy talked with the doctor and whomever else she needed to before finally exiting. She hugged her friends goodbye then climbed into the cab that would be taking her to the airport. After the two-hour flight, Amy landed in Ohio where Raw was being held. She grabbed another cab to a near-by hotel and checked in. She wasn't really used to flying as she always drove to her destinations, hence the reason why she had jet lag. The moment Amy entered her assigned hotel room, she collapsed on the bed for a well-deserved sleep. Later that afternoon, she decided to do some laundry. By now, at half past four, the wrestlers would be at the arena so there was a decreased chance of bumping into someone. After cleaning her clothes, she returned to her room to re-dye her fading red hair and get ready. At about six o'clock, she took another cab to the arena, ready to face her friends again even though she was still worried, deep down, they would think she'd put too much weight on. That fear would be with her for a while. But, she was ready for her normal life again and to see Matt and Jeff again. She just couldn't wait for whatever life brought her now, and was determined never to starve herself again. The End

Expect a sequel very soon.until then, CYA!!

~Carly~