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Chapter 2: Old Friends-Right?
Jeff trudged over to his dressing room door, the knock becoming more insistent.
"Hi Jeff," a soft voice spoke up, breathless.
"Amy?! Narrowing his eyes, he crossed his arms over his bare chest, "What brings you here?" he responded coolly.
"Matt."
"What, does he have some message he wants you to deliver for him?" he questioned, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"No, Matt and I are finished," Amy spoke up, regret in her tone.
Jeff stared at her in surprise, "Why? What happened?" he asked. His curiosity getting the better of him, Jeff ushered Amy into his dressing room.
Sighing, Amy plopped down on the bench, resting her chin in her hands, "Matt has changed, he's not the same man I fell in love with."
"Tell me about it," Jeff echoed, sitting down next to Amy.
For the first time in a long while, Amy got a good look at her close friend and practically brother, "Jeff, are you okay? You look awfully pale and it looks like you have lost weight."
"Gee, since I haven't seen nor heard from you in several months it's a miracle you even noticed at all."
"Well, I didn't exactly see you banging down my door either," Amy countered. "What happened?"
"Beth and I broke up a few months back."
"Oh my gosh Jeff, I thought you two would be together forever!" she exclaimed.
"We parted mutually and quite amicably, I guess, considering we were together for so long," Jeff stated matter-of-factly. Growing thoughtful, Jeff spoke up softly, "Although, we have managed to stay friends, I still miss her."
"Well, why don't you get back together with Beth then?"
"She's found someone else-Paul Heyman."
If you would like to borrow this story, please ask me first, thanks. :)
Chapter 2: Old Friends-Right?
Jeff trudged over to his dressing room door, the knock becoming more insistent.
"Hi Jeff," a soft voice spoke up, breathless.
"Amy?! Narrowing his eyes, he crossed his arms over his bare chest, "What brings you here?" he responded coolly.
"Matt."
"What, does he have some message he wants you to deliver for him?" he questioned, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"No, Matt and I are finished," Amy spoke up, regret in her tone.
Jeff stared at her in surprise, "Why? What happened?" he asked. His curiosity getting the better of him, Jeff ushered Amy into his dressing room.
Sighing, Amy plopped down on the bench, resting her chin in her hands, "Matt has changed, he's not the same man I fell in love with."
"Tell me about it," Jeff echoed, sitting down next to Amy.
For the first time in a long while, Amy got a good look at her close friend and practically brother, "Jeff, are you okay? You look awfully pale and it looks like you have lost weight."
"Gee, since I haven't seen nor heard from you in several months it's a miracle you even noticed at all."
"Well, I didn't exactly see you banging down my door either," Amy countered. "What happened?"
"Beth and I broke up a few months back."
"Oh my gosh Jeff, I thought you two would be together forever!" she exclaimed.
"We parted mutually and quite amicably, I guess, considering we were together for so long," Jeff stated matter-of-factly. Growing thoughtful, Jeff spoke up softly, "Although, we have managed to stay friends, I still miss her."
"Well, why don't you get back together with Beth then?"
"She's found someone else-Paul Heyman."