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It had been a month since things had taken a turn and changed. Only a month ago, Matt and Amy were together. A relationship filled with love and trust. Even everyone had believed that they'd be together forever. Not everything ends up the way people expect it, though. Because just a month ago, there was a break. A crack that formed into shattering pieces.
What Matt and Amy had once had, no longer existed. They aren't together anymore. A little innocent crush on someone else led to a bigger guilty almost mistake, which led to a big emotional break between them.
It was Tuesday and the WWF was taping Smackdown in Dallas, Texas. Amy was walking around the arena talking to some friends and looking for something to do. She didn't have a match to do that night, so she had some spare time to do what she pleased, for the most part.
Amy walked into a room and realized she was now in the main room, where some wrestlers were chatting and laughing with each other. She didn't really feel like socializing with them at the moment. She turned her head and looked at the beverage table and spotted Matt getting some coffee. It was a good time to try to talk to him, so she slowly made her way over and stopped beside the table to the side of Matt.
She stood there for a few seconds debating whether this was a good time or not and if she should say something or just walk away. Finally she said, "Hey, Matt."
Matt's eyes moved to look at her, but he didn't say anything. He didn't even acknowledge that he knew that she was even there. It was as if she were invisible. Or that he was still mad and, therefore, didn't want to talk to her.
"H-how are you?" Amy pushed on with tried cheerfulness. She smiled hesitantly.
This time, Matt turned his head and looked at Amy. For once, she couldn't read his eyes and find out what he was feeling.
"Fine," Matt said, his voice sounding empty. Matt put down his cup of coffee. Fine was an overstatement. He was far from fine. He was a wreak, emotionally and physically. He hadn't had sleep for days. He'd hardly gone out or hung with friends. He missed Amy terribly, it hurt. It was so hard to get over and let go of her. But, he couldn't excuse what she'd done.
"That's good," Amy said. This was good. They were having a conversation. The truth was, a lot had changed since they had broken up. They weren't close anymore and when they'd actually talked, which wasn't often, it was so awkward and short and Matt always ended up leaving before there was really a chance to have a real as can be conversation. Amy missed him greatly.
Amy had left Team Extreme a few days after the break up, knowing it would be too uncomfortable working together and that there would be tension. It was hard leaving that big part of her life. Their team meant a lot, but she knew she had to. If it hadn't been her, it would've been Matt and she couldn't let him leave Jeff.
Matt didn't respond. He looked at his cup of coffee.
"Hey, do you want to do something-" Amy started asking.
"Sorry," Matt interrupted, "I can't. I have stuff to do."
"Oh. Ok," Maybe another time," Amy said trying not to look too disappointed.
"Maybe." Matt looked around the room. "See ya." He took his cup and walked out. He wasn't in the mood to talk. He wanted to be alone. His heart was too damaged.
Amy leaned against the wall and sighed. She closed her eyes and swallowed. Maybe they weren't having a conversation. All she wanted was for them to be able to talk to each other and hopefully become friends again. Any hopes of that flew out the window.
***
A half-hour later, Amy went back to her locker room. She was bummed that Matt and her couldn't work anything out. Right now, she needed comfort or at least some relaxation. She opened the door to her room and was met by a single rose being held out to her. She instantly brightened and smiled. He was so sweet. Just what she needed.
She had been with Eddie for less than a month. She was also accompanying him to the ring. They spent almost every waking moment together, like all new couples. Other than sweet, Eddie was thoughtful, exciting and more. He always gave her a rose every day. In spite of the difficulties with Matt and leaving the team, she was happy.
"Oh, Eddie," Amy glowed, "You shouldn't have."
"Baby, this ain't anything new. Besides, you know you love it," Eddie said sliding his arms around her waist.
"Yup," she agreed smiling, "You know me too well." She put her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Amy pulled away and looked into Eddie's eyes. "Wow," she thought. She took his hand and led him to the couch. They sat down, Amy leaning against Eddie, his arm around her.
"What do you want to do tonight?" Amy asked.
"Lock ourselves in the hotel room," Eddie said, "Just you and me."
Amy giggled and kissed him. "I'd love to, but let's go out."
"As long as you look hot," Eddie compromised.
"Eddie!" She hit him on the stomach, then grinned wickedly. "Agreed."
"Oh, mommy," Eddie mumbled. He pushed Amy against the couch and kissed her, as Amy giggled and kissed him back.
Outside the room, Matt passed by looking angry and disgusted. He wanted to kill Eddie more than anything.
***
Later that night, Amy left her room and Eddie, to take a walk. She was walking down a hallway and her mind had drifted, so she didn't notice the approaching figure, until they bumped into each other.
"Watch it," Amy yelled, then realized whom it was. "Oh, hey, Jeff. Sorry about that."
"Hey, Aimes," Jeff said giving her a half smile. "Long time no see. How's it going."
"I'm doing ok," Amy said letting out a half smile, as well. "How have you been?"
"Good, good," Jeff said. "Been busy with lots of stuff."
Amy nodded and then there was a silence. Amy looked at her feet and picked at her nails. Jeff looked around at the walls.
"You don't hate me for what happened, do you?" Amy suddenly asked, searching Jeff's face.
Jeff's face softened. "No. Of course not," he said hugging her. "Why would I be mad. I know what happened with you and Matt, but that happens. No one can help the way they feel."
"Thanks," Amy said quietly.
"And, it didn't affect the way I feel about you," Jeff continued. "I still want to be friends. How about we do something sometime?"
"I would like that," Amy said. "Thanks Jeff. I've missed you."
"Me too."
"Um…how's Matt," Amy asked.
"He's ok," Jeff said, then chuckled. "Truthfully, he's not doing well. He's a wreak, basically. Like a bum, with no life in him.
"Oh." Amy felt terrible.
"Don't worry, Aimes. It's not your fault. He'll get over it. He just needs time," Jeff said.
"Thanks Jeff. I don't know what I would do without you," Amy said.
"It's no problem. I care about you."
Amy hugged him. "Well, I gotta go. I'll see you later."
Jeff nodded and they parted, walking on their separate ways.
***
It was dark in the hotel room. The lights were turned off, the blinds closed. A figure sat hunched over at a table. He was practically lifeless, not wanting to do anything, but sit there in the dark and wallow in his misery and loneliness. Why did this have to happen to him? Why was it affecting him this bad? There were no answers.
Suddenly, the door to his room opened and light flooded the room, blinding his eyes. He groaned and rubbed his eyes. Why couldn't he be left alone?
Jeff slapped Matt on the back, which made Matt jump, and then made his way over to the mini refrigerator. He grabbed something to eat and then made his way over to Matt again.
"Man, get up. You've been lying around for the past month doing absolutely nothing," Jeff said.
Matt mumbled under his breath. "I'll do what I want."
"You have got to get out. This isn't healthy. Not to mention, you're not healthy. You look like a freaking bum. You haven't gotten any sleep. You've hardly been eating. And, man, take a shower," Jeff said plugging his nose. "Or change your clothes. This isn't healthy.
"I don't care," Matt said.
"It's been a month. I know what happened must have hurt and I understand that," Jeff said.
"Jeff, I miss her," Matt said sadly.
"I know. But, she's moved on and it's about time you did too," Jeff said. "So that's why I'm taking you out tonight. You're going to meet some girls and forget about Amy. You're going to have fun.
"I can't. I'm not in the mood. And I could never forget about Amy. Nice try," Matt said.
"You're never in the mood. Besides I'm not taking no for an answer. You need this. Here, put these clothes on," Jeff said throwing Matt some clothes.
Matt grumbled and started to change. No way, he'd be able to back out of this one.
"Oh, Matt," Jeff said, "Take a shower first."
A while later, Matt was ready, and they went to a club along with some of the guys. The club looked like a tornado had hit it, with stuff hanging all over the walls, but at the same time looked like the perfect place. People were dancing in the middle on a huge dance floor to loud techno music, lights flashing everywhere.
Matt was not up to dancing or meeting girls, so he sat at the bar, while Jeff and the rest of the guys went to the dance floor and started dancing. He tapped his foot to the music and looked around at everyone having a good time. Maybe he did need this. It wasn't healthy to stay cooped up in a room all the time. Partying was healthy. The bartender asked him if he wanted anything and he said no.
Just as Matt was agreeing to stay there, he saw Amy and Eddie dancing together, rather closely. He became furious and as Amy looked towards him and their eyes met, he whirled around, a sick feeling in his stomach.
"Nevermind, I'll have something to drink. Give me something hard," Matt told the bartender, "I need it."
The bartender slid him a glass of clear substance. Matt wasn't sure what it was and he didn't care. He swallowed the drink. WHEW!
"Give me more and keep em coming," Matt said.
A few hours later, Matt was totally drunk. There were many shot glasses surrounding him and he had just finished his who knows what glass. He was blabbering to the bartender about Amy and them breaking up and Eddie.
"She can have him for all I care. It's not like we were serious or anything. She wasn't even pretty," Matt slurred, then burped and started laughing hysterically.
He was probably making a fool of himself, but he didn't care and he chose to ignore the bored irritated look of the bartender.
"Another shot," Matt said.
"I think you've had enough," the bartender said.
"No, I haven't. I know when I've had enough," Matt said. "I'm the customer, so dammit, give me a drink."
He took the glass and swallowed it. What was the bartender's problem? He didn't know what he was going through. He turned around and looked at the dance floor. The people looked like swirls blending with the flashing lights. The music pounded in his head. The room spun and he felt sick.
"Hey, Matt. You're looking good," a seductive voice passed through his ears.
Matt turned around and saw the outline of a woman sitting beside him. He tried focusing his eyes to see who it was, but she remained blurry. Whoever this was, she knew his name.
"I heard about you and Amy. That must have been tough," she said tracing a finger along his face. "You must need some cheering up. How about you come over to my room"
Matt thought about it and got up. Why the hell not? There was a woman throwing herself at him. Although he didn't know who she was, but she seemed pretty hot, from what he could see. Besides, he was drunk, he couldn't think and there was nothing or nobody stopping him.
He and the woman walked out of the club….
To be continued….
I hope that ending wasn't too rushed.