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.:Chapter 5:.

"Matt! Matt! Where are you? Matt!" Jeff yelled as he burst through the door.

"Calm down, I'm right here!" said Matt, emerging from the living room, "What's up?" he asked, just before Jeff punched

him in the face

"What was that for?" Matt asked angrily rubbing his left cheek, where there was already a red mark

"What's been going on between you and Kiara?" Jeff demanded

"What? Nothing, I just told her that you'd be waiting for her at the normal place. It wasn't my fault that she came here

first!"

"You mean you haven't been seeing her behind my back?"

"No! God Jeff, do you really think I could do that to you? My own brother?"

Jeff immediately knew that Matt was telling the truth. He wondered how he could ever have doubted him.

"I'm sorry Matt!" he exclaimed, before grabbing his brother in a fierce hug, "You're my brother, and I know you'd

never do anything to hurt me!"

"Unless we're wrestling!" Matt joked

"Yeah, unless we're wrestling!" Jeff agreed. "I broke up with Kiara." He confessed, suddenly and sadly.

"What? Why? I thought you two loved each other!" Matt said in surprise

"Yeah, so did I. But then she started acting weird. She had a ouija board Matt. You know how I feel about stuff like

that. I thought she did too, and I thought she respected my feelings, but she didn't. She didn't even tell me about it, she hid it. It was only when Liger wouldn't go near her that I suspected something. Why did she do it Matt? I

thought I knew her." Jeff was crying now, and Matt was shocked. He knew Jeff must have cared deeply about Kiara, so deeply, that he knew he could never tell him about the way Kiara had been acting towards him lately.

"I… don't know. All I can say is, I'm here for you Jeff." replied Matt, enveloping Jeff into a hug and letting him cry on

his shoulder. Jeff cried for a long time and Matt's shoulder began to fall asleep. Eventually though, Jeff stopped crying.

"I can't believe how hurt I am over this. I never thought I'd feel like this about a girl, at least, not until I was older.

Oh, sorry Matt. I've made your shoulder all wet." Jeff said, sniffling a bit as he dried his tears.

"Hey, don't worry about it, my shirt will dry, and I'm sure there'll be plenty more girls for you to cry over in the

future! Hey, I think I know what will make you feel better," said Matt.

"Skittles?" asked Jeff hopefully.

"Well, that's not what I was thinking of, but now you mention it, I am getting hungry. Come on, lets go get something to eat." replied Matt.

"What were you thinking of?" asked Jeff as he followed Matt to the kitchen.

"Wrestling. I thought I'd lie on the floor of the ring and let you dive all over me, practising your Swanton bomb; it's

not perfect yet. That is, if you want to?" Matt told him, getting a Snickers bar and a bag of Skittles out of the cupboard.

"Yeah! I think I know what I'm doing wrong with the Swanton anyway, and I've got a new move I want to try out on you." said Jeff excitedly as Matt tossed him the bag of skittles.

"Ohh, what have I let myself in for?" Matt groaned good-naturedly through a mouthful of chocolate.