Disclaimer: I own Angel Michael's, and for that I am grateful, otherwise the other guys and girls listed in this purely romantic wrestling story all own themselves and the WWE owns whatever characters they have created for them.

A/N: Sorry this is taking me so long to update! I know most of you are sticking with me, so here goes nothing. I swear to God there will be no more reasons for this being held up again. I've just had major issues online and offline, and they fucked up my writing ability for few days. So some people just suck! Anywhere here's chapter sixteen and like I said before I'm planting seeds.

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"Get off the phone now Angel. We are supposed to be having a nice damn dinner here tonight. You've been on the phone with him for over an hour and I've had enough. It's almost like you would rather talk to them then your own boyfriend."

"Its work related Lindsay. I've got get online later too, are you going to flip out then too?"

"Just put the phone down and come and eat. I'm not getting into this while he's on the phone listening."

Tuning Lindsay out for a minute she went back to her phone call with Matt. It seemed that ever since the day at the restaurant with Shane, Lindsay had been considerably meaner with his words and it was beginning to eat at her. She didn't know how much more she could take before she lost it.

"Matt sweetie, I'll talk to you later on when I get online okay? Lindsay made dinner and if I don't go and eat it, I think he might lose his mind, if that's even possible anymore."

"Do what you have to princess, I'll meet you online later if I can."

"Thanks Matt, I love you."

"I love you too pretty girl. Tell Lindsay I think he's being an asshole though, just for the record."

"I will." Angel said trying to curb a pang of laughter she felt as what Matt had just said to her.

Placing the phone back on the receiver, she took one look towards the kitchen and saw him banging around in there obviously trying to let her know he was pissed off with her. Well as much as she loved the guy, him acting like a complete prick around her friends was getting to be just about retarded, and she wasn't going to let him do it anymore. Walking into the kitchen, she ripped the knife out of hand before he could put it down to the meat to cut it.

"We need to have a serious talk, and if you want to yell, then I'm ready for you this time."

Lindsay looked up at her with a stone cold look in his eye like he was lost in a rage and just leaned against the counter. It was obvious that no matter how pissed off he was, he was going to listen, and then see what happened after it.

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"So talk, I can't wait to hear what you have to say to me this time."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean huh?"

In a mock voice and a wicked grin he started in on her, making her feel just about the lowest she'd ever felt in her life.

"Oh Matt, you're so funny! I can't wait to see you either sweetie. What I really can't wait for is when you get me alone in the hotel room and fuck my brains out."

Just sitting here listening to him demean her relationship with Matt to that level made her sick to her stomach. She knew this wasn't going to be the easiest talk she'd ever had, but to start acting like this was just uncalled for and she didn't know if she wanted to walk out or just lay him a beating. She was trying to contain herself from slapping him as it was.

"Now you listen to me, you asshole and you listen good. I told you that Matt and I were best friends. We have never in this lifetime been sexual with each other and if I have my way, which I damn well always do, since its my fucking life, I wont be having sex with him. He's the closest thing aside from Shawn that I have to a brother. Do you think I'm sleeping with my own brother too?"

"No, of course not, but if its not Matt then its that superhero freak with the green hair and makeup all the time. I see you online with him every night, when he's home or has his laptop with him. I see the smiles you get when you talk. Are you going to tell me you don't want to sleep with him?"

"Lindsay damnit, don't you get it? I'm with you. I can't believe you are being this retarded about this. I told you about my life before you met me and you told me that it didn't matter, and you would love me no matter what. Well these guys are now a part of my life again and like I said before if I have my way, they always will be. If you don't get that, then I don't know what I ever really saw in you."

"Oh don't start with that Angel. It's not going to work. You know what you see in me, and I prove that to you every night you're with me."

"This isn't about sex damnit! God right now you're lucky I don't punch you right here on the spot. You're so pissed off about stupid things that you're being downright rude to me, and believing things that aren't even there. When you want to have a civilized conversation with me, come find me. Screw this dinner you're making. I'm going back to the office." Grabbing her laptop, she threw it under her arm and slammed her way out of the apartment they shared. There was no way she was going back there tonight to listen to more of that.

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~~Online Chat- EmoetryGoddess (Angel), MattitudeV1 (Matt Hardy), SugarSweetHelms (Shane)~~

EmoetryGoddess: I'm so pissed off right now I can't even work right!

SugarSweetHelms: What happened now?

MattitudeV1- Her boyfriend is an asshole, what else is new?

SugarSweetHelms: What did he do this time?

EmoetryGoddess: He accused me of sleeping with you and Matt when he's not around.

SugarSweetHelms: Where would he get that idea. Because of us holding hands at the restaurant?

EmoetryGoddess: Yeah, and me and Matt always talk so it's messing with him.

MattitudeV1: Does he hit you?

EmoetryGoddess: I'll be right back.

EmoetryGoddess signs out of the messenger

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"Angel why did you sign off?" Shane asked as she picked up the phone in her office.

"I just..."

"Does he hit you? Has he ever?"

"Not in the beginning he didn't, things were as good as I told you they were, but lately, he's afraid I'm cheating with you and he's gotten verbally abusive and he took a swing at me once."

"I'm going to kill him Angel, that's not right!"

Angel sighed and put the phone away from her ear as Shane started swearing loudly. This was something she didn't want to deal with right now; she left the apartment to escape from it for a few hours. Shane going off on her wasn't helping.

"Why do you stay with him if he is like this? Obviously you don't like it right?"

"No I don't like it Shane, but what can I do about it. I love him."

"And I love you still, but I would never in a million years think of beating you if you talked to another man, especially one who was a friend."

"Well see, you loving me, makes everything he thinks valid, and that's not right."

"Don't go back to him Angel. Fly down to Carolina and stay with me, we can deal with your stuff later."

"Shane. That's tempting, but no. I can't do that to you, and I can't do that to myself right now. I left you the first time for a reason. I know we're friends now but it's not right for me to do this to you. I've got to go."

"Angel don't leave!"

Before Shane could get the words out she had already hung up the phone and he couldn't help fearing for her, and what might happen when she got home. He didn't know Lindsay that well, but from what he saw at the restaurant, he had a cause to worry, and so did Angel. Picking up the phone, he dialed Shawn.

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