Author's Notes: The characters you see in this story do not belong to me. This chapter is told in Shawn's P.O.V. (I hope you enjoy!)

I'm really glad you accepted my challenge for a match against you, Jay. I'm looking forward to beating the shit out of you. You deserve everything I'm going to do to you tonight. Since our match is a No Disqualification match, there's not a damn thing you can do about it.

You have some nerve, Jay. Strutting around like you own this place. Let me give you a newsflash.. you're nothing compared to some of the other guys back here. You're just a little boy with a huge ego, all because of a title. You lost something that I've wanted for a long time. Yeah, I'm talking about Chris. I love him with all my heart, but I never said anything to him about it because I knew he was in love with you.

I love Chris. And when you fuck with someone I love, you fuck with me. That's a mistake I'm going to make sure you live to regret.

How can you hurt someone as innocent as Chris? You don't even feel bad about what you did to him, do you? Of course you don't. You don't have a heart. You're a heartless son of a bitch.

My thoughts are interrupted when I hear Chris' soft, hesitant voice. "Shawn, you really don't have to go through with this match."

"Chris, I'm going to have this match with Jay. He hurt you so I'm going to hurt him. Don't worry about me. I'm going to be fine, I promise."

"Be careful, Shawn," Chris says quietly. "I don't want you to get hurt out there."

I can tell Chris doesn't want me to go through with this match, but this is just something I need to do.

Seeing that it's almost time for me to make my entrance, I pull Chris into a quick hug then wave at him as I walk towards the gorilla. After waiting a few moments, I hear my music start, so I make my way down the ramp and slide into the ring, not bothering to do my usual entrance. This match is personal and I'm ready to get down to business.

As your music plays, I can feel my blood start to boil. My hatred towards you seems to grow more as you get closer and closer to the ring. Once we're face to face, I can't help but let out a low growl. You have no idea how badly I want to hurt you right now.

After battling with you for about 10 minutes or so, I finally get the three count. I have to admit, you put up one hell of a fight, even though you tried to get yourself counted out numerous times.

I feel like I'm on top of the world as the referee raises my arm in victory. I glance over at the announcers table and I'm shocked to see Chris standing up, making his way to the ring. I get slightly nervous since I have no idea what he has in mind. But that feeling quickly goes away as I see Chris stand over you, spitting in your face. Wow, talk about adding insult to injury. I can't help but laugh when Chris says, "You don't fuck with the King of the World and the Heart Break Kid, Jay. I guess you had to learn the hard way, huh?"

Chris and I make our way up the ramp with huge smiles on both of our faces.

As I glance back at you lying in the middle of the ring in a bloody heap, I can't help but feel immensely satisfied.

I never knew revenge could be this sweet.

**The End**