Chapter Four:

"Thanks for dinner Jay, I really appreciated it!" Amy said with a smile.

"Oh, it was no problem. You know you're one of my good friends!" Jay smiled back.

"Well, I better get going, Matt's probably wondering where I am." she sighed.

"Yeah, I bet he is." Jay said with a heavy sigh.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" Amy asked.

"You bet!" Jay replied.

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Amy pulled into her and Matt's driveway and walked in the door, only to find Matt sitting at the table, looking directly at the door that she just came through.

"Hey Matt..." she said quietly.

"Where have you been?? I've been worried sick for three hours straight!" Matt replied.

"Chill out Matt....I was out."

"Out where?"

"Jay took me to dinner...." she said.

"WHAT?"

"Matt, it wasn't a date, chill."

"You know what Amy..." he said as she looked at him. "You are so selfish!"

"What?"

"When you got hurt, you couldn't wait to get back in the ring, right? Well, on your comeback, you HAD to make it a big one, you HAD to come to RAW, you couldn't you come to Smackdown and be with me...oh no....you had to have the big comeback and think of your fans...you are so selfish."

"Matt...I..." she started as he cut her off.

"No! I'm not done yet." he paused. "Now, you're seeing other guys behind my back?"

"No! Matt, it wasn't a date, he just took me out to dinner to be nice! It wasn't a date at all! Please don't...." Again, he cut her off.

"No, Amy...out to dinner IS a date. I'm sick of you and your selfishness.....We are THROUGH!"

"Wha...what?" her voice trembled.

"We're through, now get your shit and leave." he said coldly.

She looked at him with tears straining inside her eyes, just waiting to pour. She turned and fled up the stairs, packed her things and left.

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"Hey! Chris! Wait up!" Trish yelled.

"Trish! Hey, what's going on?" Chris replied with a grin.

"Umm...look, I'm sorry about yesterday...my ex called..."

"Ex?" he asked.

"Yeah, we broke up...I guess it wasn't meant to be..." she laughed a little.

"Aww, Trish, I'm sorry."

"No...it was for the better. I'm kinda glad he did." she said.

"Why?"

"Well, I've been wanting to talk to you about this for a while now..." she said, pulling him into a room with her, shutting the door behind them.