"Yah, yah, yah," Matt spoke into the phone. "Yah, don't worry, dude. She's fine. Okay. Okay. Bye." Kit's back was to Matt, and she had listened to Matt's part of the conversation. Even though she didn't hear the other person, she knew fully who it was and why he was calling and what he was saying.

Matt sighed and turned to look at Kit who was sleeping on the living room couch. He walked over to her, as she quickly shut her eyes. He pulled the blanket up to her neck and patted her back. "Sweet dreams," he said. "I know you're awake." She turned around and looked at him.

"How?"

"I'm not that dumb, Kit," he said, chuckling. She sat up and pouted. "What's wrong?" 'Just me being jealous of Jeff, still...' she thought.

"Nothing," she replied.

"Somethings up."

"I'm just thinking -- why am I the one stuck with Adam?" she asked, sighing. "Why was I so stupid to not see his true side. I mean..." She trailed off. She couldn't even find the words to describe him.

"Everyone is like that," Matt said. "I'll admit, even I am. When you first see someone, everythings fine and dandy. After a while, it's just kinda get boring with that person, unless there's a really strong bond connecting the two."

"But why won't Adam let me go when he did with all his past ex's?" she asked.

"Are you positive about that?"

"No, but... if he's not doing that to anyone else, why me? Ya know?" she asked. Feeling the cold now, she wrapped herself with the blanket.

"I know what you're trying to say," he said, looking at her. "Maybe ... he does really love you."

"If he did --"

"Ya, I know."

"Nothing ... nothing makes sense at all!" she shrieked. "Why me? Why?"

"Calm down," Matt hushed. "Get some sleep. We'll find something decent to do tomorrow."

"Oh, gzz, Matt," she said, laying down. "I'm dragging you into this mess, too."

"It doesn't matter," he said, smiling. "Night." She half-smiled and told him sweet dreams.

"Kit wants to stay home," Matt spoke into the phone. "Yep. I don't think that would be a good idea." Kit sat on the couch, flipping through the channels to find something decent on, but her mind wasn't even on that. She is listening to Jeff and Matt's conversation on the phone, and so far, Matt had refused to go to all the activities they suggested to stay home with her.

"Matt, I'll be fine here, don't worry," she said. "You can go."

"No," he told her. "I don't feel up to it anyway, so it doesn't matter." Kit sighed. "Hmm? No, Jeff, I was talking to Kit. Sure. Sure. That sounds good. Bye."

"Whats up?" Kit asked, as Matt sat down next to her.

"They're coming over," Matt said. Kit turned and looked at him. "You don't mind do you?"

"No, no," she replied. "Who?"

"Jeff, Amy and Amanda," he replied.

"Oh."

"You really don't mind?"

"No," she replied. "When they coming?"

"They'll be here in a few minutes," he replied. She nodded and sighed. "Somethings wrong."

"What?" she asked, turning to look at the brunette Hardy. "No, Matt, seriously, nothings wrong. Please drop it." Matt apologized and went into the kitchen to get ready for their visit.

A few minutes later, like Matt said, the doorbell rang. "Can you get it Kit?" Matt asked from the kitchen. She sighed and got up, walking over to the door. She flung it open to see Amy on the porch. Without any greetings, Amy walked in and brushed past Kit. Jeff and Amanda walked in, holding hands.

"That bruise is looking better, Kit," Jeff said, studying it.

"Funny," she said. She closed the door and walked back into the living room. Amy was no where in sight, so Kit concluded that Amy had gone into the kitchen. When she heard Amy's shrill laugh, she knew for sure she was in there.

"I'm gonna go to bed," Kit said, when the couple walked in and sat at the couch across from her.

"But it's almost the afternoon," Jeff said.

"But I'm tired," she shot back. "Bye." Without waiting for their good-byes, she left. She knew where Matt's bedroom was, so she walked in there, grabbed his blanket, and walked out into the hallway. She'd done it enough times already, so she placed the blanket on the floor and laid down.

Back in the living room, Matt and Amy came into the living room. "Hey, where's Kit?" Matt asked, placing the popcorn and the drinks down.

"She went to sleep in her bedroom," Jeff replied. Amanda picked up a drink and cuddled up to Jeff.

"She doesn't have a bedroom," Matt said.

"I'll go find her then," Jeff said, unwrapping himself from Amanda. "I'll be back, honey."

He walked down the hall to where Kit had previously walked through. "Kit?" he asked when he saw a body and a blanket on the floor. "Hey, what are you doing? Are you awake?" He crouched down and saw that her eyes were still opened. "What are you doing on the floor?"

"Nothing," she replied. "I stole Matt's blankets." He chuckled.

"Why'd you run off yesterday?" he asked. "I went into a fit."

"I dunno," she lied. "I felt... that I was the one that got you two to argue, so I just left."

"Don't worry about that," Jeff said. "Me and Amanda got everything sorted out right now, so don't worry." Her heart felt a stab.

"Okay," she replied. She sighed.

"Something else wrong?" he asked.

"No."

"Listen, I know what you're thinking, but we will get you through this whole Adam mess -- that I promise you," he said. "Join us when you want to."

"Why does Amy hate me?" she asked all of a sudden.

"She doesn't," he replied. "She's just -- I dunno what's up with her, but ... she doesn't know you quite well yet, and because of the fact that you attacked her, too. I told her it was Adam's fault, but.... she didn't take it too well. Don't worry. Don't let Amy get in the way of you having fun."

"I know," she replied, turning so she would face him. He smiled and kissed her forehead. "Join us later if you can't sleep." He left, as Kit turned around, so she was facing at the wall closest to her. Thinking of Jeff, she fell into slumber.