TITLE: What Went On?
AUTHOR: Hayley
E-MAIL: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
RATING: PG-13 for language
DISTRIBUTION: ask first please
DISCLAIMER: i own no one
CHAPTER 8
Amy stepped outside the airport squinting to see. Walking briskly, she shuffled through the piles of snow while burying her face in her jacket collar. Regardless of being freezing outside, she needed to get away. The winds had started to pick up and visibility was close to none on the roads. God I'm going to be stuck in this airport forever she thought while turning the corner around the airport. She sighed miserably when she saw Matt searching frantically for her, running around like a chicken with his head cut off. She couldn't help but smile for a moment at the image. Turning on her heels, she spun around and headed in the opposite direction just as Matt's eyes found where she was, or had been.
Fuck! Matt sighed as he looked up and saw no one. I could've sworn she'd be around here... he mumbled as he headed back inside, the opposite direction that Amy had gone. He stumbled over a pile of snow and Amy's promise ring he had been holding onto fell out. Oh god no... he muttered angrily as he got down on his hands and knees and hurriedly searched for it. Taking off his gloves, his bare hands instantly started to freeze as his hands dug through piles of snow until he found the ring. Jamming it into his pocket, he jogged inside as he couldn't feel his hands anymore.
"What happened to you? You just sort of disappeared." Trish said blowing out a sigh of relief as Matt walked up to her looking at his hands. "What happened?" Trish asked as she grabbed Matt's hands and flipped them over examining them.
"Nothing. It's cold out." He mumbled.
"Well duh. But were you playing in the snow or something? God these are frost bite marks." Trish said softly as she looked at them more closely.
"How do you know? It could just be dry skin." "C'mon Matt, I grew up in Canada. I was there long enough to know what frost bite is. Have you ever heard of gloves?" She asked sarcastically.
Without thinking, Matt took out Amy's promise ring and handed it to Trish.
"What's this-" Trish started before biting her tongue when she realized what it was. She shook her head frustratedly as she jutted out her jaw upset. "I can't believe she did it. She actually did it." Trish said in awe as she flipped the ring over in her hand.
"Yeah well believe it." He retorted trying not to show how upset and frustrated he was. "Do you know when we can leave this shit place? I don't think I can take anymore of being stuck here knowing she's somewhere crying because of me."
Trish felt sympathetic towards the older Hardy, but she knew Amy was going through hell and this was just her own way of dealing with it. She didn't want to choose sides, but Amy made it really hard for Trish to even try and feel sorry for her by the way she was treating all of them. Trish had to bite the bullet though, if anything, this was the time that Amy needed her the most, no time for being a baby and whining about it.
"Trish my hands hurt." Matt pouted while rubbing them together.
"Don't!" Trish shrieked as she pulled Matt's hands apart and laughed sheepishly. Matt looked at her like a crazy person but she ignored it. "You're never supposed to rub your hands together, it'll do more damage than good." She said as she warmed up his hands by placing them in between his. They stood there laughing and talking as Amy saw the pair and her eyes narrowed. Not stealing my boyfriend my ass... She hissed obviously taking things the wrong way. Talk about bad timing.
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read and review plz. sorry for the delay, im not quite sure how good of a chapter, sorta boring maybe? not enough excitement? i dunno. but once this friday comes and goes, i'll be able to relax cuz ill be done with finals. i'm trying REAL hard to update this so please be patient. i have two different endings and i'm not sure if i should end it happy or sad, suggestions always welcome. once again r/r. ttyl!
AUTHOR: Hayley
E-MAIL: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
RATING: PG-13 for language
DISTRIBUTION: ask first please
DISCLAIMER: i own no one
CHAPTER 8
Amy stepped outside the airport squinting to see. Walking briskly, she shuffled through the piles of snow while burying her face in her jacket collar. Regardless of being freezing outside, she needed to get away. The winds had started to pick up and visibility was close to none on the roads. God I'm going to be stuck in this airport forever she thought while turning the corner around the airport. She sighed miserably when she saw Matt searching frantically for her, running around like a chicken with his head cut off. She couldn't help but smile for a moment at the image. Turning on her heels, she spun around and headed in the opposite direction just as Matt's eyes found where she was, or had been.
Fuck! Matt sighed as he looked up and saw no one. I could've sworn she'd be around here... he mumbled as he headed back inside, the opposite direction that Amy had gone. He stumbled over a pile of snow and Amy's promise ring he had been holding onto fell out. Oh god no... he muttered angrily as he got down on his hands and knees and hurriedly searched for it. Taking off his gloves, his bare hands instantly started to freeze as his hands dug through piles of snow until he found the ring. Jamming it into his pocket, he jogged inside as he couldn't feel his hands anymore.
"What happened to you? You just sort of disappeared." Trish said blowing out a sigh of relief as Matt walked up to her looking at his hands. "What happened?" Trish asked as she grabbed Matt's hands and flipped them over examining them.
"Nothing. It's cold out." He mumbled.
"Well duh. But were you playing in the snow or something? God these are frost bite marks." Trish said softly as she looked at them more closely.
"How do you know? It could just be dry skin." "C'mon Matt, I grew up in Canada. I was there long enough to know what frost bite is. Have you ever heard of gloves?" She asked sarcastically.
Without thinking, Matt took out Amy's promise ring and handed it to Trish.
"What's this-" Trish started before biting her tongue when she realized what it was. She shook her head frustratedly as she jutted out her jaw upset. "I can't believe she did it. She actually did it." Trish said in awe as she flipped the ring over in her hand.
"Yeah well believe it." He retorted trying not to show how upset and frustrated he was. "Do you know when we can leave this shit place? I don't think I can take anymore of being stuck here knowing she's somewhere crying because of me."
Trish felt sympathetic towards the older Hardy, but she knew Amy was going through hell and this was just her own way of dealing with it. She didn't want to choose sides, but Amy made it really hard for Trish to even try and feel sorry for her by the way she was treating all of them. Trish had to bite the bullet though, if anything, this was the time that Amy needed her the most, no time for being a baby and whining about it.
"Trish my hands hurt." Matt pouted while rubbing them together.
"Don't!" Trish shrieked as she pulled Matt's hands apart and laughed sheepishly. Matt looked at her like a crazy person but she ignored it. "You're never supposed to rub your hands together, it'll do more damage than good." She said as she warmed up his hands by placing them in between his. They stood there laughing and talking as Amy saw the pair and her eyes narrowed. Not stealing my boyfriend my ass... She hissed obviously taking things the wrong way. Talk about bad timing.
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read and review plz. sorry for the delay, im not quite sure how good of a chapter, sorta boring maybe? not enough excitement? i dunno. but once this friday comes and goes, i'll be able to relax cuz ill be done with finals. i'm trying REAL hard to update this so please be patient. i have two different endings and i'm not sure if i should end it happy or sad, suggestions always welcome. once again r/r. ttyl!