I didn't know what to say, what to do. I can't deny that I have feelings for Matt, but I was unsure if they were at the level his were. Matt sighed and sat on the next bed, he turned and looked at me. His eyes met mine, and peirced through me. I could feel his gaze pass right on through.

"Matt." I began.

"Destiny, don't think I am asking, or begging, for you to date me or anything like that." He interupted. "I just couldn't let another day go by without telling you how I felt. I know now is the worst time I could ever say anything to you, with what happened and everything, but it was killing me inside."

"I understand." I said. "I just don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything." He told me.

We sat in an akeward silence for the remainder of the time. I was happy when everyone returned. Paul, Chris, and Jay came into my room. They walked over to me and each gave me a hug.

"You look amazing." Jay told me. "Better than I could have ever expected."

"Thank you." I replied.

"You have no idea how good it is to see you awake and sitting up." Chris said, giving me a second hug.

"I'm sorry." I began. "I had no intentions on having anyone find me. I didn't want to put any of you through this."

Tears began to fall from Paul's eyes. "Hunny, all that matters is that you're alive and ok." He said as he took my hand.

"It's just not fair to anyone you." I said.

"Destiny, all that we care about is that you're ok." Jay told me. "You gave us a scare, but now you're ok."

"I guess this means you're going to take tomorrow away from me." I said.

"Actually, no." Paul replied. "We figured canceling your match would drive you over the edge-"

"You thought right." I said.

"Which is why we're letting you do that, but under one condition."

"I can't take time off." I said quickly.

"I figure, after the match is over, you won't be able to move a couple of days." Jay said.

"I can't send you home." Paul told me. "After this match, you're going to be with me. I want to keep an eye on you for a little, make sure you're getting through everything ok. I know it's going to seem like I am really pushing this father thing on you, but I think it's for the best, for now. I don't want this to happen again."

"Ok, I'll do it." I said.

"I'm serious Destiny, I need to-did you say ok?" He asked. I nodded. "I was expecting a fight."

"No, you're probably right." I said. "I don't want to argue."

"Thank God for that." Jay said, trying to joke. "Sorry, I know, bad timing." He paused. "I've got a few things to take care of, Des is it ok if I take off for a bit?"

"Absolutly, don't stop your life for me." I answered. He bent down and kissed my cheek. When he got to the door, he looked to the right and said, "hey, Jeff. How are you?"

Matt looked up. Jay closed the door and he stood up. "Something has just come up." He said. "I have to take care of something."

"Matt..." I said slowly, sensing something was wrong.

"I'm sorry I can't stay longer." He told me. He got up and quickly left.

"What's with him?" Chris asked.

"I don't know." I said looking back at the door.

"Well, whatever it is, I owe the wife a phone call." He said. He kissed my forehead. "Be good."

"I will."

"I guess that leaves you and me." Paul said.

"Will be you and me for a while." I replied.

"Yes, that is true." He smiled at me. "For a little bit anyway. I know you're not going to like it, but I think you've had too much time to yourself."

"Too much time to think." I said.

"Exactly. I know life for you has never been easy, and here, you were finally starting to see the upside of things. And now, things with Amy sky rocket, and everything else that's happened. It's like you don't get a break."

"My life is like a bad novel." I said. "You know, the ones where bad things are always happening."

"There's one way to put it." Paul said. "But, I think you need someone to take care of you for a while. I have a feeling that Sunday is going to be a big help. That's why I can't take that away from you. It's not just the fact that you put so much into it, it's the fact that once it's over, so much will be lifted. If this was any other match, you know you wouldn't be in it, but I have a feeling that Sunday night, tomorrow night, it's going to throw everything out the window."

"That's what I've wanted everyone to see all along." I said. "So much is riding on this, my sanity most of all. I know that once this is over, I can kiss her good-bye. There's going to be no need for it. The feelings I have for her will live with me forever, but there isn't going to be a need for any one of us to get involved with the other. It sounds complicated, but it makes perfect sense. I go my way, and she goes her way with the title. And I know everyone is going, how do you know this is going to work? Trust me, it is. I know that she's suffering like I am."

"I have trusted every one of your decisions since the moment I met you, why would I stop now?" He asked.

"Thank you, Paul." I smiled.

At that moment, a loud thud came from the room next door, followed by a crash, the crash sound that breaking glass makes. Paul shot a look in that direction, and my stomach dropped. That was Matt and Jeff's room. I knew the moment Matt left my room that something was going to happen. I knew that telling him exactly what Jeff had said to me was going to cause something, but I was unaware of what it was.

Paul ran out of my room. I heard him bang on the door next door. I grabbed some sweatpants and threw them on and limped out of there. Paul's banging, and whatever noise was going on in that room had got the attention of a few superstars. Jay came out of his room, which was next to Matt and Jeff's on the other side. He put his hair up in a pony tail and looked at Paul, then at me.

"Destiny, I think you better go back inside." Jay told me.

"I don't think so." I said. "Whatever is going on in there, I want to see, and I plan to do something about it."

"Destiny, I really think it's best if you go back into your room." Jay repeated, a bit more firm.

"No, Jason, I am staying right here." I was heated, not at him, at what was going on.

Paul literally broke the door down and stormed in. Jay followed, and I limped behind him. I should have listened to Jay. There was a pile of broken glass from the mirror that sat on the dresser. Matt and Jeff were inbetween the bed and the sliding glass door leading to the balcony outside. Matt was on top of Jeff. Jeff's head was bleeding from a pretty big cut on his head, and Matt's arm was sliced up. Jeff's hands were around Matt's throat, in order to keep Matt away from him. Matt just kept whailing at him. Paul and Jay reached down and pryed them apart.

"How much more damage do you have to do to her, huh?" Matt yelled to his brother.

"I don't quite think I have done any damage." Jeff yelled back. "She's the one who screwed around on me, what kind of damage do you think that is? What kind of damage is done when you're older brother fucks your girlfriend."

"You made her nearly kill herself." Matt snapped back. "When I found her, she was in a pool of her own blood, barely concious."

"Don't blame me for the way you two have made me. This all goes back to the mistake you two made."

"Alright, enough." Paul yelled. "Both of you, just shut up. I think the situation is bad enough without the two of you having to make this worse. When did I become everyone's father? Is this honestly the best way to handle things? You both made mistakes, deal with it, and not in this manner."

I limped over. "Let me handle this, Paul." I said. Jeff's face grew white when he saw me, almost as white as mine was. I looked up at Jeff, then shoved him as hard as I could on the little strength that I had. "I know that I made a mistake, but it was over a year ago. I have greaved and cried, and did the things that I have done today more times than anyone here knows about. I am sorry, and I don't know how to put it any other way, but I can't do this anymore. I can't feel like I am the evil one and you are the victium. I don't know what else to say or what else to do. I feel like one minute you and I are ok, and the next we're not. You better make up your mind on where we stand, and where you want us to stand, because my sanity can't take much more of this. And I won't waist my time on something that is never going to happen. If you don't want to accept my apology and be friends with me, then let me know now so I can erase you from my memory."

I paused, and walked to Matt, he was with Paul. I looked up at him and slapped him across his face. "What the hell are you doing? You can't keep doing this. He's your brother, you're only brother. Face it, we are the ones who messed up, and he has a right to be mad, granted he's taken it a bit far. Why are you pushing him away instead of fixing what was broken? Are you trying to defend my honor? Trust me, Matt, I don't need you to fight my every battle for me. If I need help, I'll ask."

"Like you have before?" Matt snapped back. "A lot of help you asked for today."

I slapped him again. "I told you what happened and look what you did. I knew you would, I never should have told you. Just, do me a favor, you want to help me, then don't help."

I left the room. I limped to the elevator. Paul ran after me. He didn't say anything to me on the way down. We walked through the lobby. A bunch of superstars were down there, including Stephanie. I could tell they were looking at me. I looked like hell. They knew something. I felt their glares burning in the back of my head. I turned to them.

"I didn't try to off myself." I yelled. "I didn't want to kill myself. And I am not crazy."

Paul was talking to Stephanie and came over. "Ok you, lets get out of here ok?"

"Please, lets just drive some where, anywhere, I don't care" I said.

"Stephanie told me she brought Matthew to Adam." Paul told me as we were going to his car.

"Tell Adam to hang onto him, he's not going near his father for a while." I snapped.

"I can understand your anger." He said to me. "It has to stop."

"Damn right it does. I can't take it anymore. Jeff being mad and Matt, Matt being mad at Jeff. I'm sorry for what I did, and I just want to make it right. Everytime I think I am, I take two steps back again. Matt's not helping either. He takes these things too seriously. He's not trying to fix things." I said. "Jeff accepts that Matt is his brother, that's why everything's ok with them. But, Matt's not trying to get it back to what it was, as close as he can get it."

"Like I said, I can understand your anger. I don't have the answers, but I think you need to calm down. You're getting too worked up and in your condition it's not healthy." Paul said a bit concerned.

"I know, I know. I just can't beleive it." I replied. "I really can't. After everything that's happened, you would think we'd get somewhere."

"I need to ask you something." Paul said to me, now more serious."Did you really mean what you said to Matt and Jeff before?"

I thought about it for a second. "Somewhat." I answered. "Not as harsh as it came out. I will admit that was very crule. But I was just so fusterated. I hate playing the games I play with Jeff. I need to know if this is going to work, or if I should stop trying. I am not asking for him to take me back, I am asking for a friendship, and if that's not possible, he needs to let me know. Because I can't be playing around like I am. That's not healthy. And, with Matt, it's like every time something goes wrong, he has to get over emotional about it. I don't need someone to fight my battles for me. He didn't have to get involved with Jeff like that. With everything that has happened in this short year, the last thing I need is for Matt to mess it all up. He's going to ruin whatever chance I have had a friendship with Jeff."

"I can see why you are upset." Paul said. "I would be too. Matt is doing what he's doing out of good intentions."

"Yes, that I realize, but sometimes even the best of intentions make the worst of situations." I replied. "And that's what he doesn't get. He maybe be out to do good, but he's screwing up worse than imaginable."

"I can give you that." Paul said. "And I can see why you'd be upset with Jeff. I will admit it, the games you play are getting old and tired and someone has to make a decision. You've made yours, now it's time to for him to make his. Yes, that's fair to say."

"I feel a but coming on." I said.

"But, I don't think lashing out at someone after what has just happened is going to make any difference what so ever." He continued. "You want to make a point, you have to be rational and fair. See both sides, and then just talk it out. "

"Rational doesn't work." I said. "I tried rational with Jeff, and we are no further along than we were. And with Matt, well, I don't know what to do with him."

"I think Sunday is adding to all of this." Paul said. "You're very nervous, very anxious. If you want to deal with this, do it after Sunday."

We drove around a little bit longer, and I wasn't any closer to making a decision than I was before we left.