Hey there people, sorry for such a late update. I've been super busy with school shopping and crap like that, so I just haven't had the time…

Discalimer: I don't own nutun' in dis story..cep' the story idself… XxXx Ten minutes before the match xXxX

"Are you ready?" Paul asked nevously.

"Seriously? No." Rey replied truthfully

"I know, neither am I." London confessed. "But we have to do it right? There's no way out of it.."

"I know, but that still doesn't change the fact that I really don't want to do this."

A voice interrupted. "Rey, Paul, come on your match is in three minutes!"

"We're coming."

"Hold on a second Paul." Rey said suddenly, blocking the doorway. "I need to tell you something. No matter what happens out there, in the ring, it doesn't change anything between us. Right?"

"Of course." London said smiling a little. "Let's go, ok?"

Rey bit his lower lip as he followed his lover out of the locker room. "What am I going to do? I love Paul, I'd never hurt him! And he'd never hurt me! But… I want that title. I want to be the Cruiserweight Champ. Am I willing to hurt Paul to get there though?"

His theme music interrupted his grim thoughts. As he walked out to the screaming fans, he tried to mask his frown, tried to smile and make everybody think that he and Paul where just friends.

He turned his head slightly as London's music began. He watched him run into the ring, and start doing his trade mark flips of the top turnbuckle. He watched it, but he really wasn't. He was there, but he wasn't. It felt as if he was just watching the match, instead of actually fighting in it. Everything felt surreal to him. He snapped into reality as he heard the bell ring for the start of the match.

Paul and Rey circled each other. They started to grapple when Paul pushed Rey on the ropes.

"One..two.." The ref counted as London released Rey. They each exchanged chops for a while while Tazz and Micheal Cole commentated.

"Ow, that one had to hurt Cole." Tazz winced as Rey hit Paul with a straight right hand.

"Is it just me?" Cole asked. "Or are these guys' giving 50 percent? They are not on there A game."

"I know Cole, I wonder what's up with these two? This isn't a traditional street fight over here at all.."

Suddenly, Rey got ready for the 619. He bounced back from the ropes and ran. He almost hit Paul, but he ducked out just in time. Paul hit him with a boot to the gut and gained control of the match. Suddenly, he rolled Rey out of the ring and followed. He continued to reach under the ring and get a ladder.

"Oh, man, here we go! Now this is a street fight!" Tazz exclaimed.

He set up the ladder under the bottom rope. He positioned Mysterio and got back in the ring. He slid into a baseball slide, trying to kick the ladder, resulting in Rey getting a face full of ladder. He was just about to hit it when Rey moved out of the way and was able to push the ladder, hitting the frustrated London full on in the face. He looked to make sure he was ok. He wasn't moving.

"Oh no, please no. Please let him be alright. I didn't mean to hurt him, please, please…"

"Paul, Paul, say something." Rey said, furiously shaking London. "I'm sorry, I'm so, so, sorry, please wake up."

Meanwhile the EMT's where rushing down the ramp to London's aid. They got the stretcher and lifted Paul into it. They proceeded to hurry back down the ramp, with an anxious Mysterio on their heels.

"We need to take him to the E.R." One of them said, examining Paul's head. "This is quite a blow."

"I'm coming with you." Rey said promptly. "This is my fault, and he's my best friend, he needs me."

The EMT looked at him for a second. "Alright, if you must."

As Rey sat alone in the back of the ambulance with Paul, he put his head in his hands and tried to blink away the tears starting to form.

"This is my fault. This is all my fault. What was I thinking? Bringing a ladder into this…. I'll never forgive myself for this. I swore I'd never hurt him..but," Rey felt a pang of guilt. "I wanted that title. I wanted to be the champion. I paid my dues, I'm way good enough. Maybe..maybe I wanted to hurt him?"

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