Chapter four Disclaimer Same as the third chapter. Adam Copeland owns himself, Amy Dumas owns herself, Glenn Jacobs, also known as Kane, owns himself. All other disclaimers are featured in the preceding chapters.

Note: This chapter has violence and cursing involved. If this offends you, please don't read!

As the EMTs made their way into Adam's locker room to check on Kat, Adam scoured the halls. He wasn more shocked than angry at what he had done to Kat. The woman swore up and down that he was a wonderful guy, despite what he'd done to their relationship. The truth is, she wasn't delusional, he really was a great guy, but once his anger had been unleashed, all hell would break loose, and someone was bound to pay.

And, much to his dismay, his ex-girlfriend had bore the brunt of his anger. He stared at his hands, speckled with the blood of the woman he'd loved... and wanted to scream. He'd wanted to bellow out his frustrations to the world. Tell the world his misery, the hell that he'd had to go through for the past six months. If he had to suffer, then he'd be damned if he would suffer alone.

None of this was Kat's fault, he reminded himself. Katrynne Jacobs had nothing to do with the whole love triangle between himself, Matt, and Amy. She'd turned away a blind eye to the whole situation, but was forced to look it in the eye back on that one August Monday. The day Matt Hardy returned.

She'd never liked Matt, always knew there had been something off with him, but she'd never thought that Matt would have been so petty as to spill his guts all over the Internet about his relationship problems with Amy, and have little... preteens come and spam his message boards with illiterate lines of sympathy and support. That had been the last straw. She'd totally broken off her friendship with Matt, instead choosing to stick with Adam, and support her man all the way through. She had never known how unstable he could be until their match earlier that night. That was when she'd decided that she'd had enough.

That was when she decided that she wanted to be out of his life. Adam shook his head at the memory of that same night earlier, knowing that if he were found, he was a dead man.

"Adam, this has to stop," Kat said angrily as Adam paced his locker room. "The match is over; you can always ask Vince to put you back on RAW!"

"Kat, how stupid are you?" he snapped. "I already fucked up my chances when I asked Vince to bring Matt back to the company, and you want me to ask him to put me BACK on RAW? It's out of the question!"

"Then don't fucking bitch to me about how my friend just showed up out of the blue, and smacked Amy's ass with a chair! Don't bitch to ME about how my friend fucked you out of your chance to kick Matt off of RAW! Don't fucking bitch to me about any of that anymore!"

"You know what," he snarled, "you've got some nerve. Snapping your pretty little ass off at me, the way you are, when you know DAMN well I brought your ass here! If it weren't for me pushing Vince and Glenn to bring you here from Akbar's school, you wouldn't be here right now! So you damn well better show me some respect!"

"Oh please Adam!" Katrynne tossed her blue hair angrily, her dark green eyes snapping furiously. "You know more than damn well that my dad wanted me in WWE way before you and I got together! Don't try that bullshit on me!" She then started heading for the door. "I'm way past done with your pathetic ass, Adam-"

She opened the door, and instantly was pulled back. Adam grabbed her by the hair, and kneed her in the gut. Kat fell to the ground, tasting blood on her tongue. "You son of a bitch," she growled, punching him in the face. Adam reared back, holding his nose, and then tossed Kat into the lockers, then slammed her face into the bench repeatedly, knocking her out.

While she was unconscious on the floor, a feeling of rage enveloped Adam. A feral look appeared in his eyes, and he pounced on his fallen ex-girlfriend, punching and kicking her in the ribs for several minutes. After about five minutes of swinging angrily, Adam's vision cleared, and he realized his mistake. Looking down at his hands, he saw that they were speckled with bright red blood.

Katrynne Jacobs' blood.

Shaken by what he had seen, he was shocked to hear a startled gasp. Looking up, he saw the pale face of Kira Summers, Kat's cousin. "What the hell did you do to her?" she cried in fright. He tried to tell her that it wasn't what she thought it was, but before a word could escape his lips, she turned and fled, to find help, no doubt.

"Oh God," he moaned to himself. He'd realized that he lost control when he got angry, but not like this. Now Kira was going to get help, more than likely Kat's father. "Kat, I hope you'll be okay," he whispered quickly. He had to get out of that room, that hallway, that arena. God knows what Glenn was capable of when angered. Kane was a pussycat compared to Glenn Jacobs when angered.

Adam turned on his heel, grabbed his gear bag, and hauled ass out of the arena to his car. His only hope was that Kat wouldn't be too angry with him. He still loved her, no matter what happened between them, or what happened behind closed doors.

His other hope, as he pulled out of the parking lot, was that he wasn't a marked man.