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After the Lies

Adam looked at the clock on the rental car's radio and sighed. At this rate, they'd be at the arena before Matt. If Vince was the one who wanted them to get to the arena late, eh could have at least picked a later flight. Smiling slightly, he spotted a Friday's and decided they could waste the time there.

"Adam, we don't have time to stop here," Amy said timidly, "we'll be late."

"That's the point," Adam said as he found a parking space. "Vince wants us to get to the arena late today. He thinks it'd be better that way and honestly I agree. I don't think Matt's going to take being fired too well and who knows what he'd try if you were there."

"Not being there isn't going to stop him Adam," Amy sighed, "if anything it's only going to make him angrier."

"Hey Matt man," Chris Masters yelled as he came up to the dark haired man. "I heard what happened. That jackass Copeland stealing your girl like that, I hope he gets what's coming to him, looks like that bitch already got hers."

"You got that right," Matt laughed, "it's Karma man. And it's only a matter of time before Adam gets his."

"So true man," Masters said with a nod. "Hey Paul, still liking marriage?"

"Loving marriage, you should try it." Paul said rolling his eyes.

"Oh no man, too many beautiful ladies just waiting to get a piece of the Masterpiece," he said checking himself out. "Oh Matt, you should come out with us tonight. I could find you a woman ten times better than Amy."

"Actually, Matt needs to come with me," Paul interrupted. "Vince wants to see him."

"See, you get married and now you're Vince's little messenger boy." Masters laughed. "I'll catch you later Matt!"

"So what does the boss want to see me about Paul?" Matt asked as they walked through the winding halls.

"I don't know," Paul lied, "I was just asked to come get you."

"I haven't seen that whore or Copeland yet, maybe he fired them." Matt said with a sadistic laugh.

"I guess you'll have to see." Paul knocked on the office door and then opened it. "Hardy's here."

"Thank you Paul. Have a seat Matt," Vince said pleasantly. Matt took a seat in front of the large oak desk. "I've been hearing a lot of rumors Matt and they all revolve around that website of yours. Care to explain?"

"Sure. I've been dating Amy for nearly the last five years. For the past three months she's been fucking my best friend, Adam Copeland. Matt said callously. "So I felt a need to tell my fans, their fans, exactly what kind of people they are."

"Yes. And in the process you have bad mouthed this company and have created a public relations scandal that just won't go away!" Vince growled. "Do you know what kind of a mess you have created for this company?"

"I didn't create this mess," Matt laughed, "Adam and Amy did it. Now, they have to sleep in the bed they made."

"But you're the one who broke this so publicly." Vince said rolling his eyes. "Stephanie took break-ups better than this when she was in junior high."

"So the two of them have an affair and I'm the one getting the lecture. This is bullshit Vince!" Matt said is voice getting harsher as he stood up.

"Sit down Matt!" Vince yelled. "Because of your actions as of late you are leaving me no choice but to terminate your contract."

"What?" Matt said in shock. "This is bullshit! I didn't do anything, they did and I'm being fired!"

"Matt I already told you what you did. And what you started on your website put you in breach of your contract so I 'm left with no choice…"Vince was cut off as Matt pounded his fists on the desk.

"You can't do this to me! Damn it Vince I am the WWE!" Matt Yelled.

"I can, and I just did," Vince said calmly as he reached for his phone. "You can come in now." The office door opened and a police officer and Shane McMahon walked in. "Would you please escort Mr. Hardy out of the building?"

Adam and Amy got to the arena nearly an hour and a half late and were heading to their locker rooms unable to ignore the dirty looks their co-workers were shooting at them. Reluctantly the two parted ways and Amy entered the women's locker room. She had barely gotten through the door when a small hand slapped her hard across the face.

"You slut," Candice Michelle sneered. "I thought you were such a nice person, and so was Adam, but to do that to Matt and have him be the one get fired! That's not right!"

"Candice sit down!" Trish yelled going to help her friend and was happy to see the slap had done no damage. "Amy are you okay?"

"I told Vince…" she stammered, "and Linda. I told them everything. They said he'd be gone and I'd be safe. But I'm so scared."

"Afraid of a few mean chants Amy? Scared that for the first time in your career everyone doesn't love you?" Candice taunted.

"Candice shut up! You have no idea what is actually going on!" Trish yelled again.

"Then tell me what's going on, because the way I see it," Candice was cut off by Amy.

"Matt's lying you idiot," she yelled. "I never cheated on him, and definitely wouldn't do it with Adam. But I left him last week and I needed a place to stay considering what happened to my house, so I stayed with Adam and Matt fabricated this little story about us so he would have to admit that he actually did something wrong in our relationship."

"Then what did he do?"

"Amy you don't own anyone an explanation," Trish said softly.

"He was so cold," Amy said thinking back on the beginning of their relationship, "and he never would show any affection or hell any real emotion to me. I never knew how he felt, but I could tell, he was embarrassed by me, the way I look…he didn't want to be seen in public with me by ourselves. To him, I was just some girl he got to have sex with who wasn't even a close second to his career. I just…I realized…I want to find someone who might love me more than wrestling."

"Oh Amy," Candice said softening, "I'm sorry, I never realized." Amy smiled slightly as the brunette hugged her. "Come on, let me do your make-up."