"What the hell are you putting on your face?" I asked Shannon.

"Stop talking to me, you're messing me up." He said, trying to barely open his mouth.

He ran the paintbrush down his face. I just laughed and hit his hand causing him to almost smear the face paint.

"You guys all have chicken legs." Steph said angrily, then crossed her arms over her chest like a two year old. Well, she is a spoiled rotten brat.

Matt walked in, a tall, tan, man with tattoo's covering his arms walked in behind him.

"…Why would you tell your girlfriend how to make grenades? That's like committing suicide." The unfamiliar man said, his lip ring glistened in the bright light.

Jeff finished tugging his boots on and sat down next to me on the bench. He wrapped his arm over my shoulder and I rested my head on his chest.

Steph shot Matt a hideous glare, he just smiled at her.

Matt cleared his throat and slapped a hearty hand on his friends shoulder, "Guys, this is Phil, otherwise known as CM Punk."

Shannon was the first to greet him, "I'm Shannon, these are my little sisters, Stephanie and Jessica." He said as he motioned to us in turn.

Phil smiled kindly at me, I returned the smile. Jeff stood up and reached his hand out for Phil to shake. He shook Jeff's hand.

"I'm Jeff, Matt's brother and Shannon's future brother-in-law." He introduced himself. Phil's gaze was still locked on me.

"Which one of these lucky ladies are yours?" Phil's charm made me blush.

Jeff didn't like it, Shannon didn't like Jeff saying we were getting married and Steph's royally pissed at Matt. Who really knows why? The tension in the air could have been sliced with a knife.

"Jessica, she's my girl." That look on Jeff's face was enough to erase every thought of Phil. I completely forgot he existed.

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Your love's always been enough for me.

"Are we drinking tonight, or what?!" Jeff said, his arms held high in the air.

Everyone laughed, Matt patted Jeff's back and Steph was clinging onto Matt like a lost puppy. The crowd of people surrounded Matt and Jeff, celebrating their wins.

I felt a strong hand on my shoulder, "You going out with them?" Phil asked.

I shrugged, "I don't drink, so no."

He laughed, "I think you're dating the wrong man if you don't drink."

I just smiled and tried to let it go. Maybe the problem with me is that I listen to everyone. I can scream that I don't care at the top of my lungs but the bottom line is. I do. There's always that doubt, begging to pull me apart.

They all ushered out of the room, leaving me and Phil by ourselves.

I shrugged and piled their stuff into their duffel bags.

"Are you just going to stay by yourself?" Phil asked.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"You have a voice," He laughed.

"I know, I just don't understand why they just up and left without even telling me. That's my family, my boyfriend and my best friends, right there. Leaving me." Tears started to form in my eyes.

Phil patted my back, "Listen girl, you're welcome to come with me. I was just gonna bum a ride with you kind folks tomorrow anyways."

I laugh, "That sounds good to me."

Phil helped me pack everyone else's bags and carry them to the car. We picked a nice motel in the center of town so it would be easy for everyone to find us.

I threw the bags down on the floor and immediately kicked my shoes off.

"I better call them." I said, Phil nodded then disappeared into the bathroom.

I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed Shannon's number.

"Yes ma'am." He answered using a thick southern accent.

"Where the fuck are you? Wait, I really don't care but I got us two rooms at the Knight's inn. Phil's here with me, I'm not alone."

I didn't even wait for a response, I simply ended the call.

I pulled my phone charger out of my bag and put my phone on charge. I pulled the blanket back and climbed underneath the blankets. No matter how many people slept in these sheets before me could change how tired I am.

The bathroom door opened and Phil walked in, his hair soaking wet.

'Going to sleep already?" He asked.

I pulled the blankets up to my chin and nodded my head yes.

"Well, goodnight. I'm gonna watch TV, do you mind?" He asked politely.

"I was actually hoping you would. I always sleep with the TV on."

He laughed, "Same here."