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Amy made her way upstairs to Matts room to check on him, instead she found an empty room, and heard the shower running. Knowing him as well as she did she knew that he would come out fully clothed, and so she wouldn't be 'crossing the line' in waiting for him to come out. To pass the time, Amy began to walk around the room. She spotted a tape marked 'The Hardy Show'.
She had heard about the online show that the Hardy's and Shannon Moore made for the internet, she had even heard that there was an episode to which Matt ran her picture over with a car…but oddly enough she had never watched it. Something about the whole idea of it obviously bothered her. She knew that she deserved it, but as obvious to her leaving the WWE, she was getting sick of the backlash she was receiving, and it coming from Matt didn't make things any easier. Never the less, she now felt as if she could handle seeing it, she popped the tape into its player, and sat on his bed, to reach into his nightstand where he usually kept his remote.
Inside the drawer she pulled out the remote, but couldn't help but notice the picture that was underneath. She picked it up and dusted it off, revealing a picture of the two of them, around Valentines Day, their last Valentines Day together. She smiled at the memory, remembering Beth, Jeff's girlfriend, had taken the picture.
They had just got home from dinner, and were going to stop in Matt's father's home, to say goodnight , but they were intercepted by Beth along the way, and she claimed that they looked 'too cute to pass up'. In the photograph Matt's arm was wrapped around her shoulder, and she hugged him at the waste, her head against his arm. She had to admit, they truly looked in love.
She was shaken out of her trace when she heard the door open, and looked up to see Matt standing in front of her. She quickly stood up, and dropped the picture, trying to hide the fact that she was even looking at it.
But Matt already saw.
"Matt I um, I can explain--" She began, trying to get across the point that she had not just been randomly snooping through his things.
Matt cut her off by placing a finger on her lips "Shh"
He had done a lot of thinking over the past two days., and he no longer knew what to do…so for the time being, he was willing to let his emotions get the best of him.
Matt placed his hands around her hips and stared deep into her eyes, his body taking over his mind.
Amy looked at him standing before her, his hair down and wet, standing in front of her in a pair of jeans. She was wanting so bad for something to happen right now, anything for that matter.
He leaned in and planted a small kiss on her lips. Her arms raised from her side, and she placed them on the back on his head against his wet hair, drawing him in to deepen this lip lock.
Just as the two were about to lose themselves in each other Matt pulled away, and wiped his mouth forcefully.
"I cant" the words sounded as if he had to force them from his mouth. Amy just stared at him, she was afraid that this was going to happen He continued, shaking his head "I promised myself…I…no" he mumbled. Matt wanted so bad to be with the woman he had loved more than anything in the world, but he couldn't help but shake the image of she and Adam.
Amy knew that something was there, she could feel it. That was one of those things she had with Matt, the two held such a strong connection, she could read him like a book. He wanted this just as bad as she did. She attempted to press her luck, by pushing his head back to her with her hands, once again forcing their lips to connect. After a few more seconds he pulled away.
"Amy." He said sternly, almost out of breath as the feelings he had for her were beginning to overwhelm him.
Amy then backed up and stepped up on the bed, and leaned into him, so she was now eye level, their foreheads touching. "I know you want this." she said plainly, almost in a whisper and then kissed the tip of his nose, then beginning a trail of kisses down to his lips, where she engulfed him once again. He allowed the kiss to deepen this time, as it grew to be more violent and raw, he pulled her legs out from underneath her.
Letting out a gasp she fell back first onto the bed, with Matt soon ontop of her. She smiled at him before continuing to attack his face. She began to loosen the belt around his pants and in between kisses she let out "Ive been waiting for this for two years"
With that he ripped away from her, and stood up, leaving her on the center of the bed. The harsh reality of the situation had just been called to his attention through her last words.
"What am I doing?" He asked out loud.
His mind began to race. How could something that was once so perfect turn into such a mess.
"What your heart wants" she replied, breathless.
"You don't get it" he said as he began to pace in his room. " I cant do this to myself again"
He couldn't. Could he? He eyed her in front of him, looking so vulnerable. She had meant the world to him. The reality was, is that it wasn't that he couldn't be with her, he would love more than anything in the world, to be so carelessly in love with this woman…it was just, he wasn't sure where she really stood with him. Over two years ago, he would have done anything for her, believed anything that came out of her mouth…but that of course had all changed. What would happen to him if they broke up again? He didn't know how he would deal with it.
Amy looked defeated "Matt" she begin sincerely "I know I screwed up. Bad. " She paused, looking down, playing with the belt loops of her pants, a nervous habit of her "I just…I love you. Still. So much it hurts."
Matt let out an exhausted grunt " That's the thing…I don't want to hurt anymore"
He was so confused. Lost in his own mind with doubts of rights and wrongs.
While kneeling in the bed she eyed him once and then brought her hands to her face. Everything was so hard. "I wish I could take it back" she mumbled.
Matt just continued to stare at her. She then pulled her hands away, still staring at the bed she continued to talk as tears began to roll down her cheek.
"I never wanted to hurt you. I want you to know that." She paused, afraid to look at him. For a woman so strong, he always seemed to make her feel weak. "It's been so hard not to have you in my life. You were my best friend, and then I fucked up. Honestly, I just wanted to work on our friendship, I didn't expect anything more…but then, when I saw you…I felt something" she took a deep breath trying not to get too upset " We have such a strong connection…but even then I thought I could avoid this, what is happening right now…but then there was your match, and how badly you got hurt" she now started to get choked up, as tears now turning into sobs " and I couldn't help but think that I had something to do with it. It really made me realize how much I….how much at…I still -"
She was cut off by Matt lifting her head up with his finger, he then slowly leaned in to kiss her. "I know" he said shutting her up as they pulled away. He ran his hands through her long red her "I just want to forget now okay?" He stated with nodding his head. "I don't know when I can be completely over what happened…but I do know that, itll happen a lot sooner than I could ever really be over you. " He paused, the truth now spilling out from his lips "For a while I hated myself for still loving you…but Amy, these past couple days with you have made me realize why I loved you…and how much I still do" He looked down and smiled " I just want us back, and in time I think we could be there again."
Amy nodded her head, still visibly shaken.
All of the doubts in his head were now being put to rest. He was ready to take that chance again. Live for the moment, right? Isnt that what they always said. He would rather take the chance at making their relationship work, one last time, than be alone and miserable without her, wondering what if.
He crawled up onto the bed with her, and kneeled next to her, wrapping his arms around her. She then buried her head into the nape of his neck Out of the corner of his eye he spotted the picture on the floor, remembering the day and how happy he was just to be with her. That was all the reassurance he needed. "Time will fix everything" he said quietly, rubbing her head.
She breathed in his fresh scent and sighed one of relief. It was here, in his arms, that she felt home.
Neither knew where they would go from here, only fate could answer that question, they were willing to take the chance however, and see if time, did indeed heal everything.