CHAPTER TWO

We walked into the arena together the next evening as if nothing had happened. He had his arm around my shoulder and was smiling brightly. He was chattering away, even offering to carry my bad, as if we were the happy couple that it seemed like to everyone on the outside. My lip was still bruised and swollen from last night, but, as always, we had our story all figured out as to what happened. This time we were going with the "she got drunk and fell over" excuse. We don't use that one very often since I don't really drink. Do people really believe it? Do people buy the lies that he feds to them? Obviously so.

"Hey, Randy." I hear as we walk through the backstage area.

"Hey, man." Randy replies and removes his arm from around me and walks over to one of the crates. I turn my head to see Jeff Hardy sitting there, fiddling with his iPod. "What's up?"

"We've got a match tonight." Jeff says, looking over at me and nodding his head in a greeting. I smile back and walk over to stand by Randy's side. Jeff's eyebrows suddenly furrow as he looks at me.

"Cool. Well thanks for letting me know." Randy says, trying to take Jeff's attention off of me. "Should be a good one, eh?"

"Umm.. yeah." Jeff speaks after a few seconds, turning his head to look at Randy again. "Always is." he smiles, then looks back at me. "Are you ok?" he asks.

"Me?" I splutter. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" I get a sharp but subtle nudge from Randy, as if to say 'be cool'.

Jeff just points up and says, "Your lip. What happened?"

I don't reply straight away, so Randy jumps in for me. "We went out last night and this one got rotten drunk." he laughs, throwing his arm around my shoulder once again. "She was falling about everywhere."

Jeff gives me a somewhat questioning look. I just smile in return and force a small laugh. "Yeah, I can't handle my drink at all. I made a right show of myself."

Jeff continues to give me that curious look, but then just smiles and laughs himself, looking up at Randy and saying, "You should take better care of your woman, dude."

Randy snickers and pulls me into him more. "I know. I was a bit out of it myself though." he smiles and leans in to kiss my head. "We better get going, I've got our match to prepare for. I'll see you out there, man."

Jeff just nods, "Yeah." and goes back to his iPod.

Randy smiles again and leads me off in the direction of the locker rooms. As we are walking I turn my head back slightly and see Jeff's eyes following me down the corridor. They met mine and I just look at him for a few seconds until Randy jerks my attention back to him. We carry on walking, and pretending we are the happiest couple in the world.

TBC...

A/N: R&R as always guys.. hope you liked this chapter. More soon. Sorry it's taking me so long to update stories these days. I am trying to get back into my writing.