**THURSDAY NIGHT IN CAMERON**
/Normal POV/
I'm just chillin here at home. Apparently I have to stay out of the ring for a couple of weeks. It sucks. Fucking, Adam, he's the one who did this to me. Ok, maybe its not all his fault. But he had to insist to Vince that we should have the inter gender match. Jeff is out on his bike with Shannon, so I'm here alone. That's when the phone rings.
/Phone convo/
Natalie: Hello?
Woman: Natalie? Please, don't hang up. Its me, Amy.
Natalie: Amy? What the hell do you want?
Amy: I heard about what happened on Monday. I just wanted to know if you were ok.
Natalie: Really? I can't believe you actually had the nerve to call.
Amy: Look, I was just calling to see if you were ok.
Natalie: I'm fine…even though it was your friend--Adam's--fault that I'm in this predicament.
Amy: He's sorry.
Natalie: I'll bet he is. But I don't want to hear his stupid apologies. Or hear your voice.
Amy: Why are you still so mad at me?
Natalie: Why?! Because you lied to me, Ame. You were my best friend, and you lied to my face. And you broke Matt's heart. Those were unforgivable.
Amy: Matt's forgiven me. And if he can forgive me, why can't you?
Natalie: Why? Because you betrayed me. Betray me once its your fault. We all know who's fault is the second time, and I really don't wanna go there.
Amy: I guess, if that's how you feel.
Natalie: It sure is. So I assume you have nothing more to say, have a great life and good-bye.
/End convo/
About an hour passed when I heard a knock on the door, so I went to go answer it. When I opened the door, there was Matt.
Natalie: Hey, Matt, what's up?
Matt: Hey, sissy.
He's called me that for as long as I could remember. He said I always felt like a little sister to him. I think in a way he always knew Jeff and I would end up together. Or maybe it was 'cause I'd always follow them around and the 3 of them would do whatever they could to protect me.
Matt: So, what you doing?
Natalie: Not much, come in.
Matt walks in and sits on the couch.
Matt: There's actually a reason I'm here and you may not like it.
Please don't tell me she called him. I don't know why Matt keeps doing this. Its like they never broke up. She never did anything wrong.
Natalie: What is it, Matt, you know you can tell me anything.
Matt: Well, okay. I just talked to Amy. And she told me what you said.
I knew it! I hate that she's playing him like that.
Matt: Why are you still mad at her?
Natalie: For the same reason your still mad at Adam…betrayal.
Matt: That's different.
Natalie: How so?
Matt: Because, Adam took advantage of Amy. That was messed up. Adam should've known better.
Natalie: But Amy should've, too. I mean, come on, Matt. When are you gonna open your eyes and realize she's playing you. She realizes what she lost and now she wants you back. And on top of the that, she's always putting you in the middle every time she tries to talk to me. That's just not right.
Matt: She's not doing that.
Natalie: Yes…she is! When are you going to realize it?! She's pinning you against me!
I couldn't believe it. I was yelling at Matt. I don't think I've ever yelled at Matt before. But how couldn't I. He was picking Amy over me.
Matt: When are you going to realize that she's just trying to make amends?! At least she's trying, unlike Adam!
Natalie: You make it seem like I'm friends with Adam! I could care less about either one of them! They can both go to hell for all I care!
Jeff: Whoa! What the hell is going on?!
Natalie: Why don't you ask your brother!
Jeff: Matt, what the fuck!
Matt: Its nothing!
Jeff: Come on, you guys were like two seconds from tearing each other apart.
Matt: Its really nothing. I'm just gonna go, bro, I'll see you later.
Natalie: Bye, don't let the door hit you in the ass on your way out!
Jeff: Natalie!
Wow, I couldn't believe it. Matt and me just had a screaming match. I couldn't help but feel how hurt I was after it all.
Natalie: I'm gonna go to bed.
Jeff: Natalie.
Natalie: What?!
Jeff: What the hell happened?
Natalie: I'd just rather not talk about it. I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning.
Jeff: Natalie…
I walked off and went to bed.
/Mercedes POV/
Your sitting at home chillin, packing your bags. You gotta head back to work tomorrow. As you head into the shower you hear your phone ring. After about 15 minutes, you get out.
Chad: What the hell is going on?!
Mercy: What are you talking about?
Chad: What is going on between you and Shannon?!
Mercy: Nothing, we're just friends.
Chad: So why the hell is he calling you?
Mercy: Oh…my…god! Seriously?! I can't believe your looking at my phone!
Chad: What are you hiding that you're all upset about me seeing that Shannon called you?
Mercy: I'm not hiding anything. It's the fact that you don't trust me. The fact that you think there's something going on between me and Shannon.
Chad: So why is he calling you?
Mercy: Hello?! We do work for the same company! There might be some changes that I needed to know about!
Chad: Why can't Natalie call you and tell you?!
Mercy: Because she wouldn't know anything, she's injured, she's gonna be out for awhile!
Chad: Whatever!
Mercy: If you don't believe me, that's fine! Then you know what, you can get the fuck out of my house!
Chad: Babe…
Mercy: Don't "babe" me! Get out! I'm tired of this! GET OUT!
Chad: Fine!
Chad ends up leaving. After about 30 minutes…you hear a phone ring. It's Chad's. He forgot it in all that anger. You answer it. It has the name "Dylan."
Mercy: Hello?
Dylan: Hello? Who's this?
The voice was not a guy's voice. You ended up really pissed.
Mercy: I should be asking you that question! Why are you calling my fiancé's phone?
Dylan: Fiancé? Chad didn't tell me he was engaged?
Mercy: Well, as of now, not anymore. Sweetie, you can have him. Take good care of him, 'cause he's used to getting lavish things, thanks to me. And I hope you have room for him, because if you were coming over to the house, just so you know…it's mine. I bought it. So good luck. Bye.
You felt a big weight lifted off your shoulders. It was like you finally realized Chad just wasn't the right guy for you. It's all good though. You'll find someone better…someone who'll appreciate you for the things you do.
