Chapter Three:

Jeff's P.O.V

I am finally able to leave Vince's office after being in there for about forty five minutes discussing and going over my new storyline. I decide it's time to go talk to Shannon and seeing as his matched ended about a half hour ago I head to my locker room to see if he is there. As I'm heading down the hallway I hear someone calling my name for the second time tonight.

"Jeff...Hey Jeff!" I turn around and see Jimmy Wang Yang running up to me.

"Hey Jimmy what's up?" I ask him.

"Nothing much…uhm… Have you seen Shannon?" He replies.

"Not since before his match, why?"

"'Cause I can't find him, he's not in your locker room or ours and nobody else has seen him. I was just about to go to Matt's to see if he was there," Jimmy stated.

"Uhm…you know what I will go check Matt's, I need to talk to him anyway, if I find him I'll give you a call okay?"

"Okay," Jimmy responded before walking off.

I head to Matt's locker room to see if Shannon's there and how Matt is doing. Once I reach it I walk in to find Matt sitting on the bench lacing up his boots for his match.

"Hey Matt, how are you holding up?" I ask, sitting down next to him.

"Okay I guess, how did the talk with Shannon go? Is he okay?" He asked looking up at me.

"I haven't talked to him yet, after I left here Vince needed to talk to me about my new storyline in his office. I was there for about forty-five minutes. I was going to talk to Shannon after his match but Jimmy came up to me saying that he couldn't find him and no one has seen him since his match," I tell him.

"It's all my fault," Matt said, trying not to cry.

"How is this fault?" I ask him.

"If I hadn't hit him and just talked to him about the letters we wouldn't be in this situation," Matt stated, wiping away some tears which had fallen.

"Matt…I." I was cut off by the stagehand announcing that Matt's match was next.

"Jeff I'll talk to you after my match okay?" He asked me, standing up.

"Yeah," Is all I can really say before he leaves the room. I sit there for a moment before I get up and head toward my locker room, 'Maybe Shannon came back here,' I think as I open the door, 'Empty.' I got ahead and gather my stuff knowing Shannon hasn't left because his bag is still in here.

Walking into the bathroom to grab my hair dye I left there earlier I stop dead in my tracks when I see blood on the floor. 'What the fuck? Why is there blood on the floor?' It wasn't there earlier and Shannon's the only person other than me to have been in there. 'Maybe Shannon cut himself by accident.' I don't want to believe what I'm thinking but it's pretty obvious. 'Shannon's hurting himself again' I hope he's not. I pray I'm wrong but my heart tells me he is. I leave my locker room to go find him, turning a corner I run into someone and tumble to the floor.

"You're in a hurry Jeff," Mark Calloway observed.

"Yeah, sorry 'bout that," I reply as he helps me up.

"Where were you running off to?" He asks when I'm standing again.

"I was looking for Shannon," I answer.

"I saw him about ten minutes ago; he said he was going to the hotel. He looked shaky and took off pretty quickly," He said looking at me funny as I stood there looking shocked.

"Was he with anybody?" I ask, trying not to sound demanding or worried.

"Not that I could see but he might have been," Mark answered.

"Thanks Mark I'll talk to you later," I told him, running to Matt's locker room. His match should be over any minute and I have no idea what's going on. All of these 'what ifs' keep coming to me. 'What if Shannon's going to the hotel to do something like hurt himself or even worse.' I can't think like that. Shannon wouldn't kill himself. 'Maybe he went to the hotel to cool off from Matt and I and this whole situation.' I don't know, all I do know is I need to find him and see if he's okay.

I'm so lost in thought I barely notice Matt coming in.

"Hey Matt," I greet, walking over to him.

"Did you find Shannon?" He asked, sitting down.

"Not really, I ran into Mark and he said Shannon left twenty minutes ago," I tell him.

"But his stuff is here, Shannon would never leave his stuff here," Matt stated.

"How did you know his things were still here?" I ask.

"I went to your locker room before I came here to see if you were there and I saw his bag," Matt told me.

I just nodded, "You finish getting ready and I'll go get my things and Shannon things then I'll meet you at the car alright?" I ask, getting up.

"Yeah sure," Matt replies, tugging off his wrestling boots.

I leave his room and head to mine. Walking over to Shannon's bag I don't find what I was looking for and smile, 'Shannon never goes anywhere without his cell phone.' Pulling Matt's cell which I borrowed earlier and as usual forgot to give back I call Shannon's phone to see if he will answer.

It rings a few times and then someone answers. Someone who's not Shannon.

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