Author's Notes: Yet another drama filled chapter. It's only between Matt and Torrence, but don't worry they're not getting back together... or are they. Just kidding. Its not as intense as the last chapter, but you gotta feel bad for Torrence, everythings just spiraling out of control for her.

Fallen Angel

I locked up with Victoria in the middle of the four sided ring. She quickly locked me into a headlock and made sure she put a little bit to much pressure on it just to irritate me. I growled before hitting her hard in the chest with an elbow for payback.

Victoria released me, and staggered back as I knocked the wind out of her. I took this opportunity to run to the ropes for a clothesline. I hit it perfectly and pointed out to the crowd to get them hyped up for my new signature move, The Fallen Angel, which was a diving moonsault that Amy had taut me how to do one weekend in the training facility..

Although I still had everything with Matt on my mind, I had to suppress it for the time being and get on with my work. I wasn't about to let him mess up the best thing that had ever happened to me, if he wanted to act like an insecure child then let him, I don't care.

I hopped onto the top rope and pointed to the crowd once again, but Matt suddenly jumped in my mind causing me to stagger and lose me footing on the ropes. My ankle got caught in the ropes and twisted in a way it shouldn't have.

I slumped from the rope and back onto the mat groaning in agony. The ref came over and asked me if I could continue. I tried to get up and kick Victoria's ass, but the pain was to immense and I just fell back to the mat forcing the ref to deem me unable to compete and announce Victoria the winner.

I hate Matt.

After getting checked by our medic he diagnosed me with a really bad sprained ankle and now I wasn't able to compete for four a whole month, what the hell was I supposed to do for that long! I exited from the with the crutches that I had been given and limped my way back to the divas changing room to get my stuff.

"Oh my god Torrence!" Christy screamed as she quickly ran over to me. The other girls forced me to sit down as they examined my ankle.

"Oh honey. What happened?" Maryse asked as she sat down beside me. I looked to them before looking down to the floor.

"Matt happened! I can't get that stupid guy out of my mind!" I growled before sighing in defeat. This was all just too much stress for me right now, I had had enough of all this drama, I just wanted to go home for the my month and relax, what's not cool about a paid vacation.

After I had gotten all of my things from my locker and placed them into my duffel bag, I hugged all the girls before heading from the changing room to go to the airport and get on the next plane back to Illinois.

As I limped down the hall I suddenly heard footsteps quickly coming behind me. Forgetting about my leg I whirled around too fast causing the weight of my duffel bag to send a pain down to my leg. I stumbled and began to fall before falling onto the chest of a figure standing behind me.

I looked up to see Matt holding me up from falling. He had a concerned look on his face while I only looked pissed as I quickly pushed myself away from him.

"Thanks, I got it." I snapped to him before slowly turning on my heels and trying my best to walk away without limping until I was out of his sight, and it was killing me.

"Torrence, hold on!" Matt called as he came after me once again and took my duffel bag from my shoulder before I had a chance to protest. I stopped and snarled to him.

"Give it back!" I yelled as I grabbed for it, but he lifted above my head since he knew I couldn't jump to reach it. I stopped failing for it and angrily turned back to him.

"Your an asshole! Picking on a crippled!" I grumbled through gritted teeth before folding my arms across my chest. Matt just smiled slightly.

"Your not crippled Torr. You have a sprained knee, and how did you do that anyways. Did Victoria hurt you?" He asked looked to my casted ankle.

"No! So now you don't even watch my matches anymore?! I accidentally lost my focus and stumbled on the top rope." I said not even trying to look into his eyes, then I would start crying and I refused to do that over a guy anymore.

"Well why did you lose your focus?" Damn! Why did he have to be so damn noisy all the time, sheesh. I just stuttered and thought of something.

"Well.... um..... I was nervous! It was my first time trying to preform the fallen angel." I said, which was a lie seeing as I had gotten it perfect in the training complex with Lita, I mean Amy. Matt didn't looked convinced but he knew not to act on it now.

"So, are you going back home?" I nodded still looking down to the grungy white tiles on the floor to avoid looking to him.

"Well, let me give you a ride to the airport." That snapped my head up, I quickly shook my head and grabbed my bag away from him.

"No thanks! I can get there myself." I snapped once again before turning away, Matt wasn't going to make me stop being mad at him by doing nice thing for me like.... like he did when we were together, oh crap her it comes.

I quickly wiped away a tear before Matt was able to see it. I nodded goodbye to him before turning away, and limping away from him a fast as I could.

Maybe Chicago wasn't far away enough from the hurt, but I knew that some day, some how it would all get better, It had to right. I had lost both of the guys I loved, I had even lost the thing that I loved to do everyday. Things had to get better right? I mean, how could they get worse?