Disclaimer: If I seriously owned anything in this story, do you think I'd be writing it? Exactly. I own Charity Burns, her family members, and all the other OCs. Nothing else. Zip. Zero. Nothing. Nada. Notadamnthing. :) Kapeesh? :)
A/N: Hiyaa! IMPORTANT PLEASE READ. Hey people. So, first off, what is wrong with fanfiction? Why is no one getting alert/review/PMs/etc for stories and such? It's driving me insane, and I know that it's driving others insane too. I was having conversations with people when I stopped recieving these alerts. It's apparently a glitch because of the search bar updates though... hopefully it's fixed soon. If you need to contact me or we were chatting in PMs and that means one person who is swerrvveeeing among others, please contact me at my email, which is listed on my profile for the time being until this error is fixed. (especially if you are a person named littlerasclash. :p) Now, for the other important thing, I'm sorry, but Ryder is not the character mentioned in the last chapter. It was supposed to be Curt Hawkins or (Brian Myers) but I got confused. So sorry about that! Now, for the last part. I don't want to update too much with the emails not going out about my updates, so until they fix the glitch or whatever it is, limited updates. Trust me, it's making me mad, and if I do update... I may kill someone off because of my anger, ha. ;) Well, enjoy!
-Third person POV-
Brian Myers (a.k.a. Curt Hawkins) runs toward the direction he had just seen Matt Hardy go in. He must warn him about Adam's plans, it couldn't happen! "Matt, hey MATT!" He sees him walking down the hall, arms swinging at his sides slowly. Oh jeez, why does he walk so damn fast? Brian thinks, starting to quicken his pace. "MATT!"
"Huh, what?" Matt turns around, looking at the friend of his least favorite person: Adam Copeland.
"I need to talk to you about something with Adam. It's important." The out of breath superstar holds onto his knees, trying to suck some air into his fit gut. "Very important."
"Look, uh, Brian, I don't have time to screw around. I need to go talk to my brother and his girlfriend. Can you tell me in a few?" Matt Hardy, who was known for being hard-headed at times doesn't wait for an answer, but simply walks away, mumbling something about his friend, Shannon Moore.
NO! Matt! No! Damn it, why don't you listen to me! Brian thinks, and collapses onto a nearby crate, trying to stop the worry that is penetrating through his muscular body. Didn't Matt Hardy know that Adam was plotting to destroy him and his friends? Of course he didn't. Like Brian, he probably figured the past between Adam, Matt, and Amy (Lita) was all over. Who knew Adam was still aching to get his hands on Matt?
No one did. And that was why everything was about to crash down and burn.
-Matt's POV-
After Alvin and John making me look like a stalker, I sat down and thought a bit. I wasn't sure how to believe I may like Charity more than I realized, and sure as hell wasn't sure what to do about it. So I sat there… waiting for something that made sense, even if only a little, for me to do.
After twenty minutes of sitting there, I sat up and headed down the halls to find Jeff, Beth, and Charity. And that is where I stand now, after a brief run-in with Brian Myers; I'm in between halls, where I'm trying to remember where I last saw the three.
I hear them before I see them. They're standing there, strange expressions on both Beth and Charity's, but I can't see Jeff's face. It's being blocked by someone with long blonde hair… Adam? Why the hell is Adam talking to Jeff? And by the looks of Beth's face, which has changed within seconds, this is not a friendly hello.
-Jeff's POV-
We were about to go meet up with a couple of the other divas when Adam came up to us, a slick smile on his face, which told me right away to be weary of what he was going to say. He looked directly at me, and it all went down hill from there. He was there to start trouble.
"Hey, Jeff." He nods at me, coming up from the distance, looking at Beth, who he surely knows, but ignores. She frowns to this, but doesn't say a word. Charity on the other hand, smiles politely when he smiles at her.
"Hi Adam…" I reply, unsure how to handle the situation. I know Adam, or more so, I thought I did. After what happened between him, Matt, and Amy, I'm not sure I do anymore. I'm sure either what he wants, since we'd barely said or talked anything civil after the events of 2005-2006, and him just coming up to say hi is very unlikely.
"Who's the pretty lady to my left?" he asks, smiling directly at Charity. I think Charity is catching on, since her smile is more timid this time, and she glances at Beth as if to say 'what's going on?' Beth doesn't offer her any answers, just stares straight at her for a moment, and then looks to the ground.
"Adam, what do you want?" I ask, probably a little too harshly, and look around me. I don't know what the hell to do. Adam doesn't answer at first, but continues to stare at Charity, making her look uncomfortably to the ground. I clear my throat, and ask again, "Adam, what the hell do you want? We're busy." A little harsher, but I don't appreciate him staring down Charity like a piece of meet.
"Jeez, Jeff, what's your problem?" Adam asks coolly. "I asked you a simple question." I know this is the way he wants to get in your head. Adam can be just like his character in the WWE. Edge and Adam go hand-in-hand at times, I believe.
"Look, Adam, cut the shit. What do you want?" I snap, and stand a little closer to Charity as he's still staring at her. "I'd appreciate if you'd stop staring at her, too." Beth is now scowling, eyes annoyed. Adam's acting like a dog, almost. What did Amy see in him? As if Adam could really treat her as a princess.
"Jeff, why don't you go get high and get fired?" he shoots back, and edges himself toward me. Oh, Adam, that was not a good thing to do.
I want to lunge at him, but I hold back, and continue to fire more words back. "Oh yeah? Why don't you go suck up some steroids and get fired? It'd do us all a favor."
Adam scowls at me, and lurks forward. "Watch what you say, Hardy. Don't want to provoke a fight and get fired for real this time, do we?" Oh my God, I want to slap him. So hard.
"Adam, leave my family the fuck alone," a voice growls, Matthew coming into view. I smirk; this is going to be good. "If you know what's good for you." The only good, yet bad thing was there were no officials around. No one could stop a fight if it happened, and the good part was no one would get in trouble.
"What? I'm supposed to be afraid of you?" Adam laughs and rolls his eyes. "Right. Like I'm afraid of a man who couldn't even keep tabs on his girlfriend and her whereabouts."
Matt's eyes are in that dark stage, the ones that seriously make you want to back away from him and never come back. I've only seen those eyes a few times, and most of the times had involved Adam. "Fuck off, Adam," Matt growls.
Adam laughs. "Oh I did, on Amy." Oh my God, Matt do not pounce on him. Please don't. Instead, Adam doesn't wait for a response; he turns to Charity and smiles. "Hey, beautiful. I'm Adam, what's your name?"
Charity glances at all of us, fear in her younger, less experienced eyes. Luckily, she doesn't say anything, and looks down, staring at the ground with confusion.
"Adam, get the hell out of here, if you know what's good for you," I growl this time, hoping and praying that Matt doesn't snap on him. I know how much Adam and Amy's betrayal hurt him, and Adam taunting him now on it doesn't help any. Beth and Charity have such similar expressions on their faces, each second that passes, the confusion and anxiousness growing worse. We all know Matt and Adam aren't friends.
"Oh, I will, but not because I'm afraid. I have stuff to do. Have fun tonight, honey. I'm sure it'll be a night you never forget," Adam says, smiling at Charity once more, before heading off and leaving us alone.
Thanks to my reviewers and readers, y'all keep me motivated to finish this. I've got a few Matt stories brewing in my head now too... lol. Well, read and review, and update I shall. :)