-The Next Day-

-Amila's POV-

I woke up with my pillow wrapped around my arms and tear stains on them. I sighed and got up. I went took a shower before I checked my phone. I wanted there to be a text from Phil, but somehow I knew there wasn't going to be. After I got out of the shower I checked my phone. Sure enough there wasn't a text from Phil, but there were two other ones; One from Adam and the other from Randy. I opened the one from my brother.

'It will be ok. He understands. I talked to him last night. You hurt him bad, but it will be ok. Love you.' –AC-

I Sat down on the end of the bed drying my hair. I knew this was going to be hard. I just wish that I never went to that stupid place. Randy was probably happy that he had caused a drift to come between me and Phil. He liked to caused problems and I should have known that from when I was with him. He always caused problems with me and Adam. I checked the other one.

'I'm not sorry for kissing you, I am sorry that you are hurt though.' –RKO4Life-

I screamed and threw my phone on the ground. Why couldn't Randy just let me be happy with someone else other than himself? I soon checked out of the hotel and made my way down the street to the nearby gym. I checked in with the front desk and made my way to the locker room. After I discarded my belongings, I went out front to the free weights. As I was lifting the single weights, I felt someone standing near me. I put the light weight down and turned around. I sighed in relief when I saw that it was only Drew.

"You scared my half to death. Don't you know not to walk up behind someone?" I said walking away from the weights and over to the punching bag.

"Didn't mean to scare ya, love." He said taking a sip of his water.

"Well, you did." I said, planting my feet firm before I punched the bag once. "Was there something that you wanted?" I said punching the bag again.

"Just wanted to make sure that you are ok." He shrugged before he stood behind the bag and held it firm.

"Thanks," I said taking a few more punches to the thing. "It's not necessary to check up on me though." I dropped my hands and stared at the man behind the punching bag. "You hardly know me, in the first place."

"True, I don't know you. I don't want to see anybody sad. Besides, since I have been here talking to you, a certain superstar hasn't liked it one little bit." He nodded to the weight bench and I looked where he had nodded.

"He shouldn't even be getting mad at the fact that I a talk to other guys." I said rolling my eyes.

"Well, he is. I think he still has a crush on you." He said handing me a towel.

"Thanks," I wiped the sweat off my forehead before he started walking over to the treadmills. "Have you seen Phil?" I asked hopeful.

"He's at the arena, something to do with a new storyline."

We both were on the treadmill for at least an hour before we got off. We took our separate ways to the locker rooms. I came out and was surprised to see that Drew was standing there with his bag over his shoulder. Heath and Jinder stood not that far in front of him. He smiled a little before I walked up to him.

"Do you have a ride to the arena?" He asked.

"I'm just going to take a cab." I said shrugging it off.

"Nah, girl, there's room in the car, for you." Heath said putting him arm around my shoulders.

"Why are you two helping me?" I asked pointing the other two men that were there.

"We are nice guys." Jinder stated.

"Punk would have our heads." Heath said.

"We don't want to be on his bad side." Drew added.

I just burst out laughing. These three were funny. I guess you couldn't choose who wanted to be friends with you. I followed them out to the car and put my bags in the trunk. I went to get in the back but was stopped by Heath.

"Nah, girl, you are getting in the front. Let Drew and Jinder fight in the back like children." He said.

I shrugged and got in the front seat. The radio was playing and the boys were talking about the next thing they were to do with the 3MB thing. I shook my head for a moment not realizing that they were paying me any attention. I was on the creative team and I guess it couldn't hurt to pay attention to what the talent wanted to do with their characters.

"Is there a problem with the things we have planned?" Drew asked hitting Jinder in the stomach.

"It's just, that isn't what's on the script or what's planned for you three." I said taking mental notes on what they were saying.

"I know, but it's not like we know anyone personally in creative to have our backs on what we want to do. It's a lot harder to make friends with them, they don't really associate with us talent." Heath said.

"So not true." I said with a smile on my lips.

"That so it true, love." Drew said from behind me.

"Unless you are high up on the food chain, you barely know who's in the room." Jinder added.

"And I am telling you that is a lie." I said pulling out my phone.

"Why is that a lie?" Heath asked.

"Because you three associate with me don't you?"

"Yes, but you are different. You aren't in creative." Jinder said.

"Not true." I said turning a little bit. "I started after Christmas. I am the three person from the top." I said with a huge smile.

"Well, damn." Drew and Heath said at the same time.

I started laughing again. "You know good things happen to those who are good to others." I said texting some things into a notepad on my phone. "Not everyone in creative is stuck up."

"That's not what we meant." Jinder said.

"I know, but some of them are. I get where you are coming from. Remember who my brother is. I have seen him go through the same thing you three are going through right now. So don't feel bad. It'll get better. Now you three have me, so I can make suggestions on your behalf."

"You would do that?" Drew asked as Heath pulled into the arena back lot.

"Why not, I have to stick up for the ones that helped me when I was in crisis." I said shrugging getting out of the car.

"That would mean a lot to us." Heath said from behind me.

"Don't mention it." I said grabbing my bags. I waited for them to get theirs before I began walking. We all made it inside without any fans seeing us. "Thanks for everything." I said giving each one a hug.

"Let me see your phone." Heath said. I gave him my phone and watched as he typed on it. He handed it to Drew and he did the same as Heath. Jinder was handed it and did the same thing before he handed it back to me. "There, now if you are ever in a bind, call one of us." HE said giving me one last hug before they walked away from me.

"Now it's time to find Phil." I said as I made my way down the hall in search of my angry boyfriend.