a/n I had finished this one before I wrote the last one… blame French, that is when I write most of my stories. Edgeismyhero1217, BournePriceless24 and xoxLiveLifexox are my faves for reviewing!! Don't stop reading! I still love you all!!

Janine Madison Baker. The runaway. She even ran away from her own first name. She detested that name, it reminded her of her mother. Maddie's grandmother was named Janine. When someone was not to happy at her, they called the brunette Janine. Now would be one of those times.

"Janine Madison!" The angry voice of Matt Hardy's sounded of the answering machine that belonged to Evan Bourne. Maddie whimpered at the amount of anger her ex's voice contained. Madison never wished to make him mad. Miss Baker was always one to get mad, pretty much always at herself. Making others mad was something she wished to avoid. "I'm sorry. But did I do something wrong? Is there a reason you ran out on me?"

"It wasn't your fault." the girl said to no one.

"I just miss you. Honestly, I don't even know if your there… Please don't be." Madison broke down in tears. "I'll try your cell." that was the last she heard of his sweet Southern Drawl. She waited for her cell to ring. When it did, she looked at the screen. She couldn't press 'end call' without him knowing she didn't want to speak to him, even if he had guess that. The calls had been non-stop since Maddie left. She wondered just how much longer she could last.

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Evan walked casually around backstage at the show he didn't wish to give any hints he was hiding Madison at his house. Giving anything away to anyone would probably end up with Matt finding out. He turned the corner and saw the curly-haired man just finishing a conversation on his phone. The Hardy looked up and caught Bourne's eye. The smaller man's eyes had flickered with happiness followed by a split second of worry. The worry striking Matt as unusual. Since when was the man who performs shooting star press's worried?

"Bourne!" Hardy shouted, jumping from his seat. Evan pursed his lips knowing he was going to get the third degree.

"Matt." he greeted back, a tinge of rudeness in his voice.

"You know where my girl is?" Matt questioned back even ruder.

"Your Girl? Women aren't property Matthew." Evan spat back, angered that Matt was claiming possession over his best friend.

"You know what I mean! Where are you hiding Maddie?"

"Why would I hide someone as gorgeous as Mad?" Evan and Madison always showered each other with compliments and endearments. It was how they grew up. Matt had heard enough, he walked hastily passed the high-flyer.

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Maddie had decided to spend the day with her father. Evan's brother was with his girlfriend, Olivia, and Madison was bored out of her brain. She met up with her father for lunch. They went to a local café, a place the best friends went to most of the time. The female was apparently the talk of the town. Known for being the best friend and former fiancée are both WWE superstars, she was famous in her own right. Also being seen around Randy Orton would have helped. Yes, WWE Champion Randy Orton. The two had dated a couple years back, she was 23 and he was 26. It didn't last long because Maddie didn't open up about anything. She honestly did like Randy, she thought he was amazing. The thing is, she wasn't strong enough to let another person in on her secrets.

"Sweetheart, if you don't like the people staring, we can go somewhere quieter…" John asked his daughter who shook her head.

"I'm used to it dad, honestly."

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The one thing Madison asked of her father was to collect her stuff from the Hardy household. That is where John is now. He walked up to the doorway, trying to act as natural as possible. He knocked on the door. He had been to this house plenty of times before, and been allowed to enter at his own free will. Now he didn't want to seem rude.

"Hi John, what do I owe this pleasure?" Matt asked, a hint of arrogance in his voice.

"Hello Matt, I just came to collect Madison's stuff." Matt rolled his eyes at the father of the runaway. He turned his back and pointed to a few boxes. When John came back for the last box, Matt spoke again.

"Where is she staying?"

"I have no clue Matt. I've been trying to figure that out myself." he lied.

"How are you getting her stuff to her?" Matt questioned,

"I have to leave it at my house and not be there when she picks it up Matt. I'm sorry I can't be of more help. I really liked you. You were good for her.

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"Evan!" Maddie squealed in delight as her best friend returned from his few days away. It was going to be tough, but Evan was going to come home for 2 days every week, just to make sure Madison was okay.

"Hey Mad!" he said back as she ran into his open arms. "You missed me?" he laughed.

"Always." she mumbled into his chest. Madison was a half foot shorter than Evan. They pulled apart then her smile turned to a frown.

"He'll be fine." Evan said before she could speak. Matt had been injured at the Superstars taping. An injury he sustained a couple of years ago had come back to haunt him.