A month past and we all had our places within the WWF – Lita was in 'Team Xtreme' and I was with Edge & Christian. Creative and I were working together on my character becoming really evil, and almost the brains behind the stable. They have moved the storyline with Jeff and I to enimies, where I get to continually taunt him which pisses him off, and my relationship both off and on camera with Adam was booming, although he wasn't comfortable with everyone knowing yet. The only people who knew were Amy and Jay.

The first time I entered the arena with my new stable, the crowd wouldn't stop touching me. Edge and Christian always came through the crowd, however put me between them so I wouldn't have fans touch me as much as them. Although towards the end of our walk, I felt these two arms quickly trace around my waist and pull me toward them. I felt Adam grab my arm, and I quickly became a tug of war rope. Security came out in a flash to grab the guy and kick him out. Since then we decided it would be safer for us to come down the ramp.

'But we always give them something, it made us different.' Jay protested 'We have to give them something.'

'We'll think of something that is going to be even more douchebaggery.' I loved making up my own words.

'What? Like pose for them stupidly for five seconds?' He sneered. Adam and I exchanged glances.

'That's a brilliant idea!' I cried, grabbing onto his arm with excitement.

'For the benefit of those with flash photography!' Adam roared. 'A "Five Second Pose"'

'Ok, now where were we? Ah, the next pay per view.' Vince said frankly, pacing the room. He'd called the six of us into his office to talk through Jeff idea. 'We have to get Mark and Devon's input before I can let you do this.'

'It won't work without them… this is our only way of getting noticed.' Jeff pleaded.

As if on cue, in stormed Mark and Devon, who I have met on a few occasions. 'What is this all about?' Devon asked as he took a seat on the armrest of the couch I was seated on. Mark stayed silent with a stern expression, almost unrecognisable without his black glasses and camouflage attire.

'Well Jeff, why don't you tell them your idea.' Vince requested and spun around to look at Mark. You could tell he was not keen on the idea, so he didn't want associate himself with it. 'Jeff has an idea that creative love, to help boost you three stables' popularity. Although I think that he is completely insane.'

As did I - and I also though Matt, Adam and Jay were crazy for being a part of it, also.

'Well what's the plan?' Spat Mark, before winking at me. He so liked to intimidate Vince and it worked, as Vince was always nervous around him.

'Well,' Jeff started, and stood up. He started to pace the room. 'We need a kick, don't we, all of us? Like we aren't headliners and never will be on our own, but together we can do it. Adam and Jay like the idea and now that we have Amy and … Cat ringside, we-'

'Cut to the chase, Hardy!' An impatient Devon snapped. I gave Jeff a sour expression as it took him so long to say my name, like it was a disgusting disease that even just saying can infest into your soul. It hurt, I'm not sure why. Then another thing occurred to me… was Jeff Hardy nervous? His voice was shaking, his hands were trembling, and his forehead was all sweaty. Maybe the bloke was not completely incapable of human emotion after all.

'At Wrestlemania we have a match called a "Triangle TLC Match"' Jeff's had calmed himself down, voice mellow and smooth. 'Your team will bring the tables, they'll bring the chairs, and we'll bring the ladders. Triple threat, tag team devastation.'

'Oh, is that it?' a hesitation free Marc asked 'Yeah, count us in.'

Devon smiled in agreement. 'We'll just have to talk about a few stunts. Great idea, Jeff!'

Jeff sat down, relieved.

'Well!' Vince exclaimed as he slapped his hand on his knees and stood up. 'I'll let creative know tp go ahead with my new idea.' And he ran out of the room before anyone could protest. The look on Jeff's face in complete and utter shock, his green eyes staring into nothingness with intensity yet his mouth hanging open like a dead fish. I couldn't control myself, but let out a small giggle, receiving a death stare from Jeff's end.

Later that afternoon I went to find Amy in her locker room, I was really excited about my script now that Kurt Angle would be joining our faction. I'll get to Valet him while he wins the World Heavyweight Championship from The Rock. I knocked on the door of the 'Team Xtreme' locker room. It surprisingly took a while for there to be an answer, as Amy had just texted me telling me she was on her way there. I was even more, unpleasantly, surprised when Jeff opened the door. He looked at me and didn't say anything.

'Is Amy here?' I asked politely. My heart pounding so hard I could hear them in my ears.

'No.' He said sternly. 'Now go away.' I stopped the door before he could shut it.

'No she's expecting me. I'll wait for her.' I argued with him, wanting to win this argument. He stared at me with a blank expression, light catching in his green eyes. Could they ever look lifeless? I highly doubted it. I pushed the door as hard as I could against his strength, and after a few seconds, he suddenly let go, sending me flying into the locker room.

'You're small and weak - you need to gain muscle if you ever want to wrestle.' He scorned dryly.

'You don't have the right to tell me that.' I snapped. I'm not as small as he was making me out to be. Yeah I'm short, but I totally have curves and boobs. Yes, I could gain some muscle and I will, but this was none of his concern. An awkward silence overcame us. What did I think getting into this room was going to achieve me?

'Why are you so nasty to me, Jeff? What did I ever do to you?'

He looked at me, almost astounded I even had asked. I think I caught him off guard. 'You didn't have to do anything to me.'

Wow confusing. 'So, you're mean to everyone?'

'I hate Ring Rats.'

'But I'm not one.' I asked confused. What was he getting at? 'You have been nothing but horrible to me from the start. I heard what you said to Matt, how could you hate me when you don't even know me?'

'I know enough to know you're a whore.'

I froze at his words so sharp like a knife to my gut. I was no Virgin Mary, but I never considered myself a whore. He noticed the confused look on my face.

'Only a complete slut like you would sleep with a married man.'

'What the hell are you talking about?' I shot at him, offended at the accusations.

'Adam has a wife.' He practically sung at me, in the most patronizing way ever. 'A wife. In fact is Sean's sister.'

My head was spinning and my stomach was churning. I sat on the edge of the couch struggling to breathe. This man looking over at me taking pleasure on my pain, but frankly, I couldn't care about Jeff. I wanted answers.

'Sean?' I asked him.

'Sean Morley, as in Val Venus. Towel and porn star dude.'

I let out a huge cry, and I hated myself for it. I never cried in front of people, never showed any emotion. I hated feeling vulnerable. My head was in my hands when Jeff almost violently grabbed my wrists and shook me. 'Don't act like you didn't know!' He yelled.

But the expression on my face said it all, I didn't know. He let go of me and put his hands over his open mouth in complete shock. 'Cat… I'm so sorr-'

'Save it.' I snapped. Turning around to run out of the room. I saw Amy with anger written all over her face. Great, she was angry at me too. She must have heard the whole thing. I knew she was judging me the moment I told her. I ran out of the room, tears streaming down my face in search for our locker room. I passed Hunter on the way, who gave me the most terrified look as he grabbed me.

'What's wrong? What's happened? Who hurt you?'

'He's married…'

'Who?'

'Adam.'

'You didn't know? What does it matter?'

'What?'

What type of girl did he think I was? I was more offended at him than Jeff and his malicious actions.

Again, running off, I head Hunter scream my name.

I ran into our locker room, but seeing Adam in there made me even angrier. I threw myself violently at him before he caught me.

'Wow, Vegemite!' He said, confused. 'What the hell.' He restrained me against the wall, where I collapsed into a sea of tears. He let go and held me in his strong arms but I pushed him away.

'What's going on?' He demanded angrily.

'Why?' I asked 'W-why didn't you tell me you are Married?' I went silent. He went silent. I felt hot, like I was going to pass out, so I took a sip of my water.

'I didn't think the fact that I was married mattered.' He said frankly.

'Was?' I looked up, confused.

'The divorce with Alanah was finalized about a week ago, and I didn't want to tell you exactly how I feel about you until it was all done.' He looked at me with sudden realization. 'Wait, did you think I was still married?'

'Yes.'

'I get why you're so upset now… Cat, I'm sorry, I should have told you.'

'Yeah you should have, before that malicious rat told me that you are married.'

'Who?'

'Jeff.'

'Why am I not surprised?' He rolled his eyes.

Suddenly I understood why Hunter said he didn't think it mattered. Not like he knew I was sleeping with him. We he'd probably worked that out for himself now.

'Oh dear, Adam!' I said with sudden realization. 'Hunter's going to figure this out.'

His eyes widened. He had told me he didn't want to get on Hunter's bad side. The door knocked loudly and we both jumped. As I walked over to answer, I heard Hunter's angry voice.

'Adam Joseph Copeland, get your horny ass out here right now!' I opened the door but before I could say anything, Hunter pushed past me and walked straight up to Adam, stopping barely an inch away from his face.

'You think you can fuck around with her?' He said as he pushed him. Adam stayed calm. 'Who the fuck do you think you are? Can't you keep it in your pants? She's only eighteen for fuck sake!'

'It's not what you think it is.' Adam said calmly.

'Then what the fuck is it, then?' Hunter yelled at him, spitting all over his face.

'It's more than that, but I haven't had a chance to tell her yet.' Adam sighed. 'Well I was about to.' He looked over at me and half smiled. A wave of guilt flew over me; I had put Adam through so much drama in one day.

'Hunter, stop.' I asked. He pulled away.

'I'll fucking kill you if you break her heart. I'm not happy about this.' Was all he said when we swiftly left the room.