I shoved all of my things into my bag. I was still very pi*sed off at Matt. I had never him to be so immature. Did he not know that he was embarassing me? I was fed up with him. He had one more time to make me mad. I opened the door and left. Matt and I had drove to the arena together but I wanted to leave his ass here. He could find himself another ride. Hell, I had the keys. I tossed my bag in the backseat. I went into the glove compartment and pushed all the junk aside as I looked for my Creed CD. I found it and put in the CD player. Then, I was gone. I looked into the rear view mirror to see Matt running after the car screaming my name. I rolled my eyes and stomped on the gas.

********

The hotel was kind enough to give me my own hotel room. I sure as hell did not want to stay with some drunk punk who thought he could make a fool out of me. I was sitting in my room watching "Fight Club" and decided to call Joann.

"What's up, girl?"

"Hey, Amy! What's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Is something wrong?"

"Matt threw a party for me since I was returning to television. Then, after the match, my mama called me so we talked for a few minutes. So when I come back into the room, all the guys are crowded around someone telling somebody to drink more. I look to see who it is and it's Matt...drinkin' his fuckin' ass off."

"You lying. What you do?"

"Girl, I told them that the party was over and I left...the arena. Can you believe him? You know that is not like Matt."

"For crying out loud, he's a wrestler. He don't need to be drinking."

"Thank you. Stone Cold can do it but any man of mine...oh, hell no."

"I know you were embarassed, Amy."

"That ain't even the word for it but yeah, I was. Humilated describes it pretty well. He probably come over and be like...I'm sorry, baby. I love you, I love you. Give me another chance. I won't drink again. I can't live without you. Bla, bla, bla."

"I know, girl. I've heard that too. Boys are all the same."

"Exactly. I need a man, not a boy. That's what Matt is acting like right now."

"That's their names...the Hardy Boyz."

"I won't call Jeff a boy 'cause he's very mature but I expect more out of Matt since he's older. So how's the site doing?"

"Just fine. I'm gonna redesign it though 'cause it is ugly."

"Well, I think I'm gonna fire Kat because she imitated me on...my site."

"For real?"

"Yes and plus, we don't get along that well since she likes to follow my boyfriend almost everywhere we go. I'm making you the webmistress of my official site now. It's yours. I told Jeff to tell Kat I don't want her anymore so you don't gotta be afraid. I want to see a tight site, Jo, but I know you won't let me down."

"Oh, most definitely! Thank you for giving me the job! You won't regret it."

"I know I won't since you're such a sweethart."

"Well, thank you for the compliment. I'll get to work on it right away." Joann laughed.

"Let me call you later, Joann. I hear the guys coming back from the show."

"Alright. Hope y'all work it out."

"Who knows...who cares? I'll let you know what happened. Bye."

"Bye."

I heard someone knock on my door. I knew it was Matt but I was wondering should I open it or leave the door closed like it is. I decided that I would listen to what the fool had to say now. He had better not waste my time because I was not in the mood. I got up off the bed, walked to the door and opened it. There was Matt...with roses in his hand smiling at me. I laughed a little. If he thought flowers and his ugly smile was gonna make me forgive him, he was dead wrong.

"What the hell you doing here, man?" I said.

"I want to talk to you, Amy."

"Duh. You came to my hotel room, didn't you? Bring your ass in here then." I replied.

He reached his hand out to give me the roses. I hit his hand and the roses fell to the floor.

"I don't want your cheap flowers. Where did you get them from? K-Mart?" I said.

He sighed and came in. I pushed the door and it slammed shut. I stood there with my hands on my hips waiting for his tired apology and dumb explanations. He just stood there staring at the ground. He looked nervous as hell.

"Damnit, Matt! I invited you in, do I have to invite you to speak too?! What the hell do you want?!"

"You ain't gotta yell! Calm down! I came here to apologize to you and you shove the fuckin' flowers out of my damn hand! It's kind of nervous when I have to apologize to you like this!"

"Boy, don't you ever yell at me like I'm your damn child. I'm mad at you enough as it is and you screamin' at me is not making any better. So if you did come here to apologize, don't pi*s me off anymore!"

"Look, Amy, you're not making this any easier." Matt mumbled.

"Why the hell would you be drinking, Matt? You're a fuckin' wrestler! Does that mean anything to you?! How are you gonna be in shape for King Of The Ring on Sunday? Vince does not a drunk wrestler in his ring and I sure as hell don't want a drunk boyfriend! Is that all you have to say for yourself?"

"I'm not gonna make promises I can't keep, Amy. I can't promise you I won't drink again because I know I will but I can promise you that I won't drink as much as I did earlier tonight." Matt mumbled.

I could tell he was nervous and it sort of turned me on a little. I loved this North Carolina boy too much but I still wanted to see him suffer.

"Look me in the eye when you say that."

"If that's what it takes for you to forgive me, then I'll do it." Matt said as he looked at me in the eye.

"Now...why are you here?"

"Fuck it." Matt said as he grabbed me and made me look at him.

"Nervousness is not gonna help me. I really like you, Amy. I am not gonna lose you over this stupid shit. I won't ever humilate you like that again, alright? I mean it. What I'm trying to say is that I'm sor-" He said.

I forced him off of me, dragged him to the door, opened it and shoved Matt out of my room.

"I know you're sorry."

I slammed the door in his face and sat back down on the bed. I laughed out loud to myself. I haven't felt that good in years. Damn, I love being a woman. I had already forgiven Matt but I wanted to see what he would do to make me accept his apology.

*********


My nap was interrupted by somebody knocking on the door. I looked at the clock. It was almost midnight. I rolled my eyes and told mommy I would call her back. I got up and walked to the door.

"Who is it?!"

"It's Jeff, Amy."

I shrugged and opened the door. Jeff walked in and closed the door behind him. He had on a tight green shirt with a red star on it and some fucky green pants with black spots all over them. I loved Jeff's style of dress.

"What's up?" I asked.

"You're what's up. Why do you have to treat my brother so bad?"

"Excuse me?" I replied.

"You heard what I said, Amy. Answer the question."

"I don't have to answer nothin' and what the hell are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about? I'm talking about you treating Matt like shit after he came in here to apologize to you."

"So what?"

"So what?! Matt won't talk to me. He won't talk to Adam. He won't talk to anybody and I know you caused him to be like that. Why do you have to be so cruel when he tries to make things better?!"

"First of all, don't yell at me like that...again. Second, me and your brother's relationship is our business. Not yours!"

"I'm his fuckin' brother!"

"I don't give a damn! What happened in this room stays in this room! It ain't none of your business."

"Well, I'm making it my business."

"Hold up. You must be talkin' to the wall 'cause I know you ain't talkin' to me with that attitude. Don't get smart 'cause I can and will kick your ass. So if Matt told you to come in here and make me feel bad...it ain't workin'!"

Jeff sucked his teeth and looked the other the way.

"Therefore, you can take your fucked up hair and your whack poetry and get the hell out of my room!" I said as I opened the door.

"Can't believe we gotta walk with this bitch to the ring from now on." Jeff mumbled as he walked out.

I looked at him like he was crazy and kicked him in the ass which made him trip into the hallway. I slammed the door. Apparently, Jeff got pi*sed off and got up because he was banging on my door telling me to come outside and fight him. He kept on banging and banging. I turned on my Vertical Horizon CD and turned it up all the way. I sang along out loud while he kept on banging on the door.

*********

I woke up in the morning to a phone call. It was Matt.

"What did you do to Jeff, Amy?" Matt said as he laughed.

"I insulted his hair, I said his poetry sucked, I kicked him in his butt and really pi*sed him off...that's all."

Matt laughed and I laughed with him.

"So do you forgive me now? I did not send Jeff to help me out."

"I know you didn't. I forgive you but don't do that shit again."

"I won't. I thought about it."

"Good."

"Dang. You really got Jeff mad. Why don't you catch a ride with Trish?"

"Oh, I already have but I'll see him on the plane back home."

"You're crazy. See you later, sweethart." Matt laughed.

"Bye."

**Three days later**

Jeff and me hadn't talked since we had that argument. I felt sorry for the fans out there who thought we were good friends because we weren't anymore. Matt and me were spending a lot more time together and he did great at King Of The Ring. Tonight, they were in another Tag Team Elimination Match. They were gonna lose again but I was getting used to it. If anyone recorded last night's match, Jeff and me kept trading evil looks. It was pretty funny to me. Matt told me some of the things that Jeff told him. Jeff thought that he was spending more time with me rather than with him. He thought that I was "stealing" his brother away from him. I couldn't believe he could think such as thing. Jeff had a lot of insecurities about the dumbest things. I worried about him sometimes. I never talked about him and Beth so he couldn't talk about me and Matt. I know one thing, you would never see us on a double date with them.

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