All the bad things happen to me... Why not someone else...?

Author’s Note: Since RAW was taped, I decided not to do a RAW chapter. So hopefully things won’t be confusing. (: That’s all enjoy reading!

~~~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~~~

Well thanks to Nikie and her lazy butt, we had to sleep in the hotel room with Jenny and them. It was annoying. Why? Because Heather was fucking bickering! NON-STOP! Like all she was saying is, ‘Taylor who you think you are?!’ ‘Come at me bro!’ I was like seriously?! What the fuck do you want from me! I said my story in the ring. Like I really thought I was gonna get arrested… since she touched my shoulder… I don’t like people touching me. I don’t even like tight places. I’m a big Haptephobia and VERY claustrophobic. But I was in the living room, where it was nice and quiet. Yeah that quietness went away after like 30 minutes.

“Answer your damn phone!” Anthony shouted coming out his room.

“Fuck! NOT EVEN AN HOUR!” I shouted to myself.

“Hour of what?” Anthony asked.

“QUIET!” I glared at him.

“Well I’m sorry. I’m kinda freaking out right now.” Anthony sighed.

“Why.” I asked, trying to be so concerned. But in reality, I’m not.

“Jamila’s not answering her phone.”  Anthony said putting his head down. I just rolled my eyes.

“Really… you’re freaking out just because Baby boo isn’t answering her phone… really Anthony… dude, you need help.” I shook my head.

“Well excuse me. I don’t see you freaking out over your boyfriend.” Anthony said.

“Well I don’t. He’s in jail.” I laughed.

“Why would you laugh at something like that?!” Anthony gasped.

“Because he’s a dumbass sometimes.” I replied.

“Why, what he do?”

“Something I will not mention.” I said.

“Well damn. Be that way.” Anthony said getting up and going in the kitchen.

“You’re welcome.” I smiled.

“I didn’t…. ugh never mind. Aren’t you suppose to be bothering Nikie?” Anthony thought.

“Yes, but I don’t want too.” I said.

“And why’s that?” Anthony asked. Really stop asking questions you asshole.

“She’s still upset from Monday.” I shrugged.

“Oh yeah, I forgot about that.” Anthony cocked his head.

“Okay well, I’m gonna finish watch T.V. you better keep your country voice down. I would like to watch Chelsea Lately without you yelling about Jay not answering her phone.” I ordered.

“Bossy.” Anthony mumbled.

“Dick.” I replied.

“How the hell did you hear me?!?” Anthony gasped.

“I have good hearing. Just bad eyesight.” I smiled.

“Shocking.” Anthony said.

~~~~~ My POV ~~~~

I was up listening to Forever Young by Jay-Z. For some reason, that song cools me down. I really don’t know why but it just does. I was glad Vince actually gave us a day off. I mean, we did the tapings for RAW that same night. But you know I want to be in Australia… that sucks, we weren’t even schedule to have any matches… the hell!? But anyways, I remember telling myself tomorrow will be a different day, but it ends up being the same as yesterday. I turned my phone on, there was like not even 20 there was 45 messages from Anthony, 30 missed calls from him, and 30 voicemails… who knew a guy can call and text that much. Shocking. Sharp was still asleep, so I went in the living room, Kat was there. Damn… I was hoping for a quiet morning. She was up watching Chelsea Lately… so you know Taylor’s watching that too.

“Morning Kat.” I said going in the kitchen and making myself some mint tea.

“Well good morning… JAMMY!” Kat yelled.

“Really… it’s 8 in the morning… why are you yelling…?” I glared at her.

“No I’m just glad you’re here… with Sharp… and not that redneck.” Kat smiled.

“He’s not a redneck, stop calling him that.” I rolled my eyes.

“He is! Dude, he listens to country music.” Kat explained.

“So, you listen to country music too.” I uttered.

“IT WAS ONE SONG! Why is everyone thinking… you know what just shut up.”  Kat glared at me.

“Well Kat, it’s not my fault. You like country music.”

“SHUT UP!” Kat glared again.

“Okay, okay I’ll stop. Why aren’t you sleeping? It’s like 8 in the morning?” I asked her.

“Well one, Kane kept waking me up with his damn snoring. And two, you already mentioned it was 8 in the morning. It is currently 8:03.” Kat laughed.

“You smart ass…” I said rolling my eyes and going back into the room.

“Don’t mess up the sheets!” Kat shouted.

“SHUT THE HELL UP!” I yelled back.

“Why are you shouting?” Sharpie asked me.

“No reason.” I laughed. Going into the bathroom and getting ready.

I mean we ain’t going anywhere, but I still want to take a shower.

~~~~~ Kat’s POV ~~~~~

I was enjoying Chelsea Lately till there was a freaking knock on the door… who would be knocking on the door at 8:08 in the morning. And yes I went pacific with the time! Sue me. I walked over to the door, answered it… and good lord… it was Anthony.

“OH HI ANTHONY!” I shouted making sure Jamila heard me.

“Why are you shouting?” Anthony asked.

“Force of habit. Why are you here?” I glared at him.

“I wanted to see if Jamila was here…” Anthony said searching the living room.

“Well here’s one thing I know, she’s not hiding under the couch.” I shook my head.

“Wait, where’s that Sharp dude…is he here? He might know.” Anthony said rubbing his chin.

“He is here. Let me get him… ass clown.” I mumbled.

“Thank you.” Anthony smiled.

“You’re not welcome.” I rolled my eyes opening the door to Sharp’s room.

“Sharp! Hide Jamila’s stuff! Anthony’s here! Oh and he wants to talk to you.” I said trying to rush him. But he took his time.

“HURRY UP!” I whispered loudly.

“Okay I’m coming damn.” Sharp said getting out of bed.

“Fucking lazy ass.” I mumbled.

“I heard that.”

“So??!” I uttered.

“Ewe, why the hell is this dude here…?” Sharp wondered, pointing at Anthony.

“I came to look for my girlfriend.” Anthony stated, walking up to Sharp.

“Err… this is awkward.” I said, slowly sitting down the couch.

“Well she’s not here. Good luck finding her somewhere else.” Sharp said trying to get Anthony to leave.

Man this is so good… I should go make some popcorn.

“I’m not leaving until…” Then Anthony stopped. “Whose taking a shower in that room…?”

“Oh shit…” I mumbled stuffing my face with popcorn.

“My girlfriend.” Sharp replied.

“Oh really… what’s her name?” Anthony uttered.

I can tell Sharp was thinking he has his thinking face on. It kinda scared me.

“Kelly.” Sharp said.

“As a matter of fact, I’ll go check up on Kelly right now.” I said dropping my popcorn and going to the room. I think Jamila was done taking a shower.

“Kelly!! Are you finished?!?!” I shouted.

“Who the fuck…” I quickly opened the door before Jamila finished that sentence.

“What?! Who’s Kelly?!” Jamila gasped.

~~~~~ My POV ~~~~~

“No one.” Kat replied.

“Then why did you call me Kelly!?” I shouted.

“Keep your voice down! Anthony’s in the living room and Sharp said the girl in this room, whom was in the shower, her name is Kelly! Which is you!” Kat pointed to me.

“What?! Do I LOOK blond to you?!” I said pointing to my hair.

“Well you act…” I stopped Kat.

“Don’t finish that sentence.” I rolled my eyes, looking for my shoes.

“Well think of something! Anthony might come in here! Wait! Go back in the shower and turn the pipe on!” Kat thought.

“You dumbass I’m already dressed.” I glared at her.

“Never mind! Just… hide in the closet.”

“No! I don’t want to feel like R.Kelly!” I stomped my foot.

“Who?” Kat cocked her head.

“No one. Ugh I’ll just go hide in the closet.” I rolled my eyes.

“Good! Now, I will try to get that red- I mean Anthony to leave before he comes in here.” Kat said leaving.

“Good god.” I sighed.

My phone started ringing and I was hoping it wasn’t Anthony but it was Heather. Thank goodness! But I hope it wasn’t a Taylor drama, because if it is… I’ll hang up on her.

“Hello?” I whispered quietly.

“Boo Boo! You’re in the magazine!!” Heather shouted.

“What magazine?”

“WWE Magazine smart one.”

“Wait what?”

“BECAUSE!!! You and Jenny are named the best diva’s tag team champions for 2010-2011!”

“Okay Heather, do me a favor.” I asked her.

“Sure, what is it?” She replied.

“STOP YELLING!” I said.

“Oh I sorry. But anyway, they said that you two have to take pictures for WWE.com.”

“Why? No one goes on that website…” I shook my head.

“Dude! You didn’t let me finish! They need the pictures for WWE.com and for the icon thingy.”

“What icon thingy?”

“You know… when on like RAW or Smackdown, they show whose gonna be fighting and what not.”

“Oh that! Oh okay, I’ll be there soon. Just not now. I gotta go, I’ll call you later.” I said hanging up the phone.

I opened the closet door, walked over to the door, I peeked my head to see if Anthony was still out there and he wasn’t. So I walked out to the living room, Sharp and Kat were laughing…. I don’t know why thought. I just shook my head and left the room. I wanted to go see what this whole magazine thing Heather was talking about. It better not be another one of her scams to get me to hang out with her. I am a very busy person. It’s true, I’m very busy. But I tend to get my work done, if I feel like it though. I was standing outside for like 45 minutes, waiting on Heather to pick me up. I swear, either she stopped to get a slurpee or what, but she sure as hell late. It’s freaking hot right now and I think I’m starting to melt. Finally after like 15 minutes, Heather is finally here. I was pissed as hell though; she was drinking her slurpee, in the nice air condition car. Like damn, you could of came a little bit faster you know.

“The hell took you so long?!” I shouted getting in the car.

“Oh I went to go pick up something. Here, I got you a slurpee! Your favorite, wild cherry!” Heather smiled.

“Well thank you for your apology gift. Now, what were you talking about when we were on the phone?” I asked her right away.

“Wait what?” She cocked her head.

“Magazine!” I shouted.

“Oh yeah, they wanted you and Jenny to take pictures, since well… you two were the first Divas to have the belt you know.” Heather uttered.

“Well duh. We had so much drama; well Jenny had so much drama with LayCool. Mostly with Layla, because of the whole Cody thing. What I don’t get is… who the hell would wanna dat Broke face?!” I asked. Heather just laughed.

“Jenny would.” Heather replied.

“Yeah… Jenny had some weird crushes when we were growing up. Trust me; I didn’t like any of them.” I shook my head.

“That’s not hard to believe. You don’t even like Cody. I never had seen you hate someone that bad.” Heather thought.

“I don’t hate him, he just annoys me… so freaking much, and it’s unbelievable.” I stated.

“Touché.” Heather smirked.

“Someone knows French.” I raised my eyebrows.

“Yes! I had some time to talk to Maryse.” Heather jumped.

“Don’t jump while you drive stupid.” I laughed.

“My bad… I’m just so glad you and Jenny are taking pictures for the magazine! Oh em gee! I was thinking maybe you should dump Jenny for me!” Heather said. My jaw just dropped.

“Crazy person who’s dating Ted Diabse say what!?!” I gasped.

“Well I was just thinking, I mean come on! You turn face again, and Team Sweaty Meatballs can finally form! Just think about it! We would be equal. So that means, you won’t have to be walking behind Jenny all the time.” Heather stated.

“Wait, first of all I don’t walk behind Jenny. Second, I can’t dump my own cousin, that’s not gonna happen.” I shook my head.

“Why not?! You dumped her before!”

“Yeah, that’s because she called me weak, then she pushed me, I pushed her back. It’s called being family.” I rolled my eyes.

“Just think about it. You may change your mind. Here’s your stop, I’ll pick you up in like the next 3 hours or so.” Heather said giving me my bag.

“Gee thanks.” I sighed getting out the car.

“No problem!” Heather said then driving off.

I was like somewhat pissed off, but not really PISSED off like how I am when people touch my tacos. See when you touch my tacos, I go apeshit. I hope they have tacos inside, I’m kinda hungry. I saw Jenny at the door, surprisingly without Cody. I was so happy.

“Where’s Cody?” I asked Jenny. Then Jenny went bug eyes.

“What?”

“YOU SAID CODY!!” Jenny jumped giving me a hug.

“Hey, hey, hey, hug me again, I will taze you.” I looked at her.

“Girl you don’t have a tazer.” Jenny laughed.

“Yeah I do. Uncle John gave me one.” I said.

“Oh my… okay never mind about that. Why did you ride with Heather? Where’s your car?” Jenny asked.

“At the hotel.” I replied.

“Then why didn’t you drive it?”

“Because I wasn’t exactly AT the hotel.” I said slowly walking away.

“WHOA! Where were you then?!” Jenny gasped.

“At Sharp’s hotel.” I mumbled.

“You hoe!” Jenny shouted.

“Hey! You fucktard don’t be yelling that so damn loud! This ain’t the farm! And plus, I had to talk to Sharp about something.” I said smacking the back of Jenny’s head.

“Oh yeah, you had to talk to Sharp about something, then you randomly ended up in his head?! Jay what is wrong with you?! What would Uncle Godfrey say?!” Jenny uttered.

“I never grew up with him stupid.” I rolled my eyes, picking up my bags and walking into the building.

It was really packed, the tag team champions were here, John and Randy were here, I forgot who the other champions were but they were here too. I think Jenny and I were the last ones to arrive. Because everyone looked at us like it was a big thing. They can’t blame me, Heather picked me up late.

“Well, well, well, look who decides to finally come.” David Otunga said.

“Bitch get yo’ D-List ass out my face.” I said pushing him out the way.

“Ha-ha, you just got burned!” Jenny laughed.

“Oh you think you cute.” Michael smirked.

“Why? UMAD!?” I turned around with a smile on my face.

“No…” Michael mumbled. This caused John and Randy to walk over.

“Uh… is there a problem here?” Randy cocked his head looking at David.

“No. do you have a problem?” David snapped back.

“Um, excuse me. You are talking to the top dogs in the WWE. You still walk behind CM Punk, oh and USED to walk behind Wade Barrett. So technically, you two don’t matter. Now be like Wendy and Cosmo and poof out of here.” John smiled.

Me, Jenny and Randy were just laughing. Because it was so corny it was unbelievable.

“Wow John, are you gonna be using that more often?” Jenny thought.

“Sure little sis’ just for you, to make you happy.” John laughed.

Me and Randy were just shaking our heads laughing.

“Why are you laughing?! Your family too!” John pointed at me.

“No I’m not.” I squealed.

“Yeah you are. You’re related to John too.” Jenny explained.

My jaw just dropped. Then Randy started laughing.

“I’m so glad I’m the only non-related one in this whole thing.” Randy laughed.

“Shut up Randy.” Jenny, John and I said simultaneously.

Then we all walked off to our photo booths. What I don’t understand is… if they want pictures of the divas tag team champions… why they didn’t take pictures with the Bella Twins? I guess they wanted to put the FIRST divas tag team champs. But the Bellas were here/ and they are already starting drama… damn shame.

“Well, look Nikki! If it isn’t the OLD Divas tag team champions.” Brie said smirking approaching us.

“Can I kill her?” I asked Jenny.

“What do you want twins.” Jenny glared.

“Oh we were trying to figure out why the hell you guys are here. You aren’t the divas champ anymore.” Nikki laughed.

“No seriously Jen, can I kill her?” I pointed to Nikki and Brie.

“Use your tazer.” Jenny smirked.

“Whoa! Calm down we were just joking!” Nikki said backing up.

“Oh… you guys were kidding…when I mentioned my tazer? Bitch get the hell out my face.” I growled.

“Okay, gosh… freaks. Let’s go Brie.” Nikki said pulling her sisters’ arm.

“Ugh, anyway, can we get this pictures thing over with?! I hate taking pictures.” I sighed.

“No you don’t. You just want to be with Sharpie.” Jenny mumbled.

I just rolled my eyes and just ignored her for the rest of the pictures.

~~~~~ Taylor’s POV at Kristen’s house ~~~~~

“Kristen!!!!” I said banging on her door.

“WHAT!” Kristen shouted swinging the door open.

“I’m bored.” I pouted.

“Then go bother Nikie.” Kristen said closing the door. But I stopped her.

“She’s in a grumpy mood though!” I stomped my foot.

“Ugh… fine. Come in.” Kristen said rolling her eyes.

“Oh, damn! You should be on cribs!” I shouted.

“This isn’t my house.” Kristen glared at me.

“Then who’s is it?! You stole someone’s house?! What the hell is wrong with you?!” I gasped.

“No you idiot. It’s Punks house. And why the hell would I steal a house?! Is that possible??” Kristen cocked her head.

“Well… no I’m not gonna tell that story. Do you have any food? I’m hungry.” I starched my head, opening up her fridge.

“Taylor… don’t go snooping through my fridge… and plus we don’t have any food. I’ve been starving for the past 2 hours.” Kristen sighed.

“I haven’t ate for the past 10 minutes so I’m really hungry.” I uttered.

“Wait! You have food!? At your hotel?!” Kristen cocked her head.

“Well it’s not MY hotel. But yet we have food.” I smiled.

Then Kristen jumped, grabbed my hand and ran out the room. She drove to the hotel, this whole time, I was thinking, in my head, this shit is kidnapping. When I got in the car, I thought she was gonna take me to an abandon area to leave me or something. I don’t know I think of the strangest things.

“NIKIE!!!” Kristen yelled banging on the door. Ha-ha that’s funny, I kinda did the same thing to her.

“Yes.” Nikie said quietly opening up the door.

“Kristen kidnapped me.”

“Shut up stupid. Do you have any food?” Kristen asked.

“This is so ghetto. Going to someone’s place and asking for food.” I said.

“You do the same thing…” Nikie and Kristen said.

“Well then…” I said pushing Kristen out the way so I can sit on the couch.

“Well excuse you.” Kristen rolled her eyes.

“You’re excused.” I smiled.

“Ugh! Where’s Jamila.” Kristen asked.

“With Sharp.” I replied.

“She’s with whom?!” Anthony said coming out his room.

“Oh shit….” Nikie, Kristen and I mumbled.

“You knew where she was this whole time and you didn’t tell me!?” Anthony snapped.

“Yo… back up off me homeboy, I don’t know you like that.” I said pushing him away.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Anthony said grabbing my arm.

“Hey! Let go of her arm!” Kristen said pushing Anthony away from me.

“I’m going to see her.” Anthony said grabbing his jacket and leaving.

“The hell is his problem?” Nikie mumbled.

“Who knows? But seriously, he needs some help.” Kristen thought.

I was just sitting there rubbing my arm. It was turning red a little bit. Bitch fucking messed up my tan…

~~~~~ My POV ~~~~~

“I am exhausted!” I said walking into the room.

“I’m not.” Kat laughed.

“Yeah I wonder why.” I rolled my eyes. “Where’s Sharp?”

“He’s taking a shower. If you can’t hear the shower running.” Kat said, acting all smart.

“Touché.” I said passing her a Mountain Dew.

“Are you sure you want to give me this Mountain Dew?” Kat smirked.

“Why? How many have you had?” I gasped.

“7.” Kat laughed.

“Really… give me the soda.” I laughed, grabbing the soda from Kat’s hand and passing her a bottle of water.

“Bitch.” Kat mumbled.

“Love you too.” I smiled.

Then we got a call from the front desk. I didn’t know the front desk calls their guest. Kat answered the phone.

“Yo.” Kat said answering the phone.

“Well that’s a nice way to answer a phone.” I laughed to myself.

“Hello Ms. Angel. There’s a gentleman at the front desk, requesting to see Ms. Jamila.” He said quietly.

“Who? If it’s a fan he can’t come up.” Kat said.

Mr. Anthony.”

“Oh um... Jamila can’t see him. Tell him that she’s not here. She’s with Jenny.”

“Certainly ma’am.” Then Kat hanged up the phone.

“You haunted?” I asked.

“Am I what?!” Kat shook her head.

“Nothing. It’s one of my mom’s saying. Anyways, why did the front desk call?” I asked.

“Oh Anthony’s here.” Kat replied.

“Oh great…” I sighed.

“Don’t worry, I told him that you were with Jenny.” Kat smiled. I just smack the back of her head.

“The fuck was that for?!” Kat said rubbing her head.

“Jenny’s with Cody! They are at dinner!” I shook my head.

“Well you didn’t have to hit me! I think you mad a bruise…” Kat glared.

“Cry me a river.” I rolled my eyes.

“Then I will push you in my river or tears.” Kat replied.

Then Sharp and Kane came out their rooms… at the same time. Freaky…

“Oh my… they are fighting.” Kane thought.

“No we are not. We are debating.” Kat said.

“Yeah, sure.” I nodded, grabbing the bottle of Vodka from the cabinet.

“NO!” Everyone shouted.

“What?!” I jumped.

“Put. The bottle. Away.” Sharp said slowly.

“Why? I’m 24, I can drink.” I said putting my hands on my hips.

“Remember when you drank the last time?!” Kane uttered.

“No.”  I raised my eyebrow.

“You started drunk tweeting. Oh and uh, you thought there was a penguin on the wall… when it was actually the clock.” Kat stated.

“Dude… really?!” I gasped.

“Yeah, and you thought the Stanley cup… was actually a tea cup… named Stanley.” Sharp said.

“Well damn… I’ll put it back then…” I said putting the drink back. Then my phone started ringing.

“Why are people getting phone calls…? I wanna get a phone call.” Kane pouted.

“That sucks.” I laughed, not caring at all.

“Hello?” I said answering the phone.

“Where the hell are you!?”

“Anthony?” Sharp mumbled. I nodded my head yes.

“I told you, I’m at Nattie’s house.”

“No you’re not.”

“Wait what?! You went to Natalya’s house?!”

“Yes. Now tell me where you are right now.”

“I can’t do that.”

“Why’s that??!”

“Because… my boyfriend doesn’t like you.” I smiled at Sharp.

“How can I not lik… your back with Sharp aren’t you!”

“Yes. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a dinner to go to. Good bye.” I said hanging up the phone before Anthony could say Anthony.

“YES!!! No more Anthony!!!” Kat shouted.

“Why are YOU happy?” I asked her.

“Because… Okay look at Sharp, now think of Anthony. Now look at Sharp again, and think of Anthony.” Kat said, moving her hands back and forth.

“Oh I see now.” I laughed.

“Are you two ready to go?? I think all this ‘girl talk’ is making me hungry.” Kane said rubbing his stomach.

“Yeah I just need to fix my hair and put on some shorts. Who else is coming?” I asked.

“Well I don’t think Jenny is coming, but Taylor said she’s coming with some guy, I don’t know who he is. And Heather, well I never know what Heather does, John and Nikie are coming, so is Kristen and Punk.” Sharp replied.

“How do you know all of this?” Kane cocked his head.

“Just because I’m watching T.V doesn’t mean I’m listening to people’s conversations.” Sharpie said bobbing his head.

“You two… are very strange.” Kat mumbled.

“Okay I’m ready!” I said jumping out from my room.

“Wow Jamila, we are going to dinner, not helping you get a job at Hooters.” Kat shook her head.

“What’s wrong with these shorts?!” I gasped.

“They are TOO revealing!” Sharp cocked his head.

“No they aren’t.” I pouted. “What are you my father?!”

“Yes.” Kane smirked.

“You fucking weirdo.” I rolled my eyes. Then there was a knock on the door. I went to answer the door, it was Kristen and Punk, Heather and Ted, Nikie and John, and Taylor with… ewe.

“EW! TAY! YOU BROUGHT HIM?!” Kat gasped.

“Yes. I like my captain.” Taylor smiled.

“Why is there a problem?!” Dustin Brown asked.

“Yes.” Sharp and Kane said, getting in front of me and Kat.

“Oh great…” Dustin mumbled.

“Yeah Dustin. These are the guys that beat you and you’re LA QUEENS this season.” Kat laughed.

“REALLY KAT! SHUT UP!” Taylor glared at her. Yeah I never knew her face can get so red.

“Can we go!?” Heather thought, trying to be the peace maker here.

“You don’t have to ask me tell.” I said rushing out the room.

“This isn’t over.” Taylor said to Kat.

“Let’s go!” Me and Heather shouted.

“Why those two ALWAYS have to fight…?” Nikie asked John.

“Well Nik, it is called ‘Hockey Rivals’’” John said.

“Or, they just don’t like each other.” Kristen uttered.

“So true. So, so true.” Nikie laughed.

~~~~~ Anthony’s POV ~~~~~

“She dumped me… AGAIN!” I shouted pacing around the living room.

“Maybe she couldn’t be with you… Or maybe she doesn’t like you…” Cody thought.

“Cody how would YOU know!? She HATES your guts.” I shouted again.

“No she doesn’t.” Cody shook his head.

“Since when?!” Jenny and I said at the same time.

“Since a couple weeks ago. Jenny you were there.” Cody pointed at Jenny.

“Oh yeah, I forgot. Yeah Anthony she doesn’t like you at all.” Jenny sighed.

“How is this possible?! I just can’t believe she would make-up with me, and then go back to that douche bag that pushed her!” I groaned.

“He’s not a douche bag. You just suck at relationships.” Cody said.

“What?! No I don’t!” My jaw dropped.

“Yeah you do. You never can take her places.” Jenny responded.

“Yes I did take her places!” I yelled.

“That was a Valentine’s Day dinner. That doesn’t count. Sharp takes Jamila to like his practices and games. You have her ringside at your matches. And you both only had 2 matches together.” Cody said.

“When was the last time you had a match with Jay!? HUH?!”

“The last time me and Jay had a match, was the before her injury. So that has to be like…. More than 20 matches.” Jenny laughed.

“So… Your point?!” I shook my head.

“SHE DOESN’T WANT YOU NO MO’!” Cody shouted.

“And you hang out with Jamila to much…” Jenny said, reacting to what Cody just said.

“Whatever, I’m going to bed. Jay’s gonna come crawling to me soon.” I said going to my room.

“She doesn’t crawl…” Jenny mumbled.

I just went into my room, just upset. I really can’t believe she left again. Did I do something wrong? Like I really don’t know what’s wrong with me. Before that Sharp guy came everything was fine. I blame Kat for getting her into hockey. I really can’t believe, she’s gone. You know what I’m gonna text her. Let’s hope she texts back. I doubt she will though.

“Hey I know your busy and what not, but can we talk later?”

It took her like 5 minutes to reply back.

“What do you want?”

“An answer.”

“For what?”

“Why did you dump me?”

“I can’t answer that right now. I’m busy helping Heather and Taylor with something. So… we’ll talk later.”

“Okay… :-(“

~~~~~ My POV ~~~~~

“What’s poppin’ Baby Boo?!” Taylor asked.

“Nothing. Just really annoyed.” I said to her. “Sharp can we go home? I’m not feeling well.”

“S-s-sure. I’ll catch up with you guys later.” Sharp said grabbing his jacket and walking me out to the car.

“Are you okay?” He asked me.

“Yeah I’m fine. I feel nausea though.” I said rubbing my forehead.

“No fever?” He asked.

“It feels like it. Can we just go home?” I pouted looking out the window.

“Yeah.” He said starting the car and driving to the hotel.

I was actually sick. I wasn’t feeling good at all. It better not be my T.O.M that shit sucks. It was like a 30 minute drive back to the hotel. I just left the car went to the hotel room, took a shower, put my PJ’s on, got a shot of Vodka, took a freaking Midol and went to sleep. Who knew I could do that all at once, but I didn’t. I told Sharp he can go back to the restaurant if he wants too. It’s was up to him he didn’t have stay here. I think he stayed, but stayed in the living room just in case anything happened. Which I think something bad might happen, I took Vodka and Midol at the same time. Bad idea? I don’t think so.