Nothing Is Right Anymore....

“Why is she in here?” Cody whispered.

“She isn’t going through a good time right now. Just leave her alone.” Jenny said.

“I don’t care about that. Why is she in HERE?!” Cody glared.

“She didn’t want to be alone. So I just let her sleep on the extra bed. Will you just stop making a fuss about this?! Jay is gonna be mad if we wake her up! Mostly at you.” Jenny mumbled.

“Then you both should really get out before I commit murder.” I said.

“See what you did!” Jenny glared.

“Me?! You’re the one with the big mouth.” Cody said.

“Fine, I’ll leave. I fucking hate you both.” I said, storming out the room.

“Now you made her mad.” Jenny glared.

It’s like an everyday thing for some reason. I’m always pissed. I’m never happy. Things just aren’t the same anymore. I’m debating on if I should go to Chicago or back to Brooklyn. Because Brooklyn is on the top of my list right now. Maybe being with family will help my unhappiness. I don’t know. My mind is doing back flips right now and I can’t take it anymore. I wanted to call Teddy and tell him that I don’t want to go to the Smackdown tapings because I just wanted to be by myself for like the whole day. No one around, near, or close to me. I really need time to myself. Being around people right now is not what I need. But as of right now, I’m doing anything. I’m sitting on the couch with my blanket and just staring at the TV. Which is off, so yeah. I clearly don’t want to do anything right now.

“Jay…” Jenny mumbled.

I didn’t answer.

“There’s someone on the phone for you.” She said handing my phone.

It was Tracy. The only person I can really talk to right now.

“Hey Tracy.”

“You sound mad. What’s wrong?”

“Everything.” I sighed.

“You need to bucker up and stop being so damn emotional!”

“What?”

“You need to stop being in an upsetting mood! Because when you do that, you’re being everyone else down.”

“You’re not helping right now.”

“I know I’m not. Good moods are always better than bad moods.”

“What do you mean?”

“Jamila! You’re still upset about your break up!”

“It wasn’t a break up…”

“I really don’t think it matters Jamila.”

“Alright, maybe I do, but it really doesn’t mean anything. Being single is fine by me.”

“You aren’t gonna go after that goalie are you?”

“Why is everyone thinking that?! No I’m not going to do that!”

“What are the chances that after our conversation you’re gonna call him?”

“I wasn’t planning on doing that…”

“OH! You weren’t PLANNING on doing that. Make yourself more obvious Jamila.”

“Well he’s the only person I can talk to when it comes to guys you know…”

“No there’s not. You have me and Trevor.”

“Yeah that’s two.”

“Keep it at two! Don’t do anything stupid. I gotta go, my daughter just woke up.”

“Alright, I’ll talk to you later.” I sighed.

“You alright?” Jenny asked sitting next to me.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” I pouted. “Can you guys like leave for a while? I really need to be alone.”

“Where the hell am I gonna go?!” Jenny gasped.

“I don’t know, just don’t stay here.” I rolled my eyes.

“Do you want something to eat?” Cody asked.

“No, I’m not hungry.”

“Are you sure? The last time you said that, you ended up in a Vancouver hospital.” Cody cocked his head.

“Whatever, just go get some bagels or something.” I said.

“We are not going to New York to get bagels.” Jenny glared.

“I WON’T EAT THEN!” I yelled.

“Tacos it is.” Cody groaned.

“Why did he groan?” I raised my eyebrow.

“Because he hates going there.” Jenny laughed.

“Well get used to it.” I rolled my eyes.

Then Jenny and Cody left. I don’t like being around people. Especially around Jenny when she’s with Cody. Because he would ALWAYS do something stupid to piss me off. I don’t get why. I’m so friendly to him… And no not that type of friendly… that’s gross. I was thinking about going to SD tonight, because I still need some steam to let out. And I think doing that well help this weird mood I’m in. but since I only have like ONE friend in Virginia, I might as well go hang out with her for a while like go get some coffee or something.

“Coffee?” I texted Ashley.

“Yes please! I need to get out my house lol.”

Thank god. Now I can go somewhere… I think I know the nearest Starbucks here.

~~~ At Starbucks ~~~

“SOO how’s life Jammy!” Ashley asked.

“Dysfunctional.” I sighed.

“Why? What’s going on?” She gasped.

“Nothing new, boy troubles as usual.” I rolled my eyes.

“Oh, with Bieksa and Crawford. I kinda figured.”

“You kinda figured? The fuck is you talking about?”

“Bieksa tweeted saying that he’s having an odd formation in games or whatever.” Ashley explained.

“What?”

“I don’t know he’s complaining. That’s all I know.” Ashley shrugged.

“What about Crawford?” I asked.

“He doesn’t have a twitter.” Ashley laughed.

“Oh yeah that’s right… should I call him?”

“I can’t believe you’re asking me that question.” Ashley shook her head.

“Hey! I came to you for advice; you’re not helping me very well!” I glared.

“I don’t know. Alright you know what, just call him and put it on speaker.” Ashley said.

I took out my phone and called him. I hope he answers. Like I really hope he does. The Hawks has a game against the Wings in a couple hours; early games… in my opinion are dreadful. Like it’s too early for those. I called like 2 times and he didn’t answer. I swear to god if he’s avoiding me I will be pissed. Or maybe I should take Tracy’s and not talk to him. But I just wanna call someone else on the team to make sure everything is okay… you know, I’m a very concerned person okay?

“Yo.” Emery answered.

“Hey Ray its Jamila. Is Crawford there?”

“Oh look my shawty. And he is, but he’s not in a talkative mood since yesterday.”

“Why? What happened?”

“Someone from the Canucks told him not to talk to you anymore or something like that.”

Then Ashley made a huge gasp “Kevin!” I just nodded my head in shame.

“Dammit I feel awful!”

“Don’t. I mean to be honest; it’s that Canucks players fault.”

“I bet it was… look I’ll call you after the game alright?”

“Yeah, take care of yourself.” Then Ray hung up.

“What the fuck?!” I mumbled.

“Look Jammers, it’s not your fault. I don’t know why your boyfriend would do that.” Ashley shrugged.

“Ash, I told him everything I did! That’s why we aren’t together anymore!” I groaned.

“What are you gonna do about it?” Ashley asked.

“I don’t know! I’ll call someone, but I don’t have anyone.” I rolled my eyes.

“You have me!” She smiled.

“Not when I leave I won’t. I’m gonna die alone.” I groaned.

“Now why the hell are you gonna say that?” Ashley raised her eyebrow.

“Because it’s true.”

“No it’s not.” Ashley shook her head.

“How do you know?” I cocked my head.

“Look at your finger.” Ashley said.

She was talking about the promise ring on my finger.

“Did he ask for that back?”

“No.”

“Do you think he forgot about it?”

“Maybe.”

“See you’re assuming this too much. Do you think he forgot about it?”

“I guess not.”

“Then stop saying you’re gonna die alone. He still loves you, but you can’t even realize that. If you keep doing what you’re doing, he’s not gonna love you like how he used to. Just remember that. But since you’re single now, don’t worry about anything.” 

Maybe she’s right, I’m single now, and I shouldn’t be worrying about anything. I really shouldn’t. So I guess, that’s it, until like Kevin decides to do something about it.

“I guess, I’ll make him wait.” I sighed.

“Bitch, say that with confidence.” Ashley glared.

“I’ll make him wait.” I said, rolling my eyes afterwards.

“That’s better, you really didn't need the eye rolling, but that was better.” Ashley laughed.

“You’re such an asshole.” I shook my head taking my phone out.

“What are you doing?” Ashley asked.

“Tweeting.” I said.

“That’s a damn shame.” Ashley shook her head.

“I’m sorry. But at least no one knows Kevin and I are dating well…. You know what I mean. But at least no one knows. Because if they did, all these day fan girls will be all up in my mentions.” I rolled my eyes.

“Like how the press somehow got to Justin and Kat’s relationship?”

“Yeah pretty much. That’s why I don’t tweet on a daily bases!” I laughed.

“Taylor does.” Ashley mumbled.

“Why?” I sighed.

“Because she talks about this girl who’s a dick rider.” Ashley laughed.

“Oh you mean?” Then Ashley nodded her head “I think Sarah knows about that.”

“Who doesn’t?” Ashley smirked.

“A lot of people.” I said.

See this feels really good, hanging out with my best friend with no interruptions is what I need right now. I might, it depends though, and I might go to see Crawford when I go back to Chicago. Like you know if he’s in a good state to do so. I hope he is. Right as we were finishing our coffees, Kristen walked in and didn’t notice us till like… 5 minutes later when she was waiting on her drink to be finished. That’s a damn shame; we were like right by the door…

“Oh hey guys!” Kristen smiled big.

“Why the fuck are you smiling like that? You know I hate when people do that…” I glared.

“She’s glowing…” Ashley gasped.

“Someone just had sex.” I laughed.

“No! I just gave money to a homeless person! I feel like I just helped someone.” Kristen smiled… again.

“How much did you give him?” I asked.

“A penny.” Kristen said.

“Yeah, that penny will define his future.” I rolled my eyes.

“That’s all I had on me!”

“Yeah… and you just paid 5 dollars on a frap. You’re full of shit…” I shook my head.

“Be nice.” Ashley said hitting my arm.

“Ow… I was just joking! Gosh!” I glared.

“Anyway! Are you leaving now?” Kristen asked.

“Yeah, I want to hit the gym.” I said.

“Again?” She cocked her head.

“Yeah, I still have frustration left in me.” I shrugged.

“Why can’t you take it out on Heather?” Ashley asked.

“You know… you remind me of Taylor.” I glared.

“Why?” Ashley laughed.

“Because she told me that like two days ago right after my promo with her.”

“Damn, that tells you she wasn’t watching.” Kristen thought.

“Yeah because she was at a Kings game.” I said.

“That is a shame! She’s supposed to be here!” Kristen said.

“She’s not schedule to come back till April.”

“Uh oh, hell will freeze over when she comes back.” Ashley laughed.

“You’re telling me! She’s freaking mean to everyone in the locker room.” Kristen pouted.

“That’s Taylor for you.” I shrugged.

“Alright let’s go if you want to get the gym before everyone takes your punching bag.” Kristen said.

“You have your own punching bag?” Ashley gasped.

“Yes. And people think just because I left they think they can use it.” I rolled my eyes getting up “I’ll call you later.” I said to Ashley.

“Alright have fun!” She said.

“I’ll try too,” I sighed. “Oh! Before I forget, here you go.”

“What is this for?” Ashley asked.

“Ticket to TLC. You’re welcome.” I smiled.

“Thank you! Wait… no backstage passes?”

“No.” I laughed, leaving with Kristen.

I hope she knows how to drive. Because I haven’t driven with Kristen, like… never and I’m scared for my life right now. But since she got to the Starbucks SAFELY, I think I’ll be okay… for now. Oh fuck it, I’m just scared okay?

~~~ At the Arena ~~~

Shockingly we made it here safely. But I think the only reason why she kept slowing down is because we were near cops and what not. So I thank the Cops for having my back. Kristen is one crazy fuck when it comes to driving. That’s about it.

“Hey Kristen, do you want to come to the gym with me?” I asked.

“Sure I guess I have nothing better to do.” She laughed.

“Are you sure? Oh yeah, that’s true. Punk isn’t here.” I nodded.

“Yeah, but I know someone who is.” Kristen mumbled.

“Who?” I asked.

“Heather.” Kristen said.

“Oh I really don’t care about her.” I shrugged.

“May I ask, what the hell happened between you two?”

“To make a long story short; she came to Chicago because she was ‘lonely’ because Tom or Tim whatever the hell his name is, he broke up with her, she was looking for us, Me Kat and Sarah, we weren't there, so she went after Kevin I guess, and she kissed him, I beat the shit out of her and that’s it.” I explained.

“Damn. That’s a lot of events… when did this happen?” Kristen asked.

“That night you took us out to the club.” I replied.

“Oh yeah! Now I remember, I think I missed like half of that, because when I was coming up, all I heard was screaming and that was it.” Kristen said, setting up the treadmill.

“Yeah like, I don’t get why she did it. I never did anything to her, she just made my whole relationship with Kevin even worse.” I sighed.

“You’ll get through it. I promise you. Just don’t do anything stupid for now.” Kristen suggested.

“I’m single though.” I said.

“I don’t care. Just remember you still have a ring on.” Kristen said putting in her music and running.

Everyone keeps saying that. I’m not going to do anything stupid. Gosh! It’s like I’m the trouble maker in everything. What the fuck.

~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~

“Dustin!”

I was so fucking paranoid it wasn’t even funny. I just want to punch her face into a wall. I just want too so bad! Her fucking face and text messages are getting on my fucking nerves.

“What?” Dustin said running out the bathroom.

“Where the fuck are my shoes!” I shouted.

“Why the hell are you cursing? You have kids downstairs.” Dustin glared, point to where my shoes were.

“Did those kids pop out my vaginal area!? No? OKAY THEY AREN’T MINES! So I don’t give two fucks about them!”

“What the hell is your problem??” Dustin asked, trying to calm me down.

“Read it and weep!” I said opening up my laptop.

“….Oh.” Dustin sighed.

“Who the fuck puts ‘Thug Life’ in their bio?! I just want to fuck bang her face into a wall! Pretending to be a thug is NOT cool!” I yelled.

“Hey, why are you yelling?” Rachel asked running upstairs.

“Nothing. I’m fine.” I rolled my eyes going into the bathroom.

“Why is she yelling?” Rachel asked.

“Because some chick on twitter put ‘Thug Life’ in her bio, and I guess that’s disrespectful…? I don’t know.” Dustin shrugged.

“YES IT IS!” I shouted from the bathroom.

“Why don’t you just forget about? I just put Trevor to sleep.” Rachel glared.

“I don’t care!” I shouted.

“TAYLOR FAITH!” Rachel shouted.

“Alright, I’ll stop. But the next time I see her, I’ma fuck her up.” I rolled my eyes.

“I feel so sorry for you.” Rachel said to Dustin.

“So does the team Rachel…. So does the team.” Dustin sighed.

“DUSTIN!” I yelled.

“I’m coming. I’m coming.” Dustin said.

“Good luck you too.” Rachel waved.

Dustin and I finally agreed to go to the 25^th annual Lawrence hockey game. I really don’t see the big deal. I mean like… my dad cheats EVERY year. Basically, what we do, my mom’s team wears Toronto jerseys, and my dad’s team wears Montreal jerseys. It’s like an Original Six game, but like… it’s just two teams. We wanted to do Bruins and Montreal, but like NO ONE in the family would tolerate that type of jersey in the house. So yeah, I really don’t blame them.

~~~ My POV ~~~

“Are you sure this is going to work?” Justin asked me.

“Yes… it’s going to work… Kat is always weak when it comes to you. And she will say yes to anything.” I said.

“If I ask her for sex will she give it to me?!” Justin gasped.

“No you dirty little hamster.” I rolled my eyes.

“Damn…” Justin sighed.

“You’re fucking nasty I hope you know that.” I shook my head.

“I’m sorry.” Justin pouted.

“Just sign the damn card.” I glared.

It was a congratulations card For Kat and Boner Boy. I really don’t understand why she’s with him… all the questions running through my mind right now.

“Okay what comes next?” He asked.

“I’m in charge of the guest list, SO! You’re practically number like… 4 on the list.” I said.

“Why number 4?”

“Because, Me, Sarah and Kristen are always numbers 1-3. You ain’t that special South Africa.” I cocked my head.

“Yes I am.” Justin thought.

“No, trust me, you’re not.” I rolled my eyes getting up.

“Where are you going?”

“I gotta make a phone call. Just do something with the card and give it to me right as I’m leaving my match. Because right after it, I’m going to hotel.” I explained.

“Uh, alright then. I’ll try too.” He said.

“Alright! Thanks.” I said then leaving.

~~~ Blackhawks Locker room Corey’s POV ~~~

“COREY!” Kat shouted said coming over to me.

“Yes.” I said, taking my pads off.

“You seem really upset.” Kat nodded her head.

“We just lost to Detroit… of course I’m upset.” I mumbled.

“No… that’s not it.” Kat smirked.

“What do you want?”

“You want to be with Jamila don’t you?” Kat smiled.

“No.” I lied.

“Are you sure? I mean because, she’s single and all…”

“Jamila’s single? Since when?” I gasped.

“Since like Christmas I think. Where have you been?” Kat shook her head.

“Here… Wait Kevin said to stop bothering her.”

“And you listened to him because….?”

“Because I know he might do something stupid! Uh, Ray! Did you talk to Jamila today?” I asked him.

“Yes I did.” Ray said.

“What did she say?”

“That if you were here and I said that he is, but he just doesn’t want to talk to you.” Ray explained.

“Dammit! When does she come back to Chicago?” I asked Kat.

“Monday morning.” Kat replied.

“That’s enough time. Isn’t her birthday next week Thursday?”

“Yes, we are going to Brooklyn for her birthday. She likes being at home for her birthday.” Kat said.

“Can you take me?”

“I don’t know… she’s gonna hate me for it…” Kat mumbled.

“Doesn’t she hate you already?!” I glared.

“No she does not you assclown! And I will ask Sarah… she’s in charge for the travel arrangements.” Kat said.

“No I’m not.” Sarah shouted.

“Then who’s doing travel arrangements?!” Kat gasped.

“Taylor.” Sarah said.

“But no one talks to her.” Kat said.

“I did like, 25 minutes ago when she was flipping out over something.” Sarah shrugged.

“Wait, so, I thought it was gonna be at Jamaica?” I asked.

“She said that she doesn’t want to be near her mother. WHICH I must add, I’m gonna be inviting her mother to her party.” Kat smirked.

“This is bad…” Sarah mumbled.

“What?! She needs to at least get along with her mom. You see, Jammy’s mom adores me, so I just tell her we are throwing a surprise party for Jamila then her mom will come! I mean… why would you not go to your own daughter’s birthday?” Kat laughed.

“Well, we gotta do something; I really need to talk to her. ASAP.” I said.

~~~ My POV Middle of SD tapings ~~~

“Are you ready?” Jenny asked me.

“Yeah… why wouldn’t I be?” I laughed.

“Because you seemed pretty upset this morning.” Jenny said.

“I’m fine now; I talked to Ashley and Kristen earlier.” I sighed.

“So… does that mean you’re in a better mood now?!” Jenny smiled.

“Yes.” I laughed.

“Good! Now you can kick ass right?”

“No.”

“UGH! Why not?!”

“Because I’m not schedule to do any ass kicking for some reason. Teddy didn’t want me fighting tonight. Which I find very, VERY stupid…” I rolled my eyes.

“Well its Teddy…” Jenny mumbled.

“Yeah I know. I really wanted to kick some ass tonight but I guess I can’t! Ugh! But promise me one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“When we get those titles back, DON’T lose them. Okay?” I glared.

“Trust me, it won’t happen again. I promise.” Jenny laughed.

“Alright good! Now, let’s go, it’s our queue to go out there.”

It was commercial or the queue to go to commercial, I don’t know. But all I know that Jenny and I were cutting a promo with Eve and Heather. But Jenny and Eve are the ones having a singles match tonight. I was forced, yes FORCED to be put on commentary with Heather. I think Teddy Long wants his ass kicked. I don’t like being near her and I don’t like her appearance. It’s too much for me. I don’t like it. Nor do I approve of it. When the camera man singled to us that we were back from commercial, he told use to start. So I did.

“Hey guys!” I shouted.

“Now, as you all or some of you may have heard, Jay will be leaving at TLC. But that’s not why we are here, Jamila wanted to make a stop to those rumors that’s been going around Twitter for the past couple of days now.” Jenny said.

“Alright, so on Monday; how I said something about Wrestlemania, I am not going to be at Wrestlemania. So whoever started that is stupid. Now as of TLC, whoever said that I was gonna walk out on my own cousin, is really, really stupid! I only walked out on her once and that was last year but I ended up forgiving her. But guess what, I will never turn my back on family.” I explained.

“Speaking of TLC, we have a titles match against Heather and Eve,” The crowd started booing “Yeah I know, we don’t like them either. Anyway, those titles will be ours after that night. No o-”

But Jenny was rudely interrupted.

“You both are so annoying. Can you just retire so Jenny can get her ass whopped again like how she used too when you weren’t here?” Heather laughed.

“Wow Heather… no one found that funny.” I said.

“I did.” Heather laughed again.

“What do you want?!” Jenny shouted.

“I want you two to get the hell out MY ring and let me get to my celebration!” Heather said coming into the ring with Eve.

“What celebration?” Jenny thought.

“Oh you didn’t hear? Its Jamila’s going away party. But it’s more of an ‘I hope you leave and never come back’ party.” Heather smirked.

“How about I put you in a coma?” I suggested.

“Jamila, no one here likes you. I mean come on, when you left, backstage was peaceful.” Eve said, getting in my face.

This bitch… this bitch was in my bubble… I hate when bitches invade my personal space. I felt threaten you know? So I pushed her. Her ass went flying out the ring. But before things got worse, Fucking Teddy came out. Great.

“Whoa, whoa ladies! Stop this right now! Jamila, you aren’t scheduling to be fighting tonight. But Jenny you are, so are you Eve. Heather and Jamila, I want the both of you OUT the ring right now.” He demanded.

I’m being treated like a fucking criminal… what the hell? But I don’t care; I have a lot more things to say to Heather. When the bell rung to start Jenny and Eve’s match, I quickly went and sat down at the table. Next to Booker though. I hate Cole so that’s why I didn’t want to sit next to him.

“Well this is awkward…” Josh said.

“Yah damn skippy it’s awkward Josh. Jenny better be 100% on Sunday because if she isn’t, I’m blaming Mrs. Booty Pop and Mrs. Sleep Around, for Jenny not being well!” I glared right at Heather.

“OH! I sleep around? Okay Jamila… that’s not what Anthony told me.” Heather laughed.

“Yeah okay Heather, you probably slept with him too! Did you? I mean, Riley didn’t want you. He used mouthwash every time you both would kiss!” I snapped.

“You know what, ever since you became this big star and going all over the world, I’ve been here cheering on my fans and you let yours out to dry and cheer for Jenny!” Heather said.

“Oh please stop, you’re sounding like Cena now.” I rolled my eyes.

“I don’t care! At least I care about my fans!” Heather shouted.

“I bet you do Heather. I bet you do.” I shook my head.

“I bet Bieksa liked my cheery lip gloss too.” Heather giggled.

“That’s it!” I said taking off my headphones and running over to Heather and dragging her ass out the chair.

I’ve seriously had enough of her shit. This is like the second she’s brought up Kevin. I’m fucking done. I just kept kicking her and throwing her to the ground. Punch after punch after punch after punch, all the anger I have towards her, is finally coming out. This shows you, she’s not a true friend if she keeps mentioning my boyfriend every 5 fucking minutes. Like seriously, all the attention towards Jenny’s match was now on me. The refs told me to get off of her, but I told them no! So you know what I did next? I got a chair, smashed it on her back at least twice. I was not stopping. After this night, our friendship is over. Done, caput; she’s nothing to me. Now you know shit got serious when Jenny tells me to calm the hell down. And I did. Jenny forced me to go backstage because she doesn’t want me to get into any trouble. When I walked backstage, Justin was standing there with that card I told him to sign earlier. I just grabbed it from his hand, went into my locker room, grabbed my stuff, my cell phone and went on my bus. I was still fired up from beating the shit out of Heather. When I went on the bus, I checked my phone and saw 10 missed calls from Corey and like unread text messages. Since I was being driven to the airport, I might as well call him. He might cool me down.

“Hello?”

“Hey, you called?”

“Yeah! I wanted to say that I’m really sorry for not answering my phone.”

“Yeah I know it wasn’t your fault. Emery told me everything.”

“So you’re not mad at me?”

“No. well I was when you didn’t tell me what happened! I got over it when Emery explained it to me.”

“That’s great. Because I got you a birthday present.”

“What is it?!?!”

“It’s a birthday present smarty.”

“Ugh! I guess I have to wait till my birthday… I gotta go. I got like a million of people to text.”

“Alight, good night.”

“Night.” I said then hanged up the phone. Then checked my text messages.

“JAMMY! What the hell is your problem?!? I know what you’re doing! You’re trying to break me and Kane up! I just know it! Don’t try anything stupid!”

Yup… that was Kat. Hey, I wanted to break you and Kaner up ever since. So I don’t know why this is news to you missy.

I had another one from Sarah. Ah! I’m scared to see what the hell she sent me…

“Jamila!! DOOP! DOOP, DOOP, DOOP! Ha-ha remember that? I bet you don’t! Well I don’t care, but anyway, your birthday is next week right? Well, we should like really go to the Bahamas or like… Cuba! Like a hot area, I don’t like the cold. It’s too much for me. But yeah, come to Chicago safe! Okay? Okay))))).”

That’s Sarah for yah. Always using SOME Russian face. That’s a damn shame. But she crazy as hell. But I’m going to Brooklyn for my birthday! I need to be home with family. I miss everyone! Even Vickie. She’s like, my best friend. But for the rest of this ride, on my way to B-More, I better be ready and pumped. Because when TLC starts, I’m kicking ass. I’m not holding anything back.

The End!

How I love people........ Not

Oh wonderful… today is Monday. I’m actually somewhat excited. I get to see all of my old friends again, well some of my old friends. I really don’t talk to all of them, just some. Like only Jenny and Kristen and that’s about it. Oh and their asshole boyfriends too. Really don’t like them… I can tolerate Punk once in a while. I leave in like about 2 hours because I want to get there early because I really need to hit the gym. I haven’t exercise since…. Well I don’t know. I just really want to go to the gym. I got out of bed, alone because I guess Kevin left for LA. I hope Taylor straightens him out or something. That would be really nice. I went downstairs; Luke and Trevor were watching TV. I just sat down next to Trevor. I still don’t like Luke.

“Can we watch Looney Tunes?” I pouted.

“What the fuck for?” Luke gagged.

“Just change it. She’s not really in a good mood.” Trevor rolled his eyes.

“Well what happened to your balls?” Luke laughed.

“That’s not funny.” I glared.

“See this is why she likes me more. You’re a douche bag.” Trevor shook his head.

“Change the channel!” I shouted.

“Oh my fucking gosh.” Luke groaned changing the channel to Looney Tunes.

“Now go away.” I said.

“No!” Luke jumped.

“GO!” I glared. Then he left.

“When are you leaving?” Trevor asked.

“1pm.” I replied “Oh my god it’s so cold.”

“Here, take this.” He said giving me a blanket.

“Thanks. You know, you and Tracy are the only two in this family I can tolerate with.” I said.

“Because we’re the nice ones.” Trevor laughed.

“You’re sweet too! You remind me of Piglet.” I smirked.

“I remind you of a pig?” Trevor thought.

“Yes. Just take the compliment. I hardly give those out.” I laughed.

Wow I am now in a good mood. Strange, but you know. That does take its toll nowadays.

“Come help me with these bags.” Kevin said opening up the door.

“Where did he go?” I asked.

“Grocery store.” Trevor replied.

“Oh! Goodies.” I smirked, going through the bags.

“You’re such a kid.” Luke rolled his eyes.

“And you’re such a dick but you don’t see me complaining.” I glared.

“What time are you leaving?” Trevor asked Kevin.

“Uh, around 3.” Kevin said.

I found nothing interesting in the bags… fuck. I will be starving before I leave. So I just went back upstairs. It was nice and warm upstairs anyway.

~~~ Kevin’s POV ~~~

“Did she… say anything? About me?” I asked.

“Nope,” Trevor shook his head. “She called me Piglet though.”

“That’s nice. Now seriously what did Jamila say?” I asked again.

“Nothing! All she did was watched Looney Tunes, saw your face, then left.” Trevor laughed.

“Wonderful.” I rolled my eyes.

“Didn’t you two break up?! Why are you asking me these questions??” Trevor uttered.

“We didn’t break up, we just spilt. That’s about it. And I just want to give her this present…” I shrugged.

“If I were you, I’ll just save that present when you two decide to get back together. Officially.” Trevor suggested.

“Why do I you say that?” I cocked my head.

“I don’t know. Just a suggestion.” Trevor said.

“I got an idea.” I said grabbing the phone.

“Don’t do anything stupid.” Trevor said.

“Too late.”

“Hello?” Corey answered.

“Listen rookie, I want you to STAY away from Jamila. Don’t call her, don’t text her, don’t do anything. I’m being dead serious.”

“Who the hell is this?”

“You know damn well who the hell this is. She told me everything, so that little sneaking around thing you’ve been doing, ends now.” Then I hanged up the phone.

“You must feel special.” Luke laughed.

“I do. But hey I gotta question. You’ve been married for like almost 2 years now, how do you know if your wife is pregnant?”

“Cravings, late naps, throwing up, hormones. All of those stuff. Why?” Luke thought.

“Uh, because I think Jamila’s pregnant…”

“No way in hell she’s pregnant.” Trevor gasped.

“You may never know.” I shrugged.

“No, YOU may never know. Because well… yeah.” Trevor said, quickly running upstairs.

~~~ My POV ~~~

“You’re crazy ass should defiantly meet me at the airport.” I said talking to Jenny on the phone.

“Cody will be there.”

“That’s perfect. I can yell at him. I miss yelling at him.”

“We got a problem!” Trevor gasped, running into the room.

“I’ll call you back,” I said to Jenny “What?! What happened?!”

“Kevin and Luke think you’re pregnant!” Trevor shouted.

“But I’m not…” I said raising my eyebrow.

“Well they, Kevin mostly, think you’re pregnant. Because you are having weird cravings, taking long naps, throwing up, and hormones.” Trevor explained.

“Well… I do have something called a Menstrual Cycle…” I laughed.

“That can be something too… EW! That’s way too much information.” He laughed.

“Hey, you asked.” I shrugged.

“But if you’re pregnant, I WILL BE the first person to know.” Trevor smiled.

“That’s not happening anytime soon. And plus, ever since Kevin and I’s sixth anniversary, he’s been… you know… off.” I mumbled.

“Off? Off what?”

“His game.”

“What?”

“The sex wasn’t that good! Gosh, you are so hardheaded.” I rolled my eyes.

“Oh... Oh EW. I don’t want to know about that.” Trevor gagged.

“Get out.” I laughed pointing to the door.

“No! I want to know more!” Trevor joked.

“Oh my god you are so weird.” I shook my head.

“I really don’t know about weird! But random, yes.” He laughed.

“Go away.” I smirked.

“Alright, alright I’m leaving.” Trevor said then left the room.

“Good choice.” I said getting up and closing the door.

I was in the guest room if you were wondering. You probably weren’t but yeah, leaving in an hour to go to the airport. I wanted to sleep but that would be a bad idea… it’s already 11 and I have to leave like around 12:30… wait no, well I don’t know! I hate telling time. I wanted to call Crawford, but I was having second thoughts because well, I don’t know why I was having second thoughts. My mind is NOT straight right now. I was still debating on that nap, but I just went to go take a shower. You know what sucks? I have to go in Kevin’s room to take it. I hope he’s not in there. What the hell am I doing? I’m making it sound like he’s a stranger or something. I’m just gonna suck it up and go in there. I mean, my clothes and shit aren’t in there but, I have to bring them. I like changing in the bathroom after showers. I know, I’m weird, get used to it.

~~~ Jenny’s POV ~~~

“Guys!!! Jamila’s coming back!!” I squealed.

“So?” Cody shrugged.

“Yeah anyway… she’s so mean to everyone…” Nikie rolled her eyes.

“Thank never stopped you guys from loving her!” I jumped.

“Jenny, you should stop with your happiness.” Cody laughed.

“Okay, I don’t want her to come back. She’s gonna fucking flip on me.” I pouted.

“Why?” Nikie asked.

“Because! If she finds out that I’m tag team partners with Layla, AND that I lost the titles, she’s gonna scream at me.” I said.

“But you’re older… why don’t you scream back?” Cody glared.

“Wow… I never thought about that… maybe I should. But I hate screaming at her. She gets all emotional and shit…” I gagged.

“Jamila? Emotional? Did you really just put those two words in the same sentence?!?” Nikie cocked her head.

“Yes, yes I did. Why? Is that not possible?” I asked.

“No.” Nikie and Cody said simultaneously.

“Whatever,” I rolled my eyes “What time is it?”

“Oh I don’t know. The clocks stopped working.” Cody shrugged.

“And you didn’t bother fixing them?!”

“No, no not really.” Cody said.

“You guys are assholes.” I rolled my eyes.

“Whoa there, I didn’t do anything.” Nikie laughed.

“Your appearance is making you an asshole.” I rolled my eyes again.

“You are so mean!” Nikie gasped.

“Thank you.” I smiled.

“How come when someone calls you or Jamila mean, you both say thank you?” Cody asked.

“Because we know we are both mean, so we take it as a compliment.”

“Interesting information.” Nikie laughed.

“It better be!” I smirked.

~~~ My POV ~~~

“Why do you have to go? You’re going to leave me here with these dummies.” Trevor whispered.

“It’ll be fine. You have my number right?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Go check.” I glared.

Trevor checked his phone “Yeah it’s in there.” He laughed.

“Good. No uh, can you help me bring these downstairs?” I asked.

“Sure.” Trevor smiled.

“Thank you!”

I had like about 5 bags because I like to travel with a lot of stuff. My cab is waiting outside and I started putting my bags in the truck. It was kinda awkward because I telling everyone bye and then there it was… Kevin, just standing there; this is gonna be weird.

“Um… well, good luck in your game tonight.” I said looking at the floor.

“Good luck in your match, or matches.” Kevin said.

“Yeah...” I mumbled and started walking away.

“Wait, um. Can you do me a favor?” He asked.

“What?”

“Never mind.” He said signing.

“Alright then… I’ll see you guys later.” I said.

This cab was really warm. I hope when I return I don’t have any beef with the other superstars. I know, I’ll have beef with Nattie and Heather, it’s not an option. I don’t like them. At all. I just don’t. Well, Virginia, and Baltimore, here I come. Then BACK to Chicago. Damn, I’m, gonna be traveling a lot.

~~~ A couple hours later ~~~

“God, I hate planes.” I groaned, sitting down on the waiting chairs.

Jenny better be here. I told her to get here 1 hour early. Well, she said that she’s bringing Cody so, I bet she is late. Cody likes to ‘freshen up’ before he goes places. He’s so stupid. Just throw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and get it over with. Gosh, he needs to grow up or something. Fucking douche bag.

“Jay!” Jenny shouted.

“Ahh! Jenny! I missed you! Oh I see you didn’t bring Blemish boy.” I smirked.

“I did, he’s in the car. How was life in both Canada and Chicago?!” She gasped.

“Good! A lot of drama and hitting, but it was good.” I said.

“Great! I really don’t care about the drama or hitting part, but I’m glad you had fun! Now, we should go before the other divas and superstars get there and take over the gym. I saw your tweet saying that you wanted to go to the gym.” Jenny laughed.

“I kinda figured everyone did. Because I got a whole bunch of ‘PLEASE FOLLOW ME!’ and I know half of those assholes aren’t even fans of mine.” I shrugged.

“I think they will be after tonight.” Jenny jumped.

“Ugh, tonight should be interesting.” I rolled my eyes.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t my enemy Jamila.” Cody glared.

“Boy.” I nodded my head.

“Oh, so my nickname is boy now? I thought you would come up with something interesting.” Cody smirked.

“I did. It’s Blemish Boy. Now, get out of my way, I want the front seat.”

“No! I was sitting there first!” Cody gasped.

“Bitch, you’re about to be sitting in a wheel chair if you won’t bring your ass to the back seat.” I glared.

“Are you really gonna let her talk to me like that?!” Cody said to Jenny.

“Hey, I can’t control her meanness. You guys need to hurry up and stop bickering so we can go.” Jenny shrugged.

“Fine! I’ll sit in the back… fucking bitch.” Cody rolled my eyes.

“You wanna say that a little bit louder Cody?” I laughed.

“No.” Cody slouched.

“No balls!” I laughed.

“Shut up!”

Oh how it felt so good yelling at Cody again. He’s still the biggest dummy on earth. But somehow he is still nice to me. Meh, I don’t get it. I really don’t. I’m really started to freak out a little bit. What if everyone hates me? Like I kinda left on a bad note. I was basically mean to everyone. Do I regret it? No. some of them deserved it! Like I know about 6 people who derived my rudeness is some way. I really don’t care. I just can’t wait to kick people’s asses when I get back!

“Hey Jenny, who do people the promos are for?” I asked.

“Mostly Jericho. Why are you returning too?!” Jenny gasped.

Wow, my cousin is stupid.

“Sure Jenny, I’m returning too.” I shook my head.

“I think it’s kinda obvious, there’s both boy AND girl so why not.” Cody thought.

“Are you returning first or last?” Jenny asked.

“First. The divas’ match is first anyway.” I shrugged.

“Yeah…” Jenny said looking away.

“Speaking of diva matches, where the hell are our titles?” I gasped.

“Um…. Heather and Eve have them…” Jenny mumbled.

“Oh are they holding on to them or something?” I asked.

“No…. they have them, like as in, their names are on them.” Jenny said.

“WHAT DID YOU DO!?!” I yelled.

“Nothing! Okay look, it was a RAW live event, so John said that it’s gonna be a title match for the tag team titles, I was so ready and pumped, Layla was knocked out and Heather basically did a roll up pin and that was it… I was like so out of energy by the end of the match.” She shrugged.

“You are so unbelievable! Ever since I left we had those titles! How can dumb and dumber get those titles?!? I want my titles back!” I glared.

“Why does it matter, you’re only here for like this week and next week and that’s it.” Cody uttered.

“I don’t care! When I leave, Jenny you are becoming partners with Nikie. That’s that. Don’t question it.” I demanded.

“What the hell?! You can’t tell me what to do!” Jenny gasped.

“I just did!” I glared back.

“Okay, you two are cousins; don’t get into a fight now. Especially since we are in a car.” Cody suggested.

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes.

“Fine.” Jenny mumbled.

“I still want my damn titles…” I whispered.

“Jamila!” Cody yelled.

“Okay, okay I’ll stop. Gosh.” I said shutting up.

Now that is one thing that I really miss doing. Arguing with Jenny. Good grief, our cousinship is so weird it’s unbelievable. I remember one time when we were watching football, it was Giants vs. Falcons. She kept saying that the Giants are gonna lose, but it ended up being Giants 24 to 2. I died laughing. It was just too funny. I mean come on… it’s the Falcons. Anyway! We were just 5 minutes away from the arena. I was literally getting goose bumps. I just can’t believe this is happening, my last two matches in the WWE. I remember starting like ages ago with Anthony. Those were some good times. I wonder if Anthony is still there… I haven’t talked to him since the day I came back from Vancouver. Wow, interesting observations that are going on in my head right now. I feel like Randy, all these damn voices. I should probably stop making faces when I talk to myself. Jenny keeps looking at me. I think those 5 minutes went by fast because we are already at the arena. The show starts in less than 3 hours. So I think that’s perfect timing for me to go to the gym and start punching the punching bags. Man I really want to punch something. I want to punch Cody but I know Jenny will get mad and start bitching at me.

“I’ll catch up with you guys later when the show starts.” I said putting my stuff in my locker room.

They actually still have my locker room. Unless someone is using it. Better not be Kristen. Her dumbass is ALWAYS in my locker room for something. Nosy. I quickly got my boxing gloves and headed to the gym. It was basically empty like no one has been in here for like the past ten billion years or whatever. I turned on my iPod and started punching. I don’t know why, but ‘Pumped Up Kicks’ puts me in a good mood.

~~~ 45 minutes later ~~~

“Hey, whoa there tiger.” Jericho laughed holding the punching bag.

“Oh hey Chris.” I smiled.

“Where have you been? I haven’t seen you in the locker room for the past 6 months.” He said.

“I was in Canada and Chicago.” I said.

“Nice, did you have fun?” Chris asked.

“In Chicago, yes. Canada, no. Me and Kevin kinda spilt.” I sighed.

“You mean that hockey player that was here once in the crowd?”

“Yes.”

“How can you two spilt?!”

“Things happened while I was there, people got mad, truths were told, yeah…” I shook my head.

“Well I hope you two will resolve things.” Chris said.

“Thanks.” I said then going back to punching my punching bag.

I really love punching my punching bag. It’s like a larger version of a stress ball. Why couldn’t anyone give me THIS for Christmas?! Speaking of Christmas, I still haven’t opened Kat and Sarah’s gifts… they’re probably coal anyway. I mean come on, how can I NOT get coal? I talk about Sarah’s humongous forehead, and Kat, well Kat is just out there in the open.

“OH MY GOD!”

All I heard was shouting and it scared me for a minute; I really didn’t care what the hell was going on. So I just went back to punching.

“BOO BOO!” Heather shouted from the door.

“Oh my fucking goodness.” I groaned.

“I MISSED YOU!!” She jumped.

“I don’t like you. Get away from me.” I rolled my eyes.

“You’re really still mad about the whole thing with Kevin?!” Heather pouted.

“No fucking shit Sherlock. Get the fuck outta my sight. I really don’t want to see your face around me, unless I’m kicking the shit out of you. Now leave me alone. Like RIGHT NOW.” I shouted.

“Whatever.” Heather shook her head and left.

“Fucking hardheaded.” I mumbled.

~~~ Kevin’s POV Canucks locker room~~~

“What the hell are you doing?” Kesler asked me.

“Looking at pictures. Why?” I uttered.

“Pictures of what exactly?” Kesler asked again.

“People…” I said.

Then Kesler took the pictures from my hand.

“Come on!” I yelled.

“Oh yeah, these are defiantly people.” Kesler laughed “If you didn’t want to lose her why did you two break up?”

“We didn’t, we just… we just took a break.” I shrugged.

“In other words, you two broke up. Listen, stop being a little bitch and get bring back your A game, if you want to beat the Kings tonight.” Kesler demanded.

“I don’t know… I can’t think right now.” I said.

“Give me your phone.” Kesler rolled his eyes.

“Why?” I asked.

“Give me your phone!”

“Alright…. Who are you calling?”

“Your mother.” Kesler replied.

“Hello?” It was Jamila.

“Yo, Jamila, can you cheer up Juice?”

“Um why? I’m about to leave for my match.”

“Give him some pep talk or something!”

“I can’t I have to go.”

“You’re so selfish.”

“No, I’m not, I’m busy and you called at the wrong time! Now goodbye!”

Then she hanged up the phone.

“Well damn, either she hates you, or she just doesn’t want to talk to you.” Kesler laughed.

“That’s not funny.”

“Lighten up a bit! Jeez.”

“No.”

“Ugh, you turned into Mr. Grump ever since you and Jamila started fighting. Why did you two start fighting anyway?” Kesler asked.

“Because she cheated on my, and lied to me. Twice.” I sighed.

“She’s a hoe?!” Kesler gasped.

“No you dumbass. You know what, I’m gonna go and talk to Manny. At least he’s nicer.” I glared.

“Good luck.” Kesler shrugged.

“Whatever.” I groaned.

~~~ My POV ~~~

“Ready?” The stage manger asked.

“I’ve been ready.” I smiled.

“Cue Jenny!” He yelled.

I was next to the curtain watching the TV. It was Eve, Heather, and Jenny in the ring. I hope I get a kickass introduction. Because if I don’t, I will hate everyone here till the day I leave. That is all.

“What is this BIG surprise you were trying to tell everyone? Are you leaving?! That would be AWEOMSE!” Eve said to Jenny.

“Well, to make this simple for you, she hates skanky bitches like you.” Jenny smiled.

“Now THAT is what I call an introduction!” I laughed at the TV.

“Hey uh, surprise can you come out please?” Jenny smirked.

“Well, that’s my cue.” I said.

“What song?” The music guy asked.

“Um, just to confuse them, play ‘The Ballad Of Mona Lisa’ I like that song.” I said.

“Alrighty.” He said.

I am so nervous. I haven’t been here in like 6 months. This is like, intense. By like the middle chorus part of the song, I started walking through the curtains. Before I made it fully around the corner, I took a deep breath, walked out and acknowledged the crowd. It was just wonderful. Cheers everywhere. Yup, Jammy appreciation night. Hell yeah bitches.

“Hello beauties! Did cha miss me?! I bet you did no need to answer that question.” I laughed.

“Her?! What the hell?!” Eve gagged.

“Oh ew, it’s you. I don’t like you. Miss. I-Think-I-Have-A-Booty, to be honest with you, I don’t really, really don’t like you. I mean come on! You’re like a dumber version of Kelly. Who the hell pops their ass during a match?! You technically only do that at clubs.” I said.

“Wow Jammy, you think you’re so cool.” Heather shook her head.

“I AM ACTAULLY! Don’t call me Jammy. You wanna know why I think I’m so cool? Let me tell you why, I’m real, you’re fake. No, don’t interrupt me. You’ve changed. A LOT. I really hope one day, someone will kick the life outta you so you can open up your damn eyes and realize EVERYTHING doesn’t revolve around you. Okay sweetheart? Alright. Ref, ring the bell.” I said dropping the microphone.

Oh how that felt so good saying. I miss it here. It’s gonna be the most hardest 2 weeks ever. UGH! Whatever, I’m just ready to just kick some ass. I started off with Eve. She started talking shit in the ring. I got so annoyed, I speared her. Hey, not my fault, she’s just rather annoying. After like at least 3 minutes within the match, Eve decided to tag in Heather. Great. This should be wonderful. I’ve fought Heather in the past, so this should be a piece of cake. But I thought wrong; she quickly put me in a submission move. Like what the fuck?! This is the SAME EXACT submission move Taylor did on Heather… wow. I was like struggling. It was tap, reach the rope, or counter. I was literally in the middle of the ring. Ugh! And the pain in my knee is coming back. She’s fucking tearing my knee.

“Do you want to quit??” The ref kept shouting at me.

“No! Shut the hell up!” I shouted back.

“Give up Jamila! You know you want to!” Heather shouted.

“No!”

“Oh by the way Bieksa was an awesome kisser.” Heather smirked.

Yeah, I snapped. I fucking snapped, I finally got the upper hand and started throwing lefts and rights. Which really pissed me off was when she started making kissy noises. Bitch, we are not in a fucking Cartoon. I got so pissed; I ended up grabbing a chair from under the ring. But the ref kept yelling at me to put it down. Till Jenny got in the ring and started distracting the ref. See I knew she was smart. So you know what I did, I took the top of the chair and hit her in the stomach. Must I mention I was outside the ring this whole time? But you know what else I did? I slide inside the ring with the chair, put the chair next to Heather and I just curled up rolling in the ring. That got the refs attention. He kept looking at me, the chair, and then Heather and kept repeating. He rang the bell and that was it.

“I DIDN’T TOUCH HER!” Heather shouted to the ref.

“Does it matter? He caught you.” I smirked.

“You evil conniving bitch!” Heather shouted.

“Tell me something I don’t know.” I laughed “Come on Jenny.”

“No!” Heather said pulling my arm.

I just looked at her, nodded her head, and grabbed a mic.

“Well since you can’t keep your hands off me. Jenny, are you thinking what I’m thinking?” I cocked my head.

“TLC?” Jenny smirked.

“Yes! But instead of a Ladder match, it’ll be…” I took a quick glimpse at the chair “It will be a chairs match. Because well, I just LOVE using weapons.” I laughed, and then left the ring.

But I thought of something else, “Oh yeah, I don’t think John told you, but since you both LOST, at TLC, those titles are on the line. Bye.” I winked.

“Wow! You think just because you came back, you automatically run the place?!” Eve shouted.

“Uh, yeah. Where the hell have you been?” I laughed shaking my head.

“You’re on!” Heather said accepting the match.

“Great! Now go on and booty pop Miz or something.” Jenny suggested. I just started laughing.

Once we started heading backstage, it was really awkward, because some of the divas started giving me dirty looks. What the fuck?! I don’t even think I had a match with like at least…. 4 of them.

“The fuck are y’all looking at? You guys staring problems?!” I cocked my head.

“Don’t start. Come on.” Jenny whispered.

“Wait, whoa, where do you think you two are going?” Beth said coming from behind Alicia.

“Oh god.” I rolled my eyes.

“Missed me?” Beth smirked.

“No, I really didn’t. I don’t like you, you should really move away from me.” I said.

“What makes you think you’re going to TLC in one piece?” Nattie said.

“Oh god! Your sidekick is here.” I laughed.

“I’m serious! I will beat the shit out of you! AGAIN!” Nattie glared.

“Why? You’re just wasting your time doing that. Like what you’re doing now.” I said moving them out my way and bringing Jenny.

“This isn’t over!” Beth shouted.

“I didn’t know it started!” I shouted back.

“Nice comeback Jay.” Jenny shook her head.

“Shut up.” I glared, walking into my locker room.

It really wasn’t a pleasant sight to see…. It was Punk, Kristen and yep… Anthony.

“Who’s that for?” I asked Kristen, pointing to the Slammy Award.

“Oh this is mine!” Kristen smiled.

“Did she rub it in yet?” I asked.

“Shockingly… no.” Punk laughed.

“That’s good! She won’t be running down the halls cheering her ass off.” Jenny shrugged.

“Since you mentioned-”

“NO!” We all shouted.

“Ugh fine.” Kristen groaned sitting back down.

“Hello!” I said sitting next to Anthony.

“You’re being nice to me…. Jenny she is being nice to me.” Anthony gasped.

“I’m not nice. Don’t say that. It’s an insult to me. I’m being friendly.” I smiled.

“Doesn’t it mean the same thing?” Kristen asked.

“Not in my dictionary it doesn’t.” I said.

“Well you have one fucked up dictionary.” Punk mumbled.

“You’re about to have a fucked up face if you keep talking.” I glared.

“Yup, same old Jamila.” Anthony laughed.

“I know.” I said, patting myself on the shoulder.

“You are so weird. I’m leaving this room.” Jenny rolled her eyes.

“Wait for me! I don’t want to stay in here.” Kristen said getting up.

“You’re staying?” I asked Punk.

“Are you two gonna be talking about your feelings?” He asked.

“Maybe.” I said.

“I’m leaving.” Punk said, and then left.

“Can you switch to the Kings game?” I asked.

“Why?” Anthony cocked his head.

“Because I need to see something…” I mumbled.

“See wh-”

“SWITCH IT!”

“Alright, alright. Damn calm down,” Anthony said switching the channel to the Kings game “Why do you want to watch this?”

When I looked at the score, it was Kings-4, and Canucks-1, the commentators said that, the only goal that was made was Kevin’s. And it was only 45 seconds left. Now I regret not talking to him… well, he made a goal, that should have lighten things up a bit… but unfortunately… it didn’t. Time has run out and the Kings are celebrating. Till the weirdest thing happened…

“What the hell is Taylor doing?” I laughed.

“Obviously, she is leaving the locker room and standing by the bench.” Anthony said.

“Thank you, Captain Obvious.” I rolled my eyes.

“You’re welcome.” He smirked.

“Shut up!” I laughed.

“Hey, now. Anger.” Anthony said.

“I’m sorry…” I mumbled.

“What’s going on?” Anthony cocked his head.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“You are having problems in your love life. I know it; you used to give me the SAME exact look when you were mad at me.”

“I have a look?”

“Yes you do.” He nodded.

“Ugh, okay well, it’s been 6 months since Kevin and I have been together, and ever since we all went home for Summerslam, I started developing,” I took a deep breath “I started developing feelings for Corey.”

“Corey…?”

“Blackhawks goalie.” I said.

“Oh, I see, I see. Okay well, what does your heart say?” Anthony thought.

“Do not try to bring that ‘what does your heart say’ shit. It never works.” I rolled my eyes.

“Why?” He asked.

“Because the last time I did that, I went with Sharp and not you.” I said.

“Oh yeah… him….” Anthony growled.

“Yeah. And I’m sorry… for bringing it up…” I mumbled.

“It’s fine.” Anthony shrugged.

“Uh, I should go, I have someone to talk to. Thanks for the talk.” I smiled.

“You’re very welcome.” He said.

Then I left the room. And quickly went to Justin’s room. I forgot where the hell this kid’s lock room is… there is too much locker rooms.

“Gabriel’s locker room?” I asked Heath.

“Down the hall.” He said.

“Thank you!” I said and quickly running to his room. “JUSTIN!” I banged on the door.

“What?!” Justin glared.

“Can I come in?! It’s urgent.” I said impatiently.

“What?” He sighed letting me in.

“Oaky, remember your ex?” I started.

“Uh, Kelly?” Justin thought.

“Your RECENT ex…” I glared.

“Oh, Kat. What about her?” He asked.

“Do you know her boyfriend?” I asked.

“The guy who can’t grow a beard so, he grows a mullet? Yeah I know him. What about him?”

“He engaged to Kat.” I said.

“HE DID WHAT?!” Justin gasped.

“Whoa, calm down South Africa. I have my ways of stopping it.” I smirked.

“How the hell can you stop your best friend’s wedding…?” Justin cocked his head.

“Well, a few shots of Tequila, get him to meet a hot blonde, he ends up sleeping with her, Kat finds out, and BOOM, Kat kicks him out, you come in to be her knight and shiny armor and you two date again!” I explained.

“You sure as hell got this planned out now don’t you?” Justin laughed.

“Trust me; ever since they started fighting, I’ve always had this planned out. I gotta go, I gotta make my speech.” I groaned.

“Speech about what?” Justin stopped me.

“About TLC being my final match and whatnot.” I said.

“Oh okay, have fun with that.” Justin said.

“I will!” then I left the room.

I was supposed to be ready at the curtains, 15 minutes ago. But lazy ol’ me, I forgot. I must be getting old or something. I really don’t know. But anyway, the commercial about the Royal Rumble is currently playing. Ugh, I’m gonna miss the Royal Rumble… wonderful. But I wanna go to Wrestlemania. That is a MUST!

“Ready?” The stage manger asked.

“Yes.” I said taking a deep breath.

“Go!” He exclaimed.

I love Virginia; they always know how to cheer superstars up. I see my girl Ashley in the crowd. But who gave her front row?! I sure as hell didn’t, she ain’t that special. I grabbed the microphone and entered the ring.

“Hey guys! I hope you are enjoying your night. But I’m afraid I have some bad news,” I sighed. “Remember when Punk made his announcement about how he’s gonna be truthful with you guys and whatnot? Well, I decided to do that same thing. At TLC, I will be leaving.”

Then the crowd started booing.

“I know, I don’t like it either, but my contract is going to be up. But I promise you, I will be at Smackdown kicking divas’ butts. That’s a promise. But when I leave, can you all do me a favor?”

“What??!?” The crowd shouted.

“When I leave, make sure Jenny doesn’t get in trouble. Mostly with Heather and Eve. But I hope she does permanent damage to them both. Just remember, Road to Wrestlemania is JUST around the corner. Big things are coming up, so this is my last night on RAW and I will miss every single one of your guys. Well maybe not all… because I know some of y’all who cheer for Jenny, more than me… So that is it. Enjoy the rest of the night!” I waved to everyone and got out the ring.

But I ran over to Ashley and gave her a hug and told her thanks for coming and whatnot. And ran back to my locker room. This was a good night. A really good night.

~~~ Kat’s POV ~~~

“Sarah! Come on! It’s about to start!” Kane shouted, getting the popcorn.

We were all getting ready to watch Paranormal Activity 3, but fucking Sarah is taking a long ass time to get her Russian ass downstairs.

“Sarah! Get your ass down here!” I shouted.

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” Sarah said, coming downstairs.

“What the fuck took you so long?!” I glared.

“Oh I was Skyping with Jammy for like 10 minutes. She told me to wait because she had some announcement to make. I don’t know though.” Sarah shrugged.

“You couldn’t Skype with her when we were done the movie?!” Kris glared

“No. and plus, this was urgent. I was asking her what outfit I should wear for tomorrow.” Sarah said.

“What’s tomorrow?” I asked.

“We are going to dinner. Our 5^th alone date.” Kris said.

“Well someone has kept track.” Kane laughed.

“Who doesn’t?” Kris thought.

“People.” I shook my head.

“Well how come people always say, ‘I can’t wait till the 3^rd date!’ or shit like that.” Kris uttered.

“That doesn’t matter! Start the movie.” Kane said.

~~~ After the movie ~~~

“I. am fucking. Scarred. For life.” Kris said slowly.

“That movie was awesome!” I jumped.

“No it wasn’t! That shit scared the fuck outta me!” Kane gasped.

“Well maybe it scared you, but it sure as hell didn’t scare me.” I laughed.

“I bet it didn’t Kat… I bet it didn’t.” Sarah said shivering under the covers.

“Really? You guys are fucking wimps.” I rolled my eyes getting up.

Then I thought of something….

“BOO!” I shouted.

Everyone just jumped and screamed.

“That’s not funny!” Kane glared

“It was funny to me.” I laughed checking my phone.

Oh… well this is weird, I got a text from Justin… I thought I dumped him like ages ago? Why is he texting me out of the blue? But this message was like 2 hours ago. I read the text message.

“Hey! Congrats on the engagement. (:”

“How did you know I was engaged?”

I guess he’s still up, because he texted me back really fast.

“Oh Jamila told me. She wanted to me…. To you know, congratulate you…”

“Oh okay… thanks (:”

“Yup! ;)”

“Don’t try to flirt. -.-‘ ”

“I wasn’t… okay before this gets awkward; I’ll talk to you later.”

“Yeah… whatever.”

Ugh, fucking assclown…. He ruined my mood. I don’t appreciate it! No I really don’t! Fuck this.

“Kane come to bed.” I demanded.

“But I was-”

“NOW!” I shouted.

“Fucking bossy.” Kane mumbled.

“You two, no baby making on my couch okay? Okay.” I said then went upstairs.

“We weren’t planning on it!” Sarah shouted.

“Fucking idiots.” I rolled my eyes.

~~~ My POV ~~~

“Well at least you made a goal…”

I was on the phone with Kevin. I finally gave in and called him, it wasn’t that bad.

“Yeah, but we still lost. And Taylor kept rubbing it in. it was a home game for the Kings.”

“Trust me, she bragged about the Kings finally beating the Hawks. She tried to give me cookies, but I know she did something stupid. So I didn’t eat them.”

“Well you’re smart. How was your live event?”

“It was actually good. Some people were mad that I spilled the beans about leaving.”

“Are you coming back to Canada? Or staying in Chicago?”

“I might as well stay in Chicago. I need to be with my girls for a while.”

“That’s good. Good luck with everything.”

“Yeah, thanks Kevin.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Alrighty, I gotta go. Jenny is coming. Good night.”

“Good night. I lov-”

Then I hanged up the phone. I really didn’t want to hear the end of that.

“Hey Jay.” Jenny said walking into my room.

“Hey Jen, where’s Cody?” I asked.

“He’s with Randy and John. Who were you talking to on the phone?” Jenny uttered.

“Kevin.” I sighed.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, it’s fine. Can I sleep on the extra bad in your room? I really don’t want to be alone.” I pouted.

“Yeah, yeah sure.” Jenny nodded.

“Thanks.” I said.

It actually felt good staying with family. Well one person of my family. Because I really didn’t want to be alone tonight. As of right now, my life sucks. I was packing my stuff because I really didn’t want to pack it all in the morning and waste time. As I was packing, I saw Kevin’s sweatshirt that he gave me for Christmas. I put it on, and got into the bed. I saw the unopened presents that were from Sarah and Kat, and I finally decided to open them. I opened Kat’s first because it was in a small box. It was a friendship bracelet. I guess Sarah got one and Kat brought one for herself because mine had the #3 on it. Damn. So I opened Sarah’s present. It was rather heavy. When I opened it, it was a 6 picture, picture frame. It was all of the pictures we took. 5 pictures in Chicago and the last one, was a group photo with, Me, Sarah, Kristen, Kat, and Taylor when we were in Vancouver. But there was a little note on the back of the frame.

Jammy,

Hey girl! I hope you have a great time in Canada!! You should really visit. Like… a lot. If we don’t see you, Kat and I are hunting you down and bringing you back to Chicago ourselves! Well, that sounded kinda mean… but I don’t care. We are going to do that no matter what! Skyping everyday! I don’t care what mood you are in! Okay? I really hope you love this present! It took me forever to look for a frame. I was at Wal-Mart. They were having a Christmas discount or whatever. Okay well, I’m hungry and it’s 4 in the morning. I hope you have fun! We love you!

-Kat & Sarah (:

I can’t wait till all of this is over. I’m one trip back to Chicago. That’s final.

The End.