I'm No Longer Your World. [M. Shadows] Prologue

“Hey Matt,” I said coolly as Gena, Val, Michelle and I piled around him.

“Uh… hey, ladies,” Matt said confused.

“What’s going on?” Brian asked. I lifted up my mask to see better. “Is Lynn okay?”

“We’re working on it, Bri. We need to talk to Matt. Privately,” I told him, along with the rest.

“Secret girl stuff,” Gena added.

“Oh, that’s nice,” Jimmy said. “Hey, Zoro, have fun with the secret club meeting.”

“Fuck off,” Matt told Jimmy as we basically dragged Matt to the kitchen.

“What’s going on Sanders? I’ve got Lynn locked in the bathroom with dirty cockroaches because of something you did to her. What the fuck is going on?” I demanded. I even added the touch of placing my hand on my hip. I felt so proud of myself. I deserve a cookie.

“What are you talking about? She already told you, I’m sure.”

“What’s your side?” Gena asked more calmly. What was this? Good cop, bad cop? Okay. I’m the bad cop. Spank me. Haha. I joke, I joke.

Matt shrugged and took a quick glance at Val.

“Just say it,” Val said kindly. She even added a smile. If I was Matt, I’d be freaking out right about now.

Matt looked down and fidgeted with his cape. Yeah… only real men wear capes. Psh. “I’m still in love with her. I don’t know why I ever left her. I’m a pathetic excuse for a man.”

“Damn straight,” I said.

“Why did you leave her?” Val asked calmly. Too calmly for my taste. I wanted some Triple H vs. The Rock action or something. I call to be Triple H…

“At the time, it was to be with you, Val,” he explained. “I… I guess I wasn’t ready for the commitment of being a father. It was something Lynn wanted so badly, I just couldn’t deny her something like that by telling her that I wasn’t ready. She sure as hell was. When I was with you, Val, it just made me forget all about that. God, I feel like such a horrible person.” He closed his eyes and tilted his head back against the refrigerator.

“You are,” Val and Michelle both said at the same time.

“I know,” Matt confessed.

“I was there to pick up the pieces,” Michelle said. “I’ve never seen her like that. Hell, you think she’s bad now, should’ve seen her the day she came over to Brian’s asking for a place to stay.”

“Don’t tell me about it, please,” Matt begged.

“No, Matt. You need to know about this.” Go Michelle! I relinquish the Triple H title over to you! “That woman spent nearly every night crying over you. Brian and I could hear her sobbing. It broke my heart because she’s like my sister. Just like Val is to me. You fuck with my sisters, you fuck with me. So I’ll tell you this. She has been trying her damndest to persuade herself that you aren’t worth the tears. That you aren’t worth it to cry over. But she’s just fooling herself because she knows deep down she can’t get over you. She’s proved that to all of us tonight.”

“Beat him up Michelle!” We turned and looked out the window. It was Jimmy who yelled it and when he saw us watching he ducked from view. Only he would say something like that. Hell, the only reason I bet Jimmy hasn’t beaten Matt’s ass for Lynn is because of the whole band thing. Jimmy would do anything for that girl, even if it meant being stuck as her best guy friend so she’d be happy with another. Which he has done.

“Let me finish, ‘Shell,” Val said. Oh… this was going to be interesting. “I’ve seen the way you look at her, Matt.” Val smiled and looked to the ground. “And there is no doubt in my mind you love her.” She looked back up to him. “But if you fucking hurt her one more time on purpose or accident, your ass is mine, you got that? Now take this bottle of vodka, and go talk to her.”

Note to self: Don’t piss off Valary DiBenedetto. She’s one freaky woman.

Finally. They’ve left me alone. Now I can think in peace. I paced around the small room before sitting on the closed toilet seat.

I really don’t know what to think about anything any more. All I want to do is go home and go to sleep… God, it took Laura and I forever to clean that place up. It took several washes just to get the curtains and bed sheets clean. Jesus. Whose idea was that? Freaky fucks.

Ugh… this bathroom is gross. Why did I choose to lock myself in here? Maybe it’s the fact that this is the only door in the whole place that will lock.

How could so many wrong things on such a good holiday go on? This should be like… illegal or something. For fucks sake, the only thing that should be played with on Halloween is toilet paper with someone’s house, not hearts.

But there’s only one thing I can do if I want to put an end to this feeling I have.

I just have to lose all contact with him. That’s just the bottom line.

“Lynn, we’ve got a present for you,” Gena cooed.

“What is it?” I mumbled.

“It’ll make you feel better. It’s a bottle of vodka,” Michelle said.

My face brightened and I stood up, walking to the door. “Did you guys re-” I stopped when I opened the door.

This wasn’t going to help me at all.

Matt stood there holding my bottle of vodka.

The girls were nowhere in sight.

Those fuckwads.
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