How Everything Changed (Book 4)

Chapter 15

*Matt*

It was now Saturday and we hadn't seen Morgan and from what Paige had told me when we left the hotel, she saw Ethan kissing her and that made my blood boil. That pig had his hands on her again, and what was he hoping to gain from this? Morgan wasn't his, and Bully told me that he didn't go through with the stipulation. That's alright Ethan, I have a stipulation of my own in mind...and trust me, I don't think you'll be able to run and hide when I tell you. I'll just save that for Wednesday...

We were all told to go to the preshow and for once, it wasn't mandatory. Don't get me wrong I love hearing Morgan sing, but I was losing sleep thanks to these shows and Dixie insisted on EVERYONE being there. I'm just glad she gave us a break for this.

I read the card and it was Morgan, Spud and Mark Andrews (cool kid, met him a few times on the tour...ya know, when the Revolution wasn't trying to kill me?) vs. The Dirty Heels and Madison Rayne. I don't know how that ended up happening, but it did and lets just say that they kicked major tail. Tyrus stepped into the ring as Mandrews and Spud put Morgan down after their little celebration. Tyrus went to grab her as Morgan smacked his hand away and kicking him in the balls. She rolled out of the ring and walked up with Spud and Mandrews. As soon as they got backstage, they turned her over to me.

"You didn't tell me that Ethan Carter the Turd was after her!" Spud said. Morgan looked at him as she stood by me.

"Oh real mature Spud," she said jokingly. "Who calls another grown man a turd?"

"Someone who goes after my friend," he said placing a kiss on her hand. I cleared my throat as Spud looked sheepishly and Morgan chuckled.

"Okay," she said. "Matt don't go protective big bro on me now. Lets just grab Jeff and get out of here." She said, we then went back to my locker room to find out that Jeff was gone. Morgan started to look panicked, so I tried to calm her down. "Okay, maybe he went to go get some food for catering. Or maybe he needs fresh air. I'll try calling his cell."

I grabbed my phone, dialed Morgan's number, and waited for the ringing. After about 3 rings it went to Jeff's voicemail. Something was definitely going on. But I'm sure Jeff's fine. He probably went back to the motel and forgot to tell me before I left to go get Morgan. We went back to the motel and back to my room and there was no sign of Jeff there either. Morgan was starting to panic and I tried calling his cell again.  This time it went straight to voicemail and I was starting to panic. I decided to walk to every hotel room until I found Jeff. Well, every hotel room the wrestlers were staying in. One by one, every wrestler told me that they had seen Jeff walk in, but hadn't seen him since.

I was starting to worry...'Jeff where could you be?'