How Everything Changed (Book 4)

Chapter 48

*Jeff*

After that little stunt I pulled at the show, with me fighting PJ, and making it seem, to Ethan , that I was fighting with TNA against GFW, even though he specifically told me that it wasn't our fight...lets just say, Ethan wasn't happy about it.

"Are you kidding me right now?" Ethan said when we got into the taxi. "I told you that I didn't care what went on between GFW and TNA as long as I was still champion throughout it."

"If it makes you feel any better, I wasn't getting involved with this battle..."

"That's not what it looked like to me...."

I stared at him..."Are you seriously calling me a liar?"

Ethan stared out the windows as the rain poured down onto the moving vehicle. He seemed to be in deep thought from what I could tell. "Yea..." he said turning back to me with a clear expression on his face. "Yea, I guess I am!"

"Well...just to let you know, the reason I was fighting with PJ wasn't because of that rivalry with GFW, it was because I...got jealous," I said and Ethan had a confused look on his face to replace the shocked one.

"Jealous?" Ethan asked removing the sunglasses that I still don't know why he wore in the dark. "What you could make you jealous right now? You have all the advantages that I promised you as my personal assistant. Damn I mean, you're my personal assistant and I could give you the world if I wanted to. Let that sink in..."

"No!" I shouted, and the taxi driver looked back, as if to say, "Quiet down back there, trying to drive here."

"No, Ethan, you really don't get it, I have had everything I wanted in life, and slowly, slowly, those things either have been taken from me or I have screwed up. I lost my daughter because Beth has custody of her, Morgan semi-hates me/hates me I don't really know there, and my career had been dwindled to the point where I have to be the personal assistant to a dickhead like you. And no, I wont say that in front of the cameras because in front of those cameras, you have 100% control of what I do and say, but behind the scenes, I am a person, a person with feelings that have been torn from me the second I screwed up things with Morgan, and yes, through all of that, I still love her!"

Ethan looked at me after my tirade and just shook his head. I was staring at him, red in the face from where I had gotten angry. After a few minutes, Ethan chuckled and shook his head. "How many times do I have to tell you this, Jeffrey, she is a..."

"Don't you dare call her a slut!" I said getting angry again. "I already told you I wasn't going to let you call her a slut anymore. She is far from it, and if anything, I am a manwhore from where I had so many women in my life, Ryah, Taryn, Angelina, Vivian...none of those people even begin to compare to Morgan. Ryah raped me, and somehow I managed to forgive her of that, Taryn dresses like a 10 year old threw up on her, Angelina is now married to Davey, and Vivian basically used me. Morgan never did any of those things but love me. So no, she's not a slutty whore. I am the slutty whore." I leaned my head back in the seat and covered my face with my hands in frustration.

"Yea, sure, keep telling yourself that Jeffrey..." Ethan mumbled and I rolled my eyes and ignored him on the rest of the ride to the hotel.

*Time skip-Tuesday*

I woke up the next day and got myself ready for the day. Honestly, after that little fight with PJ last night, I was feeling a little sore. Can you tell that I am not ready to wrestle yet? It was honestly nothing a little shower couldn't fix. Still a little more to go in the recovery process though.

After my nice warm shower, I grabbed the first shirt out of my drawer and then I noticed it was one of my TNA shirts. Suddenly, I didn't feel like wearing it, because in that moment, I was picturing Morgan's upper half in it. Oh, shit. Stop it! I said squeezing my eyes shut and throwing my shirt back into drawer, grabbing a black shirt and throwing it over me. I then grabbed some gym shorts and threw those on. It wasn't like I was going anywhere other than a jog if my body felt up to it.

Grabbing a water bottle and my phone I started downstairs and popped my earphones in my ear. About halfway down the parking lot I saw Morgan heading down to her rented van, wearing an outfit that hugged her body real nice. I smiled as this would be a perfect opportunity to talk to her about last night. Running over to her, I touched her arm and she swung around quickly with an alarmed look on her face.

"Jesus Christ, Jeff! You scared the hell out of me!" she said pushing her hair out of her face.

"Sorry," I said holding her shoulders. "But listen, I need to talk to you about what went down at the preshow." Morgan all of a sudden looked like she didn't want to hear it.

"Jeff, just stop," she said moving my hands off of her shoulders. "I have to go pick up Avril and Alexis. I don't have time for this." She turned away from me and opened her door.

"Morgan--" I started, but she cut me off by lifting a finger.

"I really don't have time, Jeff," she said, shutting her door, and driving off, as if she was trying to get away from me quicker. I felt tears prick my eyes and I shook my head before turning around to see Ethan.

"I told you Jeffrey," Ethan said, moving closer to me. "Morgan doesn't love you, she isn't capable of love."

"Oh please," I said rolling my eyes. "You're just saying that because you treated her so badly when you two were in WWE."

"Maybe, Jeff," he said walking even closer to me until we were about nose to nose. "Or maybe you're just a screw-up like you said yesterday. I found out what PJ said to you yesterday and you know what? He's 100% right."

I slugged him and started beating on him before Tyrus showed up, picked me up and threw me into the nearest car. Pain shot through my back and a little through my leg as I stared up at Tyrus. I felt like I was suddenly screwed.

He started kicking me in the midsection, in my head, in my fucking leg. He kept doing that for about a few minutes, which felt like forever, until I heard a female scream my name and Tyrus ran off with Ethan close behind. I kept my eyes shut trying to hear if they were gone and that's when footsteps reappeared and I tensed up again. I felt a small feminine hand touch my arm and I looked up to see Velvet Sky standing there. In that moment I was confused because here I thought she was one of the females that hated me because of Morgan.

"Are you okay?"