How Everything Changed (Book 4)

Chapter 57

*Jeff*

"Jeff!" Morgan said running towards me. "Are you okay?"

"Fucking dick..." I whispered heatedly. I looked back at Morgan. "Yea I'm fine, baby don't worry about me." I stood up slowly, and kept my eyes on Morgan. "Are you okay baby?"

"Yea, I'm fine, I'm not the one who got attacked," she said wrapping her arms around me. A sudden burst of pain shot through me and I sighed. It didn't go unnoticed by Morgan, who slowly unwrapped her arms from around me as so not to hurt me.

"Whelp, that's gonna hurt like a bitch tonight," I said, smirking and quickly kissing Morgan before we gathered the stuff back up and walked to the locker room. After all, Morgan did have to get ready for her match against Brooke.

During her match, the Dollhouse just had to interrupt her match and attack her. Brooke, being the selfish little bitch she was, ran backstage. I rolled my eyes. To think, they were supposed to be friends. Suddenly, the Beautiful People's music started and Madison and Velvet ran out to defend her. Madison got Jade in the corner, and Velvet got ahold of Taryn, which just left Morgan and Jade together. Rebel ran out and jumped her. Pretty soon, they were rolling around in the ring and Jade broke it up as the two stomped her on her. Oh, hell no!

I ran out as Rebel went to do her finisher, the FBG - Flying Booty Guillotine. I pulled Morgan out from the ring and she hopped down. Rebel saw me and started smirking at me, as if she were about to hit on me. I responded back by kissing her lightly on the cheek. As we parted, Rebel smiled at me, but I didn't return that smile. Instead, I responded by shoving her on that ass of hers.

Morgan smirked as I did the one thing that really haven't done since 2001. She didn't seem jealous, as I only did this to get her away from them.

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After the show, me, Morgan, and Matt started packing all of the things that EC3 embarrassed me with into a box. I grabbed a lighter and a torch--really it was a stick--and we went out back to where the rest of the wrestlers were waiting--save for EC3 and the rest of the heels.

Morgan had the fortunate opportunity of blowing the EC3 suit up first. With a wicked smile, she brought out some TNT and a match and strapped them onto the suit.

"BACK UP, BITCHES! IT'S TIME FOR SHIT TO BLOW!!!!" she screamed cackling and everyone, especially me, backed up. She grabbed the handle of the detonator that was attached to the TNT, and swung it down. Suddenly, we were all on our asses--some on our backs--and from next to me, I heard Morgan cackling like an idiot. All around us, people were dusting the black stuff off of them.

Velvet glared at me. "Okay, this is why we don't mix your wife and explosives," she said. Morgan gave her the bird playfully and smiled.

After everyone cleaned up, we set the rest of the stuff on fire--including EC3's merch and some of his and Tyrus' laundry--and left it there for EC3 and Tyrus to find.

*Time skip; Ryah*

After that little bonfire that we had, Ethan came storming in on Wednesday acting like we burned his stuff. Oh wait, that's exactly what we did. Serves you right for embarrassing Jeff like you did, ya little bitch!

"He's gonna pay I swear he is!" Ethan screamed with Tyrus following. It was clear to me that Ethan was out for Jeff and Morgan's heads, since they were the people behind it. Morgan was injured with a sprained wrist from where the DollHoes attacked her, so I don't think Ethan beating on her was really going to help any.

*Jeff*

Morgan was wrapping up her arm with gauze that the trainer had given her the day before for her sprained wrist. I knew once she got to 100%--or when she told me she was okay when really she wasn't--she was gonna kick their asses, and I knew she would.

What she was wearing to the ring was this red outfit that I guess was from Naurto, I didn't really know, I didn't ever watch the show. Not really into anime, I guess. I grabbed her hand and walked her to the curtain, and kissed her for good luck. She walked out and did her little ass shaking dance before walking down, slapping her fans hands along the way. She got in the ring, grabbed a mic and screamed into it.

"ALRIGHT! I AM NOT IN A GOOD MOOD!!" she screamed over the crowd, and they quieted down almost immediately. "And the reason that I'm not in a good mood, y'all may be wondering, 'Why, Morgan, you have a wrapped wrist.' Well, the reason for that is during my match with Brooke at one of the preshows over the weekend, the Dollhouse--excuse me--the DollHOES decided to pay a visit to me. If it wasn't for my great husband, Jeff, I would have been more injured than I already am, but thankfully I just walked out with a sprained wrist. But that really doesn't excuse them for what they did, does it?" The crowd screamed, "NO!" back at her, and she smirked in approval. "Y'all are smart aren't you?" The crowd once again cheered at her.

"Now! Since I am injured, and they were the ones that caused it, I guess that means little Mrs. Morgan Lynn Hardy should get her revenge. I can take the Dollhouse anytime, anyplace, so lets--"

Wham! As soon as Morgan turned around, she was met by a fist to the face from Rebel, and the rest of the Dollhouse suddenly surrounded her. Oh boy....

As soon as I got up to go help Morgan out, I was also met with a fist to the face and I couldn't see who it was because I was too busying passing out from the sudden pain it caused me.