"You know, if Jalie came down we would both be fucked right?" Cody said in a whisper.

"But she won't." Carmen said reassuringly.

"I love you." Cody said, looking up at her.

"I love you too." She replied. "Even if you are a idiot sometimes."

"Sometimes?" Cody said with a little giggle.

"Okay, all the time." Carmen agreed, smiling.

"It's, like, six in the morning. Jalie and Seth will be up anytime to go for a run, right?" Cody said a little worried.

"So?" Carmen asked with a smirk.

"You're starting to pick up my attitude." Cody said, rubbing her leg slightly. "And if you pick up my attitude, you'll be doing crazy shit like me."

"I don't think so." She said, leaning down to kiss him. Cody smiled and turned on his side slightly. Carmen slowly slid down in front on him and pulled the near by blanket over the two of them. They both closed their eyes and Cody put his arm around Carmen. What seemed to be minutes were actually hours that had passed. Cody was awoke by the sound of the doorbell. He sat up quick, forgetting about his ribs and paid for hit with a sudden burst of pain. He fell back down on the couch as Carmen opened the door.

"Hello." She greeted.

"Who the fuck are you?" The woman demanded.

"Jalie's sister, bitch." Carmen shot back. "And if you keep that tone I'll down your scrawny ass."

Cody slowly pulled himself up, cracked his neck then walked to the door. His jaw dropped when he saw who she was talking to.

"What the fuck are you doing here, whore? Get the fuck out of here." Cody tried to scream, but the pain was overwhelming.

"Cody, I just want to talk to you." The woman replied.

"I don`t think so. You step one foot in this house and I swear to God that I will shoot you." Cody scowled.

Carmen looked at Cody in shock, wondering what this woman had done to make him go off like this.

"I didn't sign them." The woman said, interrupting Carmen's thoughts.

"You`re telling me you came all the way down here and didn`t even sign the fucking papers!?" Cody blurted out of frustration. "You bitch. Why do you think I gave them to you? Jesus, so that means I'm still..."

"Yes," the woman interrupted. "You're still my husband, Cody."

"Go fuck yourself." Cody replied, slamming the door in her face. Carmen looked at Cody with a questionable look. He walked into the living room and sat down on the couch as Carmen walked in and sat beside him. "That was Melory." Cody admitted, telling her what she had already figured out.

"I thought you two got a divorce?" Carmen asked.

"I gave her the papers, she obviously hasn't signed them yet." Cody shook his head. "I knew I couldn't trust that bitch."

"But she will sign them, won't she?" Carmen asked, a little worried.

"I don't think so." Cody reluctantly said.

"So you're stuck with her?" Carmen retorted.

"Unless I can force her to sign them, yes." Cody said with a sigh. Carmen leaned back and Cody put his arm around her.

"How did all of this start anyway?" Carmen inquired.

"You don't want to here the story. It's stupid."

"Please?" she begged, giving Cody puppy dog eyes and sticking her bottom lip out.

"Why do you care so much?" Cody blurted.

"Because I care about you." She told him. "I really do so I want to hear this."

"Fine. But if you fall asleep on me, I'll be royally pissed." He joked. Carmen giggled and cuddled up to him.

"I swear I won't fall asleep." She promised.

"Well, it all started quite a while ago, back when I was in the RWA. We started getting intimate when she heard someone outside. I checked it out and found my good buddy Martian nephew, Jay. He was beat up pretty bad, and had a huge gash in his side. I let Jay into my home. Then Melory started acting funny, disappearing at night and such. I thought she was just couldn't sleep, went out for a run or something. Maybe I was in denial. What ever it was, that's what I thought. Then Jay started acting like he was gay, but that's all it was, an act. He was fucking my wife. After the RWA closed, I went into a depression. I couldn't do shit. I just didn't care anymore. Then Seth pulled me out of it. He got me thinking on the brighter side of things. But I still had to face the fact that I lost the one person I used to care about more then anything. Then she started stalking me. I would see her everywhere. I tried to get away, but everywhere I went, there she was." Cody took a second to think. "Then she really started to scare me. She started phoning me constantly. She got hooked up with the Stryker family, and they used Sarah to get to me. I almost gave in. But it didn't happen. Then she got one of her friends to have sex with me and try to get me to talk to her. But it didn't work. Then even Martian tried. But I wouldn`t have any of it. Now she is just fucking with my life. And she has the nerve to call me a rude son of a bitch. She is fucking killing me, Carmen." Cody stated, looking at her for sympathy.

"Why would she do that?" Carmen asked.

"She thinks that if she can't have me, then no one should be able to. It's not fucking fair to anyone."

"Especially to you." Carmen noted.

"I know. I gave her the divorce papers. She should have signed them right then and there. But she said that she wanted to read them over. I was in a rush to meet up with Seth to so I gave the bitch a chance." Cody said shaking his head, disappointed in himself. Carmen touched his cheek and lightly kissed him on the lips.

"Cody, its not your fault. She's the one to blame. You don't always have to take the blame for everything." She told him. Cody smiled and kissed her.

"See, this is one of the many reasons you are so much better then her. You make me feel good about myself." Cody confessed. They shared a kiss before getting interrupted by a car door slamming outside. The front door opened and Jalie came walking in with bags in hand and headed for the kitchen. Cody pulled himself away from Carmen and went to help Seth outside. Seth was loaded down with bags as Cody approached him.

"There are three more in the back, plus beer. Can you handle that?" Seth asked him.

"Of course. I'm hurt, not dead." Cody said with a hint of sarcasm. "And besides, I got to get use to the pain if I'm going to be in that match on Sunday."

"Alright." Seth said, a little skeptical. Cody grabbed the bags and beer. He turned around to head in the house when a sudden twinge was heard. Cody dropped what he had, grabbed his ribs and fell to his knees. Seth walked out of the house and looked up to see Jalie perched in a window, trying to hide the pellet gun behind her.

"What!?" She said, trying to look innocent. Seth shook his head and went over to help Cody. The scene switched to later that night, where Seth and Cody were in the Escalade.

"You sure about this?" Cody asked. "I'm pretty doped up on painkillers."

"Ah, it's not like you’re getting drunk. A couple won’t hurt." Seth told him as he pulled over. They got out and walked down a sub street, heading for a logo that resembled the E! TV network's logo turned upside down. They walked in and headed for the lounge. As they took a seat, they almost was almost immediately approached by a waitress.

"What can I get for you guys?" She inquired.

"Vodka and Coke." Cody responded.

"I'll take a Jack and Sprite" Seth answered.

"You boys like your hard stuff, huh?" She said with a smile as she walked away. The camera followed her to the bar, where she placed the order. Melory, who had been watching Seth and Cody, reached into her purse. The waitress began talking to some guy as the bartender put the glasses in front of her. Knowing his drink of choice, Melory dropped a tablet into Cody’s drink. The camera moved back over with Seth and Cody.

"So what are you going to do about Melory?" Seth asked. Cody looked at him and half-smiled.

"I don't have a clue man." He muttered. "I'm fucked."

"No you're not. You'll just have to force her to sign them." Seth told him.

"What do you mean?" Cody asked confused.

"I mean," he began. "By whatever means you need to. Whether it be physical or not." The two are interrupted by the waitress.

"Want it on tab?" She asked.

"Sure. Thanks." Seth replied.

"Look," Cody started after downing the drink. "You know how I feel about that kind of shit."

"I'm not for it either, but given the circumstances, I think it'll be the only way." Seth told him.

"I'll just have to think of something..." Cody said, ignoring his proposal. "Perhaps your wife could lend me a hand."

"Perhaps..." Seth half-agreed. "Eh, I'll be right back." Seth informed, making his way to the bathrooms. Cody sat there, lost in thought, until a hand touched his shoulder.

"Melory?" Cody blurted out. "What the fuck are you doing here?" He gave his head a shake, feeling the effects of the drug.

"Oh, I thought we could get together. For old times sake." She sneered.

"Fuck... You..." Cody uttered. Melory motioned her head towards him and Jay walked into the picture.

"Hurry. Before he gets back." She urged. Jay lifted Cody, who was now groggy, and drug him away. Just after they left, Seth came walking back.

"Cody?" Seth shouted. Getting no response, he began searching the bar.

Match Talk

Jobber fed? Ha, I would like to see you psychotic ass take on Lawrence Jarvis two times and live to tell about it. I mean Jesus man, Lawrence Jarvis is ten times the man you are. Heed, your nothing but a washed up loser. Just like Shawn Walsh is now. Nothing more then a piece of shit that can’t do anything but sit on his ass and stare blankly at a screen and talk. I mean, I put my life on the line, something that you would never do you fucking punk. If you do beat me man, it’s nothing. I mean I’m thirty fucking percent. But I’m not going down without a fight. You can bet your ass on that. So before you count me out you better remember just who the hell I am and how the hell I got here. You haven’t done shit for this fed, I was made this federation what it is. I may not be the world champion but I am who everyone is talking about. So, just wondering, if this is a “Jobber Fed” as you call it, then why are you here? I thought you called yourself god? So if your god then why are you hanging with “Jobbers”? Starting to slip? Poor mister Heed can’t handle it with the big boys so he decides to join a “jobber fed”, and he finds out that he himself is a jobber.

Now onto the cannibal himself…

Jeff King man, you fucking disgusting little worm. Where the fuck is your mind when you talk this shit or hell even do this shit? I mean really man, worms eating me? Ha, that’s funny seeing and I am getting cremated. You will be the one getting ate by worms you sick fuck. And I’m glad you like pain, because that all your going to be feeling you idiot. I mean listening to you, I almost puked. I mean really man, anyone that can describe something that in-depth deservers to be shot. King, you call me a child. Maybe to you, you old sick bastard, but to everyone else I’m 26. Just because you way up their in the years and the only picture you can find of yourself is a black and white one isn’t my fucking problem. As for you not accepting my complements, I don’t really give a rats ass if you accept them. I was just saying that shit to piss the other opponents off. Now you talk about me having little intelligent… look buddy, I’m not the one we can’t speak a sentence without fucking up a word. Blah Blah blah… You are a nothing, a nobody and when I prove this Sunday, I hope your ass retires. You have no place in this business, so get out while you still can.

Rayne who?

Fuck Rayne, he can blow a dog. Back to my good buddy, Heed. You see, I might not have been the threat in the RWA, but look at me now you fucking idiot. I’m the biggest thing around. King said my ego will get the better of me, well I don’t give a rats ass what king says. I’m not listening to a word either of you say, or anyone for the fact. You all can just kiss my royal Canadian, red and white ass. Fuck you Heed. You think that its going to be easy. You damn rights it going to be easy to beat on me. Your damn right it will be fun to injure me more. And hell maybe I am walking into a suicide mission. But at least I have the balls to stare death in the face and laugh. But I hear your screwin a chick that’s younger then you. What a matter no one around dumb enough to go out with you? I mean really man, she must be one desperate ho to be going you with something like you. Your an asshole, a piece of shit, every harsh word in the book, yet that’s how you made millions. I find that funny, seeing as now your not a piece of shit, you’re the person getting treated like shit. You’re a fucking loser with no life and the only lovin you can get is from someone six years younger then you. I thought you where better then that, but I guess when you need something so bad you do what ever it takes. So you fuck a what, fifth teen or sixteen year old girl. God you must be proud to yourself eh?

I EAT PEOPLE… Wait no, that King not me.

King, you and Heed killed a man and you eat some of his brain. You disgust me. I mean really, are you that much of an idiot to see that everything you do is just wrong? You think I don’t see the truth about my life. All I need to see is that I am set for life. I have people that love and care for me, I have everything I ever wanted, and some punk ass, human eating, cock-sucking, homo loving prick like yourself taking any of it away isn‘t going to happen. If it’s with my last breath, I will make sure you don’t win this match. I will do everything I can to make sure you don’t win. That’s all we need, a national Champion going around eating people… that would really bring up the rating eh? You know King, I am a little worried about this match. I mean is I knock out Heed, and then pass out from the pain, I might not wake up again. You might eat me. That thought wakes me up at night, thinking of you eating my flush. Damn man, what the hell was Epic thinking when he approved your contract. Wait, never mind he was probably drunk or high or hell even both when he signed yours and Heeds contract. But still the fact that after the match, if you won, the fans might get to see you dine on Cody Carson. The creeps me out.

The bad boys…

You and King must think your pretty cool in this match eh Heed? Being buddies and all. God knows Rayne isn’t going to be helping me. So really this is a three on one match. But your forgetting one thing, you two have to eliminate each other to numb nuts. I mean don’t forget this match is elimination. So yeah, I know what your going to do. Your going to take the weak fish out first. Then go after the stronger one. Then fight to the death. Well guess what, if you don’t kill the weak fish, no one is walking out of that tank with anything, accept that weak fish. So as a finally note, to quote one HBK Shawn Michaels “Don‘t hunt what you can’t kill.” Because if you do, the hunters become the hunted.

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