Tyson sighed as he got chewed out by Christian. He didn't understand what was wrong now. He cleaned Christian's car, paid the bills, cleaned the house, walked the dog, and changed the cat's litter box. But it wasn't good enough for Christian. Tyson didn't know how much more he could take before he exploded.

"You can't do anything right!" Christian yelled as he slapped Tyson. "You're not a real man; you just hide behind that image. I do know the real you!"

"No you don't" He said meekly.

It wasn't a lie, no one knew the real Tyson Tomko. Hell, he didn't even know the real Tyson Tomko. "If it wasn't for me, nobody would know your name. I made you! I can also break you!" Christian continued. "You are so pathetic. You sicken me."

Glaring a hole through his creator, Tyson got up and left. He wasn't sure where he was going or when he was coming back. All he knew was that he had to leave before he did something he'd regret later.

~~~

It'd been three days since Christian had last seen Tyson. Christian had been starting to get worried. He didn't know if Tyson might've snapped and tried to commit suicide. He didn't know anything.

"Chris!" Matt yelled. The blonde jumped and shook his head. "Dude, you've been zoning out since we got here. Now what's up?" Matt asked taking a sip of his vanilla chi. "Just thinking" Christian replied. "About what?" The brunette questioned. "Tyson." After that mini conversation there was an awkward silence but it didn't last long. It was interrupted by Adam Copeland.

"Hey dudes." Adam greeted as he took a sip of Matt's drink. "Hey!" Matt groaned as he looked at his Canadian friend. "Hi Ad." Christian sighed as he looked out the window. "I just saw Tyson." The tall blonde began. "He didn't look so good. Kinda look pissed. Anyway I said hi and he just glared at me, and continued to his car. Don't know where he was going." "Man, what did you do to him this time?" The older Hardy joked as he finished his drink.

//*If you only knew Matt. If you only knew.*// Christian thought to himself. "Something stupid." He lied. Christian pulled a twenty out of his pocket and threw it on the table. "Keep the change" He called as he left. Matt and Adam looked at each other and shrugged. They knew something was wrong with their friend.

~~~

Christian raced to the hotel he was staying at. When he got out the car he looked around for a silver Honda. He gasped when he saw it parked right across from the blue rental he was driving. Christian jolted into the building and into his room. Closing the door behind him, he went into the bathroom and took a shower.

When he came out the bathroom he walked straight into the bedroom. Christian put on a pair of gray sweatpants and black tank top. His problems were all forgotten until he walked into the living room.

"Hello Christian." Tyson eerily said. Christian froze when he saw the big man in front of him. " I thought you went away" Christian questioned as he narrowed his eyes. "Yeah well where was I gonna go, Detroit?" Tyson replied with a smirk. He bent down and searched through his duffle bag. He pulled out something that made Christian regret everything he ever did to that man. It was a gun. It was small but powerful.

"W-Whaddya doing w-with th-th-that?" The frightened blonde stammered. "You shouldn't play dumb Christian. You do know what I'm thinking about doing." The tattoo covered man said in a cold voice. "Pl-Please d-don't d-do th-this" Christian begged as he began to cry. "I can't stand to see a grown man cry." Tyson sneered aiming the to his master's head.

"You have 10 seconds to come up with a reason I shouldn't kill you."

Christian gasped and began to think. Why shouldn't he get killed? He treated the only man that loved him like shit. He humiliated him, broke him, and abused him. "You shouldn't kill me because--" "I'm listening." Tyson said. "Because... Because I love you!" The terrified blonde sobbed.

"You don't know what real love is. If you loved me, you wouldn't have treated me like this. Payback is a bitch, Christian and so am I." Pulling back the trigger slowly Tyson's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Good-"

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"OH STOP IT JEFFREY! JUST STOP IT!" Jay exclaimed. "That's enough! You aren't reading another sentence of your stupid story." The youngest Hardy looked up at the people he was reading to. "I don't believe anyone interrupted you, when you read your Valentine's story out loud Jason." "This whole time your stupid story was just a way for you to rip on me for breaking up with Tyson!" The angry Canadian explained.

Jeff sighed and looked up at his boss, "Mr. McMahon can you do something please?" "I'm sorry Jeffrey but if Jason feels humiliated, you'll have to stop or else I'll get a call from his lawyer." Vince sighed; he rolled his eyes at the thought of Jay's lawyer calling him.

"Alright, fine. Forget it." Jeff said as he took his seat and waited for the next person to tell their story.