Wow, who hasn't updated in a while? Lol Sorry folks =D

Oh, Oscar is Rey, John is Morrison, and Darren is William Regal.

I own no one, they all belong to WWE.

Jay sighed faintly as he stared out the window from the passenger seat of the car he was sitting in. For the past few weeks he had done his best to avoid Chris and Adam, even Matt, no matter how much it tore him up inside. He wanted nothing more than to just be with Adam without having to worry about Chris, but he still loved Chris, even with Chris constantly cheating on him with Matt, and now so was Adam. The entire thing left Jay with nothing but heartache and a headache.

"Jay," said the other person in the car with him, "You're awful quiet, you okay?"

Turning his head, Jay glanced over at Oscar before shaking his head and looking down at his hands, "I don't think I'll ever be okay." He said gently, his hands wringing together.

Silence filled the car as they pulled into the parking lot at the next arena's parking lot. Jay sighed faintly as he climbed out of the car, stretching his legs in the process.

Walking into the arena, Jay kept to himself as he walked, heading towards catering first since he hadn't eaten anything yet. He stopped though when he saw Matt and Adam walking into catering, holding hands and smiling at each other.

A feeling of disgust filled Jay as he stared at the two of them, a feeling of hatred coming soon after. If that's how it was going to be, well Jay could play their way too. He turned and stormed down the hall, heading for the locker room. He flung the door open and looked around, spotting John looking at him with wide eyes.

"Jay? You okay?" asked John, stepping closer to him. Jay grabbed John's hand silently and stormed out of the locker room, heading once more back towards catering. He walked into the room and looked around, spotting Adam and Matt a nearby table.

"John," said Jay softly, looking at him, "I'm tired of being hurt, I'm tired of being the little helpless toy, I need your help."

John looked at him silently before glancing over at Adam and Matt, spotting the two of them watching him and Jay. He turned his attention back to Jay, smirking faintly before leaning up slightly, since Jay was an inch taller than him, and kissed him slightly. Jay grinned into the kiss as he pulled John close, not caring about the small crowd that was circling them.

Pulling away after a few minutes, Jay turned and looked towards where Adam was, spotting the hurt in the other man's eyes. Although he felt horrible, Jay flashed Adam a grin then turned and left the room with John, holding hands with the younger man.

"Jay," said John once they were alone in the locker room, "What's this really about?"

A soft sigh escaped Jay as he turned to look at John, "I don't know," he started, "I'm tired of Chris and Adam hurting me, I'm tired of being a toy to those guys."

John nodded his head silently, "I know how you feel," he said softly, wrapping an arm around Jay's waist, pulling him closer.

"You do?" asked Jay curiously, looking over at the other man.

He nodded, "Oh yeah. Mike tortured me by constantly acting around with Phil before finally telling me that he didn't love me, but now I'm with Phil, " he said softly, "I know it doesn't make sense, but love never does."

Jay sighed gently, "I can't make you cheat on Phil," he said with a frown, pulling away from John, "Go find Phil, explain what happened, and love him."

John frowned faintly but got up and left the room, leaving Jay alone. Jay sighed faintly as he stared down at the floor, his hands wringing together again as he stared off into space, not paying attention to things around him until he felt hands on his shoulders, squeezing down on him.

Jumping, Jay stood up and spun around, spotting Chris behind.

"What was that out there?" asked Chris, not a hint of emotion showing in his voice.

Jay gulped slightly, "Well, I mean, I didn't, uh," he said, stepping backwards with every word as Chris crept closer and closer before pinning Jay back against the lockers.

"What was that?" he asked again, putting emphasis on each word.

Jay looked up at him, panting faintly, "I'm tired of being a toy, I'm tired of you guys playing with my feelings," he spat out before biting his lower lip, staring into Chris' eyes.

"Oh you are?" asked Chris, an eyebrow cocked, "Then how about I make it so no man ever touches you again?"

Before Jay could question his actions, Chris turned and left the room, leaving Jay alone. He stayed standing against the lockers before reaching down and grabbing his gear, changing before practice. He sighed faintly as he climbed into the ring a little while later, waiting on Darren to come.

Instead though, Jay frowned as he saw Chris coming down to the ring, a duffle bag over his shoulder. Jay turned and went to run out the other side of the ring, but he was stopped as the bag was thrown at his legs, knocking him down.

"What are you doing?" shouted Jay as Chris came to him, a wooden bat in his hand.

Chris smirked, "I told you, I'm going to make it so no man ever touches you again!" he shouted, slamming the bat into Jay's stomach.

It felt like hours past before Chris left, leaving a bloody slightly unconscious Jay in the ring. Darren, slightly late, walked onto the stage, spotting the unconscious Jay in the ring before shouting for help. He ran down the ramp and into the ring, trying to wake up Jay as help came running to the ring shortly after.

Meanwhile, Adam was sitting alone in the dressing room, packing up his bag when Matt came in, smiling widely.

"What's got you so happy?" asked Adam as he zipped up his bag.

Matt grinned even more, "Jay's hurt," he said snickering, "Someone attacked him in the ring and they're taking him to the hospital now."

Adam froze, looking up at Matt, "How the fucking hell is that funny?" shouted Adam, jumping up from the bench.

Matt rolled his eyes, "Why do you care? That prick just kissed a younger man in front of you!" said Matt, laughing even more, "Gee if he wasn't such a great lover in bed no one would give a damn about him."

Adam glared fiercely at Matt before balling up his fist and swinging at Matt, punching him in the face. Matt dropped to the floor with a thud, clutching at his nose as Adam grabbed his bag and went to leave, though stopped and leaned down next to Matt.

"If you ever talk about Jay like that again, I'll make sure whatever happened to him happens to you, and I'll make sure you never wrestle again," he threatened before walking out of the room and hurrying to his car so he could head to the hospital, hoping within himself that Jay was okay.