“AMY!!!! Get your ass out here before I come in there and knock
you dogs ass head of your bloody shoulders.” Jeff yelled through the door as
he and Matt waited for the bitch of a diva to come out so they could go to their
match. She had already made them late, so by the time they came out they had to
run down to the stage, not even stopping to talk to their opponents, the APA.
“If you get involved in this you will pay, got it bitch?!!”
Matt shouted to her in the middle of the ring.
“I won’t, I sad I was sorry.”
“If you cost us this shot at the titles I will permanently put
you on the shelf.”
“You wouldn’t, I’m your girlfriend.”
“Only out here you whore.”
As the match progressed Matt stood on the apron as Jeff got the
hell beat out of him by the APA. When he finally got the tag Amy had the ref
distracted. He had had enough. He pushed the ref out of the ring and grabbed Amy
by the hair, he pulled her up onto the apron and then Jeff helped him pull her
over the ropes. She hit the mat with a thud and she held her back. Jeff laughed
as Matt picked her up and slapped her before kicking her back to the ground.
Jeff joined him as the ref and APA tried to pull them off her.
The kicked her out of the ring and she lay hurting on the ground.
The matched ended with the Hardyz disqualified. When the APA headed back stage
Matt grabbed a microphone as Jeff tossed Amy back into the ring.
Matt lifted it to his lips as Jeff propped Amy in the corner.
“Now you little slut, we want everyone here to know exactly
what you are like. You are a slapper, a whore, a dog face bitch who needs taking
down a peg or two.” The crowd’s cheers were muffled by his words. “You
think you can wrestle?” he asked as he grabbed her chin and lifted it making
her look at him.
She nodded at him as he slapped her hard across the cheek, his
nail catching and cutting her cheek. “WRONG!!! You can’t wrestle any better
than every other diva in the WWF. You just have to come to the ring with us so
we can make you look good.” He said as she fell to the ground, which gave him
the perfect opportunity to kick her over and over again. When he stopped he
laughed. “You just have to come out here and mess up our moves. You can’t do
them. You try to do the Twist of Fate, you can’t do it!!! Every time you try
you nearly brake someone’s fuckin’ neck!!! You did it on Jeff ‘by
mistake’ and he had a neck brace on for a week!!! You’re a slut, we don’t
want you in our team, the xtreme team. Your not xtreme, actually you are,
you’re an xtreme bitch!!!”
Jeff took the mic as Matt walked around the ring smiling and
laughing as the crowd sat muted in their seats.
“You would open your legs for anyone!!! You even hit on me!!
When you were dating my brother. You’re a disgusting tramp!! And that tattoo
on your shoulder, has it turned mouldy? Because it looks like it!!! You are a
worthless whore who needs to be put away for good.”
As he finished he dropped the mic and he and Matt ran to the
corner and beat the hell out of her before Matt pulled her limp scanky body to
it’s feet. Jeff picked up the mic as Matt set Amy up for the Twist of Fate.
“This is how it goes bitch!!!!” he shouted as Matt hit the
move. The brother left the unconscious bitch in the middle of the ring as they
left laughing and walking up the ramp. The looked into the crowd when the saw a
group of fans with Anti-CuntaLitaFanatics on their backs and Lita- the local
cunt!!! On the front of their t-shirts!!!!
“Finally someone agrees with us!!!”
Jeff shouted to Matt as they stood on the stage and gave the crowd, and
especially at the people with the t-shirts that tell the truth, the guns.
