Chapter 10

Jami stood behind the curtain watching Tasha and Lita tag team against Ivory and Molly Holly. Tasha executed a picture perfect moonsault on Ivory. Then she executed a pedigree on her but the cover was broken when Molly jumped in the ring and pulled Tasha off.

Lita immediently speared Molly for her troubles. While that was happening, Tasha had given Ivory a quick elbow to the chest. Finally the referee counted to three.

"Hey girl, Like the show?" Tasha asked as they came backstage. "You two did wonderfully! Congrats!" Jami said. "You up next?" Lita asked. "yep, Shane and I are going out to demand Stephanie defend her title belt now." Jami said.

"Yep! And Jami's going to give my sister a good ass whippin'!" Shen said as he walked over to them

Jami went back to the locker room after her match with Stephanie. She had lost to Stephanie at the planned end when Triple H had jumped in the ring, pedigree'd Jami, while Steph distracted the referee. The ending had been planned, but the rest of the match was unplanned. It had went exceptionally well since the girls hadn't wrestled against each other a lot before.

Tasha and Lita were both in the locker room when she came in. "Hey, are you okay?" Lita asked. Jami nodded as she sunk onto the bench. "are you sure? It looked like you had trouble getting up from a few of the bumps." Tasha said. "No...just a little sore. Steph and I are still getting use to each other in the ring." Jami said.

"Do you want to go out with us tonight?" Lita asked. "No, I just want to go back to the hotel, maybe work out a few kinks." Jami said. "Okay, I think Jeff is going to come with us. You want us to drop you off at the hotel?" Lita asked. "yeah, let's go." Jami said.

"Okay, are you sure you don't want to get anything to eat with us?" Tasha asked. "Nah, I'll grab something at the hotel."

Later that night Jeff came back from where the group had been to find Jami curled up in a fetal position, crying on the bed. "Baby, what's wrong?" Jeff asked, kneeling on the floor next to her.

Jami sniffled loudly and gestured towards the TV. "Patch Adams...movie...on TV." Jami hiccuped (I had you all worried there for a minute, now didn't I?)

Jeff smiled, Jami was awfully emotional these days. "Was it sad?" he asked her. Jami tearfully nodded. "People laugh, people die...I cry." Jami said.

That's when Jeff noticed the white kitten curled up next to her. "Let me guess? This our week to take the kittens?" Jami nodded. "Yeah, Nero is under the bed. I'll take them with me tomorrow when Tasha, Lita and I go to our house for the photo shoot." Jami said.

Jeff nodded as he scratched the kitten behind the ears. "Diva and I have been talking a lot tonight." Jami said before going into the bathroom. Jeff picked the kitten up and looked into her tiny face. "Diva, what's wrong with her?" he asked after a few moments.

"You know what? I wish people would stop asking that. Stop talking about me when they think I'm not around. Stop wondering about me. No one seems to care what *I* think, only what they think. You know, I don't think one person has asked me what is really wrong. Everyone just guesses. Well, I'm sick of it!" Jami stood in the doorway of the bathroom, looking upset.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Jeff asked. "No! I'm not going to tell you! It's to late for that. Keep Assuming. Maybe you are right. Who knows. The hell with this! I'm getting out of here. DO NOT COME AFTER ME!" Jami yelled as she stormed out of the hotel room.

Jeff sighed and looked at the kitten. "Why didn't you just tell me?"

Chapter 11