A/N: To some of you, you do know this story isn't suppose to be humourous?

To Cara, here you go! Told you I'd be updating soon. :D


Chapter Four: If She Knew

I should have said no, I know. Why could I just create some lie to make it so Phil couldn't come at all? But, what exactly would I say? Cara knew I would be bullshitting her and she'd pissed at me. That's something that I really don't need.

Just relax, man. Ignore it and just act like everything is fine...

I had to just kept telling myself that.

I mean, Shannon had to be pissed too, right? He and Phil had a bad past together. I'm sure there's stil some bad blood between each other. But then again, he doesn't seem too effected by it. He's too busy flirting and being perverted with Caria. So, I really don't ihnk he's even worrying about him. And then there was Matt, who knew about what I was feeling. He, personally didn't have anything against Phil like I did.

I continued to look out the window in all of my frustration. I should just forget about it for now, right? I mean, when we get to Cameron, it'll be different. I just have to let it go for now. I just have to push it out of my mind. But if I look over and see them, I won't be able to. I just can't stand the thought of them together. I feel like I'm being childish, but I don't mean to. Phil isn't right for her, and I want her to know that.

Then, as I felt a tiny hand gently touche the back of my head, I broke out of my thoughts.

"Jeff?"

I blinked a couple of times as I turned my head to Cara. "Yeah?"

"You okay, darling?" she asked me.

"Oh yeah, I'm fine." Lie. "I'm just a little tired." Another lie.

"You sure?" she checked. "It just looks like something's bothering you."

I could feel Matt's eyes staring at me through the rearview mirror. He's the only person that knows what's going on through my head.

"No, no. Just tired." I insisted, but lied again. I hated the taste of it too. I just wanted to come out and tell her. But I smiled slightly to reassure her everything was fine. "It's just been a long night, I'm hoping to catch some Z's later..."

"Well, make sure to get some sleep on the plane, alright?" she smiled back.

"Yeah man, you are lookin' pretty burnt out." Phil added his own input. He chuckled a bit. "You need to be well rested or else you'll be screwin' up. We don't need that now, haha."

That smartass grin was painted all over his face. I just wanted to say "Well fuck you, Brooks. At least I can wrestle." but I held it back. He was only laughing to make it sound as if he was joking, but I knew better. I wasn't stupid, I could see right through him.

"Yeah, heh." I just agreed, awkwardly. Prick.

I wasn't going to let him get to me though. He wasn't worth it at all.


We made a quick stop at Speedway to fill up for gas and get some food. Shannon was in desperate need of a milkshake and a burger, so he and Matt went in to order some for everyone along with filling up for the next few miles. I had to stretch my legs and go to the bathroom, so I went as well.

I stepped inside and when I saw my brother, I told him what I had to do then continued to the back. I went into the men's and stepped inside one of the stalls. As I did, it wasn't but a minute later when someone else joined me.

"...Yeah, I'm just going to Cameron for a couple of days."

Wait, that voice sounded familiar...

"Baby, relax, it's not like I'm going away forever."

...Was that...Phil?

It sounded like he was speaking to someone else. And I know he wasn't talking to Cara. I continued to listen up. Turnin' around, I peaked through the crack of the door. It was him. He was talkin' on the phone.

"Yeah, I'm just going there with Cara and the guys fr a bit." he said. "I'll make sure to call you once I'm flying back."

I knew it.

He chuckled. "Maria, I know you don't like her, but trust me, I'm not going to do anything with her. I just felt bad because she was having a good night, and she wanted me to travel with her and her friends. I wouldn't blame her though, spending a couple of days off with the Hardys of all people, that retard of a friend they have and his wife isn't what I would consider a break either."

What the fuck did he just say? I narrowed my eyes as I just watched him. A wave of anger crashed over me. What nerve that little fuck has to say shit like that. I just shook my head. I knew something was going on. Especially with someone so easy as Maria Kanellis. Oh. He was going down now. I would rip through this stall right now, but I kept my cool. I'll deal with it later.

There was a pause before he spoke again. He chuckled. "Yeah! Well, hopefully this'll go by fast and then I'll be with you soon. Yeah, okay, well I gotta go, baby. I'll talk to you when I can. Okay. Bye."

He pushed the end button and walked out of the bathroom. I didn't come out of the stall until I heard the door open and close. Once there was silence, I opened up the door and found myself staring at my reflection in one of the mirrors. I knew something was going on. But now how was I going to explain this to her...?