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Jeff didn't say anything as I looked at the screen of my cell phone. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to respond to that. I quickly responded a simple 'Oh' before putting my cell phone back into my designer purse. I knew that Jeff wouldn't like Randy texting be but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him and if he never found out, it'd be okay, right?

"What's on your mind, Heils?" Jeff asked as we got into the car. I hadn't even realized that I had spent the entire walk to the car, silent. I couldn't tell you if Jeff had asked me anything or not because I had been focused on myself and my thoughts.

"Oh…just thinking, I guess. I hadn't realized I'd been so quiet," I said as I flashed him a smile as I slid into the passenger seat. Normally, I would drive as sometimes Jeff took it upon himself to make the roads his own racetrack and that wasn't always the best thing either. "Promise you won't get us killed, babe?"

"Don't ya trust me, babe?" he asked with a grin as he inserted the key into the ignition and turned the engine over so it was purring beautifully. The grin he had on his face was telling me not to trust him and I was almost regretting the decision to let him drive.

"I trust you in certain places but I don't know if I trust you behind the wheel, babe," I teased him lightly with a carefree smile on my face even though I didn't exactly trust him at the moment. I leaned across the middle console and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Don't worry; I'll trust you enough for you to get us to the hotel in one piece."

He flashed me a grin before backing the car out of its parking space then putting it in drive and pulling out of the arena's parking lot and onto the highway. He reached his hand over and took my hand in his then lifted it up and kissed the back of it before letting my hand drop. He fumbled with the radio a little bit, trying to find a station that was playing something of his interest. He groaned when he found nothing and pressed the power button, turning the radio off altogether. I giggled a little before I noticed him pulling into a gas station.

"What are we doing here?" I asked curiously as I heard the engine shut off. I watched him unbuckle his seatbelt then he pressed the release on mine, delaying answering my question. I slowly let the seatbelt go and watched it snap back into its normal position before I grabbed my purse and opened the door.

"I need some refreshments for our hotel room," he grinned cheekily at me before he got out of the car. He walked around to the front of the car and waited for me to meet him there. He held his hand out for me and I smiled before placing my hand in his. "Would you like anything special?"

I shrugged my shoulders as I looked at him. He had that cute grin on his face and I couldn't help but smile back. I figured he was trying to make up for being a jerk earlier when he had blown up about the text messages but I didn't think he needed to suck up for any reason because if he knew who was texting me, he wouldn't like it. I wasn't even sure if I liked it or not.

"What do we need refreshments for?" I asked as we walked into the convenient store, my hand still placed in his.

"Well…Heilly, Matt's sort of in a partying mood since we don't have any house shows tomorrow and we don't have to get on a plane until like five pm," Jeff said sheepishly as he pulled me into him.

I groaned and sighed. I never liked Matt but of course, Matt didn't like me either. He didn't really have a reason to not like me other than the rumors that had been going around backstage. Okay, so maybe some of the rumors weren't exactly rumors. The things I had done when I was only around 17 years of age was not exactly good either.

"Jeff, you know how Matt and I feel about each other," I groaned as he pulled me through the store. "He doesn't like me and I don't know why you keep trying to get us to like each other."

"You're my girlfriend, Heils and he's my brother; I want you two to get along," Jeff said as he grabbed two cases of 24 pack of Bud Light. "What kind of drinks do you want, Heils?"

"Can we stop at a liquor store, Jeffy? I think I need the hard liquor tonight," I groaned again as I was definitely not looking forward to a night with Matt Hardy and whoever he decided to invite.

"We can stop wherever you want, Heils," Jeff chuckled as he started to walk towards the cashier and I followed him.

I hoped tonight wouldn't drag on like it sometimes did when Matt was involved. I hated the looked he gave me when Jeff was in the bathroom or wasn't looking. I just hoped to high heaven that he would bring along John Morrison, the Miz, and some other people that would make tonight somewhat tolerable.

"Do you know who all is coming?" I asked as I leaned against the counter as the teenage girl behind the counter gaped at Jeff.

"He said that John Hennigan, Mike, Matt Sydal, and some other had agreed to come over but basically it's open to whomever wants to come in," Jeff said with a shrug as he paid the cashier for the alcohol then lifted the cases off of the counter.

"Let's go to the liquor store, baby," I said as cheerfully as I could.