Alguna gente viene en nuestras vidas, huellas de la licencia en nuestros corazones, y nunca somos iguales.

It's too fuckin' early in the day for this. I stayed out way too late last night, partyin' my ass off with my friends, and now I gotta sit here and listen to Princess Pain in the Butt and her voice that would give Minnie Mouse a headache. An' if it ain't bad enough that I gotta listen to her talkin', she's about to tell me that my life is over. My perfect wonderful lil life that I've come to relish the last few months is about to cease and desist. All because of him…my best friend, my former business partner, my ex-lover. Yep, once again, Matt Hardy is about to ruin my life. But this time, I won't go down without a fight.

I wish I could tell you when it all started, but I can't. It mighta been when we were in OMEGA together, and I found out he slept with Christian. Or it could have been when I found out that, after months of what I thought was a perfect relationship with Jeff, Matt was sleepin' with him, too. Or, it coulda been the day that I came home, after livin' with Matt for 6 months, and found him in bed with Jay. Hell, every problem I've ever had with the man has been about sex. Not enough for me, and too much for everybody else. And he always seemed to hone in on the ones I had my eye on, or dick in, at the time.

Now, don't get me wrong - I love Matt. He's my best friend. Has been for years. But, he just has this bad habit of takin' what he wants, regardless of what it is, or who it belongs to. Unfortunately for me, it's usually somethin' of mine that he wants. And, just as unfortunate for me, he gets it. Bastard. My favorite pair of Reeboks - he borrowed them one day and never gave 'em back. Half his closet is full of my clothes that seemed to magically drift over there one day while we was still together. Screw the fact that they barely fit him, he just liked 'em better than his. The one and only Pearl Jam CD I've ever owned in my lifetime, a birthday present from Jeff? Check Matt's CD case -it's there. And I know it's mine, cuz I wrote my name on it.

He don't do it to be mean or nothin'. It's just Matt. Just the way he's always been. See, for some reason, Matt thinks that he deserves it, for givin' up so much of his life to make Jeff happy. The happier Jeff is, the more miserable Matt is. It's one of those balance things. At least, that's how he explained it to me when I caught him with Jay. "I just cain't help it, Sugar," he said, his voice all husky and sexy, trying to distract me from the problem at hand. "It's just my nature. Don't mean I love ya any less." Only Matt Hardy would stand there in front of ya, his dick still hard cuz you interrupted him mid-fuck, and tell you that he did it cuz it was in his nature. At that moment, I realized that it was in my nature to break his fuckin' nose.

I didn't talk to him for a while after that. Just couldn't bring myself to do it. Then, we had that whole roster split and I didn't have to be around Matt all that much, just once a month. Back home, I avoided him like the plague, whenever I could. I had to find a way to make myself not so miserable. Then…then something happened that changed my life. I fell in love. He's beautiful. He's perfect. He's absolutely wonderful…and he's all mine. Thing is, we didn't tell nobody. Not that we're ashamed of it or nothin', just that we didn't want….anyone…messin' in our business. See, we share a common bond - an illustrious past with all things Hardy. We've been together for 6 months now, and I know that he loves me just as much as I love him.

Now the Princess is standing there, yappin' away about how we are SOOOOOO lucky to have acquired the talent of Matty for our team. She just brought him into the room and he's standin' there with that idiotic grin on his face, shakin' hands with everyone, tellin' them he was glad to be here. Everybody else seems pretty glad to have him here, too. Too bad I can't share their sentiments. I watch him as he looks around the room, tryin' to find a place to sit. Of course, in true Matt fashion, he spies the empty chair next to me and plops down hard, smilin' at me the whole time.

"Whassup, Sugar?" he asks. Uh, my blood pressure? Bastard. I wanna run. I wanna scream. I wanna reach under the table, grab Shannon's hand and get the hell outta Dodge. I want Matt to go away and leave me alone. And I want him as far away as possible from me and my baby. Do I yell? Nope. Do I knock his ass out and pray he stays down long enough for me to make my escape? Nuh uh. Do I make a wish, a wish that he was so totally into chicks that he would stay a million miles away from the best thing I ever had in my life? Don't do that either. I sit. I wait. I pray. And then, I feel someone take my hand, a finger rubbing circles in my palm, letting me know everything is gonna be okay. Not a problem in the world.

My life, my perfect world, is still intact. Matt Hardy mighta ruined my life then, but he couldn't touch it now. But then he leans up and looks past me at Shanny, and smiles that goofy, sexy, incredible smile of his, and a part of me starts to panic. "Shan," he says, his voice drippin' honey. And Shanny - my sweet, beautiful, perfect little Shanny - smiles back. I panic even further. "Matty," he replies. Then, I feel the foundation start to crumble when I hear Matt ask Shanny, "you busy later?" My heart stops. I swear to god I'm gonna kill Matt. If he takes away the only good thing in my life, I will end his.

My life - with Matt, that is - starts to flash in front of my eyes. I see every time he broke my heart, every time he made me feel like shit, every time he just reached for the brass ring and grabbed it. I felt the tears stingin' the back of my eyes. And as I waited for Shanny to say somethin', I wonder why Matty feels the need to destroy me. What did I ever do to him that makes him treat me like this? I let go of Shannon's hand, prepared to once again give up and let Matt win.

But, wait…huh? I feel Shannon grip my hand even tighter, before he leans back in his chair, looks Matty right in the eye, and says, "Later? I'm busy. Tomorrow, busy. Next week, busy. Next month, still busy." The Princess has dismissed us. Matty stands up. I stand up. Shannon stands up, and doesn't let go of my hand. Most everbody has left the room. It's just me, Matt and Shannon. Matt looks down, then opens his mouth to say something, but my angel, my Shanny, stops him dead in his tracks. Cuz that's when he leans up and kisses me, right there, in front of Matt, then says, "I love you, Sugar. I guess it's just my nature."

Then, with an evil little grin planted on his cherubic face, my angel turns and walks away, holding tight to keep me from floating away on the cloud I found myself on. Halfway down the hall, I stop and look at him. My baby. My Shanny. I guess he knows what's on my mind, cuz he smiles and says, "Sugar, darlin', it's gonna take more'n Matty and his so-called charm to take me away from you. I love ya, and I ain't givin' you up or leavin' you. Not without a fight." Matt mighta won every fight before, but this time I ain't alone. Together, me and Shanny are an unstoppable force. Love - I guess it's just our nature.