PART FOUR OF "ANGEL IN DISGUISE"

**Beth**

Let's see, the first time Jeff pissed me off...oh, yeah! It was around late 1999. We were having a small debate over who was the better wrestler, Macho Man or Hulk Hogan. I was for Hulk and he was for Macho. Jeff brought up some interesting points and I did myself but we could never reach an agreement. Then, the next thing I know, we were really arguing. I went from chilling in his arms to cussing his ass out. I remember what he said that got me fired up. He said, "Your opinions on wrestlin' is as bad as your sex!" That was when I went off.

I accused him of only being in this relationship to get my sex. I also told him that wrestling and sex was the only thing he really cared about. I just couldn't believe that Jeff would the audacity to say something like that. I don't know if he was kidding but even if he was, that was do insulting and disrespectful. It was like Jeff calling me a ho and actually meaning it. In other words, when he said what he said, he thought I was cheap thrill when we first met. He was also saying that wrestling would always be his first love and I could never come close to that. That really hurt me and I ended up crying being the sensitive girl that I am. Jeff tried to comfort me by saying he was "just playing" and that he didn't mean it and by trying to put his arm around my waist. Of course, I just ignored him and told him to get off me. Yet, this is where it gets good.

He made me feel better and get over it by simply making me laugh. As I was crying my eyes out saying "You don't care about me, you just want sex. I don't know why I wasted my time on you", he sat there mimicking me. He kept on doing it so I stopped and just looked at him. Then, I gave him a a flirtatious shove and told him to leave me alone. Then, he just stared at me with a big smile on his face. Eventually, I gave in and laughed a little. He grabbed me, started tickling me and apologized for what he said. I ended up forgiving him, forgetting about the whole thing, giving him a very good kiss and deciding on Hulk Hogan.

**Jessica**

The first time Chris made me angry was when I honestly felt he felt that his wrestling career was his number one priority. It was like he had no family, no friends, no children, NO GIRLFRIEND, wrestling was the only thing that mattered to him. It got to a point where that was all he would talk about 24/7. Oh, don't get me started about whenever Chris had a championship belt. Then, you could never shut him up. This wrestling stuff was really spreading us apart. He would go to Indy shows instead of coming home. And when he did come home, he would do nothing but study tapes and not say a word to me but "Honey, is dinner ready yet?" He wouldn't call me at night when he was on the road. When he would come home, he'd walk through the door and wouldn't say hi. Hell, no. I can't go for that.

So one day, I told Chris straight up that I felt he was putting his career over our relationship and that it was really making me angry and at the same time, it was hurting me too. He told me that he never thought about it that way. He said he never knew the things that he did not say and that he was living in his own world thinking he was the perfect boyfriend. That's one of the best things about our relationship, we talk things out. Communication is very important when it comes to love, I've definitely learned that over the years.

Chris then said that he was glad that I told him about his behavior before we broke up since he could never live without me. There he went again with that sweet talk but I fell for it and Chris has never acted like that ever since. Now, he is the perfect man. It's the little things that counts, you know. He calls every night now right after his shows. He always tells me he loves me. Sometimes, he gives me BREAKFAST IN BED! God knows there is not that many men out there that will do that for their girlfriends but God has given me Christopher Irvine and for that, I am very thankful. I guess, we all have to go through some drama to make a perfect relationship in the end.

**Denise**

Jason and I haven't necessarily had a huge argument and disagreement about anything. I honestly don't ever recall us fighting. Jason and I are pretty mature people so we would probably just end up talking it out like adults. My little sister always goes through a bunch of stuff with her boyfriend so I'm pretty experienced with it comes relationship problems. But I do remember when we yelled at each other for a little while. He had just debuted on television and he was the Light Heavyweight Champion (I was so proud of my baby when he won that match.) Of course, this was his first real prestigious belt and title reign so he naturally was bragging about it and taking the thing everywhere he went. It was so adorable...wait, I'm getting off subject.

He had just got home and was gonna be home for three days. He usually leaves his car parked in a special spot at the airport when he's on the road so he won't have to go through the trouble of asking me to pick him up. I couldn't even come if he wanted me to since I was very sick. I called him on his cell phone and asked him to get me some medicine. When I'm sick, I'm can get you irritated very easily since I'm very worsesome and immature. I won't do anything you tell me, I'll cry if you try to make me taste some nasty medicine. In other words, I'm a little girl when I get sick.

So Jason shows up with a smile on his face and tries to kiss me on the cheek but I push him away since I don't want him to get sick too. Then, I asked him did he get the medicine. He told yes and shows me some Pepto Bismol. For some reason, I got very angry. I yelled at him because I didn't have a stomach ache, it was my sinuses. I cussed him out for getting the wrong medicine. I grabbed the bottle and tossed that pink liquid all over Jason's shirt. Looking back, I shouldn't have gotten mad since the majority of the time when I was sick, it was a stomach ache. Anyway, he got mad at me for ruining his shirt and then, we were arguing like crazy. It was like we were Chris Jericho and The Rock talking junk back and forth to each other. The next thing, I was knocked out on the bed sleeping my ass off.

Next morning, I woke up feeling great and Jason told me what happened. He told me that he was sorry and I told him the same. We kissed and that was the end of that. We've never had an argument since. I don't know why. I know all couples go through trails and tribulations but that's never really happened between us. Jason being on the road is enough stress for me. I wanna be with him all the time but this wrestling keeps us apart.

**Amy**

Man, me and Matt have tons of arguments. It's like everyday. Yet, for some reason, it makes me love him more. I guess I like the aggressive type. That's always been the case with me. I'm not a hard person to get along with but whenever I have a boyfriend, we have arguments over the dumbest stuff. Some can take it, some can't. Anyway, one of the first arguments we had was like right after we started going out, around April 1999. Yeah, you guessed it. It was over wrestling. But probably not in the way you're thinking.

I was in the ring with Shannon and Joey. They said "Sentons off the top rope" and told them I would do it since I didn't know that they were kidding. Anyway, when I did the moonsault for the first time, I fucked up and almost landed on my head but Joey caught me. Matt is usually the leader and he didn't know I was practicing that move so he was like "What are y'all doing?" I told him and he was like be careful. Now, I've always been a tomboy and I've always been treated like one, no guy has ever shown me any sympathy because of my gender so it felt very awkward when he told me to be careful. After that, Matt continued to be a little bit more protective and watchful of me and one day, it just burned me up. I couldn't take it no more. So one day, I just unleashed my anger on him and being the mysterious person he is, he just nodded and walked away.

That was when I felt bad and I followed him. Then, he started bitching talking about I embarrassed him in front of his boys. Of course, I did the same and we were arguing so loud. Jeff broke it up and he separated us for a few minutes. He made us hug each other because he threatened to Swanton us if we didn't. After that, we slowly began to forgive each other a little bit more. The next thing I knew, we were all over each other after our training was over with the other guys. Now, I'm more comfortable with being Matt's girlfriend. We've been together a year and some months so I'm pretty used to him being protective of me and I can't really blame him since I am his girl. Like I said before, for some reason, it makes me love him more. We argue almost everyday. I don't know what it is...it just feels right.

**Allanah**

Adam can argue very well and very loud. His character, Edge, now is very similar to him in real life. He doesn't use the language that Edge uses but he talks all the time like Edge. One night, after Adam came home from being on the road, he went straight to sleep. That same night, I was out with my mother and she told me that she wanted to stay at my house rather than going home. She was very tired so I told her to sleep in my bed since it was very comfortable. I saw Adam's car and I knew that he wouldn't mind her sleeping next to him. I was wrong. The next morning, I was in the bedroom getting some clothes for work that day. Adam and Mom were still sleep. The next thing I know, I heard Adam screaming "What the fuck?!" I turned around fast and saw Adam staring at my mother like he didn't know where he was. He looked around and saw me looking at him mad as hell. Adam got out of bed since he could tell I was angry at him. I shoved him in the bathroom and shut the door. I couldn't believe that Adam would be so immature and use profanity around my own mother! That is so rude and disrespectful. I told all of that and more to him to his face. He yelled back and said it has been a stressful week for him and I didn't make it any better by screaming at him and my mother lying next to him in the very bed we have sex in. I told him that cursing around my mother was not necessary even if he was stressed out. We agreed to just shut up since Mom was here and talk about his week whenever I took home. She left later that night. Then, me and Adam chilled out and talked. He said that a lot was on his mind and he didn't really have a good night's sleep. He told me he was sorry for what he did and that he didn't do it intentionally. I forgave him since I realized that his job was a pretty stressful place sometimes and he just explained how his job was draining him week after week. Yet, he said he still loved it to death and me too. With that, our little disagreement was put to rest but I'll never ever for get the first time that me and Adam argued.

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