(Matt): F*ck!
He continues trying to reach Jeremy, his fingers tapping the screen in a desperate attempt to get through. After the fourth time of trying, he decides to leave a voicemail.
(Matt): Jeremy, you need to know, so you do!
Matt mumbles frantically into the voicemail.
(Matt): Please, call me back as soon as you can! I’m sorry, Jer, so I am! I should’ve known! F*ck!
!His mind races, thinking about his dalliance with Jeremy, the intimate time they had spent in just a short space of time they had been together. They had been so careful and didn’t want to reveal anything until they were both ready. Matt still hadn’t wrapped his head around his own sexuality. Was he bi? Pan? Straight but just insanely attracted to Jeremy? All this was now coming out and he hadn’t had time to process anything; he had just been so caught up in his feelings for Jeremy and the way he made him feel. He looked back-and-forth at his phone it felt like a hundred times. Every second felt like an eternity as he awaits Jeremy's call, his anxiety escalating with each unanswered ring. How would they handle this invasion of their privacy? He had to face the music. There was no point in denying it now, it was out in the open. He couldn’t wait for Jeremy. He went over to his laptop and set it up to record after logging into the HWA website’s employee portal. When the tell-tale light turned red, he clears his throat.
(Matt): Well done, Erica…once again you just can’t help yourself, so you can’t! You poisonous f*cking c*nt, so you are! You may have fooled that attorney of yours but you’re not fooling any of us with your pathetic, warped trip down memory lane! You don’t need help, Erica, people like you don’t deserve help, they deserve nothing but unbridled, unparalleled retribution. You took an extremely personal piece of Jeremy and decided to use it for your own twisted means, so you did. He did nothing to hurt or harm you! And here you are again, playing with people’s lives like you’re playing with toys and moving on to the next game when you’re done!
Matt tries to keep his composure but his blood is boiling, his face like thunder.
(Matt): Yes, everyone, Jeremy Branson and I are seeing each other, so we are. No doubt whatever footage was recorded will end up online and go viral so I’m cutting the head off the snake here and now. Jeremy and I had no intention of anyone finding out this way and regardless of us being recorded together on the Academy’s security footage, what we do in our own personal lives is our f*cking business, so it is! Butch, Wisdom, I’m sorry I violated any trust you put in me as a trainer and I’m sorry for any bad publicity this causes, so I am; Lord knows you both have enough on your plates without me adding to your woes.
He stops for a moment, trying to stop the tears welling at the back of his eyes from spilling out.
(Matt): Maniac… this is on you! Deny it all you want but you’ve wriggled yourself into Erica’s psyche. Before you came along, there’s no way she would’ve ended the way she has! You better pray Sean goes easy on you come Havoc because all this emotion, all this hate, all this anger? You’re getting it and then some come Helloween Harvest. No matter what happens, this ends between those barbed wire ropes we’re going to step between again. Bring every f*cking personality you like, bring Dream Master, bring Antonio, get the whole gang together for all I care. I’m putting you down!
Matt ends the feed as he continues to frantically get in touch with Jeremy as the scene fades to black.
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