Stopping in the middle of the corridor and watching as Phil kept walking forward, Natalya folded her arms up to her chest and sighed loudly. "Can't we talk about this here?"

Now, it was unusual to hear the Canadian talk in such an annoyed tone of voice and she was aware of that. But she was also aware that she couldn't help it because if there was something that took her out of her comfort zone to push her towards annoyance, it was having to deal with an extensive dose of drama so early in the morning.

Unfortunately for her, after everything that happened that morning, her animosity barometer was as high as it has been in ages; after all, drama at any hour of the day would make her mood drop to the floor in an instant so imagine how she was dealing with it in the wee hours of the morning.

Exactly, not so good.

Actually, she was dealing with so bad that she couldn't even stand herself. Her mood was so acrid that she was sure that her pores were emanating a heavy dark smoke that represented her black aura and that everybody who stepped as close as ten feet in her vicinity could take the risk of choking with the fumes.

That was how bad she was having it.

Ah, but she didn't like feeling like that, she was more of a calmed kind of person and it was only in very rare occasions that her temper would get so difficult to deal with and she wished she could be in more control of herself.

But it wasn't as easy as it sounded, breathing in peace and exhaling out anxiety wasn't going to work for her because that morning everything was adding up against her and there was nothing she could do to help it but getting crabby. Lack of sleep mixed up with the Beth drama and what was worse, with the whole situation of Phil using her shamelessly and then making her go with him so he could 'explain it all'.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got and she wasn't finding a way to channel all those feelings.

Right in that moment she was an ill-tempered time bomb and if she didn't try to at least focus on something else other than the situation at hand, she was going to explode.

Turning around and fixing his olive green eyes on hers, Phil tilted his head to the side and pursed his lips. "I would rather talk to you somewhere private."

Rolling her eyes as her lips twisted into a bitter snarl, the Canadian moved her face straight forward until her eyes rested over Phil's green ones. "I want to talk about it here, so go and explain to me why you decided to use me as a pawn to get back at Beth? I want to get this over with."

Shaking his head and taking a step towards her, Phil arched an eyebrow and pushed the inside of his cheek with his tongue. "I never used you for anything, Nat."

Snorting bitterly, Natalya threw her hands up in the air and rolled her eyes. "Right, right… you just decided to get kissy friendly with me out of the blue just because."

"I didn't-" He started to say, running his hand through his hair as he let out a snort of his own. "I didn't decide to get kissy friendly with you, you were the one kissing me first."

"I was drunk! I was drunk and upset because my boyfriend was cheating on me. I told you that, I trusted you enough to tell you that and instead of telling me that my best friend was the one sleeping with Tyson you just bit your tongue and decided to use me instead!"

"Gosh, are you going keep repeating that? I didn't use you. As for Beth, what did you wanted me to say? You wouldn't have believed me if I told you that she and Tyson were seeing each other. You would have assumed that I was talking shit out of bitterness and you wouldn't have believed me. Fuck, you know you would have gone to her to tell her what I said and being the conniving little bitch that she is she would have washed your mind and convince you that I was lying."

Shaking her head, Natalya dropped her arms to her sides and closed her eyes. "You should have told me, Phil. If I didn't believe you then that one was going to be on me, but you should have told me."

True, she couldn't say what she would have done with that information, but he would have done his part in telling her.

Breathing in, Natalya felt as Phil got closer to her and cradled her face in his hands. "Maybe I should have, but I didn't want to be the one telling you that."

Opening her eyes and finding him too close for comfort, Natalya blinked a couple of times before continuing talking. "Since when do you know about them?"

Shrugging but keeping his eyes on hers, Phil breathed in. "Not too long, I always had my suspicions but it wasn't after we broke up that I knew for sure.

"And what about the kisses?" She asked because she wanted to know the reason behind them. "If it wasn't to get back at them, why do it? I mean I kissed you once while drunk, but you were the one kissing me the next time."

"Okay, if you really want to know, I'm going to tell you." He said in a whisper. But instead of continuing talking, he moved his hands to the back of her head and blinked slowly. For a while he just looked at her, his fingers sliding into her hair and moving her face up to his.

For a slight second, Natalya thought he was going to kiss her once again and she bit lightly on her lips, feeling like she wouldn't be able to deny him a kiss if it was what he wanted…

But he didn't kiss her, and when he was going to open his mouth to go on, a voice that they both knew pretty well interrupted him before he could start.

"Natalya."

Great, just great! She said under her breath because the last thing that she needed in that moment was to face Tyson. Sure, it wasn't like she didn't know she was going to face him eventually, but in her mind it was not the right moment to have that encounter.

"Don't even bother Tyson, I don't want to hear it." She said, moving away from Phil and walking past him and towards the elevator.

"Nattie, wait-" Grabbing her by the elbow and stopping her attempt of fleeing the scene, her ex-boyfriend called for her one more time. "We need to talk, please."

Turning around and shooting daggers at him through her eyes, Natalya tensed her jaw and faced him. He had that stupid look on his face he liked to use whenever he needed to convince her about how sorry he was about something; but unfortunately for him, that time it wasn't going to work.

"I don't want to talk to you, not now, not ever." She whispered, hoping that her words would stay between them. She didn't want Phil to listen.

But just in case, she looked behind her shoulder and saw that Phil was still there, standing in the same spot she left him as he watched over the two of them with a somber expression taking over his face.

Turning her back on him, she grinded her teeth and looked back to Tyson. "Let me go, if you don't want me to make a scene here you better take your hands away from me right now." Her words were uttered in a bitter whisper and she closed her eyes as a way of trying to keep her composure.

"I won't, not until you let me explain things to you. Look, whatever you have in your head, it's not what you think… babe, you know I love you more than anything."

Chuckling, Natalya opened her eyes. "You know what? I don't care to hear your explanations, as a matter of fact I don't…"

Before she could finish, Natalya caught out of the corner of her eye someone walking in a fast pace towards them, and when she turned her head to take a better look she laughed out loud. Not in amusement, she was far from feeling amused.

"No, you have to be kidding me."

Tyson looked in the direction she was looking and he must have realized who it was because he became white as a ghost.

"Tyson, I have to show you something…"

"You know, now that we are all here why don't we clarify this, eh?" With that said and forgetting all about Phil, Natalya turned around and before Beth could take another step she got in her face. "Are you sleeping with Tyson or not? Tell me because he says this is not what I think and well, since you confessed that you two were indeed sleeping together I'm confused."

"I'm not sleeping with her…" Tyson said, but he stuttered his words out and Natalya could tell he was nervous.

"Forget it Tyson, the joke is going to be on her now. Did you know she has been cheating on you as well? I took a picture of her and her lover kissing and as we speak, that same picture is all over the wrestling news sites and of course, Twitter."

At those words, Natalya turned back to the woman her boyfriend was cheating with and walked in her direction until she was standing face to face with her. "You did what?"

"You are cheating on me?

Ignoring Tyson and feeling her anger returning to her, Natalya lifted a finger and pushed it into her former best friend's cheek. "What was it that you did?"

"Don't touch me." Apparently, Beth didn't like Natalya touching her face so she shoved her hard enough to make her step back. After being pushed, Natalya opened her mouth in disbelief and chuckled.

It wasn't funny, but it all happened so fast that for a few seconds she just couldn't believe it, but when she finally got to her senses and just when she was about to retaliate, she felt someone grab her around the waist to pull her back.

It was Phil, she knew because she could see Tyson standing in the same spot he has been standing since Beth walked in and because she recognized the faint smell that characterized him.

"Let it go, you know it's not worth it." He mumbled in her ear and Natalya relaxed her tense muscled as her back molded to him. Sure, she still wanted to slap the hell out of Beth but like he said, it wasn't worth it. "Come on, let's get out of here."

Natalya licked her lips, her eyes glued to Beth's. Then she smiled defiantly. "You two are cut for each other, but let's see how long it lasts."

"Good luck with the dirt sheets, they will all be talking about you in a matter of nothing. Come on Tyson, let's get out of here."

Without saying more, Beth grabbed Tyson by the arm and forced him to walk after her. Natalya just watched, feeling the way Phil was holding her to him.

"Give me your phone." She said through clenched teeth.

"Drop it, Nat…"

"No, I want to see if she was telling the truth." She said and after letting her go, Phil took his iPhone out and started to search on the internet.

Natalya saw his face closely as he read, and when he knitted his brows and mumbled an obscenity under his breath, she quickly yanked the phone from his hand and took a look at the small screen.

What she saw made her jaw tense. Phil has gotten into his twitter account and straight to hundreds of RT' that were spanning his mentions; the message: a photo of the two of them at the roof of the hotel, sitting very close and leaning into each other for a kiss.

True, it was a dark picture and they weren't exactly kissing, but their features were clear for anyone to recognize them and it wouldn't take a lot of thinking to know why they were angling their faces close together…

"I'm going to kill her, I swear I'm going to kill her…"

TBC