She felt a little funny about being in the hotel room this early, and while Chris Jericho still slept like a baby in the bed.  But Nora had insisted she come on over, and she was never one to argue with her petite brunette friend.

They'd been speaking in hushed tones for the past half-hour, although Amy had wept a bit, somewhat noisily, earlier on.  Somehow, the blond man had managed to stay asleep the entire time.  On the other hand, Nora had reassured her that her boyfriend could sleep through a war.

Amy ran both hands through her long red hair and sighed dejectedly.  "I'm telling you, Nora...I don't know what I'm going to do about Kurt..."

The brunette reached over the table to give her friend's hand a gentle squeeze.  "What you have to do is give it a lot of good, long hard thought...You'll know the answer when it comes to you," she said softly.

The redhead met Nora's sympathetic blue eyes and nodded.  She knew the other woman was right.  Besides, what about the thoughts that had been nagging at her as of late, not to mention something she'd realized only half an hour earlier?

"How did you sleep last night?" Nora asked, suddenly bringing Amy out of her train of thought.  "Okay, at least...I hope?"

The redhead nodded.  "Surprisingly better than I would have expected," she replied, her hazel eyes downcast.  "Though I did cry myself to sleep..."

"Aww..."  The small brunette winced for her friend, sympathy washing over her.  She thought it was absolutely terrible that Amy and Kurt's relationship had taken a turn for the worse - and after they'd been so happy for the longest time.  She couldn't help but hope nothing like that would ever happen to her and Chris.  They'd been together for only eight months or so, and everything was great so far.

"Can I...make a confession to you, Nora?"

"What?  Yes, of course, Amy..." the brunette diva said, roused from her reverie.

"I didn't spend the night in my hotel room last night," the redhead admitted as she twisted her hands nervous in her lap.  "I know I failed to tell you this before, but..."

Nora tilted her head to one side, regarding her friend with concern.  It couldn't be possible - Amy wasn't the kind of girl who would...

"Where were you then?" she asked, more than curious by now.

Amy raised her head to gaze into her good friend's face again.  "Last night, I was so upset after Kurt went out," she admitted.  "In fact, I was so upset I couldn't stay in our room all night - so I left.  I didn't really have anywhere in mind to go - but I ran into Adam in the hallway..."

Nora arched an eyebrow at the other diva's words.  "Okay...So, what you're saying is...?"

"I stayed in his room last night...I...I couldn't be alone," the upset woman explained.

The brunette blinked as she eyed Amy.  Nah, she knew nothing had happened between the two the previous night - Adam and the redhead were such good friends, and the Canadian man definitely had too much respect for Amy than to take advantage of her when she was so vulnerable.  Didn't he?

"He was a sympathetic ear," Amy continued, her gaze drawn to the tabletop once again.  "Also a good shoulder to cry on..."  She looked up and met the other woman's blue eyes, which were still filled with concern.  "To be honest, I don't know what I might have done if I hadn't run into him," the redhead admitted with a slight shrug of her shoulders.  She meant it.  She'd been so horribly upset, she had no idea of what she may have been capable.

"Oh, Amy..." Nora said, again reaching across the table for her friend's hand.  "You know you can call me any time - me and Chris...You know that, right?"

The other diva nodded, a slightly sad smile on her lips.

"Yeah...Thanks...Nora, I..."  Amy paused as she faltered on exactly what she wanted to tell her friend and fellow WWE diva.  It was one thing thinking such things, but verbalizing them to another person - or even herself - was a whole other thing.  It made reality that much more real.

"What, sweetie?  What is it?"

"I...I'm seriously considering leaving Kurt," the redhead blurted.  "I can't...I don't know how much more of this I can take with him.  Things have been worse than ever..."

A tear slowly trickled its way down her right cheek.