After that stupid match Truth and Breeze had, Goldust and Fandango stay in the ring and tears ran down Gold's cheeks. Truth watched as his facial expression turned to sorrow as he looked to Breeze who was happy go lucky. He sighed and went backstage....

*Truth's POV*

I sighed and saw Dust cleaning his make up off. I felt really bad too for what happened in the ring. Seeing him so depressed and crying... On live TV... God it hurt my heart... I walked towards him as he continued to wash the make up off with a hot rag. He hadn't noticed me luckily nor did he hear me...

"....Gold, man?" I said and he turned to me.

"What do you want?..." He said turning back around as he got the rag wet again and started cleaning his face again.

"Hey.. I uh... I wanted to apologize... About distracting you.. And all that." I said. He sighed.

"It doesn't matter...." He said and I looked at him confused. "Why should I even care? You don't...." He said starting to leave. I watched him leave with sorrow. Fandango met up with them and they bro hugged and I got a little jealous from that. Gold.... Is... MINE.