"God Forgives, Gastin's Don't."

Those questions that Fredrik had asked earlier were still bothering Clyde quite a bit. For Fredrik to even ask if Clyde really cared about Cecilia or was just using her was downright insulting and Clyde really wanted to knocked him out at that point. But Clyde held back. For Cecilia's sake, Clyde could not strike Fredrik.

Hearing Fredrik talk on, Clyde would nod his head in confirmation that he knew Cecilia did a lot for her friends and she did. But later Fredrik went on state his expectations of what was going to happen with Clyde, his debt and Cecilia. Fredrik had the audacity to claim that Clyde was going to use Cecilia for her money and pay off his debt rather than pay for it on his own like he promised to do. Hearing that was the worst thing, it made Clyde clinch his fists and begin to grit down on his teeth as he glared at the young man who acted like he knew what Clyde was going to do. Acting like he knew the exact type of person who Clyde Gastin was.

Anger was stirring up in the Texan and tensions were rising only higher as Fredrik went on to say that if Clyde hurt Cecilia, he would break the Texan. That statement got Clyde going pretty quickly as he could not ever imagine doing anything to hurt Cecilia at all and to be threatened like he ever would was downright insulting. Fredrik then claimed that neither Clyde or Heather had not shown a single sign of being a good friend towards Cecilia at all before stating that if he really wanted to be Cecilia's friend he would stop being selfish. Hearing all that, Clyde's expression of anger faded as he drooped his head down and looked away for a moment, knowing that much of what Fredrik stated about he hadn't shown any signs of being a good friend to Cecilia at all. Clyde knew all he ever did was take what Cecilia gave him, with the exception of the money she offered towards his hospital bill. Clyde knew he had always been selfish, but to accuse Heather of all that was crossing the line.

"If you are Cecilia's friend, then act like it." Those words rang over and over in Clyde's head as he glared at Fredrik who was just about to leave the ring at that point before Fredrik turned around and asked one final question, which was to give 3 things that He and Heather had done for Cecilia. Clyde then closed his eyes and let out a bitter a sigh. He felt like shit at this point because he knew Fredrik was right and that he had never really done anything at all for Cecilia, it made Clyde feel like a selfish asshole who took advantage of his friend. But for Fredrik to come out her talking like he knew the exact type person Clyde was and talk about Heather in a negative way like he her was something Clyde didn't want Fredrik getting away with at all. Clyde was fed up. Angry at Fredrik. Angry at himself.

"You think you know everything, don't you?" Thought Clyde to himself as he gave Fredrik a cold, hateful look before he dropped his mic without a single word spoken. Charging forth with his right hand raised behind him to close in that short distance between himself and Fredrik before unleashing a fierce, anger driven, straight right punch, aimed directly at Fredrik's face as he stood in front of the ropes. With all his anger and frustration behind the punch, Clyde sought to smash his fist directly into Fredrik's face and send him right over the ropes and onto the floor below.

"Sorry Goldilocks... Your Brother is right... I am Selfish... I Ain't a Good Friend..."

Fredrik really was just thinking about Cecilia in all this, maybe he had gotten a bit pissed at Clyde, the way he acted like a good friend towards Cecilia and thought of himself as the good guy in ever situation it seemed, to Fredrik all that Clyde was was a bad guy. There is not a single bad person that does bad things for the sake of being bad. There is always a reason for all actions, and Fredrik really just saw Clyde as someone who thought of himself as good but did bad things.

He really just couldn't stand that no matter what Clyde was rather adamant about him being a good friend but then wanted to do nothing to show it or do anything to change his opinion or even try to just back off in his actions. It was something that was beyond Fredrik and he wasn't sure why he had even decided to bother with this at all. Maybe he should have just left it all alone and walk on out of here and not think anything off it.

But it was too late and he had said what he said, perhaps that was fore the best as well, it didn't seem like anything would change or fix Clyde so it didn't matter at all, and instead of getting Clyde to do something that was out of character for him and just take it and walk away, try and show Fredrik was wrong, he did what Fredrik had thought that Clyde would do. The Texan came charging at Fredrik and smacked him straight at his cheek with his fist. Fredrik fell back over the ropes, but by luck and a tiny bit of readiness he managed to land on his feet outside, he held his cheek in pain as he looked up into the ring at Clyde.

For a few seconds her did nothing, before he just shook his head and began to back away slowly. " As to be expected, Fine. I accept your match request ! " Fredrik said as he looked on at Clyde for a second and then turned to walk up the ramp.

After punching Fredrik out of the ring, an enormous wave of boos from the crowd's many angry female fans would quickly engulf the arena as they voiced their anger and displeasure at seeing their favorite being struck in the face by Clyde, who would otherwise ignore the hate they voiced for him at this point but would instead keep his attention fixated on Fredrik as he accepted the match request. But Clyde could only frown and let out a sigh as a result when he heard Fredrik's words before he began making his way up the entrance ramp. It didn't feel too great hitting Fredrik like that just because he couldn't stop thinking about how Cecilia felt towards his actions.

As Fredrik began walking up the entrance ramp, Clyde would pick the mic that he had dropped earlier and speak through it before Fredrik left. "There ain't gon' be no match..." He would say bluntly and a another loud wave of boos would follow in response, not just from the women who liked Fredrik, but from everyone who was looking forward to a match and confrontation between the two before Clyde ended it.

"I hit you 'cause you talked shit about Me and Heather like you know us but you don't know a damn thing and sure as hell ain't gon' you disrespect us like that." Muttered the Texan bitterly. "But now I've broken my promise to Cecilia... Guess that's to be expected though... I never really was good at being anyone's friend to be honest... But for Cecilia's sake I'm going to end it right here. We're done, Northman. Go home." Clyde would say before dropping the mic and turning his back to Fredrik, going through the ring ropes and walking opposite of the entrance stage while the crowed began to boo The Texan heavily for backing out, beginning to throw plastic cups filled with soda and bags of popcorn at the blonde as he hid under his hat while walking out, going over the ring barricade to walk into the stands as they threw food and drink at him as he headed towards the exit and contemplated whether or not it would be a good idea to go see Cecilia right now.