Note: I do not own Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy, or any other WWE Superstar mentioned in this story. I do, however, own Maeve Yelena, Aiden Johnsons, and Quince Kelden. Please do not use them in any other story with out my permission.
"Matt, where are we going?"
Matt looked over at his younger brother and shook his head.
"Just go back to sleep Nero."
Jeff rolled his eyes and glanced out the car window. They had long since left the familiar hills of Cameron. Jeff looked over at his brother again. His brown eyes were focused steadily on the road and he occasionally glanced up to look at Dianna in the back seat.
"Don't you think you're being a little paranoid?" Matt growled.
"Look Jeff, Venice told me to get us to an out of the way place so that's what I'm doing okay? He didn't want us to go home."
"Well why did we have to leave in the middle of the fucking night?"
He asked louder, a little angered he had been woken up in the middle of a for once pleasant dream.
"Shush. She's asleep."
Dianna moaned in the back seat and pulled the blanket up farther over her shoulders. He red hair fell down over those shoulders and her pale skin reflected the moon light. She wasn't attractive to Jeff, but that's probably why she wasn't his girlfriend.
"Fine, but we'll talk about this later, Drama King."
He told his driving brother. Matt huffed and Jeff sat back. Slowly his eyes grew heavier and he could feel the darkness over taking him.
"No Mattie, no one's going to shoot you." J
eff heard. He moaned quietly, rubbing his eyes.
"I know Maeve, but I'm still a little concerned."
"There's nothing to be concerned about Mattie. Just go to bed." "
Maeve…"
"Mattie, get some rest okay? You need some sleep. Where in the middle of now where and I won't let any one get you. Besides, you're a wrestler. You should be able to defend yourself!"
She laughed. Jeff could barely see them; the door was open only a tiny bit. He couldn't tell where he was. It was all unfamiliar, the bed, the walls. Glancing over he saw Dianna in another bed next to his.
"I know, but it really doesn't matter who many time I can give the guy a twist of fate if he's got a gun to my head does it? Or what about Dianna?"
"Mattie! Go to sleep okay! I won't let any crazy people get you guys."
Jeff heard him sigh. He knew his brother could be stubborn.
"Fine, but if I die I'll kill you."
She laughed.
"Got to bed!"
"Fine, fine I'm going."
The door opened wide and Jeff watched his brother sneak silently through. His brown hair was pulled back into a hair tie.
"Matt, what's up?"
"Nothin Nero, go back to sleep."
"I'm sick of hearing that." he mumbled turning over to face a window. The curtains where open and he could see the moon in the sky.
He woke up the next morning a bit disoriented. The room was dark and he was surprisedwhen he looked over and the curtains where shut. Looking over he saw Matt and Dianna asleep. He sat up.
"Don't beat him up you moron! You know he's my favorite."
"I don't care!"
"Go beat Matt up, let Jeff tag out…butt head! You just had to make him bleed didn't you?"
Laughter filled the room.
"No…if you fight Jeff Hardy one more time I will cut your head…Aiden! You're such an asshole!"
Jeff scrunched his eyebrows. What the hell where they talking about? No one was beating him up…at the moment.
"Thank God Shannon isn't here."
He mumbled standing up. He was in the same clothes he had been in yesterday. His feet touched hard wood floor and he quietly walked out the door, trying not to wake his brother and his girlfriend. He silently shut the door behind him and looked around. He was in a hall, a bright one at that. The walls where a warm yellow, the hard wood floor a deep cherry wood, and the trim also dark wood. A few windows lined the wall, most of them open, and the curtains flowed in the breeze. A chase lounge chair was against it also with a small table next to it, a vase of daises and black eyed Suzan's on it. He rubbed his eyes then yawned.
"You're up!"
He jumped and looked over. Was he dead? He had to be. Someone like the woman in front of him had to be an angel and this house, though he didn't much like yellow, was like a paradise. Her short brown hair was side swept and a little choppy. She was around 5' 6'' maybe 5' 8''. She had tanned skin and a pair of large deep brown eyes. Her bottom lip was pierced on the right side. Her right ear had a gage in it with a piercing up in the cartilage. Her left one had three piercing. Her right arm was a sleeved tribal design but the left was bare, a single cross on her wrist. She was bare foot, a pair of black faded jeans and a white wife beater.
"Um, yeah. Where am I?"
She laughed. "You sound drunk. You're at my estate in Only, Tennessee. I don't know why Mattie wouldn't tell you." She shrugged."Anyway, come on. Let's get you some thing to eat. I'm sure you're hungry."
She turned around and started walking. He hadn't budged. She stopped and looked back at him.
"Well come on! I'm here to protect you, not to hurt you." He seemed hesitant, but followed. "So what do you want for lunch?"
"Lunch?" He asked.
She laughed and they turned a corner to be greeted by a very large loft with a humongous stairs. Cream carpet started. A large flat screen TV hung on the wall directly in front of him. A large L couch was there also against the banister and to the right there was a large pool table. He could see the entrance to another hallway. He couldn't help but noticed the large amount of windows in the house. Two guys occupied the room. An older and a younger. The older stood with a Wii remote in his hand and Jeff realized he was playing Smackdown! vs. RAW. The guy was The Great Kahli and was beating the hell out of a video game version of him.
"Dude, that's rude." The guy turned around and gapped.
"Holy shit! Maeve why didn't you tell me you had a WWE superstar in your house." Maeve, apparently, had already reached the stairs and looked back.
"No I didn't but I don't have one." The younger waved his arms around.
"Um Hello!"
"I have two." She finished.
"Come on Jeff; let's leave these losers to there Wii." Jeff smiled and nodded.
The stairs led into the foyer.
"You're house is humongous." Jeff commented as they walked through the large dining room. She shrugged.
"I have the right. I've worked very hard for it."
"Doing what?" She looked back.
"If I told you I'd have to kill you."
Jeff at a bowl of cereal while he watched Maeve walk around the kitchen doing random things. She opened a cupboard and reached in.
"What are ya doing?" She sighed and turned to him.
"I'm looking for my favorite coffee mug, but I can't seem to find it anywhere."
Jeff maybe an o with his mouth and continued to watch her. She huffed and turned around.
"Do you like music?"
Jeff raised an eyebrow and she laughed.
"Well I mean like most music. Because I listen to like everything." He shrugged.
"Doesn't matter as long as it's not-"
"Brittney Spears?" She laughed.
"I was going to say Christina Aguilera but that works."
She laughed smiling. He smiled back and she nodded.
"Got it. None of Brittney or Christina."
She picked up a remote and pressed a few buttons. Jeff didn't recognize the song, but the beat was nice. She started humming then she squealed. Jeff flinched.
"Oh uh sorry…I just found it." She laughed lightly holding up a large odd shaped coffee mug.
"Wow that's a cool mug." Jeff said leaning forward, even though he didn't like coffee.
"Thanks! I made it myself." She said gleaming down at the black mug with neon splashes of different colored paints across it. She set it down and walked to the fridge.
"I know this is you house but the coffee machine is over there." He said pointing with the spoon. She opened the door and pulled out a large bottle of Sobe Nirvana.
"Oh I know, but I don't like regular coffee. That's just there for Aiden and Emmet." He smiled to himself and looked down. She was artistic and a dis-liker of coffee. How coincidental.
"So would you be so kind as to explain to me why I'm here?" He didn't intend to be sarcastic. She smiled.
"Well Mattie-"
"Mattie?"
"Oh Matt, I've known him for a long time."
"Since when?" He asked purely curious.
"High school actually. At any rate there have been a few…death threats upon your lives lately. Vince is a little concerned about your guy's safety so he called Matt last night."
Jeff was little confused. "We've had death threats before. Why are these ones different?"
"Well," She paused and turned around. Her fluid movements where unexpectedly graceful for something as simple as turning around. She took a small drink from her mug and sighed. "Apparently they had some…uncanny information about your home and a few…more than sufficient tools to…take you out." Jeff's face flashed.
"Sorry, that was about as light as I could think of putting it." She shrugged apologetically.
He swallowed the last bite of his cereal and stood to put it in the sink. She moved so he could do so, but when his arm brushed hers it sent electricity through his veins.
Okay, so that's the first chapter of my first story. How did you like it? Huh? Huh? Was it good? Lol sorry. I'm a little excited.
Kitty
