Author: Siren Demented

Characters: Sean O'Haire, Jeff Hardy and Scotty 2 Hotty

Nc17

Content: Language, Sex (M/F), Rape, Violence

Disclaimer: I do not own or know any of the wrestlers in this story. The WWE owns all of the wrestlers except Jeff Hardy. Jeff Owns himself now. I own Kristen, Hannah and Icy.

"Sean? Sean, is that you? Come on, this isn't funny! Sean?"

Clicking Of Shoes

"Sean is that you? You scared me half to de...No...no... it can be. Sean help me!"

"No one can help you now, you're all mine! HHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

- Hotel Room-

"AAAHHHH! NO! NO! AHHH!"

"Kristen! Wake up!" Sean O'Haire said to his girlfriend, holding her.

"What?" Kristen said, trying to catch her breath.

"Sean, I'm sorry I woke you." she said, kissing him on the cheek.

"It's ok, are you alright?"

"I'll live, just a bad dream. That's all." Kristen said.

"Alright, I love you Kristen."

"I love you too, Sean."

Soon Sean drifted back to sleep, but Kristen couldn't sleep. Not after seeing his face haunting her dreams once again. Sleepless night after sleepless night, seeing the one who hurt her so much. The one who everyone loved, but never saw for what he really was. No one except her. She saw his dark side. But Sean saved her from all that. He vowed to protect her. Now she wasn't so sure he could anymore. Kristen got up and went into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and got in. She started to reflect...

-2 Years Earlier-

"Raw is coming to you live from Madison Square Garden in New York City! Tickets go on sale this Saturday. Special autograph session featuring Jeff Hardy, Scotty 2 Hotty and more! Starts at 10:00 am, be there!" the announcement blared from a t.v set in a small Manhattan diner.

"Kristen, Did you hear that!" a young red haired woman asked.

"Yes, Hannah. I did." Kristen responded.

"WE HAVE TO GO!" Hannah yelled, making an old couple, the only costumers left in the place, look at her like she was crazy.

"I don't know, we worked late tonight. I really don't feel like getting up at 6 in the morning to get an autograph." Kristen said, placing a dish in the sink.

"You LOVE Jeff hardy and I want to see (drawled her words) Scotty 2 Hotty."

"I don't know..."

"Please?" Hannah begged, giving Kristen a puppy dog look. She couldn't resist.

"Oh alright." Kristen said, giving in.

"Cool!" Hannah yelled, drying off the last of the dishes. Kristen and Hannah locked up the diner at 1am, then went their separate ways. Kristen headed toward her apartment a few streets away.

Shoes Clicking

Kristen heard someone walking behind her, she walked a little faster. The person picked up speed. Kristen began to run, the person did as well. Kristen got to her door.

"Oh fuck." she said as she moved her hands around in her bag, trying to find her keys. "Where are they!" she yelled, her heart beating a mile a minute. A second later, she felt a hand come down on her shoulder. "I'm dead." she thought.

"Excuse me Miss, you dropped your keys back at the diner." a older man with a deep voice said, out of breath. "I'm sorry I scared you. By the way, my name is Sean." the man held out his hand. Kristen shook it, then checked the him out. He was about 6'6'. His hair was dark, long and all over his head. He had green eyes. He wore a black Armani suit, a red tie and black shoes. He was the total opposite of Kristen. Who was only 5'6''. Her hair was braided, colored black and blue. Neatly pulled into two ponytails. Her eyes were shiny dark brown. She wore a black Cannibal Corpse baby doll T-shirt. Kikwear brand black and blue pants and black vans sneakers.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little edgy. Not enough sleep. Thank you for returning my keys. Would you like to come in? For coffee I mean." Kristen asked, blushing a little.

"I would love to, my lovely lady. But I must retire to my bed. I have something important to do in the morning. But you have a beautiful night, Kristen." Sean said, looking at her name tag. He then turned on his heels and walked away.

"You too, Sean." she called after him. Then turned around and let herself in. Once inside, she fell on the bed and closed her eyes.

-The Next Morning- Alarm Clock- 6: am-

"Wake up New York! Howard Stern is coming up next on 92.3 K-Rock!" Kristen's alarm blared. "Ooh." Kristen groaned. "Oh god, I fell asleep in my clothes. 6:am? Oh shit! I gotta get ready. Hannah will be here any..."

-Knock, Knock-

"Too late..." Kristen walked over to the door and opened it.

"Hey! You ready!" Hannah yelled, jumping up and down. Another case of too much coffee.

"Of course not, it's 6 in the morning. I'm going into the bathroom now." Kristen moaned as she walked into the bathroom. Kristen loved Hannah like a sister, but she could be a little much sometimes. Especially in the morning.

-1 Hour Later-

Kristen emerged from the bathroom looking refreshed. Her hair was loose and falling into her face. She had on a black Pearl Jam baby doll T-shirt. (She has a thing for baby doll T-shirts) Black and blood red Kikwear "come just below the knee" shorts. A black Rhinestone belt and black converses. She looked like her normal self, just more awake. Hannah on the other hand, went the "Let me show you my body so you can give me your hotel room key" look. She had on a very low cut white tank top. Which would drive any guy crazy because she had large breasts. She wore very tight low cut blue bell bottom jeans and black clunky shoes. Her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, with a few strands hanging across her face.

"You ready to go?" Hannah asked, more calm now.

"Yea, just about." Kristen said as she sprayed herself with a few hits of her Escape perfume.

"Ok." Kristen and Hannah exited the apartment and got into Hannah's car. Hannah turned on her car and they headed off for M.S.G.

-At M.S.G-

"Ok everyone, go that way." a worker at M.S.G told everyone who wanted to get some autographs.

"I can't believe we got the last two ringside seats. So close!" Hannah yelled. She had a cup of coffee while on the ticket line. Kristen and Hannah moved over to the autograph line. Kristen looked around and there he was. In all his colorful glory. Jeff Hardy. Hannah was right, Kristen did LOVE Jeff. He inspired her so much. And of course she thought he was hot, but she could never have a chance with him. Or so she thought.

"Sean!" a young girl yelled from somewhere in the front of the line.

"Sean?" Kristen looked to the right of Jeff and sure enough, there was Sean.

"It's him." Kristen said remembering the night before. Hannah looked at Sean then at Kristen.

"You know him?"

"It's a long story, I'll tell you later." Finally, after what seemed like forever, it was Hannah and Kristen's turn. Hannah walked over to Scotty 2 Hotty. "Hey there Sugar." she drawled, throwing on her southern accent extra deep. Scotty just sat there with his mouth hanging open and his eyes glued to her chest. Typical guy.

"We meet again." Kristen said as she walked past Jeff, completely forgetting about him.

"My lovely lady, did you have a beautiful night?" he asked in a truly sincere tone.

"Yes I did, and you?"

"Yes, but the night could never be as beautiful as you." he cooed.

"Um Sean? Could you please..." A security guard said, trying to get Sean to move the line along.

"Um can you meet me at the Nathan's across the street in about three hours?"

"Yes Sean."

"Good." he said as she moved down the line. She got everyone else to sign their pictures in the WWE 2003 preview magazine. She didn't even pay attention to Jeff, her mind was filled with thoughts of Sean. That pissed Jeff off.

"I'm the fuckin' highlight of this session, not O'Haire!" he thought. A beautiful girl like Kristen should be on his arm. Not O'Haire's. Jeff hated Sean and wasn't about to let him get Kristen. He had a plan...