A/N: Hey guys! For those of you who don't know me I am "SpawnofMe" and I am a huge JEFF/TRISH fan! I am the author of the fanfic Live For The Moment and now I have began to write my second fanfic which is yet another JEFF/TRISH fanfic called: Into The Woods. How could you not love these two? I only wished that their storyline had continued in the WWE but I guess that is why fanfics exist, to continue their storyline! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fanfic as much as you do with Live For The Moment. It is once again set in an Altermative Universe following a group of college students on their vacation into the woods. I hope you all enjoy the first chapter. Please like, follow and review if you enjoy this story and let me know what you think of the first chapter and whether you would like this story to continue! As always, Happy Reading! =)

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters featured in this story. Any characters or personnel featured in this story belong solely to themselves and the WWE.

Chapter One

"I promise Trish it will be so much fun." Her red haired bestie assured over the phone.

"I don't know Amy, camping is not really my kind of thing." Trish replied.

"Look, I don't know why we're throwing the word camping around. It's not like we're going to be sleeping in a tent. Matt and Adam have organized a big luxurious cabin for everyone to sleep in. It's more luxurious camping than anything. Think of it as glamping in the woods."

"Glamping? Really Amy?"

"Yes glamping. Glamorous camping." Amy let out a big sigh. "Come on Trish. Please. I need my bestie there with me. Our whole group is going and it just won't be the same without you. Besides, we all miss you."

"I don't know Amy, I have a lot on my plate at the moment and –"

"Lies!" Amy shouted cutting Trish off. "It's spring break, you have nothing on your plate, you're just making up excuses because you know that Jay is going to be there. Look, I'm sorry that things didn't work out between you two, but that's the way the cookie crumbles okay. It's in the past, he's moved on, now it's your turn to move on. It's unfortunate that we're all part of the same group, but you just have to let it go Trish. He's a cheating scumbag and he always will be, but he is Adam's brother and Adam is your best friend. Are you really going to let Adam down again by not coming along?"

Trish went silent as she let her best friend's words sink in. It had been two months since Trish found out that her boyfriend of six months had cheated on her and it really hit her hard. She tried to avoid all group gatherings as much as possible so she didn't have to be in the same room as Jason. She missed her friends dearly and she knew they missed her. Shutting them out was her attempt at avoiding all the questions, all the interrogations and all the "you're so much better off without him" comments. She was tired of missing out on all the fun that her friends were having without her, she had already missed out on so much. But was she strong enough to be in the same room as him? There was only one way to find out.

She let out a sigh. "Okay Ames. I'm in. Just send me the dets."

"Oh my God! I am so excited! You won't regret it Trish, I promise!"

"Don't make promises you can't keep Ames."

"Shush you! Texting you the details right away! I'll even come and pick you up! I am beyond excited you don't even know."

A smile crept on Trish's face at the sound of her bestie's genuine excitement. A part of her was actually hopeful and excited for the trip, but there was still a big part of her that wasn't looking forward to seeing his face again.

• • • • •

It was a stormy afternoon as Trish fiddled for her keys to her apartment. Dropping her bags on her kitchen counter, she walked into her bathroom to fetch a towel to dry herself off. Walking back into her kitchen, the blinking light on her answering machine caught her attention. She thought it probably was Jason letting her know he had forgotten his key to their apartment again and was at the gym just around the corner. As she was about to press play on the machine, she heard her front door open and close. Peering suspiciously around the corner, Trish's eyes met the familiar blue gaze that belonged to her boyfriend of six months.

"Honey I'm home!" Jason joked as he wrapped his arms around Trish's waist, pulling her close to him. "Did you miss me?"

"More than you know!" Trish replied as his lips met hers for a passionate kiss. "You skipped class again today. Where were you?" She asked as she turned to unpack her bags.

"Uh…you know…just hanging with some of the boys. Class is overrated. Can't wait for spring break!" Jason answered as he wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's waist once again, planting small kisses on her neck, distracting her from completing her task at hand.

"Jay, you're going to have to start taking classes seriously if you want to ever graduate." She smiled as she tilted her neck to one side allowing Jason greater access to plant some more kisses.

"Don't sweat it babe, there's plenty of time before we graduate." Jason mumbled in between kisses as his hands started to explore every seductive curve of Trish's body causing Trish to giggle.

"Can you at least help me unpack some of these groceries so I can make us something to eat for dinner." She giggled as she reached over to hit the play button on the answering machine.

"Hey Jay." Came an unfamiliar female voice on the machine which caused Trish to stop and pause. "I tried your cell but you weren't answering and I know you didn't want me to contact you on this number unless it was an emergency but I think missing you is a real emergency. I can't stop thinking about you and especially can't stop thinking about what we did in the library earlier today. You are a man of many talents but what you can do with your tongue is absolutely orgasmic! I just can't wait to…."

The message was cut off as Jason lunged forward to hit the stop button. "Wow…they must have the wrong Jay, but it sounds like whoever this is had an amazing day today." Jason nervously laughed off. He turned to Trish who stood there with her arms folded across her chest and a very stern look on her face.

"Who was that Jason?" She coldly asked.

"I have no idea. I told you it must be the wrong number. Do you realize how many Jays there are in this country!" Jason replied as he started to unload the bags, refusing to make eye contact with Trish.

"Jason! Tell me the truth!" Trish said raising her voice.

"I told you it must be a wrong number. I have no idea who that was."

"You're lying."

"You're being delirious Trish. Don't you trust me? I would never cheat on you." He stopped what he was doing and placed his arms gently on her shoulders. "Why would I ever cheat on you? You're the hottest girl on campus. Would I seriously throw away having the hottest girl in our school by my side? Come on now."

"Is that all I'm good for? Just good to look at?" Trish bit back in a harsh tone.

"What? You're hot. I'm not going to deny that. Seriously Trish. I thought you trusted me…maybe I was wrong."

"What am I supposed to think when a message like that gets left on our machine?"

"Trish I told you. There are a million Jays in this world. They just simply got the wrong number." Jason tried to reassure.

Trish didn't know what to think. Sure there was a good chance that someone may have gotten the wrong number, it wasn't impossible. But the fact that Jason skipped class and was missing for a while today seemed a little coincidental. A seed of doubt was planted in her head but he hadn't given her a reason to doubt him before…maybe this was all just coincidental. He loved her, he told her he did. He wouldn't be with her this long if he didn't…right? She tried to convince herself.

• • • • •

Trish zipped up the last of her bags before bringing it and laying it down near her front door along with her other bags. She thought to herself that she may have overpacked, but what does one bring into the woods anyway?

The sound of tyres pulling up the driveway signalled that her ride was here. There was no going back now. Footsteps approached her front door in a hurried pace followed by the sounds of the doorbell and knocking.

Trish took a deep breath before she slowly opened the door.

"Trisha!" Came a loud yell followed by her red haired bestie lunging over for an embrace, almost knocking Trish to the floor. "I can't believe you're actually coming!"

"Yeah, kind of rethinking my decision right now." Trish replied in a stutter as her oxygen was being cut off by Amy's tight embrace.

"Too late! We're here now, so you have no choice. You're coming!" Amy replied finally letting go of the blonde.

Soon a raven-haired man appeared at the doorstep, leaning against the door frame as he watched the two girls smile and squeal at one another before catching Trish's attention.

"Matthew Moore Hardy, it is good to see you again." Trish smiled as she wrapped her arms around the man who pulled her in for a tight.

"Hey stranger. It is good to see you again. Glad to see you're no longer avoiding us." Matt replied.

"I wasn't avoiding you guys…I was just avoiding…him." Trish's voice trailing off.

"I know. But you could have at least caught up with us on campus. How you managed to avoid us each day I can never understand. You were like a ghost."

"No…I just took some online classes, that's why you never saw me." Trish responded.

"Well I'm glad that you will be joining us for this. I will warn you that Jay is going to be there but you just stay close to us if you feel uncomfortable okay." Matt advised.

Trish let out a big sigh. She had a feeling that he was going to be there, but she was hoping that maybe he would have sit this one out.

"It doesn't matter whether the dirtbag is there or not because I've got your back and we are going to have so much fun! This will be the greatest road trip ever!" Amy chirped with excitement! "Come on let's go because I want to get there before the others do so that we can claim the best rooms!"

Matt and Trish responded with a nod before each grabbing a bag and heading out to the car. As Trish stepped out, she noticed a young man casually leaning against the car. He was tall and athletically built. He wore dark denim ripped jeans which had a chain attached to one side accompanied by a white tank top which emphasised his chiselled arms and a green hoodie tied around at his waist. His hair was an unexpected blue with shades of purple and was tied up in a short ponytail accompanied by a green bandana. But what caught her attention that most was his piercing emerald eyes. They were captivating.

"Trish, this is my younger brother Jeff" Matt introduced as he started to load the bags in the back of the car. "He attends college back home but he's decided to join us for this road trip. He also apparently has forgotten how to be a gentleman." Matt added before hitting his brother across the back of his head.

Jeff who had his headphones in, listening to some Pearl Jam felt the blow on the back of his head before his attention was brought back to the present moment. "Hey man! That hurt." Jeff said rubbing the back of his head as he pushed his headphones from off his ears to around his neck, giving his older brother a puzzled look.

"Can you be a gentleman and help the ladies with the bags please." Matt sternly ordered.

Jeff rolled his eyes before approaching the ladies and helping them with the bags. As he approached Trish his emerald gaze met her hazel eyes.

"Hey. I'm Jeff." His southern drawl becoming evident as he greeted her.

"Hey Jeff. Nice to meet you. I'm Trish." Trish replied with a smile. Jeff shot her a quick smile before grabbing the bag from out of her hands and walked back towards the car, helping Matt to rearrange the other luggage and pack the remaining bags in.

"So that's Matt's younger brother?" Trish whispered to Amy.

"Yep. Sure is." Amy replied as they slowly made their way towards the car.

"They sure don't look like brothers." Trish added.

"No, but they sure act like it." Amy joked. "Jeff is…well…he's unique, but once you get to know him he is a really genuine guy. I think you'll like him." She continued, bumping her hip against the blonde's playfully.

Once all the bags were packed, the group hopped into the car. Matt started the engine as his girlfriend turned up the tunes. Jeff wasn't having any of Amy's music as he placed his earphones back on his ears and turned up Pearl Jam. Trish took a moment to look out the window at her little house. It wasn't much, but it had been her security blanket for the past two months and it was the first time that she was going to venture away from it. She took in a deep breath, gazing out the window not realizing that a pair of emerald eyes were curiously studying her.

-End of Chapter-