An: So this is the first chapter to my first story and I hope you guys like it. Each chapter is, somewhat based on songs…So…yeah.

Unlove You by Elise Estrada

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Their relationship didn't start bad; it was just the end result. In the beginning, or early stage, they were the couple that people envied, the relationship that girls wish they had, the couple that their friends wish would get a room when they started to make-out in the middle of the airport.

Then about four months, things changed. They started fighting about every little thing: like the way he was always just sitting around doing nothing, or the way that she would spend more than enough time in the bathroom every morning; to the way that she always popped her gum.

It even got to the point where she was so annoyed that he kept opening doors for her, claiming that he doesn't think she can do things for herself, it ended with a slap to the face. That lead to their friends finally stepping in, pleading with them to just end their relationship; but their conversation always ended with a 'stay out of it', and eventually they did.

They ended their relationship few days after the door incident, but that didn't stop the duo from making each other's lives living hell. They did everything they could to get under the other's skin, to push their buttons.

She would send him text upon text messages, which resulted in him changing his number. He, in retaliation, would send room service to her room at the wee hours of the morning, causing her to stomp down to the front desk and ask for a room change.

It wasn't until they had their last confrontation that they finally decided to put everything behind them.

"Mature," Jeff stormed up to her, "Real mature."

"Who, me?" She smirked, "I don't have the slightest idea what you're talking about."

After taking out his cell phone and tossing it to the women, her smirk grew, "I thought I was doing you a favor, I mean I thought you were into her."

"Please," He rolled his eyes, "You know that I can't stand her. She's the last person I want to spend my night with." He paused and looked at that smirk, "No, you're the last person I would like to spend my night with."

"Then why are you still here?" She was good, and they both knew it. She was the only one who knew exactly what to say and do to make him tick, "Leave."

"You think you're so smart, doing everything you can to annoy the living shit out of me-"

"Well it seems to be working doesn't it?" She cut him off, crossing her arms; smirk never leaving her face.

"The smartest decision you ever mad, was slapping me. Because that finally woke up me and made me realize that I was dating someone like you." Jeff growled.

"Don't make me laugh," She stepped forward, "The best decision I made was letting you walk out that door."

The two stared at each other, during the past couple of months, they didn't really talk. Other than the swear words they seem to always casting to each other.

"You know what," He stepped back, not allowing her to see him mad, "This is getting really tiring."

"Yeah, I guess so," She looked away, agreeing on something for a change.

"So here's what we're going to do," He looked her straight in the eye, "You're going to forget about me, you're going to forget everything we've been through. We pretend the other doesn't even exist. Deal?"

She looked into the eyes of the man she once loved; she could remember the time where they were happy, where he would look at her with such a soft gaze. "I'm sorry, do I know you?" She smirked, as he watched the man that was her everything roll his eyes and finally walk away from her.

A few weeks after, they did just that. When they would see each other in the hall way, they just kept walking, without even a glance. When they hung out with their friends, which were often, they'd totally ignore the other.

At first, their friends thought it was a bad idea, and was a little awkward at first; but as time went on they realized it was the best thing for them. They'd rather have the two not talk at all, then to have them bickering, and yelling at each other.

"What's going on?" He asked when he saw the girls run past him.

No one answered; no one even looked at him. But he knew that something was wrong. He looked around, and noticed that someone was missing. She was missing.

"Kelly got a call," Chris was the one who spoke up, "There was an accident."

He felt his stomach drop, this couldn't be happening. "She forgot something at the hotel, so she went back-"

Hearing that she was in the car, he couldn't believe it. Looking at his friends, he's mind went on auto pilot, she needed him; and he was going to be there.

When he got there, the girls were all crowed around in the waiting room. Going up to her best friend, he wanted answers; but all he got was a shrug.

"I don't know," Kelly replied, "They won't tell us anything."

A few hours, countless cups of coffee, and a few cursing at nurses later, a doctor came out asking for family. Everyone stood up, and waited. The doctor shook his head, saying that he can only give away information to family. So Jeff lied, he said that he was her husband.

The doctor went on listing her multiple injuries, and with every one he felt himself getting lightheaded.

"Can I see her?" He asked.

Following the doctor down the white hall way, they stopped by a door. The man in white said that she was connected to a lot of machines, and he shouldn't be too concern.

Walking into the room, he couldn't get himself to look at the body in the bed. Instead he looked around the white room, smiling because he knew that when she woke up that would be the first thing she'd complain about.

Taking a deep breath in, he heard a knock on the door, and entered the best friend. She took one look at the Diva lying on the bed, and choked out a sob. Finally taking a look at the women he spent so much time with, his heart broke.

She was just laying there, eyes closed, with tubes everywhere, along with cuts. Standing besides the crying women, he shook his head. This cannot be happening; the women sleeping cannot be the same women. Because if it were, she'd be awake and laughing, or thinking of a way to piss him off. She was the strongest of the group; this wasn't supposed to happen to her.

Two people stayed back, when Raw left the city; Kelly and himself, along with her parents. He couldn't leave, especially with the way he last spoke with her. It's been a week, two tops, since they got that call. And still, the girl they all loved hadn't woken up.

Beep. Beep. Beep. He's been hearing nothing but the beeping coming from the little machine across from him, and he was starting to get irritated.

"I'm going to get some coffee," He told the blonde, who nodded.

Kelly didn't take her eyes off her best friend but he heard her sighed, bringing her hand up she brushed a strand of hair out of her best friend's face, "Don't be gone too long."

Jeff nodded, and closed the door behind him. Greeting the nurse he seen everyday since he got there, he made his way to the cafeteria. Watching his feet as he walked, he followed the orange line on the ground.

"How is she?" Her father asked, "Did she wake up?"

"No," Jeff shook his head, "Not yet."

"She'll be fine," The elder man spoke, "She's strong."

The younger of the two nodded, and went to get his coffee. It had to be five, ten minutes max when he saw a flustered blonde run in looking around.

"What's going on?" The eldest man asked.

"She's awake." Was all she had to say before Jeff ran out of the cafeteria.

The closer he got to her room, the faster he felt his heart beat. Was she going to be okay? What if she wanted him to leave?

Opening the door to the room he practically lived in the past two weeks, he came to a stop. There were about three nurses crowding around her, with the doctor looking at a chart.

"What's going on?"

No one answered, but when the mother of the Diva saw him, she walked up to him.

"You guys are going to have to leave." A nurse said from behind the two.

Before he could refuse, he felt himself being pushed out of the room.

"What's going on?" He heard the father say.

"We don't know," His wife sobbed into her husband's chest.

Jeff watched as he guided her to a seat, and looked at the blonde who was trying to peak in. Walking over to her, he pulled her away from the door, and into a hug. They never really gotten along since he started to piss her best friend off. But from the look on her face, he knew that she needed someone there for her.

Hours that felt like days passed by until a doctor finally came out and told them what happened. From the look on the doctor's face, Jeff knew that something was wrong. He then went to tell the four, that due to the head trauma that she endured from the accident, there's been some memory lost.

"Can we see her? Can we see my daughter?" The mother asked.

"Of course," The doctor said and led the four back to the room.

"My little girl," She cried when she saw that her daughter was awake.

"Mom," Her voice was quite and raspy, that he almost didn't catch what she said.

"Maria," Kelly breathed and pushed her way to her best friend's bed.

"Hey," Maria spoke, and took her best friend into the best hug she could in the situation, "Hi Daddy."

Maria's dad was the next to hug the tired redhead. Her view then switched to the man standing by the door.

"Kelly," Maria's tired voice asked, "Who's your friend?"

Maria's parents, Kelly, plus the doctor turned their attention to the man who had a flabbergasted look on his face.

"Maria, it's me," Jeff stepped closer to her.

"I'm sorry," Maria pulled a face, "Do I know you?"

Due to the head trauma that she endured from the accident, there's been some memory lost.

You're going to forget about me, you're going to forget everything we've been through. We pretend the other doesn't even exist.

He couldn't believe it, he told her to forget about him. And she did. She forgot about him.

Maria Kanellis forgot all about Jeff Hardy.