A/N- Oh no! My first fic. I hope you guys don't hate it, I'm trying my best!
Disclaimer- I don't own anyone. They all own themselves, or their characters are owned by Vince McMahon and the WWE.
Rating- PG-13
Characters- Shannon Moore, Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy, Kevin Nash and various others have small appearances
Content- slash/male-male themes/self inflicted injury/angst/and brutality
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I'll Be There
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Matt Hardy rolled over in his bed as his phone rang. He sighed and picked it up, before jumping at the loud harsh voice rang out from it. "Where the Hell is he, Matt?"
"What?" Matt asked, "Who is this?"
"This is Kevin and I want to know where the Hell my boyfriend is!"
"What makes you think that I know where he is?"
"Who is it, Matt?" Shane Helms asked, waking up at the sound of Matt's voice.
"It's Kevin. He wants to know-"
"Where the HELL is he, Matt?" Kevin yelled again.
"I don't know. Like I said, what makes you think that I would know where Shannon is?"
"Um, maybe because he obviously likes you and your fucking brother more than ME!" Kevin said, his voice, if possible, getting louder with each word.
"Kevin, look, I don't know where Shannon is, and I don't think that he likes us any more than you. But you can leave my brother out of it."
"He probably knows more about where Shannon is than you do. I wouldn't put it past him to be over there!"
"Listen to me, Kevin. I don't know where Shannon is, or where he could be, I do know that he isn't here, and I don't think that he is at Jeff's cause I am pretty sure that Jeff would have called me."
"I don't care what you think, just give me the damn number to your brothers house."
"Kevin, have you been drinking? Just calm down and try to get some sleep, I'm sure that Shannon had some late work with Vince or Billy or some one to get the next script right."
"Oh, so now you are calling me a drunk and saying that my boyfriend is off screwing some other dude while I don't know!"
"Kevin, that's not what I'm saying. I'm saying that there is a sure chance that Shannon just lost track of time and you need to calm down."
"Give me the damn number to your brothers place so I can get my FUCKER back!" Kevin yelled.
"God Dammit, Kevin! Never let me hear you call Shannon anything like that ever again beca-"
"Because he's probably your little slut, too!"
"No, Kevin."
"I swear to God, Matt Hardy, if I find out that *my* boyfriend was, infact, at *your* house, I will not hesititate to come kick your ass. Give me Jeff's fucking number, so I can get off the fucking phone with you."
"I'm not giving you the number, Kevin."
"Fine." Kevin said angrily, slamming the phone back down.
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Shannon slowly peered into the apartment that he shared with his boyfriend, Kevin. The lights were off and Kevin's breathing was slow and even, so the coast seemed clear. He pulled off his shoes and coat and quietly started to make his way across the room. Suddenly, he gave a suprised shreik as he was jumped on from the side and was pinned to the floor. "You finally decided to come back home, huh, you little fucker?" Kevin growled.
Shannon gasped in suprise and partially from the pain he has recieving by being pinned in that particular position.
"Where the Hell were you dammit!"
"I-"
"Answer me, dammit!"
"I had some stuff to do. I'm sorry!"
"Well what the hell was more important than being here with me? Dammit, we were supposed to go out tonight."
"I'm sorry, Kevin. i had to go help my momma. Daddy wasn't feelin' too well and I got-"
"You think I give a fuck what you had to do? I'm your goddamm boyfriend and you should be here for *me* and not for being a fucking momma's boy who does whatever your momma tells you! It's not my fault your fucking father is retarded."
Shannon's eyes went wide and started to fill with tears, "I can't believe you said that."
"Well guess what, I did."
"Kevin, goddamn it, my father was in a car crash and he got paralyzed!"
Kevin slapped Shannon harshly across the face, "Don't you ever fucking correct me again."
"Don't make fun of my family, Kevin. Just don't. You know it's a touchy sub-"
Kevin smacked Shannon again. He leaned closer to Shannon's face and pronounced every word as a seperate sentance, "I. Don't. Care."
"I'm sorry! I'll never do it again! I'll never correct you again!"
"Damn straight you won't, now stand up and get over here you little fucker."
"Please, Kevin, not again. I promise that I'll call next time. Just don't hurt me. Pl-"
"Shut. Up. Shannon. Get the fuck over here. I don't know if I can ever trust you again."
"Kevin, please! I've gone through enough tonight. Just wait till tomorrow to brutilize me."
Kevin glared at the little blonde. "What the *fuck* did you just say? Did you say brutilize? I don't brutilize you you fucker, I teach you a lesson."
"I-I know, Kevin. I know. I'm sorry, I'll never do it again."
"Damn right you won't, because I am going to teach you a lesson that you will never forget."
Kevin harshly pulled Shannon to his feet and shoved him against the wall. He reared back a fist and shoved it against the delicate flesh of Shannon's lower lip, splitting it instantly. Dark crimson blood seeped from it and Shannon's nose graciously as another punch found itself to Shannon's stomach. Shannon doubled over, but Kevin wouldn't let him fall to his knees and held him into place by his throat. Shannon gasped again, unable to protect himself from the harsh blows he was now recieving.
Finally, when Shannon thought he could take no more, Kevin let up and Shannon collapsed to the floor, trying to catch his breath from the fists assault he had recieved. He could feel the blood running down his face and his eyes could hardly open more than slits. A few minutes later, Kevin reappeared in front of him. He kneeled to be face level with Shannon.
"Have you had enough?" He asked cruelly.
"Yes. Yes, Kevin, I'm sorry."
"Me, too, Shanny. I'm sorry that you don't know when you've crossed the line, and I'm sorry that you never realized what you have until I have to hurt you. Get up." Kevin smirked.
Shannon lulled his head idly from side to side.
"Dammit, get up." Kevin said, his voice harsher than it had been all night.
He grabbed Shannon and hoisted him up by his shirt cuff. He was again forced against the wall, chest first.
"Kevin....don't...."
"Oh Shannon. Poor innocent Shannon, don't you know by now, I like physical pleasure."
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Jeff knocked on the door of his best friend's apartment. Shannon hadn't shown up for the meeting this morning. He didn't show up for their lunch together. And he hadn't been answering his phone calls. That was totally unlike Shannon. Jeff waited a few seconds and knocked again. There was still no reply. Jeff knocked again. Shannon's car was still outside, and the lady at the counter said that Kevin had left, by himself, earlier that morning. He was at the meeting as well and said that he hadn't seen Shannon sincec last night.
Finally, Jeff gave up and opened the door. He peered around the kitchen and living room: seemed normal enough. He made his way to the back of the apartment where the bedroom was. He knocked on the door and listened for a reply, but all he heard was something sounding like a person crying. He slowly opened the door and peered inside. His eyes went wide.
"Oh my God, Shannon."
Jeff made his way to where the little blonde was sitting on the floor against the wall. He was crying into his hands, which were dotted with bllood. His shirt was torn at and his pants were bloody around the sides and crotch. Jeff kneeled next to his friend and pulled him into his chest. Shannon wrapped his arms around Jeff's neck, sobbing into his hair. Jeff waited for his friend to calm down a little bit.
"What happened, Shannon?"
"Kevin...I went....I had to go see my......dad wasn't feeling well and I went to help mom. I should have called him."
"Kevin did this to you?"
Shannon nodded.
"Again?"
Shannon nodded again.
"Worse than last time?"
"Oh, god, Jeff, you don't know....he...he forced me...."
Shannon's voice trailed off. Jeff's eyes got wide with concern.
"Did he rape you, Shannon?"
"I....guess so. But I don't really know. Can't have since I love him."
"Shannon, if someone forces you to have sex with them, then it's rape. And in your case it is battrey and asault. I know that you love Kevin, but this has gone far enough. Shannon, you've got to cut ties with him. I hate to see you hurt and that's all that is gonna happen if you are stay with him. Now, come 'ere, I'm gonna bring you back to my house."
"Jeff, I don't want to bother you...."
"Shannon, you're commin' back with me. We need to talk, and you look famiched, so come one."
Jeff helped his friend to his feet and drove him to his apartment.
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a/n- alright, that's all of the first chapter. There will probably be only two chapters in the first place. ALSO, Check out 'I'm Not Me, I'm My Brother' by HD. I've read it, it's great!
Disclaimer- I don't own anyone. They all own themselves, or their characters are owned by Vince McMahon and the WWE.
Rating- PG-13
Characters- Shannon Moore, Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy, Kevin Nash and various others have small appearances
Content- slash/male-male themes/self inflicted injury/angst/and brutality
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I'll Be There
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Matt Hardy rolled over in his bed as his phone rang. He sighed and picked it up, before jumping at the loud harsh voice rang out from it. "Where the Hell is he, Matt?"
"What?" Matt asked, "Who is this?"
"This is Kevin and I want to know where the Hell my boyfriend is!"
"What makes you think that I know where he is?"
"Who is it, Matt?" Shane Helms asked, waking up at the sound of Matt's voice.
"It's Kevin. He wants to know-"
"Where the HELL is he, Matt?" Kevin yelled again.
"I don't know. Like I said, what makes you think that I would know where Shannon is?"
"Um, maybe because he obviously likes you and your fucking brother more than ME!" Kevin said, his voice, if possible, getting louder with each word.
"Kevin, look, I don't know where Shannon is, and I don't think that he likes us any more than you. But you can leave my brother out of it."
"He probably knows more about where Shannon is than you do. I wouldn't put it past him to be over there!"
"Listen to me, Kevin. I don't know where Shannon is, or where he could be, I do know that he isn't here, and I don't think that he is at Jeff's cause I am pretty sure that Jeff would have called me."
"I don't care what you think, just give me the damn number to your brothers house."
"Kevin, have you been drinking? Just calm down and try to get some sleep, I'm sure that Shannon had some late work with Vince or Billy or some one to get the next script right."
"Oh, so now you are calling me a drunk and saying that my boyfriend is off screwing some other dude while I don't know!"
"Kevin, that's not what I'm saying. I'm saying that there is a sure chance that Shannon just lost track of time and you need to calm down."
"Give me the damn number to your brothers place so I can get my FUCKER back!" Kevin yelled.
"God Dammit, Kevin! Never let me hear you call Shannon anything like that ever again beca-"
"Because he's probably your little slut, too!"
"No, Kevin."
"I swear to God, Matt Hardy, if I find out that *my* boyfriend was, infact, at *your* house, I will not hesititate to come kick your ass. Give me Jeff's fucking number, so I can get off the fucking phone with you."
"I'm not giving you the number, Kevin."
"Fine." Kevin said angrily, slamming the phone back down.
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Shannon slowly peered into the apartment that he shared with his boyfriend, Kevin. The lights were off and Kevin's breathing was slow and even, so the coast seemed clear. He pulled off his shoes and coat and quietly started to make his way across the room. Suddenly, he gave a suprised shreik as he was jumped on from the side and was pinned to the floor. "You finally decided to come back home, huh, you little fucker?" Kevin growled.
Shannon gasped in suprise and partially from the pain he has recieving by being pinned in that particular position.
"Where the Hell were you dammit!"
"I-"
"Answer me, dammit!"
"I had some stuff to do. I'm sorry!"
"Well what the hell was more important than being here with me? Dammit, we were supposed to go out tonight."
"I'm sorry, Kevin. i had to go help my momma. Daddy wasn't feelin' too well and I got-"
"You think I give a fuck what you had to do? I'm your goddamm boyfriend and you should be here for *me* and not for being a fucking momma's boy who does whatever your momma tells you! It's not my fault your fucking father is retarded."
Shannon's eyes went wide and started to fill with tears, "I can't believe you said that."
"Well guess what, I did."
"Kevin, goddamn it, my father was in a car crash and he got paralyzed!"
Kevin slapped Shannon harshly across the face, "Don't you ever fucking correct me again."
"Don't make fun of my family, Kevin. Just don't. You know it's a touchy sub-"
Kevin smacked Shannon again. He leaned closer to Shannon's face and pronounced every word as a seperate sentance, "I. Don't. Care."
"I'm sorry! I'll never do it again! I'll never correct you again!"
"Damn straight you won't, now stand up and get over here you little fucker."
"Please, Kevin, not again. I promise that I'll call next time. Just don't hurt me. Pl-"
"Shut. Up. Shannon. Get the fuck over here. I don't know if I can ever trust you again."
"Kevin, please! I've gone through enough tonight. Just wait till tomorrow to brutilize me."
Kevin glared at the little blonde. "What the *fuck* did you just say? Did you say brutilize? I don't brutilize you you fucker, I teach you a lesson."
"I-I know, Kevin. I know. I'm sorry, I'll never do it again."
"Damn right you won't, because I am going to teach you a lesson that you will never forget."
Kevin harshly pulled Shannon to his feet and shoved him against the wall. He reared back a fist and shoved it against the delicate flesh of Shannon's lower lip, splitting it instantly. Dark crimson blood seeped from it and Shannon's nose graciously as another punch found itself to Shannon's stomach. Shannon doubled over, but Kevin wouldn't let him fall to his knees and held him into place by his throat. Shannon gasped again, unable to protect himself from the harsh blows he was now recieving.
Finally, when Shannon thought he could take no more, Kevin let up and Shannon collapsed to the floor, trying to catch his breath from the fists assault he had recieved. He could feel the blood running down his face and his eyes could hardly open more than slits. A few minutes later, Kevin reappeared in front of him. He kneeled to be face level with Shannon.
"Have you had enough?" He asked cruelly.
"Yes. Yes, Kevin, I'm sorry."
"Me, too, Shanny. I'm sorry that you don't know when you've crossed the line, and I'm sorry that you never realized what you have until I have to hurt you. Get up." Kevin smirked.
Shannon lulled his head idly from side to side.
"Dammit, get up." Kevin said, his voice harsher than it had been all night.
He grabbed Shannon and hoisted him up by his shirt cuff. He was again forced against the wall, chest first.
"Kevin....don't...."
"Oh Shannon. Poor innocent Shannon, don't you know by now, I like physical pleasure."
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Jeff knocked on the door of his best friend's apartment. Shannon hadn't shown up for the meeting this morning. He didn't show up for their lunch together. And he hadn't been answering his phone calls. That was totally unlike Shannon. Jeff waited a few seconds and knocked again. There was still no reply. Jeff knocked again. Shannon's car was still outside, and the lady at the counter said that Kevin had left, by himself, earlier that morning. He was at the meeting as well and said that he hadn't seen Shannon sincec last night.
Finally, Jeff gave up and opened the door. He peered around the kitchen and living room: seemed normal enough. He made his way to the back of the apartment where the bedroom was. He knocked on the door and listened for a reply, but all he heard was something sounding like a person crying. He slowly opened the door and peered inside. His eyes went wide.
"Oh my God, Shannon."
Jeff made his way to where the little blonde was sitting on the floor against the wall. He was crying into his hands, which were dotted with bllood. His shirt was torn at and his pants were bloody around the sides and crotch. Jeff kneeled next to his friend and pulled him into his chest. Shannon wrapped his arms around Jeff's neck, sobbing into his hair. Jeff waited for his friend to calm down a little bit.
"What happened, Shannon?"
"Kevin...I went....I had to go see my......dad wasn't feeling well and I went to help mom. I should have called him."
"Kevin did this to you?"
Shannon nodded.
"Again?"
Shannon nodded again.
"Worse than last time?"
"Oh, god, Jeff, you don't know....he...he forced me...."
Shannon's voice trailed off. Jeff's eyes got wide with concern.
"Did he rape you, Shannon?"
"I....guess so. But I don't really know. Can't have since I love him."
"Shannon, if someone forces you to have sex with them, then it's rape. And in your case it is battrey and asault. I know that you love Kevin, but this has gone far enough. Shannon, you've got to cut ties with him. I hate to see you hurt and that's all that is gonna happen if you are stay with him. Now, come 'ere, I'm gonna bring you back to my house."
"Jeff, I don't want to bother you...."
"Shannon, you're commin' back with me. We need to talk, and you look famiched, so come one."
Jeff helped his friend to his feet and drove him to his apartment.
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a/n- alright, that's all of the first chapter. There will probably be only two chapters in the first place. ALSO, Check out 'I'm Not Me, I'm My Brother' by HD. I've read it, it's great!