Hey! New story here!

I don't plan on updating this regularly but I do plan on updating sometime! I am focusing on Lust right now but I wrote this a couple of months ago and it's been begging me to post it *shrugs*

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers mentioned in this story so far. This is fiction. I'm not making any money off of this.

On to the story... I hope you like it coz I am unsure about it. It's a bit of a new direction and I'm not sure if it's any good or not.

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Whole Again 1

"I love you," Jeff stood up, "but if you don't love me then I guess we can't be together anymore." He stared down at his now ex-lover, trying to portray a calm front but on the inside he was screaming.

"Jeff, please..."

"No. It's over." Jeff turned away as he felt tears forming behind his eyes. He couldn't cry in front of him, he couldn't show any sort of weakness.

"Jeff!"

He ignored the plaintive call as he opened the hotel room door and stepped out into the corridor.

As he walked towards his own room, the held back tears began to fall from his eyes making them shine a dark emerald green colour.

JHTD

Inside the room, Ted bowed his head. He wouldn't cry; he wouldn't. Jeff was the best thing that had ever happened to him and he'd thrown it all away over three little words. It wasn't that they weren't true, he just couldn't say them. Not just aloud, he couldn't even write them down or type them or whatever.

He loved Jeff Hardy. He loved him with all his heart. He could admit it to himself, just not to anyone else, not even to the man himself. Dropping his head into his hands, his body began to tremble. As the first teardrops hit his hands, Ted knew that he had to do something. He would do anything, anything at all, to get his Jeff back. Now, he just needed to figure out what would make Jeff notice him again, something that would get his love back into his arms.

JHTD

Jeff reached his room and fumbled for his key card. The tears were falling from his eyes harder than ever. When he dropped the card, his eyes were too blurred to find it again. He dropped to the floor and lay in a foetal position, curled up outside his room.

He didn't know what to do but he knew one thing for certain: he didn't want to live knowing that Ted didn't love him.

"Jeff?" He heard his name getting called out but he didn't respond. He didn't know who it was either. A hand touched his head and he jerked his head away. "Jeff, it's just me, it's Cody. Come on, sit up." Jeff felt hands on his body, moving him. "Randy, can you help?"

Jeff didn't hear an answer but did feel another set of hands on him so he figured that Randy was helping.

"Can you hold him? I'll open the door and we can get him inside, get him to bed."

Jeff had no idea who was speaking but did feel someone lift him bodily off the floor, holding him almost bride-like.

He didn't know what was happening and had no idea that he was moving until he was put down on the bed in what he supposed was his hotel room.

Whoever it was, Cody, Jeff thought, was sitting on the edge of the bed and stroking his forehead. "Oh, Jeffy, what happened? What has you so upset?"

Jeff didn't remember saying anything but he must have because someone else, Randy maybe, exclaimed "Ted did this? Ted wouldn't hurt Jeff like this. He loves him too much."

It was faint and pretty hoarse but Jeff managed to speak through his screams and tears, "No."

Cody frowned down at Jeff. "'No' what?" Jeff just shook his head, not wanting to speak anymore.

Randy stared silently at the broken man. Jeff had spoken in the negative only when he'd mentioned that Ted loved him. He wouldn't speak otherwise. Is that what was wrong? Had Ted told Jeff that he didn't love him or something? That couldn't be right! It was so obvious that Ted loved Jeff. It was in every move he ever made. It wasn't possible to hide it.

Randy bent down and got Cody's attention, before speaking into his ear. "I'm gonna go see Ted, see what's going on, okay? You'll be okay?"

"Yeah, you go. I don't want to leave Jeff when he's so upset. I think he might try to do something."

Randy looked down at the sobbing man, worried. "He wouldn't, would he?"

"I don't know but he's screaming like his life is over."

Randy looked back at Cody and Jeff as he left the room. There better be a fucking good explanation for all of this and he expected to get it from Ted.

JHTD

Randy knocked on the door to Ted's room out of politeness. He had a key card but he didn't want to get Ted riled up.

There was no answer and it just annoyed him. He could hear music coming from inside the room but it wasn't so loud that you wouldn't hear the door.

He got out his key card and walked in to find Ted just standing in the middle of the room, as though frozen, his head bowed. Randy could see tear tracks on his cheeks and again wondered what the hell had gone on here.

"Ted." There was a flicker of Ted eyes showing Randy that he had indeed heard and had also recognised that he was calling for him.

"Ted." The man in question lifted his head and allowed Randy to see his face along with his dead eyes. "Ted, what the fuck happened? Jeff is in his room, crying his heart out."

"Broke up." Ted spoke as he stepped backwards and sat down on the sofa.

"You broke up? What? Why?" Randy was in disbelief. Those two were like the perfect couple. Why would they break up?

"Jeff... he broke up with me."

Randy raised an eyebrow. "The hell?"

"He said he loved me."

"And what? What did you do, Ted? Don't tell me you told him you didn't love him, it's so obvious that you do!"

"I didn't say anything."

"WHAT? You get along there now and tell him that you love him or I'll drag you there myself."

"You don't get it Randy! I can't!"

"You can't what? Go along there? Tell him you love him? By God, if Jeff kills himself because of you, I'll kill you myself. And then I'll bring you back just so I can do it again and to let Cody have a shot at ya!"

None of Randy's words registered with Ted apart from three, 'Jeff kills himself.' Ted jumped up. "No! He can't! I can't live without him!" Ted tried to run but Randy blocked his way. "Bastard! Let me pass! I need to see Jeff! He can't ki-," Ted broke off as he started to cry again. "No! Randy, please!"

Randy just held on to Ted as he broke down. He hadn't even tried to block Ted's exit. The younger man had just run into him and started blaming him for it.

Ted calmed down a little so Randy led him down the hall to Jeff's room. He knew that if Ted had gone in there like he was something bad would have happened.

Randy opened the door to Jeff's room to find that Matt was there now too, sitting on the other side of Jeff, stroking his hair.

Ted slunk into the room, shrinking back as Matt glared at him.

"How's he doing?" Randy asked.

"He's calmed down a lot. He's asleep now. Though he keeps calling things out," Cody said, staring down Ted.

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I just couldn't... I couldn't... I'm sorry!"

Matt stood up from the bed just as Cody did. They both walked towards Ted. Cody stopped in front of him to say something. "He got out of bed. He got out of bed, Ted, to go to the bathroom, to find a razor. Do something. Now."

Matt watched silently as Cody told Ted what happened and as Ted turned to look at Jeff, terrified. Cody walked over to Randy, ready to leave. Matt moved over to join them but not before hissing in Ted's face, "Fix it. Fix my brother. Make him whole again."

The three men left the room leaving Ted with a sleeping Jeff. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't even admit to his friends that he loved Jeff, loved him more than life itself. So how was he going to admit it to the one person he should actually be saying it to in the first place?

He walked slowly over to the bed and sat down beside Jeff. He hesitantly put his hand out to gently shake the older man awake but pulled it back when he was just millimetres away.

What would Jeff say when he woke up and saw him? How would he react? This shouldn't be this hard! He should be able to tell his boyfriend that he loved him without all this trouble! This was infuriating

Ted leaned his elbows on his knees, his face in his hands. What was he going to do? He had to do something! He couldn't live without Jeff; he needed him like he needed air to breathe.

He could show him how much he needed him, how much he wanted him, how much he loved him but would Jeff realise what Ted was trying to do, that he was trying to tell him without words that he did in fact love him? Or did Jeff want to hear the actual words?

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Hope you like it :)

Jess xx