Okay, So I read Y2JIsASexyBeast's Ipod Shuffle Challenge and am hereby bound by the greater gods of to try and complete the challenge myself!
For those of you unfamiliar with the challenge here it is: Turn on your Ipod, MP3 player- ect on shuffle, use the first 10 songs you hear to inspire 10 one-shot fics using your favorite
WWE couple!
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Every Time I Hear Your Name
It had been a while since she said it was over, packed up all the things she had at his house, and left; Of course it had broken his heart and his spirit, but as the days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months life seemed to get easier.
He'd had his lapses, and he would be the first to admit it, there was no need to play a tough guy. The people that knew him well were aware that he was never afraid to dive head first into anything, and most of the time that fearlessness and passion is what made things work out so well, but on the flip side they also knew that on the rare occasion that the dive turned into a crash getting back up would take all that Jeff had - this had been one of those rare occasions.
It had hit him the hardest in the first few months, there were plenty of nights he just didn't sleep, and it was easy to see that it was wearing on him. He would spend all the energy he had on going to work and putting on a smile for the fans. Other than going to work it was only every now and again that he would venture out of the house, and that was only to pick up a few things, and to appease Matt since felt really horrible about the way he was making his brother worry.
It was on one of those trips to the store that he had one of his worst lapses, he had ran into the grocery store to pick up something for dinner and found himself stuck in a checkout line behind a woman that had a perfume identical to the one she used to wear, it was the same sweet strawberry scent he was used to breathing in late at night when he held her close after making love, it just about killed him.
He set his shopping basket down on end of the check-out belt and walked hastily back to his car where he threw a cd in the stereo and proceeded back to his house with the music blaring. The tunes had done a great job to chase her from his mind until one of the songs she always used to sing on their longs drives started to play.
Pulling into the drive he threw the car into park before resting his head on the steering wheel and closing his eyes, it was then that the vivid image of her in the passangers seat flooded his mind. He could hear her voice singing along with the song, her laughing when he got the words wrong, and could see the way her hair blew in the wind while she drummed on the dashboard.
He pulled through that night with a lot of help from Matt, but it was only a few weeks after that incident that the image of her smile overtook him again.
He had been visiting Matt, sharing a few beers with his older brother, when a picture caught his attention from across the room. The picture showed Jeff sitting in front of a large birthday cake, Matt and Amy standing behind him, and his arm was wrapped around the beautiful woman that was causing him so much heart ache now.
"Why would you keep that?" He asked bitterly as he took a few steps closer to the frame
"It was a good picture of all of us Jeff, I didn't think to to rid of it."
He ran his fingers over the glass and then lifted the frame off the coffee table, "Don't worry about it.."
Matt had just finished sighing with relief when Jeff's fist crashed through the frame, shattering the glass and leaving a trail of blood streaming down his hand. "Better." He growled, throwing the frame to the floor as he moved past his brother, out the door and then proceeded to storm down the road between their houses.
When Jeff got home he nursed his cuts instead of another beer; The pain he felt from them had been sobering, and he began to feel truly aweful about the way he had just acted, he knew Matt would understand but that didn't make things better.
That was the night Jeff decided to turn things around for himself, he had to get over her and the way he had been going about it wasn't healthy; He was going to start living again, and taking one day at a time.
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His new day at time mentality worked well for Jeff, he pulled himself out of the bottle to focus more on work, starting hanging out with friends again, and going out more; Things definitely started looking up, the good days out weighed the bad ones, and while he thought about her every once in a while, each passing day helped the memories of her to fade, the little reminders of the life they had shared ceased to bother him, and before he knew it 6 months had past since the incident at Matts.
Today was one of the good days, Jeff was backstage getting ready for another night in the ring by stretching himself out really well for his match. Once he felt good and loosened up he left the locker room and headed down the hall in favor of finding something to munch on while he had time, and before the arena got too chaotic.
The hall was already a little more packed than he had been anticipating, Jay and Adam were standing around talking about the previous night's hockey game, John was freestyling some lyrics, and Matt was just arriving; the elder of the Hardy boyz had a bag tossed over his shoulder and a bag in each of his hands, from the looks of it he was carrying all of his gear and the gear of their tag team partner, and his girlfriend - Lita.
"Where's Amy?" Jeff asked curiously.
Matt cast a glance back over his shoulder and shrugged. "She was right behind me, she'll probably be in-" but before Matt had even got the sentence out his significant other was making her way through the door, talking animatedly into the cell phone she had pressed to her ear.
"Really?" She was smiling brightly "No…" Amy laughed and shook her head "No!? …come on, really Trish?"
Jeff looked up at the firey redhead and was sure that there was no way he could've heard her right, but as their eyes met Amy bit her lip, looked away, and started down the hall talking a bit more quietly.
Trish.
His heart jumped up into his throat and then in an instant sank into his stomach, all the thoughts he'd been trying to push out of his mind came rushing back to him - it wasn't this first time this had happened to him, but with each time it only seemed to get worse.
"I've gotta go man.." Jeff pushed his electric blue hair out of his face and sighed deeply before continuing down the opposite end of hall
"Jeff…?" Matt reached out to grab his brothers shoulder but he was already to far away.
"I'm fine," Jeff called back. "I just need some time to myself.."
He went back to the locker room and laid back on one of the benches with his eyes shut and his Ipod on; The music played softly through the ear buds as he gave in to memories, which faded into a dream as sleep over took him.
"You're nervous?" He noted as he studied her from across the room while she bounced back and forth on her heels. He'd noticed a change in his good friends mood since he'd caught a ride with her to the arena early that morning, she seemed anxious, like her mind was somewhere else.
"A little.." Her reply was more forced than ever before, and that only peaked Jeffs curiosity even more.
"Something to do with your match tonight?"
She shook her head. "No, not at all.."
He watched as she continted to move around the room, she seemed horribly tense, and he couldn't stand seeing her like that. Getting up he crossed the room and wrapped his arms around her from behind to try and calm her.
"Trish, talk to me." His voice was low as he whispered to her, this wasn't like her and he was concerned. If it wasn't about her match it had to be something pretty big to have her so nerved up.
"It's…there's this…" She stammered trying to find the words as she leaned her body against his, breathing him in and enjoying the warmth of his skin against hers. "There's this guy.."
He pulled his arms away from her feeling a bit awkward now, and sat back on the bench. "Oh?"
She nodded, not facing him yet. "Yea…"
She didn't normally bring up this kind of thing with him, they talked about a lot of stuff like work and music, movies and random topics of interest, but this just was just one of those weird topics they avoided. He wasn't sure why she'd bring it up now, but she had to have her reasons. "You wanna talk about it?" he offered a bit skeptically
She fidgeted with her hands and turned to him "Actually I do…would you mind?"
"Only if it was any one besides you." He flashed her a smile and offered the seat beside him on the bench.
She sat down beside him and looked down at the floor. "He's pretty amazing Jeffers…"
Jeff nodded. "I'm sure he is, to have caught your attention and all"
" I find myself smiling all the time, just because I'm thinking about him…I'm pretty sure that this is what love is supposed to feel like."
Jeff wasn't sure what to say to all of this, it was hard listening the woman he had grown to love as more than a best friend talking about someone else like that. "You should tell him Trish, he'll be lucky to have you."
"I don't think he see's me like that."
He laughed. "I would say that's just about impossible, unless he's blind, or completely numb in the head. Is it someone I know? Because if that's the case I can help you figure out which of the two it is."
"Yea, someone you know pretty well.
"It's not Jay is it? Because I know he acts like an idiot but he's really crazy about you." The words tasted bitter as they came out of his mouth, Jay wasn't the only one crazy about her.
She shook her head "No, not Jay."
Adam?"
"No. Je-"
"John?"
"No Jeff-"
"Hmm, Chris?"
"No, Jeff please…" She lifted her head to look over at him. "just listen for a minute." She stroked the side of his face gently, her brown eyes gazing into his with a beautiful intensity
"Trish?"
"Shh.." she set one finger to his lips and then moved the finger away and pressed her lips against his.
The were soft, full, with a hint of something fruity that lingered on them, and they sent an intoxicating rush through Jeff, He stared blankly at her, both his heart and mind were racing.
"It's you."
"Huh?"
"It's you Jeff, I love you."
He stared at her for a few moments, in silence as the jumble of words that were dying to escape him looped around in his head. Apparently it was him that was blind and numb.
"Jeff man, you've gotta wake up." Matt had taken out Jeff's ear phones and was shaking his shoulder, the response he got to that was:
"I love you too Trish.."
Looking down at his younger brother Matt frowned. "Jeff.."
The Enigma's eyes opened slowly as he woke up and focused on Matt, "Yea?"
"You okay?"
"Fine…why?"
"You were dreaming about her again…"
Jeff nodded sullenly, that dream had been the most distinct one yet and it brought a crushing reality to his attention. All this time he thought he had moved on, he could look at pictures of her now, listen to the songs they used to sing, and even smell her perfum without bothering to look around for her, but today made it was clear to him that he was only lying to himself - just hearing her name sent him over the edge… again.
"She was amazing Matt, there's a part of me that feels lost without her."
"I know, but it's over Jeff."
"It's not over.."
Matt looked confused now "Where are you going with this?"
"It can't be over, because that would mean that I'm over her, that I've given up and I'm moving on." he paused for a moment and looked down at the floor. "And that can't be, because I don't know how to let go of her."
Matt sighed heavily. "and?"
"I've got to talk to her." Jeff got off the bench and pulled his phone out of his pocket as he left the locker room to find a more secluded area of the arena to call her from.
After a bit of looking around he found a storage room at the end of the hall and made his way inside before settling himself on the floor, and pressing her number into his phone.
Taking a deep breath he looked at the number and then hit the final button.
Send.
It rang a few times and just as Jeff was about to hang up her heard her voice on the other end, so delicate and familiar that it took his breath away.
"Hello?"
"Trish…"
"Jeff?…Is everything okay?"
"No."
"No?" She repeated quickly in a worried tone.
"I need to talk to you about something…"
There was silence on the other end of the phone, he didn't doubt that she was probably a little confused - why would he be calling her after so long?
"Alright shoot."
"There's this girl…" He heard a soft laugh on the other end and couldn't help but smile a little himself.
"And?"
"And she was amazing, I'm empty without her, I can't move on…and I'm pretty sure this is what hell is supposed to feel like."
"Jeff…"
"Please…just listen Trish. I can't waste anymore time thinking about the things I never got to say, and I know I can't change what happened,…but if I just had one more chance, I swear I'd make it better."
"You should tell her." She replied simply."She'd forgive you."
"I miss you.."
"I miss you too Jeffers…"
"Come back? Please. I never stopped loving you. Give me second chance Trish and I'll make it all up to you."
"I thought you'd never ask…"
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Alright Ladies and Gents that's the end of the first one, it's my first one-shot so please be kind, this challenge is a lot harder than it sounds. Next time around it'll be Nickleback's Next Contestant!