What Would You Do
Authors: BiLlIoN DoLlAr AsHlEy & Jeffsgurl108
Rating: PG-PG 13
A/N: The song used is City Highs "What would You Do?"
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"Im telling you girl, we are gonna make some money tonight!" said a women fixing her high heels.
"Hell yeah! Look at all the men in the streets tonight!" said another women looking out the window.
"Whatever, let's just get out there and get this over with!" said the last women, who was walking out the door at the time.
The three women went outside on the streets of New York.
//Boys and girls wanna here a true story
Saturday night I was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowin' the cups
About 5-6 strippers tryin' to work for a buck
Took one girl outside with me
Her name was Lonnie
She went to junior high with me
I said, "Why you up in there dancin' for cash?
I guess a whole lot has changed since I seen you last" She said.\\
The three women walked down the streets getting hocked at by just about every guy. One man pulled over to the ladies, he had two another guys in the car with him.
"Hey, you ladies want to make some money tonight?' he asked.
"It depends, how much money are you going to spend?" asked one of the women. The man lifted up about 180 dollars in cash. That's more then they could ever make in one night, well being a hooker you didn't really make a lot of money but it was a living. All three of the women smiled as they walked up to the car.
//What would you do if your son is at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor
Cause he's hungry
And the only way to feed him
Is to sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now
In and out of lockdown
I ain't gotta job now
So for you this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life\\
"So what are y'all names?" the man in the back-seat asked.
"Well, Im La `Toya, this is Cassandra, and that is Madison" La `Toya said pointing to each of the girls.
"Well hope in ladies" the man in the passenger's seat said. The girls got into the car and headed to a motel.
//Girl you ain't the only one with a baby
That's no excuse to be livin' all crazy
And then she looked me dead square in the eye
And said everyday I wake up hopin' to die
She said, Nigga I know about pain cause
Me and my sister ran away so my daddy wouldn't rape us
Before I was a teenager, I've been through more shit you can't even relate to\\
When Madison opened the door to her cheap apartment. She looked around the room and saw her good friend Shia sitting in the recliner.
"Hey Shi" said Madison closing the door.
"Hi Madison" said Shia quietly as she pointed to a sleeping little boy on the couch. Madison smiled as she saw her beautiful five year old son sound asleep.
"Trevon has been asleep for an hour now" said Shia.
"Shia could you stay and watch Trevon for a little longer, I feel like getting a drink at the club" asked Madison.
"Sure Hun" answered Shia.
Madison went to her room and came out wearing a black skirt that was just above the knees, a pair of black boots, and a royal blue tank that cris- crossed in the back. She had her black and blonde streaked hair down in waves. She grabbed her coat, bag, kissed her son's forehead, and then left.
//What would you do if your son is at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor
Cause he's hungry
And the only way to feed him
Is to sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now
In and out of lockdown
I ain't gotta job now
So for you this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life\\
~*Meanwhile*~
"Hey Jeff, you sure you don't wanna hit the clubs with us?" Adam asked for a third time.
"Yeah, I'm positive, now get outa here before you drive me INSANE!" Jeff replied.
"All right, all right, no need to get violent." Adam said, raising his hands up in defense. Jeff shook his head and fell back on his hotel bed. He really didn't feel like going out tonight, he had just gone through a rough match against Tommy Dreamer and was too tired to go out dancing. Adam and Jay stood in the corner of the hotel room Matt and Jeff shared, waiting for Matt to drag his ass out of the bathroom. Jay crossed his arms over his chest and tapped his foot impatiently. He walked over to the bathroom door and pounded on it with his closed fist yelling, "COME ON MATT! WE DONT HAVE ALL DAY!"
Matt pushed the door open and walked out grumpily.
"ALL RIGHT! I'm out, calm down! Cant a guy get himself lookin good for his girl?" Matt asked. Jay looked at him annoyed.
"Dude, its Amy. She's seen you in everything from your wrestling gear, to a tux, to....well....nothing. It doesn't matter what you wear."
"Shut up." Matt growled. Adam came up behind the to guys and dropped his arms around their shoulders. He smiled and looked at both them.
"Quit your bickering and let's get rollin, girls!" He said calmly. Matt shook Adam's arm off his shoulder and began towards the door with Adam and Jay not too far behind. //What would you do\\
//Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse (what would you do)
Cause I wouldn't want my baby to go through what I went through\\
"I'll be back by 2 at the latest Jeff. Please try not to set anything on fire this time." Matt said on his way out. Jeff, who had been lying quietly on his bed the entire time, not saying a thing, laughed at memory. Last time Matt had left him alone at a hotel he decided it would be funny to set off fire crackers in the hall. The tiny sparks from the toys caught to the cheap wallpaper and immediately set it in flames. Oh was Vince pissed. Jeff got suspended from wrestling for a week and had to pay for half of the damage done. It was a stupid thing to do, he'd admit that, but it was one hell of a laugh.
Jeff raised himself onto his elbows and watched the three men leave the room. He sighed heavily and dropped back onto the bed, placing his hands behind his head. He looked up at the ceiling momentarily and then let his eyes droop shut.
//Come on, what would you do\\
//Get up on my feet and stop making tired excuses (what would you do)
Girl if my mamma can do it, baby you can do it\\
Suddenly, he was in the ring again. He smiled and then cocked his head when he heard Tommy Dreamer's music come over the P.A. He looked at the Titon Tron, but Tommy wasn't there. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and he fell helplessly to the ground. He looked up and a hazy Tommy Dreamer was standing in front of him with a sadistic grin on his face and a broken 2 x 4. Jeff looked at him confused and felt the back of his head. He pulled his hand away and saw it covered in thick, red, oozing blood. He screamed and began backing himself up away from Dreamer until he reached the ropes. He tried to stand himself up, but he found his legs weighed a ton and he couldn't lift them. Blood and sweat dripped down his face and his breathing stopped. Dreamer lifted up another 2 x 4 and grinned.
"SAY GOODNIGHT, HARDY!!!!" He screamed and raised the board above his head.
Jeff screamed and sat up on the bed. He opened his eyes and tried to regain normal breathing. He looked around at the hotel room and immediately touched the back of his head. He brought his hand in front of his eyes and saw there was no blood. He wiped his forehead that was dripping with sweat and looked back at his alarm clock.
"11 o'clock." He read aloud. He had been sleeping for an hour. He breathed deep and fell off the bed. He trudged to the bathroom and turned the cold water handle on the sink. He placed his hands under the nozzle and collected some of the cool water in his hand, splashing onto his hot, sweaty face. He looked up at the mirror at his disheveled appearance.
"What a dream." He said, barley above a whisper. He rubbed the water out of his eyes and walked out of the bathroom, grabbing a towel on his way out and wiping off the rest of the water from his face. He threw the towel at the wall and sat back on the bed. He looked back at the clock once more.
'It's not too late to go out and get a drink.' He thought to himself. He ran his hand through his hair and pulled out the rubber band that was holding it back in a neat ponytail. He reached over and grabbed his suitcase. He pulled out a pair of jeans, one of his wife-beaters, and a white shirt. He quickly stripped himself of the clothes he was wearing and pulled on his other clothes. He walked over to the mirror and checked his appearance.
'Better than before.' He reassured himself. He put his hair back up and grabbed his wallet, walking to the door. He flicked off the lights and walked out, closing the door behind him.
//What would you do if your son is at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor
Cause he's hungry
And the only way to feed him
Is to sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now
In and out of lockdown
I ain't gotta job now
So for you this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life\\
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A/N: Well the first chappie is done! We hope y'all likes! Remember this: no reviews=no story!
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"Im telling you girl, we are gonna make some money tonight!" said a women fixing her high heels.
"Hell yeah! Look at all the men in the streets tonight!" said another women looking out the window.
"Whatever, let's just get out there and get this over with!" said the last women, who was walking out the door at the time.
The three women went outside on the streets of New York.
//Boys and girls wanna here a true story
Saturday night I was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowin' the cups
About 5-6 strippers tryin' to work for a buck
Took one girl outside with me
Her name was Lonnie
She went to junior high with me
I said, "Why you up in there dancin' for cash?
I guess a whole lot has changed since I seen you last" She said.\\
The three women walked down the streets getting hocked at by just about every guy. One man pulled over to the ladies, he had two another guys in the car with him.
"Hey, you ladies want to make some money tonight?' he asked.
"It depends, how much money are you going to spend?" asked one of the women. The man lifted up about 180 dollars in cash. That's more then they could ever make in one night, well being a hooker you didn't really make a lot of money but it was a living. All three of the women smiled as they walked up to the car.
//What would you do if your son is at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor
Cause he's hungry
And the only way to feed him
Is to sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now
In and out of lockdown
I ain't gotta job now
So for you this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life\\
"So what are y'all names?" the man in the back-seat asked.
"Well, Im La `Toya, this is Cassandra, and that is Madison" La `Toya said pointing to each of the girls.
"Well hope in ladies" the man in the passenger's seat said. The girls got into the car and headed to a motel.
//Girl you ain't the only one with a baby
That's no excuse to be livin' all crazy
And then she looked me dead square in the eye
And said everyday I wake up hopin' to die
She said, Nigga I know about pain cause
Me and my sister ran away so my daddy wouldn't rape us
Before I was a teenager, I've been through more shit you can't even relate to\\
When Madison opened the door to her cheap apartment. She looked around the room and saw her good friend Shia sitting in the recliner.
"Hey Shi" said Madison closing the door.
"Hi Madison" said Shia quietly as she pointed to a sleeping little boy on the couch. Madison smiled as she saw her beautiful five year old son sound asleep.
"Trevon has been asleep for an hour now" said Shia.
"Shia could you stay and watch Trevon for a little longer, I feel like getting a drink at the club" asked Madison.
"Sure Hun" answered Shia.
Madison went to her room and came out wearing a black skirt that was just above the knees, a pair of black boots, and a royal blue tank that cris- crossed in the back. She had her black and blonde streaked hair down in waves. She grabbed her coat, bag, kissed her son's forehead, and then left.
//What would you do if your son is at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor
Cause he's hungry
And the only way to feed him
Is to sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now
In and out of lockdown
I ain't gotta job now
So for you this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life\\
~*Meanwhile*~
"Hey Jeff, you sure you don't wanna hit the clubs with us?" Adam asked for a third time.
"Yeah, I'm positive, now get outa here before you drive me INSANE!" Jeff replied.
"All right, all right, no need to get violent." Adam said, raising his hands up in defense. Jeff shook his head and fell back on his hotel bed. He really didn't feel like going out tonight, he had just gone through a rough match against Tommy Dreamer and was too tired to go out dancing. Adam and Jay stood in the corner of the hotel room Matt and Jeff shared, waiting for Matt to drag his ass out of the bathroom. Jay crossed his arms over his chest and tapped his foot impatiently. He walked over to the bathroom door and pounded on it with his closed fist yelling, "COME ON MATT! WE DONT HAVE ALL DAY!"
Matt pushed the door open and walked out grumpily.
"ALL RIGHT! I'm out, calm down! Cant a guy get himself lookin good for his girl?" Matt asked. Jay looked at him annoyed.
"Dude, its Amy. She's seen you in everything from your wrestling gear, to a tux, to....well....nothing. It doesn't matter what you wear."
"Shut up." Matt growled. Adam came up behind the to guys and dropped his arms around their shoulders. He smiled and looked at both them.
"Quit your bickering and let's get rollin, girls!" He said calmly. Matt shook Adam's arm off his shoulder and began towards the door with Adam and Jay not too far behind. //What would you do\\
//Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse (what would you do)
Cause I wouldn't want my baby to go through what I went through\\
"I'll be back by 2 at the latest Jeff. Please try not to set anything on fire this time." Matt said on his way out. Jeff, who had been lying quietly on his bed the entire time, not saying a thing, laughed at memory. Last time Matt had left him alone at a hotel he decided it would be funny to set off fire crackers in the hall. The tiny sparks from the toys caught to the cheap wallpaper and immediately set it in flames. Oh was Vince pissed. Jeff got suspended from wrestling for a week and had to pay for half of the damage done. It was a stupid thing to do, he'd admit that, but it was one hell of a laugh.
Jeff raised himself onto his elbows and watched the three men leave the room. He sighed heavily and dropped back onto the bed, placing his hands behind his head. He looked up at the ceiling momentarily and then let his eyes droop shut.
//Come on, what would you do\\
//Get up on my feet and stop making tired excuses (what would you do)
Girl if my mamma can do it, baby you can do it\\
Suddenly, he was in the ring again. He smiled and then cocked his head when he heard Tommy Dreamer's music come over the P.A. He looked at the Titon Tron, but Tommy wasn't there. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and he fell helplessly to the ground. He looked up and a hazy Tommy Dreamer was standing in front of him with a sadistic grin on his face and a broken 2 x 4. Jeff looked at him confused and felt the back of his head. He pulled his hand away and saw it covered in thick, red, oozing blood. He screamed and began backing himself up away from Dreamer until he reached the ropes. He tried to stand himself up, but he found his legs weighed a ton and he couldn't lift them. Blood and sweat dripped down his face and his breathing stopped. Dreamer lifted up another 2 x 4 and grinned.
"SAY GOODNIGHT, HARDY!!!!" He screamed and raised the board above his head.
Jeff screamed and sat up on the bed. He opened his eyes and tried to regain normal breathing. He looked around at the hotel room and immediately touched the back of his head. He brought his hand in front of his eyes and saw there was no blood. He wiped his forehead that was dripping with sweat and looked back at his alarm clock.
"11 o'clock." He read aloud. He had been sleeping for an hour. He breathed deep and fell off the bed. He trudged to the bathroom and turned the cold water handle on the sink. He placed his hands under the nozzle and collected some of the cool water in his hand, splashing onto his hot, sweaty face. He looked up at the mirror at his disheveled appearance.
"What a dream." He said, barley above a whisper. He rubbed the water out of his eyes and walked out of the bathroom, grabbing a towel on his way out and wiping off the rest of the water from his face. He threw the towel at the wall and sat back on the bed. He looked back at the clock once more.
'It's not too late to go out and get a drink.' He thought to himself. He ran his hand through his hair and pulled out the rubber band that was holding it back in a neat ponytail. He reached over and grabbed his suitcase. He pulled out a pair of jeans, one of his wife-beaters, and a white shirt. He quickly stripped himself of the clothes he was wearing and pulled on his other clothes. He walked over to the mirror and checked his appearance.
'Better than before.' He reassured himself. He put his hair back up and grabbed his wallet, walking to the door. He flicked off the lights and walked out, closing the door behind him.
//What would you do if your son is at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor
Cause he's hungry
And the only way to feed him
Is to sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now
In and out of lockdown
I ain't gotta job now
So for you this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life\\
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A/N: Well the first chappie is done! We hope y'all likes! Remember this: no reviews=no story!