title:
title: Justify My Love
author: Tempest
email: tempest@thatbitch.com
disclaimer: I don't own anyone recognizable from the WWFE.
Vince owns them, of course. I don't own the rights to the song
'Justify My Love'.
author notes: This fic is dedicated to Sassy Lil
Scorpio. Thanks for helping get this this couple together, chica
bonita! Basically, Madonna made the song first. Vita and Ashanti
remade it. It's the exact same song except at the end of this one
Ashanti says 'Murder'. And I used that version for that
particular line. It fits the theme of the story, foreshadowing
what might or might not come. This is a Romeo/Juliet forbidden
love type story that takes place during Invasion. All characters
are in character. The rest of the lyrics will come with the last
chapter! :D enjoy.
*denotes thought*
//denotes lyrics//
Lyrics from "Justify My Love"
by Vita f/Ashanti - The Fast and The Furious Soundtrack
* * * * *
1.
//I wanna kiss you in Paris
I wanna hold your hand in Rome//
Lita wasn't sure how this all
started. Yes, she was. It all started when Matt and Jeff fought
Sean and Chuck in a tag team match up. She had accompanied Matt
and Jeff to the ring as she almost always did. She did her usual
wooing of the crowd. What made this match any different from the
hundreds of other matches they had been in? She took her place
outside the ring as Chuck Palumbo and Sean O'Haire made their way
to the ring. She had only seen them a few times in person. It was
never very long, just a glance as they walked out to the ring or
past her in the hallway. They held their heads high, even as the
crowd booed them. They climbed into the ring, and the match soon
was underway.
It was during that match that
something about Sean sparked something in her. She stood
dutifully beside the ring yelling out words of encouragment for
Matt and Jeff. She pounded the apron in support. She couldn't
keep her eyes off of him, though. No matter how hard she cheered
for Matt and Jeff, a little part of her also cheered for Sean. He
was so powerful in her eyes. Every move emphasized his strength
and gracefullness. She shook her head to clear the thoughts that
were trying to infiltrate her head. She wasn't here to support
Sean; she was here to support Matt and Jeff. Things took an ugly
turn as Jeff and Chuck began to battle outside the ring. Matt was
taking a beating at the hands of Sean O'Haire.
She heard the crowd start chanting
her name. She knew she should get into the ring and help her
boyfriend, but she stayed glued in place. She tried to will
herself to help him, but she was mesmerized by Sean. He cast a
distrustful glance her way. She backed away from the ring. She
couldn't get into the ring. She didn't know why, but she
couldn't. She then did the only thing she could, she ran to the
otherside of the ring and helped Jeff out. She silently scolded
herself for being so weak. She was so angry with herself by the
time she made it to the otherside of the ring, she had to blink
back her bitter tears. Was this how Essa felt when he so
viciously attacked her? Jeff was lying motionless on the floor.
Chuck was approaching him. She kicked Chuck in the leg. He spun
around to face her. She kicked him in the stomach as Jeff got up
groggily.
While Chuck was doubled over, she
encircled her right arm around hs neck. She threw the 'Hardy
Gunz' and took Chuck down with the twist of fate. Jeff then
climbed the top rope and did the swanton bomb onto Chuck. Lita
looked back into the ring just as Sean rolled Matt up. She slid
into the ring, but she was too late. Sean pinned Matt for the
three count. Sean rolled out the ring as Jeff slid in. Sean
helped his partner up the ramp glancing back one final time. Lita
sat motionless on her knees. Matt was up and stomping around the
ring. Lita stood up and put a comforting arm around him. He
didn't shake it off, but the look he gave her chilled her blood
over. She wasn't sure how he had lost, but she was sure of one
thing, she was in serious trouble.
//I wanna run naked in a
rainstorm
Make love in a train cross-country//
He helped Chuck up the ramp, not
not before looking back at her one last time. He had been
watching her throughout the match. He had nearly missed a tag as
he watched her pound the side of the mat, cheering the Hardy's
on. "C'mon Matt." He had heard her cry many times
during the match. He knew that she and Matt were a couple. He had
seen them many times occupying a corner. He hadn't really noticed
her then. He just dismissed her as another enemy. While he was
fighting Matt, he had looked over at her. The crowd had started
to chant her name, he had to be certain she wasn't about to
attack him. He was surprised to see her still standing beside the
ring. He thought he had even see her back up a little when he
looked at her. He couldn't be sure though. When he looked up
again, she had disappeared.
When they got back into the locker
room, they were met with cheers and pats on the back. They had
won one for the alliance. Sean started to change as his mind
stayed focused on Lita. Why hadn't she helped Matt? Why had she
chose to help the other Hardy instead? She could have easily
helped Matt win that match. It didn't matter. All that mattered
was they had won. They would definitely want a rematch. He could
tell from the way Matt looked. He also could tell from the way
that Matt had stared at Lita, there was more there going on than
what the people saw. He shrugged it off and quickly changed his
clothes. He couldn't wait to get back to his hotel room and take
a hot shower.
After his shower, he fell into his
bed with the towel still wrapped around his waist. There was no
need to be modest, he shared a room with no one. He was
exhausted. His eyelids drooped lower and lower. He finally let
sleep overtake him. In his dreams, he saw Lita. He was awaken
from his dreams by frantic knocking on the door. He got up
grumpily and opened the door just wide enough to peek behind it.
He gasped as he saw a bloodied Lita. He quickly opened the door,
and she fell into his arms. He thought her heard her say,
"Help me please", but when he looked at the collasped
girl in his arms he wasnt sure if she said anything at all. He
brought her into the room and laid her listless body onto the
bed. He quickly walked back to the door and peeked out. He was
relieved to find the hallway still empty. He closed the door
softly.
He turned back to Lita who was
sobbing. Had Matt done this to her? He could tell from looking at
them earlier that they had a little relationship problem, but he
hadn't expected this. How many times had he hit her before? Was
this the first time? Or one of many? Her body shook violently as
her sobs became louder. He walked over to the bed and sat by her.
He put a hand on her back. Another wave of questions bombarded
his thoughts. How had she found him? Was Matt looking for her?
How could Matt even call himself a man?
//You put this in me
So now what, so now what?//
"Lita, Did Matt do this to
you?" Sean asked hoping she would say no.
"Yes,. he did." she
replied, but it came out more sounding like "Yesh, 'e
'id"
"We've got to get you to the
hospital." Sean said.
"NO." Lita said
vehemently.
He could tell from the look in her
eyes, she wasn't budging. He sighed.
"Well, come into the bathroom
and we'll put something on those cuts." He said suddenly
becoming self concious because of the towel that was still clad
to his waist.
He led her into the bathroom. He
slammed the toilet shut and told Lita to sit. Then he told her
he'd be right back. He walked back into the room and threw on
some boxers and a pair of jeans.
"Why did he do this?"
Sean asked when he got back into the bathroom.
He wet a wash cloth and started to
clean Lita's wounds. She flinched at every touch. He touched her
jaw gingerly noting the swelling. He hoped Matt was real proud of
himself beating Lita up like that.
"He said I caused him the
match tonight. I could have helped him, but I didn't. He said he
lost because of me." She said in the same mushmouth manner.
She grimaced a little. He wasn't
going to ask her anymore questions it looked like it pained her
to talk. He finished cleaning her wounds. She never looked up at
him. She kept her eyes casted downwards. When he was done he led
her back into the room and told her to lay down in his bed. He
would sleep on the floor. She started to protest, but he gave her
a stern look. She crawled into the bed and soon was fast asleep.
He spent the better part of the night fuming at Matt. He had a
good mind to find him and kick his ass. How was she suppose to
show her face? The questions would rise. He grabbed a pillow off
his bed and laid on the floor still contemplating Lita's fate.
When he woke up the next morning, he found Lita curled up next to
him. She was breathing softly and evenly. She looked so
vulnerable in her sleep. She was shivering. He pulled the blanket
off the bed and draped it over the two of them. Then he fell back
asleep.
//Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love//
When she had walked backstage with
Matt and Jeff, she had expected the worse. Matt didn't say
anything to her as they gathered their things together to leave.
Jeff didn't say anything, but he had silently thanked Lita for
helping him. Lita knew that Jeff was aware of some of the abuse
Lita took at the hands of Matt, but he felt it wasn't his place
to say anything. Lita followed Matt miserably as they left the
dressing room. He grabbed her arm and yanked her to catch up with
him. She wanted to complain, but she didn't want to give him yet
another reason to hit her. She tried to fight back tears as they
got back into the hotel. He pushed her into the room and slammed
the door shut. She jumped from the forcefullness of it.
He grabbed her hair and turned him
around to look at him. She heard him start yelling at her about
costing him the match. Suddenly, it wasn't Matt in front of her
anymore. It was Essa. She could never win. She always got the
worst of everything. All her life, she just wanted to be
someone.She closed her eyes and let the tears slide down her
cheeks. She opened eyes back up. She could no longer hear what
Matt was saying. She was in her safety zone. He began to slap her
and push her around. Then he slammed her face into a mirror, and
she passed out. When she woke up she was in agony. She tried to
stand, but she was extreme dizzy. She brought her hand to her
face, blood was pouring from open wounds.
She steadied herself on the
bathroom sink. She walked slowly back into the room, afraid Matt
was there waiting for her. She nearly started crying again when
she saw that he was gone. She walked out the room, and started
banging on doors. No one came out. Where was everyone? She kept
banging on doors. A door opened, it was Scotty.
"Scotty, you've got to help
me. "
Scotty looked scared and repulsed
at the same time. He quickly shut the door saying he couldn't
help her, Matt might kill him. Lita felt like breaking down. She
kept walking up the empty hallway. Would anyone help her? Were
they all afraid of him? She finally stopped at another door. If
no one answered or they refused to help her, she didn't know what
she was going to do. She knocked on the door, relief washed over
her as it opened. Sean peeked around the door at her, the swung
the door open. She could tell from the look in his eyes that he
was going to help her. She fell into his arms not caring who saw.
Sean O'Haire, a member of the alliance, was her knight in shining
armor
//Hoping, praying
For you to justify my love//
That was how it all started. After
that night Matt beat her up, Sean became her ally, then her
friend, and now her lover. She started to depend on him more than
anyone else. She didn't break things off with Matt, yet. She was
trying to figure out exactly how to go about doing that. She knew
no matter how she told him, he was going to get angry. What she
was really scared of was being kicked out of Team Extreme. This
was all she knew, how was she suppose to cope without Matt and
Jeff. Sean was being overly patient with her. He didn't push her.
He understood. She was reluctant to cross over to the alliance
because the WWF has been all she has ever known, and it was all
she loved. She wouldn't betray her team for anything. The same
thing applied to Sean, but they respected one another's opinion.
With them, it wasn't about the WWF
vs. The Alliance. It wasn't about who was better. There was no
test of pride between them. When they were together they forgot
all about the fued. They became lost in each other. She loved to
run her fingers through his spiky hair. There were so many things
about him that she loved. She loved how he smiled in his sleep,
how he sang when he was in the shower, and how his eyes darken
when he was in deep thought. He wondered if he noticed little
things like that about her? He probably did. She would have to
remember to ask him next time they were together. It wasn't just
about sex with them. They shared something deep, and although she
hadn't told him yet, she loved him. No matter how horrific that
night was Matt beat her up, she was glad for it everyday.
Matt didn't even apologize for
what he had done. When she left Sean's room, she hid in the room
she shared with Matt. She had told him to tell everyone she was
sick. She didn't want anyone to see her looking that way. She was
embarrassed because she wasn't strong to leave him. She didn't
want everyone to cluck their tongues at her and tell her she
ought to be smart enough to leave. They didn't understand what
she was going through. She didn't want to answer any questions
that might be posed. She didn't want to explain what was going on
she only wanted it to stop. When Matt left, he grunted and walked
out the door without even asking her if she was okay. He had
hardly looked at her. *Probably couldn't handle looking at
his sins.* Lita concluded.
When Matt came back to the room
later that night, Lita was gone. She had stole away to Sean's
room. She had made sure that no one saw her. She wanted to tell
him how grateful she was that he had helped her when others had
turned her down. Scotty wasn't the only person who had chosen to
be blind. This had happened plenty of times before, and her own
friends chose not to see it, telling her she must have done
something to deserve it. Everyone thought Matt was so innocent,
and she was the whore. Matt was a good boy who dated a wicked
girl in their eyes. She was corrupt. Matt was always the victim
in their eyes. Everything he did could be justified with a 'Why
would he do that for no reason?' It didn't matter if he had a
reason or not. It was wrong. He
didn't even question where she was when she did finally come
back.
//I want to know you
Not like that//
He didn't know what it was about
her that made him love her. Ever since that faithful night, he
took it upon himself to try and right all the wrongs. She had
told him about how Essa had treated her like shit, now Matt. Matt
saved her from one abusive relationship, only to get her involved
in another. He had been infuriated with Matt that night. He
wanted to go make him hurt like Lita did, but that would only
result in making things worse for her. So he did the next best
thing, he became her friend. She would tell him everything. She
told him about the first time Matt hit her. It had been over
something as silly as who ate his m&m's. He blamed Lita, but
it turned out to be his brother.
Then things took a turn one night.
She was an emotional wreck. She was sitting in his room crying
and pouring her heart out about what Matt had done. A person
wouldn't know by his calm demeanor that he was such an asshole.
Matt had dirty ways about him. Everyone thought that he was so
innocent. Lita had even told him, her own friends didn't believe
her most of the time. They thought she deserved it or was doing
it to herself. "Why would I do this to myself?" She
sobbed that night. He couldn't believe these people called
themselves her friends. He did the only thing he knew to do then.
He held her. He rocked back and forth with her rubbing her hair
gently assuring her it was going to be alright. He wasn't sure
himself if it was really going to be alright.
She had looked up at him with so
much anguish in her eyes. Tears were still running down her face.
He had wiped the tears from her eyes. Then he didn't know what
made him do it. One minute he was thinking, 'I wish I could kiss
her.' The next minute he was, and she didn't stop him either. He
savored their kiss as he pulled away.
"What happens next?" She
asked.
He shrugged then kissed her again.
//I don't wanna be your mother
I don't wanna be your sister either//
They had that rematch with the
Hardy's when Lita got better. He guessed Matt wanted her to prove
herself to him. They had walked out first this time. When the
Hardy's and Lita walked out. He noticed how less enthused she
seemed, but she was still simply breathtaking to him. Her eyes
seemed to plead with him. He knew what he had to do. He was going
to have to lose the match for her sake. He only put half his
heart into the match, the other half was with Lita. He glanced at
Lita throughout the match but not as much as he wanted. He didn't
want to draw attention to him and Lita. Deja Vu set in as the
crowd started to chant her name. Chuck and Jeff were fighting
outside the ring. He looked over at her. She seemed reluctant to
interfere.
He knocked Matt down. Then started
to taunt her. At first she looked confused. Then understanding
lit in her eyes. Matt turned Sean to face him. He hit sean with a
couple of right hands as Lita climbed the rope. The crowd went
into a frenzy. He turned around. Lita jumped from the ropes. She
took Sean down with a hurricana. She climbed up the ropes again.
She flashed the Hardy Gunz then moonsaulted off the top rope.
Chuck started to climb into the ring. Lita ran at him and knocked
him back down with a baseball slide. Matt then ripped his shirt
off to the delight of the female fans. He picked Sean up,
encircled his arm around Sean's neck, did the Hardy Gunz, and
took Sean out with the twist of fate. He then pinned him to get
the win. Lita slid into the ring. Matt kissed her happily. That
hurt Sean more than the match he just went through.
//I just wanna be your lover
I wanna be your baby
Kiss me, that's right, kiss me//
That night when the 'met up', she
assured him that kiss had meant nothing to her. She hadn't even
expected it. Right now, Matt was out celebrating with Jeff. There
was no telling where they were, neither did she particularly
care. She was just glad he was gone, and she could spend time
with Sean. He asked her did she worry about getting caught. She
said no. She wished she would get caught, she hated having to
hide their relationship. Wasn't she afraid that once everyone
found out they would hate her? Once again she said no. He was the
only person that she cared about. They didn't care about her.
They thought she beat herself. Why should she care if they found
out?
He wasn't sure how he felt about
his team finding out. He would never turn his back on them, but
he wouldn't turn his back on her either. He knew how much he was
suppose to despise the WWF, but how could he despise something
that had given him Lita? He could actually see himself marrying
her, having kids with her, growing old with her. When was the
last time he had felt like that for any woman? He couldn't even
remember the last time, and he wasn't even that old. He want to
prove his love to her, and he would.
//Yearning, burning
For you to justify my love//
