Well, if a fan has ever been worried about Jeff getting himself fatally hurt on those Swanton's, this may not be the best story for them. This idea just came to me and it's probably been done, and this one's exactly the same except I wrote it. What a plot twist. The speaker is a fellow wrestler and Rob is Rob Van Dam (duh) Anyway, I hope it doesn't suck and don't flame me because... Just don't flame me. ENJOY!
Disclaimer: The speaker is mine, being that they are my invention. You can substitue any wrestler in there, but the speaker's... um, speech is mine. Everyone is else is property of themselves and the WWFE corporation. *smile*
*****I Hate You*****
You did it anyway. I'll never forgive you for that, you know? I told you not to, you idiot. I screamed at you, you saw me. I wasn't even on your side. I was on Rob's side, but I tried to stop you. You kicked me. Not really, it was an act, but I had to play it out and you know it. But that hurt, asshole. I didn't tell you, but it did. You stubborn brat, you had to do it. Matt couldn't tell you, I couldn't tell you, no one could tell you.
I cried. You made me cry, but you didn't see it. You didn't even SEE what you did to me. Do you remember? Do you remember me yelling and crying and telling you not to be stupid? Do you remember JR trying to gloss it over? Are you still in there?
I told you before the match, you were too hurt. Rob told you for Christ's sake! Don't you listen? No, you're not even listening now, while we're all crying. You stubborn ass. You did it anyway. Rob wanted to move, but it would've been worse if he had. He took the hit just to save you some pain.
I hope you thanked him. I wouldn't have done it. Not after I begged you. You swore to me. You said it, you said, "I swear, I won't, okay? I know my limits." You didn't know your limits, you thought you were Superman, you told us all you knew what you were doing. Adrenaline got to you? Is that your excuse? No, you can't give an excuse, you can't give anything. You're brain dead.
There's a machine keeping you alive. I hate seeing you like this. If you had just listened to someone. Bastard... I hate you. You broke your damn neck. I told you, you wouldn't land right. You wouldn't listen to me. Damn, I've got tears on my shirt. You did it anyway. Fuck you. I hate you. I never got to tell you.
Now you're lying there, Matt has to pull the plug. How could you do that to your brother? He has to kill you. You're not even in there. I'm talking to a shell.
Damn it, Jeff, why did you do it? I hate you. You did the stupid move anyway. Now you're dead. CUZ OF THAT GODDAMNED SWANTON!! I'll hate that move as long as I live... It made your career, and it made you dead.
Matt says you're not, he still thinks you're in there. He's scared. I'm scared. Your dad is scared. Amy's scared. Even Rob is scared, damn it! I can't believe this... The last thing you said to me was "I'll be fine. We'll all be fine." Well, you're not fine, Jeff! Neither am I! God, I hate you so much. Why? Because, you left.
I hate you because you left and I forgot to tell you... I love you.
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A/N: As for the speaker, I'm STILL not going to reveal her identity (or maybe "his", for you select slashers) but use your imagination...
Disclaimer: The speaker is mine, being that they are my invention. You can substitue any wrestler in there, but the speaker's... um, speech is mine. Everyone is else is property of themselves and the WWFE corporation. *smile*
*****I Hate You*****
You did it anyway. I'll never forgive you for that, you know? I told you not to, you idiot. I screamed at you, you saw me. I wasn't even on your side. I was on Rob's side, but I tried to stop you. You kicked me. Not really, it was an act, but I had to play it out and you know it. But that hurt, asshole. I didn't tell you, but it did. You stubborn brat, you had to do it. Matt couldn't tell you, I couldn't tell you, no one could tell you.
I cried. You made me cry, but you didn't see it. You didn't even SEE what you did to me. Do you remember? Do you remember me yelling and crying and telling you not to be stupid? Do you remember JR trying to gloss it over? Are you still in there?
I told you before the match, you were too hurt. Rob told you for Christ's sake! Don't you listen? No, you're not even listening now, while we're all crying. You stubborn ass. You did it anyway. Rob wanted to move, but it would've been worse if he had. He took the hit just to save you some pain.
I hope you thanked him. I wouldn't have done it. Not after I begged you. You swore to me. You said it, you said, "I swear, I won't, okay? I know my limits." You didn't know your limits, you thought you were Superman, you told us all you knew what you were doing. Adrenaline got to you? Is that your excuse? No, you can't give an excuse, you can't give anything. You're brain dead.
There's a machine keeping you alive. I hate seeing you like this. If you had just listened to someone. Bastard... I hate you. You broke your damn neck. I told you, you wouldn't land right. You wouldn't listen to me. Damn, I've got tears on my shirt. You did it anyway. Fuck you. I hate you. I never got to tell you.
Now you're lying there, Matt has to pull the plug. How could you do that to your brother? He has to kill you. You're not even in there. I'm talking to a shell.
Damn it, Jeff, why did you do it? I hate you. You did the stupid move anyway. Now you're dead. CUZ OF THAT GODDAMNED SWANTON!! I'll hate that move as long as I live... It made your career, and it made you dead.
Matt says you're not, he still thinks you're in there. He's scared. I'm scared. Your dad is scared. Amy's scared. Even Rob is scared, damn it! I can't believe this... The last thing you said to me was "I'll be fine. We'll all be fine." Well, you're not fine, Jeff! Neither am I! God, I hate you so much. Why? Because, you left.
I hate you because you left and I forgot to tell you... I love you.
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A/N: As for the speaker, I'm STILL not going to reveal her identity (or maybe "his", for you select slashers) but use your imagination...