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Broken Soul

Jeff was barely conscious as he was taken into the small hotel room, noticing that it wasn't his and that the person he was with had to be carrying him because he couldn't feel his legs moving. "Where am I?" he asked, eyes unfocused with the image of passing wallpaper.

"Just rest," Matt said, stopping next to his bed to lay Jeff down on. "You'll need it."

"Matt?" Jeff questioned, fatigue and hurt coursing through his veins. "Where the fuck am I? Where's my stuff?"

"Don't worry. I have your duffel. You're just down the hall from your room," Matt said, walking off into the bathroom to get a warm washrag. "Take this and put it on your neck." He was gentle with his words, knowing that he was regretting what he'd done to his brother. "I'm sorry Jeff."

Jeff wrapped the warm cloth around his neck and sighed. He groaned, his green eyes cracking open to look up at the back of his brother, who at the moment was sitting on the edge of the bed next to him. "For almost killing me or raping me?" he asked, voice soft but hurt and very angry.

Matt was silent, he didn't think the words would hurt that much between them. "I never meant to hurt you like that. I just… I wanted to be the best for once. I wanted to be better than you," he struggled to force out, tears in his chocolate eyes. "Jeff, you're my brother, I didn't think I would ever be this jealous of you."

Jeff was the one to be silent, a hand coming to rest over his eyes. "It doesn't matter. You have the glory. You won the match, you're in the spot light now," he whispered, looking away from the man he grew up with.

"I love you man," Matt whispered, looking over at the other man, hoping that maybe the other man would take his words and really know that he meant them.

Jeff sat up, rolling his eyes. "Right." He tried to stand, his whole body hurting with every thought of moving.

"I'm still your brother…"

"No you're not. I lost him a long time ago," Jeff snapped, pushing off from the bed only to wobble lightly on his feet. "My brother was someone totally different."

Matt felt his heart start to break. "Yeah I guess you're right," he murmured, following his brother closely. "I want to talk to you."

"Good talk to me while I'm walking away then," Jeff snapped, limping over to the door and pulling at it. "Open the door Matt." He waiting, almost sure that the other man would at least do that for him.

"Not until you sit and talk to me," Matt said, resting a hand on Jeff's shoulder. "Please, just sit and talk to me for a bit."

"Why should I? You took everything from me Matt. I'm lucky that I have Beth still. You took my house, you took my title, you took my life but most of all Matt, you took my brother away from me!" he yelled, turning to have fire in his eyes. "What could you possibly have to say to me now?" Jeff threw his hands up in defeat as he stood there, Matt silent.

"I wanted to hurt you in ways you couldn't even imagine so you knew what it felt like. You always stole the spotlight and even now everyone looks at you and wants you to be the better brother," Matt explained softly, turning to walk back to the bed and sit down. "I wanted to make you fall apart and know how I felt but… I never wanted to push you away like this. I went too far tonight."

Jeff was quiet, trying to forget what it felt like to have his brother over him like he'd been. He turned to see the back of Matt, hair frazzled and head hung in shame. He knew his brother wasn't playing with his emotions, he was being sincere and completely honest.

"I wanted to show you I was better, I was the more dominant one. I wanted to keep you close but push you away at the same time but… I know that I… I fucked up and pushed you away so that I'll never have a brother anymore," Matt explained, sighing at the end, wanting to forget the night and rewind time to stop what he'd done. "I ruined Wrestlemania for you. It was your first singles match and I wouldn't stop until I almost killed you."

Jeff shook his head. "Just let me go Matt, please, I'm hurting and I just want to sleep," Jeff muttered, trying to get as far away from Matt as he could. He didn't want to think about the match or how it effected his record. "It doesn't matter anymore…"

"Jeff, it does matter! All those years we were tagging together, all that time when we were best friends… I threw it all away without thinking about it. I'm sorry."

Jeff shook his head. "Just stop Matt," he almost begged, turning to away for a moment only to turn back and see his brother right next to him. His heart was beating faster than he could ever remember it beating. His breathing was erratic and he didn't want to be so close to the other man. He backed away, his back against the door. "Matt…"

Matt came closer, resting his hands on either side of Jeff's head. "Jeff…" he whispered, leaning in and resting cheek to cheek with his brother. "Give me a chance to start over again."

Jeff's body shook with fear. He couldn't handle being so close to Matt, not with what had just happened. "Don't touch me," he murmured, trying to get closer to the door, sure that it would give him some refuge from his brother's soft touch.

"Jeff?" Matt asked, moving away enough to look into the fear filled eyes. He moved his hands down to rest on Jeff's shoulders. His own chocolate eyes were filled with worry as he took another step closer.

Jeff turned his head. "Matt, please… just let me go… I can't handle it," he gasped, the cool fingers on his warm skin making him shiver. "Let me go."

"Jeff, please, I can…"

"LET ME GO!" Jeff yelled, shoving his brother away before wrapping his arms around himself. He looked deep into the shocked eyes as he slid to the ground, covering his face as he started to silently cry. It hurt to be touched so gently after Matt was so rough with him.

Matt stood there, knowing that everything he'd done was irreversible. "Jeff." His voice was gentle as took a small step to bring them closer. He kneeled and tried to talk. "I… please look at me?" he asked, touching the tattooed fingers gently.

Jeff shook his head and pulled away from the gentle touch. "Just stop Matt. You've ruined everything," he snapped, voice weary.

Matt felt his heart lunge in his chest. He pulled off his shirt, throwing it off to the side of the room. "Give me your hand Jeff," he whispered, touching the tattooed hand once again, this time getting little resistance. He pressed it to the middle of his chest, showing where his heart was. "I have the same heart as you Jeff. I have the same blood. We are the same…"

Jeff shook his head, the tears now stemmed. "We'll never be the same again Matt," he said, standing and trying to open the door.

Matt sighed. "Will you just listen to me? I'm sorry Jeff. I know that it won't change what I've done to you but I want to make it up to you. I want to try and fix everything that I've fucked up in the last few months," he explained, taking Jeff's arm in his hand and turning him so they face one another.

Jeff lost his balance and fell into his older brother's arms. He shook in terror. Matt was too close to him. "Matt… let me go… please… don't touch me." He pulled away, finding that Matt had no intention of letting him go. "Matt." He was getting frantic.

"Jeff… I love you…" he whispered, holding his brother closer, making his hold a make shift hug. "I didn't think that it would go this far."

Jeff yanked away. "You didn't think that we would be fighting like two year olds or that you would rape me?" he snapped, punching Matt in the jaw.

"I…" Matt couldn't tell Jeff the real reason he forced himself on him. He couldn't say that it was because he loved him more than any brother should.

Jeff's eyes hardened on his brother. "It doesn't matter just unlock the damn door so I can go to bed!" He turned to the door and pulled at the handle, trying to unlock the two locks that were holding him in.

"Jeff, this isn't how I wanted it to be," Matt almost pleaded, pushing a large hand on the door to keep Jeff inside a little longer. "I didn't… I didn't want it to be like that." He really hadn't wanted to force Jeff against the locker room wall and take him without thought. "Jeff…."

Jeff snapped again, pushing Matt away from the door and opening it finally. "If you loved me you wouldn't have done this. Look at me Matt! I'm hurt because of the match, I don't understand why you did what you did in the locker room, and I don't know why you won't just leave me alone! I fucking hate you right now!" He yelled, chest heaving with breath as he pulled the door shut and hurried down to his own room.

"Jeff…." Matt sighed, wondering what he was going to do and how he was going to fix what he'd done.

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(A/N): So chapter 2 is out. So what do you think? I got a few reviews that you wanted more so here you go. I really don't know where I want this to go yet because I can only keep up with RAW because I work most Friday evenings and miss Smackdown. I will be recording this weeks to see it anything new happens. I have an idea for the next chapter because after seeing Jeff launch himself at Matt during the 6 man tag match on Raw the other night put this idea in my head. Oh and the title is Broken Soul by Brand New Sin. I forgot toput it on the last chapter but it's title is Broken Home by Papa Roach.

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