A/N: Well in case you haven't figured it out, Shannon's going to be a douche in this story. I just felt like it, bad Shannon seems extremely sexy to me at the moment. 8D Thanks for the reviews, keep them coming.
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Disclaimer: Don't Own Shannon Moore, Jeff or Matt Hardy, only my fabulous OC.
The Underlying Issue-
This is a nightmare, and I want nothing more than to wake up and find out this was all a dream.
Wake up and realize that everything is back to normal. Shannon and I are happy again, as if the last few months had never happened, and that things between Matt and I had never went that far.
But I won't wake up, and things won't ever be the same.
And as naive as it sounds, I didn't see any of this coming.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I yell, throwing the nearest object next to me at my 5'10 boyfriend, the object barely missing him.
"Lace relax, let me explain." Shannon replies, emerging from behind the couch moments later.
It was complete chaos in the Moore household as the dogs begin to bark, the screaming grew louder, and the tears begin to pour down faster.
Unable to stand anymore, I collapse to the floor. "No, fuck you Shannon!"
"Lacey, it didn't mean anything." Shannon says, coming to my side, and pulling me into hug as he cradles me back and forth.
"No. It. Obviously. Meant. Something." I say in between sobs, as I lay in Shannon's lap.
Moving my black hair out of my face, Shannon moves my head towards his face. "It was just a blow job, it didn't go any farther."
"JUST A BLOW JOB!" I scream, my strength immediately coming back to me. "That blow job signifies everything that's been going wrong in our relationship that last few months."
"Lace, it was just some ring rat." Shannon says nonchalantly, getting up from the floor.
"Am I not good enough for you? Have things gotten so bad between us that you have to hook up with some ring rat Shan?"
"Lace-" Shannon begins, but I quickly cut him off.
"I sacrificed so much for you Shan, and you're throwing three years out the window. Everybody has problems Shan, and I really wanted to work them out."
Sighing, Shannon bends down and cups my face in his hands. "Trust me Lacey, as of right now our problems are unfixable, and it's not because of me."
"So you're blaming me now?"
"Don't fucking act like you haven't seen this coming over the last six months Lace, this was bound to happen. I'm not happy." Shannon replies, a smirk plastered across his face as he raises up and goes upstairs.
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Shannons POV
"She's a fucking whore!" I yell, punching the wall.
"Dude relax, you're just mad." Jeff says, offering me a beer as I reluctantly take a seat on the couch and attempt to calm down. "Did you honestly not expect this to happen?"
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" I snap.
"You treat Lacey like shit for months, hook up with random chicks, and you tell her that she's not good enough for you. She stayed Shannon, I have no idea why, but she stayed, while you acted like a complete asshole. I don't blame her." Jeff replies, fed up with the conversation.
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"You sure you want to do this?" Matt asks me as he lays me onto his bed, his dark eyes staring into mine.
I nod my head, wrapping my arms around his neck and bringing my lips to his. Matt's lips feel so soft against mine as his hands begin to roam my body, stopping at the waist of my jeans. I let out a small moan as he slowly begins to take off my too-tight skinny jeans, giving me goose bumps as his hands barely touch the exposed skin. Throwing the jeans across the room Matt's hands immediately go to my ass, causing me to arch as he moves his lips to my neck.
"MMMM." I purr, feeling his lips travel around my collar bone.
I needed this, this was more than just lust, it felt right.
"You are so beautiful." Matt whispers into my ear, as he unbuttons my red and black plaid shirt, eventually unveiling my black lace bra.
"Damn, Lacey." Matt mutters, lifting up to admire my body.
Sitting on my knees, I kiss Matt once more before running my hands down his chiseled chest, stopping at the hem of his shirt, slowly taking the article of clothing off.
"I've wanted this for so long Lace." Matt says, as I kiss his chest.
I stop what I was doing, looking up at Matt before saying. "I know Matt, me too."
Smiling Matt takes off my bra, his hands immediately going to my breasts as I begin to unbuckle and take off his pants.
"I need you so bad Matthew." I whine, as Matt takes off my underwear and lays me back onto the bed.
My breath gets caught in my throat, as Matt thrusts into me. His hands on my waist as he slowly moves in and out of me. My back arching once again as I wrap my legs around his waist, pushing him deeper inside of me.
"FUUCCK!" I moan, running my newly manicured nails down his back causing a guttural growl to resonate from Matt.
The grip Matt had on my hips tightens as he begins to pound into me harder and harder, and I begin to writhe underneath him. My breath becoming more and more ragged as I feel myself coming closer and closer.
"AHH MATT!" I yell, gripping onto his shoulder as Matt continues to move in and out of me, leading to my climax. Moments later Matt cums as well and he lays to the side of me, pulling me on top of him as we lay in sweaty heap in the middle of his bed.
