Title: Whispers In The Dark
Rated: T (Teen)
Genre(s): Romance/Hurt/Comfort
Pair(s): Jeff/Adam, Jay/Adam, Jeff/Mickie
Summary: Jeff has been distant for weeks, blatantly refusing any kind of intimate contact. It all started with one careless comment from Karen Jarret. And now, Adam is losing the man he loves. But one night, Adam crosses the line of no return with his best friend, officially breaking Jeff's heart. Can they be saved?
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, besides my OCs.
Warning: Slash
Part: 4/?
A/N: Please review! They make me want to write faster!
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Adam didn't know how long he had been standing outside of the house, but he did know that there was no way for him to enter inside. The door was locked and he had misplaced his keys, even if he could've sworn that they were in the pocket of these jeans. It had been five minutes since he had last tried to knock, but he doubted that anyone (anyone that was awake, anyhow) could hear it over the music inside. It wasn't too loud, but still…
Shivering, he tried once more to knock on the door. This time, voices sounded from within the house. A barely muffled chuckle, like bells, resounded afterword. And then, he heard the locks twisting on the inside. When the door finally opened, he came face-to-face with the infamous Cody Runnels. He looked different than how he remembered him, though. Older, maybe.
"Adam?" Cody sounded confused, maybe a little surprised. His blue eyes even widened a little bit. "Why are you here?"
Why was he here? This was his house, damn it! "I'm here to see Jeff. Is he home?"
"Nah. The old man's out with his lady and little Dayla. 'Said not to expect them back until real late." Cody answered nonchalantly. "Why?"
"Cody, babe, who's at the door?"
Adam's eyes widened. He knew that voice. It was the voice of his baby, his sweet little angel. But when the owner of that voice rounded the corner, he was met with the visage of a nineteen-year-old who had just been caught doing something rather inappropriate in the house while her parents were away. The first few buttons of her night shirt were undone, and there was a lovely hickey forming on her neck.
"Who's this?" She asked, innocently.
"I'm Adam Copeland, a friend of Jeff Hardy's. But, seeing as he's not around at the moment, I'll just come back later…" Why couldn't he say his married name?
"Oh…" suddenly self-concious, she held her shirt together with one hand and extended the other toward him. "'M Daylee James-Hardy… well, not anymore. As of last week, it's Daylee Runnels."
"James-Hardy?" Adam couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah. As in Mickie James and Jeff Hardy." Daylee clarified.
Adam felt his heart shatter. Jeff was his husband, dammit! What was he doing with that Hardcore Country… he couldn't even finish that thought. He had to know for sure. "You really don't know me, Daylee? I don't look the least bit familiar?"
Daylee looked at him oddly. "Nope. Honestly, I've never seen you before in my life."
Daylee continued to talk, but Adam was no longer listening. How could this have happened? How could his baby not remember who he was? And Jeff… did he really mean so little to Jeff that he could turn around and run off with the first woman that expressed even the slightest interest in him? Tears poured down his face as he thanked them for their time, and hurried off into the darkness. Was he not good enough for Jeff? Was that it?
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"Adam? Adam! Adam!" Jay called out to the other man, finally managing to startle him out of his dream. Adam sat up and looked around frantically, tears pouring down his face.
Adam looked to his best friend, before he broke, throwing himself into the other man's arms. "J-J-Jeff left me, and Daylee didn't remember me, and she was married and…"
"Shh, baby… it's OK. It was only a dream."
"But it wasn't a dream!" Adam didn't mean to shout, but he was so worked up and he couldn't seem to calm himself down. "It was too real to just be a dream."
"Shh…" Jay gently pushed him back toward the mattress, placing kisses over every inch of skin that was exposed. "Don't think about it too much, Adam. Just let me take care of you. Don't think about it too much…"
Jay started to nip at the hickey on his neck, while Adam blubbered on. "I want to see her. I want to see my baby-girl."
"Adam, it's 3:00 AM. I doubt that she's still awake…"
"I don't care! I need to see her, Jay…"
"Shh…" Jay moved so that his back was against the headboard, taking the other Canadian into his arms. "I'll make sure that you see her as soon as you can, baby-boy. You'll get to hug her and play with her… hell, you could even have a Disney Princess marathon. But you'll have to wait until normal humans are awake. OK?"
Adam shuddered, calmed by Jay's gentle touch. It wasn't the same as Jeff's, and it never would be. "You promise?"
"Of course. I always keep my promises."
Adam curled into the other blond's side, nestling his face into the man's neck. His scent overwhelmed him, reminding him of what they had before he had met Jeff. He didn't to hurt Jeff, he never wanted to hurt Jeff. All he wanted was for Jeff to wrap his arms around him tight and to tell him how much he loved him, just like he used to do before that episode of TNA. But now, he had crossed that line and there was no going back…
Jay started to nip at that hickey once again, and this time, Adam let him. Adam could only hope that what Jay had told him was true, and that he would get to see his baby soon…
And with that thought, he allowed Jay to have him one last time…
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