Wow, its seems like forever since I've updated. Well, here's the next chapter. Enjoy! Oh, and once again, I do not own anybody.
The whole WWE roster knew Jeff was going through hell. Everyone tried to help the young Hardy, but all he could concentrate on was Trish Stratus' unborn child. She still wore their engagement ring, she still told Jeff those three words everybody wants to hear, but they still didn't know if Jeffrey was the father. Jeff slowly picked up his pen and softly pressed the tip to the paper. He just couldn't write anything. His feelings were too mixed up. Just once salty tear fell from his stunning green eyes, but the splash from it could have caused a tidal wave. Matt Hardy could not stand seeing his brother so depressed. Matt and Jeff had not taken off work. It was the best thing for Jeff. It wasn't that Matt thought Jeff would cause harm to hisself, but the older Hardy brother knew Jeff would make hisself sick from worrying so much unintentionally.
'I can't believe the one I would die for has done treason against my heart.' For the past two hours that was all the high flyer could write and with just one little noise, he was brought out of his thoughts. Matt didn't mean to let out such a heavy sigh, but now that he had Jeff's attention, they could have another talk. "Matty, why are you stalking me?" Jeff asked scooting so his back was against the wall. He was sitting in the hall on the boxes that hold all the equipment.
"Because, I'm your number one fan." Matt replied pulling hisself up on the box to sit next to his younger brother.
"Whatever," the Jeff replied running his hands through his hair and shutting his notebook, "so, whats up?"
"Nothing, just thought I'd see what your plans for tonight are?" Matthew answered.
"Oh you know, go get drunk and play the lottery." Jeff said sarcastically.
"Good, sounds like a date." Matt replied with a little laugh, but suddenly becoming serious, "with all joking aside, are you going to Trish's?"
"Uhm…" Jeff sighed out, "I thought about it, but I just don't know. I haven't seen her for almost a month. And, within that one month, we've only spoken twice."
"Well, why don't you go to Toronto and surprise her? I'm sure she'd love that." Matt sugested hoping Jeff would take his advice. It truly broke Matt's heart to see his little brother so miserable. Jeff and Trish had decided It would be for the better to postpone the wedding. Two months had passed since Jeff found out Trish was pregnant and the worste part was not knowing if the child was his or not. Trish was to have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and then they would send off the DNA and continue to wait patiently for the results. The only good to come from the appointment would be the knowing of the sex of the child.
"Yeah, I bet she would. I'm scared Matt. I am truly scared. I've never been this scared and nervous in my life. I love her so much, but what if its Paul's?" Jeff asked with desperation in his voice.
"Youn continue to love her and you love that kid, even if its not yours." Matt replied wisely, but seeing the cold and lost look in Jeff's eyes that blended in with the snow white December. Matt found it ironic that it was December and that's when things start to die; and he feared for Jeff's relationship with the beautiful Patricia Stratigias.
"Your right Matt," Jeff replied energetic all of a sudden, "I promised myself that I would always love her and I'd do whatever it takes to make our relationship work."
"That's the Jeff I grew up with," Matt replied with a smile, "but, I do want to know when the wedding is?"
"Well, she obviously won't be able to fit into the dress, so it'll be after the baby is born in June." Jeff answered jokingly.
"I'm going to tell her what you said." Matt exclaimed pushing Jeff and jumping off of the box.
"Oh no your not!" Jeffrey replied laughing and playfully jumping on his brother's back.
"Okay, the name for the baby, if a boy, is going to be Adam Hardy. How does that sound?" Adam Copeland aka Edge asked jokingly to the Women's Champion.
Trish Stratus raised an eyebrow and slowly let a smile form, "Don't you think Jeff and I should decide the name?"
"Erm, no." Adam replied matter of factly looking down at his magazine, "you want to name the child after your big brother." Trish busted up giggling as she saw Adam try to keep a straight face. She had spent the last month hanging out with Adam. He made her forget about all the imperfections in her life. She slowly let her smile fade away as her eyes got teary. She terribly missed Jeffrey Nero Hardy.
Trish didn't want to push him away, so she stopped calling. I wish he would just call or send a text even
"You okay?" Edge asked as he noticed Trish's breathing slow down and a few tears fall.
"Yeah, I just miss him so much." Trish replied while wipping her tears away.
"It'll be okay." Adam said placing his hand on Trish's, "He needs time to think to."
"Yeah, thanks for being by my side." Trish said smiling.
"No problem, and ofcourse I'd be by your side. We're family and that's what family does." Adam replied with a smile.
"That's true." Trish agreed, but jumping suddenly as Adam's cell phone rang.
"Hello?" Adam asked cooly.
"Hey, its Matt."
"Nah duh, I have caller id laugh whats up?"
"Shut up! I was wondering if you're still at Trish's?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, I talked Jeff into going over there. He left an hour ago, so he should be there in a couple of hours."
"Aight, its about time, that's all I have to say." Adam replied harshly, "Sorry, I'm just stressed about all this."
"I know, me to. Its alright, but I've got to go. Bye."
"Bye." Adam said closing his cell phone. He didn't have anything against Jeff. He just wished Jeff would talk to Trish, especially since at this time when she needed him the most.
"Who was that?" Trish asked curiously.
"Mr. Matt Hardy." Adam sighed out, "he was wondering about my return."
"Oh," Trish let out disappointed. Maybe Jeff put him up to calling
"Well sis, I'm going to go. I've gotta get ready for my big return." Adam took a month off so he could spend time with Trish.
"Okay." Patricia said standing up and walking Edge to the door, "Again, thanks for everything."
"You're most welcome." Adam replied giving the pregnant Trish a hug. Patricia Stratigias was now left alone with her thoughts and she sighed as she laid down on her black fuzzy couch. Please, don't let me lose him