Here I am, standing in front of Jeff's door, knocking for what must have been ten minutes now. I know he can hear me, he even turned his music down. He knows it's not Matt, because he would have just walked in already. He is just being frustrating and stubborn. I knock one more time, and when I get no response I open the door, surprised it's unlocked. I step inside and quietly shut the door. I look at him lying on his bed, eyes closed, as if he is sleeping. Who is he trying to fool?
" Jeff" I whisper. Nothing.
" I know your up Jeff, I am not that dumb" I say, walking closer to his bed. When the fucker still doesn't answer I sit down beside him, roughly shaking him. Nothing. He didn't even stir, furthering my conclusion that he isn't sleeping. I rub my hands up and down his sides softly, feeling him shiver. I smile to myself and do it again, a little harder. Nothing. I move my hands up to his neck and gently rub my fingertips over his sensetive spots, again making him shiver. I take one finger and trail it down his chest, making my way past his navel, and over the button of his pants. Before I could go any further, his hand reaches out and grips mine.
" Don't even think about it" He says, opening his eyes. I smile, he knew what I was going to do.
" Well, next time if you would answer me instead of faining sleep, I wouldn't have to resort to drastic measures." I tell him, getting my wrist out of his grasp.
"I lasted longer then you though, did't I"? I give him a confused look, having no idea what he is talking about.
" What are you talking about"? I ask, temporarily forgetting why I came up here to see him in the first place.
" The other night, when my drunken self came to see you, you pretended to be asleep, but you didn't last long" He remembers that? I didn't think he did, infact, we haven't even mentioned the other night to each other.
" Yeah, well when your drunk, you don't shut up and I wanted to sleep" I tell him. He scoots over on the bed, making enough room for me to lay down beside him.
" I didn't want you to be mad at me" He says, wrapping his arm around my midsection. Just like the other night. Only difference is now he is sober.
" I wasn't mad at you Jeff" I turn around so I'm looking him in the eyes.
" You weren't? Damn, then I would hate to see you when you are." He says, looking down at me. For some reason, being that this is only the second time I've been in bed with this man, it isn't uncomfortable or akward.
" No Jeff, I wasn't as mad as I was hurt" I say, hesitantly on the last part. I can feel him stiffen against me, before sighing.
" I know, and I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I was just mad" He says, stroking my hair.
" What were you mad about"? I ask him, snuggling further into him.
" Work mostly" Work, that reminds me of why I came up here. I stay quiet for a few minutes, focusing on the feeling of him stroking my hair, I've never felt so comfortable in my life. Not the time to be thinking of that right now.
" Why'd you hit Randy, Jeff" I ask him, I look at him and see surprise registered on his face. I forgot he didn't know I knew.
" How did you know I hit Randy"? He asks, to my surprise, he doesn't sound Mad.
" I got my sources"
" Shannon needs to learn how to shut his mouth"
" Who said anything about Shannon"?
" C'mon, you were just telling me your not that dumb, either am I" I crack at a smile at him.
" It's not his fault, he didn't even realize what he had said."
" For being my best friend, he isn't one I would want to tell secrets to" Ok, we are getting off topic here. He is smoothe, I have to hand it to him.
" Jeff, why did you hit Randy, especially when your on a short leash with Vince" I ask him again.
" He said some things, and I didn't like them" Could he be anymore vague?
" What kinda things did he say"? I want the full story, not the cut up version. His hand stopped moving and he sat up.
" Things that pissed me off" I figured that, not hard to believe, Jeff doesn't like Orton as it is.
" And that would be what exactly" I watch him, and he debated wheter to tell me or not, it can't be that bad.
" You remember that party we had here last Christmas" I nod my head, boy did I ever get drunk that night. It was the last Show before all the superstars got time off for Christmas, and it happened to be in North Carolina, not far from here actually. So afterwards, they all came over here, superstars from Raw and Smackdown, Randy Orton included.
" We were all in the locker room, talking about it. It came up that we should do it again sometime." He says, stopping there.
" Damn Jeff, if I was there, I would have done the same thing to" I tell him, telling him to continue.
" Anyway, Hunter was saying how we should do it again sometime, and Ken agreed, as did the rest of the locker room"
" Jeff, get to why you hit Randy, I don't got all night" I tell him, becoming frustrated with his lack of information.
" Fine, So John asked how you were doing and shit, while the others were talking about the party, that apparently they were planning on having here, and Randy came up to us and said and asked if you would be at the party. I told him more than likely. He said good and that he would like to..-" He stops, probably remembering what was said, becoming angry again.
" He would like to what Jeff, just tell me, I can handle it" He acts like im a child at time, and I am older then him...by two months, but I am still older.
" That he would like to tap that bitch" He says quietly, looking at me. I stand up and head towards the door. I turn around before I get there, and look at him.
" Thanks Jeff, but don't do it again, I don't want you getting suspended or fired over me" He looks up at me, anger clearly written across his face.
" What do you want me to do Rae, stand there and let him talk about you like that" He asks me, his voice raising.
" Yes" I answer him simply.
" Sorry, but I'm not going to do that."
" I'm not worth losing your job over Jeff" I turn back around and start out the door, his voice stopping me.
" Well to me you are" I stop, and turn back around to face him, surprised when I run into his chest. He is standing right in front of me.
" And why is that Jeff, I'm just a friend, like Matt and Shan" I say, looking up into his eyes.
" Still doesn't give him the right to say that stuff."
" Still doesn't give you the right to put your job in jeopardy" I tell him, lowering my eyes.
" I didn't put it in jeopardy, I just got suspended, but even if I woulda' got fired, it would have been worth it" He says, putting a finger under my chin and lifting my head up to look at him.
" Jeff, what don't you understand, I'm not worth you getting fired"
" Raegan, what don't you understand, I'm not going to let ANYBODY talk about you like that" I look up at him. I stand there and look at him for a few moments. Before I even know what I'm doing, I am pushing him backwards, and shutting the door. He looks at me confused, but I shrug it off and wrap my arms aroung his neck, before bringing his lips to mine.
