Havoc Hell and Sweetness .Part 8

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Suzy. The rest are owned by their owners, which in most cases are their Parents but in a few cases it is VK Mac.

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I sat on the couch curled up against Shane watching Sev eat carrots absently whilst watching the Heat tapings. She looked so child like when she did that. Jeff had reduced her to this, which defiantly wasn't a good thing. This was a bad thing. Shane had somehow managed to get her off screen for the past two weeks so she would have time to recover but all she seemed to be doing was bottling it up. I knew that as soon as Paris got back things would change and hopefully for the better. I glanced down at my baby's watch, 'Paris should have been here by now' I thought. Shane most have known what I was thinking as he gave me that cute McMahon smile. I smiled back and was about to say something but was cut off by a sharp knock on the door. "Come in!" Shane said loud enough for whomever it was to hear. The door opened and in walked Paris and Kurt. I jumped up and hugged Paris. She struggled to get out of the hold in that playful way of hers so I let her loose. She smiled at me; "Well if it isn't Mrs O Mac!" she teased. That's the thing about her. She could tease you but she always knew where the line was drawn. I rolled my eyes at her, "Whatever Mrs Hardy!" And we both laughed. Suzy hadn't moved from her position on the floor but you could tell she was listening as she had stilled all her movements. Paris walked over to her, "Okay Suzy, enough of the silent treatment already." Sev said nothing. Paris raised her eyebrows, " Oh so that's the way it's gonna be hey? You give us the silent treatment just because your slut Jeff went and screwed someone else because you weren't giving it to him enough!" Kurt

I stood in the doorway as Paris said this in a voice that was steadily growing louder as she got angrier. I thought Paris was meant to be her friend? Her best friend? I watched as the words hit Suzy. At first she seemed to flinch away from them as if they were striking her then as Paris continued she began to grow angry. "You always were a self centred spoilt bitch though!" Paris continued, "You never were one to share much. And all those years you tried to make out that you worried about everyone when really the only person you gave a damn about was yourself. YOU! SUZY MARIE MAYAN!" Paris took a deep breath and launched into another attack, " No wonder Jeff had to get away. Smart man really. You probably made his life miserable just like you have done with us. Maybe I should go check on him? He must be taking the loss of you really easy! I'll just go get him then we can-" She was suddenly pushed backwards onto the couch, rather brutally by Suzy. " What the fuck would you know Paris!" She spoke. Oh my god Suzy spoke. " You've been off in England with no clue about what's been happening and then you come back here running your mouth off!" I watched the expression on Paris' face turn from one of seeming hate to a smile. " Well that's better," Paris replied in a much softer voice. " If I don't have a clue what's been going on then why don't you tell me?" I watched as Suzy took a deep breath. " It was on my birthday. Jeff had been acting really weird all week so after my match I went to find him," she started fiddle with her hair, " I went to his locker room. We were meant to be going out that night. Vince had booked us a party hall to celebrate. Anyway I entered the room, I didn't think to knock. I mean God he was my own boyfriend why would I need to knock? And then I saw them! Hands and lips everywhere! God I didn't know what to do what to say! It was as if I'd stepped out off the world and nothing mattered anymore than what they were doing." Suzy had started to cry half way through and it tore at my heart to see her that way. I wish I could just move in and remove all this pain Jeff and whoever it was had caused. Suzy had slumped down by the wall again and was hugging her knees avoiding eye contact with anyone. " Then they stopped," Suzy continued, "They stopped and starred at me. That little bitch actually had a smirch on her face," she laughed bitterly, " How could she do that to me?" She asked Paris tears streaming down her face, " How could she do that to me? To someone who's spent their entire life dedicate to bring them up? To looking after them making sure they had as much as they wanted?" I glanced at Paris; she stood looking down on Suzy here mouth now in a soft O shape. She found out who it was and I was just about to figure it out. Suzy kept repeating the same question over and over until eventually her tears consumed what speech she had gained. Unable to stand there any longer and watch her like this I moved in and took hold of her. Gently rocking her and whispering in her ear that things will be okay. I heard Paris move forwards, " Yeah Sev everything will be okay. They'll pay. Both of them."

A.N/ Just to let you know that Paris isn't a cruel bitch. She told me that she'd have handeled the situation differently but I needed to write the story as it is. Here's how she would have dealt with it.

Suzy hadn't moved from her position on the floor but you could tell she was listening as she had stilled all her movements. Paris walked over to her, "Okay Suzy, enough of the silent treatment already." Sev said nothing. Paris raised her eyebrows, " Everybody in the room who doesn't fancy Al Snow say I?"