Adam didn't have to wait long for Batista to show up. Then again, he never did. Any time he called The Animal for sex, Dave would show up within fifteen minutes…like he didn't have a life or something. Adam never really thought all that much about it before, but now he was a bit uncomfortable with the speed at which Batista responded. Worse yet, he knew Dave was going to be pissed once he tried to break things off with him. The very thought of the conversation he was about to have was enough to make Adam tremble; Dave wasn't exactly known for having good anger control.
Not to mention Dave was known for being extremely possessive. He always complained about Adam being with Jeff; and his jealousy had grown worse in the past week or so. He would constantly call Adam and all but yell at him for staying with Hardy, but Adam didn't care. He never had any intention of dating Dave; the man was just far too unstable for that. Plus, he didn't have any real desire to break things off with Jeff. Sure, he wasn't head over heels for the younger Hardy, but he did like him and—despite what he had been doing with Dave—he did care about him.
"What's this about, Adam?" Dave was standing in Adam's room, a mean frown stretched across his face. He had initially been happy over the idea of seeing Adam and possibly getting some ass, but, upon seeing the look on Adam's face, Batista immediately realized something was up.
"Well?" The Animal growled impatiently, his dark eyes narrowing.
"Dave…" Adam could feel himself trembling a bit, "Things aren't exactly going well for me and Jeff and…and I think I need to step back and…I don't know…try to focus on our relationship more—"
"What the fuck are you trying to say?" Batista's hands curled into fists as he spoke, the muscles in his thick arms tightening.
"I…I'm saying…" Adam took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, "I think…you and I…we need to stop."
"Stop?" Dave took a menacing step forward, "You want to stop?"
"Y-yeah." Adam stuttered, taking a tentative step backward, away from the furious looking man in front of him.
"You stupid little slut!" Dave snarled, "You know, I fucking kept quiet about this! I could've gone and told your fucking twink boyfriend what was up, but I didn't! And this is how you repay me?"
"D-Dave, please…" Adam was starting to get a little frightened, he held up his hands defensively as Dave took another step forward, "Please calm down!"
"Calm down? You want me to calm the fuck down?" Batista was practically roaring now, his voice full of anger, "You're fucking leaving me you bitch!"
"Dave!" Adam yelled back, trying to regain control of the situation, "We were never together—"
Batista let out a howl of anger, and suddenly he rushed forward, lifting Adam up and pinning his against the wall, the Animal's bulging forearm pressing against Adam's throat. Adam let out a groan of pain and surprise, and he began coughing thickly, Batista cutting off his air supply as he pressed against Adam's neck.
"You listen to me, you damn whore." Dave leaned in, his brown eyes wide with madness, "You're mine. You fucking got that? You ain't getting rid of me that easily."
He let go and Adam dropped to the floor, clutching his neck as he breathed heavily, desperate for air. Dave said nothing else, he simply turned and stomped out of the room, slamming the door so hard that the walls shook.
Adam lay on the floor a moment, trying to regain some composure. Reaching up, he tenderly rubbed his fingertips across his throat, wincing at the pain. Hopefully there wouldn't be bruises, or Adam would find himself in some awkward conversations… God, Dave had really done a number on him. He had scared the shit out of Adam. Sure, Dave had gotten a little rough with him before, but it had never been anything like this. He'd never flat out hurt Adam.
This was not good; not good at all. Dave had made it pretty clear that he wasn't quite ready to split up…even if that was what Adam wanted. Fuck…what was he going to do? He couldn't go to anyone for help because he was supposed to be Jeff's boyfriend. He couldn't handle Dave on his own; this situation had made that pretty clear. So what the hell was he supposed to do? Groaning, Adam slowly sat up, feeling a wave of self-pity overcome him. His boyfriend was cheating on him, his secret lover had choked him…nothing could seem to go right for Adam right now.
"Hey Adam, you in there?" It was Matt Hardy, loudly knocking on the door.
Standing up with another groan, Adam made his way over to his door and quickly let the older Hardy in.
"You ok man?" Matt asked as he walked in, his dark eyes looking worried, "You look a little pale."
"Yeah, yeah." Adam sighed heavily, hanging his head, "I'm fine."
"Hey," Matt reached forward, lightly tilting Adam's chin up so they were looking eye to eye, "Don't worry about this Jeff thing. I'm sure it'll all work out ok in the end."
Adam was touched by Matt's kind words. He felt a flush of gratitude fill him as he looked into Matt's eyes. "Thanks Hardy." He said, "Everything just kind of sucks right now."
"We all have our bad times." Matt replied, releasing his grip on Adam's chin, "I just wish my idiot brother would stop being such a dick to you. You don't deserve it."
"Yeah…yeah…" Adam had to look away. For the first time since he began cheating on Jeff, he actually felt guilty for it. Strange, it was Matt—not Jeff—who made him feel that way.
"So what's up?" Adam walked over to the bed and slouched down on it.
"Just coming to see if your alright." Matt answered with a shrug, "I realized after I left that you being alone probably isn't the best right now."
Adam sighed heavily, hanging his head, "I just wish I could get some answers from Jeff."
Matt sat down next to the Rated R Superstar, their thighs rubbing against each other. A small, gentle smile on his face, he put an arm around Adam's shoulders. "Hey, I know things are bad right now, but it's going to be ok."
Adam found himself fidgeting under Matt's touch as he spoke, "I just hate that he won't tell us the truth. It makes me think he did something bad…"
"Well, honestly, he probably did." Matt answered, reaching up and rubbing a hand through his dark hair, "Jeff always gets himself in trouble. "
Adam smiled a little bit. Matt was obviously trying to help him through this, and, right now, it felt good to know that someone really did care about this. Their faces mere inches from each other, Adam was suddenly struck by how handsome the older Hardy was. Funny, he and Jeff looked nothing alike, but here Matt was, proving that he was just as good looking as his younger brother…
"Adam…" Matt's dark eyes widened a little bit, as if he was seeing Adam for real for the first time.
The door flew open, suddenly, and Matt's arm immediately dropped from Adam's shoulder. Too fast…almost as if he was caught doing something he shouldn't have been.
Jeff Hardy walked in, a deep frown etched into his pretty face. He had, at some point, tied his blood red hair up into a bun, but he was still wearing the same black tee and tight jeans that he had been wearing at breakfast. His pink, puffy eyes clearly proved that the younger Hardy had been crying for some time. Strange thing though, as Adam looked at the obviously distraught Enigma, he didn't feel pity for him. No, he only felt angry. Biting his tongue, Adam decided to keep his mouth shut and let Jeff start.
"Jeff?" Matt looked surprised to see him, "Jeff…man, I'm sorry—"
"Not right now, Matty." Jeff scowled, standing in front of them, "I'm here to talk to Addy…I mean Adam."
Adam bit his lip and looked at Matt, his hazel eyes filled with distress. Immediately, Matt knew he couldn't leave.
"Whatever you have to say to him," The older Hardy replied evenly, "You can say in front of me."
Jeff huffed a bit, his green eyes meeting the floor. The trio remained silent for almost a full minute before Jeff finally looked up, emerald eyes filled with determination.
"Adam," Jeff said, "We need to break up."
The looks on Matt and Adam's faces were ones of stunned disbelief. Of all the things they had expected Jeff to say, that had not been one of them…
"What?" Adam growled, feeling panicky, "What do you mean? Why…what's going on? Why are you doing this?"
"Jeff, you've got some serious explaining to do!" Matt hissed.
"I don't n-need to explain nothing." Jeff whispered, still staring at the floor, "I w-want to break up. That's it."
"But…" Adam sputtered, not really knowing what to say, "I…I thought we were happy!"
"Yeah, well, you were wrong." Even as he said those words, Jeff started to cry again, the tears slipping from his eyes and to the floor."
"Jeff," Adam stood up, taking a step toward Jeff, "Why are you doing this? Did you…did you cheat on me?"
Jeff looked up, biting his bottom lip as the tears continued to pour, but he said nothing.
"You did, didn't you?" Adam's hands clenched into fists, "I thought you cared about me! Who was it, huh? Who?"
"Jeff…" Matt shook his head, eyes clenching shut, "How could you do this?"
Jeff's whole body shook with silent sobs, but he managed to speak, "I'm g-getting my stuff…and I'm leaving…"
He turned and began packing up his clothes, bending over to pick up his things that were scattered across the floor.
"Who was it Jeff? Well? Who?" Adam growled, stamping his foot in anger, "You can at least tell me who you fucked behind my back—"
"Shut up!" Jeff snarled through clenched teeth, so angry that Adam would pull this on him when he had cheated as well.
"Jeff," Matt replied, eyes stony, "I'm your brother, but what you did was wrong! How can you hurt your boyfriend like this? How could you sleep around like this?"
"Oh, you would take his side." Jeff hissed, rolling his eyes slightly.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Matt demanded, eyes narrowing.
"You always blamed me for everything—" Jeff began.
"This is completely your fault!" Matt yelled, getting more and more pissed by the second, "You're the one who fucked around on Adam! Of course I'm going to blame you for this!"
"S-shut up!" Jeff began crying even more, clear tears sliding down his cheeks, "This isn't any of your business anyway!"
"You're my only brother and Adam's one of my best friends!" Matt continued angrily, "Of course this is my business! Especially since it's my own family who's being such a dick!"
"You don't know nothing Matty!" Jeff wailed as he stamped his foot on the ground, throwing the shirt he had just picked up back to the ground.
"I know you're hurting someone for no better reason then you not being able to keep your legs closed!" Matt screamed back, his own hands turning into fists.
"Fuck you!" Jeff yelled, kicking his suitcase that was on the ground, "Fuck this!"
He turned and all but ran out the door, more and more tears pooling in his eyes as he slammed the door shut.
Adam immediately collapsed onto the bed again, burying his face into his hands.
So his boyfriend had broken up with him. Just when he thought it couldn't get even worse. Oh, sure, he hadn't been in love with Jeff, but damn…getting broken up with was awful. He felt like total and complete shit right now. Completely worthless…after all, if Jeff didn't want him, well, what did that say? That he wasn't good enough, that's what.
"Hey now," Matt sat down next to him, pulling Adam against his chest, "It's alright, it's alright."
He must've known that Adam had been fighting back tears, for his gentle touch was enough to cause Adam to start crying lightly, a few hot tears slowly rolling down his cheeks.
"I'm sorry…" Adam sniffed, turning red with embarrassment, "I'm being stupid."
"It's ok." Matt answered, not letting go, "Your boyfriend just broke up with you, it's understandable."
"He cheated on me." Adam sighed into Matt's chest, "I don't know why I'm so upset…"
"Even though he was a cheating ass, he was still your boyfriend." Matt replied, "It still hurts to lose him."
"It's not really that," Adam admitted, sniffing again, "We weren't…you know…in love anyway. I just…I feel like I wasn't good enough for him…"
"Adam," Matt frowned sadly, "This isn't your fault. You can't control what your boyfriend does. If he decides to be a cheating bastard, well, there isn't much you can do about that."
"Yeah, yeah you're right." Adam reached up, wiping the tears from his face as he sat up.
"I can't believe my brother is being such a dick." Matt sighed, "It's like he's not even himself… I feel bad for saying those mean things to him…but I don't know what's wrong with him. He's treating you so badly, I can't just stand by and watch."
"He's not going to stay mad at you, Matty." Adam answered, realizing that Matt was looking for reassurance, "He never does."
"I know." Matt sighed again, "But I still feel bad."
Biting his bottom lip, Adam leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Matt, pulling the thicker man into a tight hug.
"Adam?" Matt sputtered, clearly surprised by the sudden show of emotion, "What's with the hug?"
"You looked like you needed it." Adam replied with a tiny grin, "And I did too."
Matt laughed…he actually laughed at that. Then he leaned back and awkwardly rubbed the back of his head.
"Well…" Matt said, "I guess I should get going."
"Yeah." Adam answered quietly, "I guess you should."
"Well, uh," Matt stood up, flushing a little bit, still feeling awkward, "If you need anything Addy, just give me a call."
"Yeah, ok." Adam nodded, staring intently as Matt left.
God, Adam thought as he lay back down. Everything was so fucked up now. Jeff had cheated and left him, Dave was turning out to be a real psycho, and here he was thinking Matt Hardy was handsome. He had no idea where those thoughts were coming from; now certainly wasn't the time to start thinking the older Hardy was attractive. Not that it mattered anyway…Matt was just trying to be nice to him, he wasn't helping Adam out because he cared about him or anything…right? Twisting on top of his white bed sheets, Adam shook his head, trying to flush his thoughts of the older Hardy out of his mind.
Was he truly upset about Jeff breaking up with him? Somewhat, he supposed. He and Jeff clicked really well, and it was going to suck not being close with him any more… Not to mention the sex had been amazing. Then again, finding a source of awesome sex had never exactly been a challenge for Adam. Either way, he was slightly surprised at how…not unhappy he was. Oh sure, the shock of it all had been awful—that's why he cried, really. Not because he would no longer be romantically involved with Jeff, but the whole rejection thing…he wasn't really going to miss Jeff as a lover, but getting cast aside by the Enigma had really done a number on Adam's self-esteem.
Maybe it was a good thing they broke up, Adam thought with a sigh. After all, they had both been cheating… Maybe it was time to throw in the towel. Adam just wished they had parted a happier note. His eyelids growing heavy, Adam could feel sleep beginning to overcome him. His last thought before slipping into a heavy sleep was that Matt Hardy had been staring at him real hard today…