Story: The Switch by the World's Biggest Jerichoholic.
Disclaimer: I own Faith and randoms I have mentioned.
An upside to the events of recent weeks, the WWE draft… well not necessarily. I could be stuck with Jeff Hardy, permanently. But I also get to be Daily Diva next week, so that pretty cool. But that was not the main thing on my mind, I was thinking about the Draft. And thinking pretty hard too when Dad rang…
"Hi Faith, how are you?" he asked his voice full of concern,
"Hey Dad. I'm great thanks, you?"
"I'm good too. But listen, I heard about you and AJ…" he said slowly and clearly,
"Did you hear the whole story? And just adding, you're a bit late,"
"I know I'm late, that's why I'd thought I'd ring, make sure it hasn't been to hard on you. And yes, I am pretty sure Jess screamed it all at me,"
"Oh," I laughed, "That's good… but yeah, I'm absolutely fine. And besides, with Paul and Shawn here, I can't be too sad now can I?"
"Thatta girl,"
"Oh, wait, speaking of Shawn, the man wants to take me out to lunch,"
"Then I guess I better let you get going. Love you darling,"
"Love you too dad," I said before hanging up my cell and grabbing my bag and a coat. I told Shawn I'd meet him down in the lobby and we'd go out for lunch. So waited patiently for the elevator when I was greeted by Rainbow man. He stayed silent and just stood next to me. Believe me when I tell you it had to be the most awkward silence I had ever experienced. I closed my eyes until the elevator came and when we stepped in, I spoke,
"Hey Hardy," it was nice, although there was a hint of irritation in my voice,
"Hey Faith," he replied, no irritation in his voice, just a bit of sadness, "You read my letter I take it?" it was a question, but only just,
"Yeah. Sorry she left you," I apologised, why the hell was I apologising?
"Not your fault, my fault for being a dickhead," oh here comes the inner bitch,
"Wow, took you long enough to admit it,"
"I had that coming," he said before getting off the elevator, we weren't in the lobby yet, so he must be seeing a friend… well in the ride for the elevator, I listened to the sounds of the machine transporting me, understanding how people could be afraid. When I excited the transporting machine, I saw HBK and his wife Rebecca. I walked up to them and hugged each of them,
"Here for the Hall of Fame ceremony?" I asked Rebecca as I pulled away,
"Yes actually, its was really fun," she smiled as we walked to the waiting, chauffer driven, vehicle,
"Seriously Shawn, a driver?!" I asked shocked,
"Faith, we are going to a very nice restaurant, why not go all the way and get a driver?" he asked shrugging his shoulders.
"That was really nice Shawn, thank you," I thanked the 'Heartbreak Kid' and his wife by hugging them,
"If you ever need to talk Faith, Hunter, Rebecca and myself are always here for you,"
"Of course Shawn," I said before walking into my room. Do they realise I am 28 years old?! I am perfectly capable of looking after myself! Well, okay, maybe not. I'm not the most sane person in the world, but who is? Besides the most sane person in the world… eh quiet Faith.
I walked out onto the ramp with the screaming Raw fans, guess what? It was my worst nightmare, Paul on Raw with Shawn, and me alone on Smackdown. Only good thing is that Phil's going with me. Miz is on Raw, so there goes Miz and Morrison. And Gail is still on SD! Thank heavens, but she might be drafted in the supplemental draft, but I sure as hell hope not! I did my bit with the crowd and walked backstage and spotted Matthew Hardy almost immediately,
"Oh great job, get moved when I do!" he pretended to be angry,
"So sorry your royal highness," I said curtseying,
"Just, don't be too hard on Jeff yeah? He's a bit burnt out," Matt told me and continued walking down the hall. I sighed, Jeff being burnt out practically means drugs, but I have to try and not think of it that way. I said hello to numerous faces and went to the diva's change rooms. I needed to rest, I went out in front of the crowd in the same style clothes I would have if I was managing John and Mike. So there was no need for me to change. I sat on the bench and rested backwards so I was laying on it. I was there for a good 40 minutes, well the show had ended and I had fallen asleep on the bench when Paul walked in laughing,
"Up you get Faith," he said taking hold of my arm and pulling me up,
"Paul!" I said groggily, as he threw my arm over his shoulder,
"Wake up, I don't wanna have to carry you," I rested my head on his shoulder and heard Stephanie following us,
"Hey Steph!" I sort of sounded high. Steph didn't answer, but I don't mind.
After the trip to the hotel we went up the same elevator, and guess who happened to be in it? Skittles. And Paul just so happened to be 3 floors beneath me.
"Jeff, could you take Faith to her room?" he asked, I frowned at Triple H,
"Sure," Jeff answered taking my arm from Paul. But I snatched it back,
"I'm fine," I snapped. Paul and Steph stepped out not looking back.
"You okay?" he asked when I leant against the wall and rested my head back,
"Fine," short but sweet was the answer. We got out of the elevator and I put my hand out to Jeff because I was having trouble standing up, so he put it around his shoulder. "Thank you," when we reached my room I was surprised to see that Mickie had ditched me and left a note saying she had gone to stay elsewhere. I sat on the bed and broke down in tears. It was setting in that I was alone. That I wasn't with AJ and that wasn't my choice,
"Shit, Faith? What did I do?!" Jeff asked taken aback by the sudden tears,
"Nothing, just go,"
"Are you sure? Coz I can help…"
"Just go Jeff," I said curling into a ball and laid down. Jeff looked hesitant about leaving, but he did it anyway. See, so much for me being able to look after myself.
It was photo shoot time, and boy was I happy. I was going to be he Daily Diva. I know it sounds lame, but I think its pretty cool,
"Stop day dreaming Miss Nash!" the photographer called,
"Sorry," I mumbled giving my best smile. Which was a bit difficult because I had been in a crappy mood lately, all starting when Paul left me with Jeff. I had gotten half way through the photo shoot when the door opened and I looked in that direction. It was Jeff. Just what I need, that and I involuntarily smiled. I turned back to the camera,
"Smile like before," I smiled as best I could, "Faith, look at Jeff again and smile," he ordered,
"Wha-Why?"
"Just please," I did so and he was pleased, too pleased,
"Jeff, over here!" over walked Skittles, he looked and smiled,
"That's perfect!" the camera said excitedly as he snapped a photo, "I must talk to Stephanie about getting you two into a storyline!"
"What?!" I yelled, "No one wants to see us together!"
"Oh, you'd be surprised, people have written fan fiction about us,"
"You read fan fiction?!" I laughed at him,
"What's so bad about that? I wanna know how much people like me,"
"Because the screaming fans at the arena aren't enough?"
"You two would be look perfect together, you know that?" the photographer asked. I wanted to thump him over the head, but Jeff wrapped his arm around my shoulder,
"Yeah, we've been told."
"I should hurt you!" I snapped when we walked out of the area together,
"Why? Coz we look so perfect together?" he asked sounding way serious,
"Jeff, its not funny,"
"No, its not." he said standing in front me and holding my shoulders, "Faith, I miss you. And its been 10 years, I know, but damn Faith, ever since you came back your all I think about!"
"Damn Jeff! Do you not understand anything?! If we were meant to still be together, then you wouldn't have fucked up, and we would never have been fighting! So don't start all this shit now, especially when I don't fucking need it!" I tried to walk past him but he stopped me, he held my face in his hands and he kissed me, the fucking jerk kissed me, and it was great and I didn't pull away. I swear I saw fireworks, or maybe that was the flash of the camera. I pulled away rapidly, "Screw you Eric!" I yelled at the photographer, but it wasn't Eric. It was a fan, I 'face palmed' and look Jeff dead in the eye, "Do that again… and…"
"And you'll kiss me back?" he asked smiling that way I love so much. I didn't answer his question or finish my statement. I just walked off, unbelievably pissed off I cursed under my breath many times. I made my way to my car, breathing heavily I opened the door,
"Dammit Jeff!" I screamed when the door was closed and once again I broke down. "WHAT?" I snapped at the ringing cell in my pocket,
"Faith? Are you okay?"
"No, AJ! I'm not!"
"Faith, what's wrong?"
"Why did I leave?" I answered with a question. AJ may have broken my heart, but there was no denying he was possibly my best friend, and I could tell him anything,
"Fay, what's wrong?" he asked again,
"I wanna go home!" I whined,
"No you don't Faith. You are strong, whatever's going on there you'll get through, I'm sure of it."
I sighed as I made my way into to WWE headquarters, the moment of truth. It was undoubtedly going to be awkward,
"Steph, no no no no no!" Were the first words I breathed as I entered her office,
"Nice to see you too Faith," Steph said almost laughing, "Have a seat," I looked around the room and saw the only seat left was next to Jeff,
"Can I sit in your seat?" I asked hopefully,
"No, now sit," she chuckled. I sat on the edge of the small chair, trying to keep as much distance between me and Jeff as possible. This had to ruin the so called 'chemistry' between us,
"Eric-"
"The photographer," I added,
"Thinks you have great chemistry-"
"I beg to differ," I added again,
"And says I should start a storyline between you two-"
"But who wants to see that?"
"Which will begin in two weeks," she said ignoring my every word, "Any comments?"
"Well, yeah… did you get all mine?" I asked crankily,
"Yes I did Faith. And I am taking no notice. Jeff if you have no arguments, then I will see you both another time," we exited her office and I walked as fast as I could to avoid Jeff, but he had other intentions,
"Faith, wait, please,"
"What? So you can kiss me again? Keep dreamin Hardy,"
"No, Faith, Tell me why you were crying the other night,"
"How about no." I said walking passed him, but he couldn't take a, massively huge, hint and he grabbed my arm,
"Faith, please, gimme another chance,"
"If I give you another chance and you fuck up. You never ever try and get with me again?"
"You make it sound like a chore!"
"It is a chore. I'm only doing this do get you off my back,"
"Oh," he said sounding really hurt, "If its that bad I'll just fuck off," I guess I had really hurt him. He was heading out the doors and his car was parked right outside it. So I chased after him,
"Jeff… stop please. I didn't mean it like that," That was actually the truth, I didn't mean to hurt him as much as I did,
"Then how the fuck did you mean it? There is no nice thing that could mean," he's got me there,
"Jeff, come on…" I begged walking up to him and hugging him. It felt unbelievably good, "I'm sorry, I swear," his arms wrapped around me and held me tight as he leant back on his car,
"You don't know how much I missed your hugs,"
"Its been 10 god damn years!" I said pulling away,
"Its something I remembered," he said shrugging as I walked away to my car, "I'll call ya!"
"Yeah yeah."
"SHANNON!!" I screamed at the tattooed blonde as I ran towards him to get a big bear hug,
"Oomph!" he said getting the wind knocked out of him, "Faith, what the hell are you doing here,"
"I'm sorta going out with Numbers again," I whispered in his ear,
"Sweet, maybe now he won't be such cranky ass anymore," I laughed at Shannon's words and walked into the North Carolina home,
"Faithy's here," I said warily,
"Jeff told me you were staying here. Great to have you back," he too hugged me,
"Truth be told Matt, its kinda good to be back… by the way, where's Jeff?"
"He went to get some beers," my smile was replaced with a frown, then my eye brows furrowed as I heard Jeff come in. He put the stuff on the bench and turned to me looking for a hug, but my arms were crossed over my chest and that's where they were staying,
"What did I do?" I ignored his question and walked into the living room, "Faith!" he called after me, and I sat down on the couch. Jeff sat next to me and looked at me, "What did I do?"
"You got beers,"
"So?"
"That's the fastest way to a fuck up," I said still frowning,
"Its for the boys, not me, I swear," he pulled me up off the couch by the hand, "Now do I get a hug?" he gave me his best puppy dog face. I smiled sleepily and hugged him. It was already 5pm when I got the house, so it didn't take long before I was yawning and nodding off.
"You staying the night?" the less colourful Hardy asked,
"Um, if that's okay with you guys, I kinda hadn't made any arrangements,"
"Yeah, course. If its okay with you, you might have to share with Jeff," I hesitated a bit,
"Hey, you don't have to if you don't wanna. But Shan will most likely crash here and he'll take the couch," Jeff added. I was still hesitant about it, it could end badly, "I'll crash with Matt if ya want. Its not a big deal," he informed me. "Come on, I changed the sheets today,"
"You sound proud of yourself," I laughed at him as I followed him to his room, that was until his house was rebuilt,
"You can sleep here, and I'll sleep in Matt's bed,"
"Actually I changed my mind, I don't care if you stay here," Jeff smiled and flicked the light off,
"Night Chip," I had a passion for potato chips when we first met,
"Night Numbers," I said as he closed the door behind me. This could be good or bad... And truth be told, I don't know which way I want it to end, or if I want it to end at all. Is that a bad sign?