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RRatedAuthor Yeah. I've wanted to somehow break them apart so now just seemed perfect. I'm glad you like it. I like writing like that more. Thanks for the songs again! I hope you like this chapter just as much as the last one!

browngirlwrites Yes very! I'm glad you liked it!

NeroAnne I'm glad! I'm glad you thought it was the good! To be honest I don't know if it would or not but.... I'm not going to try it anytime soon XD! That's all Jeff. I like writing them! I like it when Jeff does it too! Don't worry I'll make up for it later!

Pheonix-Syren I'm glad it'sstill good even though it's depressing. Yeah he's slow like that! Well it's nothing he couldn't handle, but it's all up to you. I hope you like this chapter!

Seraphalexiel I love him too!! Yes he alwasy does fix everything! Yeah, I agree. No don't cry!! I'd feel super bad!! Here's the next chapter!!

TorturedTourniquet Thank you! Yea, poor Jeffy! Yes they are very cute!

dehlia666 I'm glad you like it so much! I'm glad you like that too. I wouldn't even know where to beginif I didn't use the shows or anything! You will see everything as it plays out love! (Poor Matt always seen as a psyco....)

Everything Is Broken

Matt waited impatiently in the airport lobby. "Dammit Shan, hurry up," he said, looking down at his watch. Shannon's flight should have been in five minutes before. He looked up, seeing that the flight still hadn't landed. "Fuck…" He looked at his watch again before sitting in one of the not so comfortable chairs. His mind was a wreck. He hadn't seen Jeff and when he'd went by Jeff's hotel room the second time no one answered once again. He covered his eyes with his hands, rubbing lightly at them. "Damn." He couldn't get Jeff's expression from Friday out of his mind. That look of shock, misunderstanding.

"You don't look so good." The voice was concerned and friendly, but mocking and tiresome at the same time.

Matt looked up, dark eyes on fire before they met the blond. He sighed, smiling lightly at the other man before slapping his hands together. "So what happened?" he asked, standing to wrap an arm around the punk.

"I don't even know. I ran into Beth and she told me she was going to break it off with Jeff. He didn't call last night so I don't know," Shannon said, walking to get the rest of his luggage, minus the small duffel bag he had on his shoulder.

Matt narrowed his eyes, if anything did happen that meant Phillip was there to keep Jeff afloat. That was his job and his job alone!

"What the hell are you talking about?" Shannon asked, looking up at Matt with a confused look.

"What?"

"You were saying that it was your job to be there, or some shit like that." Shannon shrugged, smiling at the guards before getting his luggage.

Matt blushed slightly, he didn't think he was talking out loud. "He's been hanging out with Phillip, that's why he hasn't come home," he said, taking one of the rolling cases.

"I see, that's why he doesn't call me anymore. Get a new friend and Shan's left out in the rain," Shannon teased, laughing slightly. "So what's wrong with this Phil guy?"

Matt shook his head. "He's always around Jeff, like a body guard or something. They're always together," he hissed, pushing the doors open to the cool morning air, which felt good.

"Just like we were as kids," Shannon said, watching as Matt found the car. "I mean look at us, the three of us were inspirable."

Matt bit his lower lip, he knew Shannon would still love Jeff like a brother if he knew but he didn't want to be the one to tell him that Jeff was getting involved with another man. "Yeah…" he muttered, opening the trunk to his car and letting Shannon toss his bag inside. "I just don't like him."

"Is Matt jealous?" Shannon asked, walking to get into the car. He laughed out loud, shutting the door and reaching over to pinch Matt's cheek. "Little Jeff's growing up and meeting real men to take care of him."

Matt was fuming. "No one can take care of Jeff like I can!" he snapped, eyes widening at his words. He looked over at Shannon, even more shocked at the wide grin and knowing eyes. "Shan… that didn't come out like it was supposed to."

Shannon snickered. "Yeah it did," he said, looking straight into the dark eyes. "I know you Matt, you wouldn't have said it if you didn't mean it." He looked away, Matt turning his eyes away to start the car and drive. "Does he know?"

"Know what?" Matt asked, trying to get Shannon to leave it alone and forget his outburst.

Shannon sighed. "Does Jeff know you love him?" he asked, Shannon was never one to skirt around an issue, he didn't like to play games and he didn't like making other people play them either.

Matt nodded, shame starting to flow through his veins, making him turn icy as he watched the cars go by him.

"When did you tell him?"

Matt sighed, gripping the steering wheel unconsciously. "Friday night…" he murmured, looking helplessly at the road, knowing Shannon was thinking.

"He likes this Phil guy then huh?" Shannon asked, folding his hands behind his head and closing his eyes.

Matt nodded, looking over at Shannon's calm demeanor. "You're really calm about all of this," he said, sure that this person in his passenger seat was not the real Shannon Moore he knew.

Shannon opened his eyes before starting to laugh. "What else was I gonna do Matt? You two've been my best friends since before I can remember," he explained, resting a hand on Matt's shoulder before giving a comforting smile. "I love you guys, you're my brothers." He took his hand back, watching the shame start to drain from Matt and be replaced with his usual self. "So what did you want me to come all the way here for anyway?"

Matt chuckled. "I wanted you to talk to Jeff… He's been avoiding me. He didn't even come to the arena to cheer on Phil. And with Beth… he needs someone and he won't let me be there for him," he said, biting his lower lip lightly. "You're his best friend, so I needed you to come."

Shannon nodded. "I see. What am I to you, a life line?" he asked, slapping Matt on the shoulder lightly. He was playful for not seeing the two men for so long, Jeff missing time to come home to stay longer in the city they had performed in or that week he'd spent in Chicago.

"Nope, just a pain in the ass little brother."

"Just like Jeff?"

Matt froze, Jeff's name washing over him in arctic cold waves. It sent chills through him. He smiled after a moment. "Yeah, like Jeff."

Jeff smiled, he was warm under the covers, his head burrowed deep in a warm chest, arms tightly encircling him. He cracked open an eye, his mind unsure of how he got in these strong warm arms. He looked up, heart racing and smile fading. This was why he didn't drink as often. Every time something went wrong. His eyes met the peaceful face of Phillip, dark lashes pressed gently against pink tinted cheeks. A fresh smile started to creep along his lips, curling deeper into the warmth.

He'd ended up in bed with a few of his best friends after a night of drinking. He tried not to laugh at the thought. It took him a moment longer to realize that under the covers he was as naked as the day he was born, his hair even down. Suddenly the memories of the night before flooded him and he relived every moment. He tried not to remember so much, his cheeks flaring up. He could remember the way Phillip had been so gentle. He didn't hurt at all, not like he had with Matt.

"Morning." Phillip's voice was deep and sleep filled. His own dark eyes slipped open to look down into Jeff's green ones. "Sleep ok?"

Jeff nodded, cheeks red as he looked down at Phillip's chest. "Yeah," he murmured, cuddling closer into Phillip. He didn't regret any of it, not Phillip being inside of him, making love to him, both coming together, Phillip inside Jeff and Jeff between their sweat slicked bodies. He looked up, his lips widening into an even bigger smile.

"Are you sore?" Phillip asked, stretching before wrapping around Jeff again. He'd wanted the night before to go perfectly. He didn't want to hurt Jeff in anyway.

Jeff shook his head, closing his eyes and pressing his ear to Phillip's chest, right above his heart. He didn't hurt he wasn't even uncomfortable. Nothing what like it was when he'd been with Matt. Through everything he'd felt loved, needed, wanted.

A light knock came on the door, making both groan.

"Lets ignore it," Jeff said, throwing the covers over his and Phillip's heads. "No one will know we're even here." He chuckled, Phillip, smiling at him and kissing his forehead lightly.

Another knock came, this one harder, more urgent.

Jeff growled, throwing the covers off of him as he stormed over to the door, forgetting that he was naked. He opened it, ready to yell at the other person behind it. "What?" he snapped, eyes widening at who was there. He covered himself with the door. "Shan?" he questioned, the door getting pushed open and the blond walking in.

"Well how the hell are you Jeff?" he asked, looking the man up and down. He had to admit that Jeff hadn't changed much since they were kids. He laughed at Jeff's attempt to cover himself. "You act like I've never see you naked before."

"What are you doing here?" Jeff asked, blocking the other man from entering anymore than the doorway.

"Came to surprise you… so… surprise," he said, maneuvering around Jeff to see that one bed was still neatly made while the other had ruffled sheets and one more body still in it. His mind was in over load. How was he supposed to tell Matt about that?

Jeff scooted around Shannon to cover himself with the comforter of the bed, only uncovering a confused and now slightly embarrassed Phillip. He sat down, knowing he'd been caught. "Shanny," he whimpered, the bright eyes only covering his disappointment.

Shannon was quiet, mind mulling over everything. He knew Jeff would have to tell Matt about him and Phillip sooner or later but a blow like this could easily break Matt apart. He didn't know what to tell Matt, what to even say, how to lie.

"It's not… Shan…" Jeff tried again, eyes pleading with the other man to leave or look away long enough for him to get dressed.

"I'll be outside waiting on you," he said, turning and leaving both men to sit there. He shut the door behind him, sighing lightly as he sent a look down to Matt's room. He leaned against the wall, waiting.

Jeff looked back at Phillip. "I'm sorry… Shannon's always been that way," he explained, crawling up to be next to the other man.

Phillip nodded. He pressed a kiss to Jeff's forehead before pulling him in closer under the covers. "Go on, I'll still be here later tonight. You haven't seen him in a while," he said, kissing down to Jeff's lips.

Shannon sighed, looking down at his wrist. He growled in annoyance, forgetting that never in his life had he normally worn a watch. "Dammit Jeff, hurry up!" he growled lowly. He pushed off the wall, ready to pound on the door only to have the man he was waiting on exit.

"Hey Shan…" Jeff muttered, shoving his hands in his pockets as he looked down at their shoes.

"C'mon," Shannon said, walking towards the elevators. He looked back, Jeff still standing there. "Well are you gonna stand there all day or what?"

Jeff shook his head, hurrying to Shannon's side. He entered, the steel room and moved to the back. "Why are you here?" he asked, looking up into the darkened eyes.

"Matt asked me to talk to you," he admitted, crossing his arms and turning towards the other man. "You've been avoiding him since Friday huh?"

Jeff nodded, eyes moving back to the floor. "I didn't want you to…"

Shannon cut off the other man. "You weren't going to tell me and you sure as hell weren't gonna tell Matt were you?" he snapped, sizing the other man up. "You didn't come back to Cameron, your dad has been worried sick, you know that right? And Beth… don't get me started on her. She broke it off didn't she? Is that how you ended up in bed with that guy?" He huffed, slamming his fist into the emergency stop. "I'm not moving this fucking metal box until you talk to me and I know everything."

Jeff shuddered, feeling the rough hands on his shoulders. "Shanny…"

"Matt told me everything that's been going on," he said, voice calming down. "I know that you've been avoiding him because he told you that he loved you."

Jeff felt his heart start to ache, he didn't want to think about Matt, not after the night before. Tears filled his eyes, he couldn't think about Matt. "He raped me Shannon, how am I supposed to live with that?" he asked, looking straight into the angry green eyes.

Shannon sighed. He was stunned with what he'd been told. "Jeff, you're my best friend and to be honest with you, I think you should at least talk to Matt. He's been trying to get a hold of you since last night. He knows about you and Beth."

"Shit Shannon, he doesn't have to know everything about me. I'm not fucking five anymore!" he snapped, pulling away from Shannon's grip. "I don't need him in my life and I sure as hell don't need you telling me what to do!"

Shannon punched Jeff just below the ribcage, taking all of the high flyers air. "Really? Well let me tell you something before you screw yourself over: Matt loves you and when you realize it, it'll be too late because you'll have hurt him so bad that he's not going to be able to recover. So just keep going with this Phil guy that you're sleeping with and keep avoiding Matt. You'll see." With that he hit the resume button and kept his back to the gasping Hardy. "I came here feeling sorry for Matt but now I feel sorry for you."

Jeff looked up at his best friend from his bent over position. "Shan…" he gasped, watching as the doors opened and Shannon made his way out. "Shannon!" He tried to hurry after the shorter man only to see that he wasn't slowing down. "Dammit Shan!"

Shannon turned around, his green eyes piercing straight through Jeff's. "Just go back to Phil! He's what you want isn't he?" he asked, getting in Jeff's face.

"He hasn't hurt me!" Jeff huffed back. He wasn't going to give up the one person that hadn't hurt him.

"Neither did Beth!"

Jeff growled. "Leave her out of it you fucking troll!"

" What are you, two Jeff?"

"Fuck you!" Jeff finally snapped, turning his back to his best friend, determined that he would figure it out on his own and until then, he was going to enjoy what he had with Phillip. "Go back to Cameron and stay there!"

Shannon sighed, the by standers staring at him and Jeff. "Yeah and wait there to see Matt more miserable than he already is?" he asked, walking back towards the elevators, watching as the doors closed between him and Jeff.

Jeff had tears in his eyes again. He couldn't handle this. He couldn't handle thinking about Matt. The metal doors dinged around him showing the different floors he was passing. Suddenly, he hit the emergency stop and sat down in the middle of the extravagant metal box, letting the tears flow free. He wanted to forgive Matt, he wanted more than anything to be there with his brother as best friends. "Matty…" he whimpered, wishing he could go back, back to before the Royal Rumble. Maybe if he hadn't won that match and became champion Matt and him wouldn't be fighting, they wouldn't have the 'I Quit' match in less than a week and he wouldn't be avoiding Matt and his confession.

Curling his legs into his chest he tried to sort everything out in his head. Phillip had been there for him, had been the one to show him what it was really like, to feel wanted, cared for. He looked up, his reflection on the shiny casing looking back at him, more than a little distorted. He stood up, touching fingers with the person in front of him, the metal cool under his touch. He looked deep into his own eyes, knowing that he should listen to Shannon, at least talk to Matt. He sighed, looking down at his shoes. "I can't… not now…" he whispered, looking back up into his void green eyes. As if the world was shattering and he'd be alive for only a few more moments he realized the reason that he'd been running from Matt. "I love you too…."

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(A/N): I'm so behind!!!! So this chapter isn't really that long either but I hope it's enjoyable just the same! I don't have too much to say really besides that Jeff has come to the reason that he's avoiding Matt. Song title is Everything is Broken by Kenny Wayne Shepherd.

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