A/N: My Destiny muse is totally freaking out about how well this story is coming. She told me to thank you all for reviewing, and story alerting! You readers are fantastic! :D Enjoy chapter 11!

Chapter 11

The sleepover was about to begin. The pizza came ½ hour earlier than expected, so Jules and I turned the oven on the lowest possible setting and putting the pizzas in there to keep them warm. Reby and Beth were the first to arrive. Reby looked around, "Wow, this place looks and smells fantastic!"

Beth crinkled her nose, "It smells good, but is something burning?"

My eyes widened, "Oh my god! THE PIZZA!" I rushed into the kitchen and grabbed the cardboard boxes just before they were extra crispy. I looked at the setting, "Jules, did you turn the oven higher?"

She smiled sheepishly, "The oven wasn't turning on, and so I turned it up a little bit."

"Do you know exactly how high it was?"

She shrugged and shook her head, "Not really, I just turned the knob and walked away."

"Julia," I whined, "The knob was set at 750 degrees! The whole house could have burned down!"

Reby Sky busted out laughing, Beth smiled a little, and I too joined in the laughter. The doorbell sounded and I hollered over the music, "Reby! Can you get that?"

Trish Stratus, Amy Dumas, Torrie Wilson, and Kelly Kelly arrived all in a fluster. Soon, we were engrossed with a drama flick; boxes upon boxes of tissues were passed throughout the circle. After the movie was over, we all sat in the candle light, listening to some random divas pop song, engrossed in conversation.

"Hey, I got an idea!"

We all groaned, when Kelly came up with an idea, it was usually a boring one.

"Let's play Truth or Dare!"

We all looked at her, "Kelly, that's a kid's sleepover game, we're all adults," Torrie said scowling.

She shrugged and I perked up, "I agree with Kelly."

Kelly smiled, "Ok, since I came up with it…" she closed her eyes and randomly swung her finger around the group until it stopped, she opened her eyes and exclaimed, "Ok, Trish, you're first."

She sighed and started. The way of the circle was: Trish, Amy, Torrie, Kelly, me, Reby, Jules, and Beth. I didn't think it was a good idea to stick Beth beside Julia, but then again, I barely said two words to her since she arrived. Kelly looked at me and smirked, I inwardly groaned, "Ok, Des, Truth or Dare?"

I shrugged, "Truth."

She winked, "Are you still in love with a certain Hardy boy?"

I looked at her, then slowly one-by-one, at each of the girls, finally resting my eyes on Beth. I saw faint tears in her eyes, so I decided to lie, "No. No I don't."

Beth saw through me like a translucent piece of paper, "LIAR!"

I closed my eyes, "Yes ok! I fucking love him, are you happy now!"

I froze; I couldn't bear to look at Beth, let alone everyone else. My hand flew to my mouth I stuttered, "I—I'm s—sorry, Beth."

She shook her head, "This game sucks, and I'm going to bed."

Everyone gave me sympathetic looks, Kelly looked at me, "I never really liked the tramp, and I just wanted you to admit you were still in love with Jeff to get her to stop being so damn clingy to him." She shivered, "It's like she prides herself on being the queen bitch. Jeff sees it too, and he fucking hates her. I know he loves you, but you both need to admit it out loud before you do something about it."

I bit my lip and nodded, "I understand."

She smirked and grabbed a pillow from the couch, crashing it on my head. Soon all of us, including Beth, who came down to investigate, were in an all out pillow war. Ducking, dodging, swatting, and giggling. We were all having fun, until I was smacked in the side of the head, which caused me to fall and bump into Amy, who fell on top of Julia, who stumbled into Trish, who tried to stop her fall on Kelly, but instead hit her nose; she grunted from impact and fell backwards into Torrie. Soon, we were a giggling, panting, feather haired mess.

Amy picked a piece of feather from my hair and threw it to the floor, she whispered softly into my ear, "I prefer you and Hardy to her," she said glancing at Beth."

I rolled my eyes and muttered, "Damn girl drama… I fucking hate it, it's like I'm back in high school where the prom queen is dating the jock, but the jock is in love with the dork!"

Everyone busted out laughing at my analogy, everyone but Beth. She looked at me with an "I told you so" face and I scowled at her.

"Says the one who said, "Don't go with him, he's bad news and all that shit, huh Beth? And as soon as I was done with him, what did you do? Huh? What did you do? You got back with him! You probably couldn't wait to re-claim what you had lost, but when he shot his release, whose name did he utter? It wasn't yours was it? NO! It was mine! And you couldn't stand it, could you," my fury driving me on I spat, "I don't even know why I invited you to come along, you have always hated me because I took him from you!"

Beth had tears coming down her face now, she tried to speak but no words came out. She just sat there dumbfounded. She wiped her eyes and sniffled, "You're right, Des. I hated that he looked so happy with you. I jumped at the chance to be with him as soon as I could. But I realize that I can never re-claim him. He was yours and I guess he always will be," she stood, grabbed her purse and opened the front door, "have a great rest of the night, girls. I'm ending it with Jeff."

We all stared at the door, scarcely breathing until Amy broke the silence, "What just happened?"

Torrie shrugged, "I don't know."

I stood up and went upstairs without a word, Julia followed me, "She's right you know," she said after she shut the guest bedroom door.

I looked at her, "Right about what?"

She looked at me, "As if you didn't know! Jeff loves you more than life itself. This revenge/jealousy phase will pass and you two will realize that you need each other."

I scoffed, "I don't need anyone."

She grinned, "Oh? Then how come sometimes I hear you whimper out Jeff's name in the night? How come you look all flushed and almost literally dripping with sexual satisfaction in the morning?"

I bit my lip, she had me.

Now the only thing I knew was, I yearned for the touch of one person I really didn't want to see.

Jeff Hardy.

A/N: Ooh, sudden change in events… Again… How many of you reading this loves it? Good, because I know I am! :D Please R&R!