Title: Rated R Desire
Author: NeroAnne
Disclaimer: I do not own Jeff Hardy, Edge, or the rest of the wrestlers in this fic.
Summary: Jeff smirked, running a hand through his purple/blue hair. "I know what you want, Adam. I'll give you a little hint…it's definitely…Rated R for Rough.
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Chapter 11.
Hospitals sucked.
They gave you this eerie sense…as if you weren't going to be okay…as if…everything would fall apart…almost as if…you would die…
Matt paced back and forth, running his hand through his hair nervously. Checking the time, he let out an angry grunt. It had been two hours…no one had said anything about his brother.
Evan was sitting in a chair against the wall, watching his boyfriend pace with tired and watery eyes. He had one knee drawn up to his chest, using it as a pillow. Shane Helms was right next to him, silent and with a far away look in his eye.
Chris was still shaking. His lower lip wouldn't stop trembling. He was looking down at his shaky hands, breathing quickly. He had been the one to hit Jeff with the car…he had been the driver.
And him? He just stood there, his hair curtaining his face. He refused to look at anyone and he completely ignored Evan when he tried to check up on him…he let his mind wander to a better place…a place where he and Jeff could be happy.
A place that didn't exist.
"Mr. Hardy?" a doctor asked, looking around to see which of the five people took notice. His eyes narrowed, watching the male with the long dark hair turn his way. "Are you his Jeff Hardy's brother?"
"Yeah," Matt answered, nervously shaking the doctor's hand.
The doctor sighed, "Right…well, there's no easy way to say this, Mr. Hardy…but, your brother…"
Evan burst into tears, hiding his face in his hands. He didn't even want to hear what happened. Shane turned pale, staring up at Matt and the doctor with wide eyes. Chris had left the place, his eyes drowning with the guilt of his conscious.
Adam collapsed.
He fell on his knees, punching the floor. He sobbed, his form shaking.
Matt said nothing, he merely stared at the doctor. And then, he laughed.
"You're lying!" he yelled cheerfully, "Jeff is fine. He's always fine! I'm the one who always gets injured. I've had the surgeries…Jeff has always been healthy…yeah, he's good, I know he is," Matt's smile turned into a pained frown, "Damn it…DAMN IT!"
Evan cried harder. Shane looked away, his own eyes burning with tears.
The doctor frowned, looking down, "I'm…so sorry…we tried everything…the car just hit him to hard…he isn't going to remember much…"
Everyone looked up.
Matt's watery eyes focused on the doctor, "W-what?" he choked out.
The doctor sighed, "He has temporary amnesia."
Everyone stayed quiet; Matt fell back into a chair.
Adam growled and stalked over to the doctor, "Why are you so calm!? You scared us to death, you little shit! We thought he was dead!"
The doctor's cold gray eyes narrowed, "Release me," he murmured, his voice still calm. When Adam didn't move, the doctor merely pulled himself free. "It is my job to act professional, not cry. I am deeply saddened for Jeff Hardy, but count your blessings. The amnesia is minor. He will probably forget only things that have happened in the past weeks and recently." Turning to Matt, he spoke in a quiet and serious tone, "Jeff took a really bad bump when he landed. He suffered a broken neck. On top of that, his abdomen has serious bruising. I suggest he take a year and a half off from wrestling."
Matt forced a laugh, "Please…Jeff's never setting foot into a ring again."
He doctor nodded and looked towards Adam. His eyes softened, "I'm sorry that I scared you Mr. Copeland…now that leaves only one matter to attend to…" The doctor looked back over at Matt, "Do you want to press charges against Christopher Irvine?"
Matt shook his head, "Of course not," he said softly, "It wasn't Chris's fault…he didn't see Jeff, I'm the one who pushed him…"
The doctor nodded, "I'll let the police know that no charges will be made." The doctor turned, hearing a nurse step beside him. Listening to her soft voice, he nodded. "Jeff is awake and he wants to know what's happening. You should go talk to him."
Matt stood, "Can we all go?"
The doctor nodded, "Just don't take long."
Jeff looked up, careful of his neck-brace, "Matt? What's goin on?" he asked softly once he saw his brother enter the white room.
Matt sighed and rushed over to his brother, "Oh, Jeffy, you're okay," he kissed his cheek.
Jeff blinked, "I broke my neck…and I can't remember how…you think that's ok?"
Evan smiled, walking over to Jeff, "It's wonderful," he whispered, rubbing Jeff's hand. Shane walked to his other side, smiling.
Jeff smiled back and turned to look at Adam, surprise filling his pretty eyes, "Adam? What are you doing here?"
Adam felt the tears sliding down his cheeks but he didn't care. He was alright! Jeff was alive!
He ran over to Jeff, shoving Matt and Evan out of the way and he hugged the younger man fiercely, "I love you."
Jeff's eyes widened, "What?"
Matt rolled his eyes, "Yeah, tell him now, why don't you?" but he had a genuine smile on his face.
"What the hell are you guys talking about?" Jeff complained, "What is going on?"
Shane grinned, "What the last thing you remember?"
Jeff thought hard, "The pyro accident…aw man, did I fall and snap my neck or something?"
Adam shook his head. Jeff had forgotten everything…all the fighting, all the guys…everything.
Matt gently patted Adam on the shoulder, "Come 'ere," he murmured silently. Kissing his brother's cheek again, he led Adam away from a very confused Jeff.
"What?" Adam asked, annoyed that he had been taken away from Jeff.
"Adam…I hate you," Matt said softly.
Adam winced, "Thanks…I hate you too…"
"No, stupid…I mean, I hate you…but I don't wish bad things on you…Jeff loves you Adam…and you just told him you loved him…forget…forget everything that happened between you and Jeff…don't tell him…you would both be better off, you'd both be happy."
Adam licked his lips, "Are you sure?" he whispered.
"Trust me," Matt answered, looking over at his brother who was now smiling, watching Evan and Shane fall over themselves to help him with anything. "It's for the best."
Adam nodded, "Matt…thank you…for everything."
Matt gave him a friendly smirk, "Don't mention it."
They returned to Jeff's side.
"Oh, damn," Shane murmured, suddenly remembering something, "Someone should really call Chris and tell him that Jeff's alive."
Jeff looked up at Shane with suspicious eyes, "Why would Chris care if I'm alive?"
They all shared a nervous laugh.
-Weeks Later-
Jeff rolled his eyes, "Babe? I will appreciate it if you would put me down."
Adam shook his head, "Nope."
"Why?" Jeff whined.
"Because, knowing you, you'll run away from here while I'm wrestling." Adam answered.
Jeff smirked, "Who-me?"
"No, your brother," Adam murmured sarcastically.
Things were going rather well. Jeff had been released from the hospital and he had been under Adam's watchful eye ever since. Matt and Evan would check on him on a daily basis, and Shane and Chris on occasion.
Jeff sighed, "Adam, you have a match, go now."
Adam grunted, "Fine, fine." He looked around and his eyes brightened, "Eve!" he yelled.
The diva walked over to them, smiling, "Hi Adam, Hi Jeff. Do you need something?"
"Can you watch Jeff?" Adam asked, "I have a match and I don't want him wandering around." He ignored Jeff's glare.
Eve giggled, "Of course, good luck,"
Adam smiled and turned to his boyfriend, "Behave," he chastised before he kissed him gently. He smiled, feeling Jeff kiss back. Pulling away, he rushed towards the gorilla position.
Eve sat down next to Jeff, "He's so sweet."
Jeff sighed, "He is…but he just seems so eerily protective…I mean, I'm not going to go out there…why can I just say hi to some of the guys?" he noticed Eve pouting, "And girls," he added.
Eve smiled, "Aw, come on, Jeff. Adam loves you; he just doesn't want you to get hurt."
Jeff sighed, "Yeah, guess your right."
Together, they watched as some of the guys walked around, talking and laughing.
"Hey, there, Jeff."
Jeff looked up, being careful of his neck. He smiled, "Hey, Carlito. What's up?"
Carlito smirked, lowering himself to Jeff's level, "I was, uh…kinda hoping for a repeat performance of last time."
Jeff blinked, "What the hell are you talking about?" he was so damned confused.
Carlito chuckled, cupping Jeff's cheek, causing him to recoil, "Come on, Jeff…you remember…you were screaming an awful lot."
Jeff stared, eyes wide, "Carlito…w-what?"
"Hey!"
Carlito grunted as he was pushed back and he glared up at the tall male, "What the hell, Copeland?"
Adam growled, "You touch," he murmured, nodding towards Jeff, "You die."
Carlito stood up, "Whatever," he murmured, shrugging, "He was a good fuck while he lasted."
Jeff had to force Adam to stay in his place, "Adam! Would you please tell me what's going on!?"
"Nothing," Adam murmured, "It's nothing. Let's go. I'm done for tonight."
Jeff looked back towards Eve, who gave him a confused look. He offered one back.
What was going on?
Bet ya weren't expecting that! And guess what? ONE MORE CHAPTER LEFT!
And it'll be a real big shocker.
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