Call it Love....
story by: Snapes Apprentice a.k.a. Raven
Chapter 12
"So, what is up with you and Shawn?" Amy asked, looking at Jeff, who looked at her a second in the rearview mirror.
"How do you mean?" Jeff asked, looking back at the road.
"I mean, you guys have been hanging out alot, and I just want to know why. You never really talked to him before, well not alot. You guys are like handing out more after you did the Sweet Chin Music on RVD 3 weeks ago." Amy said, shrugging.
Matt nodded in agreement at Amy's words. Jeff looked at both of them, Matt first, then Amy.
"I don't know. He has become a good friend of mine. I don't know how, but he has. Plus, hejust got me out of some shit back there with Jericho, even though Chris wanted him." Jeff said.
" I see. So when are you guys getting Married?" Matt asked, a grin on his face. Amy burst out laughing.
Jeff punched his arm, as Matt mock glared at him, and rubbed his arm.
"I am not getting married to Shawn. Why would you say that?" Jeff asked, yawning.
"Well, you two have been spending alot of time together. And Chris was right, he does care about you.....alot. You just can see it in his eyes when he is around you. Like he wants to protect you. If it was anyone on else in that spot, he wouldn't of got half the wrestlers to stop Chris, you know that. The only other person I see him like that with, is Kevin Nash. You and Kevin are the ones he cares alot about, besides his family and everything. You two he would do anything for, and alot of people can see it." Matt said, Amy leaning back in the backseat, nodding.
"It is true. Alot of the roster can see it when you two are side by side walking down the hall or something." Amy said, smiling at him as their eyes met.
"right. and how could you tell that?" Jeff asked, taking a glimpse at matt.
"I already told you. When he is with kevin, you see that look of protection in his eyes. You seen it. and now I seen, like most of the roster, the protection in his eyes with you also. EVERYONE can see it. It is the same look he gives when he is with Kevin." Amy said, sighing, trying to get the obvious across.
Jeff looked down, sighed, then looked back up. "Well, we are almost to the hotel. just about another 20 minutes to the Oak Tree Inn." Jeff said, quickly changing the subject.
"I know when you ae trying to change the subject. But I will let it slide, cuz I am tired." Matt said, yawning.
"So, who are you bunking with?" Matt asked, looking over at Amy.
"Trish, Victoria, and Jazz. When you see the hate run through them on television, you would never guess they are friends for real." Amy said grinning.
"That is true" Jeff replied, remembering the live cast's when they would pump themselves up for the night.
"But they why did they team with Chris when they wanted to hurt you?" Matt asked, pondering.
"I bet they really don't like Shawn for reals. He is a prick to some people, especially when they are rude to his friends." Amy said, looking over at Jeff.
Jeff sighed. "ok, I get the hint. Just drop it for now, ok?"
"sure. Finally, after a couple days to a week, we have been trying to tell you." Amy said, grinning, as Jeff rolled his eyes.
~~
After they got to the hotel, they parked by a stretch limo, which was likely Pauls a.k.a. The world champion, HHH.
"Damn, why can't he just drive himself. He is so stuck up. I never met anyone like him. Well, maybe Jericho, but damn. He is a prick." Jeff growled, Lita looking at him surprised.
"Wow, I have never seen you talk about someone like that before. You shouldn't judge before you get to know him. He is actually pretty nice." Amy said.
"To his friends." Jeff said, mocking her about earlier. Lita grinned but dropped the subject.
"Jeff, aren't you coming? It is cold out here." Matt said, his eyes drooping.
"I will be in in a minute. Just give me a second." Jeff replied, looking over at his brother as he nodded in understanding.
He watched the two go inside the inn, before he turned around and went to a near-by bench. As he approached, he saw a dark figure laying on it.
Jeff raised an eyebrow as he got closer. He looked down to and blonde figure lying down, with dreadlocks.
"Scott, what are you doing out here?" Jeff asked, looking down at him. Scott looked up at him surprised and sat up.
"No one has called me scott in years. I don't think they remember my real name. It is like now Raven this, and Raven that." Scott said, looking up at the stars.
Jeff grinned. "Well, do you want me too call you by your gimmick name, or real?"
"Real. It is like a huge change." Scott said, grinning over at him.
"So, Scott, what were you doing out here, laying on the bench?" Jeff asked, as Scott looked over at him.
"There is only one real reason, isn't there. I am watching the stars and thinking." he replied, finally looking over at him.
"that was exactly what I was going to do." he said, as they both looked up at the stars in silence.
A few minutes passed in silence as they both were lost in there own thoughts.
"I think I am going to leave the WWE." Scott said, breaking Jeff out of his thoughts.
Surprised, Jeff asked, "Why? Is it because of the Sunday Night Heat thing now?"
Scott nodded. " A little bit. It is only part of the reason."
Jeff sighed. "Well?"
Scott frowned and looked over at him. They were silent for a minute as Scott searched him over, as if he was trying to figure him out. Scott lowered his eyes and looked back up at the sky. "It is like this, Jeff. For about a year or 2, I have like been this little fish in this big pond. I try to get bigger, but they won't let me or give me a chance. But if I go to a smaller pond, I will be big and get the chances I deserve. They won't let me take chances here, unlike other places. So, right now I am a little fish in a big pond. I want to like be a big fish in a little pond. So I can grow, and people will appreciate me for me."
Jeff nodded in agreement. " I understand what you mean. I would rather be in a smaller pond. It is hard in the WWE. To hard, I feel like I want to give up alot. I would rather be at home with Beth, my girlfriend, and doing thingsI like to do, like drawing, writing, or just making music. Don't get me wrong, I love the WWE, it is like my second home, but It feels like I am losing it, my passion for the business, and just my grip. I mean, god damn, I am 25 years old, and I feel like I am 40. It is sad, really. But I don't thinkI can go on like this anymore." Jeff said, quietly.
Scott looked over at him, studying him yet again. Jeff never took his eyes away from his. A few minutes passed this time, before he talked. "I can see it in your eyes. Before, you used to have like this pint up energy in your eyes, and I could tell everytime I seen you before we went Live that you couldn't wait to get out there. But as I just studied you, I can tell. That energy that used to be there isn't now. You look so tired, worn out, and sad since Vengeance when you fought Matt."
Jeff nodded. "Exactly when I started feeling like I don't belong here anymore."
Scott sighed. " I know."
They sat in silence for a minute more. "You know, I have never told anyone what I just told you before."
Scott looked over and smiled. "You know I am here to talk to. Don't have to worry about that. And your welcome, I am always here to listen. But, i better be getting back to the inn now. See ya tomorrow!"
Jeff stood up also. "Yeah, I better be getting back also. Matt will be wondering where I have gotten too."
They walked back to the inn in a couple minutes, each talking little as they walked.
As they entered the lobby, Jeff turned to Scott and grinned. "Well, see you next monday."
Scott also looked over, some of his dreadlocks covering his face, but a small smile across his lips . "Yeah, see you tomorrow."
Jeff turned to walk away, but turned around. "Scott, i have been meaning to ask you this for a while."
Scott turned around, slowly. "Yeah, what is it?"
Jeff grinned before answering. Well, you used to wear jeans all the time for the gimmick, but what made you turn your hair blonde in dreadlocks and wear a kilt, while you hid your awsome tattoo?"
Scott looked surprised, but then burst out laughing, the first real laugh Jeff has heard from the older man. The few people that were in the lobby turned to see what the commotion was about.
Jeff looked at the ground, then back up until he stopped laughing. Jeff seen the laughing tears in his eyes, which made him smile more.
"Well, no one has asked me that before. Well, I asked Vince if I could reform the Flock, but he said it wasn't a real good idea. Then since my flock was gone, he wanted me to change my gimmick, which I didn't want to, but he said it was for the best. He said what would get peoples attention, was to do what only one person has ever done before, what Roddy Piper did, and wear a kilt. I couldn't believe it at first, and asked if he was joking, but he said no, and said he loved the idea, and to dye my hair blonde, and wear dreadlocks. Well, I couldn't say no to the boss, or he would kill me, so I said sure, and he said to wear black face paint under both my eyes, like football players. He said I would stand out and bring some new people. After a while I thought it was kind of funny, and then I liked it after I went out a lot, and people cheered for me more. And that, my friend, is the story. The only thing that really sucked was I had to cover my tattoo."
"I can't believe Vince made that idea. I thought it was yours." Jeff replied, giggling to himself.
Scott was wiping away tears of laughter. "The whole story was true. But I better be getting to bed now. Long day ahead. I have to wake up at 6:00 a.m. to catch a plane to New Jersey."
Jeff nodded. "I understand. well, talk to you on Monday then."
"See you." Scott said, and waved back to him while he turned around.
"Bye." Jeff said, to his good friends retreating back.
At that, Jeff turned and retreated up the stairs to his room.
*Snapes Apprentice*
story by: Snapes Apprentice a.k.a. Raven
Chapter 12
"So, what is up with you and Shawn?" Amy asked, looking at Jeff, who looked at her a second in the rearview mirror.
"How do you mean?" Jeff asked, looking back at the road.
"I mean, you guys have been hanging out alot, and I just want to know why. You never really talked to him before, well not alot. You guys are like handing out more after you did the Sweet Chin Music on RVD 3 weeks ago." Amy said, shrugging.
Matt nodded in agreement at Amy's words. Jeff looked at both of them, Matt first, then Amy.
"I don't know. He has become a good friend of mine. I don't know how, but he has. Plus, hejust got me out of some shit back there with Jericho, even though Chris wanted him." Jeff said.
" I see. So when are you guys getting Married?" Matt asked, a grin on his face. Amy burst out laughing.
Jeff punched his arm, as Matt mock glared at him, and rubbed his arm.
"I am not getting married to Shawn. Why would you say that?" Jeff asked, yawning.
"Well, you two have been spending alot of time together. And Chris was right, he does care about you.....alot. You just can see it in his eyes when he is around you. Like he wants to protect you. If it was anyone on else in that spot, he wouldn't of got half the wrestlers to stop Chris, you know that. The only other person I see him like that with, is Kevin Nash. You and Kevin are the ones he cares alot about, besides his family and everything. You two he would do anything for, and alot of people can see it." Matt said, Amy leaning back in the backseat, nodding.
"It is true. Alot of the roster can see it when you two are side by side walking down the hall or something." Amy said, smiling at him as their eyes met.
"right. and how could you tell that?" Jeff asked, taking a glimpse at matt.
"I already told you. When he is with kevin, you see that look of protection in his eyes. You seen it. and now I seen, like most of the roster, the protection in his eyes with you also. EVERYONE can see it. It is the same look he gives when he is with Kevin." Amy said, sighing, trying to get the obvious across.
Jeff looked down, sighed, then looked back up. "Well, we are almost to the hotel. just about another 20 minutes to the Oak Tree Inn." Jeff said, quickly changing the subject.
"I know when you ae trying to change the subject. But I will let it slide, cuz I am tired." Matt said, yawning.
"So, who are you bunking with?" Matt asked, looking over at Amy.
"Trish, Victoria, and Jazz. When you see the hate run through them on television, you would never guess they are friends for real." Amy said grinning.
"That is true" Jeff replied, remembering the live cast's when they would pump themselves up for the night.
"But they why did they team with Chris when they wanted to hurt you?" Matt asked, pondering.
"I bet they really don't like Shawn for reals. He is a prick to some people, especially when they are rude to his friends." Amy said, looking over at Jeff.
Jeff sighed. "ok, I get the hint. Just drop it for now, ok?"
"sure. Finally, after a couple days to a week, we have been trying to tell you." Amy said, grinning, as Jeff rolled his eyes.
~~
After they got to the hotel, they parked by a stretch limo, which was likely Pauls a.k.a. The world champion, HHH.
"Damn, why can't he just drive himself. He is so stuck up. I never met anyone like him. Well, maybe Jericho, but damn. He is a prick." Jeff growled, Lita looking at him surprised.
"Wow, I have never seen you talk about someone like that before. You shouldn't judge before you get to know him. He is actually pretty nice." Amy said.
"To his friends." Jeff said, mocking her about earlier. Lita grinned but dropped the subject.
"Jeff, aren't you coming? It is cold out here." Matt said, his eyes drooping.
"I will be in in a minute. Just give me a second." Jeff replied, looking over at his brother as he nodded in understanding.
He watched the two go inside the inn, before he turned around and went to a near-by bench. As he approached, he saw a dark figure laying on it.
Jeff raised an eyebrow as he got closer. He looked down to and blonde figure lying down, with dreadlocks.
"Scott, what are you doing out here?" Jeff asked, looking down at him. Scott looked up at him surprised and sat up.
"No one has called me scott in years. I don't think they remember my real name. It is like now Raven this, and Raven that." Scott said, looking up at the stars.
Jeff grinned. "Well, do you want me too call you by your gimmick name, or real?"
"Real. It is like a huge change." Scott said, grinning over at him.
"So, Scott, what were you doing out here, laying on the bench?" Jeff asked, as Scott looked over at him.
"There is only one real reason, isn't there. I am watching the stars and thinking." he replied, finally looking over at him.
"that was exactly what I was going to do." he said, as they both looked up at the stars in silence.
A few minutes passed in silence as they both were lost in there own thoughts.
"I think I am going to leave the WWE." Scott said, breaking Jeff out of his thoughts.
Surprised, Jeff asked, "Why? Is it because of the Sunday Night Heat thing now?"
Scott nodded. " A little bit. It is only part of the reason."
Jeff sighed. "Well?"
Scott frowned and looked over at him. They were silent for a minute as Scott searched him over, as if he was trying to figure him out. Scott lowered his eyes and looked back up at the sky. "It is like this, Jeff. For about a year or 2, I have like been this little fish in this big pond. I try to get bigger, but they won't let me or give me a chance. But if I go to a smaller pond, I will be big and get the chances I deserve. They won't let me take chances here, unlike other places. So, right now I am a little fish in a big pond. I want to like be a big fish in a little pond. So I can grow, and people will appreciate me for me."
Jeff nodded in agreement. " I understand what you mean. I would rather be in a smaller pond. It is hard in the WWE. To hard, I feel like I want to give up alot. I would rather be at home with Beth, my girlfriend, and doing thingsI like to do, like drawing, writing, or just making music. Don't get me wrong, I love the WWE, it is like my second home, but It feels like I am losing it, my passion for the business, and just my grip. I mean, god damn, I am 25 years old, and I feel like I am 40. It is sad, really. But I don't thinkI can go on like this anymore." Jeff said, quietly.
Scott looked over at him, studying him yet again. Jeff never took his eyes away from his. A few minutes passed this time, before he talked. "I can see it in your eyes. Before, you used to have like this pint up energy in your eyes, and I could tell everytime I seen you before we went Live that you couldn't wait to get out there. But as I just studied you, I can tell. That energy that used to be there isn't now. You look so tired, worn out, and sad since Vengeance when you fought Matt."
Jeff nodded. "Exactly when I started feeling like I don't belong here anymore."
Scott sighed. " I know."
They sat in silence for a minute more. "You know, I have never told anyone what I just told you before."
Scott looked over and smiled. "You know I am here to talk to. Don't have to worry about that. And your welcome, I am always here to listen. But, i better be getting back to the inn now. See ya tomorrow!"
Jeff stood up also. "Yeah, I better be getting back also. Matt will be wondering where I have gotten too."
They walked back to the inn in a couple minutes, each talking little as they walked.
As they entered the lobby, Jeff turned to Scott and grinned. "Well, see you next monday."
Scott also looked over, some of his dreadlocks covering his face, but a small smile across his lips . "Yeah, see you tomorrow."
Jeff turned to walk away, but turned around. "Scott, i have been meaning to ask you this for a while."
Scott turned around, slowly. "Yeah, what is it?"
Jeff grinned before answering. Well, you used to wear jeans all the time for the gimmick, but what made you turn your hair blonde in dreadlocks and wear a kilt, while you hid your awsome tattoo?"
Scott looked surprised, but then burst out laughing, the first real laugh Jeff has heard from the older man. The few people that were in the lobby turned to see what the commotion was about.
Jeff looked at the ground, then back up until he stopped laughing. Jeff seen the laughing tears in his eyes, which made him smile more.
"Well, no one has asked me that before. Well, I asked Vince if I could reform the Flock, but he said it wasn't a real good idea. Then since my flock was gone, he wanted me to change my gimmick, which I didn't want to, but he said it was for the best. He said what would get peoples attention, was to do what only one person has ever done before, what Roddy Piper did, and wear a kilt. I couldn't believe it at first, and asked if he was joking, but he said no, and said he loved the idea, and to dye my hair blonde, and wear dreadlocks. Well, I couldn't say no to the boss, or he would kill me, so I said sure, and he said to wear black face paint under both my eyes, like football players. He said I would stand out and bring some new people. After a while I thought it was kind of funny, and then I liked it after I went out a lot, and people cheered for me more. And that, my friend, is the story. The only thing that really sucked was I had to cover my tattoo."
"I can't believe Vince made that idea. I thought it was yours." Jeff replied, giggling to himself.
Scott was wiping away tears of laughter. "The whole story was true. But I better be getting to bed now. Long day ahead. I have to wake up at 6:00 a.m. to catch a plane to New Jersey."
Jeff nodded. "I understand. well, talk to you on Monday then."
"See you." Scott said, and waved back to him while he turned around.
"Bye." Jeff said, to his good friends retreating back.
At that, Jeff turned and retreated up the stairs to his room.
*Snapes Apprentice*