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Love Is Insane And Baby We Are Too

Chapter 14: RAW Surprise

"Why are ya'll so quiet?" Matt asked as he, Jeff, Amy, Gil, Shannon and I sat at the outside dinner table. It was a nice evening and we were eating burgers that Matt had cooked on the grill with corn on the cob and mashed potatoes. I looked up form my plate and shrugged at Matt.

"Dunno," Jeff answered his brother. Shannon being... well, Shannon, started up a conversation about manatees. I looked across the table at Jeff as he ate, his eyes flashing up and locking with mine. He smirked and I felt my cheeks flush as I gave a small smile, looking back down at my plate once I noticed the strange look Amy gave me.

"Girl talk after dinner," she whispered. I shifted in my chair uncomfortably. Busted.

"So, what were those shifty eyed looks all about?" Amy asked as we sat in the guest room we were sharing, changing into pajamas.

"I don't know what you're—"

"Save it, really. Do you think I'm that stupid? I've seen you and Jeff around each other plenty of times to know that you don't normally look at him that way." Damn her.

"Okay, okay. But Amy Christine Dumas, you need to swear on your life you will not tell a soul you know about this!" I made her promise, walking over to the door of our room and opening it, looking down each end of the hallway to make sure no one was around. I closed the door again and locked it.

"Scout's honor," she said, holding up devil horns. I gave her a weird look then shook my head. She's such a dork.

"IsleptwithJeff" I blurted out all at once. Her eyes went as huge as saucers.

"What?!" she yelled. I clamped my hand over her mouth as she began muffled rambling.

"Shh!" I hissed, holding my finger to my lips and removing my hand from her mouth as a look of realization came over her face and her babbling stopped. "Don't make so much noise. I don't want anyone to know. I don't even want Jeff to know you know."

"When did this happen?!" she asked, in a quieter, but still rushed and frantic tone.

"Today. Remember when we were in the kitchen earlier and Matt asked me to bring Jeff's crap upstairs? Well, I went in there and I was poking around in his room and he caught me. Then it just kind of… happened." I decided not to tell her about Jeff's apparent obsession. Save that for when I finally figure that situation out for myself. I'm still confused here.

"Oh my god! I thought you were taking a nap or something! You dirty tramp!" Amy laughed, shoving me playfully. I grinned and picked up a pillow, whacking her in the head with it. "How was it?"

"Shut up!" I said, hitting her again. Soon it was an all out pillow fight, the two of us dodging each other's pillow blows and jumping around on the bed.

-Jeff's POV-

"I'll be right back. Dad left his shoes up here," Matt said, gettin' off the couch and grabbing Dad's loafers. He disappeared downstairs, leavin' me and Shan in the livin' room in front of the TV.

"Spill," Shan said once Matt was downstairs. I looked at him with my eyebrows raised. What the hell is he talkin' about?

"Huh?"

"Why are you actin' so… weird?" Shan asked, looking at me suspiciously. He studied my face for a minute. Then his eyes brightened and he sat up straight. "You got laid!"

"Wha—? No, no I—"

"Fuck you man. Who was it?" Shan was grinning like a fuckin' moron. Like he's the one who got some or somethin'. Is it healthy for him to be this excited over his friend gettin' laid? None the less, he's not gonna drop it unless I tell him.

"Before I tell you, ya'll better keep that damn mouth of yours shut, especially to Matt. He can't know," I warned him. I know Matt's my brother, but I don't doubt he'd kick my ass if he found out I'd deflowered his precious little Xanadu. I smirked at the thought.

"Yeah, yeah. Promise. Now tell!"

"I dunno man…" I smirked at Shan. I love makin' him sweat. "Tell ya what, I'll give ya a hint, and you can guess."

"You're a fuckin' bastard. Fine."

"Well, you know her. Black hair. Long legs. Scary dad. Named after a really bad movie." What an idiot. I can't believe he actually hasta think about this.

"Oh god! X?! You nailed X?!" I socked him in the arm hard.

"Shut the fuck up dude!" Jeeze could he've been any louder?

"Ouch!" he groaned, rubbin' his arm where I'd hit him, but quickly ignoring his pain as his eyes got wide again and his shit eatin' grin appeared.

"So you slept with—" X

"Yep."

"And she was a—" Virgin

"Yep."

"And she's datin'—" Orton

"Yeah."

"So I guess it was—" good

"Oh yeah." Isn't it fuckin' ridiculous how I can predict what he's gonna say like that? We've known each other way too long. Course, Shan ain't exactly an enigma. That's more my department. He thinks about two things. Girls and food.

"Aw shit, you lucky asshole! Got to her before I did." I laughed at his comment. He's been tryin' to get with her for a while. Even got told off by her dad once in front of half the damn locker room on Smackdown, so I heard from Matt. "Damn I don't get it. You're a fuckin' prick to her, and she lets you in her pants?! While she has a boyfriend?! Man, that's fucked. But dude. Nice," Shan grinned still, offerin' his fist, which I pounded.

"What the hell's goin' on up there?" I said, hearin' the girls laughin' and jumpin' around upstairs. Shannon shrugged and stood up, climbin' the stairs. I ran up after him.

-X's POV-

Amy and I stopped mid pillow fight as we heard a knock on the locked door. I raised my eyebrows and looked at the door. "Maybe it's your lovaaa," Amy teased, quiet enough so that whoever was on the other side of the door couldn't hear.

"Shut up!" I squealed and ran over to the door, clicking the lock and pulling the door open. Shannon and Jeff were standing on the other side, waiting patiently for one of us to open the door.

"What the hell're ya'll doin' up here?" Shan asked, taking it upon himself to waltz in and make himself at home on the bed. I was left standing face to face with Jeff. Uh… awkward. "Ooh a pillow fight? This could get kinky. Continue," Shan said, lying down and folding his arms behind his head, ready to watch.

Jeff made the situation considerably less awkward by giving me a wink then walking into the room, picking up one of the pillows on the floor and raising it over his head, then dropping it on Shannon's face.

"Hey!" Shan whined. I laughed.

I sat in the catering area in the Compaq Center in Houston waiting for my cut scene and talking to my dad. I would have two house shows in Texas and Amy and I were staying at my dad's place until the PPV on Sunday. And of course, being in his hometown, Daddy had to come watch me wrestle tonight. And I have a special surprise for the fans on RAW.

"So baby girl… how's that boyfriend of yours?" he asked, distaste obvious in his tone. I sighed and gave him a look.

"Fine Dad," I told him. I told him about Randy a few days after we started dating. He wasn't happy, but I think he learned that time I ran away that he can't keep me away from boys for the rest of my life. He's knows Matt keeps tabs on me anyway.

As for Randy, I haven't really talked to him much since I last saw him. I've called a few times, but he hasn't answered, or has claimed he was too busy to talk. Whatever. I'd decided to stay with him though and pretend that I never… with Jeff.

I know it's mean, but I think it's for the better. Plus… Jeff doesn't seem very interested anymore anyway. He just kind of gives me bored looks all the time. I guess now that he got what he wanted, the thrill is gone. Though we haven't been fighting…

"Well, look what the cat dragged in," Melina sneered as I entered the Women's Locker Room. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest as she and Jillian approached me, trying to be intimidating, the Women's Title draped over Melina's shoulder.

"Save it Melina, really. I'm not in the mood to deal with you," I shot back, attempting to go by the girls, but they blocked my way.

"What's the matter? Trouble in paradise? Ugh you and that Hardy boy are such freaks," she scoffed. Jillian backed her up with a laugh.

"Yeah, you make me sick," Jillian decided to add. I lunged at the blonde, taking her down to the floor and grabbing at her hair. Melina threw me off and began beating me down. I tried to fight back but it soon became two on one. I lay slumped on the floor as Melina gave me a final stomp to the ribs.

"You think you're so tough? You can meet us out in the ring later. Better find yourself a tag team partner bitch," she snapped before she and Jillian sauntered out of the Women's locker room.

Melina and Jillian were waiting for me in the ring. I came down the ramp as energetically as I could, still pretending I was a bit hurt from the earlier attack. I got to the bottom of the ramp and waited, trash talking the two girls. Melina called for a microphone and came over to the ropes.

"Listen, if you couldn't find a tag team partner, that's not my problem. We'll just have to make this a handicap match," she smirked, thinking she got the better of me. I was handed a microphone next.

"Oh don't worry. I found someone," I said, throwing the microphone to the side as I waited. Here comes my surprise.

Clouds and intense eyes appeared on the titantron as 'Lovefurypassionenergy' by Boy Hits Car blasted through the arena. The crowd went wild as Lita burst through the curtain in her classic Xtreme style, chucking the old Edge clothes out and going back to baggy pants with a peeking thong and fishnet shirts with a bra under it. Despite her heel status before she retired, the crowd was eating up her return.

"Oh my God! It's Lita!" JR shouted excitedly into his headset.

"I love Lita! I love Xtacy! I love Melina! And I love Jillian! Puppies!" King joined in.

Lita made her way down the ring and we slid in, the bell ringing and a brawl ensued. I took care of Jillian, starting the match off.

"Here are your winners, Xtacy and Lita!" Lillian announced as Lita's music played. She'd pinned Jillian for the win. I stood in the middle of the ring with Lita and the ref raised our hands high in the air.

Melina screeched at the top of her lungs as she walked backwards up the ramp, then began scolding a wounded Jillian. Lita and I basked in the glory of winning and taunted off the turnbuckle, and I was sure to let Melina know I'd see her at the Pay Per View coming up on Sunday.

"Well King, things aren't looking good for Melina this Sunday," JR said, since she's been on a losing streak.

I walked backstage with Amy, giving her a hug because we rocked the ring tonight. We headed down one of the halls towards the locker room and I ran into Jeff, who was sitting on an empty equipment box, wet hair from the shower in a bun, bandanna around his head, looking mad as he talked on his cell phone.

Amy gave me a look, raising her eyebrows and I shrugged. She pushed me forward, urging me to see what he was mad about, but I really didn't want to. She sighed and rolled her eyes before grabbing my hand and dragging me over to him just as he shut his phone and slid off the box.

"Sup Jeffro?" Amy asked.

"They fucked up my reservations at the stupid hotel," Jeff growled. Oh. Well…

"You can stay at my house with us if you want…?" I suggested, unsure if he was interested. He was thinking about it.

"I dunno. I heard horror stories from Matt about the times he's stayed at your dad's house with ya. Daddy doesn't like boys." He's right. Daddy doesn't like boys. But I mean, I don't think he'd turn Jeff away.

"He'll let you stay, just come on. What're you gonna do, sleep in the rental car?" I asked. Amy chuckled and Jeff's mouth twitched upward a bit. I shook my head and motioned for him to follow me. "I'll make him be nice."