Wow. I wake up late and to amazing reviews. You guys are awesome as. Anyway, as Jen (Vivian Vicious) has told me constantly on IM, Alex is gonna get blue balls at this rate and while I do greatly feel for my favourite boy, well- the suffering isn't planned as I never plan, I just type.
Remember to check out my girl, Vivian Vicious' fic "Recovery" for me.
Hope you all enjoy.
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Chapter Twenty-Nine
"Rave likes to wear dirty underwear!" Jimmy Jacobs sung as he gave Dylan a piggyback down the hallway from the guest room and to the lounge room. She giggled against his back and sung along with him only to have Jimmy shout out that the only underwear he would like to get dirty was Dylan's. Her jaw dropped open in shock as they came in and just got there in time to see Alex smack the blonde across the back of the head as Hero slugged him in the gut.
When Jimmy set her down, Dylan dived into Rave and the pair tumbled over the lounge and right into the middle of all the couches where it was now cleared of objects from the boys camping in there last night. Alex quirked an eyebrow as Rave tried to literally push Dylan away from him and where she was straddling his torso while holding him in a reverse headlock. "Ah! Alex get your girl off me before I get off!"
Dylan made an 'ew' noise before letting him go. She screamed when he grabbed her and attempted to pin her. Alex dived in, and right into Rave, only to have Austin start on him. It ended up almost like a tag team match except Dylan and Alex had Austin and Rave beat due to how well the pair were use to working with each other. When someone knocked on the door, Hero got up to get it, seeing as Alex and Dylan were too busy making fun of Austin and Rave who were sitting on their butts, heads in their hands from defeat, pushing each other as they blamed anything but themselves for the loss.
"Well, it is good to see my Knockout is doing much better," Dixie said as she appeared with Hero and a briefcase in her hands. Alex and Dylan just retreated to the desk in the corner, Alex taking up the chair while Dylan perched on the desk, her feet resting on his lap as all the boys found spots so they could see Dixie.
"Yeah, I'm as good as can be considering I have a raving certified nutcase for an ex-boyfriend." Alex grimaced at Dylan as Dixie remarked that she was glad the boys were all here as some she had some business to discuss.
"About this statement Dix…" Alex trailed off.
"That statement was not scripted by the creative or anything, we have done what we can to get Jarrett to revoke the contract and the damn statement, however- that is hard considering Jarrett is not all too thrilled about losing a wrestler like Tyson or the money that is actually being made due to all this trouble," Dixie stated. All the boys felt bad now, they hadn't been on Dylan's side last night but as Dixie relayed everything from start to finish with Alex or Dylan adding every now and then, they were all fuming by the end of it.
Austin looked at Alex and nodded.
Now he could understand what Alex had meant about keeping things a secret despite the fact that Tyson had already accused Dylan of cheating on him with Alex, it wasn't true. When Dixie opened up the briefcase, she handed Jimmy Jacobs, Austin, Hero, Rave and Evans were all handed contracts.
"Why?" Dylan asked as the boys caught on before she did and immediately signed the papers.
"Because, Dyl," Alex started, "they are gonna help on-screen and backstage when help is most definitely needed. They will be enforcers in a way- despite some of them are tiny as."
He smirked at the few glares sent his way.
Dixie nodded. "Dylan I can't afford for a performer like you to be in danger twenty-four seven which is what is in fact happening and well, if he begins to take things to the level of stalking-"
"He hasn't yet?" Alex inquired with a raised eyebrow.
Dixie pursed her lips and nodded but then explained that if they had no evidence, Jarrett would just say it was Dylan making up stories to look like the good guy, but not to worry as she intended to fully well let people know of whose side she was on and that Jarrett is at the moment, not thinking so clearly.
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Only five minutes after Dixie had left and told the boys that she would be glad to see them at the next tapings, Dylan's phone was going off. Looking at the caller ID, she found it was Jeff. Smiling, she answered it. "Hey-"
"You get back to North Carolina right now! Before I come to Detroit and drag you back!" Matt interrupted in a screaming rage. She winced and leaned away from the phone as Alex came over to her.
"Wait, Matt let me explain what-"
"I don't care what type of wild explanation you have come up with; I want you back here, and away from Shelley!"
Alex took the phone off her. "Hey Matt, get a grip you damn cockhead!" Many of the boys stopped, and Dylan paled like a ghost. It was not always the best idea in the world to get into a screaming match with someone like Matt. He could get pissed so easily. "I don't care what statement was on TNA, it was all fucking fake and twisted round the wrong way! If you had any faith in me you'd know that I am not doing anything with Dylan- correction- if you had any faith in Dylan then you wouldn't be treating either of us like we are to blame here! You want Dylan back there?! I'm coming with her! In fact, a few of us will be!"
Dylan just stared at him when he hung up and handed the phone back to her. What the hell had he just done? "Matt said to say he'll see you this arvo."
"What the hell did you just do?" she demanded, following him down the hallway to his bedroom as the others all scrambled for the door to watch the argument.
"Took care of the asshole," Alex replied.
"That asshole is my cousin who was just being protective of me like he usually is!" she shouted back. "Insulting him is not exactly what I would call taking care of him!"
"What the hell else would you like me to have done when he fucking well accuses me of fucking you?!" Alex shot back, his voice raising as he slammed his bedroom door. All the boys quickly got closer, standing directly outside the door so they could listen in.
"How about not being like Tyson was and getting into screaming matches with him!"
"Kinda difficult when he has already threatened me once before today!" Alex screamed. "By all means, you wanna go back and have him breathing down your neck twenty-four seven, then go- there's the door and I'm not stopping you!"
A loud slap caused all the boys to wince. From only a few hours round Dylan it was clear that she could take only so much before she let loose. "You listen to me, Patrick! I have been through hell enough as it is lately and I don't care if Matt doesn't like you, I do and you're my friend! The pair of you fighting isn't going to help me one bit!"
Alex growled and grabbed her, pushing her back into the wall. "He believes your ex, the man who has attacked you over me," he seethed. Dylan glared up at him. "That is not fair when all I've done is try and protect you!"
"If you had've let me explain it to him, then we wouldn't be having this argument!" she told him back. Alex took one look at her before pulling away and shaking his head.
"Yeah, because he seemed to not understand me when I said all that, when it's the truth?" Alex retorted.
Dylan sighed heavily and Alex saw the tear slide down her cheek as she lowered her gaze. He felt bad, he hadn't wanted to upset her, but how could he just stand there and let Matt accuse him of something he hadn't or had yet to do and even when he finally did get the chance to, it wouldn't be classed as cheating for neither of them were dating other people. "I know that, Alex," she said through tears, "he doesn't always think before he reacts, just like most men- he read that and probably thought it was all too real despite that two weeks ago I left Tyson for the reasons that he has twisted round to now use against me."
Alex looked at his feet, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he hunched his shoulders up. He made to say something only Dylan walked into the bathroom and slammed the door shut before he could. Sighing heavily, he walked over to the door and jerked it open to face the others. "Enjoy the show?" he inquired bitterly, heading for the kitchen.
Austin shook his head when Rave made to say something and told the others he would talk to him. JJ (Jimmy Jacobs) walked into the bedroom and knocked gently on the bathroom door. "Go away Alex."
He smiled at the door. "It ain't the starfish Patrick, its JJ- wanna talk?" It hadn't been hard for Jimmy to guess, after seeing her slip into Alex's room this morning that they were both trying to hide a relationship from everyone. He felt for the pair and knew that it had to be tough as by the sounds of it, it was new and all this bullshit was already damaging what they had yet to fully experience.
"No!" she retorted.
"I ain't blind, baby girl. You and Alex-" The door opened and Dylan yanked him into the bathroom. He chuckled but stopped when he saw the smudged make-up. He sat down on the toilet seat as she collapsed on the opposite side where the vanity was.
"Let me guess, big mouth he is told-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, no! I guessed. I caught you sneaking in here this morning and put two and two together. Alex has made sure that we all saw you two as being just friends," he told her. She scoffed and hugged her knees to her chest. "So wanna talk?" She shook her head. "You absolutely sure about that?"
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Austin looked at Alex who was busy slamming things round as he looked for things in the kitchen and Austin leaned back against the fridge, watching him. "Man, she really gets to you easy," he commented.
"Shut the fuck up Aries," Alex growled back as he pointed a finger at him.
Austin frowned. "Why? JJ is in trying to talk to her-" he trailed off seeing Alex look at him. "Yes JJ guessed and you need to stop being a damn baby about this. Just cause Matt Hardy thinks something, and in this case especially, does not make it true."
"I know that," Alex shot back.
"Yeah well being a big baby and jerk to the girl you like isn't going to solve any of this," Austin replied.
"I am not saying sorry for what I did," Alex muttered back.
Austin shrugged. "So you don't have to- I sorta agree with you both, however, you need to drop it and let it go before she does choose to head back down there by herself and not come back." He saw his friend go pale and knew that what he had just said had changed Alex from being pissed to being worried.
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Austin sat in the lounge room with Alex who, very slowly and calmly explained what he and Dylan were to the boys who all, despite Rave and Evans being upset over it, agreed to keep their lips permanently zipped about it. He couldn't hide it from them. Even if Dylan hated him for telling them, he could not sit in the house; with them around while they tried to deal with keeping each other at arm's length and all the bullshit that was occurring.
Dylan and JJ appeared half an hour after and Austin said they all knew. Dylan made to tell Alex off who was sitting in the bean bag with his head down, only D'Amore told her that it was better some knew and the right people rather than it the other way round.
Seeing what he meant, Dylan slipped down onto the bean bag with Alex and whispered that she was sorry. He kissed her temple, wrapping an arm around her and smiling when everyone made a big deal out of it. She leaned her head against his shoulder and he said that their flight would be for one so they had an hour before they all had to be out of here.
