A/N - Well, I've been away for a week and though I have been writing still,
its all on paper. On top of that I've had some amazing ideas I really want
to do so the progression of this story will be slow but steady. (I promise)
(Oh, in effect to this chapter, the rating is higher because swearing is
used in high tension moments.)
"Charity, where are you.." Taker looking at the black blur that had just jumped from her seat and walked off. It seemed as if she didn't hear him as she yanked the door open and slammed it behind her. The only sound Taker got as a reply was the bang of the door, slamming so hard the walls shook.
"Jeff.You okay?" Matt asked concerned by the look on Jeff's face. Suddenly he leapt up and ran out the door without a backward glance. Matt stared at where his baby brother had just disappeared through the door, mystified by his actions.
Charity stormed down the hall, her shoes giving rapid sharp clicks on the polished floor. She seemed oblivious to the annoyed shouts of the angered staff she pushed out of her way as she barged through. They were surprised to see it was the normal considerate and polite Charity, instead of a more rude diva. They were intrigued by the look on her face, one of pure determination and need, as she walked with purpose down the corridor.
Jeff almost ran down the hall, weaving and bobbing as he hurried. Although he had waited months for this moment but suddenly he had to hear it now. He dodged and danced around round people, desperately trying to hurry. He turned the corner into another corridor and watched stopped, standing deathly still, staring to the woman facing him.
Jeff and Charity locked gazes time seemed to stand still. For what seemed like an eternity they just watched each other, waiting for some unknown signal for them to talk. Then, with none of the hurry from before, they began the seemingly endless walk until they stood toe to toe, there faces expressionless mask's.
Then in an instant the months dissolved and they were back in the hotel room, ready to try again at this complex situation.
"There is no baby" Charity whispered, tears brimming her lids and little beads glinted on her lashes. She lowered her gaze and the beads fell, running down her face and over her defined cheek bones. She felt all the pain and anguish bearing down on her again, crushing her. It hurt her so so much and though she knew that it was still mixed with hate she wanted to die from the pain. From this twisted wish for her extinction she found a perverse strength and carried on. "There was never a baby"
"What?" He stuttered, his mind it a whirl. 'What could she mean? Did she make it up as a twisted test? Some kind of sick joke? No there must, HAD to be another explanation.
"There was never a baby" she repeated raising her eyes to meet his. She searched his face for comprehension but found only confusion. "I made a mistake!" She cried "I mixed up my dates and thought I missed a period."
"What about the test?" He yelled "You said you did a test!" "I did, and it was positive, it must have been a mistake! Amy did was with me when I did it, and when it was postive she told me to tell you! I wasn't to know that it was wrong" "The when.?" Jeff started but was silenced by her fingers on his lips, as she shushed him.
"I thought you would agree with me, that an abortion was the best option. Instead you stared talking nurseries, names and nannies! I could never have handled a baby and couldn't handle you wanting one so I blocked it out!" "When did you find the truth?" Jeff questioned and Charity turned away. "I went to a doctor who did another test, the kind where they send it off etc. and it came back negative, and you know what? I was happy Jeff, I was over the moon that there was no problem and everything would be fine!" Charity laughed bitterly. "All I needed was to explain the truth to you!" "And I didn't let you" Jeff said regretfully, stepping close to her back.
"NO!" She spat, spinning round and glaring at him, new tears fresh in her eyes. "You didn't! It was hard Jeff, so fucking hard, to try and explain! It took courage and strength to try and tell you and didn't care! You couldn't have given a toss what the truth was, you just made the wrong pissing assumption and kept it. You killed me Jeff! You wouldn't listen you just tore through my heart tearing me down for something I didn't do. And at first I thought I deserved it!" She laughed shallowly and begun to speak in a more hushed tone "I punished myself for your mistakes. Like the coward you are you ran off and I didn't see you again! No one would explain to me and no one would listen to my side so I left! I ruined my life for you and I regretted it!" She had begun pacing but now she stopped, facing the wall, then slowly she begun to speak again a sick smile on her face as she turned to face him again. "So I became hungry for revenge, I desperately wanted to see you again and I thought it was for revenge. When I saw you hit Taker it seemed perfect. He was always distant enough to not know anything of what happened, and smart enough to know what he had heard was probably inaccurate. On top of that everyone always told me he had a small soft spot for me so he was perfect. I turned up to see him and he agreed."
Jeff watched her as all the anger disappeared, as she took a step towards him. She deflated as if all the air had gone form her. She looked at him pained, and searching his face. To her amazement she saw regret, pain and maybe even a fraction of what she'd felt. When he finally spoke it was barely audiable. "And now?"
"And now.I've done that so I'll leave you alone!" "What, are you leaving?" "NO!" She almost laughed "I've left before and I missed it so much. Being with you all those years taught me a lot of wrestling as did watching it and writing about it. I've picked up a lot, enough to do matches so Vince has offered me a job. At first I'll stick with Taker but then.who knows? I'm going to start training properly to learn more and I'll maybe strike out on my own, or find someone else, Until then Taker will look after me" Jeff stared at her. "What about us?"
"Us?" She seemed confused "What us?" Then she realised and laughed "Hang on, you think this is about you forgiving me?" She asked, stepping up to him. She raised her face to his, her cheek brushing his as she whispered in his ear. "That's what you think." Then she moved her face so she was infront of him, so close their lips almost met. She gazed into his eyes and sighed, as she wrapped her arms around his waist and took a moment to look at his face, drinking in every small detail etched on his face and the way his hair fell before she suddenly stepped back. "Oh No!" she said calmly "This was never about that Jeff, It was about revenge! This is my revenge, you can now live with the fact that the love I felt for you died the moment that you left." She laughed as she delivered her final sentence triumphantly. "Now you can live knowing you screwed up the most important thing in your life in a moment of rash thinking, that you lost everything on a simple misunderstanding"
So did you like it? sorry but I can't give him a happy ending just like that! Maybe if I get enough kind reviews I will continue and then he might get a happy ending (Or even more unhappy) Oh well you place you bets you take your chances.
"Charity, where are you.." Taker looking at the black blur that had just jumped from her seat and walked off. It seemed as if she didn't hear him as she yanked the door open and slammed it behind her. The only sound Taker got as a reply was the bang of the door, slamming so hard the walls shook.
"Jeff.You okay?" Matt asked concerned by the look on Jeff's face. Suddenly he leapt up and ran out the door without a backward glance. Matt stared at where his baby brother had just disappeared through the door, mystified by his actions.
Charity stormed down the hall, her shoes giving rapid sharp clicks on the polished floor. She seemed oblivious to the annoyed shouts of the angered staff she pushed out of her way as she barged through. They were surprised to see it was the normal considerate and polite Charity, instead of a more rude diva. They were intrigued by the look on her face, one of pure determination and need, as she walked with purpose down the corridor.
Jeff almost ran down the hall, weaving and bobbing as he hurried. Although he had waited months for this moment but suddenly he had to hear it now. He dodged and danced around round people, desperately trying to hurry. He turned the corner into another corridor and watched stopped, standing deathly still, staring to the woman facing him.
Jeff and Charity locked gazes time seemed to stand still. For what seemed like an eternity they just watched each other, waiting for some unknown signal for them to talk. Then, with none of the hurry from before, they began the seemingly endless walk until they stood toe to toe, there faces expressionless mask's.
Then in an instant the months dissolved and they were back in the hotel room, ready to try again at this complex situation.
"There is no baby" Charity whispered, tears brimming her lids and little beads glinted on her lashes. She lowered her gaze and the beads fell, running down her face and over her defined cheek bones. She felt all the pain and anguish bearing down on her again, crushing her. It hurt her so so much and though she knew that it was still mixed with hate she wanted to die from the pain. From this twisted wish for her extinction she found a perverse strength and carried on. "There was never a baby"
"What?" He stuttered, his mind it a whirl. 'What could she mean? Did she make it up as a twisted test? Some kind of sick joke? No there must, HAD to be another explanation.
"There was never a baby" she repeated raising her eyes to meet his. She searched his face for comprehension but found only confusion. "I made a mistake!" She cried "I mixed up my dates and thought I missed a period."
"What about the test?" He yelled "You said you did a test!" "I did, and it was positive, it must have been a mistake! Amy did was with me when I did it, and when it was postive she told me to tell you! I wasn't to know that it was wrong" "The when.?" Jeff started but was silenced by her fingers on his lips, as she shushed him.
"I thought you would agree with me, that an abortion was the best option. Instead you stared talking nurseries, names and nannies! I could never have handled a baby and couldn't handle you wanting one so I blocked it out!" "When did you find the truth?" Jeff questioned and Charity turned away. "I went to a doctor who did another test, the kind where they send it off etc. and it came back negative, and you know what? I was happy Jeff, I was over the moon that there was no problem and everything would be fine!" Charity laughed bitterly. "All I needed was to explain the truth to you!" "And I didn't let you" Jeff said regretfully, stepping close to her back.
"NO!" She spat, spinning round and glaring at him, new tears fresh in her eyes. "You didn't! It was hard Jeff, so fucking hard, to try and explain! It took courage and strength to try and tell you and didn't care! You couldn't have given a toss what the truth was, you just made the wrong pissing assumption and kept it. You killed me Jeff! You wouldn't listen you just tore through my heart tearing me down for something I didn't do. And at first I thought I deserved it!" She laughed shallowly and begun to speak in a more hushed tone "I punished myself for your mistakes. Like the coward you are you ran off and I didn't see you again! No one would explain to me and no one would listen to my side so I left! I ruined my life for you and I regretted it!" She had begun pacing but now she stopped, facing the wall, then slowly she begun to speak again a sick smile on her face as she turned to face him again. "So I became hungry for revenge, I desperately wanted to see you again and I thought it was for revenge. When I saw you hit Taker it seemed perfect. He was always distant enough to not know anything of what happened, and smart enough to know what he had heard was probably inaccurate. On top of that everyone always told me he had a small soft spot for me so he was perfect. I turned up to see him and he agreed."
Jeff watched her as all the anger disappeared, as she took a step towards him. She deflated as if all the air had gone form her. She looked at him pained, and searching his face. To her amazement she saw regret, pain and maybe even a fraction of what she'd felt. When he finally spoke it was barely audiable. "And now?"
"And now.I've done that so I'll leave you alone!" "What, are you leaving?" "NO!" She almost laughed "I've left before and I missed it so much. Being with you all those years taught me a lot of wrestling as did watching it and writing about it. I've picked up a lot, enough to do matches so Vince has offered me a job. At first I'll stick with Taker but then.who knows? I'm going to start training properly to learn more and I'll maybe strike out on my own, or find someone else, Until then Taker will look after me" Jeff stared at her. "What about us?"
"Us?" She seemed confused "What us?" Then she realised and laughed "Hang on, you think this is about you forgiving me?" She asked, stepping up to him. She raised her face to his, her cheek brushing his as she whispered in his ear. "That's what you think." Then she moved her face so she was infront of him, so close their lips almost met. She gazed into his eyes and sighed, as she wrapped her arms around his waist and took a moment to look at his face, drinking in every small detail etched on his face and the way his hair fell before she suddenly stepped back. "Oh No!" she said calmly "This was never about that Jeff, It was about revenge! This is my revenge, you can now live with the fact that the love I felt for you died the moment that you left." She laughed as she delivered her final sentence triumphantly. "Now you can live knowing you screwed up the most important thing in your life in a moment of rash thinking, that you lost everything on a simple misunderstanding"
So did you like it? sorry but I can't give him a happy ending just like that! Maybe if I get enough kind reviews I will continue and then he might get a happy ending (Or even more unhappy) Oh well you place you bets you take your chances.