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Not Enough 3
"WHERE IS HE!!!!"
This was the scream that awoken Amy Dumas from her deep sleep. Rubbing her hazel eyes, she slowly made her way out of her bed. Yawning and stretching, she made her way down the hall of her boyfriend's house.
She took a glance at the clock. "5:30?" She mouthed in awe. As she stepped into the living room, she blinked, shielding her eyes from the light with her hand. Her boyfriend was pacing the living room, back and forth with the portable phone up to his ear.
As though not noticing his girlfriend, he yelled "Pick UP the damn PHONE!" Amy was almost intimidated by this side of him but nonetheless decided she had to talk to him.
"Matt, honey, what are you doing?" Amy asked softly, wrapping her arms around Matt's thick neck. He stiffened for a second and then relaxed into familiar embrace. He turned to face her. Amy watched as quickly as it had come, the angry expression disappeared. She saw he looked tired and frustrated, and worried. Amy knew there where only three things Matt ever truly worried about, she wondered if her guess was correct.
"Matt, what's wrong? You look so worried" Amy said, planting a small kiss on his warm lips. He returned the kiss gladly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"You must know?" he asked her. "You know I wont stop annoying you until you tell me" she said with a cheeky smile. She began to massage his tense shoulders, as if to relax him. "Amy that wont.work." Matt said slowly, seating himself on the couch and enjoying the hard massage. Amy knew she had won; now time to go in for the kill.
"Tell Me," she said in a voice that would have melted icebergs. "Alright!' he said raising his arms in defeat, you win, OK? But it wasn't a fair fight." he finished with his famous pout. Amy laughed at this childish antic. "You baby' she said, pulling him in for another kiss, now tell me what's up is it about me?" "No." Matt said quite distantly, smiling to backup his answer.
Okay, eliminating Amy herself there where now only two things left. Please oh please.
She decided to ask again "Matt, what's the matter? Why are you awake so early? Matt took in a deep breath. "Well I went over Jeffro's house and he's not there."
"What?" Amy asked, concern an obvious factor in her voice. Matt nodded. "He won't pick up his cell phone, I don't know HOW he can just disappear like that?" Amy could see the anger in Matt's voice begin to show, but she could detect some fear as well. Amy knew how much Matt cared about Jeff; Jeff was practically Matt's life.
"Matt don't worry' Amy said soothingly to her boyfriend, Jeff will be ok. He can take care of himself well enough." "I know" Matt said with a sigh. "He'll be fine' Amy said with a hug, now stop worrying and go back to sleep, it's only 5: 40" Matt nodded unwillingly and walked upstairs. Amy shook her head with a smile. Matt always worried about Jeff so much, but sometimes it seemed as though Matt didn't want Jeff to grow up. Amy sighed. She didn't think she would ever figure him out.
"If Matt is that hard to figure out, imagine how long it would take to make sense of Jeff!" She said with a laugh. She decided against going back to sleep, now she was awake it would be too hard. She walked out onto the porch of the house in Cameron, North Carolina, rubbing her arms in the chilly morning air. She sat down and looked towards the horizon.
The sun was barely touching the landscape, parts of the area still in shadow. She stretched he long tanned leg and laid in the hammock the brothers had constructed, deep in thought.
Where could Jeff be? The rational explanation was that he was still asleep but Jeff was known to be an early riser. "Maybe not this early" she thought. And why was Matt so worried? He knew Jeff could stand on his own two feet, but was still quite dependent on Matt. It had been that way ever since their mother died. a touchy subject for both of the brothers. She sighed. Jeff was almost like a brother to her and Matt more so. she hoped that Jeff was as all right as she had portrayed him to be.
But lately Jeff had seemed slightly more strange than usual. Some thing was different and she just couldn't put he finger on it. And Matt had seemed so stressed. Why was he so worried about Jeff? "Some things I'll never know" Amy concluded, before the methodical rocking of the hammock got to her and she fell into a deep sleep.
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Matt was finding it hard to get to sleep.
He tossed and turned; trying hard to find a comfortable position to sleep in, and eventually gave up, kicking the sheets of him frustrated. This cooled him down a bit and his thoughts instantly wandered back to his brother. "I hope his okay." Matt thought to himself. Matt seemed to be wondering that more and more these days. Jeff and him had recently taken on a new attitude, a new mindset. Extreme. But then the Extreme lifestyle was nothing new to the brother's, especially Jeff.
They had never been intimidated to do any new moves or go out on any limbs for the fans, for their love of wrestling. They had both become huge stars. Matt remembered the day that Jeff changed his image, for better or worse was anybody's guess. It was a very fond of both brothers; the debut of their new attitude had been openly discussed between them and their friends on certain occasions ever since they had debuted years ago.
Matt had almost screamed as he walked into the room to find Jeff's hair in a state of color. "What HAVE YOU DONE?" Matt cried out. Jeff's usually blonde locks where now died. bright red. "You don't like it?" Jeff had said with a mock hurt expression, as though it was just something he did week, which from then on he would. "It's not that just, YOU CANT GO OUT LIKE THAT!' He cried out, no longer able to keep the calmness in his voice, Jeff, listen to me, you go and wash that out, RIGHT NOW!"
Jeff was clearly puzzled and whined "WHY?" Matt threw his arms out, trying to emphasize his point "Jeff, tell me, WHERE ARE WE?" "Urm' Jeff scratched his now electric red hair in though, uh, Sanford?" "And in WHAT state?" Matt said, tapping his foot annoyed and wanting Jeff to hurry up at the same time. "North Carolina, DUH!" Jeff said, not seeing the point in these guessing games. Before Matt could say another word, Jeff quickly interrupted. "And what is the point of this, exactly?" "My point BEING' Matt said, finally snapping, IS THAT DAD'S HERE TONIGHT!"
'Ohhhh' Jeff said gulping obviously, and ." "And he's gonna FREAK!" Matt said, finishing Jeff's thoughts, Jeff go wash it out, NOW!" To Matt's shock, Jeff simply shrugged it off. "There's no time' he said coolly, we go out in like five minuets." "Five minuets is MORE than ENOUGH time!' Matt said, hurrying Jeff into the dressing room's small bathroom, wash it out NOW JEFF!"
Jeff massaged his earlobes sorely and said quietly, "I can't." "WHAT!!" Matt whirled on him like an animal. Jeff quickly changed his wording "I mean, um, I'll try but." "Good' Matt said hurriedly, met me at the Gorilla Position in five, bye!" And with that, he hurried out.
A couple of minuets later, Matt finally caught a glimpse of himself. He was wearing long black cargos, a sleek purple t-shirt and his usual black and white boots. And he had to admit, he looked damn good. The brothers had to change their style ever since breaking away from Michael Hayes, and they both thought they needed a makeover.
Matt's wavy raven hair sat on his shoulders, gelled by one of the many makeup artists. It gave it a natural wet look. "I like it' Matt thought and after checking the time said, I'd better get to the Gorilla Position" Matt quickly made his way to the Gorilla Position. The Gorilla Position was the part of the building that separated the backstage from the live audience. Matt stood there for a couple of minuets, hoping Jeff would hurry up.
Finally he saw his younger brother. Jeff wore a bright green fish net shirt and the same boots and pants as Matt. He finally got to Matt. "What took you so long?" Matt asked. "Uh, nothin'" Jeff replied. Matt noticed Jeff was wearing a Nike baseball cap. Jeff slowly took it of, revealing his hair. "You DIDN'T wash it OUT!" Matt screamed.
"I tried to tell ya' Jeff said sheepishly, it's ah, permanent" "IT'S WHAT!" Matt yelled. Jeff only nodded. "Plus' he added bravely, even if it wasn't, I'm not one hundred percent I'd wash it out anyway, I like it." "You like it! Jeff, you look absolutely stupid! Dad is gonna flip and the crowd is gonna laugh at you!"
Jeff was hurt by this comment and looked down. Matt took one look at Jeff and sighed.
"Jeff, I'm."
Matt tried to finish but one of the guys backstage said they had to get ready to go out. Matt wondered if anyone would recognize them, with their new look and new music.
Edge and Christian had just issued a challenge, being them, to anyone who wanted to challenge them for the Tag-Team Championships. Jeff and Matt decided they where up for it. At ringside where the commentators, Good O'l J.R & Jerry "The King" Lawler.
"No one would be brave enough to accept their challenge' King boasted, there fighting champions!!!" "I don't know about that' J.R argued, there are some fighting son of a guns back there that I'm sure would love to get their hands into Edge and Christian, I know most of the guys in the back would!" " Have you got a problem with E&C?' King said, defending the heels as he always did, they are the GREATEST champions in WWF History!!!"
"Come on!' Edge cried into the microphone as the crowd booed pausing for less than a second ("As if anyone could get out there that fast!" Jeff smirked"), see Christian? I told you no one would have guts to face us!" "Dude, it was so obvious, I mean we are the." They where cut off as they looked towards the titantron. The drum- beats hit and no one had the faintest idea of the identities of the two people who had risen to met E&C's challenge.
"Who are these two?" JL asked allowed, as he always did. Matt and Jeff paused. They didn't want to come out straight away. As the electric guitar kicked in, Matt went out first with Jeff in tow.
"OH MY GOSH!' JL squealed, is that THE HARDY BOYZ?" "I think so!" J.R said, just as astonished. J.R then said to the crowd "We know these two young men as The Hardy Boyz, but when they said they where going to make a change, we didn't expect anything like this!" Matt raised his arms in the air, doing the Hardy Boyz signature symbol. Jeff bobbed his head with the music and to Matt's amazement, threw the baseball cap into the crowd, exposing his bright red hair to the crowd. "WOW! Look at Jeff Hardy's HAIR!' King squealed, is he trying to blind us ALL?" "JEFF!" Matt yelled, but only so his brother could hear. Jeff merely shrugged as Matt bought the microphone up to his lips.
"Edge and Christian, me and Jeff are absolutely sick of you two!' the crowd cheered as Matt continued, we've seen how you two treat the Tag Team division. You think that just because you won the Tag Team Titles that you own the Tag Team division? Just because you are the soon to be ex champions.."
Christian cut off Matt there to the crowd's dismay. "What do you mean ex champs?' Christian asked, with Edge just as puzzled, and who the hell do you think you two." Jeff had had enough. Jeff grabbed the microphone of Matt.
He said angrily "You know damn well who we are! Were the Hardy Boyz! We are here to stop you two from destroying Tag Team Wrestling!' Jeff paused to let the crowd cheer, soaking up the feeling of the crowd behind him, and when we say soon to be ex champions? That means, E&C that The Hardy Boyz are stepping up to the plate!" The crowd gave their support as Jeff dropped the mic and him and Matt ran down to the ring.
That night was also the debut of the Hardy Boyz highflying new style. The crowd was in total awe when Matt and Jeff preformed Poetry in Motion and when Jeff did Whispers in the Wind. "WOW!" was almost the only word King could say during the match. "We haven't seen anything like this in the World Wrestling Federation since the debut of Shawn Michaels!" J.R cried. Both brothers felt a swell of pride and where in total awe having been compared with the Heart Break Kid. "Wow' Jeff murmured to Matt when Matt was helping him up, did he just compare us with Shawn Michaels?" "Yeah' Matt nodded, how cool is that?" Still very happy with the comment Jeff nodded as Matt said "Time to finish this, you know what to do" Jeff nodded and flipped into the ring, knocking Edge to the outside. Jeff prayed that Matt's plan worked, and most of them usually did. Jeff made sure Edge was down and then climbed into the ring. Matt kicked Christian in the gut, throwing his arms out doing the Hardy symbol, and spun Christian's neck and debuted his new special. Jeff grabbed a mic as the crowd cheered in awe at this new move.
Christian hit the mat with a thud, totally unaware of what was next. Jeff, adrenaline coursing through his body walked towards the turnbuckle. "The Hardy Boyz have shown us some of the most amazing moves we have ever seen tonight folks' J.R said, now what's young Jeff Hardy doing?"
Jeff climbed onto the top rope stood up straight, showing off the Hardy symbol once again and jumped of, doing a perfect flip in the air and splashed onto Christian. Temporarily winded, with Matt keeping Edge at bay, Jeff slung his arm over Christian and closed his eyes as though in silent prayer.
"1.2.3!" "Oh my GOSH.THEY WON!" King cried out in amazement. "And your NEW World Wrestling Federation Tag-Team champions, THE HARDY BOYZ!" Matt still didn't know what happened as he stood outside the ring and Jeff jumped onto him with a hug. It was like a dream. With the Tag-Team belts slung over there shoulders, The Hardyz walked up the ramp and saluted the fans happily needless to say, Jeff did get into trouble for the hair dying situation, but his father did come to adapt with Jeff's ways.
Matt smiled as he pulled the blankets over him, and lay down on the pillow, finally feeling the need to sleep. The brothers had been through everything together, and he hoped Jeff hadn't gotten into any trouble. Matt yawned sleepily. He was still worried about Jeff but he had to sleep. He yawned once more and slowly and uneasily, feel asleep.
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"Hold me, just for tonight, I know it isn't right, but please oh please. Hold me in your arms away from the world's harms that's where I wanna be. Please oh please, just hold me, love me and care for me. I know that I'm not always right, show me what to do when I'm wrong. Your arm's is where I wanna be. Hold me forever tight, just only for tonight, remember me."
Matt grunted as Amy awakened him from his deep sleep. "Matt, hey hon. wake up." she gently. "No" Matt murmured. The lyrics to the song that played in his head, they where so familiar, but he had never heard them before.
He wanted to remember them. The voice that sung them was so bitter, yet sweet at the same time. He couldn't make out the melody, though he felt he could almost sing along to the words. It was so beautiful; he didn't want it to fade away. "Matt?" Amy asked again. "No." He murmured, as though still asleep.
"Matt, please you can sleep later. We gotta go now baby, Raw is going to start soon and Vince will kill us if we're late" "No" Matt muttered again, turning over, listening intently to the song.
"Hold me tight, if only for tonight, please don't leave me, I know everything will be alright, if you are here with me. Hold me, I'm hurting so bad and nothing makes sense, when I'm not in your arms. Don't ever leave my side, I want you to stay forever, but I know you can't, we can't be together."
The words where so beautiful, so sad. They made him want to cry. He wanted to stay asleep and listen to the song; he wanted to remember the words and the tune forever.
"MATT!" Amy yelled, in a finally attempt to awake Matt. Matt woke up with a start. "NO!" He yelled angrily, slamming his fist into bed head. "Matt, are you OK?" Amy asked worriedly. He looked at her; he had only just noticed she was there. "I didn't mean to wake you up, well I did, but you can sleep in the car, I'll drive," she said, almost in apology. "What are you apologizing for?" Matt asked, cupping her face in his hands. "You seemed so angry' Amy said, tears suddenly springing into her eyes, you where saying no over and over, like you didn't want to go to Raw" "Oh Amy!" Matt said, pulling her into a hug.
When they finally separated he wiped the tears from the rim of her eyes " I should be the one apologizing!' he said softly, but sincerely, Baby, I'm so sorry! I wasn't angry with you! I'm really sorry I didn't mean to scare you like that! I'm so sorry!" He pulled he into another hug.
'Then why where you so angry?" Amy asked, her head resting softly on his chest. "Well' Matt began, I was having this dream." "'Nuff said" Amy concluded, nodding her head with a grin. "What exactly is that supposed to mean?" Matt asked, confused. "Oh nothing offensive' Amy said quickly, just you said a dream, and I can guess you didn't want to wake up from it." She paused for a few seconds for Matt to get the point.
"Ah!' Matt cried out in disgust, tickling Amy until she laughed not that kind of dream! Ammmmy!" "Sorry!' Amy said, defensively, after Matt stopped torturing her, but I thought that was all guys dreamed about." "Oh that is SO NOT TRUE!' Matt said defending the male gender, hey, guys are human, ya know?" "Could have fooled me!" Amy giggled. "Oh, that's IT! Matt cried out playfully, chasing after Amy, who had since gotten a head start, knowing what to expect, come here you little."
Matt quickly picked up speed but caught up to her with some effort. She was fast and agile, two qualities which made her such a good wrestler. Matt tricked her into running the wrong way and caught her in a dead end of the house. To his surprise, she shot out under his arms and dashed away, leaving Matt stunned but not far behind.
"GOTCHA!" He yelled triumphantly, grabbing a squealing Amy. He spun he around in his arms, as she giggled like a little kid. He let her go, and she screamed, the couch breaking her fall. Matt jumped on top of her and said "Who's the dominant species now!" "THE HUMANS!" Amy cried, slipping between Matt's legs to escape. "NO!' Matt cried, THE ALIEMS WILL WIN!" "Aliems?' Amy stopped to questions Matt's choice in wording, isn't it meant to be "aliens?"
"Nah!' Matt said with a laugh, aliems is Jeff's word!" Thinking of Jeff made Matt stop for a second. "Jeff will be okay' he assured himself, Amy would know best and she'll know some things wrong if I stop" "Matt?" Amy asked timidly. "WE MUST LEAVE!' Matt cried out, making Amy jump, he apologized before continuing, in other words, Raw is gonna start in like an two hours, so we'd better get on the road!"
"Right!' Amy nodded, as Matt grabbed their bags and they headed to the car. "Uh Matt?" "Yeah, Ames" "Don't you agree it would be a bit, urh, embarrassing if we went to Raw in our pajamas?" Matt looked down at his blue North-Carolina Panthers Jersey and his red and black boxers and then looked at Amy in her pink sleeveless tank top and pink shorts. "That would be a bit embarrassing, wouldn't it?" Matt said. Amy nodded. "BACK INTO THE HOUSE!"
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Jeff yawned as he slowly made his way out of bed. He stretched sorely as he made his way across to the mirror to look at himself. "Man, I look awful" he said out loud. His usually shining green eyes looked tired and worn out. He hadn't had enough time to dye his hair again so what was a dull blonde was now even more dull, light, and faded. "It almost looks gray," he thought to himself with a laugh. Gray, that was the perfect color for Jeff right now.
Gray was boring. Gray was a faded, tired out looking color. Grey was a sick color, not that he was sick but he felt awful. And Grey was a color no one used. "How I wish that where true," Jeff murmured quietly, thinking of Trish as a tear made it's way down his pale skin.
He stretched. "Try not to think about it' he warned himself, you'll get depressed" And Jeff knew depression better than anyone. The sunny Jeff Hardy most people saw on TV turned into a sobbing, pained child if depression struck. And with his current state, depression looked only just out of reach.
"I'll be OK' he thought, maybe a shower will make me feel better" He slowly trudged towards the shower. Upon entering the bathroom he decided to leave the door open incase she cried. She being his daughter. "How can I hide her from Matt?" Jeff wondered as he turned on the water, slowly stripping off his clothes. He looked in the mirror and noticed that slowly but surely, he was getting thinner.
"I just haven't been eating right lately' he thought, if Matt was around, he would probably would have force feed me if it would make me eat" He was probably right too. Matt was so protective of his brother. "Baby brother is more like it" Jeff thought. Jeff had always been the baby. But only to Matt and his father. Everyone in wrestling saw the brothers equal at most times except for the casual "You know, I think in strength, Matt would cream Jeff!" or "No way! When it comes to high flying, Jeff is the man!" But they didn't mind. Both of them accepted that they both had weaknesses and strengths. And Jeff's weakness was Trish.
Jeff slipped under the water. He cried out due to the cold, but decided he'd much rather have a cold shower. "I'd rather be numb" Jeff thought as the cold water washed over him and he shivered. Jeff's thoughts strayed back to his daughter. Daughter. Jeff hadn't ever thought about being a father. In his opinion, Matt was better suited to the fatherly role. "But like my opinion ever matter" Jeff said, rubbing off some paint from his arm.
He felt so lost. He thought about what he could do. He saw no point in crawling back to Trish. "She's done enough damage," he thought. Then there was Matt "I can't hide his niece from him forever" Jeff sighed. Why couldn't it all be that easy? Just hiding from the world sounded good to Jeff, but his love for wrestling, his family and friends would draw him from the shadows sooner or later. There was Amy. "She's trustworthy' Jeff thought, but I don't know how long she could keep a secret from Matt without cracking and she's so good with kids!"
Amy loved little children. Her face would always light up with a smile when she would hold a fans baby or sister. She thought baby's where the most adorable things in the world. "Apart from Matt" Jeff laughed. Matt wasn't a huge fan of kids, which could pose as a problem. Jeff shuddered again under the freezing water. It was doing it work well though. "Totally numb' Jeff shivered again as the cold water trickled almost too slowly down his back, the way I want it"
He so wished his mind could be numb too. If his mind where numb, it would save him from so many things. It would save him from the fear, the questions he didn't want to know the answers to, and most of all the depression. He would do anything to be saved from the depression. But only one person could save him.
"Matt." he thought, Matt's the only one that can help me" He was beginning to scare himself.
He didn't want Matt.
He needed Matt.
"Matt." Jeff whimpered and the cold water seemed suddenly colder. It pierced his skin like needles. He wanted to scream. The icy water hurt his ashen skin and he broke into sweat. Matt was not there to help him. no one could help him. Jeff's eyes darted wildly around the bathroom. There was no one to help him.
He couldn't hide from the pain any longer. The icy cold gripped his stomach as he doubled over in pain. He stumbled out of the shower towards his bed. His legs gave way, and he feel to his knees. "I thought I got over this!" he cried. Tears stung at his eyes as he crawled onto the bed, his breathing quickening from the effort. He needed help and fast.
Gasping now, trying desperately to get oxygen, he reached out to grab the phone, but his arm felt as though it had been electrocuted. He screamed in pain and in one quick motion, grabbed the phone. With a lot of effort he dialed Matt's cell phone number, collapsing on the bed.
"Please oh please pick up!" Jeff thought through the pain. To his thankfulness, Matt picked up. "Hello?" Matt said. He was in the car with Amy on the way to Raw. To Amy's shock it was Matt that had taken twenty minuets to pick out an outfit. When she asked him why he took so long he muttered something about looking good. "Matt.it's.me" Jeff said as best he could through gasps for air. "JEFF!' Matt cried out hearing Jeff's words, ARE YOU OK?" Amy sat up straight in her seat at the sound of Jeff's name. "Matt.I.really.badly.need.you' Jeff managed to gasp out. Matt could tell there was something wrong. "Jeff where are you?" Matt cried out. Now Amy was really worried. "I.I.I'm." Jeff couldn't say much more. The pain was taking over his speech. "JEFF?" Matt yelled, turning off the road and switching the car off. Amy bolted up. "Matt is he ok?" She asked, worriedly. She would hate herself if anything happened to Jeff.
Matt's reply was a muffled yell of pain. "JEFF!' Matt screamed, tears filling up his eyes, Jeff, I can hear that you are in pain or something but PLEASE TALK, WHERE ARE YOU?" He looked away from Amy. Jeff tried to talk "I'm.I'm.at home" he managed to force out; gasping in shock at the effort simple speech took. He tried again "Tell.Tell.Vince.I.am going to be late" he gasped out, changing his mind quickly.
If Matt and Amy where on the road already and they came back for him, then they would risk getting fired and Jeff didn't want that. "JEFF, I'll come and get you!" Matt yelled. "No' Jeff tried to make his breathing sound less pained and he took a deep breath, it's.OK, I'll be fine."
"Jeff, you sound hurt!" Matt cried, tears forming in his eyes at not being able to help his brother. "I'll be alright' Jeff said, trying desperately to sound assuring through the pain, I'll see you guys later." He didn't have much energy left, and he doubted he was going to make it to Raw at all.
"Jeffro please let me come back for you!" Matt cried, tears dropping down his tanned cheeks. "No' Jeff said, trying to slow his breathing, go ahead. I'll meet you. two. later, K?" "Jeff, please." Matt whispered. "Your dropping out' Jeff said, he could feel himself fading quickly, I love you Matt, tell Ames that too, but I gotta go.now" "JEFF, LET ME COME AND GET YOU!" Matt pleaded. "No, goodbye." Jeff said.
"Jeffrey Nero Hardy, don't you DARE hang up on me! Jeff, JEFF!" Matt dropped the phone as it beeped. Jeff had hung up or dropped out. Or worse. Matt didn't even know if his baby brother was OK. So many things could have happened. Amy knew something was truly the matter now. She had stayed in her seat, but she could hear Matt's yells. She knew whenever Matt used Jeff's full name, something was wrong.
Finally, she got out of the car and ran towards Matt, standing behind him. "Matt, is Jeffro OK?" She whimpered, scared of the answer. Matt was torn between going back for Jeff and going to Raw. Jeff had said he was OK, but then when had Jeff ever been honest about his health when it concerned others? Jeff probably didn't want to worry anyone or waste Matt's time in coming back, but Matt was his big brother, it was his job to worry about Jeff. As the tears dribbled down his face he whispered, "I don't know Amy, I don't know."
Jeff dropped the phone to the floor with a thud. With the little energy he had left, he crawled under the blankets, and found he was cold and hot at the same time. He began to sweat harder and his head began to throb. This was all too much for Jeff to handle. His throat scorched and his head burned, but he lay there whimpering like a small child longing for its parents. Except Jeff longed for his brother.
He felt his breathing slow down and his head throbbed un- bearably. He whimpered, gasping small breaths of oxygen from the pain, wishing more than anything that the pain would stop. Slowly, Jeff began to close his eyes looking around his room. If Jeff had his way, the baby would have no father. Matt would come and find her though, and hopefully keep her safe.
Jeff whimpered again as his eyes slowly began to close. He had gotten his wish.
Good. Bad. What did you think of the TWIST? Should I keep going or drop it? PLZ you people mean so much to me, be honest, but not to hard on me!!!! When I get about 30- 35 reviews (my aim!) I can keep going, WITH YOUR SUPPORT! By the way, Jeff ruled on Raw, Christian screwed him. I don't always mind Christian but Jeff is BETTER 2 Me!!!!
From Jeffers
Not Enough 3
"WHERE IS HE!!!!"
This was the scream that awoken Amy Dumas from her deep sleep. Rubbing her hazel eyes, she slowly made her way out of her bed. Yawning and stretching, she made her way down the hall of her boyfriend's house.
She took a glance at the clock. "5:30?" She mouthed in awe. As she stepped into the living room, she blinked, shielding her eyes from the light with her hand. Her boyfriend was pacing the living room, back and forth with the portable phone up to his ear.
As though not noticing his girlfriend, he yelled "Pick UP the damn PHONE!" Amy was almost intimidated by this side of him but nonetheless decided she had to talk to him.
"Matt, honey, what are you doing?" Amy asked softly, wrapping her arms around Matt's thick neck. He stiffened for a second and then relaxed into familiar embrace. He turned to face her. Amy watched as quickly as it had come, the angry expression disappeared. She saw he looked tired and frustrated, and worried. Amy knew there where only three things Matt ever truly worried about, she wondered if her guess was correct.
"Matt, what's wrong? You look so worried" Amy said, planting a small kiss on his warm lips. He returned the kiss gladly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"You must know?" he asked her. "You know I wont stop annoying you until you tell me" she said with a cheeky smile. She began to massage his tense shoulders, as if to relax him. "Amy that wont.work." Matt said slowly, seating himself on the couch and enjoying the hard massage. Amy knew she had won; now time to go in for the kill.
"Tell Me," she said in a voice that would have melted icebergs. "Alright!' he said raising his arms in defeat, you win, OK? But it wasn't a fair fight." he finished with his famous pout. Amy laughed at this childish antic. "You baby' she said, pulling him in for another kiss, now tell me what's up is it about me?" "No." Matt said quite distantly, smiling to backup his answer.
Okay, eliminating Amy herself there where now only two things left. Please oh please.
She decided to ask again "Matt, what's the matter? Why are you awake so early? Matt took in a deep breath. "Well I went over Jeffro's house and he's not there."
"What?" Amy asked, concern an obvious factor in her voice. Matt nodded. "He won't pick up his cell phone, I don't know HOW he can just disappear like that?" Amy could see the anger in Matt's voice begin to show, but she could detect some fear as well. Amy knew how much Matt cared about Jeff; Jeff was practically Matt's life.
"Matt don't worry' Amy said soothingly to her boyfriend, Jeff will be ok. He can take care of himself well enough." "I know" Matt said with a sigh. "He'll be fine' Amy said with a hug, now stop worrying and go back to sleep, it's only 5: 40" Matt nodded unwillingly and walked upstairs. Amy shook her head with a smile. Matt always worried about Jeff so much, but sometimes it seemed as though Matt didn't want Jeff to grow up. Amy sighed. She didn't think she would ever figure him out.
"If Matt is that hard to figure out, imagine how long it would take to make sense of Jeff!" She said with a laugh. She decided against going back to sleep, now she was awake it would be too hard. She walked out onto the porch of the house in Cameron, North Carolina, rubbing her arms in the chilly morning air. She sat down and looked towards the horizon.
The sun was barely touching the landscape, parts of the area still in shadow. She stretched he long tanned leg and laid in the hammock the brothers had constructed, deep in thought.
Where could Jeff be? The rational explanation was that he was still asleep but Jeff was known to be an early riser. "Maybe not this early" she thought. And why was Matt so worried? He knew Jeff could stand on his own two feet, but was still quite dependent on Matt. It had been that way ever since their mother died. a touchy subject for both of the brothers. She sighed. Jeff was almost like a brother to her and Matt more so. she hoped that Jeff was as all right as she had portrayed him to be.
But lately Jeff had seemed slightly more strange than usual. Some thing was different and she just couldn't put he finger on it. And Matt had seemed so stressed. Why was he so worried about Jeff? "Some things I'll never know" Amy concluded, before the methodical rocking of the hammock got to her and she fell into a deep sleep.
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Matt was finding it hard to get to sleep.
He tossed and turned; trying hard to find a comfortable position to sleep in, and eventually gave up, kicking the sheets of him frustrated. This cooled him down a bit and his thoughts instantly wandered back to his brother. "I hope his okay." Matt thought to himself. Matt seemed to be wondering that more and more these days. Jeff and him had recently taken on a new attitude, a new mindset. Extreme. But then the Extreme lifestyle was nothing new to the brother's, especially Jeff.
They had never been intimidated to do any new moves or go out on any limbs for the fans, for their love of wrestling. They had both become huge stars. Matt remembered the day that Jeff changed his image, for better or worse was anybody's guess. It was a very fond of both brothers; the debut of their new attitude had been openly discussed between them and their friends on certain occasions ever since they had debuted years ago.
Matt had almost screamed as he walked into the room to find Jeff's hair in a state of color. "What HAVE YOU DONE?" Matt cried out. Jeff's usually blonde locks where now died. bright red. "You don't like it?" Jeff had said with a mock hurt expression, as though it was just something he did week, which from then on he would. "It's not that just, YOU CANT GO OUT LIKE THAT!' He cried out, no longer able to keep the calmness in his voice, Jeff, listen to me, you go and wash that out, RIGHT NOW!"
Jeff was clearly puzzled and whined "WHY?" Matt threw his arms out, trying to emphasize his point "Jeff, tell me, WHERE ARE WE?" "Urm' Jeff scratched his now electric red hair in though, uh, Sanford?" "And in WHAT state?" Matt said, tapping his foot annoyed and wanting Jeff to hurry up at the same time. "North Carolina, DUH!" Jeff said, not seeing the point in these guessing games. Before Matt could say another word, Jeff quickly interrupted. "And what is the point of this, exactly?" "My point BEING' Matt said, finally snapping, IS THAT DAD'S HERE TONIGHT!"
'Ohhhh' Jeff said gulping obviously, and ." "And he's gonna FREAK!" Matt said, finishing Jeff's thoughts, Jeff go wash it out, NOW!" To Matt's shock, Jeff simply shrugged it off. "There's no time' he said coolly, we go out in like five minuets." "Five minuets is MORE than ENOUGH time!' Matt said, hurrying Jeff into the dressing room's small bathroom, wash it out NOW JEFF!"
Jeff massaged his earlobes sorely and said quietly, "I can't." "WHAT!!" Matt whirled on him like an animal. Jeff quickly changed his wording "I mean, um, I'll try but." "Good' Matt said hurriedly, met me at the Gorilla Position in five, bye!" And with that, he hurried out.
A couple of minuets later, Matt finally caught a glimpse of himself. He was wearing long black cargos, a sleek purple t-shirt and his usual black and white boots. And he had to admit, he looked damn good. The brothers had to change their style ever since breaking away from Michael Hayes, and they both thought they needed a makeover.
Matt's wavy raven hair sat on his shoulders, gelled by one of the many makeup artists. It gave it a natural wet look. "I like it' Matt thought and after checking the time said, I'd better get to the Gorilla Position" Matt quickly made his way to the Gorilla Position. The Gorilla Position was the part of the building that separated the backstage from the live audience. Matt stood there for a couple of minuets, hoping Jeff would hurry up.
Finally he saw his younger brother. Jeff wore a bright green fish net shirt and the same boots and pants as Matt. He finally got to Matt. "What took you so long?" Matt asked. "Uh, nothin'" Jeff replied. Matt noticed Jeff was wearing a Nike baseball cap. Jeff slowly took it of, revealing his hair. "You DIDN'T wash it OUT!" Matt screamed.
"I tried to tell ya' Jeff said sheepishly, it's ah, permanent" "IT'S WHAT!" Matt yelled. Jeff only nodded. "Plus' he added bravely, even if it wasn't, I'm not one hundred percent I'd wash it out anyway, I like it." "You like it! Jeff, you look absolutely stupid! Dad is gonna flip and the crowd is gonna laugh at you!"
Jeff was hurt by this comment and looked down. Matt took one look at Jeff and sighed.
"Jeff, I'm."
Matt tried to finish but one of the guys backstage said they had to get ready to go out. Matt wondered if anyone would recognize them, with their new look and new music.
Edge and Christian had just issued a challenge, being them, to anyone who wanted to challenge them for the Tag-Team Championships. Jeff and Matt decided they where up for it. At ringside where the commentators, Good O'l J.R & Jerry "The King" Lawler.
"No one would be brave enough to accept their challenge' King boasted, there fighting champions!!!" "I don't know about that' J.R argued, there are some fighting son of a guns back there that I'm sure would love to get their hands into Edge and Christian, I know most of the guys in the back would!" " Have you got a problem with E&C?' King said, defending the heels as he always did, they are the GREATEST champions in WWF History!!!"
"Come on!' Edge cried into the microphone as the crowd booed pausing for less than a second ("As if anyone could get out there that fast!" Jeff smirked"), see Christian? I told you no one would have guts to face us!" "Dude, it was so obvious, I mean we are the." They where cut off as they looked towards the titantron. The drum- beats hit and no one had the faintest idea of the identities of the two people who had risen to met E&C's challenge.
"Who are these two?" JL asked allowed, as he always did. Matt and Jeff paused. They didn't want to come out straight away. As the electric guitar kicked in, Matt went out first with Jeff in tow.
"OH MY GOSH!' JL squealed, is that THE HARDY BOYZ?" "I think so!" J.R said, just as astonished. J.R then said to the crowd "We know these two young men as The Hardy Boyz, but when they said they where going to make a change, we didn't expect anything like this!" Matt raised his arms in the air, doing the Hardy Boyz signature symbol. Jeff bobbed his head with the music and to Matt's amazement, threw the baseball cap into the crowd, exposing his bright red hair to the crowd. "WOW! Look at Jeff Hardy's HAIR!' King squealed, is he trying to blind us ALL?" "JEFF!" Matt yelled, but only so his brother could hear. Jeff merely shrugged as Matt bought the microphone up to his lips.
"Edge and Christian, me and Jeff are absolutely sick of you two!' the crowd cheered as Matt continued, we've seen how you two treat the Tag Team division. You think that just because you won the Tag Team Titles that you own the Tag Team division? Just because you are the soon to be ex champions.."
Christian cut off Matt there to the crowd's dismay. "What do you mean ex champs?' Christian asked, with Edge just as puzzled, and who the hell do you think you two." Jeff had had enough. Jeff grabbed the microphone of Matt.
He said angrily "You know damn well who we are! Were the Hardy Boyz! We are here to stop you two from destroying Tag Team Wrestling!' Jeff paused to let the crowd cheer, soaking up the feeling of the crowd behind him, and when we say soon to be ex champions? That means, E&C that The Hardy Boyz are stepping up to the plate!" The crowd gave their support as Jeff dropped the mic and him and Matt ran down to the ring.
That night was also the debut of the Hardy Boyz highflying new style. The crowd was in total awe when Matt and Jeff preformed Poetry in Motion and when Jeff did Whispers in the Wind. "WOW!" was almost the only word King could say during the match. "We haven't seen anything like this in the World Wrestling Federation since the debut of Shawn Michaels!" J.R cried. Both brothers felt a swell of pride and where in total awe having been compared with the Heart Break Kid. "Wow' Jeff murmured to Matt when Matt was helping him up, did he just compare us with Shawn Michaels?" "Yeah' Matt nodded, how cool is that?" Still very happy with the comment Jeff nodded as Matt said "Time to finish this, you know what to do" Jeff nodded and flipped into the ring, knocking Edge to the outside. Jeff prayed that Matt's plan worked, and most of them usually did. Jeff made sure Edge was down and then climbed into the ring. Matt kicked Christian in the gut, throwing his arms out doing the Hardy symbol, and spun Christian's neck and debuted his new special. Jeff grabbed a mic as the crowd cheered in awe at this new move.
Christian hit the mat with a thud, totally unaware of what was next. Jeff, adrenaline coursing through his body walked towards the turnbuckle. "The Hardy Boyz have shown us some of the most amazing moves we have ever seen tonight folks' J.R said, now what's young Jeff Hardy doing?"
Jeff climbed onto the top rope stood up straight, showing off the Hardy symbol once again and jumped of, doing a perfect flip in the air and splashed onto Christian. Temporarily winded, with Matt keeping Edge at bay, Jeff slung his arm over Christian and closed his eyes as though in silent prayer.
"1.2.3!" "Oh my GOSH.THEY WON!" King cried out in amazement. "And your NEW World Wrestling Federation Tag-Team champions, THE HARDY BOYZ!" Matt still didn't know what happened as he stood outside the ring and Jeff jumped onto him with a hug. It was like a dream. With the Tag-Team belts slung over there shoulders, The Hardyz walked up the ramp and saluted the fans happily needless to say, Jeff did get into trouble for the hair dying situation, but his father did come to adapt with Jeff's ways.
Matt smiled as he pulled the blankets over him, and lay down on the pillow, finally feeling the need to sleep. The brothers had been through everything together, and he hoped Jeff hadn't gotten into any trouble. Matt yawned sleepily. He was still worried about Jeff but he had to sleep. He yawned once more and slowly and uneasily, feel asleep.
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"Hold me, just for tonight, I know it isn't right, but please oh please. Hold me in your arms away from the world's harms that's where I wanna be. Please oh please, just hold me, love me and care for me. I know that I'm not always right, show me what to do when I'm wrong. Your arm's is where I wanna be. Hold me forever tight, just only for tonight, remember me."
Matt grunted as Amy awakened him from his deep sleep. "Matt, hey hon. wake up." she gently. "No" Matt murmured. The lyrics to the song that played in his head, they where so familiar, but he had never heard them before.
He wanted to remember them. The voice that sung them was so bitter, yet sweet at the same time. He couldn't make out the melody, though he felt he could almost sing along to the words. It was so beautiful; he didn't want it to fade away. "Matt?" Amy asked again. "No." He murmured, as though still asleep.
"Matt, please you can sleep later. We gotta go now baby, Raw is going to start soon and Vince will kill us if we're late" "No" Matt muttered again, turning over, listening intently to the song.
"Hold me tight, if only for tonight, please don't leave me, I know everything will be alright, if you are here with me. Hold me, I'm hurting so bad and nothing makes sense, when I'm not in your arms. Don't ever leave my side, I want you to stay forever, but I know you can't, we can't be together."
The words where so beautiful, so sad. They made him want to cry. He wanted to stay asleep and listen to the song; he wanted to remember the words and the tune forever.
"MATT!" Amy yelled, in a finally attempt to awake Matt. Matt woke up with a start. "NO!" He yelled angrily, slamming his fist into bed head. "Matt, are you OK?" Amy asked worriedly. He looked at her; he had only just noticed she was there. "I didn't mean to wake you up, well I did, but you can sleep in the car, I'll drive," she said, almost in apology. "What are you apologizing for?" Matt asked, cupping her face in his hands. "You seemed so angry' Amy said, tears suddenly springing into her eyes, you where saying no over and over, like you didn't want to go to Raw" "Oh Amy!" Matt said, pulling her into a hug.
When they finally separated he wiped the tears from the rim of her eyes " I should be the one apologizing!' he said softly, but sincerely, Baby, I'm so sorry! I wasn't angry with you! I'm really sorry I didn't mean to scare you like that! I'm so sorry!" He pulled he into another hug.
'Then why where you so angry?" Amy asked, her head resting softly on his chest. "Well' Matt began, I was having this dream." "'Nuff said" Amy concluded, nodding her head with a grin. "What exactly is that supposed to mean?" Matt asked, confused. "Oh nothing offensive' Amy said quickly, just you said a dream, and I can guess you didn't want to wake up from it." She paused for a few seconds for Matt to get the point.
"Ah!' Matt cried out in disgust, tickling Amy until she laughed not that kind of dream! Ammmmy!" "Sorry!' Amy said, defensively, after Matt stopped torturing her, but I thought that was all guys dreamed about." "Oh that is SO NOT TRUE!' Matt said defending the male gender, hey, guys are human, ya know?" "Could have fooled me!" Amy giggled. "Oh, that's IT! Matt cried out playfully, chasing after Amy, who had since gotten a head start, knowing what to expect, come here you little."
Matt quickly picked up speed but caught up to her with some effort. She was fast and agile, two qualities which made her such a good wrestler. Matt tricked her into running the wrong way and caught her in a dead end of the house. To his surprise, she shot out under his arms and dashed away, leaving Matt stunned but not far behind.
"GOTCHA!" He yelled triumphantly, grabbing a squealing Amy. He spun he around in his arms, as she giggled like a little kid. He let her go, and she screamed, the couch breaking her fall. Matt jumped on top of her and said "Who's the dominant species now!" "THE HUMANS!" Amy cried, slipping between Matt's legs to escape. "NO!' Matt cried, THE ALIEMS WILL WIN!" "Aliems?' Amy stopped to questions Matt's choice in wording, isn't it meant to be "aliens?"
"Nah!' Matt said with a laugh, aliems is Jeff's word!" Thinking of Jeff made Matt stop for a second. "Jeff will be okay' he assured himself, Amy would know best and she'll know some things wrong if I stop" "Matt?" Amy asked timidly. "WE MUST LEAVE!' Matt cried out, making Amy jump, he apologized before continuing, in other words, Raw is gonna start in like an two hours, so we'd better get on the road!"
"Right!' Amy nodded, as Matt grabbed their bags and they headed to the car. "Uh Matt?" "Yeah, Ames" "Don't you agree it would be a bit, urh, embarrassing if we went to Raw in our pajamas?" Matt looked down at his blue North-Carolina Panthers Jersey and his red and black boxers and then looked at Amy in her pink sleeveless tank top and pink shorts. "That would be a bit embarrassing, wouldn't it?" Matt said. Amy nodded. "BACK INTO THE HOUSE!"
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Jeff yawned as he slowly made his way out of bed. He stretched sorely as he made his way across to the mirror to look at himself. "Man, I look awful" he said out loud. His usually shining green eyes looked tired and worn out. He hadn't had enough time to dye his hair again so what was a dull blonde was now even more dull, light, and faded. "It almost looks gray," he thought to himself with a laugh. Gray, that was the perfect color for Jeff right now.
Gray was boring. Gray was a faded, tired out looking color. Grey was a sick color, not that he was sick but he felt awful. And Grey was a color no one used. "How I wish that where true," Jeff murmured quietly, thinking of Trish as a tear made it's way down his pale skin.
He stretched. "Try not to think about it' he warned himself, you'll get depressed" And Jeff knew depression better than anyone. The sunny Jeff Hardy most people saw on TV turned into a sobbing, pained child if depression struck. And with his current state, depression looked only just out of reach.
"I'll be OK' he thought, maybe a shower will make me feel better" He slowly trudged towards the shower. Upon entering the bathroom he decided to leave the door open incase she cried. She being his daughter. "How can I hide her from Matt?" Jeff wondered as he turned on the water, slowly stripping off his clothes. He looked in the mirror and noticed that slowly but surely, he was getting thinner.
"I just haven't been eating right lately' he thought, if Matt was around, he would probably would have force feed me if it would make me eat" He was probably right too. Matt was so protective of his brother. "Baby brother is more like it" Jeff thought. Jeff had always been the baby. But only to Matt and his father. Everyone in wrestling saw the brothers equal at most times except for the casual "You know, I think in strength, Matt would cream Jeff!" or "No way! When it comes to high flying, Jeff is the man!" But they didn't mind. Both of them accepted that they both had weaknesses and strengths. And Jeff's weakness was Trish.
Jeff slipped under the water. He cried out due to the cold, but decided he'd much rather have a cold shower. "I'd rather be numb" Jeff thought as the cold water washed over him and he shivered. Jeff's thoughts strayed back to his daughter. Daughter. Jeff hadn't ever thought about being a father. In his opinion, Matt was better suited to the fatherly role. "But like my opinion ever matter" Jeff said, rubbing off some paint from his arm.
He felt so lost. He thought about what he could do. He saw no point in crawling back to Trish. "She's done enough damage," he thought. Then there was Matt "I can't hide his niece from him forever" Jeff sighed. Why couldn't it all be that easy? Just hiding from the world sounded good to Jeff, but his love for wrestling, his family and friends would draw him from the shadows sooner or later. There was Amy. "She's trustworthy' Jeff thought, but I don't know how long she could keep a secret from Matt without cracking and she's so good with kids!"
Amy loved little children. Her face would always light up with a smile when she would hold a fans baby or sister. She thought baby's where the most adorable things in the world. "Apart from Matt" Jeff laughed. Matt wasn't a huge fan of kids, which could pose as a problem. Jeff shuddered again under the freezing water. It was doing it work well though. "Totally numb' Jeff shivered again as the cold water trickled almost too slowly down his back, the way I want it"
He so wished his mind could be numb too. If his mind where numb, it would save him from so many things. It would save him from the fear, the questions he didn't want to know the answers to, and most of all the depression. He would do anything to be saved from the depression. But only one person could save him.
"Matt." he thought, Matt's the only one that can help me" He was beginning to scare himself.
He didn't want Matt.
He needed Matt.
"Matt." Jeff whimpered and the cold water seemed suddenly colder. It pierced his skin like needles. He wanted to scream. The icy water hurt his ashen skin and he broke into sweat. Matt was not there to help him. no one could help him. Jeff's eyes darted wildly around the bathroom. There was no one to help him.
He couldn't hide from the pain any longer. The icy cold gripped his stomach as he doubled over in pain. He stumbled out of the shower towards his bed. His legs gave way, and he feel to his knees. "I thought I got over this!" he cried. Tears stung at his eyes as he crawled onto the bed, his breathing quickening from the effort. He needed help and fast.
Gasping now, trying desperately to get oxygen, he reached out to grab the phone, but his arm felt as though it had been electrocuted. He screamed in pain and in one quick motion, grabbed the phone. With a lot of effort he dialed Matt's cell phone number, collapsing on the bed.
"Please oh please pick up!" Jeff thought through the pain. To his thankfulness, Matt picked up. "Hello?" Matt said. He was in the car with Amy on the way to Raw. To Amy's shock it was Matt that had taken twenty minuets to pick out an outfit. When she asked him why he took so long he muttered something about looking good. "Matt.it's.me" Jeff said as best he could through gasps for air. "JEFF!' Matt cried out hearing Jeff's words, ARE YOU OK?" Amy sat up straight in her seat at the sound of Jeff's name. "Matt.I.really.badly.need.you' Jeff managed to gasp out. Matt could tell there was something wrong. "Jeff where are you?" Matt cried out. Now Amy was really worried. "I.I.I'm." Jeff couldn't say much more. The pain was taking over his speech. "JEFF?" Matt yelled, turning off the road and switching the car off. Amy bolted up. "Matt is he ok?" She asked, worriedly. She would hate herself if anything happened to Jeff.
Matt's reply was a muffled yell of pain. "JEFF!' Matt screamed, tears filling up his eyes, Jeff, I can hear that you are in pain or something but PLEASE TALK, WHERE ARE YOU?" He looked away from Amy. Jeff tried to talk "I'm.I'm.at home" he managed to force out; gasping in shock at the effort simple speech took. He tried again "Tell.Tell.Vince.I.am going to be late" he gasped out, changing his mind quickly.
If Matt and Amy where on the road already and they came back for him, then they would risk getting fired and Jeff didn't want that. "JEFF, I'll come and get you!" Matt yelled. "No' Jeff tried to make his breathing sound less pained and he took a deep breath, it's.OK, I'll be fine."
"Jeff, you sound hurt!" Matt cried, tears forming in his eyes at not being able to help his brother. "I'll be alright' Jeff said, trying desperately to sound assuring through the pain, I'll see you guys later." He didn't have much energy left, and he doubted he was going to make it to Raw at all.
"Jeffro please let me come back for you!" Matt cried, tears dropping down his tanned cheeks. "No' Jeff said, trying to slow his breathing, go ahead. I'll meet you. two. later, K?" "Jeff, please." Matt whispered. "Your dropping out' Jeff said, he could feel himself fading quickly, I love you Matt, tell Ames that too, but I gotta go.now" "JEFF, LET ME COME AND GET YOU!" Matt pleaded. "No, goodbye." Jeff said.
"Jeffrey Nero Hardy, don't you DARE hang up on me! Jeff, JEFF!" Matt dropped the phone as it beeped. Jeff had hung up or dropped out. Or worse. Matt didn't even know if his baby brother was OK. So many things could have happened. Amy knew something was truly the matter now. She had stayed in her seat, but she could hear Matt's yells. She knew whenever Matt used Jeff's full name, something was wrong.
Finally, she got out of the car and ran towards Matt, standing behind him. "Matt, is Jeffro OK?" She whimpered, scared of the answer. Matt was torn between going back for Jeff and going to Raw. Jeff had said he was OK, but then when had Jeff ever been honest about his health when it concerned others? Jeff probably didn't want to worry anyone or waste Matt's time in coming back, but Matt was his big brother, it was his job to worry about Jeff. As the tears dribbled down his face he whispered, "I don't know Amy, I don't know."
Jeff dropped the phone to the floor with a thud. With the little energy he had left, he crawled under the blankets, and found he was cold and hot at the same time. He began to sweat harder and his head began to throb. This was all too much for Jeff to handle. His throat scorched and his head burned, but he lay there whimpering like a small child longing for its parents. Except Jeff longed for his brother.
He felt his breathing slow down and his head throbbed un- bearably. He whimpered, gasping small breaths of oxygen from the pain, wishing more than anything that the pain would stop. Slowly, Jeff began to close his eyes looking around his room. If Jeff had his way, the baby would have no father. Matt would come and find her though, and hopefully keep her safe.
Jeff whimpered again as his eyes slowly began to close. He had gotten his wish.
Good. Bad. What did you think of the TWIST? Should I keep going or drop it? PLZ you people mean so much to me, be honest, but not to hard on me!!!! When I get about 30- 35 reviews (my aim!) I can keep going, WITH YOUR SUPPORT! By the way, Jeff ruled on Raw, Christian screwed him. I don't always mind Christian but Jeff is BETTER 2 Me!!!!
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