He had tried to make the best of the entire day.
He figured, hey, if this was the last day he could have with her, he was going to make it count. So in turn, the day ended up to be the best he probably had ever, perhaps heightened by the fact that she had said that she loved him.
He did too, there was no doubt about it. Oh, irony was a bitch..he finally actually knew he had feelings that strong for someone, and it turned out to be the only girl in the entire world he couldn't have. How cruel was that? Did fate love to screw with him that much?
But that day was over, and the morning had come. There was a definite air of sorrow in the place. They had tried to mask it with fake smiles and even faker small talk. He knew they both saw what was coming. He himself hated to think of it. He didn't want to go back to being alone, not after he had found her. He didn't want to fake hating her. It wouldn't be the same..ever.
He saw her standing over her belongings, looking at it, making sure she had everything. He walked up behind her, letting his arms snake around her waist softly. She smiled, leaning into the embrace. letting her hand rest on his. He didn't know why he was prolonging the hurt, but he knew he wanted to remember how she felt against him.
"About yesterday.." he whispered in her ear. He let her go and she turned to face him, a small, sad smile on her face.
"Yes?" she asked, peering at him.
"I didn't say it yesterday, but.." he shrugged. "I'm going to miss you so much." Stephanie bit her lip, then looked down.
"Chris.." she let out a small sigh, pulling him into another hug. He knew she had started crying. He pulled her away, wiping away the tears that had escaped.
"The minute we can be together, I'll come for you." he promised. "The minute I see that opening."
"You say that now.." she sniffed. "But I'm sure you'll end up finding someone.."
"Steph, don't even think that." he frowned. "I've spent my entire life and this is not one of those everyday flings. I know what I feel like, and this isn't it. I promise you, if I find the loophole, I'll use it."
"I will too." she finally said after a pause. He smiled and kissed her softly.
"Someone'll probably be here soon, get ready." he informed her. The look she was giving him was killing her. "Hey, don't worry about it. It'll be OK in the end."
"Then why does it feel like I'm never going to see you again?" she asked, her voice quivering.
"Of course you'll see me again." he said, trying to smile. "I'll always be there to interrupt you." She couldn't help but let out a slight laugh.
"I suppose you will." she nodded.
That was when the knock came. Chris stared at the door, feeling his legs freeze up quite suddenly. The good mood that had lingered for a moment or two had vanished, and Chris knew the minute he opened that door he might never feel like he was again.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. He knew it was her. He didn't care, he pulled her into a deep, long kiss. The knock came again. "Stephanie, whatever happens..know I'll always love you."
"I love you too." she responded. He beamed at her.
"Time to start acting." He let her go, walking to the door. He was hoping it was Jeff..oh..he HOPED.
And it was. Chris had an annoyed look on his face, and Jeff instantly knew what was going to happen. He tried to back away but Chris got him by the shirt and very easily picked him off the ground. He let out a little yelp and squirmed in his grip.
"If you weren't driving I would kick your ass." he growled.
"Nice to see you too Chris." he managed to choke out. Chris threw him down, and he landed on the ground.
"Aw, didn't have a good week?" he blinked, standing up, dusting himself off.
"YOU PUT ME IN A CABIN WITH JUST HER FOR A WEEK!" he reminded Jeff loudly, pointing to her as she walked out to see what all the noise was about. Thank god she knew this was all a badly done act. "I can't believe you expected me to have a good week!"
"It was worth a shot." he shrugged meekly.
"We're ready, you better drive fast." Chris glared at Jeff, who quickly complied.
***
Jeff couldn't believe it didn't work. Actually, they looked like they hated each other even more. Neither even looked at Jeff, and Jeff didn't want to know how bad he was going to get beaten when they got to the hotel. It was a longer drive, they had to go into the next state.
If anything, Jeff knew both had grown attached to his little forest friend. He wasn't surprised that Chris liked Nibblers, but he was with Stephanie. She didn't seem to be that type. Well, it didn't matter. Jeff's idea was shot.
He glanced over at them. There was something wrong with the picture. He had expected them to be all over each other, yes, but he thought if they weren't they would be fighting. They weren't doing that either, they just didn't aknowledge each other. Had he made them hate each other so much even fighting wasn't worth it?
Matt and Lita must have been right. He suddenly felt a rush of guilt. He had gotten them all into deep shit. Matt, Lita, Shane..poor Shane, he was probably going to be fired when Stephanie got through with him, the little bitch. This was all his fault.
He suddenly noted the battle wounds. Chris was sporting quite a big bandage on his arm. Stephanie..looked like she was burned. Thank god the house didn't explode. All there was in damage was a small broken window. God knows how THAT happened.
Chris was so stubborn. He could deny it all he wanted, he knew there was something between them. Not even this made him think differently. Nothing would. That kiss at KOR had proved it in Jeff's mind. They both just didn't want to tell each other.
Jeff was right about one thing, though. When they finally got to the new hotel, he made sure to kick his ass. Because he was a friend, he said, he would let him live. He wondered, though his daze, why it seemed like they had both looked at each other in a somewhat longing glance before she left so Chris could continue to punish him.
"Come on, Rainbow, take me to Matt and Lita." he sniggered. Jeff winced. He knew what that meant.
He took him to the Hardy room, and he noticed the 'Oh shit' faces on both of them when Chris basically threw him into the room. He watched as Chris grinned at the two.
"It was his idea!" Matt quickly said. Lita nodded.
"He made us!" Great people they were.
"I know." he laughed. "That's why I kicked his ass."
"How was the week?" Matt asked, as Jeff watched Chris step over him.
"Hell. Yeesh, couldn't you stick me with someone a little better?" Chris flopped onto Jeff's bed.
"It couldn't have been that bad." Lita responded. Chris picked up his arm and showed her the wound that Jeff had noticed. Jeff had managed to get up and had gotten to rubbing his sore head.
"Ouch." she laughed. "Well, we told Jeff it was a dumb idea."
"No it wasn't." he said stubbornly.
"Do you want to get beat up bro?" Matt laughed.
Jeff refused to believe that he was wrong. Something had happened, and he knew it.
He figured, hey, if this was the last day he could have with her, he was going to make it count. So in turn, the day ended up to be the best he probably had ever, perhaps heightened by the fact that she had said that she loved him.
He did too, there was no doubt about it. Oh, irony was a bitch..he finally actually knew he had feelings that strong for someone, and it turned out to be the only girl in the entire world he couldn't have. How cruel was that? Did fate love to screw with him that much?
But that day was over, and the morning had come. There was a definite air of sorrow in the place. They had tried to mask it with fake smiles and even faker small talk. He knew they both saw what was coming. He himself hated to think of it. He didn't want to go back to being alone, not after he had found her. He didn't want to fake hating her. It wouldn't be the same..ever.
He saw her standing over her belongings, looking at it, making sure she had everything. He walked up behind her, letting his arms snake around her waist softly. She smiled, leaning into the embrace. letting her hand rest on his. He didn't know why he was prolonging the hurt, but he knew he wanted to remember how she felt against him.
"About yesterday.." he whispered in her ear. He let her go and she turned to face him, a small, sad smile on her face.
"Yes?" she asked, peering at him.
"I didn't say it yesterday, but.." he shrugged. "I'm going to miss you so much." Stephanie bit her lip, then looked down.
"Chris.." she let out a small sigh, pulling him into another hug. He knew she had started crying. He pulled her away, wiping away the tears that had escaped.
"The minute we can be together, I'll come for you." he promised. "The minute I see that opening."
"You say that now.." she sniffed. "But I'm sure you'll end up finding someone.."
"Steph, don't even think that." he frowned. "I've spent my entire life and this is not one of those everyday flings. I know what I feel like, and this isn't it. I promise you, if I find the loophole, I'll use it."
"I will too." she finally said after a pause. He smiled and kissed her softly.
"Someone'll probably be here soon, get ready." he informed her. The look she was giving him was killing her. "Hey, don't worry about it. It'll be OK in the end."
"Then why does it feel like I'm never going to see you again?" she asked, her voice quivering.
"Of course you'll see me again." he said, trying to smile. "I'll always be there to interrupt you." She couldn't help but let out a slight laugh.
"I suppose you will." she nodded.
That was when the knock came. Chris stared at the door, feeling his legs freeze up quite suddenly. The good mood that had lingered for a moment or two had vanished, and Chris knew the minute he opened that door he might never feel like he was again.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. He knew it was her. He didn't care, he pulled her into a deep, long kiss. The knock came again. "Stephanie, whatever happens..know I'll always love you."
"I love you too." she responded. He beamed at her.
"Time to start acting." He let her go, walking to the door. He was hoping it was Jeff..oh..he HOPED.
And it was. Chris had an annoyed look on his face, and Jeff instantly knew what was going to happen. He tried to back away but Chris got him by the shirt and very easily picked him off the ground. He let out a little yelp and squirmed in his grip.
"If you weren't driving I would kick your ass." he growled.
"Nice to see you too Chris." he managed to choke out. Chris threw him down, and he landed on the ground.
"Aw, didn't have a good week?" he blinked, standing up, dusting himself off.
"YOU PUT ME IN A CABIN WITH JUST HER FOR A WEEK!" he reminded Jeff loudly, pointing to her as she walked out to see what all the noise was about. Thank god she knew this was all a badly done act. "I can't believe you expected me to have a good week!"
"It was worth a shot." he shrugged meekly.
"We're ready, you better drive fast." Chris glared at Jeff, who quickly complied.
***
Jeff couldn't believe it didn't work. Actually, they looked like they hated each other even more. Neither even looked at Jeff, and Jeff didn't want to know how bad he was going to get beaten when they got to the hotel. It was a longer drive, they had to go into the next state.
If anything, Jeff knew both had grown attached to his little forest friend. He wasn't surprised that Chris liked Nibblers, but he was with Stephanie. She didn't seem to be that type. Well, it didn't matter. Jeff's idea was shot.
He glanced over at them. There was something wrong with the picture. He had expected them to be all over each other, yes, but he thought if they weren't they would be fighting. They weren't doing that either, they just didn't aknowledge each other. Had he made them hate each other so much even fighting wasn't worth it?
Matt and Lita must have been right. He suddenly felt a rush of guilt. He had gotten them all into deep shit. Matt, Lita, Shane..poor Shane, he was probably going to be fired when Stephanie got through with him, the little bitch. This was all his fault.
He suddenly noted the battle wounds. Chris was sporting quite a big bandage on his arm. Stephanie..looked like she was burned. Thank god the house didn't explode. All there was in damage was a small broken window. God knows how THAT happened.
Chris was so stubborn. He could deny it all he wanted, he knew there was something between them. Not even this made him think differently. Nothing would. That kiss at KOR had proved it in Jeff's mind. They both just didn't want to tell each other.
Jeff was right about one thing, though. When they finally got to the new hotel, he made sure to kick his ass. Because he was a friend, he said, he would let him live. He wondered, though his daze, why it seemed like they had both looked at each other in a somewhat longing glance before she left so Chris could continue to punish him.
"Come on, Rainbow, take me to Matt and Lita." he sniggered. Jeff winced. He knew what that meant.
He took him to the Hardy room, and he noticed the 'Oh shit' faces on both of them when Chris basically threw him into the room. He watched as Chris grinned at the two.
"It was his idea!" Matt quickly said. Lita nodded.
"He made us!" Great people they were.
"I know." he laughed. "That's why I kicked his ass."
"How was the week?" Matt asked, as Jeff watched Chris step over him.
"Hell. Yeesh, couldn't you stick me with someone a little better?" Chris flopped onto Jeff's bed.
"It couldn't have been that bad." Lita responded. Chris picked up his arm and showed her the wound that Jeff had noticed. Jeff had managed to get up and had gotten to rubbing his sore head.
"Ouch." she laughed. "Well, we told Jeff it was a dumb idea."
"No it wasn't." he said stubbornly.
"Do you want to get beat up bro?" Matt laughed.
Jeff refused to believe that he was wrong. Something had happened, and he knew it.