"Damn Jeff, don't scare me like
that! You could've broken your back or worse! You had the crap scared out of
me. I swear if you climb one ladder one more time I'll…."
"Matt, I'm okay. Chill man…ahh."
Jeff winced as a jolt of pain struck his lower back. "God it hurts."
"Jeff you're not okay. What the hell
is the matter with you! You could've been….been…paralyzed! Jeff, I thought…"
"Matty how many….times do I….have
to…ahhhh." Jeff squeezed his eyes shut and tried to lay down but couldn't.
"Where's
those damn doctors at anyway, huh?" Jeff narrowed his eyes to his older brother
painfully and saw him heartbroken. He was worried. Hell he was terrified! But
this one was different. It was almost like Matt was on the verge of tears. But
still was angry at the stunt his brother did that night. It made Matt's heart
skip a beat when he saw that Jeff couldn't move. He wanted to go out there and
help him, but he was so in shock that it froze him in his seat.
"Matt you okay?" Jeff knew he
wasn't, but just had to ask something. Matt was staring a hole in him.
"I'm just looking at you. I want to
call you a jackass but I can't. I just want you to just quit it okay? Man,
please. You scared me. Don't you ever pull a stunt like that again? Ever!" Matt
felt tears roll out of his eyes. His fists clenched onto his sides. "You do
your little risky moves, but the results can be fatal. What if you did'nt just
suffer bruised ribs? You are so lucky!"
Jeff did'nt say a thing, but lowered
his eyes. "I know but…"
"Me and dad told you a million times
to tone it down. I mean you can still do it, but doing a Senton bomb off a 25
foot ladder into a table? That's just suicide man!"
"I know…" mumbled Jeff.
"You don't know!" snapped Matt
roughly. "God! You are so naïve! I knew this day would come. The day that you
would see what happens when you're way off from Xtreme. I hope you learned your
lesson." Matt wiped some of his tears and shook his head. Jeff looked up, but
decided not to say a thing.
He was right! Jeff was way too
Xtreme that night. He could've been paralyzed or worse!
Jeff winced again as his back
throbbed harder.
He's right.
It was all he could think.
"Matt…" he began, but his brother
cut him off.
"It's not worth it! Now next time
when you climb a ladder, you better think twice! I should not have to suffer
from this again. Especially dad." Matt gave his bother one last look and left.
Jeff felt his heart sank to the bottom of his stomach. He hated when Matt was
angry with him, but this was far from anger. It was emotional. Matt was never
this sad and disappointed in his life. Jeff
slowly laid down, without hurting himself. His back was stiff. As he
awaited the doctors, he continued to think. Then dad came into his mind.
"Hey mom. No, I'm fine. I hit my
head harder than I thought. But that was like an hour ago." Amy was in the
hotel lobby, talking on her cell to her mom. "Oh, well, Jeff is doing okay. I
guess." She paused to listen and took a deep breath. "Yeah. I was so scared. I
never been that scared in my life. I just want to hug him right now. Man, he's
such a idiot, in a good way that is."
She heard footsteps behind her. "I
better go. I'll tell Jeff hi for you. Love you too. Bye." Amy clicked off and turned
around. It was Matt, carrying his luggage and had an emotional expression, that
caught her attention.
"Jeff, isn't it." she said lowly. He
looked up at her nodded.
"Matt, if you want to be alone,
that's fine with me. I'll understand. I know how much this hurts you. Are you
okay?"
"Yea, I am. Just mad too ya know."
Amy stood across from him and
sighed. "So, I should, um..go stay in Molly's room right?"
"You don't have too." Said Matt
scanning around that lobby. "I really do need some company. Especially you."
Amy smiled slightly. "You sure?"
"Yeah. I need to get my mind off of things too. I
just hope Jeff comes to his senses."
"Me too." Agreed Amy.
"We better get to our room." Matt gradually took her
hand and they made their way to their room.
"Jeff, you are going to be fine." Assured Shane
Helms. He pulled Jeff's arm around his shoulder and carefully lead him to the
hotel entrance. "What did the docs say about your back."
"Said, I was lucky and I do have serious bruised
ribs and a fractured back. I might need crutches." Said Jeff.
"You do NEED crutches. You can't even walk without
someone holding you."
"I hope this isn't permanent though."
"You better hope." Just then a very familiar brunet
rushed past them, without even noticing Jeff. She dropped her suitcase and
leaned down to pick it up and noticed Shane and Jeff. Her eyes went wide.
"Shane? Jeff Hardy?" She stood up and smirked. "What am I seeing. An alliance
member and a WWf superstar? Helping each other? Touching." Jeff grimaced at her
remark. "Go whine to someone else."
"How about if I just whine to you, cripple." Snapped
Stephanie.
"Stephanie. I'm just helping him. Give him a break
here. He fell through a table for gods sake." Said Shane. Stephanie shook her
head. "Well, it was his choice to destroy himself." She looked down at her
watch. "I better get going. See ya boys." She whirled around and headed in the
hotel, with the two following along.
"What a bicth. I'm still trying to get reasons, why
Hunter married her. Ugh!" spatted out Jeff. Shane snickered. "I know what ya
mean man."
Amy pushed up her reading glasses and continued you
reading her novel. She sat cross legged on the bed next to Matt who was staring
up at the ceiling anonymously. He was in a deep trance.
Damn it Jeff! I wish you could
see what your doing to your body right now. I never called dad, but he's
probably worried. I just know it.
A
flash back of Jeff falling through that table went through Matt's head. The
pieces of the wood scattered around the floor. Jeff barley moved. The Emt's
arrived, with the stretcher. The thought of it was so horrible. Frightful.
"Jeff.
Don't. Why'd you do it." He said suddenly out loud. Amy looked down at Matt and
saw that Matt was tossing and turning and holding his head. She set the book
down immediately and pushed over a lock of dark curly hair from his face.
"Jeff." He uttered. Amy placed a hand on his chest
and the other on his shoulder. "Ssssshhhhh, Matt. It's okay." She whispered.
She rested her head against him and laid there for awhile trying to relax him.
He finally stopped and his eyes flew open. His chest was pounding and his body
was filled with perspiration.
He felt someone laying on him and let his hand go
through Amy's soft red hair. He sighed. "Aim's you up?"
"Hmmmm….yeah." she said tiredly.
Matt rested his other hand on her waist. "I think I
had a nightmare."
"Me too." She mumbled, apparently falling asleep.
"You okay? Did I scare you?" She shuffled around a
bit and got comfortable onto his body and said, "No….not at all…." She slowly
fell asleep. Matt rubbed her back a bit and said, "I love you." Quietly. He
looked over at the clock on the desk. It was 11 at the night.
"I need some sleep." He said to himself. He slowly
stopped massaging Amy's back and carefully pulled away from Amy. He gently let
her rest on the bed and placed a light kiss to her lips and tip-toed to the
bathroom to change.
Jeff had a lot of trouble sleeping. Especially
nightmares of him falling through that table. And also dreams of ending up in a
wheelchair or something. What a scare. He was 23 years old, bout to turn 24! He
couldn't end his career at an early age like this! Jeff would never give up
this incident for his fans. It wasn't him.
Jeff
hardly slept that night. He awoke and felt his back ach bad. "Ahhh, I need some
pain killers." He rolled off the bed and tried his best to stand up. Slightly
he could, but had to be hunched over a bit. He slowly and sorely walked over to
the bathroom, until the hotel phone began to rang. He groaned annoyingly.
Darnnet! He thought. He limped over to the phone and
answered it.
"What!?" he said annoyed.
"Jeff, that is totally not how you talk to a friend
on the phone." Scolded the girl.
"Man, who is this?"
"Hello! Its me Trish." Jeff sighed. "Well at least
it's you. What do you want?"
"I saw what happen tonight." It was quick silence
and Trish, spoke up. "Jeff?"
"What?"
"You alright?" Her voice became serious and
concerned. "I'm doing shitty right now."
"Jeff I'm serious. That fall you took. And the way
you couldn't move…god...you scared the hell out of me."
"Yeah I scared the hell out of a lot of people." He
said scartastically. "Especially Matt. My father. And Amy. I just spoke to my
dad too. Now I'm starting to regret what I did tonight, Trish. I mean that
could've ended my career, but those risks I take…I can't help it you know? It's
me. It's who I am. I mean the crowd just gets me rallied up."
"I know." Said Trish. "But, I really don't want
nothing to happen to you okay? Please be careful." Jeff half heartedly smiled.
"Thanks for your concern Trish."
"What are friends for." She said.
"Friends? Oh yeah, friends."
"So…um…I'll see you soon." She began.
"Trish you'll see me. Thanks again for caring."
"Jeffy, I'll always care. Like you cared for me."
"I did? Oh I mean I did, hehhe."
"Jeff, rest okay. I love you." Jeff was almost
startled by the words that Trish just said. "W-what?"
"I love you." She repeated.
"Me too, I guess."
"No, silly. As a friend." She giggled on the other
line. Jeff sighed in relief. "Oh, sorry. Forgot. Love ya too."
"Bye."
"Bye."
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