Title: She's A McMahon, Damn It! -Chapter 8
Author: Carly.
Characters: Jeff Hardy and Taylor Edwards.
Taylor had been staying in a hotel for the past two nights. She had had loads of calls from Amy, Matt and her friends, but had ignored them all. She didn't want to talk to anybody except Jeff. But he still hadn't called. All she had done over the past two days was cry, she was that upset. She did actually want to talk to Amy, as she knew she could trust her but at the same time, she just wanted to hear Jeff's voice again. Sighing, she grabbed her bags and proceeded to leave. It was nearing five in the afternoon and her apartment was only a forty-five minute drive. Taylor walked to the lobby and checked out of the hotel. She had a few looks on her way because of her blue streaks and bright clothes. But she didn't care anymore. The guy that she had fallen so hard for wasn't with her any longer. And that's all that mattered to her. She drove for quarter of an hour then stopped at a café for something to eat.
"Can I help you, miss?" the waitress asked.
"Umm, I'll just have a coffee and a cheeseburger please," she replied, glumly. She hadn't eaten for days, or slept for that matter and it was beginning to show. She had bags under her eyes and she was as white as a ghost but makeup had made her look a little less ill. The waitress brought her food and smiled politely at her. Taylor forced back a smile and drunk some of her coffee and took a huge bite from her burger, savouring the taste. After devouring it all, she paid the check and left, resuming her drive home. And it didn't take long for the tears to fall once again. It didn't help that she saw someone on the side of the road who looked seemingly similar to Jeff. `But surely it can't be him,' she wondered. Pulling into her street, she parked the car and retrieved her bags. Before entering the house, she quickly put some powder on to avoid the fact that she'd been crying. She walked inside and her friends greeted her. Amanda pulled her into a hug, which came as a surprise
to Taylor as they had never hugged before.
"Professor Thomas is coming along later to give us some `extra tuition'. Listen, we know you've been down lately so we're all going shopping tomorrow. Want to come?" Amanda asked hopefully, a huge smile on her face.
"Yeah ok, sounds good. I've just had a lot on my mind," she assured then went to her room. Placing her headphones on, she pulled out a picture of her and Jeff kissing. She sighed and closed her eyes. It was half past six and that meant another five hours before going to bed. It seemed like eternity. Normally, she'd be talking to Jeff, Amy or Matt but she'd been cancelling any calls on her cell lately. She didn't hear the knock on the door or see anybody enter her room. She jumped when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Whipping her eyes open, she saw Hannah and Paula in the door way along with new boyfriends they had found for the day. "What the hell are you doing in here? Get out!" she growled at them.
"We just wanted you to meet our boyfriends. Maybe you should get one but you're to obsessed with Jeff Hardy even though you have no luck with him," Hannah replied, scoffing at her.
"Get out before I make you. I'm already pissed off enough so don't mess with me!" Taylor warned, shoving them out of the door. She balled her fists, angrily. She flopped down on the bed and listened as her friends started getting excited. `I take it Dave is here,' she thought, sighing yet again. Feeling thirsty, she went to get some water in the kitchen. Paula glared at her when she entered from her bedroom. Hearing her phone beep, she picked up her cell and began reading the message. She quickly guessed it was from Amy. Scrolling down the screen, she read, `Hey Taylor. Is it true that you're a McMahon? Jeff is missing you, please call him. Love Amy xxx.' Dave kept looking at her, carefully watching her. Their eyes met and it was then Taylor finally realised who he was. Gulping her water in shock, she looked at him as he gently nodded. All the memories rushed back to her and she ran to the bathroom, physically sick at the recollections. Amanda rushed to check on her and
found her crying, huddled over the toilet.
"Taylor, you have to put it past you," Dave soothed, entering the bathroom.
"I can't. They didn't believe me after it happened and it tore us apart," she cried. Splashing some water on her face, she looked at him through the mirror. "I can't deal with all that again."
~The Next Day~
Taylor was shopping with some friends and admittedly, it had helped her forgot what had been taken place recently. She had bought some new clothes and her friends were trying their best to cheer her up. They walked into Hot Topic, looking through the rails when she spotted who she thought was Amy. Shaking her head, she carried on with her friends. They all tried some type of clothing on and ended up buying a few items before exiting the shop. They all walked through the mall when they saw a huge queue. Confused, they walked over to see what was going on. It was then that Taylor saw Stephanie. Their eyes locked as she stopped dead in her tracks. Steph nudged Paul and whispered something in his ear. She was just about to stand up when she watched as Taylor hurriedly walked off, leaving her friends in dismay.
Later that evening, they were all watching TV. Taylor was on the end of the sofa, her arm resting on the side, holding her head up. They had all questioned her about the earlier events but she didn't say anything. Besides, what would be her explanation be? That she ran because she didn't want to have to face her sister after nearly four years? There was a slight tension in the room as Taylor had been snapping at everyone. The only noise in the room was coming from the TV. There was a knock at the door and Amanda went to answer it. Taylor heard her gasp and a few muttered words before Amanda called her, still in shock. Standing up, she walked around the couch and made her way to the door as Jeff entered further. For a moment, they both stood still until she leaned forward and hugged him tightly.
"Can we talk? I want to apologise for everything," he asked, hopefully, both of them ignoring the stares from her friends. Taylor nodded and they turned around to go to her bedroom but they found everyone's eyes on them. Paula looked completely bewildered. They entered her room and sat on the bed. He took her hands in his and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "I am so sorry for ending things and not giving you a chance to explain. I was confused and upset that you couldn't confide in me but I need you Taylor. I don't care who you are. All I know is that I love you and I hope you can forgive me?" he confessed. Taylor placed a finger to his lips and passionately kissed him. Jeff gently laid her back on the bed. They rapidly pulled apart when someone burst through the door. Taylor rested back on her hands and let her hair fall forward to disguise the fact that she was biting her lip to stop from laughing as Jeff sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the floor. Carla exited the
room after seeing what she had distracted. He looked at his girlfriend and laughed.
"Don't worry, they're going out in half an hour so you make it up to me then," she joked, leaning their foreheads together. He quickly kissed her then laid down on the full length of the bed. Taylor rested her head against his chest and slowly drifted off for a quick nap. She could finally sleep now that she was in his arms again. But she awoke again when she heard the door slam; meaning her friends had already left. Smiling seductively at Jeff, he flipped her over and began kissing down her neck, making her putty in his hands. They shed each other of their clothing and continued kissing. Several hours later, she lay on her stomach with her hands under the pillow. He softly brushed her hair behind her ear and pulled her close to him, glad to have her back in his life.
"Babe, would you like to see them again?" he inquired, careful not to upset her about the subject of family.
"Yeah, in all honestly I would but I need to know they can accept me," she replied, kissing his chest gently.
Author: Carly.
Characters: Jeff Hardy and Taylor Edwards.
Taylor had been staying in a hotel for the past two nights. She had had loads of calls from Amy, Matt and her friends, but had ignored them all. She didn't want to talk to anybody except Jeff. But he still hadn't called. All she had done over the past two days was cry, she was that upset. She did actually want to talk to Amy, as she knew she could trust her but at the same time, she just wanted to hear Jeff's voice again. Sighing, she grabbed her bags and proceeded to leave. It was nearing five in the afternoon and her apartment was only a forty-five minute drive. Taylor walked to the lobby and checked out of the hotel. She had a few looks on her way because of her blue streaks and bright clothes. But she didn't care anymore. The guy that she had fallen so hard for wasn't with her any longer. And that's all that mattered to her. She drove for quarter of an hour then stopped at a café for something to eat.
"Can I help you, miss?" the waitress asked.
"Umm, I'll just have a coffee and a cheeseburger please," she replied, glumly. She hadn't eaten for days, or slept for that matter and it was beginning to show. She had bags under her eyes and she was as white as a ghost but makeup had made her look a little less ill. The waitress brought her food and smiled politely at her. Taylor forced back a smile and drunk some of her coffee and took a huge bite from her burger, savouring the taste. After devouring it all, she paid the check and left, resuming her drive home. And it didn't take long for the tears to fall once again. It didn't help that she saw someone on the side of the road who looked seemingly similar to Jeff. `But surely it can't be him,' she wondered. Pulling into her street, she parked the car and retrieved her bags. Before entering the house, she quickly put some powder on to avoid the fact that she'd been crying. She walked inside and her friends greeted her. Amanda pulled her into a hug, which came as a surprise
to Taylor as they had never hugged before.
"Professor Thomas is coming along later to give us some `extra tuition'. Listen, we know you've been down lately so we're all going shopping tomorrow. Want to come?" Amanda asked hopefully, a huge smile on her face.
"Yeah ok, sounds good. I've just had a lot on my mind," she assured then went to her room. Placing her headphones on, she pulled out a picture of her and Jeff kissing. She sighed and closed her eyes. It was half past six and that meant another five hours before going to bed. It seemed like eternity. Normally, she'd be talking to Jeff, Amy or Matt but she'd been cancelling any calls on her cell lately. She didn't hear the knock on the door or see anybody enter her room. She jumped when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Whipping her eyes open, she saw Hannah and Paula in the door way along with new boyfriends they had found for the day. "What the hell are you doing in here? Get out!" she growled at them.
"We just wanted you to meet our boyfriends. Maybe you should get one but you're to obsessed with Jeff Hardy even though you have no luck with him," Hannah replied, scoffing at her.
"Get out before I make you. I'm already pissed off enough so don't mess with me!" Taylor warned, shoving them out of the door. She balled her fists, angrily. She flopped down on the bed and listened as her friends started getting excited. `I take it Dave is here,' she thought, sighing yet again. Feeling thirsty, she went to get some water in the kitchen. Paula glared at her when she entered from her bedroom. Hearing her phone beep, she picked up her cell and began reading the message. She quickly guessed it was from Amy. Scrolling down the screen, she read, `Hey Taylor. Is it true that you're a McMahon? Jeff is missing you, please call him. Love Amy xxx.' Dave kept looking at her, carefully watching her. Their eyes met and it was then Taylor finally realised who he was. Gulping her water in shock, she looked at him as he gently nodded. All the memories rushed back to her and she ran to the bathroom, physically sick at the recollections. Amanda rushed to check on her and
found her crying, huddled over the toilet.
"Taylor, you have to put it past you," Dave soothed, entering the bathroom.
"I can't. They didn't believe me after it happened and it tore us apart," she cried. Splashing some water on her face, she looked at him through the mirror. "I can't deal with all that again."
~The Next Day~
Taylor was shopping with some friends and admittedly, it had helped her forgot what had been taken place recently. She had bought some new clothes and her friends were trying their best to cheer her up. They walked into Hot Topic, looking through the rails when she spotted who she thought was Amy. Shaking her head, she carried on with her friends. They all tried some type of clothing on and ended up buying a few items before exiting the shop. They all walked through the mall when they saw a huge queue. Confused, they walked over to see what was going on. It was then that Taylor saw Stephanie. Their eyes locked as she stopped dead in her tracks. Steph nudged Paul and whispered something in his ear. She was just about to stand up when she watched as Taylor hurriedly walked off, leaving her friends in dismay.
Later that evening, they were all watching TV. Taylor was on the end of the sofa, her arm resting on the side, holding her head up. They had all questioned her about the earlier events but she didn't say anything. Besides, what would be her explanation be? That she ran because she didn't want to have to face her sister after nearly four years? There was a slight tension in the room as Taylor had been snapping at everyone. The only noise in the room was coming from the TV. There was a knock at the door and Amanda went to answer it. Taylor heard her gasp and a few muttered words before Amanda called her, still in shock. Standing up, she walked around the couch and made her way to the door as Jeff entered further. For a moment, they both stood still until she leaned forward and hugged him tightly.
"Can we talk? I want to apologise for everything," he asked, hopefully, both of them ignoring the stares from her friends. Taylor nodded and they turned around to go to her bedroom but they found everyone's eyes on them. Paula looked completely bewildered. They entered her room and sat on the bed. He took her hands in his and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "I am so sorry for ending things and not giving you a chance to explain. I was confused and upset that you couldn't confide in me but I need you Taylor. I don't care who you are. All I know is that I love you and I hope you can forgive me?" he confessed. Taylor placed a finger to his lips and passionately kissed him. Jeff gently laid her back on the bed. They rapidly pulled apart when someone burst through the door. Taylor rested back on her hands and let her hair fall forward to disguise the fact that she was biting her lip to stop from laughing as Jeff sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the floor. Carla exited the
room after seeing what she had distracted. He looked at his girlfriend and laughed.
"Don't worry, they're going out in half an hour so you make it up to me then," she joked, leaning their foreheads together. He quickly kissed her then laid down on the full length of the bed. Taylor rested her head against his chest and slowly drifted off for a quick nap. She could finally sleep now that she was in his arms again. But she awoke again when she heard the door slam; meaning her friends had already left. Smiling seductively at Jeff, he flipped her over and began kissing down her neck, making her putty in his hands. They shed each other of their clothing and continued kissing. Several hours later, she lay on her stomach with her hands under the pillow. He softly brushed her hair behind her ear and pulled her close to him, glad to have her back in his life.
"Babe, would you like to see them again?" he inquired, careful not to upset her about the subject of family.
"Yeah, in all honestly I would but I need to know they can accept me," she replied, kissing his chest gently.