Disclaimer- Okay people do I really have to write this? I OWN NOTHING!!!!
Cept maybe mah piccys of when I met Matty at an autograph signing!
*droolz* But you ain't getting em! *starts to rock back & forth* I won't
let you, they iz mine!! *men in white suits burst in* Noooooooooooo, not
the straight jacket, not the straight jacket!!! Not again!! It smells in
there!
A/N - I apologize for the disclaimer, I'm on a sugar rush. I'm praying this chapter makes sense, but it might be a little confusing. Just so ya know, I happen to like Matt (as a person, as well as his character) so I made the fans love him, sorry. Sorry for not updating in awhile, I was really busy & frankly had a bit of writers block. Oh and when you get to the actual story, I apologize for all the *stars*, they were just to show when I was moving on to a different scene. Here's a recap of what's happened so far, for those of you who don't have a photographic memory.
RECAP-So far we know Steph loves Matt & he loves her. Steph thinks he loves Amy, but he doesn't anymore. Matt thinks Steph is with Adam, who is really just her good friend and 'go to' guy. *takes breath* Amy is being a bitch to Steph because she believes that Steph is keeping things from her (like Adam & Steph's non existent relationship). Jeff oddly enough is the only normal one in this bunch, because he hasn't jumped to conclusions and completely believed the rumors like everyone else. Edge and Stephanie McMahon have a romance angle which might complicate things further. *long pause for effect* Annnnnd to top it all off Vince had an affair with Stacy Kiebler and is being blackmailed for it and Stephanie found out and told Matt. *sweat drop* Does this sound like a soap opera or what? Did anyone understand that? Any of it? Anyone? Hello? *cricket noises*
Matt limped through the curtain; with much assistance of Senior referee Earl Hebner. He had aches and pains all over his body, but he didn't seem to care. All the bumps, falls, and hits he took out there in that ladder match that night had been worth it. The IC belt was worth. It was one step closer to the WWE Championship, and nothing would stop him from reaching his lifetime goal. Matt had barely made it two feet when Jeff and Amy came barreling up to him, nearly knocking the petite referee over.
"Matt, are you okay? Maybe you should get checked out. That was a hard fall you took out there." Jeff asked, obviously worried. Now he knew what Matt went through every night when Jeff did something risky. His heart had been in his mouth when Matt had fallen off the ladder clasping the belt in his hands, yet he wasn't moving. It had taken them awhile to get him up; and Jeff was worried that Matt had lost consciousness all together.
"I'm fine, man. I just need some ice, and maybe a massage." Matt answered thickly. A weak smile played across his lips. He was satisfied with the match. He had done what he had gone out do and the crowd loved it. His match had been second to last that night. The main event just happened to be Edge vs. Jericho. With the help of Jeff and Amy, Matt hobbled back to their locker room to clean up, all of them proud of their victories and accomplishments that night.
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"Are you ready?" Chris asked, standing next to the black curtain, seconds away from his match. Stephanie nodded uneasily. She had so many things on her mind, but she had to push all other things out of her head and worry about getting through tonight, and 'the kiss'. Within seconds the lights dimmed and Y2J's music to hit, which was their queue. First Chris entered the top of the stage, back to the audience and did his usual poses and entrance. He then moved aside so Stephanie could make her way down the ramp next to him and into the ring. The audience was giving Jericho much heat as he and Stephanie entered the ring. Shortly after, the words 'You think you know me' bellowed through the arena, and the Rob Zombie's 'Never Gonna Stop Me' soon filled the speakers. Smoke filled the top of the stage, and a figure excitedly walked through. Edge played up to the fans on his way down to the ring, and then did his normal slide, and before he could do anymore, he was unsuspectingly jumped by his opponent. The bell rang, sounding the beginning of the match.
At this point Jericho had Edge helpless in the corner, punching and chopping him as Stephanie yelled words of encouragement and tapped the mat. (A/N- I'm not going to explain the whole match, I just can't. I'll mention the highlights. I'm going to switch from the match to the Team Xtreme locker room as the match goes on. Hopefully it won't be too confusing; it's just how I wrote it. Sorry.) Edge soon turned the tables on Y2J, and whipped him into the other turnbuckle. Edge went for a spear, but Y2J moved, and Edge hit the turnbuckles instead. Jericho took advantage of this and preformed a suplex on Edge, followed by a leg lock. He refused to submit, so Y2J broke the hold and pulled Edge up by the hair. He set Edge up for the power bomb but Edge countered and went for a roll up pin. Jericho kicked out at 2, to his own surprise. Outside the ring Stephanie feigned surprise for the cameras, and continued to tap for her companion till her hands began to hurt.
At the announce table Tazz and Michael Cole are doing the commentation. "Dis is one hellava match Cole!" Tazz exclaimed as pops from the crowd could be heard.
"I'll have to agree with you there Tazz. This entire night has been explosive. Matt Hardy won the IC title in that brutal ladder match, Lita is our new women's champ, Hurricane- what's Edge going to do here?" Cole asked breathlessly. His attention was now turned to the turnbuckle, closest to the announce table. Edge was perched waiting for a fallen Y2J to get up, most likely to perform a high flying maneuver.
"I think he's gonna- oh no, look at Jericho!" Tazz exclaimed, as he watched Y2J run up to the turnbuckle and prepared to suplex Edge to the mat. Edge started with a few right hands to the stomach, weakening Jericho, and then finally knocking him off. Edge one again waited for the drowsy Jericho to get off the ground, and once he did, Edge delivered a devastating cross body. He went for the pin on a near unconscious Jericho and . . .
"Edge's got it, he's, noooo! Jericho kicked out after two!" Michael Cole said excitedly, practically jumping out of his seat.
"Geez, calm down Cole, don't piss ya self or sumthin." Tazz chuckled, as Cole's face began to turn a light shade of red. "Wha the hell is Steph doin' on tha apron? She's distractin tha ref!"
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Matt paced around the Team Xtreme locker room, occasionally glancing nervously at the TV. Both Amy and Jeff were noticing his odd behavior, but decided to give him some time alone. They sat quietly watching the match on the couch and left Matt to his thoughts.
"Hey, bro you should really keep that ice pack on your head." Jeff prodded, causally throwing some Skittles up in the air and missing his mouth completely.
"Nice job, dumbass." Amy giggled. Jeff simply glared at her.
"Huh? What, oh yeah . . . the bruise." Matt said, and pushed the ice pack on the lump that was beginning to form on his skull.
"Dude, just sit down with us. Calm down, it'll be okay. You know what's gonna happen out there doesn't mean anything." Jeff reasoned. Matt defeated, sat down on the couch with them. Amy looked on rather confused.
"Whatcha talking about? What's gonna happen? Hey look at Jericho, he' got a chair and Steph's still distracting the Nick Patrick. Oh boy Edge is in trouble . . ." Amy trailed off, watching Jericho enter the ring where a now helpless Edge struggled to get up.
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As Jericho was about to swing, Edge out of nowhere pulled of a tremendous spear that sent Jericho reeling. The ref now turned his attention back to the match at hand to notice that both men were down, and began a 10 count. "Five . . . six . . . seven . . ." The ref yelled as both men slowly rose to their feet and went at it again.
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"Ya know what, I think I'm just gonna leave and . . ." Matt began to get up, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Sit your ass back down! I'm trying to watch Jerky and Adam!" Amy growled, annoyed, silencing him and pulling him back down on the couch. "Oh look at the Princess . . ."
At this point in the match, Jericho had whipped Edge into the ropes, just as Stephanie got on the aparon and . . . BAM! Edge and Stephanie collided with a tremendous force, sending Steph flying off the apron onto the cement floor, her head hitting the barricade. "OH SHIT! STEPH BETTER BE OKAY! THAT WAS NOT IN THE SCRIPT!" Matt yelled, jumping up from the couch.
"Why aren't any refs coming to help her?" Jeff asked concern evident in his voice.
"IS SHE BLEEDING? SOMEONE NEEDS TO HELP HER! OH, ADAM IS SO DEAD!" Matt raged, as Amy looked at him completely confused.
"Matt, it was an accident. Stephy baby will be okay. I mean she really shouldn't have been on the apron anyway . . ." Amy stated with a slight edge to her voice. Matt glared at her, which took her aback. 'What's his problem? He's acting so weird . . .' Amy thought, but shrugged it off and continued to watch the match as Matt fumed and worried, while Jeff sat quietly between them.
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'Oh shit! That wasn't in the script! I hope Steph's okay, it looked like she hit her head hard. Oh my god, what if she had a concussion? Will she be able to get up to do the kiss? Is she even conscious? Crap . . . crap . . . crap . . . crap . . . she's gonna give me hell for that later. Well it wasn't really you're fault . . . Chris did knock you into her. That's not the point! She's hurt! Okay get a hold of yourself Adam, just finish the match here.' Adam thought, wincing in pain as he received a hard blow from Y2J. Chris turned him over, setting up for the walls. Edge got to the ropes as fast as he could, but the damage had been done. Pain was surging throughout his back and legs. He quickly got up and out of desperation preformed the Edge-a-cution on a woozy Jericho. Edge quickly covered him for the 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! Edge's music hit and he rolled out of the ring, as a shocked Y2J sat in the ring, as though he was about to throw a tantrum.
The Nick Patrick went to go check on Stephanie, who refused his help and slowly made her way into the ring to see if Jericho was okay. She tried to help Chris to his feet but he pushed her away with force, nearly knocking her down. The crowd began to 'boo' and show their support for Stephanie. Jericho grabbed a microphone from Lillian Garcia and addressed a very confused Stephanie.
"Look Stephy, I just don't think this is going to work out anymore. Because of you and you're stupidity I LOST MY MATCH TO THAT ASSCLOWN EDGEWARD! I'M THE KING OF THE WOLRD AND I SHOULDN'T BE LOSING MY MATCHES BECAUSE OF SOME SKANK! You're services are no longer needed, and now, you're gonna have to pay . . ." Y2J yelled, as Stephanie backed up into the turnbuckle with fear in her eyes. Y2J grabbed a fistful of her hair and dragged her to the center of the ring.
Holding a pleading Stephanie by the hair, he began to mouth off to the crowd. The audience in turn started to erupt with cheers, baffling Y2J. He turned to see Edge entering the ring with fury in his eyes. Y2J let go of Stephanie, and she took the opportunity to quickly roll out of the ring. Edge and Jericho exchanged a few quick blows until Edge hit Jericho with the Downward Spiral, right on top of the chair that Y2J had planned to use earlier on in their match. One he gained his bearings, Jericho quickly rolled out of the ring, and bolted up the ramp as Edge brandished the chair at him in the ring. Stephanie, who was still holding her head, then took it upon herself to get back into the ring and check on her savior. Picking up the mic from the ground, she turned to Edge and spoke softly.
"I don't know why you helped me, but well . . . thank you." She said sincerely, and turned to leave. Edge simply nodded. As she got to the apron, she stopped and turned around. Stephanie walked briskly to a dumbfounded Edge, cupped his face in her hands and kissed him passionately. They didn't know what to think, some erupted with cheers, some sat their, completely dumfounded.
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"I uh, I uh gotta go. I think I need another ice pack." Matt muttered and quickly moved to the door of the Team Xtreme locker room.
"But we have some extras right over . . ." SLAM! "There." Amy finished, still rather confused. She turned her attention back to the TV. Stephanie and Edge had just shared a heated kiss, and now Stephanie was departing the ring leaving a baffled Edge behind, staring aimlessly at her retreating figure.
"Well, I think Smackdown! was and overall success tonight." Jeff said, breaking the silence. Amy nodded, as she flicked off the TV, then throwing the remote down next to her.
"What the hell is up with your bro? I know he took some really hard hits and all, but he's acting really weird."
"Oh don't worry about him; he's just grumpy or something. And he's worried about Steph. I bet he went to go check on her right now . . ." Jeff sighed as he got up to stretch.
"I don't know why he would be worried about that little bitch." Amy muttered under her breath, but not low enough for Jeff to hear.
"What'd you say Ames?" Jeff inquired.
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Stephanie made her way through the hallways of the arena, clutching her head. She wasn't faking out there, her head was throbbing and she could feel a large lump beginning to form. She need to get her head checked, what if she had a concussion? Just as she reached the door to the medical examiner, she heard someone calling her name. Footsteps were thumping heavily on the tile floor behind her. She swiveled around and smiled weakly at the caller.
"Steph, Steph, are you alright? I just saw what happened, how's your head? Does it hurt? You need to be checked out right away!" Matt said breathlessly. Stephanie couldn't help but smile, although she thought she was going to pass out from the pain. 'He actually cares. Maybe that fall was worth it . . .' Stephanie thought.
"Well my head hurts like a bitch, but other than that, I'm fine. I just need to be checked out. Um, are you okay Matt?" Stephanie asked, noticing Matt's extremely nervous and odd demeanor.
"Oh, yeah. I'm great. Let's get you check-" Matt began but was cut off by a loud shouting.
"STEPHANIE? STEPH? Oh, there you are." Adam ran over to the pair of Matt and Stephanie. "Steph, I'm so incredibly sorry for knocking you off the apron. I honestly didn't mean it. It was just one of those wrong place at the wrong time kind of things, ya know?" Adam said quickly. Stephanie waved a hand, as if to dismiss his worries.
"I don't blame you it was an honest mistake. Now I really do need to get this bump checked out so . . ." Stephanie trailed off as both men stepped aside so she could enter the room. Matt had been extremely tense since he found out that Steph and Adam were supposedly together, then the 'kiss' nearly gave him a heart attack. Now Matt was standing there with the man who had the one girl he truly loved. He could feel his anger flare up as he stood with Adam, all he wanted to do was punch him square in the face. Adam goes and takes Steph away from him, and then he goes and hurts her?
"I swear Adam, if you ever hurt Steph like that again . . ." Matt mumbled angrily to the taller blond.
"I swear man, it was an accident! Wait a minute . . . was that a threat?"
"So what if it was?" Matt growled, and to his surprise Adam just grinned and then shrugged. 'Tell me he doesn't have some kind of feelings for Steph. Yeah right. He's threatening me for her; he definitely has got some kind of attraction to her. Maybe this isn't such a hopeless cause . . .' Adam thought as Matt continued to glare at him. It looked as though Matt was debating saying something, as he kept opening his mouth but no words came out the shut it again.
"Adam, are you . . . have you and-" Matt stuttered, trying his hardest to ask his burning question. At that very second the door to the medical examiner's room swung open.
"Hey guys!" Stephanie greeted, trying her best to sound cheerful and unknowingly, cutting Matt off in mid-sentence.
"What's wrong?! Is everything okay?" Matt asked frantically. Adam observed this, and a small smile played across his lips.
"Well they're not sure if I have a concussion, my elbow is really sore, but other than that, I'm fine. I guess when I fell I landed on my elbow, but luckily it isn't broken or anything like that. I'm glad cause I couldn't take anymore trauma for one day." Stephanie said, smiling weakly. Matt nodded knowingly, as the events of earlier that night flashed through his mind.
"Let's get you back to the hotel. I'll drive you, there's no way you can drive home in your condition." Adam ordered speaking for the first time since Stephanie had entered the hallway.
"Well, actually I was gonna-"
"We need to talk." Adam said firmly, and Stephanie nodded. "Let's get goin'. Cya Matt." Matt simply nodded, and Steph gave him a small wave as Adam put his arm around Stephanie's shoulders as they headed for the locker rooms. They approached Stephanie's and came to a stop at the large oak door. "Um, I need to take a quick shower so while I'm doin' that get your stuff ready okay? It won't take more than five minutes I promise." Adam promised and Stephanie nodded in agreement.
"Fine I'll meet you in your locker room then. And your right we do need to talk . . ." Stephanie trailed off uneasily as she turned the doorknob, opening the door to her dressing room. A look of concern flashed across Adam's face, she seemed distant and preoccupied.
"Okay, see ya in a few." Adam turned on his heel and walked swiftly to his locker room. He was having the hardest time getting Stephanie off his mind. 'What's wrong with her? Is she upset cause I knocked her off the apron. I already apologized for that . . . No; it's got to be something bigger. Something must've happened today. Something big . . .' He wondered as he undressed and got into the shower, letting the hot water work it's wonders on his sore back.
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'Should I tell Adam? He's one of my best friends. He's never let me down. He wouldn't tell anyone, you know he can keep a secret, he hasn't told anyone about you're love situation. Yeah, tell him. Tonight.' Stephanie thought, firmly making a decision that she would tell Adam of that days happenings. She finished gathering the last of her things and checked her watch. "Hmmmm . . . it's been at least 10 minutes. He should be done by now. I guess I'll go now." Stephanie said to herself, picking up her purse and the rest of her things and exiting her dressing room.
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Matt walked around the corridors searching for Stephanie. He had wanted to tell her that if she needed anything during the night, or anyone to comfort her about anything, that he'd be there for her. "Damn it! Where the hell is she?!" Matt was getting frustrated, as he practically slammed the door shut to Stephanie's empty locker room. "She probably has a concussion. Someone's gotta wake her up tonight, I doubt Adam's gonna wanna do it, boyfriend or no boyfriend." Matt muttered to himself angrily as he continued stalking the arena hallways.
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Stephanie knocked on Adam's door lightly. She then waited for a reply. Nothing. "Okay, maybe he didn't hear me." She knocked again, but this time much louder and with much more force. "Ow, that hurt." Stephanie gasped as she nursed her throbbing hand. "Okay that's it buddy . . ." She swung open the door, to reveal . . . "No one? Where the hell is he? He said he would meet me here . . ." Stephanie whispered to herself angrily, yet extremely confused. Seconds later Adam came out whistling, his hair soaked and wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. At first he didn't realize she was there, he just went straight to his bag which was on the couch and started to sift through it. When Stephanie gained her bearings she cleared her throat to let her presence be known.
"Holy shit! What the hell are you trying to do, give me a heart attack?" Adam asked, jumping out of surprise. Stephanie just smiled, admiring his attire.
"Are you trying to give me one?" Adam shook his head 'no', a little confused, as droplets of water trickled down his wet chest. "Okay then put some freaking clothes on darling." Stephanie laughed as Adam stuck his tongue out at her, grabbed his clothes and made a b-line for the bathroom. Stephanie had been unaware she had left the door half open, and turned when she heard the sound of retreating footsteps form the doorway.
"Oh crap . . . is some one following me? I know I heard something . . ." Stephanie mumbled as she moved to the door and popped her head outside, scanning the corridor. "Damn it, they're gone! Ohmygosh . . . what if it was the . . . the blackmailer? No, no, don't be silly Steph they don't want anything to do with you, it's you're daddy they're bugging." Stephanie shut the door carefully, but not before warily checking the hallway just one more time. She plopped down on the couch and let out a sigh of relief. "You'll get through this Steph . . . you'll get through everything."
"Okay, you ready?" Adam asked, emerging from the bathroom, his hair still damp. Stephanie nodded and pulled herself up from the couch and gathered her things. "Alrighty then. Let's blow this joint." "Well, well, I didn't know you were a crack head . . ." Stephanie said, in a serious tone, then burst into laughter.
"That was so lame." Adam growled, as Steph smirked at him playfully. "Yeah whateva Stephie now let's GO."
"Fine, fine Adam baby." She giggled as they left the locker room. Adam snuck his arm around Steph's shoulders and they briskly exited the arena, found Adam's rental and got ready for the short drive back to the hotel. Little did they know that someone, someone unwanted was lurking in the shadows, watching they're every move.
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Matt swung the door open to Team Xtreme's locker room, nearly knocking it off its hinges. He was pissed. Really pissed. He had just witnessed something heartbreaking. Something unbearable. He didn't want to see it, he didn't need to see it. Non other than Matthew Hardy, the love of Stephanie's life had seen everything, although he didn't find the situation of Adam being in his towel humorous as she did. Matt hadn't been unable to hear everything they were saying, but he had heard a fair share, and at that very moment his heart was breaking into millions of pieces. (A/N- Yeah, that paragraph was kinda confusing . . . I hope you'll understand what I'm referring to later.)
"What's your problem now bro?" Jeff asked as the elder Hardy stomped into the locker room. Matt proceeded to chuck a water bottle across the room. "Whoa . . . who pissed in you're cornflakes this morning?" Jeff laughed, as he and Amy high-fived.
Matt simply glared in their direction. "I think you have an idea. Look, Amy could ya excuse us for a minute? Get your stuff together, cause we should get goin' anyway." Matt asked, in the sweetest voice he possible could at a time like this.
"Sure hon. Take all the time you need. I'll get your stuff for you too." Amy added, motioning to the scattered clothes on the floor that could have only belonged to the Hardys. They both nodded and Matt pulled Jeff out of the locker room. Matt looked around for the nearest empty locker room so they could talk privately. When they reached one Jeff knocked softly on the door.
"Hmmmm . . . I guess no one's in here, let's go." Jeff turned the door knob and they entered. Seconds later a shrill scream could be heard coming from they locker room, and the door swung open yet again.
"Don't you know how to knock?!"
"S . . . s . . . sorry Trish . . . so sorry. Didn't know you were . . . wow."
"Second that." Jeff added as Trish struggled to hold the towel form around her and push the bothers out of the room at the same time.
"Ugh . . . men." Trish said as she slammed the door behind her. "Ah well, can't live with em, can't live without em. Who the hell made that saying up anywayz? He should get a whoopin'. . ." She mused, returning to what she was doing before she was so rudely interrupted.
The Hardys searched for a room, and finally found one, and after properly checking (this time, anyways) to make sure it wasn't occupied, entered. "Okay, now spill. What the hell is eatin' you?"
Matt let out a long sigh before he began. "Okay, you know I love Steph right? Well she's the one and only person I love. Anyway, the 'kiss' with Adam was kinda eatin me up cause it really looked like fireworks went off between them. Then the rumor's that are goin' round. I haven't been able to ask either one of em if they're really a couple but it sure as hell seems that way . . ."
"But Matt . . ."
"No wait Jeff, hear me out first. Okay where was I? Right . . . they can't seem to keep their arms off each other, and now the romance angle, so unless I'm told other wise by the two of them, in my eyes they're a couple."
"Matt, you don't know that for . . ."
"Wait Jeff, I haven't gotten to the worst part. I was lookin' for Steph not too long ago to tell her if she needed me durin' the night to um talk about um . . . stuff, or if she needed me for anything else. She might have a concussion, ya know but that's beside the point. Anyway, I went to her locker room and she wasn't there. So then I started lookin' through all the halls, hopin' to find her. Finally I noticed the door to Adam's locker room was half open, and I peeked in."
"You eavesdropped on Adam?" Jeff asked, somewhat shocked, and partly amused.
"Well yeah. You got a problem with that? Not shut up and listen. Okay so I looked and I saw her standin' there all happy and then he came out . . ."
"Yeah . . . go on! Damn it, what, spit it out man!" Jeff ordered excitedly.
"Alright already, don't piss ya self Jeffy. I don't wanna have to clean anythin' up." Matt said sarcastically. Jeff just glared. "Okay right. He came out in a freakin' towel Jeffery! A towel, that's it. Practically in his birthday suit! She was right in front of him, happy as a kid in a candy shop. Now if that don't tell you somethin' about their relationship, I dunno what does!" Matt was growing angrier and angrier by the moment, the least they could've done was tell him so he didn't have to find out that they were a couple in such an uncomfortable way. They could do that much for him.
"Well, um . . . at least you didn't walk in on them, ya know . . . sealing the deal . . . 'doing it'" Jeff muttered, as Matt gave him an icy glare. "Well, it is."
"Whatever Jeffro, let's just go."
"Hey Matt, is there anything else you want to talk about? Like where the hell where you before the show started. It doesn't take you the whole day to do your workout, so where were you?" Jeff saw the nervous look in his brother's eyes.
"I told you, at the arena's gym. Then I walked around the hallways a bit." Matt replied cautiously. 'That wasn't really a lie. I had done those things. But I had also found out that my boss Vince McMahon is getting blackmailed for having in affair, but Jeff doesn't need to know that just yet. It's not my decision to tell him, it's Steph's.'
"Okay, I believe you bro. We should head back; Amy's probably wonderin' what the hell is takin' us so long. Although I'm sure Trish will tell her about our little encounter. Damn, that was pure luck that we walked in on her wasn't it? Such a hottie . . ." Jeff mused, as he thought of nights earlier happenings. A small smile tugged at Matt's lips as he followed his bother back to their locker room.
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"Hey Steph, about that rumor issue . . ."
"Yeah, I've been thinking about that too. People have been seriously bugging me about us being a couple . . . and not to mention Amy's gone into 'bitch mode'. Hmmmm . . . so, any ideas?" Stephanie asked Adam as she propped herself up on her elbows, lying on her stomach on Jay's bed. They were in Adam and Jay's hotel room, hanging out. Jay had yet to come back yet, they figured he was out partying again. Stephanie was planning to tell Adam about her father that night. First she wanted to get this rumor situation cleared up.
Adam rolled over onto stomach, and stretched out on his bed. "Well I've been thinking about this too. I have an idea, and you might not go for it, but it's the only thing I can think of."
"Shoot" Stephanie said curiously. No one had believed them when they had said they weren't an item and that nothing was going on between them. They were running out of ideas and fast.
"Okay here it goes . . ."
A/N- Hey guyz! Sorry it took sooooooo long to update but I've had school & I've been working on 2 other fics so it's been kinda hectic. If you guyz wanna check out my other fics feel free, they're entitled 'It's Not So Easy Being a Teen' (my newest fic, which I worked extremely hard on) and 'WWE Spring Break in Cancun' (which will hopefully be updated soon!) Well, this chapter was kinda uneventful, but I'm proud of it. Hope y'all enjoy! (Bear with me, as most of it was written at 3 am.) THANKX SOOOOOOO MUCH TO ALL YOU WONDERFUL PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN REVIEWING THIS PRETTY LAME FIC! I honestly appreciate it, since I don't have much self-esteem, & your kind reviews help build up some. I dunno when Chap 11 will be up cause of school & well you know my excuses by now. I've rewritten & re-uploaded the first 7 chapters to make them look better & less confusing, (they're basically the same, just some rewording & different formatting) but they're the not best I can do, due to the fact they were done in a rush. Anywayz, enough of my mindless chatter, my flying monkeys are doing a dance around my cauldron and need to be stopped, so I'm off! *gets on broomstick*
Flying Monkeys- "Please Read & Review or she'll get you my pretties and your little dog too!" *continue to dance around cauldron*
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A/N - I apologize for the disclaimer, I'm on a sugar rush. I'm praying this chapter makes sense, but it might be a little confusing. Just so ya know, I happen to like Matt (as a person, as well as his character) so I made the fans love him, sorry. Sorry for not updating in awhile, I was really busy & frankly had a bit of writers block. Oh and when you get to the actual story, I apologize for all the *stars*, they were just to show when I was moving on to a different scene. Here's a recap of what's happened so far, for those of you who don't have a photographic memory.
RECAP-So far we know Steph loves Matt & he loves her. Steph thinks he loves Amy, but he doesn't anymore. Matt thinks Steph is with Adam, who is really just her good friend and 'go to' guy. *takes breath* Amy is being a bitch to Steph because she believes that Steph is keeping things from her (like Adam & Steph's non existent relationship). Jeff oddly enough is the only normal one in this bunch, because he hasn't jumped to conclusions and completely believed the rumors like everyone else. Edge and Stephanie McMahon have a romance angle which might complicate things further. *long pause for effect* Annnnnd to top it all off Vince had an affair with Stacy Kiebler and is being blackmailed for it and Stephanie found out and told Matt. *sweat drop* Does this sound like a soap opera or what? Did anyone understand that? Any of it? Anyone? Hello? *cricket noises*
Matt limped through the curtain; with much assistance of Senior referee Earl Hebner. He had aches and pains all over his body, but he didn't seem to care. All the bumps, falls, and hits he took out there in that ladder match that night had been worth it. The IC belt was worth. It was one step closer to the WWE Championship, and nothing would stop him from reaching his lifetime goal. Matt had barely made it two feet when Jeff and Amy came barreling up to him, nearly knocking the petite referee over.
"Matt, are you okay? Maybe you should get checked out. That was a hard fall you took out there." Jeff asked, obviously worried. Now he knew what Matt went through every night when Jeff did something risky. His heart had been in his mouth when Matt had fallen off the ladder clasping the belt in his hands, yet he wasn't moving. It had taken them awhile to get him up; and Jeff was worried that Matt had lost consciousness all together.
"I'm fine, man. I just need some ice, and maybe a massage." Matt answered thickly. A weak smile played across his lips. He was satisfied with the match. He had done what he had gone out do and the crowd loved it. His match had been second to last that night. The main event just happened to be Edge vs. Jericho. With the help of Jeff and Amy, Matt hobbled back to their locker room to clean up, all of them proud of their victories and accomplishments that night.
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"Are you ready?" Chris asked, standing next to the black curtain, seconds away from his match. Stephanie nodded uneasily. She had so many things on her mind, but she had to push all other things out of her head and worry about getting through tonight, and 'the kiss'. Within seconds the lights dimmed and Y2J's music to hit, which was their queue. First Chris entered the top of the stage, back to the audience and did his usual poses and entrance. He then moved aside so Stephanie could make her way down the ramp next to him and into the ring. The audience was giving Jericho much heat as he and Stephanie entered the ring. Shortly after, the words 'You think you know me' bellowed through the arena, and the Rob Zombie's 'Never Gonna Stop Me' soon filled the speakers. Smoke filled the top of the stage, and a figure excitedly walked through. Edge played up to the fans on his way down to the ring, and then did his normal slide, and before he could do anymore, he was unsuspectingly jumped by his opponent. The bell rang, sounding the beginning of the match.
At this point Jericho had Edge helpless in the corner, punching and chopping him as Stephanie yelled words of encouragement and tapped the mat. (A/N- I'm not going to explain the whole match, I just can't. I'll mention the highlights. I'm going to switch from the match to the Team Xtreme locker room as the match goes on. Hopefully it won't be too confusing; it's just how I wrote it. Sorry.) Edge soon turned the tables on Y2J, and whipped him into the other turnbuckle. Edge went for a spear, but Y2J moved, and Edge hit the turnbuckles instead. Jericho took advantage of this and preformed a suplex on Edge, followed by a leg lock. He refused to submit, so Y2J broke the hold and pulled Edge up by the hair. He set Edge up for the power bomb but Edge countered and went for a roll up pin. Jericho kicked out at 2, to his own surprise. Outside the ring Stephanie feigned surprise for the cameras, and continued to tap for her companion till her hands began to hurt.
At the announce table Tazz and Michael Cole are doing the commentation. "Dis is one hellava match Cole!" Tazz exclaimed as pops from the crowd could be heard.
"I'll have to agree with you there Tazz. This entire night has been explosive. Matt Hardy won the IC title in that brutal ladder match, Lita is our new women's champ, Hurricane- what's Edge going to do here?" Cole asked breathlessly. His attention was now turned to the turnbuckle, closest to the announce table. Edge was perched waiting for a fallen Y2J to get up, most likely to perform a high flying maneuver.
"I think he's gonna- oh no, look at Jericho!" Tazz exclaimed, as he watched Y2J run up to the turnbuckle and prepared to suplex Edge to the mat. Edge started with a few right hands to the stomach, weakening Jericho, and then finally knocking him off. Edge one again waited for the drowsy Jericho to get off the ground, and once he did, Edge delivered a devastating cross body. He went for the pin on a near unconscious Jericho and . . .
"Edge's got it, he's, noooo! Jericho kicked out after two!" Michael Cole said excitedly, practically jumping out of his seat.
"Geez, calm down Cole, don't piss ya self or sumthin." Tazz chuckled, as Cole's face began to turn a light shade of red. "Wha the hell is Steph doin' on tha apron? She's distractin tha ref!"
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Matt paced around the Team Xtreme locker room, occasionally glancing nervously at the TV. Both Amy and Jeff were noticing his odd behavior, but decided to give him some time alone. They sat quietly watching the match on the couch and left Matt to his thoughts.
"Hey, bro you should really keep that ice pack on your head." Jeff prodded, causally throwing some Skittles up in the air and missing his mouth completely.
"Nice job, dumbass." Amy giggled. Jeff simply glared at her.
"Huh? What, oh yeah . . . the bruise." Matt said, and pushed the ice pack on the lump that was beginning to form on his skull.
"Dude, just sit down with us. Calm down, it'll be okay. You know what's gonna happen out there doesn't mean anything." Jeff reasoned. Matt defeated, sat down on the couch with them. Amy looked on rather confused.
"Whatcha talking about? What's gonna happen? Hey look at Jericho, he' got a chair and Steph's still distracting the Nick Patrick. Oh boy Edge is in trouble . . ." Amy trailed off, watching Jericho enter the ring where a now helpless Edge struggled to get up.
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As Jericho was about to swing, Edge out of nowhere pulled of a tremendous spear that sent Jericho reeling. The ref now turned his attention back to the match at hand to notice that both men were down, and began a 10 count. "Five . . . six . . . seven . . ." The ref yelled as both men slowly rose to their feet and went at it again.
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"Ya know what, I think I'm just gonna leave and . . ." Matt began to get up, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Sit your ass back down! I'm trying to watch Jerky and Adam!" Amy growled, annoyed, silencing him and pulling him back down on the couch. "Oh look at the Princess . . ."
At this point in the match, Jericho had whipped Edge into the ropes, just as Stephanie got on the aparon and . . . BAM! Edge and Stephanie collided with a tremendous force, sending Steph flying off the apron onto the cement floor, her head hitting the barricade. "OH SHIT! STEPH BETTER BE OKAY! THAT WAS NOT IN THE SCRIPT!" Matt yelled, jumping up from the couch.
"Why aren't any refs coming to help her?" Jeff asked concern evident in his voice.
"IS SHE BLEEDING? SOMEONE NEEDS TO HELP HER! OH, ADAM IS SO DEAD!" Matt raged, as Amy looked at him completely confused.
"Matt, it was an accident. Stephy baby will be okay. I mean she really shouldn't have been on the apron anyway . . ." Amy stated with a slight edge to her voice. Matt glared at her, which took her aback. 'What's his problem? He's acting so weird . . .' Amy thought, but shrugged it off and continued to watch the match as Matt fumed and worried, while Jeff sat quietly between them.
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'Oh shit! That wasn't in the script! I hope Steph's okay, it looked like she hit her head hard. Oh my god, what if she had a concussion? Will she be able to get up to do the kiss? Is she even conscious? Crap . . . crap . . . crap . . . crap . . . she's gonna give me hell for that later. Well it wasn't really you're fault . . . Chris did knock you into her. That's not the point! She's hurt! Okay get a hold of yourself Adam, just finish the match here.' Adam thought, wincing in pain as he received a hard blow from Y2J. Chris turned him over, setting up for the walls. Edge got to the ropes as fast as he could, but the damage had been done. Pain was surging throughout his back and legs. He quickly got up and out of desperation preformed the Edge-a-cution on a woozy Jericho. Edge quickly covered him for the 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! Edge's music hit and he rolled out of the ring, as a shocked Y2J sat in the ring, as though he was about to throw a tantrum.
The Nick Patrick went to go check on Stephanie, who refused his help and slowly made her way into the ring to see if Jericho was okay. She tried to help Chris to his feet but he pushed her away with force, nearly knocking her down. The crowd began to 'boo' and show their support for Stephanie. Jericho grabbed a microphone from Lillian Garcia and addressed a very confused Stephanie.
"Look Stephy, I just don't think this is going to work out anymore. Because of you and you're stupidity I LOST MY MATCH TO THAT ASSCLOWN EDGEWARD! I'M THE KING OF THE WOLRD AND I SHOULDN'T BE LOSING MY MATCHES BECAUSE OF SOME SKANK! You're services are no longer needed, and now, you're gonna have to pay . . ." Y2J yelled, as Stephanie backed up into the turnbuckle with fear in her eyes. Y2J grabbed a fistful of her hair and dragged her to the center of the ring.
Holding a pleading Stephanie by the hair, he began to mouth off to the crowd. The audience in turn started to erupt with cheers, baffling Y2J. He turned to see Edge entering the ring with fury in his eyes. Y2J let go of Stephanie, and she took the opportunity to quickly roll out of the ring. Edge and Jericho exchanged a few quick blows until Edge hit Jericho with the Downward Spiral, right on top of the chair that Y2J had planned to use earlier on in their match. One he gained his bearings, Jericho quickly rolled out of the ring, and bolted up the ramp as Edge brandished the chair at him in the ring. Stephanie, who was still holding her head, then took it upon herself to get back into the ring and check on her savior. Picking up the mic from the ground, she turned to Edge and spoke softly.
"I don't know why you helped me, but well . . . thank you." She said sincerely, and turned to leave. Edge simply nodded. As she got to the apron, she stopped and turned around. Stephanie walked briskly to a dumbfounded Edge, cupped his face in her hands and kissed him passionately. They didn't know what to think, some erupted with cheers, some sat their, completely dumfounded.
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"I uh, I uh gotta go. I think I need another ice pack." Matt muttered and quickly moved to the door of the Team Xtreme locker room.
"But we have some extras right over . . ." SLAM! "There." Amy finished, still rather confused. She turned her attention back to the TV. Stephanie and Edge had just shared a heated kiss, and now Stephanie was departing the ring leaving a baffled Edge behind, staring aimlessly at her retreating figure.
"Well, I think Smackdown! was and overall success tonight." Jeff said, breaking the silence. Amy nodded, as she flicked off the TV, then throwing the remote down next to her.
"What the hell is up with your bro? I know he took some really hard hits and all, but he's acting really weird."
"Oh don't worry about him; he's just grumpy or something. And he's worried about Steph. I bet he went to go check on her right now . . ." Jeff sighed as he got up to stretch.
"I don't know why he would be worried about that little bitch." Amy muttered under her breath, but not low enough for Jeff to hear.
"What'd you say Ames?" Jeff inquired.
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Stephanie made her way through the hallways of the arena, clutching her head. She wasn't faking out there, her head was throbbing and she could feel a large lump beginning to form. She need to get her head checked, what if she had a concussion? Just as she reached the door to the medical examiner, she heard someone calling her name. Footsteps were thumping heavily on the tile floor behind her. She swiveled around and smiled weakly at the caller.
"Steph, Steph, are you alright? I just saw what happened, how's your head? Does it hurt? You need to be checked out right away!" Matt said breathlessly. Stephanie couldn't help but smile, although she thought she was going to pass out from the pain. 'He actually cares. Maybe that fall was worth it . . .' Stephanie thought.
"Well my head hurts like a bitch, but other than that, I'm fine. I just need to be checked out. Um, are you okay Matt?" Stephanie asked, noticing Matt's extremely nervous and odd demeanor.
"Oh, yeah. I'm great. Let's get you check-" Matt began but was cut off by a loud shouting.
"STEPHANIE? STEPH? Oh, there you are." Adam ran over to the pair of Matt and Stephanie. "Steph, I'm so incredibly sorry for knocking you off the apron. I honestly didn't mean it. It was just one of those wrong place at the wrong time kind of things, ya know?" Adam said quickly. Stephanie waved a hand, as if to dismiss his worries.
"I don't blame you it was an honest mistake. Now I really do need to get this bump checked out so . . ." Stephanie trailed off as both men stepped aside so she could enter the room. Matt had been extremely tense since he found out that Steph and Adam were supposedly together, then the 'kiss' nearly gave him a heart attack. Now Matt was standing there with the man who had the one girl he truly loved. He could feel his anger flare up as he stood with Adam, all he wanted to do was punch him square in the face. Adam goes and takes Steph away from him, and then he goes and hurts her?
"I swear Adam, if you ever hurt Steph like that again . . ." Matt mumbled angrily to the taller blond.
"I swear man, it was an accident! Wait a minute . . . was that a threat?"
"So what if it was?" Matt growled, and to his surprise Adam just grinned and then shrugged. 'Tell me he doesn't have some kind of feelings for Steph. Yeah right. He's threatening me for her; he definitely has got some kind of attraction to her. Maybe this isn't such a hopeless cause . . .' Adam thought as Matt continued to glare at him. It looked as though Matt was debating saying something, as he kept opening his mouth but no words came out the shut it again.
"Adam, are you . . . have you and-" Matt stuttered, trying his hardest to ask his burning question. At that very second the door to the medical examiner's room swung open.
"Hey guys!" Stephanie greeted, trying her best to sound cheerful and unknowingly, cutting Matt off in mid-sentence.
"What's wrong?! Is everything okay?" Matt asked frantically. Adam observed this, and a small smile played across his lips.
"Well they're not sure if I have a concussion, my elbow is really sore, but other than that, I'm fine. I guess when I fell I landed on my elbow, but luckily it isn't broken or anything like that. I'm glad cause I couldn't take anymore trauma for one day." Stephanie said, smiling weakly. Matt nodded knowingly, as the events of earlier that night flashed through his mind.
"Let's get you back to the hotel. I'll drive you, there's no way you can drive home in your condition." Adam ordered speaking for the first time since Stephanie had entered the hallway.
"Well, actually I was gonna-"
"We need to talk." Adam said firmly, and Stephanie nodded. "Let's get goin'. Cya Matt." Matt simply nodded, and Steph gave him a small wave as Adam put his arm around Stephanie's shoulders as they headed for the locker rooms. They approached Stephanie's and came to a stop at the large oak door. "Um, I need to take a quick shower so while I'm doin' that get your stuff ready okay? It won't take more than five minutes I promise." Adam promised and Stephanie nodded in agreement.
"Fine I'll meet you in your locker room then. And your right we do need to talk . . ." Stephanie trailed off uneasily as she turned the doorknob, opening the door to her dressing room. A look of concern flashed across Adam's face, she seemed distant and preoccupied.
"Okay, see ya in a few." Adam turned on his heel and walked swiftly to his locker room. He was having the hardest time getting Stephanie off his mind. 'What's wrong with her? Is she upset cause I knocked her off the apron. I already apologized for that . . . No; it's got to be something bigger. Something must've happened today. Something big . . .' He wondered as he undressed and got into the shower, letting the hot water work it's wonders on his sore back.
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'Should I tell Adam? He's one of my best friends. He's never let me down. He wouldn't tell anyone, you know he can keep a secret, he hasn't told anyone about you're love situation. Yeah, tell him. Tonight.' Stephanie thought, firmly making a decision that she would tell Adam of that days happenings. She finished gathering the last of her things and checked her watch. "Hmmmm . . . it's been at least 10 minutes. He should be done by now. I guess I'll go now." Stephanie said to herself, picking up her purse and the rest of her things and exiting her dressing room.
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Matt walked around the corridors searching for Stephanie. He had wanted to tell her that if she needed anything during the night, or anyone to comfort her about anything, that he'd be there for her. "Damn it! Where the hell is she?!" Matt was getting frustrated, as he practically slammed the door shut to Stephanie's empty locker room. "She probably has a concussion. Someone's gotta wake her up tonight, I doubt Adam's gonna wanna do it, boyfriend or no boyfriend." Matt muttered to himself angrily as he continued stalking the arena hallways.
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Stephanie knocked on Adam's door lightly. She then waited for a reply. Nothing. "Okay, maybe he didn't hear me." She knocked again, but this time much louder and with much more force. "Ow, that hurt." Stephanie gasped as she nursed her throbbing hand. "Okay that's it buddy . . ." She swung open the door, to reveal . . . "No one? Where the hell is he? He said he would meet me here . . ." Stephanie whispered to herself angrily, yet extremely confused. Seconds later Adam came out whistling, his hair soaked and wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. At first he didn't realize she was there, he just went straight to his bag which was on the couch and started to sift through it. When Stephanie gained her bearings she cleared her throat to let her presence be known.
"Holy shit! What the hell are you trying to do, give me a heart attack?" Adam asked, jumping out of surprise. Stephanie just smiled, admiring his attire.
"Are you trying to give me one?" Adam shook his head 'no', a little confused, as droplets of water trickled down his wet chest. "Okay then put some freaking clothes on darling." Stephanie laughed as Adam stuck his tongue out at her, grabbed his clothes and made a b-line for the bathroom. Stephanie had been unaware she had left the door half open, and turned when she heard the sound of retreating footsteps form the doorway.
"Oh crap . . . is some one following me? I know I heard something . . ." Stephanie mumbled as she moved to the door and popped her head outside, scanning the corridor. "Damn it, they're gone! Ohmygosh . . . what if it was the . . . the blackmailer? No, no, don't be silly Steph they don't want anything to do with you, it's you're daddy they're bugging." Stephanie shut the door carefully, but not before warily checking the hallway just one more time. She plopped down on the couch and let out a sigh of relief. "You'll get through this Steph . . . you'll get through everything."
"Okay, you ready?" Adam asked, emerging from the bathroom, his hair still damp. Stephanie nodded and pulled herself up from the couch and gathered her things. "Alrighty then. Let's blow this joint." "Well, well, I didn't know you were a crack head . . ." Stephanie said, in a serious tone, then burst into laughter.
"That was so lame." Adam growled, as Steph smirked at him playfully. "Yeah whateva Stephie now let's GO."
"Fine, fine Adam baby." She giggled as they left the locker room. Adam snuck his arm around Steph's shoulders and they briskly exited the arena, found Adam's rental and got ready for the short drive back to the hotel. Little did they know that someone, someone unwanted was lurking in the shadows, watching they're every move.
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Matt swung the door open to Team Xtreme's locker room, nearly knocking it off its hinges. He was pissed. Really pissed. He had just witnessed something heartbreaking. Something unbearable. He didn't want to see it, he didn't need to see it. Non other than Matthew Hardy, the love of Stephanie's life had seen everything, although he didn't find the situation of Adam being in his towel humorous as she did. Matt hadn't been unable to hear everything they were saying, but he had heard a fair share, and at that very moment his heart was breaking into millions of pieces. (A/N- Yeah, that paragraph was kinda confusing . . . I hope you'll understand what I'm referring to later.)
"What's your problem now bro?" Jeff asked as the elder Hardy stomped into the locker room. Matt proceeded to chuck a water bottle across the room. "Whoa . . . who pissed in you're cornflakes this morning?" Jeff laughed, as he and Amy high-fived.
Matt simply glared in their direction. "I think you have an idea. Look, Amy could ya excuse us for a minute? Get your stuff together, cause we should get goin' anyway." Matt asked, in the sweetest voice he possible could at a time like this.
"Sure hon. Take all the time you need. I'll get your stuff for you too." Amy added, motioning to the scattered clothes on the floor that could have only belonged to the Hardys. They both nodded and Matt pulled Jeff out of the locker room. Matt looked around for the nearest empty locker room so they could talk privately. When they reached one Jeff knocked softly on the door.
"Hmmmm . . . I guess no one's in here, let's go." Jeff turned the door knob and they entered. Seconds later a shrill scream could be heard coming from they locker room, and the door swung open yet again.
"Don't you know how to knock?!"
"S . . . s . . . sorry Trish . . . so sorry. Didn't know you were . . . wow."
"Second that." Jeff added as Trish struggled to hold the towel form around her and push the bothers out of the room at the same time.
"Ugh . . . men." Trish said as she slammed the door behind her. "Ah well, can't live with em, can't live without em. Who the hell made that saying up anywayz? He should get a whoopin'. . ." She mused, returning to what she was doing before she was so rudely interrupted.
The Hardys searched for a room, and finally found one, and after properly checking (this time, anyways) to make sure it wasn't occupied, entered. "Okay, now spill. What the hell is eatin' you?"
Matt let out a long sigh before he began. "Okay, you know I love Steph right? Well she's the one and only person I love. Anyway, the 'kiss' with Adam was kinda eatin me up cause it really looked like fireworks went off between them. Then the rumor's that are goin' round. I haven't been able to ask either one of em if they're really a couple but it sure as hell seems that way . . ."
"But Matt . . ."
"No wait Jeff, hear me out first. Okay where was I? Right . . . they can't seem to keep their arms off each other, and now the romance angle, so unless I'm told other wise by the two of them, in my eyes they're a couple."
"Matt, you don't know that for . . ."
"Wait Jeff, I haven't gotten to the worst part. I was lookin' for Steph not too long ago to tell her if she needed me durin' the night to um talk about um . . . stuff, or if she needed me for anything else. She might have a concussion, ya know but that's beside the point. Anyway, I went to her locker room and she wasn't there. So then I started lookin' through all the halls, hopin' to find her. Finally I noticed the door to Adam's locker room was half open, and I peeked in."
"You eavesdropped on Adam?" Jeff asked, somewhat shocked, and partly amused.
"Well yeah. You got a problem with that? Not shut up and listen. Okay so I looked and I saw her standin' there all happy and then he came out . . ."
"Yeah . . . go on! Damn it, what, spit it out man!" Jeff ordered excitedly.
"Alright already, don't piss ya self Jeffy. I don't wanna have to clean anythin' up." Matt said sarcastically. Jeff just glared. "Okay right. He came out in a freakin' towel Jeffery! A towel, that's it. Practically in his birthday suit! She was right in front of him, happy as a kid in a candy shop. Now if that don't tell you somethin' about their relationship, I dunno what does!" Matt was growing angrier and angrier by the moment, the least they could've done was tell him so he didn't have to find out that they were a couple in such an uncomfortable way. They could do that much for him.
"Well, um . . . at least you didn't walk in on them, ya know . . . sealing the deal . . . 'doing it'" Jeff muttered, as Matt gave him an icy glare. "Well, it is."
"Whatever Jeffro, let's just go."
"Hey Matt, is there anything else you want to talk about? Like where the hell where you before the show started. It doesn't take you the whole day to do your workout, so where were you?" Jeff saw the nervous look in his brother's eyes.
"I told you, at the arena's gym. Then I walked around the hallways a bit." Matt replied cautiously. 'That wasn't really a lie. I had done those things. But I had also found out that my boss Vince McMahon is getting blackmailed for having in affair, but Jeff doesn't need to know that just yet. It's not my decision to tell him, it's Steph's.'
"Okay, I believe you bro. We should head back; Amy's probably wonderin' what the hell is takin' us so long. Although I'm sure Trish will tell her about our little encounter. Damn, that was pure luck that we walked in on her wasn't it? Such a hottie . . ." Jeff mused, as he thought of nights earlier happenings. A small smile tugged at Matt's lips as he followed his bother back to their locker room.
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"Hey Steph, about that rumor issue . . ."
"Yeah, I've been thinking about that too. People have been seriously bugging me about us being a couple . . . and not to mention Amy's gone into 'bitch mode'. Hmmmm . . . so, any ideas?" Stephanie asked Adam as she propped herself up on her elbows, lying on her stomach on Jay's bed. They were in Adam and Jay's hotel room, hanging out. Jay had yet to come back yet, they figured he was out partying again. Stephanie was planning to tell Adam about her father that night. First she wanted to get this rumor situation cleared up.
Adam rolled over onto stomach, and stretched out on his bed. "Well I've been thinking about this too. I have an idea, and you might not go for it, but it's the only thing I can think of."
"Shoot" Stephanie said curiously. No one had believed them when they had said they weren't an item and that nothing was going on between them. They were running out of ideas and fast.
"Okay here it goes . . ."
A/N- Hey guyz! Sorry it took sooooooo long to update but I've had school & I've been working on 2 other fics so it's been kinda hectic. If you guyz wanna check out my other fics feel free, they're entitled 'It's Not So Easy Being a Teen' (my newest fic, which I worked extremely hard on) and 'WWE Spring Break in Cancun' (which will hopefully be updated soon!) Well, this chapter was kinda uneventful, but I'm proud of it. Hope y'all enjoy! (Bear with me, as most of it was written at 3 am.) THANKX SOOOOOOO MUCH TO ALL YOU WONDERFUL PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN REVIEWING THIS PRETTY LAME FIC! I honestly appreciate it, since I don't have much self-esteem, & your kind reviews help build up some. I dunno when Chap 11 will be up cause of school & well you know my excuses by now. I've rewritten & re-uploaded the first 7 chapters to make them look better & less confusing, (they're basically the same, just some rewording & different formatting) but they're the not best I can do, due to the fact they were done in a rush. Anywayz, enough of my mindless chatter, my flying monkeys are doing a dance around my cauldron and need to be stopped, so I'm off! *gets on broomstick*
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