The Chemicals between Us
Part 2
Notes: the italics mean the past…
Tricky stood at the hotel door waiting for her Daddy. The look on her face wasn't at all pleasant. She wanted to cry, but she remembered one of her Uncles saying that crying doesn't solve anything. She wished now to just forget what he said and just cry.
Her father didn't look all too happy either. He hated the way Amy didn't want to spend anymore time with their child. He just wanted to take all the pain from his baby girl's heart and soul. "Daddy?" Tricky whispered, but Jeff heard her fine. She looked up at him, her eyes tearing up before him.
"Yeah, honey?" Jeff put down Tricky's bag and fished out his card key. Tricky pulled slightly on her father's pant leg. He stopped and looked down.
"Does Mommy still love me?" she whispered. The words she spoke hurt her, but she wanted to know. Even if her Daddy had to lie.
"Of course she does. Mommy just needs time to herself." Tricky let go of his pant leg and held out her arms.
"Pick me up Daddy," And he did. Tricky wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder. She sniffled one last time before closing her eyes. Sleep was calling out to her. Jeff used his free hand and opened the door on the click. He kicked and held his foot to keep the door from closing. He picked up the bag and walked in.
Matt glanced over and saw that Tricky was still with Jeff. He sat up and turned off the TV. "She wasn't there," it wasn't a question, but more of a statement.
Jeff dropped the bag and went over to the second bed. He laid Tricky down and kissed her forehead. "Trish caught me before I went through the elevator."
"We need to put a tracking device on her at all times," Matt tried to humor Jeff, though it didn't seem to work.
"I'm so tired of her bullshit, Matt. She never wants to take some responsibly anymore," Jeff wanted to punch the wall but he knew it wouldn't help. Maybe Kurt would let him hit him around…
Nah.
Jeff paced around the room muttering swear words at Amy. "Cursing her to oblivion isn't going to help none Jeff,"
"It helps me some. Sometimes she just provokes me... I know she does it to get something outta me,"
"That's just her, you know that," Matt looked over to Tricky, she snored lightly. Jeff angrily collapsed on the chair by the television. He had a nerve to just pull out his hair.
"She never was like that with you," he sneered.
"When did I get into this?" Matt tried so hard not to yell, but he was finding it difficult.
"You were always there," Jeff shot a glare at him. It wasn't Matt's fault, but he was too angry he didn't care who got blamed. Even for that matter, who got hurt.
Matt furrowed. He knew if he continued anything they'd end up fighting; which he did not want. "Just stop. OK? Let's go to sleep and in the morning you can take Tricks to Amy,"
Jeff sighed. "I don't feel like sleeping." He got up from the chair and headed to the door. Jeff stopped and turned his head. "If Triixy wakes up… just tell her something."
Matt nodded. "Sure,"
Jeff took his card key and left the room. He didn't know where to go, but he needed to let out some steam. He walked down the hallway; everything around him was silent. Jeff ran his fingers through his faded purple hair.
He thought about his past life with Amy, and Triixy. There was a time when Amy couldn't get enough of her child. He would always find Amy watching her sleeping or play. He missed the way Amy watched Triixy imitate her Uncles and Aunts' wrestling moves. He couldn't figure out what was eating Amy that she had to avoid their little Tricks.
"Maybe because she reminds her of me too much," he had thought. Amy and him were romantically involved once upon a time, but the love went away in Amy's department. Jeff's love just shifted to Triixy. He devoted all his attention into raising his daughter.
Sometimes, he wished that he never kissed her. Not that he regrets doing it, but it had confused Amy a whole lot. She had avoided him like the plague. She spent all her time with Trish or Stephanie then. She even had avoided Matt up until she just broke down a couple months later.
Amy couldn't take the silence between her and the boys. She just had to let go of her fears. She cried in Trish's arms backstage. Matt and Jeff were out in the ring without her doing their match. Trish cooed words to try to calm her down but that made Amy cry more.
"Why don't you talk to them, Aimes? They always keep asking me how you are,"
"I can't," she whispered.
"Just because Jeff kissed you? That's nothing to worry about. I'm sure he didn't mean to do it."
"He did mean it, Trish. He just made my world different to what I'm used to."
"So? It's nothing to cry about," Amy stopped her sobs and wiped her tears away. She pulled away from Trish and looked at her friend. She was right. She had been acting like a child for nothing… Nevertheless, one thing had risen in her since Jeff kissed her.
"Can I tell you a secret?" Amy asked. She knew Trish would keep it… but she had to ask. For her own sake.
"Of course, Aimes. Anything." She smiled.
"I think I'm in love with Jeff," she whispered.
Yeah… I'm ending that here. So, like more reviews.. another chapter comes up. J