A/N: Second chapter to the Series!! Mystery couple also revealed in the end
of chapter. Song is All the Things She Said by t.A.T.u and I don't own them
or the people in here, except Amy, my own character!! Thank you for the
reviews, people!! Keep them coming!!
/All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
This is not enough/
He watched her as she ran a comb through her dark brown hair. She sighed and slammed the comb down on the table. He saw her depression and sighed. She was unhappy and he was unhappy since she wasn't happy.
"What's wrong?" he asked as he stood up from his chair to stand beside her.
"I'm not pretty enough," she said, sighing heavily. He looked at her closely. Surely she was kidding? She was gorgeous, definitely gorgeous with her dark brown hair and soft eyes.
"Don't say that. You're beautiful," he said softly, brushing a strand of hair back and tucked it behind her ear.
"No, I'm not!" she protested. He placed his hand on hers. He felt her skin tingle slightly from the touch but made no movement to remove his hand.
"Okay, if you insist, why then?" he asked.
"Why what?" she asked him, confused. He chuckled lightly.
"Why do you say that you're not beautiful?" he asked again. She let out a heavy sigh.
"Why? I mean, look at Trish. She's blond, beautiful and she's got Jeff Hardy all over her. And Stacy, don't get me started. She's got legs, that perfect body and figure and everyone likes her. But the fans boo when I'm on. I'm just not pretty enough..." she answered, shaking her head sadly. He smiled to himself and placed his arm around her.
"How would you know? I mean, you used to look beautiful, real beautiful. But-," he was cut off just as the door opened.
"You're up in five," the technician told her.
"I guess I have to go. See you," she told him and left.
/I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost
If I'm asking for help it's only because
Being with you has opened my eyes
Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?/
She walked out to her entrance theme. The crowd was booing her as she walked down the ramp. She was scheduled to wrestle Trish Stratus, who was so popular. She prevented the tears from showing. Life wasn't always fair to her. Why did she have to suffer? The match started as the two ladies grabbed at each other...
He turned on the television to watch her match against Trish Stratus but his mind was wandering somewhere else. He needed to tell her something important. Something that could get out of his chest.
"Hey man!" Jeff Hardy's cheerful voice startled him. He turned and looked at the multi-colored freak.
"Hey," he answered lowly. His friend sat beside him.
"What's bugging you?" Jeff asked curiously. He glanced at the screen and was absorbed in the match. The latter sighed.
"I need to tell a special someone that I love her..." he began. Jeff tore his eyes away from the screen and looked at him.
"Who is the special girl?" Jeff asked cheekily. The man leaned closer and whispered the name in his ear. Jeff gasped.
"You can't be serious!?" Jeff exclaimed. He shook his head in reply.
"No Jeff, I'm serious," he answered clearly.
/I keep asking myself, wondering how
I keep closing my eyes but I can't block you out
Wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me
Nobody else so we can be free/
"So why don't you go tell her?" Jeff asked after a long moment of silence. His friend looked at him, awed.
"Jeff, I am completely and utterly in love with her. You cannot expect me to just walk up and just tell it to her face," he almost shouted.
"Sorry man, but I just-," Jeff apologized but Trish came up to them and started cuddling Jeff.
"I'll see you soon then, H," Jeff said as Trish dragged Jeff away. H was left there all alone. Truth was, he was jealous of them. Just a week ago, Jeff and Trish had declared their love to each other. And next, they were happily bonding. Frankly, he was jealous.
"Hey there," his dream girl said. He almost fell as he got to his feet, blushing furiously.
"H-hi," he managed to choke out. She smiled at him.
"Look, about just now, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to blow off like that," she apologized.
"Nah, it's okay. But, I was wondering..." he began and stared at her again. How should he put it in a nicer way?
"What is it, H? Don't stare at me like that!" she exclaimed. He blushed again. This was gonna be difficult...
/All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
This is not enough
This is not enough/
She cocked her head to one side. What did he wanted to tell her that was so important? Could it be...? Nah...
"It's this," he said and kissed her. She was shocked. Of all the people, it was him!? She pushed him away and slapped him right across the face, shocking herself and obviously, him too.
"I didn't mean to. I-," he began but she ran off, shocked and frightened and what she'd done, to him.
/All the things she said
All the things she said/
He shook his head ruefully. It didn't work, like Jeff said. He felt like punching something. Of course, Jeff got any woman he wants. His Southern charm and looks attracted girls like moths to a lighted light bulb. He sighed and walked to his car to drive at back to the hotel. He regretted everything he did and wished that he could turn back time.
"Hey H, you okay?" Jeff asked. Trish wasn't clinging onto his arm, he noticed.
"Where's Trish?" H asked curiously. Jeff shrugged.
"She wanted to catch a ride with Stacy so I thought maybe I could ride with you," Jeff said.
"Sure, hop in," H replied, smiling at his friend. The ride back at the hotel was silent. But Jeff, as usual, broke the silence with his question: How did you fare with Molly?
"She slapped me," H answered. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly and tears threatened to pool in his eyes. He was so heartbroken.
/And I'm all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed
They say it's my fault but I want her so much
Wanna fly her away where the sun and rain
Come in over my face, wash away all the shame
When they stop and stare - don't worry me
'Cause I'm feeling for her what she's feeling for me
I can try to pretend, I can try to forget
But it's driving me mad, going out of my head/
She flopped on the bed as she entered her hotel room door. What had she done? The events occurred so quickly that she was confused too.
"Why did you do it, H?" she asked no one softly. She wasn't heartbroken. She was unhappy that she couldn't proclaim her love to him. He was so sweet to her during the Alliance days. And what did she repay him with?
"I guess I'll see you later, H," she heard Jeff's voice say and the door next to her slamming shut. She froze. Surely, he couldn't be in the next room...?
"Do I tell him?" she asked as she took off her clothes and changed into a new fresh set. She pondered a while and decided to tell him. It was now or never...
/Mother looking at me
Tell me what do you see?
Yes, I've lost my mind/
He had changed into a pair of white pajama pants and a red T-shirt that had the word 'Save yourself before it's too late' on it in black letters. He felt like crying his heart out. He loved her so much that he kissed her. What did he do to deserve THAT? He was about to jump into bed, to forget everything that happened and start afresh, when he heard someone knock on the door.
"Who the hell will come to my door now!?" he grumbled loudly as he walked to the door.
"Look, whoever you are, please get lost or I'll-," he stopped short when he saw the person standing at the doorway.
/Daddy looking at me
Will I ever be free?
Have I crossed the line?/
"Can I help you, Citizen Molly?" he joked, putting on his 'Hurricane' act, for his 'girl'. She smiled at him, obviously intending to laugh.
"Drop the superhero act, Helms. We need to talk," she said seriously. He stepped back and let her in, not caring about the consequences.
/All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
This is not enough/
/All the things she said.../
A/N: Thank you again for your kind reviews. Yes, it's Molly/Shane Helms. Tricked ya, didn't it?? PLEASE REVIEW! And I'll review your fics too!! ^^
/All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
This is not enough/
He watched her as she ran a comb through her dark brown hair. She sighed and slammed the comb down on the table. He saw her depression and sighed. She was unhappy and he was unhappy since she wasn't happy.
"What's wrong?" he asked as he stood up from his chair to stand beside her.
"I'm not pretty enough," she said, sighing heavily. He looked at her closely. Surely she was kidding? She was gorgeous, definitely gorgeous with her dark brown hair and soft eyes.
"Don't say that. You're beautiful," he said softly, brushing a strand of hair back and tucked it behind her ear.
"No, I'm not!" she protested. He placed his hand on hers. He felt her skin tingle slightly from the touch but made no movement to remove his hand.
"Okay, if you insist, why then?" he asked.
"Why what?" she asked him, confused. He chuckled lightly.
"Why do you say that you're not beautiful?" he asked again. She let out a heavy sigh.
"Why? I mean, look at Trish. She's blond, beautiful and she's got Jeff Hardy all over her. And Stacy, don't get me started. She's got legs, that perfect body and figure and everyone likes her. But the fans boo when I'm on. I'm just not pretty enough..." she answered, shaking her head sadly. He smiled to himself and placed his arm around her.
"How would you know? I mean, you used to look beautiful, real beautiful. But-," he was cut off just as the door opened.
"You're up in five," the technician told her.
"I guess I have to go. See you," she told him and left.
/I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost
If I'm asking for help it's only because
Being with you has opened my eyes
Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?/
She walked out to her entrance theme. The crowd was booing her as she walked down the ramp. She was scheduled to wrestle Trish Stratus, who was so popular. She prevented the tears from showing. Life wasn't always fair to her. Why did she have to suffer? The match started as the two ladies grabbed at each other...
He turned on the television to watch her match against Trish Stratus but his mind was wandering somewhere else. He needed to tell her something important. Something that could get out of his chest.
"Hey man!" Jeff Hardy's cheerful voice startled him. He turned and looked at the multi-colored freak.
"Hey," he answered lowly. His friend sat beside him.
"What's bugging you?" Jeff asked curiously. He glanced at the screen and was absorbed in the match. The latter sighed.
"I need to tell a special someone that I love her..." he began. Jeff tore his eyes away from the screen and looked at him.
"Who is the special girl?" Jeff asked cheekily. The man leaned closer and whispered the name in his ear. Jeff gasped.
"You can't be serious!?" Jeff exclaimed. He shook his head in reply.
"No Jeff, I'm serious," he answered clearly.
/I keep asking myself, wondering how
I keep closing my eyes but I can't block you out
Wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me
Nobody else so we can be free/
"So why don't you go tell her?" Jeff asked after a long moment of silence. His friend looked at him, awed.
"Jeff, I am completely and utterly in love with her. You cannot expect me to just walk up and just tell it to her face," he almost shouted.
"Sorry man, but I just-," Jeff apologized but Trish came up to them and started cuddling Jeff.
"I'll see you soon then, H," Jeff said as Trish dragged Jeff away. H was left there all alone. Truth was, he was jealous of them. Just a week ago, Jeff and Trish had declared their love to each other. And next, they were happily bonding. Frankly, he was jealous.
"Hey there," his dream girl said. He almost fell as he got to his feet, blushing furiously.
"H-hi," he managed to choke out. She smiled at him.
"Look, about just now, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to blow off like that," she apologized.
"Nah, it's okay. But, I was wondering..." he began and stared at her again. How should he put it in a nicer way?
"What is it, H? Don't stare at me like that!" she exclaimed. He blushed again. This was gonna be difficult...
/All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
This is not enough
This is not enough/
She cocked her head to one side. What did he wanted to tell her that was so important? Could it be...? Nah...
"It's this," he said and kissed her. She was shocked. Of all the people, it was him!? She pushed him away and slapped him right across the face, shocking herself and obviously, him too.
"I didn't mean to. I-," he began but she ran off, shocked and frightened and what she'd done, to him.
/All the things she said
All the things she said/
He shook his head ruefully. It didn't work, like Jeff said. He felt like punching something. Of course, Jeff got any woman he wants. His Southern charm and looks attracted girls like moths to a lighted light bulb. He sighed and walked to his car to drive at back to the hotel. He regretted everything he did and wished that he could turn back time.
"Hey H, you okay?" Jeff asked. Trish wasn't clinging onto his arm, he noticed.
"Where's Trish?" H asked curiously. Jeff shrugged.
"She wanted to catch a ride with Stacy so I thought maybe I could ride with you," Jeff said.
"Sure, hop in," H replied, smiling at his friend. The ride back at the hotel was silent. But Jeff, as usual, broke the silence with his question: How did you fare with Molly?
"She slapped me," H answered. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly and tears threatened to pool in his eyes. He was so heartbroken.
/And I'm all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed
They say it's my fault but I want her so much
Wanna fly her away where the sun and rain
Come in over my face, wash away all the shame
When they stop and stare - don't worry me
'Cause I'm feeling for her what she's feeling for me
I can try to pretend, I can try to forget
But it's driving me mad, going out of my head/
She flopped on the bed as she entered her hotel room door. What had she done? The events occurred so quickly that she was confused too.
"Why did you do it, H?" she asked no one softly. She wasn't heartbroken. She was unhappy that she couldn't proclaim her love to him. He was so sweet to her during the Alliance days. And what did she repay him with?
"I guess I'll see you later, H," she heard Jeff's voice say and the door next to her slamming shut. She froze. Surely, he couldn't be in the next room...?
"Do I tell him?" she asked as she took off her clothes and changed into a new fresh set. She pondered a while and decided to tell him. It was now or never...
/Mother looking at me
Tell me what do you see?
Yes, I've lost my mind/
He had changed into a pair of white pajama pants and a red T-shirt that had the word 'Save yourself before it's too late' on it in black letters. He felt like crying his heart out. He loved her so much that he kissed her. What did he do to deserve THAT? He was about to jump into bed, to forget everything that happened and start afresh, when he heard someone knock on the door.
"Who the hell will come to my door now!?" he grumbled loudly as he walked to the door.
"Look, whoever you are, please get lost or I'll-," he stopped short when he saw the person standing at the doorway.
/Daddy looking at me
Will I ever be free?
Have I crossed the line?/
"Can I help you, Citizen Molly?" he joked, putting on his 'Hurricane' act, for his 'girl'. She smiled at him, obviously intending to laugh.
"Drop the superhero act, Helms. We need to talk," she said seriously. He stepped back and let her in, not caring about the consequences.
/All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
This is not enough/
/All the things she said.../
A/N: Thank you again for your kind reviews. Yes, it's Molly/Shane Helms. Tricked ya, didn't it?? PLEASE REVIEW! And I'll review your fics too!! ^^