Shelby found Jeff in his dressing room. "We should have just eloped; these wedding plans are giving me a migraine." Shelby said. "Shelby we got to talk." Jeff said sitting there not really looking at her. Shelby felt a knot in the pit of her stomach. He looked so serious. "What is it Jeff?" she asked. "I can't marry you." He said. Shelby looked for some sign of a joke or something but he looked up at her and was dead serious. "Why?" she said feeling slightly sick. "I got married last month." He said looking down. Shelby felt like she was going to fall. "I live with you Jeff I'm engaged to you, how do you get married with out me knowing?" She said. "Remember we went through Las Vegas for a show. It wasn't that hard." He said. "Who?" she asked the anger clear in her voice. "Stacey." He said looking down. Shelby felt like she had been punched in the stomach. "When were you going to tell me Jeff, you let me go on with these wedding plans you made a fool of me!" She yelled at him. "You were so happy about the wedding I didn't have the heart to tell you." Jeff said. "You got that right, you don't have a heart how could you do this?" she asked. "I fell out of love with you Shelby, I love Stacey. I just didn't know how to tell you." He said. "Wait you've been married to her for a month seeing her longer. You've been sleeping with both of us?" she asked. "Yes, and Stacey's pregnant." He said hanging his head. Shelby put her hand over her mouth. She knew she was going to be sick. Shelby turned and ran from the dressing room down the hall to the women's bathroom. She fell down over the toilet and threw up. How could he do this she thought. She started crying. She felt like her heart was being ripped out. Victoria came in the bathroom and seen her throwing up and crying so hard she couldn't talk. Shelby threw up 4 times as sobs racked her body. Victoria had ran to get Trish. Trish came in and kneeled down beside Shelby. "Girl what's wrong?" she asked in panic. She had never seen Shelby like this. Shelby was crying so hard she couldn't talk. Trish put her arms around her and rocked her. Taker burst in the bathroom, Victoria had told him something was wrong with Shelby. The scene he took in broke his heart. Trish was holding Shelby rocking her while heartbreaking sobs wracked her body. Taker could feel the pain rolling off of her. "Taker get me a wet towel." Trish said. He went and got a wet towel and gave it to Trish. She wiped Shelby's face and helped her clean up. Shelby's sobs had slowed down some. "Baby tell me what's wrong Trish said. " Ittts JJJeff." She sobbed. "What about Jeff?" Trish asked as she held Shelby against her. "He married Stacey." She managed to get out through her tears. Trish was in shock. Taker looked on not knowing what the hell was going on. Shelby calmed down some and finally managed to tell them the whole story. "Oh my god you poor baby." Trish said. Taker was seeing red. He was going to kill Jeff. "That lowlife little bastard. I'm going to kill him." Trish said. Shelby started crying again. She didn't know there was this much pain in the world. She curled in a ball and lay there on the floor. "Taker take her back to your dressing room. I got something to do." Trish said. Taker was about to argue with her but he seen the fire in her eyes. "Save some for me." He said. Trish kissed Shelby on the head. "Go with Taker. I'll be back." She said. Taker bent down and picked her up. "Come on darling." He said gently. He carried her back to his dressing room and laid her on the couch. He watched her crying and wished he could take her pain away make it right but he knew he couldn't. "Shelby honey I'm so sorry." He said sitting beside her on the couch rubbing her back. "Mark why did he do that to me I love him so much." She said tears running down her face. "He's a fool Shelby." Taker said. "All those times he said he was with Andrew, he was with her. Andrew covered for them." She said. Taker picked her up and laid her in his lap. She wrapped herself around him trembling. He knew there was nothing he could do or say to make it better so he just sat there and held her. Brock walked in. Trish had sent Victoria and told him to go to Taker's dressing room. Taker put his finger over his lips. Shelby had cried herself to sleep. He laid her down gently and covered her up with his jacket. He motioned for Brock to step out side the door. They went out. "What the hell is going on?" Brock asked. Taker told him everything that went on that night. Brock punched the wall putting a hole in it. "That fucking bastard, I'll kill him." Brock said. "Yea I feel the same way, but that aint going to help that little girl in there. She's heart broke. I never seen someone cry that hard. She threw up when she found out." Taker said. "Why did he let this go on. He should have told her months ago." Brock said. "Because he a ball less punk." Taker said. Brock shook his head. He knew Shelby must be going through hell. She loved Jeff with all her heart. She was always talking about how wonderful he was and how much she loved him. They went in the dressing room and sat down to wait for Trish each of them watching over Shelby while she slept.
I just want to make clear I'm a big Jeff hardy fan. I'm in no way bashing him, but for the purpose of my story he has to be a heel.