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*~The Next Morning~*
Jeff woke up with the worst hangover of his life. At first, he thought he was at home but once he began to wake more and realized that the perfume he could smell coming from the person in bed with him wasn't Melissa's. He only knew one person who wore Tommy Girl. He opened his eyes and saw Trish next to him, his arm laid loosely over her midsection, and her leg was thrown over his waist. Slowly the past nights events came back to him.
"Oh shit." He cursed as he watched Trish's eyes slowly begin to open.
"Jeff...what are you doing in my bed?" She asked putting her hand up to shield her eyes from the morning-or afternoon-sun, her voice soft and tired.
"You...um...don't remember what happened last night." He asked as he watched her eyes widen.
"We didn't...oh my God we did." She said as she began to remember the night before. "I'm so sorry Jeff."
"Why are you sorry? It's not like it's your fault, we were both drunk and it just happened." He said.
"Are you gonna tell Melissa?"
"I don't know..." Jeff trailed off.
"I think you may want to borrow my cover up."
"Why?" Jeff asked somewhat confused.
"Because you've got umm...look." She said pulling a compact out of her purse that was on the nightstand and handing it to him. Jeff opened it and looked at the mirror.
"Oh..." Jeff said running his fingers over the small bluish-purple marks on his neck and upper chest. "...You might want to use some too." He said handing her mirror to her to inspect her neck, which had markings similar to the ones Jeff had. "I guess I better get going...see you a little later." Jeff said as he got up, pulling one of the sheets around his waist. Trish tightened the sheet that was around her as she watched Jeff sort through the clothes that were piled on the floor. "I'll go get dressed in the bathroom." Jeff said once he had found all of his clothes. A few minutes later he was changed and quickly said goodbye. She could tell he was feeling guilty for cheating on Melissa, hell, even though Melissa was a bitch, she couldn't blame him for feeling guilty. Trish stood up and walked towards the bathroom, stepping over various pieces of her clothing on the way. She still couldn't believe she slept with Jeff. And she felt horrible because she knew that it was probably eating Jeff alive. Jeff was one of those men that never cheat on their girlfriends...no matter what. She felt really guilty, even though it really wasn't her fault...or Jeff's. They had gotten drunk and made a mistake, a HUGE mistake. She sighed as she ran the hot water in the shower...it was going to be a long day.
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*~Meanwhile~*
Jeff walked into his hotel room and slammed the door shut behind him. What the hell did he do? He slept with one of his best friends...but that wasn't the worst part. By having sex with his friend, he cheated on his girlfriend. Jeff sat at the foot of his bed and put his head in his hands. He felt horrible. He couldn't tell Melissa that he slept with Trish...she would definitely break up with him and he loved her...right. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was hearing the words 'NO YOU DON'T!' being screamed at him. He just shook his head and ignored his subconscious. "FUCK!" Jeff yelled angrily as he stood up and threw his bag across the room, causing his clothes to spill out all over the floor. But he couldn't just be thinking about his relationship with Melissa, what about Trish? Trish was one of his closest friends and he could've just screwed up his friendship with her big time and their friendship meant a lot to him. How was he going to face Trish after what happened last night? He may have been drunk but he still remembered everything about last night. "I can't believe I screwed up this bad." Jeff said sitting on a chair shaking his head.
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*~Friday~*
Since Raw and all of the live events had been in California, Trish had decided that instead of heading up to Canada for one day, she would stay in California and drive up to Seattle with Matt and Amy, who had also decided to stay in California. Trish sighed softly as she lugged her bags down to the lobby. She huffed as she waited for the elevator doors to open. When they did she was surprised at who she saw in the elevator.
"Hey Jeff." She said as she pulled her luggage into the elevator.
"Let me help you." Jeff said taking one of her bags and pulling it into the elevator.
"Are you umm...driving up to Seattle with Matt and Amy?" Trish asked as the elevators door closed.
"Uhh...yea...are you too?" He asked and she nodded as they fell into an uncomfortable silence. Of course they had seen each other over the past few days, but they were never alone together and were always too occupied with other things to feel weird. After what seemed like hours, but was only a few minutes later, the elevator doors opened. Trish quickly pulled her bags out of the elevator and dragged them towards the main entrance door to where Matt's escalade was parked out front.
"Hey Trish. Just leave your bags there and I'll load'em up while you go check out." Matt said as he put his and Amy's bags into the back.
"Thanks Matt." Trish said as she turned around, bumping right into Jeff. "I'm really sorry." She said quickly scurrying back into the hotel lobby to check out.
"What was that about?"
"I umm...don't know." Jeff said shrugging it off as he loaded his bags into the back of the Escalade.
"Did you check out yet?" Matt asked loading Trish's bags next to Jeff's.
"Yea." Jeff said closing the back.
"Are we ready to go ladies?" Matt asked as Trish and Amy walked towards them.
"Yep." Amy said happily as she hopped into the front seat.
"Well then everybody else get your asses in gear cause we're getting out of here." Matt said as he got into the drivers seat. Jeff got into the back and Trish walked around the other side and hopped in. She looked next to her and watched Jeff pull his headphones on and pull out a note book. "Seattle here we come!" Matt said as he started the Escalade. *It's going to be a long ride* Trish thought as she pulled her own headphones on.
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A/N: Ok I am officially pissed off. They did it again!! They stopped Trish and Jeff from kissing! And they didn't even do a backstage segment or nothing! Oooooo...I'm pissed. I think a whole bunch of us should go protest to the WWE [LOL=)]! But you can totally tell there's something going on between them, the way they were all touchy feely with each other and smiling at each other. Awwww...it was soooooooo cute, but then Jazz had to go and ruin it! Ok enough of my ranting about Raw...onto other business. I read the whole Hardy Boyz biography...in two days. That's how good it is. I got it last night and finished it about an hour ago. So anybody who hasn't gotten to read it yet you really should. I mean they talk about EVERYTHING. From what it was like growing up to Matt & Amy's relationship to Jeff and his burnout period and like everything else. It was really awesome. That was my shameless plug for the week. I'm really sorry that this was another short chapter, but like I said before I don't want to give too much away at once. Thanx to BloodChic69, Alisha, LilMary, Casey, Keri, Nina, & Sarah for reviewin!!!!!!!!!!!! I LUV you all! Welp, that's all from me for now. As always plz, plz, plz, plz, plz, plz, plz, plz review and until next time...
Luv Ya Lotz,
*~*Aimie*~*
P.S. I have no clue what kinda perfume Trish wears so I just used the one I wear. :)
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*~The Next Morning~*
Jeff woke up with the worst hangover of his life. At first, he thought he was at home but once he began to wake more and realized that the perfume he could smell coming from the person in bed with him wasn't Melissa's. He only knew one person who wore Tommy Girl. He opened his eyes and saw Trish next to him, his arm laid loosely over her midsection, and her leg was thrown over his waist. Slowly the past nights events came back to him.
"Oh shit." He cursed as he watched Trish's eyes slowly begin to open.
"Jeff...what are you doing in my bed?" She asked putting her hand up to shield her eyes from the morning-or afternoon-sun, her voice soft and tired.
"You...um...don't remember what happened last night." He asked as he watched her eyes widen.
"We didn't...oh my God we did." She said as she began to remember the night before. "I'm so sorry Jeff."
"Why are you sorry? It's not like it's your fault, we were both drunk and it just happened." He said.
"Are you gonna tell Melissa?"
"I don't know..." Jeff trailed off.
"I think you may want to borrow my cover up."
"Why?" Jeff asked somewhat confused.
"Because you've got umm...look." She said pulling a compact out of her purse that was on the nightstand and handing it to him. Jeff opened it and looked at the mirror.
"Oh..." Jeff said running his fingers over the small bluish-purple marks on his neck and upper chest. "...You might want to use some too." He said handing her mirror to her to inspect her neck, which had markings similar to the ones Jeff had. "I guess I better get going...see you a little later." Jeff said as he got up, pulling one of the sheets around his waist. Trish tightened the sheet that was around her as she watched Jeff sort through the clothes that were piled on the floor. "I'll go get dressed in the bathroom." Jeff said once he had found all of his clothes. A few minutes later he was changed and quickly said goodbye. She could tell he was feeling guilty for cheating on Melissa, hell, even though Melissa was a bitch, she couldn't blame him for feeling guilty. Trish stood up and walked towards the bathroom, stepping over various pieces of her clothing on the way. She still couldn't believe she slept with Jeff. And she felt horrible because she knew that it was probably eating Jeff alive. Jeff was one of those men that never cheat on their girlfriends...no matter what. She felt really guilty, even though it really wasn't her fault...or Jeff's. They had gotten drunk and made a mistake, a HUGE mistake. She sighed as she ran the hot water in the shower...it was going to be a long day.
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*~Meanwhile~*
Jeff walked into his hotel room and slammed the door shut behind him. What the hell did he do? He slept with one of his best friends...but that wasn't the worst part. By having sex with his friend, he cheated on his girlfriend. Jeff sat at the foot of his bed and put his head in his hands. He felt horrible. He couldn't tell Melissa that he slept with Trish...she would definitely break up with him and he loved her...right. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was hearing the words 'NO YOU DON'T!' being screamed at him. He just shook his head and ignored his subconscious. "FUCK!" Jeff yelled angrily as he stood up and threw his bag across the room, causing his clothes to spill out all over the floor. But he couldn't just be thinking about his relationship with Melissa, what about Trish? Trish was one of his closest friends and he could've just screwed up his friendship with her big time and their friendship meant a lot to him. How was he going to face Trish after what happened last night? He may have been drunk but he still remembered everything about last night. "I can't believe I screwed up this bad." Jeff said sitting on a chair shaking his head.
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*~Friday~*
Since Raw and all of the live events had been in California, Trish had decided that instead of heading up to Canada for one day, she would stay in California and drive up to Seattle with Matt and Amy, who had also decided to stay in California. Trish sighed softly as she lugged her bags down to the lobby. She huffed as she waited for the elevator doors to open. When they did she was surprised at who she saw in the elevator.
"Hey Jeff." She said as she pulled her luggage into the elevator.
"Let me help you." Jeff said taking one of her bags and pulling it into the elevator.
"Are you umm...driving up to Seattle with Matt and Amy?" Trish asked as the elevators door closed.
"Uhh...yea...are you too?" He asked and she nodded as they fell into an uncomfortable silence. Of course they had seen each other over the past few days, but they were never alone together and were always too occupied with other things to feel weird. After what seemed like hours, but was only a few minutes later, the elevator doors opened. Trish quickly pulled her bags out of the elevator and dragged them towards the main entrance door to where Matt's escalade was parked out front.
"Hey Trish. Just leave your bags there and I'll load'em up while you go check out." Matt said as he put his and Amy's bags into the back.
"Thanks Matt." Trish said as she turned around, bumping right into Jeff. "I'm really sorry." She said quickly scurrying back into the hotel lobby to check out.
"What was that about?"
"I umm...don't know." Jeff said shrugging it off as he loaded his bags into the back of the Escalade.
"Did you check out yet?" Matt asked loading Trish's bags next to Jeff's.
"Yea." Jeff said closing the back.
"Are we ready to go ladies?" Matt asked as Trish and Amy walked towards them.
"Yep." Amy said happily as she hopped into the front seat.
"Well then everybody else get your asses in gear cause we're getting out of here." Matt said as he got into the drivers seat. Jeff got into the back and Trish walked around the other side and hopped in. She looked next to her and watched Jeff pull his headphones on and pull out a note book. "Seattle here we come!" Matt said as he started the Escalade. *It's going to be a long ride* Trish thought as she pulled her own headphones on.
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A/N: Ok I am officially pissed off. They did it again!! They stopped Trish and Jeff from kissing! And they didn't even do a backstage segment or nothing! Oooooo...I'm pissed. I think a whole bunch of us should go protest to the WWE [LOL=)]! But you can totally tell there's something going on between them, the way they were all touchy feely with each other and smiling at each other. Awwww...it was soooooooo cute, but then Jazz had to go and ruin it! Ok enough of my ranting about Raw...onto other business. I read the whole Hardy Boyz biography...in two days. That's how good it is. I got it last night and finished it about an hour ago. So anybody who hasn't gotten to read it yet you really should. I mean they talk about EVERYTHING. From what it was like growing up to Matt & Amy's relationship to Jeff and his burnout period and like everything else. It was really awesome. That was my shameless plug for the week. I'm really sorry that this was another short chapter, but like I said before I don't want to give too much away at once. Thanx to BloodChic69, Alisha, LilMary, Casey, Keri, Nina, & Sarah for reviewin!!!!!!!!!!!! I LUV you all! Welp, that's all from me for now. As always plz, plz, plz, plz, plz, plz, plz, plz review and until next time...
Luv Ya Lotz,
*~*Aimie*~*
P.S. I have no clue what kinda perfume Trish wears so I just used the one I wear. :)