I lied. It wasn't the end. I had this idea last night in a dream I had (it
included my friends actually, but using Jeff, Matt, and Shannon would go
perfectly with the first part of the story). I hope you people like it.
Thank you Carrianne and ISIS for your reviews, they are much appreciated.
So as not to confuse anyone, in this story (?) there was no roster split so everyone is on the same show.
I still don't own anyone. If I did I would seriously beat Jeff for being so damn careless. Anyways, on to the story!
Jeff shot up in bed. "Goddamnit." He sighed as he wiped the sweat from his face.
Jeff got out of bed and made his way for the bathroom. "Jeff you okay?" Matt asked groggily. "No." Jeff said as he splashed water onto his face. "You gonna be?" Matt asked with concern in his voice. "I don't know. I just don't know anymore Matt." Jeff said as he walked out of the bathroom. "I just can't deal with this shit anymore. I keep having these dreams. I can't take this. What the fuck is wrong with me Mattie? Why am I so depressed?" Jeff asked, tears forming in his eyes.
"I don't know. Come here Jeffro." Matt grabbed Jeff's arm and pulled him down onto his bed with him.
"I'm scared Matt." Jeff whispered as the tears fell. "Of what?" Matt wrapped his arm protectively around Jeff. "What I'm becoming."
"And what's that?" Matt pushed the electric blue shocks of hair out of Jeff's face.
"I don't know. That's what scares me the most."
The two Hardy's lay in bed for a while in complete silence until Jeff speaks. "I miss Shannon Matt."
"Is that what this depression shit is about?" Matt asked.
"I don't know. I already told you I didn't know." Jeff pushed his brothers arms away and sat up on the edge of the bed. "When is our next vacation?"
"This weekend." Matt replied.
"Good."
"What are you thinking Jeff?"
"We-or at least I-am going home for that time." Jeff explained. He then got up and walked into the kitchen.
'I wonder if Matt's right. What if this is about Shannon?' Jeff thought as he poured himself a small glass of kool-aid. "I don't know what the fuck to do. How can I get help if I don't know what the fuck is making me like this?" Jeff sighed.
* * *
The weekend came fast, and before Jeff knew it he was saying goodbye to all of his friends at the WWE to go home with Matt.
They got onto the plane and being famous as they are, signed a few autographs for a few fans.
Jeff was silent the entire flight. He stared blankly out the window.
The pilot announced that they were landing. Jeff barely took any notice to that by putting his belt on, while continuing to stare out the window.
The plane landed and everyone piled off of it. "It's raining." Jeff whispered. "What was that Jeff?" Matt asked. "It's raining." Jeff repeated. "You're observant." Jeff glared at Matt.
'The last time I saw Shan it rained.' A tear fell from Jeff's eye and mixed with the rain as he remembered.
"Jeff c'mon! We gotta get a car or something." Matt tossed Jeff his bag. "Kay..."
* * *
"Find anything good to watch?" Matt asked as he fell onto the couch next to Jeff. "No." Jeff replied, still flipping through the channels.
Jeff stood and grabbed his coat. "Where you going?"
"Out."
"When you gonna be back? I'll order some food."
"I dunno. You can order something and save me a little." Jeff smiled weakly before he turned and left. "Kay..."
* * *
"Oh wow! You're Jeff Hardy!"
'Fuck.' Jeff feigned a smile and turned to the girl. She was about 13 or 14. "Hi."
"C-can I have your....your autograph?" She asked shyly.
"Yeah." He pulled his sharpie out of his coat pocket. The little girl handed Jeff an old picture of himself and Matt holding the tag-team belts. It was from around the time when the Hardyz were in matches against Edge and Christian.
"What's your name?"
"A-Amanda."
Jeff laughed a little at her nervousness. "Well, Amanda, here you go." Jeff finished signing her picture and handed it back to her. "Thank you!" Amanda grinned. "Anytime." Jeff smiled. His fans usually did have that effect on him.
"So where a-are you going?" Amanda asked. "To visit my friend Shannon's grave."
"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"
"It's okay."
"Can I come with you?"
"Um...okay."
The two walked in silence to the grave sight. Jeff sat in front of the grave and stared at the gravestone.
"H-how did it happen?" Amanda asked. Jeff looked down. "Oh. I'm so sorry. I don't mean to pry."
"It...it was a car accident." Jeff paused. "He was driving back to the h- hotel. And a semi...." Jeff coughed, trying to hold his sobs back. "You didn't have to say anything if you didn't want to."
"It's okay. I-I need to talk to s-someone right?" Jeff sniffled. "Sorry. I don't mean to be all emotional on ya."
"That's okay." Amanda said not sure of what else to say. "So you and Shannon, you two were close?"
"We grew up together."
"Oh wow."
"So." Jeff wiped his eyes and turned to face Amanda. "How long have you watched wrestling?"
"A while. Why do you ask?"
"Well that's a pretty old picture of me and Matt you got there." Jeff smiled.
"Yeah. It's one of my favorites."
"You wanna go meet Matt?" Jeff stood.
"Are you serious?" Amanda's eye's widened.
"Course I am."
"Okay." Amanda gladly followed Jeff back to meet Matt.
"Back already?" Matt asked in surprise as Jeff walked in. "Someone wants to meet you." Jeff motioned for Amanda to come in. "H-hi." She stuttered. "Hey. Got a name?" Matt smiled. "Amanda." She pulled the picture out of her pocket. "Would you sign this?" She handed Matt the picture. "Sure." Matt felt around for his pen.
"Jeff gimmie your sharpie."
"What color?" Jeff asked sarcastically.
"Purple."
"NO!" Jeff yelled holding his purple sharpie close to him. Amanda couldn't help but laugh at how over protective Jeff was of his purple sharpie.
"You asked. Just give me a black one." Jeff handed Matt a sharpie and he signed the picture.
"You hungry?" Matt handed Amanda her picture.
"Not really."
"We have peanut butter." Jeff looked into the kitchen. "And Oreos." He grinned.
"That's gross Jeff." Matt scrunched up his nose.
"No. Its good." Jeff walked into the kitchen and grabbed the peanut butter and Oreos. He sat down on the couch and began to eat the Oreos dipped in peanut butter. "You want some?" He offered Amanda a cookie. "Um. Okay." She took the cookie. "You can sit down. I don't bite." Jeff joked.
"You're both disgusting."
"What?" Jeff asked innocently.
"How can you eat that mess?"
"Its good." Amanda stated.
"See. I win. Two against one." Jeff waved a cookie in Matt's face.
"I have to go home. I was supposed to be home a half hour ago." Amanda looked at the clock.
"I could walk you. I'm going back to the cemetery anyways."
"You are?" Matt asked.
"Yeah. See you later Matt." Jeff stood and headed for the door after Amanda.
"Kay. Try and be back before Blockbuster closes."
"Alright." Jeff said before he shut the door.
* * *
Jeff smiled slightly, thinking of all his fans. He was loved. All over the world people would cheer for him. Hoping that he would win. Making him into a living legend. They would all be so disappointed. And that's what made it that much harder for Jeff to do to.
Jeff sat down in front of Shannon's grave for one last time. "I miss you Shan." Jeff whispered as he pulled a knife from his coat pocket.
Jeff's body racked with sobs as he pulled the knife away from his body and pointed it at himself.
"Jeff Nero Hardy, what the fuck do you think you're doing?!? Do you know how much shit I'm gonna be in for this?"
Jeff opened his eyes and saw Shannon. "I can't do this. I can't do it anymore Shannon. I feel so dead."
"Well stoppit."
"How?"
"Stop thinking of it as me being gone. Think of it as...." Shannon paused. "....I just went on a long vacation. And if you fuck things up by killing yourself you'll never see me again."
Jeff stared at Shannon. "How are you here?" Jeff finally asked.
"I came. And if I don't get back soon, I'm gonna be in more shit for being here."
"Shan I-"
"Shut up."
Jeff blinked in surprise. "I-"
"Jeff don't! You can fucking do this. You will fucking make it! And you're not going to kill yourself!" Shannon fumed.
"I'm sorry." Jeff whispered.
"You damn well should be."
"Stay here."
"I cant. I already told you I have to go back." There was no trace of the anger that Shannon displayed a few seconds earlier, left. He was again calm and sweet.
"I miss you. I don't want you to go." Jeff pleaded.
"I don't want to go. But I HAVE to."
Jeff stood and dropped the knife. "I'm sorry." He walked over and stood just in front of Shannon. "Can you kiss a ghost?" Jeff asked, tears staining his face. "Yeah. You can." Shannon leaned forwards and kissed Jeff full on the lips. "Bye Jeff." Shannon whispered, with a tear falling down his cheek as he disappeared.
"Bye Shan." Jeff sighed.
Jeff looked up at the sky. The rain had stopped falling and the sun could be seen through the trees.....
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I don't know if that's the end either. I guess I'll know eventually right? Hope you enjoyed it. And remember people. I like reviews. Hint hint.
So as not to confuse anyone, in this story (?) there was no roster split so everyone is on the same show.
I still don't own anyone. If I did I would seriously beat Jeff for being so damn careless. Anyways, on to the story!
Jeff shot up in bed. "Goddamnit." He sighed as he wiped the sweat from his face.
Jeff got out of bed and made his way for the bathroom. "Jeff you okay?" Matt asked groggily. "No." Jeff said as he splashed water onto his face. "You gonna be?" Matt asked with concern in his voice. "I don't know. I just don't know anymore Matt." Jeff said as he walked out of the bathroom. "I just can't deal with this shit anymore. I keep having these dreams. I can't take this. What the fuck is wrong with me Mattie? Why am I so depressed?" Jeff asked, tears forming in his eyes.
"I don't know. Come here Jeffro." Matt grabbed Jeff's arm and pulled him down onto his bed with him.
"I'm scared Matt." Jeff whispered as the tears fell. "Of what?" Matt wrapped his arm protectively around Jeff. "What I'm becoming."
"And what's that?" Matt pushed the electric blue shocks of hair out of Jeff's face.
"I don't know. That's what scares me the most."
The two Hardy's lay in bed for a while in complete silence until Jeff speaks. "I miss Shannon Matt."
"Is that what this depression shit is about?" Matt asked.
"I don't know. I already told you I didn't know." Jeff pushed his brothers arms away and sat up on the edge of the bed. "When is our next vacation?"
"This weekend." Matt replied.
"Good."
"What are you thinking Jeff?"
"We-or at least I-am going home for that time." Jeff explained. He then got up and walked into the kitchen.
'I wonder if Matt's right. What if this is about Shannon?' Jeff thought as he poured himself a small glass of kool-aid. "I don't know what the fuck to do. How can I get help if I don't know what the fuck is making me like this?" Jeff sighed.
* * *
The weekend came fast, and before Jeff knew it he was saying goodbye to all of his friends at the WWE to go home with Matt.
They got onto the plane and being famous as they are, signed a few autographs for a few fans.
Jeff was silent the entire flight. He stared blankly out the window.
The pilot announced that they were landing. Jeff barely took any notice to that by putting his belt on, while continuing to stare out the window.
The plane landed and everyone piled off of it. "It's raining." Jeff whispered. "What was that Jeff?" Matt asked. "It's raining." Jeff repeated. "You're observant." Jeff glared at Matt.
'The last time I saw Shan it rained.' A tear fell from Jeff's eye and mixed with the rain as he remembered.
"Jeff c'mon! We gotta get a car or something." Matt tossed Jeff his bag. "Kay..."
* * *
"Find anything good to watch?" Matt asked as he fell onto the couch next to Jeff. "No." Jeff replied, still flipping through the channels.
Jeff stood and grabbed his coat. "Where you going?"
"Out."
"When you gonna be back? I'll order some food."
"I dunno. You can order something and save me a little." Jeff smiled weakly before he turned and left. "Kay..."
* * *
"Oh wow! You're Jeff Hardy!"
'Fuck.' Jeff feigned a smile and turned to the girl. She was about 13 or 14. "Hi."
"C-can I have your....your autograph?" She asked shyly.
"Yeah." He pulled his sharpie out of his coat pocket. The little girl handed Jeff an old picture of himself and Matt holding the tag-team belts. It was from around the time when the Hardyz were in matches against Edge and Christian.
"What's your name?"
"A-Amanda."
Jeff laughed a little at her nervousness. "Well, Amanda, here you go." Jeff finished signing her picture and handed it back to her. "Thank you!" Amanda grinned. "Anytime." Jeff smiled. His fans usually did have that effect on him.
"So where a-are you going?" Amanda asked. "To visit my friend Shannon's grave."
"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"
"It's okay."
"Can I come with you?"
"Um...okay."
The two walked in silence to the grave sight. Jeff sat in front of the grave and stared at the gravestone.
"H-how did it happen?" Amanda asked. Jeff looked down. "Oh. I'm so sorry. I don't mean to pry."
"It...it was a car accident." Jeff paused. "He was driving back to the h- hotel. And a semi...." Jeff coughed, trying to hold his sobs back. "You didn't have to say anything if you didn't want to."
"It's okay. I-I need to talk to s-someone right?" Jeff sniffled. "Sorry. I don't mean to be all emotional on ya."
"That's okay." Amanda said not sure of what else to say. "So you and Shannon, you two were close?"
"We grew up together."
"Oh wow."
"So." Jeff wiped his eyes and turned to face Amanda. "How long have you watched wrestling?"
"A while. Why do you ask?"
"Well that's a pretty old picture of me and Matt you got there." Jeff smiled.
"Yeah. It's one of my favorites."
"You wanna go meet Matt?" Jeff stood.
"Are you serious?" Amanda's eye's widened.
"Course I am."
"Okay." Amanda gladly followed Jeff back to meet Matt.
"Back already?" Matt asked in surprise as Jeff walked in. "Someone wants to meet you." Jeff motioned for Amanda to come in. "H-hi." She stuttered. "Hey. Got a name?" Matt smiled. "Amanda." She pulled the picture out of her pocket. "Would you sign this?" She handed Matt the picture. "Sure." Matt felt around for his pen.
"Jeff gimmie your sharpie."
"What color?" Jeff asked sarcastically.
"Purple."
"NO!" Jeff yelled holding his purple sharpie close to him. Amanda couldn't help but laugh at how over protective Jeff was of his purple sharpie.
"You asked. Just give me a black one." Jeff handed Matt a sharpie and he signed the picture.
"You hungry?" Matt handed Amanda her picture.
"Not really."
"We have peanut butter." Jeff looked into the kitchen. "And Oreos." He grinned.
"That's gross Jeff." Matt scrunched up his nose.
"No. Its good." Jeff walked into the kitchen and grabbed the peanut butter and Oreos. He sat down on the couch and began to eat the Oreos dipped in peanut butter. "You want some?" He offered Amanda a cookie. "Um. Okay." She took the cookie. "You can sit down. I don't bite." Jeff joked.
"You're both disgusting."
"What?" Jeff asked innocently.
"How can you eat that mess?"
"Its good." Amanda stated.
"See. I win. Two against one." Jeff waved a cookie in Matt's face.
"I have to go home. I was supposed to be home a half hour ago." Amanda looked at the clock.
"I could walk you. I'm going back to the cemetery anyways."
"You are?" Matt asked.
"Yeah. See you later Matt." Jeff stood and headed for the door after Amanda.
"Kay. Try and be back before Blockbuster closes."
"Alright." Jeff said before he shut the door.
* * *
Jeff smiled slightly, thinking of all his fans. He was loved. All over the world people would cheer for him. Hoping that he would win. Making him into a living legend. They would all be so disappointed. And that's what made it that much harder for Jeff to do to.
Jeff sat down in front of Shannon's grave for one last time. "I miss you Shan." Jeff whispered as he pulled a knife from his coat pocket.
Jeff's body racked with sobs as he pulled the knife away from his body and pointed it at himself.
"Jeff Nero Hardy, what the fuck do you think you're doing?!? Do you know how much shit I'm gonna be in for this?"
Jeff opened his eyes and saw Shannon. "I can't do this. I can't do it anymore Shannon. I feel so dead."
"Well stoppit."
"How?"
"Stop thinking of it as me being gone. Think of it as...." Shannon paused. "....I just went on a long vacation. And if you fuck things up by killing yourself you'll never see me again."
Jeff stared at Shannon. "How are you here?" Jeff finally asked.
"I came. And if I don't get back soon, I'm gonna be in more shit for being here."
"Shan I-"
"Shut up."
Jeff blinked in surprise. "I-"
"Jeff don't! You can fucking do this. You will fucking make it! And you're not going to kill yourself!" Shannon fumed.
"I'm sorry." Jeff whispered.
"You damn well should be."
"Stay here."
"I cant. I already told you I have to go back." There was no trace of the anger that Shannon displayed a few seconds earlier, left. He was again calm and sweet.
"I miss you. I don't want you to go." Jeff pleaded.
"I don't want to go. But I HAVE to."
Jeff stood and dropped the knife. "I'm sorry." He walked over and stood just in front of Shannon. "Can you kiss a ghost?" Jeff asked, tears staining his face. "Yeah. You can." Shannon leaned forwards and kissed Jeff full on the lips. "Bye Jeff." Shannon whispered, with a tear falling down his cheek as he disappeared.
"Bye Shan." Jeff sighed.
Jeff looked up at the sky. The rain had stopped falling and the sun could be seen through the trees.....
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I don't know if that's the end either. I guess I'll know eventually right? Hope you enjoyed it. And remember people. I like reviews. Hint hint.