Notes: Short chapter but you can get the feel of this fic. I think it'll start going where the summary says the chapter after next.
Sell Out
Jeff Hardy paced the hospital hallway. He couldn't get the sound of his brother's wails out of his head. He saw Lita walk into the hospital and looked down. How could he tell her? She'd be one of the very last people to understand.
"How's Matt?" Lita asked coming up to him.
"I don't know. He's still in with the doctor." Jeff turned away from her. He couldn't even look at her.
"Jeff about what Matt said tonight..." Lita started to say.
"It's true." He said looking at the wall. He'd give her that. But he couldn't tell her everything.
"Why? Why did you write that?" Lita demanded.
"I don't know." Jeff said hoping that sounded right. He wasn't even sure why he wrote it. Jealousy? Who knows? But it paled in comparison to what he was afraid to tell her. Or to tell his own brother.
"Jeff were you aiming for Rosie or Matt?"
This time he looked her straight in the eye. This he could tell her. "Rosie."
"Great job Jeff!" Someone called from the emergency room entrance. Oh God not now! Jeff thought as he turned to look at his boss. "You will get to keep your job."
"What?" Lita demanded turning to Jeff. "You did that on purpose?"
"No! Rosie wasn't supposed to move! I never planned to hit Matt with the fireball." Lita slapped him before turning and walking away quickly.
Eric had a smirk on his face. It took all of Jeff's resolve not to punch him. Right now he wanted to punch himself.
Sell Out
Jeff Hardy paced the hospital hallway. He couldn't get the sound of his brother's wails out of his head. He saw Lita walk into the hospital and looked down. How could he tell her? She'd be one of the very last people to understand.
"How's Matt?" Lita asked coming up to him.
"I don't know. He's still in with the doctor." Jeff turned away from her. He couldn't even look at her.
"Jeff about what Matt said tonight..." Lita started to say.
"It's true." He said looking at the wall. He'd give her that. But he couldn't tell her everything.
"Why? Why did you write that?" Lita demanded.
"I don't know." Jeff said hoping that sounded right. He wasn't even sure why he wrote it. Jealousy? Who knows? But it paled in comparison to what he was afraid to tell her. Or to tell his own brother.
"Jeff were you aiming for Rosie or Matt?"
This time he looked her straight in the eye. This he could tell her. "Rosie."
"Great job Jeff!" Someone called from the emergency room entrance. Oh God not now! Jeff thought as he turned to look at his boss. "You will get to keep your job."
"What?" Lita demanded turning to Jeff. "You did that on purpose?"
"No! Rosie wasn't supposed to move! I never planned to hit Matt with the fireball." Lita slapped him before turning and walking away quickly.
Eric had a smirk on his face. It took all of Jeff's resolve not to punch him. Right now he wanted to punch himself.