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He didn't know where he was. In fact, he didn't know several things, it was as if his mind was an incomplete jigsaw waiting to be completed. He turned over, the sheets rusting about him. He opened his eyes, he was in a bed? How did he get into a bed?
"Amy, maybe you can help me because...." he began as he turned to her side of the bed
But she wasn't lying there, he was in a double bed alone. Now he was really confused, he and Amy always shared a bed when they were on the road, in some of the so-called hotels they stayed in they needed the extra body heat. This was a hotel right? He looked to his left and could vaguely make out a table lamp in the thick greyness and so switched it on. The room flooded with yellow shaded light, causing him to suck in his breath sharply and shade his eyes. He blinked, looking around the room. It was a hotel, the walls were light green with a few random framed pictures on the walls. The furnishings were matching and bright and his bags as well as Amy's were dumped on the carpet by the dressing table, some things spilling out through the openings.
As Matt took all this in, his eyes finally rested on the sofa almost opposite him. Or more accurately, the figure lying on it. She lay with her back to him, her red hair tumbling down onto the white blanket she was wrapped up in. Matt looked at her in disbelief, why were they sleeping separately and why couldn't he remember? The last thing he remembered was Amy giving him a lift on that motorbike, she stopped suddenly and then.....
"She threw me off!!" he suddenly said
Anger flooded into his veins, she had thrown him off the bike. No wonder his head hurt so much, pain was becoming more apparent in his body as he moved about. Before he could begin to try to work it all out, there was a sharp knock at the door. He got up, noticing that he was wearing his boxers and quickly pulling a t-shirt off the floor and over his head. He opened the door to find a trolley there with a smiling expectant waiter standing there, pristine and shiny.
"Good morning sir, hope you had a good night's sleep, here is the breakfast your friend ordered last night, enjoy" the waiter said pleasantly
"Um...thanks, I think" replied Matt confused as the waiter glided away
Matt pulled the trolley into the room and discovered under covered plates toast, sausages, bacon and eggs as well as a pot of steaming coffee and a jug of fresh fruit juice. He began putting a selection onto a plate and was just pouring a glass of juice when he heard a moan. Amy was stirring under her blanket and turned over, opening her eyes.
"Hey, how you doing?" asked Matt, attempting cheerful tentatively
"Fine" snapped Amy,
"Want some breakfast Amy?" he tried again, holding out the plate
That made her take notice. She sat up, looking at him cautiously. He looked back at her, shrugging.
"Why are looking at me like that?" he asked
"You know my name?" she said carefully as she disentangled herself from the blanket
"Sure, why wouldn't I?"
"Last night you didn't, you confused me again with Jezebel" said Amy, trying not to sound hurt
"I did what? Amy I can't remember anything after you threw me off the bike"
"That wasn't me you moron, that was Jezebel"
"No way, the rider had hazel eyes for one thing and no scars"
"And Eternal can make you think what Jezebel wants you to" fired back Amy crossing her arms defiantly across her chest
Matt put the plate down heavily as he took this in. It could be true, it was possible, it probably did happen. It explained why he was thrown off the bike for one thing.
"But why can't I remember anything else that happened?"
"You probably took a hard knock to the head"
"How did you find me anyhow?"
"Well when Sara and Trish got Mark to the car; he was out cold you see, we drove off back to the hotel and found you at the side of the road by which time Mark had woken up"
Amy stopped speaking, seeming unwilling to go on. Matt saw her jaw tighten and knew it was something he'd probably said or done to make her like this. He sighed, took a sip of juice and looked at her
"What did I do Ames?" he said calmly
"Why do you think it's something you've done?" she asked casually
"It's obvious so tell me"
"Well, you kissed her for one" said Amy, turning away "again"
Matt's jaw dropped at this. He put his glass down and went to her side. When he tried to put his arm around her, she flinched and shrugged him off. He sighed
"Look Ames, I don't remember anything after the whole bike thing, I'm sorry but she looked a heck of a lot like you"
"So people keep telling me" muttered Amy
"But I love you, not her, we've got to fight her together because this, this division is what she wants, it's what she aims for"
Amy sighed and lay back against him. Matt smiled at her touch, it felt so good to be able to put his arms around her again. She nestled against him, her hard collar felt very weird against his chest.
"So what else did I miss?" he asked after a few minutes silence
Amy was about to answer when she caught sight of the hotel clock. She gasped and tried to sit up but couldn't, Matt quickly but gently pushed her up into a sitting position. Amy coloured slightly, feeling more then a little embarrassed at how feeble she was. She took a moment to compose herself before beginning to speak
"We have to meet the others at the arena, I'll tell you the rest on the way"
*
"Man, this arm is killing me" growled Mark, rubbing the sore area with a bandaged hand
"Will you quit complaining and stop touching it, the stitches'll stay in for a while yet" scolded Sara as they walked up the steps to the arena
"Hey you're my wife not my mother ok?" said Mark gruffly
Sara held her hands up not saying anything but remained smiling as she held the door open for him which he ungraciously accepted. They walked side by side, greeting people as they passed them. Mark said few words, leaving the greetings up to Sara. He picked up a piece of paper from a stack with his good hand and scanned it quickly.
"Light match thank God" he muttered, handing the paper to Sara
"Good, maybe it'll stop you complaining like a toddler, come on lets go find the others" Sara walked on without giving him a chance to retort
"She's good" he said under his breath
*
Jeff looked down the corridor uncertainly, he wasn't totally sure what to do. Trish peered around him, equally nervous. How were they supposed to behave when they saw Eternal or Reckless or rather Stacy or Rob? Trish squeezed his hand
"Lets go" she said softly
Jeff nodded, keeping hold of her hand. As they walked side by side, trying to keep smiling, they heard a voice hail Jeff. Quickly, they dropped hands, not looking at each other.
"Hey Hardy, gonna come out tonight?"
It was Jay, calling from the open doorway of a locker room. He was dressed in his ring attire and smiling encouragingly at them. Jeff smiled genuinely, it was good to see a friendly face.
"Uh don't think so Jay, got some things to catch up on"
"Oh come on, you never miss out on an opportunity to come party" protested Jay before yelling back into the locker room "hey Rob come convince this loser to come party with us"
His words froze their hearts. They turned terrified to each other, looking for ideas, support, something. Before they could talk to each other, Rob appeared at the door, in dark sweat pants and an RVD t-shirt, smiling as usual. There were no traces of Reckless, except perhaps a swelling on his head and a small plaster on his hand.
"Hey dudes! Yeah come party with us, it'll be a real rumble" he enthused
It was the last word that worried them. This time it was Trish who answered.
"No thanks, we've got plans, Jeff's taking me out"
"Oh it's like that huh?" smirked Jay, overly-knowingly "well far be it from me to get in the way of cupid, come on Rob lets go get ready for our match"
Jeff turned to Trish smiling slightly
"I'm taking you out tonight?"
"Well maybe not tonight, but some other time maybe" she said, her eyes hopeful
"Maybe" he agreed
They smiled again at each other, joined hands again and walked off down the corridor.
*
"Did you get that way weird message from Vince?" asked Matt
Jeff nodded, rolling the cuff of his bright orange shirt up to his left elbow before doing the same to the right one. They'd just met with Sara and Mark and had decided that they'd have to act as normal since that was what Eternal and Reckless were doing, they'd have to wait for her to strike, something Mark hated doing; it made him feel powerless. But that was what they decided to do. Jeff pulled the piece of paper out of his black jeans pocket.
"Sure did man, he wants to talk to you me and Amy before the show, in a few minutes in fact"
"Yeah, Amy left me with you so that you wouldn't be late"
"Like that would happen"
"Oh it's happened bro, it's happened"
Jeff smiled suddenly, looking at his brother laughing as he tied a shoe lace. It was amazing to watch him move and speak, laugh, just enjoying life after all they'd been through. He hadn't been himself when Amy had emerged from the darkness of the night with him beside her. He'd been bumbling and dopey as though he was in a dream world which was what he had been.
"It's good to have you back bro, you know that?" Jeff said suddenly
"Yeah, I know, the loss of my company was tragic"
"I mean it, I missed you"
Matt looked at his baby brother who sat backwards on the chair, leaning on the table in front of him with crossed arms, his chin resting on top. Jeff was looking at him, his eyes full of expressive genuine love and emotion, everything he felt in one look. For a few moments, Matt was speechless
"Thanks bro, I missed you too"
With a secret handshake that only they would understand and a smile, they disappeared from the room together.
*
"Thank you gentleman for coming to this meeting on such short notice" said Vince, his hands clasped on the table "but I felt it was important"
Matt nodded, he sat with an arm around Amy's shoulders while Jeff sat alone, his fingers fiddling with the brilliant silver buttons on his shirt. He could never properly keep still, his mind was always working
"I believe the time is right to bring in a new superstar and she's going to be used in an angle with you so I thought it was best she was introduced to you today" continued Vince
"What sort of angle would that be?" asked Jeff
"We'll see how the crowd react and what ideas the writers come up with and take it from there" answered Vince, refusing to answer the question directly
There was a knock at the door and Vince got up to answer it. Matt took his opportunity to look at his brother incredulously
"Kind of short notice huh?" he hissed
"Oh yeah" replied Jeff
Amy remained silent, deciding to see who it was first. She had learnt many things from working with Vince and one was that as they boss, he had the final say. She lightly nudged Matt in the ribs
"Wait until we've met them first" she whispered
"Yes ma'am" he teased
Before she could retort Vince walked back to the table, a beaming smile on his face
"Yes I really believe that this could work" he said almost half to himself "anyway, I'd like you to meet her, Matt, Jeff and Amy, this is Jenny"
A figure walked into the room, smiling. She was at ease and confident, looking beautiful. She reached out a hand and shook Jeff's shaking hand firmly. They were speechless
"Pleased to meet you" she said cheerily "looking forward to working with you"
It was Jezebel.
Read, enjoy, review! Thanks to the peeps who take time to do just that, makes me feel like I'm doing something right though I got no reviews for my last chapter - what's happened to you people eh? Please review, I love to read them!! Lol, anyway, enjoy!
He didn't know where he was. In fact, he didn't know several things, it was as if his mind was an incomplete jigsaw waiting to be completed. He turned over, the sheets rusting about him. He opened his eyes, he was in a bed? How did he get into a bed?
"Amy, maybe you can help me because...." he began as he turned to her side of the bed
But she wasn't lying there, he was in a double bed alone. Now he was really confused, he and Amy always shared a bed when they were on the road, in some of the so-called hotels they stayed in they needed the extra body heat. This was a hotel right? He looked to his left and could vaguely make out a table lamp in the thick greyness and so switched it on. The room flooded with yellow shaded light, causing him to suck in his breath sharply and shade his eyes. He blinked, looking around the room. It was a hotel, the walls were light green with a few random framed pictures on the walls. The furnishings were matching and bright and his bags as well as Amy's were dumped on the carpet by the dressing table, some things spilling out through the openings.
As Matt took all this in, his eyes finally rested on the sofa almost opposite him. Or more accurately, the figure lying on it. She lay with her back to him, her red hair tumbling down onto the white blanket she was wrapped up in. Matt looked at her in disbelief, why were they sleeping separately and why couldn't he remember? The last thing he remembered was Amy giving him a lift on that motorbike, she stopped suddenly and then.....
"She threw me off!!" he suddenly said
Anger flooded into his veins, she had thrown him off the bike. No wonder his head hurt so much, pain was becoming more apparent in his body as he moved about. Before he could begin to try to work it all out, there was a sharp knock at the door. He got up, noticing that he was wearing his boxers and quickly pulling a t-shirt off the floor and over his head. He opened the door to find a trolley there with a smiling expectant waiter standing there, pristine and shiny.
"Good morning sir, hope you had a good night's sleep, here is the breakfast your friend ordered last night, enjoy" the waiter said pleasantly
"Um...thanks, I think" replied Matt confused as the waiter glided away
Matt pulled the trolley into the room and discovered under covered plates toast, sausages, bacon and eggs as well as a pot of steaming coffee and a jug of fresh fruit juice. He began putting a selection onto a plate and was just pouring a glass of juice when he heard a moan. Amy was stirring under her blanket and turned over, opening her eyes.
"Hey, how you doing?" asked Matt, attempting cheerful tentatively
"Fine" snapped Amy,
"Want some breakfast Amy?" he tried again, holding out the plate
That made her take notice. She sat up, looking at him cautiously. He looked back at her, shrugging.
"Why are looking at me like that?" he asked
"You know my name?" she said carefully as she disentangled herself from the blanket
"Sure, why wouldn't I?"
"Last night you didn't, you confused me again with Jezebel" said Amy, trying not to sound hurt
"I did what? Amy I can't remember anything after you threw me off the bike"
"That wasn't me you moron, that was Jezebel"
"No way, the rider had hazel eyes for one thing and no scars"
"And Eternal can make you think what Jezebel wants you to" fired back Amy crossing her arms defiantly across her chest
Matt put the plate down heavily as he took this in. It could be true, it was possible, it probably did happen. It explained why he was thrown off the bike for one thing.
"But why can't I remember anything else that happened?"
"You probably took a hard knock to the head"
"How did you find me anyhow?"
"Well when Sara and Trish got Mark to the car; he was out cold you see, we drove off back to the hotel and found you at the side of the road by which time Mark had woken up"
Amy stopped speaking, seeming unwilling to go on. Matt saw her jaw tighten and knew it was something he'd probably said or done to make her like this. He sighed, took a sip of juice and looked at her
"What did I do Ames?" he said calmly
"Why do you think it's something you've done?" she asked casually
"It's obvious so tell me"
"Well, you kissed her for one" said Amy, turning away "again"
Matt's jaw dropped at this. He put his glass down and went to her side. When he tried to put his arm around her, she flinched and shrugged him off. He sighed
"Look Ames, I don't remember anything after the whole bike thing, I'm sorry but she looked a heck of a lot like you"
"So people keep telling me" muttered Amy
"But I love you, not her, we've got to fight her together because this, this division is what she wants, it's what she aims for"
Amy sighed and lay back against him. Matt smiled at her touch, it felt so good to be able to put his arms around her again. She nestled against him, her hard collar felt very weird against his chest.
"So what else did I miss?" he asked after a few minutes silence
Amy was about to answer when she caught sight of the hotel clock. She gasped and tried to sit up but couldn't, Matt quickly but gently pushed her up into a sitting position. Amy coloured slightly, feeling more then a little embarrassed at how feeble she was. She took a moment to compose herself before beginning to speak
"We have to meet the others at the arena, I'll tell you the rest on the way"
*
"Man, this arm is killing me" growled Mark, rubbing the sore area with a bandaged hand
"Will you quit complaining and stop touching it, the stitches'll stay in for a while yet" scolded Sara as they walked up the steps to the arena
"Hey you're my wife not my mother ok?" said Mark gruffly
Sara held her hands up not saying anything but remained smiling as she held the door open for him which he ungraciously accepted. They walked side by side, greeting people as they passed them. Mark said few words, leaving the greetings up to Sara. He picked up a piece of paper from a stack with his good hand and scanned it quickly.
"Light match thank God" he muttered, handing the paper to Sara
"Good, maybe it'll stop you complaining like a toddler, come on lets go find the others" Sara walked on without giving him a chance to retort
"She's good" he said under his breath
*
Jeff looked down the corridor uncertainly, he wasn't totally sure what to do. Trish peered around him, equally nervous. How were they supposed to behave when they saw Eternal or Reckless or rather Stacy or Rob? Trish squeezed his hand
"Lets go" she said softly
Jeff nodded, keeping hold of her hand. As they walked side by side, trying to keep smiling, they heard a voice hail Jeff. Quickly, they dropped hands, not looking at each other.
"Hey Hardy, gonna come out tonight?"
It was Jay, calling from the open doorway of a locker room. He was dressed in his ring attire and smiling encouragingly at them. Jeff smiled genuinely, it was good to see a friendly face.
"Uh don't think so Jay, got some things to catch up on"
"Oh come on, you never miss out on an opportunity to come party" protested Jay before yelling back into the locker room "hey Rob come convince this loser to come party with us"
His words froze their hearts. They turned terrified to each other, looking for ideas, support, something. Before they could talk to each other, Rob appeared at the door, in dark sweat pants and an RVD t-shirt, smiling as usual. There were no traces of Reckless, except perhaps a swelling on his head and a small plaster on his hand.
"Hey dudes! Yeah come party with us, it'll be a real rumble" he enthused
It was the last word that worried them. This time it was Trish who answered.
"No thanks, we've got plans, Jeff's taking me out"
"Oh it's like that huh?" smirked Jay, overly-knowingly "well far be it from me to get in the way of cupid, come on Rob lets go get ready for our match"
Jeff turned to Trish smiling slightly
"I'm taking you out tonight?"
"Well maybe not tonight, but some other time maybe" she said, her eyes hopeful
"Maybe" he agreed
They smiled again at each other, joined hands again and walked off down the corridor.
*
"Did you get that way weird message from Vince?" asked Matt
Jeff nodded, rolling the cuff of his bright orange shirt up to his left elbow before doing the same to the right one. They'd just met with Sara and Mark and had decided that they'd have to act as normal since that was what Eternal and Reckless were doing, they'd have to wait for her to strike, something Mark hated doing; it made him feel powerless. But that was what they decided to do. Jeff pulled the piece of paper out of his black jeans pocket.
"Sure did man, he wants to talk to you me and Amy before the show, in a few minutes in fact"
"Yeah, Amy left me with you so that you wouldn't be late"
"Like that would happen"
"Oh it's happened bro, it's happened"
Jeff smiled suddenly, looking at his brother laughing as he tied a shoe lace. It was amazing to watch him move and speak, laugh, just enjoying life after all they'd been through. He hadn't been himself when Amy had emerged from the darkness of the night with him beside her. He'd been bumbling and dopey as though he was in a dream world which was what he had been.
"It's good to have you back bro, you know that?" Jeff said suddenly
"Yeah, I know, the loss of my company was tragic"
"I mean it, I missed you"
Matt looked at his baby brother who sat backwards on the chair, leaning on the table in front of him with crossed arms, his chin resting on top. Jeff was looking at him, his eyes full of expressive genuine love and emotion, everything he felt in one look. For a few moments, Matt was speechless
"Thanks bro, I missed you too"
With a secret handshake that only they would understand and a smile, they disappeared from the room together.
*
"Thank you gentleman for coming to this meeting on such short notice" said Vince, his hands clasped on the table "but I felt it was important"
Matt nodded, he sat with an arm around Amy's shoulders while Jeff sat alone, his fingers fiddling with the brilliant silver buttons on his shirt. He could never properly keep still, his mind was always working
"I believe the time is right to bring in a new superstar and she's going to be used in an angle with you so I thought it was best she was introduced to you today" continued Vince
"What sort of angle would that be?" asked Jeff
"We'll see how the crowd react and what ideas the writers come up with and take it from there" answered Vince, refusing to answer the question directly
There was a knock at the door and Vince got up to answer it. Matt took his opportunity to look at his brother incredulously
"Kind of short notice huh?" he hissed
"Oh yeah" replied Jeff
Amy remained silent, deciding to see who it was first. She had learnt many things from working with Vince and one was that as they boss, he had the final say. She lightly nudged Matt in the ribs
"Wait until we've met them first" she whispered
"Yes ma'am" he teased
Before she could retort Vince walked back to the table, a beaming smile on his face
"Yes I really believe that this could work" he said almost half to himself "anyway, I'd like you to meet her, Matt, Jeff and Amy, this is Jenny"
A figure walked into the room, smiling. She was at ease and confident, looking beautiful. She reached out a hand and shook Jeff's shaking hand firmly. They were speechless
"Pleased to meet you" she said cheerily "looking forward to working with you"
It was Jezebel.
Read, enjoy, review! Thanks to the peeps who take time to do just that, makes me feel like I'm doing something right though I got no reviews for my last chapter - what's happened to you people eh? Please review, I love to read them!! Lol, anyway, enjoy!
