Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, y'all. I really appreciate them. I
really love coming home and seeing some reviews for me to read. I have no
clue how long this story is going to be, but I think it'll be ending
sometime in the near, near future, but I don't know. Oh, and if you are a
Sabu fan or a RVD fan, go check out the newest story about them, I can't
remember what it's called, but I am the only one who has been reviewing and
I feel real bad.
As for everything I haven't explained about; I did that for a reason so that I can work it in to other chapters. Don't doubt me, people, I know what I am doing, I'm not that stupid! I am trying to make the chapters long, but I'm getting back in to my regular routine training and that adds to the pain I normally feel after training. And I don't want to cut the story short.
As for the flashback in chapter seven, if you remember in chapter six, that happened.
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Title: Undisputed chapter eight Author: Hearts Desire Chapter Rating: R for references to RAPE, LANGUAGE, and ADULT CONTENT. If you do not like to read these things, skip this chapter.
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Shannon blinked a couple of times in to th edark room, but everything was still hazy. He couldn't make out anything. He couldn't hear anything. He couldn't feel anything. He groaned lightly and shut his eyes again tightly, slipping back in to sleep. A few minutes later, he opened them again to the feeling of harsh pain and hands running over him. He still couldn't see since the room was so dark, but he could feel and it hurt like hell. Like ... someone was hacking away at his body and tearing him in half.
He could feel a pair of hands at his slightly numb hips and occasionally running over his chest. His head was still pounding and he felt hazy, but he was slowly slipping down from the massive amount of drugs in his system. He suddenly snapped awake, his eyes wide open to see Matt above him. Or, at least he thought it was Matt in the darkness. He found his voice and twisted to get away. A heavy hand, though came down across his mouth, cutting off his screams.
His breathing got ragged and he could feel the hot tears running down his face. He didn;t really know what was happening, but he knew that he didn't want a part of it. Then, something snapped in his mind. That was a rape! HE was being raped! He struggled against his assailant, but he couldn't get away. It wasn't until Shannon felt his concious slipping again that he felt like he could get away.
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Jeff stared at the phone again. He had done it since he had gotten back to his house from Shannon's. Finally, he just picked it up and dialed the number, He wasn't going to let Shannon get away from him that easy and if anyone knew what Shannon might be thinking, it was Shane. He listened to it ring, almost hanging up more times that he had expected. Finally, Shane's groggy voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Shane. It's Jeff. Sorry I'm calling so early, but I have-"
"Jeff, do you realize that it is 4-thirty in the morning?" Shane asked aggitatedly.
"I know. I said I was sorry, but something is going on with Shannon and I thought you might have an idea about what it is."
"Why would you think that?"
"Because, you're his boyfriend, I figured that you-"
"Jeff, I'm not dating Shannon." Shane cut in.
"What?"
"I'm not dating Shannon." Shane repeated, "We haven't been together for a couple of months now. I haven't even seen him lately."
Jeff was quiet on the other end of the phone line. "Didn't he tell you?" he asked.
"N-no." Jeff stammered back, "He's been acting real strange around me. Oh shit."
"What?"
"Shane, I gotta go."
"What's wrong?"
"I-I just gotta go. I'll try and call you later. Bye."
Jeff quickly hung up the phone and put his coat and shoes back on. He took his keys and immediately drove back over to Shannon's house. He was just getting there when a dark vehicle left the drive. This only caused Jeff's stomach to tighten even more. He was getting even more nervous than ever before. He quickly slammed on the deck when he got their, narrowly avoiding slamming his head against the stearing wheel.
Getting out as fast as he could, Jeff ran up to the door. He jerked the handle, finding it finally unlocked for him. he stormed in, looking around. He didn't even know why, there was something that told him to go straight to the bedroom and forget wasting his time. There was a nagging presence that told him that he had better hurry his ass up.
He pushed his way in to the bedroom and immediatly panicked. He turned the light on and gasped harshly, heading to the bed where the small blonde figure was curled up in to himself on top of the sheets. There was blood splattered lightly on the pale white and black spotted sheets. Jeff made his way over, but quietly so he wouldn't scare the blonde any more.
"Shann?"
The smaller man winced and cried out slightly, curling into an even tighter ball. Jeff covered his mouth before moving the hand quickly; trying to stay as strong as possible even though terror was pulling at his mind.
"Shannon, are you okay?"
Shannon whimpered even more. Jeff sat on the bed quietly, carefully running his placing a hand on Shannon's shoulder. Shannon yelped and flipped over to her other side, hugging the pillow tightly. Jeff looked around the room in thought and decided to go in to the kitchen to clean things up.
"Shannon, It's Jeff. I'm going to help you out. I'm going to clean things up, okay?"
Shannon didn't answer, but just as Jeff was about to leave the room, shutting off the light, he snapped out of his trance-like state and sat up quick. His breathing was ragged and he looked around fast, trying to find his intruder.
"Who's there?" he asked.
Jeff flinched at the scared tone of Shannon's voice and flipped the switch back on. "It's only me, Shann. It's okay."
Shannon's eyes went wide and he followed every move that Jeff made as he headed over to sit on teh bed.
"Are you okay, Shann?"
"Get awat from me, Jeff. Get away!"
"What's wrong, Shann? Are you okay/ What happened?"
Shannon winced again as Jeff reached out to put another hand on his shoulder. he flinched back, hitting his head on the bedframe.
"Weren't you just here? You hurt me! Get away!"
Jeff was about to reply, but it suddenly hit him. Matt had been here.
"Shannon, can you listen to me real fast?"
Shannon looked away from Jeff's eyes. He wanted to believe the man in front of him, but there was something in his mind that wanted to tell him that it was Jeff, not Matt that had been here earlier. He blinked repeatedly, wincing back until something flashed in his eyes. It was earlier ... the dark figure that was above him. The harsh pain that snapped through his body. The evil growling he had heard, even through his drugged stated. The dark eyes that bore in to his and the hard hands against his body ... they HAD been Matt's.
He suddenly quit trying to fight the younger Hardy. His eyes widened again and filled with tears. He thrust himself forward in to Jeff's arms and started sobbing on his shoulder. Jeff could feel himself wanting to cry, but didn't and settled for rubbing Shannon's back soothingly.
"What happened, Shannon?"
Shannon sniffled. "I don't KNOW, Jeff! I don't know."
"Shann, it's okay. Shh, calm down. Here, do you want to get cleaned up?"
Shannon bit his lip, tightening his weak hold against Jeff. "I'm scared, Jeff. It was Matt. He was here. At least I think it was. I-I don't know what to do!"
"Calm down, baby. It's okay."
Jeff mentally slapped himself. //That's it, Hardy, push in on your own best friend in his most vulnerable state!// he thought.
Shannon cried a bit longer before pulling himself together. "Jeff, I don't know what to do ..."
"Shannon, listen to me, okay? Listen to me. It'll be okay. Now, I don't know what happened, but I am going to take you to the hospital, okay? Okay? We need to get you some help."
Shannon shuddered and pulled away from Jeff, "No. No!"
"Shh."
Shannon tried to get up, but his head swam and he sunk back down. He could feel his eyes roll and his tomach clench.
"Jeff .. "
"Yeah?"
"I'm gonna be sick."
"Come on."
Jeff quickly helped Shannon to his feet and in to the bathroom. He held Shannon's hair back from his face as he retched in to the porcelien toilet bowl. By the time Shannon was done getting sick, Jeff was furious. It had to have been Matt who was here earlier. Shannon sighed and leaned back against Jeff's chest before flinching back forwards again.
"Shannon, you've gotta tell me what happened."
"No, Jeff."
"Shannon, please. I'm your best friend, you can trust me!"
Shannon flinched again at the tone of Jeff's voice.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Shann." Jeff apologized quickly, "But we have got to get you some help.It's just precaution. Please?"
Shannon was too tired to protest and allowed Jeff to pick him up and lead him to the car.
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A/N- I'm sorry if that was short, or sucked, or was bad, or anything. It's hard to write and I'm sorry. The next chapters should be a lot easier for me.
As for everything I haven't explained about; I did that for a reason so that I can work it in to other chapters. Don't doubt me, people, I know what I am doing, I'm not that stupid! I am trying to make the chapters long, but I'm getting back in to my regular routine training and that adds to the pain I normally feel after training. And I don't want to cut the story short.
As for the flashback in chapter seven, if you remember in chapter six, that happened.
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Title: Undisputed chapter eight Author: Hearts Desire Chapter Rating: R for references to RAPE, LANGUAGE, and ADULT CONTENT. If you do not like to read these things, skip this chapter.
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Shannon blinked a couple of times in to th edark room, but everything was still hazy. He couldn't make out anything. He couldn't hear anything. He couldn't feel anything. He groaned lightly and shut his eyes again tightly, slipping back in to sleep. A few minutes later, he opened them again to the feeling of harsh pain and hands running over him. He still couldn't see since the room was so dark, but he could feel and it hurt like hell. Like ... someone was hacking away at his body and tearing him in half.
He could feel a pair of hands at his slightly numb hips and occasionally running over his chest. His head was still pounding and he felt hazy, but he was slowly slipping down from the massive amount of drugs in his system. He suddenly snapped awake, his eyes wide open to see Matt above him. Or, at least he thought it was Matt in the darkness. He found his voice and twisted to get away. A heavy hand, though came down across his mouth, cutting off his screams.
His breathing got ragged and he could feel the hot tears running down his face. He didn;t really know what was happening, but he knew that he didn't want a part of it. Then, something snapped in his mind. That was a rape! HE was being raped! He struggled against his assailant, but he couldn't get away. It wasn't until Shannon felt his concious slipping again that he felt like he could get away.
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Jeff stared at the phone again. He had done it since he had gotten back to his house from Shannon's. Finally, he just picked it up and dialed the number, He wasn't going to let Shannon get away from him that easy and if anyone knew what Shannon might be thinking, it was Shane. He listened to it ring, almost hanging up more times that he had expected. Finally, Shane's groggy voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Shane. It's Jeff. Sorry I'm calling so early, but I have-"
"Jeff, do you realize that it is 4-thirty in the morning?" Shane asked aggitatedly.
"I know. I said I was sorry, but something is going on with Shannon and I thought you might have an idea about what it is."
"Why would you think that?"
"Because, you're his boyfriend, I figured that you-"
"Jeff, I'm not dating Shannon." Shane cut in.
"What?"
"I'm not dating Shannon." Shane repeated, "We haven't been together for a couple of months now. I haven't even seen him lately."
Jeff was quiet on the other end of the phone line. "Didn't he tell you?" he asked.
"N-no." Jeff stammered back, "He's been acting real strange around me. Oh shit."
"What?"
"Shane, I gotta go."
"What's wrong?"
"I-I just gotta go. I'll try and call you later. Bye."
Jeff quickly hung up the phone and put his coat and shoes back on. He took his keys and immediately drove back over to Shannon's house. He was just getting there when a dark vehicle left the drive. This only caused Jeff's stomach to tighten even more. He was getting even more nervous than ever before. He quickly slammed on the deck when he got their, narrowly avoiding slamming his head against the stearing wheel.
Getting out as fast as he could, Jeff ran up to the door. He jerked the handle, finding it finally unlocked for him. he stormed in, looking around. He didn't even know why, there was something that told him to go straight to the bedroom and forget wasting his time. There was a nagging presence that told him that he had better hurry his ass up.
He pushed his way in to the bedroom and immediatly panicked. He turned the light on and gasped harshly, heading to the bed where the small blonde figure was curled up in to himself on top of the sheets. There was blood splattered lightly on the pale white and black spotted sheets. Jeff made his way over, but quietly so he wouldn't scare the blonde any more.
"Shann?"
The smaller man winced and cried out slightly, curling into an even tighter ball. Jeff covered his mouth before moving the hand quickly; trying to stay as strong as possible even though terror was pulling at his mind.
"Shannon, are you okay?"
Shannon whimpered even more. Jeff sat on the bed quietly, carefully running his placing a hand on Shannon's shoulder. Shannon yelped and flipped over to her other side, hugging the pillow tightly. Jeff looked around the room in thought and decided to go in to the kitchen to clean things up.
"Shannon, It's Jeff. I'm going to help you out. I'm going to clean things up, okay?"
Shannon didn't answer, but just as Jeff was about to leave the room, shutting off the light, he snapped out of his trance-like state and sat up quick. His breathing was ragged and he looked around fast, trying to find his intruder.
"Who's there?" he asked.
Jeff flinched at the scared tone of Shannon's voice and flipped the switch back on. "It's only me, Shann. It's okay."
Shannon's eyes went wide and he followed every move that Jeff made as he headed over to sit on teh bed.
"Are you okay, Shann?"
"Get awat from me, Jeff. Get away!"
"What's wrong, Shann? Are you okay/ What happened?"
Shannon winced again as Jeff reached out to put another hand on his shoulder. he flinched back, hitting his head on the bedframe.
"Weren't you just here? You hurt me! Get away!"
Jeff was about to reply, but it suddenly hit him. Matt had been here.
"Shannon, can you listen to me real fast?"
Shannon looked away from Jeff's eyes. He wanted to believe the man in front of him, but there was something in his mind that wanted to tell him that it was Jeff, not Matt that had been here earlier. He blinked repeatedly, wincing back until something flashed in his eyes. It was earlier ... the dark figure that was above him. The harsh pain that snapped through his body. The evil growling he had heard, even through his drugged stated. The dark eyes that bore in to his and the hard hands against his body ... they HAD been Matt's.
He suddenly quit trying to fight the younger Hardy. His eyes widened again and filled with tears. He thrust himself forward in to Jeff's arms and started sobbing on his shoulder. Jeff could feel himself wanting to cry, but didn't and settled for rubbing Shannon's back soothingly.
"What happened, Shannon?"
Shannon sniffled. "I don't KNOW, Jeff! I don't know."
"Shann, it's okay. Shh, calm down. Here, do you want to get cleaned up?"
Shannon bit his lip, tightening his weak hold against Jeff. "I'm scared, Jeff. It was Matt. He was here. At least I think it was. I-I don't know what to do!"
"Calm down, baby. It's okay."
Jeff mentally slapped himself. //That's it, Hardy, push in on your own best friend in his most vulnerable state!// he thought.
Shannon cried a bit longer before pulling himself together. "Jeff, I don't know what to do ..."
"Shannon, listen to me, okay? Listen to me. It'll be okay. Now, I don't know what happened, but I am going to take you to the hospital, okay? Okay? We need to get you some help."
Shannon shuddered and pulled away from Jeff, "No. No!"
"Shh."
Shannon tried to get up, but his head swam and he sunk back down. He could feel his eyes roll and his tomach clench.
"Jeff .. "
"Yeah?"
"I'm gonna be sick."
"Come on."
Jeff quickly helped Shannon to his feet and in to the bathroom. He held Shannon's hair back from his face as he retched in to the porcelien toilet bowl. By the time Shannon was done getting sick, Jeff was furious. It had to have been Matt who was here earlier. Shannon sighed and leaned back against Jeff's chest before flinching back forwards again.
"Shannon, you've gotta tell me what happened."
"No, Jeff."
"Shannon, please. I'm your best friend, you can trust me!"
Shannon flinched again at the tone of Jeff's voice.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Shann." Jeff apologized quickly, "But we have got to get you some help.It's just precaution. Please?"
Shannon was too tired to protest and allowed Jeff to pick him up and lead him to the car.
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A/N- I'm sorry if that was short, or sucked, or was bad, or anything. It's hard to write and I'm sorry. The next chapters should be a lot easier for me.