Author's Note: So sorry guys!! Something must have happened to the chapter
becasue it didn't post the whole thing. Here is the actual chapter. Sorry
again! here ya go!
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Title: Undisputed chapter ten repost
Author: Hearts Desire
Chapter Rating: PG-13 for language and slash
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Two long weeks had passed. Most people would think that Shannon would get better, more open, around people, but the truth was that everyone was wrong. It seemed like Shannon was getting worse. One moment he could be bright and chipper, but the next he could sink in to depression so bad that it scared the hell out of Jeff.
Luckily, Jeff had convinced Shannon to stay at his house instead of going to his house where he would be alone. Jeff had told Vince some-what the story that had happened; telling him that Shannon had been jumped outside a club and he was hurt and sick and Jeff didn't think that Shannon was stable enough to come back. So, they played out a storyline where the matches Shannon had just been in had him so hurt that he couldn't show at work.
Vince told Jeff that when Shannon was back up to working, that they would work him in. Vince was always very compassionate for his superstars, especially with everything that Shannon had gone through in the past year from friends to family dying. Jeff was extremely grateful for that, but he was beginning to get real worried about his friend.
He had even called the doctor since he said something about attitude changes and mood swings. Dr. Michaelsson, the hospital rape specialist, said that it was probably post-rape distress. He said to watch Shannon carefully and to take every swing, especially to sadness seriously but not to over-crowd.
All Jeff could do was take the words to heart and care for his friend.
He felt so horrible for Shannon. Though, part of him, the obsessive, school- boy type of him wanted to take in the situation and move in to get the one thing he always wanted ..... Shannon. But then, the other part of him put him to a halt. Taking advantage of Shannon's situation would sicken anyone and make him feel guilty probably for the rest of his life. Not only did Shannon trust him enough to stay with him, but he had never even shown signs of anything more than a friendship.
A strong friendship.
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Today was one of those bad days. The ones that made Jeff believe that there was something wrong more than just "post-rape distress". Jeff had to keep special eye on the blonde as he would frequently think that Shannon would do something serious.
At the moment, Shannon was curled in to a ball on the couch in the living room. He looked like he was sleeping, but the shaking of his shoulders led Jeff to believe that he was crying. He guessed it could be him crying in his sleep, but he headed over to Shannon anyways.
"Shannon? Are you okay?"
Shannon sniffled and nodded before looking up at Jeff and wiping his eyes.
"I made some pasta. It's in the kitchen if you want some."
Shannon shook his head. He hadn't been talking all day, communicating only by head or hand signals. Jeff had gotten used to this. Since the day at the hospital, Shannon had been mostly quiet.
"Shannon, you haven't eaten in days." Jeff lectured.
Shannon just moaned and waved Jeff off with a hand.
"Shann, you've lost twenty pounds, if not more. You really need to eat."
"Jeff, come on, man."
Jeff rolled his eyes. "Listen to me, Shannon. If you keep shedding pounds everyday, you are going to be out of a job. And a place to live."
Shannon's bright green eyes snapped in to focus on Jeff. Jeff could see the concern, but he had to be strict.
"I'm sorry, Shann, but I have to stay with this. I know it sounds harsh. But, I haven't seen you eat more than half a dinner roll between days. You'll get sick. Very sick. Now, I don't know about you, but I want to get back to work sooner than later. I need to get back on track. I need to get back to work and in the string of things. I can't be worrying about if I'm going to wake up one morning and find you dead of malnutrition or something on my couch."
Shannon gasped. "Jeff, it's not like I asked for this!"
"I know you didn't ask for this, Shannon. And I'm sorry to have to put this on you, but I have to put my foot down. I need the money right now Shannon. You know how bad things have been here with me. What wtih Matt skipping out and daddy taking a time out from working with his bad back and all. Shannon, I can't deal with sitting at home every day and watching you deteriorate in front of my eyes.
"I know that you can turn your life around, but if you don't do it soon, I'll have no choice but to have you stay with someone else who can afford and who has the time to watch over you until you are good enough to get back to the ring. I KNOW this is hard, but I'm afraid that you'll get really really sick if I leave you by yourself when you aren't back to getting to life. I don't want to leve you here sick, but I NEED the money."
Shannon ran a hand through his hair quickly and his chest rose and fell quickly as he tried not to cry. Unfortunatley his mind wasn't listening and the tears started falling down his face.
"Shannon ... Shannon, don't do this. Please, I didn't mean for it to seem like I don't want you here, cause I do, but you have to understand that I'm scared for you! I don't want you to end up in a hospital somewhere while I'm on the road or something like that."
Shannon looked Jeff in the eyes quickly and quickly headed in to the kitchen. He fixed himself a huge bowl of pasta and sat down at the table. Jeff followed Shannon in to the room and caught Shannon looking at him expectantly. Jeff took a bowl as well and filled up before taking a seat across from Shannon. Shannon filled his fork with a bundle of pasta, but just looked at it like it was supossed to do something.
"Don't tell me you forgot how to eat." Jeff joked.
Shannon looked up at Jeff and the sad look on his face cut Jeff off abruptly. There was no way that Jeff could continue laughing when his friend looked so pitiful.
Shannon sighed deeply before putting the fork in his mouth. He chewed slowly as if it tasted horrible, even though Jeff knew that he did. They always ate it when they were younger. Shannon coughed slightly, and was about to quite, but he looked up at Jeff and forced himself to continue.
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Jeff pulled his coat on and looked back at Shannon, who had curled up on the couch watching a movie on t.v.
"Shann, are you going to be okay while I'm out?" he asked.
Shannon nodded, "Have fun with Jay."
"Alright. But I'm calling in an hour to check in on you and I'll be home by ten."
"Jeff, you don't have to, I'm fine."
Jeff laughed slightly, "I'm still calling. I'll see you later."
Shannon waved backhandedly to Jeff and waited till he heard the car pull out of the driveway and down the street. He waited a few more minutes before getting up and heading in to the bathroom. His stomach had been hurting ever since he had forced himself to eat that pasta.
He retched his stomach and allowed himself to throw up everything inhis stomach until there was nothing left in there. He sighed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and getting up. He looked in the mirror and sighed again before heading back in to the living room.
No matter how much he tried, he couldn't keep his own food down. But, he would do anything to have Jeff on his side.
Title: Undisputed chapter ten repost
Author: Hearts Desire
Chapter Rating: PG-13 for language and slash
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Two long weeks had passed. Most people would think that Shannon would get better, more open, around people, but the truth was that everyone was wrong. It seemed like Shannon was getting worse. One moment he could be bright and chipper, but the next he could sink in to depression so bad that it scared the hell out of Jeff.
Luckily, Jeff had convinced Shannon to stay at his house instead of going to his house where he would be alone. Jeff had told Vince some-what the story that had happened; telling him that Shannon had been jumped outside a club and he was hurt and sick and Jeff didn't think that Shannon was stable enough to come back. So, they played out a storyline where the matches Shannon had just been in had him so hurt that he couldn't show at work.
Vince told Jeff that when Shannon was back up to working, that they would work him in. Vince was always very compassionate for his superstars, especially with everything that Shannon had gone through in the past year from friends to family dying. Jeff was extremely grateful for that, but he was beginning to get real worried about his friend.
He had even called the doctor since he said something about attitude changes and mood swings. Dr. Michaelsson, the hospital rape specialist, said that it was probably post-rape distress. He said to watch Shannon carefully and to take every swing, especially to sadness seriously but not to over-crowd.
All Jeff could do was take the words to heart and care for his friend.
He felt so horrible for Shannon. Though, part of him, the obsessive, school- boy type of him wanted to take in the situation and move in to get the one thing he always wanted ..... Shannon. But then, the other part of him put him to a halt. Taking advantage of Shannon's situation would sicken anyone and make him feel guilty probably for the rest of his life. Not only did Shannon trust him enough to stay with him, but he had never even shown signs of anything more than a friendship.
A strong friendship.
.
Today was one of those bad days. The ones that made Jeff believe that there was something wrong more than just "post-rape distress". Jeff had to keep special eye on the blonde as he would frequently think that Shannon would do something serious.
At the moment, Shannon was curled in to a ball on the couch in the living room. He looked like he was sleeping, but the shaking of his shoulders led Jeff to believe that he was crying. He guessed it could be him crying in his sleep, but he headed over to Shannon anyways.
"Shannon? Are you okay?"
Shannon sniffled and nodded before looking up at Jeff and wiping his eyes.
"I made some pasta. It's in the kitchen if you want some."
Shannon shook his head. He hadn't been talking all day, communicating only by head or hand signals. Jeff had gotten used to this. Since the day at the hospital, Shannon had been mostly quiet.
"Shannon, you haven't eaten in days." Jeff lectured.
Shannon just moaned and waved Jeff off with a hand.
"Shann, you've lost twenty pounds, if not more. You really need to eat."
"Jeff, come on, man."
Jeff rolled his eyes. "Listen to me, Shannon. If you keep shedding pounds everyday, you are going to be out of a job. And a place to live."
Shannon's bright green eyes snapped in to focus on Jeff. Jeff could see the concern, but he had to be strict.
"I'm sorry, Shann, but I have to stay with this. I know it sounds harsh. But, I haven't seen you eat more than half a dinner roll between days. You'll get sick. Very sick. Now, I don't know about you, but I want to get back to work sooner than later. I need to get back on track. I need to get back to work and in the string of things. I can't be worrying about if I'm going to wake up one morning and find you dead of malnutrition or something on my couch."
Shannon gasped. "Jeff, it's not like I asked for this!"
"I know you didn't ask for this, Shannon. And I'm sorry to have to put this on you, but I have to put my foot down. I need the money right now Shannon. You know how bad things have been here with me. What wtih Matt skipping out and daddy taking a time out from working with his bad back and all. Shannon, I can't deal with sitting at home every day and watching you deteriorate in front of my eyes.
"I know that you can turn your life around, but if you don't do it soon, I'll have no choice but to have you stay with someone else who can afford and who has the time to watch over you until you are good enough to get back to the ring. I KNOW this is hard, but I'm afraid that you'll get really really sick if I leave you by yourself when you aren't back to getting to life. I don't want to leve you here sick, but I NEED the money."
Shannon ran a hand through his hair quickly and his chest rose and fell quickly as he tried not to cry. Unfortunatley his mind wasn't listening and the tears started falling down his face.
"Shannon ... Shannon, don't do this. Please, I didn't mean for it to seem like I don't want you here, cause I do, but you have to understand that I'm scared for you! I don't want you to end up in a hospital somewhere while I'm on the road or something like that."
Shannon looked Jeff in the eyes quickly and quickly headed in to the kitchen. He fixed himself a huge bowl of pasta and sat down at the table. Jeff followed Shannon in to the room and caught Shannon looking at him expectantly. Jeff took a bowl as well and filled up before taking a seat across from Shannon. Shannon filled his fork with a bundle of pasta, but just looked at it like it was supossed to do something.
"Don't tell me you forgot how to eat." Jeff joked.
Shannon looked up at Jeff and the sad look on his face cut Jeff off abruptly. There was no way that Jeff could continue laughing when his friend looked so pitiful.
Shannon sighed deeply before putting the fork in his mouth. He chewed slowly as if it tasted horrible, even though Jeff knew that he did. They always ate it when they were younger. Shannon coughed slightly, and was about to quite, but he looked up at Jeff and forced himself to continue.
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Jeff pulled his coat on and looked back at Shannon, who had curled up on the couch watching a movie on t.v.
"Shann, are you going to be okay while I'm out?" he asked.
Shannon nodded, "Have fun with Jay."
"Alright. But I'm calling in an hour to check in on you and I'll be home by ten."
"Jeff, you don't have to, I'm fine."
Jeff laughed slightly, "I'm still calling. I'll see you later."
Shannon waved backhandedly to Jeff and waited till he heard the car pull out of the driveway and down the street. He waited a few more minutes before getting up and heading in to the bathroom. His stomach had been hurting ever since he had forced himself to eat that pasta.
He retched his stomach and allowed himself to throw up everything inhis stomach until there was nothing left in there. He sighed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and getting up. He looked in the mirror and sighed again before heading back in to the living room.
No matter how much he tried, he couldn't keep his own food down. But, he would do anything to have Jeff on his side.