A/N: Who asked for more drama? Lol Well, this chapter is chock full of
drama. Lol Enjoy! Oh! And for those wondering, I've solved my stalker
problem. So no one can IM me right now unless on my buddy list. It seems
to have worked so for awhile it's going to stay that way. Which totally
makes me totally and completely happy. Anyways, CHAPTER!!
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"So, did you ever call Jeff about that card?" Shane asked leaning over the couch, looking down on me as I laid there listening to the radio play some sappy Christmas songs.
"Did you seriously get knocked out last nite from that chair shot? Cause you must be dreaming. I'm not going to call Jeff," I replied turning my head to look at the Christmas lights that decorated the tree in the living room. "Besides, if he wanted to talk to me that badly, he'd have called ME by now. It's been 3 weeks since that card got slipped into my bag. There have been plenty of chances for him to have called me."
"But maybe you have to make the first move," he said.
"Maybe I don't want to," I snapped. I sighed and shook my head. "Look, it's 3 days before Christmas hell, can we not make this holiday any worse for me than it already is by talking about Jeff?"
"Yeah, sorry," Shane sighed. "Ya know, my parents still say they'd love to have you for Christmas dinner."
"Yeah, I'll have to think about it. I'm kinda thinking I just want to wallow in my tears this year," I laughed. "Thanks for putting up with me. I'm sorry I haven't found an apartment."
"Don't worry about it. You're welcome to stay here forever if you'd like, you know that," Shane smiled. I nodded at him before turning my head to look at the tree again. "Oh, and I really appreciate all the help you gave me with that tree."
"Yeah, uh-huh, not a prob bob," I replied sarcastically.
"Yeah, cause gees, with all the help you gave me it went by SO fast."
"I'm sure it did."
"Brat."
"Snob."
"Brat," he laughed lunging down on me, tickling any spot of my body he could get too.
"Shane, stop! You're making my skin crawl!" I laughed trying to push him away. I pushed him too hard and he rolled off the couch, pulling me with him. I landed on top of him, both of us laughing. I looked down at him and he brought my head down to his, kissing my lips softly. He pulled away sharply and pushed me off him. He sat up against the couch and bowed his head, covering the back of it with his hands. I crawled towards him and put my hand on his shoulder. He shrugged it off and shot a look at me.
"Casey, that shouldn't have happened," he said harshly.
"What? The kiss?" I asked with a laughed.
"Yeah, we shouldn't kiss. It's just going to get us into a mess." I looked at him, shaking my head. I grabbed his face and pulled him to mine, kissing him roughly.
"What kind of a mess are we going to get into exactly?" I asked with a smile placing my forehead on his.
"You need to go back with Jeff. I don't want to mess it up for you," he said pulling his head away from mine.
"Trust me, you're not going to. I am," I said sharply kissing him rougher than before. He pulled away and shook his head.
"Casey, what are you doing?!" he exclaimed. I stood and held his hands, pulling him up as well. I dragged him up the stairs, threw him on his bed, and pulled my top over my head.
"I'm doing what I should have done a while ago," I smiled throwing my top across the room.
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"Casey, last nite and this morning was simply amazing," Shane smiled kissing my bare shoulders. I looked towards the wall, away from him and fought back tears.
"Yeah, it was great," I replied softly.
"Hey, are you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Perfect," I smiled rolling over to face him.
"Why don't I believe that?" he asked.
"I don't know. It's the truth though."
"Hmmmmm, I don't think it is. But I'm not going to argue with you right now. This was too perfect for words. I love spending all day in bed with you."
"All day?" I asked looking over at the clock. "It's 8 at nite?!"
"Yeah it is." We laughed.
"So, um, when do we have to be at your parents' house tomorrow?" I asked.
"About 2," he smiled. "Does this mean you're coming?"
"Yeah, I guess it does."
"Good! I'm so glad! My parents really do like you Case. They always have," he smiled as he rolled out of the bed. "Well, I'm gonna jump in the shower and get the smell of sex off me." I watched him walk out of the room and closed my eyes tightly when he left.
"What are you doing?!" I exclaimed to myself. "You're fucking with Shane. You broke up with Randy. You won't call Jeff. What the hell is your problem Casey?!"
"Hello?!" I sat up straight when I heard a voice. I quickly pulled on a pair of Shane's boxers and a shirt before I ran down the stairs.
"Ames?" I said meeting her at the door. She was only a few weeks away from giving birth.
"Hey," she smiled hugging me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked leading her into the living room and helping her sit on the couch.
"I haven't seen you in so long and I wanted to see how you were," she smiled.
"Oh, I'm fine. You?" I asked.
"I'm alright. Very uncomfortable, but alright," she laughed. "Actually, I'm not alright."
"What's the matter?"
"I got into a huge fight with Matt," she cried.
"Aw, don't get upset. It's not good for the baby," I said putting my arm around her shoulder as she put her head on my shoulder.
"I know, but I can't help it. He told me that I don't know how lucky I am to have him in my life. He said most fathers in the line of work we're in don't care for their wives as much as he does. And he went on and on and on like he was giving up something by being with me. So I told him if he truly felt that way then I'd leave. So I did and now I'm here," she cried.
"Oh Jesus. Matt's just being an asshole. Go back to him. You both need each other. And the baby needs a mother and father," I said rubbing her shoulder. She suddenly lurched forward as if in pain and squeezed her eyes shut. "Amy?!"
"Oh God," she cried out in pain.
"Casey?!" Shane yelled running down the steps, skipping the bottom 5. He held his towel up to him as best as he could, his hair was sopping wet and water dripped off his body. "What the hell is the matter?!"
"It's Amy," I replied rubbing her back.
"Ames? What's the matter?" he asked.
"Ah, fuck me!" she cried.
"Nope, already did that to Case last nite," he muttered with a smile. I shot him a dirty look to take the situation seriously.
"Amy, what's wrong?" I asked calmly trying to help her sit up.
"My stomach," she cried before letting out a deep breath. She sat up and blinked a few times.
"Are you alright?" Shane asked.
"Yeah, I think so. But um, I'm gonna have to replace your couch," she said.
"Why?" he asked.
"My water broke," she said looking up at our panic stricken faces.
"Was that a contraction?!" I exclaimed.
"Oh yeah.........and I think another one is coming!" she screamed gripping onto my hand tightly. I was amazed at how much strength she had. It felt as if she'd break my hand.
"Shane, call her hospital and tell them we're on our way," I instructed. "And then we'll call Matt in the car and tell him to meet us there." Shane quickly got on the phone as I help Amy out to the car. Shane ran out pulling a wife-beater over his head. He threw a bag into the passenger seat before we sped out of the driveway.
"I grabbed some clothes for you to change into at the hospital," Shane said answering the question that rested in my mind about the bag. "How you doin Ames?"
"Oh just fuckin peachy!" she screamed.
"Just breathe Amy. Just breathe. Concentrate on me. Look at me. Don't think about the pain," I instructed holding her hand tightly.
"The hospital will want to know how far apart her contractions are," Shane said.
"I'm guessing about 10 minutes apart," I answered as we pulled into the emergency parking lot of the hospital. Matt met us right at the door. Jeff, Gil, and Amy's parents were already sitting in the waiting room. Shannon and Crystal were going to be on their way.
"Baby, you alright?" Matt asked greeting us at the door with a wheel chair.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Amy breathed heavily. I left her at the door with Matt and rushed to the nurses' desk, Shane following me closely. I told them all the information I knew and grabbed a clip board of papers for Amy to fill out. I handed it to Matt and went into the bathroom to change into some more comfortable clothes.
"Where's Amy?" I asked handing the bag of clothes to Shane.
"She's been brought into a room. She's not ready for delivery yet. They don't think she'll be ready for another couple hours or so," Shane explained as I followed him out to the car.
"Is the baby going to be alright? She's 2 weeks early," I said worriedly.
"Oh, yeah, they say the baby should be fine," he smiled. "Ya know Jeff's in there, right?"
"Yeah, I know. I don't know what to do. I want to be here for Ames, but at the same time I know I can't be in there with Jeff, ya know?" I said.
"I know. Do you want to go hang out in the cafeteria until she goes into labor? We'll have Shannon or Crystal or someone come get us when it's time," he said. "Just so you don't have to face Jeff any more than you have to." He held my hands in his and I looked up at him, smiling. I reached up and kissed him softly.
"Yeah, that's probably for the best," I nodded, walking into the hospital together.
"Shan, they're not together are they?" Jeff asked watching the two of us walk in together holding hands.
"Not that I'm aware of. The last I knew they were just friends, but you know how things like that can change at the drop of a hat," Shannon answered.
"I don't know what I'm going to do if they're together. That damn card didn't work. She never called me, she won't look at me now, and she's with Shane. It's like it fuckin backfired," Jeff sighed.
"Well, you haven't been around her as much as I have. So one thing you have to know about Casey right now is that she's changed. She's not the girl you used to know. What happened at the wedding really did something to her mentality, I swear. She's like dated almost everyone that's single on the roster. She's trying desperately to get over you. But no matter who she dates, she can't stay with them because of you being in her heart," Shannon said.
"I want her back Shan. I want her back badly," Jeff sighed.
"Casey, it's not going to get any easier. You've got to face Jeff eventually," Shane said as I sipped my soda.
"Well, I'd personally rather face him later than sooner," I said glancing up at the clock. "Shane, I'm getting worried. It's 1 am. It's now been 5 hours."
"I'm sure Amy and the baby are both fine. Women have been in labor longer than 5 hours," Shane said as Shannon came running up to our table.
"They're moving Amy into the delivery room!" he exclaimed happily pulling me from the table and dragging me with him. Shane laughed and ran after us. Everyone was waiting outside of the delivery room, waiting patiently.
"Isn't this exciting?!" Crystal smiled grabbing my hand.
"Yeah, real exciting," I smiled at her.
"Matt's gonna pass out," Jeff laughed.
"Jeff, Matt'll be fine. I was in the room when you were born. So if I could handle being in there, he can handle being in there," Gil said rubbing his hands together.
"Gil, you can't handle being out here," Mr. Dumas joked squeezing Gil's shoulder. Everything went quiet and suddenly Matt burst out of the room with a giant smile on his face.
"It's a baby girl!" he exclaimed as Jeff was the first to give him a congratulations hug.
"When can we see the baby?" I asked kissing his cheek.
"They want to get her cleaned up and everything. And then we'll be brought into another room," Matt smiled
"Hey Matt," I smiled.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"Ya know how I always hated Christmas?" I asked biting my lip.
"Yeah," he said.
"Well, how can I hate a holiday that's brought your daughter into the world?" I asked.
"I love you Case," he smiled kissing my forehead before walking back into the room to be with Amy.
Not too much later we were standing around Amy's bed. She was smiling happily, holding Nichole Ruby Hardy. Matt sat next to her in the bed, softly rubbing Nichole's head.
"She's beautiful Ames," Shane smiled.
"Thank you," she said tearfully.
"Can I hold her?" I asked.
"Well, you will be like an aunt to her. So yeah, of course," Amy smiled starting to hand her over.
"Why?" Jeff asked before I got her in my arms. Everyone looked at him.
"Why what?" Matt asked.
"Why is she being considered Nichole's aunt? She's not family," Jeff said.
"Not by blood, but in our hearts she is," Amy said.
"She's not part of my family," he shot at me. His eyes were like daggers as they pierced mine. I fought hard to not cry, but in the end I couldn't help it. I rushed out of the room with tears running freely down my cheeks.
"What the hell Jeff?!" Amy screamed.
"What?! I'm only speaking the truth!" Jeff argued.
"Bull shit! She is and always will be a Hardy. You know that!" Matt said.
"She is not a Hardy! Hardy's don't cheat on their fiancés with friends 3 days before their wedding!" Jeff yelled causing Nichole to cry.
"Great Jeff, now look what you've done!" Amy cried trying to calm Nichole down.
"Yeah, it's always my fault. It's my fault that Nichole is crying. It's my fault Casey is crying. It's my fault we never got married. And it's my fuckin fault Casey fell on Shane's dick!" Jeff exclaimed slamming his fist into the wall before storming out of the room.
"What the hell was that all about?" Crystal asked. "They were doing so well."
"Yeah, well, Jeff's being an ass because Casey won't pay any attention to him," Shannon said.
"I'm sorry Amy, Matt," Shane said, his face white as the sheets on the bed.
"What do you have to be sorry for?" Matt asked. "Jeff's the one that blew up for no purpose."
"If I hadn't taken Casey out that nite, we wouldn't have slept together, and they would be married. And if truth be known, they'd probably be well into having their first child by now too," Shane said.
"Dude, don't blame yourself for this. Jeff didn't have to say anything. He could have kept his mouth shut," Shannon said.
"But he's right," Shane said slowly walking out of the room.
"Bitch comes into my life, fucks me over, and they still take her in! What the fuck is wrong with this picture?!" Jeff yelled as he started to walk into the lobby. I was standing by the doors crying when I heard him. I turned my head towards him and our eyes connected. I shook my head at him and walked through the doors, my arms crossed, and my face set in an unbelievable anger. He walked out after me and ran to catch up with me. He grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him.
"Don't touch me. Not now, not ever!" I said through clenched teeth. He released my arm and turned to walk away again.
"Casey, look at me!" he yelled. I shook my head and kept walking. "Damn it Case! Stop right now! You owe this to me!"
I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around. "I owe WHAT to you?!" I screamed.
"You owe it to me to speak to me," he replied angrily.
"Oh right, because what you said in that room was the nicest thing ever!" I cried.
"Well it's the fuckin truth! At least I'm able to tell the truth!" he said.
"And I don't?! Oh no, cause gees, everything I ever told you, Jeff, was a fuckin lie," I said sarcastically.
"Well, not everything was the truth obviously!" he screamed.
"Like what?!" I shrieked.
"Like, like, like you loving me!" he stuttered.
"Me loving you was never a lie!" I screamed. "Jesus Jeff, how many times do I have to tell you this?!"
He let out a low growl before pushing me against a car, roughly, and kissing me. I pushed him off me as hard as I possibly could and glared at him. He looked at me bewilderedly.
"I'm not yours anymore. And you've made it clear that you can't trust me enough to be yours anymore. So don't kiss me like I'm your girlfriend. Don't kiss me like we're together. Because we're not. And that's all there is to it," I said harshly before turning away from him and walking back into the hospital.
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"So, did you ever call Jeff about that card?" Shane asked leaning over the couch, looking down on me as I laid there listening to the radio play some sappy Christmas songs.
"Did you seriously get knocked out last nite from that chair shot? Cause you must be dreaming. I'm not going to call Jeff," I replied turning my head to look at the Christmas lights that decorated the tree in the living room. "Besides, if he wanted to talk to me that badly, he'd have called ME by now. It's been 3 weeks since that card got slipped into my bag. There have been plenty of chances for him to have called me."
"But maybe you have to make the first move," he said.
"Maybe I don't want to," I snapped. I sighed and shook my head. "Look, it's 3 days before Christmas hell, can we not make this holiday any worse for me than it already is by talking about Jeff?"
"Yeah, sorry," Shane sighed. "Ya know, my parents still say they'd love to have you for Christmas dinner."
"Yeah, I'll have to think about it. I'm kinda thinking I just want to wallow in my tears this year," I laughed. "Thanks for putting up with me. I'm sorry I haven't found an apartment."
"Don't worry about it. You're welcome to stay here forever if you'd like, you know that," Shane smiled. I nodded at him before turning my head to look at the tree again. "Oh, and I really appreciate all the help you gave me with that tree."
"Yeah, uh-huh, not a prob bob," I replied sarcastically.
"Yeah, cause gees, with all the help you gave me it went by SO fast."
"I'm sure it did."
"Brat."
"Snob."
"Brat," he laughed lunging down on me, tickling any spot of my body he could get too.
"Shane, stop! You're making my skin crawl!" I laughed trying to push him away. I pushed him too hard and he rolled off the couch, pulling me with him. I landed on top of him, both of us laughing. I looked down at him and he brought my head down to his, kissing my lips softly. He pulled away sharply and pushed me off him. He sat up against the couch and bowed his head, covering the back of it with his hands. I crawled towards him and put my hand on his shoulder. He shrugged it off and shot a look at me.
"Casey, that shouldn't have happened," he said harshly.
"What? The kiss?" I asked with a laughed.
"Yeah, we shouldn't kiss. It's just going to get us into a mess." I looked at him, shaking my head. I grabbed his face and pulled him to mine, kissing him roughly.
"What kind of a mess are we going to get into exactly?" I asked with a smile placing my forehead on his.
"You need to go back with Jeff. I don't want to mess it up for you," he said pulling his head away from mine.
"Trust me, you're not going to. I am," I said sharply kissing him rougher than before. He pulled away and shook his head.
"Casey, what are you doing?!" he exclaimed. I stood and held his hands, pulling him up as well. I dragged him up the stairs, threw him on his bed, and pulled my top over my head.
"I'm doing what I should have done a while ago," I smiled throwing my top across the room.
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"Casey, last nite and this morning was simply amazing," Shane smiled kissing my bare shoulders. I looked towards the wall, away from him and fought back tears.
"Yeah, it was great," I replied softly.
"Hey, are you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Perfect," I smiled rolling over to face him.
"Why don't I believe that?" he asked.
"I don't know. It's the truth though."
"Hmmmmm, I don't think it is. But I'm not going to argue with you right now. This was too perfect for words. I love spending all day in bed with you."
"All day?" I asked looking over at the clock. "It's 8 at nite?!"
"Yeah it is." We laughed.
"So, um, when do we have to be at your parents' house tomorrow?" I asked.
"About 2," he smiled. "Does this mean you're coming?"
"Yeah, I guess it does."
"Good! I'm so glad! My parents really do like you Case. They always have," he smiled as he rolled out of the bed. "Well, I'm gonna jump in the shower and get the smell of sex off me." I watched him walk out of the room and closed my eyes tightly when he left.
"What are you doing?!" I exclaimed to myself. "You're fucking with Shane. You broke up with Randy. You won't call Jeff. What the hell is your problem Casey?!"
"Hello?!" I sat up straight when I heard a voice. I quickly pulled on a pair of Shane's boxers and a shirt before I ran down the stairs.
"Ames?" I said meeting her at the door. She was only a few weeks away from giving birth.
"Hey," she smiled hugging me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked leading her into the living room and helping her sit on the couch.
"I haven't seen you in so long and I wanted to see how you were," she smiled.
"Oh, I'm fine. You?" I asked.
"I'm alright. Very uncomfortable, but alright," she laughed. "Actually, I'm not alright."
"What's the matter?"
"I got into a huge fight with Matt," she cried.
"Aw, don't get upset. It's not good for the baby," I said putting my arm around her shoulder as she put her head on my shoulder.
"I know, but I can't help it. He told me that I don't know how lucky I am to have him in my life. He said most fathers in the line of work we're in don't care for their wives as much as he does. And he went on and on and on like he was giving up something by being with me. So I told him if he truly felt that way then I'd leave. So I did and now I'm here," she cried.
"Oh Jesus. Matt's just being an asshole. Go back to him. You both need each other. And the baby needs a mother and father," I said rubbing her shoulder. She suddenly lurched forward as if in pain and squeezed her eyes shut. "Amy?!"
"Oh God," she cried out in pain.
"Casey?!" Shane yelled running down the steps, skipping the bottom 5. He held his towel up to him as best as he could, his hair was sopping wet and water dripped off his body. "What the hell is the matter?!"
"It's Amy," I replied rubbing her back.
"Ames? What's the matter?" he asked.
"Ah, fuck me!" she cried.
"Nope, already did that to Case last nite," he muttered with a smile. I shot him a dirty look to take the situation seriously.
"Amy, what's wrong?" I asked calmly trying to help her sit up.
"My stomach," she cried before letting out a deep breath. She sat up and blinked a few times.
"Are you alright?" Shane asked.
"Yeah, I think so. But um, I'm gonna have to replace your couch," she said.
"Why?" he asked.
"My water broke," she said looking up at our panic stricken faces.
"Was that a contraction?!" I exclaimed.
"Oh yeah.........and I think another one is coming!" she screamed gripping onto my hand tightly. I was amazed at how much strength she had. It felt as if she'd break my hand.
"Shane, call her hospital and tell them we're on our way," I instructed. "And then we'll call Matt in the car and tell him to meet us there." Shane quickly got on the phone as I help Amy out to the car. Shane ran out pulling a wife-beater over his head. He threw a bag into the passenger seat before we sped out of the driveway.
"I grabbed some clothes for you to change into at the hospital," Shane said answering the question that rested in my mind about the bag. "How you doin Ames?"
"Oh just fuckin peachy!" she screamed.
"Just breathe Amy. Just breathe. Concentrate on me. Look at me. Don't think about the pain," I instructed holding her hand tightly.
"The hospital will want to know how far apart her contractions are," Shane said.
"I'm guessing about 10 minutes apart," I answered as we pulled into the emergency parking lot of the hospital. Matt met us right at the door. Jeff, Gil, and Amy's parents were already sitting in the waiting room. Shannon and Crystal were going to be on their way.
"Baby, you alright?" Matt asked greeting us at the door with a wheel chair.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Amy breathed heavily. I left her at the door with Matt and rushed to the nurses' desk, Shane following me closely. I told them all the information I knew and grabbed a clip board of papers for Amy to fill out. I handed it to Matt and went into the bathroom to change into some more comfortable clothes.
"Where's Amy?" I asked handing the bag of clothes to Shane.
"She's been brought into a room. She's not ready for delivery yet. They don't think she'll be ready for another couple hours or so," Shane explained as I followed him out to the car.
"Is the baby going to be alright? She's 2 weeks early," I said worriedly.
"Oh, yeah, they say the baby should be fine," he smiled. "Ya know Jeff's in there, right?"
"Yeah, I know. I don't know what to do. I want to be here for Ames, but at the same time I know I can't be in there with Jeff, ya know?" I said.
"I know. Do you want to go hang out in the cafeteria until she goes into labor? We'll have Shannon or Crystal or someone come get us when it's time," he said. "Just so you don't have to face Jeff any more than you have to." He held my hands in his and I looked up at him, smiling. I reached up and kissed him softly.
"Yeah, that's probably for the best," I nodded, walking into the hospital together.
"Shan, they're not together are they?" Jeff asked watching the two of us walk in together holding hands.
"Not that I'm aware of. The last I knew they were just friends, but you know how things like that can change at the drop of a hat," Shannon answered.
"I don't know what I'm going to do if they're together. That damn card didn't work. She never called me, she won't look at me now, and she's with Shane. It's like it fuckin backfired," Jeff sighed.
"Well, you haven't been around her as much as I have. So one thing you have to know about Casey right now is that she's changed. She's not the girl you used to know. What happened at the wedding really did something to her mentality, I swear. She's like dated almost everyone that's single on the roster. She's trying desperately to get over you. But no matter who she dates, she can't stay with them because of you being in her heart," Shannon said.
"I want her back Shan. I want her back badly," Jeff sighed.
"Casey, it's not going to get any easier. You've got to face Jeff eventually," Shane said as I sipped my soda.
"Well, I'd personally rather face him later than sooner," I said glancing up at the clock. "Shane, I'm getting worried. It's 1 am. It's now been 5 hours."
"I'm sure Amy and the baby are both fine. Women have been in labor longer than 5 hours," Shane said as Shannon came running up to our table.
"They're moving Amy into the delivery room!" he exclaimed happily pulling me from the table and dragging me with him. Shane laughed and ran after us. Everyone was waiting outside of the delivery room, waiting patiently.
"Isn't this exciting?!" Crystal smiled grabbing my hand.
"Yeah, real exciting," I smiled at her.
"Matt's gonna pass out," Jeff laughed.
"Jeff, Matt'll be fine. I was in the room when you were born. So if I could handle being in there, he can handle being in there," Gil said rubbing his hands together.
"Gil, you can't handle being out here," Mr. Dumas joked squeezing Gil's shoulder. Everything went quiet and suddenly Matt burst out of the room with a giant smile on his face.
"It's a baby girl!" he exclaimed as Jeff was the first to give him a congratulations hug.
"When can we see the baby?" I asked kissing his cheek.
"They want to get her cleaned up and everything. And then we'll be brought into another room," Matt smiled
"Hey Matt," I smiled.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"Ya know how I always hated Christmas?" I asked biting my lip.
"Yeah," he said.
"Well, how can I hate a holiday that's brought your daughter into the world?" I asked.
"I love you Case," he smiled kissing my forehead before walking back into the room to be with Amy.
Not too much later we were standing around Amy's bed. She was smiling happily, holding Nichole Ruby Hardy. Matt sat next to her in the bed, softly rubbing Nichole's head.
"She's beautiful Ames," Shane smiled.
"Thank you," she said tearfully.
"Can I hold her?" I asked.
"Well, you will be like an aunt to her. So yeah, of course," Amy smiled starting to hand her over.
"Why?" Jeff asked before I got her in my arms. Everyone looked at him.
"Why what?" Matt asked.
"Why is she being considered Nichole's aunt? She's not family," Jeff said.
"Not by blood, but in our hearts she is," Amy said.
"She's not part of my family," he shot at me. His eyes were like daggers as they pierced mine. I fought hard to not cry, but in the end I couldn't help it. I rushed out of the room with tears running freely down my cheeks.
"What the hell Jeff?!" Amy screamed.
"What?! I'm only speaking the truth!" Jeff argued.
"Bull shit! She is and always will be a Hardy. You know that!" Matt said.
"She is not a Hardy! Hardy's don't cheat on their fiancés with friends 3 days before their wedding!" Jeff yelled causing Nichole to cry.
"Great Jeff, now look what you've done!" Amy cried trying to calm Nichole down.
"Yeah, it's always my fault. It's my fault that Nichole is crying. It's my fault Casey is crying. It's my fault we never got married. And it's my fuckin fault Casey fell on Shane's dick!" Jeff exclaimed slamming his fist into the wall before storming out of the room.
"What the hell was that all about?" Crystal asked. "They were doing so well."
"Yeah, well, Jeff's being an ass because Casey won't pay any attention to him," Shannon said.
"I'm sorry Amy, Matt," Shane said, his face white as the sheets on the bed.
"What do you have to be sorry for?" Matt asked. "Jeff's the one that blew up for no purpose."
"If I hadn't taken Casey out that nite, we wouldn't have slept together, and they would be married. And if truth be known, they'd probably be well into having their first child by now too," Shane said.
"Dude, don't blame yourself for this. Jeff didn't have to say anything. He could have kept his mouth shut," Shannon said.
"But he's right," Shane said slowly walking out of the room.
"Bitch comes into my life, fucks me over, and they still take her in! What the fuck is wrong with this picture?!" Jeff yelled as he started to walk into the lobby. I was standing by the doors crying when I heard him. I turned my head towards him and our eyes connected. I shook my head at him and walked through the doors, my arms crossed, and my face set in an unbelievable anger. He walked out after me and ran to catch up with me. He grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him.
"Don't touch me. Not now, not ever!" I said through clenched teeth. He released my arm and turned to walk away again.
"Casey, look at me!" he yelled. I shook my head and kept walking. "Damn it Case! Stop right now! You owe this to me!"
I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around. "I owe WHAT to you?!" I screamed.
"You owe it to me to speak to me," he replied angrily.
"Oh right, because what you said in that room was the nicest thing ever!" I cried.
"Well it's the fuckin truth! At least I'm able to tell the truth!" he said.
"And I don't?! Oh no, cause gees, everything I ever told you, Jeff, was a fuckin lie," I said sarcastically.
"Well, not everything was the truth obviously!" he screamed.
"Like what?!" I shrieked.
"Like, like, like you loving me!" he stuttered.
"Me loving you was never a lie!" I screamed. "Jesus Jeff, how many times do I have to tell you this?!"
He let out a low growl before pushing me against a car, roughly, and kissing me. I pushed him off me as hard as I possibly could and glared at him. He looked at me bewilderedly.
"I'm not yours anymore. And you've made it clear that you can't trust me enough to be yours anymore. So don't kiss me like I'm your girlfriend. Don't kiss me like we're together. Because we're not. And that's all there is to it," I said harshly before turning away from him and walking back into the hospital.
