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Broken Trust: CHAPTER SIXTEEN:

Nicole looked at Paul, her blue eyes wide with fear. "P... Paul," She began.

"Don't 'Paul' me," He spat, breathing deeply. "You're a little slut, and this is all your fault."

Nicole's eyes widened even more, something she hadn't thought was possible. She had never understood Paul's hatred for her, and she still didn't... all she knew was that he *did* hate her, and it was a deep hatred. Suddenly, she wished that Adam, Chris, and Britney hadn't left. This wouldn't be going on if they were still there. Now she was alone, trapped. Wait, Jeff was still in the room...

Nicole slowly turned her head to the side, trying to meet Jeff's eyes. But before she got the chance, she felt a hand forcefully grab her face and turn it around. Unwillingly, she met Paul's hateful brown eyes, feeling a shiver run through her as she tried to look away.

"You fucking bitch, don't turn away from me."

Her head shot back up, again meeting Paul's eyes. "I.."

"Paul, stop," A voice from behind them began. "It's not worth it. You have no reason to hurt her."

"Shut up Hardy," Paul warned. "This doesn't involve you. It involves me, Randy, and this little bitch right here." He explained, pointing to Nicole.

Nicole stared at Paul, hate showing in her eyes. She didn't understand how one man could be so hateful, and so evil.

"Paul," Jeff started again. "You don't need to do this. Just leave her alone."

Sighing, Paul turned around, walking over to Jeff. He looked him deep in the eyes, a sadistic expression on his face. "Don't try to defend her. You know what a bitch she is. I know you do.. you told me."

Jeff gave Paul a questioning look. "What the hell are you talking about? I never said that."

Paul just grinned. "Sure you did. You said that she was a little slut who got around a lot.. even when you guys were together. You said that you knew that she wanted Randy all along... and you were just there for the sex... no feelings involved at all."

Nicole looked over at Jeff, accusing him with her eyes. "Jeff?" She asked quietly.

Paul grinned again, looking at Jeff. "Tell her Jeff, tell her *exactly* what's going on with us."

Jeff shot Paul a look, a look he thought Nicole didn't see. But, she did. "Jeff, what's going on?" She questioned again.

"Nic," Jeff began, again shooting Paul a look. "It's not what you're thinking. Paul's..."

"Paul's what?" Paul questioned, raising an eyebrow. "I'd like to hear what you have to say, Hardy."

Jeff opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by a groan. The three people in the room looked toward where the sound had come from, noticing Randy Orton. He had one hand protectively holding onto his stomach, and the other was trying to push him up.

Grinning evilly, Paul turned towards Randy, slowly picking his foot up.

But, he could kick Randy, he felt two small hands pounding at his back. He turned around, catching Nicole's hands in his own. "Aw, aren't you noble? Trying to save Randy by risking yourself. If I didn't hate you so much, I might actually be touched. But, I really don't give a shit."

"You're a bastard," Nicole spat, hatred showing clearly in her eyes. "You're a no good son of a bitch."

"Oh, you're hurting me so much," Paul said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "I might be a bastard, but you're a bitch, and a slut."

"Paul!" Jeff yelled, his voice deep and angry. "Leave her alone."

"Don't even try to make me seem like the bad guy," Paul replied, still grinning. "You're just as guilty in this whole thing as I am."

Again, Nicole gave Jeff a confused, questioning look.

"Paul, that's between us. It was your plan and your fault."

"Fine," Paul replied. "You don't wanna tell her, I will."

"No!" Jeff yelled.

"What the hell is going on?" Nicole questioned, trying to pull away from Paul.

"Well," Paul began. "When you and Hardy broke up, the two of us started talking..."

Before Paul could continue, Jeff lunged forward, tackling Paul to the ground as he started hitting him with all his might.

Shocked, Nicole backed up, watching as Jeff continued beating the hell out of Paul. Slowly, she made her way over to Randy, helping him sit up.

Breathing deeply, Jeff pulled Paul off the ground and shoved him towards the door. "Get the hell out of here. And don't fucking come back."

Holding his jaw, Paul scowled at Jeff, and shot Nicole and Randy a look, then left.

Sighing, Jeff turned back around, noticing how Nicole was sitting next to Randy on the floor, watching him carefully. He felt a pang of jealousy go through him, but he ignored it.

"Come on Randy," Nicole said quietly, trying to help Randy stand up. "Let's get you back to your hotel room."

"No," Jeff said, stopping them. "You guys can stay here... I was gonna leave anyway."

Nicole gave him a look, trying to make sure he didn't mind, or that he didn't have anything planned. When she could tell that he was being sincere, she helped Randy to his feet and then helped him lie down on the bed. She turned around to say thank you to Jeff, but when she turned around, all she saw was the door shutting behind Jeff.

Alright guys... thanks for all the reviews so far! And let me know what you think of the story so far. I've got two ideas in mind. One will end the story in about ten chapters and the other will keep it going for a while. Let me know what you want to happen. Thanks! ~Nic~