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Steph and John arrived at the airport and got Steph booked on a flight home. They were lucky because the last flight to Connecticut was scheduled to leave in an hour and she was able to get a seat.
As they were walking to her terminal, Steph looked at John, "I just want to say thank you"
John looked at her, "For what? That's what friends are for."
Steph smiled, "Yeah, but I really appreciate it. You were there when I really needed someone. Thank you."
John put his arm around her and hugged her, "Not a problem. I'm glad I could help. Are you going to be ok?"
Steph leaned into him, "Thanks. Yeah, I'll be ok. I just want to go home and sort everything out and figure out where my life is going."
"Gee Steph, you're talking like he dumped you." John said with a smirk. "They're brothers. They are going to fight all the time. Don't let this get to you. Jeff knew the stipulations, he broke them, you did what you had to do. He shouldn't hold that against you and neither should Matt. If anything, I think you should be commended for doing the right thing." John replied.
"Well, I don't know if Matt and I are going to work. All I'm doing is coming between them. No woman should break up a family." Steph said sadly. "But, as far as Jeff goes, all I have to say is fuck him. I know that what I did was right. He was the one that fucked up and when he's willing to admit that, I'll hear him out." Steph said with a strong "McMahon attitude" shining through.
John started laughing, "Now that's the Stephanie I know. But look, don't be too harsh when it comes to your relationship with Matt. If you two have been happy up till now, maybe this is something that Matt needs to workout with his brother. I think that you should go home, fill the tub with some bubbles, light some candles, play some music, sip some wine and relax. Let your heart guide you when it comes to Matt."
"You know, that sounds great. I think that I will do just that." Steph replied.
John made sure she got settled at the gate, and gave her one last hug. "Take it easy sweetie, things will work out. I'll see ya on Tuesday."
"Thanks for everything John. I owe you." Steph replied with a smile.
"I'll remember that." John said with a smirk and he headed off towards his terminal.
Steph arrived home late that night. She walked in and turned the light on and looked around. Just by walking in the house, she already felt more at ease.
She went to her room and changed into a tank top and a pair of flannel pajama pants. She pulled her hair up into a high ponytail and decided to take a stroll down memory lane while relaxing.
Steph wasn't an anal person, but she was when it came to one thing.pictures. She had her photo albums labeled with descriptions on the outside and even more details on the inside. Steph found the photo album of her and Paul and next to it was the photo album of her and Matt. She pulled it off of the shelf and headed to the kitchen.
She went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of red wine. She headed to the bathroom and started the bath water. She had an antique style bathtub that was nice and big. She threw in some bubble bath and bath salts and began lighting candles. She climbed in being careful not to get the photo album wet and began the trip down memory lane. She let the water run against her feet while she turned the pages. Her and Matt hadn't been together for a real long time, but Matt loved to take pictures. As she turned the pages, she watched as they turned from friends into lovers. In the short time, she could see a change within her that she wondered if anyone else seen. On Christmas, Steph seemed more uptight, more snobby if you will. She sat there with her face and body battered and bruised, feeling so out of place, yet having such a good time. And as her and Matt's relationship grew, she softened a bit. She relaxed. Matt loved her for her, not because she was Stephanie McMahon, and the longer they were together, the more that became apparent. Steph smiled to herself with tears dripping down her cheeks. She turned the pages and watched them grow closer and closer. When you looked in their eyes, you could see the "twinkly eyes" and the "loving stares." In every picture, Matt and Steph were touching in one way or another, whether it was merely leaning on each other, or whether they were embracing each other, you could see the love. But the last picture she had of the two of them made her realize just what she and Matt had. It was taken about a week and a half ago. Steph was sitting in Matt's lap curled up with her head on his shoulder and he was kissing her on the forehead. As if to say "Don't worry, everything will be ok." Steph smiled too herself and began to cry harder. She loved Matt with all her heart, and she wasn't about to let his brother stand in the way of their happiness. Steph closed the photo album and went to set it down when she realized that the tub had been overflowing for sometime and now her bathroom floor was soaked. "Shit!" She exclaimed jumping up. She shut off the water and hopped out of the tub and grabbed some towels out of the closet and threw them on the floor.
Steph opened the door to the bathroom and noticed that the water had seeped under the door and her hallway floor was wet as well. "Damn it." She muttered to herself. Her cleaning lady wasn't due to come back till Monday and Steph didn't know what to do. She began to grab all of the towels she could find and threw them down trying to soak up all of the water.
So there she was, naked, down on all fours trying to wipe up everything. She was running out of towels and there was still plenty of water. She was muttering and cursing to herself and crying, and the poor girl looked absolutely hopeless.
Just as she thought it couldn't get any worse, the doorbell rang. Steph jumped. "Who in the hell could that be?" Steph thought to herself. She got up and started heading downstairs when she realized that she was still naked. "Damn," She muttered running back upstairs to the bathroom, she grabbed her robe and as she stepped into the hallway she slipped and fell backwards. She grabbed the back of her head, "Ow." She said to herself. Her ankle was a little sore from slipping, so she slowly got back up and started down the stairs. The doorbell rang again, "HOLD ON," She yelled. She got down there, tied her robe shut, unlocked the door and whipped open the door and her mouth dropped in shock. "What are you doing here?" She growled.
"Wow, are you ok?" Jeff asked concerned, he had never seen her look that way before. Steph had her hair up in the high ponytail still, but because of the crying her make up was smeared and she was dripping wet.
"Not the time Jeff, not the time." Steph tried to say angrily but she wound up breaking down in tears.
Jeff walked in and put his arm around her. Steph tried to push him off, but Jeff could tell that she needed someone. She gave up fighting him and cried into his shoulder.
"Everything is so messed up right now that I came home to take a bath, and I was going through Matt and I's photo album. I didn't pay attention the bath water and I flooded the upstairs and I ran out of towels and I don't know what to do." She sobbed.
Jeff had a hard time understanding her because she had to pause to sniffle so much and her words were running together. "Steph, did you say you flooded the upstairs?" Jeff asked.
Steph nodded trying to compose herself.
"Do you have a Shopvac?" Jeff asked.
"Do I have a shop what?" Steph replied.
"A vacuum that sucks up water." Jeff explained.
"I have a wet and dry vac, will that help? Steph offered.
Jeff tried not to laugh, "Where is it?"
"Out in the garage." Steph said pointing. "Through that door."
Jeff walked out and came back in the house with it and headed upstairs. He picked up the towels, threw them in the dryer and plugged in the vaccuum. He looked at Steph, "Stand back."
Jeff flicked the switch on, and nothing happened. He flicked the switch a few times and still nothing happened. He looked at Steph, "When was the last time you used this?"
Steph laughed, "I've never used it. Maybe Maria has used it, but if I need to vacuum, I have a smaller one tucked in the closet."
"Who's Maria?" Jeff asked.
"My cleaning lady. She comes in 3 days a week." Steph replied non- chalantly.
"I see. Well, this isn't working, so we're going to have to mop this up. Do you have any more towels, dirty clothes, paper towels, anything like that?" Jeff asked.
"Yeah, follow me." Steph said showing him the way to her bedroom.
Jeff had only been to Steph's house once, and he didn't remember it seeming as big as it did at 3:00 a.m. They went into her room and Steph took out a laundry hamper from her closet, "Alright, here's a weeks worth of laundry. Don't mind the private stuff and we have this. I don't have any other towels." Steph advised.
"Let's go." Jeff said carrying the hamper for her. Jeff took off his sweatshirt and tossed it over the stair railing to the floor of the living room below and took off his wifebeater so all he was wearing was a pair of low-slung jeans that just so happened to show off his "hip-dents" ever so nicely.
So there they were at 3:00 a.m. on their hands and knees trying to soak up the water. Steph looked at Jeff, "So, what are you doing here besides helping me out?"
"I came because I wanted to apologize for being such an asshole at the party. I was totally in the wrong. Steph, no one in my family knows what I am about to tell you, so would you please promise me not to tell Matt?" Jeff said opening himself up and praying that it wouldn't burn him in the end.
"I promise. What's going on?" Steph asked Jeff.
"I've been in denial for a really long time. I'm so burned out on wrestling that I can hardly bring myself to get out of bed. That's why I'm always missing planes and what not. This last time was actually all just the day from hell, but usually it's because I fight with myself. I love doing what I do, and I love the fans. And if it wasn't for the fans, I probably wouldn't have dug myself into this hole. But, my body aches constantly, I'm tired of being on the road and never getting to spend time with Beth, or my friends. Steph, do you realize that I've been wrestling since I was about 12? I missed both of my proms because I had wrestling shows I had to go to. I couldn't play high school sports because Matt and I were trying to become wrestlers. Every weekend I was wrestling, every school holiday I was wrestling, it didn't matter, I was wrestling. I'm tired of it. It's lost it's thrill. I was to pursue other thing, but I've been scared to death to tell Matt." Jeff confessed.
Steph was shocked. She knew some of it, but hearing Jeff describe it with such heartache was almost bringing tears to her eyes, "Jeff, I had no idea. Why would you be so scared to tell Matt?"
"Because this is his dream. He is living his dream, and it used to be our dream. He did everything for me so I could be here, right beside him all the way. I want to work on my music and my artwork, and spend time at home and Matt thinks that I'm just lazy and I just need to think about something else, but I know what's in my heart. At the party, I was so angry at myself that after a few drinks, I decided to take it out on the person that brought me back to reality.you. I never should have done what I did and I'm sorry. Please, don't leave Matt because of me. Matt and I talked, we straightened "us" out and we're ok. Matt really helped me to look at you in a way I never did before.human. I'm willing to give you a chance if you're willing to give me a chance." Jeff said bowing to Steph and holding out his hand, "Please give me this chance."
Steph smiled and shook his hand, "Thank you for the apology, yes it's accepted. And I'm not going to leave Matt."
"You're not?!?" Jeff said excitedly.
"Nope, I'm not." Steph said to him, "I love him. How do I give up someone I love just like that?"
"Steph, I'm do glad to hear that." Jeff said practically diving on her to hug her.
Steph wasn't expecting the hug, so when he made contact, she slipped and they both crashed to the floor. Steph rubbed her head and splashed Jeff with the water, "You really are a punk."
Jeff splashed her back, "Who's the genius that let the tub overflow to where her upstairs is flooded?"
Next thing you know, Jeff and Steph were splashing water at each other and wrestling around. They were laughing and carrying on. Jeff snuck up behind Steph, he slowly reached out and began tickling her. "Ha Ha who's laughing now?? Huh? Matt told me how ticklish you are, and I can tickle someone for hours, just ask Beth." Jeff said tormenting her.
Steph rolled over onto her back and was trying to fight him off or tickle him back, but he was definitely winning. Jeff straddled Steph and began tickling her even more. While he was tickling her, he looked into her eyes and for once, not only did he see her differently, but he seen her the exact way his brother did. A beautiful woman, who may have a powerful last name, may have a lot more money than they could ever dream of, but when it boiled down to being half-naked in a flooded upstairs hallway, she was a beautiful young woman who liked to just cut loose and have a good time.
Steph caught Jeff staring at her and she looked back. She finally realized that it was true what they said about Jeff Hardy. He was a deep, sensitive, beautiful man, who no one could ever really, truly know everything about. "He really does have a great body. Their dad sure know how to make them." Steph thought to herself.
Steph sat up to try to get away, but with a quick sweep, Jeff had her pinned down so her back was flat in the water. Jeff slowly crept up to her, so he was almost completely on top of her, he was so close that she could feel him breathing on her skin. He leaned down so he was practically nose to nose with her. He gave her one of those classic Jeff smiles, "I'm gonna getcha now." He said with an evil smile.
"What in the HELL is going on here?" They heard from downstairs.
They sat up and looked and Matt was standing at the bottom of the stairs holding Jeff's sweatshirt.
"Matt wait, I know it looks bad, but let me explain." Jeff said jumping up to go talk to him.
"Don't you say a fucking WORD to me, I can see what's going on. I was right, you were jealous. JEALOUS because you can't have her FOR YOURSELF, so you don't want ANYONE to have her." Matt spat out. He was so angry, his hands were shaking.
Steph ran past Jeff and went to Matt, "Matt, it's nothing like that. Please, let me explain. God Matt don't do this."
"Don't do what? Don't get upset because I see you and my brother practically naked, on top of each other, with his clothes strewn all over your house? I see what's going on." Matt said turning to leave.
Steph started crying, "Matt please, it's not like that. Can't you at least sit down and hear the truth."
"Jesus Steph, you're soaking wet. I don't want to know what's going on. I can see what's going on and I understand now." Matt said angrily. He had tears in his eyes.
"Mattew, I was helping her mop up her floor because she flooded the bathroom. She was so upset about almost losing you that she lost her senses. Let her tell you what happened." Jeff shouted at him. "You know god damn well that I would never cheat on Beth. I love her, more than anything. I was tickling her like I used to tickle Amy and like how I tickle Beth. There is nothing sexual going on."
Matt looked at Steph, "Is that true?"
"God Matt, no offense, but I wouldn't be with your brother. He is so not my type. Matt, I love you. I got home, changed clothes, ran a bath and started looking at our photo album. I got so engrossed in my tears and realization of how much I love you that I never realized that the tub overflowed. The bathroom was flooded and the upstairs hallway is flooded. As I was trying to clean it up, my doorbell rang and it was Jeff. We got the wet and dry vac but it didn't work, so we were using whatever we could to soak up the water. He apologized to me and we got into a splashing fight which turned into a tickle fight which is when you walked in. Matt, I love you." Steph said to him holding his hand. "It's been a really long night, and my upstairs still has water standing. My load of towels should be done in the dryer, and maybe you could find it in your heart to not think the wrong thing and help us out?" She said carefully.
"Matt, I'll be honest, she's a good-looking woman, but I love my Beth. Beth is my world and I wouldn't do anything to lose her." Jeff said patting Matt on the back.
Matt hung his head, "I feel so stupid for thinking that you guys were messing around."
Steph went to him and held him, "Please don't. It's ok, it's human nature. But look, what's important is that I love you, I hope that you still love me, you guys are ok, Jeff and I are ok, and you and I are ok."
Matt nodded, "Yes to all of the above. Let's go dry your upstairs." Matt picked Steph up and kissed her deeply.
The three of them all headed upstairs to finish drying everything.
**So, what's going to happen at Raw? Vince, JR, Steph and Jeff all have to sit down and figure everything out about firing. And.now that everyone knows that Matt and Steph are dating, how will they react? Please continue to read and review!!! Thanks!!**
Steph and John arrived at the airport and got Steph booked on a flight home. They were lucky because the last flight to Connecticut was scheduled to leave in an hour and she was able to get a seat.
As they were walking to her terminal, Steph looked at John, "I just want to say thank you"
John looked at her, "For what? That's what friends are for."
Steph smiled, "Yeah, but I really appreciate it. You were there when I really needed someone. Thank you."
John put his arm around her and hugged her, "Not a problem. I'm glad I could help. Are you going to be ok?"
Steph leaned into him, "Thanks. Yeah, I'll be ok. I just want to go home and sort everything out and figure out where my life is going."
"Gee Steph, you're talking like he dumped you." John said with a smirk. "They're brothers. They are going to fight all the time. Don't let this get to you. Jeff knew the stipulations, he broke them, you did what you had to do. He shouldn't hold that against you and neither should Matt. If anything, I think you should be commended for doing the right thing." John replied.
"Well, I don't know if Matt and I are going to work. All I'm doing is coming between them. No woman should break up a family." Steph said sadly. "But, as far as Jeff goes, all I have to say is fuck him. I know that what I did was right. He was the one that fucked up and when he's willing to admit that, I'll hear him out." Steph said with a strong "McMahon attitude" shining through.
John started laughing, "Now that's the Stephanie I know. But look, don't be too harsh when it comes to your relationship with Matt. If you two have been happy up till now, maybe this is something that Matt needs to workout with his brother. I think that you should go home, fill the tub with some bubbles, light some candles, play some music, sip some wine and relax. Let your heart guide you when it comes to Matt."
"You know, that sounds great. I think that I will do just that." Steph replied.
John made sure she got settled at the gate, and gave her one last hug. "Take it easy sweetie, things will work out. I'll see ya on Tuesday."
"Thanks for everything John. I owe you." Steph replied with a smile.
"I'll remember that." John said with a smirk and he headed off towards his terminal.
Steph arrived home late that night. She walked in and turned the light on and looked around. Just by walking in the house, she already felt more at ease.
She went to her room and changed into a tank top and a pair of flannel pajama pants. She pulled her hair up into a high ponytail and decided to take a stroll down memory lane while relaxing.
Steph wasn't an anal person, but she was when it came to one thing.pictures. She had her photo albums labeled with descriptions on the outside and even more details on the inside. Steph found the photo album of her and Paul and next to it was the photo album of her and Matt. She pulled it off of the shelf and headed to the kitchen.
She went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of red wine. She headed to the bathroom and started the bath water. She had an antique style bathtub that was nice and big. She threw in some bubble bath and bath salts and began lighting candles. She climbed in being careful not to get the photo album wet and began the trip down memory lane. She let the water run against her feet while she turned the pages. Her and Matt hadn't been together for a real long time, but Matt loved to take pictures. As she turned the pages, she watched as they turned from friends into lovers. In the short time, she could see a change within her that she wondered if anyone else seen. On Christmas, Steph seemed more uptight, more snobby if you will. She sat there with her face and body battered and bruised, feeling so out of place, yet having such a good time. And as her and Matt's relationship grew, she softened a bit. She relaxed. Matt loved her for her, not because she was Stephanie McMahon, and the longer they were together, the more that became apparent. Steph smiled to herself with tears dripping down her cheeks. She turned the pages and watched them grow closer and closer. When you looked in their eyes, you could see the "twinkly eyes" and the "loving stares." In every picture, Matt and Steph were touching in one way or another, whether it was merely leaning on each other, or whether they were embracing each other, you could see the love. But the last picture she had of the two of them made her realize just what she and Matt had. It was taken about a week and a half ago. Steph was sitting in Matt's lap curled up with her head on his shoulder and he was kissing her on the forehead. As if to say "Don't worry, everything will be ok." Steph smiled too herself and began to cry harder. She loved Matt with all her heart, and she wasn't about to let his brother stand in the way of their happiness. Steph closed the photo album and went to set it down when she realized that the tub had been overflowing for sometime and now her bathroom floor was soaked. "Shit!" She exclaimed jumping up. She shut off the water and hopped out of the tub and grabbed some towels out of the closet and threw them on the floor.
Steph opened the door to the bathroom and noticed that the water had seeped under the door and her hallway floor was wet as well. "Damn it." She muttered to herself. Her cleaning lady wasn't due to come back till Monday and Steph didn't know what to do. She began to grab all of the towels she could find and threw them down trying to soak up all of the water.
So there she was, naked, down on all fours trying to wipe up everything. She was running out of towels and there was still plenty of water. She was muttering and cursing to herself and crying, and the poor girl looked absolutely hopeless.
Just as she thought it couldn't get any worse, the doorbell rang. Steph jumped. "Who in the hell could that be?" Steph thought to herself. She got up and started heading downstairs when she realized that she was still naked. "Damn," She muttered running back upstairs to the bathroom, she grabbed her robe and as she stepped into the hallway she slipped and fell backwards. She grabbed the back of her head, "Ow." She said to herself. Her ankle was a little sore from slipping, so she slowly got back up and started down the stairs. The doorbell rang again, "HOLD ON," She yelled. She got down there, tied her robe shut, unlocked the door and whipped open the door and her mouth dropped in shock. "What are you doing here?" She growled.
"Wow, are you ok?" Jeff asked concerned, he had never seen her look that way before. Steph had her hair up in the high ponytail still, but because of the crying her make up was smeared and she was dripping wet.
"Not the time Jeff, not the time." Steph tried to say angrily but she wound up breaking down in tears.
Jeff walked in and put his arm around her. Steph tried to push him off, but Jeff could tell that she needed someone. She gave up fighting him and cried into his shoulder.
"Everything is so messed up right now that I came home to take a bath, and I was going through Matt and I's photo album. I didn't pay attention the bath water and I flooded the upstairs and I ran out of towels and I don't know what to do." She sobbed.
Jeff had a hard time understanding her because she had to pause to sniffle so much and her words were running together. "Steph, did you say you flooded the upstairs?" Jeff asked.
Steph nodded trying to compose herself.
"Do you have a Shopvac?" Jeff asked.
"Do I have a shop what?" Steph replied.
"A vacuum that sucks up water." Jeff explained.
"I have a wet and dry vac, will that help? Steph offered.
Jeff tried not to laugh, "Where is it?"
"Out in the garage." Steph said pointing. "Through that door."
Jeff walked out and came back in the house with it and headed upstairs. He picked up the towels, threw them in the dryer and plugged in the vaccuum. He looked at Steph, "Stand back."
Jeff flicked the switch on, and nothing happened. He flicked the switch a few times and still nothing happened. He looked at Steph, "When was the last time you used this?"
Steph laughed, "I've never used it. Maybe Maria has used it, but if I need to vacuum, I have a smaller one tucked in the closet."
"Who's Maria?" Jeff asked.
"My cleaning lady. She comes in 3 days a week." Steph replied non- chalantly.
"I see. Well, this isn't working, so we're going to have to mop this up. Do you have any more towels, dirty clothes, paper towels, anything like that?" Jeff asked.
"Yeah, follow me." Steph said showing him the way to her bedroom.
Jeff had only been to Steph's house once, and he didn't remember it seeming as big as it did at 3:00 a.m. They went into her room and Steph took out a laundry hamper from her closet, "Alright, here's a weeks worth of laundry. Don't mind the private stuff and we have this. I don't have any other towels." Steph advised.
"Let's go." Jeff said carrying the hamper for her. Jeff took off his sweatshirt and tossed it over the stair railing to the floor of the living room below and took off his wifebeater so all he was wearing was a pair of low-slung jeans that just so happened to show off his "hip-dents" ever so nicely.
So there they were at 3:00 a.m. on their hands and knees trying to soak up the water. Steph looked at Jeff, "So, what are you doing here besides helping me out?"
"I came because I wanted to apologize for being such an asshole at the party. I was totally in the wrong. Steph, no one in my family knows what I am about to tell you, so would you please promise me not to tell Matt?" Jeff said opening himself up and praying that it wouldn't burn him in the end.
"I promise. What's going on?" Steph asked Jeff.
"I've been in denial for a really long time. I'm so burned out on wrestling that I can hardly bring myself to get out of bed. That's why I'm always missing planes and what not. This last time was actually all just the day from hell, but usually it's because I fight with myself. I love doing what I do, and I love the fans. And if it wasn't for the fans, I probably wouldn't have dug myself into this hole. But, my body aches constantly, I'm tired of being on the road and never getting to spend time with Beth, or my friends. Steph, do you realize that I've been wrestling since I was about 12? I missed both of my proms because I had wrestling shows I had to go to. I couldn't play high school sports because Matt and I were trying to become wrestlers. Every weekend I was wrestling, every school holiday I was wrestling, it didn't matter, I was wrestling. I'm tired of it. It's lost it's thrill. I was to pursue other thing, but I've been scared to death to tell Matt." Jeff confessed.
Steph was shocked. She knew some of it, but hearing Jeff describe it with such heartache was almost bringing tears to her eyes, "Jeff, I had no idea. Why would you be so scared to tell Matt?"
"Because this is his dream. He is living his dream, and it used to be our dream. He did everything for me so I could be here, right beside him all the way. I want to work on my music and my artwork, and spend time at home and Matt thinks that I'm just lazy and I just need to think about something else, but I know what's in my heart. At the party, I was so angry at myself that after a few drinks, I decided to take it out on the person that brought me back to reality.you. I never should have done what I did and I'm sorry. Please, don't leave Matt because of me. Matt and I talked, we straightened "us" out and we're ok. Matt really helped me to look at you in a way I never did before.human. I'm willing to give you a chance if you're willing to give me a chance." Jeff said bowing to Steph and holding out his hand, "Please give me this chance."
Steph smiled and shook his hand, "Thank you for the apology, yes it's accepted. And I'm not going to leave Matt."
"You're not?!?" Jeff said excitedly.
"Nope, I'm not." Steph said to him, "I love him. How do I give up someone I love just like that?"
"Steph, I'm do glad to hear that." Jeff said practically diving on her to hug her.
Steph wasn't expecting the hug, so when he made contact, she slipped and they both crashed to the floor. Steph rubbed her head and splashed Jeff with the water, "You really are a punk."
Jeff splashed her back, "Who's the genius that let the tub overflow to where her upstairs is flooded?"
Next thing you know, Jeff and Steph were splashing water at each other and wrestling around. They were laughing and carrying on. Jeff snuck up behind Steph, he slowly reached out and began tickling her. "Ha Ha who's laughing now?? Huh? Matt told me how ticklish you are, and I can tickle someone for hours, just ask Beth." Jeff said tormenting her.
Steph rolled over onto her back and was trying to fight him off or tickle him back, but he was definitely winning. Jeff straddled Steph and began tickling her even more. While he was tickling her, he looked into her eyes and for once, not only did he see her differently, but he seen her the exact way his brother did. A beautiful woman, who may have a powerful last name, may have a lot more money than they could ever dream of, but when it boiled down to being half-naked in a flooded upstairs hallway, she was a beautiful young woman who liked to just cut loose and have a good time.
Steph caught Jeff staring at her and she looked back. She finally realized that it was true what they said about Jeff Hardy. He was a deep, sensitive, beautiful man, who no one could ever really, truly know everything about. "He really does have a great body. Their dad sure know how to make them." Steph thought to herself.
Steph sat up to try to get away, but with a quick sweep, Jeff had her pinned down so her back was flat in the water. Jeff slowly crept up to her, so he was almost completely on top of her, he was so close that she could feel him breathing on her skin. He leaned down so he was practically nose to nose with her. He gave her one of those classic Jeff smiles, "I'm gonna getcha now." He said with an evil smile.
"What in the HELL is going on here?" They heard from downstairs.
They sat up and looked and Matt was standing at the bottom of the stairs holding Jeff's sweatshirt.
"Matt wait, I know it looks bad, but let me explain." Jeff said jumping up to go talk to him.
"Don't you say a fucking WORD to me, I can see what's going on. I was right, you were jealous. JEALOUS because you can't have her FOR YOURSELF, so you don't want ANYONE to have her." Matt spat out. He was so angry, his hands were shaking.
Steph ran past Jeff and went to Matt, "Matt, it's nothing like that. Please, let me explain. God Matt don't do this."
"Don't do what? Don't get upset because I see you and my brother practically naked, on top of each other, with his clothes strewn all over your house? I see what's going on." Matt said turning to leave.
Steph started crying, "Matt please, it's not like that. Can't you at least sit down and hear the truth."
"Jesus Steph, you're soaking wet. I don't want to know what's going on. I can see what's going on and I understand now." Matt said angrily. He had tears in his eyes.
"Mattew, I was helping her mop up her floor because she flooded the bathroom. She was so upset about almost losing you that she lost her senses. Let her tell you what happened." Jeff shouted at him. "You know god damn well that I would never cheat on Beth. I love her, more than anything. I was tickling her like I used to tickle Amy and like how I tickle Beth. There is nothing sexual going on."
Matt looked at Steph, "Is that true?"
"God Matt, no offense, but I wouldn't be with your brother. He is so not my type. Matt, I love you. I got home, changed clothes, ran a bath and started looking at our photo album. I got so engrossed in my tears and realization of how much I love you that I never realized that the tub overflowed. The bathroom was flooded and the upstairs hallway is flooded. As I was trying to clean it up, my doorbell rang and it was Jeff. We got the wet and dry vac but it didn't work, so we were using whatever we could to soak up the water. He apologized to me and we got into a splashing fight which turned into a tickle fight which is when you walked in. Matt, I love you." Steph said to him holding his hand. "It's been a really long night, and my upstairs still has water standing. My load of towels should be done in the dryer, and maybe you could find it in your heart to not think the wrong thing and help us out?" She said carefully.
"Matt, I'll be honest, she's a good-looking woman, but I love my Beth. Beth is my world and I wouldn't do anything to lose her." Jeff said patting Matt on the back.
Matt hung his head, "I feel so stupid for thinking that you guys were messing around."
Steph went to him and held him, "Please don't. It's ok, it's human nature. But look, what's important is that I love you, I hope that you still love me, you guys are ok, Jeff and I are ok, and you and I are ok."
Matt nodded, "Yes to all of the above. Let's go dry your upstairs." Matt picked Steph up and kissed her deeply.
The three of them all headed upstairs to finish drying everything.
**So, what's going to happen at Raw? Vince, JR, Steph and Jeff all have to sit down and figure everything out about firing. And.now that everyone knows that Matt and Steph are dating, how will they react? Please continue to read and review!!! Thanks!!**