TITLE: False Appearances.
AUTHOR: Cathie McMath.
EMAIL: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au
RATING: M 15 +.
CONTENT: The following few chapters deal with attempted rape. If this type of material offends you, please do not read any further. Heavy language.
SUMMARY: When Lita lies to cover up the way she really feels about Jeff, will she end up in more trouble? Jeff/Trish, Jeff/Lita, Lita/Randy Orton + many more.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own or have any affiliation with anything or anyone from the WWE.
DISTRIBUTION: Just email me first and let me know if you want it.
FEEDBACK: Ohyeah, keep it coming! I alway appreciate hearing what you guys think, so please send some feedback my way!
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"And so then I said to Benoit, I'm the Heavyweight Champion of the World... I am TRIPLE H, damn it! I could kick your scrawny Canadian ass in my sleep AND with my hands tied behind my back!"
The three other members of Evolution exploded into laughter, and Hunter chuckled himself as he finished his story. The team of men where sitting at a table in the arena cafeteria before RAW, talking amongst themselves and insulting other wrestlers - as usual.
Lita sat beside Randy Orton on the bench, his right hand grasping her left one tightly and possesively. Hunter and Ric Flair sat opposite them on the other bench beside the table, and Batista was placed on the other side of Randy. Lita sighed as the group laughed and continued to trash Chris Benoit and various other wrestlers.
She'd been hanging around with Evolution alot more now, considering that her and Randy had become "semi-serious", in her own words. And all of the guys had been very friendly to her, unexpectedly. They welcomed her into their little clique with open arms, and for that she was grateful. Being around someone like Ric Flair, a legend in the business; Triple H, the current Heavyweight Champion; and Batista, a massive man who had a serious love of the business was a very unique experience, and she did feel lucky.
But as grateful as she was to be in such high company, Lita couldn't deny the fact that all four men, Randy included, where entirely different to herself and any of her own friends. They were naturally arrogant, self centered, vain and rude to those they didn't like. It was funny, really, that sometimes when she was with Randy and the others, her mind would begin to wander and she'd find herself wishing that she was with Trish, or Christian, or Ivory, or... or...
Jeff.
As suddenly as the thought entered her mind, Lita was pulled back to reality by a tug on her arm from the man sitting beside her. She turned to Randy, her brows upraised in question.
"Hey. You went all quiet for a while there. You alright?"
Lita slipped a tight smile onto her lips, and nodded. "Sorry.. I'm fine. Just daydreaming, I guess."
Randy let out an exaggerated sigh, smiling brightly at the redhead brightly. "Lita, I told you before, you really have to stop fantasising about me naked while we're out in public!"
She giggled, he kept on smiling at her. She noticed that Triple H was still talking. "We should probably listen to what 'The Boss' is saying, " she whispered, using the nickname she had coined for the Heavyweight Champion.
"Guess so." Randy sent her one last smile, and squeezed her hand before returning his attentions to Hunter and the other men. Lita's attentions, on the other hand, were brought right back to where they left off.
Jeff Hardy.
And then, as if by some unseen magnetic force, her gaze moved away from Triple H, and scanned the cafeteria. Lita wasn't even sure what she was looking for, until she saw them. Sitting at a table across the room. Laughing, smiling, holding each other's hands. Trish and Jeff.
At the sight of them, she felt her stomach plummet. Why she still had such a violent reaction to seeing the couple, she wasn't sure. All she knew was that it wasn't nice - she felt like she wanted to throw up.
The redhead couldn't tear her eyes away as she watched them together. She watched as Jeff fed Trish a chip from his hand, her mouth accepting the morsel of food willingly and even licking at his fingers slightly. The action made her breath catch in her throat, and she tried to force herself to be angry at Jeff. At Trish. At the both of them. How dare they be so damn happy together!
But she couldn't. She couldn't be mad at Trish. Lita knew that Trish really cared for Jeff. And she couldn't be mad at the blonde diva for that reason. And she tried her hardest to hate Jeff. He left her. Left her for one of her best friends! According to Randy, he had even spread nasty things about her after their break up! How could he? The nerve of that man...
She expelled a deep sigh, closing her eyes briefly. Who was she trying to kid? She wasn't mad at Jeff. Sure, hearing that he had said those things about her to the other guys hurt - ALOT. Lita was sure she actually felt her heart break when Randy told her what he had said. But while it pained her, she just couldn't be mad at Jeff. It was as simple as that. She loved him too much to hate him.
But maybe it was time to stop loving him?
He was with Trish now. Happily. She watched as a loud laugh from the couple rang out across the room. Yes, they were happy. And that was what she wanted. She wanted Jeff to be happy. And if he found that with Trish... then, maybe, she just had to accept that.
Besides, she had Randy now. And Randy made her happy.
Didn't he?
***
Jeff beamed as he watched Trish clumsily wipe away some tomato sauce that had dribbled down her chin while she ate. The blonde canadian giggled as she tried to wipe it all away with the back of her hand. She looked over at Jeff. "Is it all gone?"
Nodding, Jeff reached over and wiped away a tiny drop on the corner of her mouth. "Now it's all gone." He paused, watching as she took a gulp from her water bottle. "Has anyone ever told you that you really are a really messy eater?"
She wrinkled her nose at him, smiling. "Maybe I am, but it's all part of my charm, and you know it." He let out a chuckle, and Trish stood from her seat at the table. "I'm just going to quickly go to the bathroom. I'll be back in a sec. Try not to miss me too much, okay?"
Jeff's gaze followed Trish out of the cafeteria doors, and once she had stepped out, he quickly scanned the rest of the room. The cafeteria was actually quite full, though it was still a few hours until RAW began, so it made sense that a few people were here, grabbing something to eat and simply hanging out. He spotted Victoria and Steven Richards sitting at one table; Ivory, Bubba and D'von at another; Shawn Micheals and Goldberg were sitting together on another table... and then a flash of red hair caught his eye.
And there she was. Sitting with Randy and the rest of Evolution.
It was kind of funny, actually. It had been a little over a month now since Jeff first found out that Lita was with Randy Orton, so he'd had plenty of time to adjust to that knowledge. Yet seeing them together, even now, made him feel... well, wrong. Made him feel like it wasn't real. Like Randy didn't have the right to have his hand on her waist. Like he wanted to go over there and rip that bastard's smarmy smirk right off his face...
Then Jeff's intense gaze dropped to the floor. It didn't really matter what he felt, though, did it? Lita chose Randy over him. She just straight out picked Randy. And that killed Jeff.
Just thinking about it, he felt his breathing quicken. He had felt so bad, standing outside of Lita's hotel room door with her and Randy in there, and him outside, alone. It was one of the worst feelings he'd ever had in his entire life. Knowing that the dark haired man was a lying, fake asshole, but also knowing that Lita really cared for him. It tore him apart.
Hating how it made him feel, Jeff lifted his gaze from the floor and his eyes flew over to Randy and Lita once more. Instead of feeling a heavy sadness in his chest, he now chose to feel anger. Anger at Lita for so easily believing Randy over him, and anger at Randy for creating such a huge wedge between Lita and himself.
Jeff's gaze hardened as he watched the couple from across the room. He stopped himself from letting out a growl when Randy turned towards Lita and whispered in her ear, as he snaked his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She giggled in response, her smile bright. Jeff felt sick.
Trish walked back into the cafeteria, her eyes immediately seeking out and finding Jeff sitting at their table. A smile was instantly on her lips just from the sight of him. She simply couldn't deny that she was falling for that man... faster than she thought was ever possible.
As she neared him, she realised that he was frowning slightly. And looking across the room. Worried, she followed his gaze. When she spotted Lita sitting with Evolution, she knew exactly what held Jeff's attention so much. Randy and Lita.
The smile slipped from her lips as she expelled a sigh. Jeff just couldn't get over this whole Lita and Randy thing. It was bugging him, in a big way - and Trish could tell. She could always tell. His whole body showed just how much it affected him, even if he completely denied it when she asked him about it. His words may say that he wasn't bothered by them being together, that he was just angry, but the way his body tensed at each of their names said otherwise.
She walked over to him, breaking the trance he was in. "Whatcha looking at?" Even though she knew very well what it was.
"Oh, uh, nothing." At her knowing look, Jeff's shoulders sagged. "I .. well, it just makes me mad, Trish. You know that."
"I know hun, I know." Chewing on her lip, Trish reached out for Jeff's hand. "Come on, let's go back to the locker room now. We'll hang out there."
Jeff took her hand, and they walked through the cafeteria, towards the hallway that took them to their locker room. It was then that they both realised they'd have to walk past Evolution's table. Stopping still, Jeff squeezed Trish's hand tightly. She looked over at him. "We can go out the other door, if you want."
"It takes longer that way, Trish."
"I know, but... I just thought maybe you wouldn't want to... I don't know. You and Lita have been avoiding and ignoring each other like crazy for the past week."
Jeff rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I'm fine. Let's just go."
They continued to walk, nearing Evolution's table with each step. And the closer he got to Randy and Lita, the angrier Jeff felt himself get. How could they just be sitting there, so happy? How could Lita trust him so damn much...
Jeff and Trish were just passing the table now, and he could see the couple sitting together out of the corner of his eye, so Jeff quickly grabbed Trish's hand in his. He felt like he just needed to cling to her so badly. And they kept walking, and as they passed the table, Jeff began to feel better. Until he heard Randy, Hunter and Flair's voices.
"Poor Trish. Do you think she knows what she's getting herself into?"
"He's probably just in it to get some ass. Just like he was with Lita."
"Maybe we should tell Trish what a jerkoff Jeff is?"
Stiffening at the sound of their voices and what they were saying, Jeff wanted to turn around and leap at their throats. Instead, he merely clenched his jaw tightly and kept on walking. Then he heard Lita speak.
"Maybe we should. I don't want Trish getting hurt... like I did."
And that did it. The pain in her voice that he heard, even though he knew that she tried to hide it. He heard it. And that set him off like a fuse.
Throwing away Trish's hand, he stormed over to the table wearing a furious frown. His nostrils were flaring, and his green eyes had darkened dramatically. He viciously pointed a finger at Lita as he spoke in a coarse voice. "I never meant to hurt you, okay? NEVER. And I don't care what that son of a bitch says, but I never said anything like that shit about you to anyone!"
Lita watched him with wide eyes, shocked at his intense anger and unable to say anything.
"But if you can't believe me, if you're going to let your freakin' LIBIDO decide who you believe, then fine! Believe Randy for all I care! I just can't believe that it was that easy for him to turn you against me. It was so DAMN EASY! Jesus Lita... didn't we mean anything to you?"
Finally, Lita found the words she had been looking for. "Who the hell are you to talk, Jeff?! You hooked up with one of my BEST FRIENDS not even two months after YOU broke up with ME! So don't you dare ask me if we didn't mean anything. You belittled what we had first."
"BULLSHIT! Just, bullshit!" Before Jeff had the chance to say anything more, Trish pulled on his arm.
"Jeff, sweetie, let's go. Please."
He didn't move.
"You're girlfriend wants to leave, Hardy. Better do what she says. Wouldn't want her getting upset now, would we?" Randy said with a smirk.
Trish sent him a cold stare. Her eyes slowly turned back to Jeff, now pleading. "Please, ignore them. Let's go."
Staring at Lita, Jeff shook his head, then looked at Randy. "You know what? You want her, go ahead. I don't care anymore. If she's willing to believe your weak ass bullshit over me, and forget what we meant to each other, fine. I was just trying to look out for her, but if she'd rather date a guy who tried to rape her, fine. Fine. I just don't care anymore."
And he walked away. Leaving Lita staring silently after him, with salty tears welling in her eyes.
AUTHOR: Cathie McMath.
EMAIL: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au
RATING: M 15 +.
CONTENT: The following few chapters deal with attempted rape. If this type of material offends you, please do not read any further. Heavy language.
SUMMARY: When Lita lies to cover up the way she really feels about Jeff, will she end up in more trouble? Jeff/Trish, Jeff/Lita, Lita/Randy Orton + many more.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own or have any affiliation with anything or anyone from the WWE.
DISTRIBUTION: Just email me first and let me know if you want it.
FEEDBACK: Ohyeah, keep it coming! I alway appreciate hearing what you guys think, so please send some feedback my way!
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"And so then I said to Benoit, I'm the Heavyweight Champion of the World... I am TRIPLE H, damn it! I could kick your scrawny Canadian ass in my sleep AND with my hands tied behind my back!"
The three other members of Evolution exploded into laughter, and Hunter chuckled himself as he finished his story. The team of men where sitting at a table in the arena cafeteria before RAW, talking amongst themselves and insulting other wrestlers - as usual.
Lita sat beside Randy Orton on the bench, his right hand grasping her left one tightly and possesively. Hunter and Ric Flair sat opposite them on the other bench beside the table, and Batista was placed on the other side of Randy. Lita sighed as the group laughed and continued to trash Chris Benoit and various other wrestlers.
She'd been hanging around with Evolution alot more now, considering that her and Randy had become "semi-serious", in her own words. And all of the guys had been very friendly to her, unexpectedly. They welcomed her into their little clique with open arms, and for that she was grateful. Being around someone like Ric Flair, a legend in the business; Triple H, the current Heavyweight Champion; and Batista, a massive man who had a serious love of the business was a very unique experience, and she did feel lucky.
But as grateful as she was to be in such high company, Lita couldn't deny the fact that all four men, Randy included, where entirely different to herself and any of her own friends. They were naturally arrogant, self centered, vain and rude to those they didn't like. It was funny, really, that sometimes when she was with Randy and the others, her mind would begin to wander and she'd find herself wishing that she was with Trish, or Christian, or Ivory, or... or...
Jeff.
As suddenly as the thought entered her mind, Lita was pulled back to reality by a tug on her arm from the man sitting beside her. She turned to Randy, her brows upraised in question.
"Hey. You went all quiet for a while there. You alright?"
Lita slipped a tight smile onto her lips, and nodded. "Sorry.. I'm fine. Just daydreaming, I guess."
Randy let out an exaggerated sigh, smiling brightly at the redhead brightly. "Lita, I told you before, you really have to stop fantasising about me naked while we're out in public!"
She giggled, he kept on smiling at her. She noticed that Triple H was still talking. "We should probably listen to what 'The Boss' is saying, " she whispered, using the nickname she had coined for the Heavyweight Champion.
"Guess so." Randy sent her one last smile, and squeezed her hand before returning his attentions to Hunter and the other men. Lita's attentions, on the other hand, were brought right back to where they left off.
Jeff Hardy.
And then, as if by some unseen magnetic force, her gaze moved away from Triple H, and scanned the cafeteria. Lita wasn't even sure what she was looking for, until she saw them. Sitting at a table across the room. Laughing, smiling, holding each other's hands. Trish and Jeff.
At the sight of them, she felt her stomach plummet. Why she still had such a violent reaction to seeing the couple, she wasn't sure. All she knew was that it wasn't nice - she felt like she wanted to throw up.
The redhead couldn't tear her eyes away as she watched them together. She watched as Jeff fed Trish a chip from his hand, her mouth accepting the morsel of food willingly and even licking at his fingers slightly. The action made her breath catch in her throat, and she tried to force herself to be angry at Jeff. At Trish. At the both of them. How dare they be so damn happy together!
But she couldn't. She couldn't be mad at Trish. Lita knew that Trish really cared for Jeff. And she couldn't be mad at the blonde diva for that reason. And she tried her hardest to hate Jeff. He left her. Left her for one of her best friends! According to Randy, he had even spread nasty things about her after their break up! How could he? The nerve of that man...
She expelled a deep sigh, closing her eyes briefly. Who was she trying to kid? She wasn't mad at Jeff. Sure, hearing that he had said those things about her to the other guys hurt - ALOT. Lita was sure she actually felt her heart break when Randy told her what he had said. But while it pained her, she just couldn't be mad at Jeff. It was as simple as that. She loved him too much to hate him.
But maybe it was time to stop loving him?
He was with Trish now. Happily. She watched as a loud laugh from the couple rang out across the room. Yes, they were happy. And that was what she wanted. She wanted Jeff to be happy. And if he found that with Trish... then, maybe, she just had to accept that.
Besides, she had Randy now. And Randy made her happy.
Didn't he?
***
Jeff beamed as he watched Trish clumsily wipe away some tomato sauce that had dribbled down her chin while she ate. The blonde canadian giggled as she tried to wipe it all away with the back of her hand. She looked over at Jeff. "Is it all gone?"
Nodding, Jeff reached over and wiped away a tiny drop on the corner of her mouth. "Now it's all gone." He paused, watching as she took a gulp from her water bottle. "Has anyone ever told you that you really are a really messy eater?"
She wrinkled her nose at him, smiling. "Maybe I am, but it's all part of my charm, and you know it." He let out a chuckle, and Trish stood from her seat at the table. "I'm just going to quickly go to the bathroom. I'll be back in a sec. Try not to miss me too much, okay?"
Jeff's gaze followed Trish out of the cafeteria doors, and once she had stepped out, he quickly scanned the rest of the room. The cafeteria was actually quite full, though it was still a few hours until RAW began, so it made sense that a few people were here, grabbing something to eat and simply hanging out. He spotted Victoria and Steven Richards sitting at one table; Ivory, Bubba and D'von at another; Shawn Micheals and Goldberg were sitting together on another table... and then a flash of red hair caught his eye.
And there she was. Sitting with Randy and the rest of Evolution.
It was kind of funny, actually. It had been a little over a month now since Jeff first found out that Lita was with Randy Orton, so he'd had plenty of time to adjust to that knowledge. Yet seeing them together, even now, made him feel... well, wrong. Made him feel like it wasn't real. Like Randy didn't have the right to have his hand on her waist. Like he wanted to go over there and rip that bastard's smarmy smirk right off his face...
Then Jeff's intense gaze dropped to the floor. It didn't really matter what he felt, though, did it? Lita chose Randy over him. She just straight out picked Randy. And that killed Jeff.
Just thinking about it, he felt his breathing quicken. He had felt so bad, standing outside of Lita's hotel room door with her and Randy in there, and him outside, alone. It was one of the worst feelings he'd ever had in his entire life. Knowing that the dark haired man was a lying, fake asshole, but also knowing that Lita really cared for him. It tore him apart.
Hating how it made him feel, Jeff lifted his gaze from the floor and his eyes flew over to Randy and Lita once more. Instead of feeling a heavy sadness in his chest, he now chose to feel anger. Anger at Lita for so easily believing Randy over him, and anger at Randy for creating such a huge wedge between Lita and himself.
Jeff's gaze hardened as he watched the couple from across the room. He stopped himself from letting out a growl when Randy turned towards Lita and whispered in her ear, as he snaked his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She giggled in response, her smile bright. Jeff felt sick.
Trish walked back into the cafeteria, her eyes immediately seeking out and finding Jeff sitting at their table. A smile was instantly on her lips just from the sight of him. She simply couldn't deny that she was falling for that man... faster than she thought was ever possible.
As she neared him, she realised that he was frowning slightly. And looking across the room. Worried, she followed his gaze. When she spotted Lita sitting with Evolution, she knew exactly what held Jeff's attention so much. Randy and Lita.
The smile slipped from her lips as she expelled a sigh. Jeff just couldn't get over this whole Lita and Randy thing. It was bugging him, in a big way - and Trish could tell. She could always tell. His whole body showed just how much it affected him, even if he completely denied it when she asked him about it. His words may say that he wasn't bothered by them being together, that he was just angry, but the way his body tensed at each of their names said otherwise.
She walked over to him, breaking the trance he was in. "Whatcha looking at?" Even though she knew very well what it was.
"Oh, uh, nothing." At her knowing look, Jeff's shoulders sagged. "I .. well, it just makes me mad, Trish. You know that."
"I know hun, I know." Chewing on her lip, Trish reached out for Jeff's hand. "Come on, let's go back to the locker room now. We'll hang out there."
Jeff took her hand, and they walked through the cafeteria, towards the hallway that took them to their locker room. It was then that they both realised they'd have to walk past Evolution's table. Stopping still, Jeff squeezed Trish's hand tightly. She looked over at him. "We can go out the other door, if you want."
"It takes longer that way, Trish."
"I know, but... I just thought maybe you wouldn't want to... I don't know. You and Lita have been avoiding and ignoring each other like crazy for the past week."
Jeff rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I'm fine. Let's just go."
They continued to walk, nearing Evolution's table with each step. And the closer he got to Randy and Lita, the angrier Jeff felt himself get. How could they just be sitting there, so happy? How could Lita trust him so damn much...
Jeff and Trish were just passing the table now, and he could see the couple sitting together out of the corner of his eye, so Jeff quickly grabbed Trish's hand in his. He felt like he just needed to cling to her so badly. And they kept walking, and as they passed the table, Jeff began to feel better. Until he heard Randy, Hunter and Flair's voices.
"Poor Trish. Do you think she knows what she's getting herself into?"
"He's probably just in it to get some ass. Just like he was with Lita."
"Maybe we should tell Trish what a jerkoff Jeff is?"
Stiffening at the sound of their voices and what they were saying, Jeff wanted to turn around and leap at their throats. Instead, he merely clenched his jaw tightly and kept on walking. Then he heard Lita speak.
"Maybe we should. I don't want Trish getting hurt... like I did."
And that did it. The pain in her voice that he heard, even though he knew that she tried to hide it. He heard it. And that set him off like a fuse.
Throwing away Trish's hand, he stormed over to the table wearing a furious frown. His nostrils were flaring, and his green eyes had darkened dramatically. He viciously pointed a finger at Lita as he spoke in a coarse voice. "I never meant to hurt you, okay? NEVER. And I don't care what that son of a bitch says, but I never said anything like that shit about you to anyone!"
Lita watched him with wide eyes, shocked at his intense anger and unable to say anything.
"But if you can't believe me, if you're going to let your freakin' LIBIDO decide who you believe, then fine! Believe Randy for all I care! I just can't believe that it was that easy for him to turn you against me. It was so DAMN EASY! Jesus Lita... didn't we mean anything to you?"
Finally, Lita found the words she had been looking for. "Who the hell are you to talk, Jeff?! You hooked up with one of my BEST FRIENDS not even two months after YOU broke up with ME! So don't you dare ask me if we didn't mean anything. You belittled what we had first."
"BULLSHIT! Just, bullshit!" Before Jeff had the chance to say anything more, Trish pulled on his arm.
"Jeff, sweetie, let's go. Please."
He didn't move.
"You're girlfriend wants to leave, Hardy. Better do what she says. Wouldn't want her getting upset now, would we?" Randy said with a smirk.
Trish sent him a cold stare. Her eyes slowly turned back to Jeff, now pleading. "Please, ignore them. Let's go."
Staring at Lita, Jeff shook his head, then looked at Randy. "You know what? You want her, go ahead. I don't care anymore. If she's willing to believe your weak ass bullshit over me, and forget what we meant to each other, fine. I was just trying to look out for her, but if she'd rather date a guy who tried to rape her, fine. Fine. I just don't care anymore."
And he walked away. Leaving Lita staring silently after him, with salty tears welling in her eyes.