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fictional. I am using them to make the story that much better. I own Summer
Ryan Hardy and Amanda from my other story and that is it. Everyone else as
I said is perfectly fictional and they own themselves. It is for the
greater good. But hell, if any of the superstars would like me to own them,
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A/N: Okay so in keeping with updating all my fictions before my new job starts and I get too busy again, here is the next chapter of this one. Hope anyone that still reviews it likes it.
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"So what do you think of Jeff's idea to go after Summer and get her back?" Amy asked Matt as he joined her on the couch, flipping the television channels mindlessly.
"He's being an idiot is personally what I think."
"Well then explain why you think that then, because I don't really get it."
"Well I've dated Summer, and although at some point I did love her I think, she was a pill and a half. So what I mean is that if she really wants to be away from my brother, he should just let go."
"Oh sort of like you did?" she pointed out, which didn't make Matt happy at all.
"Summer and I were different and you know it. I didn't marry her, and I didn't treat her the way Jeff is. They were meant to be together, that much I know now, so you bringing up the past is uncalled for."
"Well I happen to think that you didn't totally give up on her back then, so why not bring it up?"
Matt threw her a glare that could cut glass, and then turned back to the television before he was forced to blow up over something that had nothing to do with him anyway.
"Well you know I'm right Matt. That's all I'm saying. I didn't say you loved the girl now right?"
"No you didn't. Listen, would you mind if we called it a night here, because this topic of conversation has just become annoying and it's ruined the night for me."
Amy sighed and stood from the couch. Bringing her face down to Matt's she gently kissed him on the forehead and walked toward the door.
"Call me when you want to do something that doesn't totally center around your brother and his marital issues alright? You know where I am."
As she walked out the door, Matt stood to his feet and sighed. He didn't want to openly admit that it was hard for him to let go of Summer and that some days he even wondered if they weren't meant to be and her thing with Jeff was just wrong. He knew Amy wouldn't get it, and think that he was just interested in being with her again, and that wasn't the case at all. He just couldn't help thinking the way he did.
Glancing at the time, he decided that it was still early enough to call. Grabbing the cordless phone off the hook by the door, he dialed the number to the hotel and prayed that she was there to listen, and also to help her get ready for what was sure to be at her door.
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"What the hell do you want to do here Summer? If he comes in here and sees me with my bed head and you in here with me, he is going to flip out!" Shane said, as Summer looked again to the door, praying that Jeff wouldn't think to just come on in and talk to her.
"I don't know Shane. I don't want to lie to him because nothing is going on, but I don't think him seeing you would help the way things are going right now."
"You want me to hide in the bathroom don't you?" he asked, grinning a little so that she could see the dimple above his left cheek. As he smiled he noticed her relax a little too, and touching her arm gently, he walked towards the bathroom.
"If he says anything that makes me want to kick his ass I will be out here in a heartbeat alright?
"I know you will Shane, and that's alright. You can have full reign if he crosses the line with me tonight."
"Good, and the least you can do is listen to him, you might find that things can be fixed." Using that as his last message, he walked toward the bathroom, and turning the lock, locked the door and waited.
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Opening the door, Summer saw him standing there with a look of death on his face and immediately thought that something had happened that she didn't know about.
"Okay Jeff what's wrong, is your dad alright?"
Jeff saw her face contort from being totally angry at the invasion to complete worry at the thought that something had happened to Gil, who she also considered a father figure. He decided he better tell her why he was here, and that it had nothing to do with the state of his father or of Matt.
"No, it's about us, and Dad is fine. He's been asking about you for a while now. You should go by and see him."
Walking past her into the room, he saw the unmade bed and then looked at Summer who looked amazingly done up. He wondered why the bed wasn't made but he figured he was probably reading too much into things.
Closing the door and coming back to where Jeff was standing, she waited for him to make the first move, since he obviously came there to talk about the state of their relationship. She was thankful that nothing had happened to Gil and she made a mental note to go and visit him as soon as she could.
"So what did you want to tell me about Jeff?"
"I didn't want to tell you anything; I wanted to talk to you."
"So what do you want to talk about then?" she asked, adding a little bit of anger back into her voice.
"I don't want this divorce Summer, so why can't we just talk this out?"
"Jeff I've done all the talking I can do with you on this. I mean we just need to accept that we weren't meant to be like we thought and move on."
"Why are you so damn quick to move on from this? Have you found someone else?"
Summer almost broke out laughing. When she took the oath with Jeff to be true to him to the day she died and then even more in the afterlife, she had meant it, and now to hear him think that there was more too it was just insane and it made her want to laugh, or hit him. She was still deciding on hitting him.
"I'm not quick to move on, but I filed for the divorce for a reason. You lied to me, you kissed my friend, you did a lot of things you shouldn't have, and through all of that, you didn't come talk to me, and for that I hate you."
"You hate me?"
"I hate you Jeff Hardy yes. I love you to death, but at the same time, with just as much energy, I hate you."
"What did I lie about?" he asked, really wanting to know what she knew that he apparently didn't."
"Kissing Hayley, and then going and getting into the ring while I was in Toronto for the independents. You could have told me from day one that you missed the damn ring and then we could have done something about it together as a couple, but did you? No you didn't, and that's just the tip of the damn iceberg."
"I didn't lie to you about that, you weren't home to tell!" Jeff said, raising his voice a little, causing Shane to stir a little in the bathroom, wondering if he should interrupt. Jeff caught the noise and then looked over at his wife.
"Whose in the bathroom Summer huh? You didn't go and move on right? So what the hell are you hiding from me in that damn bathroom?"
Before Summer had a chance to respond, Shane unlocked the door and stepped from the room, not wasting a minute and walking toward Jeff, ready to lay in at him for the way he was talking to someone he loved.
"Why am I not shocked here. I told Amy and Matt that you two were getting too close. So I suppose he slept with you last night right? Best sex of your life right?" Jeff asked, absolutely seething from the sight of his supposed best friend in his wife's hotel room.
Shane stood beside Summer, and putting his finger to her lips before she could talk, he took the initiative.
"I slept here with her, because it would cost us less then two rooms, and no I didn't have sex with her man. I'm not even over my girlfriend that died remember? That you forget that you kissed and I didn't give you shit. Summer is one of my best friends, as are you, so I was here for her, and she was here for me. Not that you care but that's what friends do."
Jeff didn't know what to say, so he just stood there in shock as Shane went on with his speech. He didn't want to jump to the wrong idea about Summer and Shane, but with the divorce so close, he didn't think he had any other choice. There had to be a reason why she was so quick to want out.
"How did you find out that I was wrestling Summer?" Jeff asked, lowering his voice and looking between the two of them.
"Shane told me, like he told me everything else that you did while I was away so that at least I would know what you liked to do."
"Well you had all the time in the world to ask me what I was doing."
"I called you every night when I went out of town, and I got nothing from your end. I love you Jeff, so very much, and no I don't want Shane that way. I also don't want someone who lies to me. Remember your brother? I don't sit well with that, and I thought that you knowing that would make you not do it to me."
"I'm sorry, I just had to do something while you were gone, and my music wasn't working and I needed an outlet."
"Well that's all well and good for you, but you didn't think to talk to me about it, so I guess that's in the past, but it just fuels me along in this divorce, it's the best thing for everyone."
Walking towards the door, Jeff turned around, and looked at his wife. He loved her more then anything, and she had every right to be pissed off at him, he had messed up. He wanted her back, and he just knew he had to find a way to do it. Jeff also knew that now wouldn't be that time. Nodding his head at Shane, he walked out the room and looked back at the two of them in the room.
"If you decide to go after Summer Shane I hope you can wait to make sure it's what she really wants. At least respect me that way alright? And Summer, I love you and I hope that you can forgive me for not talking to you and for shutting down on you. I don't want to lose you."
Seeing the tears welling up in her eyes, he shut the door and walked down the hall. He had gone to her room to make things better and now knowing that she knew everything only made things worse. All he knew was that he had to get her back, and he knew what he would use to do it.
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A/N2: So there you have it, come back soon for another chapter and until then review you're asses off and let me know what you think.
A/N: Okay so in keeping with updating all my fictions before my new job starts and I get too busy again, here is the next chapter of this one. Hope anyone that still reviews it likes it.
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"So what do you think of Jeff's idea to go after Summer and get her back?" Amy asked Matt as he joined her on the couch, flipping the television channels mindlessly.
"He's being an idiot is personally what I think."
"Well then explain why you think that then, because I don't really get it."
"Well I've dated Summer, and although at some point I did love her I think, she was a pill and a half. So what I mean is that if she really wants to be away from my brother, he should just let go."
"Oh sort of like you did?" she pointed out, which didn't make Matt happy at all.
"Summer and I were different and you know it. I didn't marry her, and I didn't treat her the way Jeff is. They were meant to be together, that much I know now, so you bringing up the past is uncalled for."
"Well I happen to think that you didn't totally give up on her back then, so why not bring it up?"
Matt threw her a glare that could cut glass, and then turned back to the television before he was forced to blow up over something that had nothing to do with him anyway.
"Well you know I'm right Matt. That's all I'm saying. I didn't say you loved the girl now right?"
"No you didn't. Listen, would you mind if we called it a night here, because this topic of conversation has just become annoying and it's ruined the night for me."
Amy sighed and stood from the couch. Bringing her face down to Matt's she gently kissed him on the forehead and walked toward the door.
"Call me when you want to do something that doesn't totally center around your brother and his marital issues alright? You know where I am."
As she walked out the door, Matt stood to his feet and sighed. He didn't want to openly admit that it was hard for him to let go of Summer and that some days he even wondered if they weren't meant to be and her thing with Jeff was just wrong. He knew Amy wouldn't get it, and think that he was just interested in being with her again, and that wasn't the case at all. He just couldn't help thinking the way he did.
Glancing at the time, he decided that it was still early enough to call. Grabbing the cordless phone off the hook by the door, he dialed the number to the hotel and prayed that she was there to listen, and also to help her get ready for what was sure to be at her door.
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"What the hell do you want to do here Summer? If he comes in here and sees me with my bed head and you in here with me, he is going to flip out!" Shane said, as Summer looked again to the door, praying that Jeff wouldn't think to just come on in and talk to her.
"I don't know Shane. I don't want to lie to him because nothing is going on, but I don't think him seeing you would help the way things are going right now."
"You want me to hide in the bathroom don't you?" he asked, grinning a little so that she could see the dimple above his left cheek. As he smiled he noticed her relax a little too, and touching her arm gently, he walked towards the bathroom.
"If he says anything that makes me want to kick his ass I will be out here in a heartbeat alright?
"I know you will Shane, and that's alright. You can have full reign if he crosses the line with me tonight."
"Good, and the least you can do is listen to him, you might find that things can be fixed." Using that as his last message, he walked toward the bathroom, and turning the lock, locked the door and waited.
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Opening the door, Summer saw him standing there with a look of death on his face and immediately thought that something had happened that she didn't know about.
"Okay Jeff what's wrong, is your dad alright?"
Jeff saw her face contort from being totally angry at the invasion to complete worry at the thought that something had happened to Gil, who she also considered a father figure. He decided he better tell her why he was here, and that it had nothing to do with the state of his father or of Matt.
"No, it's about us, and Dad is fine. He's been asking about you for a while now. You should go by and see him."
Walking past her into the room, he saw the unmade bed and then looked at Summer who looked amazingly done up. He wondered why the bed wasn't made but he figured he was probably reading too much into things.
Closing the door and coming back to where Jeff was standing, she waited for him to make the first move, since he obviously came there to talk about the state of their relationship. She was thankful that nothing had happened to Gil and she made a mental note to go and visit him as soon as she could.
"So what did you want to tell me about Jeff?"
"I didn't want to tell you anything; I wanted to talk to you."
"So what do you want to talk about then?" she asked, adding a little bit of anger back into her voice.
"I don't want this divorce Summer, so why can't we just talk this out?"
"Jeff I've done all the talking I can do with you on this. I mean we just need to accept that we weren't meant to be like we thought and move on."
"Why are you so damn quick to move on from this? Have you found someone else?"
Summer almost broke out laughing. When she took the oath with Jeff to be true to him to the day she died and then even more in the afterlife, she had meant it, and now to hear him think that there was more too it was just insane and it made her want to laugh, or hit him. She was still deciding on hitting him.
"I'm not quick to move on, but I filed for the divorce for a reason. You lied to me, you kissed my friend, you did a lot of things you shouldn't have, and through all of that, you didn't come talk to me, and for that I hate you."
"You hate me?"
"I hate you Jeff Hardy yes. I love you to death, but at the same time, with just as much energy, I hate you."
"What did I lie about?" he asked, really wanting to know what she knew that he apparently didn't."
"Kissing Hayley, and then going and getting into the ring while I was in Toronto for the independents. You could have told me from day one that you missed the damn ring and then we could have done something about it together as a couple, but did you? No you didn't, and that's just the tip of the damn iceberg."
"I didn't lie to you about that, you weren't home to tell!" Jeff said, raising his voice a little, causing Shane to stir a little in the bathroom, wondering if he should interrupt. Jeff caught the noise and then looked over at his wife.
"Whose in the bathroom Summer huh? You didn't go and move on right? So what the hell are you hiding from me in that damn bathroom?"
Before Summer had a chance to respond, Shane unlocked the door and stepped from the room, not wasting a minute and walking toward Jeff, ready to lay in at him for the way he was talking to someone he loved.
"Why am I not shocked here. I told Amy and Matt that you two were getting too close. So I suppose he slept with you last night right? Best sex of your life right?" Jeff asked, absolutely seething from the sight of his supposed best friend in his wife's hotel room.
Shane stood beside Summer, and putting his finger to her lips before she could talk, he took the initiative.
"I slept here with her, because it would cost us less then two rooms, and no I didn't have sex with her man. I'm not even over my girlfriend that died remember? That you forget that you kissed and I didn't give you shit. Summer is one of my best friends, as are you, so I was here for her, and she was here for me. Not that you care but that's what friends do."
Jeff didn't know what to say, so he just stood there in shock as Shane went on with his speech. He didn't want to jump to the wrong idea about Summer and Shane, but with the divorce so close, he didn't think he had any other choice. There had to be a reason why she was so quick to want out.
"How did you find out that I was wrestling Summer?" Jeff asked, lowering his voice and looking between the two of them.
"Shane told me, like he told me everything else that you did while I was away so that at least I would know what you liked to do."
"Well you had all the time in the world to ask me what I was doing."
"I called you every night when I went out of town, and I got nothing from your end. I love you Jeff, so very much, and no I don't want Shane that way. I also don't want someone who lies to me. Remember your brother? I don't sit well with that, and I thought that you knowing that would make you not do it to me."
"I'm sorry, I just had to do something while you were gone, and my music wasn't working and I needed an outlet."
"Well that's all well and good for you, but you didn't think to talk to me about it, so I guess that's in the past, but it just fuels me along in this divorce, it's the best thing for everyone."
Walking towards the door, Jeff turned around, and looked at his wife. He loved her more then anything, and she had every right to be pissed off at him, he had messed up. He wanted her back, and he just knew he had to find a way to do it. Jeff also knew that now wouldn't be that time. Nodding his head at Shane, he walked out the room and looked back at the two of them in the room.
"If you decide to go after Summer Shane I hope you can wait to make sure it's what she really wants. At least respect me that way alright? And Summer, I love you and I hope that you can forgive me for not talking to you and for shutting down on you. I don't want to lose you."
Seeing the tears welling up in her eyes, he shut the door and walked down the hall. He had gone to her room to make things better and now knowing that she knew everything only made things worse. All he knew was that he had to get her back, and he knew what he would use to do it.
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A/N2: So there you have it, come back soon for another chapter and until then review you're asses off and let me know what you think.