Whew! Okay, guys, the next update after this one should be the last! But i have another Jeff/Trish fic i should be posting soon! It's called "All I Ever Wanted" ..so keep that one in mind! And i plan on writing a song fic called "I'll Be" :D Also, Little Black Dress isnt really close to being finished..and yeah. I dont think theres really anything else left to say! So here's Chapter 16 and 17...18 (the last chapter) should be up soon!
So enjoy, and remember...read and review!
loVe alwaYs.. XoXoCandy
(Chapter 16)
Late Sunday afternoon, Trish and Jeff left his North Carolina house on their way to Ohio to film a few house shows and Monday Night Raw. Hopefully by then he'd be talking to a few people closest to him. But after all that's happened with Jeff in the past few years, she learned not to get her hopes up.
Later that night, just as Jeff was beginning to fall asleep, Amy called Trish's cell phone.
"Trish? I haven't talked to you in forever! How's Jeff?" She asked.
She took the conversation out into the hallway, "He had just fallen asleep when you called. He's doing okay. But he still isn't talking to anyone."
"No?"
"No.." Trish sighed.
"Do you think he'll talk to Matt tomorrow? Or me even?"
"There's a slight chance, Ames. But don't get your hopes up. With Jeff, I've learned not to."
"Well, Trish.." The red-head replied with disappointment in her voice, "I better get going, Matt's sitting here and he wants to know what's going on. We'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay.." She hesitated. "Amy?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think Jeff loves me?"
Amy sighed, and paused as if she knew the question would be coming sometime. "I don't know how to answer that, Trish. Jeff can be complicated and simple at the same time. It's hard to read what he's thinking all the time-" She heard Trish's sniff from the other line, "You okay?"
"I'm just…confused." She sighed exasperatedly.
"Yeah, I think we all are, Trish." The redhead replied warmly, "Just keep hanging in there, and everything will be okay."
"Thanks, Amy. Bye."
Trish hung up her phone and slipped back into their hotel room, clinging onto her hopes that Jeff would become normal again, after everything that has happened.
All through the house shows, Jeff made some progress. But not much. He would answer to all the crew backstage, the fans, and Vince McMahon. All he really said was 'sure' or 'no' or 'hi'. If you counted that as progress at all. Trish remained at his side all along, heart aching in the process.
But soon, it came time for Monday night Raw. And although Vince knew all too well what Jeff was going though, he had decided that tonight would be the night Jeff would finally receive what he had dreamed for growing up. Tonight was finally the night Jeff would win the World Champion title. As usual, Trish was right at his side when they both heard the news for the first time. Her heart practically stopped when she saw Jeff smile for the first time in forever.
Maybe everything was going to be okay.
As Jeff waited in his dressing room, warming up, Trish had left to wander off and do some things for herself. As she turned a corner she found herself staring at her redheaded friend running towards her.
"Trish!" She shouted, obviously out of breath. "I've been looking all over for you."
"Sorry.." she giggled, "I was just taking a walk. Why do you need me?"
"Matt wants to know if he can talk to Jeff."
Inside, Trish screamed. If Jeff wasn't even talking to her, why in the hell would he want to talk to Matt? "I dunno, Ames.."
"Please, Trish!" she begged, "C'mon, Jeff is Matt's only little brother."
The blonde offered a weak smile, "Okay, Amy." She said, "I guess it should be up to Jeff anyways. But if he doesn't talk, then don't blame me."
"Thanks, Trish." the diva smiled, "I'll go tell him right now."
The fiery redhead bounded off around the corner wearing her usual pretty smile. And Trish stopped to think. Even if Jeff did talk to Matt, what would they say? Everything that's currently happening is basically his fault. Trish grunted, everything seemed to be spinning. She just wanted life the way it was before, when Jeff was still Jeff, no matter if he loved her or not.
(Chapter 17)
After a little over a half-hour, Trish began walking down the hallway where the locker room her and Jeff were sharing was located. As she turned the corner, she saw Matt walk out of the room and shake his head at Amy, who was standing outside the door. The blonde ran up to them, and Matt didn't exactly greet her warmly.
"So, what did he say?" she asked.
Matt looked at her straight in the eye, then sighed, "Absolutely nothing. I sat there practically talking to myself for a half an hour."
"Well, even though he wasn't talking I'm sure he was listening, Matt." Amy said warmly, wrapping her arm around his waist.
The elder Hardy shrugged, then glanced solemnly at Trish. "I know he isn't talking to me yet," He began, "But he still might talk to you."
"But I've been with him for the past two weeks and"
Matt cut her off, "Exactly my point."
Trish finally got what Matt was trying to say. Jeff refused to talk to anyone or come in contact with anyone at all, besides her. She was the one he had asked to stay with all week, and she was the one that was by his side when no one else could be.
She nodded, then slowly turned the handle and walked into the locker room. When she walked in, Jeff shifted his eyes slightly, then moved them back to where they were before. He was sitting on the small sofa located in the back of the room all alone. Cautiously, she proceeded to walk towards him and take a place next to him on the small sofa.
"Hey.." She smiled warmly, patting his knee. "Hope you don't mind."
No answer.
"Jeff.." She sighed, "I know you may not feel like talking to me, but I really need to talk to you. I've been watching you for the past two weeks sink back into nothing but pathetic remains of your old self. It's breaking my heart. I know you know I love you. I told you that before. But what I really need to know, Jeff, is if you love me. Please talk to me, baby. Just this once.."
He shifted slightly then gazed towards the ceiling, placing his fingertips lightly upon his lips, as if to be thinking. But he gave no answer.
She shied the other way, "That's what I thought.." she mumbled to herself.
"Can I show you?"
The blonde practically gave herself whiplash at the familiar voice. She turned to see Jeff only of few inches away from her, his piercing green eyes gazing directly into hers.
"Sure.." She managed to choke out.
The Hardy moved slightly towards her, placing one hand on her thy and the other around the back of her head, and kissed her.
She felt his lips warm against hers, and the sudden memories came flooding back. From their past friendship all the way to that horrible night. She deepened the kiss, pressing her tongue against his lips, wanting to cherish the moment, hoping it would never end. As she reached to grab his shirt, he pulled away. Trish stared at his lips, then raised her eyes to meet Jeff's.
They seemed to be dancing.
Before any words would escape her mouth, Jeff arose and walked out of the locker room. At first, Trish thought of following. Then she realized he was leaving to win his match, to win the World title.
She smiled to herself, and laid back down on the couch. He loved her. He had loved her all long. After what had happened with Matt, maybe he just needed some time to himself. Some time to think and comprehend where his life was going, and where it was going to stop. All those nights she had felt clueless and was left wondering if Jeff had loved her. But really the answer was right in front of her the whole time. He had loved her. If he hadn't, then why would he have asked her to stay with him? At the arena, at the hotel, and even at his home way back in North Carolina. She smiled to herself, then suddenly there was a light knock on the door.
"Trish..?" Amy poked hear head through the door, then opened it wider and stepped inside to join Trish on the sofa. "So, what did he say?"
"Nothing. Really." The blonde spoke barley above a whisper.
"Then why the hell are you smiling?" She asked anxiously.
"Because.."
"Why? What happened?"
"I asked him to tell me if he loved me, but then he didn't respond. I was just about to leave when he asked me if he could show me."
Now she had Amy's attention. The redhead leaned closer to Trish and leaned in as if she was about to tell her the world's biggest secret. "And then..?"
"And then he kissed me," She spoke softly and peacefully. Inside, Trish was completely floating away. But then something clicked in her mind. "Is Jeff wrestling right now?"
"Yeah, wanna watch the match with me? Matt's behind the curtain, so I have no one to watch the match with." Amy stood up and turned on the television that was in the locker room.
"Actually, Amy, I'm sorry but there's something I have to do." Trish bolted out of her seat and ran out of the locker room before Amy could stop her.
"ButTrish!" She called. But it was too late, and the diva decided not to stop her from whatever she had to do.
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