Disclaimer: You know the drill; no I don't own any of the WWE superstars or know them personally. This story is purely fan fiction, just like all my other stories. Don't bother to sue me; I work in a fast food outlet so you won't get much from me anyway.

Rating: NC- 17 (language, little violence (after all it is a wrestling fic) drug reference, sexual content.)

Characters: Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy, Shawn Michaels, Vince McMahon, John Cena and other WWE wrestlers.

Chapter Five

Abby sat around impatiently waiting for Matt to call her back. Her dad had gone out for the night with Batista, John and a few of the other superstars. She grabbed a magazine out of her bag beside her bed and started to flick through it. She sighed at looked at the time on her watch. 5o'clock. She gritted her teeth and slammed the magazine back on the ground. She jumped nearly out of her skin when her hotel room phone started to ring. She walked over to it and picked it up."Hello?"

"Hey Abby, its Matt. How are you?" Matt said at the other end of the line.

"Oh alright, bored though, how are you?" She replied curling the phone wire around her finger. She was trying to sound as calm as possible. She always got nervous whenever she talked on the phone to a guy she liked. It bugged her.

"Yeah I'm good. Are you still up for coming around tonight?" He asked.

"Yeah of course I am." She replied excitedly.

"Ok, well come around to my hotel room in about an hour or so. Are you allowed to drink?" He asked again.

"No way. Dad is total against alcohol and especially towards someone my age." She replied.

"Nah, that's fine, I was just checking. Well anyway like I said, just come around in about an hour, I'll be there and maybe a few of my mates from around town. I'll see ya then sweetie." He explained.

"Yeah okay, see you then Matt." She smiled as she hung up the phone. She walked over to her suitcase and pulled out a blue plastic bag and emptied out a pile of clothes onto the floor. She searched through the items of clothing for a top. These clothes were her more sexier wardrobe. Clothes her father didn't know about. They weren't trashy as some of the clothes the divas wore. But they were definitely clothes her dad wouldn't approve of. She decided on a silver metallic halter neck top that cut off at her belly button, and a loose knee length black skirt. She placed her black high heels on and headed over to the bathroom.

She brushed her long, blonde hair and applied a large amount of mascara and eyeliner on. She never wore a lot of makeup but she felt like it tonight. She quickly applied her lip gloss and headed out of the bathroom, turning off the light. She walked over to the couch and sat down and waited for the hour to pass.

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Matt went to open the bathroom door to find Jeff standing in front of the mirror, naked and trimming his beard. "Oh for fuck sake put some pants on. Your dick is the last thing I want to see." Matt said disgusted as he picked up a pair of Jeff's pants from off the floor and tossed them at him. "And this room is a mess, we leave tomorrow night Jeff and we're going to be out most of the day rehearsing for the house show."

"I'll clean it up later Matt, I'm a little busy." Jeff replied, barely even listening to Matt as he was concentrating on trimming his beard.

"Fine, at least put some pants on. You don't want to scare Abby away." Matt said and chuckled as he saw Jeff's eyes pop.

Jeff dropped his razor into the sink, put the pair of sweats on that Matt had thrown at his feet and walked out of the bathroom. "Abby's coming over?" He asked as he removed the towel wrapped around his head and shook his newly dyed purple hair around to stop it from dripping wet.

"Yeah, in about 20 minutes." Matt replied as he took out a bottle of beer from the fridge and pulled the cap off.

"Oh." Jeff replied and sat down on his bed, pretending not to be interested.

Matt placed his beer on the table and walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Jeff sighed and looked at the clock. Just then Matt's phone started ringing.

"Jeff answer that for me!" Matt called out from the bathroom.

Jeff got up and walked over to Matt's phone that was sitting on his bed. "Hello?"

"Matt?" Said a voice from the other end.

"No, it's Jeff." Jeff replied.

"Oh sorry, can I please speak to him now, it's Ashley." Ashley said from the other end of the line, it sounded as though she was crying.

"Yeah whatever." Jeff said. Stupid bitch didn't even recognize the voice of her own boyfriend. "Matt its Ashley."

Matt came hurrying out of the bathroom and grabbed the phone off Jeff. "Hey baby, what's up?"

Jeff walked out to the balcony and looked across at the view of the beach in the distance. He noticed how beautiful the water looked as the evening sun shone across it. He sighed. Here he was stuck in a boring hotel room when he could be out on the beach making passionate love to a beautiful woman. His thoughts were interrupted by Matt at the balcony door. "Ashley's dad has just suffered a stroke Jeff."

"What?" Jeff replied, surprised.

"I'm catching a plane with her to go see him in the hospital. I'll probably be gone for a few days. We're leaving now." Matt replied as he walked back into the room and started packing his belongings into his suitcase.

"Matt, its 6 o'clock in the evening. You don't even know her parents. Wait until the morning or something." Jeff explained.

"What? Jeff her father might be dying and you want us to wait until the morning? No. Don't be so selfish." Matt yelled.

"Fine Matt, go fly half way across the country with this bitch you hardly even know to see some old guy you've never met before." Jeff spat back.

"Don't call her a bitch you fucken asshole. I swear to god…just leave me alone Jeff. I better text Abby to let her know." Matt replied and got out his phone. "Look at the time. I have to go. Tell Vince what's happened, though I think Ashley's already left him a message, but do it just incase for me okay?" He replied and walked out the door with his suitcase.

"Bye." Jeff replied quietly. Well that was unexpected, he thought to himself as he closed the door and walked over to his suitcase and placed a jacket on, there was no way he was going to sit around all night in a hotel room all by himself. Just then there was a knock at the door. Jeff walked over to the door and opened it. His mouth dropped when he saw Abby standing there. She looked even more stunning then the last time he saw her. "Hi." He said.

"Hey, is Matt there?" She asked, disappointed to see Jeff answer the door.

"Oh, uh, didn't you get his message he sent you before?" Jeff asked, trying to look at her in her beautiful blue eyes, rather then focus on the small amount of cleavage poking through her top.

Abby frowned and pulled her phone out of her bag and noticed she had an unread message.

Hey Abby, its me Matt. Sry but been caught up n I'll be out of town 4 a few days. We'll catch up soon though I promise. Sry again.

Abby shoved her phone back into her bag and closed her eyes, trying not to let her tears of disappointment fall down her cheeks.

Jeff noticed she was crying. He wanted to pull her into a hug, but he knew she'd just freak out. "Here, come in, I'll get you something to dry your eyes." And he waited for Abby to walk into the room before he shut the door and walked into the bathroom; he grabbed a hand towel off the towel rack and handed it over to Abby who was sitting on the couch.

"Thanks." She replied, and patted her cheeks dry. "Great, evening ruined."

"Well at least you had something planned, unlike me." Jeff replied, sitting down next to her.

Abby looked up at him. "You know you're not helping me feel any better with that stupid response."

Jeff frowned. "Fucken hell. It's not my fault he's not here."

"Please don't swear, I don't like that language." Abby replied back.

Jeff chuckled to himself, this girl was unbelievable. "This is my hotel room, and I'll say whatever the fuck I want."

Abby gritted her teeth, his guy was an absolute pig, no wonder Matt wasn't around. "Oh you are despicable. I don't blame Matt for not wanting to hang around here with you."

"Haha well sweetheart, I got news for you. He's probably most likely heading out of the state right now with his girlfriend." Jeff knew he was being harsh, breaking the news to her that Matt has a girlfriend like that. But he had nothing to loose, but he had everything to gain.