Hey all you cheeky monkeys that have managed to put up with my slack ass...I mean how long do I wanna leave between updates right?! I really am sorry chicklets, But reality calls me away from the fanfic realm and then my emails get on top of me, so I can't write more...But here is the next installment of Happy Never After.
"Thanks for the help earlier Maggot."
"No problemo Mattie, Thanks for the do." He gave me a hug and I walked outside. Jeff was impatiently waiting next to a pretty rusty and old looking paddle van. I walked over to him, but before I could make it someone poked out from behind the boot.
"You must be Elsie, let me take your bag." I handed the older man my bag, not knowing who he was.
"Squirt, I'd like you to meet my dad, Gil, Daddy this is my girl, Elsie."
"Nice to meet you Mr Hardy."
"Nice to meet you too dear, but please, call me Gil."
"Ok, and Gil, please don't call me Elsie." I pulled Jeff in for what could have been a kiss, but brought his ear down. "Skittles, you owe me so bad, not telling me I'm meeting your father, how was I supposed to prepare?" I whispered roughly.
"You're great he loves you, just as you are." I blushed. Gil coughed, which brought Jeff and I back to our predicament.
"Umm, Squirt, Dad said he'd drop us at the airport." I nodded in understanding, whilst trembling at the thought of a whole car ride with Jeff and his dad, but moved towards the car as if on autopilot. With Gil driving, Jeff passenger and me in the back, Gil drives a lot like Jeff, or more so Jeff drives a lot like Gil. The whole ride I was feeling pretty uncomfortable, Gil was trying to be polite, asking questions about me, but honestly I was scared to answer, I mean meeting the parents is a big time thing in any relationship. I'm pretty sure I dodged enough because he stopped asking me things after about half an hour, so I listened to Jeff's ipod, leaving Jeff and Gil to talk. I got bored of listening to the music, so I paused the song, to eavesdrop, I know it's rude, but I'm a girl, I love gossip, whatever form it's in.
"She's a very nice girl I must say." Gil said, giving me a glance in the rear-view mirror, I bopped my head as if listening to music.
"She really is, I think this is like it Daddy." My eyes bugged out, I would've loved to be a bug on the windshield then, to have seen Gil's face on that one. But me, the one? WOW.
"That's a mighty statement there Jeffro"
"I know, but I've never felt this way about anyway, like ever."
"Well then I'm proud. Now, tell me, if this is the girl for you, how is it that she seemed shy and not able to talk much before."
"I hadn't told her she would meet you today." Gil nodded, I pushed play on Jeff's ipod, I've heard about enough for one lifetime I think.
I am the one for him? Wow that's like wow. I really wish Bray were here to talk to right about now. This is absolutely huge, I mean what can I compare this to? I have no backup, I really don't know if he's the one or not. Sure, he's got my entire heart hanging on my will by a thread, the rest is his, but is it that true ove, or lust…or teen love or fist love? I'm so confused. No now is not the time to be confused. Ok girly, think. Ok, true love comes once in a lifetime, we spend our while lives searching for it. It only happens once, and there is only one way to end it, in a box. So now all I've gotta know is whether or not this is love, or just something else…man why does emotions gotta be this hard. Ok, what I know right now. I love him, to what degree I don't know but I love him, and he loves me, that enough for me to live with.
Sat in the back of a very old rusting paddle can, my thoughts flew to my mum. I decided to mentally talk to her, since she died her spirit had, in a way, become the voice inside my head. I spoke to it, and thought about her when I needed guidance and help. And somehow I always thought of something. So once again I drew on the strength she left in me.
Mum, I really miss you, you know. I mean now I'm more confuse than when I got my first period, I mean sure there's sex-ed, but everyone knows that you either joke around or sleep through that, complete and utter SnC…snooze and cruise mum. Jeez. Anyway, I mean I was trippin, thank god for nanny, honestly. But now my heart is on the line, how do I know if Jeff is the man of my dreams or not? I mean did you think dad was the man of yours? Or did you just think it was like love, but not? I'm confused. I really don't want to end like you mum, with Mattie cutting my breaks. Hey mum, guess what, I'm like famous now. Weird hey, a girl from a small ass country town two hundred miles from whoop whoop. I'm a diva in the wwe. How cool is that? The wwe is wrestling, like fighting, guess I'll fit right in hey, I mean all the trouble I got into at school. And then there's Jeff, the boy with my heart. I know the first thing you'd say too, he's too old, but you should see us together mum, it's like pizza and cheese, they belong together, I mean imagine cheeseless pizza…eww. Mum, I miss you a million slices of bread. So tell me do I stay with Jeff, do I leave? Am I destined for your life? Do I get abetter one? I'd love to know, but I know you'll let me find out on my own. Mum please watch over me, I know you have been on and off, but please mummy, watch over me in my matches. I really would feel better with you there.
I opened my eyes, finding that once again I had been mouthing word for word what I was saying, as thought she were right in front of me. Jeff's gorgeous big green eyes were looking at me.
"What's up?"
"We're here, you were kind of off in your own world, like rapping or something."
"I'll tell you later. Ok, let's just go. " I opened the door "Thank you so much for the ride Mr…umm…Gil. I appreciate it."
"It's ok dear, just treat my boy right."
"Ok" I walked to the boot, blushing like a dingo. I grabbed mine and Jeff's bags and waited on the curb for Jeff to finish talking to his dad. He hopped out and we watched as Gil drove off. Time to go to Alabama for Raw. Jeff told me to relax, so I went to an overpriced coffee shop, more like window. And bought a really burnt cup of coffee. Being a waitress you learn how to make coffee, and what tastes good, not to brag or anything, but my coffee was the absolute shit. Everyone said so. I almost spit it out, but instead I downed this shit in one go. I sat in a fairly uncomfortable plastic chair whilst Jeff organised flight details and shit like that.
He walked over and spotted me.
"Thought I'd find you near the smell of coffee." He chuckled.
"Tastes like absolute shit though." I said, just above a whisper. "They burnt it."
"How do you burn coffee?"
"The beans, once you attach the shot of coffee beans to the machine you've got like 3 seconds to push the water shot or the coffee burns." I said, rolling my eyes.
"Coffee addict." He teased.
"What? I'm not that bad, only like five…maybe seven a day."
"Are you shitting me?" Wow, he actually did a double take…funniest thing ever.
"Nope, Jeff I waitress… I drink coffee a lot." I waited for the usual nod that I got from that statement.
"You're not a waitress, you're a sexy ass diva." I smiled, still feeling like I was dreaming. A boyfriend, a dad and a dream job all in a week. I really should email Bray about all this. I will. In Alabama.
"Now boarding flight 458 to Alabama through gate 14." The overly nasally voice came over the intercom.
"That's us Squirt, let's roll." We walked over with our carry ons. Boarded the plane and got comfy in our seats, which Jeff got together. I was supposed to sit by the window, so not happening, me and heights, I don think so.
"Hey Jeff, can I switch, please? I don't do heights." Jeff smirked. Why did he have to smirk?
"Sorry Squirt, seats a seat." Damn you Hardy. I begrudgingly sat in my window seat. I felt like punching, so I did, sure it wasn't nice but he screwed me next to the window. I punched Jeff in the right shoulder, the one closest to me.
"What was that for?" Jeff asked rubbing his shoulder.
"Well, seen as a certain person wouldn't move, I decided said person was my pillow, and I hate pillows that aren't satisfactory." I said bullshitting my way through that one. I put my head on Jeff's shoulder.
"You know dud, she has a point. You shouldn't have been so rude to a girl." A so far unrecognised voice said.
"Yea but you don't know her." Jeff whined back. That was all I heard before falling asleep…again.
Elsie, my gorgeous little possum. I am so proud of you, making it onto international television. I was there last week you know, I saw that kick, or rather I anticipated that kick, that's why you hardly felt it, I came and took it from you. No matter what I'll always be here to help you. That boy, Jeff, he may be older than you, but you and him are good together, you'd have to be six feet under not to see that…ok, well you know what I mean. I've been talking to his mother, Ruby. He is a good boy, I'm glad you have him, she's very proud of his, just like I am of you. But possum, don't forget about Bray, he misses you, he's really worried about you actually, he thinks And has you in more than one piece already. Possum, just follow your heart, anywhere and everywhere. You're destined for greatness, I knew as soon as I held you in my arms that you would do great things, and you are. Just remember, no matter what anyone says about me, or you, that you are an amazing person who is stronger than anyone I've ever known. And sweetpea, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you that night, I know you blame yourself but you were only ten. There was nothing you could do, I only wish I had known, or could've stopped it somehow. Poppy sends his love, he's been eating lots of mars bars, he misses you and thinks you are going to go far. We're always watching over you, we'll always be here. And remember I love you my possum.
Was that really my mum? Or just some whacked up crappy coffee induced dream? Either way it was like, well like I had finally said goodbye, like properly, I couldn't do it at the funeral, I really didn't get what was happening. But now it felt like she answered all my questions on everything. Jeff, my new job, everything. I looked at Jeff, who was currently listening to his ipod.
"Skittles" I said, nudging him. He took the earphones out of his ears and looked at me.
"What's up Squirt?" He asked, concern shining through his eyes.
"Umm this may sound a little weird, but I'm pretty sure it's not a dream." Yea, that didn't sound weird at all…maybe you should explain yourself you tool.
"Ok" See look what I just told…myself…the curiosity in that 'ok' was enormous.
"My mum, she replied, you know." Great I sound like a freak. "And she said your mum said she was proud of you. I just wanted you to know." And back to the waitressing life I go.
"So that's what you were doing." Hardy boy say what? Where's the crazy looks and stuff like that. "I should've known, I do it too. You were talking to your mum in the car right?"
"Yea, I talk to her and my Poppy a lot." Should've known Jeff would get it.
"You know my mum answered me twice I think. I talk to her every three days, but I think they answer when they feel you need guidance and help the most. Your mum said she loved you with all her heart, but it was time someone else down here was able to have a place in it."
"My mum spoke to you too?"
"No, my mum did, passed along a message. Just the other day actually." I smiled, knowing this was right for me, now, this was it. I put my head on his shoulder once more. "And Squirt,"
"Yea?"
"There's an ipod in my laptop bag for you later."
"You really didn't have to."
"Yea I did, you're always stealing mine." Ass. "Now go back to sleep and have wonderful dreams about me."
"Hot head." His shoulder moved as he silently laughed. At least he was just kidding…I really hope the ipod's real though...kidding, or am I?
Read and Review...I swear I'll update faster if you do...but if you don't I'll...Hmmm what to do, what to do...Oooh I know, I'll shave Jeff Hardy's head so he looks like Teale Jakubenko of Australian Idol...I swear I'm not lying either.