Chapter 20
Phil seethed hands clinched, yanking on his own hair in pure frustration. He turned and began punching the metal locker, wall, door and everything and anything in his way, ignoring the pain shooting through his hands. He didn't give two shits about himself or his health anymore.
All he saw was red. Vickie and her damn goons, Hawkins, Ryder, Chavo, Bam, Show, and now that big fucking idiot Batista, was kissing her ass to get ahead. How fucking convenient that Bitch-tista was drafted back to Smackdown in the Raw trade for Adam. That piece of Smackdown garbage put his hands where they didn't belong; he put his hands on Phil's lover. He put his hands on Adam Copeland.
Sure Phil had told Adam not to get involved in the match… and he'd blatantly ignored Phil's order, but when Dave put his filthy hands on Adam, it was after the match had ended, so Phil couldn't really blame Adam in the least bit. That was all Dave's fault and Phil intended on paying him back, tenfold.
"Fucking son of bitch!" Phil snarled and resumed punching, and now kicking the wall, only ceasing when a pair of strong arms wrapped over his arms, blocking any attempt to continue further abusing the wall.
"Geez Phil, what'd the damn wall do to ya?" A southern voice drawled close to his ear. Phil took a deep breath to attempt to calm himself down some. "Nothing, Jeff, Nothing." he muttered out to his longtime friend who attempted to comfort him.
"Ya know beatin' the shit outta the wall won't help your cause. Breaking your hand won't help you get back at Dave for what he did to Ads… Come on Philly you're smarter than this" Jeff murmured consoling his distraught friend who began violently struggling at the mention of Dave's name.
The mere mention of that assholes name and Phil saw his smug face, steel chair in hand, heard Adam's cry of pain before a resounding thud echoed, Phil saw Adam's pained face as he writhed on the ring mat. Jeff grit his teeth in attempt to control Phil as he began tensing up all over.
"Phillip calm the fuck down. Okay I know Adam means the world to you. I know how you feel; I've been where you are Philly. I'm not the enemy! I love you! You're like a fucking little brother to me! Now stop and fucking listen!" Jeff snarled his words of angered endearment causing Phil to relax against his chest.
"Thank you" he grunted tightening his hold on Phil who was taking deep breaths to further calm himself.
"Jeff… you weren't exactly the calmest person when you found out Masters was abusing Johnny… Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?" Phil grumbled out as Jeff sneered in over his shoulder.
"That's me. Phillip, you're like a little brother to me and Matt, we freaking love your little ass… okay? We don't want to see you do something stupid and either get hurt, or get in trouble. I know it's hard, but hear me out. Play this out. Okay, don't let Vickie, Show, Dave, Ryder, Hawkins, Bam, or Chavo taunt you… draw you into a trap… into making a stupid mistake that you're going to regret." Jeff murmured calming Phil down slightly.
"But…" Phil started before Jeff shushed him. "No buts baby… The only butt you should be concerned with is Addy's. Now let's see that hand." Jeff murmured releasing the straight edge superstar, gently taking his hands seeing smeared blood, as his fingers moved into Phil's knuckles. Phil hissed as Jeff went about checking to make sure he didn't break his hand.
"Luckily the damn things not broken you lucky bastard. Now… let me clean you up… then you need to go check on Adam, poor boy is beside himself." Jeff muttered as he grabbed the first aid kit, pulling out antiseptic and gauze. "I don't believe in luck" Phil grunted, suddenly yelping as Jeff squeezed his hand to shut him up. "You bastard" Phil gasped as Jeff chuckled as he quickly set about wrapping Phil's knuckles.
"I don't think I can face him" Phil whispered absentmindedly as Jeff glanced up after neatly tying off the bandage. "Why the fuck not?" Jeff asked raising an eyebrow as he set about putting the kit away.
"The person I love the most… was hurt, not five feet away from me. I couldn't stop it from happening… It's… I couldn't even protect him… it's dawning on me that I might be in over my head… Jeff I can't protect him…" Phil whispered as he blinked away tears forming. Jeff sighed, wrapping his arms around the broken man, holding him against him. At that moment Johnny peeked his head in, seeing his lover comforting Phil, he silently slipped in the room. "Jeffy?"
Jeff glanced up, his hands rubbing soothing circles on Phil's lower back. "Yeah babe?" he asked as Johnny chewed his bottom lip. "Ads is asking bout Philly." he murmured as Phil slowly pulled away from Jeff's embrace. "How is he?" he asked hoarsely.
"Go fucking see him. He's hurting and he needs you Philly" Johnny urged as Phil finally released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, before he nodded his head, leaving the room.
"Come 'ere" Jeff whispered as he pulled Johnny into his arms holding him gently against him. "I love you baby. Just want you to know that. I know I don't say it nearly as much as I should… But I really do love you baby" Jeff whispered cupping Johnny's face before kissing him sweetly on the lips, making the younger man whine into his mouth, and slip his arms around Jeff's shoulders.
Johnny broke the kiss for air after a few minutes. "I love… you… too Jeffy" He whispered back breathlessly as he rested his forehead against Jeff's. "I love you so freaking much… it kind of hurts being away from you for so long" Johnny admitted as Jeff cuddled him close. "I know baby… I'm going to see what I can do to get you on Raw with me" he whispered making Johnny smile with hope.
Phil walked nervously into his shared locker room, seeing Adam sitting on the couch, tears in his green eyes as Cena and Randy attempt and failed in cheering him up. "Philly!" he whimpered when he caught sight of Phil standing in the door way. Randy and Cena took that as they're cue to leave as Phil closed the door behind them. "Come here lovely" Phil murmured gently to him as Adam pulled Phil flush against his chest. "I'm sorry Philly. I should've listened" He whispered as his face contorted in pain.
"No baby. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you like I promised." Phil murmured his gaze trained on the floor as Adam sat up, hissing in pain as he did so, his hands slipped under Phil's jaw, crooking his fingers slightly to tip Phil's up so he was looking at him.
"Philly I'm a wrestler too. I've taken worse shots than this one, I've been hurt worse than this, in case you forgot… I've had a broken neck baby…and if anything this was my fault and mine alone" Adam started as Phil opened his mouth to argue his point only for Adam to cut him off with a small kiss to the lips.
"Shush you. I'm not done. If anyone knows Vickie it's me, I should've known she'd have something else up her sleeve. I should've known she'd pull something else outta her fat rolls. And I should've counted on Batista taking her up on her offer. I thought I was scum… Dave's the biggest scum you'll ever come across." Adam muttered out as Phil buried his face in Adam's blonde locks, breathing him in.
"Baby… I don't want to fight with you… I don't care what I said earlier… I'm sorry…" Phil whispered as Adam nodded in agreement, kissing Phil's cheek.
"Phil I don't care what happened in the ring. I want to put it behind us… and by putting it behind us… I mean I don't want you blaming yourself for what happened either. But… we do need to do something about Vickie because she won't stop until she gets me back or puts you on the shelf for good. There's no fucking way in hell I'd ever consider going back to her, and I don't want to see you get hurt." Adam murmured kissing Phil's head.
"She can't hurt me." Phil murmured sitting down and pulling Adam against him. "No… not physically, but she'll use La 'Famila to do her dirty work, and hurt me to get to you. Or vice versa. Either way she'll be hurting both of us." Adam murmured laying his head against Phil's shoulder.
"Let's not talk about her anymore…" Phil muttered as Adam glanced at Phil's bandaged hands. "What the hell?" he muttered taking Phil's hand in his. "What'd you do?"
"Dumb ass was punching cement walls, lockers, doors… anything and everything" Jeff muttered as he and Johnny walked in, Jeff's arm wrapped around Johnny's shoulders. "Phil!" Adam exclaimed glaring daggers at his boyfriend. "Jeff!" Phil yelled glaring at the younger Hardy brother. "What… we're besties again… there's a rule that I tell him everything… can't hide stuff from my older brother" Jeff replied with a smirk, Johnny giggling into his neck as Phil stared at him with his mouth agape.
"Damn you Hardy" he sneered making Adam whack him across the chest. "Don't you blame him! Mr. you had better start explaining!" Adam glared crossing his arms as Phil shifted nervously under his gaze. "What I got pissed off! I took out most of my aggression!" Phil muttered throwing up his hands. "I beat the shit outta some lockers, wall whatever the fuck was around at the time" He grumbled as Adam pinched his nipple. "OW! Release it you devil!" He hissed out trying to pry Adam's fingers off his nipple.
Jeff chuckled and Johnny giggled at the display. Phil and Ad were so cute even when they argued with one another, it was amusing to them. "Dammit Jeff… you couldn't keep your big mouth shut?" Phil asked quirking his lips as he crossed his arms over his chest, starting to pout.
"Nope" Jeff answered smirking.
"You're supposed to take out your aggression on me!" Adam whined as Phil blushed. "Adam!" he exclaimed as Jeff burst out laughing. Johnny, who'd been biting his lip in effort to stifle his giggles, gave up and buried his face in Jeff's neck, giggling uncontrollably. "Adam I'd never hurt you!" Phil glared as Adam smirked though still in pain. "Nah baby… I meant rough sex" Adam replied with a wink.
"Ugh… Adam" Phil muttered as he pulled his babe close to place a kiss on his head. "Come on… I'm going to get you cleaned up and… we can head back to the hotel… and have some room service, and a movie or something… I'll give you a back massage… then put you to bed" Phil murmured as he helped Adam up from the couch and walked him towards the showers. Jeff smirked as he and Johnny left the love birds alone to go find Randy, Cena, Matt, Evan, Jack and Mike.
"Is Ad okay?" Randy asked as soon as Jeff and John stepped into the room. "Yeah he and Phil are both fine…" Jeff murmured as he walked over to Matt and Evan who were cuddling in the corner. "Matt… We need to do something about Vickie and La 'Famila" he started as Matt nodded. "Yeah tell me about it." He muttered back.
"We can't do shit so long as she is the GM though" Evan cut in.
"Yeah because she'll always have something someone wants… something to bargain..." Cena spoke up leaning against the table as he crossed his arms over his massive chest.
"True" Randy agreed leaning near Cena.
"We do however have something she wants though…" Mike murmured walking out of Jake's arms to take center floor.
"Whoa… what are you saying" Johnny asked his partner as Mike frowned.
"Phil probably won't go for it… but Vickie wants Adam back obviously… that's why she employed Smackdown's big guns in Batista and Show…" He murmured glancing at Johnny, and noticing the frown on Jeff's face.
"Are you saying we fucking put Adam on the line?" Randy snarled before Jeff had a chance to bite Mike's head off himself. Randy was in Mike's face in an instant, with Cena's arms around him to attempt to drag him away before a fight broke out. "Randy calm down" he murmured as Randy basically ignored him.
Jake was in Randy's face within seconds, defending his much smaller lover. "Jake calm down!" Matt growled as he, Evan and Mike grabbed the larger man's arms while Jeff, Cena, and Johnny held Randy back. "Stop Orton!" Jeff snarled shoving Orton down on the couch, before storming up and shoving Jake on his ass.
"If we don't FUCKING GET IT TOGETHER… La 'Famila will tear us apart! Do you two fucking want that?" Jeff asked sneering at Randy and Jake. "No" they both answered at the same time.
"Well then… Get it together." Jeff sneered before he wrapped an arm around Johnny pulling him close. "Mike, would you put John… MY Johnny in harms way to achieve something?" he asked as Mike hung his head. "No…" he whispered feeling ashamed of himself for proposing the idea of putting Adam on the line.
"The way you feel about John, being your best friend… is how Randy feels for Adam. He and Adam are closer then you and John. Randy and Adam have been friends since…" Jeff looked to Randy for help.
"Since 2002… when I started out, he was helping out on Smackdown and I was wrestling dark matches. He gave me tips, treated me like a person… like one of the guys unlike everyone else who looked at me as though I were the lowest scum on the face of the earth. Adam was… and still is the sweetest guy I've ever met… he's like a brother to me…" Randy murmured glaring at Mike, as he chewed on his bottom lip.
Jeff nodded. "Mike… how long have you been friends with John?"
Mike sighed. "Almost two years" he muttered back.
"Jake you should've kept out of it. It wasn't your fight. Mike brought this on himself" Jeff said kissing John's head as Jake said nothing, pulling himself off the floor.
"And Mike do you see why Randy reacted the way he did?" Jeff asked as he continued. Mike nodded his head 'yes'.
"Okay… We need to come up with a plan… before Summerslam." Jeff murmured as everyone got together to attempt to come up with some kind of plan before Vickie stuck again.
"Philly… Thanks for the message… I love you" Adam murmured sleepily snuggling into Phil's shoulder. Phil wrapped his arms around Adam, holding him close as he listened to his heartbeat. "I love you too baby." Phil whispered into Adam's hair, before Phil knew it Adam was out.
"It's okay Adam, Vickie won't put her hands on you again" Phil murmured to the sleeping blonde in his arms, pressing his lips to Adam's head sweetly before he drifted off.
End of Chapter 20.
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