This chapter proved to be particurarly annoying to write, I have a trizillion ideas over other plots, but I'm stuck in time, and that just led to a bad bad writers bloc…
Big big thanx to all of you who reviewed and who like this story, you guys made me open the file often and try to find some plots and continuing, and I'm really sorry it took sooooooooooo long
I hope this chapter will be what you guys have been waiting for and you'll like it
Disclaimer: Just to repeat myself, I don't own any of the guys, nor do I own the WWE, and no, I won't sell my stash of weed to pay any fine *mouahahaha* no no, I'm just having too much time on my hands and so I've got nothing better to do than to make up stories that have nothing to do with the reality…
Let's face it, I'm completely insane, so don't even think about messing with me :D, who knows what I've got chained up in my basement ready to bite your ass :D…
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Chapter 22
"Holy Shit, man, I'll kill whoever that is", Shannon had gotten up from his bed, after having calmed Matt down and managed to get him to take a shower and lay down and calm himself, which had been the most important thing and far from easy, calming the older Hardy brother, because after realizing what had happened he had wanted a piece of Jeff and didn't care about who he'd have to fight to get to him, and it took every ruse and scheme Shannon could come up with to get Matt to cool down… And now that they were trying to sleep someone next door had a moaning contest beyond ever heard… Matt had growled and gotten up, making Shannon jump too, hoping it wasn't the next treat on Jeff that was being started, but all Matt had done was knock against the wall, smirking, "Shan, who the fuck is that?", Shannon had made it over to Matt's bed and sat down, rubbing his eyes and yawning, rolling himself in Matt's cover, "I have no idea, I've been trying to figure it out for at least half an hour, I thought Batista, but then again it sounded like Kane, so no idea…", Matt was pacing and glaring at Shannon, "Jeff and the Taker… Batista and Kane… Gets worse and worse… They all turn out so depraved, never knew they all screw each other…", Shannon shook his head "Nope, they are not on our floor Matt, so no, Jeff is innocent for once, as for Dave and Kane… and depraved… Don't make them hear you, I wouldn't want to see you crushed between them", Matt pointed to his back, pacing through the room "He's as guilty as they come Shannon, and you know that as well as I do", Shannon got up and sighed, I'll make those pigs stop next door Matt, please, no more discussions about your bro, just for tonight, ok", and Shannon was gone, on his way, unaware of what shock life had in store for him…
A loud knock on the wall made Glen open his eyes and try to focus, not for long, what Dave was doing to him was just too… well, too enticing to care about knocks… The second one was louder and got Dave's attention vaguely too, before he bended and kissed Glen, "Jalous bastards…", Glen bit him in his lip, sucking the blood, his tongue caressing the torn flesh, "Hummmm", their moans just got louder and turned into visceral cries… Accompagned by a loud knock on their door as their orgasms washed over them… The next knock made them both growl, and Shannon never really knew what was coming, when the door opened and Dave stood there, naked, sweaty, without any shame and not caring a bit who would be in front of him, but upon noticing the identity a large grin made it to his still flustered face "What is it, wanna join us Moore?", Shannon's cheeks had tourned red the second the door had opened and he had seen who had been keeping them from sleep, and staring past Dave at Glen who was laying on the bed, stretching seductively, "Yeah, come on, join us Shannon", he didn't believe it, it couldn't be, and Shannon was gone before they could add anything more, and he never got Dave's laughter…
"Is it me or are Shannon and Matt really rooming next door?", Dave shrugged his shoulders, "Who really cares Glen, hein, sur as hell not me", Glen pulled Dave back to bed and whispered, biting his ear "Oh I'm sure Vince will be, those two won't be able of keeping it a secret you know", Dave lay down next to Glen, trying not to fall of the bed, and put his head on his shoulder, one hand caressing Glens chest, "Jalous… They are just jalous"
Shannon got back and got to bed, a little pale and making Matt feel slightly uneasy, "What now Shannon?", he glanced over and whispered "You were so right, they are so depraved… Kane and Batista are screwing each other", Matt kept back a giggle "Yeah right… Nice joke Moore", "I'm fucking serious man", "Kane and Batista? Who tops?", "I've got no idea, and I sure as hell don't want to find out, man, why is it that I have to suffer all the time, next time you're the ass going over to disturb…", now Matt was laughing as he rolled over and looked at Shannon "They did something to you?", Shannon, far from amused, replied, biting the covers in between words "Nooo, but they looked at me, and Dave was naked, man, naked, he didn't know it was me, he couldn't know, but he didn't even give a shit if Vince or some crazy fan would stand there or not, just opened the door, naked…", Shannon made gestures and sounds of disgust and fright, making Matt laugh his ass of, momentarly taken away from his vengeance plans for Jeff "Seems to have impressed you quite a bit Shan…", "No", "Oh yes, long ago I saw you this excited", "Screw you" Shannon turned, annoyed, but happy to see his friend busy with another topic than his brother, "Is he nicely hung? The Animal I mean" Shannon stared at Matt "You're unbelievable, why don't you go and check for yourself", "That good ha?", "Oh Matt, please… I was concentrating on looking in his face not… Euuuh", Shannon shook his head sighing "They'll so remind me everytime they'll see me from now on, why, why oh lord did I have to go over", Matt had to hide his face in the pillow not to burst out in laughter…
Jeff woke way too early for his own good, still feeling a little sick, and glancing over to Mark, saw the Taker was still asleep. He contemplated him for a while, then got silently up and moved over to the bathroom, splashing his face and taking some pills… Jeez he hated feeling like that on days with shows, he'd have to act happy all day, as if his stomach wasn't hurting, nor his back or his knees for that matter, Jeff rubbed over them, the skin scratched and the dawning of what happened bringing that sour feeling back in his stomach pit… He wanted to kill his brother right now, or at least hurt him, and that made him feel even worse, he hated the situation more than everything, and there was no way it would change soon, the way his brother acted only predicted that the worst was still to come…
Mark was a really light sleeper and heard Jeff get up, half somnolant already, but decided to leave Jeff alone, at least for the moment, wanting to see what Jeff would do thinking he was asleep, even when he had already a good idea on why it took him so long and why the water was still flowing… In Mark's mind the worst ideas started spinning, finishing with the thought of a bloodcheck on Jeff, and since Vince had asked him to take care of the problem, he already saw the fiasko come straight at him to bite him nicely in his… He couldn't finish that thought, just close his eyes fast, Jeff coming out of the bath and getting back in bed, no way he would go down already, even if he felt a lot better, no, right now Vince would behead him on the spot, with his glare, that thought made Jeff giggle a little as he got down and pulled the covers back up, pluging his mp3-player in his ears and getting comfortable…
Ric made it down, not before he had made a bet with Terry, Hogan not believing that Kane and Batista would really make it to the breakfast table, but Ric believing in the sense of humour both man had, "They will, if just to show that they manage to have torride nights and active days", "No way, you'll see, you'll be with Vince alone Ric", "We'll see Terri", "Yes, and now get out, I wanna sleep some more", Ric couldn't suppress his laughter as he exited the room, knowing he would win…
Dave got out of the bathroom, only to be tackled to the floor by Glen, "Hummm", "Glen, Ric is waiting for us, and you know how I feel about him and what I owe him, I have to go", "Sure, just a little quickie before breakfast", Dave was aroused the second Glen had touched him anyways and chuckled, lifting his ass a little provoking a low rumble from the man on top of him, "Since you don't take no for an answer I'll have to endure you a little more", "As if you minded", Glen wanted something hard and quick and that's just what he took, Dave's moans signaling him his lover enjoyed every trust he was giving him…
Ric sat down next to Regal, looking behind him following the Brits gaze and chuckled, "I knew it", "That they would come for breakfast?", "Yeah", "Why wouldn't they?", "Forget it", William didn't seem to understand what Flair was hinting at, and stared at the two men that headed straight for the buffet before coming and taking the free seats, "Good Morning gentlemen", Dave smiled at Ric, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing tenderly, "Slept good?", Glen marveled a second how he missed how close those two were until now and followed Batista with his eyes as he got down too, listening to his lover, feeling a bit awkward in seeing Dave as such, Dave noticing, no, sensing Glen's gaze look at him before he gave him a sweet yet discreet smile, Ric noticing the bond that seemed to have created between the two men but chosing to ignore it "Yes, and yourself?", "Yup", Dave grinned at Glen who shrugged his shoulders "Don't look at me, I had nothing to do with that", both Ric and Dave laughed, William still trying to find out what was going on and if they were really "doing stuff", but soon interrupted by McMahon, "I see at least a couple of you still listen to me", Ric motioned him to sit down "They all sleep long on days of shows Vince and you know it… Don't punish them for wanting to be good at their job", turning to Regal as he took a sip of coffee, flashing his innocent smile and making everybody smirk before they even heard what he would say "Guys… Don't look at me like that… I just wanted to ask you a favor William", Regal, still chewing on his breakfast made a move with his head, asking Ric to continue, as Ric looked over at Vince, who shook his head and got up, excusing himself to the buffet, an amused Ric adding "Now I'll have to repeat myself… Pfff… a sec guys, let's wait for the master of ceremony to come back…"
Meanwhile upstairs, Jeff was keeping back from humming along the songs, completely oblivious to the fact that Mark was fully awake, it was nine thirty and he started doubting his own decision on what to snort and what not, he was way to awake for sleeping, resting became hard since he was so full of energy he wanted to jump through the room, and as he turned his head he looked into Mark's eyes, something that seemed to have become the regularity, "Good Morning", Mark stared at him, not sure he liked the sparks he saw in Jeff's eyes, not after the time the kid had spent in the bathroom, but not showing it, he decided not to start the day with paternalizations "Good Morning Jeff… Feeling better", he watched Jeff take out one of his headphones and cringe a little "Yeah, but still a little sick", "You better stop drinking like that", "It wasn't the booze Mark", "Then talk to Matt, Jeff… Or me", there was a long silence, and Mark was taking in any change of mood on Jeff's face, pushing him a little more "Hey, that yesterday wasn't an intelligent move Jeff", "Maybe I'm not intelligent Mark", "Quit the crap with me kid", Jeff sighed and turned his head, staring at the wall again, concentrating on the music that was still playing but leaving one plug out in case Mark said something he needed to know, he wanted to notice the second Mark punched him or something…
Mark was far from wanting to punch him, his green eyes were kept still on Jeff, the multitude of what the kid could have taken passing his mind, before he let go a deep sigh and got up, making Jeff cringe a little and move his head, "What kid?", "Nothing", but Jeff's emerald gaze stayed scotched on Marks frame as he passed his bed on his way to the bathroom…
When Vince got back, Ric cleared his voice and started, adressing Regal, "I thought about something", William leaned back listening, "You scare me Ric", "And I should, but this is something innocent, a favor I'm asking you", Vince was eating, now realizing that Flair meant business and intervened "Please Ric, don't turn around it like that, just spill it", he wasn't sure he liked Ric's smile as he answered "As you wish… I want Jeff to win tonight", "What?", Ric never anticipated another reaction and smiled victoriously "Oh come on, you heard me right… After what happened with Matt, I think it would do him some good", William, rather amused by Flairs involvement, with his spectacular accent exited a pout "And who wants me to feel good? He got my title, now my ass, Ric please…", "I know you're man enough to cope with it Will", "Hmm, not so sure about that, what's in store for me if I accept", Vince followed their little bickering and being his usual self, objected "It's not up to you to create the stories and the match outcomes", Ric interrupting him "A favor, imagine, I'll owe you one too, or deduct it from all those you owe me already…", Vince took a sip of coffee, nearly spilling some as he was still shaking his head "You are a real bastard… I say it's up to Regal… And no winning… Just pinning the British bastard", Vince always enjoyed annoying Regal and the sigh he heard made him grin, as a piece of bread made it's way to connect with his jaw "That is what the British bastard has to answer to your so-called pityful attempt to provoke him… Childish behaviour at its best", he turned to Flair, grinning evily "You'll owe me, and big time… for whatever call I'll make", Ric smiled "Fine with me…" and he peacefully continued his breakfast, not for long, as Vince added "You'll wrestle the Taker Flair…", blue eyes looked up, Ric chewing before shaking his head "I beg you pardon?", Vince just grinned "Oh, just a thing I just came up with… But it will be something a little special… Come and get the storyline a little later, I need to get things worked out first", and Vince's evily amused smile accompagned their Boss on his way to his room…
Ric was a little pissed at the backfiring of his plan, not that he didn't enjoy a nice match, and with Mark it would be just that, but it didn't fit into his plans right now, "You look like exploding Ric", "I'm on the verge", "Afraid of the Deadman", Flair burst out into laughter "Nooo, no, it's not that, I just didn't want McMahon to play me like that", "Aaah" Regal grinned and added "Or as the french would say l'arroseur arrosé, right my dear", "Get lost Will, no, now I'll have to deal with the cards I've got, and the Undertaker is always a great opponent, so the match will be fun, if I may call it so…", Glen had to keep back his laughter, just as Dave who had to get up and get some more pancakes or he would have had a laughing fit…
Mark got out of the bathroom, after a long bath and intense thinking on how to get ahead of Jeff's problems, still not having come up with something that could work, he stopped and looked at Jeff, throwing a bag in his lap "You're a moron, do you have any idea on what that can do to you once you're in the ring… You're playing with your life, your metabolism could go crazy", he let out a sigh, before moving over to get dressed "Well at least I now know why you always do crazy stuff, you're so high that you just don't care", "What are you talking about Mark", he turned and stared at Jeff "Don't think your lies work with me", "What lies", "You think I'm stupid, I went through your stuff", Jeff's eyes darkened "Wow, you really are a trustworthy person", "I'm caring", "Yeah, well, don't Mark, just don't", Mark finished getting dressed and shook his head "I don't know why, but I can't", "Fuck you, I won't let you mold me into what you think I should be, others tried and they failed too, so stop thinking you can change me", "Not change you, but some of your ways", "Never", Mark managed a small, sad smile, the memory of a discussion years back with Shawn popping up "You're stubborn, kid, and you should seriously consider listening to me", "Fuck you", Jeff got up and in the bathroom, slamming the door with full force, just as there was a knock on the door, making Mark sigh "Now what"…
As he opened the door he saw it was Flair standing there, one brow raised "Let me guess, you guys fighting again?", "Come in, I'm gonna slam him into the wall when he gets out and I need someone to restrain me", "Well", Ric passed him, between amused and very amused "Let's not do that Mark, what is it about this time", closing the door, Mark looked at him "Snorting Coke", "Ooh, well, there's worse", Mark sighed dramatically and slapped his forehead, getting down on his bed "Thanx Ric, really, you're helpful, now you're saying he's right", another amused smirk "No, I said, it could be worse, not that he was right… You saw him do it?", Mark shook his head "No, just found it in his bag", Flair gave him a questioning glare "Beg your pardon? You went through his stuff", "Yeah", "Good job Mark, but just in losing his trust", "O please Ric, I'm trying to help", "Yeah, but not like that, it won't work… Remember Shawn?", a sigh "That was different", "O no, it really wasnt, it won't work with paternalizing Mark, it just won't, you'll push him further that road continuing the way you do", Ric made his way over to the bathroom door and knocked, trying to keep it soft "Jeff, get out, I have to talk to you", it only could be described as an angry snarl "Fuck you too", "Don't get me get Batista to knock the door in kid, he could slam it into you", "Oooh, now you trying to scare me", but the door openend, leaving Ric grinning "Thanx kid", "Fuck you, I was done anyways", "Good morning to you too sunshine… You're really something Jeff, you know, now can I have some too please?"…
There was a heavy silence, Ric having a clear idea in his mind how to coax Jeff to stop with the crap but knowing Mark would probably already have turned white, he turned and smiled at Mark "Don't look like that, we are all intiteled to have some fun from time to time", "You lost your mind, it's noon Ric, noon, not midnight in some club", Jeff stared at Flair with genuine disbelief, shaking a little and waiting for the announce that this was just some joke, but as he saw Ric's eyes focus on him again he knew the man was dead serious "I don't know man", "You've got nothing left or you don't like to share?", "It's not that…", Jeff gaze moved over to Mark who was packing his stuff together and Ric laughed "I'll keep him off your back… For this time only Jeff, but don't do it every day please… Now, can I have some?", pondering the question, Jeff was wondering if Ric just wanted to get his hands on the stuff to throw it in the toilet, but decided to trust Ric he handed it over "It's good stuff, don't take too much", Mark snaring "Why don't you follow that rule Jeff", "I didn't… oo, fuck you man, seriously, why discuss something with you anyways, you're stuck on your believes"
Ric came out of the bathroom, a large grin on his face "Humm, you were right kid, don't lose the adress for that stuff", and he put the little bag in his pocket, leaving Jeff stare uncertain at him "What now?", "I keep it 'till tonight, to make sure you stay in the good graces of your boss Jeff, you'll get it back after the show", Jeff was pouting "Ric man, I'm not stupid, I've never been in the ring after snorting", "Yeah right" Mark couldn't keep it back "Little liar", "I'm not lying", Ric cleared his throat "Well, than you shouldn't be upset Jeff", "I'm not upset, I've just been backstabbed a second time in one morning", "No, it's yours, I just keep it, believe me, it's safer with me" and making his way to the door "See you down in ten guys?", Mark following him and pushing him outside "Have you lost your mind?", Ric whispering back "No, I just have a different approach to the matter Mark, let's see who gets to him first, you and your checking through his stuff, or me, with my understanding and my will to see over some things", "Yeah, you lost it", "Remember Shawn, just remember Shawn, and the way you ruined your friendship Mark, now I see you stare at the kid with both caring and lust, I would be disappointed if you manage to push him away too", "I certainly don't lust after him", there was something like a schoolgirl giggle "Noooo Mark, you don't, then call it drooling, desiring, longing or whatever" and with that, the Nature Boy made his way back to his room, leaving Mark staring darkly after him, before getting back in, taking his stuff and leaving the room, under Jeff's pouty gaze…
Glen and Dave had gone to there room, to continue some explorations of each others bodies, any drama far away from their minds, just a question arising as Dave got out of the shower "Do you think Jeff and Matt calmed down", "Don't know, my bro probably calmed the highflyer, as to Matt, if he starts acting stupid again, I'll have a word with him", "Just one?", "Ha ha Dave", "And what about them telling someone about us", "Well if he does that, I'll have two words with him", Dave laughed "Right", there was a knock and Ric stood there "Coming down too, thought maybe we could share rides to the arena", "Yup, we're nearly ready", "Don't tell me I interrupted you guys too", Glen looked at him quizzicly "What?", Ric entered "Well Jeff and Mark went at it again, guess we'll need a plan to get your bro to accept what he feels and Jeff to stop acting childish and irresponsible", Dave posed himself in front of Ric "And you sure as hell have a plan", "I always do, even if sometimes I have setbacks", Glen grinned "Like having to wrestle my brother", "Yeah, among other things… So see you downstairs guys"…
The ride to the arena was mainly made up by Jeff ignoring Mark, his thoughts lost somewhere very far, gaze out of the window and sighing from time to time until it was Glen who put a hand on his leg and squeezed, grinning at him, "Don't tell me your upcoming match puts you in that brooding mood Jeff, you'll have the blast of your life kicking Regal's ass through the ring", "No, it's not that, it's… just forget it ok", "Whatever kid", there was another gentle squeeze and Glen put his attention back to the street, leaving him alone with his thoughts…
Jeff went straight to the lockerroom and got his stuff down, ignoring everybody on his way over to McMahon's office for the details for his match, and as he sat down and read through what they had come up with, his eyes beamed and he smiled at Vince "I get to pin Regal?", Vince looked up "Yup, if it says that on that sheet", "Cool, thanx, seriously", "Yeah, whatever Hardy, now move it… Oh, and should you see Ric or Mark, send them here please", "They wrestle too?", Vince answered without changing his voice "Yes, they wrestle too, now please, get out, I have work to do and so do you", "Yes, and thanx again", grinning he made his way back, feeling a lot better all of a sudden, he didn't for a sec think that someone may have pulled some strings, to him it was an act of trust and finally some recognition of his skills and his good mood accompagned him to the catering area where he found the Taker, Dave, Glen, Rob and Bubba. He barked it a little more that he had wanted, but he still was so pissed at Mark that he really didn't care "Hey Mark, Vince wants to see you, and Ric too, so if any of you see him", Ric just arrived and stopped behind Jeff, whispering in his ear "What's that about Ric?", Jeff jumped a little, turning "Vince wants to see you guys", "Oh yes, about our match", Mark leaned against the table "What match", "Ours", "We wrestle?", "Yeah, Vince said something about some idea he had, he must have come up with something decently annoying again", Marks sigh was more a deep rumble, two decibels away from breaking the foundation of the building "What a stupid fuck", "Rooh Mark, you don't want to play with me?", Ric pulled a played sad face "I'm seriously hurt now", "And you are too, come on, let's not have his highness waiting and get it over with"
Jeff got himself lunch and sat down, and was popping his earphones back in as Bubba got down next to him, smiling "We'll have some fun tonight", Jeff popped them back out "What?", "I said we'll have some fun tonight Jeff", "Yes", he started to eat, only to be interrupted "That all you have to say", "What more you want me to say", "That you look forward to it", "I do, I'm just hungry right now", Jeff conveniently left out that he had voiced more than one objection to have to team with him and Spike, and just continued eating, "Right, so wanna train a little later", "I think I'll have a nap, I'm a little tired", there was a little hurt that could be heard in Bubba voice "Oh, ok, well, see you later in that case", "Yes, see you later", as Bubba left, Jeff thought he would finally be left alone, but the seat was taken by William who got down as majestically as he could, looking at Jeff "Don't get used to pinning me punk", "Punk is over there, I'm Jeff", "Uuuuu, you're funny today, I kind of like that, just watch you back out there, I won't make it easy for you", "Good", "I'll kick your ass", "Whatever, listen, can I please eat now", "Sure, don't let me bother you Jeff, I'll bother you enough tonight" there was a friendly pat on his shoulder as William got up, amused…
Someone who was a lot less amused was Mark, reading through the storyline for their match "You can't be serious Vince", "Yes I am, thank Ric for it", Ric smiled innocently "Pff, I didn't ask for it", "Oh yes you did", Mark punched Ric on his arm "What did you do Flair", "I asked for a favor", "What favor", "Nevermind Mark", "Oh no, you got me involved, so I deserve to know", Vince's amusement was priceless "I love this", Ric glared at him, signaling he didn't want Mark to know, but the way it was going his plan was being seriously nuked by McMahon "Forget about it Mark, it had nothing to do with you", "But I have to be part of the madness now", "A nice match, who cares, it will be fun", "I want to know why Ric", Ric sighed "I wanted Jeff to have a some good stuff happening to him, and now he's allowed to pin Regal", "What?", Mark shook his head "And because of that I'm now screwed too, wow, that kid starts becoming a nuisance", Ric glared Mark down, and his voice made a shiver run down Marks back "Enough Taker, you know very well you're talking shit now", Vince was staring at them, a little less amused, wondering what was going on "What's this about", Ric, getting up "Nothing that should bother you Vince", and pulling Mark with him "We have to find our tagteam partners and inform them", "Ric… Why did you do that", "He needs it Mark", "He needs fucking rehab and a kick up his ass", Flair giggled "Or some of your body parts", Ric's grin was very wide as Mark slapped him on the head "You're a moron Flair", "Don't tell me you haven't been thinking about how he would wriggle and moan under you as you…", a hand came blocking his mouth "Shut up, you don't know what you are talking about, I'm not gay", "And nor is he Mark, and Dave and Glen? You think they are gay? No, they just live out the passion that's there, nothing more, jeez, you act like a uptight ass sometimes"…
Marks patience started running low "Ric", "No, the same shit as with Shawn, sorry, I feel like having to tell you that", "Yeah, but that's because he acts just as stupid", "Mark please, you liked Shawn more than anybody else", he tried finding the right way to put it without upsetting Mark again "You loved him…", "Pfff, no", "Oh yes… And I see the same shimmer in your eyes when you look at Jeff", "No way Ric, and I'm not going to continue this discussion", "Cause you know I'm right", luckily for Mark they arrived back at the catering area, Ric grinning and whispering "Ain't he cute, eating like that", "FUCK YOU FLAIR", all the heads turned towards them, Ric just shrugging his shoulders "He starts his belligerent ways hours before the show, don't ask me what's up with him, my guess is his bad-ass character", Mark wanted to jump him and strangle him on the spot "I'll make you pay for all of that crap tonight Flair", Ric had walked up to Rob and told him he would team up with him, and Rob didn't miss the moment to slowly raise and look at Mark "No you won't, I'll be watching his back", Mark went over to Brock Lesnar, who gladly accepted and immediately got up, shaking his head towards Rob "I think you're dreaming, if you think just for a second you'll reach him before I kicked your ass", a little friendly pre-match bickering started, with some whistling and making the craziest sounds, to a point were Jeff took out his earplugs and listened too, bizarrely thinking how cool it would be if he could be Mark's partner, but dismissing that thought, reminding himself he was pissed at him for breaking his trust and going through his stuff…
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I hope you guys liked this chapter, please don't stop reviewing :-)
So I stop this chapter here, it will be too long if I continue, the matches and how Jeff and Mark will make peace will come in chapter 23, hopefully within next week