I'm so sorry I haven't updated this story, I'm not really into writing fanfiction anymore because I found something I'm actually good at which is video editing. I'am going to complete this story though and its going to be my last one here. Sorry everyone. :(

Song used in this chapter is "Somewhere Out There" by Our Lady Peace and its in Matt's POV from the first chapter. Matt mentioned in his blog on myspace that this song reminded him of Jeff and I think it fits the story situation too. So I hope you all enjoy.

Shock was the only thing that was showing in my dark brown eyes, I just couldn't believe what he had just said. Sure I should have been expecting it, he's changed so much in the last few months. Still I had to ask just to make sure it was true,

"You're what?"

"I told you Matt, I'm leaving, I asked Vince for some time off." Hearing the hint of nervousness in my little brother's voice didn't stop me from what came out of my mouth next,

"May I ask why the hell are you leaving Jeff? Is it because you are so damn drugged up that you can't even come to work or even function here?"

Jeff flinched and stared at me with wide hurt eyes, "Matt…"

Frustrated and disgusted I cut him off, "No forget it Jeff."

Before Jeff could protest again I turned around and walked away, not even realizing Jeff needed me now more than ever….

Last time I talked to you
You were lonely and out of place…

A million thoughts raced through my mind as I stormed down the hallway, I just couldn't believe how much he had changed. He was not the same carefree, wild, happy little brother that he use to be. There have been so many times that I've tried to help him, tried to get him back to his old self and now I just didn't care anymore, I've given up.

"Matt what's wrong with you?"

I stopped dead in my tracks and clinched my fists, How dare he ask what's wrong with me! Does he not realize what he's doing? Spinning around so fast I caused Jeff to slam into me, but I didn't care I just glared at him in rage,

"I should be asking you the same thing Jeffrey!" It was taking everything for me to not scream at him like I wanted to, but instead I stood there waiting for an answer. I saw him flinch and I knew exactly why, I hit that button I knew would make him upset or even worse, furious. Ever since he was little he hated to be called Jeffrey or Jeffy by anyone and he made that perfectly clear, but at the moment I didn't give a damn. All I wanted was for Jeff to hurt like I've been hurting the past few months.

"I don't understand Matt, please tell me what I did." He pleaded at me and I could see the hurt and confusion etched on his face.

"I know why you've been late for work Jeff." I said in a matter of fact tone with a hint of sarcasm as I glared at his hurt expression.

Part of me felt good that I was hurting him and another part was screaming to stop and just forgive and forget. I drowned out that part of me and dug deep inside myself to tell Jeff what I thought of him,

"You're a drug addict!" I yelled as my whole body went numb in rage,

Jeff stumbled back and stared at me like he'd been shot and I was the one holding the gun,

"Matt, you know I don't do drugs." He said it so low that I could barely hear him but I understood every word he said.

I laughed, "Well your behavior sure proves that." Deep down I regretted what I just said as I saw the tears swimming in his green eyes,

"Matt you know I'm tired," he said in a shaky voice, "I've been wrestling for so long now. I need a break!" He screamed the last part at me which threw me a little off guard.

But what he said still didn't convince me that I was wrong, "I still believe you're an addict and I don't want to see you again, do you hear me Jeff?" I was inching up to him till I had him backed against a wall and I was staring right into his hurt eyes with no remorse, "Don't call me, don't come by my house, I don't ever want to see your face again!"

The look on Jeff's face is one I know will forever be in the back of my mind and for a moment I felt like taking him in my arms and apologizing for a lifetime, and what he said next would of caused me to do so but instead I reacted in the complete opposite way,

"Matt, I thought we were brothers." I could hear the tears in his voice and my stubborn heart cracked but not enough to change my mind of what I thought of him,

It took everything to say the last thing I thought I'd ever say to him. Closing my eyes I bowed my head and said sadly,

"You are no brother of mine."

Before I could see his reaction I turned around and walked out of the building as the tears I was holding back slipped from my eyes.

I'm waiting for the sky to fall
I'm waiting for a sign

I didn't even look to see if he was following me, really I didn't even care. All I wanted was to get out of there as fast as I could and that's exactly what I did. As I was driving down the road a part of me was starting to regret what I had just done but another part was saying that he deserved it for all he had put me through. For all the times I tried to lend a helping hand and he brushed me off or for all the times I was there for him and instead he flat out told me to fuck off.

I sighed at all those memories as I neared the hotel, noticing that the radio wasn't on made me feel a whole lot worse, if we weren't fighting right now we'd be listening to music and singing along like a bunch of goofs. But like everything else that too had stopped when he changed. I pulled into a parking spot and just sat there for a while, I stared straight ahead in thought and then gasped when a little voice came into my head, Or am I the one whose changed…..

Gonna save you're tired soul
You're gonna save our lives

Opening the door to my room I sadly walked inside and slowly slumped onto the bed. The first thing I laid eyes on was a picture of Jeff and I, for a moment it made me forget all that happened but that moment passed too soon as all the rage and sadness started bubbling up inside me again. Without thinking I grabbed that picture, lifted it into the air to throw it and then stopped as a thought came to me. Maybe I should give Jeff all of his stuff including the stuff he bought me? That seemed like a good idea, I certainly didn't want his stuff in my room anymore, the memories of my lost brother were just too painful and it seemed like everything in this room reminded me of him.

I quickly gathered everything that reminded me of him, clothes, pictures, jewelry, and other precious items went flying through the room as I searched for everything that belonged to Jeff and when they were all collected I quickly wrote a note and then stormed out of my room as I made my way to his room. Since it was right next door I made it there in no time, grabbing his key I opened the door and sighed in relief when I realized he wasn't there. But he was there, not physically but spiritually, I could smell his scent in the air and all his things were laid out around the floor, I could feel the pain slowly started to fill my heart and the tears starting to form in my eyes as I slowly walked up to his bed and dropped all his things on top of it. I gave a shaky sigh as I turned around and walked out, not even bothering to close the door or look back.

Hope you remember me
When you're homesick and need a change
I miss you're purple hair

Rubbing at my temples I let out a shaky sob as the tears started to flow down my cheeks, sitting on my bed with my head in my hands memories started to rush to me and I finally started to feel some regret in what I had done. Another sob slipped from lips as more tears and memories began to fog my vision. Slowly lifting my head I looked into the darkness of my room and choked on my words as more tears started to form,

"Oh God Jeff, what've I done."

You're falling out of reach
Defying gravity
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there

Please review and tell me what you think, Ch. 3 is going to be the last chapter but who knows when I'll be able to write it.