Jeff pulled his truck to the nearest Sonic and purchased ice cream cones for both him and Shawn. Shawn protested getting anything but Jeff insisted that he eat some with hopes that it would eventually cheer him up. They ate in silence with Jeff chancing glances at Shawn every now and then. After several long minutes of silence Jeff decided to question the blonde.
"Shawn? Sweets I know you've had a rough day but if you want to talk about it, I'm here for you. You know I'd never tell – not even Hunter if you don't want me too."
Shawn quickly ate the last bit of his cone before smiling apologetically at Jeff. "I'm sorry I was being a big baby. I just…So much…I didn't expect…Hell Jeff I don't even know where to begin."
Jeff's hand caressed the top of Shawn's bringing him a small feeling of comfort. "You can start at the beginning if you need to. I have all day and then some."
"I don't…think I can relive some of it again," he replied sadly. "I had to talk about things; stuff about Marty and me that I never thought I'd have to tell. That part of my life was so hard Jeff. When I lost Marty, it was as if I lost a part of me. Sure we may have made love once but he was still family to me."
"Oh Shawny I'm sorry."
"It's okay." His face suddenly contorted, showing signs of rage that almost made Jeff shudder. "Bret," he growled. "I hate him ya know? I hate him so much!"
"I uh…I'm not…trying to be a smartass Shawn but I don't think he hates you anymore—
"Which is complete bullshit!" he snapped. "How dare him! I can't believe…after all these years…he would just…"
"Because you're the only person I ever loved and right now, at this very moment, I am still in love with you."
Shawn's voice trailed off and then a choke. Jeff watched as he tried to fight back tears but it was just too much. Before he knew it Shawn was covering his face sobbing. "I'm sorry," he cried. "I'm sorry for being weak. I always knew…but I-I-I never imagined I'd give in so easily especially now that John and I…Oh God John. What am I going to do?"
"Oh Shawny…sweetie it's going to be alright," Jeff soothed. "You love John right?" Shawn nodded. "Well then you have nothing to worry about."
"But I let him touch me Jeff. I…I let him take over me. It was like…He made me relive the first time we made love and…"
"Mn…Bret…Please…" Shawn whimpered. "I need…I want…"
"Anything to hear you sound like that again."
"More," he gasped. "Ahh…don't stop…" Faster and harder Bret moved inside of him drawing nothing but small cries that were music to his ears.
"Shawn…you're so tight baby…I'm…I'm gonna cum soon."
"Do it. Cum for me."
Shawn was now hyperventilating and it was scaring the hell out of Jeff. Jeff quickly snatched Shawn's hands away from his face. "Shawn? Baby breathe! I need you to breathe," Jeff said, panic rising in his voice by the second. He shook Shawn a little until he finally coughed and then folded himself into Jeff. "There there," Jeff whispered. "It's alright. Its gonna be alright." Jeff just held Shawn while he wept softly until he finally tired himself out.
An hour later Shawn was sound asleep his head now resting in Jeff's lap. Jeff decided now was the perfect time to start figuring out where to take Shawn because it was pretty obvious that he could not be left alone for too long. Jeff pulled out his cell and dialed the only other number besides Hunter's who could possibly be of some assistance. Please pick up… Please…
"Hello?"
"Oh thank God Mark!"
"Jeff?"
"Yeah it's me and please tell me you got a minute."
"Yeah. What's up?"
"Mark it's Shawn. He…he's not doing too well."
"Oh fuck. I just know Layfield—
"No it's not Layfield this time and before you ask, no. It's not my Hunty. To be honest big guy I have no idea who to blame right now except Bret."
"Bret? As in Bret Hart?"
"Yeah."
"Why is Shawn stressing about him? I thought Jibble took care of it?"
"Am I the only one who was listening to Chris brag about his new Highlight Reel special a few weeks ago?"
Mark laughed. "Probably. So what's up? What has Chris done to Shawn now?"
"Shawn has been stuck in a small room all day at corporate doing an interview with Chris and Bret Hart." Mark was silent and for a minute Jeff thought he'd hung up the phone. Finally he heard Mark curse. "Mark?"
"You're pulling my leg. Tell me you're pulling my leg."
"I'm not kidding Mark," Jeff hissed.
"Why are you whispering?" Mark asked. "Is Hunter around?"
"No and I'm talking low because I don't want to wake Shawn until I can get him someplace where he can relax. He was freaking out earlier."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah and from what I've seen, it's not looking too good for JBL."
"What do you mean?"
"Well…" Jeff glanced down at the sleeping man half wishing he could help relieve some of the pain. Even in his sleep Shawn looked disturbed but at least he couldn't harm himself.
"Jeff? Talk to me. You're starting to scare me."
"Mark I'm scared for Shawn. He…I caught him and Bret locked in a kiss that could rival me and Hunter's. It was a lover's kiss and boy was Bret all over him."
"What?!"
"I know and what's worse Shawn said Bret made him relive…fuck," Jeff muttered.
"What? What now!?"
"I don't think I was supposed to say anything."
"Who am I gone tell Jeffrey?"
"I…I know but…you don't understand. You didn't see him…you didn't…he was literally freaking out."
"Oh I wouldn't doubt it. You forget I was there when they uh…broke up so to speak."
"Then you understand why he doesn't need to be left alone."
"You're right which is why you're going to take him straight to Layfield."
"But Shawn's afraid. He's too freaked out to see John and if you would have seen that kiss he shared with Bret, you'd understand."
"I do understand Jeff. I understand more than you think. Trust me. Take him home to John."
"But—
"On second thought, Shawn's stubborn. He might not go."
"So what now?"
Mark was silent for a moment then he spoke up again. "First you need to call both John and Hunter…"
~*~*~
Chris hung up his phone and just stared at it in confusion. He and Mike were just now leaving the restaurant. His phone rang as soon as he reached his car. He started not to answer it since it was Hunter but something told him to answer it.
"Chris? Something wrong?"
Chris looked up in total confusion. "I have no idea."
"So what did big nosed want?"
"We have to go pick him up. He didn't say why but he said it was important. He even said "please"."
"Oh well…I guess we should get going before he starts blowing up your phone."
Chris nodded. "Yeah. Let's go."
-xx-
Bret did not go straight back to his room. He couldn't because he knew he'd go crazy staring at the walls. He decided instead that a drive would be better. He drove around the area for at least an hour until he had to stop and refill his tank. Afterwards he finally went back to his room only to stand outside the door. He wasn't even in the room and already flashbacks from the interview were tearing away at his brain.
"Bret?"
"Hn?" Shawn looked up meeting Bret's eyes.
"Thank you," he whispered.
Bret caressed his cheek with the back of his hand, Shawn's smooth skin sending sparks through his body. He bent his head planting a kiss on his forehead. "You're welcome. God you're so pretty," Bret breathed. He hadn't meant to say it but it was the truth and for reasons unknown he didn't care if Shawn knew how he really felt right now. He still considered Shawn his friend, but he also thought Shawn was pretty in a friendly sort of way…or at least that's what he kept telling himself.
"Someone else told me I was pretty. Coming from him I thought it was disgusting but when I hear you say it…I almost believe it."
"Oh but you are," he said soothingly. "If you weren't so pretty then I wouldn't be doing things I shouldn't do like…like kissing you all the time."
"Who said you shouldn't?"
Bret closed his eyes and when he did the image of himself kissing Shawn on that plane played out like a movie in his brain making him feel all kinds of longing for Shawn. He leaned against the door and felt like crying. He was starting to wish he never did the interview. I wouldn't be feeling this way if I would have just continued to hate Shawn by not showing up… But he knew it was all in his head. He forced himself not to watch Monday Night Raw after Shawn made his return in 2002. He didn't watch because somehow he just knew it would hurt. He made the mistake by watching him one Monday night. He happened to be in a feud with Cena against Rated RKO and he wanted to just cry. Shawn was so beautiful. He was smiling and the way Cena looked at him…he knew Cena had fallen victim to his perfect smile and those soulful eyes. Bret could remember just staring at the screen, his eyes refusing to look away until his wife turned the TV. A part of him wanted to yell at her for doing it but he caught himself. You hate Shawn remember?
He had asked himself that question that night only he couldn't answer it without feeling like it was a lie and today, he found out that it truly was a lie. He never hated Shawn. The ugly truth was that he actually hated himself for ever letting him go in the first place and now he was paying for it. Shawn was in a stable relationship with Layfield and seemed to care so much about him. But if he loves John so much then why did he give into me? That question was tearing a hole through Bret…so much so that he now needed a friend to talk to. But I don't have any friends. My best friends are now gone, living it up in heaven where I'd gladly follow at this point but I'm not ready to die just yet. Bret sighed. The only person that was coming to mind was Chris but would Chris be willing to talk with him considering his strong ties with Shawn? Only one way to find out…
*~*~*
"Jeff are you sure I can stay here for the night?" Shawn was sitting on the edge of the bed looking slightly uneasy.
Jeff patted his friend's back reassuringly. "Of course. Hunter and I are going to be out late tonight anyway. We may or may not make it back in," he said with a wink knowing full well he'd be staying in a really expensive suite before the night was over.
"Okay. Thanks. Make sure you tell Hunter thanks too. I'm sorry for being an inconvenience. I just…don't know how to face John right now."
Jeff leaned over and kissed Shawn's cheek before starting for the door. "Don't worry about it. Hunter and I are cool. Trust me. Now you go get a shower…whatever you need to do to relax. I have some brand new boxers that are still in the pack that you can put on. Feel free to use any of the shower gel…whatever's mine is yours. I'm sure Hunter feels the same way," he said with a grin.
"Thanks Jeff. I owe you one."
"That you do love. Well…I gotta go meet Hunter. Call me if you need anything alright?"
"Alright. Later kid." Jeff closed the door and let out a breath he never knew he'd been holding. I hope this does not backfire he thought before hurrying off to get Hunter before Chris could do him in.
*~~*~~*
"Look Hunter, stop asking so many damn questions!" Chris snapped. He closed the door behind him then plopped down on the bed next to Mike. Hunter was pacing around the room like a mad cat as if it was going to make Chris talk. "Dammit Hunter stop pacing! Sit down some where," Chris yelled.
Hunter rolled his eyes before dropping in one of the small room chairs near the door. "I'm sitting now talk. What's going on with Shawn?"
"I already told you what happened."
"But there's got to be more to it than that!" he snapped. "I've known Shawn a lot longer than you and he's always been good at hiding his feelings. I mean come on. You saw how he hid his love for JBL."
"That was different Hunter. Bret was his first…well…I guess you could say Bret was his first love and the way they described it, it seems like they were destined to become lovers."
Hunter frowned. "Oh really?"
Chris raised a brow. "You aren't…jealous are you?"
Hunter merely shrugged. "Of what? Bret's a lying little shit. He's not and never will be worthy of Shawn."
"I'm sure he feels the same way about you," Chris grumbled.
"Look you. You tell that conniving little shit that if he wants to speak of me to do it in my face."
"I'm not telling him anything. You find him and work it – Oh thank God!"
Jeff closed the door and practically ran to Hunter dropping down in his lap. "Oh man…my brain hurts," he groaned.
Hunter kissed the top of his head holding him tightly. "I've missed my baby. So how's everything?"
Jeff cut his eyes towards Chris and frowned. "What did you do to him?" Jeff asked. "Why did you make him sit through that?"
"Through what?" Chris asked. "I didn't make him do anything. He chose to stay."
"And listen to Bret tell the world about the first time they made love?"
"WHAT?!" Hunter yelled.
"Now…now wait a second," Chris stammered. "I had nothing to do with that. Blame Bret. Bret made him stay."
"Bret made him stay? How?" Hunter asked. "Just how the fuck—
"I…" Chris hesitated to speak but the glares from Jeff and Hunter were starting to scare him. He sighed. "He uh…He kind of…forced himself onto Shawn. You know…whispering things in his ear, touching him—
"Touching him?!" Hunter exclaimed. "I could just—
"Shut it Hunter!" Chris snapped. "You wanted to know so now I'm telling you. It uh…kind of went something like this. Shawn ran to the door. Bret grabbed him from behind. Caressed him. Told him that he loved him. Used the whole story of them making love for the first time to get his attention."
"And it worked like a charm," Jeff added. "When I saw them kissing outside headquarters—
"They were KISSING?!" Hunter exclaimed.
"Yes baby they were kissing but…I don't know how to explain it," Jeff added. "Shawn just seemed so…helpless. And when I picked him up…he was a wreck guys. Hyperventilating…just freaking out. God. I thought I'd seen it all the night JBL got hurt but Bret's got Shawn ready to check into Ravenwood or somewhere."
"That doesn't surprise me," Hunter added. "Chris how could you?"
"For the last fucking time, how was I supposed to know Bret would profess his undying love for Shawn? I thought the two hated each other but apparently that's not the case," he spat. "And stop talking like Shawn's nuts or something," he growled at Jeff. "If you knew…if only you knew half the shit he told me today you'd understand why Bret's so determined to get him back. I'm not saying it's right but I'm not saying it's wrong either. I think Bret's truly sorry for what he did to Shawn and I believe he really does love him. The way they interacted…it was as if they never stopped loving each other. And this might not be what you want to hear but I'm going to say it anyway. If it's meant to be it will be. You of all people should be able to relate Hunter."
Hunter just glared at Chris. "Did you really have to go there?"
"Well you asked for it and anyway don't you have somewhere to be?" he asked irritably. He was ready to call it a day and maybe curl up with his friend Mike for some shut eye.
"Nope. Not really," Hunter shrugged.
"Well I have stuff to do like gather myself for part two of this insane interview in morning."
Hunter shrugged. "Not our fault you opened a can of worms. And anyway, I think you should—
There was a knock at the door that made everyone freeze. Chris had the most confused look on his face and so did Mike. Chris turned to Mike. "Did you invite someone over?" he whispered.
Mike shook his head. "I don't have any other friends." There were knocks again, this time much louder.
"Eh…coming," Chris mumbled. As he started for the door, he looked over at Jeff and Hunter who were both denying having called anyone else. With a sigh Chris opened the door and just froze. Mike's jaw dropped as well which earned him curious glances from Hunter and Jeff, both who were sitting too far away from the door to see anything.
"Hey Chris. I hope this isn't a bad time but I really need to talk with someone. You're the only person who might actually listen."
Chris was so at a loss for words that all he could manage was a nod. But before Bret could push himself past Chris, two other people appeared behind him, towering over him and shooting daggers with their eyes. Bret instantly felt a wave of anger come over him and he was sure the other felt the same.
"Bret."
"Hunter," he growled.
"You guys…" Chris started but he was cut off by Hunter.
"I should rip you apart right now!" he seethed.
"Let's see you try it," Bret smirked. Chris just stood between both men nervously not daring to breath. Just when he thought the day couldn't get any worse it had and now he was stuck between two guys who hated each other for real. Looks like I'm in for one hell of an evening…
~*~*~
Shawn flicked the tele off and just curled up on the bed staring at the wall. He was tired, his head hurt, and he missed the warmth of John's body. Try as he might to fall back asleep, nothing was working. Every time he'd shut his eyes, he'd see Bret's face staring back at him as if he cared and it made Shawn want to throw up. He hated this feeling of betrayal especially since John was so innocent. People looked at him and saw this tough, Texas exterior but none of them knew the real John. It took his closest friends forever to understand their relationship but after a while they got used to it.
Shawn loved John with all his heart. He loved waking up next to him each day reassuring him that he was worth loving and he was. John was actually a nervous wreck around Shawn but in a cute, school boy way. He still wasn't quite used to the way Shawn treated him and would often times feel sad about their past but Shawn would always reassure him that it was okay. Shawn smiled clutching his pillow tighter. He could remember the first time they made love and how nervous John was. He was blushing all over the place trying to push him away but Shawn wouldn't let up. He wanted John so badly and he was going to have him.
"Oh God…Shawn please," he moaned. "Please don't…you don't know what you're doing," he breathed. John reached up to push Shawn off of him, but Shawn grabbed both his hands, pinning them above his head. He licked all around John's neck until he reached his earlobe. He nipped it playfully drawing a slight hiss from John.
"John I want you," he whispered. "I want you so badly and now that I've tasted you, I got to have more." Shawn took his earlobe into his mouth sucking and biting it playfully.
"Mmm…Shawn…please…" John moaned. "Don't…"
"God John, I'm on fire for you right now," he whispered. "You moan like that one more time and I might lose it." Shawn bit into his neck playfully all the while grinding his hips against John letting him feel his apparent erection. "Feel it? I want you…fuck I want you," he panted.
Shawn released John's arms and started planting a trail of tiny wet kisses down his body while his hands moved to play with John's nipples. He was pleasantly surprised to find them fully erect. He pinched them hard making John cry out. His tongue came out to play, as he licked the rest of his way down John's body, dipping in and out of John's belly button playfully. The larger man arched his back, whimpering softly in a vain attempt to mask his pleasure but Shawn knew better. When he reached the waistband of John's pants, he wasted no time at all unfastening them only to yank them off impatiently.
John gasped when he felt the cool air hit his erection but that was nothing compared to the warmth that engulfed him a second later. "Fuck Shawn!" he breathed. "I…Oh God!" John gripped the comforter for support as Shawn sucked on him; his head moving slowly up and down over his shaft.
Shawn heard a soft knock on his door knocking him out of his thoughts. He stared at the door for several seconds before it dawned on him that he was technically staying in someone else's room. Oh, maybe it's Jeff checking up on me… Shawn rolled off the bed, ran to the door and flung it open.
"Jeff I…John?" he whispered.
AN: Will update again soon. Got a new story eating at my brain and I am trying to forget about it. We'll how long that lasts. Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. You know who you are. Sometimes I forget to log in and check the reviews so don't think I'm ignoring you. A lot of you are reading stories on my other account so I usually respond to that one more. And speaking of....Some of you are reading "The HBKronicles" and have made requests. Don't think I'm ignoring you. Eventually I'll get to your request. It just takes me a long time because I have several fics I'm working on. IE: "The HBKronicles", "Everybody Wants Shawn", "My Obsession", "Wrestling Gods", and this one. Let's not forget about that stupid novel that's giving me hell right now. So I promise to get to your request unless I absolutly hate the pairing. Sorry. If I can't make it work I won't use it. Now review if you want and be on the lookout for another update soon. ~Nef