Title: Baby Steps
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 21
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me.
Tasha owns herself. (Heaven help the person who tries to claim he/she owns
either of us). This is the sequel to "Take That Step" , "One Step
Back" and "one Step Forward" you'll find the addresses to those
stories in my signature at the bottom of this email. And I use the wrestlers
wrestling names in the story, JUST DEAL WIT IT! And don't bother suing me...all
you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know
yet *L*.
Summary:Jami's back....can she be forgiven?
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
Jami heard a tentative knock on the hotel door. She looked at Traci for
reassurance. Traci nodded. Jami stood shakily to her feet and made her way to
the door. she slowly pulled it open and smiled when she saw who was standing
before her.
Tasha, Lita, Matt and Edge were clustered together in the hallway. Jami backed
up and made a motion for them to enter. Edge and Tasha entered first, holding
hands. Jami smiled at how they looked together. Both were wearing dark blue
jeans. Edge had a black button down shirt on, his hair loose on his back and
around his face. Tasha had on a black tank top with a black unbottoned shirt
over it. Her purple-blue hair was in a single braid down her back. Matt and Lita
entered next, their arms around each other. Lita was wearing black jeans with a
red tank top. Her red hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Matt was dressed in
black jeans and a black t-shirt. His hair was pulled back also.
Jami stood nervously, watching them as she shut the door. Afraid they would be
upset at her and yell. She couldn't take that. Not now, not yet. Finally she
stepped forward. "I really missed you guys." she whispered.
Tasha and Lita both engulfed her in a hug, and they were all crying. When they
finally pulled apart, Edge hugged Jami without saying a word. Then Matt hugged
her.
"Why don't we all have a seat on the beds...talk. I have food! There's a
pizza that just arrived five minutes ago that we haven't touched yet. Plus we
have chips, salsa, M&M's, Skittles, Coke, Water and juice. Plus, there are
some winecoolers and other alcoholic beverages in that little mini-bar over
there that I'm not allowed to go near." Traci grinned. "Food sounds
good." Edge admitted, hungrily. So Jami and Traci pulled out all their food
to the middle of the room, in between the two beds.
"So...how have you guys been?" Jami asked. "Well, these last few
days have been pretty bad for us. You see...we had this friend who just up and
disappeared on us. We were all really worried about her. But she's back
now....so it's starting to look up." Edge told her honestly.
Jami bit her bottom lip and kept her eyes cast down. Traci sat next to Jami on
the bed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "My sister has had a pretty
crappy couple of days too...so lay off." "It's okay Trace, I deserve
that...and more." Jami admitted, using her sisters nickname. "Yeah,
but I"m your sister, so I can keep you from having to listen to it."
"Traci...Edge wasn't trying to be cruel. Just honest. We don't want to hurt
Jami on purpose. She's like a sister to all of us too." Matt told her.
"Yeah...J's my baby sister. Gotta give her the tough love." Edge
smiled. Jami gave him a shy smile in return.
"Oh crap! I gotta go grab something from my car. I'll be right back. I have
the room key so don't freak out when some psycho enters with the key." Jami
announced and left the room quickly.
"Well, she looks better than the last time I saw her." Lita said. The
group nodded. They could tell Jami had lost some weight, but it was hard to tell
how much. SHe had been wearing classic faded blue jeans. She had on a white,
knit sweater that hid how flat her stomache had become. But they could tell she
had lost the weight because it was a fitted sweater and it hung a bit loosely on
her. Her hair was down, which added to her somber look. The group turned their
attention away from their thoughts of Jami and onto other things.
***
Jami padded barefoot through the parking lot looking for her car. She did need
something out of it. Her poetry notebook. But mostly she had needed to get some
air. Finally she spotted her car and dug her keys out of her pocket. "Oh
crude! I got a parking ticket." she mumbled out loud at the piece of paper
under her windshield wiper. She grabbed it and begun to crumble it up when she
glimpsed Jeff's handwriting on it. It wasn't a parking ticket, it was a note
from him.
'Jami, I loved you from the moment I saw you. You were sitting across the room
and you looked so sweet and innocent. I knew we were meant to be together.
You've been hurt before, but I promise that I will never hurt you. I'll do
everything I can to protect you. I'll love you forever and I'll cherish you even
longer.' I made that vow to you ten months ago. And I meant every word of it,
and I still do. But this time, you need to be the one to take that step. It's
only a baby step. You can do it. I know that you can't come now, I know your
room is pretty crowded with people who were worried about you too. But...I have
my own room, 332, if you want to be with me, I'll be here...all hours.
Love Like Ours Lasts Forever,
Jeff Hardy
Jami folded the note and stuck it in her back pocket, grabbed her notebook and
began to walk back inside the hotel. Somehow, she knew Jeff was watching her.
SHe stopped under a light and pulled her wedding ring off. She slowly ran her
finger across the inscription on the inside. SHe knew what it said. Just like
the note, 'Love Like Ours Lasts Forever'.
"Jeff...I'll take that step. WE'll be taking it together from now on."
She called out to the darkness before walking into the hotel.
Chapter 22
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