Title: Last Step
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 16
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* And not a single butt cheek of
theirs belongs to the WWF, to the WWE yes...but not the WWF. But I do own
Jami, for she is me. Tasha owns herself.Charity owns herself and if you try
to take any of us,you will burn in hell! This is the next story in the Step
series...it's the Jami/Jeff sequel. And the address to the stories is 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: Just making things up as I go.
Summary: It's the last story...will it all come together, or all fall apart?
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee! I have
been suffocating lately....so please, send in the feedback.
Email:[email protected]
Jami opened the door wider to allow Stacy to stumble inside. Stacy slid
onto one of the beds, crying loudly. Jami moved to sit next to her on the
bed, not sure what exactly to do. Her heart told her to reach out to
comfort Stacy, but her mind screamed at her to not trust the blonde.
"Stacy...what's wrong?" Jami finally asked, deciding to compromise. "I, oh,
Test and I broke up! It's horrible! HORRIBLE!" Stacy cried out. Jami placed
a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"I'm sure it'll be okay. Sometimes these things just happen. Whatever
happens is for the best." Jami said. Stacy turned her tear-filled eyes up
to look at her. "How did you do it? How'd you get through it?" Stacy asked.
"Get through what?" Jami asked, not sure exactly what Stacy was asking.
"You know...you're so put together...and Jeff having asked for a divorce and
all." Stacy said.
"D-Divorce?" Jami asked, stunned. Stacy sniffled loudly, "Yeah, I heard him
talking about it to Matt downstairs about an hour ago. How do you do it?"
Stacy asked again.
"I...just remembered something I have to do." Jami said, hauling Stacy to
her feet and walking towards her door. "I think Torrie is in her room if
you want to talk to someone." Jami said, shutting the door firmly behind
her.
***
Moments later Jami was making her way down to the hotel bar. She entered
the smokey room, her eyes searching for where Jeff was. Finally she found
him sitting with Edge, RVD and Shane Helms.
Jami stalked over to him, but once he turned his green eyes to look at her,
she lost all nerve to tell him off right there. What if Stacy was lying?
What if's were creeping through her mind.
"Jami, is everything okay?" Jeff asked, looking at her in suprise.
"I...yeah...I just got bored in the room. Thought I'd see who was down
here." Jami murmered.
"Shouldn't you be laying down? The Doctor said to make sure you got plenty
of rest." Jeff pointed out. Jami nodded, turning to leave the bar once
again. God, she felt like a child being sent out of the room while the
grown-ups talked.
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