Title: Jezebel
Author: Jami Lynn 
Chapter: 1
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. Tasha owns herself. Heaven help whoever would try to claim us. The song belongs to Chely Wright. And the address to the stories is at the bottom of this email. 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: Adam and Jeff finally figured out that Tasha wasn't the good girl they thought she was. And now it's Jami's turn to find out. 
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"Jami? Are you in here?" Tasha called into the hotel room she knew Jami was staying in. "Yeah, I'm in the bathroom pulling my hair back. Make yourself comfortable, I'll be out in just a second." Jami called. 

Tasha shut the door behind her before walking over to a straight back chair. On it was propped a small bulletin board, covered with ever changing pictures. Jami always carried it with her to make every place she stayed feel a bit more like home. Tasha looked at a few of the pictures, noticing that there were a few older ones of Jami and Jeff together. There was a picture of Jami from her debut. Then there were a few pictures of Jami and Adam hanging out together. One was a picture of them in a pool, Jami on Adam's shoulders. Tasha felt a tiny twinge of guilt when she noticed that Jami also had one up of the two of them posing outside of a theater showing Charlies Angels and another picture of Tasha from her debut. 

Tasha quickly pushed the twinge away when Jami walked back into the room. She was dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans and a light blue sweater, her brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. "Hey girl, I'm glad you called. We haven't hung out together for so long." Jami smiled at Tasha.

"Yeah, well...I think we should talk. You know, like we use to. Dish over guys and stuff." Tasha said, forcing herself to act all chatty. "Oh, yeah...okay. What do you want to talk about?" Jami asked, plopping down to sit on the bed. Tasha sat down on the edge of the bed before she looked over at Jami, trying to force tears to her eyes.

"Jami...you...you won't understand." Tasha whispered. "Tash...what...what's wrong?" Jami asked, concern showing in her face as she put a comforting arm around Tasha. "It's just that...well...Jeff doesn't belong to you. And you seem to have this control over him. I try and try to love him the best I can, but...I guess it's just not deep enough." Tasha sniffled. 

"Tasha, I have no control over him. I don't have control over anyone other than myself. I'm sorry if you feel that Jeff is under my control, because he's not. Remember, he left me because he was in love with you." Jami reminded her. 
***
I give him love, the best I can
But you don't seem to understand
It's not always deep
But it's always true
And he does not belong to you

Hey I do not forgive and I do not forget
I will fight for love until the death
***
Tasha sniffled loudly, and she felt Jami squeeze her shoulders again to comfort her. Tasha had to fight to hold back a smile that was threatening to cross her face. "What about Adam?" she asked.

"What about Adam?" Jami asked, confused. "Are...are you going to get together with him?" Tasha asked, turning her tear filled eyes to look at Jami. "I...I...don't know. I can't predict the future. I...I know we care about each other." Jami stammered. 

"Adam was my first real, true love. I guess I will always love him. You know, I would like to see you both happy together. It...it just hurts so much. You know, when I see you together. I guess I'm afraid to watch you get to close. Afraid it'll hurt to much." Tasha said, letting a few tears fall from her eyes. She was hoping that Jami would decide to not be with Adam if that meant it would hurt her friend. 
***
Jezebel, save your charms
He'll be back here in my arms
Oh how quickly you forget
He is not yours yet
He is not yours, not yet
***
"Yeah, I do know how it is. Remember, I'm the one who is seeing you and Jeff disappear into hotel rooms. Jeff was my first true love too." Jami reminded Tasha. Tasha looked away from Jami, trying to figure a change in tactics. 

"Do you think that you would be able to trust Adam totally if you ever got with him. Wouldn't you always be a bit wary that he would want me back? Just like I feel with Jeff? That if he could change who he loved once, couldn't he do it again?" Tasha asked, letting her shoulders shake with pretend sobs for effect. 

"Well, I guess I just don't think like that. If I was ever to be involved with Adam, I would trust him." Jami stated. 
***
Gonna throw on this cotton dress
Put lilac scent on the back of my neck
Walk barefoot down that mountainside
Straight to your door girl you can't hide
***
Tasha stood straight up off the bed in frustration, nearly knocked Jami to the floor. "what?" Jami asked in confusion. 

"Damnit, you can't have both of them!! I know you have both Jeff and Adam twisted around your little finger. But you can't have them both!! I want one of them!! if you take them both from me I will fight you until the death!! I will not forgive and I most certainly will not forget!" Tasha yelled.
***
'Cause I do not forgive and I do not forget
I will fight for love until the death

Jezebel, save your charms
He'll be back here in my arms
Oh how quickly you forget
He is not yours yet
He is not yours, not yet
***
"Tasha, get a grip! Seriously. You are going psycho on me for no freakin' reason! I don't have either guy wrapped around my finger. I'm not playing any games. If one of the guys doesn't want to be with you, or if neither of them don't want to be with you, that's not my fault. Just like if neither of them want to be with me, it's not your fault!!!" Jami said, trying to understand where this conversation was going.

"You know how JR and the King call the Diva's Jezebel's...well you truly are one. You are a backstabbing, lying Jezebel! And Adam's not yours yet. Either is Jeff. Neither of them will leave me. They might tell you otherwise, but they are just trying to fool you. Make the poor little girl feel good about herself! Well, it's not my fault if you forget, they aren't yours yet." Tasha yelled, not making much sense. She turned to run out the door.
***
Standing out in the pourin' rain
Callin' out my lovers name
I know he won't leave me in the cold
Send my baby home
Send my baby home

Jezebel, save your charms
He'll be back here in my arms
Oh how quickly you forget
He is not yours yet
He is not yours, not yet. 

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