A/N: OoooooOoo. This is the story I've been meaning to put up. I'd like to thank Blond Alicia. Or Alicia Number 2. Whichever I feel like her name should be today... She helped me along.. so if the story gets progressively worst as it goes on, blame her. Raven, Jeffie, and Molly are all owned by Vince and his lawyers. I own a WCW Raven shirt, and a half eaten candy cane. Please don't sue, cuz that's all you'll get. R&R Please! I want to know if I should go on....
Raven looked over at the younger man with his eyes half-closed.
"You're going to go bald, you know." he said not taking his eyes off of the newly blued haired youth.
Jeff looked up from where he was intently doing his hair and defiantly said, "Will not! My brother says that all the time, too!' his Southern accent more pronouced then usual.
Raven just nodded and jumped down from where he was perched. "Just because you're, excuse me, ya'll is having brotherly type problems.... you still shouldn't take it out on your poor hair." He went and sat on the other side of where Jeff was playing God with the colors of his hair. Jeff just grunted as he tried to get a knot out of the tangle of newly formed blue hair. "Whatever, man." Jeff said trying to be menacingly, but his green eyes filled with tears as he went back to work.Raven hated seeing people crying, especially grown men, and he patted Jeff on the back. Jeff just nodded to Raven, then went back to his hair.
Raven knew exactly why Jeff was in near tears at the mere mention of his older brother. As far as Raven could tell, Matt and his girlfriend the gorgeous Lita (or at least in Raven's humble opinion) had been having 'troubles' to say the least. And Jeff was just being his usual noble self and tried to help the damsel in distress. And that in turn, got him in trouble with his brother. So now, Matt wasn't talking and Jeff had ran into the first room he found with lights on, and that had happened to be Ravens. Raven didn't mind the company. He normally roomed with Rhyno, but due to his suspension, the man-beast wasn't around. So if it wasn't for Jeff, Raven would have ended up talking to himself. Besides, he didn't mind Jeff at all. He reminded Raven of a younger him.... on speed. When Jeff was crying himself to sleep, he was a multi-tasking, multi coluring his hair, machine. Jeff had cleaned the entire hotel room-twice. He had made his hair 5 different colors and he had reorganized Ravens sock drawer, twice.
~Fucking crazy kid.~ Raven thought to himself ~I think I'll keep him.~ he smiled.
"You need a woman." Jeff muttered under his breath.
"What ya say rainbow?" Raven said snapping, rather unpleasantly, back to reality. "Say it a little louder, since I'm getting old and all. I think my hearing aid batteries must have died." Raven said, his smile gone.
"I said you need a woman or someone." Jeff said blushing that Raven had heard him.
"I did have a woman." was all Raven would say.
Even though Jeff only had known Raven as a friend for a couple of days, he knew better then to prey furthur. When Raven wanted to talk he would. But until then, he would stay deathly quiet.
Everyone in the lockroom room knew about Raven and his little spells. He could go for days without talking to anyone, and then, magically, one day he'd just start talking again. And boy, did he really talk! He would get on everyone's nerves and then, as magically as he started, he would just stop. Which would also get on people's nerves. Jeff always heard 'them' talking. Them being the wrestlers who thought they were better then everyone else. The lockerroom was kinda like high school, everyone was in a different clique. Jeff never tried to stay in one. He had friends in all of them. Him and Essa Rios were tight. Shane O' Mac was good friends with him. He made very few enemies. And if he did have any, he'd settle the score. Or if he could do it, say it was someone like Big Show or something, well, Undertaker had taken a liking to Jeff, so he always had backup. But, even though he had friends everywhere, he knew if he didn't have Matt he'd be like Raven, Kane (well until him and Undertaker made up) Tazz, RVD, and all of them. They were the mifists, the freaks of the wrestlers. They all sat alone, next to no one in the lockerroom, not talking to anyone, just sticking out like sore thumbs. But, Jeff had Matt. Had.
He started to cry again. Raven looked over and blinked a couple of times at the younger mans newest flow of tears and felt bad. He lean over and gave him a reassuring hug. Jeff got quieter. Raven took a deep breath and started his story.
"I had a woman. To say 'had' would be wrong. To say loved dearly and would hate to see anything bad ever happen to her, yet to have her never understand it and shun me, would be a tad bit truer. She was beautiful, truly beautiful. Not one of those fake, blond idiots who would giggle at anything. Wait, she is like that. Except she is extremely intelligent and book smart and when she laughs, she lights up the room. One of those beautiful angels God sent down to Earth for sad, lonely men like myself. Somedays I think God sent her to me to drive me insane. Other days I think He did it to keep me sane. Then people question why I became an atheist. Ha. But, that matters not. What matters is my Mona." He stops and Jeff looks up in surprise.
"Molly Holly?! You like.... All right..I could see it... kinda...." Raven nodded solemnly and continued his story. . .
Raven looked over at the younger man with his eyes half-closed.
"You're going to go bald, you know." he said not taking his eyes off of the newly blued haired youth.
Jeff looked up from where he was intently doing his hair and defiantly said, "Will not! My brother says that all the time, too!' his Southern accent more pronouced then usual.
Raven just nodded and jumped down from where he was perched. "Just because you're, excuse me, ya'll is having brotherly type problems.... you still shouldn't take it out on your poor hair." He went and sat on the other side of where Jeff was playing God with the colors of his hair. Jeff just grunted as he tried to get a knot out of the tangle of newly formed blue hair. "Whatever, man." Jeff said trying to be menacingly, but his green eyes filled with tears as he went back to work.Raven hated seeing people crying, especially grown men, and he patted Jeff on the back. Jeff just nodded to Raven, then went back to his hair.
Raven knew exactly why Jeff was in near tears at the mere mention of his older brother. As far as Raven could tell, Matt and his girlfriend the gorgeous Lita (or at least in Raven's humble opinion) had been having 'troubles' to say the least. And Jeff was just being his usual noble self and tried to help the damsel in distress. And that in turn, got him in trouble with his brother. So now, Matt wasn't talking and Jeff had ran into the first room he found with lights on, and that had happened to be Ravens. Raven didn't mind the company. He normally roomed with Rhyno, but due to his suspension, the man-beast wasn't around. So if it wasn't for Jeff, Raven would have ended up talking to himself. Besides, he didn't mind Jeff at all. He reminded Raven of a younger him.... on speed. When Jeff was crying himself to sleep, he was a multi-tasking, multi coluring his hair, machine. Jeff had cleaned the entire hotel room-twice. He had made his hair 5 different colors and he had reorganized Ravens sock drawer, twice.
~Fucking crazy kid.~ Raven thought to himself ~I think I'll keep him.~ he smiled.
"You need a woman." Jeff muttered under his breath.
"What ya say rainbow?" Raven said snapping, rather unpleasantly, back to reality. "Say it a little louder, since I'm getting old and all. I think my hearing aid batteries must have died." Raven said, his smile gone.
"I said you need a woman or someone." Jeff said blushing that Raven had heard him.
"I did have a woman." was all Raven would say.
Even though Jeff only had known Raven as a friend for a couple of days, he knew better then to prey furthur. When Raven wanted to talk he would. But until then, he would stay deathly quiet.
Everyone in the lockroom room knew about Raven and his little spells. He could go for days without talking to anyone, and then, magically, one day he'd just start talking again. And boy, did he really talk! He would get on everyone's nerves and then, as magically as he started, he would just stop. Which would also get on people's nerves. Jeff always heard 'them' talking. Them being the wrestlers who thought they were better then everyone else. The lockerroom was kinda like high school, everyone was in a different clique. Jeff never tried to stay in one. He had friends in all of them. Him and Essa Rios were tight. Shane O' Mac was good friends with him. He made very few enemies. And if he did have any, he'd settle the score. Or if he could do it, say it was someone like Big Show or something, well, Undertaker had taken a liking to Jeff, so he always had backup. But, even though he had friends everywhere, he knew if he didn't have Matt he'd be like Raven, Kane (well until him and Undertaker made up) Tazz, RVD, and all of them. They were the mifists, the freaks of the wrestlers. They all sat alone, next to no one in the lockerroom, not talking to anyone, just sticking out like sore thumbs. But, Jeff had Matt. Had.
He started to cry again. Raven looked over and blinked a couple of times at the younger mans newest flow of tears and felt bad. He lean over and gave him a reassuring hug. Jeff got quieter. Raven took a deep breath and started his story.
"I had a woman. To say 'had' would be wrong. To say loved dearly and would hate to see anything bad ever happen to her, yet to have her never understand it and shun me, would be a tad bit truer. She was beautiful, truly beautiful. Not one of those fake, blond idiots who would giggle at anything. Wait, she is like that. Except she is extremely intelligent and book smart and when she laughs, she lights up the room. One of those beautiful angels God sent down to Earth for sad, lonely men like myself. Somedays I think God sent her to me to drive me insane. Other days I think He did it to keep me sane. Then people question why I became an atheist. Ha. But, that matters not. What matters is my Mona." He stops and Jeff looks up in surprise.
"Molly Holly?! You like.... All right..I could see it... kinda...." Raven nodded solemnly and continued his story. . .