Chapter 5 – Behind These Hazel Eyes.
It was late Saturday afternoon and sun was still shinning brightly overhead in the sky by all accounts it was a perfect day for the game. Driving fast with the top down on her car Trish pushed her sunglasses up on to the top of her head as the wind zipped through her hair. Slowing down briefly as she manoeuvred into the school parking lot looking for a space.
"Since u been gone…I can breathe for the first time," Trish sang loudly and out of tune as she bobbed her head to the music.
Sat quietly in the passenger seat Jeff groaned as he slouched down, "please can you change the song."
Trish tutted as she rolled her eyes and brought the car to a holt then looked over at the less than impressed man next to her, "I like that song."
"It makes my brain hurt," Jeff sighed.
"And the crappy stuff you listen too doesn't," Trish scoffed. "Like that band…fall over boy."
Jeff sighed and rolled his eyes, "out."
"Jeez no need to be rude this is my car," Trish shrugged as she opened the car door and stepped outside.
Jeff closed his eyes and sighed then ran a hand through his hair, "no I meant...never mind." With another long sigh he climbed out the car and walked round to the trunk where Trish was stood.
"Got the stuff?" she asked.
"It's in my pockets," Jeff nodded.
"Let me see," Trish said with her hands on her hips.
"I said it's in my pockets," Jeff sighed.
"I just want to see," Trish walked over her hand going towards Jeff's pockets of his oversized jeans.
"Get off!" Jeff said loudly as he stepped back.
"Okay Mr Angry I just wanted to see," Trish shrugged.
"Can't you just believe me for once?" Jeff said his brow furrowed.
"It's not that I just don't trust you that's all," Trish smiled sweetly as she patted him on the shoulder and turned around then began to walk. Jeff pulling a face then following her.
The school grounds were partially empty due to the fact that the game wasn't due to start for another hour but Trish had been adamant to arrive early as to make sure her plan worked. Only the occasional student could be seen as they made their way towards the sports department and the boy's locker rooms. Over on the sports field the team could be seen warming up which meant John had to be there so his belongings would also be there.
Finally stopping in the empty hallway outside boy's locker room Trish turned to Jeff who stopped abruptly running into her.
"Little warning next time," he said.
"Oh cheer up will you this will all be worth it soon," Trish nodded.
"Yeah, yeah," Jeff said as though he'd heard this speech a thousand times already.
"Okay so you go inside and I'll wait her okay," Trish said patting him on the back.
"Me why do I have to do it," Jeff said with a furrowed brow.
"Because duh it's the boy's locker room and I'm a girl, I can't go in there," Trish shook her head.
"I bet that's never stopped you before has it," Jeff smirked.
"Now's not the time for jokes, just go please," Trish rolled her eyes as she pushed him towards the door.
Without a single protest Jeff made his way into the locker room silently closing the door behind him. Once he was inside he looked round to see if anyone was there, seeing nobody as it was empty he made his way over to the benches where he could see dozens of bags, jackets, clothing and other belongings all hung up. Sitting down next to them he began to look through the bags but couldn't find the one that belonged to John.
Jeff was quiet as he pondered his next move he considered going and asking Trish. Sighing to himself Jeff realised this was a bad idea from the start so changing his mind he stood up about to leave when he heard the door opening and the loud noise of the yelling and laughing.
Immediately he knew it must have been a member of the football team coming back for something. Quickly he walked away trying to dodge behind one of the lockers so he wouldn't be seen. Unlucky for him he walked straight into John.
"Hey watch where you're going retard," John yelled as he walked past him.
"My bad," Jeff said quietly as he tried to walk past.
"What did you say freak," John said as he pulled Jeff back towards him.
"Nothing just minding my own business," Jeff muttered.
"What do you think your doing in here anyway, this locker room is for men only," John said as he pushed him back into the lockers.
"Oh you know just taking a walk," Jeff shrugged.
John was quiet as he looked like he was going to say something until a brunette boy came walking into view, "hey Cena come on we gotta get back out there coach'll go crazy."
John let go of Jeff and walked to his bag getting a mouth guard out of the side pocket and then walked back past Jeff smirking.
"Jackass," John sneered as he walked past.
Jeff was quiet as he watched John walk past him and out the locker room. He bit down on his bottom lip and narrowed his eyes in thought. A small smirk crossed his lips as he turned to face the bags, he walked towards the one John had just used and unzipped it.
Pulling out a pair of Nike sneakers he smirked again as he pulled out two tiny bottles out of his pocket and unscrewed the lids. He sat silent as he poured the contents of one of the bottles into the left sneaker and the other into the right. He then swirled the liquid round until it had soaked in then he gently placed the footwear back and zipped up the bag.
"Jackass," Jeff smirked as he walked away to the outside.
Walking out he stopped as he couldn't see Trish anywhere turning to his left as he heard a noise he saw the blonde leaning round the corner motioning him to come towards her. Walking over he stopped in front of her.
"Did he see you?" Trish asked immediately.
"Er…no," Jeff shook his head.
"I was so worried when I saw him go in there," Trish said her eyes full of worry.
"No he didn't see me its okay," Jeff shook his head.
"Did you do it," Trish asked her eyes eager.
Jeff nodded, "both feet."
Trish screamed loudly with excitement as she flung her arms round Jeff hugging him tightly.
"Okay, okay," Jeff said laughing a little as he stepped back. "That did actually feel kinda good," he nodded.
"See I told you so," Trish pulled her tongue.
Jeff rolled his eyes, "you've been dieing to say that haven't you?"
"You know it," Trish nodded. "Now come on we got an hour before the game starts to plot for tonights after party, I'm thinking laxative in the drink..."
"No way…you said if I came to the game I didn't have to go to the lame after party," Jeff stopped walking and started shaking his head.
"I lied," Trish shrugged. "Besides we have to go to see if it worked or not," she shrugged again.
"Trish I'm not going," Jeff shook his head.
"Yes you are," Trish said undetermined.
"No I'm not."
"No your not."
"Yes I am…dammit!" Jeff said loudly. "You have to stop doing that."
"Oh my poor Jeffy so much to learn, the first thing is I always get my own way," Trish grinned as she linked her arm with his and continued to walk.
"Yeah I kinda got that about you weird huh?" Jeff said sarcastic.
Trish was silent as they walked then she spoke, "I just had a great idea...we could have code names?" she said excitedly.
Jeff rolled his eyes again, "I hate my life."
Three hours later the sun had set and the game had ended with the team losing as always. Trish was currently in her car with Jeff driving towards where the after party was being hosted by one of the jocks as his parents were away that weekend.
Trish grinned as she turned up her stereo blasting more Kelly Clarkson and looked over at a quiet Jeff who seemed to be contemplating throwing himself out of the moving vehicle. Fortunate for him the car came to a holt and the music stopped abruptly.
"Oh thank God," Jeff said as he laid his head back.
Trish glanced over at him from where she was applying her lip gloss in the rear view mirror and smirked.
"Do we have to be here?" Jeff asked.
"Yes we do now come on," Trish smiled as she stepped out of the car and stood with her hands on her hips as she waited for Jeff to get out.
Slowly Jeff climbed out and shut the door then looked over at Trish who was smiling at him. Jeff just tried to ignore her as he walked round the to where she was standing waiting for him.
"Gosh cheer up will you, look we'll go in see if it worked then come back out like twenty mins tops kay," she smiled.
"Trish first thing you need to learn about me is…I hate anything to do with school so I really don't want to be here, isn't it enough that I watched that horrendous thing that called a game but now I have to come to this after party, which by the way makes no sense seeing as they lost like they always do," Jeff said his nose scrunched up.
"You know you look kinda cute with your nose like that," Trish smiled.
"Don't change the subject," Jeff said.
"It's like a little button," Trish smiled as she pressed her finger to hsi nose.
"You're changing the subject," Jeff said again not amused.
"Oh come on it'll be fine," Trish rolled her eyes as she linked her arms in Jeff's and continued to walk.
The pair continued to walk together as they approached the large house where loud music and the sound of laughter could be heard. The door to the house was open and people could be seen coming in and out.
Trish smiled at Jeff as the pair made their way up the path stepping over some random guy who'd passed out on the lawn. Eventually they entered the house which looked even worse then the outside did, the floor was covered with pieces of squashed food and spilt drinks, broken ornaments lay everywhere and pictures hung lopsided on the walls. People were everywhere some talking, some dancing to the booming music and some just making out all over the sofa.
"Fun huh?" Jeff looked at Trish.
"Sometimes," Trish shrugged.
"Trish," a female voice called from somewhere nearby.
Trish looked up to see Dawn and some more of her friends making their ways towards her. She smiled as they approached where as they seemed a little confused at the company she had.
"Guys you know Jeff my neighbour," Trish smiled.
"Er yeah right your in my English lit class right," Dawn said trying to be polite.
"You hang round with that redheaded girl right," a blonde nodded.
"You mean Amy my step sister yeah I kinda do," Jeff nodded after rolling his eyes.
"Oh that's right you got dumped by Mickie," a redhead said nodding.
"Oh my god Christy that was mean," a smaller brunette laughed as the rest of the girls began to giggle.
"Erm we're gonna go get a drink, come on Jeff," Trish said pulling at his arm. She didn't want to spend much longer with her friends, she loved them all but they could be a bit dim sometimes.
Trish walked away with Jeff walking slowly behind her making disgruntled noises every time some drunk jock would bump into him. Finally they walked through into the kitchen where there wasn't many people, everyone seemed to be in the back garden in the pool.
"Are they really your friends," Jeff asked motioning to where some of Trish's friends were jumping into the pool fully dressed.
Trish shrugged, "aquintenances more like."
Jeff nodded, "so what now then?"
"Erm we find John," Trish said her brow furrowed. "I haven't seen him have you?"
"No I don't think so," Jeff shook his head.
Trish nodded as she walked out of the kitchen along with Jeff. She walked outside into the garden were most people were. All seemed to be having a good time ignoring the rule to never mix alcohol with swimming. Trish bit down on her lip as she scanned the crowd looking for her ex boyfriend but she couldn't see him anywhere.
Turning back round she headed into the house and checked the bathroom but nothing no John anywhere downstairs.
"Maybe he's gone home you know the feet thing," Jeff shrugged.
"Your kidding right John never leaves a party early," Trish shook her head.
"Well were could he be then?" Jeff asked.
Trish was silent then she looked up at Jeff her eyes narrowed as she thought about where he might be. Probably the same thing she and him used to do whenever there was a party. Not saying a word Trish turned on her heels and headed for the stairs stomping up them quickly. Jeff who looked slightly confused at the whole thing just ran up after her.
"What are you doing?" Jeff yelled as they reached the top of the stairs.
"That bastard!" Trish cursed under her breath.
"Who John, what's wrong?" Jeff asked following her.
Trish reached the first bedroom door flinging it open and seeing nothing tried the next one but nothing again. She stopped as Jeff grabbed her and turned her to face him.
"What are you doing?"
"He's here I know…" she yelled then stopped and went quiet.
"What?" Jeff asked confused again.
"Shh…" she raised a finger to her mouth as she was silent. "Do you hear that?"
"No hear what I can't…"
Jeff went silent as the sound of a giggle coming from somewhere nearby filled his ears. He looked at Trish and now knew what her problem was he now understood what she was doing.
"Trish," Jeff said worried as he saw the anger in her eyes.
Trish didn't say anything as she walked over to another one of the door and flung it open. Instantly raising her hands to her mouth as she gasped at the sight before her she stepped back slightly as she felt uneasy on her legs. Jeff came walking up behind her and also stopped looking surprised.
"Trish what are you doing?" John yelled from the bed.
"You little bitch! I'm going to kill you!" Trish screamed.
Trish quickly made her way over to the bed where John was currently laid on top of Candice who was only in her underwear. Trish grabbed at the brunette taking a hand full of hair in her hand and pulling Candice who was screaming forward onto the floor.
Before she could do anything else Jeff had grabbed Trish round the waist and pulled her backwards all the while she was struggling in his arms. The screaming had alerted the people downstairs and in matter of moments a crowd had formed and Dawn was also trying to hold Trish back. Soon enough Trish stopped and stood motionless as Candice scrambled for her clothes as the people gathered cheered and chanted 'chick fight' enthusiastically.
"It's not what it seems," John said quickly.
"Not what it seems she's my best friend! How could you! I trusted both of you!" Trish yelled tears stinging her eyes close to falling down.
Candice walked over but before she could say anything Dawn had walked in front of her, "you say nothing."
Trish wiped the tears away and turned on her heel and fled the room running down stairs away from the crowd and out the house. Jeff stood speechless for a few seconds unsure exactly what to say or to do. He knew one thing he needed to see if Trish was okay for some reason he now felt bad for the blonde, sure she might be a little neurotic but nobody deserved this.
He turned to walk away then looked back at John, "hey Jackass...nice feet." With that he walked away.
John who looked confused looked down at his feet his eyes opening wide as he was greeted with one bright red foot and one bright blue. He looked confused as he picked up his disregarded sneakers off the floor and looked at them. Sticking his fingers inside one and seeing the colour.
Dawn who was watching began to laugh as she took the sneaker off him and smelled it, "its food dye."
The crowd that had formed around the room had stopped cheering for a fight and were now laughing hysterically as John cursed under his breath and threw his sneakers across the room breaking a lamp.
Jeff exited the house and ran down the pathway in search of Trish whom he couldn't see anywhere. As he approached the car he saw the back of her head popping up from down at the front of the hood. Walking to the front of the car he saw she was sat on the floor leaning against the bumper. Black lines down her face from where her mascara had ran due to the tears that were currently streaming down her cheeks. Jeff unsure what to do exactly sat down next to her.
"I trusted her," Trish whimpered.
Jeff nodded as he hesitantly put his arm around her shoulders as Trish laid her head into his and continued to cry.
"I'm such an idiot," Trish sighed.
"Hey one thing your definitely not is an idiot, crazy sure but not an idiot," Jeff said nodding.
"How could he do this to me I was the perfect girlfriend," Trish whimpered as she wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.
Jeff was quiet as he nodded slightly, "If it helps at allhe was an asshole and you could do so much better," Jeff said quietly. "And as for Candice now I don't want to spread rumours but from what I heard that girl will sleep with anything."
Trish giggled slightly, "it helps a little."
"Good," Jeff nodded.
"Take me home Jeff," Trish said looking up.
"Of course," he nodded as he got to his feet offering Trish a hand who stood up next to him. She then handed her keys over to him as he opened the passenger door for her and then closed it. He then climbed into the drivers side and started the engine then pulled out and began the journey home for the night.
A/N: So that was a hard chapter to write but now we know why John dumped Trish, why Mickie dumped Jeff will also be revealed but a bit later. I promise the next update won't be so long away, well I'll try.
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