Title: He's Dead Author: Crystal (I'm MiSTing!!) Rating: R (for language) Disclaimers: Once again! I did NOT write this story. This story belongs to the author. I, sadly, don't own any of the wrestlers. They are owned Vince MacMahon, Shane MacMahon, WWF, and WCW. Distribution: Just ask and you may recieve. ************************************************************************** Notes: I had a hard time reading this story. It made absolutely no sense at all. ************************************************************************** ***(The second part of the story filled the screen) Jeff: Cruel and very unusual punishment. This is against the law. Matt: Jeff, jsut stop whinning and everyone, shut up, no comments and maybe we can finish faster. Shane: No shit Shirlock. But we can't do that. The story is too bad. Evan (leans over the Shannon and whispers): I'm gonna make a break for it. Are you with me? Shannon: What? Evan (whispering): Ssshhhhh! I figured it out. Only two can get out successfully. I chose you. You with me? If not... Shannon (whispering): I'm with. What do we do? Lita: What are you two whispering about? SHannon and Evan (sitting up): Nothing.*** Title: He's Dead Author: Meredith Anne Gerber :) Rating: R for language and a lil sexual content Author's Notes: Yeah. I promised this would be out yesterday! Sorry! LOL I am MOST DEFINITELY screwin' with people's minds cause there is A LOT of guesses, and they're ALL wrong! LoL You guys gotta wait......and for the impatient ones.....::glares at Carm, Cathy, and Tracy:: You guys gotta BE Patient! ***Shane: Get on with the story! All except Shane: SSSSSSSHHHHHHHHH!!! Shane: Okay okay.....*** 2 of you have received Confirmation! Patience is a gift from the Holy Spirit! Sit your toosh down and be good! ***Jeff: "Toosh?" Matt: Jeff! I thought you agreed to be quiet. Jeff: I couldn't resist it. (laughs) "Toosh!" (laughs histerically)*** Now, what I need everyone to do, is pay attention. There are HUGE clues in this chapter and bigger ones in the ones to come! If ANYONE pays attention to my Prince Albert series, you know who the murder may be. Cause I call her a specific name! ***Lita: Let me guess ... um ... skanky bitch? (laughs) Matt: Lita! Lita: I couldn't help it. She was asking for it. Matt (throws hands up): Forget it. (sits back in chair) Keep talking. We'll just sit here forever reading the intro part.*** ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meredith walked into the room, and looked at the expression on everyone's faces. ***Jeff: There's the story!*** They all were crying hysterically. Even the men. She crossed her arms and looked over at Sean Morely. "Where is she?" She said through grinded teeth."Clubbing."" ***Lita: Wasn't she just arrested, like, last night!? Evan (whisper): Get ready. (Shannon noddes)*** But reports said she got arrested.....""Not yet at least." Sean gave a weird look."What club, Sean?""Sports Pro.""Where?" She said boldly and sharply."94th and Crestwood." ***Shane: When the person was said to have been arrested, he/she usually was. Jeff: One word. Meredith.*** "Come on Matt." She tugged on her big brother's arm, and tried pulling him out of the room. "Matt." She scolded. "Come on." She tugged on his arm again. She didn't get any response at all. "Fine. I'll just go alone!" She trailed off and walked out of the door. "Hold it." Matt stopped her. She held the screen door open and watched her brother. "I am not letting you go near her. You're staying here with us. I don't want to loose anyone else to that fake bimbo from hell......" Matt walked over to his little sister, and took her hand in his. He put her in the room, next to Adam and Jason. She put her head on Jason's shoulder and let out a sigh. Jason put his arm around her, and let her close her eyes on his chest, and let soft tears flow. ***Evan (whisper): Almost... (Shannon noddes)*** "Funeral set already?" "Yeah....we...switched the words on the wedding invitation and made it into a funeral booklet." Jeff choked out. ***Lita: That is digusting... (looks to Jeff) Jeff: What?! I am NOT the Jeff in that story.*** Meredith noticed so much pain and anger in his eyes. How he could loose such a good friend was extremely hard for him. Jason played with Meredith's brown hair and she just sniffled a little bit. Matt Bloom sat down in the big easy chair in the middle of the room, as his eyes searched the words and thoughts of the people in the room. He read them clearly. He was the oldest in the room, and definitely the wisest. He finally made eye contact with his little sister. What pain she was going through nearly killed her. ***Lita: Maybe the oldest but not the wisest. Shane (jumping up): It IS Matt! Look how she has Jeff! Mat is dead! Matt: NO I'M NOT GODDAMMIT!!!! Shane: Look, "Meredith noticed so much pain and anger in his eyes. How he could loose such a good friend was extremely hard for him." It IS you! Matt: Whatever...*** "Hi?" A woman said meekly to the room. Meredith looked up and walked over to her, and hugged her tightly. The older woman looked down at the girl, and wiped a tear from her eyes. They embraced again, and the eldest just held her tight. Meredith removed herself from her, as Adam stood up to hug the woman. "Hi Krissy." Meredith sniffled, wiping her eyes of dry tears. ***Shane: Oh Lord. More people. Lita: Who is the new person?*** "Hey Mere...." She brushed her hand lightly over the young girl's cheek. Just watching her cry, made her heart break. She walked over to Adam, kissed him lightly on the cheek and nuzzled her head in his neck. Adam lead her to the couch, and Meredith sat back where she was earlier. She nuzzled up against his chest and he sighed, gently rubbing her back. ***Lita: Who the hell is this Krissy person? Matt: Maybe she'll tell us later. Lita: She better.*** Cathy Parsons, the owner of the Baltimore home, came into the room, with a tray of coffee in hand. She offered some, but majority of the room refused to take it because of their shaky hands and blank thoughts. Cathy finally explained where everyone was sleeping for the night. The next morning, they had to set up the funeral. When Cathy finished, she looked at Matt. ***Lita: Brief summary of Cathy but why the hell is everyone at her house and who the hell is Krissy? Matt: Lita calm down. It's okay. Jeff: Yeah. Chill. Just read the words. I just learned that.*** "Did you call anyone?""Drew and Shane, but nobody picked up.""Well, the McMahons have to know, most definitely." "I'm going to bed." Adam got up, not taking anymore talking. Jason and Krissy lagged behind, heading to the guest room across the hall. Sean placed his hands on the velvet chair and sighed, boosting himself up, and heading for the downstairs area. ***Jeff: This person has some money to be buying a velvet chair. Lita: I thought you just read the words. Jeff: On and off. I can't control it.*** Jeff just shook his head and got up and walked downstairs. Cathy stood in the middle of the room, where Matt and Meredith just stared at each other and searched for thoughts. Meredith got up, and went to the bathroom to change. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were puffy, and her mascara was everywhere. ***Lita: Why wear make-up if you know you're going to cry? Shannon: Because it's Meredith? Evan (whispers): Okay, at the next paragraph we're gonna run at the count of three. Okay? Shannon: Okay.*** She splashed herself with water, wishing it all was a dream. But it wasn't. She brushed her teeth, spitting out the white liquid into the sink bowl, and then rinsing it out quickly. She gargled, and before spitting out, she looked at who was in the doorway. She spit out the green mouthwash and looked at who was there. Jason Reso, arms open wide, for the young girl to grasp. Which she did. Jason just rocked her gently, not letting her go, and just letting his own tears fall on her. ***Matt: When did Jason get that touchy and emotional? Jeff: It's a story. Evan: 1 .... 2 .... Jeff and Matt: What the hell? Evan: 3! (Shannon and Evan jump from their seats and and head straight for the door. Evan grabs the handle and starts pulling and pushing.) Shannon: Come on! You said you had a way out! Evan: I thought it would be open for a potty break or something. Shannon: Oh man! (goes and sits back down) I have been duped. Evan: Nooo ... (stays at door looking out the window)*** She gently pushed herself off and tied her hair in a ponytail, gently kissing Jason on the cheek, and heading to the room where she was to sleep in. Matt was already on the pull out couch. She crawled over next to him, got under the covers and curled up against him. They sat there in silence, which was not a normal routine, and tried to fall asleep. ***Lita: Wouldn't they sleep in a hotel? Matt: I'm not even gonna say anything.*** Matt?" Meredith whispered in the darkness."Hmm?" He said softly."You're going to be in charge of the funeral, right?""Yeah.....""Well....umm.....can I do the Homily?""You really want to do it?" Matt asked, looking down at his little sister."Yes."Matt sighed and nodded, "OK.......Sounds good." He kissed the top of her head. "Now get some sleep. We have a lot to accomplish tomorrow.""Ok Matt. Good night.""Night." ***Shannon: Is it OVER yet?*** Meredith remembered something, before she shut her eyes. ***Shannon: Dammit you little brat! Go the FUCK to sleep! Jeff: Calm down, Shan. It's gonna be okay.*** After her 3 years with Matt, she never told him she loves him. And she had to do it, because she never knew when she was going to loose him. Could even be tomorrow. She made that mistake with him. HIM. He died. She couldn't say 3 simple words at any given time. "Love you Matt." She smiled on his chest and nuzzled her forehead on his shirt. Matt looked at her. She was asleep already. He couldn't believe she said it, but knew why. He brushed hair behind her ear, and whispered back, "I love you too, Mongie." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~. ***Lita: You're brother and sister. It's a given. like you love your mom or dad. Shannon: That's the "over" sign. Jeff: It's not over. It's not the funeral yet. (The words "Generating part 2" flashed on the screen then was followed by the next part of the story.) Matt: Well, here goes nothing.*** ***********************************