The Big Leagues

By: Stefani
Rated: Rish

~~ Sequel to Making the Cut ~~

Pt1

"Matt!" I giggled as his fingers attacked my sides I squirmed to his touch. He chuckled as I fell backwards and he followed me down, his tickles becoming kisses.

"Oh Laura…" He said as his lips came in contact with mine, but I shoved him back.

"Matt… we can’t… I have to-" I didn’t even get to finish my damn sentence! He pressed his lips to mine, running his fingers through my hair and down my chest. As he pulled his head up, a small popping noise emitted as I tried to explain to him that we had to out.

"You said that we had a match today!" I begged him pushing my lower lip out.

"Oh… fine." He said as he got up and said something about going to take a shower. Okay, so you’re probably wondering a lot. Like, the gym. Yea, he still "runs" it, but it’s not an everyday thing. It’s more like… well… hard to explain. He and Jeff and a bunch of pros all got together and they take turns teaching new things. You pay by the day so you could come in once a week or everyday, though it usually wasn’t open everyday with everyone’s busy schedules. But Matt AND I still live there in the bedroom. And no we’re not in the WWF but DAMN have they been trying! They call constantly and I get the "Have you and Mr. Hardy decided about the date of your return?" and I calmly explain no we haven’t. Matt says he wants me to learn more before being brought up to the WWF in the Independent leagues. I’m an OMEGA regular, but I travel around, with Matt mind you, to different places around for matches and stuff. The money sucked, but it would be worth it in the end. At least that’s what Matt told me. But I trusted him… for the most part. Ha ha! Any ways. I am Sora (oh yea, be scared now) and he still is Surge. Hey, at least I got him to get some new wrestling tights. Actually, they weren’t quite tights… they were black baggy jeans and a black T-shirt with the sleeves clopped off.

And I changed outfits here and there, but I was almost in the blue shorts (that tie up) and the matching tank, both spandexy and my big ‘ole lace up wrassl’in boots. I quickly changed into that as I heard the shower flip off and I tied my boots up. I stared at the small motel mirror. Yes, we were in a motel, and I’d gotten very used to them. HEY when you’re only getting 20 bucks a match sometimes, a 10-buck room is all you can afford. And there really was no cause to pay much more really. A bed, a shower, which was all you needed. I combed my newly dyed light blonde hair up.

"Suited your image better" I was told. Yea, whatever. I just smiled and went with it. Even though Jeff later brought it to my attention that Matt preferred blondes. Go figure! Oh well, I didn’t see it as a big change or anything really. It’s just hair.

"Ready to go?" Matt asked as he walked out, dressed and ready and toweling his hair.

"Ready as I’ll ever be." I said as we gathered our stuff and walked to the car. It was just a very small match for an Indy League I’d never even heard of. In fact, we were only getting 30 bucks each, but it didn’t bother me too badly. However, after over 8 months down here, I was starting to get antsy for the bigger stakes.

"It’s not as glamorous and fun as you think it is." Matt said to me when I brought this up on the drive to the gym. Yea, gym. It was in a high school! I could just imagine myself in Madison Square Garden…. My daydreams were interrupted as Matt pulled into a large, old, piece of shit place a little later with a parking lot that was near abandoned.

"We’re early." He said as I sighed and stepped out into the cool fall air. I sighed as he took my hand along with a gym bag and we walked up the front steps and I yanked open the old door. Inside was an ancient walling and a table with a guy selling tickets and a little concession stand. Great…. Just great.

"Hey…" Matt said. Damn this man could read my mind. I grunted as he talked to someone and explained who we were and he pointed us down a hallway. To a bathroom. Matt took my hand before I could comment and we walked towards the gym instead.

"You’re already ready." He said as we walked inside. The bleachers were about half full and there were blue mats on the ground.

"Matt… Matt there’s no ring." I whispered as I looked at him, he was smiling.

"Well… that just means more grappling." He said with a grin.

"But-"

"I know it’s not your strong point, that’s why you’re here." He said as I looked at the mat and the next array of high school boys that walked in.

"You are kidding me… I thought I was having a PRO wrestling match not-"

"Just shh. Listen go out there and kick some butt." He pushed me ahead before disappearing into the quickly growing crowd. I felt my stomach go weak… I couldn’t WRESTLE. I mean… I could wrestle but this was the real deal… Some guy in thick glasses came over and handed me this funky looking thing… a helmet?! I watched someone else put theirs on as I slowly slid mine on as well, ticked off that I had to cover my hair with it. I straightened myself out as some guy in a totally geeky look’n wrestling outfit came over.

"Hey… you wrestle?" I smiled and nodded as he punched me in the arm, playfully. "Sweet, good luck." I offered him the same luck. I saw Matt smiling from nearby, he’d gotten a close seat. I smiled at him as the guy that had given me the helmet got a mic. I made a mental note to kill Matt after all was said and done with as the man started to speak.

"Hello and welcome to our event! Today we will feature several young men, and a young lady who will compete in the sport of wrestling. The winner will take home $200!" Two hundred dollars… my mind started to spin. I was much better then these guys…

The first few matches involved these other people and I could have cared less. It was freestyle so I supposed I’d be okay. When I was up next, I did some quick stretching as I walked over to the mat with a little stride in my step feeling rather confident. I mean, come on, I’d had training, these guys hadn’t. But when I saw my opponent, that was a new story. He was easily 6’7 and a good 280. And this was definitely NOT Mr. Nice Guy. He grunted a little as the bell wrung and we tied up. I was immediately thrown off to the side as I landed roughly on my bag. Before I even got a chance to get up, he was going to work on my ribs and picking me up and throwing me back down. The punishment continued forever until he finally went for a pin. The "ref" counted 1,2,3 I was done and over with. I sighed and got up, almost falling back over… Damn, that guy was huge! Matt hopped down the bleachers as I looked at hi with sorrow and took my helmet off and tossed it aside.

"I’m sorry…. I didn’t you you’d go with some huge guy." Matt said as he wrapped his arm around me and I just shrugged.

"It’s alright… I just… I just wanted to win." I said sadly, "And I didn’t even advance." He put his jacket over my shoulders as we walked outside just abandoning the place, not bothering nor wanting to stick around for the next round, or next match for that matter.

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I sat on Matt’s bed, back in the gym, and tossed the ball up in the air again. Ever since we got back I’ve just been lying here, throwing a ball around and doing a lot of thinking. Thinking about everything really. To say I wasn’t on a winning streak is an understatement and all that’s I’ve seen happening is that I’ve been getting my ass kicked all over the ring… and mat for that matter. Matt still had the tiny twin bed, there wasn’t room for a bigger one and it was so hectic to sleep sometimes. Like all summer when it was hot. I’m sorry, I love him and all, but when it’s 90 degrees out and there is only ONE window in the joint, the last thing I want it smooshed up to another human body, that led my poor Matty to sleeping on the floor a few nights.

"Hey Laura, you hungry?" Matt called from the kitchen.

"Nah." I replied as I set the ball aside and rested my head on the soft pillows. I heard something rattling around the kitchen as I shut my eyes, but I wasn’t nearly tired enough to drift off. Hell, it was still only like 9 o’clock. The bed shifted as he sat down beside me and ran his hand up and down the small of my back.

"Ya feel’n better?" He asked as he found the tender area where I had been thrown the hardest.

"A little, the mat was so hard and I fell like hell." I complained as he turned me onto my stomach and rubbed my back a little. I moaned to his soft feelings and just when it was all soaking in, the phone rang. He gave my back a final pat as he reached over and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" he asked as there was a long pause and I drifted back into my world. "Guess who?" He asked jumping me out of my pleasant little daydream. "Good ‘ole JR. He gave me the whole ‘Matt we’d really like you to return and we are very interested in taking a look at Laura’s ability in the ring as well."

"What’d you say?" I asked as he sighed.

"I told him I’d think about it. I think maybe you’re almost ready." He said.

"Matt, I AM ready, I’ve been ready." I argued as he sighed again.

"Mic skills could use some buffering…"

"Do not worry Matthew." I stated plane and simple, "You call good ‘ole JR and tell him we’ll meet him tomorrow." I commanded as he chuckled.

"Yes ma’am." He picked up the phone as I started to already invision it… me a WWF Superstar… me… In the big Leagues.

Pt2

"Hmmm sweetie we got to get up." Matt cooed in my ear as I turned and burrowed myself further down him to hide form the small rays of sunlight that were seeping through the small window across the room. I mumbled incoherently wanting badly to devise a way to stay snuggled against his warm flesh forever.

"Hmmm but Matty you’re too comfy." I mumbled as he chuckled and threw the cover off me as I flew into his arms like a bat out of hell.

"Oh my God, IT’S COLD." I screeched as he grinned and pulled me up. I shivered madly as I looked at the clock, 5 am. Oh well, this was a good day; I’m off to meet JR! Visions of title belts and T-shirts flooded my head as I grabbed some clothes and pranced into the bathroom. I hummed a bit as I flipped the shower on and shed my clothes and stepped into the heat of the water. I let the drops run over my head and down my body as I felt something up against my back and I whirled around to see Matt grinning.

"Hey." He said innocently as I put a bit of shampoo on his goatee.

"Wash up, it’s a big day." I beamed as I rubbed it in his facial hair as he chuckled. I reached around for the soap and ran smack dab into his hand.

"Eh eh." He said smiling as he lathered up the washcloth and soaped up my body. I giggled as ran it down my back and arms and the rest of my body, softly and smoothly. He gathered up some shampoo and massaged it into my scalp as I moaned a little at the relaxing sensation.

"Sorry I’m going so quick, but we’ve got to hurry." He said as I was rinsed. I spun around and quickly washed his hair. Usually I take my time and run my fingers around every curled strand… yes… every. He he, but today was my… I mean, OUR big day! I hopped out of the shower and quickly dried off, looking for something professional like to put on.

"Matt honey, what about the navy blue long skirt and-" He cut me off as he came in with a box and set it in front of me.

"Wear it." He said as I squealed and opened the lid, but my expression changed when I saw a short black skirt that looked like my ass would hang out of it and a matching black short sleeved shirt with a collar that seemed to have the collar dip a BIT to much.

"Don’t worry, you’ll need that, and some tall shoes." He added as my blank expression stayed just that; blank. "Listen, if you want in, wear it. Odds are we aren’t meeting Vince, very good odds in fact so don’t worry. You can wear a long jacket and-"

"Trish." I said after staring at it, "Trish gone bad." I added as a small grin came to his face. "You sure you ain’t gett’n nuth’n out of this?" I said raising an eyebrow as he gently kissed my temple. I sighed as I put the so-called outfit on, which was so tight on me I couldn’t breathe. He came back in after I was dressed from the bathroom in some nice black pants and was fixing the black collar on his navy blue, silk shirt.

"Gorgeous, just one thing." He came over and looked me up and down and combed my hair as he stared at my chest.

"No no Matt, not now." I said as his lips curled. He shifted my boobs around a bit, I was sighing louder then I ever had as I got "perked" up.

"Perfect." He added with a grin as he took my finger and spun me around. "Just a dab of makeup, oh your nails… and we’ll be on our way." He said as I walked back into the bathroom. Under the sink was a small caboodle with a little makeup as I opened it revealing the contents. I pulled out some pink shimmer as I traced my eyelids and such, brushing my teeth and applying several layers of lip-gloss. I grinned at myself as I put some red nail polish on and grabbed my purse. Matt was sitting on the bed pulling a pair of shoes on with our portfolios beside him. Frankly, Matthew did not need a portfolio, hell; he WORKED for them, but always make a good impression.

"Ready?" He asked as I nodded and Matt got our things and we went out the door and drove off.

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I looked around the huge arena with people running around, a ton of people stopping and saying hi to Matt.

"Mr. Hardy, Mr. Ross is looking for you." Some guys said as Matt nodded. I thought we weren’t even gonna see anyone important, especially with me looking like this sleezeball! We walked into a room with a desk and a chair and good ‘ole JR on the phone behind it. He told us to wait a moment as he hung up.

"Matt, I’m glad you and Laura decided to take me up my offer, have a seat." Matt offered the only chair to me as I took it. Jim called for a chair for him and someone brought one in as we all had a seat.

"Mr. Ross, here are our portfolios." Matt said as he handed it to him. This was so businessy! JR looked over them smiling and nodding.

"Well Matt, I know a lot about you, but let me hear about you Laura a little." He said smiling.

"Well… I came to Matt’s wrestling gym a while back and took lessons and I convinced Matt to uh, get back in the business and we’ve been going around doing Indy Feds are a while and I think I’m rather prepared for the business." I said grinning.

"Yes well, for someone wrestling for less then a year, you look quite impressive here Laura. We’ve been looking for some new divas lately and I think you’re just what we need. I’ll tell you what… I’m going to request you be sent to OVW and the writers will set some things up and once you have um… conquered OVW, then well be calling you up, how’s that?"

"Wonderful." I said.

"Um… is that for me too?" Matt asked as JR looked up.

"Oh I assumed you would want to come straight back." He said a little shocked.

"Actually, I’d like to stay with Laura, you know, show her the ropes. Besides, I want myself to be fully prepared to be back and all. You know…"

"Yes of course Matt." JR said, "I’ll have Vince send two requests down and get you two in there." He said as he shook out hands. Damn that was fast… "Now you know this isn’t permanent yet, before you go you’ll need to talk with Vince and writers and make sure we’re ready to go." He said as he showed us out. Outside, Matt took my hand as he walked down the hallway.

"Come on, we’re gonna look around." He said, "Though no one’s here, it’s way to early yet." I nodded as he wrapped the rest of his arm around me and we passed several rooms here and there.

"I feel like dirt." I said looking at my outfit.

"You look great." He added smiling and he planted a small peck on my cheek as my cheeks flamed a dark red.

"Thanks."

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"Hey man." Matt said as Jeff walked in and embraced him.

"Hey." Jeff came over to me and gave me a small hug as he winked. "So how’d your little interview go?"

"Easy." Matt said as I nodded, "Jim’s gonna talk to some people and we’re going to OVW for a few weeks or months or whatever then coming back here when they get a script ready." Matt explained as Jeff nodded. It was getting later and we’d been in this dumb arena all day, there’s only so much you can do to keep yourself entertained here. It was 7 o’clockish now and they had a Heat taping that had started that was going to be followed up by a SmackDown taping.

"So, what’s going on tonight with you?" Matt asked as we made our way into a locker room. All day I’d pretty much been Matt’s little sidekick around, after all, he was the one who knew everyone and all ya know?

"Well, I have the 3^rd to last match, and I’m fighting Xpac for European gold." Jeff said as Matt questioned him if he won it and Jeff said yes.

"Whoa! You’re winning Euro gold! Congrats! I can’t wait until I get back and we get that tag team gold again." Matt said as Jeff’s expression turned sour.

"Tag? I mean… I thought we were gonna go with our singles push?"

"Jeff, I’ve been gone for over 2 years, I don’t have a singles push." Matt said halfway hurt and halfway angry.

"Oh sorry forgot… it’s just that… well… I do… have as singles push and I wanted to go with it for a little bit." Jeff said as Matt cocked his nose.

"Well then… good luck." He took my hand and practically yanked me out the door. I bit my lip as we went out to the cold air of the fall towards his car. So I guess we weren’t going to stay and watch the event after all…

Pt3

"Got most of your stuff packed?" Matt called from the kitchen the next week.

"Yea, just adding some last minute stuff." Well, this was it… the big day. The day we packed up from little North Carolina to Kentucky… Ohio Valley Wrestling. I sighed as I packed the last thing of importance. We weren’t talking everything because someone would always be here teaching now and then and we’d be back, but all the important stuff came with us. We had gotten official word yesterday and they said we had to be in the OVW in two days.

"Ready?" Matt asked smiling, "It’s a kinda long ride to Ohio from here."

"It’s Kentucky, not Ohio." I said smiling as he rolled his eyes and I gave the small room one last glance. We were staying with some other guys that went to the camp for a few weeks; it was going to be a little more then a month. Matt put his arm around me as we walked out hopped in his car. We tossed our few things in the back of the car as we drove off.

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"Almost there!" he announced happily. He was certainly happy about this… that was kinda odd… but hell, I was just as happy! He pulled into a driveway of a tiny tiny tiny house and came to a stop.

"Now remember, newbies don’t have much money and neither do we so don’t be surprised… we’re only paying 75 to be here for a month but there may be like 10 other people in there." I nodded as he gave me a small kiss on the cheek and got our few bags and walked up to the door. He knocked on the front and waited a minute before the door creaked open showing a guy about six feet tall and pretty muscular with short brown hair in a pair of ripped up jeans and a tight white tank.

"Matt? Nice to see you man!" he said shaking his hand and shaking mine as well.

"Hey Tony, thanks for letting us jam here." He said as the guy, whom I now knew was Tony let us in.

"Okay well… I told you we were packed… There’s 9 others that live here, so you guys are gonna have to go downstairs with this other guy that’s already down there. It’s not furnished or anything… but it’s sheltered and we always have food and stuff around… ya know."

"That’s fine… who’s down there?" Matt asked.

"Young kid named Tyler just got here a few weeks ago. He’s out training right now but he’ll be around later. There are already two sleeping bags and blankets down there for you guys… just make yourselves at home. No one’s home right now ‘xcept me and Rob who’s probably passed out in the back or something." I chuckled a little as he pointed us to the steps and I hopped down them into my new home. Okay, so it wasn’t the best or very close. The gray brick was covered in some kinda nasty shit and the floor was cement with some rugs around and there was a piece of shit lamp without a shade in the far corner, which wasn’t too far because the basement was small to begin with. The other kid already had his stuff around; a sleeping bag and some stuff by the lamp and a few boxes. Matt and me inched towards the other corner.

"You just wanna make a big bed?" He asked as I nodded approvingly. We unzipped one and re-zipped it with the other as I sighed at the sight… couldn’t be too bad. I took my luggage bag and opened it and set it aside as Matt did the same and he pulled out the tiny boom box. It couldn’t have been more then a foot and a half long and 8 inches tall, but that was big enough. He plugged it in and we set around other various things until we decided it looked half-decent.

"Good." Matt said as I smiled widely. "I don’t think we’ll need any training today, it’s already 9 o’clock, and I don’t feel like doing much." I agreed with him as we went upstairs to the "living room." Or so it was called. There was a crappy TV with bunny ear antennas, a beat up couch with a blanket and pillow on it, apparently a bed. There were 3 sleeping bags on the floor as we hopped over them and turned the TV on. Tony came back in smiling.

"Just walk around, we share everything." He said, "There are 4 that sleep out here and 4 in the bedroom." THE bedroom. Damn…. There was a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom… the living quarters WERE crammed. Matt flipped through the channels stopping on some old movie as we plopped on the couch and he pulled me into his arms.

"Well, they’re probably out getting wasted… as usual. There’s this cheap bar that they go to every other night after training, they come in here, sometimes fine sometimes drunk as hell." He chuckled rolling his eyes. "Ah well. One thing I should tell you about Tyler is… he’s kinda… uh… well… not sassy, more like prissy so watch out."

"We’ll be fine." Matt assured him as he looked at me.

"She don’t talk?" I giggled.

"I talk… I’m just not feeling chatty." I replied as he smiled.

"Well, whatever, I’m going to go out and roam a bit, they’ll be in soon… probably." He said as he grabbed a jacket and walked out.

"This could be interesting." I said as Matt smiled.

"Yep." He said drawing attention back to the movie.

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Matt’s POV

Laura fell asleep in my arms around 11pm, none of the guys home yet. I just casually watched TV, occasionally reaching down to pet her hair or something. I looked down at her peaceful, sleeping face when the door flew open. I looked up to see a small herd come in snickering.

"Hey…" One slurred, "Check out the newbie."

"I’m no newbie." I said, "I’ve been to the WWF before as a superstar, I just took a break." I said calmly.

"Who’s the chic?" One asked.

"My girlfriend Laura." I said praying she wouldn’t wake up.

"Ah, she just come with ya?"

"No… she’s a pro too." I said as the room roared in laughter.

"Yea… sure pretty boy." I sighed as I stood up, cradling her.

"I’m going to bed, we’re talk when you’re more sober." I said as I started down the stairs soon to find out who Tyler was. I set her in the sleeping bag, the floor was still rough, and I’d have to do something about that for her. She had a thing about uncomfortable beds. I quickly took my shirt and pants off as I crawled in the now giant sleeping bag with her, putting her head on my chest instead of the floor. I pulled my pants over and used them as a pillow forgetting that I had left the light on. A few minutes later, the steps creaked and I looked up to see a guy dressed kinds snazzy in a pair of khakis with a long sleeve navy blue shirt.

"Tyler?" I asked as he nodded and almost fell-drunk. I sighed as he flipped the light off and stumbled into the "bed" he’d made as I sighed and closed my eyes tightly just wanting darkness to over come me.

Pt4

Laura’s POV

A bright sunlight roared through my sealed eyes. And my back hurt. Stupid floor. I looked up at Matt, on whom my head was resting as his chest rose and set again. I sighed as across the room, the man I guess was Tyler, was laid over a sleeping bag with his clothes still on. I clicked my eyes closed again as a creak came down the basement steps.

"Time to get up! 9:30, training!" A voice boomed. I moved a little and tapped Matt as the person went back upstairs. Tyler got up and made a mad dash up the stairs followed by some not so lovely sounds. Ha, I’d like to see him lifting this morning. Matt opened his eye, stretching his arm out a little as he looked at me and smiled.

"Good morning." He said as I sighed.

"My back." I complained as he chucked and reached his arm down and rubbed it a little.

"You’ll survive, I’ll see if I can get a pillow or something for you." I nodded as we got up and I jumped to the absolute coldness of the basement. No heat, no paneling and winter was on its way. Made me glad that I packed sweaters. Matt yanked some swish pants and a T-shirt on as I did the same and grabbed my shoes and wrestling bag as we walked up stairs. Tony was the first to meet us smiling.

"Hey, training… do you know where the place is? A few blocks away, large building. It’s our gym, ring and training center, you live there. Usually about 9:30 to 7:30 including a show every other day. We tale breaks and you’re really not on a schedule." Matt nodded as said we were leaving and we walked out to the bitter cold and drove down the road.

"I guess this is it." Matt said pulling into a building with several cars already parked around. I sighed as we got out and walked up to the front door and pulled it open. The inside was OKAY. Not great, kinda old, but I’d seen worse. We walked down the hallway casually as Matt found a "locker room." We went inside where there was a whole bunch of people talking and changing. I sighed as they all gave me that "you don’t belong her glare." I gulped as Matt took my hand and pulled me towards the back.

"Stay in there girl." He whispered when we were as far away as we could get. I sighed as he opened a locker and started to change quickly. "We got to hurry and be ready in like 3 minutes." I opened my bag and pulled my shirt off with that odd feeling that everyone’s watching you. I pulled on my wrestling outfit under my workout outfit as I slipped the previous clothes back over. Everyone was filing out of the room so we just followed them down a hallway to a room with ancient equipment. I followed Matt over to an area with old benches and dumbbells and stuff as I picked up two 50 pounds and casually warmed up. Matt was going at 75, as I did a few curls and laid down to do military presses. After a few sets, I put them back and waited for Matt to finish. Damn, he was just flying through these. When he stopped I asked him out many he had done, out of curiosity.

"Well I did 100 curls and 120 military presses." My jaw hung out. I barely did 50 curls and 50 presses. "Come on, we’ll go bench." He said as we went over to the bench. He just started to throw weights on, at warm-ups he was on 150 and did like 15 and then he was at 200 pounds and then 225 and then 250! "Spot!" He yelled at his thirtieth on 250 as I grabbed it, but I could barely lift it at all as I put it on the bars gasping.

I started to take weights off for myself and got it down to 125 to start me off and I did some warm-ups and added a few more and did 35 reps with my highest at 190, which was pretty good.

"Excuse me toots, your time is up." This big guy barked at me as I quickly got up and we went on doing some more stuff.

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"Matt…" I whined as we got in the ring.

"Don’t worry, this is just your debut match here. I’m sure you’ll do fine." My opponent was this guy that lived upstairs, Frank. I sighed as I got in the ring and wrapped up. He flipped me over as if I was nothing and started to kick me in and body slam all over the place. I felt myself get angry suddenly as I jumped up and speared him down and started to just take it too him. There were cheers from the crowd as I climbed to the top turnbuckle and went for a moonsault, missing terribly and landing on my stomach knocking all the air out of me.

Meantime he pulled me over and suplexed me into a pin. One, two, I got my shoulder up barely as he grew more determined. I caught my breath and kicked him in the gut getting a DDT in there and going for the pin. One, two, kick out. I stomped my foot and whirled around just to be choke slammed. Stick the fork in me, I was done. One, two, three he won, crowd cheered I was dead. I collected myself and inched my way out to Matt who was in his gear ready to go on patting me on the back. How could I loose?

"You did okay." He said comforting as I rolled my eyes and he went out there. Of course, he had a flawless match and won easily and got cheered for and applauded for. He came through beaming and hugged me as I limply lay in his arms. The crowd loved him, cheered and screamed as he did his gay little signature moves.

"Come on." He said as we went back to the locker room. I kept my mouth closed, biting my lip deeply as I changed.

"What’s wrong?" He said as I shrugged. "Come on, somethn’s the matter." He said as I slipped my top off and felt his hands rubbing my bare back. "Was it your match? Or mine?"

"Nothing is wrong Matthew." I hissed in my teeth as he backed off and I finished changing before grabbing my stuff, taking the keys and slamming the locker and stomping off. Thoughts weren’t going through my head. Just anger and jealousy existed in my pissed off head. I got in the car and started the engine physically and mentally drained as I drove like a demon back to the house flying the car onto the street side and going into the darkness. It was 10 o’clock, everyone was still at the arena. I slammed the front door and stomped down the steps knowing that no one was even here to hear my anger.

"Mr. Matt all around perfect pro athlete better then everyone else." I said out loud as I stumbled in the darkness and took off my clothes leaving me down to my bra and panties as I slid in the sleeping bag; cursing over the hard floor, grabbed my coat for a pillow and went to bed pissed off and with my back still hurting from the match.

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Matt’s POV

I walked through the rain home. YES it was raining, Laura was gone and I had to walk because the guys were mostly jerk-offs. I saw the house nearing with all the cars parked and lights on as I jogged up to catch up. I’d showered at the place knowing that it’d be like hell to shower here with everyone. I pulled open the door to see people watching TV and laughing, stopping when I walked in. They glared at me, God what was their problem? I walked down the steps slowly, nearly falling and killing myself in the dark as I regained my balance and saw Laura sleeping peacefully thanks to the nice moonlight. I kicked my shoe off and my pants and shirt; which were soaking wet. I changed boxers quickly and pulled my soaked hair back and thought about what I should do. I pulled up the blanket to get in with her as her arm snapped down and held it so I couldn’t get in.

"Laura?" I whispered. She grunted as she turned over and huddled in the blanket further, "Honey…you just have to understand that I’m a pro and you haven’t quite gotten there yet-"

"THERE FOR YOU’RE BETTER?!" She said angrily and really loud, "So you made it to the big leagues therefore you are better then I am and everyone else? Is that right Matthew? You deserve more respect or whatever." I felt my mouth gapping open, wordless.

"I never said that! I even came down here to work my way up like everyone else!" I said.

"Yea, you came down here to make sure I knew what the poor little me would do without the big bad Matt. Well I have news for you!" She said grinding her teeth.

"Laura that’s not it at all." I said calmly again as I bent down and tried to run my finger across her face only to have her swat my hand away and push me backwards so I skidded across the cold floor.

"Oh isn’t it though, Matt? Isn’t it though?" She said she shifted around again. I shuddered at the coldness of the basement as I got my jacket and huddled up in the corner as Tyler came downstairs.

"Are you done being a jackass yet? You were asking for that ya know." He said as he chuckled and got in his bag and went to sleep. What did I do?!

Pt5

Laura’s POV

I woke up feeling angry and bitter but very, very sorry. Plus my back hurt. I arched it a little to crack my back as nothing happened. Damn it… Matt was the only one that could do it to me. I sighed as I looked over and saw him shivering in the corner with his jacket and Tyler gone already. I felt really bad all of a sudden.

"Damn it, why do I have those stupid mood swings." I muttered as I got up and went over to his trembling body as I ran a finger down his face as he moved towards the touch of my warm hand.

"Matt I’m sorry… I don’t know what came over me." I said softly sitting by him, freezing my ass off. I reached down to hold his cold body as his eyes opened a little. "Well…" I thought, "One of two things could happen. He’ll accept my apology or be really, really mad." I thought.

"No… It was my fault." He said as I pulled him over to the blanket and put him in it. God, he felt dead.

"Matthew… It wasn’t… well… it kinda was… but it’s my fault too. I just have to accept that you’re better because you’ve already been up to the top stuff and-"

"You two better hurry up so you’re not late!" A voice boomed causing me to jump a mile. We got up and quickly changed throwing all of our clothes on in a hurry as we dashed upstairs, and out to the car.

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"Laura, as your former trainer, could I please show you something?" Matt asked me in the ring as I unenthusiastically nodded yes. "Okay, you’re moonsaults aren’t quite hitting the right spot. Now when you climb the turnbuckle, look back and don’t be afraid of hitting the person, just make sure you land okay." He explained as he got up and flipped onto the mat. "Now you try." He urged as he lay down and I got up and looked back.

"Don’t’ screw up," I told myself, "And he won’t have to correct you." I flipped off and hit him perfectly.

"Good." He said as we got up. I watched him grinning as he took his shirt off and wiped some sweat off of his face before tossing it aside. The perspiration had a small glittery affect to his chest that looked to perfect it could have been carved or from some type of ancient statue. He flipped his hair back sensually and turned back tome.

"Let’s go through a match." He said grinning as I agreed, only wanting to get close to that body. We started with a wrap up and I easily flipped him… to easily.

"Matt! Do not go easy on me! They’re not going to go easy on me so you can’t either." I said not liking the pity bump he had just taken. He sighed and got up. Gees, what, did he think he would hurt me? Come on, I’m not porcelain! We wrapped up again and he threw me down and started to kick me and he pulled me up and DDTed me before I could blink. That’s it… its on now. I jumped up and started to return the right hands and clothes lined him down and missile dropkicked him. He got up and we started off again each holding nothing back. But what happened next, not even I wanted to happen. I was climbing the turnbuckle for the moonsault, determined to get it perfect as I flipped backwards… but something felt wrong… very wrong as I connected him with. A small wheeze escaped him before his eyes closed. First I though he was just jokin around, you know, pullin my chain. But when I looked at him, he was hurt. My ribs had crushed his on impact. I did the only thing I could right there, I panicked.

"Medic! Medic!" I screamed as a few people turned around and paid no attention. "I need a goddamn medic!" I hollered loudly as finally someone left and came back with some guy.

"What happened?" He asked as if it was nothing at all.

"I went for a moonsault… and something wrong happened." I said as he got in the ring and did some shit. I was shaking and trembling and my insides were trying to get out.

"Jim, call 911." He said as some guy got a phone. I crawled back in, a sobbing mess as I gently pulled Matt’s hair out of his face.

"I’ll go wait for the ambulance toots, you stay here, don’t move him." The guy left as I cried wanting to go back in time and make everything alright… somehow, some way… make this never happen. There were a few snickers from the guys that I ignored until Tony came over and hopped in the ring.

"Hey calm down now, he’ll be fine." He said grinning only causing more tears to spill. Damnit did these guys have any emotions at all. A minute later I heard sirens screech over and doors bust open as some medics came busting in with a stretcher. I reluctantly backed off and watched them as they loaded him on and I followed them out the ambulance.

"Can I please go too?" I asked as they guy nodded and I got in the back with the fallen Matt. I reached to touch his face and felt the cold sweat there and I ran my fingers over his closed eyelids as the medics started to do some crap, taking notes and checking him over as we flew down the road quickly as hell.

We pulled into a hospital and people were yelling things quickly and loudly as I followed the attendants through the doors with Matt and started to fly down the hallway yelling things. I tried to keep up, but I couldn’t and the faster I ran the further it seemed they got away until I just dropped down, right there in the hospital, on my knees and started to sob uncontrollably. Sure me and Matt had out differences sometimes… but I really think that we were meant to be and… I might have killed him.

"Honey, shh now he’ll be okay." A voice said as I looked up and saw a nurse who helped me up. "Come on now, be cool, we’ll try our best, but I need you to fill out some forms, I’m assuming you’re close with Mr. Hardy." I nodded and she offered a smile. "Girlfriend?" I nodded again a she led me down a hallway to a waiting room and got me to sit down. "Right now they’re just check’n him out and fix’n him all up, stuff you don’t need to see any who. Now you fill out these forms for em okay?"

"Okay." I said, my voice all scratchy and withered as I looked at the large stack of papers and sighed. Name... Matthew Hardy; DOB… September 23, 1974… I filled out the forms as quickly as I could, having to leave a few things blank because I didn’t now some stuff, but the most of it was done. The nurse asked me if there was anyone who should be called and I said yes and she called Jeff for me and informed me that he was on his way out here. I sat back in the chair, and wiped my sweaty and tear stricken face. I probably looked insanely stupid sitting here in the coldness of Kentucky with a wrestling outfit out but at this point, I didn’t care. I didn’t even notice the others that were in the room until I heard some people talking. The hours passed and I STILL was not permitted in the room where he was as I stared blankly at a wall, no thoughts, no movements, tears still slowly running down my face where the dried drops were already crusting below my eyes.

"Hey there." A solemn voice said from behind me as he put his hand on my shoulder. Jeff. I gulped as he came around and sat beside me. "Laura girl, what’s up?" He asked casually as I let it all spill into a big embarrassing public mess.

"Oh Jeff it’s horrible! We were wresting and he was going easy on me and I said please don’t’ go easy on me and he was like fine so we had a match and he didn’t go easy on me and I went for a moonsault and he had just showed me how to do it properly and I was so intent on winning and hitting the spot that I did something wrong and I landed wrong and I just thought he was kidding but he wasn’t and he was cold and his eyes were closed and his chest was crushed and they had to call an ambulance and-"

"Shh now, that’s ok. Just shh, it was an accident." He said as he rubbed my shoulders a bit. "You must be freezing here." He put his coat around my arms and squeezed my hand. "I’m gonna go up there and talk to that nurse okay?" He said as he got up and my eyes followed him over. He identified himself as Matt’s brother and the nurse asked him some questions and he filled out the questions that I hadn’t known on he form as she took him a little bit away so I couldn’t hear what she was saying. Damn nurse! Jeff came back looking even sadder than before as he sat back down and stared dead ahead, looking like he was on the verge of tears.

"Jeff what is it?" I asked softly as he turned his head and I saw the hurt in his eyes.

"Four ribs were crushed and one punctured his lung. It’s minor, but still major and it stopped his breathing. They are fixing the lung though it will take a while and had to have surgery to set the ribs back to the way they should be. He’s still knocked out and his heart is beating, but he’s up on a respirator for breathing." He said as I saw a few tears fall, which made more of mine fall as he wrapped his arms around me and held me. I held him back because after all, we both needed this.

"Laura… Laura there’s more." He said as I breathed in. I don’t know if I’m ready for this…

Pt6

"What is it Jeff?" I asked calmly, breathing in and out.

"He might… there are odds that, well…" I looked at him as he inhaled deeply, "He might slip into a … a coma." I stopped every motion I had right there and then. "That’s just a maybe they don’t know for sure yet…" I stood up and walked back over to the front desk.

"Can I PLEASE see Matt now?" I asked as the nurse looked around.

"Very well, just be very quiet and careful. Room 117." She said as I got Jeff and took his hand and we walked down the hall. I wanted to see Matt… I had to. I found the room and Jeff gave my hand a good squeeze before I opened it and the sight I saw… was bad. In fact, I gasped and turned and ran dead into Jeff’s chest. He rubbed my back as I tried to gather the sight I had just seen. Matt was lying in a bed with shorts on, his chest all cut up and stitches everywhere, bandaged everywhere, dried blood, tubes running from everywhere and a thing under his nose breathing. I wiped my tears away as I stepped over the mess where they had been working obviously and over to him.

"Matt… I’m so sorry." I said as I knelt down and held his hand that was motionless with some more tubing on it. "It’s all my fault…" I said softly, " how could you ever forgive me for this?" I asked as a few tears fell on his arm. His chest rose and set slightly, barely enough to notice unless you were watching. I reached up to his dry lips that were gaped open a bit end gently laid a kiss on them as I ran out of the room and collapsed on the wall in the hallway bawling while Jeff was still in there. How on earth could I get through this one?

~~Jeff’s POV~~

"Matt?" I asked softly as I walked over, pretending he was just sleeping and he’d wake up any minute now. I touched his hand gently; it was freezing. I let my warm palm sit on it softly as I reached my hand up and pushed his hair away. I let my fingers trail around his ears. I couldn’t loose him, this was not just my brother, it was my best friend for life and my partner, my mentor, my teacher, my peer, my everything. He helped me through so much I had to help him. Like when I broke my collarbone and shoulder, he stayed with me and helped me until I got better.

"Matt, don’t leave us. Just… just pull through. You’ve got a great career, an awesome chick, fans who love you and me… if not for all of them, for me and Laura. You have no clue how upset I am… well, I’m sure you do and it’s a lot. Like when Mamma died I was so heart broken as were you, I can’t, and don’t wanna go through with all that pain again, even more so if I lost you. Who would yell at me and holler and say ‘Jeff that’s too high!’ and then after wards help me heal from whatever stupid thing I had just done out there and who would talk to me when I’m upset and Matt, who would I give sex tips to?" I chuckled as I just spilled out my entire heart and soul right there.

"Like ‘member when we were little and I was scared of the dark and you had a nightlight and you were scared to so you put the light in my room and said that you’d deal with the dark and half the time you ended up crawling in with me and we’d share the light. And when you made the flowery tights and even though I protested I still loved ‘em. And Matt, who would borrow my see through shirts when I’m not wearing them! And who will gimme directions for when I’m lost in the middle of no where and who will tell me which stuff to wash in cold and which to wash in hot water! Matt…. I…. I can’t go on without you." I said as I broke down and started to let the tears fall faster and harder as I kept my hand on his and put my head on the bed by his chest. I heard a noise as I wiped my nose and looked up to see Laura, crying too. Had she heard it all?

~ Laura’s POV ~

I heard it all. Yep, every last word and it just made me cry more. I found myself almost smiling a little as Jeff pulled my tightly and scrunched my already beyond fixable hair and I held him back. The room was silent with the exception of the beeping of the heart monitor.

"Hey now, you guys best be go’n for a little bit." Someone said as a doctor and some guy stood at the door. I sniffled my nose as me and Jeff left for them to clean up or whatever. We walked back out to the waiting room that was now quieter and emptier. There was a "couch" in the back, it just looked like a long waiting room chair, but Jeff pulled my over and sat down as I laid across resting my head on him as he petted my hair and stared dead ahead. I don’t know what I would have said if I could have, no words came to mind at all. Jeff got his coat and laid it over me again, I was cold; still in my attire from the ring. I huddled my knees close to my body as I fell asleep, just wanting to be able to go back in time and make everything all right and everything fine.

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"Sweetie, you two got to get up." I winced at the bright ceiling lights. "Mr. Hardy looks to be coming to and I think you two’ll wanna be in there." Myself as well as Jeff nearly flew out of our seats at this good news as we quickly made down the hallway, a sleepy mess. The room to his door was open and a few people were in there as I pushed pat them with Jeff behind me. I wiped away the dried tears and took Matt’s hand as Jeff put one of his hands on my back. The beeping sped as some guy told Jeff for one of us to say something.

"Matty, Matty it’s me Laura, and Jeff’s right here. Matty come on now." I said as his hand moved a bit and his eyes open. I squealed and had to restrain myself from jumping on him right there. His big ‘ole brown eyes gazed at me as Jeff reached down to hold Matt’s hand in his own. This was an omen, a good omen, everything would be okay yet.

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*5 months later*

"Laura, way to go!" Matt said as swept me in his arms and laid a big ‘ole fat one kiss on my cheek

"Matt I couldn’t have done it without you!" I said back as I wrapped my arms around his neck giggling insanely. Matt was healing quickly and after a few more months would be cleared to come back and wrestle but in the meantime he was training me. We’re back up in the WWF, which was just my dream come true all the way. I’d been jobbing on Heat for a while and finally got my wish and was brought up to my debut on Raw and before I knew it I was a number one contender for the woman’s title and a woman’s champion! All thanks to Matt of course.

"See, I told you you’d do great with or without me!" He said as I cuddled my belt and he cuddled me. And together we made it and together we will triumph, and I had finally made and conquered the big leagues.

~The End

Okay sorry the ending sucked ass, in my point of view but I grew really tired with the story and just wanted to end it swiftly and happily.