Disclaimer: Ok here's the deal. I own a bunch of CD's, DVD's, a few
wrestling shirts, Jeff Hardy's autograph (not Jeff Hardy himself...just his
autograph), my pets, and all the other worthless shit in my room. All WWE
characters are property of Vince McMahon and the WWE, the real people own
themselves (unless they sold their souls to Vince), I only own the
characters I made up. Now that that's all cleared up...on with the fic!=)
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*~January 2000~*
"Brianna, please don't do this." Lisa Dumas begged her daughter as she threw her clothes into a suitcase.
"I'm leaving Mom. I'm so sick of you and Amy and everyone else hating on Zander. You and Amy even got Matt and Jeff to hate him." Brianna said zipping her suitcase.
"Please Brianna, don't do this, he's only going to hurt you...in more ways then one." Lisa continued to beg as her daughter walked out into the living room.
"I love him Mom and I'm going to be with him. I'm leaving and you can't stop me." She said walking out the front door.
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*~April 2003~*
"Zander, please not now...I'm so tired." Brianna said as her boyfriend of four years slowly unzipped the zipper of her jean mini skirt. She had just gotten back from work and had been up since three o'clock that morning.
"Come on baby, you know you want me." He said gently pushing her onto the bed.
"Not now, maybe later." She said putting her hands on his chest to push him away. Zander's eyes went cold as he pinned her to the bed.
"I tried being nice, but you never learn do you." He said grabbing the front of her shirt and ripping it off.
"Zander, please don't-" Brianna begged as she began struggling, only to earn a hard slap for her effort.
"Shut up, bitch!" He yelled pulling her skirt and thong off.
"Please..." She trailed off as she watched him unbutton his jeans and pull them off, followed by his boxers.
"I said shut the fuck up you stupid bitch!" He yelled slapping her again, this time even harder. Brianna yelped as tears sprang to her eyes.
"Zander stop...please stop." She begged and Zander shook his head angrily.
"How many fuckin' times do I have tell you to shut the fuck up?" He asked balling his fist up and punching her square in the eye. Brianna bit her lip to stifle a scream as the tears she had been holding back began to stream down her face. "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Which will it be?" He asked and she kept silent. It wouldn't hurt as much if she just let him have his way.
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*~Two Thirty that Morning~*
"I can't believe you dragged me out this late so you could get freaking glow in the dark paint." Amy Dumas said to her good friend, Jeff Hardy, with a yawn.
"Hey, nobody forced you to come." Jeff said as they walked into a Wal-Mart. Amy rolled her eyes.
"Listen, my cousin's birthday is tomorrow and I'm going to get her a card while we're here." She said as she headed in the opposite direction that Jeff was going. The store was very quiet as Jeff walked towards the back of the store looking for the isle where he could find what he needed. He was walking past the medicine isle when something or someone caught his eye. He watched as a young woman about 5'5", looked through heat packs. There was something about her that was familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. She was wearing a Tommy Hilfiger sweatshirt, tight flare jeans, and Nike Air sneakers. Her long, light brown hair was down and hid her face. He knew he knew her from somewhere, why couldn't he think of who she was? The woman dropped one of the heat packs she was looking at and slowly bent down to pick it up as she stood back up and tucked her hair behind her ears giving him a good look at her face. It took him a second but then he finally figured out who this woman was. His eyes widened in disbelief.
"Brianna, what the hell happened to you?" He asked walking to her and gently taking her face in his hands. He examined the black eye and huge bruise she had going down the left side of her face. She pulled her face out of his hands and lowered her head.
"Nothing, I'm fine." She said softly.
"Yea, right." Jeff said putting his finger under her chin and pulling her face up so she was looking at him. "Tell me what happened." He said softly.
"Get your fucking hands off my girlfriend Hardy Boy." Brianna heard Zander say from behind her and she quickly turned around. Jeff immediately recognized Zander.
"You did this to her, didn't you piece of shit." Jeff said angrily. Zander gave Jeff a smirk.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He said grabbing hold of Brianna's arm. "Come on baby, we've gotta get going." He roughly pulled her with him as he attempted to pass Jeff. Brianna yelped in pain. Jeff ripped Zander's hand off of Brianna and pushed her behind him.
"You're not taking her anywhere."
"Well you can't decide that for her can you?"
"Fine, Brianna, do you want to go with this ass hole?" He asked not taking his eyes off of Zander. Brianna stayed silent. "I'll take that as a no. Now get the fuck out of here Zander before I call the police on your ass...or even worse, get out of here before I kick your ass into oblivion."
"Alright, alright, I'm going, but this isn't the last you've heard of me." He said reluctantly leaving. Once he was out of eyesight, Jeff turned to Brianna.
"Are you ok?" He asked gently putting his hands on her shoulders and she nodded.
"There you are Jeff; I've been looking all over for you!" Amy exclaimed as she walked down the isle, not noticing Brianna at first. "Who's your friend?" She asked with a smirk. Brianna looked up at Amy and Amy's jaw dropped. "Oh my God!" Amy said running up to her sister. "Brianna, is that you?" She asked looking at her intently. "What the hell happened?"
"Zander." Jeff answered for Brianna.
"Where is he? I'll kill that ass myself!"
"No, don't Amy. I'm fine." Brianna said softly.
"You're not fine! Look at what he did to you!" Amy said and Brianna looked down. "Please, let us take you to the hospital."
"No, I can't, they'll call the police."
"Good, that jackass deserves to get arrested." Amy stated as Brianna shook her head. Amy sighed. "Then at least let us take you back to the hotel and ice up your face and stuff."
"Fine." Brianna agreed somewhat reluctantly.
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"Here's some ice Brianna." Jeff said handing a towel of ice to Brianna.
"Thanks Jeff." She said putting it on her face.
"Brianna...what happened?" Amy asked sitting next to Brianna on the bed.
"He...umm...I...he wanted me to have sex with him so he..." She said looking down.
"He hit you because you wouldn't have sex with him?" Amy asked in disbelief.
"Umm...yea, he hit me." Brianna said. She wasn't lying...she just wasn't telling them everything.
"That son of a bitch I'm gonna fucking kill him!" Jeff yelled grabbing his jacket before heading towards the hotel door.
"NO!" Brianna yelled standing up causing Jeff to turn around. "Please don't." Jeff sighed.
"Fine, but if I ever see him again I can't be held responsible for my actions."
"Bri, we should take you to the hospital to get you checked up on you-" Amy started.
"No, I'm not going to the hospital." Brianna said taking the ice off of her eye. "And I should really get going."
"You're not going back to him."
"I have to I have nowhere else to go."
"Stay with us then."
"I have to go back to him eventually and if I go back now it...well it won't hurt as much." Brianna said playing with the sleeve of her sweatshirt.
"You're going back to him over my dead body." Jeff said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Jeff's right. We're not letting you go back to him. He hurt you...he hit you and we can't let you go back. Why would you even want to go back to him?" Amy asked as she stood up.
"Because...I'm scared all right. I'm scared to fucking death of him." Brianna admitted. "I already tried getting away from Zander once. That's how I got this." She said turning around and pulling her sweatshirt over her head. On her back going from the top of her right shoulder blade to the bottom of her left one was a thin, faded scar. "That's from his belt buckle."
"Oh God...he really did that to you?" Amy asked running a hand over it.
"Yea he did and if I don't get back soon he'll probably do a lot worse to me this time." She said pulling her sweatshirt back over her head.
"Listen, I promise I won't let anything happen to you. You can stay with me and travel with me to keep him off track if you're worried about him finding you." Jeff said softly. "But we are not going to let you go back to him after what he did."
"I like Jeff's idea. He can look out for you and plus, traveling with the WWE there's so many people around, whether it's writers or ring technicians or stage hands or wrestlers themselves, you're never alone." Amy said. "Please let us help you." Brianna stayed silent for a minute.
"Ok, fine."
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A/N: Sooooooooo............what do you think about the first chapter of this fic? Should I continue? The concept for this kinda just popped into my head. Please review and tell me what ya think! I'll luv ya if ya do!
Lotz ~O~ Luv,
*~*Aimie*~*
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*~January 2000~*
"Brianna, please don't do this." Lisa Dumas begged her daughter as she threw her clothes into a suitcase.
"I'm leaving Mom. I'm so sick of you and Amy and everyone else hating on Zander. You and Amy even got Matt and Jeff to hate him." Brianna said zipping her suitcase.
"Please Brianna, don't do this, he's only going to hurt you...in more ways then one." Lisa continued to beg as her daughter walked out into the living room.
"I love him Mom and I'm going to be with him. I'm leaving and you can't stop me." She said walking out the front door.
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*~April 2003~*
"Zander, please not now...I'm so tired." Brianna said as her boyfriend of four years slowly unzipped the zipper of her jean mini skirt. She had just gotten back from work and had been up since three o'clock that morning.
"Come on baby, you know you want me." He said gently pushing her onto the bed.
"Not now, maybe later." She said putting her hands on his chest to push him away. Zander's eyes went cold as he pinned her to the bed.
"I tried being nice, but you never learn do you." He said grabbing the front of her shirt and ripping it off.
"Zander, please don't-" Brianna begged as she began struggling, only to earn a hard slap for her effort.
"Shut up, bitch!" He yelled pulling her skirt and thong off.
"Please..." She trailed off as she watched him unbutton his jeans and pull them off, followed by his boxers.
"I said shut the fuck up you stupid bitch!" He yelled slapping her again, this time even harder. Brianna yelped as tears sprang to her eyes.
"Zander stop...please stop." She begged and Zander shook his head angrily.
"How many fuckin' times do I have tell you to shut the fuck up?" He asked balling his fist up and punching her square in the eye. Brianna bit her lip to stifle a scream as the tears she had been holding back began to stream down her face. "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Which will it be?" He asked and she kept silent. It wouldn't hurt as much if she just let him have his way.
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*~Two Thirty that Morning~*
"I can't believe you dragged me out this late so you could get freaking glow in the dark paint." Amy Dumas said to her good friend, Jeff Hardy, with a yawn.
"Hey, nobody forced you to come." Jeff said as they walked into a Wal-Mart. Amy rolled her eyes.
"Listen, my cousin's birthday is tomorrow and I'm going to get her a card while we're here." She said as she headed in the opposite direction that Jeff was going. The store was very quiet as Jeff walked towards the back of the store looking for the isle where he could find what he needed. He was walking past the medicine isle when something or someone caught his eye. He watched as a young woman about 5'5", looked through heat packs. There was something about her that was familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. She was wearing a Tommy Hilfiger sweatshirt, tight flare jeans, and Nike Air sneakers. Her long, light brown hair was down and hid her face. He knew he knew her from somewhere, why couldn't he think of who she was? The woman dropped one of the heat packs she was looking at and slowly bent down to pick it up as she stood back up and tucked her hair behind her ears giving him a good look at her face. It took him a second but then he finally figured out who this woman was. His eyes widened in disbelief.
"Brianna, what the hell happened to you?" He asked walking to her and gently taking her face in his hands. He examined the black eye and huge bruise she had going down the left side of her face. She pulled her face out of his hands and lowered her head.
"Nothing, I'm fine." She said softly.
"Yea, right." Jeff said putting his finger under her chin and pulling her face up so she was looking at him. "Tell me what happened." He said softly.
"Get your fucking hands off my girlfriend Hardy Boy." Brianna heard Zander say from behind her and she quickly turned around. Jeff immediately recognized Zander.
"You did this to her, didn't you piece of shit." Jeff said angrily. Zander gave Jeff a smirk.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He said grabbing hold of Brianna's arm. "Come on baby, we've gotta get going." He roughly pulled her with him as he attempted to pass Jeff. Brianna yelped in pain. Jeff ripped Zander's hand off of Brianna and pushed her behind him.
"You're not taking her anywhere."
"Well you can't decide that for her can you?"
"Fine, Brianna, do you want to go with this ass hole?" He asked not taking his eyes off of Zander. Brianna stayed silent. "I'll take that as a no. Now get the fuck out of here Zander before I call the police on your ass...or even worse, get out of here before I kick your ass into oblivion."
"Alright, alright, I'm going, but this isn't the last you've heard of me." He said reluctantly leaving. Once he was out of eyesight, Jeff turned to Brianna.
"Are you ok?" He asked gently putting his hands on her shoulders and she nodded.
"There you are Jeff; I've been looking all over for you!" Amy exclaimed as she walked down the isle, not noticing Brianna at first. "Who's your friend?" She asked with a smirk. Brianna looked up at Amy and Amy's jaw dropped. "Oh my God!" Amy said running up to her sister. "Brianna, is that you?" She asked looking at her intently. "What the hell happened?"
"Zander." Jeff answered for Brianna.
"Where is he? I'll kill that ass myself!"
"No, don't Amy. I'm fine." Brianna said softly.
"You're not fine! Look at what he did to you!" Amy said and Brianna looked down. "Please, let us take you to the hospital."
"No, I can't, they'll call the police."
"Good, that jackass deserves to get arrested." Amy stated as Brianna shook her head. Amy sighed. "Then at least let us take you back to the hotel and ice up your face and stuff."
"Fine." Brianna agreed somewhat reluctantly.
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"Here's some ice Brianna." Jeff said handing a towel of ice to Brianna.
"Thanks Jeff." She said putting it on her face.
"Brianna...what happened?" Amy asked sitting next to Brianna on the bed.
"He...umm...I...he wanted me to have sex with him so he..." She said looking down.
"He hit you because you wouldn't have sex with him?" Amy asked in disbelief.
"Umm...yea, he hit me." Brianna said. She wasn't lying...she just wasn't telling them everything.
"That son of a bitch I'm gonna fucking kill him!" Jeff yelled grabbing his jacket before heading towards the hotel door.
"NO!" Brianna yelled standing up causing Jeff to turn around. "Please don't." Jeff sighed.
"Fine, but if I ever see him again I can't be held responsible for my actions."
"Bri, we should take you to the hospital to get you checked up on you-" Amy started.
"No, I'm not going to the hospital." Brianna said taking the ice off of her eye. "And I should really get going."
"You're not going back to him."
"I have to I have nowhere else to go."
"Stay with us then."
"I have to go back to him eventually and if I go back now it...well it won't hurt as much." Brianna said playing with the sleeve of her sweatshirt.
"You're going back to him over my dead body." Jeff said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Jeff's right. We're not letting you go back to him. He hurt you...he hit you and we can't let you go back. Why would you even want to go back to him?" Amy asked as she stood up.
"Because...I'm scared all right. I'm scared to fucking death of him." Brianna admitted. "I already tried getting away from Zander once. That's how I got this." She said turning around and pulling her sweatshirt over her head. On her back going from the top of her right shoulder blade to the bottom of her left one was a thin, faded scar. "That's from his belt buckle."
"Oh God...he really did that to you?" Amy asked running a hand over it.
"Yea he did and if I don't get back soon he'll probably do a lot worse to me this time." She said pulling her sweatshirt back over her head.
"Listen, I promise I won't let anything happen to you. You can stay with me and travel with me to keep him off track if you're worried about him finding you." Jeff said softly. "But we are not going to let you go back to him after what he did."
"I like Jeff's idea. He can look out for you and plus, traveling with the WWE there's so many people around, whether it's writers or ring technicians or stage hands or wrestlers themselves, you're never alone." Amy said. "Please let us help you." Brianna stayed silent for a minute.
"Ok, fine."
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A/N: Sooooooooo............what do you think about the first chapter of this fic? Should I continue? The concept for this kinda just popped into my head. Please review and tell me what ya think! I'll luv ya if ya do!
Lotz ~O~ Luv,
*~*Aimie*~*