Title: Live the Moment: Dream series.
Summary: Alexandra's dream to be a wrestler doesn't fit with her life. But when she wins a sudden contest to bring the Hardy boyz home with her everything changes. Including all of her scars and skeletons in the closet.
"ow…. Oh god." 17 year old Alexandra Feldman looked in the mirror at the long lines across her back. The blood had since dried and turned her skin a garish shade of orange. She winced when she tried to touch them. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the mirror. Her life wasn't always like this. She didn't used to be tired all the time. She didn't have to go through what she went through every night at 7:00.
It all happened in the 3rd grade. When she was only 9 years old her mother had died. She didn't even remember how and it was never spoken about in her family again. It was as if her mother didn't exist. She'd tried to ask her father about it but he just gruffed on about her being a mistake. Her true pain started the night after that when her father came home and she greeted him at the door. He began to take off his belt upon sight of her and she ran into her bedroom and locked the door. She'd long since removed the key to her room from his possession. She stayed there until his pounding on the door stopped. Her tears from then on never stopped. He told her she'd never amount to anything. She was nothing but poor white trash living in a poor town. Clayton. NC wasn't poor from what she saw. It was under developed. She had dreams as big as the ocean. She hid them well after voicing them and receiving a back hand to the face. She wanted to sing and write more than anything. She hid it under her other dreams that seemed a reality.
She wasn't small and petite like the other girls. She was tall and full bodied. She had hips that you could actually see and she had the breasts to match. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue they almost seemed violet. Her hair was lengthy and dark brown. She smiled upon her fortunes. She didn't wear what other girls wore. She didn't even own a single bra. Her father did the shopping and she wasn't allowed to go anywhere except for school. She had little to no friends. Her best friend encouraged her follow her dreams. She gave up singing when she was 12. She sang at church with out her father knowing. The beating he gave her when he found out made her slip her hope into a shoe box and hide it under her bed. She began to weight lift just to get rid of her frustrations. She was growing increasingly strong but not strong enough to fight back against the home which she had come from.
Her obsession with Wrestling began when she was 13. She'd been flipping through channels after laying on her stomach to let her bruises heal. All of a sudden she saw the Hardy boyz come out for a match. She'd sat up with intrest. Jeff had just done his signature move. This provoked her to think about the possibilities of her doing the exact same thing. Secretly afterwards she'd gone to one of her friends house and he taught her some of the moves. His ambition to be a wrestler had driven his parents to build a ring in the back yard so he wouldn't do it in the house. She took bumps and perfected Jeff's move. Her only girlfriend and her best friend Liz had become aware of her liking to the sport. This brought her to the present time. There was a contest going around in North Carolina about the Hardyz. They had to write an essay about why they loved wrestling and send it in to Vince McMahon. If they won they'd be able to show the Hardyz around their town and have them over for dinner. Liz had been really excited about it.
Alexandra didn't see the point in doing it. She couldn't! WOULDN'T bring them home to her house. The whole town knew what went on at 7:00. The neighbors could hear her scream out in pain every time. The news traveled fast but no one would do anything to stop it. It just wasn't done. You didn't step into another persons pile of crap when you had your own. Liz didn't listen and secretly stole an essay Alexandra had written in the previous year. She'd sent it in with out her knowing. Alexandra had brushed it off like she did everything. It wasn't like she'd cared right. Or did she. She suddenly became aware of the grumbling from the other side of the small house. She jumped up and rushed to her room. She had to get ready and leave before her father got his druthers or his belt up.
"HEY Alex!" Alexandra turned around in the hallway. She only had two friends and she didn't recognize the voice. "Congratulations!"
"huh!?" Alexandra said but the person had already turned and walked away. She reached her locker and looked around at the people smiling and staring at her. She was usually regarded as a low class bottom feeding piece of trash but today seemed different. She looked over and saw Liz and her other friend Shaun walking over to her. Liz had a huge grin on her face.
"Ok what the hell is going on here?" Shaun clapped her on the back and she winced yet again from the pain. "Why did I suddenly be pulled up to having a middle way social status??"
"ummm you won't believe this.." Shaun laughed. Alexandra felt a sinking feeling form in her stomach. Liz and Shaun..HELL the whole school were up to something and it had to be a big deal because…..was that pinesol she smelt. The halls were never EVER this clean. Turning back to her locker she grabbed her Earth Science book but to no use it slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor. "Good at least something isn't right in this unusually good day."
She bent down to pick it up when someone did it for her. She followed the trail up to an arm. She followed it yet again to a bicep and up the shoulder. Gasping she shook her head when she met the most beautiful shade of brown eyes. Her heart was pound hard in her chest. It couldn't be. She blinked once twice three times. He handed her the book and she slipped it in to her book back her jaw had dropped. Liz pushed it back up.
"Alexandra don't hold your mouth open like that when your hero's are here." She giggled when Alexandra started stuttering.
"I …I'm ummmmmm…but you are….I can't believe… You you're…" She took a deep breath to calm her self. A million thoughts ran through her head and she looked at the two people who kept her going throughout the day. Matt and Jeff Hardy exchanged looked and smiled at the startled girl.
"I'm Matt and this is Jeff.. and you're our.." Matt started and liz finished for him.
"TOUR GUIDE!" Liz jumped up and down. "Isn't it GREAT!!!!"
"SO where do we go first. You've been relieved for today." Jeff bounced on the balls of his feet. He was wearing a hurricanes sweat shirt and baggy jeans. Matt on the other hand had on a Hardyz shirt and shorts with a wwf baseball cap on. She looked from them to Liz piecing the whole thing together.
"Sure..but first me and Liz need to……talk." Alexandra gripped her friends shoulder and led her to the bathroom. Once in there Alexandra had a near panic attack. "LIZ ARE YOU NUTZ!!"
"Well no… but you did win and they are here!!!!" Alexandra gawked at her. "Are you forgetting who exactly I AM?"
"You're Alexandra Feldman Future wwf women's champion." Liz held her gaze for a few seconds. "Just Live this day… you don't know what it could bring you.. Live this Moment."
"But…." Alexandra started. Looking down at her tight sweat pants and her gray t-shirt. "I look like shit!"
"here!" Liz took off her shirt and swapped with her friend. It was also gray but it had a wwf Logo on it. Liz had made it a week ago in art class. She smiled at her friend who pulled her hair up into a bun on the top of her head.
"I'm GOING OUT FOR A DAY WITH THE HARDYZ!!!!!!!!!!!" Alexandra grinned and Liz walked out side the bathroom. "I just can't bring them home for dinner or home at all."
WELL WHATCHA THINK?????? LOL I just keep coming out with stories left and right! I can't help it once I get an idea it stays with me until I write it. HEHEHE! Look for panic, breathe, and the final chapter of in the end this week. Also look for the next chapter of I'm real.
Summary: Alexandra's dream to be a wrestler doesn't fit with her life. But when she wins a sudden contest to bring the Hardy boyz home with her everything changes. Including all of her scars and skeletons in the closet.
"ow…. Oh god." 17 year old Alexandra Feldman looked in the mirror at the long lines across her back. The blood had since dried and turned her skin a garish shade of orange. She winced when she tried to touch them. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the mirror. Her life wasn't always like this. She didn't used to be tired all the time. She didn't have to go through what she went through every night at 7:00.
It all happened in the 3rd grade. When she was only 9 years old her mother had died. She didn't even remember how and it was never spoken about in her family again. It was as if her mother didn't exist. She'd tried to ask her father about it but he just gruffed on about her being a mistake. Her true pain started the night after that when her father came home and she greeted him at the door. He began to take off his belt upon sight of her and she ran into her bedroom and locked the door. She'd long since removed the key to her room from his possession. She stayed there until his pounding on the door stopped. Her tears from then on never stopped. He told her she'd never amount to anything. She was nothing but poor white trash living in a poor town. Clayton. NC wasn't poor from what she saw. It was under developed. She had dreams as big as the ocean. She hid them well after voicing them and receiving a back hand to the face. She wanted to sing and write more than anything. She hid it under her other dreams that seemed a reality.
She wasn't small and petite like the other girls. She was tall and full bodied. She had hips that you could actually see and she had the breasts to match. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue they almost seemed violet. Her hair was lengthy and dark brown. She smiled upon her fortunes. She didn't wear what other girls wore. She didn't even own a single bra. Her father did the shopping and she wasn't allowed to go anywhere except for school. She had little to no friends. Her best friend encouraged her follow her dreams. She gave up singing when she was 12. She sang at church with out her father knowing. The beating he gave her when he found out made her slip her hope into a shoe box and hide it under her bed. She began to weight lift just to get rid of her frustrations. She was growing increasingly strong but not strong enough to fight back against the home which she had come from.
Her obsession with Wrestling began when she was 13. She'd been flipping through channels after laying on her stomach to let her bruises heal. All of a sudden she saw the Hardy boyz come out for a match. She'd sat up with intrest. Jeff had just done his signature move. This provoked her to think about the possibilities of her doing the exact same thing. Secretly afterwards she'd gone to one of her friends house and he taught her some of the moves. His ambition to be a wrestler had driven his parents to build a ring in the back yard so he wouldn't do it in the house. She took bumps and perfected Jeff's move. Her only girlfriend and her best friend Liz had become aware of her liking to the sport. This brought her to the present time. There was a contest going around in North Carolina about the Hardyz. They had to write an essay about why they loved wrestling and send it in to Vince McMahon. If they won they'd be able to show the Hardyz around their town and have them over for dinner. Liz had been really excited about it.
Alexandra didn't see the point in doing it. She couldn't! WOULDN'T bring them home to her house. The whole town knew what went on at 7:00. The neighbors could hear her scream out in pain every time. The news traveled fast but no one would do anything to stop it. It just wasn't done. You didn't step into another persons pile of crap when you had your own. Liz didn't listen and secretly stole an essay Alexandra had written in the previous year. She'd sent it in with out her knowing. Alexandra had brushed it off like she did everything. It wasn't like she'd cared right. Or did she. She suddenly became aware of the grumbling from the other side of the small house. She jumped up and rushed to her room. She had to get ready and leave before her father got his druthers or his belt up.
"HEY Alex!" Alexandra turned around in the hallway. She only had two friends and she didn't recognize the voice. "Congratulations!"
"huh!?" Alexandra said but the person had already turned and walked away. She reached her locker and looked around at the people smiling and staring at her. She was usually regarded as a low class bottom feeding piece of trash but today seemed different. She looked over and saw Liz and her other friend Shaun walking over to her. Liz had a huge grin on her face.
"Ok what the hell is going on here?" Shaun clapped her on the back and she winced yet again from the pain. "Why did I suddenly be pulled up to having a middle way social status??"
"ummm you won't believe this.." Shaun laughed. Alexandra felt a sinking feeling form in her stomach. Liz and Shaun..HELL the whole school were up to something and it had to be a big deal because…..was that pinesol she smelt. The halls were never EVER this clean. Turning back to her locker she grabbed her Earth Science book but to no use it slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor. "Good at least something isn't right in this unusually good day."
She bent down to pick it up when someone did it for her. She followed the trail up to an arm. She followed it yet again to a bicep and up the shoulder. Gasping she shook her head when she met the most beautiful shade of brown eyes. Her heart was pound hard in her chest. It couldn't be. She blinked once twice three times. He handed her the book and she slipped it in to her book back her jaw had dropped. Liz pushed it back up.
"Alexandra don't hold your mouth open like that when your hero's are here." She giggled when Alexandra started stuttering.
"I …I'm ummmmmm…but you are….I can't believe… You you're…" She took a deep breath to calm her self. A million thoughts ran through her head and she looked at the two people who kept her going throughout the day. Matt and Jeff Hardy exchanged looked and smiled at the startled girl.
"I'm Matt and this is Jeff.. and you're our.." Matt started and liz finished for him.
"TOUR GUIDE!" Liz jumped up and down. "Isn't it GREAT!!!!"
"SO where do we go first. You've been relieved for today." Jeff bounced on the balls of his feet. He was wearing a hurricanes sweat shirt and baggy jeans. Matt on the other hand had on a Hardyz shirt and shorts with a wwf baseball cap on. She looked from them to Liz piecing the whole thing together.
"Sure..but first me and Liz need to……talk." Alexandra gripped her friends shoulder and led her to the bathroom. Once in there Alexandra had a near panic attack. "LIZ ARE YOU NUTZ!!"
"Well no… but you did win and they are here!!!!" Alexandra gawked at her. "Are you forgetting who exactly I AM?"
"You're Alexandra Feldman Future wwf women's champion." Liz held her gaze for a few seconds. "Just Live this day… you don't know what it could bring you.. Live this Moment."
"But…." Alexandra started. Looking down at her tight sweat pants and her gray t-shirt. "I look like shit!"
"here!" Liz took off her shirt and swapped with her friend. It was also gray but it had a wwf Logo on it. Liz had made it a week ago in art class. She smiled at her friend who pulled her hair up into a bun on the top of her head.
"I'm GOING OUT FOR A DAY WITH THE HARDYZ!!!!!!!!!!!" Alexandra grinned and Liz walked out side the bathroom. "I just can't bring them home for dinner or home at all."
WELL WHATCHA THINK?????? LOL I just keep coming out with stories left and right! I can't help it once I get an idea it stays with me until I write it. HEHEHE! Look for panic, breathe, and the final chapter of in the end this week. Also look for the next chapter of I'm real.