A/N- Hey guess what I caved in…
I am such a weak person! Ok well here it is 5 votes and one of my personal favs because
hey if people want to read it why keep it cooped up in my computer.
Ok so it is this one then Rags to wrestling!
Then I am making a new poll, so go vote! Also go look at my new story Music in the Ring!
I am starting to really enjoy writing it!
Ok so sorry for the long blah blah so peace out and love.
Hope you enjoy!
!Hattress!

Dong, Dong, Dong, the heavy tolling of the grandfather clock greeted the eldest Hardy brother, breaking his thoughts away from his current situation at hand. His eyes glanced up at the clock which read 6:30pm. Shit he mentally cursed to himself as he bit his nails shorter then what they were. It was time; he had to tell them, they deserved to finally know the part of his life that he kept secret from everyone. It was time, family dinner started soon, and he knew if he was late his father would give him a good scolding after it was all over and they were alone. Even at the age of 34 he was being scolded by his father about dinner.

Matt held his breath, and closed his eyes to finally calm himself down. Just the thought of her now, here and out in the open with everyone knowing gave him great comfort. When he opened his eyes he felt like a new person, like he was ready for any hit or blow that came from any family member about what he was going to say tonight.

"Where is the damn ring?" he muttered under his breath, searching for the thick, gold, woven band that he had for two months now.

"Hey, Matt?" the youngest Hardy Jeff, spooked his brother when walking into his room. "Dad and Beth are downstairs and both are getting impatient. And you know dad when he is hungry." He joked.

The ECW champ stood in place, frozen as if someone glued his feet to the ground. He was in no mind set to be dealing with his brother, not after what he was going to tell him after tonight.

"Yeah, I'm coming, I just left something here and I need to find it…I'll be down in a bit." He stumbled over words, and wondered if anything he even said was coherent. His mind was filled with fear, his heart was filled with dread and happiness, and his feet were just telling him to run…run to Michigan and never come back. He reached his hand into his faded blue jeans and there it was, stuck in between the folds of his pants. Just a tiny bit longer and I'll wear it once again. He thought into his mind.

"All right bro, I'll see ya down stairs." Jeff whispered closing the door with a heavy clank behind him. Matt was once again alone, with nothing but his thoughts and hopes keeping him company. Was he really ready for this? Yeah he was, he had to be. The secret was burning his skin now. He was so close to his family, they had to know.

Step by step, that's all it took for him to get out of the room. He left the ring behind just incase Beth caught a glimpse and said something. Down the stairs now…he was really making himself go crazy. Why? They would be happy about it or at least he thought.

"Hey look who decided to finally join us." Gilbert Hardy's face creased into a huge smile. His voice always knew how to make Matt's nerves rise up. Jeff glanced at his brother then at Beth to see if she saw what he saw.

"Yeah well, I lost something upstairs…kinda needed to find it." Matt chuckled sitting down in his regular seat on the right side of his father. His eyes glazed over the table and the people sitting; Jeff and Beth were being cute, which didn't make what he was going to say any easier, and his father stared at him with concern written all over his aged face. What was he going to do now?

"Matthew…" his father started, seeing as his son was sweating like a stallion at the dinner table. "Is there anything you want to tell us son, you look as if you are going to pass out."

Matt nervously looked up from the empty white circular ceramic in front of his face. His stomach was turning, making him feel sick. It was as if the guilt was starting to consume him body, staring in the core and working its way out. It was time; he was going to blurt it out. It had to happen at this moment, at this second.

"Yeah…I uh do have somethin' to uh say," the Hardy boy gulped one more, and thought about how much better he would feel after this was over. He grasped the gold band with his thumb and opened his mouth once more. "Everyone…I uh… I am married."