Diclaimer: I do not own. Jeff and Matt Hardy are property of the WWE along with Adam "Edge" Copeland, Rob Van Dam, Torrie, Victoria, and Ashley. Trish and Andrew "Test" Martin are property to themselves. Jay "Cristian Cage" Reso is property to himselve and TNA. The lyrics used are from "Famous Last Words" and belong to My Chemical Romance and are used without permission. I do however own this story. It is completely fiction. This is only for fun.
A/N: This is a one-shot that will have a sequel. It's kinda grafic but not really. It's also depressing.
Matt Hardy sat in his room listening to his baby brother blast 'Famous Last Words' from the shower. He listened to his brother's voice mingle with Gerard's as he belted out the last few lines, "'Cause I see you lying next to me, with words I thought I'd never speak, awake and unafraid, asleep or dead. I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone. Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven, nothing you can say can stop me going home." As his own thoughts grew stronger, the music and his brother's voice faded. Unlike his brother, Matt wasn't that strong. Despite what everyone seems to believe about him, he's weak and emotionally unstable. Matt sighed and looked down at the silver slice of metal in his right hand. Life for him lately had been completely screwed up. It started with Adam and Amy, sure he said he was over it but it was a lie. Than there was Rob, Jay, Andrew, Torrie, Victoria, and Ashley, all of which at some point had been his lovers just like Adam and Amy. He only hurt Ashley and Victoria because he was rebounding at the time other than that the rest had hurt him. Despite everything and his own heartache he made a promise never to hurt his baby brother, always putting his brother before himself. He than turns around and hurts Jeff. He didn't mean too, he was so desperate he forgot Jeff was dating Trish. Matt was depressed and lonely, and Trish was drunk. She came into his hotel room that he shared with Jeff that night put moves on him. Matt being desperate gave into her. Jeff walked in on them in the middle of things. Trish covered herself with a blanket and Matt grabbed his boxers and put them on quickly. Jeff finally registered what he had just seen and attacked Matt, kicking, punching, yelling cusses, and crying. Matt sat there and took it knowing that's what he deserved. Matt was the one person Jeff thought he could trust.
Matt sighed as he came back to the present feeling as if he had just done the ultimate wrong and this was the only way to pay for it. He took the small piece of silver that was in his hand, examined it, and drug the razor blade edge across his left wrist making the cut deep. Than made another one on his right wrist not as deep but deep.
Jeff walked out of the bathroom fully clothed and hair still damp listening for any signs of his brother in the unusually quite large hotel room. "Matt?" He listened for his brother but got nothing. "Matty?" he called walking into the bedroom. He tripped over something and noticed that something was his brother's body drawing in ragged breaths. He then noticed how cold and wet the floor was and looked at his hands and feet noticing the blood. "MATTY!" He got to his knees next to his big brother cradling Matt's head in his lap. "Jeffy, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Bowing his head he tried and failed to hold back his sobs as he held his dieing brother. So deep in his own sorrow he never heard his friends or his father come into the room. Just to add to it all he now had to explain to them that Matthew Moore Hardy had just committed suicide.
The End
There will be a sequel to follow this one. I know it's depressing but I had to write it.