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Song-Tonight I Wanna Cry
Artist-Keith Urban
Lyrics courtesy of
Alone in this house again tonight.I got the t.v. on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine...
Matt Hardy sat alone on his couch. Leg propped up, television on, silent tears running down his cheeks.
How could Amy do this to me? He wondered to himself. Ok, he admitted it. He should have calmed down. Should've handled it differently.
Yeah, Should've. But you didn't. He took another swig of his wine.
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me, The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you, walkin' away...
The pictures of him and Amy covered the pale purple walls. He just didn't have the heart to take them down. He couldn't believe it was over.
6 years... 6 years... After 6 years of love, this is what it has come to? Another gulp of wine slid down his throat.
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelin's show
And i thought that strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough, to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride
Let it fall like rain from my eyes,
Tonight I Wanna Cry
He had never been the kind to show his emotions, let alone cry, but tonight was different. The love of his life, Amy Dumas, had cheated on him with his best friend, Adam Copeland. Another swig. To hell with Amy. To hell with Adam. To hell with me. Another swig. The phone had rung off the hook all day. He locked the door. He disconnected his phone. He wanted a hangover. Maybe it would get rid of the pain. What's it worth, Matt? Why live? Just end it. No! Matt what are you thinking? Maybe Amy wasn't the right one... Don't just give up. You will not die...
For the first time since he was 12, after his mother died, Matt Hardy sat on the couch and cried.
Would it help if I turned a sad song on?
"All by Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you, hidin' this way
Matt pull it together. You can do this. You will not die. Another swig. No, Matt. Another swig. Matt looked at the bottle in his hands. " I can overcome..." he whispered. He hobbled over to his front door and looked out at the starry April sky. He then took the bottle and chucked it into the woods across the road. He connected his phone and called Jeff.
"Hello?" a rough,tired voice answered.
"Jeff, I will overcome. I will not die." Matt said.
"Matt, is that you? Oh, man, I was worried about you! You ok?" Jeff asked.
"Yeah, I'm getting better. This might take a while though..." Matt replied.
"I know man, I know." Jeff whispered.
" Who's that?" Matt barely heard the small,tired voice.
"It's Matt, honey, Go back to sleep. Ok Beth?" Jeff whispered.
"No, I wanna give him a piece of my mind..." Beth started.
" Ok, Matt, pull the phone off your ear a few inches.." Jeff said before the phone was taken from him.
" MATTHEW MOORE HARDY! We were worried sick about you! Why didn't you answer your phone? God, you can be so stubborn sometimes. I mean, I know you needed your space, but you could've talked to us. We're your family, and we love you." Beth said.
" I know Beth. I'm sorry. I was just trying to drink away the pain. I'll come over tomorrow. I'll let you guys sleep." Matt told her.
"Ok, Love you Matty. Get better. Here ya go Jeff. Hey man, It's Jeff. Love ya bro. See ya tomorrow."
"See ya and love you guys." Matt said.
Click went the phone and then Matt headed down the hall to his room. I will not die... I will not die...
I WILL NOT DIE!
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