This is my first Wrestling type story. I couldn't sleep last night becuz of it. Therefore, if I screw up anything, it's TOTALLY my fault. If there's anything wrong, PLEASE correct me. I need that becuz I'm new at wrestling.
The Chemicals between Us
Disclaimer: I own nada but the idea of how the story is.
Summary: Jeff and Amy (Lita) have a child together. How the hell did that happen??
Notes: In my strange little head, this is years after everything. Don't sue don't sue… no dinero…
Jeff/Amy
Part 1
*Year 2009:
At some Hotel*
The little girl slept soundly as her Uncle watched her with love. She had her mother's energy, and features. Then he thought about how she had her father's unique style and eyes. Then he really looked at the girl. How he pitied his niece ruining her beautiful blonde hair for multi-color hair like her father. He couldn't believe Amy let Jeff do that to their little girl. He shook his head and sighed. "Poor Tricky," he whispered.
Tricky was the girl's nickname. Everyone in the WWE business called her that. He had thought it resembled her perfectly. Being Jeff Hardy's baby girl had its perquisites. She was never alone and she liked the attention——craved it was more like it. "Just like him," he thought.
The girl sifted a yawn and her Uncle turned his head to her. "Did the TV wake you, Tricky?" he asked. She shook her head no. "Why'd ya wake up, hon?"
"I want to be awake when Daddy comes," she smiled.
"That's way past your bedtime. Your dad is going to be mad at me for letting you stay up,"
"Please Uncle Matty," she pouted and batted those green eyes at him. DAMNED AGAIN! He thought.
"All right, all right. But if your dad gets mad at me, I trust you to save me."
"Deal!" they shook hands and Tricky made her way to Matt's lap. He held her in his arms and looked down on her. He saw her sucking her thumb. An old habit she still hasn't gotten out of.
"Tricks, when are you going to stop sucking that thumb?"
She looked up, her thumb in her mouth, and shrugged. Matt chuckled. Tricky faced the television set again and frowned when the show Matt was watching didn't interest her. "Uncle Matty, can I change the channel? This show sucks to the extreme," Matt chuckled.
"Sure," he reached over for the remote and handed it to her. She flipped the channels and finally stopped when it came on about Monster Trucks.
"Yes!" She got away from her Uncle's lap and sat on the floor. She held her small blanket and continued to suck her thumb. Matt shook his head and laid down on his bed.
The rattle of the doorknob made Tricky leap in the air and make a run. She jumped up in the arms of the person that came through. "Whoa!" the person had dropped his bag and held the girl in his arms. "You gettin' big girlie!"
"Daddy!"
Jeff closed the door and carried his pride and joy over to the second bed. He stood her up and raised an eyebrow at Matt. "She woke up, she demanded, I served," Matt replied. Jeff turned back to his girl, who smiled.
"Remind me to never have him baby-sit you again,"
"OK. Don't have him baby sit-me anymore," Jeff chuckled.
"Hey, what ever happened to saving me Tricks?" Matt perked up.
"You are on your own!" Jeff laughed. "Daddy, where's Mommy?" she suddenly asked.
"You can't wait to leave your dear old dad huh?" She cracked a smile. "She's in her room. Do you want to stay the night with her?" She nodded. "All right. Gather your pillow and blanket. I'll get some of your stuff," The girl jumped off the bed and got her pillow and blanket. She waited until her Daddy got her stuff. She waved to Matt good-bye and left with her Daddy.
She held his hand as they walked down the hall. With her other hand she sucked her thumb. While heading to the elevators, they passed some of the other wrestlers. Some of them scared her, only because some still had their makeup on. She came to know all of them as her extended family.
"Hey there Tricks," She looked up and saw that this person was her Auntie Trish. She smiled her well known "no teeth" smile. She liked her Auntie Trish, because she would let Tricky wear her cowboy hats. "Hey Jeff,"
Jeff looked her way. "Hey Trish,"
"You going to take her to Amy?"
"Yeah,"
"Well, she's out," Trish said.
"Out? Where out?" Jeff asked. Tricky held his hand tighter.
Trish shrugged. "Don't know. But I saw her leave the hotel about oh... 10 minutes ago,"
"Dammit," Jeff swore. Tricky looked up at her Daddy. He was pissed off.
"Daddy?"
Jeff looked down at his Tricky. "Yeah, baby?"
"You said a bad word," he sighed.
"I know. I'm sorry honey,"
Trish fidgeted. She knew that Tricky loved spending time with her mother, and she hasn't been spending much time lately. "Hey, Tricks, you wanna try on some new hats I just bought,"
Tricky held her head down. "No, thank you Auntie Trish," she let her hand free from her father's and walked back down the hallway to Jeff and Matt's room.
"You need to talk to Amy. This is like the fourth night she's avoided Tricks,"
"There's no point into talking to her. She just blows me down. Well, thanks for telling me she's out. I would have looked stupid knocking at the door."
"No problem. Bye Jeff." Trish walked the other way to the room of her boyfriend. She felt sorry for the both of them.
Jeff sighed. He slowly walked back down the hallway to his room. He held on tightly to Tricky's bag that held her clothes, pillow and blanket. He hated to hear his daughter's sniffling down the hall.
Well.. that was the first chapter. What do you think? Should I continue? I know it might have sucked. So.. like yeah….