"Matt Hardy, WWF wrestler and father of Mollie (6), has always seemed to be
such a calm man. A man utterly in control of his emotions. But behind that
facade lies another man. A man with a violent history and a hidden past."
Jeff punched a wall as Jay Reso, known as Christian to the fans, read the paper to him.
"Dammit why did they have to find out? He hid it so well, he moved on. Why can't they?"
"Because it isn't finished Jeffers." They all turned to face Matt who had quietly entered the room. "It's not dead and buried yet. I still have to pay my debts to society and they still have to find the others."
"It's unfair, they're gonna give you the entire wrath because you're the only one they've got."
"It was always the deal, Jeffro, I knew that and you knew that. We always knew it could happen and we knew what to do if it did."
"It doesn't have to be this way though. It shouldn't be this way."
"It is this way Jeff. There's nothing we can do to change it."
"So what, we're just gonna sit here and wait for the police to burst through the door and take you away."
"I don't think they're going to come yet. I think they want to wait and see if I try and warn the others.
"Will you?"
"They'll probably all ready know. If they don't they must be out of the country and that makes them untouchable."
"Why don't you leave the country too?"
"I'm on bail Jeff. I have no passport."
"Shit." Jeff continued to punch the wall. Striking out again and again until his knuckles were bruised and bleeding. At last matt reached out to stop him. "Shit" Jeff repeated half heartedly as Matt pushed him down into a chair. He lay back in it for a minute before lifting his head as if to listen.
"What?" Matt asked, knowing to trust his brother's senses.
"Sirens."
"Police?" Jeff nodded to Matt's question.
"Looks like you were wrong Matt, they're coming after you." Jay Reso spoke while he parted the blind and looked.
The group sat in silence. They heard the car door slam, footsteps along the corridor. Someone asked for the Hardys and the footsteps reached the door. Someone knocked. Chris Irvine (or Jericho) stood to open the door.
Two uniformed officers stepped into the room. Matt stood as they entered, confused as to why they would come and fetch him, rather than just end his bail and call. He looked into the face of the policeman but the officer shook his head slightly.
"Jeffrey Hardy." The police man looked at Jeff as he confirmed his identity. Jeff jerked his head up in surprise.
"Yes"
"We have to ask you to accompany us to the station. We would like to ask you some questions."
"Do I have to go?" Jeff asked unsure of the situation.
"No, but refusing to aid in the police in an investigation is a criminal offence."
"That's a yes then." Jeff stood as he spoke.
"Can I come with him?" Matt asked wanting to help his brother.
"No."
"He's blind for fucks sake." Matt yelled exasperated, throwing his arms into the air.
"Someone may accompany him, but not you. You are part of the investigation."
The room was silent for a few seconds.
"I'll go." Jay offered rising to his feet.
"I'll be fine on my own."
"No, I'll come." Jay's voice was stronger this time. He had made his choice.
The two officers turned to the door and held it open as Jay and Jeff walked though. One of the policemen stepped behind the pair as they were led outside, to the police car.
"Can we take my car?" Jay asked but the policeman half shook his head.
"You can, but Mr Hardy can't."
"Meet you there." Jeff stated and Jay nodded. He helped Jeff into the car and then headed to his own. Getting in he started the engine and pulled out behind the police car.
Jeff punched a wall as Jay Reso, known as Christian to the fans, read the paper to him.
"Dammit why did they have to find out? He hid it so well, he moved on. Why can't they?"
"Because it isn't finished Jeffers." They all turned to face Matt who had quietly entered the room. "It's not dead and buried yet. I still have to pay my debts to society and they still have to find the others."
"It's unfair, they're gonna give you the entire wrath because you're the only one they've got."
"It was always the deal, Jeffro, I knew that and you knew that. We always knew it could happen and we knew what to do if it did."
"It doesn't have to be this way though. It shouldn't be this way."
"It is this way Jeff. There's nothing we can do to change it."
"So what, we're just gonna sit here and wait for the police to burst through the door and take you away."
"I don't think they're going to come yet. I think they want to wait and see if I try and warn the others.
"Will you?"
"They'll probably all ready know. If they don't they must be out of the country and that makes them untouchable."
"Why don't you leave the country too?"
"I'm on bail Jeff. I have no passport."
"Shit." Jeff continued to punch the wall. Striking out again and again until his knuckles were bruised and bleeding. At last matt reached out to stop him. "Shit" Jeff repeated half heartedly as Matt pushed him down into a chair. He lay back in it for a minute before lifting his head as if to listen.
"What?" Matt asked, knowing to trust his brother's senses.
"Sirens."
"Police?" Jeff nodded to Matt's question.
"Looks like you were wrong Matt, they're coming after you." Jay Reso spoke while he parted the blind and looked.
The group sat in silence. They heard the car door slam, footsteps along the corridor. Someone asked for the Hardys and the footsteps reached the door. Someone knocked. Chris Irvine (or Jericho) stood to open the door.
Two uniformed officers stepped into the room. Matt stood as they entered, confused as to why they would come and fetch him, rather than just end his bail and call. He looked into the face of the policeman but the officer shook his head slightly.
"Jeffrey Hardy." The police man looked at Jeff as he confirmed his identity. Jeff jerked his head up in surprise.
"Yes"
"We have to ask you to accompany us to the station. We would like to ask you some questions."
"Do I have to go?" Jeff asked unsure of the situation.
"No, but refusing to aid in the police in an investigation is a criminal offence."
"That's a yes then." Jeff stood as he spoke.
"Can I come with him?" Matt asked wanting to help his brother.
"No."
"He's blind for fucks sake." Matt yelled exasperated, throwing his arms into the air.
"Someone may accompany him, but not you. You are part of the investigation."
The room was silent for a few seconds.
"I'll go." Jay offered rising to his feet.
"I'll be fine on my own."
"No, I'll come." Jay's voice was stronger this time. He had made his choice.
The two officers turned to the door and held it open as Jay and Jeff walked though. One of the policemen stepped behind the pair as they were led outside, to the police car.
"Can we take my car?" Jay asked but the policeman half shook his head.
"You can, but Mr Hardy can't."
"Meet you there." Jeff stated and Jay nodded. He helped Jeff into the car and then headed to his own. Getting in he started the engine and pulled out behind the police car.