Tristan Peterson was a beautiful twenty-seven year old. She had long light brown hair and dark brown eyes. She was five foot four. She was a travel agent. She'd just gotten a new job in North Carolina. She was happy to be moving back there. Her family moved around a lot but from the ages of fifteen to seventeen she lived in North Carolina. She was even going to be living in the same neighborhood she lived in. It was going to be her and her ten year old daughter Catie. She'd gotten pregnant with Catie when she was a senior in high school. Tristan and Catie had just finished unpacking for the day.
"Catie come on." Tristan said.
"Where are we going mommy?"
"I know someone who lives around here." "At least I used to." They walked three houses down. Tristan knocked on a door. An older man answered." Hi Mr. Hardy. "You probably don't remember me." "I'm-
"Tristan." He said.
"Yeah."
"Like I told you back then, call me Gilbert." "Is that your little girl?"
"Yeah." "Her name's Catie."
"Hi Catie"
"Hi." Catie said.
"If you ever need anything I'm just three houses down." "I saw that Matt and Jeff have come back to the WWE recently."
"Yeah."
"If Jeff ever comes by tell him I said hi, oh and Matt to."
"I will."
Three days later Tristan was making dinner. It was around five o'clock. There was a knock at the door. Catie answered it.
"You're Jeff Hardy." She said.
"Yeah I am." He said. "What's your name?"
"Catie."
"That's pretty." "Is Tristan your mommy?"
"Yes." "Come in." He went in.
They went into the kitchen
"Catie who was at the door?" Tristan asked. Her back was to them.
"Me." Jeff said.
"Oh my god." She turned around. "Jeff."
"Tristan." "Come here." "How long has it been?" "I think at least ten years."
"Yeah." "Would you like like to stay for dinner?"
"Sure."
"It won't be ready for another half an hour."
"That's ok, I'll just talk to Catie." Jeff and Catie were sitting down at the kitchen table. "What grade are you in Catie?"
"Fourth"
"What's your favorite subject?"
"Art." "I like to draw."
"Me to."
Tristan told Catie to go wash up for dinner.
"Catie's a great kid." Jeff said.
"Thanks."
"Are you and her dad divorced?"
"He bailed when I told him I was pregnant." "It's always just been me and Catie."
"I hate when guys abandon their pregnant girlfriends."
After dinner Tristan walked Jeff to the door.
"It was so great seeing you." Tristan said.
"You to."
"Don't be a stranger."
"I won't." "Hey, did you ever tell anyone?" He asked smirking.
"No." She said smiling. "I told you I wouldn't."
"See ya."
"Bye." He left.
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