Author's Note: I do not own Matt or Jeff Hardy, nor am I in any way
affiliated with Titan Entertainment, WWE, or any of its subsidiaries. This
story is strictly for entertainment purposes.
TRAGEDY
Chapter 1: Awaken in the Night
So far, life was bliss. Matt proved to be the love of her life. Even through the bad times, he was sure to show his affection for Samantha. The transition from an everyday normal person to the love interest of one of the WWE's most beloved superstars had been difficult. Every day there had been death threats and no matter how many times she tried to change her phone number, the calls from frantic fans wanting to know all about Matt and her relationship with him never ceased. She was used to it now, and nonchalantly shrugged them off. Mr. MacMahon was quick to make her feel safe, even if it was her own paranoia getting the best of her. She was grateful for the new family she had through the WWE. They had become so much more than friends and she was proud to know each of them.
Matt was on the road again, touring Eastern Europe. It had been a long two weeks, but he was finally on his way home. Samantha missed him something awful. Breaking from their tradition, Samantha was fast asleep. Had this been any other trip, she would have prepared a lavish dinner, accompanied by a great bottle of wine, candlelight, and her in his favorite dress. She loved doing this for him. In truth, it was as much for her as Matt. She was glad he liked the romance of it all. Once she had met him at the baggage claim area; they pretended they didn't know one another. He liked the idea of being impulsive; meeting a stranger he had an instant connection with and acting on it. Samantha felt the thrill of the experience as well and often fantasized about that night. Matt wasn't due home until 5am. Samantha had wanted to be awake when he got there, but she gave in to her exhaustion sometime after 2am.
In the distance, Samantha could her a phone ringing. Gradually, the ringing got louder until her arm shot from beneath the comforter, grasping for the phone. She brought the phone back to her ear, still not sure if she was dreaming. "Hello?" she asked, sleep apparent in her voice.
"Sam? Are you awake?" A woman asked.
"Kelly?" She asked, recognizing the voice on the line.
"Samantha, something's happened. Can I come over?" Kelly asked quickly. She seemed out of breath.
Samantha was beginning to wake up and was trying to understand what Kelly was saying. "Wait a sec. Is everything alright? What's happened?" She pushed the covers off of her head and opened her eyes. The room black, Samantha figured it must still be early - 2 or 3 in the morning. She threw her left arm across the bed and sighed with relief when she felt nothing, realizing Matt wasn't home yet.
"Sam, I really need to come over." Kelly insisted.
"Sure. I'll just go unlock the door and start some coffee. Come on over."
"I'll be there in a couple of minutes. Bye."
Samantha placed the phone back on the receiver. She lay in her bed for a moment longer, trying to think of what could be wrong with Kelly. She had never known Kelly to be so distressed. Samantha wondered if Kelly and Matt were having another of their spats. She wouldn't be surprised, especially since Jeff was home these days. Having left the WWE, he had engaged in a quest of self-discovery. Samantha encouraged him, but knew Jeff was straining Kelly's patience more and more.
Finally, Samantha forced herself to sit up. She threw the rest of the covers aside and moved to stand. The chill of the hardwood floors in her bedroom sent a shiver through her body. She had always wondered about that - why hardwood never retained the warmth of the day. As her body adjusted to the briskness beneath her feet, her body wanted to groan as if to say it hadn't gotten the necessary rest. She felt twinges of pain occasionally. Jeff had been training her as of late. Matt had always wanted Samantha to valet for his matches, but she refused. Samantha didn't want to be useless eye candy, after that Matt dropped the subject but Samantha had been intrigued. Being a Diva would give her more opportunities to be with Matt and she couldn't totally dismiss the idea. Jeff's training was to be a secret for a while, a surprise she was sure Matt would love.
Samantha grabbed her robe at the foot of her bed. The fabric swept across her body as she put it on. Still half asleep, Samantha moved through the house, her feet scuffing along the floorboards. She continued down the main staircase and across the front hall. She flipped the deadlock on the front door and opened it slightly. A stream of light poured in from the street and shone against the oriental rug.
TRAGEDY
Chapter 1: Awaken in the Night
So far, life was bliss. Matt proved to be the love of her life. Even through the bad times, he was sure to show his affection for Samantha. The transition from an everyday normal person to the love interest of one of the WWE's most beloved superstars had been difficult. Every day there had been death threats and no matter how many times she tried to change her phone number, the calls from frantic fans wanting to know all about Matt and her relationship with him never ceased. She was used to it now, and nonchalantly shrugged them off. Mr. MacMahon was quick to make her feel safe, even if it was her own paranoia getting the best of her. She was grateful for the new family she had through the WWE. They had become so much more than friends and she was proud to know each of them.
Matt was on the road again, touring Eastern Europe. It had been a long two weeks, but he was finally on his way home. Samantha missed him something awful. Breaking from their tradition, Samantha was fast asleep. Had this been any other trip, she would have prepared a lavish dinner, accompanied by a great bottle of wine, candlelight, and her in his favorite dress. She loved doing this for him. In truth, it was as much for her as Matt. She was glad he liked the romance of it all. Once she had met him at the baggage claim area; they pretended they didn't know one another. He liked the idea of being impulsive; meeting a stranger he had an instant connection with and acting on it. Samantha felt the thrill of the experience as well and often fantasized about that night. Matt wasn't due home until 5am. Samantha had wanted to be awake when he got there, but she gave in to her exhaustion sometime after 2am.
In the distance, Samantha could her a phone ringing. Gradually, the ringing got louder until her arm shot from beneath the comforter, grasping for the phone. She brought the phone back to her ear, still not sure if she was dreaming. "Hello?" she asked, sleep apparent in her voice.
"Sam? Are you awake?" A woman asked.
"Kelly?" She asked, recognizing the voice on the line.
"Samantha, something's happened. Can I come over?" Kelly asked quickly. She seemed out of breath.
Samantha was beginning to wake up and was trying to understand what Kelly was saying. "Wait a sec. Is everything alright? What's happened?" She pushed the covers off of her head and opened her eyes. The room black, Samantha figured it must still be early - 2 or 3 in the morning. She threw her left arm across the bed and sighed with relief when she felt nothing, realizing Matt wasn't home yet.
"Sam, I really need to come over." Kelly insisted.
"Sure. I'll just go unlock the door and start some coffee. Come on over."
"I'll be there in a couple of minutes. Bye."
Samantha placed the phone back on the receiver. She lay in her bed for a moment longer, trying to think of what could be wrong with Kelly. She had never known Kelly to be so distressed. Samantha wondered if Kelly and Matt were having another of their spats. She wouldn't be surprised, especially since Jeff was home these days. Having left the WWE, he had engaged in a quest of self-discovery. Samantha encouraged him, but knew Jeff was straining Kelly's patience more and more.
Finally, Samantha forced herself to sit up. She threw the rest of the covers aside and moved to stand. The chill of the hardwood floors in her bedroom sent a shiver through her body. She had always wondered about that - why hardwood never retained the warmth of the day. As her body adjusted to the briskness beneath her feet, her body wanted to groan as if to say it hadn't gotten the necessary rest. She felt twinges of pain occasionally. Jeff had been training her as of late. Matt had always wanted Samantha to valet for his matches, but she refused. Samantha didn't want to be useless eye candy, after that Matt dropped the subject but Samantha had been intrigued. Being a Diva would give her more opportunities to be with Matt and she couldn't totally dismiss the idea. Jeff's training was to be a secret for a while, a surprise she was sure Matt would love.
Samantha grabbed her robe at the foot of her bed. The fabric swept across her body as she put it on. Still half asleep, Samantha moved through the house, her feet scuffing along the floorboards. She continued down the main staircase and across the front hall. She flipped the deadlock on the front door and opened it slightly. A stream of light poured in from the street and shone against the oriental rug.