Having a best friend living near by was a wonderful thing. I decided instead of sneaking out I was going to spend the night at Lindsays. Since her mom didn't care about anything we would be able to go out with no problem.

"Are you almost ready? My goodness Katie you're slow" Lindsay yelled into the phone.

"I'll be over in a few minutes. Will you relax?"

"I am relaxing, waiting for you! But I want to get out of here. My mom has a guy over and they are getting a little too friendly. I'll be outside."

"Okay, I'll be right there." I said, hanging up the phone.

"Going somewhere?" My mom said from the doorway.

"Yeah, I'm spending the night at Lindsays. I was going to tell you." I answered, picking up my bag and throwing it over my shoulder. Why do I feel so bad? I guess I am lieing to her, but I wouldn't have to if she would just let me go where I want. I am 25 years old I'm not 5! Sometimes I don't think she realizes that.

Lindsay and I both still live at home. Lindsay is still saving up to move out; her mom treats her like crap. She has a job but she spends most of her money and alcohol and stuff she doesn't need. I on the other hand love my mom. After I graduated she quit 2 of her jobs, it was too stressful for her. She's now an accountant and I'm a part time waitress.

"That's alright honey, at your age you don't really need my permission anymore." She looked down; I know it still bothers her that I'm grown up now and don't need her all the time anymore. But I guess every mother feels that way.

"I know, but at least you'll know where I am. Unless we go out to the mall or something. But I'll be fine."

"I know you will."

"I better get going, Lindsay is getting very impatient." I smiled; I hugged my mom before leaving the house. I saw Lindsay pacing up and down the street. Well I didn't lie to my mom about one thing, she deffinetly was impatient.

"You missed a step" I shouted.

Lindsay looked at the ground "What?"

I laughed "Nevermind let's go!"

"Finally!"

The bar wasn't as crowded as I thought it would be. Poor Lindsay didn't see any wrestlers, but she got over it very quickly. Now I had to put up with her and some guy flirting.

"Let's dance, baby"

"Okay" She yelped, jumping up from the table, a little typsy.

"Linds can I talk to you for a minute." I asked. Seeing the disappointment on the creeps face.

"But I …"

"She'll meet you out on the floor; I just have to speak to her for a minute"

"Whatever" He scoffed, walking away, hitting on another girl. Why doesn't that surprise me?

"What do you want? I thought you wanted to come out and have fun?"

"There is fun and there is too much fun, Linds. You are getting close to being smashed. You have to be careful around guys like that and never…"

"Leave your drink" She continued. "Do you know how many times my father told me that? I'll be fine, Kate"

"You know what? It would do you some good to have a few drinks, do a little flirting. You need to get your mind off things, okay? I have an idea, I'll be right back."

She went over to a table where there were 2 guys sitting. She was talking to one of them and pointing to me. I looked away and took a chug of my beer.

"Hey, hows it going?"

I looked up, and then I looked at Lindsay who was dancing with the other guy. She looked at me and winked.

"I'm fine, how about you?"

"I'm pretty good."

"You're friend really likes to party, huh?"

"Yeah she does, I think it mainly has to do with her mom."

"Her mom?"

"She's too much into alcohol and guys that she doesn't take care of Lindsay. So I guess being here she gets attention, too much attention." I smiled.

Looking over at his friend and Lindsay, who were now making out, he asked. "Do you wanna dance?"

"Sure"

An hour later the bar started getting busy. A group of guys came in and sat in the far corner. One had rainbow colored hair, he looked familiar, but obviously he wasn't a wrestler, considering Lindsay hasn't jumped at him yet. But then again she was too busy making out.

I was still dancing with the guy Lindsay sent over to me. He seemed like a nice guy; of course that's how he started off. But now he was getting a little too comfortable. This was the reason I hated coming to bars.

"Do you think its time to go back to my place?" he asked, putting his hands wherever the hell he felt like.

I laughed, pushing his hands away, "I thought it was time for you to go back to your place a long time ago.

I walked away, but he grabbed me by the arm "I'm not going alone."

"Well there are a lot of women in here who are looking for jerks like you to sleep with so take your pick." I said, walking away once more.

"I don't think you understand" He yelled, throwing me against the wall, his hands squeezing my wrists. "YOU are coming home with me, so either you cooperate or I'll just have to carry you."

I didn't move, I just gave him a cold stare that said "Fuck Off" but he obviously didn't get the hint. The next thing I knew I was on his shoulder looking down at the ground. I was feeling really dizzy, the ground kept moving. I kept punching him on the back and screaming for him to let me down. Hoping somebody would get the hint and come help.

All of a sudden I fell to the ground; I looked up, trying to get focus. Somebody did get the hint and was punching him and kicked him out of the bar.

Lindsay was screaming and was all over the rainbow haired man that helped me. I wasn't a wrestling fan but with the way she was acting I'm assuming he's a wrestler. He helped me up and walked me over to a table.

"Don't worry Linds, I'm fine, an autograph is far more important" I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Katie. I feel so bad that I set you up with that jerk." She pouted, as the rainbow haired man sat down and signed her shirt.

"Its okay, I'm just glad the guy your with didn't do anything to you."

"Nah, he said his friend gets like that, but he's nothing like that. I'm going to go get more autographs!" She screamed, running for their table.

"Do you think she's a fan?" He asked me, smiling.

"I don't know, it's hard to tell."

He laughed "I'm Jeff"

"Vanessa, you can call me Katie if you want"

"Short for?"

"Kathryn"

"Whats your friends name?"

"Lindsay" I looked over at her, she was so drunk and happy. "I'm going to hear about this night for the rest of my life!"

"I'm guessing you're not a wrestling fan?"

"I watched it a couple times with her, but I was never allowed to watch it at home."

"How come?"

"I don't know, my mom didn't want me to."

"What about your dad? Is he a wrestling fan?"

I looked down at the floor, how was I going to tell anybody that I think my dad is a wrestler? "He left before I was born"

"Wow, I'm so sorry, he never knew about you?"

"My mom told him she was going to have an abortion, but she ended up keeping me."

"We should stop talking about depressing subjects."

"Good idea"

Jeff and I sat there for hours talking about different stuff. We found out we had a lot in common. We both liked all kinds of music, we both loved art. He told me he does lots of art, he writes songs and poems. I instantly became a fan!

"Well Jeff we should get going." Matt said, walking over with Lindsay.

"Yeah I suppose."

"This was the best night of my life!!" Lindsay shouted, giving both Matt and Jeff a hug.

"Yeah it was a pretty good night, thanks for rescueing me Jeff." I gave Jeff a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"No problem"

"It was really nice meeting you guys, especially you, hyper one." Matt said, putting his arm around Lindsay.

"The pleasure was all mine." She laughed.

After the hardy brothers left we decided to go back to her place. As much as we didn't want to we really had no choice.

"I forgot my purse; I'll be right back, Katie"

As Lindsay ran back into the bar, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Startled, I turned around to see Jeff.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."

"That's okay, whats up?"

"I was just wondering if I could get your number. Since we live near you guys we should hang out sometime, soon!" He smiled.

"Yeah I would like that, and so would Lindsay."

"Oh I have no worries of her not wanting to hang out." He laughed.

We exchanged numbers and he went on his way. "Who was that?"

"Jeff, he wanted my number." I smiled.

"Wow really?" I could here the jealousy in her voice.

"Yeah, and by the way, here is Matts."

I immediately regreted that when she ran around screaming that she had Matts number. But hell even I was happy that I had Jeffs. As I was watching my best friend dance around on the streets, my cell phone started buzzing. It said one new message.

"Hey, wanted to make sure it was you."

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"Was just checking, you guys were so drunk tonight you could've given me the wrong number. Lol"

"I wasn't drunk."

"Not at all, when I saved you you couldn't even see "

"Um hello? I fell to the floor."

"Excuses, Excuses"

"Listen here Hardy! I had a great time tonight; don't ruin it by arguing with me."

"As long as you're talking to me. Lol."

Before I could reply he sent "I had a great time today too. I hope to see you guys again soon! And by the way tell Lindsay that if she keeps screaming like that she's going to lose her voice. Haha."

"That wouldn't be a bad thing. Lol"

"Haha night Kat."

"Kat?"

"Sure, why not?"

"It works for me, goodnight."

When we got back to her place, we got into our pajamas and went right to bed. I laid there staring at the ceiling. I never expected to meet a wrestler, it was so amazing. Maybe it'll be easier than I thought. Looks like Jeff could be my ticket to finding my father.

A/N Please Review!!!!