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The Last Unbroken Hart;

By AliceJericho

Chapter 11: Family

"Other things may change us, but we start and end with family." – Anthony Brandt.

—

At breakfast the next morning – after Dad had left for a Vince meeting – I was met with an overly happy Sunday Hickenbottom.

"Yes, Sunday?" I asked as she sat down opposite me, a huge smile on her face, "How can I help you?"

"I know something you don't want me to know." She smiled innocently, but I shook my head,

"What could you possibly know, Sunday? I haven't seen you in ten plus years." I reminded her, but she shook her head at me,

"That's not true, I saw you at the Hall of Fame four years ago..." I smiled at her sarcastically, she was still obnoxious.

"Minor technicality." I spat back, losing my cool as I so often did when I was in her presence, "What do you have to say, Sunday? Spit it out."

"I saw you this morning," she said cheekily as if it was supposed to upset me, "Exiting Matt Korklan's hotel room at lightning speed... Talk about the walk of shame, same clothes as last night." I scoffed at her,

"You don't know anything."

"Oh, but I can manipulate the truth," she said proudly, I knew she was capable of it too... She got that ability from her father. "Do you want daddy to find out, Laura? Bret won't be too happy to hear that his daughter is breaking one of his precious little rules."

"You wouldn't do that, Sunday." I called her bluff, but I wasn't sure, "Leave me alone."

"You might want to be nice to me, Laura... Or I'll spread these rumours." As she walked out, I glared a hole in her back, much as she had done on Friday.

—

Thursday, January 21.

"You've been avoiding me," I jumped slightly as Matt came up behind me in the airport,

"Why would I be avoiding you? Nothing happened." He shrugged at me,

"I was kind of hoping you could tell me." He took a seat beside me and I looked at him,

"There is a difference between avoidance and different schedules." I told him wisely, he laughed,

"No, you've been avoiding me." I looked down at my hands, "I caught you." I smiled meekly; he had. "I just wanted to find you and tell you that I found this when we left on Tuesday. I don't know if it's important, but I thought you might want it." I looked down as he placed a white gold 'H' in my lap.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed as I lifted it up, "Thank you!" I hugged him from the side, squeezing him tightly. "Yeah, that is kind of important." I quickly undid the chain around my neck and place the medium sized letter onto it "I thought I'd lost it!" I hugged him again as he laughed at me,

"Glad I could help."

"You have no idea! Pa gave me this before he died!" I exclaimed, "It was Gran's."

"How did you get it? How many girls missed out?"

"Do you want me to list all the girls it could have gone to?" I asked, but started before he could say anything, "Of course there was Nattie, she didn't mind though, Jen and Muffy... Jade could have gotten it, Alex. Georgia or Athena, Annie or Angela, Teddy Hart's sisters." He nodded, he probably knew them, he'd probably met Ted a few times, "Then there's Brooke and Linds... Or one of the guys' girlfriends... Or my aunts..."

"Do you see these people often?" he asked incredulously, "That's a lot of people."

"I know, right? I don't see all of them often... I rarely see any of them, mainly Jade, Alex, Blade, Nattie, Jen and Muffy, and Harry and Georgia. I see everyone else on holidays and stuff... I wish I could see them more often, but they live everywhere and it's basically impossible."

"You're close to your sisters then?"

"No," I shook my head, "I'm closer to Blade than either of the girls... But Nattie and Harry - sometimes even Teddy- we're all close."

"And what do those three have in common?" he asked with a smirk,

"They're part of the Hart family..."

"They're all pro wrestlers," he pointed out to me and stood up, "You're meant to be in this business, Laura." He didn't say anymore before he walked away. That boy...

—

Saturday, January 23.

Home, sweet home.

"Laura, open some windows," Dad called to me, "We need some air in this place."

"It's the middle of winter!" I called back, only to be answered with,

"It doesn't matter!" I grimaced as I opened all the windows, running upstairs to grab a few more layers of clothing, the Calgary air was a lot colder than I had been used to the past week.

I was going to have dinner at my mum's place that night; I hadn't seen her or any of my siblings in a long while and thought it best to keep in touch before they became estranged like everybody else in my family.

"You're mum wants you there by six." Dad opened the door to my bedroom and stood there with a small smile, "Are you planning on moving out?" he noticed the array of clothes that had been strewn around my room.

"No," I laughed at him, "I'm packing and washing and stuff." I stuck my tongue out at him.

"You don't have to come on the road with me, Laura. Nor do you have to stay for the whole week."I pulled a face,

"You don't have to be there either! Let alone on the road all week! And I'm not staying here by myself."

"I'm not going to be there next week." I looked at him sceptically, "Vince told me I wasn't allowed to."

"Of course," I laughed at him and threw the shirt I was folding onto the bed, "Then I guess all I need to do is wash. What time is it now?"

"Half past five." I nodded and looked at my room, "You should clean up." He told me and I rolled my eyes,

"Yes, dad."

—

Needless to say, Jade was the first to ask if I had been crushing on any of the wrestlers. Beans (Alex) had to bring up Sunday, but Blade only asked if I got to meet some of the wrestlers.

I talked with Blade mostly; I've always said that we got along most. Mum was just happy to have us all at the table again. It's usually just her, Beans and Blade because Jade is married... and apparently pregnant.

The things I miss out on.

—

I spent most of the week on the phone with Nattie, as I usually did, and I even spoke to Matt a few times, I failed to mention about Sunday... Not that she mattered.

The week off did me good, and I wasn't even a wrestler. I hated to think about what they put themselves through doing what they loved. It had always been like that and it was a shame that there body's are in so much danger.

All that matters in the end is that everything is worth the risk, and I hoped that their families wouldn't be torn apart like mine. That's what I hated to think about most.