Miranda drove on the road with a wild look in her eyes like eyes belonging to a crazed man. It was at night and Matt was in the hospital getting checked out. She owned the road and drove further down the dimly lit highway. The mental visions of the bullet indenting into Matt's skin poisoned her mind. She cried a horrible scream as the thunder in the sky echoed. She pulled into the driveway of the small lit home and glared from the car. She saw Lita standing by sink washing the dishes. She shot daggers through the glass window and opened up her glove compartment, which revealed a small gun. Miranda had only thought about using the gun for protection, now she'd have to use the gun... for murder. Miranda gulped as the thought of the weapon entering her hands was for her own family's good. She closed her eyes and picked up the gun, slowly loading it with a few bullets. Her heart pounded as she sat in the car with heavy raindrops pouring down. She opened the car door and ran to the porch to seek shelter. She hid the gun in her back pocket and sighed. While knocking on the door, she prayed that it would end quickly, but Lita was smarter than she had thought...
"Hey M! What are you doing here?" A southern male's voice greeted her. She looked up and saw Jeff Hardy. What was Jeff Hardy doing there?!
"Jeff?? What are you doing here??" Miranda was confused.
"Oh, I'm just hanging out with Amy." Jeff smiled. "Come on in!" He put his arm around her and led her in the room. Amy smiled with two bowls of ice cream in each hand and acted as nothing happened earlier that day.
"Hi Miranda! What brings you here this fine moment?" She placed the bowls down on the coffee table and ran up to Miranda, giving her an unwanted hug.
"What are you doing??" Miranda pushed her off in disgust. How could Amy nearly kill her and Matt earlier and act like this now?
"What's wrong, M?" Jeff asked curiously.
"I'm sure nothing is!" Amy gave an evil grin. "I'll be right back." She headed off to the bathroom. Miranda walked up to Jeff and gave him a large shove onto the couch.
"You have some balls to show up here!!" Miranda whispered with an angry tone to Jeff.
"What are you talking about?" Jeff was clueless.
"Hello?? Jeff, she shot your brother!" Miranda yelled to him. Jeff looked at her with a state of disbelief. "She hates us. She told me that after she kills Bri and me, she's coming after you and Matt. She's crazy!"
"Yeah, then why would she invite us into her home? Think, M." Jeff looked at Amy walking towards the room.
"Jeff! She shot your brother!!" Miranda screamed as Amy stepped in the room.
"Who shot Matt??" Amy was in an unbelievable panic.
"Don't play that shit with-" Miranda glared at her.
"No one," Jeff interrupted. "Matt called me earlier and claimed that he was fine and on his way over." Miranda thought. 'Was Matt in on all this? Was it all just an act?'
"Good!" Amy sighed. "If he was hurt, I don't know what I'd do."
"You'd go on perfectly fine!" Miranda pushed her to the ground and mounted her with punches to the face. Jeff tried pulling her off, but Miranda stayed put. Amy groaned with pain as Miranda continued the vicious beat down. Finally, Jeff got Miranda off of Amy and he helped Amy up.
"What is wrong with you??" Amy wiped her bleeding lip.
"Miranda! What are you doing?" Jeff angrily shouted.
"Jeff, she's a damn liar! She shot Matt! She hurt Stephanie! She's been stalking us! She's the one! Not John! HER!" Miranda protested as Amy started a fake cry that only Jeff believed.
"How could she say that?" Amy hugged Jeff.
Jeff looked over at Miranda who was full of disbelief. "I think you'd better leave, Miranda. You've greatly upset Amy."
"Fine then!" Miranda stormed out of the doorway. She took the gun out of her back pocket and looked at it. She was foolish to think she or Brianna could defeat Amy. No matter what, Amy always found a way to escape danger.
The door slammed behind her and she turned around to see Amy with a look of evil on her face. Miranda quickly hid the gun in her pocket. Amy walked slowly up to Amy with a smile on her face and cleared her throat. "You can't win, Miranda. You know I'll beat you and your dumb sister no matter what."
Miranda looked down and sighed. Tears arose in her eyes immediately; she didn't want the truth to be so bluntly straightforward. "I'm sorry. You're right, Amy. It's useless for me to attempt to stop you."
"Yeah, I know. I'm glad you finally realize it. You should just leave while you have the chance. Matt's injured and since little Jeffy's wrapped around my little fingers, it just leaves you and your sister. Get out while you're still alive." Amy laughed and headed back to the door. "Oh, and get rid of that gun, a lot of help it will do you if you have NO use for it..."
Miranda turned around, but Amy ran from behind and pulled out a knife. Amy choked Miranda to the ground and mounted on top of her. Amy held the knife to Miranda's throat and glared into her deep blue eyes. Amy hated the Mallerys with a passion; she wanted nothing more than to get them out of her way. They were going to ruin her plan, especially this meek little one.
"Tell your sister to give up or I'll fucking slit your throat. If you say one damn word about what happened tonight, I'll find you and maul you to death. I'll make you look worse than I did to Stephanie... but if you don't say a word and leave quietly WITHOUT Matt, I'll go easy on you and maybe I won't rip your insides out piece by piece." Amy pointed the knife closer to Miranda's stomach. Miranda gulped and let a few lonely teardrops drip down her face. "UNDERSTAND ME??"
"Hey M! What are you doing here?" A southern male's voice greeted her. She looked up and saw Jeff Hardy. What was Jeff Hardy doing there?!
"Jeff?? What are you doing here??" Miranda was confused.
"Oh, I'm just hanging out with Amy." Jeff smiled. "Come on in!" He put his arm around her and led her in the room. Amy smiled with two bowls of ice cream in each hand and acted as nothing happened earlier that day.
"Hi Miranda! What brings you here this fine moment?" She placed the bowls down on the coffee table and ran up to Miranda, giving her an unwanted hug.
"What are you doing??" Miranda pushed her off in disgust. How could Amy nearly kill her and Matt earlier and act like this now?
"What's wrong, M?" Jeff asked curiously.
"I'm sure nothing is!" Amy gave an evil grin. "I'll be right back." She headed off to the bathroom. Miranda walked up to Jeff and gave him a large shove onto the couch.
"You have some balls to show up here!!" Miranda whispered with an angry tone to Jeff.
"What are you talking about?" Jeff was clueless.
"Hello?? Jeff, she shot your brother!" Miranda yelled to him. Jeff looked at her with a state of disbelief. "She hates us. She told me that after she kills Bri and me, she's coming after you and Matt. She's crazy!"
"Yeah, then why would she invite us into her home? Think, M." Jeff looked at Amy walking towards the room.
"Jeff! She shot your brother!!" Miranda screamed as Amy stepped in the room.
"Who shot Matt??" Amy was in an unbelievable panic.
"Don't play that shit with-" Miranda glared at her.
"No one," Jeff interrupted. "Matt called me earlier and claimed that he was fine and on his way over." Miranda thought. 'Was Matt in on all this? Was it all just an act?'
"Good!" Amy sighed. "If he was hurt, I don't know what I'd do."
"You'd go on perfectly fine!" Miranda pushed her to the ground and mounted her with punches to the face. Jeff tried pulling her off, but Miranda stayed put. Amy groaned with pain as Miranda continued the vicious beat down. Finally, Jeff got Miranda off of Amy and he helped Amy up.
"What is wrong with you??" Amy wiped her bleeding lip.
"Miranda! What are you doing?" Jeff angrily shouted.
"Jeff, she's a damn liar! She shot Matt! She hurt Stephanie! She's been stalking us! She's the one! Not John! HER!" Miranda protested as Amy started a fake cry that only Jeff believed.
"How could she say that?" Amy hugged Jeff.
Jeff looked over at Miranda who was full of disbelief. "I think you'd better leave, Miranda. You've greatly upset Amy."
"Fine then!" Miranda stormed out of the doorway. She took the gun out of her back pocket and looked at it. She was foolish to think she or Brianna could defeat Amy. No matter what, Amy always found a way to escape danger.
The door slammed behind her and she turned around to see Amy with a look of evil on her face. Miranda quickly hid the gun in her pocket. Amy walked slowly up to Amy with a smile on her face and cleared her throat. "You can't win, Miranda. You know I'll beat you and your dumb sister no matter what."
Miranda looked down and sighed. Tears arose in her eyes immediately; she didn't want the truth to be so bluntly straightforward. "I'm sorry. You're right, Amy. It's useless for me to attempt to stop you."
"Yeah, I know. I'm glad you finally realize it. You should just leave while you have the chance. Matt's injured and since little Jeffy's wrapped around my little fingers, it just leaves you and your sister. Get out while you're still alive." Amy laughed and headed back to the door. "Oh, and get rid of that gun, a lot of help it will do you if you have NO use for it..."
Miranda turned around, but Amy ran from behind and pulled out a knife. Amy choked Miranda to the ground and mounted on top of her. Amy held the knife to Miranda's throat and glared into her deep blue eyes. Amy hated the Mallerys with a passion; she wanted nothing more than to get them out of her way. They were going to ruin her plan, especially this meek little one.
"Tell your sister to give up or I'll fucking slit your throat. If you say one damn word about what happened tonight, I'll find you and maul you to death. I'll make you look worse than I did to Stephanie... but if you don't say a word and leave quietly WITHOUT Matt, I'll go easy on you and maybe I won't rip your insides out piece by piece." Amy pointed the knife closer to Miranda's stomach. Miranda gulped and let a few lonely teardrops drip down her face. "UNDERSTAND ME??"