Accidental Love
Chapter 6: "I owe you an explanation."
Disclaimer: I do not own nor am in any way associated with Matt Hardy or any
other WWf Superstar. This story is fictional and for entertainment purposes
only.
* denotes thought *
One month later, I was standing in front of the mirror putting the finishing
touches on my make-up when the phone rang. "Hello. Cleopatra, queen of the
nile speaking," I answered. "Hello, ma'am. May I speak with Samantha Hardy?"
A man with a deep southern accent responded. "Speaking. Sorry about the
cleopatra thing, I thought you would be someone else. Who is this anyway?"
I asked. "It's Matt, Matt Hardy. Remember the guy you were in an accident
with a while back?" He asked. "Oh, Matt! How are you? How are things?" My
heart was racing with excitement. I was so glad to hear from him. Then
again, this is the man who gave me one incredible night and then was never
heard from again. "I'm fine. Things are good."
"Look, I want to tell you how sorry I am for not calling you sooner," Matt
started. "Please, don't. It's okay. You have nothing to be sorry for," I
reassured him. Of course we all know I wanted him to be sorry for all the
nights I sat in my apartment wondering why he hadn't called. I was over
that now though, I had moved on. Besides, I certainly wasn't going to give
him the satisfaction of letting him know how much I missed him. "Yes, I do
Samantha. We had a great night together and I up and disappeared. I owe you
an explanation at the very least." He truly sounded upset. "Matt, you're
right. We did have a good time that night. And I did wonder what had
happened to you," I said. I felt bad for Matt, he seemed to be beating
himself up over this.
"When I got back to the hotel that night, Jeff and I had to go home to North
Carolina. Our father had been in an accident. After that, we had to go back
on the road and I got so caught up in work and appearances. There was never
more than five minutes. And I didn't want to rush this. I thought about you
a lot and I promised myself that I would call and try to explain everything
as soon as I could," Matt explained. "Is your father alright? I hope he
wasn't hurt badly," I said with concern. "No, he's okay. His arm will be in
a cast for another two weeks. Other than that, he had a slight contusion.
Thank you for asking." He replied. "I know that none of this is a good
excuse, I just wanted to let you know what happened." "I appreciate that,
Matt. Most guys wouldn't have even bothered," I said.
"Are you busy right now?" He asked. "I would love to see you and catch up."
"I'm actually on my way over to Shayla's, she's having a Halloween party.
You're welcome to come with me," I said. "I don't have a costume." He
replied. "Matt, I'm sorry, I have to head over there. Shayla's going to kill
me, I'm late already. Are you busy tomorrow? Maybe we could do something,"
I added. "I have an appearance tomorrow and then we're on the road again."
Matt said. "I was looking forward to seeing you. Well, give me a call, even
if you can only talk for a minute, just to check in and say hi," I said.
"I'd like that." Matt responded. There was a silence between us. "Matt, I'm
glad you called," I added. "So am I. Have fun tonight. I'll call you later,
I promise," He said. With that I said goodbye and hung up the phone.
Chapter 6: "I owe you an explanation."
Disclaimer: I do not own nor am in any way associated with Matt Hardy or any
other WWf Superstar. This story is fictional and for entertainment purposes
only.
* denotes thought *
One month later, I was standing in front of the mirror putting the finishing
touches on my make-up when the phone rang. "Hello. Cleopatra, queen of the
nile speaking," I answered. "Hello, ma'am. May I speak with Samantha Hardy?"
A man with a deep southern accent responded. "Speaking. Sorry about the
cleopatra thing, I thought you would be someone else. Who is this anyway?"
I asked. "It's Matt, Matt Hardy. Remember the guy you were in an accident
with a while back?" He asked. "Oh, Matt! How are you? How are things?" My
heart was racing with excitement. I was so glad to hear from him. Then
again, this is the man who gave me one incredible night and then was never
heard from again. "I'm fine. Things are good."
"Look, I want to tell you how sorry I am for not calling you sooner," Matt
started. "Please, don't. It's okay. You have nothing to be sorry for," I
reassured him. Of course we all know I wanted him to be sorry for all the
nights I sat in my apartment wondering why he hadn't called. I was over
that now though, I had moved on. Besides, I certainly wasn't going to give
him the satisfaction of letting him know how much I missed him. "Yes, I do
Samantha. We had a great night together and I up and disappeared. I owe you
an explanation at the very least." He truly sounded upset. "Matt, you're
right. We did have a good time that night. And I did wonder what had
happened to you," I said. I felt bad for Matt, he seemed to be beating
himself up over this.
"When I got back to the hotel that night, Jeff and I had to go home to North
Carolina. Our father had been in an accident. After that, we had to go back
on the road and I got so caught up in work and appearances. There was never
more than five minutes. And I didn't want to rush this. I thought about you
a lot and I promised myself that I would call and try to explain everything
as soon as I could," Matt explained. "Is your father alright? I hope he
wasn't hurt badly," I said with concern. "No, he's okay. His arm will be in
a cast for another two weeks. Other than that, he had a slight contusion.
Thank you for asking." He replied. "I know that none of this is a good
excuse, I just wanted to let you know what happened." "I appreciate that,
Matt. Most guys wouldn't have even bothered," I said.
"Are you busy right now?" He asked. "I would love to see you and catch up."
"I'm actually on my way over to Shayla's, she's having a Halloween party.
You're welcome to come with me," I said. "I don't have a costume." He
replied. "Matt, I'm sorry, I have to head over there. Shayla's going to kill
me, I'm late already. Are you busy tomorrow? Maybe we could do something,"
I added. "I have an appearance tomorrow and then we're on the road again."
Matt said. "I was looking forward to seeing you. Well, give me a call, even
if you can only talk for a minute, just to check in and say hi," I said.
"I'd like that." Matt responded. There was a silence between us. "Matt, I'm
glad you called," I added. "So am I. Have fun tonight. I'll call you later,
I promise," He said. With that I said goodbye and hung up the phone.