Title: Together Again
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: Lacy Lynn Hardy, Matt and Jeff Hardy, Mark Callaway
Other characters: Glenn Jacobs, Amy Dumas, and others.
Brief Description: Lacy Lynn's mother and father get a divorce and she's separated from her brothers. What happens when she meets up with them several years later?
When we arrived in Texas, Mark and Glenn grabbed my bags, while Matt and Jeff went to get us a cab. The ride to the ranch was the quiet too. When we got there, I went inside and made myself comfortable on Mark's couch. Then I started to cry again. Mark dropped the bags and walked over to me. He pulled me into his arms and held me until I cried myself to sleep. "Man, I'd really like to give that man a piece of my mind." Mark grunted. "I'm sorry, Mark. I didn't think he'd do something like that." Matt said. "It's not your fault that he's an asshole." Mark stated. He picked Liz up and carried her to his bedroom. Then he laid her down and left the room so that she could sleep.
We spent one week in Texas and then we flew to North Carolina to see our mother. When we got to her house, we all walked in together, wondering if she would act the same as our father had, but the minute she saw Jeff and Matt, she hugged them and told them how much she missed them. "How did you three meet up?" She asked. "Well, we're all wrestlers, Mom." Matt said. "That's wonderful. I'm so happy to see my boys' again." She replied. "How's your father?" She asked. Matt and Jeff told her about what happened and she got angry. "That's not very nice. Sweetheart, I'm sorry that he treated you like that. He was wrong for being so mean to you." My mother said. I nodded and walked outside, wanting to be alone. Mark came out a few minutes later and sat down with me.
"You know, the more you mope around, the more I wanna go up there and kick your old man's ass." Mark said. This made me laugh for some reason, though I had no idea why. "Well, at least your laughing." He commented. "Sometimes I wish I could go out there and kick his ass." I said. "I could help you out with that. We could tag team and beat his ass together." Mark said. I started laughing harder at the thought of the two of us beating my father up. "Maybe someday I'll go out and see him again and try to talk to him." I said. "Babe, whenever you're ready, I'll go with you." He said. "Thanks, Mark. You know, when I first met you, I thought you were this high and mighty prick who loved to push people around." I said. "Oh really? And how do you know I'm not?" He asked, while smirking at me. "Because, you wouldn't have gave a damn about what my father did to me." I replied. He nodded and put his arm around me. "Busted." He said, laughing.
"Does the Undertaker love anyone?" I asked. "Well, yeah. He's got his eye on this beautiful woman named Angel." Mark said. "Oh? Well, tell him Angel's not interested." I replied. "Taker gets what he wants. You remember that." Mark said. "Oh, so he's the high and mighty prick." I teased. "Hey, I resent that." Mark said, a pained expression on his face. "Oh hush. I'm just kidding. I love you and Angel loves Taker, so there." I said. "Much better. Definitely much better." He said.
"You know, I talked to Vince before we left and he was asking about you. He mentioned your brothers and said something about a story line revealing you as the Hardy sister." Mark said. "That'd be cool. But how's he going to do that?" I asked. "Well, he thought maybe you'd get into it with Lita one day and Matt would obviously come to her defense, having no idea who you are. Then Jeff would get into it and knowing that they're your brothers, you'd take out this old photo album and start showing pictures of them when they were babies, which would piss them off a little and of course they'd figure out who you are." Mark explained. "I like it. I'd give anything to embarrass my brothers on national television." I said, laughing "Great, they already agreed to do it. We've gotta get some of the pictures from your mother before we leave." Mark said. "Consider it done." I replied.
We went back inside and told my mother what we needed the pictures for. She agreed, thinking it was a wonderful idea. For the next for hours, we all sat around looking at old photo albums. Mark and Glenn chose the pictures, since they knew Vince's taste better than we did. "This should be a hoot." Matt said, laughing. "Yeah, wait till all those fans see us in diapers." Jeff added. "Guys, guess what I've got." Mark said, holding a picture up. "Hell no. Give me that, man. You ain't putting that up there." Matt said. "I think it's perfect." Glenn commented. "What is it?" Sandra asked. "It's Matt and Jeff in the bathtub." I said. "Oh, they were so cute back then." Sandra commented. "We're still cute, Mom." Matt said. "No, Matthew, the word is handsome." She corrected him. "Listen to your mother, Matthew." Mark chided. "Oh shut up." Matt said, tossing a stack of pictures at him.
"The bath pictures comes with." Mark said. "Man, the guys are totally gonna bust on us when they see this shit." Jeff mumbled. "Watch your mouth." Sandra said. "Sorry, Mom." Jeff replied. "So, what else have we got?" Glenn asked, shuffling through the pictures that were scattered on the table. "How about this one?" Matt asked, holding one up. "Give me that." I said, snatching it from him. "What's that one?" Sandra asked. "It's the first time Liz ever ate cake. Do you remember that, Mom?" Matt asked. "Of course I do. She decided to wear it, instead of eating it." Sandra said. "Let me see that." Mark said, snatching it from me. "Oh brother." I said, putting my head down to hide my embarrassment. "How cute." Glenn commented. "I'll show you cute." I said, shaking my fist at him.
"We'll use this one too." Mark said. "No." I cried, grabbing it from him. "I'm kidding. These are supposed to be pictures of Matt and Jeff anyway." He replied. I shoved the picture in my pocket to make sure no one got a hold of it. "Okay, here's one." Jeff said. "This one is the three of us. It's the last day we were together before Dad left with us." Matt said, handing the picture to Mark. He looked it over and smiled. "This is nice." He commented. "Yeah, I remember what a mess Liz was though. She was only ten. I found her sitting in her room crying. She never came out that night. In the morning, we were gone before she got up, so we never got the chance to say goodbye." Matt said.
All of sudden, I started crying. I don't know why, but I just started bawling my eyes out. "I didn't mean to get you upset, sis. I was just kind of remembering." Matt said. "Damn pictures." I grumbled, getting up from the table. "Come on. Memories are good. Besides, we're all together again now." Jeff said. "Yeah, and there ain't nothing that'll separate us now." Matt added. I stopped crying and sat back down. "Okay, where the hell were we?" I asked. "Watch your mouth." Sandra said. "Sorry, Mom." I said, as I started shuffling through more pictures. "Here's one of Matt and Jeff playing in Dad's office. Look at the look on Jeff's face. Dad walked in and caught them." I said. "Busted." Glenn said, laughing. "Yeah, I thought Dad was gonna kill us. No one was allowed in his office." Jeff said. "What were you doing in there?" Sandra asked. "We went in there to look at Dad's autographed baseball." Matt replied. "We can use this one too." Mark said.
Finally, we had about twenty photographs, which was more than enough to use for the segment. "Now that we're done, why don't we go out for a while?" Matt suggested. "Yeah, I could use a night out." Jeff said. "Sounds good to me." Glenn replied. "Sure, us too." I said, putting my arm around Mark. "You know, I haven't said anything until now, but does my daughter realize how old you are?" Sandra asked. "Yes, mother. I know how old Mark is." I said. "Okay, I was just making sure. I mean, he's twice your age." She commented. "And I love him more than life itself." I replied. "Don't worry, Sandra. I would never do anything to hurt your daughter." Mark said.
"Okay, let's get out of here." Matt said. "See you later, Mom." He said, giving her a hug. "Bye, Mom." Jeff said, hugging her. "See you, Mom." I said, giving her a hug and a kiss. "Bye, kids'. Don't be out too late." She called. "Mom, I'm with my forty year old boyfriend who can literally kick ass and his thirty four year old brother who is just as tough. You don't have to worry about me." I said. "Watch your mouth." She shouted. "Sorry, Mom." I said, as we walked down the street.
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: Lacy Lynn Hardy, Matt and Jeff Hardy, Mark Callaway
Other characters: Glenn Jacobs, Amy Dumas, and others.
Brief Description: Lacy Lynn's mother and father get a divorce and she's separated from her brothers. What happens when she meets up with them several years later?
When we arrived in Texas, Mark and Glenn grabbed my bags, while Matt and Jeff went to get us a cab. The ride to the ranch was the quiet too. When we got there, I went inside and made myself comfortable on Mark's couch. Then I started to cry again. Mark dropped the bags and walked over to me. He pulled me into his arms and held me until I cried myself to sleep. "Man, I'd really like to give that man a piece of my mind." Mark grunted. "I'm sorry, Mark. I didn't think he'd do something like that." Matt said. "It's not your fault that he's an asshole." Mark stated. He picked Liz up and carried her to his bedroom. Then he laid her down and left the room so that she could sleep.
We spent one week in Texas and then we flew to North Carolina to see our mother. When we got to her house, we all walked in together, wondering if she would act the same as our father had, but the minute she saw Jeff and Matt, she hugged them and told them how much she missed them. "How did you three meet up?" She asked. "Well, we're all wrestlers, Mom." Matt said. "That's wonderful. I'm so happy to see my boys' again." She replied. "How's your father?" She asked. Matt and Jeff told her about what happened and she got angry. "That's not very nice. Sweetheart, I'm sorry that he treated you like that. He was wrong for being so mean to you." My mother said. I nodded and walked outside, wanting to be alone. Mark came out a few minutes later and sat down with me.
"You know, the more you mope around, the more I wanna go up there and kick your old man's ass." Mark said. This made me laugh for some reason, though I had no idea why. "Well, at least your laughing." He commented. "Sometimes I wish I could go out there and kick his ass." I said. "I could help you out with that. We could tag team and beat his ass together." Mark said. I started laughing harder at the thought of the two of us beating my father up. "Maybe someday I'll go out and see him again and try to talk to him." I said. "Babe, whenever you're ready, I'll go with you." He said. "Thanks, Mark. You know, when I first met you, I thought you were this high and mighty prick who loved to push people around." I said. "Oh really? And how do you know I'm not?" He asked, while smirking at me. "Because, you wouldn't have gave a damn about what my father did to me." I replied. He nodded and put his arm around me. "Busted." He said, laughing.
"Does the Undertaker love anyone?" I asked. "Well, yeah. He's got his eye on this beautiful woman named Angel." Mark said. "Oh? Well, tell him Angel's not interested." I replied. "Taker gets what he wants. You remember that." Mark said. "Oh, so he's the high and mighty prick." I teased. "Hey, I resent that." Mark said, a pained expression on his face. "Oh hush. I'm just kidding. I love you and Angel loves Taker, so there." I said. "Much better. Definitely much better." He said.
"You know, I talked to Vince before we left and he was asking about you. He mentioned your brothers and said something about a story line revealing you as the Hardy sister." Mark said. "That'd be cool. But how's he going to do that?" I asked. "Well, he thought maybe you'd get into it with Lita one day and Matt would obviously come to her defense, having no idea who you are. Then Jeff would get into it and knowing that they're your brothers, you'd take out this old photo album and start showing pictures of them when they were babies, which would piss them off a little and of course they'd figure out who you are." Mark explained. "I like it. I'd give anything to embarrass my brothers on national television." I said, laughing "Great, they already agreed to do it. We've gotta get some of the pictures from your mother before we leave." Mark said. "Consider it done." I replied.
We went back inside and told my mother what we needed the pictures for. She agreed, thinking it was a wonderful idea. For the next for hours, we all sat around looking at old photo albums. Mark and Glenn chose the pictures, since they knew Vince's taste better than we did. "This should be a hoot." Matt said, laughing. "Yeah, wait till all those fans see us in diapers." Jeff added. "Guys, guess what I've got." Mark said, holding a picture up. "Hell no. Give me that, man. You ain't putting that up there." Matt said. "I think it's perfect." Glenn commented. "What is it?" Sandra asked. "It's Matt and Jeff in the bathtub." I said. "Oh, they were so cute back then." Sandra commented. "We're still cute, Mom." Matt said. "No, Matthew, the word is handsome." She corrected him. "Listen to your mother, Matthew." Mark chided. "Oh shut up." Matt said, tossing a stack of pictures at him.
"The bath pictures comes with." Mark said. "Man, the guys are totally gonna bust on us when they see this shit." Jeff mumbled. "Watch your mouth." Sandra said. "Sorry, Mom." Jeff replied. "So, what else have we got?" Glenn asked, shuffling through the pictures that were scattered on the table. "How about this one?" Matt asked, holding one up. "Give me that." I said, snatching it from him. "What's that one?" Sandra asked. "It's the first time Liz ever ate cake. Do you remember that, Mom?" Matt asked. "Of course I do. She decided to wear it, instead of eating it." Sandra said. "Let me see that." Mark said, snatching it from me. "Oh brother." I said, putting my head down to hide my embarrassment. "How cute." Glenn commented. "I'll show you cute." I said, shaking my fist at him.
"We'll use this one too." Mark said. "No." I cried, grabbing it from him. "I'm kidding. These are supposed to be pictures of Matt and Jeff anyway." He replied. I shoved the picture in my pocket to make sure no one got a hold of it. "Okay, here's one." Jeff said. "This one is the three of us. It's the last day we were together before Dad left with us." Matt said, handing the picture to Mark. He looked it over and smiled. "This is nice." He commented. "Yeah, I remember what a mess Liz was though. She was only ten. I found her sitting in her room crying. She never came out that night. In the morning, we were gone before she got up, so we never got the chance to say goodbye." Matt said.
All of sudden, I started crying. I don't know why, but I just started bawling my eyes out. "I didn't mean to get you upset, sis. I was just kind of remembering." Matt said. "Damn pictures." I grumbled, getting up from the table. "Come on. Memories are good. Besides, we're all together again now." Jeff said. "Yeah, and there ain't nothing that'll separate us now." Matt added. I stopped crying and sat back down. "Okay, where the hell were we?" I asked. "Watch your mouth." Sandra said. "Sorry, Mom." I said, as I started shuffling through more pictures. "Here's one of Matt and Jeff playing in Dad's office. Look at the look on Jeff's face. Dad walked in and caught them." I said. "Busted." Glenn said, laughing. "Yeah, I thought Dad was gonna kill us. No one was allowed in his office." Jeff said. "What were you doing in there?" Sandra asked. "We went in there to look at Dad's autographed baseball." Matt replied. "We can use this one too." Mark said.
Finally, we had about twenty photographs, which was more than enough to use for the segment. "Now that we're done, why don't we go out for a while?" Matt suggested. "Yeah, I could use a night out." Jeff said. "Sounds good to me." Glenn replied. "Sure, us too." I said, putting my arm around Mark. "You know, I haven't said anything until now, but does my daughter realize how old you are?" Sandra asked. "Yes, mother. I know how old Mark is." I said. "Okay, I was just making sure. I mean, he's twice your age." She commented. "And I love him more than life itself." I replied. "Don't worry, Sandra. I would never do anything to hurt your daughter." Mark said.
"Okay, let's get out of here." Matt said. "See you later, Mom." He said, giving her a hug. "Bye, Mom." Jeff said, hugging her. "See you, Mom." I said, giving her a hug and a kiss. "Bye, kids'. Don't be out too late." She called. "Mom, I'm with my forty year old boyfriend who can literally kick ass and his thirty four year old brother who is just as tough. You don't have to worry about me." I said. "Watch your mouth." She shouted. "Sorry, Mom." I said, as we walked down the street.