*No More Rain*

Summary: Um.it was written when I was in ISS. I'm a bad girl. Anyways. It's a Hardy fic. Another good ole Hardy fic. I'm not sure if the title and the story will coexist, but we'll try it.

Chapter 1

Matt sat on his bed crying. He couldn't believe it; his baby brother was gone.forever. Out of their house, out of his life. It was true that Jeff was just only one state away in Tennesee, but like he could visit him. The doctors said he just couldn't do it by himself anymore. He couldn't live in a normal house anymore. He couldn't even have the one joy he'd always loved: wrestling. 'It's for the best' the doctors had told Matt. He didn't believe them. How could they tell Jeff Hardy what's best for him, when he didn't even know himself? Matt wipped furiously at the tears that stained his cheeks. Why Jeff? Why did it have to be his baby brother? Matt could only wonder. He stood up, unable to get all the tears off his cheeks. Everyone told him to sell the 4 story hous that he and his brother had shared for years, but Matt couldn't do it. He couldn't sell something that held so much memories. Oh, only if the walls could talk. Imagine the stories they would tell. No, Matt wasn't going to sell the house. He had every intention of doing what he knew Jeff would do. Burn it down. He'd gotten everything of significant importance: pictures, money that was laying on his dresser, childhood toys of his and Jeff, teenage things, early WWE memoirs. He'd already put these thing in a U-Haul and his car. Now all that remained was to get rid of the house.

A/n, confusing, I know. Why would Matt burn down his house. R/r and everything like that. Any ideas? Send them to Mandy_Baby_Boo@yahoo.com