Title: I'm Real
Summary: Set in present times the WWF superstars are 16 years old and are going to a private school in New York City, New York
. The School is Wrestle Academy.
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"Baby are you…alright?" Molly took one look into her boyfriend, Shane "Hurricane" Helms, face and knew the truth. Krystal was dead and her brother was in deep pain. Wrapping her pale arms around him in comfort she was surprised when he shoved her backwards. His gaze was trained on Matt. Matt was with Lita his head on her lap he'd let himself slip into a fitfull sleep.
"Get up…" Hurricane whispered leaving Molly's side. He was seething with an unreprihandable rage. That rage dwelled in that hollow place where his sister's love had been. She was gone she'd never see the sunset or walk the school campus again but Jeff had lived. Hurricane stalked towards the eldest Hardy. He couldn't stop didn't want to stop. Lita looked up at him and offered a sympethetic gaze. He sneered and yanked Matt upright from his position.
"I SAID GET THE FUCK UP!" Matt jolted awake and shoved Hurricane off him. The heat between the two seemed to escalde. The growth of the heat made them turn to hate. Matt looked down a bit bewildered at Hurricane.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Matt shouted unaware of the death of the other passenger of Jeff's car. Hurricane circled around him. Matt groaned from the impact of Hurricane's spine buster. They weren't in a wrestling ring and Matt's body didn't bounce on the mat it bounced off of cold lenolium floor. Lita knelt down beside Matt frantically checking on him. She turned an angered glance at hurricane.
"This is how you treat the brother of the same guy who tried to save your sister!?" Matt struggled to stand up.
Molly grabbed Hurricane's arm in an attempt to hold him back. It worked but she wondered for how long. "That same GUY is the reason why she's DEAD!!"
"It isn't Jeff's fault now back off!" Shane came up beside Matt. "It's just like you little low class freaks… talking shit just because you think you deserve sympathy. Maybe you and your little Canadian friends should get out!"
"Shane that's not fair!" Stephanie ran her thumb over Chris "Jericho" Irvine's knuckles to keep him calm. Chris was shaking with anger and soon were Edge and Christian.
"Oh stop being so biased!" Shane's voice took on a sharp tone causing Stephanie to wince.
"Don't talk to her like that she's not dog unlike you." Chris stepped up to Shane his voice ringing loudly in Molly's ears.
"You little shits move in try to take our territory!" Stacey pushed herself in between Edge and Shane as they launched in to a harsh argument. She didn't even recall how all this had happened. One minute she was safe with Edge at the dance and the next one of her close friends was in a hospital, a girl whom she loathed was dead, and her friends were fighting. Trish had managed to pull Christian away from the scene but that didn't stop the look in his eyes.
"You think just because you have money and because you're friends with someone who has money you can walk all over people Just like JEFF DID TO MY SISTER!" Hurricane lunged at Shane knocking him to the floor. Matt threw a punch at Chris who threw one right back at him. Stacey and Trish fought to keep their boyfriends from going completely postal and joining in on the pointless fight.
"STOP IT!" Molly yelled. Stephanie and Lita stood in awe of what had erupted. All three girls looked at each other and came to a silent agreement. They cautiously moved into the fight scene. In the distance you could hear someone calling security.
"Hurricane c'mon stop...please" She eased her way in between the two. Shane continued to fight back and Molly didn't know what hit her or who. She cried out in pain. Someone's fist had connected with her gut. Hard. Hurricane stopped and shane a millisecond later. The others continued to attack each other.
"Lita get out of this now!" Matt grit his teeth and cringed at the taste of blood. His lower lip had been busted. Stephanie was on the other side of her calming Chris down.
"Chris I know you're angry but this isn't the time to vent….Someone is.." She was cut off harshly by her own boyfriend.
"Stephanie quit the babbling and shut up!" He yelled at her only she didn't see the remorseful look in his eyes after he closed his mouth. His words cut through her like a sharp blade. Her eyes began to sting and threatened her with tears. "Steph.. I.."
"You know what I'll take your advice and shut up." She looked at him one last time and threw a sympathetic look at her friend Matt. "You have my prayers." She spun on her heel only to see Molly crumpled on the floor. "Look what you've done!" She yelled at her brother and hurricane. "You both claim to care for her and yet you do this.
"Lita where are you going?" Lita looked at Matt he'd just have to understand her reasoning. "Tell Jeff I'm sorry I won't be here when he wakes up. But my friends are hurt both emotionally and physically I think I'll help them get home."
"C'mon Molly…" Lita and Stephanie helped the blonde up off the floor. Molly's blonde hair damp from perspiration caused by the sudden stress of the night. "Are you coming?" They asked Trish and Stacey who nodded and turned away from their guys. Stephanie pulled out her cell and dialed 411 to get a cab service. The girls ignored the security who rushed passed them.
*Next morning*
Molly lay on her bed her eyes closed. The morning sun shined brightly over her eyelids. She grimaced and a sharp pang from her stomach told her not to do it again. The ice pak now turned to water was still in a heap over the bruise. She mentally winced at the thought of the previous night. The way everyone had acted was irrational. She pulled her cell phone from her nightstand and checked it. Hurricane had called about seven times and so had Shane. Even though the confusing events had passed she still felt the impact.. Someone had died. She let a deep breath out and prayed. She prayed for herself and her friends. Hurricane and his family. And Matt and Jeff's family. They were all flying in that day. The funeral was on Sunday. She prayed for Krystal. That her soul eternally rest in peace. She breathed an 'Amen' and slowly sat up.
"Smile it's Saturday." She looked in the mirror at her dishelved appearance. Her blonde hair was matted and unconditioned. She couldn't even muster a smile for god. She needed a change. A light. And she didn't need Hurricane or her friends to do it for her. She needed to do it herself. She looked down at her m&m pjs and smiled. Slipping on her slip-on sneakers she grabbed a light jacket and her wallet she rushed out the door not caring who saw her. She raced down the street a jabbing pain in her stomache all the way.
She walked into the corner store and parused the shelves. She combed through a row of boxes and smiled when she found what she was looking for. Molly headed to the counter and set the box down on the counter. The clerk, a tall man with google glasses, smiled winningly at her. She raised her eyebrow. He was flirting with her. She leaned on the counter and waited for him to ring up her stuff looking boerd out of her mind.
"Hey baby you got a number?" She looked at him with an amused smile on her face. "I'd just love to push those buttons."
"Is that the best you can do?" She rolled her eyes and slammed the money down on the counter and grabbing her product. She walked out of the door with her head high. Walking back up to her room she was surprised no one was up yet. She grabbed a towel from her room and walked to the bathroom shutting the door. The shower clicked on and she began the long process of her changing.
"Flight 223 unloading." A lax,lazy voice reported over the intercom in the airport. Matt Hardy stood in a pair of sweats. He glanced around the entrance way. His parents were just getting off the plane. He rubbed his sweaty palms together. What would they say? Would they be disappointed that he didn't protect his brother like he was supposed to? He shook his head and let the thoughts slip from him. They wouldn't be disappointed. He was sure of it. Bracing himself he saw his parents searching through the airport for him.
A.N.: I do not know their mother's name all I know is that their father's name is Gilbert.
"Mom…Dad?" Matt sauntered over to them. They stood there for a moment collecting time and space. His mother looked like she'd been through hell and back. And his father…Matt couldn't look him in the eye. Maybe they weren't mad at him but he was just as angry with himself. His eyes had been downcast the entire time. Time sped up again and his mother reached for him. Wrapping his arms around her she smiled through her tears.
"My boy…" A wetness seeped through his sweatshirt and onto his shoulder. His arms went around her and she began to sob. He became aware of his dad's arms around them both. In a way he felt like a child who needed his parents no matter the distance between them. When they all let go he reached for their bags and walked to the car. Shane was in the back seat and hopped out to open the trunk. Matt exchanged looks with his friend and Shane just nodded his head. What would Matt do to him if he found out that it was he, his best friend next to Jeff, had sabatoged his brother's car. An anger swelled within Shane he hadn't ment it to be Jeff's car. It was supposed to be the one behind it. It was supposed to be Hurricane's.
"Shane ya coming?" Matt asked as Shane shut the trunk and banged his hand on the window. He nodded and got into the car. Matt wondered just what was eating Shane. Besides the fact that Jeff was in the hospital and still hadn't woken up yet, his friend still seemed preoccupied with a fit of rage. The ride to the boarding rooms was a long and silent one. The radio was turned off and though the sun shined brightly not a smile broke in the car. They arrived at the Boarding house which was a block or two down from the girls boarding house. Matt opened the car door for his mother and Shane helped with the bags. He led them to the top floor where the guest area was. The place was used for situations like theirs. When he set their stuff down he turned and gazed upon his parents.
"So umm do you want to see him?" Matt asked and before they could answer his cell phone went off. He held up a hand when he saw that the number was the hospitals number. He pushed the on button. "Hello?"
"Mr. Matt Hardy?" The overly cheery voice caused him to grimace. He ran his hands through his hair.
"This is him." He listened carefully as the voice hesitated.
"Your brother Jeff Hardy has woken up. He doesn't remember what happened or who he is. He doesn't remember you." Matt's eyes widened and his jaw dropped from shock. "He's been showing some rather rude behavior to the staff here. We are requesting that you come and retrieve him immediately."
"But what about his injuries?" Matt's mind was in a jumble his brother didn't remember who he was? He didn't remember his own brother.
"His head injury seems to be fine, his ribs are healing and as for the rest of him maybe you should come take a look." The nurse said rather impatiently.
"Yeah I mean yes I'll be there in just… give me 20 minutes." Matt clicked off the phone. He let it stay in hand hand for a minute before throwing it against the wall. "DAMN IT!"
"Matt… Dear whats wrong?" Matt looked at his parents. "Jeff has amnesia… and he's acting uncharacteristically. The doctors are demanding that we take him back into our custody."
"Oh God.." Matt's mother's had went to her lips. Tears formed in her eyes and she began to sob. Matt's own heart dropped to his feet. He felt a hand on his shoulder.
"It's alright man.." Shane clapped his dark haired friend on the back. "We'll get those low life's their little bitch did this to him you hear me. He might not be able to finish school because of her. We'll get them don't worry." Matt nodded and choked back a sob. A small knock on the door silenced the room. It reminded Matt of the ride home. Lita poked her head in the door.
"Matt….I've been looking all over for you. Have you checked the news?" Lita looked at her boyfriend. She'd forgiven him for the previous night. But she still couldn't understand why he had to take on the violent form. Her red hair was in braids. No doubt the boarding Mistress Jackie had did it for her. She looked at the emotions eneminating from the room. She still had no idea what was up. Shane who'd been like another son to the Hardy family stood head in hands.
"Umm it's about Jeff and the accident." He gave her a look full of love only for her and she finally stepped in the room nodding politely to the Hardy parents. She flipped on Matt's tv and turned it to the correct channel.
'The investegators say that the breaklines were cut out. They also have discovered that the engine had been broken into. When starting the car up it immediately blew the front half to pieces. The two passengers of the vehicle on their way to the hospital to deal with a possible alcohol poisoning have taken on many injuries. The girl Krystal Helms sister of Shane Helms is dead. The driver Jeffery Nero Hardy brother of Mattew Moore Hardy is is the hospital suffering from broken ribs and head injury. Both these young people were students of Wrestle Academy. This is News anchor John Made with Channel 12 news'
"Someone sabotaged the car." Matt whispered and gripped Lita's hand tightly. She sqeezed back comforting him. But that comfort didn't last long. "Someone was trying to kill my brother…"
"Why?" Matt's mother asked looking at the trio of teens. She collapsed on the floor in a dead faint whispering. "Why?"
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Summary: Set in present times the WWF superstars are 16 years old and are going to a private school in New York City, New York
. The School is Wrestle Academy.
A.n.: HEY! I hope my readers are rockin out kickin ass! 60 reviews!!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!! *does happy dance with ronda as Keena plays the kazoo to the tune ok Break the Walls*THANKS GUYS I REALLY APPRECIATE IT!!!!! As you know this chapter is the beginning of "THE ROAD TO HOME COMING!" LOL I really hope you enjoy these chapters!
"Baby are you…alright?" Molly took one look into her boyfriend, Shane "Hurricane" Helms, face and knew the truth. Krystal was dead and her brother was in deep pain. Wrapping her pale arms around him in comfort she was surprised when he shoved her backwards. His gaze was trained on Matt. Matt was with Lita his head on her lap he'd let himself slip into a fitfull sleep.
"Get up…" Hurricane whispered leaving Molly's side. He was seething with an unreprihandable rage. That rage dwelled in that hollow place where his sister's love had been. She was gone she'd never see the sunset or walk the school campus again but Jeff had lived. Hurricane stalked towards the eldest Hardy. He couldn't stop didn't want to stop. Lita looked up at him and offered a sympethetic gaze. He sneered and yanked Matt upright from his position.
"I SAID GET THE FUCK UP!" Matt jolted awake and shoved Hurricane off him. The heat between the two seemed to escalde. The growth of the heat made them turn to hate. Matt looked down a bit bewildered at Hurricane.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Matt shouted unaware of the death of the other passenger of Jeff's car. Hurricane circled around him. Matt groaned from the impact of Hurricane's spine buster. They weren't in a wrestling ring and Matt's body didn't bounce on the mat it bounced off of cold lenolium floor. Lita knelt down beside Matt frantically checking on him. She turned an angered glance at hurricane.
"This is how you treat the brother of the same guy who tried to save your sister!?" Matt struggled to stand up.
Molly grabbed Hurricane's arm in an attempt to hold him back. It worked but she wondered for how long. "That same GUY is the reason why she's DEAD!!"
"It isn't Jeff's fault now back off!" Shane came up beside Matt. "It's just like you little low class freaks… talking shit just because you think you deserve sympathy. Maybe you and your little Canadian friends should get out!"
"Shane that's not fair!" Stephanie ran her thumb over Chris "Jericho" Irvine's knuckles to keep him calm. Chris was shaking with anger and soon were Edge and Christian.
"Oh stop being so biased!" Shane's voice took on a sharp tone causing Stephanie to wince.
"Don't talk to her like that she's not dog unlike you." Chris stepped up to Shane his voice ringing loudly in Molly's ears.
"You little shits move in try to take our territory!" Stacey pushed herself in between Edge and Shane as they launched in to a harsh argument. She didn't even recall how all this had happened. One minute she was safe with Edge at the dance and the next one of her close friends was in a hospital, a girl whom she loathed was dead, and her friends were fighting. Trish had managed to pull Christian away from the scene but that didn't stop the look in his eyes.
"You think just because you have money and because you're friends with someone who has money you can walk all over people Just like JEFF DID TO MY SISTER!" Hurricane lunged at Shane knocking him to the floor. Matt threw a punch at Chris who threw one right back at him. Stacey and Trish fought to keep their boyfriends from going completely postal and joining in on the pointless fight.
"STOP IT!" Molly yelled. Stephanie and Lita stood in awe of what had erupted. All three girls looked at each other and came to a silent agreement. They cautiously moved into the fight scene. In the distance you could hear someone calling security.
"Hurricane c'mon stop...please" She eased her way in between the two. Shane continued to fight back and Molly didn't know what hit her or who. She cried out in pain. Someone's fist had connected with her gut. Hard. Hurricane stopped and shane a millisecond later. The others continued to attack each other.
"Lita get out of this now!" Matt grit his teeth and cringed at the taste of blood. His lower lip had been busted. Stephanie was on the other side of her calming Chris down.
"Chris I know you're angry but this isn't the time to vent….Someone is.." She was cut off harshly by her own boyfriend.
"Stephanie quit the babbling and shut up!" He yelled at her only she didn't see the remorseful look in his eyes after he closed his mouth. His words cut through her like a sharp blade. Her eyes began to sting and threatened her with tears. "Steph.. I.."
"You know what I'll take your advice and shut up." She looked at him one last time and threw a sympathetic look at her friend Matt. "You have my prayers." She spun on her heel only to see Molly crumpled on the floor. "Look what you've done!" She yelled at her brother and hurricane. "You both claim to care for her and yet you do this.
"Lita where are you going?" Lita looked at Matt he'd just have to understand her reasoning. "Tell Jeff I'm sorry I won't be here when he wakes up. But my friends are hurt both emotionally and physically I think I'll help them get home."
"C'mon Molly…" Lita and Stephanie helped the blonde up off the floor. Molly's blonde hair damp from perspiration caused by the sudden stress of the night. "Are you coming?" They asked Trish and Stacey who nodded and turned away from their guys. Stephanie pulled out her cell and dialed 411 to get a cab service. The girls ignored the security who rushed passed them.
*Next morning*
Molly lay on her bed her eyes closed. The morning sun shined brightly over her eyelids. She grimaced and a sharp pang from her stomach told her not to do it again. The ice pak now turned to water was still in a heap over the bruise. She mentally winced at the thought of the previous night. The way everyone had acted was irrational. She pulled her cell phone from her nightstand and checked it. Hurricane had called about seven times and so had Shane. Even though the confusing events had passed she still felt the impact.. Someone had died. She let a deep breath out and prayed. She prayed for herself and her friends. Hurricane and his family. And Matt and Jeff's family. They were all flying in that day. The funeral was on Sunday. She prayed for Krystal. That her soul eternally rest in peace. She breathed an 'Amen' and slowly sat up.
"Smile it's Saturday." She looked in the mirror at her dishelved appearance. Her blonde hair was matted and unconditioned. She couldn't even muster a smile for god. She needed a change. A light. And she didn't need Hurricane or her friends to do it for her. She needed to do it herself. She looked down at her m&m pjs and smiled. Slipping on her slip-on sneakers she grabbed a light jacket and her wallet she rushed out the door not caring who saw her. She raced down the street a jabbing pain in her stomache all the way.
She walked into the corner store and parused the shelves. She combed through a row of boxes and smiled when she found what she was looking for. Molly headed to the counter and set the box down on the counter. The clerk, a tall man with google glasses, smiled winningly at her. She raised her eyebrow. He was flirting with her. She leaned on the counter and waited for him to ring up her stuff looking boerd out of her mind.
"Hey baby you got a number?" She looked at him with an amused smile on her face. "I'd just love to push those buttons."
"Is that the best you can do?" She rolled her eyes and slammed the money down on the counter and grabbing her product. She walked out of the door with her head high. Walking back up to her room she was surprised no one was up yet. She grabbed a towel from her room and walked to the bathroom shutting the door. The shower clicked on and she began the long process of her changing.
"Flight 223 unloading." A lax,lazy voice reported over the intercom in the airport. Matt Hardy stood in a pair of sweats. He glanced around the entrance way. His parents were just getting off the plane. He rubbed his sweaty palms together. What would they say? Would they be disappointed that he didn't protect his brother like he was supposed to? He shook his head and let the thoughts slip from him. They wouldn't be disappointed. He was sure of it. Bracing himself he saw his parents searching through the airport for him.
A.N.: I do not know their mother's name all I know is that their father's name is Gilbert.
"Mom…Dad?" Matt sauntered over to them. They stood there for a moment collecting time and space. His mother looked like she'd been through hell and back. And his father…Matt couldn't look him in the eye. Maybe they weren't mad at him but he was just as angry with himself. His eyes had been downcast the entire time. Time sped up again and his mother reached for him. Wrapping his arms around her she smiled through her tears.
"My boy…" A wetness seeped through his sweatshirt and onto his shoulder. His arms went around her and she began to sob. He became aware of his dad's arms around them both. In a way he felt like a child who needed his parents no matter the distance between them. When they all let go he reached for their bags and walked to the car. Shane was in the back seat and hopped out to open the trunk. Matt exchanged looks with his friend and Shane just nodded his head. What would Matt do to him if he found out that it was he, his best friend next to Jeff, had sabatoged his brother's car. An anger swelled within Shane he hadn't ment it to be Jeff's car. It was supposed to be the one behind it. It was supposed to be Hurricane's.
"Shane ya coming?" Matt asked as Shane shut the trunk and banged his hand on the window. He nodded and got into the car. Matt wondered just what was eating Shane. Besides the fact that Jeff was in the hospital and still hadn't woken up yet, his friend still seemed preoccupied with a fit of rage. The ride to the boarding rooms was a long and silent one. The radio was turned off and though the sun shined brightly not a smile broke in the car. They arrived at the Boarding house which was a block or two down from the girls boarding house. Matt opened the car door for his mother and Shane helped with the bags. He led them to the top floor where the guest area was. The place was used for situations like theirs. When he set their stuff down he turned and gazed upon his parents.
"So umm do you want to see him?" Matt asked and before they could answer his cell phone went off. He held up a hand when he saw that the number was the hospitals number. He pushed the on button. "Hello?"
"Mr. Matt Hardy?" The overly cheery voice caused him to grimace. He ran his hands through his hair.
"This is him." He listened carefully as the voice hesitated.
"Your brother Jeff Hardy has woken up. He doesn't remember what happened or who he is. He doesn't remember you." Matt's eyes widened and his jaw dropped from shock. "He's been showing some rather rude behavior to the staff here. We are requesting that you come and retrieve him immediately."
"But what about his injuries?" Matt's mind was in a jumble his brother didn't remember who he was? He didn't remember his own brother.
"His head injury seems to be fine, his ribs are healing and as for the rest of him maybe you should come take a look." The nurse said rather impatiently.
"Yeah I mean yes I'll be there in just… give me 20 minutes." Matt clicked off the phone. He let it stay in hand hand for a minute before throwing it against the wall. "DAMN IT!"
"Matt… Dear whats wrong?" Matt looked at his parents. "Jeff has amnesia… and he's acting uncharacteristically. The doctors are demanding that we take him back into our custody."
"Oh God.." Matt's mother's had went to her lips. Tears formed in her eyes and she began to sob. Matt's own heart dropped to his feet. He felt a hand on his shoulder.
"It's alright man.." Shane clapped his dark haired friend on the back. "We'll get those low life's their little bitch did this to him you hear me. He might not be able to finish school because of her. We'll get them don't worry." Matt nodded and choked back a sob. A small knock on the door silenced the room. It reminded Matt of the ride home. Lita poked her head in the door.
"Matt….I've been looking all over for you. Have you checked the news?" Lita looked at her boyfriend. She'd forgiven him for the previous night. But she still couldn't understand why he had to take on the violent form. Her red hair was in braids. No doubt the boarding Mistress Jackie had did it for her. She looked at the emotions eneminating from the room. She still had no idea what was up. Shane who'd been like another son to the Hardy family stood head in hands.
"Umm it's about Jeff and the accident." He gave her a look full of love only for her and she finally stepped in the room nodding politely to the Hardy parents. She flipped on Matt's tv and turned it to the correct channel.
'The investegators say that the breaklines were cut out. They also have discovered that the engine had been broken into. When starting the car up it immediately blew the front half to pieces. The two passengers of the vehicle on their way to the hospital to deal with a possible alcohol poisoning have taken on many injuries. The girl Krystal Helms sister of Shane Helms is dead. The driver Jeffery Nero Hardy brother of Mattew Moore Hardy is is the hospital suffering from broken ribs and head injury. Both these young people were students of Wrestle Academy. This is News anchor John Made with Channel 12 news'
"Someone sabotaged the car." Matt whispered and gripped Lita's hand tightly. She sqeezed back comforting him. But that comfort didn't last long. "Someone was trying to kill my brother…"
"Why?" Matt's mother asked looking at the trio of teens. She collapsed on the floor in a dead faint whispering. "Why?"
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