Rhiannon took a deep breath to steady her nerves as she knocked on the door of Imogen's hotel room. As the door opened to reveal Matt Hardy wearing nothing but a towel, she made sure to keep her expression neutral and her eyes fixed on his face. Rather than seeming embarrassed, a cheeky smile crossed his face as he leaned against the doorframe, blocking her view of the room.

"Well, Rhiannon, what a pleasant surprise." Matt asked, his southern drawl seeming more accented than usual and Rhian had to fight not to roll her eyes.

Who does this guy think he is? Brad Pitt?

"Do you always walk around in front of my niece half naked?" She asked, disapproval echoing in her voice and Matt's grin widened.

"No, Kiara's not actually here right now. But I hope you don't have a problem with me walking around half naked in front of your sister?"

"Only half?" She asked dryly with no hint of humour and he chuckled slightly in surprised approval; Rhiannon knew this was a game, she could see it in his eyes and she also knew that if she didn't give a little leeway she wouldn't get anywhere. When someone cleared their throat loudly somewhere behind Matt, he glanced back and rolled his eyes.

"So, what can I do for you Rhiannon?"

"I'd like to speak to my sister, if its not too much trouble." She requested coldly. There was no way she'd give Matt the satisfaction of thinking she was in any way impressed by him, even if he did have a body to die for.

"Well, I'll have to ask her first, we're a little busy right now..." He raised his eyebrows suggestively, looking slightly regretful, and she felt her temper stretch to breaking point.

"I'm sorry sweetie, I don't think I quite phrased that right..." She placed a finger to her lips, trying to find the right way to put it. "What I should have said was: I am going to speak to my sister. In fact, I'm going to come inside right now so that Imogen and I can have a little chat. I don't care what you two were doing or were about to do. This is important and I won't put it off any longer." She smiled at him sweetly and tilted her head to the side. "Is that somewhat clearer?"

"Let her in." Imogen called from inside the room and Matt's expression changed from apprehensive to suddenly relieved as he stepped back from the doorway to allow her in.

Imogen was sitting on the couch wearing a bathrobe, her long blonde hair slightly tousled and a feral look in her hazel eyes. Imogen waited until Matt had disappeared quietly into the bathroom before she addressed her sister.

"Make it quick Rhian, I don't have all day." Imogen said coldly, Rhiannon realised that she was trying to get the upper hand before things got heated and she smiled lazily.

"Don't worry dear. I'm not here to argue." She informed her sister mildly, but Imogen didn't fail to miss the dangerous tone in her softly spoken greeting and straightened to attention.

"What do you want?" Imogen had to admit that she was somewhat surprised when Rhiannon had turned up, especially after she had obviously shown her sister that she wanted nothing to do with her.

"I want to call a truce." Imogen's eyes widened slightly as Rhiannon continued. "We've been at each other's throats for years and I'm tired of it. It's time we both started acting like responsible adults and deal with the situation." She issued the challenge and Imogen laughed at the familiar tactic.

"You always knew how to goad me into agreeing with you." Rhiannon shrugged and sat down next to her sister.

"And you always knew how to piss me off, but I have to get over it." Imogen felt her temper rise and forced herself to push it down; now was not the time to get into that.

"So, how do you propose we start? Family therapy?" She asked sarcastically and Rhiannon's gaze once again turned cold as she glared at Imogen. "Alright, sorry, I just don't see how we can do this."

"Well, if you don't see where we went wrong, obviously I'm wasting my time here." Rhiannon told her sister quietly, before standing and making her way towards the door.

"Oh for god's sake Rhian, we both know that if you hadn't tried to undermine my authority with Kiara we wouldn't be in this mess." Imogen spat, tired of her sister's disdain of her. Rhiannon was always acting like she was superior to everyone around her and she was sick of it!

"Oh really? Had you ever thought that maybe if you had made more time for your daughter before this, she wouldn't resent you so much?" Rhiannon span around to face her sister, her eyes blazing with anger. "Or that if you hadn't been such a complete and utter slut before I left Ireland, that maybe I'd have some respect for you? Because what you just said is complete bullshit and you goddamn know it! Our problems started way before Kiara was even born..."

"Don't you dare bring that into it Rhiannon." Imogen warned, springing up to stand over her sister, so angry that she could hardly breathe. "We left that life behind, we both changed!"

"Yeah, you're damn right I changed! I let you bully me into giving up my dreams because you wanted the spotlight all to yourself, as always! Didn't you get enough attention from our parents? And what about all the boys lining up at your bedroom door," Matt, who was now dressed, heard Imogen scream out a curse and hurried out of the bathroom to see what was going on. Imogen was standing over Rhiannon, breathing heavily and staring in disbelief at her sister. Rhian on the other hand was glaring up at her elder sister with a spiteful expression. He was shocked to see her face scratched and bleeding. "Weren't they enough for you, Imogen? Even when you got knocked up by some guy; You didn't even know who he was, did you? Even then, our parents still loved you and cared for you. They weren't ashamed of you...never ashamed of you! But me? I always got punished for what she did. And you knew...but you never protected me...never helped me. Not once!" Rhiannon cried, her voice shaking with emotion. "I still have the scars, Imogen. They never went away, not like you said they would." She said sarcastically, but Matt's heart wrenched as he saw the pain written all over Rhiannon's face. He slowly looked to Imogen and was surprised to see the guilt and self-loathing in her dark eyes. He shut the bathroom door, just loud enough to get their attention and Imogen looked up at him in surprise. Taking a deep breath, she turned back to her sister who had also recovered somewhat with Matt's reappearance.

"I don't have to listen to this, Rhiannon..." Imogen whispered, blocking the horrible memories from her mind. Rhiannon just smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"You always took from me, Imogen. But I'm not going to let you do it anymore. Now, obviously you don't want to hear what I have to say, so there's no point in continuing this. I'll see you around." She nodded to Matt as she left the room. He stood staring in confusion at the door for a moment before looking to his girlfriend.

"What was that about Imogen?" He demanded but Imogen just stared at the closed door in shock.

"She didn't stop me." Imogen whispered, looking at her hands, eyes wide with horror.

"Imogen, what is going on? What scars is she talking about?" Matt started towards Imogen, concerned about her behaviour, but Imogen stepped back and turned away ashamed.

"Leave me alone Matt."

"But Imogen..."

"Just go. Don't speak to me anymore." Matt stared at his girlfriend for a few minutes, but when she didn't speak, he just grabbed his coat and walked out of the room.

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