Title: Love and other disasters

Chapter: 23th

Chapters name: The Sacrifice

Characters: Jeff HARDY, Trish STRATUS, Beth BRITT, Christian CAGE, Amy "Lita" DUMAS, Matt HARDY, Randy ORTON, Melina PEREZ, Torrie WILSON, Ashley MASSARO, Chris JERICHO and others.

Author: Adrea019

- You told her? - Matt asked his girlfriend

- Yeah - Amy responded

- How did she take it?

- I don't know, she didn't say anything, but she wasn't very excited if you know what I mean.

- Yeah, I'm sorry everything ended this way between them. My brother is worth more than Beth - Matt said as Amy moved away from him a bit angrily

- Well then maybe your brother shouldn't sleep with Beth? - she asked

- Come on Amy! It was a mistake. Everybody makes mistakes - Matt tried to defend his brother

- Oh so now a taken man can just go and sleep with another woman and it'll be normal?

- I'm not saying that. . .

- He broke her heart Matt! - Amy interrupted her boyfriend. - I know her for a long time, but she never acted the way she acts right now. Jeff changed her and believe me not into the good way. A few years ago she was always smiling, always joking, she was happy. Now I don't know her. Now everyday she acts like in her mother's burial. Hell, I can't forgive him for that, so how could she?

- Amy. . .

- No listen to me Matt! I know you're brothers and everything, but what he did was very wrong. She's destructed and you're telling me that the main victim in this story is Jeff?

- Enough! - Matt said loudly - I'm not saying anything, but he is my brother and that's why I want everything what's best for him. Beth isn't the best. If you're not fine that I'm taking care of my brother, then. . .

- Then what? - she cried out

- Then I'm not sure if you can understand me. - Matt said

- Matt! - Amy called as tears showed up in her eyes, but Matt was already gone.

He's a father now. He has a daughter.

God, she hated him. How could he break her heart? Her dreams?

She would have a baby now too, but it will never happen. . . Trish touched her stomach as tears streamed down her face. Why did this have to happen? What has she done so wrong that God hates her? Destiny hates her? Whoever controls people lifes, hates her?

It hurts so bad. She believed she forgot him already, but now she clearly felt, that she haven't. Will she ever be able to think about him without hate, without pain, without. . . love?

She hated him for what he has done, but especially she hated him, because she couldn't forget him. Because he turned her into such a fool, that even after he broke her heart, she can't forget him.

- I'm so stupid. - she whispered to herself.

Trish would give everything she had that she could forget him, but she didn't regret, that he was in her life. With him her life was full of pain, without him, her life meant nothing. . .

So, what's better? A life, when everyday you wake up thinking about how bad your life is. Feeling your heart riped to peaces, your dreams broken, your soul taken away from you and understand, that there's nothing you can do about it. When memories controls your life and you can't escape from them. When you're running, but you can't hide from him?

Or a life, when you can't answer the simple question - what or who do you live for? When you don't want to come back to your luxury, comfortable house after a hard day, because you're afraid to see the emptiness, which lives there with you? And everytime when you unmask and see your real face, when you see who do you really are - you want to put your mask again, because you don't like what you see. When you understand, that there will be almost noone, who will cry, when you'll die? And when you understand, that even your so called 'closest friends' doesn't know the real you?

Christian looked at his arms - they were shaking. His palms were sweaty, he was nervous.

Who does my daughter look like?

Christian smiled as he tried to imagine his daughters face. Maybe she was like him? Maybe she had cute light hair? Soon he faded the thought away. It wasn't helping him to concentrate. He wanted to see his daughter at least once.

The thought, that she's gonna think that Jeff's her father was killing him. He wanted to shout her all day long 'You're my daughter! Not his!', so she could remember it when she's gonna grew up. But he couldn't.

- God, help me. - he whispered to himself not so sure, if he deserved that help. . .

- She's pretty - Beth said as she took her daughter into her arms.

- She is. - Jeff responded. - How will we call her?

- I always liked the name Gloria. Glory. - She explained. - With this name, she would have a lot of luck. What do you think?

- I like it. - he nodded

- You know Jeff, it's everything I always dreamed about. - Beth said

- Yeah. - Something like that he was dreaming about too. But instead of Beth there was another woman. Instead of Beth should be her.

- I know you didn't expect this - she moved a little in a hospital bed. - But I want our daughter to have family. A real family.

- What do you mean?

- Jeff. . . I want you to marry me.

He sit shocked. To have child with her was one thing. To live with her was also something he could take. But marry her? Marry a woman, he doesn't love and will never be able to fall in love with, because his heart is already taken by someone else?

Wait, doesn't he want his daughter to have family, even if this means that he's gonna have to sacrifice his own life?

- Ok. . . - he responded slowly and quietly as she hugged him.