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It was six months down the line since the words were uttered well lets see where this crush leads us. The doctor had released me back to full duty. I was fully content on letting my crews do all of the work especially my WWE crew they were doing such a wonderful job. All I had to do is get the crews what they needed and they did the rest. I went to Cameron twice a week to pick up checks from clients then I paid my employees every other week. The WWE contract was enough to pay all of my crews together so all of the other money was for supply's and even then I was making a killer profit. I had contracts booked as far as two years out, because my company was considered the best in North Carolina. My company is at every wedding show in the tri state area. So I hire more crews as I need them, right now I have eight crews going to cover my contracts, and Jesse is training my ninth.
Jeff and I were getting along just awesome, we were like two peas in a pod. We both liked the same things music, art, and motocross. I had my own bike so now I was going to try and ride it on his track behind his house; of course I will leave the jumps to him. I have been helping Jeff write some songs and we have been working on some poems. We have been getting very close. I have been traveling with him, well because of my catering business, but to be with him also. He treats me like a queen, some thing that I have never ever experienced in my whole life. Every guy I have ever dated just did because I owned my own business. So they were losers who wouldn't keep jobs very long, they figured why have a job I would support them, and then came Robert, well we all know where that got me, it got me the wonderful man that I have in my life that I have right now, Jeff Hardy. Jeff insists that he pay for every thing for me. I keep telling him I don't need his money, I own my own business and I make an excellent living. He just tells me to put it in the bank for a rainy day. I almost feel guilty but Jeff still insists, he tells me all the time how much he loves me and he want to be there for me 100. That means financially also. We just live as one unit and I love it. I love going to the parties with him. I am still self conscience about all of my scares on my face and arm, but Jeff keeps telling me I am beautiful.
Then one day I was ready to go to the after show party, so I was dressed really sassy, Jeff and I walked to the curtain as we normally do and Jeff told me I was going out to the ring with him. I told him he was crazy look at my face I can't go in front of all these people. They will be looking at me all funny because of how hideous I look. They will not Baby Doll. Wait Jeff did you just call me Baby Doll? Yes I did don't you like it? No Jeff I love it. Now this ring thing, I need to keep the crowd cheering for you but the front row will see my face and I don't like that. Baby Doll you go to clubs with me now why can't you go ring side? Jeff ring side is TV there is a difference. Just then his music hit and he took me by the hand and took me out to the ring with him, and lifted me into the ring and I instinctively just stood in the middle of the ring and did the Hardy guns with my own little thing going on while Jeff hit each corner. Then he met me in the middle of the ring waiting for his opponent, with his arms around my shoulders to somewhat hide my face, because he seen that I had my hair covering most of my face. That was just one of the many times that I went to the ring with him. I even got rainbow colored hair extensions so Baby Doll and The Rainbow Warrior would match to a point. Jeff even helped me do my makeup so it would cover up my scars better. I was getting used to going ring side with my Rainbow, and I didn't care about my face any more. I even went with him and Matt to signings for their DVD Twist of Fate.