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Summary: Jeff Hardy had made a successful comeback after years away from the WWE, and he should be on cloud nine but he finds himself lost with no direction. Can a person from his past come back and change him for the better or will he be lost forever?
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Authors Notes: I am in the planning stages for the second book in this series and while this one is no where near its end, I want to get an opinion of which love connection should be in the second book. So here are the two that I have come up with and I want you in any reviews given to let me know which one you think needs to be told first. We have Shane Helms ( Gregory) and Stacy Keibler and then we have Mickie James and Shawn Michaels. Your choice will help me in determining which one to tell next.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
"Mr. Hardy, you must be mistaken about that. I mean no disrespect but she was dating Beth back then and we weren't all that close. You must have me mixed up with her."
There was no way that Gil knew what he was talking about. Sure, Jeff had admitted not that long ago that in that entire period of time he had loved her and that he had made a lot of mistakes by not telling her, but surely his father wouldn't know about that now since Jeff hadn't been back home in awhile. He had to have her mistaken with Beth. That was the only rational explanation.
"First of all, around these parts the only Mr. Hardy was my long dead father so call me Gil. Secondly, I am not mistaken. I might be an old man but I remember what my son said as if he had whispered it in my ear right this minute. He was with Beth back then, but she was not the one that held his heart. You were."
As he spoke, Trish tried to bring her mind back to that time. Would he really had admitted his feelings to his father? Would he had told him what he had been so afraid to tell her? What troubled her most of all was that if he had been so sure of loving her back then, then she had run from him now for nothing. She had been running from ghosts and the past this entire time. Realization showed on her features and she heard Gil speak again.
"What is the real reason you are here Trish? What has my son done now that has caused you to come all of this way?"
She blushed again, feeling sick at the thought of why she had run in the first place and what she had learned just by being here for a brief moment in time.
"It wasn't him, it was me."
Gil didn't say a word and waited patiently as she worked out what was so obviously going through her mind. He wanted to give her all the time that he could because he knew from experience that when realizations hit, they needed time to become real.
"I have been so worried about him breaking my heart again, about him not loving me the way he says he does that when one thing happens that shouldn't have, I ran. I ran away from him and what he said he feels for me and it took me listening to you, really hearing you that made me realize that I did the one thing I said I would never do again. I didn't trust him."
Gil nodded his head and stood from the sofa then. He made his way in the direction of the kitchen and stopped, as if remembering something he had forgotten.
"You are welcome to stay here as long as you want. As a matter of fact Jeff's room is just up over those stairs. I am going to make us some lunch and we are going to talk about this some more. You can go upstairs until then and make yourself more comfortable."
She stood then and nodded her head, a smile playing on her face.
"Thank you Gil, for everything."
As she made her way to the stairs slowly, taking it easy on her ankle, she heard the man sigh as he made his way into the kitchen. It was what he said next that made Trish almost want to cry.
"Ruby, give me your strength now, because I need to make your youngest see just where he needs to be. He needs your love and your heart more then ever."
Let your heart lead you home.
His inner voice had been going mental since she had gone missing, coming up without a trace. He had wanted her to be at home so badly that he had gone there in search of her, finding nothing. There was nowhere else he could look for her and it was tearing his heart in half. He needed to see her, to hold her and to tell her that what had happened on Raw had meant nothing and would never mean anything.
His cell phone went off on vibrate in his pants and pulling the car to a stop on the side of the highway, he pulled it from his pocket. He saw the familiar number of his father and immediately smiled. That must have been what his inner voice had been trying to tell him. His father was going to call and want him to come home.
It had been weeks since he had had the chance to get back to his house and the life he was trying to build there. He knew the reasons behind it. He knew that the house was empty without her there to share it with him and he was going to live out of a bag until the day he finally got her to come back with him. HE hadn't told another soul about it, not even his brother but he remembered it now as he saw his fathers number.
Maybe it was time that he made a trip home and slept in his old bedroom. It would beat the suitcase he was living out of now and he would get to be one with the land again. Something he had been lacking in recent days.
"Whats up Daddy?" he said into the phone, watching all of the cars pass him in high speed. All racing to get home to the one they loved most likely.
"When are you planning on coming home son?" was all his father said in response.
"Soon Daddy. I know I haven't been back in awhile but its been busy on the road." As soon as he said it he knew what a lie it was. Matt always seemed to make it back to Cameron on a weekly basis and spend all of his time there, getting ready for the time when he would have to fly out again and take another beating. It was different for him though, and he didn't want to get into it over the phone.
"You left something here the last time you were here and I think you had better come home and get it right away. I don't think you are going to be able to get along in this life without it."
What had he left at his fathers? He was sure that everything that meant anything to him was with him on the road and that seeing as he hadn't been to his old house in over a few months, that his father must be mistaken.
"What are you talking about Daddy?"
"Just come home and get it."
He heard the click of the phone and slipped the cover back on his cell as well. He pulled back on the highway and saw the sign getting closer to him up ahead.
You are now Entering Cameron, North Carolina
His father wanted him to come home, just at a time when he was already thinking it was time he come back. At a time when he needed to bare his heart to his father and let the older man figure out just what he had to do next. Whatever happened though, he knew most of all he needed to find Trish and bring him home with her.
