Chapter 13: Goodnight

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AN: FOR ANYONE WHO IS UNFAMILIAR WITH JEFF HARDY, ITCHWEEED AND WILLOW ARE SOME OF HIS CHARACTER PERSONALITYS THAT COME OUT SOMETIMES, JUST A HEADS UP


But, everything felt the same. I had made Mick in charge, people backstage hated me more, fans respected me a little less. Of course they all loved Mick, how couldn't they love him. But, to everyone I had put away the biggest heel there was. The reason to rebel. The fans kept hating me, more, and more. I was pushed by Mick, given opportunities I shouldn't have been given. Hell, I was even given the World Heavyweight Championship, but it felt wrong. I didn't feel like a winner. I felt like scumb of the Earth.

What was I doing? An un-worthy female, having one of the most prestigious men's titles around my waist.

No one realized they hadn't bothered to thank me for my sacrifice.

I sat in my home with Finn. He was by my side through all of the hate. He had now heard the things they say. He sat on the floor, building a Lego Death Star.

"What they all say," he starts, "it doesn't affect you right?" He asks, turning away from his Lego masterpiece.

"It does but," I was cut off by high-pitched psychotic laughter," oh f*ck."

And there came that dreaded, fast, slightly southern accent. Itchweeed.

"Jeff, when I said you, Matt, and Finn could stay with me over this short break, I didn't expect Itchweeed to make a special appearance." I said turning to him. Matt followed down the stairs, he carried a white Stronger Than Death T-shirt.

"Oh hey Ash..." Matt carried out nervously.

"What the f*ck did you guys do?" I asked with a suspicious tone.

"Nothing!" Itchweeed replied quickly. I got off the couch and walked over, my arms crossed over my chest.

"I'll ask one more time. What did you guys do?" I asked, jaw clenched that they were lying so harshly to my face.

"We needed woman's underwear for a shot and we borrowed some!" Matt spilled fast.

"Borrowed would mean that you asked me Matt." I sighed.

"It was all my idea, plus, you're single." Itchweeed smiled.

"Just, just ask next time guys." I sighed, walking back over to the couch. Then I turned around.

"Wait what did you need them for?" I asked, eyeing them. Their eyes got wide and they ran out if the house.

"Those two are always stirring up trouble." Finn chuckled as he placed another block.

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