You're overreacting!

Incoming! It's a lamp! I duck away and miss the lamp's interception with my head.

Am I overreacting? You go off and fuck other ladies and I"M OVERREACTING!

Hmmm....how do I plan on getting out of this one? She couldn't possibly know about anything? Nothing concrete anyway. She is good at connecting the dots though. Think Hardy, think....you've gotten yourself out of worse jams before.

How 'bout instead of auto freaking out, you tell me why you think I'm fucking other ladies? I just walked in the door. Last week I was climbing a fucking mountain and participating on Madness. I come home and spend this whole week here. Devote the whole week to you and don't bring up the XWF for shit cause I know you don't like I switched wrestling federations. Then I go to the store and return home to find you going fucking nuts. What the fuck happened?

Godzilla. Godzilla statue smashed into my nuts. Hardy down.

Who the fuck is this?



My phone is instantly shoved in my face. On it is a picture of Pixie. Whoops! That's not good! Still it's not a naked picture.

That's my assistant Pixie. I don't even know her real name. She just keeps track of my appointments. I took that picture after the show last week. She's a friend and nothing else. Besides if I was really doing something behind your back with her, why would I have the picture of the girl on my phone?

Beth stares at me like she's computing what I said. Wheels turning. Is what I said believable or not?

C'mon Beth, you know me...I'm an idiot. I can't keep track of shit. Pixie's just a fail-safe so I don't fuck up. Remember you mentioned before how I should have someone keep track of my shit. Someone to make sure I don't fuck up too badly. I just don't want a repeat of what happened before. I gotta keep my head in the game and focused now that I'm finally working for a company that doesn't shackle me down creatively.

Beth sighs.

Why'd she have to be so pretty though?

Is she, I hadn't noticed.

I climb to my feet and walk over to Beth.

Ass. I know you're not blind. I know you can see she's hot. She's even a bit weird like you like with pink hair. Like that's a coincidence.

Maybe I noticed the hair. It's kinda hard not too. Still I didn't pick her for her looks. I hired her to keep track of appointments. Besides I barely see her other than at shows. We keep in touch via the phone. She just reminds me where I gotta be and when. Sometimes she deals with people when I run late. That's it.

Beth sighs again. This time it's a sigh of her accepting what I said.

Maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions and getting paranoid over nothing. It's probably derived from the anxiety that I get from you throwing yourself on the line all the time. Now you go and quit your job at TNA to what, join a federation known for extreme violence. With a deranged psychopath who's the owner. I read up on this Shane . He beheads people Jeff!. He literally beheads the employees who displease him! How can you say you feel more creatively free to express yourself under the employment of that nutcase?

Shane's cool. I don't intend to cross the guy or piss him off so everything should be fine. Besides even though Shane 's the owner I work on Madness. I don't participate on Shane's show. I report to Paul Heyman and wrestle on Madness. That's where I intend on staying too. So there shouldn't be an issue.

Paul Heyman? That guy's still pretty nuts.

Paul's the shit. He's a great boss. Let's me do whatever I want. I haven't had that freedom anywhere I wrestled. Well, except for back in the day when I was a kid wrestling in backyards and carnivals. I know it sounds crazy but this feels like a fresh start for me. I've never felt so free or alive career wise. Big things are gonna happen. I'm gonna show everyone I can be bigger and better than they ever thought was possible.

Well you know how I feel about this place and who runs it. You know I don't like you risking your life at all. Being employed in the XWF....the chances of you getting injured, crippled or worse, is far greater.

I'm Jeff Hardy though. You forgot that factor. That factor alone evens the odds. This place is where I wanna be so you gotta back me up on this.

I'll always back you up. I still won't like it though. Speaking of that fucked up place, don't you have to wrestle tomorrow on Madness.

Yeah, I'm facing Craig Davis. Some punk ass who doesn't know the etiquette of a contract signing. Busted that shit up and attacked me. I like him already.

You're crazy, you know that?

I am.....it's been evident for years. I just try and embrace the insanity though, it helps me keep the edge of being X-treme.

Beth laughed and now I was certain everything was 100% back to normal.

Well maybe I'll accompany you to the show. All these years I never got to meet Paul Heyman. You know him and you worked with him or at least interacted him briefly in the WWE. Maybe I'll feel more secure about your employment within the XWF if I got to meet Paul.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

Sure thing sweetie. That'll be great. Hey, y'know what....I think I'll get my things together now. Save time.

Not sure what "things" I had to get together for the match but at least she seemed to buy the excuse and I could escape her vicinity.

Ok I'll start on dinner then. I'm actually really exited, I haven't seen you perform live in a long time. This will be great!

Yeah...it's awesome.

I walk towards the bedroom and as I do this I quickly text Paul.

Gonna have the wife with me.

Paul responds immediately with something that starts to make me uneasy.

Your wife? Interesting. Does this mean Pixie has the night off? LOL!!

I reply back.

Very funny. Just don't say anything stupid to my wife.

I would have to let Pixie know that my wife was gonna be joining me too and that just felt awkward to say the least. A conversation I would probably put off till the last minute. For now it was time to pack.






Craig Davis. The man who earned the right to face me on Monday Night Madness. The man who gained the right to step in the ring with me and attempt to remove this title from around my waist. The kid has heart, the kid has determination and enough balls to attack me during a contract signing. I should be pissed off. I should be fucking annoyed. I'm not though cause I just know the poor bastard is trying to make a name for himself. Too bad he chose to go about it the way he did. Now I gotta knock him down a peg and show him he stepped up to the wrong man.

Knocking him down a peg will land him where? Lower than being a punk ass bottom feeder. Lower than a new arrival that just started out. How do you go lower than the ground level of employment here? Still it's gotta be done. It's the only way he'll learn. See I'm trying to prove something here as well. That the Jeff Hardy everyone grew accustomed to is no more. In order to do that, little shit heads that try to make a name for themselves need to know I'm not the place to start that endeavor. So I'm gonna have to destroy Craig in the ring and teach him a bit of in ring etiquette. Show him that Madness is Jeff Hardy's house and you step up to the owner of the house with respect or you get your head smashed in. I'm sure once I show this example enough people will understand. Jeff Hardy means business.

That's right the European title found it's rightful place around my waist. Despite how it got there...it's where it belongs. No one is going to take it away, simply because there is no competition. You all bitch and whine that I infiltrated the XWF. Yet here I am, one of your champs. Here I'll remain as one of your champs and that ain't ever going to change. Craig Davis, a shit head new to the game is the best you have to offer. It's sad really. Almost makes me wanna add a stipulation that I have to defend the title every single time I climb into the ring, so long as I'm the one to hold the title. Hell lets slap the 24/7 rules on this bitch too!. Just to make it all the more obvious that no one is capable of taking this shit away from me. For now though I'll just prove it by showing Craig his place, smashed down to the canvas. Where all the opposition belongs once they climb into the ring with Jeff Hardy.