Hey Guys. I finally updated something. A bunch of technical difficulties and writers block and life in general happened, but now I'm back! XD Hope you guys like this. DoD III will be back ASAP. For now, here's another little thing for you all.

Thanks to Cena's baby doll and Wolfgirl2013 for their reviews on this.

The Loyal Best Friend

Kristy Hart-Smith jerked awake as the whole bed started to shake. Her special alarm clock had done its job. She sighed and reached over and shut it off. She rolled back over onto the side she had been sleeping on and pulled the blankets up over her head. She hated school and would have much rather been travelling on the road with her father and favorite Uncles.

Kristy had inherited her Mother's long blond hair and hazel eyes. She had also inherited a love for the Hart Family Business: Wrestling. This was why she didn't like school. She would much rather spend her time on the road with her Daddy and Uncles. Not to mention her Uncle Mark—who she called Uncle Taker. He worked with her family and had known her since she was a little girl. Kristy knew she could talk to him when she felt that she couldn't talk to her Daddy and Uncles.

This is so stupid. I wish it was Summer time. Then I could be on the road with my Dad and my Uncles, but no. I'm stuck here at home with pretty much no one. Except Angel of course. She thought. Kristy knew that the only reason her Mom, Diana even had her in the house was because she had custody by default. She loved Kristy because they were mother and daughter, but that was as far as it went.

Kristy knew that the only reason her Mom had even had her in the first place was to please her Daddy. She also knew that her Mom loved her sister and brother more. She shook her head and turned her thoughts to her best friend, Angel. The two girls were opposite if there ever was such a thing. Kristy was outgoing, stubborn, and somewhat hot headed at times. She couldn't stand being at school and only went to make her Dad proud and because she had no choice in the matter. Angel, on the other hand, was quiet, shy, and somewhat submissive. She hated confrontations of any kind, but would do it only if she felt it was the right thing to do. Angel liked school and had been on the honor roll ever since Kristy had known her. Regardless of the fact that the two girls were opposites and Angel had her own troubles to deal with, she was kind and caring. She cared about Kristy a lot. Kristy had even gone as far as to tell her that she was part of the Hart Family. Angel had thought that it was really cool, but hadn't treated Kristy any different upon finding out. Even though she knew that Angel was very accepting, she hadn't told her best friend her biggest secret. Kristy was deaf and had been for as long as she could remember. Her Mother had told her that her Daddy had beaten her when she was pregnant, but Kristy didn't believe it. She knew that there was another explanation, even if she didn't know what it was.

Just then, Kristy was pulled from her thoughts by her blankets being quite literally ripped off her. The next thing she knew, she was being pulled quite forcibly from her bed and found herself face to face with her mother. From what she could read of her Mom's lips, she was being told to get in the shower, get dressed, and get her worthless ass to school. Kristy was used to this by now, so she just pulled her arm free and left her bedroom, slamming the door behind her as she went. No matter what I do, it's never right in Mom's eyes. Guess that's what happens when your mother clearly didn't want you and you're deaf. Kristy thought. She showered and dressed as quickly as she could, putting on a tank top, blue jeans, and her pink and black sneakers. Then she cleaned out her ears and put her hearing aids in. Now, she could hear her Mother loud and clear outside the door.

"Why the hell are you taking so long? What are you doing in there anyway? Hurry your ass up and get your breakfast so you can get out of my hair" Diana said.

Kristy sighed, but didn't respond. She just opened the bathroom door and walked past her mother with a word or a look. She was downstairs making her breakfast when her Mother appeared in the kitchen doorway, looking aggravated about something.

"Why the hell are you so much trouble?" Diana asked.

"What have I supposedly done now?" Kristy shot back.

"I got a call from the school yesterday."

"And you're just telling me this now?"

"Don't talk to me like that, Kristine."

"Just tell me what they were calling about, Mother."

"You've been fighting with Jennifer Hickenbottom at school now. What am I going to do with you? I've tried to raise you right, but it always blows up in my face."

"If you really cared, Mother, I might take the time to explain why, but since you don't I won't bother wasting my breath. Besides, I haven't been fighting. I've been arguing. There's a difference."

"Seems the same to me. Now, if you don't tell me now, I'm going to question you until you do. Even if it takes all damn day."

"Well, I have something you don't have—and probably have never had—it's called a best friend. The reason I'm arguing with Jen is because she's bullying my best friend. And Angel has enough going on without having to deal with Jennifer Hickenbottom."

"What could she have going on that's so bad that she can't handle it herself?"

"None of your damn business."

With that, Kristy went and sat down at the table. She ate her breakfast as quickly as she could. Then she grabbed her backpack and quickly left the house without a goodbye to her Mother. She looked at her watch. It was 8:15. She knew that Angel would be dropping her baby sister Lea off at her Uncle Bret's house within the next few minutes so that Lea didn't have to be home with Jason all day and Angel wouldn't have to worry about the baby girl's safety while at school. Sure enough, when Kristy got within eye sight of her Uncle's house, Angel was just leaving. Kristy called her name. Angel stopped and looked around. She grinned upon seeing her best friend. She waited for Kristy to catch up.

"Hey, Kristy. You look upset. You okay?"

"I guess."

"Is your Mom on your case again?"

"Of course."

"Why don't you stay with Bret or something? I mean, he knows the way Diana treats you and he doesn't like it."

"I have thought about it, but I don't want to make trouble for Uncle Bret."

"Oh. So, what happened anyway?"

"I didn't get up right away. She came in and ripped my blankets off and started running her mouth. The school called her yesterday because I've been arguing with Jen."

"Oh, so the usual stuff then."

"Yep. I wish I was on the road."

"I wish I could go with you and take Lea with me."

"Don't worry, girl. We'll get you back with Uncle Taker before long."

Angel nodded. Kristy knew the whole story of how Angel had been put up for adoption as a baby and the reasoning behind it. She also knew that her Uncle Taker had been looking for her for the last fifteen years with no luck. She and Angel both knew that adoption records from those days were hard to get hold of and that even if Taker had them, any and all identifying information that could tell him where Angel was would have been removed. Angel herself knew enough about Undertaker to know that he liked to keep is private life just that—private—so the use of social media and the internet would be completely out of the question for him.

"Angel?"

"Just thinking. Sorry. I hope I can get back with Daddy soon if he'll take me. And maybe Lea too."

"I'm sure he will, girl."

"I hope so. Oh, by the way, do you need any help?"

Kristy shook her head, staring at Angel in amazement. She couldn't quite fathom the idea that Angel could be going through hell and still be worried about everyone around her other than herself. One thing was for sure, the two girls needed each other.

Ok that's it for now. Hope you guys liked it. Thanks so much for sticking with me. Love you guys!~Taker's Soul Girl