The rain poured without any sign of stopping on that dreary morning in
Cameron, North Carolina. The hospital was packed with so many people,
desperately wishing that they could be forever freed of the depressing
place. Depressing to see people so sick and lifeless, with their lives in
the hands of doctors.
Some, in a cruel twist of fate, may have the rest of their days numbered, awaiting their final breath, doomed to have their final moments of living on earth destroyed by having to be confined to such an awful place, when they should be enjoying their last days happily.
It was only early in the morning, around two o'clock. The hospital was quiet for not many people where awake. Some people where though as was one man who paced back and forth outside a waiting room.
He ran a hand through his medium length blonde hair; his mind racing with questions that he prayed would soon be answered. He wanted to be put out of his long waiting misery; he wanted to know the answers to the questions he couldn't answer himself. He paced back and forth restlessly.
He jumped edgily at the sound of footsteps. "Sir, you look a little tired. You might want to get some sleep and we will tell you when you are able to see her," a young nurse said to him. He turned to her with a questionable look on his face. Sleep? How could he sleep? This could forever change his life and she wanted him to SLEEP!
He wanted to snap at her for giving him such a stupid option but kept his manners and said as politely as her could in a time such as this "No thank you miss, I'll be alright, I had to catch a plane to get here and I slept there but thank you for your concern"
Seeing by the way she lingered, he guessed it wasn't the only reason she was still waiting there. Most people in his small hometown knew him quite well as he had been there since he was a child. He decided he should try and make conversation though he wanted nothing to do with the woman at present.
He found out why she had hung around when she shyly asked for his autograph. On the inside he sighed but on the outside he sported a big smile as she handed him the pen and a picture of himself. "Who would you like me to make this out to?" he asked the young woman. " Me if that's alright' the girl said quietly, my name's Leslie"
"Leslie, huh?' The man said, stopping his pacing momentarily to sign the paper, that's a pretty name" The girl glowed at this, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. The man wondered how such a simple compliment could make a person so happy. Or maybe it was just because he was famous. But then again most people did like compliments and he wouldn't be surprised if this young lady had received more than one.
He slowly wrote down: To Leslie Live for the moment and enjoy life to the fullest and follow your dreams. He then signed his signature and handed the picture back to the grateful woman. He decided that she wasn't leaving in a hurry and decided to make conversation.
"Would I be right in guessing you're not from around here, miss?" he asked. "Please, just call me Leslie and no, I'm not from around here, how did you guess?" the girl said, seeming a little more confident now he knew her name. "Well Leslie, I know most of the residents around here and round these parts they don't normally come as pretty as you."
He paused as he watched the girl's face light up at this comment, her blue eyes dancing. He then continued. "You have a different accent to most of us' he said, we all sort of sound country like, where do you come from?" he said, his own thick accent coming clearly through his words.
"I come from Dallas, Texas and believe me, there we don't find many men down there with looks like yours", she said with a flirtatious smile. He replied with his own lop sided grin, and swore he saw the girl swoon.
She wasn't very tall, but she had long glossy blonde hair and blue sparkling eyes. He should have noticed a Texan accent when he heard one, for Texas was one of the areas he worked in from time to time. Her skin was tanned, and her accent was about as thick as his was.
She seemed to notice him staring and gave him a curious look. He quickly blinked and said apologetically "Excuse my staring Leslie, and thank you for your kind comment, I'm flattered honestly" The young woman again gave him a big smile. She seemed quite nice. But he had more important things to worry about. Usually he would spare all the time he had for fans but today was different. Being taught etiquette growing up, he was tied to his manners and didn't want to seem rude.
"So Leslie, how long have you been in Cameron?" he asked. "Only a couple of days sir' she replied. I'm thinking of moving down here" He sighed loudly. "How could I be so rude!' he said aloud, offering his hand, where are my manners? I'm Jeff Hardy, I guessed you might already know that, but it was extremely rude, I'm sorry"
She shook it willingly, looking as though she was privileged to do so. "That's all right' she said, with still the same smile, we all d that sometimes" Jeff noticed she was different from most people. She treated him as if her where a normal person, not a character. He liked that feeling.
She asked her next question carefully "Mr. Hardy, may I ask who you are waiting for?" He laughed quietly and said "Firstly, just call me Jeff' she again looked privileged to be doing so, and funny you should say that." He was cut off as the girl said "My apologies. One moment, urm, Jeff" With that, she quickly dashed down the hall. Jeff looked after her confused. "She must have had something important to do", he thought. Within what seemed seconds she had returned with that same friendly smile on her face .
"Mr. Hardy, you can go in now"
Music to his ears. Trying not to burst with the excitement that was flowing through him at finally having all his questions answered he said quickly "It was lovely meting you, Leslie and I hope you enjoy your time here" With that he left the star struck girl and made his way out of the waiting room, excited and scared at the same time, knowing all his questions would be answered in seconds.
He entered the room and the doctor approached him with a smile on his face that could only mean one thing. "Mr. Hardy, congratulations. She's given birth to a health baby girl"
Some, in a cruel twist of fate, may have the rest of their days numbered, awaiting their final breath, doomed to have their final moments of living on earth destroyed by having to be confined to such an awful place, when they should be enjoying their last days happily.
It was only early in the morning, around two o'clock. The hospital was quiet for not many people where awake. Some people where though as was one man who paced back and forth outside a waiting room.
He ran a hand through his medium length blonde hair; his mind racing with questions that he prayed would soon be answered. He wanted to be put out of his long waiting misery; he wanted to know the answers to the questions he couldn't answer himself. He paced back and forth restlessly.
He jumped edgily at the sound of footsteps. "Sir, you look a little tired. You might want to get some sleep and we will tell you when you are able to see her," a young nurse said to him. He turned to her with a questionable look on his face. Sleep? How could he sleep? This could forever change his life and she wanted him to SLEEP!
He wanted to snap at her for giving him such a stupid option but kept his manners and said as politely as her could in a time such as this "No thank you miss, I'll be alright, I had to catch a plane to get here and I slept there but thank you for your concern"
Seeing by the way she lingered, he guessed it wasn't the only reason she was still waiting there. Most people in his small hometown knew him quite well as he had been there since he was a child. He decided he should try and make conversation though he wanted nothing to do with the woman at present.
He found out why she had hung around when she shyly asked for his autograph. On the inside he sighed but on the outside he sported a big smile as she handed him the pen and a picture of himself. "Who would you like me to make this out to?" he asked the young woman. " Me if that's alright' the girl said quietly, my name's Leslie"
"Leslie, huh?' The man said, stopping his pacing momentarily to sign the paper, that's a pretty name" The girl glowed at this, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. The man wondered how such a simple compliment could make a person so happy. Or maybe it was just because he was famous. But then again most people did like compliments and he wouldn't be surprised if this young lady had received more than one.
He slowly wrote down: To Leslie Live for the moment and enjoy life to the fullest and follow your dreams. He then signed his signature and handed the picture back to the grateful woman. He decided that she wasn't leaving in a hurry and decided to make conversation.
"Would I be right in guessing you're not from around here, miss?" he asked. "Please, just call me Leslie and no, I'm not from around here, how did you guess?" the girl said, seeming a little more confident now he knew her name. "Well Leslie, I know most of the residents around here and round these parts they don't normally come as pretty as you."
He paused as he watched the girl's face light up at this comment, her blue eyes dancing. He then continued. "You have a different accent to most of us' he said, we all sort of sound country like, where do you come from?" he said, his own thick accent coming clearly through his words.
"I come from Dallas, Texas and believe me, there we don't find many men down there with looks like yours", she said with a flirtatious smile. He replied with his own lop sided grin, and swore he saw the girl swoon.
She wasn't very tall, but she had long glossy blonde hair and blue sparkling eyes. He should have noticed a Texan accent when he heard one, for Texas was one of the areas he worked in from time to time. Her skin was tanned, and her accent was about as thick as his was.
She seemed to notice him staring and gave him a curious look. He quickly blinked and said apologetically "Excuse my staring Leslie, and thank you for your kind comment, I'm flattered honestly" The young woman again gave him a big smile. She seemed quite nice. But he had more important things to worry about. Usually he would spare all the time he had for fans but today was different. Being taught etiquette growing up, he was tied to his manners and didn't want to seem rude.
"So Leslie, how long have you been in Cameron?" he asked. "Only a couple of days sir' she replied. I'm thinking of moving down here" He sighed loudly. "How could I be so rude!' he said aloud, offering his hand, where are my manners? I'm Jeff Hardy, I guessed you might already know that, but it was extremely rude, I'm sorry"
She shook it willingly, looking as though she was privileged to do so. "That's all right' she said, with still the same smile, we all d that sometimes" Jeff noticed she was different from most people. She treated him as if her where a normal person, not a character. He liked that feeling.
She asked her next question carefully "Mr. Hardy, may I ask who you are waiting for?" He laughed quietly and said "Firstly, just call me Jeff' she again looked privileged to be doing so, and funny you should say that." He was cut off as the girl said "My apologies. One moment, urm, Jeff" With that, she quickly dashed down the hall. Jeff looked after her confused. "She must have had something important to do", he thought. Within what seemed seconds she had returned with that same friendly smile on her face .
"Mr. Hardy, you can go in now"
Music to his ears. Trying not to burst with the excitement that was flowing through him at finally having all his questions answered he said quickly "It was lovely meting you, Leslie and I hope you enjoy your time here" With that he left the star struck girl and made his way out of the waiting room, excited and scared at the same time, knowing all his questions would be answered in seconds.
He entered the room and the doctor approached him with a smile on his face that could only mean one thing. "Mr. Hardy, congratulations. She's given birth to a health baby girl"