The Rebel Hardy

Callie sighed as she walked up the path to her father's home. She was just like her mother in every way, but now she'd get to know her father.

Matt heard the doorbell and groaned because now he had to stop playing his game.

"Coming." Matt said before he paused his game then walked to the door and opened it.

Callie looked at Matt and wondered if he'd see the resemblance to her mother.

Matt looked at the teenage girl.

"Can I help you?" Matt asked.

"My name is Callie, my mother's name is Amy I'm your daughter," Callie said

Matt started laughing, thinking that Callie was joking then stopped when he saw the serious look on her face.

"What?" Matt asked in shock.

Callie nodded.

"I'm your daughter," she said.

"Since when do I have a daughter?" Matt asked.

"Since you slept with my mom," Callie said.

"Amy Dumas was pregnant? Why didn't she tell me?" Matt asked.

"She thought you would think she was lying to make you stay," Callie explained

"She cheated on me, there was no way I was going to stay no matter what she said." Matt said.

"Well, I'll leave right now if you don't want me here," Callie said.

"I never said I didn't want you here." Matt said.

"That's what it sounds like you're saying," Callie said, lighting a cigarrette from her bag and taking a long drag from it.

"Whoa what the hell?! Put that cigarette out now!" Matt yelled.

"Make me," Callie challenged taking another long drag and blowing the smoke in Matt's face.

Matt grabbed the cigarette then threw it down and stepped on it.

"Oh, that's no problem I have more," Callie said.

"Give me the pack." Matt said.

"No!" Callie yelled quickly.

"I mean it hand he pack over now!" Matt yelled.

"No!" Callie said again, slapping Matt across the face before she spit at him.

Matt glared at Callie.

"Well since you've decided to come here I'm grounding you. So get your ass upstairs to the guest bedroom!" Matt yelled.

Callie laughed.

"It's gonna take a whole hell of a lot more than that to scare me Matt," Callie said coldly.