I stood watching out of the dark stained glass window, looking to see if I saw headlights but unfortunately I didn't. It was dark and rainy. My ride, Jason Reso, a.k.a. Christian wasn't here yet. Soon though I knew he would be. Anyhow, I sighed and resumed sweeping the floor. I am a servant to Luna and Gangrel, so when my friends come, I leave for the day. "Lazy one, continue!" Gangrel roared as he came into the room in his usual puffy shirt and hideous looking pants. "Master, I apologize, I mean no disservice to you or Mistress Luna." I said falling to my knees praying he'd make note of how sorry I was. The last time I'd stood watching out of the dark stained glass window, looking to see if I saw headlights I'd received such a hit, I had a black and blue for a month. "It is forgiven. Jason is a little late tonight. Before I ask you to stop, Will You get me my goblet? Fill it half way. Then please stop, you need not work anymore this night." I went into the kitchen and filled his goblet and brought it back. "Thank You." He said once I brought it back. "May we speak as friends, not foes? I wish to speak to you about your life. Are you happy as my servant?" Gangrel asked. Is anyone happy being a servant to someone? I thought to myself. I noticed his finger was tracing the rim of his goblet. This signal meant he was quite serious. "I aim to please, sir, you're too good to me and I can find no other work that suits me as this job does." I said. "I have searched once, but the job was not as good as this. I like my work here, Master Gangrel." He smiled bearing his vampire like teeth. "I am pleased that you like your work here. I enjoy having you here although Luna does not. Which is why I keep you. Because I like you. Tell me, child, have you ever wrestled before?" "Yes, Master! I have been trained by Edge and Christian." I said, a little over excited. "I am sorry Master for my outburst." He laughed and oh what a happy sound it was when he does. "Don't be sorry! I leave tomorrow for Toronto. Luna is ill, she'll be staying. Perhaps you can come. Be a valet for the Brood and myself. Would you like that, my dear servant?" I looked at the floor. "Look at me, not the floor. The floor isn't going. You are." He snapped. "Yes, sir. I'd love to go." I said finally. "Good. Well, Jason is here. You are dismissed. Tell him of your good fortune. Good bye, I will see you tomorrow." He said. "Good night, sir. I'll see you tomorrow. Thank You!" And I ran out the door.
Christian was waiting for me and I must have looked like I was insane because he ran out of the car into the rain and took me by my shoulders. "What's wrong? Are you all right?" Christian asked. "Yes! Oh my god, yes. I'm going to go to Toronto with you. Tomorrow. I'm coming. Christian…I'm sorry if I scared you…oh I'm so happy." I said, gripping his arms. As I went to say something else a crack of thunder went across the sky. "Let's go." He said. "We'll talk in the car." And with that we went into his car and he shut off the radio. "How did that come about?"
"He, Gangrel, he asked me about it and I said yes. That was all." I answered. Christian smiled and said, "Adam will be surprised." "Don't tell him! Let him see me tomorrow. That will make him happy, won't it?" I exclaimed. He nodded and didn't say anything else the rest of the way. "I'll pick you up at 3, okay? See you tomorrow." "Bye Jason." I said. I'd never used his real name before and I think it scared the hell out of him too. I had always called him Christian. Jason looked at me. "You need a name." he put in. "How about Christiana?" I asked. "Copeland Reso." he added. "You could be our sister! Although it'll be hard to act like Adam's sister since you guys are dating but I think it also could be easy too. But I like that name …Christiana. I gotta pack so I'll see you at 3. Good night." He said thinking about it a moment. "Bye, Jason." I said quickly. And then I ran into my apartment.
It was dark as usual and I didn't turn on the light, I just went into my room and went into the closet to pick out some of my stuff that I was bringing with me. I pulled out my suitcase and threw it on my bed. I missed Adam he was up in Alberta with his mom, who was sick. She usually is in Orangeville but she was visiting with Adam's aunt. (Alberta is 3 hours away from quebec, where I was. Toronto is 5 hours away.) I didn't realize he'd come home to see me. I thought about the day he'd left. I had been so upset, I'd begged him to stay, I even cried. I hated to stay in the apartment alone. I didn't even like it. Anyway, I hadn't seen him sitting in the kitchen because as I said, there was no light on. I picked out my clothes carefully. First the dress Adam had bought me. I loved the dress, it was all black and it just looked nice on me. Then some shorts, shirts, underwear, pajamas, lotion-- all sorts of things and finally on top, I placed a picture of me, Jason and Adam. I smiled looking at it. And then some tears fell. At this moment, All I wanted was Adam. It was late and I was scared. Of what, I don't know. I closed my bag and went in the kitchen. I didn't need to cry, but I did.
Still crying, over a lonely heart, I looked in the fridge and cursed under my breath because I had nothing good. As I was bending down grabbing something, someone came up behind me and circled his arms around my torso. Saying a silent prayer I flipped the 'intruder' over my hip as Adam had taught me. I was congratulating myself thinking about how proud Adam would be of me when I would tell him But then I heard him groan. I looked down and fell to her knees by his side. "Oh my god, Adam... I am so sorry, I thought you were a robber and that you were, you know, oh my god…Adam!" my voice trailed off. He looked at me and pulled me down next to him. "Ouch." I said. He rubbed his back where I had slammed him. "I'm quite proud you could do that so well." He said. I smiled. "I'm sorry." He wiped my tears away. "It's okay." He said. "How's your mother?" I asked. "She's feeling better, she's the one who told me that I should come to see you before I leave for Toronto." He said linking my fingers into his. I decided to be dramatic and I began to cry and I ran into the bedroom.
He staggered to his feet after me as I ran down the hall. I could hear him sigh and he heard my pathetic sobs coming from our large bedroom. He made his way down the hall and saw me thrown across the bed, my head cradled in my hands. He pushed the door open and slid on the end of our bed with me. He took me in his arms and I cried against his chest. Any excuse to be close to him. My Edge, my Adam. "Oh Adam, I hate it here so much. You leave me here and I go to work everyday and I never ever see you and now you're here and I hurt you and then you're leaving again tomorrow. Adam, it's not fair!" I wept. I was thinking I could easily get an Oscar for my performance. "Shhhh. It's okay. I'm here now you don't have to cry. It's all right,my girl, please don't do this to me." I looked up at him and I curled up next to him. "Please stay." I asked. He looked at me and I fell asleep in his arms.
I couldn't believe it when it was dawn and he woke me up with a kiss and brushed the hair out of my eyes. I smiled at him not believing this blond haired god was really here. "Don't leave me." I said sleepily. "I'm sorry, baby, I can't stay." Adam said. "Where did you sleep?" I asked. "The couch. You were out cold and I didn't want to disturb you." I looked at him and he gave me another kiss. "I've gotta get ready." I nodded, "Can I help?" I asked.
"Yes." He said sadly.
Then I laughed. Adam gave me an odd look.
"You know, Gangrel invited me last night."
He stared. "What did you tell him?"
I looked and asked, "What do you think I said?"
"Yes?" he asked.
I nodded and he sat on the bed next to me and turned me to face him. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because." I answered flirtatiously.
"Seriously, Clarissa. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I wanted to surprise you." I put my hands on his shoulders. "A job well done, eh?" I asked.
"Oh yes. Definitely. Did you know, you're one hell of an actress?" He asked, laughing. "Oh, thank you." As I went to say something else but he cut me off with a kiss. "And you're one hell of a kisser too, did you know that?" I asked. He laughed and said; "I'm Adam Copeland, I'm one hell of a good everything. But enough, we've got to get ready to go. Jason will be here at 3 to get us." I smiled and stepped out of bed.
Christian was waiting for me and I must have looked like I was insane because he ran out of the car into the rain and took me by my shoulders. "What's wrong? Are you all right?" Christian asked. "Yes! Oh my god, yes. I'm going to go to Toronto with you. Tomorrow. I'm coming. Christian…I'm sorry if I scared you…oh I'm so happy." I said, gripping his arms. As I went to say something else a crack of thunder went across the sky. "Let's go." He said. "We'll talk in the car." And with that we went into his car and he shut off the radio. "How did that come about?"
"He, Gangrel, he asked me about it and I said yes. That was all." I answered. Christian smiled and said, "Adam will be surprised." "Don't tell him! Let him see me tomorrow. That will make him happy, won't it?" I exclaimed. He nodded and didn't say anything else the rest of the way. "I'll pick you up at 3, okay? See you tomorrow." "Bye Jason." I said. I'd never used his real name before and I think it scared the hell out of him too. I had always called him Christian. Jason looked at me. "You need a name." he put in. "How about Christiana?" I asked. "Copeland Reso." he added. "You could be our sister! Although it'll be hard to act like Adam's sister since you guys are dating but I think it also could be easy too. But I like that name …Christiana. I gotta pack so I'll see you at 3. Good night." He said thinking about it a moment. "Bye, Jason." I said quickly. And then I ran into my apartment.
It was dark as usual and I didn't turn on the light, I just went into my room and went into the closet to pick out some of my stuff that I was bringing with me. I pulled out my suitcase and threw it on my bed. I missed Adam he was up in Alberta with his mom, who was sick. She usually is in Orangeville but she was visiting with Adam's aunt. (Alberta is 3 hours away from quebec, where I was. Toronto is 5 hours away.) I didn't realize he'd come home to see me. I thought about the day he'd left. I had been so upset, I'd begged him to stay, I even cried. I hated to stay in the apartment alone. I didn't even like it. Anyway, I hadn't seen him sitting in the kitchen because as I said, there was no light on. I picked out my clothes carefully. First the dress Adam had bought me. I loved the dress, it was all black and it just looked nice on me. Then some shorts, shirts, underwear, pajamas, lotion-- all sorts of things and finally on top, I placed a picture of me, Jason and Adam. I smiled looking at it. And then some tears fell. At this moment, All I wanted was Adam. It was late and I was scared. Of what, I don't know. I closed my bag and went in the kitchen. I didn't need to cry, but I did.
Still crying, over a lonely heart, I looked in the fridge and cursed under my breath because I had nothing good. As I was bending down grabbing something, someone came up behind me and circled his arms around my torso. Saying a silent prayer I flipped the 'intruder' over my hip as Adam had taught me. I was congratulating myself thinking about how proud Adam would be of me when I would tell him But then I heard him groan. I looked down and fell to her knees by his side. "Oh my god, Adam... I am so sorry, I thought you were a robber and that you were, you know, oh my god…Adam!" my voice trailed off. He looked at me and pulled me down next to him. "Ouch." I said. He rubbed his back where I had slammed him. "I'm quite proud you could do that so well." He said. I smiled. "I'm sorry." He wiped my tears away. "It's okay." He said. "How's your mother?" I asked. "She's feeling better, she's the one who told me that I should come to see you before I leave for Toronto." He said linking my fingers into his. I decided to be dramatic and I began to cry and I ran into the bedroom.
He staggered to his feet after me as I ran down the hall. I could hear him sigh and he heard my pathetic sobs coming from our large bedroom. He made his way down the hall and saw me thrown across the bed, my head cradled in my hands. He pushed the door open and slid on the end of our bed with me. He took me in his arms and I cried against his chest. Any excuse to be close to him. My Edge, my Adam. "Oh Adam, I hate it here so much. You leave me here and I go to work everyday and I never ever see you and now you're here and I hurt you and then you're leaving again tomorrow. Adam, it's not fair!" I wept. I was thinking I could easily get an Oscar for my performance. "Shhhh. It's okay. I'm here now you don't have to cry. It's all right,my girl, please don't do this to me." I looked up at him and I curled up next to him. "Please stay." I asked. He looked at me and I fell asleep in his arms.
I couldn't believe it when it was dawn and he woke me up with a kiss and brushed the hair out of my eyes. I smiled at him not believing this blond haired god was really here. "Don't leave me." I said sleepily. "I'm sorry, baby, I can't stay." Adam said. "Where did you sleep?" I asked. "The couch. You were out cold and I didn't want to disturb you." I looked at him and he gave me another kiss. "I've gotta get ready." I nodded, "Can I help?" I asked.
"Yes." He said sadly.
Then I laughed. Adam gave me an odd look.
"You know, Gangrel invited me last night."
He stared. "What did you tell him?"
I looked and asked, "What do you think I said?"
"Yes?" he asked.
I nodded and he sat on the bed next to me and turned me to face him. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because." I answered flirtatiously.
"Seriously, Clarissa. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I wanted to surprise you." I put my hands on his shoulders. "A job well done, eh?" I asked.
"Oh yes. Definitely. Did you know, you're one hell of an actress?" He asked, laughing. "Oh, thank you." As I went to say something else but he cut me off with a kiss. "And you're one hell of a kisser too, did you know that?" I asked. He laughed and said; "I'm Adam Copeland, I'm one hell of a good everything. But enough, we've got to get ready to go. Jason will be here at 3 to get us." I smiled and stepped out of bed.