A/N: Hey readers! I'm back with a brand new story. I know I'm starting a new story and Need You In My Arms hasn't been updated in what seems like forever. But I had to write this story its been with me for months and don't worry about my other story I'm in the process of writing for that too. This story was inspired by the Matt/Lita/Edge situation in 05'. I promise this story will be very very interesting and I hope you like my OC's. So here we go. Here's Faithful.

Chapter 1: Perfect Little Home

Angel drove as quickly as she could down highway 65. The day had been so tiring that all she really wanted to do was just get home and lay down in bed. Work had really stressful today with getting a new client, and a high strong and demanding one at that.

She worked as an event planner and recently took up her friend Jasmin in doing her cousin Veronica's wedding. Boy did that woman have issues. Veronica nagged and yelled throughout our appointment together with her high pitched voice. Angel didn't understand the purpose of being a bridezilla when you have a wedding planner because planners do most of the work. Let's be honest do you really want to piss off the one person who can make or break your special day. See Angel was never a bridezilla. Then again she did plan her own wedding so she didn't have to fight for control that was already hers.

Finally pulling off the highway it takes a few minutes before Angel pulled up to her large home/small mansion. She certainly had a good life that was for sure. She was born and raised in Massachusetts. The daughter of a chef and a Gardner. They moved up to Orangeville, Ontario when she was starting highschool and it was the beginning of the beautiful life that she has afforded today. Angie met and married her husband of nearly four years Adam, better known to the world as the wrestler Edge.

Angel ran in and dashed for the bedroom. She jumped on the fluffy bed feeling the pillows and covers maneuver themselves around her body molding her like a piece of art. It didn't take long before she was fast asleep feeling on Cloud 9. That was until the phone rang…

Angel's eyes opened sleepily and extended her hand to the nightstand feeling for the phone. She let out a loud groan as she pressed the answer button. "Hello."

"Hey Angie, its Carlos. How are you feeling?

Angel let out a sigh. She loved her cousin, but why did he have to call right now. She looked over at the alarm clock and squinted as the light still hurt her tired eyes. She was able to make out that it was 12 and given that its dark out she was assuming its midnight. "Tired. Carlos, its midnight and I'm sleeping. What do you want at this time of night"

"Weeeelll…" Angel was becoming more aware of her surroundings and was able to tell that there was some shakiness in his voice. That is peculiar given that Carlos is usually the perky one in the family.

"Out With it Carlos!"

"Is Adam there?" Angel now had confusion written all over her face. Adam? What the hell does he want to know if he's here or not. Carlos and Adam were never the closet afterall. Did Addy do something? Is he hurt? All these questions made angel worry about Adam's whereabouts. Angel put Carlos on hold and went on a full investigation of the house. No room went unchecked. And he wasn't there. Sadly she went upstairs in defeat, dragging her feet along each step. This was unlike Adam it was 12 and he was usually in bed filling a warm place besides me. Angel had a feeling in the pit of her stomach, something had gone terribly wrong. "No he's not here and this is very unusual and you asking for him is weird and I want to know what the hell is going on now!"

Carlos sighed trying to find the strength to tell his cousin the news he just received. "Angel hun I think you better be sitting down when you hear this…are you sitting" Angel barely audible voice said yes. She was worried before but now she was expecting the worst. "Angel about an hour ago I got a call from Jaseline claiming she saw Adam that day shopping and hanging out with some red head. And they seemed a little too close for comfort." Carlos just sat there as the line got very quiet on the other end. Initially Angel thought he was lying, why would her husband be cheating on her. Yes, the situation he was in right now was weird, but still.

"I…I…I don't know what to believe," tears started to quickly form and slip down her cheeks.

"I know, listen babygirl you're my cousin and I wouldn't lie to you. We are going to find out the truth real soon, but for now just keep a look out for anything suspicious."

"Okay I will," Angel whispered quietly, "But if its true then why? Why me Carlos? I am a good wife. I never did any harm to him and I always show him love and compassion. Mama said that if you did that everything should be fine but its not." With that Angel broke down on the phone. She heard the loud roar of a car in the direction of her house and assumed that would be Adam coming home. "Carlos, I have to go Adam's home but please if you find out anything let me know," she hung up the phone. If Adam saw her looking like the mess she is at the moment he would be skeptical, so she ran into the bathroom locked the door, turned on the shower, and allowed herself to fall on the floor and cry.

Angel couldn't believe that after nearly six years of marriage and a 10 year total relationship that her husband would be stupid enough to do this. But what if he's not doing anything and that girl is like his jeweler. But he's a pro wrestler for crying out loud, they are notorious cheaters. Angel felt her heart slowly breaking into a million pieces. She was going to find out, starting tomorrow besides work priority number 1 is to figure out what the hell is going on here. She finally lets the last tears go by as she opens up the door turns off everything and exits the bathroom to find Adam lying down in bed fast asleep. Angel knew that if this whole investigation were to work she can't let Adam know she was onto any of his bullshit. So she climbs into bed and sure enough he pulls her into him. Angel felt a mixture of comfort and wanting to be sick, but she played along. It was hard but she fell asleep that night…eventually wondering when did her perfect home become a living nightmare?

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