Disclaimer: All characters don't belong to me. LSD is property of ECW, and in case someone doesn't know, LSD was Spike Dudley's alter ego in ECW.
Author: Chimera
Summary: Someone thinks of love, Chris Benoit, and tables.
You don't know how hard that was.
It might have seemed easy to anyone in the audience. Or in the locker room. But that was the hardest thing I've ever done.
Maybe he forgot it all. Maybe I just remembered too much. Or maybe, just maybe, he remembered it.
We were friends first. Not really friends, but good acquaintances. Then LSD moved to the WWF, and we 'reformed' our friendship. Who would've thought?
The Canadian Crippler and LSD were together officially.
Who ever would've thought that the little guy and possibly the meanest guy on the planet would hook up?
We were never *together* together. I mean, yeah, we did the dirty deed a couple'a times, but we were never *together*. As in boyfriend/boy…that makes no real sense, but no, we weren't boyfriend/boyfriend. Pretty much, if you excuse the language, we were fuck buddies.
Real protective buddies, but nevertheless, nothing more committed than that.
But…the day after the King Of The Ring match that put him on the shelf…there was something in him that was different. It wasn't pain; I'd seen that before. It wasn't hate either, that was way too common. I didn't want to bring it up…
I think it was love.
Who am I kidding, I found a freakin' note that said 'I love you' on my pillow a couple of nights before.
And now? One year later?
I don't see hate, in those way-too-expressive-up-close-eyes. I don't see anger. No fear; I don't think I've ever seen fear. I think I see what's in my eyes. A little four-letter word.
And now at Vengeance, a table match? People are going to start thinkin' I've got a crush on Guerrero the amount of time I'll spend fightin' him.
But a table match? If the Dudleyz lose, my brother's going to want to avenge it, and it'll drag on and on and on. But if I go through a table after putting Guerrero through one…that'll leave Chris and my brother alone…and as much as I hate to admit it, Chris'll be hurtin' by the end of the match.
It's way too hard. I hate this. I thought he was going to come back as a face, a good guy.
Maybe I should just give up; this rivalry is either going to kill me or make me quit it altogether.
Maybe I can just fight Guerrero…
What would everyone think, little Spike Dudley in love with Chris Benoit?
I'm going through a table Sunday night.
For love.