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Chapter 4: No Mercy

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It was the day of No Mercy, I had arrived early that day and was first in the diva's locker room. Beth walked in. "Alex, I've been meaning to talk to you," "You know our match tonight? It's a Hell In A Cell match," she told me. "It's a WHAT!" I shouted. "Don't worry, I'll carry you through the match,"

"But I'm scheduled to win!" I put my hand on my forehead. "I do have the script though!" she said, trying to cheer me up. "OK, let's see it," I ordered. She showed it to me and I smiled. "OK, I've got it," I hugged Beth and went into the shower.

My match was first in the card. Within 10 minutes of No Mercy, every WWE superstar was backstage. Except the one I was avoiding - Randy Orton.

I walked passed Vince's office and I heard him talking. I decided it was a good time to eavesdrop.

"You have to clean up your act or you are fired!" I heard him shout. "I have a big storyline planned for you after your win tonight so you better not screw it up! You have been responsible for the loss of so many great superstars! So you better prove yourself!" he continued.

Randy walked out of the office, looking uninterested and bored. "Vince wants to speak to you," he said, taking out a cigarette. "You can't smoke in here," I told him. "I'll just go outside," he replied and I gave him the evils. I walked into the office.

"Hi, how's it going?" I asked, I seemed to be getting used to Vince now. "Well I just had to tell off one of our greatest employees, who is going to win the WWE championship today," "Hold on, Randy is going to win?" Vince nodded.

"This is where you come in. You see, I have been on the internet and it has somehow been leaked that you are Edge's real life wife. So I'm going to have you try and interfere in the match, and then you turn on him, siding with Orton and becoming his valet,".

My eyes grew wide. "I'm going to be his…oh my god!" I said to myself. "I will go through what we have of the script so far later, as for you, your match is in 5...4.." before Vince could get to 3, I was up and out of his office.

I stood behind the curtain. "Introducing the challenger, from London, England weighing 11 stone, Sky!" Cheers ripped through the crowd. I walked through, doing my entrance. The cell was set up and I was ready. I walked through the door with a smile on my face. "I'm gonna win!" I shouted to the crowd.

Then Beth's music hit. She walked out and all I could here was boos. She ignored the crowd and walked to the cell. Before she entered the ring she stared at me. "Come on then!" I shouted. She smirked and walked into the ring.

After 4 minutes, the match was over. (Thank god!) I walked up the ramp, turned around and held up my Diva's champions belt proudly. I got cheers everywhere. I was sweating, I had loads of bruises but I was so happy that I had won the belt.

I walked into the locker room. "Oh my gosh! I won!" I let out all of my emotions then and there. The girls hugged me and I said, "OK, now the woman's champion has some things to do," I walked into the toilets, I just needed to fix myself up.

Candice stood in front of one of the toilets, the one I put my ring into. She was staring right at me. "What?" "Adam found the ring," Candice informed me. I then suddenly remembered the previous night. I looked in the mirror, Candice still standing behind me.

"Look at me," I said. "Trying to hide all the tough things going on in my life. Pretending everything is perfect, I know its not. And I know it never will be," I let my messy hair fall into my face as tears trickled down my cheek.

Candice put her arm around me. "There's always Randy," she said. I turned to face her. She gave me a 'What did I say?' look. I brushed passed her, leaving the toilets and the diva's locker room. I heard calls of 'Where you going Alex?' 'Why so angry?!' and things like that.

I didn't even look where I was going but I bumped into Vince - who wanted to run through some plans. "Not now," I said. I walked out of the arena and just had time to relax. I decided I really did need to go to Vince and look through the plans.

"OK, change of ideas. You aren't going to go out in the match, someone is going to attack you, then Randy will find you backstage and turn face!" he said, sounding very excited.

I put on a fake smile. "Sure, that'll be fine," Randy walked in then. Our eyes locked for a moment, but Randy broke the silence. "Should we go through the script?" Vince nodded.

I found space in the office and lay down, as if I was beaten up. Randy walked over to me, a shocked expression on his face. "Oh my god what happened?!" He rested my head on his lap and took my hand to feel a pulse. His hands were so strong.

He carried me over to his room (but since we are practising, to the window!) He put his hands on my cheek. "She's so beautiful," he said to himself. And Vince stopped us there. "Excellent! Excellent! Randy you were great!" "What about me?" I asked, like a jealous school girl.

"You were just unconscious," he said. "Well, it's hard to act like that, you know, not moving and all!" I folded my arms. Randy put his arm around me and pulled me close. "You were great," he whispered in my ear. I put on a fake smile and replied, "Thanks,".

I walked through the door and into Adam's room.

"I have a lot of things to do so lets just get this over with," I put my hand on my forehead. "So, the divorce, it seems like you want to go through with it," he said. Before I could reply, I could here Lillian announcing his name. He ran out of the room, hoping he wasn't late.

"I might as well get into position," I said to myself. I got my fake blood, which Vince handed to me before I left and I took my place in the hall. "Alex, what are you doing?" Michelle asked, thinking I was crazy.

"It's a storyline," I informed her. "The match isn't going to be over for another, I don't know, 10 minutes," Michelle guessed. "I don't have anything better to do," I admitted. Michelle nodded her head. "That really didn't help," I told her.

She grabbed the fake blood from my hand. "You don't want this being seen on camera do you?"

A few minutes later I heard Randy's music play, I knew he was coming out the champion. I got up and messed up my hair a bit and then lay back down. I saw Vince mouth 'Action' and I shut my eyes immediately. We did the scene and when Vince mouthed 'Cut'. I could here various expressions of confusions in the crowd.

Right after he said "She's beautiful," I heard someone shout "Kiss her! You fool!" I tried so hard not too laugh at that moment.

After we finished the scene, Randy walked away. I chased after him. I turned him around. "Gosh. Why are you so moody these days?"

"Why do you want to know anyway?"

"I could help!" "How could you help? Your life is already a mess," I tried not to get pissed off at that remark. "Is it because you are about to lose your job?" I asked, knowing I hit a nerve.

He turned around and grabbed my throat. He pushed me to the wall. "Listen, I am trying to keep that as far back in my head as I can so don't mention it to anybody!" he whispered gruesomely.

"Let go of her!" Adam shouted as she walked over to us. "Who do you think you are? Doing that to my wife!" he shouted. He pushed Randy off of me. I grabbed my own throat, gasping for air. I fell over, still clutching my throat.

All I could here was Adam and Randy shouting. Throwing horrible words at each other. "Adam, can we please just go," I said in barely more than a whisper, although he heard me. He picked me up and we went into his room.

"What did you do that made him do that?" he asked worriedly. "All I asked was why he was so moody and I asked if it was because he could lose his job," Adam let go of me, letting me fall on the floor. "He's going to lose his job?" he asked.

"That's what I just said!" I shouted as I helped myself up. There was an awkward silence. "Look, we have nothing to talk about," I said, breaking the silence and speaking the truth.

"I know it's just, I don't know what to do with you! With us…with out marriage, some days I think I made a huge mistake but moments like this remind me why I chose you," I sat next Adam and rested my head on his shoulder.

"I'm sure all relationships are like this, but not all of them," I was about to go on about dumping the ring in the toilet but Adam spoke.

"That's true, not all wives dump their rings in the…toilet," Adam regretted what he said about choosing me when he said that last sentence. Another silence came upon us. I got a text at that moment. My phone gave a little jingle. "Aren't you going to get that?" Adam asked. I walked over to my bag and grabbed my phone.

'Sorry. I love you'. The text read. I looked at Adam and smiled, thinking he sent the text. Really I hadn't noticed the number and assumed it was Adam. "Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked. "I'm not stupid," I smiled, sounding like an idiot, thinking he sent the text.

I put my arm on his shoulder. "And I do accept the apology," Adam was really confused. "You are scaring me, let me see that text. He grabbed my phone and looked at the number. He looked back at me with an evil look, as if he was about to attack me.