"Pride and Prejudice"
An Edge/Ashley fanfic

Thanks to 22100, xAttitudex, The Rated R Superstar, Daddy's LiL HeartBreaker, Punkette69 and wwe whore for reviewing last chapter, you guys totally rock : )
Disclaimers: the usual, you know the deal lol i don't own anything. A couple of lines of this chapter are taken from a Lost episode.
R&R!


Chapter 9: You Don't Know Me

Ashley was finally in the shower trying to relax under the hot water, but she couldn't kick out of her mind what had just happened.

"That stupid jerk!" She uttered under her breath still wondering why, among all people, she had to find just him naked in the shower. Not that it was a bad view… indeed actually, but that really wasn't the point.

"Idiot!" She went on in a frustrated tone thinking of what he was going to decide to keep his mouth shut about the accident.

"Talking about me punkie?"

Ashley started when she heard his voice and immediately covering herself up with a towel that was hanging on the hook next to her, turned to see him "casually" leaned with a hand on the wall in front of her, with only a towel around his waist and that trademark grin on his face.

"What are you doing here? Are you crazy?" She harshly said.

"What a welcome, honey," he grinned, "I wasn't so rude with you earlier if I'm not mistaken."

"I came in accidentally," she rolled her eyes, "I didn't know there was someone still inside… especially you. What do you want?"

"The same thing that you want Ashley…"

She started hearing the sound of his voice saying her name, being used to the large variety of nicknames that he reserved for her. And she stared surprised as the Rated R superstar advanced towards her, almost smiling.

In a moment drops of hot water were covering them both as he stepped in the shower and she instinctively went backwards leading the two if them under the jet.

"What are you doing?" She asked and this time there wasn't harshness in her voice at all.

"I guess you already know the answer punkie." He almost whispered as in a second his lips crushed on hers and both towels felt down.

"Ashley!"

"What the…?" She literally jumped suddenly opening her eyes.

"That's the third time I call you," Michelle McCool explained standing in front of the punk diva's bed in the hotel room they were sharing that day. "Next time I suggest you to set up an alarm clock cause it's really hard trying to wake you up sweetie."

"I totally didn't hear you," the self proclaimed dirty diva commented with a yawn, rubbing her eyes.

"I bet you didn't… you sleep like a dead person!" Her friend chuckled, "Or maybe you were doing one of those wonderful dreams…"

Michelle's voice faded away as not only the accident of the previous night but also the dream she had just had came back to Ashley. She lightly blushed and decided to change the topic. "What time is it anyway?"

"Half past ten." Michelle informed her.

"OMG I had to see Matt 15 minutes ago!" She yelled rushing to stand up.

"That's why I had already called you three times," the taller diva said matter-of-factly "but don't worry, I'll text him while you take a quick shower and get ready, 'k?"

"Thanks, you're my savior!" Ashley exclaimed making her friend laugh and rushed into the bathroom.

"Anyway… where were you yesterday after the show? I didn't find you anywhere after your match."

"I had to take a shower in the men's locker room, Kristal and Jillian were in ours." The dirty diva explained from behind the door.

"You'd better be careful, some of the guys could bust you." She giggled.

"Yeah, you're right…" Ashley said before sighing and closed her eyes trying to calm herself down. As the events of the previous night weren't enough to deal with, now there was even this dream to confuse her. Why had she dreamt of him in that way? And above all… why did she feel kinda disappointed when waking up she realized that it had been only a dream?

"Ash, I don't hear the shower going… hurry up!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm trying!" She replied coming out of her daze.

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An half hour later Ashley was finally in the hall of the hotel with Matt Hardy. She was wearing a pair of jeans low rider and a pink halter top with a white skull printed at the bottom; her long hair was straight and she had a pair of white converse on her feet.

"Do you think it's cool then?"

"Oh yeah! I loved it! Especially the 7th track, it rocks!" The punk diva exclaimed handing a brand new cd to her friend.

"I'll trust you then." Matt chuckled placing an arm around her shoulders as they walked towards the entrance/exit of the hotel.

"You totally should, you'll love them!" She echoed with a smile.

"Well well, look who's here!" Adam grinned walking towards them in the opposite direction.

"What do you want?" Ashley harshly asked.

"Uh, we're mean today." The Rated R superstar rolled his eyes and smiled amused.

"Go bother someone else." Matt bitterly suggested; the tension between the two superstars because of their well known past was so clear to make Ashley feel quite embarrassed.

"I see you've not lost your taste, Matty." Adam smirked, "Fishnets, tattoos, the rock sign… you're still into the punk type."

"And what do you mean by that?" Matt snapped back.

"Well it's pretty obvious that since you couldn't have Amy cause she chose me you're hanging out with her clone."

Ashley's eyes widened at hearing what he had just said. She was sick and tired of the whole "Lita wannabe" crap that everybody seemed to think of her.

"You don't know anything about me," she angrily started as his attention went back from Matt to her, "I'm not Lita and I'm not trying to be her. I'm just being myself. Yes, I'm a rock chick, a punk… whatever you want to call me… that's how I am in my everyday life and that's what I am in the ring too. It's not my fault if there was another diva with the same style before me. And I don't even care! Cause I'm a different person, I'm just myself and you," she raised her index pointing at him, "you don't know absolutely anything about me."

He seemed taken aback for a second by her sudden outburst when Matt spoke again.

"And I suggest you to leave Ashley out of this story." He said with a threatening look. "Now, if you don't mind…" he added gesturing for the doors.

"Actually I do."

"Sorry?"

"I need to talk with her. Alone."

"And about what?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yesterday." He replied with an eloquent look.

"What?" Matt asked genuinely puzzled.

"Oh… yes, we…"

"There's an idea of a storyline between us or something like that that we have to discuss." Adam lied saving her.

"Yeah, I forgot." She nodded, "But it won't take long, just give me 10 minutes."

"Are you sure you want me to leave you?"

"Geez, she's not leaving for the war." The blonde superstar commented rolling his eyes.

"Yeah don't worry, go ahead." She said ignoring the other man's sarcastic remark.

"Ok, I'll see you later then." Matt lightly touched her arm and glared at him before leaving the two alone.

"He always lacked sense of humor." Adam said with an amused smile shaking his head as he followed Matt with his gaze.

"What do you want? I don't have all day." Ashley said with her hands on her hips.

"You're really mean today punkie… is that time of the month or something?" He grinned.

"Fine, goodbye."

"Ok, seriously." He rolled his eyes, "I've thought about what I wanna from you in exchange of my silence."

"And it is…?" She motioned for him to go on after nervously glancing sideways to make sure that they were alone.

"A kiss oughta do it."

"What?"

"A kiss. From you, right now."

"Are you kidding?" She laughed.

"No baby, I'm serious."

"And you really think that I'm going to kiss you? Keep dreaming." She scoffed.

"Then I will tell to the other guys what happened."

"Whatever, it's not like I did anything wrong on purpose and I doubt everyone will believe your version. I can handle it." And with that she moved to leave.

"Fine! I have another proposal then." He said rolling his eyes.

"Go on." She turned to face him again.

"I have to attend an event in two days in Canada… in my hometown actually… it's a wwe related thing. Would you accompany me?"

"And that's it?" She skeptically asked, "Only that?"

He huffed, "Could you pretend to be my girlfriend for a day?"

"What? Are you serious?"

"Yes, I'm serious." He rolled his eyes.

"And why should I?"

"Because I won't tell then that you were stalking me in the showers?" He replied matter-of-factly.

"I wasn't… whatever. I mean why do you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend?"

"Because… I don't want to go alone, 'k? This is not the point. I made you a proposal for my silence, now it's up to you… take it or leave it."

"Okay." She calmly said.

"So, deal's on?"

"Deal's on, but no kisses or nothing like that."

"Okay…" he slowly nodded, "but I warn you… at the end of the night it will be you who'll want you kiss me." He concluded with his trademark annoying smirk.

Ashley rolled her eyes, "Yeah, whatev. I told you you don't know me." And with that she left.