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Randy
So she thought that she could get away with it? Well it looks like I've turned the tables on her….and got my last laugh! I have to admit though that facing Kane was tough but I've managed to pull it off. But I wouldn't have been in this match if it wasn't for punkie for giving me the challenge. I probably should have left her a thank you note for allowing me to prove myself to the world that I'm the man of my word and that I'm the man worthy enough to capture the spotlight on Smackdown. But then and again, who would have the time to do that? I mean come on, I should be going out and celebrate my victory and all I could think of how to express my gratitude to her? I'd rather start a new list of the wrestlers I've defeated on Smackdown than wasting my time on stupid little note. I was surprised that I even suggested it but anyway….
I was in the locker room, drinking some water when I heard a voice behind me.
"You haven't changed a bit, have you?"
I turned around and who did I saw? Well he happened to my tag team partner back on Raw. This guy called himself the 'Rated R Superstar'
"Edge." I stood up from the bench. "Long time no see."
He smirked. "Yeah, it's been like two months now."
"Two months since you've cashed your way to being world champion you mean?"
Edge grinned at the recollection that I brought up. It was two months ago when he defeated Ken Kennedy for the briefcase. Not a briefcase of money if that's what you're thinking. It's a briefcase that contained a contract that would give him the opportunity to get a title shot anytime within a year.
And let me tell you that he didn't waste time to use it. Everyone thought that he was aiming for the wwe champion but that assumption proved them wrong, when he made a 'surprise appearance' on Smackdown. The Undertaker retained the title successfully when he took out Batista. But he wasn't prepared to face his next opponent. Soon the bell rang and then a spear came out of nowhere and then the three count was made. New world champion! So because of that, he had to leave Raw one week later to move to Smackdown. So after that 'excitement', Edge and I haven't talked since…until that night in the locker room.
"Oh yeah," said Edge with that usual cocky smirk of his. "It seems like yesterday since I became champion."
"Well it seems like yesterday for me when I became the youngest world champion in history."
Edge looked from his world championship that was draped around his shoulder and then looked back at me with a chuckle.
"But you didn't have it for long, did ya? It's such a pity."
"Is this some kind of mockery?" I asked with a frown. "If this is the reason why you're here-"
"Whoa, hold on there tough guy. I'm only here to talk to an old buddy of mine."
I scoffed. "Old buddy?"
"Of course. I mean we used to be the best tag team on Raw. Remember Rated-RKO?"
"How could I forget?"
Rated-RKO is a name we came up with by putting his nickname, together with my initials (also my brilliant finishing maneuver, obviously everyone knows that). We both wanted the same things: to gain the respect for our accomplishments throughout our careers. Since then, I became one half of the world tag team champions for the first time in my career. So maybe that was one thing I could be grateful for Rated-RKO to come about….then it started to hit me.
"What?" Edge asked when he saw the way I looked at him in a questioning way. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I just have a feeling that you're not here just to have a casual conversation with an 'old buddy'."
"Huh? What are you…okay maybe there is something more to it..."
"I knew it."
"But I'm not here to boast about anything," he said rather quickly.
"Are you sure about that? I know you Edge so don't try to play an act."
Edge sighed. "Will you just listen to what I have to say instead of making up your own assumptions?"
I rolled my eyes. I mean this is Edge that we are talking about. He was literally and I mean literally bragging about this grand victory over the Undertaker. But this is not what got me annoyed. It's his selfishness that got Rated-RKO disbanded. And got me pissed off.
"Fine."
"Look Randy, I have come here to say I'm sorry for everything I've done to you."
"You're making an apology?"
"Yes."
"So….is that the last thing on your list?"
"What are you talk-"
"Well it seems like you have so much going on for you. I mean you got what you wanted, to become champion right? I'm sure you must have been really busy with interviews and all, right?"
"But I-"
"I'm not done yet!" I yelled. His eyes were wide with astonishment to see me this way. "The point is that you got the attention you wanted so why the hell should I take your apology if you don't care a damn thing, other than yourself?!"
Edge said nothing and I didn't expect him to say anything anyway.
"Get out Edge. Now."
There was no need for me to tell him twice. He was going to say something else but then changed his mind and left the locker room. Who the hell did he think he is when he came in? I shook my head my disbelief as I took a towel and head for the showers.
So it was my time to leave the arena to go to the hotel. Maybe a good swim in the pool should ease my mind a bit? I smiled at that suggestion. It should be empty by the time I get there so I can have the pool all to myself! I can't wait!
I was almost at the parking lot when I heard someone yelling.
"Let go of me you pervert!"
What was that about? I put my bag aside by a crate and left them there to see what was going on. The yelling got louder as I got closer to its source and soon I heard a male voice as well. I got to the dark corridor where I saw Edge holding onto Ashley's wrist while she was trying to wriggle her arm out of his tight grip, and desperately trying to defend herself.
"You look so hot as always," said Edge, chuckling.
"I SAID LET GO OF ME YOU BASTARD!" she said hotly.
And that's the part where I came in.
"Hey, let go of her!"
"What? We were just playing around and-"
"I said let go of her, Edge."
Edge scoffed. "I don't believe this. You're defending her after she tried to put you through hell?"
"So you think you can harass any diva around here just because you're the world champion?"
"You did the same thing!"
"Don't you dare put me as your excuse! That's part of your actions and I didn't play any part of that influence. So let her go, now."
He looked at me and then turned to Ashley who has a questioning expression on her face. He pushed her aside roughly and turned back to me with his glaring eyes. We stood there, glaring at each other for a minute and then the fiery tension between us was broken when Edge stepped back and walked out of the corridor. Clearly I never forgive him for what he did to me and I don't think I ever would.
Ashley was rubbing her wrist tenderly as if Edge left her with a big bruise to mind. We caught each other's eye for a brief moment and then I walked off, leaving her at the corridor. My bag was at the exact place I left it at. I pulled up the handle and rolled it out to the parking lot. I got to my rental car and reached for the keys in my pocket. A thought came to mind as I opened the trunk. I defended Ashley. Ashley Massaro, the diva whom I hate since day one. I can't believe I did that.
"Why the hell didn't I just leave them at their private session? Oh well, what I did doesn't mean a thing anyway."
And I'm sure it doesn't mean a thing to her either.
