8. Papercut.

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Papercut by Linkin Park

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"How the hell did you know. . .?" Emmett asked. I looked at him from the other side of the restaurant and I saw all three of them aruging, Emmett blocking his phone with his large, ape-like hand.

"Emmett," I said with a sigh, "I've known you guys for a very, very long time. Plus, Jasper does not look like a woman. He looks transexual."

"That was the point. . ."

"Emm-ett."

"I'm sorry," he said in a baby tone.

I sighed. What was I going to do with him? "Fine. I forgive you."

"WOOH!"

"Now please leave me alone," I begged. "I would like to go through this dinner peacefully, without weird people in costumes looking after me and filming me."

Emmett paused for quite a long time. "How did you know we were-"

"Emmett, if I knew it was you guys, I think I would know that you were filming," I said in a bored tone. I looked up at them and I could see Emmett close his phone and smashing his head against the restaurant table. I laughed, as I watched little pieces of food fly off the plates and either on the floor, or on Jasper's shirt. Eh, it was ugly anyway.

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Long story short, the date went pretty well. We spoke, shared interests. I had no idea about a lot of things about him. I got to know him better and honestly, he wasn't that bad as I thought. I guess you just had to get to know him to really know him. Right now, we were in Wrestle Mania, preparing for No Escape, which is taking place in just one hour. I was teaming up with Jasper in a Tag-Team match against Tanya and Edward. It's going to get ugly, and luckily, I'm prepared.

No Escape is one of the events where we get to actually like we are superstars. We even get our own intro, which is very hard to prepare and organize. Jasper and I already finished preparing ours and it's going to rock everyone out of their socks. Why socks? I have no idea. Maybe it's the one of the only clothings that doesn't show any private part of your body.

"You ready, Bells?" I heard Jasper ask from beside me.

I turned to face him and gave him a victorious smile. "Almost," I said. I was putting tape around my hand, wrapping it over and over. I made sure my boots were strapped. I tightened my shorts and pulled my hair into a tight ponytail. "Okay, we have a leat forty-five minutes left. Where's Emmett?"

Jasper cocked his head to his left and I saw Emmett standing in front of a mirror, pointing at it. I rose my eyebrow and cautiously walked over to him. He didn't notice me and I then realized that he was talking to the mirror. . .to himself.

"You - are - going - to - win - this - match," he said seriously to the mirror. "You - are - going - to - kick - Antonia's - ass - to - the - next - mellenium."

I chuckled. "Em, what are you doing?"

"Giving myself a pep talk," he answered. He looked at himself in the mirror, right into his eyes. "You better not lose."

"And what happens if you do?" I couldn't help but asking.

"Then one of you have to throw away my chocolate chip cookies away."

"Why throw them away?" I said. "Can't I just have them?"

"No," he said finally.

"Whatever."

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It was time.

My heart was pounding like crazy. I cuold hear my pulse racing in my ears. There was a large lump in my throat and honestly, I thought for a second that I wasn't going to be able to do this. I then felt Jasper's large hand fall onto my shoulder and I turned to look up at him. He gave me a reassuring smile. I nodded once and then gave an evil smile as I started forward, in front of me.

"You can do this," he assured.

"We can do this," I corrected him.

Johnny had gone earlier than us, going against Andrew Williams in a ladder match. Johnny had won and he kept screaming and whooping. He had then given Andrew the bird and screamed again with joy and won his trophy. We had all clapped for Johnny and that moment, I had wished Sheila was there to see it. She really did like Johnny and not seeing him on his glory day, would really make her sad.

And then, that's when I heard.

The loud music blasting out from the large speakers. It was playing the beginning of "Papercut" by Linkin Park, and I knew it was Jasper and I's cue. I turned to Jasper and he was grinning and then nodded.

"Why does it feel like night today?

Something in here's not right today

Why am I so uptight today?

Paranoia's all I got left."

Jasper and I burst through, doing the Jeff Hardy dance intro (Type Jeff Hardy's intro and you'll see what I mean) while a lot of people cheered for us. It was a large, round stadium, and honestly, there were a lot of people. A majority of them were cheering loudly for Jasper and I. I noticed Edward and Tanya standing in the ring. Edward looking all smug while Tanya had that look that said that she couldn't wait to pound my face. Ain't gonna happen. I then cheered loudly, showing them - especially Tanya - that I wasn't scared. That I wasn't afraid. That I was up for this. All the way.

Jasper and I run at the same time to the ring. He slipped under the ropes, while I took hold of them with both hands, and flipped into it. The music was still playing, but fading slowly. I stood up straight and walked slowly towards Edward and Tanya, Jasper beside me. The men were going to wrestle first, so Tanya and I went out of the ring, just at the edge, holding onto the rope so we could stay on.

"BRING IT, JASPER!" I yelled loudly, bringing him confidence.

He didn't look at me, but he did grin. The bell rang and next thing you know, Jasper swung a punch into Edward's face. The crowd made a "Oooo" type of sound, the type of sound you make when you see someone who was badly hurt. Edward immediatly got up and kicked Jasper in the stomach.

"Aye," I whispered.

After a long twenty minutes of kicks, punches, flying leaps from the ropes, pedigrees, and other violent movements, Edward finally gave in and slapped Tanya's hand. Now I got into the ring as Edward and Jasper got out and went in the same spots Tanya and I were in. Tanya had a smug grin on her face and then came for me.

She leaped onto me, and I fell on my back, but I tossed her behind my head. I quickly got to my feet but she was too quick. She punched me square in the nose and I clutched my nose. Luckily, it wasn't bleeding. Feeling all the rage in my body and I went straight for her and pulled her by her hair. I let her go and quickly did a backwards handstand, and made sure my foot hit into her face. She fell backwards onto the canvas and I fell on her and put my arm on her neckline, where her pressure point was. I put down pressure using my arm and she whimpered.

The referee came and watched and kepted asking Tanya if she wanted to withdraw. Tanya shook her head and I put down more pressure. She then screamed. I smiled and said, "You give up yet?"

She shook her head. I then gave her a hard punch. She kicked me off and I fell onto my back. Before I knew it, she was giving me a festival of punches. One after another. I couldn't take this. I was able to grab her shoulders and I threw her off of me. I jabbed my knee into her stomach and pulled her to her feet. I threw her at the ropes and she rebounded off of them, coming straight for me. I then brought my foot up and kicked her in the face - more likely the chin. She fell down. I had thought that I had gotten her unconscious.

But it was when she started moving up to her feet where my heart dropped. How much longer? How much hurt does this girl need to take to get her knocked out? I was too tired. I was a bit too weak. I then had a flashback on what it might be like if her and Edward win. It wasn't looking too pretty. And after that flashback, I assured myself that there was no way in hell that I was going to let them win - let alone let her win.

She came running to me and I had to think fast. And before I could even process all of this, I had grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up in the air, and she looked like a freaking airplane. She yelped. What now? Do I throw her out of the ring or do I let her fall onto the canvas?

I had her up in the air for at least a minute, but my arms weren't trembling yet. I've held things in the air that were three times more heavy than her. I could handle this. But what to do, what to do.

And then, making up my mind, I threw her hard against the canvas. She stayed there, whimpering and holding her back, since I practically broke it. I quickly climbed the ropes at the corner of the ring and stood on the post, looking down at her. She had no idea what was happening. She was just there, lying on the canvas, holding her back. And right then, I leaped off, falling straight to her.

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A/N: Sorry for not updating in a while, just a lot of things have happened that I had to deal with. I have two projects and plus Geo to study for (YES SARAH, WE HAVE A TEST. REMEMBER?)

Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter. I made my eyes burn (my screen is too bright, so it hurts my eyes) just to make you all happy.

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