Hey guys! Ok, I'm really proud of this chapter, and I hope you will be too. I think I went out of my comfort zone, and when you read this, I think you'll understand what I mean. Misschrissi7; He does, definitely. Flufferz; Don't worry, I wouldn't do that to you. Beth may end up being Jeff's dog. And he will. Leelan Jacobs; I thought you might! Soagirlforever; I'll keep that in mind. 4everY2JLitafan; I think the drama shall unveil in this chapter.
Btw, you may recognise a particular segment in this chapter that was shown on Raw – I made sure I typed every word used. Sorry for spelling mistakes. Enjoy
Nat xxxx
Monday Night Raw...
Lita braced herself for what she was about to do. Please let this encounter be normal. The red head opened the locker room door, just in time to Edge sitting on the couch, finishing a second six-pack of beer. Sensing someone in the room, Edge turned to see her staring at him.
"Edge, we need to talk." While Lita closed the door behind her, Edge laughed hysterically, taking in the words that came out of his girlfriend's mouth. It was obvious that he was drunk.
"What's so funny?" Edge got up, his eyes fixed on Lita.
"What's so funny? I'll tell you what's so funny!" Edge, walked towards the door and closed it very slowly, making the extreme diva uncomfortable.
"What's funny is that you haven't talked to me since last week, and you just waltz in here, trying to make amends?"
"Well we need to don't we!" The master manipulator smirked at the extreme diva's comment. He then cocked his head to the right, eyes still fixed on the girl before him.
"Why do we Lita! Is it because you're upset that I clobbered your stupid boyfriend!" The diva sent Edge a bewildered look, but he didn't care. "What's the reason Lita, were you upset that you saw Kane blood spewing on the canvas? Huh? Because I wasn't, I was enjoying it, and could have continued enjoying it until you swiped that chair out of my hands!"
"I couldn't let you hurt him! It's not right; you had no right to do that." Edge laughed even harder than before.
"Oh, and you have a right to go and see Kane behind my back! Oh don't give me that look!" But Lita couldn't help but continue to give Edge the look of confusion and rage.
"What do you mean? Do you think I've been cheating on you? Because if that's the case -"
"What are you going to do? Huh, Lita? Are you going to run to Kane? Are you going to have a chat with him when you feel troubled?"
"Is that what this is all about? You attacked Kane because you saw me talking to him?" Lita couldn't believe what she was hearing. Edge on the other hand appeared to have trouble standing up right, something the red head was able to notice. He doesn't mean anything he said – he's obviously drunk. Managing to stand still, Edge walked slowly to the diva, making her a bit uncomfortable.
"I needed to send a message; make a statement. I needed to let Kane know that when you mess with me, the consequences are 100% Rated R," Lita raised an eyebrow and began to shake her head disapprovingly at her boyfriend's comment. "I also wanted him to learn that you belonged to me."
The diva instantly stopped shaking her head, carefully taking in the words the blond wrestler said.
"What do you mean I belong to you?" Edge grinned. I've gotten her to crack. ,
"Don't you get it Lita? You belong to me. You're mine and only mine – you can't be shared." Lita was shocked at what the Rated R superstar had to say. If he thinks he's going to use that shit over me, he has another think coming. I'm ending this!
"Well sorry to burst your bubble. But if that's how you feel, then I'm sorry Edge; I think we need to go our separate ways." And that is when everything went wrong. Edge was more alert than ever; he was able to stand still. Fists clenched tight, Edge looked down at the ground, trying to calm the volcano in the pit of his stomach, ready to erupt. As tranquilly as he could make his voice, he began to talk once again.
"What did you just say?"
"Oh, you heard what I said. It's over! I don't think I want to be with a man who feels he should be able to have authority over me!" As Lita proceeded towards the door, she abruptly stopped in her tracks. Feeling a sharp pain shoot around her right wrist, she turned around to see that Edge had a firm grip on it. But that's not what frightened her.
Looking up, so both eyes could meet his, Lita could see fury swelling up in the green orbs of her ex boyfriend. It was the same look he gave her when he hit her last week. Without hesitation, Edge rammed Lita towards the floor beneath them, his body on top of hers. Lita began to kick and punch Edge, but Edge gained the upper hand, grabbing both arms, slamming them against the floor. With both arms now pinned to the ground, courtesy of the man on top of her, the red head's body was now hurting all over. Edge had now unleashed the volcano within him. Unable to hide the fear she was feeling, Lita tried her best to scream, but Edge was having none of that. Raising his right hand, Edge slapped the fallen diva, just like before. Just enough to cause serious pain, but not enough to display any bruising.
Lita immediately became quiet, tears running down her cheeks, stinging her skin from the slap she received. Sending her a sick, devious smile, Edge realised he had great influence.
"You think you can leave me? You really think you can leave me! I don't think so. You don't get it Lita, you are mine! You will always be mine!" Edge got right into the diva's face, a face that exhibited alarm,
"Now, do you understand?" Lita didn't answer, and closed her eyes, hoping her would get off of her. Annoyed by this, Edge lifted her collapsed body from the shoulders, and violently shaking it, throwing Lita back to the ground, her body meeting it with a loud thump.
"Do you understand Lita!" As best as she could, Lita gave a nod to the Canadian.
"Good, I'm glad. I'll be back." Edge opened the door of the locker room, and walked out, shutting the door behind him. When out of her sight, the red head slowly got up from the floor, dragging herself across the locker room, only to collapse on the nearby couch. That was when the tears were flowing continuously. Lita had never imagined her relationship with Edge to turn to this. There was a reason why she left Kane; it was because Edge made her feel on cloud nine, something Lita thought she'd never be able feel, but of course, times do change. Who can I tell what just happened. I could tell Jeff, maybe even Kane – but who knows what Edge may do to me; to them. I can't risk it.
"Lita, you're needed at Eric Bischoff's office." Lita looked towards the right to see Edge stand in the doorway, with Gene Snitsky behind him, looking a bit agitated for some reason. Slowly getting up, Lita made her way pass both Gene and Edge, not making eye contact with any of them. Let's get this over with.
Kane walked into the arena. Fully recovered from Edge's attack, he began to think how he was going to tell Lita the truth about her boyfriend. But would she believe me. If I tell her, she'll act stubborn.
"Kane?" Kane turned around to see one of the technicians standing in front of him. "You have a match against Gene Snitsky tonight." Kane nodded, and walked off towards his locker room. As he was walking, he happened to see Candice Michelle talking to Torrie Wilson. Candice seemed to be very happy, there was no negativity seen. The Big Red Monster couldn't help but send her a critical look, which she didn't notice. How can she act like everything is normal? How can she walk around without the worry that someone has found out her secret. Continuing his journey, Kane made it to his locker room. Lita won't believe me until she see's hardcore evidence; and I'll be the one to give it to her.
"No, you can't make me! I won't say it!" Lita jumped right out of her seat. With hardwood floorboards and an Oakwood desk circling around him, Eric Bischoff remained in his seat, but of course didn't hide his hate for the red head.
"I don't care if you don't want to do it. But here's the twist – I'm ordering you. As the General Manager of Raw, and your boss, I expect you to listen to me!" Eric said sternly towards the diva, who remained in the same position, unharmed by Eric's demeanour.
"And as your employee, I have rights. I refuse to go through with this segment. You're messing with people's feelings here." Eric stood up.
"That doesn't matter. What matters is whether Raw gets ratings or not Lita. Ratings are very important. No ratings mean no money and no jobs; it's as simple as that. So you can ever refuse to do this and lose your job in the process, or help Raw become better than ever – it's your call!" Lita sighed, taking in what the GM was saying. I can't, it's against everything I stand for. Looking ahead, at Eric, Lita slowly sat down in her seat. Please God, forgive me for what I'm about to do.
"What do I have to say?"
Candice Michelle walked out of the diva's locker room, feeling happy as happy can be. But that didn't mean she didn't feel guilty. Her and Edge had been going at it for some time now, behind Lita's back. Lita's a nice girl, and she been through so much. Except Candice didn't just feel guilt.
Throughout her affair with the Rated R superstar, Vince's Devil couldn't help but feel some sort of affection for the blonde wrestler. Every time she met with him, she would be grateful that he was there, but for some reason, she wanted more.
"Hey babe," Edge grabbed Candice from behind, slithering both his arms around her waist. Her then began to kiss her neck. Removing herself from his grip, Candice slapped the Canadian on his left arm.
"What the hell Edge! People could have been passing by!" Rubbing his arm, Edge laughed.
"I'm sorry babe; I just wanted to see you," Candice smiled at the comment that was said. "Are you free?" The diva leaned in close to him, so Edge could feel her warm breath against his skin. Slowly, she lowered her hand towards his crotch, rubbing the area. This caused Edge to jump slightly. Then, the diva turned and walked away, but not before she sent Edge a very cheeky smile.
"I take that as a yes!" And with that, Edge sped after her.
Kane made his way towards the ring. The crowd were cheering as he got in, but cheered even louder when he performed his signature entrance. Fire breathed out of a four ring posts, sending a red glow throughout the arena.
It's not my fault!
Gene Snitsky walked in from backstage and stood under the Titantron. Behind, Lita followed, looking very reluctant. This confused Kane, but what confused him even more was that for some reason, she had a microphone in her hand. What's she doing here?
"Look Gene, I just wanted to clear the air and everything and set the record straight. About the whole baby thing; I now know, I know you've been trying to tell me but..." Lita took in a deep breath, and looked towards Kane, who stood in the middle of the ring, looking very puzzled. "It wasn't your fault." Kane's eyes widened, full of astonishment. She didn't; she wouldn't. The crowd began to boo very loud, chanting "You suck" at the two wrestlers who stood below the Titantron.
"No, it wasn't my fault." Snitsky nodded. Pointing at Kane, Lita continued.
"It was Kane's. Kane is who put me in danger. And actually, so what I wanted to tell you is that I owe you a ton of gratitude," The red head closed her eyes. What am I saying? Opening her eyes, she carried on.
"The thought of having some demon spawn baby running around with some useless husband sulking! Ahh! I just wanted to thank you. I mean, I don't know whether you get where I'm coming from, but I mean really, really, really wanted to thank you." Lita closed the gap between her and Gene. She then reached up and caught his platted beard in her right hand, wrapping it around her index finger. Pulling it, Lita lowered his head. With hesitation, Lita planted a kiss on Gene Snitsky's lips, shocking Gene, Kane, the WWE Universe, and herself.
"My pleasure!" Snitsky said, recovering from his shock. Laughing, Snitsky is walked down the ramp. Lita followed, glancing at Kane, who was shaking his head, refusing to look at her. I hope Kane finds somewhere in his heart to forgive me, because I might not be able to forgive myself.
"That was a very good segment Lita, very promising." Eric Bischoff was waiting in the gorilla, exhibiting a happy smile. Lita looked at the GM, hated and tears glistening in her eyes. Not saying anything, she walked away, passing the locker rooms. Finding a big black crate, Lita hid behind it, sitting down. Tears were streaking down her cheek, falling one by one.
"Did you mean it?" Lita abruptly looked above to see Kane towering over her. Unable to look at him, she immediately looked down and shook her head, while sniffling. Kane, realising she was telling the truth, bent down to her level. Hoping the diva wouldn't flinch, the Big Red Machine place his hand under Lita's chin, tilting her head up, so she could face him. Hazel orbs stared straight at one baby blue and one black. Kane could see all the sorrow and grief in the red head's eyes.
"It's going to be ok." Lita nodded at Kane's words, rubbing her nose as well. Grabbing her left arm, Kane lifted Lita up from the floor.
"Come here." At Kane's gesture, Lita openly enveloped the Devil's favourite demon in a hug. In the middle of the hallway, with only a large black crate as their witness, both embraced each other. When breaking apart, Lita sent Kane an appreciative smile.
"Thank you, I'm really glad I have you." Kane smiled in return, and kissed the diva on her forehead. I can't tell her about them; not like this.
Eventually, Kane will tell her... Please review