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Give In To Me: Chapter 21
Scarlett
The night full of Nexus versus team WWE individual matches was already underway. Our first match up was a good one. Wade was able to pull off the win. His win gave the Nexus a little momentum and a little push to succeed. Spirits were high in that locker room. I handed Wade the sheet of the agreed line up.
"I guess you're up Tarver!" He said with a pleased look on his face. Michael Tarver slowly rose to his feet. His legs shook slightly out of nervousness. We wished him good luck and he headed out to decide his own fate. Not even ten minutes later, the Nexus music played through the arena. Tarver had won and earned his spot in the Nexus.
A commercial played and it was time for Justin Gabriel to take his place at the gorilla position to face Bret Hart. I stood as Justin stood. He looked at me curiously.
"I'm going with you," I declared. Justin smirked a little.
"Scarlett, you don't need to go out there, Gabriel is a big boy!" Wade said seriously.
"I'm going for moral support. Plus, Bret played dirty with that chair last night. Fat chance he'll get away with that again!" I shot back.
"I suppose you have a point. You can go but absolutely NO interference unless it's to warn the ref. I'm serious. The GM will punish you and we can't afford NOT to have you at this point." I smiled.
"Thank you Wade. I'll be careful. Justin, we should hurry you are going to be late!"
We exited the room and walked to the curtain.
"Thanks for coming," he said softly.
"No problem, I thought you could use the support."
"You know, you didn't have to take it easy on me. I could have gone up against anybody. You didn't have to put me up against the old geezer."
"I wasn't going easy on you. I really thought you'd be the best against him. He really is slow and you are speedy. It should be good. I know it came off as protecting you but I didn't mean it that way," I said honestly. Although a part of me wanted to put him against an easy mark because then I would be more likely to keep him in the Nexus.
The Nexus music hit and I linked arms with Justin as we made our way through the curtain. We sauntered down to the ring confidently as the crowd booed us. I walked up the steel steps and sat on the second rope, allowing Justin through. Once the music stopped, the signal for the anonymous general manager sounded through the arena. My stomach sunk.
"May I have your attention please!" Michael Cole bellowed. "Bret Hart will not be competing tonight. Instead, Justin Gabriel will be facing…Randy Orton!" My jaw dropped as Randy's music played through out the arena.
"Shit," I whispered under my breath. I knew this was going to be a lot harder than facing Bret. Justin tried his best to keep his cool. I gave him a kiss on the cheek before exciting the ring for the match. Randy winked at me and I blew him a small kiss.
I stood at the apron anxiously awaiting the bell. Randy stood at the opposite corner. He was slightly crouched ready to pounce the young Justin Gabriel. It seemed like it had been forever and still the bell hadn't rung. I looked to the ref who was taking his place. The sound alerting a anonymous Gm message. Michael Cole took to the podium.
"Can I have your attention please? I have just received a message from the general manager. And I quote, 'I'm usually all for showing support for one another but with so much at stake on tonight's matches, no chances will be taken. Therefore Scarlett Sinclair is banned from ringside with the exception of the main event.'" The crowd cheered.
"Aw come on!" I said slamming my hands on the apron. The referee walked over to me.
"Scarlett you're outta here!" He said pointing towards the ramp.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" I yelled. Randy walked over to the ref and argued with him. Justin joined in.
"Oh come on, both of us want her here!" Randy shouted.
"What the GM says goes!" The ref said with a shrug. "You've got 10 seconds before I have to signal for security."
"Oh fuck you!" I said flipping him off. I picked up the steel steps and tossed them out of anger. They slammed noisily against the floor, nearly taking out a cameraman. I walked past the announcers table and turned over an empty chair violently. I stomped over to and up the ramp. As I passed through the curtain, I heard the bell ring. I knew where I needed to go next.
Wade
I watched irritated as Scarlett was publicly discarded from ringside. In pure Scarlett fashion, she threw a tantrum as she made her way backstage. I waited expectantly for our blonde bombshell to come bursting through the doors of the locker room. Five minutes later, she still hadn't arrived. I was a little concerned. A pissed off Scarlett usually spelled trouble. I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt and not send anybody after her.
I began to hear a roar rumble through the monitor. The crowd was going nuts as they saw Sheamus stride down the ramp. He walked around the ring, enticing the viper. Randy couldn't help himself. He decided to chase after Sheamus instead of going for the pin. Randy Orton had lost the match to Justin Gabriel by count out.
A few moments later, Gabriel came through the door proudly.
"Great match Gabriel!" I bellowed. He smiled and looked around the room.
"Thanks Wade…it sure was a close one!" He said relieved. "Where is Scarlett?"
"To be honest, I have no bloody idea. She never came back here after getting banned from ringside."
"Shouldn't we be worried?" He asked me.
"Oh I don't know, Scarlett is a big girl. Knowing her she went to sneak a cigar. She always does when she is mad or anxious. Both of which she is tonight," I said matter of factly.
"Still…what if she isn't smoking. What if something happened to her?" He whined concerned.
"We'll give her a few minutes. If she isn't back, a few of you will be sent after her. Okay?" I said trying to calm him.
"Okay…thanks."
"No problem."
I turned to look at the monitor. A women's match filled the screen. Alicia Fox versus Melina, a rematch from last night. I watched a little bored. The match didn't take long at all. It seemed rather insignificant until it hit me. Scarlett is pissed. What does she sometimes do when she's mad? Attack people. "Oh shit! I'll be right back."
I immediately jumped to my feet and headed out the door. I rushed down the corridors.
"You!" I said pointing to Josh Matthews. "Have you seen Scarlett?"
"Uh…yeah! That way!" He said pointing around the corner.
"Thanks." I hurried in that direction and down that hallway. I knew I was getting close when I heard the sound of steel hitting skull. I turned the corner to see Alicia Fox laid out on the concrete and Melina on all fours next to her. Scarlett was standing over her, a chair over her head. She swung and nailed her in the back. Melinda screamed in agony. A camera was capturing this event.
"Scarlett! Come on!" I said firmly.
"I'm not done!" She yelled. She bent down and snatched Melina's title. "This is going to be mine!" She yelled in her face. I had had enough.
"Scarlett! That is enough!" I commanded again. I swooped over to her and grabbed her by the waist. I lifted her away from the other women. She calmed down after a minute. I slowly set her down. Scarlett tossed down the title and we left the scene.
"What the hell Scarlett!?"
"What?! I was getting shit done," she shot back.
"So what exactly have you accomplished since you went awol?" I asked her curiously.
"First of all…I paid the Great White a visit…"
"Wait, that was you?"
"Yep, I sent Sheamus down to fuck up Justin's match."
"I hate to admit this, but that was bloody brilliant," I said almost in awe. "You seriously cost your fiancé the match to save Justin?"
"You're damn right. I'm loyal to the Nexus. I don't know exactly what I need to do to prove that to you all," She said simply. I took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry if it sounded like I was questioning your loyalty. You just never cease to surprise me sometimes."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"As you should," I said with a chuckle.
"Do you think my little attack will get me into the title picture?" She asked looking up at me. A smile adorned her face.
"Oh absolutely. I'd be shocked if you didn't."
"Fantastic," she chirped excitedly. "Mission accomplished."
Scarlett
By the time we'd returned to the locker room, Skip, David, and Heath had all won their matches. That gave the Nexus 6/6 victories tonight. All that was left was Darren Young versus John Cena, the main event.
"It's time, Darren. Make us proud," Wade said firmly. A very stern expression on his face. Darren tried to put on a face of confidence but failed miserably. He was so nervous. I couldn't blame him, John was one of the greats. He was tough to beat. Darren walked out of the room and made his way to his match.
We all sat in silence, watching the entrances of John and Darren. As soon as the bell rang, Wade broke the silence.
"I say we get better seats guys." I looked at him curiously but didn't question him. Almost in unison, we stood up and followed Wade through the hallways. We walked out onto the stage. We just stood in a straight line not saying a word. I had to say that Darren was actually holding his own.
Minutes passed and John was beginning to gain a more permanent advantage over the rookie. I looked over to Wade who was stone faced. His big arms crossed in front of him. His lack of concern or emotion was a little surprising to me. Something was up but I didn't know what. I continued to watch and soon John was able to get the STF locked in. My stomach sunk. He was in the same predicament last night and last night, he tapped out. He tried his best to hold in there but he tapped.
John immediately released the hold and the ref held up his hand in victory over the fallen Darren. Wade began to move down the ramp and the other Nexus members followed. I watched curiously as they began to split off into two groups. This was planned. Wade had anticipated all of this. A chill ran down my spine. I followed suit anyways. They got up on the apron, two men on each of three sides of the ring. This only left the side next to the ramp open so I occupied it. John and Darren both stood in the middle of the ring. John was on high alert, almost bracing himself for an attack. When nothing happened, he made his way to my side of the ring to leave. I looked to Wade for approval. He nodded and I let John pass.
"You don't have to do this Scar.." he said softly. I just looked at him before turning my attention back to the ring.
Suddenly, all the members of Nexus slipped into the ring and surrounded Darren. He turned to Wade, distraught.
"Wade, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I can make this up to you. Please let me make it up to you!" He pleaded. I looked at Wade. He showed no mercy.
"You knew the deal, Darren," he answered.
Out of nowhere they began to beat on Darren Young.
I stepped closer to them.
"Stop this! What the hell are we doing!?" I yelled. I got no reply.
"Knock it off!" I yelled again. They set him up for Skip Sheffield's finisher. I turned from them and left the ring. I walked solemnly up the ramp shaking my head. It was only then that I saw John Cena watching from the stage. I stopped when my name was yelled.
"Scarlett! Get back here!" I heard Wade yell from the apron.
They had positioned Darren for one of my finishers, my version of the boston crab that had affectionately been called 'Scarlett fever'. He motioned to me. I looked at Wade, then at John, back at Wade, back at John. I ran towards the ring, sliding in. I carefully applied Scarlett fever and intensified it. The Nexus members all watched on approvingly as Darren Young, one of our own five minutes ago, writhed in pain, tapping desperately on the mat. I released it.
"Good girl, Scarlett. You made the right call," he purred. It sure as hell didn't feel like it. I felt horrible. Skip and Tarver pried Darren off the mat and handed him to Wade who hit Darren with a wasteland.
Wade smiled, proud of the destruction we left laying front and center. He headed out of the ring.
"Wait!" I called out. He stepped back into the ring. I walked over to Darren. I rolled him over and pulled up his arm. I stuck my stiletto boot on his chest for leverage as I slowly pulled the Nexus arm band off of his arm. "Sorry Darren, you don't deserve the honor of having one of these!"
I walked with Nexus up the ramp knowing that we'd turned a new leaf. I wasn't sure if we'd be for better or for worse.
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