Chapter 25
Madison fumed as she marched towards Team Canada's locker room. She couldn't believe that D'Amore had gone back on his word and told Petey.
She marched up to the door and walked straight into the room. Roode, Young and D'Amore all looked at her in shock.
"GET OUT" she yelled at Roode and Young. They both looked at her in shock but didn't move a muscle.
She glared at them both as they just sat there looking at her like stunned mullet.
"I SAID GET OUT" she yelled again. They looked at D'Amore who just nodded. They slowly got up and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind them.
D'Amore looked at her, knowing something was very wrong.
"Wanna tell me what that was all about?" he questioned, sitting down on the sofa.
She marched over and slapped him hard across the left cheek.
"You lying piece of shit! I can't believe I actually believed you again" she cried.
D'Amore looked at her, stunned and confused. He rubbed the side of his face where she had slapped him.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he questioned, pulling her down onto the seat beside him. She pulled her hand away.
"You promised me that you wouldn't tell anyone about us if I kept out of that match. I did what you asked – and it cost my team the titles – and you still told people anyway!"
It clicked with him what she was talking about.
"I'm going to kill that boy!" he muttered under his breath.
"Why Scott?"
He looked over at her, she seemed to have calmed down a little.
"Maddy, did you ever think at all that maybe I needed someone to talk to? I'm not like you, I can't just keep everything bottled up inside me. I trust Petey with my life – he's not going to tell a soul."
"Well he let it out to me, didn't he. What's to stop him dropping it to someone else?"
"God, Maddy you are paranoid! Have you honestly listened to yourself these days? You would think we were keeping the secret to homeland security or something? If your that god damn ashamed of us why don't you just go file for divorce?" he declared, annoyance lacing his voice.
Madison sat in shock. For once she was completely lost for words. D'Amore looked over at her, guiltly. He hadn't meant to drop the topic of divorce into the conversation, but he was getting sick of Madison's childish obsession with keeping everything a secret.
"You want a divorce?" she finally questioned, not able to face him.
"Do you?"
"I don't know, I really haven't thought about it to be honest" she finally replied after thinking about it for a few minutes.
"Well I think it's time you started thinking about what you want, because I am sick of these games" he announced as he walked over and opened the door, signalling for her to leave.
Roderick and Alex were sitting outside the studio at the first week of tapings since Destination X. They were waiting for Madison to arrive.
"You sure about this Rod? You don't want to show it to Austin and Jack first?" Alex questioned, unsure about what they were about to do.
"I told you, it will be easier on them if Madison just disappeared, okay" he replied, annoyed with Alex's questions all the time.
Alex shut his mouth and just watched as Roderick scanned the parking lot for Madison's black Holden Astra. After a few minutes he hit Alex on the arm and pointed to the parking entrance.
"Here she comes. Let me do the talking, alright."
As Madison headed towards the entrance to the soundstage Impact was taped on, she spotted them waiting by the door. The arrogant and cocky look on Roderick's face suggested something was definitely up. He smiled at her as she met up with them.
"How are you today Madison?" he cheerfully greeted her.
She rolled her eyes and smiled back.
"Fine thanks, yourself?"
"Oh, I am having the best day of my life, but unfortunately yours isn't going to be that great in a few minutes" he smirked.
Madison narrowed her eyes and looked at him.
"Really, and why would that be?"
"Because today is your last day in TNA, and that is just going to be so sad!"
She laughed at him.
"Really? Sorry, but today isn't my last day. Wishful thinking Roderick, but sorry to disappoint" she smirked before trying to walk past them. Alex stepped in front of her, blocking the doorway.
"I'm serious Madison, at the end of tonight's show you are going to walk into Dixie's office and resign."
Madison just stared at him, like he had completely lost all his marbles.
"And why in the hell would I do that?"
"Because if you don't, well Alex and I are going to hold a little screening for the video he's got there. Baby, you are a movie star now!"
Madison just looked over at Alex, who held up a video and smiled.
Madison just looked from one man to the other.
"I don't have time for your shit right now, I have a title match to prepare for" she said, pushing her way past Alex.
"I wonder what your husband would think of that language" Roderick sneered.
Madison stopped dead in her tracks.
"What the hell did you just say?" she questioned, turning around to face them.
"Your husband. What? You think we wouldn't find out you were shagging the enemy?"
Madison just stood dumbfounded.
"How,……….how the hell did you find out about that?" she asked, not quite knowing what to do.
"Really Madison, of all the things I thought you were hiding from us, this is the last thing I would have expected. And really, if you want to keep a secret, telling someone about it in a public place isn't a real good idea" Alex grinned.
"You were spying on me!"
"Yeah, I guess you could say that, by the way, what did you think of the Coldplay concert? I actually really enjoyed the street festival though, and your house is so nice!"
Madison glared at him before punching him right in the mouth. As he fell to the ground Roderick grabbed her by the wrist and pinned her against the wall.
"Here's the deal Madison, you will drop your title tonight to Jade, resign straight afterwards, and leave TNA without a word, or that video Alex has will be broadcast to everyone at the next PPV – understand me?" he growled.
Madison looked at the rage in his eyes. She nodded quickly without a word.
"Good. Now, have a good night" he said sweetly, opening the door to the soundstage for her.