Hey Guys! Sorry about not updating in a while, been busy with Air Cadets and school. Here's another part of the TLC chapters.
Misschrissi7; He does, doesn't he? We all do, and just wait and see. Oooh that sounds good...can't wait!
Quinny'sJellyBean; Yes, that is sadly true, and it does sound good. Well, updated...read and see.
Blackhat; He did and we'll see if he's actually "gonna get got" later in this chapter...
Sonib89; I know right, I wondered what I would have gotten him to do? Yes, I'm particularly happy about that bit. Haha, we all want cake, and I'm also worried about Jeff...
Flufferz; Haha, we both were. Don't worry, the time will come eventually. Haha, It's not good to wake up people you know, but I'm glad you cheered. Mark is being Mark and of course, Skittles is becoming a global legend. Jeff doing a crazy dance...I'm sure you can relate to I'm thinking...I know, I feel sorry for Adam, considering that he tried to apologise. Thank you, I wanted to make it good. I think cake could solve a lot of people's problems. Thank you!
XxBlueEyedxPunkettexX; Yes she did, and here it is! Thank you!
Enjoy people, and thanks for your reviews. You should see the massive smiles I get when I read them! Sorry for any spelling mistake, I shall edit them.
"Fuck You (an Ode to No One)" by The Smashing Pumpkins
I'm never coming back
I'm never giving in
I'll never be the shine in your spit
I disconnect the act
I disconnect the dots
I disconnect the me in me
And you're mistaken
It's you that's faking
Living and breathing and dying too
This message is for anyone who dares
To hear a fool
You can't bring me back
You can't bring me back
'Cause I gave it all back to you
Through sacred alleys, the living wrecks
Wreak their havoc upon this world
The disenchanted, the romantics
The body and face and soul of you
Is gone down that deep black hole
Destroy the mind
Destroy the body
But you cannot destroy the heart
And you, you make me so I need to disconnect
And you make it so real
I don't need your love to disconnect
To run around kids in get-go cars
With Vaseline afterbirths and neon coughs
Galaxies full of nobodies
Giving us the farewell run-arounds
I took a virgin Mary axe to his sweet baby Jane
Lost my innocence to a no good girl
Scratch my face with anvil hands
And coil my tongue around a bumblebee mouth
And I give it all back to you
I give it all back to you, yeah
I give it all back to you
For you
No way, I don't need it
I don't need your love to disconnect
And you make it so real
I don't need your love to disconnect
No way to disconnect
And you make it so real
I don't need your love to disconnect
No way to disconnect
"You have German Chocolate Cake! Can I have some?" Lita asked, excitement flashed across her face. Matt and Trish immediately looked at her, and then looked at each other, shocked that she was buying into Jeff's distraction. Jeff, on the other hand sighed deeply, and smiled.
"Yes, I do! Let's go and get it; it's in my locker room." The temporary red head stretched him arm out, and ushered Lita to take his hand. Removing herself from Kane's embrace, the red headed diva took him hand, and smiled. Just the Charismatic Enigma turned to lead way, he was suddenly pulled back. In next to no time, he felt a hand connect with the back of his head; the noise it made seemed loud enough to inflict some damage, but not too much.
"Ow! What the hell Li?"
"Do you really think I'm that stupid Jeff?" Lita shouted, her sharp features becoming noticeable. Jeff looked down upon her while rubbing his head, instantly wishing that he hadn't said anything.
"Well, no. I just thought that I was actually going to get away with it. Plus, I really wanted a slice of cake. I'm sorry." The extreme diva softened her features a little, but suddenly forced them to be sharp again. Leaning towards her further left, but without taking any eye contact off her younger brother, she began to speak again.
"Matt Moore Hardy... When and where?"
"Earlier this week... at his house." Matt stopped himself when he saw his sister's body tense a little, but continued when they began to relax. Red, we're really sorry, we just wanted to teach him a lesson."
"Trish, did you know?" Trish looked down when she heard her name, ashamed that she had taken part in the small plan of revenge.
"Yes, I did. The boys told me a week before. I'm really sorry Li; I just went along with it because I wanted the bastard to get a taste of his own medicine." Lita closed her eyes as she felt a swarm of tears swell up inside her tear ducts, but compelled herself releasing any one of them. Jeff, detecting this, burrowed his head, feeling even worse than he felt earlier.
"Kane?"
"Lita, Kane had nothing to do with this. We didn't tell him, honey." A sigh of relief formed inside her throat, but the diva didn't let it out; she didn't want to.
"Hey Mark, sorry you got caught up in this." Mark smirked, glad that the diva hadn't forgotten about him
"It's ok, my extremist friend. Do you want me to leave?" A vague smile appeared on the diva's face, but soon vanished.
"Nah, you can stay. I'm leaving." And with that, Lita left the wrestlers to be surrounded by a guilty aura, upset about how things turned out to be.
"Should we go after her?" Trish asked. Lifting his head up, Jeff shook his head.
"No, she'll come to us in her own time. Matt, we need to get ready, it's half past." Matt nodded, and walked up to his brother. Somehow, his right hand connected with the back of Jeff's head.
"Ow! Is it hit Jeff day?"
"That's for ratting us out! But if you want it to be hit Jeff day, I have a lot more of those coming..." Matt said coldly, but one could indicate the small amusement in his voice, as he watched his younger brother send him a dirty glare. Matt then turned to face Kane, was stood by Mark.
"Kane, I think you should find her, especially with Edge being around. You'll know where she is..."
Adam Copeland sat behind the red door of his temporary locker room. Taking a deep sigh, he was trying to keep track of what was going on. His head spinning after the recent event he endured a few minutes ago. The Rated R Superstar still featured an element of disbelief; disbelief for his actions. I wasn't supposed to touch her, I didn't mean too.
Looking at the clock that was mounted above the door, he realised that time was now heading to twenty minutes ten. The TLC match against the Hardyz was in 10 minutes. Edge forced himself up, and sluggishly moved around the locker room, until he reached the bench on the far left of the room, with his sports bag lying on top. Sitting down, he began to unravel the contents of the bag, while he began to think about what would be his future after the Hardyz were finished with him. Well let's get this over and done with...
Bright shining lights glimmered through darkness. The sound of the busy city surrounded the red head, who sat herself down in the centre of the arena rooftop. Watching the world live on beneath her, she shivered as the cold wind rubbed against her bare shoulders, as she was still wearing her wrestling gear.
Hugging her knees tightly towards her, Lita was trying to wrap her head around what her closest friends admitted to her. She couldn't believe that they had kept their plans hidden from her this long, or the fact that they disobeyed her when she told her brothers not to do anything to Edge. Even Trish knowing about this made her feel even more hurt.
Suddenly, a slight feeling of warm enveloped her body. Looking left and right, she could see a big zip up hoodie draped around her shoulders, causing the diva to turn and look behind her. A small, but appreciative smile found itself on her face as Kane knelt down on her right side, and then sitting next to her. Without even thinking, Lita allowed the Big Red Monster to bind his arm around her body, and soon leaned closer towards him. After a few minutes of silence, Kane began to speak.
"You know that Matt, Jeff and Trish meant well." The diva nodded.
"I do, but I would feel even better if they actually didn't hide all of this from me."
"Well they were just worried about your reaction. They knew that you would be upset, but they felt the need to avenge you in some way; because you're their friend." Lita looked up at her boyfriend, knowing what he was saying was true. They were just sticking up for me.
"You're right; they were just sticking up for me." Kane smiled and kissed the diva's forehead.
"Their match is about to start, do you want to catch up with them? Knowing that you're not mad at them might motivate them a bit more." The red head nodded. With that being her answer, Kane got up and reached out to take her hand, lifting her up as well.
"Jeff, calm down." Matt said as he watched his brother frantically paced the gorilla.
"I can't Matt! Li's angry with us, and it's eating me up." The charismatic enigma continued to pace.
"I know, it's getting me as well, but we have to stay strong. There's a blonde fucking bastard making his way down that ramp right now, and we need to teach him a lesson," The sensei of Mattitude tensed at the thought of Edge still being able to come out, after what had happened previously in the diva's locker room. "We're doing this for Red."
"I can't wait to rip that man apart, there would be body parts flying everywhere if I get my way!" Jeff shouted, and turned towards a wall behind him, beating on it continuously, not caring about the slight pain that was build up inside his knuckles.
"Jeffrey Nero Hardy, stop that. You'll injure yourself and Matty would have to go out there all by himself." Both Hardyz turned to Lita behind them and Kane beside her, both hand in hand.
"Li, we're really sorry, we real -" Jeff's sentence was cut short when his sister grabbed for him and hugged him tightly. Returning the embrace, the temporary red head smiled, knowing that she had forgiven him. After letting go, she then went to hug Matt.
"Go kick some ass!"
"And look at the Hardyz go for it King! Then didn't even continue their usual entrance!" JR shouted as he and King watched the Hardy Boyz race down the entrance ramp. Soon, both boys plunged into the ring and wasted no time. Punches and kicks were meeting Edge constantly. The crowd watched eagerly, as the referee motioned for the bell to be rung.
"Wow! There's a definite motivation driving these boys, they almost look crazed!"
"I know King! Now, just to remind everybody, although this is a handicap TLC match, and the first ever might I add, the wrestler participating can win via pin fall or submission."
"But disqualification is still possible. If someone tries to even up the odds on Edge's favour, then he would automatically be disqualified. I wonder what started this feud?" King asked, JR looked at him and shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know King, it seemed rather unexpected." While Jeff continued his ongoing assault, Matt climbed out of the ring, and started to throw items over the ropes. Chairs soon clattered against the canvas. A ladder soon slid across the mat, followed by a table, and later followed by the dark haired wrestler.
The rainbow haired warrior stopped what he was doing, slumping the now battered Canadian wrestler towards the canvas. Looking straight at his brother, both had this instant connection, knowing what their next deed would be. If one was able to look closer, they would have seen the impulsive twinkle in their eyes.
Both men picked up a chair each, slamming it against the mat, waiting for the fallen superstar to get up so they could achieve their goal.
"They're not going to use Edge's own move against them, that's the worst thing one could do the wrestler in a match." Jerry's question was soon answered. The Master Manipulator slowly made his way to his feet, but they weren't helping him ain any sort of way, causing him to wobble. The Hardyz nodded simultaneously at each other. Soon, the wobbling got the better of Edge, and he bobbed right into their trap. No hesitation was felt; as both swung the chairs they were holding. Slicing through the air, both chair made great contact with Edge's head, sandwiching it completely. As the chairs were dropped to the floor, the Canadian followed their example, flopping right onto the canvas. The crowd roared with excitement, and the referee looked perplexed.
"JR! Did you see that?"
"Yes I did King, and my God! You could feel the impact of Edge's fall." It wouldn't have surprised anybody if Edge left a body print in the canvas, considering how hard he fell. He wasn't even moving. Matt and Jeff hi-fived each other, pleased at what they had accomplished. But both were paying little attention to their "fallen" opponent. The Ultimate Opportunist got up, with a chair in hand, and needed no help to swing it, catching Matt's back. Jeff, realising what had happened, lunged at Edge, but received a chair shot to the mid section instead, The Hardyz were now lying face down on the canvas, with Edge towering over them...
Thought that I'd leave it there. I'll continue it, but it would be a whole new chapter, and not a new part. Please review...