Who said love was easy? Chapter 3: Taking The Hit - Eddie's POV, a wrestling fanfic

taking the hit - 3 And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

"I get first round."

Jeff hisses at me, before slipping into the ring to do his poses, me and Lita follow in after him, Lita doing almost the exact same pose as Jeff; they are both on the turnbuckles, the crowd cheering wildly for them, I jump on the ropes, leaning over, doing my own poses. The crowd isn't exactly cheering but they aren't booing either, they
don't know what to think of me. Hell, I don't know what to think of me, a few weeks ago I was Eddie Guerro, friend to Dean Malenko and Perry Saturn, and now I'm friends with Jeff Hardy and Lita, but I know for a fact that I'm not friends with Matt. Matt doesn't trust me, even after I took the gore for Lita, helped Jeff win a match or
two and have on occasion saved his girlfriend he still doesn't trust me, he doesn't say it to my face but I know it.

Matt Hardy is smart. I'm shit, like Chyna said… I'm scum. I don't deserve to be trusted and befriended by Lita and Jeff, I don't deserve to be in a tag team match with Jeff Hardy, I don't deserve any of it… what I deserve is to be paired with Dean and Perry, and the little she devil herself Terri. But instead I am standing side by side with two of the most popular wrestlers in the WWF, and the weirdest thing is… that they want me by their side. NO ONE has ever wanted me by their side besides Chyna and half the time she didn't, I'm like the annoying little fly that buzzes around when you are trying to read and you want so desperately to roll up a newspaper and kill that fly. Even Dean and Perry got sick of me sometimes, they would talk behind my back… who doesn't? I don't think they ever liked me; I never felt like a part of that group, Benoit was more a part of the team then I was. It was always about Saturn and Malenko; I was just like the third wheel… or maybe the fourth or fifth wheel.

"Oh here comes Christian and Edge, they so reek… well just reek."

I turn around and face Lita once her hushed voice hisses into my ear, I look over her head and see Christian and Edge running towards the ring, which is our cue to get out of the ring. I crawl out of the ring followed by Lita; she hops down from the ring, and watches intently, as I stand in the turnbuckle corner, reaching out my hand so Jeff can tag me in when he is ready to.

Edge has first round, what is it about that guy that reminds me of a big balloon? Edge probably has a bigger ego then me, and put Christian in the mix, it's one big egomaniac party… did my invitation get lost in the mail? Actually me, Edge and Christian used to be good buddies, we would sit around and make fun of The Hardy Boyz and The
Dudley Boys, it was a lot of fun, well that was until Kurt Angle came to the WWF. Now that is a guy with a WAY bigger ego then me, I don't stand a chance on breathing when standing next to Kurt Angle, our Olympic hero. Kurt thinks just because he has his damn gold medals that he is so hot… maybe I'm just jealous, who knows? All I know is that Team ECK were my friends until they decided that I was too low of a person to be hanging out with them.

See! Another example on how NO ONE likes me, I have NO friends whatsoever, and why would I? To get friends you must be at least likeable, which I am not. I am everybody's worst enemy, including my own.

"Eddie!" Jeff screams at me, trying his best to reach me.

I reach over the ropes, trying my best to reach Jeff's hand so I can be tagged in; Edge is running to his side of the ring to tag in Christian. Jeff jumps up, tagging me in, he rolls out of the ring and I slide in.

Punch.
Kick.
Hit below the belt.
Drop kick.
Submission move.
Distraction.
Take down move.

Kick in the face from Christian.
German suplex from the top turnbuckle throwing my body into the mat HARD.
Sphere which makes my body throb in endless pain.
Hit from both sides as Christian and Edge gain up on me behind the ref's back.
Edge slipping out of the ring and me getting kicked in the face.

Okay that kick in the face hurt like hell! I am lying on the mat of the ring, unable to move, this could cost me and Jeff's match; Turning my head a bit I can see Jeff on the ropes trying to get the referee to check me out, but the ref thinks Jeff is trying to get into the ring. Christian grabs me by my hair and throws me into the turnbuckle, making my face crush into the metal… Edge is attacking me as well, my body feels like it has been broken in half, I'm just waiting for Christian or Edge to pin me, but then…

"It's Lita! She's on the turnbuckle!" JR screams through his headset, his voice echoing in my already throbbing head. I try to push myself up to see if it's true, but I can hardly move.

"Lita positions herself and there she goes! Lita's flying through the air, she lands on both Edge and Christian, taking the two blondes down with a Swanton bomb! She took the heat off of Eddie Guerro!" Michael screams, his voice echoing, or maybe it's just my hearing, yeah it could be that.

I roll over on my side, pushing myself up; the referee turns around just in time to just miss Lita crawling out of the ring. I grab Christian and give him a back breaker and then I position my body over his as the ref counts.

"1…..2…..3…. Eddie Guerro and Jeff Hardy win the match by a pin." Lillian's voice enters my ears as Jeff pulls me out of the ring.

"Are you okay?" Jeff asks me once he gets me all the way out of the ring. He looks concerned, that's a first.

"I've been bette---" I stop in the middle of my sentence once my eyes catch the sight of Edge grabbing Lita from the behind and throwing her onto the concrete; Christian and Edge grab two chairs and get ready to do the con-chair-to on Lita.

Now this is where I act like a complete maniac who has lost all touch of reality… I ran towards Lita and pushed her out of the way, throwing her off to the side and before I could do anything… BAM the two steel chairs attack me from both sides of my head.

Just the sound of the metal chairs crushing into my skull would be enough to make me never want to wrestle again; My legs crumpled underneath me once the chairs came in contact with my head, I fell down to the ground, but still awake. For some reason I didn't pass out, I just couldn't move, I couldn't speak, I couldn't even close my
eyes…

Jeff jumped on the top turnbuckle and delivered a Swanton bomb to Edge and Christian, he then did the twist of fate on Edge and then gave Christian a German suplex.

"Eddie? Oh god! Paramedics! Jeff!" Lita's frantic voice filled my ears, tipping me off something was more wrong then the fact that I couldn't feel my body. Okay that is bad enough.

Lita looked down at me, her eyes shimmering with concern… and whatwas the other thing in her eyes? Admiration? No it couldn't be… could it?

"You saved me…" Lita said quietly.

"Yeah, I did, I couldn't let them hurt you." I manage to choke out through the pain.

"Eddie just hold on okay? Me and Jeff are going to get you to a hospital…" Lita turned away from me when Jeff ran over.

"Jeff! He's bleeding!"

Lita's frantic voice was the last thing I heard before I passed out.