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When they stepped into the arena, all eyes were on them. People whispered and stared, not exactly with shock, but sympathy. Edge walked up to his younger brother, holding Molly's hand, "Christian, what's going on here?"
Christian simply shook his head, in shame, "Man, I can't believe you! How dare you! What did Raven ever do to you?" Edge was taken aback, "What? What are you talking about?"
"Raven told everyone the whole story. Don't play dumb!" Molly's eyes widened, "What exactly did Raven say? And who all did he tell?" "He told Vince that you are cheating on him with Edge, and for that, he wants Edge in the ring. . . at No Mercy."
Edge nodded in approval, "That's fine with me! If Raven wants to play like that, I'll let him, and I'll take him up on that."
"It's No Holds Barred."
Edge felt himself grow nervous. No Mercy was about 3 weeks away now, and he knew Raven would do something in between that time to heat up their rivalry. "That's fine with me." As soon as he said that, he began to worry. Molly's safety would be at risk now. He knew he'd have to keep a closer eye on her now, no matter what.
**
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Molly asked. She and Edge were sitting on a bench in the locker room. She was rubbing his shoulder, to ease his frustration and clear his mind. Edge nodded, "I'm positive. I'll never let Raven get away with hurting someone I care about."
Molly blushed at his sweetness. He made her feel desired and special. Something Raven could never do.
"But I need you to promise me something, Molly. I'm worried about your well being. So I need to you promise that, when I'm not around, you avoid places where Raven may find you, okay?" He held her hand tight, never feeling so nervous.
Molly took her hand from his grasp, and held his face between her hands, "Relax. I'll be okay. Just. . . you watch for yourself, too, okay?"
"Promise me, Molly."
"I promise."
**
Molly sat in the hotel room alone, waiting for Edge. She wasn't sure where he'd gone, but he left in a hurry, and told her to stay there. She sighed and walked over to her suitcase, pulling out a medium sized box. She sat on the bed and as she opened it, she spotted the letter. The letter that had made her life complete. She pulled it out and read it to herself.
"Molly,
I don't know how to say this, but I'm in love with you. I know I'm probably not your ideal, but I can't help but feel bottled up inside. I keep telling myself 'You love her, tell her.' I didn't see you around today, so I hope me dropping this letter by your door is 2nd best. I love you, Molly. And I'd be the happiest man in the world if you felt the same way. I'm sorry it took me so long to realize it. I hope I see you tomorrow.
Sincerely, Raven"
Angry tears formed and fell on his signature. She noticed how much of that letter was a lie, to lure her into the relationship that murdered the way she used to be.
She put the letter inside and looked further into her box. Pictures of her and Raven filled it. She'd be smiling happily, and he'd be serious. She went through the photos and spotted one that brought back awful memories.
It was a picture of her and Raven. . . the day after the beatings began.
She noticed how much make-up she had on, to cover the marks he'd left her. Blush surrounded her left eye and Raven's hands grasped her body, as if he thought she was going to run away. She emptied the box and found her savors at the bottom. Band-aids and a picture of Jesus. She kept those and placed the box back into her suitcase.
'Time to get rid of it all,' she thought to herself. She grabbed the memories of Raven and headed into the bathroom. Molly proceeded in tearing the letter into pieces, and dropping them into the toilet. Every rip and tear took away some of her anger. She ripped the pictures and threw them in as well.
"Goodbye, Raven."
As she took one last look, she flushed the toilet, biding farewell to her pain forever. Or so she thought.
She jumped at the sound of the card key struggling in the slot of the door. She glanced at herself in the mirror, wiping away her tears and then casually headed toward the bed, just as Edge walked in. He held a small jewelry box in his hand, and he was smiling, sweetly. As he sat next to her, he felt the soft velvet material of the box, "Don't jump to conclusions," he laughed, "Open it."
Molly giggled at him as she took the box. She slowly opened it and her jaw dropped. It was a gold necklace with a heart, dangling from the chain. The charm was surrounded by sapphires.
"Do you like it?" Edge asked. Molly's eyes glowed, "Oh, Edge, I love it! Thank you so much." They shared a kiss.
"I wanted you to have it. See, when I was younger, my mother was diagnosed with cancer. I bought this for her, because I believed it'd strengthen her through her hard times. She lived one year longer than expected, Molly. And before she died, she gave it back, and she told me to save it. Save it for someone else who'd be in need."
Molly couldn't believe it. It was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for her, "Your mother sounds like she was wonderful. She's so lucky to have a son like you." Edge took the necklace and helped her put it on.
"Whenever you feel like you're in trouble, just turn to it."
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When they stepped into the arena, all eyes were on them. People whispered and stared, not exactly with shock, but sympathy. Edge walked up to his younger brother, holding Molly's hand, "Christian, what's going on here?"
Christian simply shook his head, in shame, "Man, I can't believe you! How dare you! What did Raven ever do to you?" Edge was taken aback, "What? What are you talking about?"
"Raven told everyone the whole story. Don't play dumb!" Molly's eyes widened, "What exactly did Raven say? And who all did he tell?" "He told Vince that you are cheating on him with Edge, and for that, he wants Edge in the ring. . . at No Mercy."
Edge nodded in approval, "That's fine with me! If Raven wants to play like that, I'll let him, and I'll take him up on that."
"It's No Holds Barred."
Edge felt himself grow nervous. No Mercy was about 3 weeks away now, and he knew Raven would do something in between that time to heat up their rivalry. "That's fine with me." As soon as he said that, he began to worry. Molly's safety would be at risk now. He knew he'd have to keep a closer eye on her now, no matter what.
**
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Molly asked. She and Edge were sitting on a bench in the locker room. She was rubbing his shoulder, to ease his frustration and clear his mind. Edge nodded, "I'm positive. I'll never let Raven get away with hurting someone I care about."
Molly blushed at his sweetness. He made her feel desired and special. Something Raven could never do.
"But I need you to promise me something, Molly. I'm worried about your well being. So I need to you promise that, when I'm not around, you avoid places where Raven may find you, okay?" He held her hand tight, never feeling so nervous.
Molly took her hand from his grasp, and held his face between her hands, "Relax. I'll be okay. Just. . . you watch for yourself, too, okay?"
"Promise me, Molly."
"I promise."
**
Molly sat in the hotel room alone, waiting for Edge. She wasn't sure where he'd gone, but he left in a hurry, and told her to stay there. She sighed and walked over to her suitcase, pulling out a medium sized box. She sat on the bed and as she opened it, she spotted the letter. The letter that had made her life complete. She pulled it out and read it to herself.
"Molly,
I don't know how to say this, but I'm in love with you. I know I'm probably not your ideal, but I can't help but feel bottled up inside. I keep telling myself 'You love her, tell her.' I didn't see you around today, so I hope me dropping this letter by your door is 2nd best. I love you, Molly. And I'd be the happiest man in the world if you felt the same way. I'm sorry it took me so long to realize it. I hope I see you tomorrow.
Sincerely, Raven"
Angry tears formed and fell on his signature. She noticed how much of that letter was a lie, to lure her into the relationship that murdered the way she used to be.
She put the letter inside and looked further into her box. Pictures of her and Raven filled it. She'd be smiling happily, and he'd be serious. She went through the photos and spotted one that brought back awful memories.
It was a picture of her and Raven. . . the day after the beatings began.
She noticed how much make-up she had on, to cover the marks he'd left her. Blush surrounded her left eye and Raven's hands grasped her body, as if he thought she was going to run away. She emptied the box and found her savors at the bottom. Band-aids and a picture of Jesus. She kept those and placed the box back into her suitcase.
'Time to get rid of it all,' she thought to herself. She grabbed the memories of Raven and headed into the bathroom. Molly proceeded in tearing the letter into pieces, and dropping them into the toilet. Every rip and tear took away some of her anger. She ripped the pictures and threw them in as well.
"Goodbye, Raven."
As she took one last look, she flushed the toilet, biding farewell to her pain forever. Or so she thought.
She jumped at the sound of the card key struggling in the slot of the door. She glanced at herself in the mirror, wiping away her tears and then casually headed toward the bed, just as Edge walked in. He held a small jewelry box in his hand, and he was smiling, sweetly. As he sat next to her, he felt the soft velvet material of the box, "Don't jump to conclusions," he laughed, "Open it."
Molly giggled at him as she took the box. She slowly opened it and her jaw dropped. It was a gold necklace with a heart, dangling from the chain. The charm was surrounded by sapphires.
"Do you like it?" Edge asked. Molly's eyes glowed, "Oh, Edge, I love it! Thank you so much." They shared a kiss.
"I wanted you to have it. See, when I was younger, my mother was diagnosed with cancer. I bought this for her, because I believed it'd strengthen her through her hard times. She lived one year longer than expected, Molly. And before she died, she gave it back, and she told me to save it. Save it for someone else who'd be in need."
Molly couldn't believe it. It was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for her, "Your mother sounds like she was wonderful. She's so lucky to have a son like you." Edge took the necklace and helped her put it on.
"Whenever you feel like you're in trouble, just turn to it."
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