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Edge dragged his feet as he walked into his hotel room. He'd be alone tonight, and perhaps for the rest of his life. He couldn't understand what happened. Molly realigning with Raven? Why? Had she forgiven him completely? No! Of course she hadn't. He'd caused her too much pain, in ways more than one. What would make her want to be with him again?
Unless Edge was right... Unless she really was secretly working with Raven, at his expense. Maybe it was all one big plot to make him fall.
But the baby...? Whose was it? Edge thought of their one-night rendezvous. But then again, if she had secretly been with Raven the whole time, there'd be no telling who the father was.
~MEANWHILE~
Raven kept his hand on her abdomen as they headed to their hotel room. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, about the baby and how wonderful she'd made his life. Molly giggled at his words, but ceased when she found herself wishing it was Edge, in her ear, and Edge's hand at her stomach. It was, after all, Edge's baby.
**
The floor creaked slightly, as Edge made his way down the hall, a bucket in one hand. The night was silent, yet creepy, and he kind of wished he wasn't alone. He missed her already, and wondered how she was doing. What was she doing, and how was Raven treating her?
He imagined what the look on his face would be if Molly had said she was pregnant with his baby and not Raven's. He would've dropped to his knees and lay a kiss on her abdomen, where their baby would be growing. And no matter where they were, he would've asked her to marry him. Even if it was in the middle of a wrestling ring with 20,000 people watching, live, and millions watching, at home. The roars of approval that would follow would sound like nothing compared to what he hoped she would answer, "Yes."
He heard the rumbling of the ice machine and knew he was near. When he finally found it, he was met by Christian.
"Hey, man, I saw what happened during your match. I'm sorry about Molly," he said, patting Edge on the back.
"Thanks, dude," Edge muttered.
"Listen, if things are never the same, then whatever changed was meant to."
With that, Christian walked off, his bucket of ice in tow. Edge watched him walk away, never realizing Christian had such a voice of reason.
Turning to the ice machine, he froze and noticed how familiar it seemed. It'd been the same spot he'd first really noticed Molly. He looked around and realized he was in the exact same hotel. He closed his eyes, feeling like he needed to leave.
// "Sorry I scared you. I thought you might've saw me... What happened?!" //
The words they spoke that one night seemed to bounce off the walls, reviving the day and clutching his memory.
// "Just an accident. It's nothing, really... It doesn't even hurt." //
She'd lied to him. He'd soon find out that she'd lied to him. It was all to protect her abusive boyfriend. But why did she want to protect him?!
He shrugged that off and pressed the button for ice, but not before hearing a voice whisper, "Hi, Edge."
The bucket fell to the floor with a 'thud' and ice spiraled everywhere. He spun around, raising his fists, unsure if he needed to fight or not. What he saw somewhat soothed him and he ceased any attack.
"Hi, Molly."
She held a protective hand on her abdomen, but didn't smile at him, for she wasn't sure how their reunion would go.
"I'm so sorry," she began, hoping he'd listen. Edge turned away. The thought of a baby, that wasn't his, growing in her no longer made her look as beautiful as he'd once seen her.
"I - I wanted to tell you but-"
"But what? You had to tell Raven first? You had to tell the whole world?" Edge spat, turning to face her, "I don't get you, Molly. After everything he's done to you, you want to be with him again? I mean, I understand if the baby is his but you had my support! He can't possibly be a suitable father for that child!"
"Maybe not! But it's better than having no one!" She shouted.
Edge stared at her, sympathetically, "No one? Molly, you had me and you know that."
"You thought I was working with him so it didn't matter whether or not you cared about me." Molly's voice began to break, as fear seemed to clog her throat. She wasn't afraid of Edge, but of what she'd say that would hurt him. She knew she still loved him. And she longed to tell him the truth about the baby. But he couldn't even trust her when she said she wasn't working with Raven. Why would he want to believe the baby was his?
"You could've answered my question though. Do you even know who the father is?" Edge asked, looking away from her.
She wanted to shout it from the top of her lungs, 'Yes! It's yours!' But kept her tongue tamed.
"Raven will make a good father."
Edge glared at her angrily, "How the hell can you say that?! He couldn't even treat you right, and you think a baby is going to change him?"
"It changed you and it's not even yours!" Molly spat back, lying right through her teeth.
"Changed me?"
"Yeah! If you didn't know I was pregnant, and if you never thought I was working with Raven, you'd still love me!" Tears threatened to fall, so she tilted her head, dimming the light towards her eyes.
"Oh, now you think I don't love you? Just because..." His voice trailed off, as he realized he no longer had anything to say. Maybe all of this was his fault. But he didn't hate Molly; he just hated what she'd become.
"I just wanted you to be honest with me, Molly. I didn't ask for any trouble," Edge uttered. He stared at her, longingly, and noticed the necklace he'd given her. She was wearing it, but the charm was tucked away, under her nightgown.
"If I had to be honest with you, we'd have to go back to the beginning," She replied, referring to when their relationship began. Back to when he tried to kiss her that night.
No longer wanting to continue their talk, Molly headed back down the hall. Edge watched her leave, confused over what she'd said. What did it mean?
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Edge dragged his feet as he walked into his hotel room. He'd be alone tonight, and perhaps for the rest of his life. He couldn't understand what happened. Molly realigning with Raven? Why? Had she forgiven him completely? No! Of course she hadn't. He'd caused her too much pain, in ways more than one. What would make her want to be with him again?
Unless Edge was right... Unless she really was secretly working with Raven, at his expense. Maybe it was all one big plot to make him fall.
But the baby...? Whose was it? Edge thought of their one-night rendezvous. But then again, if she had secretly been with Raven the whole time, there'd be no telling who the father was.
~MEANWHILE~
Raven kept his hand on her abdomen as they headed to their hotel room. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, about the baby and how wonderful she'd made his life. Molly giggled at his words, but ceased when she found herself wishing it was Edge, in her ear, and Edge's hand at her stomach. It was, after all, Edge's baby.
**
The floor creaked slightly, as Edge made his way down the hall, a bucket in one hand. The night was silent, yet creepy, and he kind of wished he wasn't alone. He missed her already, and wondered how she was doing. What was she doing, and how was Raven treating her?
He imagined what the look on his face would be if Molly had said she was pregnant with his baby and not Raven's. He would've dropped to his knees and lay a kiss on her abdomen, where their baby would be growing. And no matter where they were, he would've asked her to marry him. Even if it was in the middle of a wrestling ring with 20,000 people watching, live, and millions watching, at home. The roars of approval that would follow would sound like nothing compared to what he hoped she would answer, "Yes."
He heard the rumbling of the ice machine and knew he was near. When he finally found it, he was met by Christian.
"Hey, man, I saw what happened during your match. I'm sorry about Molly," he said, patting Edge on the back.
"Thanks, dude," Edge muttered.
"Listen, if things are never the same, then whatever changed was meant to."
With that, Christian walked off, his bucket of ice in tow. Edge watched him walk away, never realizing Christian had such a voice of reason.
Turning to the ice machine, he froze and noticed how familiar it seemed. It'd been the same spot he'd first really noticed Molly. He looked around and realized he was in the exact same hotel. He closed his eyes, feeling like he needed to leave.
// "Sorry I scared you. I thought you might've saw me... What happened?!" //
The words they spoke that one night seemed to bounce off the walls, reviving the day and clutching his memory.
// "Just an accident. It's nothing, really... It doesn't even hurt." //
She'd lied to him. He'd soon find out that she'd lied to him. It was all to protect her abusive boyfriend. But why did she want to protect him?!
He shrugged that off and pressed the button for ice, but not before hearing a voice whisper, "Hi, Edge."
The bucket fell to the floor with a 'thud' and ice spiraled everywhere. He spun around, raising his fists, unsure if he needed to fight or not. What he saw somewhat soothed him and he ceased any attack.
"Hi, Molly."
She held a protective hand on her abdomen, but didn't smile at him, for she wasn't sure how their reunion would go.
"I'm so sorry," she began, hoping he'd listen. Edge turned away. The thought of a baby, that wasn't his, growing in her no longer made her look as beautiful as he'd once seen her.
"I - I wanted to tell you but-"
"But what? You had to tell Raven first? You had to tell the whole world?" Edge spat, turning to face her, "I don't get you, Molly. After everything he's done to you, you want to be with him again? I mean, I understand if the baby is his but you had my support! He can't possibly be a suitable father for that child!"
"Maybe not! But it's better than having no one!" She shouted.
Edge stared at her, sympathetically, "No one? Molly, you had me and you know that."
"You thought I was working with him so it didn't matter whether or not you cared about me." Molly's voice began to break, as fear seemed to clog her throat. She wasn't afraid of Edge, but of what she'd say that would hurt him. She knew she still loved him. And she longed to tell him the truth about the baby. But he couldn't even trust her when she said she wasn't working with Raven. Why would he want to believe the baby was his?
"You could've answered my question though. Do you even know who the father is?" Edge asked, looking away from her.
She wanted to shout it from the top of her lungs, 'Yes! It's yours!' But kept her tongue tamed.
"Raven will make a good father."
Edge glared at her angrily, "How the hell can you say that?! He couldn't even treat you right, and you think a baby is going to change him?"
"It changed you and it's not even yours!" Molly spat back, lying right through her teeth.
"Changed me?"
"Yeah! If you didn't know I was pregnant, and if you never thought I was working with Raven, you'd still love me!" Tears threatened to fall, so she tilted her head, dimming the light towards her eyes.
"Oh, now you think I don't love you? Just because..." His voice trailed off, as he realized he no longer had anything to say. Maybe all of this was his fault. But he didn't hate Molly; he just hated what she'd become.
"I just wanted you to be honest with me, Molly. I didn't ask for any trouble," Edge uttered. He stared at her, longingly, and noticed the necklace he'd given her. She was wearing it, but the charm was tucked away, under her nightgown.
"If I had to be honest with you, we'd have to go back to the beginning," She replied, referring to when their relationship began. Back to when he tried to kiss her that night.
No longer wanting to continue their talk, Molly headed back down the hall. Edge watched her leave, confused over what she'd said. What did it mean?
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