Livin' on the Edge
Author: Crimson Coin
Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Rating: PG13 for all the stuff things are rated PG13 though there is some harsh language.
Rating will change to R later when things get too racy.
Summery: Uhm.unexpected turns in events lead to . well . lots of crappy situations. Yeah I know, not too good. But give it a shot. Come on.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. And when I say nothing, I really mean nothing. Hell, my floppy disk was swiped from the school's computer lab. So the superstar's belong to the WWF. It's WWF FOREVER!
TimeLine: really makes no difference.
Distribution: Just ask me.
On with the story already.
Lita sighed heavily, running a hand through her hair before opening the door to her home. She didn't regret what she told Jeff. She wanted to leave with him. Get the divorce and leave Christian. But it sounded much easier than she knew it would be. Jeff wanted to come with her, but no. He couldn't. That would make things worse and Lita knew she had to do this alone.
"Is that you, babe?"
Lita jumped slightly, peeking around the corner and spotting him on the couch. He looked so calm and collected. "Yeah it's me. And don't call me babe." She knew the only way to do this was to be angry. Be vindictive.
Christian smiled. "You know what I meant. I'm just glad your home."
He stood and walked to her. But she pulled from his grasp. "Don't touch me. Why? Why are you doing this? I don't understand you."
"What's not to understand?" Christian answered. "I'm just trying to hug my wife."
Lita shook her head. "No No No. I'm not that stupid, Jay. Why did you cheat on me? How many women? How many?"
Christian sighed. "If I answer you will that make you happy." She nodded curtly and he continued. "Fifteen different lovers, ok? Fifteen."
Lita's eyes widened. "Fif. Fifteen different women."
Christian lowered his eyes. "Lovers. Fifteen lovers."
Lita just stared at him, a few moments. His emphasis sinking in before she raised a hand to her mouth. "Lovers? SO that means you ." Her stomach clenched.
"I really didn't mean that one. I was so drunk it wasn't even funny." He made the excuse but it still made no difference to Lita.
Her eyes brimmed with tears, but she refused to shed them. Not only fifteen but he was so nonchalant. Like this wasn't a problem. "Did you use protection?"
"Sometimes." Christian answered. "But I've been tested regularly and I don't have anything."
Lita's eyes flared. "You SHIT HEAD. It takes six months for some of this stuff to show up." She ran her hand through her hair. "God DAMN IT I COULD HAVE SOMETHING AND THAT MEANS ."
Christian's eyes darkened as she trailed off. "Who'd you fuck?"
Lita's eyes widened. How did he know she was thinking about Jeff. "What?"
"I know you, Lita. I know exactly how to read you. Who are you afraid that you infected?" He paused a moment then his features darkened even more. "It's that fucking Hardy asshole isn't it?"
"Don't you dare call him that." She retorted, anger infused in her voice this time. "He showed me more in a night then you did this entire marriage. I want out and out now."
"And how long have you been toying with the little fuckboy?" Christian asked, mock humour in his voice.
"YOU DROVE ME TO HIS ARMS." Lita hollered back. "After I saw you."
Christian chuckled. "And you're leaving me for him huh? You think he loves you? You think he gives a shit." Lita turned her back, but Christian simply stood directly behind her, speaking in her ear. "He just wants you for this." And for emphasis he pushed his hips into hers for a moment and Lita spun, slapping him then setting her jaw.
"Don't you dare. Get the hell away from me."
Christian only smiled at her then crossed his arms. "Oh come on, Li. Don't act all modest. You just doing this to get back at me. I'm sorry for cheating and all that ok?"
He reached for her again but she pulled her arm away. "No, it's not ok. I won't be placated. I'm still leaving with Jeff. I don't care, I just wanted to tell you to your face first. Tell you that I'm strong enough now and I'm leaving you."
Christian's clenched his teeth. "And what is it exactly that you expect to find with your new love boy now huh? You think things will be better, easier. I keep telling you he doesn't love you. How could he? You're left-overs."
She turned her back. "No, that's not true. Don't say that."
Christian grabbed her forcefully, spinning her so he could see her. "What'd you do, huh?
"I don't know what you talking about." Lita said, walking away and up the stairs. She turned the corner and grabbed a duffel bag from the closet before moving into the room. She knew he followed her and she looked over to see him standing in the doorway. "Just shut up and leave me alone."
Christian shook his head as she stuffed clothes into her bag. No, this couldn't be happening. How dare she? That two-bit . "So what'd you do, Li. Huh? Did he eat you out, or you sucked him hard didn't you. Did you let him fuck you up the ass? You whore, that's all you are to him. Just some hot screw."
Lita's eyes blazed as she spun to look at him. "SHUT UP! It's not dirty. I'm not a whore. I at least loved the guy that I screwed. Did you love your whores, Jay? NO! Don't you even START to make me feel guilty about this. After all the hell I've been put through at your expense from my friends and family, I'm done. I won't do it anymore. I don't need you. I never did; only now I realize it." She turned back to finish packing. "I'm sorry. You're not the man I thought you were, no, hoped you were. Jeff is." She shouldered the bag and turned towards him again.
Christian smiled. "Yes. This is her." At Lita's perplexed look, he continued. "This is the Lita I fell in love with. This is the Lita that I wanted, that would have satisfied me. This hot-blooded, so very alive, spitfire. This is the woman I loved. This is the woman I married." He walked to her, reaching out for an embrace.
Lita turned her head, pushing past him and to the door. "This woman was always inside. And it's this woman that you love that's leaving you." She took out her cell phone, dialing his number. She held it to her ear, her eyes boring through his. "Jeff? Hey, it's me. I'm ready. . Ok, I'll wait for you here. . Mmm hmmm . ." She smiled and Christian's manner darkened. "I love you too, baby. See you soon." She clicked her phone shut and held her head high, staring him down. "I'm stronger than you now."
"And what are you going to do huh? Where you going to go? And what about Vince? You think you two will have jobs when this is over. The scandal and everything. Vince will back me and you two will be out of work."
Lita shook her head. "Stephanie and Linda will back me. I'm not worried about my job. Jeff and I bring in more pops and merchandise then you ever did. We are profit, you aren't. I'm not worried about that."
Christian shoved past her and down the stairs, grabbing his jacket off the railing and heading towards the door. "You'll be in for a surprise when Jeff leaves you high and dry. It's Jeff, he never commits. And you'll be begging to come back to me. Since all you are to him is a good lay. You slut. At least I never flaunted my cheating in front of you. You two-cent whore, he will never love you. No one could, you filthy bitch."
He threw open the door and slammed it shut behind him leaving Lita standing in the foyer near tears.
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Jeff sat at the bar, his hand on his arm, his eyes averted. "And everything sucks right now."
Edge took another drink from his shot glass. "So you're just going to run away."
"It's the only thing I can do. The only thing we can do, for her now at least." Jeff lifted his head, swirling his drink in his glass. "I've got to get her away before he hits her or does something worse. I mean it's bad enough he's been cheating and all this whole time. She deserves better."
"And you're better."
"Christ, anyone would be better. I just don't want to see her hurting anymore. I'm sick of it."
Edge sighed. "I still don't like this. Plotting against my brother. She's his wife. They're bond is a holy thing it's not just some hap hoe contract. It's binding in the eyes of not only the state, but God."
Jeff looked to Edge. "It is a binding contract. But if one doesn't keep up their part of the deal, why should the other?"
"So does that mean that if I don't give you back something you borrowed from me, that you are allowed to do the same."
"I didn't say that."
"Yes, you did. You said that if one doesn't, then the other doesn't have to. What kind of morals are those, Jeff?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know. Really. So you're just going to pick up with my brother's wife, run off to New York where you want me to go to the airport to by the tickets for you just to make sure you get them so you can leave tonight. You want me to participate in the destruction of my brother's marriage and against the covenant their marriage holds in the eyes of my Lord."
"No." Jeff answered, finding his voice. "I want you to help me get a friend away from an abusive jack ass who doesn't give two shits about the woman he married. Yeah, marriage is sacred, blah blah blah. Who gives a Fuck if Jay never did anyway? Don't you see that it is only sacred and binding and all that if both members live it as such. She's filing for divorce and right now it's safest for her to get the hell away from him before he hurts her any more." Jeff bowed his head. "I don't think I can handle it if he hurts her anymore. Without killing him at least."
Edge sighed. "And you want me to help?"
"Please, Adam." Jeff pleaded. "You know what she's going through. She's talked to you. You know how much she's hurting. How she thinks that she's nothing. As her friend you should know that's bullshit. How we all know who she really is and how amazing she really is. And how everything about her is just so fun and . alive."
"Jeff, don't talk to me like that." Edge said, uneasily. "I know her. I know that she's been hurting since she married my brother. I know that she isn't happy and hasn't been since the two of you squared off in the locker room. But I also know that my brother loves her. Whatever part of him that is still the man I grew up with does love her."
"And you love her too. You're a brother to her too." Jeff countered. "Look at how unhappy she is. And look at how happy I make her." He rubbed his eyes. "The way she is with me. I know I make her happy. The way she'd smile at me. The way she'd look at me and respond to me. I just know it. And I know this is right. Please, Adam, help me. For her if not for me. Please."
Edge sat in silence, the thoughts running through his head. He didn't know what to do, didn't know what he should do. Jeff took out his cell phone, the ringing breaking the silence. Edge watched as Jeff raised the phone to his ear. Then Jeff smiled. "Hey, honey. How are you, is everything fine? . Alright, just wait outside and I'll be right there. We're gonna leave this place and everything will be fine." He lowered his voice. "And I'm going to love you until you can't even walk, and never stop. ." He smiled at her little hum of approval. "I love you so much, baby. I'll be right there." His smile widened when she reciprocated his profession and Jeff clicked his cell shut, looking over to Edge. "Can I count on you?"
Edge nodded, solemnly. "Yes, Jeff. I'm with you. I'll get the tickets and meet you at parking lot B. Just come to me there. And don't bring Lita with you. I don't want her to know I helped."
Jeff furrowed his brow. "But I'm sure she'll be grateful."
Edge shook his head. "Please. Just do this for me ok. Don't tell her. Just tell her that I love her and that I'm doing this for her. Ok."
Jeff nodded, "Of course. I will. Thank you, Adam. Just thank you."
And Jeff ran out of the bar, leaving Adam with his newly filled double shot of Scotch and Soda.
*** Sorry it's been so long with this one. . ... but let me tell you. It's almost over. IT"S COMING. Then I'm gonna post the rest of Transcending, and Countdown to the Top, and A Wrinkle in Time, and all the one parters. Don't worry ... the fics are coming. So if you like my stuff, like hate whatever...let me know. I LOVE REVIEWS.***
Author: Crimson Coin
Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Rating: PG13 for all the stuff things are rated PG13 though there is some harsh language.
Rating will change to R later when things get too racy.
Summery: Uhm.unexpected turns in events lead to . well . lots of crappy situations. Yeah I know, not too good. But give it a shot. Come on.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. And when I say nothing, I really mean nothing. Hell, my floppy disk was swiped from the school's computer lab. So the superstar's belong to the WWF. It's WWF FOREVER!
TimeLine: really makes no difference.
Distribution: Just ask me.
On with the story already.
Lita sighed heavily, running a hand through her hair before opening the door to her home. She didn't regret what she told Jeff. She wanted to leave with him. Get the divorce and leave Christian. But it sounded much easier than she knew it would be. Jeff wanted to come with her, but no. He couldn't. That would make things worse and Lita knew she had to do this alone.
"Is that you, babe?"
Lita jumped slightly, peeking around the corner and spotting him on the couch. He looked so calm and collected. "Yeah it's me. And don't call me babe." She knew the only way to do this was to be angry. Be vindictive.
Christian smiled. "You know what I meant. I'm just glad your home."
He stood and walked to her. But she pulled from his grasp. "Don't touch me. Why? Why are you doing this? I don't understand you."
"What's not to understand?" Christian answered. "I'm just trying to hug my wife."
Lita shook her head. "No No No. I'm not that stupid, Jay. Why did you cheat on me? How many women? How many?"
Christian sighed. "If I answer you will that make you happy." She nodded curtly and he continued. "Fifteen different lovers, ok? Fifteen."
Lita's eyes widened. "Fif. Fifteen different women."
Christian lowered his eyes. "Lovers. Fifteen lovers."
Lita just stared at him, a few moments. His emphasis sinking in before she raised a hand to her mouth. "Lovers? SO that means you ." Her stomach clenched.
"I really didn't mean that one. I was so drunk it wasn't even funny." He made the excuse but it still made no difference to Lita.
Her eyes brimmed with tears, but she refused to shed them. Not only fifteen but he was so nonchalant. Like this wasn't a problem. "Did you use protection?"
"Sometimes." Christian answered. "But I've been tested regularly and I don't have anything."
Lita's eyes flared. "You SHIT HEAD. It takes six months for some of this stuff to show up." She ran her hand through her hair. "God DAMN IT I COULD HAVE SOMETHING AND THAT MEANS ."
Christian's eyes darkened as she trailed off. "Who'd you fuck?"
Lita's eyes widened. How did he know she was thinking about Jeff. "What?"
"I know you, Lita. I know exactly how to read you. Who are you afraid that you infected?" He paused a moment then his features darkened even more. "It's that fucking Hardy asshole isn't it?"
"Don't you dare call him that." She retorted, anger infused in her voice this time. "He showed me more in a night then you did this entire marriage. I want out and out now."
"And how long have you been toying with the little fuckboy?" Christian asked, mock humour in his voice.
"YOU DROVE ME TO HIS ARMS." Lita hollered back. "After I saw you."
Christian chuckled. "And you're leaving me for him huh? You think he loves you? You think he gives a shit." Lita turned her back, but Christian simply stood directly behind her, speaking in her ear. "He just wants you for this." And for emphasis he pushed his hips into hers for a moment and Lita spun, slapping him then setting her jaw.
"Don't you dare. Get the hell away from me."
Christian only smiled at her then crossed his arms. "Oh come on, Li. Don't act all modest. You just doing this to get back at me. I'm sorry for cheating and all that ok?"
He reached for her again but she pulled her arm away. "No, it's not ok. I won't be placated. I'm still leaving with Jeff. I don't care, I just wanted to tell you to your face first. Tell you that I'm strong enough now and I'm leaving you."
Christian's clenched his teeth. "And what is it exactly that you expect to find with your new love boy now huh? You think things will be better, easier. I keep telling you he doesn't love you. How could he? You're left-overs."
She turned her back. "No, that's not true. Don't say that."
Christian grabbed her forcefully, spinning her so he could see her. "What'd you do, huh?
"I don't know what you talking about." Lita said, walking away and up the stairs. She turned the corner and grabbed a duffel bag from the closet before moving into the room. She knew he followed her and she looked over to see him standing in the doorway. "Just shut up and leave me alone."
Christian shook his head as she stuffed clothes into her bag. No, this couldn't be happening. How dare she? That two-bit . "So what'd you do, Li. Huh? Did he eat you out, or you sucked him hard didn't you. Did you let him fuck you up the ass? You whore, that's all you are to him. Just some hot screw."
Lita's eyes blazed as she spun to look at him. "SHUT UP! It's not dirty. I'm not a whore. I at least loved the guy that I screwed. Did you love your whores, Jay? NO! Don't you even START to make me feel guilty about this. After all the hell I've been put through at your expense from my friends and family, I'm done. I won't do it anymore. I don't need you. I never did; only now I realize it." She turned back to finish packing. "I'm sorry. You're not the man I thought you were, no, hoped you were. Jeff is." She shouldered the bag and turned towards him again.
Christian smiled. "Yes. This is her." At Lita's perplexed look, he continued. "This is the Lita I fell in love with. This is the Lita that I wanted, that would have satisfied me. This hot-blooded, so very alive, spitfire. This is the woman I loved. This is the woman I married." He walked to her, reaching out for an embrace.
Lita turned her head, pushing past him and to the door. "This woman was always inside. And it's this woman that you love that's leaving you." She took out her cell phone, dialing his number. She held it to her ear, her eyes boring through his. "Jeff? Hey, it's me. I'm ready. . Ok, I'll wait for you here. . Mmm hmmm . ." She smiled and Christian's manner darkened. "I love you too, baby. See you soon." She clicked her phone shut and held her head high, staring him down. "I'm stronger than you now."
"And what are you going to do huh? Where you going to go? And what about Vince? You think you two will have jobs when this is over. The scandal and everything. Vince will back me and you two will be out of work."
Lita shook her head. "Stephanie and Linda will back me. I'm not worried about my job. Jeff and I bring in more pops and merchandise then you ever did. We are profit, you aren't. I'm not worried about that."
Christian shoved past her and down the stairs, grabbing his jacket off the railing and heading towards the door. "You'll be in for a surprise when Jeff leaves you high and dry. It's Jeff, he never commits. And you'll be begging to come back to me. Since all you are to him is a good lay. You slut. At least I never flaunted my cheating in front of you. You two-cent whore, he will never love you. No one could, you filthy bitch."
He threw open the door and slammed it shut behind him leaving Lita standing in the foyer near tears.
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Jeff sat at the bar, his hand on his arm, his eyes averted. "And everything sucks right now."
Edge took another drink from his shot glass. "So you're just going to run away."
"It's the only thing I can do. The only thing we can do, for her now at least." Jeff lifted his head, swirling his drink in his glass. "I've got to get her away before he hits her or does something worse. I mean it's bad enough he's been cheating and all this whole time. She deserves better."
"And you're better."
"Christ, anyone would be better. I just don't want to see her hurting anymore. I'm sick of it."
Edge sighed. "I still don't like this. Plotting against my brother. She's his wife. They're bond is a holy thing it's not just some hap hoe contract. It's binding in the eyes of not only the state, but God."
Jeff looked to Edge. "It is a binding contract. But if one doesn't keep up their part of the deal, why should the other?"
"So does that mean that if I don't give you back something you borrowed from me, that you are allowed to do the same."
"I didn't say that."
"Yes, you did. You said that if one doesn't, then the other doesn't have to. What kind of morals are those, Jeff?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know. Really. So you're just going to pick up with my brother's wife, run off to New York where you want me to go to the airport to by the tickets for you just to make sure you get them so you can leave tonight. You want me to participate in the destruction of my brother's marriage and against the covenant their marriage holds in the eyes of my Lord."
"No." Jeff answered, finding his voice. "I want you to help me get a friend away from an abusive jack ass who doesn't give two shits about the woman he married. Yeah, marriage is sacred, blah blah blah. Who gives a Fuck if Jay never did anyway? Don't you see that it is only sacred and binding and all that if both members live it as such. She's filing for divorce and right now it's safest for her to get the hell away from him before he hurts her any more." Jeff bowed his head. "I don't think I can handle it if he hurts her anymore. Without killing him at least."
Edge sighed. "And you want me to help?"
"Please, Adam." Jeff pleaded. "You know what she's going through. She's talked to you. You know how much she's hurting. How she thinks that she's nothing. As her friend you should know that's bullshit. How we all know who she really is and how amazing she really is. And how everything about her is just so fun and . alive."
"Jeff, don't talk to me like that." Edge said, uneasily. "I know her. I know that she's been hurting since she married my brother. I know that she isn't happy and hasn't been since the two of you squared off in the locker room. But I also know that my brother loves her. Whatever part of him that is still the man I grew up with does love her."
"And you love her too. You're a brother to her too." Jeff countered. "Look at how unhappy she is. And look at how happy I make her." He rubbed his eyes. "The way she is with me. I know I make her happy. The way she'd smile at me. The way she'd look at me and respond to me. I just know it. And I know this is right. Please, Adam, help me. For her if not for me. Please."
Edge sat in silence, the thoughts running through his head. He didn't know what to do, didn't know what he should do. Jeff took out his cell phone, the ringing breaking the silence. Edge watched as Jeff raised the phone to his ear. Then Jeff smiled. "Hey, honey. How are you, is everything fine? . Alright, just wait outside and I'll be right there. We're gonna leave this place and everything will be fine." He lowered his voice. "And I'm going to love you until you can't even walk, and never stop. ." He smiled at her little hum of approval. "I love you so much, baby. I'll be right there." His smile widened when she reciprocated his profession and Jeff clicked his cell shut, looking over to Edge. "Can I count on you?"
Edge nodded, solemnly. "Yes, Jeff. I'm with you. I'll get the tickets and meet you at parking lot B. Just come to me there. And don't bring Lita with you. I don't want her to know I helped."
Jeff furrowed his brow. "But I'm sure she'll be grateful."
Edge shook his head. "Please. Just do this for me ok. Don't tell her. Just tell her that I love her and that I'm doing this for her. Ok."
Jeff nodded, "Of course. I will. Thank you, Adam. Just thank you."
And Jeff ran out of the bar, leaving Adam with his newly filled double shot of Scotch and Soda.
*** Sorry it's been so long with this one. . ... but let me tell you. It's almost over. IT"S COMING. Then I'm gonna post the rest of Transcending, and Countdown to the Top, and A Wrinkle in Time, and all the one parters. Don't worry ... the fics are coming. So if you like my stuff, like hate whatever...let me know. I LOVE REVIEWS.***