In A Breath
By Kyizi
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the WWE, the story is mine.
Rating: R, for violence and rape
Summary: Christian turned his back on his brother, on his career and on his company, was it really all because he was jealous of his brother's success? Or was he trying to escape from something…or someone?
Spoilers: Up to and including Vengeance.
Setting: This starts the day before Vengeance, but we will be taking a trip back in time every now and again.
Feedback: Always appreciated
E-mail: kyizifanfic@hotmail.com
Yahoo! Group: KyiziFic
Notes: This idea came into my head after reading Karen U's fic, "It Only Hurts" where she gave Jericho a reason for being, well, an ass, I began to wonder if maybe Christian had a reason…
(Matt and Lita aren't dating in this one and they're both at Vengeance backstage for the purposes of this fic!)
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Part Eighteen
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"Where the hell is she?" Edge paced the room. They were running late. Their flight left in three hours, they were meant to be at the airport in less than an hour and Lita was nowhere to be found.
He ruffled a hand through his hair and stormed out of his locker room for the fourth time in the last forty minutes. He had searched the entire complex four three times already and no one knew where Lita was. No one had even seen her for over an hour. Edge was worried. He wanted to believe that Lita was just running a little late, that she'd got lost, that she was in the bathroom throwing up, anything to get rid of the gnawing feeling in his chest that told him she was in danger.
Since Christian had come back into his life, he had held back in pursing anything with the lovely redhead, feeling that he needed to devote everything he had to Christian. He knew Lita agreed with him and that only made him love her even more. And he did love her. He loved her so much that it hurt to say good night at the end of the evening, knowing that she wouldn't be lying next to him in the morning.
Lita had been his sanity for the last few weeks. She had kept him together when all he wanted to do was lose it and kill Regal. And he really did want to kill the man, he wanted to make sure once and for all that Christian would never be hurt again. Ever. But he knew that wasn't an option, not when it meant he would have to go to jail and leave behind his little brother, whom he had just found again, and the woman he loved, whom he was looking for at that precise moment in time.
He sighed as he rounded the corner. Ha had got himself a coke from the can machine and was heading back to the locker room. He only hoped that Lita would be waiting there for him. He stopped as a wave of dizziness hit him, realising that he hadn't really eaten much that day, and had just been through a very gruelling match. Damn but RVD was too bendy for his own good. The man had been transferred to Smackdown! about a week ago, and had already goaded Edge into a match; loser had to pay for a night of drinks. Luckily Edge had won.
He blinked a few times, willing his vision to come back into focus, and used the door to his left to steady him. When the dizzy spell passed, he stood up straight and blinked again, wiping the tears the spell had caused from his face. A strand of hair tickled his face and he pulled at it, frowning when he realised it had come from his hand. Or rather it had come from the doorframe, where it had been trapped. And it was red. The same colour of red that Lita's hair was.
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I know, this is tiny! But I wanted to make a round 20 chapters! So I promise I'll just update the next chapter real soon!