Part Six
Lita sat in the floor of the dirty old cabin, watching nervously as Raven paced the floor. She hadn't said a word to him, mainly because he was muttering under his breath to himself as he paced back and forth in the little living room.
Lita had took time to check out her surroundings, in an effort to plot her escape should the opportunity arise. The cabin appeared to be only two rooms, a main room which served as the living room and kitchen, and a doorway leading to what she guessed was a small bedroom. The bathroom, she supposed, was outside. This place was apparently a hunting cabin or something. It was obvious no one lived there by the boarded up windows and cobwebs in every corner. Raven had broken the lock on the front door to get them in.
Lita surmised her most obvious escape route would be through the front door; however, her first accomplishment was going to be getting herself untied. Time to test the waters. "You're going to wear a whole in the rug," she said. "Oops, I'm sorry. There is no rug."
Raven snapped his head around at the sudden words from the redhead. "Shut up, Lita. I'm trying to think here."
"About what, Raven? This mess you've created for yourself? Cause that's what it is. You're in way over your head. Matt, Jeff, and half the police force in North Carolina are looking for you, you know."
"Ah, I'm sure they are. But I'm also sure they think we've absconded out of the state by now. They've probably blocked every border out of here. Isn't it ironic that I have no intention of leaving the state? They'll never think to look right under their nose, will they?"
"Raven, if you give up now, everything will go easier for you. You're not going to get away with this…"
Raven leapt towards Lita at her words, dropping on his knees in front of her. "Give up now?! Everything will go easier? How dare you," he hissed. "No one has gone easy on me, ever. Do you understand that?" He pressed closer to her, getting right in her face. She leaned further back against the wall in an effort to get away, but there was no where to go. Her hands and feet were still tied. Her stupid neck brace didn't make things any more comfortable either.
"No one has cut me a break. Not in ECW or the WWE. And that's how I liked it. I don't need anyone to do me any favors. But tossing me out like a rag doll when I am clearly one of the most talented workers was a huge mistake. It makes my blood boil." Raven leaned back on his heels, his eyes still focused at Lita. Lita noted how his eyes were flashing with anger. This man was definitely off his rocker.
"All I had left was my pride. Then your stupid little boys had to go and rub salt in my wounds. Do you know how that feels, Lita? Being escorted out of the arena on TV was one thing, but your boy went too far when he ambushed me. Does a wounded wolf not bite when it's backed into a corner, Lita?" He continued before she could answer. "I'm going to show them they should NEVER have crossed me. They will rue the day they met me." He stood to his feet then and headed towards the front door. Before stepping outside, he turned back to her and added, "Quoth the Raven, nevermore." With that he slammed the door and was gone. She however, was still stuck there tied up, sitting on the floor.
Lita let out the breath she didn't know she was holding. "Well, that went well," she sighed. She would have to rethink her original plan, if she wanted to survive this.
to be continued