Right. Here we go with this one.
Click, Click, Click.
A figure moved fast, down the hallway of the arena where the World Wrestling Entertainment was holding it's Monday Night television show, RAW.
It was a female figure, easily distinguishable from her large chest andlong, silky red hair that was trailing behind her as she quickened her pace.
Yes, this strange figure was Amy, 'Lita' Dumas.
Lita hurried down the hallway, turning a corner sharpley, almost crashing into a Wrestling Official. She muttered a word of apology, and continued on her merry way.
Lita had been going through an extremely tough in her young life. Her six year relationship with Matt Hardy had come crashing to an end, once word had leaked out that she was having an affair, with a married man. 'Edge' was what this man went by.
She had been on an emotional roller-coaster of late. There were times when she was happy that she had met Edge, and times were she felt like a total whore. The words Matt had written on his website, the words that now most wrestling fans in the world knew, still stung in her mind, buzzing like a swarm of bees.
'You know what it's like to have me as your closest ally, Amy, but you're going to hate to have me as your worst enemy, bitch.'
Lita crashed into a few more people, before she reached what seemed to be her destination. A lone locker room, a name plate now unreadable from the years, was fashioned into the center of the door. Gold colored paint was chipping from the doorknob, collecting into a tinypile on the floor. Lita placed her hand on the knob, turning it slowly and pushing her weight into it. The door slib open with ease, and she bit her lip.
Once inside,Lita slammed the door shut, heaving herself onto the moldy armchair in the corner. Sobs shook her shoulders violently, as she struggled to removed the pink mesh arm warmers from her arms, revieling small, deep cuts whenthey were removed. Lita had not cut herself, because it was 'trendy' now-a-days, she had a reason to cut. She wasdepressed inside, but the fake smiles forced themself to thesurface, when she was on television.
Lita continued to sob, salty tears dribbling down herpale cheeks.
"Oh, why, why me?" Lita whispered, certainly not herself at the moment. "Sixyears, waisted. Six years,gone. Six years of total happyness. What do I have now? Whodid I choose? One of my boyfriend's best friends. One of hisBEST FRIENDS!" She shouted out the last few words, clamping her hand over her mouth, shaking.
Lita ran her index finger over a gash she had created in her left arm. She had seen the pictures ofMatt's new 'girlfriend' Lourie. Lita new he wasn't happy. There wasstill a spark oflove forher, in Matt's heart.Somewhere. There was a spark in Lita, too. One that had just been burning all along.
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There you go! Just something I thought up while I was role playing, andI liked theidea. Leave a review please! D