Chapter three Disclaimer: There isn't much that wasn't said in the aforementioned chapters. Kira Alexis Summers owns herself. Katrynne/Kat/Kitty Kat Jacobs owns herself. Alexandra Calloway owns herself. I own Krys. Matt Hardy owns himself, Adam "Edge" Copeland owns himself, Amy "Lita" Dumas owns herself. They also could be property of Titan Sports/World Wrestling Entertainment, seeing as how Vince and the monkeys in his ear /cough/Johnny Ace/cough, and how he treats his employees. Anyways, before this disclaimer turns into a rant, lol, on to chapter three!
xXLater that NightXx
There had been a small post--Homecoming party, but Krys decided that she had been on a high enough without adding liquor, soda and chips to the equation, so she decided to camp out in Matt's car until the man had enough sense to remember she had been riding with her.
About a half hour after camping out in his car, Krys opened the door to stretch her legs. She stepped out of the car, threw her hands over her head, and heaved a huge yawn. "Man, I'm tired," she groaned. "So much for an adrenaline high." She sighed again, then spotted Kira making her way towards her again.
"Hey, Kira, what's up this time?" she asked, continuing to stretch. She then looked up when she saw the panicked look on Kira's face. "Sweetie? Kir, what's the matter?"
"Krys, you have to come quick," she said urgently, tugging on Krys's hand.
"But Matt's car-"
"FORGET THE CAR!" she screamed. "You're the first one I saw... I tried to get help, but you're the only one I found. You've got to help me!"
"Slow down, Kir, what's wrong?" She was now running behind Kira back to the locker room area.
"I saw Adam and Kat fighting, and he was hitting her badly. She went down and wasn't moving, and I ran to get help."
The two ran past Mark Calloway and Glenn Jacobs, Alex and Kat's fathers. "Guys, Adam's beating Kat in his room!" Kira yelled as they sped past. Glenn and Mark dropped everything, and, uttering a few curses, ran after the girls, nearly bolting past them to Adam's room.
When they got there, Kat was unconscious on the floor, blood pooling out of her mouth. Her black hair, currently dyed blue at the moment, had a few dark stains in it, that the four knew wasn't dye, and her white spiderweb mesh top was ripped in a few places. When looked at closely, they could see a few dark blue bruises.
"That son of a fucking bitch!" Glenn roared, punching the door. Kira knelt down and touched a hand to Kat's temple, then ripped her sweater off and placed it under her cousin's head. Glenn, seeing that Kira and Krys were taking care looking after his daughter, turned on his heel. "That bastard is mine," he growled, knocking things over in the hallway as he went on his rampage.
"Adam's in deep shit," Kira whispered to Krys, as Mark went out of the room to look for Alex, to make sure she was alright as well. "I get the feeling that he's going to be a dead man."
"Think of it this way," Krys stated, "he's a dead man walking. If Glenn doesn't get a hold of him, best believe that Lexi will. He's on borrowed time."