~x~x~x~x~x~
Part Nine
~x~x~x~x~x~
"The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, weighing in at 240 pounds, Edge!"
There was a roar from the crowd when the grinning man ran onto the ramp. As Rob Zombie blared from the speakers, Edge ran into the ring, playing to the crowd, smirking as he awaited his opponent. He glanced up at the screen, noting that the backstage crew were taking full advantage of the fact that there were three RAW superstars in the building cheering him on. There was a calm, even look on Lita's face and no one could help but notice the concerned looks that Jeff kept sending his way, just as no one could help but notice the huge grin on the face of the heart break kid.
"And his opponent, from Cameron, North Carolina, weighing in at 225 pounds, Matt Hardy!"
As his opponent's name was announced, Edge turned to face the entrance, loving the shock from the crowd as the elder Hardy brother limped on stage, leaning heavily on Dawn-Marie. It had looked bad back stage when he, Jeff and Shawn had found the man lying on his dressing room floor with Lita glaring down at him, but under the stage lights, Matt Hardy was more colourful than a Christmas tree.
Laughing, Edge indicated for a microphone and walked to the edge of the ring that faced the ramp, holding up his hand to stop Matt's progress, winking at Dawn-Marie as she glared at him.
"You know what, Matt, I thought it was going to be fun beating your ass, but since your ex-girlfriend beat me to it, why don't we just call this match now."
Matt looked furious as the crowd laughed and started chanting 'Lita' at an almost deafening volume. Dawn-Marie moved towards the ring, shouting abuse at Edge, but given that Matt was swaying slightly without her to lean on, she quickly moved back to his side.
"You can't even stand, man," Edge laughed. "Besides, I don't believe in cruelty to animals so lets just stop before we've even started." Edge had known that his words would infuriate Matt, the man's ego always been fragile, but now it was inflated and fragile. Being humiliated by Lita and now being ridiculed by Edge, wasn't something Matt was willing to stand for. Instead he sat, or rather fell. At Edge's words, he had thrown himself towards the ring, but Lita had done some damage to his legs and instead of looking threatening and running into the ring to beat on Edge, he fell on his face and had to listen to the crowd laughing at him.
"I think I've proved my point, Matt." Lita walked out onto the ramp with her microphone and the crowd went wild. "You humiliated me in front of all these fans on more than one occasion, so how does it feel to have a little bit of your own medicine? When you said we were over, Matthew, you were right, but we've been over for a lot longer than a few weeks. You're nothing, Matt, you hear me? Nothing. And if this tramp really wants you, then I pity her and if she doesn't and she's using you like you're using her, then you deserve each other. But come Sunday, Matt, I will have no pity for either of you. Jeff and I will beat you into the ground and the beating I gave you tonight will seem like a pat on the back for luck."
As Edge made his way up the ramp, Lita threw her mic down and they both left the stage, leaving Matt and Dawn-Marie stewing after them.
~x~x~x~x~x~
"Well, so much for the plan," Shawn said ruefully as they made their way into the parking lot. "I thought we were all going to get a piece,"
Lita beamed at him. "What can I say, I like acting on the spur of the moment."
"So I noticed," Shawn shook his head and headed towards his car. "Well, I'll see you all at the weekend, I've got to get back, my flight's in an hour."
"You're leaving?" Lita asked frowning. "I thought we could all go back to the hotel and celebrate my kicking Matt's ass."
Shawn grinned at her as he shut the trunk of his car. "Lita, honey, I'd love nothing more, but I've got to get back to- well, I've got to get stuff done. But I promise I'll see you soon. Have a few drinks for me, I'll be there in spirit." He winked at her and got into his car, pulling away a few minutes later.
"Lita and Sha-awn up a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-ouch!" Jeff rubbed his arm as Lita scowled and walked towards their rental car. "Well, there was no need for that."
"I agree, there was no need for it, so be quiet."
"Ooh, did I hit a nerve?" Jeff said with a smirk.
"Look, I already beat the crap out of one Hardy this evening, do you want me to make it a double whammy?"
Jeff raised his eyebrows and threw his bag in the trunk after hers. "No indeed, Miss Lita, but me thinks the blush says it all. Ouch! Will you leave me alone?"
"What's this? You decided to take up Hardy whipping as a hobby?" Edge kissed Lita's forehead as he threw his bag in on top of Jeff's and closed the trunk.
"What can I say, it's just so much fun!"
Jeff mock glared as Edge laughed. "What's this? Makes fun of me and I didn't even get a kiss!" Edge shrugged and grabbed Jeff's head, kissing him on the forehead. "Okay, that's just sick,"
Lita giggled and moved to the drivers seat. "But you just look so cute together!"
"And you're sick too!"
"Where's Michaels?" Edge asked getting into the front next to Lita as Jeff sprawled out on the back seat.
"He had to be somewhere, but he said he'd see us at the weekend."
"Looks like you got yourself a rogue one there, Li,"
"I don't have anything, anywhere!" Lita stalled the car.
"Okay, whatever you say, Li, just play nice with the car." She glared at him and then at Jeff who was sniggering in the back seat. Edge turned to look at the younger man. "Is this what she was all pissy about earlier? Ouch!" He glared at Lita who smiled innocently as if she had never hit him over the head. Edge rubbed his head and glanced back at Jeff. "I'll take that as a yes,"
~x~x~x~x~x~
End of Part Nine
~x~x~x~x~x~
Part Nine
~x~x~x~x~x~
"The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, weighing in at 240 pounds, Edge!"
There was a roar from the crowd when the grinning man ran onto the ramp. As Rob Zombie blared from the speakers, Edge ran into the ring, playing to the crowd, smirking as he awaited his opponent. He glanced up at the screen, noting that the backstage crew were taking full advantage of the fact that there were three RAW superstars in the building cheering him on. There was a calm, even look on Lita's face and no one could help but notice the concerned looks that Jeff kept sending his way, just as no one could help but notice the huge grin on the face of the heart break kid.
"And his opponent, from Cameron, North Carolina, weighing in at 225 pounds, Matt Hardy!"
As his opponent's name was announced, Edge turned to face the entrance, loving the shock from the crowd as the elder Hardy brother limped on stage, leaning heavily on Dawn-Marie. It had looked bad back stage when he, Jeff and Shawn had found the man lying on his dressing room floor with Lita glaring down at him, but under the stage lights, Matt Hardy was more colourful than a Christmas tree.
Laughing, Edge indicated for a microphone and walked to the edge of the ring that faced the ramp, holding up his hand to stop Matt's progress, winking at Dawn-Marie as she glared at him.
"You know what, Matt, I thought it was going to be fun beating your ass, but since your ex-girlfriend beat me to it, why don't we just call this match now."
Matt looked furious as the crowd laughed and started chanting 'Lita' at an almost deafening volume. Dawn-Marie moved towards the ring, shouting abuse at Edge, but given that Matt was swaying slightly without her to lean on, she quickly moved back to his side.
"You can't even stand, man," Edge laughed. "Besides, I don't believe in cruelty to animals so lets just stop before we've even started." Edge had known that his words would infuriate Matt, the man's ego always been fragile, but now it was inflated and fragile. Being humiliated by Lita and now being ridiculed by Edge, wasn't something Matt was willing to stand for. Instead he sat, or rather fell. At Edge's words, he had thrown himself towards the ring, but Lita had done some damage to his legs and instead of looking threatening and running into the ring to beat on Edge, he fell on his face and had to listen to the crowd laughing at him.
"I think I've proved my point, Matt." Lita walked out onto the ramp with her microphone and the crowd went wild. "You humiliated me in front of all these fans on more than one occasion, so how does it feel to have a little bit of your own medicine? When you said we were over, Matthew, you were right, but we've been over for a lot longer than a few weeks. You're nothing, Matt, you hear me? Nothing. And if this tramp really wants you, then I pity her and if she doesn't and she's using you like you're using her, then you deserve each other. But come Sunday, Matt, I will have no pity for either of you. Jeff and I will beat you into the ground and the beating I gave you tonight will seem like a pat on the back for luck."
As Edge made his way up the ramp, Lita threw her mic down and they both left the stage, leaving Matt and Dawn-Marie stewing after them.
~x~x~x~x~x~
"Well, so much for the plan," Shawn said ruefully as they made their way into the parking lot. "I thought we were all going to get a piece,"
Lita beamed at him. "What can I say, I like acting on the spur of the moment."
"So I noticed," Shawn shook his head and headed towards his car. "Well, I'll see you all at the weekend, I've got to get back, my flight's in an hour."
"You're leaving?" Lita asked frowning. "I thought we could all go back to the hotel and celebrate my kicking Matt's ass."
Shawn grinned at her as he shut the trunk of his car. "Lita, honey, I'd love nothing more, but I've got to get back to- well, I've got to get stuff done. But I promise I'll see you soon. Have a few drinks for me, I'll be there in spirit." He winked at her and got into his car, pulling away a few minutes later.
"Lita and Sha-awn up a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-ouch!" Jeff rubbed his arm as Lita scowled and walked towards their rental car. "Well, there was no need for that."
"I agree, there was no need for it, so be quiet."
"Ooh, did I hit a nerve?" Jeff said with a smirk.
"Look, I already beat the crap out of one Hardy this evening, do you want me to make it a double whammy?"
Jeff raised his eyebrows and threw his bag in the trunk after hers. "No indeed, Miss Lita, but me thinks the blush says it all. Ouch! Will you leave me alone?"
"What's this? You decided to take up Hardy whipping as a hobby?" Edge kissed Lita's forehead as he threw his bag in on top of Jeff's and closed the trunk.
"What can I say, it's just so much fun!"
Jeff mock glared as Edge laughed. "What's this? Makes fun of me and I didn't even get a kiss!" Edge shrugged and grabbed Jeff's head, kissing him on the forehead. "Okay, that's just sick,"
Lita giggled and moved to the drivers seat. "But you just look so cute together!"
"And you're sick too!"
"Where's Michaels?" Edge asked getting into the front next to Lita as Jeff sprawled out on the back seat.
"He had to be somewhere, but he said he'd see us at the weekend."
"Looks like you got yourself a rogue one there, Li,"
"I don't have anything, anywhere!" Lita stalled the car.
"Okay, whatever you say, Li, just play nice with the car." She glared at him and then at Jeff who was sniggering in the back seat. Edge turned to look at the younger man. "Is this what she was all pissy about earlier? Ouch!" He glared at Lita who smiled innocently as if she had never hit him over the head. Edge rubbed his head and glanced back at Jeff. "I'll take that as a yes,"
~x~x~x~x~x~
End of Part Nine
~x~x~x~x~x~