Damaged Goods
Ch6. Drunk on the job
Disclaimer- own nothing and no one you recognize. . .yet . . .dun dun dun
"Couldn't find you" Kane frowned lightly, putting a large hand on Carrie's tense shoulder. She let out a large sigh of relief but sucked in a gasp when she realized this was exactly how he wanted it Kane out in the open, like a sitting duck.
"You shouldn't h. . .you didn't have to come" She studied the laces in her boots, as to seem preoccupied not scared, she happened to study them so hard she didn't even hear her music and only moved when Kane gave her a light nudge.
"Payback" He gave a quick and childish smirk as they strode to the ring.
"For?" Carrie momentarily took her focus of how she was going to far against Lita with split concentration, waiting for terror to come storming in the ring at any time. She nervously looked over her shoulder 'He's screwing with my mind' She gritted her teeth. Kane lurched knowing the look on her face, it was a scared and pained look, and he knew the cause and he knew what he would do to protect her, that's why he had came to her match, to make sure to unexpected harm came her way.
"Last week told you not to come to my match. And there you were" He leaned against the steps as she slipped through the ropes. Carrie couldn't argue with his reasoning, she truthfully didn't want to. 'How selfish am I that Id rather have Kan here calming my nerves then back where he was safe'
Looking at her surroundings she saw Lita square in the middle of the ring, waiting for her. 'Try not to disgrace wrestling too much' Carrie bit her lip before charging at Lita, knocking her down. But the upper hand was short lived as Carrie's feet were pulled from under her, she fell ungracefully to the mat with a thud. Lita pounced going in for an early cover while Carrie was still dazed. "One" a hand hit down on the mat. Carrie punched and pushed her way to her feet.
"I might not be the most experience, but I'm also not a pushover" Carrie stated between breaths.
"I knew there was a reason we chose you" Lita and Carrie collided fighting for the next executable move.
Kane watched intently as the two women sparred in the ring, comparing the two. 'They're similar. I knew they would be, Lita picked her. But Carrie isn't Lita, she's different' He wanted so hard to believe it but the words he had rehearsed crept back into his mind 'Women equals pain. All women. Even Carrie.' He wavered his philosophies as his eyes drifted from one side of the ring to the other. Only braking deep thought to look over his shoulder in a sense of inevitable dread.
With Stamina fleeting Carrie took a risky opportunity, catching Lita in a messy sidewalk slam, only barley being able to keep hold of her. Not taking time to catch her breath she half threw half fell atop Lita's strewn form. "One. Two. Three" The number's rang within Carrie's only slightly bruised head As she forced herself to stand quickly. 'He didn't come. Thank goodness. I had my hands full and then some' She outstretched her arm, helping Lita to her feet.
"I hope you know I let you win" Lita smirked.
"Oh" Carrie paused not knowing what reaction a statement like that warranted. "Well I could imagine worse circumstances for the match to end" She shrugged not letting Lita rain on Carrie's tiny parade. "To what do I owe this gracious deed?" Carrie asked suspiciously.
"Smart too." Lita commended Carrie's untrusting nature. "I like you. I think you're worth keeping around. Keep wrestling like that, minus the paranoia, don't worry Kane's more scared of you then you are of him" She nodded sourly at she man waiting for Carrie. "I might come looking to you for a tag team partner" Lita winked hopping into Edge's hungry embrace.
"Interesting" Carrie smirked looking out at the audience in awe then scurrying out of the ring.
"How'd I do?" Carrie Grinned at Kane, who seemed in a hurry to leave. He walked ahead looking over at her to make sure she followed close, Kane wasn't scared, at least not for himself he could care less about his own hide but no one was ever going to hurt Carrie not his Carrie, she was untouchable not a single hair on her head to be marred. He promised her that, he'd never admit it, at least not while she was awake, that she was becoming part of his life, whether either of them wanted it or not.
"What d. . .you did good" He sighed.
"Well thanks" She stated awkwardly. "holding something back? Im a trooper, I can take it" She put her fists under her eyes and bobbed around him like a boxer a joking free spirited smile posted across her face. Kane stopped right before the curtain.
"I don't like her" He took one hateful glance at the pair waltzing their way closer.
"Understandable" Carrie nodded parting through the black fabric. Kane looked at her as if he was expecting more, when she didn't make any notion that she was going to elaborate he clumsily handed the water bottle he had held for her. 'Lita was right about one thing. . .Kane is afraid of me. What else is new, I scare everyone. I'm creepy Carrie' She frowned remembering the nickname she donned after the movie Carrie had been viewed by her classmates. "Kane. . ." She wasn't sure what she wanted to tell him so she just went an easy route. "Thanks. If your blank stare was meant to imply that I shouldn't like her either-"
"Maybe...Sh-"
"You guys ended on bad terms and-"
"She screwed me over-" Neither one of them would let an entire sentence get out.
"You railroaded her into marriage" She could see all the energy seep right from Kane's face.
"You don't understand" He scowled. No one understood, and he wasn't about to try and explain his train of thought. He felt the need to get away from her feeling vulnerable again, a feeling he loathed. He sped up not sending Carrie even passing glances.
"No" Her voice pulled him from his retreat. "Not in the slightest. Probably never will my dear Kane" She tried to push some warmth back into his iced over eyes. "So I don't let things I will obviously never comprehend influence my opinions " She leaned up against his forearm as they continued walking at a less rushed pace.
"Carrie you were fantastic" Lizzie clapped as she saw Kane and Carrie turn the corner.
'What are you drinking?" Janet wouldn't compliment Carrie, it wasn't in Janet's nature so she bypassed the topic entirely.
"Vodka" Sidney rolled his eyes.
"Really?" Janet swiped the bottle from Carrie's parted lips. Kane grinned at the cute little fish face she had unintentionally made. Looking up at him Carrie smiled meekly before returning to the conversation.
"Water" She shook her head. "Drink it. Your liver will thank you" Carrie offered as Janet frowned at the liquid. "You know you should be glad your job doesn't enlist sobriety tests" Carrie joked.
"Hey our jobs are beyond dull. Setting up, connecting and testing sound boards in an empty arena, hours before anyone shows up forcing me to A, drink this job into tolerability. And B discus PANTS! Singular. . .yet plural, with Jack my co worker slash stalker" And to you see Fisher and Dani calling to congratulate me? No" Janet ranted the water bottle spilling as she sloshed it violently to and fro along with her words.
"Fisher called" Carrie beamed with excitement.
"Who's Fisher?" Kane was always out of the loop. 'No one tells me anything' He gave a frustrated sigh.
"An old friend. He-"
"Also happens to be your on again off again boyfriend" Janet added. "Being on a boyfriends all ways better then off. Especially when it's a man like Fisher" She smirked having more than a passing crush on Carrie's previous beau.
"He told me to tell you. Your performance was snaztastic. And that he'd be at the show a month from now, near the Maryland shore, where there's a shore there's a board walk where there's-" Lizzie began relaying the message.
"Where there's a board walk there's a ride and where there's a ride there's a way for Fisher James to make an appearance" Carrie laughed knowing those were the exact words that childish man had used. Kane's grimace tightened as he felt jealously reap through him.
" I told him you might not be a wrestler, that you'd probably will be working behind the scenes with us but he'd promise to come see us in action no matter how mundane. He wants you to come back and work with him again says he's got an offer you can't refuse" Lizzie was pleased that Carrie had gotten the playful nature of the message. Fisher wasn't serious in what he said. He was never serious, didn't have a serious bone in his body. Carrie and Fisher were like a bitter old married couple they weren't in love but they were to intertwined to part ways entirely and the set up worked out well for everyone.
"Not a wrestler?" Kane looked insulted by the statement, the way this conversation had been going was one bruise to his ego after another.
"My contract is gonna be nullified next week when we sign that paper. There's no guarantee Mr. McMahon will re sign me, with a new Diva already on her way. I'd like to stick around with the company, I like the whole atmosphere" She took a deep breath of the stale air in arena. "So I'll aim for a job with them" Carrie pointed limply at her friends. A tinge of unhappiness snook through her calm and content facade she did her best to shrug it off before it was noticed.
"So you're going sign the-' Kane's voice was slow and restrained.
"I wont make you suffer anymore Kane. I know these last few weeks haven't been your cup of tea and I know I-" She frowned. "I know I am less then desirable company. You words if I remember correctly, were 'I don't want it'. I'll cut you loose, sing the paper and all that jazz." Carrie shrug deepened like she was trying to hide her emotions within her shoulder blades.
"That, was before I knew you" He remembered that night. All the protesting, all the constrained lust and admiration, all the anger, all the pain. That's what stuck in his mind thoughts of that night triggered the memory of when, in a state of madness and frenzy he had left bruises on Carrie, made her bleed. He looked down at her arm, so sure he knew who had lead her to franticly braking glass with it. 'We are the same. We're both monsters. Monsters that had no care for the well being of the soft beautiful lady in front of me. She'll be better off this way.' "Sign them" Kane nodded as he walked through the circle of friends.
"Ha. Yes Carrie, that's before he knew you. Now he does, and he still would be willing to bite through both yours and his own left arm to get the hell away from you" Janet laughed. Carrie sighed and nodded in acknowledgment turning away so they wouldn't see how the quip had affected her. Kane's eyes filled up with frustration he walked back, to confront Janet. 'It's not like that. If anyone should be biting at arms to get free it should be Carrie. . .but she's not' He didn't let the last part soak in he was to overcome with the need to make Janet's comment disregarded. "Carrie? Um. . .down boy. Sit. Stay." Janet retreated slowly from an accelerating Kane.
"Kane, she's been drunk and over sexed since noon-"
"You say that like it's a bad thing" Janet chuckled.
"Don't stress about it" Carrie put her hand to Kane's chest in hopes to halt him. He stopped advancing and looked down at the small hand resting against him.
"It's not like she said" Kane grumbled.
"I know" she truthfully didn't but agreed just to keep him calm. She moved closer to him, her head nearly resting along side her hand, she was ambiguous to the outside world, content to feel his chest rise and fall against her palm.
"Ok I'm tired, so I'm only shuttling out of here once, you hitching a ride or-" Sidney looked up disapprovingly at Kane.
"Offering me a ride or not Sid?" snapped back to reality she tried to get her mind off Kane. 'Probably getting yourself off him would be the first step' She retreated from her place, her hand drifted back to her side but on impulse Kane grabbed it tight in his palm. He looked to the bunch, meeting eyes of confusion and surprise. Carrie gave Kane's hand a encouraging squeeze calming his tensed muscles.
"Make up your mind, love her or hate her" Janet rolled her eyes.
"You find such a way rile this poor man" Carrie half sighed half laughed.
"Yeah but my thinking is, that our makeup sex will be passionate and spectacular." Janet smirked. Kane gave a confused look, one of panic followed when he contemplated how far Carrie would allow her friends to press the envelope.
"Don't worry. I'll protect you" Carrie asserted. Kane gave her one nod of his head. 'She builds me up and knocks me down this girl. Wont trade a minute of it, of her' They walked out of the arena the hands laced but separated at the sight of company, getting enough stares just walking along side one another to the car.
"Were you lying?" Kane broke the silence, the short car ride half way over.
"No. But out of curiosity, about what?" Carrie questioned with a mix of innocence and arrogance.
"Did he hurt you?" when she didn't respond he sighed. 'She's going to make this hard' "Your arm Carrie, did he hurt it?"
"Who's he?" Carrie shrugged in her seat she wanted to leave that whole problem at the doors.
"You know who Carrie, don't play games" His voice raised and his eyes angry he left Carrie bewildered. He took another frustrated sigh. His social skills more more then rusty. He wasn't upset with her, not at all he was angry at himself for letting his doppelganger get to her in the first place. The car was silent as it parked, Carrie's hand went for the door handle but Kane's voice stopped her. "You told me to trust you" His eyes glued to her as the words he wanted to say stuck to the roof of his mouth like peanut butter. "You don't trust me to protect you from him. . .because I am-"
"I told you to trust me" She interrupted. "But do you? Do you trust me Kane?" She turned to face him in his entirely.
"I. . .do you know what it's like, at every turn to be met by pain, dealt out by the people you trust most" Kane growled, memories flickering in front of his eyes.
"Yes" Carrie said a loud but her eyes didn't meet Kane's they stared off into the ink colored sky. Kane was taken back not expecting an answer, especially not that one. 'She's kept together with secrets and riddles' Only one word came to his lips.
"Forget" He told her, tenderness slivering along with his rough voice.
"What?" She questioned quietly.
"Forget the pain Carrie" He unbuckled her seat carrying her out of the car.
"Only if you forget with me" She kissed him.
"I-" he pulled back, walking to the hotel, Carrie still hovering in his arms. "I can't" He lowered his head.
"We. Can Kane. We can forget. Trust me" She laid a light kiss on his forehead. She felt his arms cradle her pulling her into a more enveloping kiss then any they had shared. Kane felt a surge of lust her lips feeling fragile and warm against his own he bit at the bottom lip that Carrie had chewed on out of habit dozens of times before.. Kissing her as he pressed the button for the elevator became a difficult task, Carrie could feel him mumble as he moved her into one arm. "You can put me down you know" Carrie laughed lightly her arm wrapped around his neck.
"No" the door opened and he walked them in and his other arm slunk around her waist.
"No?" Carrie snickered.
"Do you want me to put you down?" He worried he was holding her too tight.
"No" She trailed her lips down his neck.
"I swear they have no purpose, but to ruin things" He blinked twice trying to fathom how three people could have worse timing. Carrie turned her head and almost sliped from Kanes arms she was laughing so hard. Lying against their hotel door in a line was Sidney Lizzie and Janet. "Ok. Put me down Ill get them on their way" Carrie sighed a chuckle still lingering.
"Funny" Kane snorted.
"In a pathetic kind of way" Carrie gave him a final kiss before her feet touched ground again. "Hey Sid" Carrie lightly patted her friends head.
"Oh Carrie good you're here" Sidney grinned in a sleepy haze.
"Yeah. So are you. Why?" She sat next to him, leaving Kane to lean awkwardly against the opposite wall.
"Came here so you'd be safe." Sidney wasn't waking up he was just as dazed with every word.
"from?" Carrie's face scrunched in confusion,
"Him. . .and the other one" Sidney's limp hand flew in Kane's direction. Kane walked to Carrie's side, sneering down at the nappy Sidney.
"Whatever Janet told you-"
"She said guys like him don't take no for an answer. One second your holding his hands the next he's got you pinned on the floor. She's still a virgin you pig -" Sidney glared at Kane like he had a bad taste in his mouth.
"Sidney-" Carrie placed her hand over his mouth her face red with embarrassment at Sidney's drunken announcement. She felt Kane strain every fiber of his being not to violently snap Sidney out of any dream like state he was in. "Stop talking"
Carrie hissed.
"I'm not like-" Kane didn't want her to be scared of him.
"I know Kane" She nodded at him. "I'll drive them back, they are out like lights most likely drunk. . .er than usual" Carrie sighed looping her arm around Sidney's waist lifting him to his feet her hand falling from his face. Kane leaned down and picked up Janet and Lizzie one in each arm. "You're real good at that. Carrying women" Carrie smiled as they brought her friends to the elevator. "Will they get sick on me" Kane frowned at Lizze's green complexion. "No that's my position bed side nurse. Help me get them to the car and Ill be on puke patrol, Ill probably stay with them overnight" She gave a motherly look of concern to her wasted friends.
"Ill stay with you" Kane leaned his head on hers. It was all he could do with hands full.
A/n- long chapter that ended quite anticlimactically but I still like it. No evil Kane in chapter six but he's going to make a big impact in the next chapter so keep an eye out. Thanks for the support
Sarah