"You…are fucking dead…"
Dave Batista's eye's widened. So far, he had pushed Amy in the door and was about to pick her up again until Adam Copeland barged through the door and scanned Dave Batista before muttering the only four words he could manage out.
Amy opened her eyes to acknowledge the voice that she had heard. As she opened her eyes, Adam roared and rushed into Dave Batista, tackling him into the wall causing a loud yell from Batista.
Adam was literally seeing red and he pummelled every inch of Dave Batista. He meant every word he said when he barged into the room and he wasn't going to leave the stairway until Dave Batista's blood covered his fists and he somewhat felt satisfied about how angry he was.
Moments ago, the Canadian had opened the door to see Amy half-conscious on the floor and Dave Batista standing over her with a switch blade. It was enough to push Adam to the point of ferocity.
Not stopping for a second, Adam continued his assault on the much burlier man, punching his face and chest consistently. Dave Batista couldn't match Adam's strength if he tried, for one thing, the Canadian had the combined strength of his rage and himself to fight and for another, Dave was completely defenceless.
Blood ran down Batista's face as Adam rather powerfully took a shot at Batista's nose.
"Adam…Please…"
Halting, Adam turned around to see Amy, one eye open as the other was covered by a large shiner but nonetheless staring at him lethargically. She wanted Dave Batista dead just as much as he did, but she couldn't bear the sight Adam in his ferocity. Regretfully, Adam stood up from Dave Batista and moved towards Amy, scooping her up into his arms before turning towards Batista again.
"You're lucky I didn't fucking kill you, if you ever, ever come near Amy again, I won't stop for a second from ending your life. Do you understand?" Adam said, his tone, dangerous to the point where it didn't sound like Adam anymore, "Do you fucking understand me!?" Adam roared again, raising his voice.
"…Yes"
Batista managed to cough out only one word before Adam kicked the floor door open and carried Amy to his room, swiping the key card and slowly taking the redhead to the bed.
Adam lay her on the queen sized bed, her left eye swelling quite badly and her breathing still coming in heavily. Adam knelt beside her before getting up onto his feet and turning around before he heard Amy call his name.
"Adam…I need to tell you something…" Amy muttered her voice grave.
"Shh…Honey, it can wait, save your energy…" Adam responded, putting a finger on the lethargic redhead's lips. Adam noticed that there was a large segment of his hand covered by dried blood; he smiled inwardly at the memory of Dave Batista's bloody face.
"No, now…Adam…Vi-Vickie is cheating on you with Dave…and…and she plans to get you b-beaten up next week…" The redhead muttered slowly, taking deep breaths throughout the sentence.
Adam's eyes widened but for some reason he wasn't shocked. He knew Vickie was cheating on him, the only reason he didn't point it out was because he didn't care what Vickie did. As cruel as it was, he didn't have a care for Vickie, it was in his frustration and broken-heartedness he got with the GM.
"Shh…Honey…It's ok, get some sleep." Adam said soothingly, a new emotion running through him. He knew Vickie and Dave's plan and he knew he could use it in his favour. But for now…Amy needed him, and he wasn't going to leave her if it killed him.
Amy exhaled and shut her eyes. Immediately, Adam headed toward the bathroom, hauling a few towels and wetting them. When he arrived back, he found the redhead asleep. Adam frowned, "Poor girl" he thought, she had been through too much for any person this night as she sure as hell didn't deserve it.
He carefully turned her over and untied the rope around her wrists, making sure not to wake her up, but by judging what she went through only a few minutes ago, Adam doubted she could. He threw the ropes aside and examined the red burn around her wrists, the sight sending waves of rage through Adam who just felt like turning around and marching back to Batista to finish the job. But no, he needed to take care of Amy.
Careful not to wake her up, Adam began dabbing at the dried blood on Amy's face, soon after, he put a small wet towel on the bruise on Amy's eye to help with the pain.
Adam knew he had a lot of work to do and only a few hours do it, but he didn't care. Slowly, careful not to make any noise, Adam lay down into the bed next to Amy, wrapping his arms around her protectively.
He inhaled the scent of her hair and shut his eyes; he had grown to love the smell of Amy's hair and had found it to be the most beautiful scent in the world. Quietly, Adam moved his mouth to her ear and whispered.
"I love you, Amy Dumas."
CHAPTER 26
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! This fic has offically become a Lita/Edge fic...or has it? I dunno, I pretty stumped about a sequel, I really wanna base it around Phil and his rebound rampage (not so much lol) because I'm very pissed about the rumours concerning Phil and *sigh* Kelly freakin' Kelly....
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