Title: Daddy Dearest 22
"We could either go on getting cheered or soon we're going to become the biggest heels in the world." Catelyn whispered.
Edge smiled at her, brushing a lock of hair off her face. "look at you with all your wrestling lingo."
She stuck her tongue out at him as they stared at each other from on top of the bed they were lying on. She had returned to the hotel and had skipped dinner with her dad opting to go to her room instead. Half hour later, Edge had knocked on her door and she had let him in, going back to lie on the bed. He had joined her and they lied together on top of the covers, facing each other and talking.
"Do you care?" He asked, turning serious.
"I'm not the one whose reputation is on the line again. My Dad and Hunter, they told me some things on the way back to the hotel. About the aftermath with you and- and Lita. Can you go through that again?"
"It wouldn't have been an issue if Hardy didn't go blabbing to everyone."
She fixed him with a glare, to which he rolled his eyes.
"Fine, it wouldn't have been an issue if we hadn't of fucked up. Okay?"
"Who am I to judge on fucking up?" She softly said.
"Still bugs you huh?"
She nodded, letting out a soft sigh. "it will never stop, will it?"
"That's up to you. It's still fresh so it's still going to be on your mind but one day you'll have to let it go."
"God I'm so sick and tired of hearing that."
"What would you rather everyone say? That you're a horrible person and an idiot for what you did?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes." She replied in a small voice.
He laughed as he leaned forward, covering her lips with his and not pulling away until they were both breathless.
"now what was that you were talking about?" He asked.
"Um, I was talking?" She wondered, now in a daze.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Both of them scrambled to sit up as they turned to look at Shawn.
"Geez, Shawn, ever hear of knocking?" Catelyn asked, her face bright red from embarrassment. She was hoping to pass it off as anger for Shawn just barging in.
"I did. Many times, you didn't answer. When did this happen? And what about Matt?"
"Matt's done, need I remind you?" She asked, pointing to her eye. "and this is new as in just happened new."
"are you serious?" Shawn asked, looking past Catelyn to glare at Edge.
"here we go again." Edge muttered.
Catelyn bit back a giggle at the look on his face as Shawn began lecturing him about this being the same situation and how everything will end up the same, how his reputation would be tarnished and what about his poor little Catelyn? What would happen to her in this situation?
She saw Hunter standing in the doorway behind him and looked at him with pleading eyes. He smirked, moving as if to turn away and leave her alone to fend for herself but then stopped and with a wink, placed a hand on his partner's shoulder.
"How about you and I go talk?" He said to Shawn.
"but- but-fine."
Catelyn stood up to lock the door behind them but her father turned to her. "you're coming with us."
She groaned, "Come on Shawn."
"no. you. My room. Now."
She let out a long suffering sigh before turning to look back at Edge. "Stay, I'll be right back, okay?"
He nodded and Catelyn winked at him before closing the door.
"Dad-" She started but was cut off.
"nuh-uh don't even think using dad instead of Shawn will soften me up young lady. What the hell are you thinking?"
"What are you talking about?" an exasperated Catelyn cried. "look, I didn't know Edge from before but I know him now. He's different from what you guys believe."
"You don't know that. How do you know this isn't some elaborate plot to get back at Hardy."
"Cause it's not." She told him. "he was my friend. He's not trying to screw Matt over. He's likes me dad. He really likes me. He tried to stay away from me because he was afraid of the same thing happening."
"And if he just told you that because it was part of his plan?"
"Shawn-" Hunter tried cut in.
"Hunter, not right now."
"Dad, listen to him. He even thinks Adam has changed."
"Oh, so you're on a first name basis with him now?"
"he's my friend." She snapped, finally losing her temper.
"So you knew?" Shawn asked, turning to his tag team partner.
"I just figured out man, but he is different."
"Of course he would be if he's trying to get Catelyn to like him."
"You sound ridiculous." She screamed at him, finally losing her temper. "he wouldn't do that, he was the only one who cared enough about me to be there for me when I needed someone. Matt? Wasn't there. You? Not there."
Shawn's face fell. "I wanted to be, you left. You took off and made a rash decision-" He covered his mouth with his hand realizing what he had just said.
Catelyn's eyes widened as they pooled with tears and her lower lip trembled.
"Catelyn, I didn't mean-"
"Don't." She held up a hand to cut him off.
The door opened behind her and Edge was there, glaring at Shawn. "Low blow Shawn." His arm went around Catelyn, pulling her back into his chest.
"Catelyn, I didn't-"
"Just leave her alone right now." He pulled her back into the other room, closing the door in Shawn and Hunter's faces and locking it.
"Get your stuff, you're coming to my room." Edge told her.
Her breath kept hitching as she tried to form any kind of words.
"Don't talk Little One, just… look come back for your stuff later, let's just go."
She nodded, still trying her hardest to stop the tears from coming down. He grabbed her hand and led her out into the hall and down to his room. Same floor but further down. When they entered the room, he kicked the door shut, pulling her into his arms and sitting on the bed, her in his lap. Only then did she break down into tears. He didn't say anything, just rubbed soothing circles on her back as she cried. When she finally calmed down, she wiped the tear tracks away as best she could.
"Did you hear everything?" She asked in between her hiccups.
"yeah, I did." He replied. "look, just get some sleep, we'll talk in the morning okay?"
She nodded as he reached into his bag and handed her a shirt and a pair of sweats. "They're too big but you're just sleeping, so no biggie, right."
She nodded again, taking the clothes from him and going into the bathroom to change. When she reemerged in only his shirt, the pants far too big for her, he had already pulled the covers back and she climbed in, curling up into a little ball. He got in beside her, pulling the covers up and wrapping his arms around her. Catelyn turned on her back, placing her hands on her still flat stomach. She went to open her mouth to speak but Edge quickly silenced her with a kiss.
"He's wrong about that and pissed off at me, he shouldn't have taken it out on you. Please don't regret what has happened."
She nodded, wiping the tear away that had escaped as she turned back over, her back facing him. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her against him.
"I would have been a good mother though." She whispered.
"The best." He agreed.
… … …
As tempting as it was to ignore her father, and she very well was ready to, Catelyn woke up a few mornings later to Becca calling her. Yes, she was beyond pissed off at her Dad but Becca hadn't done anything so Catelyn slipped out of the bed and into the bathroom so as not to wake up Edge.
"Hello?"
"Catelyn? Are you okay? Where are you?"
"I'm fine Becca, I'm sorry to have worried you."
"I was so worried when Shawn came home without you. He's worried too but figures you just needed some time to cool down. He went to the gym so I thought now was a good time to call you."
"Of course he'd want to give me some time. No rush to find me now, no rash decisions for me to go and make unless, you know, I decide to go and elope."
Becca sighed. "He told me about the conversation. He's really sorry. He didn't mean it."
"No doubt he is sorry but would he have said it unless he didn't mean it, maybe even a little?"
"Yes, he would've. Shawn has a temper and sometimes he's a little too harsh. Haven't you ever said something in the heat of the moment that you didn't necessarily mean?"
"Maybe." She grudgingly replied.
"This kids and I miss you Catelyn. You still have a few days off you can come home."
She sighed feeling her resolve crumbling. "Look Becca, I'll come home next time we're off okay?
"are you sure?"
"Yes, just give me some time."
Becca sighed. "Fine. Are you okay though? Are you still with that Edge guy?"
"Yeah, I've been with him and yeah, I'm okay, so don't worry okay?"
"I'll try not to. Just be safe and you call me if you need anything and when you're ready, you talk to your dad okay?"
"Fine, Bye Becca." She hung up the phone and quietly tiptoed out of the bathroom.
"Elope huh?"
She jumped at hearing Edge's voice.
"You heard that?" She asked.
"remember? Paper thin walls." He replied with a smirk.
She rolled her eyes. "Please, do you want to give my father a heart attack?"
He seemed to be contemplating the idea as she slid back under the covers.
"Don't even think about it." She warned him, as she got comfortable and threw a pillow over her head.
"You sleep so weird." He told her for the umpteenth time as he shook his head.
She lifted the pillow and stuck her tongue out at him. "I like being buried, now let me sleep."
He sighed, wrapping an arm around her. "Everything okay though?"
"Yeah." She replied, her response muffled by the pillow. "Becca just wanted me to come home."
"you said home."
"I do have my own room there, can't complain."
"You can come home with me sometime you know." He casually said. "If you want to."
One eye peeked out from under her pillow, trying to gauge if he was being truthful or not. "For reals?"
"Only if you want."
"that's kind of big, don't you think?"
"And being around each other every single minute for the past couple days isn't?" He asked with a smirk.
"You keep following me." She said with a teasing smile.
"Only cause you always find yourself in big trouble when I'm not around."
She scowled. "Do not."
"Right, uh huh. Yeah. Believe that one."
"I'm going back to sleep." She mumbled, letting the pillow fall back on her head.
"I think not." He pulled the pillow away. "I'm hungry."
"Then go eat."
"Can't. Remember, I follow you."
"Then follow me to sleep." She tried snatching the pillow away but he held it out of reach.
"Nope. Get up." He tossed the pillow away and she glared at him before rolling out of bed.
"Jerkface." She muttered before disappearing into the bathroom.
He chuckled as he went about getting ready for his day.
… …
When Catelyn and Edge arrived at the next tapings they were cheered and booed by the fans waiting outside. He muttered something about the dirtsheets as he grabbed her hand and walked past everyone and into the building. They had arrived as late as they possibly could, hoping it would be too busy and they could sneak past everyone. But luck wasn't on their side, Shawn was there, waiting for them.
"Catelyn."
She spun around and looked at him but kept silent.
"Don't tell me you were with him the whole time, please?" Shawn pleaded with her.
"Open foot, insert mouth. You're picking up right where you left off, huh?" Catelyn asked, feeling her hackles already rising. She grabbed Edge's hand and pulled him down the hallway before Shawn could say anything else
"I can't believe him." She cried as soon as they were in his room. "How could he still be acting like this?"
"Your father won't ever approve of me Catelyn." Edge quietly said. "We're either going to have to accept it and move on, or…" He trailed off, sitting in a chair with a big sigh.
"Or what?" She challenged him.
"Forget about this."
"You're giving up that easily?" She asked, a hurt look on her face. "What, one week, you got what you wanted and now it's just whatever?"
His head snapped up. "What? No? Did you not even listen to everything I told you last week? You think one week and maybe some of the hottest sex I've ever had is going to make me change my mind?"
Her eyebrow raised at the hottest sex comment and as much as she wanted to further explore that topic, they had more pressing matters on hand. "Then why do you seem so ready to give up?"
"because he's your father." An exasperated Edge replied. "He's your dad. The one you just found after 21 years and now to have a rift driven between you because he doesn't approve of your boyfriend? Is this really worth it Catelyn?"
"And if I say it is?" She asked him.
"Then I'd have to ask you to really think about that. Don't get me wrong, I couldn't care less what your dad or any of these other idiots think of me. I do however care about you and what you think, and if this is going to hurt you more then I'd rather you do as your dad says and be happy."
"It's my choice." She cried, "Not yours and not my dad's. Why can't you both get that?"
"I know it's yours. But I want to make sure you're making the right one, not a rash one because you're pissed off at your dad."
"there's that word again." She said with a sigh. "It's funny. I go my whole life without knowing any of you. I've looked after myself; I raised myself because my mother wanted nothing to do with me. I come here and make the most important decision of my life and all of a sudden everyone is treating me like I can't decide anything for myself anymore, all the while telling me I made the right choice for me at the time. It makes me wonder."
"Catelyn, come on, it's not like that." He tried to reason with her.
"Fine. It isn't. Look I'll go and think about this like you so want me to. I'm going to take a walk and clear my head."
She slipped out of the room before he could stop her.
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