"Yeah sorry, I had some things to sort out" he told me nonchalantly piling his plate up.
"Really?" I seethed, the anger in my voice caught Adam off guard and he spun around a forlorn look on his face, he looked exhausted like he hadn't slept at all. "You're making your big return to wrestling tonight and you haven't even slept" I scoffed in disbelief.
"I couldn't sleep," he responded, looking down at his plate of food.
"Yeah, I don't need the details Adam" I huffed, holding my hand up with a look of disgust on my face.
"Can we talk?" He asked "In private" he added looking round at the crowded room.
"Fine" I snapped, following him out of catering and to his dressing room. He clicked the door shut behind him and placed his food down on the table to one side.
"I'm really sorry Jayme" he sighed, rubbing his face. The use of my full name stung "I just needed some distance that's all" he explained dragging his hands down his face.
"I've been walking around asking everyone if they've seen you" I growled at him.
"I should have told you where I was" he admitted "Let you know I had every intention of meeting you here once I'd pulled myself together" he told me looking down at his feet.
"I know full well where you were Adam" I sighed sitting on a sofa on the opposite side of the room, his head snapped up as he looked at me confused for a second, I raised my eyebrows at him letting him know that I wasn't stupid and was fully aware, a look of realisation and horror came over his face.
"Oh, shit Jayme…" he began before trailing off a look of confusion over taking once more "Hang on you slept with Stu last night didn't you?" he probed, my nostrils flared in anger. How dare he ask something so personal?
"That's none of your business Adam" I told him, warning him not to press the subject.
"Did you or did you not sleep with him?" he asked again, annoyance now clear on his face.
"Adam, I don't see how…" I began.
"Answer the question Jayme" he interrupted with a growl standing up straight eyes full of something I hadn't seen from him before.
"YES!" I shouted at him, tears finally over taking as I put my head in my hands.
"Then you don't have a right to make me feel bad for leaving with Carmella" He responded sitting down and beginning to eat his food.
We sat in silence for what felt like an eternity. I continued to cry silently with my hands resting under my chin as I watched him eat without saying another word. "I need to get ready" he announced, grabbing his bag and going through to get changed. When he returned, I was sitting in the exact same position silently letting the tears down my cheeks. I wanted to stop them and I knew I needed to but I couldn't. They just kept coming. Without a word Adam sat next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders pulling me into his now bare oiled chest, I rested a hand over his heart feeling it beat at a hundred miles an hour.
"Are you nervous to go out there?" I asked calming down.
"Yeah" He muttered, stroking my back gently "Jay…" he said "Jayme" he corrected himself.
"Yeah?" I answered quietly.
"Stu's a good guy" he told me, I sat up wiping my eyes and looking at his face, that look I had seen in his eyes earlier was still there, but I still couldn't place what it was.
"Please stop using my full name" I sniffed, forcing out a small laugh "It's weird" I told him scrunching my nose in disgust.
"It'll all work out Jay" he told me standing up and pulling me with him "Now let's get you smiling again because I want you to join me down at the ring tonight" he announced using his thumb to wipe the last of the tears away from my eyes, I smiled a little up at him and he rested his forehead against my own "What are you doing to me?" he chuckled placing his hands on my hips, I closed my eyes trying to control the burning feeling that was creeping over me at his touch as he pulled my hips to his. Our noses brushed each other as I felt him move his head. I took a step back using what little resolve I had and taking myself out of a very dangerous situation, if he said we couldn't then fine but that didn't mean he could do this, he had to learn to control himself.
"If I'm going to pursue things with Stu you can't do this to me anymore" the look of hurt on his face was gone in an instant and if I hadn't known him so well, I may have missed it all together.
"I'm sorry" he apologised "I always promise myself I won't and then I see you and everything I promised myself goes out the window" he told me taking a step back rubbing his forehead. I grabbed my phone out of my back pocket texting Isabelle to help me with a top up of makeup, like the amazing person she was. She was there in minutes.
"Oh shit girl" she laughed entering the room and giving me a hug before pulling a makeup bag from her hand bag "I always carry emergency supplies" she giggled pulling out some powder and a brush.
"Hi Isabelle," Adam said, beginning to stretch himself out.
"Hello" she said curtly not taking her gaze from me as she applied some blush to my cheeks and topped up my mascara and eyeliner. "You're an ass" she told him, spinning on her heel to look at him, he looked shocked for a second before composing himself ready for the onslaught. "I promised myself I wouldn't say anything but it turns out I just can't keep my mouth shut" she took two steps towards him pointing the pointy end of her makeup brush at him "I told you to pull your shit together or walk away now it seems to me you've made your decision so if I was you I'd do the decent thing and walk away" she threatened spinning the brush between her fingers and placing it back in her bag. I stood watching in complete shock, Adam's face still didn't falter.
"I'm sorry that…" he started.
"No" Isabelle shook her head "you can keep your excuses because they won't work on me" she snapped spinning back around to face me her expression softening as she smiled at me. "Perfect" she smiled looking over my face "No one need know you've been crying over arsehole men" she assured me.
"I wouldn't let him walk away even if he wanted to" I told her matter-of-factly as she walked towards the door.
"Then I'll be here for you when it blows up in your face" she told me with a sympathetic smile before exiting the room, closing the door behind her, Adam and I were in complete silence for a while both too shocked to say anything.
"Was she going to kill me with a makeup brush?" he said, breaking the awkward silence as he pointed towards the door trying not to laugh.
"I think so" I admitted as we both burst into fits of laughter. A few minutes later we were stood waiting for Adam's music queuing us to go down to the ring for Adams in-ring return, I turned to see Beth stood watching the both of us, she looked pissed, and I wasn't over the moon about the idea of her being there, she didn't have a match this PPV so by all rights she didn't even need to be at the arena.
You think you know me
Adam's music blared out of the speakers, and he grabbed my hand pulling me from my thoughts, I looked up at him with a reassuring smile, his eyes were big and wide with nerves in all that had happened in the past 24 hours I had all but forgotten how he must be feeling about his big return to the WWE after so long. He looked like a little boy as he closed his eyes taking a deep breath taking a step to the curtain.
"Just for reference Adam, I think you're good" I told him, he looked down at me with sad eyes for a moment before his Edge persona took over. We both ran out from behind the curtain ready for him to fight for a championship for the first time in 10 years.
I stood at the side of the ring cheering Adam on, slapping the apron to spur him on, he lay in the middle of the ring with a glassy expression in his eye, I couldn't tell how much of it was real and how much was for show. His gaze fell to me outside the ring and a small smile played at the corner of his lips, his way of letting me know he was ok. Brock walked around the ring goading the crowd.
"HE'S NOT GOT IT ANYMORE!" He shouted to those in the front row "HE'S TOO OLD!" He added with a hearty laugh, I clenched my jaw watching him trash talk Adam, I hadn't thought much about what my character would be like yet apart from a few discussions with Adam about it we had only come up with the fact I would be completely fearless and unforgiving, I wanted to be the opposite of who I was outside of the ring. Adam crawled to me slowly and grabbed my hand whispering to me.
"Get up there and punch him" he smirked, his grip on my hand was tight and comforting, he could see how nervous I was "you're doing great" he added before sitting up in the corner of the ring and shouting the ref over gesturing to his neck. The ref instantly called for Brock to stand in the opposite corner as he checked Adam over, he gave me a quick wink and I nodded walking round the ring as the ref was distracted. Brock had continued to shout to the crowd riling them up about their favourite superstar, I climbed up on the apron and took a few hesitant steps towards him, he laughed at my unease.
"Who are you?" he growled menacingly at me.
"None of your business" I snarled throwing a punch at his face, he took two big steps back in shock as the crowd erupted with cheers, I saw the ref turn to see what was going on and I jumped down quickly shrugging pretending not to know what was going on. The ref shouted for me to walk away, and I did as I was told walking back to the corner that Adam was knelt in going crazy waiting for Brock to turn around, as soon as he did, he ran spearing him to the mat. I beamed cheering him on as the ref counted to three.
"The winner of this match and new WWE Champion…The Rated 'R' Superstar…EDGE!" It was announced as I slipped into the ring with ease, Adam saw me and opened his arms for me to give him a hug. I ran to him wrapping my arms around his neck as he lifted me easily wrapping my legs tight around his waist, his breathing was heavy as he tried to catch his breath.
"I DID IT!" He shouted in pure excitement my hands still rested on his neck as I smiled at him extremely aware of the fact his hands were resting on my bum, I could have sworn I felt him squeeze as I leant in giving him another tight hug. One of my hands fell naturally to his chest resting on the hard muscle. He beamed up at me with one of his perfect smiles. I quickly released my bottom lip suddenly painfully aware I had been biting it when I saw him raise an eyebrow at me. "Thank god you stopped that" he said through his huge smile so no one would hear.
"I'm so proud of you" I whispered into his ear ignoring his comment as he put me down and was handed the WWE championship. He walked to the corner of the ring and climbed the ropes holding up his new championship.
"I will NEVER lose it" he shouted out to the crowd, he jumped off the rope and came back over to me again lifting me up but this time spinning me round in pure excitement, it had become apparent to everybody in the audience and every WWE employee watching that Adam was giving me way too much attention for someone who had just won their first championship in so long, I jumped down and took a step away with all intentions of leaving Adam to celebrate and going back to the backstage area but he grabbed my hand stopping me. Pulling me back towards him he put his arm around my waist and looked down at me, the look in his eye I had seen a few times now took over, I knew what he was about to do.
"Don't you fucking dare" I warned him through a smile snapping him back to reality his face dropped realising what he was about to do in front of all of these people.
As we entered back through the curtain, we were bombarded with people wanting to congratulate Adam on his win and new title reign. I stepped away and quickly found Isabelle whose face was full of concern.
"You. Me. Somewhere quiet. Now" she demanded grabbing my hand and pulling me away from everyone, I looked back to see Adam looking past everyone to me being dragged away slight amusement lit up his eyes knowing what I was in for but above all else there was a hint of sadness in his face, he had nearly kissed me in the ring, in front of millions of people and he wouldn't have been able to take it back. I just hoped people would take his celebration in the ring as something in character and nothing more.