Hanging on the Edge

Loker room drama

I walked in the locker room after I walked out of the rink. When I entered the room Edge was there. He was sitting there head down, probably in deep thought. His elbows were on his upper leg hands clutched together. He looked up and glared at me. I didn't have Time to think of  anything before his hands grabbed my shoulders and slammed me up against the concrete wall. How was he so strong and fast? His blue orbs stared at me with such anger, "What did you do?!" He asked, venom dripped in his voice. "N-nothing,"

I was scarred. He went closer to me, "Bullshit! What did you tell him?!" He was pissed off "I told him that you were enraged and that he was going to get hurt!" He looked at me like I had three heads, but then he seemed to consider my answer. In that moment he seemed to realize it meant nothing. His hold on me loosened, he put his head on my shoulder. Why would he do that? I thought. I slid down in a sitting potion as he did too. His heathy breathing was all I could here and feel. After a while lifted his head from my shoulder. "I'm sorry, I didn't know,Alexa" stop calling me that! Then everything cams to my head. He got mad at Jesus because he thought I was working with Him. "It's okay," I replied. But the one question that was in my head why didn't why does he care so much?

He went to his feet taking me with him. When he put me down it was a pretty awkward silence. It had been a while until anyone talked. Edge mildly shown an affection towards me by being consented you me and Jesus's relationship while it was nothing. And it was only our first match together which is pretty weird if you ask me. It was getting to be long so I spoke up. "I should head back to my dressing room with nat." All he did was nod and I went out of the room as soon as possible.

I ran down the hallways to me and Nat's room. Why did he do that? Why did he seem to like me, already? I bolted straight for the door opened it and shut it straight behind my back. I took that moment to breath and close my eyes. "What happened to you?" Nat asked me with worry in her voice. I lifted my head to talks to her. "I don't know, I really don't," I once again slid down to the floor to explain to her what happened. She didn't know what to say. "......." I looked at her. "Look, I don't expect you to say anything but please keep this on the down low, I don't want Edge getting fussy with me by telling other people," and then it hit me. When we were passing down the hall to mr. McMahon, Edge was mad about getting a valet. "Nat, remember when we passed down mr. McMahon's office and Edge was screaming?" "Yeah?"  She cocked an eyebrow. "He was mad about getting a valet!"

She thought about it for a while, her eyes widened when she got my point. "That explains a lot," a little smile appeared on her face but faded very quickly. A moment of silence was in place. "But why did he like you so quickly?" I looked at her for a moment. "I don't know, I really don't know, he probably just wants to forget it ever happened."

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Soon after we went to the hotel. Me and Nat shared a room. We went to the till to get reservations, while Nat put in talked to the receptionist I looked around. There was a bar area at the hotel. It was a nice bar, I decided to take a better look. It wasn't just a bar but also a restaurant. It was a nice thing to have. While I was taking a look I saw edge sitting were you order the drinks with a beer in his hands. Well isn't this a surprise. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Just like he knew I was watching him his eyes snapped up to me. That spooked me and made my heart beat jump up.  His sharp eyes glaring at me, I didn't know whether to go or not. A waitress went in my line of view when she walked by Edge was gone. I was so scarred at the moment. I walked backwards and turned in front to go to Nat. When I made it to the till She looked at me weirdly. "Um, you okay? You seem jumpy." I looked back at her eyes begging, "please can we go upstairs?" "O-okay." She looked worried about me so we went upstairs to our room. I dressed in sweats, plain shirt and a ponytail. Hey, who am I trying to impress?

I slipped on the blankets and started reading a book. I felt the bed dip beside me I looked to my left to see Nat on the bed. I gave her a 'what the hell are You doing' look. "C'mon, please! You said we could cuddle!" She had such childish behaviour sometimes. We got the cuddle part since we were little kids. I scooted over while she huddled closer to me. We started watching a movie called 'the lost boys' on tv and oddly they reminded me a lot of Edge. I slowly stated fading in obscurity with Nat in my arms.

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Narrator's POV
It was a cold dark night while Nat ans Lexi were sleeping in bed. While a dark shadow looming in the halls.

Lexi started to wake up at the sound of very light footsteps. Lexi was trying to regain consciousness at the moment but what really woke her up was a hand clasped over her mouth. She tried to scream but the hand was clasped so hard on her mouth. The face lowered to her neck and nuzzled in the crook of it, she then felt a sharp sensation in her neck it hurt a lot. Worse, than cutting your fingers or hitting your head. She was a wrestler but they never got cut much in the ring. When he lifted his head she barely got time to register his features before he oddly cupped her eyes for her to drift off into sleep.